RESURRECTION: CHAPTER 4 free porn video

CHAPTER 4:

The next morning was another first. They shared a shower and much more …

In Jake’s truck on the way back to the hospital where Bobbi’s cruiser was still parked, he suddenly veered toward downtown. He asked for the best breakfast place in the town with sweet rolls for sale.

Bobbi shifted in the seat, jerking her service belt a bit to allow more movement. “Breakfast I understand, but why the sweet rolls?”

“When we walk into the hospital together, I want to be able to say I took you to breakfast and bring the rolls in for the staff. There may still be some speculation about your cruiser being in the parking lot so early, but it’s worth a try.”

“Jake Collins, I do believe you are trying to protect my reputation.” She released her seatbelt to kiss his cheek.

As they walked through the main entrance of the hospital, the receptionist was very aware. “And, where have you two … are those sweet rolls from Carol’s Café? You are the most thoughtful man!”

Bobbi leaned into him and mumbled towards him, “Your gambit seems to have worked on her … for the moment, anyway.”

After being relieved of the bag of sweet rolls, they push through the double doors into the corridor of patient rooms and encountered Sheriff Frank Orland.

“There you two are. I supposed you’re going to tell me you went for breakfast and that’s why the cruiser is sitting in the parking lot, but no Deputy Mendoza to be found.”

Jake stepped forward and put his arm around the heavy shoulders of the Sheriff. “And, it’s also the truth …”

He looked with skepticism at Jake and questioning at Bobbi. But, then he relented, “Whatever … come on, we need to talk to Annie. The State Patrol came through last night.”

He led the way into Annie’s room after knocking. The nurse was finishing up with her morning checkup. She informed Annie that the doctor would be seeing her within the hour and would answer any more question she might have. She was itching to know how her wounds were healing and when she might be able to ‘escape’.

The Sheriff stood at the end of her bed, Bobbi and Jake flanking the two sides. Frank was flipping through paper in a manila folder. “Annie, I have been on the phone with the State Patrol and Phoenix PD this morning. As you know, your husband … Tommy Tolley … filed a missing person report on you, but not until the following day. In his report, he said you left in your car and never returned. We didn’t believe that. For one thing, your car was not found anywhere in the county. For another, someone does go abusing themselves as if they were the focal point of a BDSM party, then bury themselves. That was only our belief before. Now, thanks to the State guys, we have our proof.”

She looked around at the faces. She smiled at them with a look of wonderful joy. “I am glad you have your legal proof, Frank. I have news, too. I am getting some of my memory back and I remember bits and pieces from that night. But, what have you got?”

“Excellent, maybe we can start piecing some of this together. Like I said, the State guys came through. They found your car. And … just as Jake predicted … they found it at one of those large fuel stations for trucks and cars on the west side of Flagstaff on Interstate 40 at the exit for the I-40 business route. It was parked on the side of the restaurant. I’m sure they thought it could sit there for a long time, but an employee who takes too many smoke breaks happened to notice that it never moved. When the alert came out, he called the State Patrol. One of the security cameras was pointed right at the vehicle.” He fumbled with a page in his folder, “This is a capture from the security video. Annie, I want you to tell me if this person is anyone you know. It’s not the clearest picture, but I hope it is good enough.”

He passed it to Bobbi who handed it to Annie. The picture showed a man getting out of the car, one foot still inside, his hand on the top of the door. She oriented it properly and gasped, “That rotten, dirty, scum bag!” Bobbi sat on the side of the bed and touched her arm and encouraged her to just identify the person for everyone to hear. “Sorry. That’s my loving husband, Tommy Tolley. The miserable bastard!”

“Okay, good. Now, here’s another one. It shows Tolley moving to a man standing in an open pickup door. Can you identify anything in this picture for us?”

This one was passed along to her and her eyes immediately indicated recognition. “Yes, that’s Andy Carson. He’s kind of like the Alpha of the group. That’s his pickup truck, a red Ford F150, maybe three years old. He often had someone bring d**gs to the parties. I never took any, promise. I knew I was in enough trouble without getting strung out and agreeing to do something I wouldn’t ordinarily want to do.”

