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Operation Rescue: The New Co-Ed
Chapter 14 - Oops
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A young man gets in trouble and loses his scholarship. It looks like his
dream of college to escape a poor future is doomed - until he sees an ad
recruiting 'adoption facilitators'. Tommi has new and totally unexpected
and awkward situation, and some major consequences to deal with.
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It had been a long day; between classes, a test, and running back and
forth so she could pump, Tommi felt exhausted and her back hurt. The hot
hard spray of the shower was like a million little fingers kneading her
back, pushing away the fatigue and pain. Tommi was so lost in the
pleasant feeling that she'd lost track of how long she'd been in the
shower.
"Hi, Tommi," Erica interrupted as she stepped into the shower, taking the
shower head next to Tommi's. Williams Hall was an older dorm, and still
had the 'communal' showers, with multiple shower heads around one large
tiled room. She quickly turned on her own spray and began to wet herself.
"Long day?"
Tommi nodded. "That's an understatement. It's been a long week. I'm
really looking forward to sleeping in tomorrow morning."
Erica smiled. "Aren't we all?"
"This semester seems so much more intense than last spring," Tommi
complained, "even though I was pregnant half of last spring!"
"It's hard to believe you were ever pregnant," Erica complimented. "You
really got your figure back quickly."
Tommi laughed. "Except for a few stretch marks and my boobs, I'm back to
normal."
"I'd almost kill to have boobs like yours," Erica said admiringly. "Even
being full of milk, they look so round and firm. Not saggy at all."
"Gravity hasn't had time to get them yet," Tommi replied. She closed her
eyes again and let the shower work. "And I'm hoping they shrink some
after I finish pumping."
Erica noticed the fatigue and tension in Tommi. "You need a backrub?" she
offered.
Tommi looked blankly at Erica, a little numbed by weariness. She was
slowly processing the thoughts - sore back, tired, offer of backrub. It
seemed that her brain was operating in slow-motion.
Before Tommi could answer, Erica stepped over to Tommi with her soap and
began to wash and massage Tommi's back. Her fingers massaged expertly
around the small of Tommi's back. Tommi purred. "That feels good."
"How much longer are they going to let you pump?"
"Another week or two," Tommi answered. "But after this last week, I'm
thinking of stopping now."
"Oh?"
"I spent the week running back and forth between the dorms and classrooms
so I could pump, then get to classes, then come back and pump again."
"That would make anyone tired." Erica continued to rub Tommi's back. As
she pressed harder, massaging deeper, Tommi swayed forward. Erica slipped
her arm across Tommi's tummy to steady her.
Tommi's eyes opened slightly in surprise, but she was too lost in the
pleasant feeling of having her back massaged to do or say anything. She
wondered if it were her imagination, or if Erica's breasts were really
pressed against her own body. She figured that it _had_ to be her
imagination and went back to enjoying the massage.
"What's it like to give milk?" Erica asked out of the blue, as she
continued the backrub.
Tommi sighed, enjoying the massage. "I really don't have anything to
compare it to," she answered.
"Do you have to pump, or can you milk by hand?"
Tommi sighed. "This is so ironic. Last year, I was a guy, and now I'm
finding myself explaining pregnancy and childbirth and nursing to all you
girls."
"Sorry," Erica apologized. "I didn't mean ...."
"It's no biggie," Tommi grinned. "I find it amusing." She turned toward
Erica. "You're probably like Ashley. You've never seen anyone express
milk, and you're curious, right?"
Erica nodded shyly. "Yeah, you could say that."
Tommi turned so the spray hit her back again, and she purred at the
warmth. "It's pretty easy to express milk," Tommi explained, "especially
when I'm really full - like I am now. You do it like this." She massaged
one of her breasts deeply for several seconds and then slowly squeezed
toward her nipple. As she squeezed, a drop of white liquid appeared,
followed by another. As Tommi continued to squeeze, more droplets formed
rapidly, and then tiny squirts of milk erupted from the many ducts on her
nipple. Tommi glanced at Erica, who was staring at her with wide eyes.
Tommi squeezed again, producing another flow. Then Tommi got a
mischievous grin. As she squeezed, she turned her nipple, with the result
that she sprayed Erica.
