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Chapter 34 Deanna arranged the last of tomorrow's tasks in order of importance on her desk. Picking up her purse and keys she made her way out of the offices. Locking the office doors and the lobby ones as well, she continued on up to her apartment. Once inside she went about straightening things in the living room, starting the dishwasher, changing the sheets on the bed, putting out some fresh towels in the bathroom before freshening herself up a bit. Deanna had to admit she really did like the charcoal skirt suit with her hair up. She toyed with the idea of wearing her hair up in different ways. Ann was correct in guessing she was feeling defensive when she had put it up originally. But now Deanna thought it might be a look she would try more often. Deanna thought that Kelly should have stopped down by now. She guessed Kelly must be doing the same things at her apartment. Deanna decided to go ahead and stop by Kelly's to spend some time with her before Bridget came over tomorrow. So grabbing her purse, she headed out the door in her black and white heels, a pair of her favorites. Two soft knocks and a long minute later Kelly answered the door. She still wore the soft red sweater dress from earlier, but her eyes were puffy and her makeup smeared obviously from crying. Deanna immediately became concerned. "What's wrong?" Deanna asked abruptly. Kelly gave her a weak smile. "Nothing I am just being stupid." Kelly motioned for Deanna to come in while dabbing at her eyes with a tissue. She closed the door once Deanna was inside, turning around to face her. "You want to talk about it honey?" Deanna asked gently. "Sure, but I want a hug first," Kelly stated opening her arms weakly to Deanna. Deanna wasted no time in embracing Kelly in a large hug. Kelly returned her hug and just enjoyed holding her. "You can have all the hugs you want sweetie," Deanna told her. "Thank you, honey," Kelly replied. Deanna felt a little relief, for when she had first seen Kelly crying, a small bit of her feared their relationship would be at an end. Deanna had both her arms around Kelly's shoulders, holding her close to her chest. She rubbed one arm up and down Kelly's back, trying to comfort her. Kelly had one arm around Deanna waist and one up her back, leaning her head against Deanna shoulder. The smell of her perfume and the warmth of her close body did bring her some consolation. They held each other for a minute or two as Kelly took some deep breaths. Kelly broke their embrace first. "Let me fix my face and I will tell you about it. I must look a mess." "Sweetie you are still beautiful to me," Deanna replied giving Kelly a soft kiss on the lips. "So are you, baby," Kelly said returning Deanna's kiss. "Can you pour us some coffee while I fix my face? There is a fresh pot I just made on the counter," Kelly continued, squeezing Deanna's hand. Deanna squeezed Kelly's hand back. "Take all the time you need I will wait for you." Kelly made her way to the bathroom as Deanna searched the cabinets for the cups. Once in the bathroom Kelly washed her face with a cold washcloth and some makeup remover. Taking off most of her makeup, but leaving her face feeling refreshed. Once she was finished she patted her face dry with a towel and made her way back out to Deanna. Who had poured two cups of coffee and placed them on the living room table with some cream and sugar. Kelly and Deanna both took a seat on the couch, each sipping a bit of their coffee. "Ok now tell me what has you so upset," Deanna prodded. Kelly let out a deep sigh. "It's stupid really, I know it is, but I can't help it. I just came home and Brian wasn't here to take out the garbage, then I had to put his toothbrush back and his towel. When I went into the bedroom all his clothes were sitting in the closet and I remembered the last time he was in there, was the last time we were together. Then looking around the house it just felt empty, it was like he and I were split apart, going in different directions. I know that's not true, but I cant help how I felt, suddenly I just missed him so much and I couldn't just go over to him." Kelly teared up a bit at the end of her statement. Deanna set her coffee down and took Kelly's hand in hers. "It's not stupid to miss the one you love. I know it has only been a couple of days, but both of you have had some dramatic changes in your lives," Deanna consoled. Kelly smiled weakly. "I know but some of those changes have made both of us very happy." "I am glad they have, but you haven't had a chance to share those joys with each other. So naturally you feel like something is missing," Deanna replied smiling warmly. "Now that I hear you say it. You are exactly right. I don't feel like I have gotten to share in Bridget's changes really at all. She seems to keep changing every time I see her, I feel like I am losing someone I knew for someone I don't. Silly I know, but there it is," Kelly said aloud. "I haven't really have a chance to share you-" Kelly stopped mid sentence. She laughed a little. "What?" Deanna asked slightly amused. "I was going to say I haven't had a chance to share you with her either. But I don't have the faintest idea how to do that. I won't even know how to act when we are all three together," Kelly said a little wide eyed and amused. "Well how would it make you feel if all three of us were sitting together right now?" Deanna inquired sharing in her amusement. "I would feel like the girl who brought home her girlfriend to meet her parents for the first time. Nervous, excited and not really sure what to do with myself," Kelly replied. Kelly and Deanna both shared a laugh at that, but Kelly's comments made Deanna think about her and Ann's earlier conversation. "Well let's start with what you would introduce me as? Am I your girlfriend, your lover or am would I just be Deanna?" she inquired a bit more seriously. Kelly paused at her question, thinking about what she would say. "Honestly Deanna, I don't know. Bridget said she didn't mind me sleeping with you, but I don't know how she would feel about me making you my girlfriend," Kelly replied in all seriousness. "To tell you the truth Ann asked me almost the same thing earlier in a round about way and I really didn't know what to tell her either," Deanna replied. "So Ann knows about us," Kelly stated slightly relieved. "Yes, I had to tell her, it came out during our discussion of what to do about Bridget. Besides Ann knew about my sexual orientation before and she still hired me, so I felt I owed it to her to be honest. She was very understanding about both situations actually," Deanna explained. "Well that's a relief, I felt kind of weird around her earlier and I didn't know what to say to her," Kelly added. She and Deanna sat quietly for a moment lost in their own thoughts. Kelly thought about what Deanna meant to her, and what she wanted. She remembered Bridget telling her that she wanted Kelly to be truly happy. Kelly thought in the last few days Deanna had made her very happy. She didn't replace Bridget but she did add something wonderful to her life. Kelly took a deep breath and exhaled determinedly. Sitting down her coffee and placing her other had on Deanna's; Kelly looked into her beautiful hazel eyes. "Deanna, I will have to talk to Bridget, but if she is ok with it. Would you be my girlfriend?" Kelly asked confidently. "I would love to be your girlfriend," Deanna replied kissing Kelly gently. They continued to exchange a few kisses, with Deanna caressing one side of Kelly's face, stroking her arm and shoulder with her other hand. Kelly was steadying herself with one hand on Deanna's waist and the other gently playing with her hose covered leg. The kissing became more passionate with Kelly's hand drifting up Deanna's leg pushing up her skirt and Deanna's hand falling down to caress her breast. Suddenly