“Okay, Annie. This is all great. Now, can you tell me if you can remember anything about that night now. Did you see that pickup truck at the party? Do you remember which car Tolley drove over there? Anything like that?”

“My memory is coming, but it is still patchy. I am catching up with bits and pieces, but … let me think … I am sure he took my car. He got into an accident a few weeks ago. It still runs but is dented pretty bad on the front driver’s side. The headlight on that side is broken so he doesn’t like to drive it at night. And … I think … yes, we did! I remember looking up as Tommy get me out of the car. I was disoriented and couldn’t figure out why I was getting out of the car in my baby doll negligee. But, yes … we were parked right behind that pickup. I remember … I stumbled … high heels? … I was wearing high heels for some reason …but Tommy stumbled when I did and I caught myself on the back of the truck.”

“Good, Annie. This really helps. Everything is still just circumstantial, but … well, now we know where to press. We just need to decide how without scaring them quiet.” Frank looked around the room and returned his attention to Annie. “Annie, there is something else. Even though there was no actual death involved, the case is being handled as though there was for obvious reasons. The Arizona Criminal Investigations Division is taking an active role since the case started here but includes Phoenix and evidence in Flagstaff, your car. The doctor is going to release you today, but given the evidence we have to date, the feeling among all agencies is that you should remain protected somewhere. There is a real chance that when they realize you aren’t dead, that you may be in danger. They casually got rid of your body once, we don’t want to give them another chance.”

Annie looked at Bobbi, then at Jake, before responding to Frank, “You really think that could be real?”

“Let’s consider it a conservative precaution. The question is where. We could consider a motel somewhere in the county.”

Jake was shaking his head. “If this concern is at all real, won’t they be thinking the same thing. There aren’t that many options around here. Taking her to one of the larger cities increases the potential of her being seen and recognized. Her picture will be on the TV all over the state once it is discovered that she survived.”

The Sheriff ran his hand through his hair. “Listen, Jake, you’ve done pretty well with this so far, if you have another idea, let’s hear it.”

Jake looked over at Bobbi, then at Annie, but he didn’t say anything. He looked back at Bobbi and it was as if something was holding him back.

Bobbi looked at Annie, but was talking to the group, “She should go to Jake’s place. Let’s face it, he lives in the ‘nowhere’, literally. No phone, no electricity, no address. I’ll volunteer to stay with her. My radio could be our communication, if necessary.”

Jake turned and went to the window. He wasn’t sure what to make of this. True, he and Bobbi had talked about it, but … was this too fast? Shouldn’t Annie have time to get her feet under her? Before he could control all his conflicting thoughts, though, he heard Annie’s voice.

“That sounds perfect to me.”

Jake turned around sharply, glared at Bobbi, then caught himself and softened his look. Turning to Annie, “Maybe not.”

Frank turned to the door and called out to them, “Work it out and let me know.”

After the Sheriff was out of the room, Bobbi glared at Jake and she didn’t soften it afterward. She turned to Annie, “Excuse us for a minute, Annie, Jake and I need to talk.”

She charged to the door and held it open, waiting for him to follow. Jake gave Annie an embarrassed smile and followed. In the hallway, Bobbi took him to the end of the hall, each facing to a side and 30 feet from Annie’s room. She stood before him, her hands in fists on her hips at the top of her service belt. She closed the gap between them, poked her index finger into his chest and demanded, “What the hell was that? ‘Maybe not’? What happened to last night? We talked about just this thing; we were in agreement. Open and honest, remember? What’s going on, Jake? Are you having doubts about last night? About us, too?”

He took her finger, kissed it, and put it to her side. “Last night was me, Bobbi. Honest, that was me. Everything that happened, that I said, were honest and my open feelings. I am not doubting anything about us. But …”

She softened now seeing the feelings brimming in his eyes, his face. “Okay … sorry, but what, Jake?”