"Oooh!" Erica cried as she flinched from the unexpected spray. Then as
Tommi sprayed again, giggling as she did so, Erica bent down and put her
mouth over Tommi's nipple, catching the milk, and then beginning to
suckle.
Startled, Tommi gasped and tried to step back, but Erica's arms were
suddenly around her, holding Tommi like a vise so Erica could continue to
suck her nipple. Tommi stood for a moment, totally confused, but the new
feeling of warm lips on her engorged breast, sucking milk from her,
clouded her judgment. She allowed Erica to nurse for some time.
Erica stopped and looked up at Tommi, a broad grin on her face and milk
dribbling from her mouth. "You're yummy!" she cooed.
Tommi realized slowly what was happening. "We shouldn't," she cautioned
Erica. "This isn't right."
Erica sucked some more, moving to Tommi's other breast. She glanced up, a
hungry look in her eyes. "You really want me to stop?" she asked,
confident of the answer. As Tommi tried to fight the intensely
pleasurable sensations, Erica resumed her ministrations on Tommi's other
nipple.
Tommi, overwhelmed by the pleasure of nursing, felt Erica's hand slipping
down her back until Erica was squeezing and caressing her butt cheek.
Tommi tried to protest, but Erica continued to suckle. Between her
exhaustion and the pleasant sensation of nursing, Tommi's judgment failed
her. Slowly, Erica's other hand slid down until it was resting on Tommi's
thigh. The delicious heat that Tommi was feeling flowed down to her
groin.
"No, please," Tommi pleaded. "Please stop."
Erica sucked once more, then looked up, licking up Tommi's breast as she
looked up at Tommi's confused face. "You like it, don't you?" Erica said
confidently.
"But ... uuuhhh!" Tommi begged unconvincingly, but a wave of ecstasy
spread from her crotch, confusing her protests. Her hands had moved up,
seemingly of their own accord, and were clutching Erica's head tightly
against Tommi's bosom.
Erica's hand slid up Tommi's thigh, and Tommi felt like she was going to
melt from the heat growing in her body. Tommi whimpered as powerful
sensations rocked her body. "Shall I stop?" Erica asked.
"Uhhhh!" Tommi whimpered helplessly. "We ... can't!" she panted, sounding
more like she was trying to convince herself than to dissuade Erica.
"Not here, anyway," Erica agreed, still rubbing and licking at Tommi's
writhing, hot body. "Do you want to go back to my room? My roommate is
gone for the weekend."
"Uh huh!" Tommi panted weakly, overwhelmed by sensations she'd never
experienced.
**********
About mid-morning, Tommi cracked the door of her room and peeked inside.
Not seeing Katie, she walked in unsteadily. Her legs were still
trembling. She was exhausted, and she had a very distracted look on her
face - about half pure pleasure and half fatigue. She flopped down on her
bed, and despite her intentions, fell asleep almost instantly.
A while later, some noise stirred Tommi's brain, and she began to slowly
stir from her slumber. She pried open her eyes and saw Katie working on
homework, as usual. It had probably been Katie moving about the room that
had broken through Tommi's sleep. She contemplated closing her eyes and
trying to get more rest, but as she turned, her bed squeaked.
Katie lifted her head from her books. "Morning, sleepy-head," she said
simply.
"Yeah," Tommi groaned. "Too soon as usual." She levered herself to an
upright position.
Katie turned her chair. "Too soon? It's three in the afternoon. Someone
didn't come home last night," she observed. Her voice was devoid of
accusation or judgment.
"Uh, yeah," Tommi admitted softly.
"Brian?"
Tommi shook her head. "Nope." An involuntary shudder ran down Tommi's
spine. "You should know by now that even thinking about being with a guy
- that way - creeps me out."
Katie's eyes narrowed as her next guess came seconds later. "Erica." It
wasn't a question so much as a statement of fact.
Tommi's eyes betrayed what she thought she could keep secret. She dropped
her gaze to her lap, suddenly feeling embarrassed and ashamed.
"Okay...." Katie's verbal hesitance reflected her uncertainty of just
_how_ she should talk to Tommi.
"It's not .... It wasn't ...." Tommi stumbled for words. "It just
happened! I didn't mean for anything to happen!"
"You don't need to be defensive," Katie reminded Tommi. "I wasn't being
judgmental."
