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    Teen Lesbian Hookup Story – A Dark And Stormy Night

    25 November, 2019 (22:35) | Lesbian Sex Hookups, Lesbian Sex Stories | By: admin

    By Ann Douglas

    * with apologies to a certain long eared beagle.

    A sudden flash of lightning filled the small
    cabin, causing the transistor radio to momentarily
    crackle with static. A few seconds later, the June
    night was filled with a resounding crash as the sound
    of thunder caught up with the light. The storm had
    been raging for a little over two hours, alternating
    between violent clashes in the sky and the steady
    patter of rain against the windows.
    “That was a good one!” Exclaimed the dark
    haired girl as she clapped in appreciation of the
    sudden illumination.
    “You wouldn’t think so if we were out
    there.” Replied her companion as she pointed out
    the large bay windows to the lake beyond.
    “But we’re not, are we?” The first girl
    retorted in an exaggerated pout. “Sometimes you can
    be such a worrier.”
    “You’re right.” The first girl answered. “But
    one of us has to have some sense. Otherwise you’d
    have us out on the lake because you’d get a better
    view.”
    “Hey that’s an idea.” Robyn said in mock
    seriousness. “We could take one of the boats down
    by the dock and…”
    “Don’t even think it….” Valerie cut her
    off in a dead stop tone.
    Both girls then broke into laughter.

    All in all, watching the storm and snacking
    on popcorn and the wine they had snuck out of the
    liquor cabinet wasn’t the worst way the two 17 year
    olds could spend the night. Of course it wasn’t what
    they had thought it would be when they come up to
    the lake two days before.
    Robyn Grayson and Valerie Carter had been
    friends for 12 of their 17 years, ever since they had
    met on the first day of kindergarten. Back then, they
    had both been pudgy little girls more interested in
    games and dolls than anything else. With slight
    variations, that had continued right up until they
    began to hit puberty.
    In Robyn’s case, womanhood sprung upon
    her with a vengeance. She lost all her baby fat and in
    a single summer went through a growth spurt that
    cause her to fill up and out at the same time. Instead
    of the semi-plump tomboy, she found herself a
    very attractive young lady with a figure that drew
    boys like moths to a candle. It was during that
    summer that she finally appreciated her mother’s
    insistenc that she let her hair grow. Robyn had
    wanted to cu it short because it kept getting
    in the way. It no stretched down to a few inches
    below her waist.
    Valerie also began to fill out that summer but
    unlike Robyn, she lost none of her childhood fat. She
    added more than a few inches to her height over the
    last few years but with them came more pounds than
    she liked to think about. Today she hit the scales at
    160. Thankfully it was spread throughout her
    body giving her a mature full figured look.
    Both girls sometimes wished that they could
    exchange bodies, at least long enough to see what it
    would be like. Valerie wished she could be as
    slender as Robyn. In turn, Robyn wondered what it
    would be like to have a 38D bust like Valerie’s
    instead of her own small 34C.
    Yet despite the physical changes, both girls
    had remained steadfast friends. They had seen other
    friendships fall apart when one friend became one of
    the popular crowd and then no longer wanted to
    associate with former friends. Robyn had become
    part of the in crowd, a head cheerleader and the
    girlfriend of the star quarterback. But she made it
    clear to anyone who even suggested that it would
    look better if she “dropped” Val, that the crowd, the
    cheerleaders and even the quarterback would go
    before her friendship with Valerie did.
    In fact, the hardest adjustment to their
    friendship over the last few years hadn’t been
    Robyn’s rise in stature but Valerie’s. Between both
    of them, Valerie had always been the smarter of the
    two. At least as far as the books were concerned. A
    constant presence on the honor roll, the short
    haired girl had finished the requirements for
    graduation six months early. And since she had also
    aced her SAT’s, she’d been allowed to take courses
    at State this last semester.
    Valerie had been home only a few days when
    her mother had announced that they were going up
    to the cabin for a few days and wouldn’t it be nice if
    she invited her friend Robyn to come along. It would
    give them a chance to catch up on the last six
    months.
    The first days of the trip had been pretty
    uneventful, just swimming in the lake, a little boating
    and barbecuing with the neighbors. Then this
    afternoon, Val’s 14 year old brother, Bobby took a
    fall and twisted his ankle while climbing a tree.
    It had swollen up pretty good and her mother
    though it a good idea to take him into town and
    have it x-rayed, just to be sure.
    Since Val’s father couldn’t make the trip,
    heading into town would leave the girl’s alone, but
    Mae Carter said she would be back in a few hours. If
    they had any problems in that short time, well the
    closest neighbors were only a quarter mile away.
    The wait in the small hospital turned out to
    be a lot longer than Mae had expected. By the time
    they were finished the storm was just beginning to
    hit. Since the old country roads had a tendency to
    wash out rather easily, especially the small bridge
    over Dobson’s Creek, the safe bet was to stay in
    town until morning. So she had called the girls and
    told them that Bobby was fine and that they’d be
    back in the morning and not to worry. They’d
    assured her that they’d be fine.