Kelly broke away and stood up. "We have to go to your apartment," she said panting. "We can do that, but why?" Deanna asked panting as well. "Because we are going to have sex," Kelly said while pulling Deanna to the door. "If things were reversed and Bridget had a boyfriend, I wouldn't want them having sex in my bed without asking me first, I would feel hurt," Kelly said grabbing her purse and keys. "Say no more I understand, it's you and Bridget's personal space. She would have to invite me to her bed so to speak," Deanna replied making her way out the door. "Exactly," Kelly confirmed locking her door. Deanna and Kelly practically scampered down the hall to her apartment. Once inside Deanna pinned Kelly up against the closed door. Their mouths invaded each others in an array of kisses. Deanna held Kelly's breasts as she pressed her own against them. All the while Kelly had both her hands full of Deanna's firm ass. They parted, leaving a trail of strewn clothing in their wake to the bedroom. First heels, then dresses, skirts and jackets, next hose and stockings, two bras, with finally two panties at the foot of the bed. Naked and clearly enjoying each other they made it under the covers for another night of passionate love making. Chapter 35. The alarm woke me early and to the wonders of pink bliss. My covers were warm and snuggly, I regretted having to leave them, until I remembered it was Saturday. I immediately got butterflies in my stomach at the thought of spending some time with Kelly today. So I got up and was making my bed when a knock came at the door. It was Lidia with a large bag in her hands. She wore the white blouse, tan shorts, canvas shoes and ankle socks from what seemed so many days ago. "I see you're awake already. Are we a bit excited today?" Lidia asked teasingly "Definitely," I replied smiling. "Well try to contain your enthusiasm lover girl, we have lots of work to do before you are ready," Lidia stated smiling herself. "First go ahead and grab a pink bra and matching panties. Then we will head down to get you showered and shaved for the day. As early as it is today, no one should be down there, so you can take your time." I did as Lidia instructed and retrieved the items, not forgetting to take off my nightie and put on my robe. We made our way down to the shower room, sure enough it was empty and into the large shower stall I went. Lidia had brought the large bag and was pulling things out of it now. Razors, shampoo, shaving gel and body wash were handed to me. "Now shave your arms, legs, underarms and chest. Make sure to get it all and don't cut yourself, especially on your arms and legs," Lidia instructed me, closing the door. So I went through the routine of handing my clothes back over the shower door to Lidia, then I turned on the warm water and wet myself down. Lathering up next, I took out a razor and started with my legs. I took my time and gently swept the short hairs off my legs in long stretches, being extra careful around the backs of my knees and my ankles. My arms followed with extra care given to my wrists and elbows. The underarms were relatively easy with my chest and stomach taking the most time. Thankfully I hadn't managed to nick myself anywhere. That may very well have been a first ever. Moving along to my cr?me scented shampoo and then onto to strawberry smelling body wash. I made sure to cover every inch of my body I could reach. Rinsing everything off, I felt smooth and refreshed. Lidia danged some strawberry scented lotion over the door. "Put that all over and make sure to rub it in really well," she whispered through the door. So I went about doing as she instructed and it was really time consuming trying to rub it all in. Then she handed me my new clothes over the door along with my breasts hidden inside. I put the pink bra and panties on, dropping my breasts in the cups and adjusting them. I momentarily wondered how it would feel to actually have real breasts. Would I even care after a couple weeks? I didn't spend time caring about my penis and I got a lot of pleasure from it at times. I decided to leave those thoughts for another time and wrapped my robe around me. Gathering up my things I opened the door handing the stuff back to Lidia. She placed them all back in the large bag and we headed back to my room. Once inside Lidia put the large bag on the makeup stand. She pulled out some fingernail polish remover with some bottles of white and clear nail polish as well. Setting them on the makeup desk she reached back in the bag, producing a few white cotton balls. She indicated for me to sit in the desk chair, while she took a seat on the bed. "Give me your feet. You are going to owe me for this. I would let you do it but you might mess up your nails with the remover. So we aren't taking any chances," Lidia said taking my feet into her lap. She proceeded to none to gently clean the bronze nail polish off my toes. "Thank you Lidia," I said trying to hold my robe closed and smiling at her. "Your welcome girl, I know how important it is for you to look nice for your love. Besides the bronze color wouldn't go with your pink outfit and it would really stand out in the white one your wearing tomorrow. So we have to fix that," Lidia said moving on to the next foot. "If I had thought of it last night we could have asked Cheryl to fix them this morning, but I didn't so we are going to cheat. Once I get this off I am going to put a nice white line just on the tip of your nails. Then I am going to cover them with a clear coat. At a distance and through your hose, it will look like your toenails match your fingernails. No one will know the difference if you do it right," Lidia explained, finishing my last toenail and patting them dry. "Lidia have I told you lately you are awesome?" I said with a genuine smile. "No Ms Bridget, you have not. Feel free to tell me many times from now on," she replied cracking a smile. "Your like, totally awesome and stuff!" I replied. She laughed hard for a few seconds. "Ok shut up, or you're going to make me mess this up," she said still chuckling. "We will see how awesome I am, when you have to put on the three coats it takes to cover my toenails in return for this," she added carefully painting the white lines on the tips of my toes. "Oh three coats, really?" I asked smiling in surprise. "Oh yeah and if you mess them up you will have to start over," she replied smiling and finishing on my last toe. I had to stay put in the chair while my toes dried. Lidia went around the room getting my wig out and the pink chiffon dress, laying the wig on the bed and hanging the dress on the closet hook. She got the pink garter belt and nude stockings out laying them on the bed as well. Finally she got the pink strappy heels out, setting them next to the foot of the bed. When she was satisfied they were dry, she put the first clear coat on. The second coat followed the first once it was dry. While we were waiting she showed me how to fasten the garter belt tabs onto the stockings. She had me stand up and put the garter belt around my waist. "I am going back to my room to get a few more things, while I am gone drop your panties and put your stockings on like I showed you. Be very careful not to put a run in them. When you are done put you panties back on over your stockings and garter belt. Then put on your pretty dress and I should be back by then," Lidia said heading out the door. Once she left, I set about doing just what she had said. I grabbed the nude stockings and sat down on the bed carefully rolling each stocking up my leg. Happy with how they fit, I pulled down my panties and tenderly fastened each garter, adjusting the length to make sure they held the stockings up as high as they could. Finishing I pulled my panties back up over the garters and belt. It felt a little odd, but I thought I could live with it. Next came