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I think it was May of last year when Mom began acting differently. She'd strained ligaments in her ankle while running and began physical therapy with someone I knew from high school. Katrina - or Trina - was a senior when I was a freshman. We both played goalie for the high school soccer team, only she was varsity. I made junior varsity and was her fill-in. She taught me a lot before she went off to college. 

Mom seemed to enjoy her therapy so much she hired Trina to come over once a month to give us massages. I loved getting them. I felt so much better the next day, and I began to look forward to them. Trina and I would talk soccer, college, and other stuff while she was rubbing me down.

I wasn't a good enough player for a four-year university scholarship; however, the local two-year community college gave me a full ride. I planned on getting my general education courses there, and when I decided what I wanted to major in, move on to a four-year, which would save Mom a ton of money.

Back to Mom, it must have been a couple of months after we started the massage thing with Trina that she began socializing with her. I thought it was weird since Trina is twenty-two. Mom is thirty-eight, and my mom. They'd go shopping on some Saturdays, Mom wouldn't get home until dinner, and she'd look worn out. She rarely bought anything on those days, which isn't like her at all.

What was very strange and what got me to wondering was when she started asking me about girls at school. If I'd kissed any or if any wanted to kiss me. She asked if I knew any lesbians or bisexual girls. I was honest with her and told her that I knew some, but I'd never kissed any. I didn't think about them much. I was too busy with soccer, drama club, and academics.

All of these questions and her talks about same-sex relationships were at random times. It took me a while to begin to suspect that she and Trina were doing it. At first, I was a bit disgusted. I mean, Trina is so close to my age. What did she see in my mom? 

We're not rich, so it couldn't be money. I decided to text Trina and ask her. I found her number on a card she'd given Mom when she first came over for dinner after Mom finished rehab. I didn't ask her right out if she were fucking Mom. I wanted to be a little more discreet and not so dramatic. I asked her to call me, and I told her it wasn't urgent.

Naturally, she called when Mom was home. I went to my room and talked to her after closing the door. At first, we just talked about the usual stuff like we always do, then I asked, "Are you and Mom having sex?"

The phone got quiet for way too long. That's when I knew they were. Trina said I should talk with my mom. Yes, they were intimate. I told her it was cool. I wasn't mad or anything. I wondered why they kept it hidden. She repeated that I should talk to Mom. I thanked her and hung up. Right after that, I heard Mom's phone ring as I was walking out to talk to her.

When I walked into the living room, Mom was silently listening to whoever called her. I assumed it was Trina. Her eyes widened as she stared at me. Oops, busted.

She hung up the phone after telling the person she was talking to that someone was in the room and she'd talk to them later. She put the phone down; her face was flush, as was her neck. 

"Kelsey, have a seat; we need to talk."

I smiled and sat, "That was Trina, wasn't it? You two are lovers, aren't you?"

She took a deep breath, working up the courage to admit it. Mom is timid and introverted, so I sort of understood why she was keeping her relationship with Trina secret.

"Yes, Kels, we are. Please don't hate me. It just happened."

“It's cool, Mom. You could have told me. I can't figure out what someone almost my age would see in someone your age. I mean, not that you aren't pretty, and nice, and all that. It's the age difference I don't get.”

She laughed, "I don't understand it either, to be honest. We've talked about it, and Trina likes that I'm mature, settled down, stable, that sort of thing. She hasn't asked for money or anything like that if that worries you. I like the fact that you two get along so well. You remember some of the men I've dated. You hated most of them."

I giggled, "Yes, I did. Some were real losers, sorry, Mom."

She laughed, "I know I was sorry too. So, you're okay with this? Any questions for me? I'm sorry, I didn't tell you sooner. I wasn't sure how you'd react. I can see I overthought that one."

"I'm fine, and nothing changed except you're a lot happier, I've noticed. I won't ask why."

She started glowing red again, "Thank you. If you have questions and don't want to come to me for some strange reason, Trina can answer them. I hope you'll ask me first, though."

"I'm fine, thanks. So, when is Trina spending the night? Is she going to move in? Does this make you a lesbian or what?"

Mom laughed, "Well, now that the cat's out of the bag. I'll talk to her and see. No, she's not moving in. She owns her own little house and has a massage studio set up in it. She's happy where she is, sweetie. I guess technically, I'd be labeled as bisexual since I have you, silly."