    “I bet you wished you’d stayed home this
    weekend.” Valerie said as she drained the last
    of the wine from her glass.
    “I don’t know, this is kind of fun.” Robyn
    replied as she quickly refilled Val’s glass.
    “More fun than Sally Kellerman’s Graduation
    Bash?” Valerie countered as she looked at the now
    empty wine bottle. It seemed like they’d just opened
    it. “That was tonight wasn’t it?”
    “Yeh, I think so.” Robyn said in a somewhat
    unconvincing tone as she stepped over to the bar and
    pulled out another bottle. “But I really wasn’t
    planning to go to that anyway.”
    “Oh sure, the biggest party of the year filled
    with the most popular people in school and you
    were just going to stay home and do your nails.” Val
    said as Robyn refilled her own glass. “If my mom
    hadn’t waited until we were up here before
    mentioning it, I never would’ve asked you. It wasn’t
    fair to put you on the spot, not wanting to say no to
    this trip. Its not like I’d be angry if you wanted to go
    to the party instead.”
    “I mean it, I really wasn’t planning to go.”
    Robyn insisted as Valerie looked on unconvinced. “I
    guess I’m finally beginning to realize what really
    stupid assholes some of those people are.”
    “Well, what do you know?” Valerie called
    out. “There is a brain in that pretty head after all.
    Sometimes you can open your mouth and speak up.”
    “Go to hell!” Robyn shot back in mock
    anger. “There are a lot of times I open my mouth.”
    “Yeh, but then it’s usually to attach it to
    some dumb jock!” Val returned.
    “Oh how sharp the tongue of a friend.”
    Robyn laughed.
    “Speaking of heads and sharp tongues,
    maybe we should go a little easy on this stuff.”
    Valerie suggested as she indicated the glasses they
    both held. “Wouldn’t do to have mom come back
    and find us sloshed.”
    “You worry too much.” Robyn said. “By the
    time she gets back tomorrow we’ll have had a good
    nights sleep and be fine.”
    “Today you mean.” Valerie corrected as she
    looked at the large clock on the fireplace mantle and
    noted that it was one in the morning.
    “Whatever…” Robyn said, grabbing another
    handful of popcorn.

    “Does this new asshole category include
    Brian?” Valerie asked, drawing up a mental image
    of Robyn’s on again off again quarterback boyfriend.
    “Brian’s both a prick and an asshole!” The
    long haired girl replied. “Turns out he was screwing
    both Jenny Davis and Helen Williams.”
    “That would be on the nights you were
    seeing someone else?” Valerie asked.
    “Yes, I mean, that was different…” Robyn
    replied.
    “Of course.” Val smiled.
    “What about you?” Robyn quickly asked,
    changing the subject. “You haven’t said one
    word about the guys at State. You can’t tell me
    you’ve been celibate all this time.”
    While Valerie hadn’t Robyn’s experience with
    boys, she was far from a virgin. There had always
    been guys who realized that she was cute in her own
    way and would rather date a girl who’s idea of an
    intelligent conversation wasn’t what new store was
    opening in the mall. That and the desire to get a
    really good look at those big boobs that filled out
    whatever she wore. Jocks, Nerds or somewhere in
    between, guys were still guys.