the dress, I gently slipped into it. The feeling was wonderful so soft and light. The lace started at my shoulders making intricate patterns around the neck, flowing down over my breasts, under the arms, and across my stomach. The interwoven pattern was thickest around the breast, covering any sight of my bra, front or back. Everywhere else though it was loosely woven in with the sheer fabric, leaving peeks of my bare skin underneath. The arms had no lace and were completely sheer, much like the other dresses except with a band of lace just around the frilly cuff. The form fitting waist was slightly dropped to show my hips, but I didn't have any being a male. However giving the illusion that I did were tiered layers of chiffon and lace, set in wide bands across the skirt that ended just over mid thigh. I carefully smoothed the back of my soft skirt as I sat down, placing the strappy four inch heels on my feet. A small strap met over the bridge of the toes and foot, fanning out into three straps on the sides connecting to the sole of the shoe. A single strap around the ankle was attached to the sole by a strap on each side, running from the back of the ankle strap down to the arch of the shoe. The effect looked as if the shoe cradled the heel and the toes of the wearer. Not really appearing as much support, but it did stay on well. I was walking around a bit trying to get used to the higher heel when Lidia came back in. She was carrying a white towel and some makeup. "Good your half ready," she said placing the items on the makeup desk with the other stuff. "How does it fit?" she asked. "Ok I can feel the garters but it just feels a little odd, nothing I can't bear," I replied. "Good, pull up your skirt and let me see your garters," she instructed. I complied, trying to keep my panty encased penis covered, which was near to impossible. She didn't pay any attention, just went on checking the garters and re adjusting them to be tighter in the back. "Ok you are all good now, you can drop your skirt. Although we may have a problem, your um, thingy isn't tucked in as well as it is in panty hose. Maybe I can get you a smaller panty that would be tighter for tomorrow," Lidia pondered. "Actually I have a gaff back at the apartment, it's meant for keeping um things tucked away. I can wear it under my panties, so no one should notice," I replied. "Ok well I will get one anyway, just in case it isn't enough. In the meanwhile come over her and sit down," she said indicating the desk chair. So I did, being mindful of smoothing my skirt under me before I sat down. Yeah tomorrow was going to suck. About that time Lidia picked up the towel, draping it over my breasts and shoulders, pinning it together in the back. "Ok now you can put your makeup on without getting any on your pretty dress. Oh and I brought you some different makeup to go with you outfit. Some eye shadow, blush, lipstick and some lip gloss," she said cheerily. I retrieved my makeup and set it out on the desk. The base consisted of foundation spread evenly across my face. Small dabs of concealer delicately tapped under my eyes. I then set it with my powder, blending it in on the edges. I took out the eyeliner, making a thicker line on the upper lid than the lower one and extending it out at the edge of my eye. Opening up the eye shadow Lidia had brought, showed me just a pink and taupe shadow. I spread the pink above my eyelid and below my eyebrow, rounding it down the side of my eye. Next the taupe went over my eyelid and extended out following the eyeliner. The result was my eyes appeared larger even though they were not. Several strokes of mascara on the upper and lower eyelashes added the final pop to my eyes. I thinned my face by lightly applying Lidia's coral blush just below my check bones. Too much and my face would look gaunt or sickly, but barley a hint would fool the eye into thinking it was thinner. Lastly I used the pink lipstick, it wasn't bright, more toned down, but pink none the less. "Good job, save the lip gloss for after you're all done," Lidia commented removing the towel and handing me my wig. "Ok," I replied getting the brush out of the drawer. I brushed out the few tangles that always found there way in there no matter how careful I was. Setting it on my head, I secured the netting strap in the back for a comfortable fit. Brushing it around till it was straight and set properly with the bangs lying to one side. Lidia watched me with a large smile on her face. "Alright girl, stop primping. Lightly smooth the lip gloss just over the middle of your upper and lower lip, maybe an inch wide at the most. It will give your lips the illusion of being fuller or pouty if you're lucky," Lidia told me. I followed her instructions and I did like the fuller lip it made me appear to have. I could see lip gloss being added to my make up from time to time. Lidia approved of the look as well, giving me the thumbs up and a sly wink. "Not something to wear everyday, but good for when you're going out at night trying to attract some poor boys attention," Lidia said teasing me. "That's quite alright, I will pass on the boys thank you very much," I chortled, putting the powder, lipstick and gloss in my black clutch. "You might pass, but I think the boys will have other ideas once they get a look at you," Lidia carried on. "If they pester me too much I swear I am going into valley girl mode. Oh like, totally and stuff, wait, like, I don't get it," I said switching to my over the top voice. Between laughing Lidia said, "They might think you're easy then. You better become a klutz too, that might keep them off you." "Oh did I like spill that on you and stuff, wow you should totally like, get me another one," I continued the act. Lidia fell on the bed laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. I did have to join her laughter, the mental image was just to funny. "If that doesn't scare him off, he deserves you," she said getting up and chuckling. "Oh, thanks so much," I replied still laughing. We spent awhile going over my background story for tomorrow and thinking of how I would answer different questions if Ms Sherrim asked. We had some time to kill as I was done early. So we talked about the dance and how girls chose their dates. I was not pleased to find out there would be an informal luncheon where girls and boys would pick their respective dates or one would be assigned to them. This was supposed to happen the weekend prior to the summer formal, which made that next weekend. Lovely I thought, another problem for another day. Our time was almost up, so I grabbed my clutch and we headed over to the administration building. Chapter 36 Deanna sat on the couch in her simple yellow spring dress. It buttoned up the front from the skirt all the way up to the simple open collar. The few pleats and a small belt were all that adorned it, along with her simple matching yellow heels. Her makeup was light and she wore no bracelets or earrings, only a small scrunchie held her hair back in a pony tail. Kelly sat with her in excitement as they both awaited Bridget's arrival. Her black faux wrap dress seemed to cling to her. The gathered cap sleeves showed just a hint of her shoulders. The ruched waist band was made to look as if she had a sash wrapped around her waist with nothing hanging loose. The rest of the dress hung loosely down her hips and thighs, stopping just above her knees. Nude thigh highs caressed her legs down to some black peep toed pumps. Straightened hair fell gently about her shoulders, her bangs having a slight under curl kept them out of her face. Shades of brown adorned her eyes, cradled by thicker the usual eyeliner and mascara. A dash of beige blush left the cherry lipstick to be the colorful focus and desire of her entire outfit. No earrings or bracelets hung from her ears or wrists, so as not to get caught on Bridget's