"Okay, I guess that's right, no big deal. You're still my mom, regardless. Oh, as long as I have you here and you're in a good mood. When can we go car shopping for me?"

She shook her head, “I'll have to think about it. We need to compromise on what you want and what I want.'

“I know, so never.”

“Soon, sweetie, soon.”

The second weekend after the 'big reveal', Trina stayed over. They were funny to watch. Friday night, Mom was a little nervous cuddling up with Trina on the couch as we watched Netflix. Trina would look over at me to be sure I was watching the television and then give Mom a quick kiss on her lips. Mom would blush, trying not to make a sound as she squirmed. I could see them out of the corner of my eye and didn't let on.

I went to my room early to work on some school things. I could hear them locking the front door and turning out the lights just before Mom came in to kiss me good night and tell me not to stay up too late. I promised I wouldn't as I heard Trina call out 'good night' to me. I called out, 'sweet dreams' as Mom closed my door behind her. 

I laughed to myself, thinking how silly they were hiding from me. I didn't care as long as Mom was happy.

I got up early Saturday morning. I could hear some rumbling around in the kitchen. Dressed in my nightshirt and panties, I went to see what was going on. I walked into the kitchen to find Trina searching through all the cupboards for something. She dressed as I was, panties and a worn-out too large tee shirt. 

“Hi, Kels, I didn't mean to wake you. I can't find the little K-cups for the coffee maker.”

I smiled, "We have reusable K-cups, and mom keeps the coffee in the freezer. I'll get the cups you get the coffee."

I found the cups, and as I turned around, Trina had done the same thing, only she'd had a blast of cold air from the freezer, and her nipples were poking at her tee. I did a double-take, trying not to stare. She noticed and giggled.

“Here's the cups. You can just use a spoon for the coffee.”

"I'll remember next time, sweetie. Your mom is out. I think that second glass of wine got to her."

I sat at the kitchen table as she first fixed a cup for me and then for herself. I knew she had a hot body, but dressed like that left no doubt in my mind. I could see why Mom liked her. Not that I like girls in that way. It's just that hot is hot.

I blew on my cup as she leaned against the counter, waiting for hers. 

"So, your mom said you took our 'thing' really well, Kels. I'm glad. She also said if you had any questions you didn't want to ask her, you could ask me. I'm here, so if you do, let me know. You know I like you, and I won't BS you."

"Thanks, Trina. I'm fine with it all. It's nice Mom found someone, and I'm happy it's you. I like you too."

She pulled her cup from the maker, shut it off, and joined me. She's a good six inches taller than me, so those perfect breasts were in full view. The thin material in her tee left little to the imagination. I kept maintaining eye contact, but when I sipped, I tended to stray looking at them.

We talked about all sorts of things, school, soccer, what kind of car I wanted. Then she asked if I was curious.

"Curious about what?" I replied, knowing what she meant.

"Girls, silly. I noticed you checking out my girls. Especially after I got the coffee from the freezer, it's okay. I'm happy with your mom, and you can look all you like."

"It was hard not to notice. You have nice boobs, well, a great body overall, Trina. Can I ask you something?"

She took a sip, “Of course, I just told you that, sweetie.”

I hesitated, looking behind me, making sure Mom wasn't there. I asked, "What do you see in Mom? I mean, she's almost twice your age."

Luckily she wasn't sipping when I asked because she would have had blown coffee out her nose as she laughed. 

"Sorry. To start with, I have a thing for Asian women. I don't know why, but I've always found them sexy and exotic. I had a crush on your mom when I first met you two. She's sweet, sexy, smart, loving, and a little shy, which I adore. You're a lot like her. Plus, she takes care of herself. I find that very attractive also. Does that help answer your question?"

I smiled, "I think it does. Mom likes you, and I can see why. Besides the killer bod."

I blushed as she giggled. 

“You are adorable, Kels. I know quite a few girls and ladies that would love you. If you ever got that urge to find out.”

She smiled as she took a long sip, watching for my reaction.

I sat there, pondering it, "I'm good, thanks."

We finished drinking our coffee, and I was about to get dressed when Mom walked in. She kissed me on the head, telling me good morning, then Trina on the lips.

Trina offered to make her coffee, and Mom smiled, telling her, 'Okay,' then sat down opposite her at the table. 

She looked at me, smiling, "What are you talking about?"

Trina answered before I could, “School, cars, soccer, girlie stuff.”