He placed his hands on her shoulders and pulled her into him. He kissed her neck and hugged her and breathed into her neck, “My feelings for you are intense and real.” He put her at arm’s length to look deeply into her face and eyes, “We agreed our feelings were crazy, we admitted it to ourselves and each other, and even so we wanted to jump into the deep end, believing that together we would be good.” He took a deep breath, “Now the ‘but’ … but, Annie … she’s been through so much. She’s just now coming out of trauma, physical abuse, sexual abuse, concussion, short-term memory issues … I was just thinking she might need more time.”

She hugged him back. “I’m sorry, Jake. Maybe I over reacted. But, she’s an adult, she can make her decision, like we did.”

“Maybe she needs time to get her feet under her, regain her balance in life. I don’t know … I don’t know … what we were talking about last night would be beautiful and that is still true. Listen, all I am worried about is Annie thinking someday that she was manipulated while in a vulnerable condition. I’m just worried …”

“Shouldn’t I have a say in this discussion?” Neither of them had a view of Annie’s door. They turned to the voice and found Annie in her hospital gown standing 10 feet from them.

So they talked about it. They led her back to her room, but she said she had enough of the bed. She took one of the chairs and Jake sat on the bed while they talked. They didn’t explicitly talk about the details of their discussion of the previous night, or their decision to move ahead with a relationship, or their hopes that she would join them. But, they did talk about her health and what she wanted and why she expressed a desire to go to Jakes home in the wilderness.

“You two are the only people I have. I appreciate everything the hospital staff has done, what the Sheriff has done, but you two … Jake, you saved my life. Hell, you may have brought me back to life. And you didn’t desert me. You continued to care and watch over me. Bobbi, you were the one I woke up to. And you were always there. You both talked to me, shared your stories with me and got me to open up to you, each of you separately and together.” She was wringing her hands and abruptly stopped and put them into her lap. She gave them a shy smile, “I know more about you both from these few days than I probably knew about my husband. I mean really knew, what made him who he was kind of things.” There was a silence in the room. She got up from the chair to sit next to Jake. She put an arm out to Bobbi who joined them on the edge of the bed. “I trust you two.” She looked up into Jakes eyes, “It’s your home, Jake. If you don’t want the problems or the inconvenience or the intrusion of this, I will understand.” She giggled, “Disappointed, but I’ll understand.”

They all laughed. At the same time, Jake’s hand slipped accidently into the open back of the hospital gown and he felt bare skin.

Jake stood, “Okay, I guess that’s settled. First things first, though. I think Bobbi needs to make a shopping trip for you. I think a couple pair of jeans, T-shirts, etc. for now. We can stop and get you fitted for shoes on the way. We also need to confirm this with Frank. I want to suggest a course of action. I think we need to rattle their cages and see what happens.”

Bobbi left for the quick shopping trip and returned an hour later with the clothes to start Annie with until it was safe to return home. Bobbi used her shoulder radio to call the Sheriff and he arrived in another 30 minutes. He found the trio in the small cafeteria, which was really just a collection of vending machines with a refrigerator and microwave and a few tables and s**ttered chairs.

Frank saw no issue with the arrangement of having Annie at Jake’s with Bobbi as an onsite protection. He was intrigued with the idea of shaking up some reaction.

“Okay, Jake, you’ve been spot on so far. What are you thinking?”

Jake wanted to have Annie call her husband and give him only a few basics, but essentially bitch him out, a lot of emotion, vague accusations, etc. A call from Annie out of the blue when he and the others believed she was dead was bound to rattle them. He went on to suggest getting a trace on his phone, not a bug or listening on the call, but a trace of who he would call after. That would lead them to perhaps the primary other suspects, maybe the one behind her being buried. Everyone agreed that Tommy Tolley was not up to directing all of this and was likely to being duped into it and it all went bad, with panic reactions following. Tommy was the one to rattle and then follow the trail of phone calls, one to the other, possibly identifying all the suspects in a string of calls. It was still circumstantial and real evidence would be needed, but that might come.

Frank was nervous. They couldn’t keep her survival a secret forever, but announcing it could lead them down to them. It wasn’t reasonable to expect people not to talk. The hospital staff alone has seen her and would have information.