dress. She crossed her legs and picked at how the dress sat on her legs. Deanna smiled at this. "Stop fidgeting, you look beautiful dear." "Thank you honey, but I am just nervous, it's like I am meeting a date or something," Kelly replied. "Well you don't need to worry if she manages to take her eyes off you, I will be shocked," Deanna said patting Kellie's thigh. "She takes her eyes off me, I am going to clobber her," Kelly said. Deanna and Kelly both shared a laugh at the implied threat. It wasn't long before a knock came at the door, causing Kelly to jump in nervousness. Deanna rose off the couch as Kelly stood up to straighten her dress for the twentieth time. "I will get the door dear, you just look pretty," Deanna said winking and making her way to the door. Chapter 37 I thought it was kind of stupid to knock at my own apartment's door, but technically I wasn't living there at the current moment. Beside we had to keep up the facade that I was student. So I let it go as Lidia and I stood there. The door opened to a rather dressed down Ms Dunterbaum in a yellow summer dress. She invited us in with a wave of her hand. That's when my eyes fell on Kelly looking incredible in a tight black dress. I hadn't realized that I had stopped in the doorway till Lidia gently nudged me the rest of the way into the apartment. I started walking towards Kelly as she met me halfway. She had a wide smile on her face that matched mine, as we finally touched each other. My hand carefully lay on her shoulder, her hands caressing the thin material around my hips. We leaned in and closed our eyes in time as we shared the softest of gently kisses, a lingering brush of lips, that had nothing to do with passion. It was something I loved about kissing her, I could pause during our kiss, just enjoying the feel of her lips on mine. Our mouths parted maybe an inch, but we never moved away from each other, with all else forgotten. "You look incredible in that dress," Kelly said to me. "A star lit sky has rarely held so much beauty as your dress does right now," I replied softly. My left hand drifted up to lightly brush her cheek with the back of my fingers. "They are so in love with each other, it so cute," Lidia spoke absently. "Yes they are," Ms Dunterbaum replied quietly. I had forgotten them in that brief moment, but a familiar tone to Ms Dunterbaums voice reminded my heart of years past. The distinct pierce of hurt seeing someone you care about kiss someone else. So many times I had felt it for girls that I had wanted, gotten to know and watched them pick some other guy. The trap of being left on the outside and never being close to a girl I was so attracted to. Only to watch as she chose guy after guy who treated her wrong, or broke her heart. Never allowing me the chance to just once share a caring moment with her. I fell hard for a lot of them you could say, but my heart couldn't forget those wounds nor that feeling even after all these years. I turned my head to look at them. Lidia had this sappy stupid smile on her face, I hadn't pegged her for a romantic, but it was clear she was. Ms Dunterbaum had a meek smile on her face, but her eyes told the truth. I imagined she wondered if she could see her bliss fading as fast as it came. It was a fear I am sure she and I shared in this weird relationship we three were in. How perilous a place we had placed ourselves, each just a short fall from hurt. I wondered if I hadn't been caught and whisked away, would I have stood in her place and felt that same pain as they embraced? For surely they would have both came to the same attraction, my removal only accelerated the process. Would I feel that hurt when I did finally see them kiss? I knew then I had to do something to cut off the pain, to remove the unease that we would all feel around each other. I also realized then that Lidia didn't know about Kelly and Ms Dunterbaum. "Ms Dunterbaum, do you think it would be possible for Lidia to head up to your apartment, I need to talk to you two about something?" I said indicating to Kelly and her. "I don't see that being a problem. Lidia?" Ms Dunterbaum said retrieving her purse and the key. "I'm good with that, I get to watch cable, while you all have your chit chat. Cable!" Lidia replied taking the key cheerily. I gave her a great big hug, promising I would tell her about it later if I could. She returned my hug and brushed off my promise as no big deal. Waving goodbye to all of us, she skipped out the door to an apartment with cable. I closed the door and turned around to face them both. For whatever reason I remembered how I was dressed and suddenly felt very pretty. I put it out of my mind for what I knew I had to do. I walked over taking Kelly by one hand, I then held my other hand out to Ms Dunterbaum. She got a bit of a perplexed look then decided to take my hand anyway. A placement of her hand in mine was more correct as she seemed to barely touch me. I gently guided Kelly's hand to Ms Dunterbuam's waist and placed that careful hand around Kelly's neck. Then I circled them placing their other hands in the same spots, leaving them intertwined with one another. I stepped back leaning against the kitchen counter. Taking a deep breath, I steadied myself. "Kiss her. Like you do when you are alone," I said, referring to them both. "I don't think that is really necessary," Ms Duntebaum said, but I noticed she didn't let go. "Yes Ms Dunterbaum it is. I cannot subject you to seeing me kiss her that way and you not feeling you are able to do the same, as I have no intention of stopping until she tells me to. It would be far less than fair to you and I will not treat you as our dirty little secret." I explained "Deanna, my name is Deanna dear," she replied starring into Kelly's eyes. "Ok Deanna, show me how you truly feel about her," I said. The last part was what I really wanted to know. I had to know if it would hurt me to see it. Kelly had been quiet this entire time, I guess she was just letting events play out as they would. They both waited, looking at each other as if they weren't really sure how to proceed. Then Deanna attacked her, pulling Kelly toward her and planting a very passionate kiss on her cherry lips, I guess she was going for broke. Kelly kissed her awkwardly for a second and then melted into Deanna, returning that passionate kiss just as equally. Their tongues parted each others lips, exploring mouths, as their hands drifted over their silken bodies. I waited for it, that all too familiar stab of jealousy and hurt, but it never surfaced. I watched them lost in their momentary exchange and realized I didn't see the same thing that Kelly and I shared. We shared a love, a comfort, a confidence in what we were to each other that grew from our time together. It was reflected in the gentleness we shared, in our kisses, our closeness and our comfort in sharing our hearts desires. They shared a fire, a release from a long pent up repression, a thing finally set free and running wild. Their contact showed it as well. In that moment I didn't see Deanna replacing me or taking away from what Kelly and I shared. I saw that Deanna gave Kelly something she truly wanted and I knew it would only make her happier. Much like my dressing gave me a release that being male never could, an instance of honesty with myself. I didn't get a chance to pursue what that meant to my future as they broke their kisses for much needed air. They shared a giggle still intertwined as they turned to my smiling face. "Well I certainly didn't expect to see that look on your face," Deanna stated a little breathily. "Am I not allowed to be happy for the joy my love has found?" I inquired still smiling at them both. "Would it make you happy if I was her girlfriend, not just her lover?" Deanna asked a little more seriously. "You mean in the more permanent relationship girlfriend sense?" I