I nodded, then got up to put my cup away. I headed to my bedroom to change into my clothes. I had so many thoughts going through my mind. 

The next few weeks were fairly routine. Trina got in the habit of coming over on weekends when she didn't have massage clients booked. We'd stopped doing the monthly massage thing after the first weekend Trina stayed over. Mom said she made a deal with her that she'd give us massages for free when she was visiting. Mom bought the oils for her and kept them in her bathroom. The only thing lacking was the table, so we improvised laying beach towels on the floor. 

I started getting more comfortable around Trina. She was nice to talk to, and I didn't feel she was leering at me like some of Mom's previous male dates. The massages became a time for Trina and me to have quiet girl talks. Mom wouldn't be in the room, so we could talk about things and not embarrass her or bore her with soccer talk.

I loved how Tina worked my muscles, and I felt so much better after each massage. I began to wish she'd visit more often.

One massage, when I was feeling extraordinary, I got brave and started asking about her friends. The ones who would 'love' to meet someone like me. 

Our voices dropped to a whisper as she asked me questions about the type of woman or girl I'd like to meet. I told her I honestly didn't know, and I wasn't sure I wanted to do it. I was just curious.

She started describing ladies with whom she thought I might have things in common. Sports, being the first pick. She named activities to see if I enjoyed them, reading, movies, what type of music I listened to, did I have an ethnic preference, hair color, height, body type. I felt like I was filling out a profile on a singles website. 

I reminded her I was just curious about it and didn't intend to go full-on lesbian. She laughed, reassuring me she'd not set anything up, but it was good to know if she stumbled onto someone and I changed my mind.

She even said we could host a small dinner party with the applicants I'd narrowed down. It would be completely innocent, maybe three ladies at most. They wouldn't know I was looking. I could 'shop around,' so to speak, in the comfort of my own home. Plus, she wouldn't tell Mom what was going on.

I said I didn't want her to get in trouble with Mom, and I'd think about it. I wasn't sure about any of it. I told her I'd think about the qualities also, maybe go to one of those dating sites to make a list. It sounded like fun. I was almost eighteen, and I could fudge it online.

Another couple of months passed before I mentioned to Trina that we should have a dinner party. She grinned, telling me she'd suggest that to Mom so she could meet some of her friends. 

About a week later, I got a text telling me Mom thought the party was a good idea. She hadn't met many of Trina's friends. I texted back that we had to keep this secret. I didn't know how Mom would react. She sent an emoji that was giggling, telling me Mom would be okay with it, but not to worry; she wouldn't tell her.

That's when I started getting nervous and afraid I'd done the wrong thing. I knew they wouldn't know I was shopping. It would be just me asking questions to see if anyone was compatible. I had no idea what these ladies would be like. I assumed close to my age, but with Trina, I didn't know.

I kept thinking about all of this girl-girl thing. I'd never been interested in boys or girls in high school. Now since Mom has made the switch, I guess it sparked something in me. Maybe Trina was right, and someone older might be what I was looking for. But how much older? I should set a range, I guessed, so she didn't invite someone's grandmother.

I made a list of things to narrow down the qualities I would want. Of course, I had no clue how big Trina's list was or if there was a list.

I sent it to Trina to see what she'd come up with. I waited and waited. I think it was another three weeks or so before Mom announced we were having a dinner party to meet some of Trina's friends. I showed very little enthusiasm, thanks to my drama classes. Inside, I was giddy, wondering what was going to happen. So many questions ran through my mind. I almost texted Trina to ask for pictures, but I didn't.

It was now November; 'dinner' was scheduled for Thanksgiving. I'd turned nineteen in October, so I guess I was 'legal.' Since the invitees were all single, it seemed like a good idea. Hang out and whine about not having an SO, eat turkey and enjoy the day. I'd probably be the gofer getting drinks and helping Mom with the turkey. Each lady was to bring a side dish of her choice. We had plenty to drink and snack on. Trina knew what they enjoyed, so Mom made sure to stock up.

The first to arrive was Danielle, a twenty-five-year-old redhead who was about five foot ten, owned her own business making ceramic pottery, and was an avid bike rider. She had the longest legs I'd seen in a very long time and such marvelous hazel eyes. She brought cornbread stuffing, which Mom had been anxiously awaiting so she could get the turkey in the oven. It wasn't a big bird, maybe ten pounds, so she figured a little under three hours. Plenty of time for us all to get acquainted. 