Jake thought about that, “Then we use that. We use people’s natural instinct to share information. But … we also use people’s intrigue of being included in something bigger, mysterious, and exciting. We’ll set them up to be actors for a play. Each with a script of what to say when an unknown inquiry comes in about Annie. Very controlled. Any deeper queries will be referred to you, Frank. Imagine it, these people will be tickled pink to be included in protecting Annie. It’ll be the most excitement they’ve had in a long time. We tell them that at the end, I will throw a party and we’ll all have a great laugh and share stories. They’ll eat it up.”

Frank just looked at him. But, then, so were Bobbi and Annie. But, it was Frank, “Where do you come up with this stuff? Never mind. Let me tell you something, Jake. I did my due-diligence on you. You were pretty big shit, excuse me ladies, back in Dallas. Three tours in war zones, decorated, a hot shot in a big marketing firm … No offense, but I needed to know who I was putting my trust in. You have a hell of a mind. When this is all over, I want to talk to you about a volunteer-deputy role.” He reached out and shook Jake’s hand. Bobbi and Annie silently watched, but their faces showed a pride that might otherwise seem strange for such new relationships.

Frank was thinking and the rest waited. Then, “I like it. I’m going to run it by the State guys. The Criminal Investigations Division, CID, are crack investigators in the State. I want to see if we can get the traces and a reaction on stirring up the pot. It shouldn’t take long.” He looked at Annie and gave her a big smile. “I have to tell you, young lady, it sure makes me feel good to see you dressed and excited. The way you looked that first day when Jake brought you in …”

Jake redirected the attention that might come back to him, “Well, somebody needs some shoes. And, maybe something to eat away from the hospital? If we’re back in an hour, hour and a half?” It was agreed that it would be perfect.

Over their meal, amid looks and stares from patrons, Jake fielded questions about his home. All anybody knew was that it was primitive. He recounted that it wasn’t quite as primitive as it might sound to be without electrical and water lines and phone service. He had generators and pump access to good ground water. He had remodeled the place. But, yes, it was gas cooking, generators for everything requiring electricity so he didn’t use it more than necessary. He talked about the horses, cattle, hogs, few chickens and the dogs. He was always busy and he like that. The place served its purpose of giving him time. Bobbi had grown up on a similar setup, but with the necessary conveniences. Annie was a townie, not familiar at all with that life. But, Annie was bubbling with energy, being out of the hospital, starting something new.

Back at the hospital, they found Frank again using the doctor’s office. He reported that everything was ready. The CID would be able to trace the calls through the phone companies and Phoenix PD was putting an unmarked car down the street from the house in case he decided to drive rather than use the phone. The CID had a line set up for their use that could be recorded. The call would look like it was coming from the Phoenix area. They rehearsed Annie, but she had little difficulty getting in the mood for the call. The idea was to surprise and disrupt Tommy’s comfort.

She dialed Tommy’s cell phone number. He picked up on the third ring. “Hello?”

“It’s me, Tommy.”

“Who is this?”

“You don’t recognize your own wife’s voice?”

“No … who is this? What are you trying to pull here?”

“It’s really me, Tommy.”

“It can’t be!”

“Why, Tommy? Because I was dead and buried in the wilderness?”

“What? No … I mean …”

“You bastard! You asshole! What kind of weasel are you, Tommy? Your own wife? What happened, Tommy? You let things go too far, but I thought you still loved me … what happened, how could it have gotten so messed up?”

“I … I … I don’t … no, this can’t be.”

“Well it is. I’m alive. A guy out riding his horse found me. I’ve been in a hospital all this time. How could you bury me in the wilderness, Tommy? Naked and alone, buried alive …”

“NO! It wasn’t me … I mean, it wasn’t … I … no, this can’t be …”

“Tommy, some information you might not know … they found my car and the State is doing forensic analysis on it. I heard something about aggravated assault, attempted murder, conspiracy to commit murder, unlawful k**napping, enslavement, physical and sexual abuse. Shoot, Tommy, there might be another dozen charges by the time they are done investigating this.” The connection was cut. Frank hung up the phone and everyone looked at each other.