asked, considering what that meant. "Yes," Deanna replied. I could see her and Kelly tense as they waited for my reaction. It was clear this was something they both wanted. I mulled it over in my mind for a moment. The honest answer was yes it would make me happier. Because then Deanna wasn't some stray toy Kelly picked up, until she grew bored of her, only to be tossed away and hurt. It meant that Kelly valued Deanna as a person, with feelings and desires of her own that Kelly respected enough to call her someone special. The fact that Deanna clearly wanted it as well, meant she place equal value on those feelings. "I would be proud that my girlfriend respected someone she made love to, enough to call them her girlfriend. It would make me even happier to know that her lover wanted the same in return. I take it you have already asked each other?" I stated. The last part I said to Kelly. They both nodded and relaxed still in each others arms, it was clear what the answer had been. "So how does it feel to be a couple?" I asked not sure if they had thought of that. Deanna sighed in relief. "Truthfully it feels wonderful." "Yeah it does feel really nice," Kelly said gently caressing Deanna's neck. "Well good, then I am glad for you both," I added. Deanna gave Kelly another quick passionate kiss then broke from their embrace, pulling her over to me. She wrapped Kelley's arms around my neck and placed my hands on Kelly's hips, much like I had done them. "Its time for me to go, this was supposed to be your time together," Deanna said. Kelly leaned her head back without letting go of me and Deanna gave her a quick chaste kiss. Then seemed to pause before she turned away. "Tell her. Say it to her Deanna. Be honest with yourself and say it." I told her before she got a step away. Deanna turned back to us. "You're not going to let me off easy today are you?" She asked me. "I have had a whole week of honesty and I am looking at a whole lot more. She deserves to hear it," I replied determined to have her be honest in front of me. Deanna took Kelly's face in both her hands, while Kelly's arms stayed wrapped around my neck. I was only inches from them both when she said it. "I love you Kelly," Deanna said sincerely. "I love you too Deanna," Kelly replied just as warmly, They shared a kiss that had nothing to do with chaste or quick. Kelly never let go of me and Deanna never tried to make me move. I guess it was about as up close and honest as you could get. I sat there with a sappy stupid grin on my face that I am sure matched the one Lidia wore earlier. Damn I was a romantic too. They parted and Deanna reached over to give me a hug I thought. Only her hand grabbed my head and tilted it to the side as she planted an equally passionate kiss on my lips. Her tongue invaded my mouth as she grabbed my ass with her other hand. She parted from our kiss, smacked me really hard on the ass and said. "Love the pink lipstick. Take good care of our girlfriend." Then she sauntered out the door. I sat there with a completely stunned look on my face. Deanna hadn't got the door closed before Kelly burst out laughing so hard I had to practically hold her up. "Your girlfriend just kissed me. She smacked me on my ass." The first part I said stunned, the second a little offended. "I can't really blame her, I mean you are pretty hot in that dress and I can't get mad either, I am technically both your girlfriends," Kelly said in between bursts of laughter. "You probably told her to do that didn't you?" I smiled tickling her. Kelly jumped out of my arms trying to hold my fingers at bay. She crept backwards giggling and shaking her head no. "I did no such thing," she giggled uncontrollable, then she dashed away to the bedroom. "Yes you did too, confess or it will be torture!" I said smiling and scampering in pursuit. She let me catch her in the bedroom, wrapping her arms around my neck again and giving me a very long wonderful kiss. I returned her embrace and reveled in the feel of her next to me. "I missed you," she whispered, holding me close. "I missed you to baby," I whispered in return. We kissed, slow and deliberate, sharing the feel of our lips and the taste of our lipsticks. Our hands ran slow over each others bodies, enjoying the fabrics we each were encased in. She broke away from me and crawled up onto the bed, holding my hand and pulling me toward her. We lay down next to each other, exchanging soft kisses as she pulled my leg over her. Running her hands up and down my leg, playing with my heel. I couldn't help but to continue to kiss her, over her lips, down her chin, around her neck, I even nibbled her ear. Her hand had drifted up my leg playing with my stockings until she reached my bare skin. Rubbing the bare skin above my stocking top and running a finger under the stocking, she tugged on the garter causing the luscious feeling of the stocking pulling along my skin. She finally stopped teasing me and caressed my panty encased crotch. I was swollen given all the attention she had given me. Her hand pulled down the front of my panties, freeing me from my silken prison. Her lips found mine again as her tongue entered my mouth. We exchanged some wonderful kisses as her hand gently played with my shaft. To have her hand on me felt amazing, it seemed so long ago when she had last done that. She slowly ran her tongue along my lips before she rotated her body, head over my crotch. A gentle kiss on the tip of my penis caused a squeak to escape me. Then I felt her mouth encase the head completely and slowly descend down my shaft, leaving me fully in her mouth. I could feel her running her tongue around my shaft as she continued to contain me. I released a sigh of delight at that feeling, she confirmed her delight with a muffled moan of her own. I caressed her hose covered leg next to me as she continued her oral service. Pushing up her dress, I exposed her own stocking tops, garters and a black thong. I ran my hand along the curve of her naked ass, just enjoying the feel of her exposed next to me. She was clearly enjoying my attention as she was pulling me in and out of her mouth now. I decided to return the favor, so I guided her leg to the other side of my head, leaving her thong covered crotch hovering over my face. It was then that I noticed the thong had a pair of red lips sewn into the material. I placed a loving kiss on those lips. Kelly withdrew me from her mouth with an audible pop. "My girlfriend thought you might like those," she said sultrily "You will have to thank her for me," I stated outlining the lips with my tongue. "You can thank her yourself," she replied engorging her mouth with my penis once more. I bit her crotch playfully and she moaned her approval. My hands roamed all along her legs straddling my face as I teased her with my tongue through her panties. Finally I decided the panties had to go. So I used both hands to caress them down the back of her ass. I guided one of her legs up and straight out until the thong was past her knee. Then returned the leg back down with the foot pointed up until that side of the thong came over her heel. The process was repeated with the other leg, although a bit easier. I had made sure to leave her heels on as I loved her legs in them. I tossed the panties aside as I lowered her glistening vagina to my mouth. Her being clean shaven made her feel all the more wonderful against my face as I kissed about her. I entered her with my tongue slowly and lovingly, savoring the taste of her fully in my mouth. She withdrew her oral service once more to utter a delighted sigh. Pausing for a moment she enjoyed my attentions to her, before she returned hers to my erect penis. This went on for a few minutes before she began to moan in rhythm around my shaft. Her moans were timed with her completely filling me in her mouth and my attentive oral service. I knew she was close, so I plunged