Next was Tanya, and she was a thirty-year-old blonde about five feet tall. She was a gymnast in college and was still in great shape. She had lovely blue eyes, wore no make-up, and taught kindergarten. She brought purple garlic mashed potatoes that looked interesting and smelled yummy.

Finally, Carmen was a twenty-seven-year-old Latina, five-foot-three salsa dance instructor who does competitive Crossfit. She owns a Crossfit gym with another woman and uses it also to teach salsa dancing. Her eyes were brown, like mine, and her smile seemed at times devilish as if Carmen had ulterior plans working in her thoughts. She brought homemade tamales. They looked smaller than the store-bought ones. She told me we needed to steam them just before eating, so we put them in the fridge until the time was right.

When the introductions were over, I went around asking each of our guests what they'd like to drink. Mom had outdone herself with a variety of non-alcoholic choices. Of course, we had wine.

Everyone preferred wine; go figure. Trina and I had washed the good wine glasses that we never use, thinking that would be the drink of choice. I served with a bit of instruction from Danielle on how to pour and let the wine breathe.

I was wondering how Trina found these women or if they found her. I caught myself listening at every opportunity when Mom or one of the other ladies asked questions. It seemed Trina met them all at some point through physical therapy. It made sense; fit people do get injured at times. 

The conversations were so interesting. Each of them was so passionate about what they did. I hoped I'd find something I was as passionate about at some point. 

I think Mom's inhibitions were down a notch when she asked Carmen, "What is salsa dancing? Like Dirty Dancing?"

Carmen smiled, stood, looked at Trina for approval, as did Mom. Trina smiled and nodded. 

Carmen took Mom's hand, “Not really, may I show you?”

They got up, moved to the center of the room. Carmen took Mom's hands in hers, smiling, telling her to watch for the moment. Mom stood there like a statue as Carmen showed us all. She was wearing a short skirt that showed off her leg muscles when she moved. You could see her muscles flex as she stepped. I think all eyes were on her legs and ass. She moved her ass back and forth rhythmically without any music. Mom's attention was on Carmen's legs also as she stood there, not knowing what to do. The demonstration lasted maybe thirty seconds. I think all of us enjoyed it, and I know my heart was beating much faster afterward.

Tanya cracked us all up when she asked, after raising her hand, “Where do I sign up?”

Danielle chimed in, “Yes, where?”

Carmen happily gave out her business cards, asking me if I wanted one also. I looked at Mom, who was smiling, so I took one and thanked her.

Then she asked if we all wanted a quick lesson. Everyone smiled, and in unison, we all said yes, then laughed. 

I asked, "What about music? I have a Bluetooth speaker we could use."

Carmen replied, "I have a good mix on my phone, sweetie. Get your speaker, and we can make it work."

I ran to my room and grabbed the speaker. When I returned, everyone was standing, waiting for our lesson. Carmen and I managed to get her phone connected, and then she started the music to make sure it worked. She shut it off then showed us how to step forward with our left foot and lift the right. Once we got that down, it was back with the right and lift the left. We got those down then Carmen started the music. I have to admit I felt so awkward trying to remember what to do. She was patient as we all slowly got into a rhythm. We did that for maybe five minutes.

The next part was refining what we were doing, hand placement, and making sure we didn't step too far forward. Another five minutes of that, then Carmen paired us off to practice. Mom and Trina, Danielle and Tanya, then she and me. Then Carmen started the music once again.

We all managed to step on each other's toes to start with, laughing and apologizing. After a bit, we switched, repeating until we each had danced with each other. We didn't do too badly, I think, judging by all the smiles.

Tanya commented that it might be fun to have a class for her kindergartners as Carmen shut off her phone. Danielle thought that would be so cute. 

Carmen smiled, "Text me; we can set something up."

Tanya thought that was a great idea, telling her she would.

Danielle mentioned to Tanya, "If they can make field trips, you could bring them to my studio, and they can make some basic things out of clay. It's messy with that age, but it is fun."

Tanya laughed, “I don't mind messy.”

Watching the looks on faces, I think there was a double meaning there somewhere. I refilled the wine glasses and put my speaker away. Dinner was getting close, so my focus led me to the kitchen to help Mom.