Frank’s cell phone buzzed and he opened it up and listened, said thank you and was all smiles. “The CID extends their congratulations of a marvelous effort of reaming him. You definitely rattled him. He almost blurted out that he wasn’t the one who buried you. They are contacting the cell provider as we speak and the Phoenix stakeout guys are alerted.” He reached out his hand and held hers. “Damn, Annie. You scared the shit out of him!”

Jake was given access to a computer and he drafted up a simple script for the staff to use in case any calls came in about Annie. Nobody was to know that she was going to be at Jake’s. The assumption was reinforced that she was discharged to a regional motel somewhere, but they hadn’t been provided that information. There was nothing about being discharged from a hospital that required them to know where the patient was going.

Jake shook hands with Frank. As they turned to leave, Frank asked Bobbi, “Are you taking your cruiser or your personal vehicle? The cruiser might draw attention.”

She looked at Jake and Jake answered, causing Frank to raise an eyebrow. “It will have a more powerful radio, if needed. And, it will have additional weapons, if needed. I’ll leave first, then Bobbi about 20 minutes later. I’ll wait for her at the turnoff into the wilderness. There is a gate with a very effective lock, so if you need to come out, radio ahead and I will meet you at the gate.”

Annie rode with Jake and they cruised over the miles not drawing any attention or interest. But Annie was chattering the entire time. He turned off the dirt road and waited on the trail that consisted of two ruts leading into the valley and his place. They waited for Bobbi to catch up and Annie continued chattering.

“What’s wrong, Annie? You are normally so talkative.”

“I’m nervous, maybe a little scared.”

“Of being out here?”

“Oh, no! No … just what I might have stirred up. What they might do.”

“Well, I suspect you did stir up their emotions, anxieties, fears. But, first, they would have to figure out where you are and I don’t think they are that smart. Second, I’ve fought off enemies who were better trained, more skilled, and more numerous. Third, don’t forget Bobbi and her training. Don’t worry, but we won’t be careless, either.” She leaned over the center console and hugged his arm.

She looked up into the mountains. Almost as an aside, “I’ve never ridden a horse before. Will you teach me?” His mind flashed to Bobbi’s comment about duplicating the ride of that first morning when he found Annie … naked and pressed into his body. He smiled. Just then he saw plums of dust rise towards them. Here comes Bobbi … That brought a smile, too.

* * * * *

The following days were quiet and peaceful. There was the sound of the generator kicking in or the water pump, but that was about it. Except for the radio that Bobbi was instructed to keep near her at all times. She was released from wearing her uniform, but Frank wanted the radio and her service belt nearby just in case. Bobbi called in at random times twice a day. All was quiet with them and the various agencies were following leads and contacts, determining their next move, and how to generate some more movement, but they were happy not to have all the details. Annie was relaxing and expressed being happier than she had been in years … maybe longer than that.

After giving the women a tour of the house on the first day, Jake announced that he would sleep in the barn, Annie could have his bedroom (king sized bed) and Bobbi the extra bedroom (queen sized bed). The two women protested, but he insisted. Again, he wanted it to move comfortably for Annie.

After a simple dinner, it got dark early, which was Jake’s quiet time. He soon announced that he was retiring and left, the dogs along with him. That night started out as Jake had intended. The two women retired early to the two rooms. Bobbi was surprised how tired she was. She was just dozing off when she heard the door to the room squeak open.

“Annie?”

“Yes. Bobbi, can I sleep with you? I’ve spent enough nights alone.”

“Of course, honey.” She held up the edge of the light cover and Annie slid in, pressing up against Bobbi. She smiled at the contact and put her arm around the other woman, hugging her into her body. They lay quietly. After several moments, Bobbi decided to offer some quiet comforting talk, but stopped before she could start, aware of the gentle, soft snore that came from the woman in her arms. She snuggled in tighter and fell into sleep herself.

After that night, Jake returned to his own bedroom. Quite relieved, too. Sleeping in hay sounded simple enough, but he itched half the morning after.