my tongue into her, flicking it about and sucking on her. A moan escaped her mouth as she released me and laid her head down on my crotch. Her hands that had been loving caressing my legs, now gripped my thighs as she pressed her face close to my skin. Wonderful panting moans emerged from her as I continued to bring her, till finally she bit the inside of my naked thigh to stifle a scream as she came. I didn't stop as her taste changed, I knew she had came into my mouth and I loved it. A few shudders slipped from her before she hastily removed her vagina from my mouth and rotated her position. She attacked my mouth with her tongue and plunged my shaft into herself. Her kisses were loving in between breaks for air as she slowly drew me in and out of her. She paused with me fully in her and even ground her crotch against mine as she enjoying the feeling of me filling her up I'm sure. Then she attacked my mouth again as she continued to draw me in and out between spats of grinding on me. My hands roamed all over her body, finding her breasts, her waist, caressing her ass. Suddenly she parted our mouths, rolling over on to her back and pulling me along still in her. "Fuck me Bridget, fuck me, fuck me now!" she panted. She plunged her tongue back in my mouth as I thrust myself into her, producing an extended groan of pleasure. I wrapped my arms under her shoulders to get a better grip as I pulled her toward me and crunched my midsection to force myself farther into her. She broke our kiss to hold my head next to hers as she panted and moaned in time with my thrusts. She knew how much I loved being able to bring those sounds from her and I felt myself growing even larger as I was more turned on. We continued this for a bit, but I couldn't get a good grip on the bed in my heels and she seemed to pick up on this. "Rotate," she panted. Pushing me up off her, she quickly withdrew me and flipped around on her knees. Throwing her dress over her side, she grabbed my fully erect penis and reinserted me into her from behind. I pulled up my skirt out of the way as I loved the feel of her vagina riding my cock in this position. I couldn't help it as I bent over her, reaching around to free her breasts from her dress. I squeezed them and played with her nipples as I pumped her from behind. My left hand drifted back to settle on her ass, as my back was protesting that stance, so I straightened up. Steadying myself I placed my right hand into her hair, just at the base of her scalp. I grabbed a firm hold on her hair and pulled a little each time I thrust vigorously into her. She arched her back and gasped in delight to the rhythm. The repeated audible smacking of her wet vagina wasn't the only thing bringing me close. The wonderful press of her ass on my stomach, the feel of our stockings rubbing against each other or the occasional bump of our heels added to my pleasure. It was then that I noticed us in the reflection of the dresser mirror. A girl in a black dress bunched about her was on all fours. The stockings, garters and heels of her luscious legs along with her curvaceous ass, were as exposed as her breasts and erect nipples. Her back was arched as well as her head, with her mouth open and her eyes closed, lost in the ecstasy of the moment. Her hair was held firmly at the end of the sheer pink ruffled sleeve of the second girl. Auburn hair caressed a set of tits in a pink lacey dress with the skirt up around her waist, exposing pink garters, nude stockings and pink heels as well. A set of beautifully made up eyes starred back at me while her nails gleamed in contrast off of the ass of the first girl, as she steadied herself. I watched as she thrust her erect thick penis in and out of the other girl vigorously. The image was almost too much for me. I picked up my pace as I pounded Kelly's vagina and watched the whole thing in the mirror. "Yes, Oh fuck yes," Kelly gasped between moans, pants and groans. She reached back grabbing my ass as she ground her vagina on my erect cock. Opening her eyes, she caught the sight of the both of us in the mirror just as she came. Which was great because her last verbal exclamation had made me come as soon as she said it. That and watching her say it in the mirror was fucking hot as hell. We collapsed on the bed with me on top and still in her. I was still hard, the image of us in the mirror was still too fresh in my mind and the feel of her surrounding me kept me stiff. After a few minutes passed with the both of us catching our breath and laughing from the euphoria of sex. We calmed enough to exchange some more slow wonderful kisses. She intertwined her legs with mine, slow rubbing her hose covered legs over mine. I propped myself up on one arm roaming my nails across her exposed nipples. It was the after sex touching that we both shared. "That was some incredible sex," I said trailing a nail along her breast. "I know, I guess I will have to lock you up in an all girl's school more often," she stated as she played with my panty clad ass. I didn't respond as lying there I had a hard time deciding what I really wanted. The immediate one being with Kelly every moment I could. Yet at the same time I loved living as a girl in the school. One did not support the other. I began to question where my life was headed, lying there next to the one I loved. I didn't feel much like a girl with my penis, now shrinking, still slightly in her. I felt like a man in drag, the feelings of my hose, heels, dress and well everything, was all tied to sexual arousal. It was different than how I felt when I was living as a girl. I didn't feel pretty or sexy. I didn't feel like a female. As if my mind had somehow separated from its female self when I became sexually active. If the death match was on, the clear winner during sex was the male half, there was no denying it. This brought some troubling questions to my mind. If I chose to truly live as a woman would this happen all the time? During sex would the carefully cultured woman disappear in a moment of sexual arousal? What would happen once I changed my body? Would my mind freak out about hips I would develop or having real tits I couldn't take off? Would the male self break down when he came to the forefront during sex and I remembered who I once was now in a body that was mostly female? The really hard question rolled across my mind. Was my penis holding me back? The thought crossed my mind of having a trim crotch where my underwear would fit correctly or tight jeans that molded my ass not having a tell tale bulge in the front. Not having to wear a gaff in tight dresses, or being able to correctly cross my legs all seemed appealing. The thought of having my penis not be there though sent a shudder through me. What would sex be then without it? Would it become some mundane task that I lost interest in? Would I even be able to orgasm anymore? Would I leave myself trapped in a body with sexual frustration and no form of release? These thoughts scared me. I really did like sex, and love making with my girl friends was always something that bonded us together. The truth was I was afraid losing my penis would cost me something more than the physical representation of my male self. I was afraid it would break me the person, male or female sides be damned. The thoughts were interrupted by a sigh from Kelly. "What was the sigh about?" I asked cuddling up against her to focus on something other than my fears. "I was just thinking how wonderful my life is right now and yet I will miss you not being here in our bed every night," Kelly answered. "It is only temporary and once Ms sherrim leaves then we can figure out what we want to do," I reassured her. She sighed again. "I know and when the temporary is over, what then?" she asked holding my arm to her chest. "I don't know, but if you have something on your mind, tell me," I replied kissing the side