Trina and the ladies asked if they could help; Mom said no. Despite her declining, all of us were in the kitchen, with Trina somewhat directing traffic. Finally, I politely told Mom to get out and sit with Trina. The turkey was out of the oven and cooling down. Danielle did the carving with help from Tanya. Tanya also warmed up her mashed potatoes while Carmen and I steamed the tamales. We teamed up nicely. With Mom and Trina out of the way, we had much more room to maneuver. 

That's when I started getting quizzed. They all wanted to know about school, dating, my future plans. It seemed like they were taking turns asking me things as I bounced around the kitchen, getting plates, silverware, and dishes for serving. There were a few giggles, and I felt hands on my tush several times as someone would politely move me out of the way to get access to something on the counter. When we'd gotten everything on the table, I went around refilling glasses. Carmen asked if I was drinking too. I looked at Mom; she was smiling and said, go ahead. So, I poured a glass of Chardonnay to toast with them. 

I was taking a liking to Carmen, and I think it was mutual. She sat next to me at the table with Mom and Trina at opposite ends, Danielle and Tanya opposite us.

My little interview continued at the table, mostly about my future. Tanya offered to let me sit in on a class. She said she could always use the help. Danielle suggested Mom, Trina, and I stop by and make something in her shop. Carmen offered a Crossfit session if I wanted to check that out. I already knew if I wished to, Trina would let me help with her massage thing. I told them all I didn't know what I was going to do and thanked them for their offers.

Dinner went nicely; we talked more than ate, so there were plenty of leftovers. When we finished, everyone helped clear the table. Once again, the kitchen was a zoo. I told Mom to sit again; Trina followed her out, leaving the ladies with me. Once again, a lot of shuffling and casual hands on my rear end. I was starting to like how each of them took their time moving me aside like that. It was going to be hard to pick because I liked all three.

After the kitchen was clean, we settled out in the living room. I was on the sofa between Tanya and Carmen. I was mostly talking with Carmen about Crossfit and how it would improve me physically for soccer. It sounded very challenging, and she said there was a documentary on Netflix I should watch. It shows the professionals and what they go through during a competition. Most everyone knows each other at that level and it was a great community to belong to. 

She had me convinced to try it, asking when I'd like to. I mentioned I didn't have a car I could use while looking at Mom. She wasn't paying attention, so it didn't matter. Carmen volunteered to pick me up since our house was between her studio and home. I told her I'd text her when I was free, which made her smile. 

We'd been hanging out like six hours; Danielle was the first to leave. We all hugged and wished her well, thanking her for joining us. Before leaving, while she was hugging me, she whispered to call her. She'd help me make something special for my mom for Christmas. I whispered back, I would.

Tanya was next to leave. We went through the same round of hugging and thanking. I could feel her hard nipples against me as we hugged. I think her breasts were smaller than mine, but I knew what I felt. It gave me a slight tingle. She mentioned school would be out soon for winter break if I wanted to help in her class. Trina assured me she had Tanya's number and would give it to me.

Finally, Carmen reminded me about a training session, and I promised I'd call. As I closed the front door, I saw her give me a wink. I watched a bit as she walked to her car, wiggling her ass and turning back to see if I was watching. Carmen amplified the tingle I received from Tanya. 

I was still unsure if this was right for me. The sensations I experienced felt wonderful, but what would I do if they flirted with me? I guess I'd have to find out.

Mom was reasonably tired when the ladies made their exit. The kitchen was clean, so she decided to take a shower and read before going to bed. I think the wine got to her a bit. That left Trina and me alone to talk.

When Mom was out of earshot, Trina said, "Let me change out of these clothes into something comfy, and we can talk about the ladies, sweetie. If you want to, of course."

I did, “I'd like that. I'll change too. Thank you, Trina.”

“Oh, pour us each a glass of wine, please?”

I giggled, "Yes, ma'am."

She smiled, “Good girl.” 

She left me to change as I headed to my room. I slipped into my flannel PJs then back out to the kitchen. I poured us each a glass of the Chardonnay then sat on the sofa, legs curled under me, waiting for Trina to return.

Return she did, dressed in a thong and a tee thinner than the one she'd worn when we first thought about setting me up. I could practically see right through it. I wondered if Mom knew she was wearing this in front of me. She sat, reached for her glass. I could see the fabric press against her breasts. Her nipples were erect. I swallowed hard, looking at them, then shivered.

She sat upright, sipped, then turned to me, smiling, "You alright, baby?"

I smiled, "Umm, yes, I'm fine. Is Mom sleeping already?"