The peace of the place was hard to ignore. Annie, who had grown up in a middle size city and then moved to the mega-city of Phoenix, was in awe of the difference she was experiencing. Jake was off taking care of something somewhere and the two women were busy with the simpler chores of feeding the hogs and chickens, scouring the hay in the barn for eggs that were randomly dropped by the hens, and other such things around the house, barns, and sheds. Bobbi looked up to find Annie leaning against the open barn door, peering out across the valley and into the wilderness that made up the larger portion of the Chiricahua National Monument. Growing up in New Mexico was similar to the landscape of Arizona, but she had never experienced such quiet and peace.

Bobbi came up behind the younger woman and put her arms around her waist and let her chin rest on the shoulder. “Anything bothering you?”

Annie put her arms around the arms holding her and hugged them into her. She smiled and tilted her head into Bobbi’s. “That’s what I was realizing … nothing. I’ve just been through one of the worst experiences that maybe anyone can go through, died, buried, and been resurrected … and I feel at peace. Is this how you grew up, Bobbi?”

“Similar. We lived closer to civilization, there were more of us, and we had all the distractions of the world at our fingertips. So, I guess not … not like this. It isn’t bothering you to be so separated from the world?”

“I’m surprised, but no, I’m not. I was just thinking … it would be nice to be able to live like this. You know, after everything else …” Bobbi didn’t say anything to that, just kissed her cheek.

That night, Jake told the women that he would be leaving at first light with one of the ATV’s. He found another section of fencing that required repair before he had more cattle spread out over the wilderness. He reminded Bobbi to keep her service belt nearby and not to open the gate for anyone.

The next morning, Bobbi was up as usual with the light shining in the window. She quietly exited the bedroom she now shared with Annie, made coffee and sat on the front porch step, enjoying the quiet morning. They both were only wearing T-shirts to bed and she remained like that this morning. It didn’t quite cover her completely below but close enough, she thought with a smile. She knew Jake would never complain. It had already been three nights since they moved in to take over Jake’s quiet and peace. She looked back to the house and down the side toward the window that would be the bedroom where Annie still slept. The time here had brought peace and comfort to Annie, things that she desperately needed to move forward after the betrayal and abuse she had endured, especially at the hands of her husband. Annie was doing well … she and Jake … well, that was another matter.

In her mind, she and Jake had at least two things going on that was creating a sense of tension and anticipation. One, they had just consummated an intimate relationship they wanted to continue and to explore; two, they both had expressed similar feelings and desires for Annie and her constant presence was a constant reminder of the uncertainty surrounding those feelings.

Maybe Jake was right, maybe they just needed to give her time to come to her own recognition of feelings. But, maybe he wasn’t right. Maybe the feelings between she and Jake would become evident and that might stymie Annie’s exploration of her own interests.

Maybe … maybe … the hell with it!

She pushed herself up from the step, went inside, put her coffee cup in the sink, and went into the bedroom, taking her T-shirt off as she climbed on the top sheet. Annie was on her back, her T-shirt moved up to her navel during the night. She was softly snoring, but it became irregular as Bobbi slipped in alongside her. For a moment, Bobbi simply watched her, seeing her more closely than she had ever been able to before. She was really quite pretty. Lying here like this she looked so innocent, not the woman she knew who had experienced so much at the hands of others.

She leaned in, stretched her left arm around her and kissed her on the cheek. She stirred, but didn’t awaken. She kissed her cheek, again, her temple, her forehead, her eye. She was beginning to stir, but not quite awake, yet. She ventured a kiss to the lips, then another, this time lasting longer. She felt a hand on the back of her head, holding her in the kiss. For a moment she thought Annie might be dreaming or reliving a situation from the past, but she relaxed into the kiss when Annie responded to her.

“Ohhhhh … Bobbi, I’ve wanted to do this for so long …”

The kissed lasted longer, they parted only long enough to smile at one another before resuming kissing. Annie’s hand slip off Bobbi’s head onto her back, causing her to break the kiss to look into the eyes of the woman kissing her.