"I was just taking a shower, and then Erica came in, and she offered me a
backrub because my back hurt, and the next thing I knew, we were in her
room!" Tommi blurted. "I don't know _how_ it happened!" She started to
cry.
Katie moved over to Tommi's bed and put her arm around Tommi. She said
nothing as she let Tommi cry on her shoulder for several minutes.
Finally, Katie spoke again. "So, what now?"
Tommi looked up, her eyes red from crying. "Huh?"
"What now?"
Tommi shook her head. "I was hoping _you_ could tell me," she sniffled.
Katie let her eyelids droop and shook her head. "You know I can't do
that. It's _you_, not me, that has to decide."
"That's what I was afraid you were going to say."
Katie took a few deep breaths. "I think I can see how this would be
confusing. Tell me, if you were a guy, what would you think of Erica?"
"Huh?" Tommi didn't follow Katie's question.
"What would you think of Erica? If you were still a guy?"
Tommi didn't even have to think. "I'd say she's pretty hot," she
answered.
"So you'd be attracted to her - sexually?"
Tommi nodded. "I see where you're going," she said softly. "Yeah, I
guess so. I think _any_ normal guy would find her attractive sexually."
"Before you had the surgery, you were sexually active, right?" Katie
continued. "As a guy, I mean."
Tommi blushed. "Yeah. That's what got me into this mess in the first
place."
"And I _know_ that, while you were pregnant, your hormones had you quite
... aroused at times, right?"
"So?" Tommi said, once again getting defensive.
"So you're a young lady with a body full of hormones that you're not used
to, you've been celibate for nearly a year, and you've still got guy
thoughts about girls being 'hot'. Don't you get it? It'd be surprising
if you _didn't_ end up having a lesbian affair," Katie explained.
"Especially with a girl like Erica, who _is_ quite attractive."
Tommi let her eyes close and thought for a second, taking slow steadying
breaths while she did. "It sounds reasonable," she said, "but ...." She
shook her head. "I should have known better! I should have been able to
control myself!"
"Even when Erica, who has been lusting after you practically from the day
you moved in, comes on to you _naked_ in the shower?" Katie asked.
Tommi's eyes snapped open. "What? You're kidding, right?"
"She's had the hots for you from the beginning." Katie saw the surprise
in Tommi's expression. "Are you telling me that you didn't know? And you
didn't know that she's a lesbian?"
Tommi shook her head. "No. I mean, it's not like I _know_ how girls act!
I've never had to deal with a lesbian pursuing me!"
Katie shook her head back and forth sadly. "Oh, Tommi! I'm sorry! I
thought you knew! We _all_ know she's a lesbian!" She sighed heavily.
"Oh, damn!"
"So are you saying that it's not my fault? That because I wasn't used to
female hormones on overload, and was still thinking a little like a guy,
that Erica decided that she was going to seduce me?"
Katie nodded slowly. "Not entirely, but at least partly. Especially
after the summer you had. I bet if you ask Rachel, she'll confirm that a
postpartum woman is most vulnerable emotionally to the desire to feel
needed and wanted. It was a perfect storm of emotions. And I didn't warn
you because I assumed you knew!"
Tommi looked up into Katie's eyes to try to read what the older girl was
thinking. Suddenly, though, Tommi dropped her gaze.
"What?" Katie asked insistently as soon as she saw the motion.
Tommi sniffled again. "I'm ... afraid."
"Of what?"
"Of lots of things. That I liked it too much. Of what you'll think of
me. Of what Sara will think." Tommi shook her head. "I really messed
up, didn't I?"
Katie lifted Tommi's chin so she had to look Katie in the eyes. "You
should know by now that you don't have to worry about what I'll think.
You're family, and I love you." She let Tommi digest that thought for a
few moments. "As to Sara, I don't know. You'll have to figure out if, or
how, you need to talk to her about this. You _know_ word is going to get
around to her, sooner or later."
"Yeah."
"As far as the other matter goes, that's up to you. _Did_ you like it?"
"What?" Tommi asked, shocked. "What kind of question is that?"
"Did you like it?"
"That's kind of ... personal," Tommi finally replied. "And I don't see
how ..."