of her neck. "What will you want when the three weeks are up? If you decide not to stay as a girl, what will we do about a job? You won't be able to stay here and I won't stay without you, so we will need new jobs," she asked again "I don't know," I honestly replied. "When we leave what will I do about Deanna? Do I break her heart or will I keep her as a long distance relationship? You have insisted I have a real relationship with her, now how will that affect us?" She trudged right on. "I cannot decide what you do about her, you have to honestly decide what makes you happy and what you want," I countered. "True, but my decision affects you. How would you act if we all three were sitting on the couch? If her legs were across me, would you be jealous? What if I held you even as she cuddled with me, would you freak out every time she touched you? How would all three of us sleep in the same bed if she came to spend the night? How would you feel knowing Deanna was coming over one night to fuck me? Would you find an excuse to leave? Could you even stay in the same house knowing we were in the other room fucking? If you did leave, how would you feel being forced out of your own home? Would it even be your home anymore?" She finished rolling over to look at me. "I don't know, but that is a pretty bleak picture your painting there," I replied. "Ok lets say you decide to stay as a girl. Will you eventually want real breasts of your own? What if you decide to start taking hormones? How will that affect you sexually? Do we stay here and if we do how in the world will we do it? Will you stay on as a student? How will that work? Will you continue to live in the dorm? I don't know if I could handle only getting to see you once a week. The situation with Deanna becomes a little less complicated but you both can't ignore one another when the other comes around. We will all be together at some point, how will you react to seeing us together and you not being a part of it? Or if you are will you be uncomfortable the entire time? I don't want any of us to be uncomfortable, but I am having a hard time seeing how we won't be," she said caressing my face. I sighed and rolled over on my back. "I don't know any of that either. This last week has caused me to really consider what all I want. I haven't come to a conclusion yet. I am still adjusting to life as a girl," I replied kissing her hand. "Well you need to figure it out, we only have two more weeks and Ms Sherrim will be gone. Time is ticking," she said softly. "From trapped to a race against time, how odd is that. Can we not talk about this anymore and just enjoy our day together?" I asked. "Sure, just think about the things I said and how you feel about them," she stated. "I promise I will," I replied. "So what do you want to do?" she asked. I smiled slightly. "I am hungry. After we eat, I want to sit, cuddling with my girlfriend and watch TV," I answered. "Ok, take off you panties, I will give you some dry ones," she instructed as she got up straightening herself. She was right, our sex was obvious on my very wet panties. So I removed them carefully and inspected myself to make sure I wasn't wet anywhere on my dress. Luckily I didn't appear to get any more on me. She handed me the clean panties and I raised a questioning eyebrow at her. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yes I am sure, I want you to get used to the feeling," she replied So I slipped them up my legs and gently adjusted myself in them. They fit comfortably as I pulled my dress back down, arranging myself. "Good, now why don't you freshen up in the bathroom. Something you will have to get used to doing after sex, if you decide to stay as a girl. I will go make us something to snack on while we watch TV," she suggested making her way out of the room as I followed. "Sounds good," I replied recovered my purse from the living room and making my way into the bathroom. One look in the bath room mirror revealed the extent of the damage. My lips were gone, my power and some of my base were missing in spots. So I opened my purse and retrieved my makeup. I was left to repair it the best I could with my powder as well as reapplying my lips and lip gloss. While I was in the bathroom I removed my panties, taking a washcloth I tried to clean myself up a bit. I didn't want to have an obvious smell to me and I just wanted to feel cleaner. Finishing up I replaced my panties, wrung out the wash cloth and left in on the side of the tub to dry. I was sure she would see it later and know why it was there. All done I made my way back out to the kitchen and the smell of BLT's. She had cooked them up in the short time I was in there, even going so far as to cut them up into tiny bite sized pieces. I thanked her with a gently kiss on the lips and popped one in my mouth. It was delicious, so I carried the plate over to the couch, sitting down and placing it on the coffee table. She sat down next to me, draping her legs across my lap. I caressed her stocking covered leg as I popped a bite into her mouth. She hummed her approval as she clicked on the remote to the TV. That was how we spent the next couple of hours together, intertwined, on the couch, feeding each other and enjoying our close company. Chapter 38 The sun had set and dusk was upon us as my heels clicked off the cement walkway, her canvas shoes my silent companion. Lidia and I made our way back to my room, leaving Deanna and Kelly back at the apartment. My mind wondered how they would spend the night as I struggled with how I really felt about that. I wondered how Deanna felt about coming home after the other woman had just left. I cracked a smile at the Freudian slip that thought had just confirmed, I referred to myself as a woman. I still felt pretty in my pink dress as we made our way through the halls and back to my room. Lidia was still wearing the casual shorts and shirt outfit from earlier. She was lost in her own thoughts as we walked along in silence, which was rather odd for her I thought. We arrived at my room and she followed me in without saying a word, perhaps she wanted to talk. Once inside I noticed a bright yellow box on the bed with a large blue bow and ribbon wrapped around it. I gave an inquiring look at Lidia. "Check the tag, and you will see who it's from," Lidia replied rather calmly. I opened the folded tag that was a simple sunflower and attached by an elastic string. "Take this gift as a small token of apology for embarrassing you so hard that day in the flower bed, I should have shown greater restraint. Let it not be said that I am beyond making a mistake, nor acknowledging one. It is hard to leave behind who we were in order to become the lady we wish to be. In this you have shown great progress and you are a light to many who you may not see. I hope you will accept these kind words and my apology for what they are, the truth. Sincerely, Katrianna Sherrim P.S. Please bring this with you tomorrow when you come to brunch." I was a little dumbfounded when I read it. I looked at Lidia who only nodded her head, she had read it to. I examined the box closer to see the ribbon wasn't actually wrapped over the lid. It had been cut and taped into place on the lid as well as the box to appear as one piece. Allowing the receiver to easily lift the lid from the box without disturbing the wrapping or ribbons, which I did. Inside under two pieces of tissue paper was a perfect match to my black clutch purse. Only it was white with a gold clasp complemented by a white shoulder strap with gold clips for easy removal. I pulled it out to show Lidia. "It's very pretty," she said frowning. "Yes it is, but what's wrong?" I asked. She sighed. "Ms Sherrim is giving me time off, while taking you to brunch. Has given you a gift and apologized for some perceived slight." "Ok so what am I missing?" I asked. "I don't know, but I feel like she