    “Well I’ve been really busy these past few
    months.” Valerie said, looking more than just a little
    uncomfortable. “College courses are a lot more
    difficult than high school.”
    “Bullshit!” Robyn yelled back. “I can tell
    when you’re lying. You’re seeing someone.”
    “Well……actually….” Valerie hesitated, she
    was finding it hard to say the words that floated
    unbidden in her mind.
    “Come on, we’ve never had secrets from each
    other.” Robyn insisted. “Didn’t I even tell you when
    I screwed Mr. Peterson after he took me home from
    baby-sitting that night.”
    Valerie remembered all to well how excited
    Robyn had been when she called her up on Val’s
    private phone one night after midnight to tell her
    she’d just been fucked by Robert Peterson. A
    successful businessman in his late 30’s, Valerie
    still wondered what drew a man like that to
    take such a chance with a 16 year old. She’d seen
    his wife many times and she was a very attractive
    woman. Some things she just would never understand.
    “Yeh, I remember.” She answered quietly,
    staring into the glow that blazed in the fireplace.
    “So you know you can trust me. Come on.”
    Robyn insisted.
    Valerie turned her gaze from the fire to her
    oldest friend. She could see in her hungry eyes that
    Robyn was possessed by a need to know. Still, the
    words wouldn’t come.
    “Is it a teacher, or a professor isn’t that
    what you call them?” Robyn asked. “Are you sleeping
    with one of them?”
    “No.” Val simply replied.
    “Is it someone that’s married?” Robyn
    quickly continued.
    “No.” Val repeated.
    “Then why can’t you tell me?” Robyn asked
    once more.
    Valerie stood up and walked over to the
    fireplace, again loosing herself in the warm glow.
    She ran her hand through her short black hair and
    sighed. It’d been a real long day, and the need for
    sleep and the wine was beginning to be felt.
    “Why don’t we just drop this and get some
    sleep?” She said.
    “Cause I want to know, that’s why!” Robyn
    said. “I want to know what it is that you can’t share
    with someone you’ve been friends with since we
    were five.”
    “Because you wouldn’t understand, that’s
    why?” Valerie replied.
    “What wouldn’t I understand?” came Robyn’s
    reply. “A guys a guy. God knows I’ve slept with a
    few jerks. So what’s the………..”
    Robyn suddenly paused in mid-sentence. She
    brought her hand up to her still opened mouth in
    surprise. The reason Val didn’t want to talk about it
    suddenly seemed crystal clear.
    “Oh shit,” She exclaimed. “He’s black isn’t
    he. You’re sleeping with a nigger! What’s your
    mother going to do if she finds out?”
    Valerie just shook her head. It was bad
    enough that Robyn couldn’t let the matter drop
    without her letting her narrow minded prejudices
    create all kinds of wild fantasies.
    “No, he’s not black, or brown or yellow or
    for that matter white.” Val finally answered, no
    longer caring how her friend would finally react. “If
    you really, really have to know – he is a she!”

    A pregnant silence filled the cabin as Valerie
    caused Robyn to be speechless for the first time in
    her life. She was certain she had just flushed a dozen
    year friendship down the proverbial toilet. Staring
    once more into the comforting flames of the fire,
    Valerie found that she really didn’t care. She was
    tired of hiding it. If her friend couldn’t handle the
    truth, well then maybe their friendship was a mistake
    in the first place.
    “What’s her name?” Robyn asked.
    “What?” Val asked, not actually hearing
    Robyn.
    “I said, what’s her name?” Robyn repeated.
    “Your girlfriend, or am I supposed to call her your
    lover?”
    “Whatever you’re the most comfortable
    with.” Valerie finally responded, surprised at her
    friend’s calm reaction. “Her name is Beth
    Moskowitz.”
    The name brought a sudden image of a tall
    dark eyed girl in Valerie’s dorm. She had been
    introduced to her when she had gone up to State
    during spring break to take a look at the school.
    “I remember her.” Robyn said. “She’s very
    pretty.”
    “Thanks.” Val answered, unsure what else
    to say. “But it’s already over between us. She wants
    someone who can be out in the open about their
    relationship. I’m not sure I’m ready for that.”
    “I’m sorry.” Robyn offered. The emotion in
    her voice showing the sympathy was genuine. “You
    want to talk about it?”