She took another sip, "Out like a light. Wine does that to her, you know. So, what did you think? Anyone stand out?"

I refocused, “They were all amazing. How did you narrow down the list?”

She giggled, "Well, Thanksgiving is a little difficult to find someone who doesn't have a family. I just kept asking, and they were the first three who accepted my invitation."

"I liked them all. All three were nice, pretty, interesting, and I think they all liked me."

She giggled, "What's not to like? You're adorable, baby girl. Smart, cute, young. Did anyone hit on you?"

I blushed as she sipped, "Carmen flirted more than Tanya or Danielle. When we were all in the kitchen, I guess my butt was the best place to wipe their hands. I got moved out of the way often."

She almost blew wine out of her nose, "You do have a cute ass, babydoll. It's all that running you do."

I squirmed, watching her sit back, her tee stretched tight. I sipped again, staring at her boobs.

“So, are you going to call Carmen? Or anyone?”

“Danielle invited me over to make something for Mom. I may do that first and see what happens. I'm not expecting much. Have you slept with any of them?”

She smiled, "I don't kiss and tell. But, to answer your question, no. We just talk when I massage them. It gets somewhat personal, almost like a personal trainer. People tend to open up about things."

"Okay, I was curious. I guess Carmen would be second. She offered me a free Crossfit session. After Winter break, I'll call Tanya to volunteer in her class."

“Sounds like you have a plan, sweetness. I like that. Any other questions for me?"

She finished her glass, holding it in her hand, waiting for my answer.

I thought for a second, "They didn't know I was checking them out, did they? Mom doesn't know about this at all, right?"

She smiled, "No, I just told them you were adorable, single, and a sweetie pie. I think they will agree after meeting you. I noticed how each one wants to get to know you better. I can't blame them. If I weren't infatuated with your mom, I'd be hitting on you."

I blushed. I could feel the redness move up my chest and into my cheeks. Trina sat, watching me, licking her lips. I saw her sigh as she got up then move toward me. She placed her finger under my chin, lifting my face to hers. I turned redder, shivering. 

"Good night, sweetie, sweet dreams."

She turned, heading into the kitchen to put her glass away. I slowly got up and followed her in. 

She had just set her glass in the sink as I walked in. Looking at me, she whispered, "Fuck it."

She grabbed my arm, I looked up, and she kissed me full on the lips. Her tongue slithered between mine to explore my mouth. I stood dumbfounded until she let me go.

When she finished, she placed her finger over my lips, "Our secret, okay?"

I nodded, not saying a word. Trina left me standing there stunned, my heart racing and my pussy tingling. I must have put my glass away, but I don't recall doing it. When I did get in bed, my heart was beating so hard it took at least an hour to calm down enough for me to get to sleep. I decided to text Danielle as soon as I thought she was awake in the morning.

I slept in, probably due to the wine. I showered and dressed, then noticed it was after nine. I called the number on Danielle's card and got a recording. I left my name, and number then went to the kitchen to get coffee and breakfast. Mom and Trina were still in her room sleeping, I assumed. Just as my coffee was ready, I got a text on my phone. It was Danielle, asking me to call her. It was a different number than on her card. I grabbed my cup, placing it on the kitchen table then dialed.

She answered, “That was quick, sweetie, what's up? Did you want to come in some time soon?”

I giggled, "Anytime that's convenient for you. I still have school. So, it could be in the evening. I can borrow Mom's car when she gets home from work or maybe on the weekend. How long does it take to make something that I can bring home?"

"That varies on what I have going on and when I have enough pieces to fire. I have a couple of birthday parties today and tomorrow. Can you get the car Sunday? I'm not open, but I can show you around, and we can talk about what your mom might like."

“I'll ask. I don't think Mom has any plans. What time would be good for you?”

"I'm an early bird, Kelsey. Anytime after seven would be fine. My address is on my card; if you have questions, feel free to text me, sweetie."

"I will, and thank you, Danielle."

"You're welcome, and please call me Dani. Bye for now, cutie. I'll see you Sunday."

"Bye-bye."

I hung up, my heart racing. I wasn't sure what was going to happen with Danielle. Grabbing my coffee, I walked back to my room to think about what I'd just done. 

Sitting on my bed sipping away, I heard Mom's bedroom door open then footsteps. They faded away, so I figured they headed to the kitchen. A bit later, they returned and back into the bedroom after opening the door. I thought Trina made coffee for Mom, and they were talking about yesterday. 