"If you didn't like it," Katie interrupted, "then you don't have anything
to worry about. If you _did_, then there are more - and more confusing -
questions. Was it better than sex as a guy? Was it about intimacy, or
just sex? Are you attracted to Erica in a romantic way? You know,
questions that will ask yourself what - and who - you are."
"That doesn't sound easy or fun," Tommi said softly.
"And there's one more thing that's not going to be fun."
"Which is?"
"You're going to have to work this out with Erica," Katie said somberly.
"Yeah, I know," Tommi agreed.
"And you need to answer another question from me," Katie continued. She
paused, waiting for Tommi to look up at her. "How does it compare to sex
as a guy?"
"Katie!" Tommi fussed.
Katie laughed. "You should have known that I'd ask eventually. It's
probably been on every girl's mind since you got here." Seeing Tommi's
open-mouth expression of shock, Katie continued, "Think of it as helping
your big sister understand."
Tommi shook her head in disbelief. "This is _so_ unreal! Not only am I
telling girls what it's like to be pregnant, give birth, and pump milk,
but now you're asking me to compare male and female orgasms!"
"So compare already!"
Tommi wrinkled her brow in thought for a moment. "You like amusement park
rides?" She seemed to be changing the subject.
"Yeah. And..."
Tommi explained. "It's like the difference between a drop tower and a
roller coaster. Both give you a big adrenaline rush, but the drop tower
is a buildup, a burst of excitement, and then it's over. The roller
coaster, though, goes up and down over and over. They're different, but
you enjoy both of them."
"Okay, I kind of understand what you're trying to say. They're both
interesting but too different to compare, right?" Katie chuckled, "And
that's an interesting phallic reference to the drop tower to emphasize
which was which!"
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On her way to the bathroom, Tommi opened the door just as Erica lifted her
hand to knock. Both girls were startled by the unexpected coincidence.
Tommi stepped back into the room. "Come in," she invited, her voice edged
with uncertainty.
Erica stepped in, closing the door behind her, then launched herself at
Tommi, wrapping her in a smothering embrace as she kissed Tommi
feverishly, her tongue trying to push Tommi's lips apart to dance with
Tommi's tongue.
It only took Erica a few seconds to realize that Tommi wasn't
reciprocating her enthusiasm. She backed away from the embrace and kiss
slowly, her arms freeing Tommi. Erica leaned back against the door jamb.
"I thought you'd be happier to see me," she said, her expression
crestfallen and her tone sad.
Tommi's expression spoke volumes. "I'm ...." She stopped, shaking her
head.
"I thought ..." Erica began.
"Shhh," Tommi interrupted. "We need to talk."
Erica's expression fell. "I think I know where this is going," she said,
pain in her voice.
"I thought ... Last night, I thought we had something special," Erica said
as tears started to flow from her eyes. "You're so special, and I ..."
"Please, let me explain," Tommi begged.
Erica turned to the door, shaking her head and wiping her face.
"Erica, please, we _need_ to talk."
Erica stopped, touched by the pleading tone in Tommi's voice. She turned
slowly, her cheeks stained with tears.
"Last night _was_ special," Tommi began. "You made me feel special and
needed in ways that I haven't felt in a long time." She felt tears
starting to run from her own eyes. "I've been rejected by my own family.
I was almost all alone this summer, scared to death of the prospect of
having the baby. I got emotionally hurt by the staff at the clinic. I
had to deal with postpartum depression - all alone. You made me feel ...
wonderful. You made me feel like I was wanted, desired, important."
"But..."
"But I'm afraid," Tommi confessed. "I'm scared in so many ways that you
can't imagine. What happens to the boy part of me if I decide to stay a
girl? What happens when it's time for me to change back? What happens if
I decide to stay a girl, and give up that part of who I am?" She shook
her head.
Erica's head drooped. "This is where you ask if we can't just be friends,
right?" She sounded bitter.
Tommi shook her head. "I don't know what to do," she admitted, "except
that I don't want to hurt you."
"You already did," Erica sobbed. "I'm sorry. I was stupid to hope, I
guess." She turned back toward the door, reaching for the handle.
Tommi put her foot out, blocking the door.
Surprised, Erica looked up at Tommi. "You ... I thought that ...
yesterday ... you were letting me know that you were interested," Erica
said sadly. "I thought ... " She dropped her gaze again.
A possibility dawned suddenly on Tommi, one that she hadn't considered.