    It had been a good long time since the two
    women had really sat down and had such an intimate
    conversation. It felt good to the both of them.
    Surprisingly neither of them felt tired anymore.
    “I should apologize for that nigger remark.”
    Robyn said. “I should know better than that, but
    sometimes the prejudices you’re surrounded with are
    hard to ignore.”
    “Actually I’m pretty surprised the way you’ve
    taken this whole thing.” Valerie said. “I almost
    expected you to call me a dyke.”
    “I’m not that bad, am I?” asked Robyn.
    “I guess not.” Val smiled.
    “True, lesbianism isn’t really a subject that
    comes up a lot in my circle of friends, but I’m not
    totally ignorant.” she went on. “I know there’s a lot
    more to a woman’s interest in other women than the
    idea that she simply can’t get herself a man.”
    Actually, that little tidbit was the core of
    most of her friends thinking on the subject. Dykes,
    as they preferred to call them, were ugly girls who
    couldn’t get a man and so turned to each other.
    Inevitably, some of their late night chat
    sessions would turn to sex. Robyn had always found
    it laughable as to what was considered acceptable
    and not. It was always ok to talk about how you
    fucked your boyfriend or a new position you tried.
    In fact, she could recall a night that Betty Lieberman
    demonstrated on a banana the perfect blow-job. Yet
    there was another night that Sally Keller asked one
    of the other girls how best to masturbate and found
    herself shut out of the group. Evidently, that was
    too close to sexual contact between one girl and
    another.

    “Was Beth a one time thing or are you
    defiantly into women now? asked Robyn.
    “I don’t know.” came Valerie’s reply. “I still
    find guys attractive, but I’m also attracted to girls
    too. To be honest, I’ve been attracted to girls for a
    couple of years. This was just the first time I had the
    opportunity to do anything about it. If Beth hadn’t
    been so open in her sexuality, I’d still be thinking
    about it.”
    Robyn studied the face of her friend. The
    revelation that she had been attracted to girls for
    years sent her mind racing along a new track. It was
    almost a minute before she asked the question that
    repeated over and over in her head.

    “Were you ever attracted to me?”

    Valerie waited almost twice as long before
    answering. Just saying the words seemed to take a
    great load off of her.
    “I’ve been in love with you since I was
    14.” Valerie said
    “Why didn’t you ever say anything?” Robyn
    gushed.
    “What was I going to say?” Valerie asked.
    “Do you think you could’ve handled it?”
    “Probably not.” the long haired girl said
    after a moments reflection. “I’m not really sure how
    I’m handling it right now.”
    “Do you want to let this drop and turn in?”
    Valerie asked as she looked at the clock. “It’s almost
    one – thirty.”
    “No, I’m not tired.” was Robyn’s quick
    response.

    Robyn took a long hard look at her long time
    friend. Most of their life, they had been closer than
    sisters. Had one of them been born a man, they
    would’ve undoubtedly been lovers. Now that little
    hinge of fate seemed to have been removed. If that
    was what they both wanted.

    “What’s it like?” Robyn asked. “Making love
    to another woman?”
    “I could say it was softer, gentler than being
    with a guy.” Valerie began. “But I don’t think that
    would really describe it. I really can’t put it into
    words.”
    “I didn’t think so.” Robyn smiled. “Then I
    guess you’ll just have to show me.”

    “What…?” Valerie responded in disbelief.
    “Do you know what your saying?”
    “Maybe, maybe not….” Robyn grinned. “But
    I do know I love you too. This is about the only
    thing we haven’t done together. I’ve always had a
    certain curiosity about it. That much I’m sure of.”
    Valerie was taken a little aback, unsure what
    to make of what she was saying or what to do next.
    “Besides, I’ve gone to bed with guys for a lot
    less reasons.” She laughed.
    Valerie knew that much was certainly true.