is fattening the turkey before the kill," she confided. "So you think her note is a lie?" I inquired. "No, her note is honest, if she says something she means it. I have just never seen her act like this to someone before. So the question is why you?" asked Lidia. "I don't know," I replied, thinking this was the third time today I had answered some ones hard question with those three words. "Well tomorrow try to watch what she talks about, maybe you can catch a hint. In the mean time, you owe me something," Lidia said grabbing the nail polish remover. That was the first time I noticed the nail polish remover, cotton balls and deep red nail polish on my desk. I supposed she had brought them in earlier when she brought the present, or found it. Lidia turned the makeup desk chair around facing the bed and sat down. She took off her shoes and socks, setting about the task of cleaning the tan polish off her toes. "Why don't you get ready for bed, while I clean my toes and then you can paint them," Lidia inquired. So I sat down and began to remove my heels, setting them in the closet. I pulled off my wig hanging it on the hook as well. Then I carefully removed the dress putting in the hamper next to the other dresses. I made my way over to the dresser to get a nightie out. I had the dresser drawer open when Lidia spoke. "Nice panties, You look cute in black though I hadn't taken you for the lips on the front kind of girl." I had forgotten I was wearing them. Kelly had given them to me when my panties had gotten messed up, they weren't hers to begin with. I froze as these thoughts went through my mind. "Go ahead and finish getting undressed. You don't need to take you panties off to remove the garter belt, you can just unclasp it and pull them out." Suddenly I felt very naked around Lidia. I left my bra and breasts in, pulling the nightie out of the drawer I put it on. I sat back down on the bed as I unhooked each garter and then rolled my stockings down my legs. I didn't say anything about the panties as I didn't want her to ask who's they were. She continued on cleaning her toes without saying anything further. I stood up facing away from her and pulling the clasps of the garter out of my panties. Once I was done I unhooked it and placed the stockings in the hamper. I left the garter on a shelf in the closet as I didn't want the clasps to get caught in the dresses. "Tomorrow afternoon when you get back we will sort your laundry for cleaning and I will show you how to separate them on a daily basis to make it easier for you," Lidia said letting her toes dry. I made my way over to take the red polish and sat down on the bed. I crossed my legs unconsciously as I placed her first foot on my leg. I held the nail polish in my forefinger and thumb as I steadied her cute little foot, I carefully applied the first coat to her toes. "So who's panties are they, your girlfriends or her girlfriends," Lidia calmly asked. I hesitated as I hadn't expected the question. "What do you mean?" I feigned ignorance. "Exactly what I said. Don't play coy with me girly, I already know about you, your girlfriend and Ms Dunterbaum," Lidia prodded further. I continued to concentrate hard on my task as I moved on to her other foot. "Ok, tell me what you think you know," I asked. "I know that you and your girlfriend that you love are somehow in a relationship with Ms Dunterbaum. Are you sleeping with them both?" she asked. "No I am not sleeping with them both and what makes you think that we are somehow in a relationship with Ms Dunterbaum?" I skirted the edge of truth. She looked at me with a hard eye for a minute without answering. I had finished her toes, so we had to wait for them to dry. We sat with both her feet sitting in my lap starring at each other. She had her arms crossed over her chest and a none to happy look on her face. "Do you find me attractive?" she suddenly asked. "What? No!, I mean, yes I know your attractive, but I just don't think of you that way," I replied totally unprepared for her question. She sat for a second watching my face. Then she stood up dropping her shorts and taking off her top, leaving her in a cute pair of pastel blue bikini panties and a matching bra. "How about now?" she asked standing proudly with her hands on her hips. I knew she was an attractive girl, but even in an outfit matching mine I hadn't found an attraction to her. Right then though, looking at her smooth toned shapely figure, I was jealous of her and attracted at the same time. I wanted my body to look just like hers, I couldn't help it and she had a hot body. I gave in. "Ok yes, you are beautiful and I find you attractive. Happy?" I replied trying to look away but not being very successful at it. "Not yet. But at least I know your being honest," she stated putting her shorts and shirt back on. Lidia sat back down in the chair propping her feet back up into my lap. I inspected her toes and amazingly somehow she had not managed to mess them up. Perhaps she had practice undressing with slightly wet toes. So I continued to blow on them as we talked. "So you're being honest about not sleeping with both of them, then your girlfriend must be sleeping with both of you," Lidia stated matter of factly. "Why is this so important to you?" I asked skirting the question again. "Because I am not stupid and you are not being totally honest with me. Here I am sticking my neck out for you. While you, your girlfriend and Ms Dunterbaum have something going on that could really screw up everything for everyone. I didn't put six years of my life in here to watch you screw it up because you can't keep your thingy in your panties," she stated rather irritably at me. I stopped blowing on her toes and capped the nail polish. She was right of course, I wasn't being totally honest and she had been a good friend. If it wasn't for her I would have never made it this far. So I decided to be completely honest. "You right, I'm sorry. What do you want to know? Ask me anything," I asked resting my hands on her ankles, being mindful of her toes. "Ok, first off what gives with you, Kelly and Ms Dunterbaum?" she asked still with a stern look. "Deanna and Kelly are in a relationship. It has developed since I have been stuck in here," I replied. "So she likes girls as well, I guess that makes since, given your desire to be one. However it is pretty rotten to sleep with someone while your boyfriend or girlfriend as it were, was stuck somewhere else. Why would she do that when everyone can see how much you two love each other?" The last part she said more calmly. "Oh how do I explain this? For one you're right she likes girls and no it isn't rotten, because I told her too. Second she has been honest with me every step of the way, never doing anything without consulting me first. Third who the hell am I to judge anyone's desires when I could love living like this every day. Lastly she has been supportive of me exploring my desires far longer than anyone, so why shouldn't I support her in exploring hers when she was honest enough to tell me how much it was bothering her?" I had grown somewhat angry by the time I said the last part. "You told her to?" was Lidia's calm reply. "Yes I told her to sleep with Deanna. I told her to enjoy it, to explore it, to find out what she really wanted. It was no less than she was allowing me to do. One more thing, I am keeping my thing in my panties, thank you very much, the only person I have slept with is Kelly," I said rather irritably. "Then why did you kiss Deanna?" Lidia asked flatly. "I didn't kiss her, she kissed me. Wait how did you know we kissed?" I replied before thinking. "Because when she came back to her apartment, she was wearing Kelly's cherry lipstick with your pink lipstick smeared over it. When I left you three alone she had a very natural one on. It was pretty clear that she had been kissing you both. That a