"You thought that since I was a guy, I'd still be into girls, and that you
had a chance because of that?"
Erica, still looking down, nodded. "Yeah."
"Because I didn't know how to act as a girl, or to recognize your interest
and advances?"
"Yeah."
"Maybe part of me still is attracted to girls like when I was a guy,"
Tommi admitted. "But right now, the only thing I know for certain is that
I'm an emotional wreck because of my family and my hormones and ..." She
wiped at her tears. "If I _were_ looking for a girlfriend, I don't know
how I'd do better than you. You're fun, you're sweet, you make me feel
... sexy."
"You _are_ sexy!" Erica blurted. "You don't know how hard it was for me
to keep my hands off you, especially when you had that nice round pregnant
belly! You made me so _hot_!"
"But that's only temporary," Tommi sighed. "It's not me. At least, I
don't think it's me." She shook her head again. "I'm sorry if I led you
on. I didn't mean to. I didn't think I was attractive or interesting
enough for anyone to notice."
"You _are_ attractive," Erica argued. "Attractive and sweet and innocent
and sooo sexy!"
Tommi sighed. "Right now, I have to focus on my studies and helping my
little sister and the baby I'm going to carry. I can't add anything
more."
"I think I understand," Erica said stiffly.
"I wish _I_ did!" Tommi rebutted. "I do know that you made me feel
wonderful and special last night. You made this body feel things that I
never knew were possible! You were so tender with me that ... I don't
know what to say."
Erica listened in silence, afraid to say anything, but her lower lip
trembled, and the occasional tear flowed down her cheek.
Tommi reached up and tenderly wiped a tear off Erica's face. "If I
decided to stay a girl, and if I was sure that I still preferred girls,
and if I didn't have to worry about Sara, you couldn't keep me away from
you. You're special. I really like you. I might be starting to love
you."
"But that's too many 'ifs', is that what you're going to say?"
Tommi nodded. "If I knew that you wouldn't get attached to me, I'd really
enjoy having sex with you a lot. But I just can't ... take a chance."
Tommi wrapped her arms around Erica. "I can't stand the thought of
hurting you ... more than I already have."
Erica nodded, sniffling. "You're just making me love you even more," she
said softly. "I've never met anyone who was so concerned about _me_!"
She turned her head and let her lips brush Tommi's.
"I'd like to say I wish this had never happened," Tommi said, "but you
made me feel so good that I'm glad it did. I just wish I knew how to not
hurt you."
Erica nodded softly. "Can you answer me a question?"
Tommi nodded. "I'll try."
"If we ... if you were ... if we kept seeing each other intimately, and
you knew that I was madly in love with you, would you feel guilty and stay
a girl just to keep from hurting me?"
Tommi bit her lower lip. She _knew_ that she couldn't hurt Erica by
abandoning her if they had a real romance.
Erica understood the answer without Tommi having to speak. "I thought
so." She kissed Tommi again lightly. "I could never be so selfish that I
did that to you. And if you stayed with me, I'd always wonder, wouldn't
I?" Erica reached for the door handle. "I know it'll be hard," she
began, "but I _do_ cherish you as a friend. I want to keep that if we
can."
Tommi nodded. "I'd like that." She tried to smile, but failed. "Our
little secret?"
Erica nodded. "Yes." She opened the door and stepped into the hallway.
"If you change your mind..."
Tommi felt the lump in her throat as Erica closed the door behind her.
The trickle of tears turned into a steady stream as she realized that she
_had_ hurt Erica badly, and might have messed up their friendship. Tommi
turned, collapsing onto her bed, the stream becoming a torrent as she
sobbed uncontrollably. She didn't know what was happening to her. In her
male past, Tom had had several encounters of casual sex. Tom had had
girls getting all choked up about 'their relationship' and being hurt, but
Tom had never worried about being hurt himself.
But now, she was Tommi. And the encounter with Erica had been more than
just casual sex. Tommi felt herself worried about friendship, about being
hurt, and about how much she might hurt Erica. She felt guilty thinking
that sex had mislead Erica into thinking that they _did_ have a developing
relationship. She cried and cried, knowing that she was much more
emotional than she _should_ be, and aware that she had no clue or
experience at how to handle these foreign feelings.
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(to be continued)
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