    Robyn leaned over and kissed Valerie. It
    wasn’t the first kiss they had ever shared. There had
    always been the hello and good-bye as well as the
    holiday kisses. In addition, they had once practiced
    kissing one night back when they were 15 and
    they were just beginning to date guys. Robyn’s first
    french kiss had been with Valerie. But all of those
    had been mechanical. Technically correct but
    lacking the feeling that you put into kissing a lover.
    This kiss had that feeling.
    A second kiss followed and this time Valerie
    opened her mouth as she felt the soft pressure of her
    friend’s tongue against it. Many nights over the years
    she had dreamed of this moment. More than a few
    times she had been in bed with Beth and she had
    imagined it had been Robyn instead. Now the
    unexpected reality of it all as their tongues met was
    enough for a sudden moisture to appear between her
    legs, and any sense of caution to be tossed to the
    wind.
    The night sky suddenly erupted with the
    most violent thunderflash yet, one so close that the
    boom of its fury followed before the light faded. The
    windows shook as the sky opened up once more.
    “Wow, that was some kiss!” Robyn
    exclaimed. “I can’t wait to see what the rest is like.”
    Valerie merely grinned back, feeling a
    pleasing warmth filling her soul.

    Now it was Valerie’s turn to initiate a kiss.
    As she pressed against the softness of her friend’s
    lips, she reached up and caressed her breasts through
    the blue nightshirt. Her hand closed and cupped one
    breast, sending a soft sigh from Robyn’s lips.
    “Let me take this off.” Robyn said as she
    grabbed the bottoms of her shirt and pulled it over
    her head.
    Gazing with admiration as Robyn’s pert
    breasts bounced free, Valerie found it funny that
    even though she was the one with all the experience
    in this sort of thing, it was her neophyte lover who
    seemed the more aggressive. It was like the old
    saying that there was no one more passionate than a
    virgin who had decided to give up her virginity.
    “Now your turn.” Robyn said as she tossed
    her nightshirt aside and gave a little tug on Valerie’s.
    Robyn’s eyes widened as the red shirt lifted
    and she looked down at Val’s much more ample
    bust. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how many
    times she had seen her girlfriend naked over
    the years, between sleepovers, school showers and
    such. This time it was different. It was the first time
    she looked at her body with a sexual lust. The girl
    wondered if the warm flush she felt was the same
    thing a guy felt when he first saw those melon sized
    mounds.
    Unable to restrain herself any longer, Robyn
    immediately reached out and ran her hands across
    Val’s breasts, rubbing her fingers against her wide
    dark aureoles. It sent an even more powerful rush
    through her body. She couldn’t believe how warm
    her skin felt to the touch. It was as if she were
    running a fever.
    Valerie was indeed consumed with a fever, a
    heat that had simmered over the years. She reached
    over and cupped Robyn’s breasts, lowering her head
    at the same time. Passionately, she began to cover
    them with kisses before taking one of the nipples
    into her mouth. Her tongue played with the hard
    little tip, sending little shivers of delight through
    the smaller girl.
    “Oh that feels nice.” Robyn gushed as Val
    moved to her other breast, at the same time still
    caressing the first breast with her hand.
    Valerie’s touch was so unlike that of Brian,
    her most recent lover. In fact she couldn’t compare it
    to any of the men she’d been with. She only knew that
    it felt great.
    Valerie continued to suckle at Robyn’s
    breasts as she reached down and rubbed her fingers
    against the long haired girl’s wet panties. Robyn
    responded by pushing down her panties, giving
    her friend greater access to her pussy.
    Her response to the invitation was first one
    finger, then a second, deep inside Robyn’s love
    canal. It wasn’t long before her ministrations
    brought forth a wet, sweet response that covered
    her fingers.
    Robyn now tried to duplicate Valerie’s skill
    with her tongue as she lifted one large breast to her
    lips. Of course she didn’t have Val’s skill, but she
    had tried this on a boy or two. At least those who
    didn’t freak at the idea. For some reason, guys
    seemed to associate having their nipples licked
    or someone playing with their ass with homosexual
    acts, even if it was done by a girl.
    Still, she put everything she had into it as
    Valerie gave her a reassuring moan. Valerie’s
    fingers continued to slide in and out of her as she
    moved to Val’s left breast.
    After giving Robyn the time she needed to
    satisfy her mammary urges, Valerie guided her to the
    floor in front of the fire and spread her legs. Robyn