“You’re naked. You meant to …” Bobbi only nodded and moved to the side as Annie struggled to sit up. She removed her own T-shirt, fell back into the bed and pulled Bobbi with her. They kissed each other, touched each other with their hands, and followed that with using their mouths, lips, and tongues on each other. Bobbi broke the kiss and knelt up alongside Annie in the bed, the covering top sheet long since cast aside. She leaned over, kissed the other woman softly on the lips, then the chin, her throat, her collar bones, down her breast bone, then diverting to the sides to kiss and fondle each breast and nipple. Each nipple was taken into her mouth, her teeth taking hold and pulling outwardly, the nipple stretching out. All the while, she held the woman’s eyes with her own, but not entirely as Annie glanced from Bobbi’s eyes to her own nipples being held in teeth and stretched, then back into the eyes.

Bobbi kissed her way back up to devour the lips and mouth of her new lover, bring each to moan out their desire and pleasure in what they had started. Their mutual sounds brought a smile to Bobbi’s face as she moved quicker this time along the same path as before, but then slowing below the breasts. She explored with her tongue the belly button, causing Annie to wiggle under the attention. Moving further down the woman’s stomach and abdomen, they brought the sounds of her breathing catching in anxious and hopeful anticipation as kisses and tongue licked inched closer and closer to her mound and over to the edges of her pussy lips. Without any thoughtful action on her part, her legs parted and Bobbi had moved between them.

Bobbi, for her part, remembered back to the pleasure and wonder of that night with Jake and the wondrous things he had done to her that she had never before experienced. She remembered the feeling of the touches, the licks, the penetration of fingers and tongue, the lips sucked, her clit being mouthed and sucked and chewed, and the jolting sensation of his touch on her g-spot. All of these flowed back through her mind as she explored Annie’s body. The first time in her life she was exploring, viewing, inspecting a vagina that wasn’t hers, a vagina that was only inches from her face and eyes, not separated by feet and a reflection in a hand mirror. As she kissed the lips, took them between her own lips and sucked, pulling one and the other open, as she licked up the length of the slit, gently parting the lips, she found herself enthralled. She had never even thought of loving a woman like this before the events that led to this moment, but now she knew that loving this woman, physically and emotionally, was what she wanted. Any questions she might have harbored, even after the discussion with Jake, were gone forever.

Annie’s breathing had turned irregular, catching as she anticipated a new touch or sensation, then gasping breath with a new sound of moan, groan, or sigh. Her hands touched Bobbi’s head, her own body and especially her breasts and nipples. She couldn’t seem to open her legs wide enough as she continued to jerk them open only to have them slowly close around the head between her legs. She cried out as Bobbi slid a finger between her pussy lips and into her hole, sawing it in and out, then joined by a second finger. When the fingers curled up and stroked her inside at the front of her vaginal canal, she went rigid, a new and entirely electric feeling shot through her body. Time and again it happened and she cried out each time, holding her breath until another cry escaped her throat.

Bobbi could feel her tensing and her pelvis rotating, thrusting in response to the stimulation she was providing. The woman’s pussy was oozing fluid. She left the fingers inside, but moved her mouth down onto the location of her clit. With a thumb she pulled the skin aside and partially exposed the clit hood. She took it into her mouth as Jake had done to her at just this kind of moment. Between what she was doing inside the pussy and outside on the clit, Annie exploded, going rigid, her hips rising off the bed while supported by her heels and shoulders pressed into the bed.

They ended up in a 69 position that brought both of them to climax, the second for Annie. They talked, kissed, and loved the morning away. Not that they were aware of any time passage. They were comfortable exploring this new representation of life. They agreed that neither had ever considered being with a woman before. They also agreed that they would continue with each other.

They finally decided it might be time to get some other part of the day started, but Bobbi pulled Annie out of the bedroom naked. She led her out to the kitchen and was about to make some breakfast when two things happened. She noticed that it was 12:18 showing on the radio face. They laughed and shifted to thinking about lunch. Then, they both heard the sound of an ATV roaring up the mountain. Annie looked at Bobbi anxiously.

“Do you think Jake saw us?”

“The bedroom door was open and we weren’t going to hear anything. Besides, I hope so.”

“Bobbi, I’ve had the feeling that you and Jake have started something. Have you?” She simply nodded as she watched and waited. “If he saw us, won’t that be a problem?”

Bobbi smiled at her, took her into her arms, and explained. “No, it won’t. He’ll be happy. Let me explain …” And she did.

* * * CHAPTER 5 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.