    knew what was coming next and smiled at her new
    lover in anticipation.
    The skillful tongue that had so caressed her
    breasts now began it’s work on her sexuality. Robyn
    let out a loud cry of pleasure as she felt the slick
    appendage slide in and out of her. She reached down
    and put her hands on the back of Valerie’s head,
    guiding her to her most sensitive spots.
    The clock on the wall ticked away as wave
    upon wave of delight spread out across her body.
    She closed her eyes and let herself become lost in the
    ecstasy. The soft cries that escaped her lips every
    now and then brought an increased desire to Valerie.
    Tonight was a hundred nights dreams become
    reality. The honey dew that covered her tongue was
    like nectar of the gods. She scooped it into her
    mouth eagerly.
    “I’ve got to try this!” Robyn exclaimed as
    she shifted her body until Valerie and her were in a
    sixty-nine position.
    The scent of Valerie’s womanhood filled
    Robyn nostrils, making her slightly lightheaded. She
    parted her friend’s lips with her fingers and reached
    out for her first taste of another woman.
    It was, she decided, tantalizingly tangy.
    Closing her eyes, she relished the sensation, even as
    she reached out for more. More that Valerie was all
    too willing to give.
    The larger girl pressed her now pulsating
    mound deeper into her lover’s face, even as she
    mashed her own mouth into Robyn’s virgin pussy.
    She was driven by the idea that this would be her
    friend’s first orgasm by another woman. A woman
    who had loved her for so long and had dreamed of
    this night.
    It soon became a game of dueling tongues as
    each tried to outdo the other. Valerie obviously had
    the experience, but Robyn was driven by an
    enthusiasm that just wouldn’t quit.
    They rolled back and forth, their heads
    buried between each others legs. Nothing else
    mattered except the climax that each was driving the
    other to.
    A thin film of sweat covered both girls as
    their hearts began to race. Never had either of them
    had ever felt so excited. Valerie felt that she should
    be crying out how much she loved Robyn, but she
    couldn’t bear to tear herself away from the
    luscious banquet she was feasting on, even for a
    moment.
    Robyn, on the other hand, couldn’t help but
    let out moan after moan as her lover’s skillful tongue
    reached up and into the core of her sexuality. No
    guy had ever brought her to such an ecstatic state.
    Fast as the waves of passion were now ripping
    through her supple form, she knew she was on the
    verge of a memorable climax.
    So powerful were the ripples causing her
    flesh to quiver and quake, she was having a hard
    time trying to keep up with Valerie. She just
    couldn’t concentrate on what she was doing.
    Finally, she just gave up and surrendered to the fire
    of Val’s desire.
    Valerie felt the absence of her lover’s tongue
    but she didn’t mind it a bit. She was overjoyed to
    have had her try as hard as she did, it was more than
    she could’ve imagined. She slid a free hand down
    between her own legs and began massaging her
    saturated mound, taking up where Robyn left off.
    She was determined that they climax together, even
    if she had to bring the both of them off herself.
    It didn’t take long at all. It was almost
    impossible to tell which of them exploded first.
    Valerie felt Robyn’s body stiffen in her arms, then a
    loud gasp filled her lips. A second later, she felt her
    own body erupt as well.
    At that moment, as if a sign from the heavens
    that they had fulfilled their destiny, the night sky
    erupted in a final flash of luminance, followed
    seconds later by a roaring thunderclap. A detonation
    so powerful it caused the walls of the cabin to shake
    as well. It was the last burst of a tempest which had
    finally blown itself out.
    Like the storm, both girls had expended the
    last of their energy in that final explosive moment.
    Robyn collapsed against Valerie, resting against her
    rapidly cooling flesh. Exhausted as well, Valerie
    gently stroked Robyn’s hair. In a soft, weak,
    voice she spoke.
    “I love you, Robyn.”
    Still catching her breath, Robyn couldn’t
    summon up the strength to answer. Instead she
    leaned over and kissed Valerie’s breast. The meaning
    of the non-verbal message was all too clear.
    It was impossible for either girl to tell how
    long they just laid there. Neither was aware of
    anything but the beating of their own hearts and the
    cloud of euphoria they found themselves floating in.
    Occasionally, one would stroke or gently kiss the
    other.
    Gently, the excitement of the night, coupled
    with the cool breeze that had come up in the wake
    of the storm, lured both of them into a dream filled
    slumber. There, the image of their love was replayed
    again and again.

    Sunlight had long filled the cabin as the two
    girls slept on. Still naked, they had become entwined
    during the night. It was only when the sound of a car
    coming up the driveway filled the room that Robyn’s
    eyes slowly opened.
    She smiled as she felt the warmth of Valerie’s
    skin against her cheek. Her lover’s breasts had
    served as her pillow. The new sound of a car door
    slamming and voices outside caused her eyes to now
    rapidly open and she jerked her head upward.

    “Easy, Bobby,” said the woman’s voice from
    outside the window. “The doctor said you have to
    take it easy on that ankle.”
    “Oh shit!” Robyn reacted to Mrs. Carter’s
    voice as she began to shake her friend awake.
    “Just five more minutes.” Valerie said in
    response to her girlfriend’s shaking.
    “Val, your mothers back.” Robyn said
    softly. “And we’re naked.”
    “Oh shit!” Valerie said as she repeated
    Robyn’s reaction.
    Both girls scrambled for their nightshirts and
    quickly pulled them on. There was no time for
    anything else as they heard the front door opening.

    “Honey, we’re home.” Mae Carter called out
    as she stepped inside.
    The tall woman paused as she saw the two
    nightshirt clad girls. She was surprised to find them
    still not dressed at ten thirty.
    “Hi mom.” Valerie said.
    “Hi indeed.” Mae said. “I would’ve expected
    the two of you would’ve been up hours ago.”
    “Well we kind of stayed up pretty late last
    night.” Valerie explained. “The storm and all….”
    “And we got to talking,” Robyn cut in.
    “Catching up a little.”
    “I see.” Mae commented.
    “Hey mom,” Bobby called out from behind
    her.
    Mae turned around and saw what Bobby had
    found. There, spread out on the floor, were three
    empty bottles of wine. As well as two glasses still
    half full.
    “The storm huh.” Mae said as she gave the
    girls a hard stare.
    “Well….” Valerie replied, the ambiguity in
    her voice telling Mae that she knew they had been
    busted.
    “It’s my fault, Mrs. Carter.” Robyn
    interjected. “I opened the wine. I was a little scared
    of the storm.”
    Mae though about it for a minute. Her
    expression remained stern. Then, it slowly began to
    soften.
    “Well it was a bad storm.” She began. “And
    as long as you both understand that alcohol should
    never be used as a crutch.”
    “Yes, mother.” Valerie quickly said.
    “You don’t have to worry about that, Mrs.
    Carter.” added Robyn. “I’m positive that we’ll never
    need alcohol again to get us through the night. Not
    as long as we have each other to depend on.”
    “Good, now get some clothes on.” Mae
    smiled. “I’ve got a car full of groceries out there.
    I’ll start breakfast while you unload them.”

    Her attention already on the kitchen and the
    mess she would probably find there as well, Mae
    missed the smiles and meaningful looks the two girls
    silently exchanged. Yet even had she noticed them,
    there wasn’t a chance in the world she would ever
    guess the meaning behind them. Or ever understand
    how their relationship had changed – on a dark and
    stormy night.

    END

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