My mind was trying to put things in order. Trina was helping me without my mom knowing. She was also teasing me by kissing me even though she said she liked Mom a lot. Were all lesbians like that? I was more confused more than I had ever been. Finishing my coffee, I went back to the kitchen. I needed something besides coffee in my tummy. 

I got a bagel and heated it just as the sleepy duo wandered into the kitchen. They both kissed me good morning ( on my cheek ). Then Mom asked what I had planned for the remainder of the weekend.

I told her nothing until Sunday when I wanted to borrow the car to see Danielle's studio. It was way out on the edge of town, and buses don't run out there. Trina smiled as I waited for Mom's answer. She asked why I was going on a Sunday. I was truthful, telling her that Danielle was booked for today and tomorrow, and she was doing a firing on Sunday. I could see how it all worked.

She thought about it for a moment then told me it was fine. Trina had her car here if they needed to go anywhere. I hugged her, telling her thanks. 

Trina was still smiling as I left the kitchen with my bagel. I was one happy girl.

 

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After her successful role as Louise Summers in the UK soap Hollyoaks she was offered a major role in the BBC drama called “Lip Service” which is set in Scotland and is about lesbian relationships.Although Roxanne has always been a sex symbol she’s never really shied away from, not-only playing, raunchy roles but also stripping off for glamour mags as well. All very tasteful but she had been approached many times with cash to go further but she’s always said no.Now just turned 30, she’s a 5ft...

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I arrived at Keflavik International Airport in Reykjavik, Iceland from Bristol, England. It had taken a while to find my bearings and luggage. Once found I made my way to customs I gave them my passport and made sure the visa was correct. My entry was approved, they handed back my passport and I went outside to wait for the taxi. While I waited for the taxi to arrive, I froze my balls in the below-freezing temperatures. Damn, it was cold this evening and could it be crazy to come here this time...

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Zone Defense

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The Lesbian Debt Chapter 30 Her Brother Part Two0

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Thomas Theodore Randle the FourthChapter 4 Sisters by the Pool

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The organ struck up "Here comes the Bride" and my daughter walked down the aisle on her father's arm, up to where the vicar, groom and best man were waiting. The best man smiled and winked at me as the vicar began to speak. I was sitting in the front pew, painfully aware that I was not wearing any knickers, that my vagina was very sore with the fucking that it had endured, that my nipples had been sucked raw, and that dried cum was splashed across my thighs and stocking tops. As well as that, I...

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The Little Black C

My boyfriend and I were cuddled together in my bed enjoying the post coital bliss that followed a nice, but not spectacular fuck. I was gently fondling his rapidly deflating penis as he softly massaged my labia - both slippery with various sexual fluids. Devin broke the moment asking, “On a scale of one to ten, how would you rate this?” “Sssh,” I sighed, “Let's just enjoy this.” “Seriously,” he said, “One to ten, with a ten being mind blowing.” “Devin, let it be,” I protested, “Just be quiet.”...

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Mike,  Enough endless talking.  You once said that it is not bragging if one can back up one’s words with action, and now it has come time to back up your words, mon petit.   Please see attached; everything has been arranged.  Yours, Jen. No further explanation.A ‘click,’ a mental turn as my brain processed those three short sentences, and time quite changed, my vision dimming as I read the attachment.  It read as follows:Dear Mr. Stone,Thank you for choosing Alaska Airlines. Please make note...

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This story only available on Lush Stories. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.I’ve always been a bit of a loner. Even in my daydreams, which largely featured a handsome prince who saw me completely differently to how I really am, more time was spent waiting and dreaming of him in those solitary imaginings than I did actually with him in them. I believe that was prophetic, leading into (or perhaps from?) pathetic. When it comes to sex, with two startling exceptions, all of that...

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Seven o’clock, the black numbers showed clearly against the silver LED background. Tanner noted the time with a sense of detachment, not concerned or hurried, but with an awareness that his guest would soon arrive. A geisha, Tanner thought while gazing out through the expanse of windows in his penthouse apartment.Tanner rolled the word through his mind again, sampling its meaning as if he could taste its implications. Would she offer sex? Probably, but there was no guarantee. From what little...

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The Neapolitan

1976Logan Lee Beauregard drove his sporty, little green, convertible MGB onto Interstate 85 West, just north of Columbus, Georgia. The top was down on the little convertible sports car as he felt the wind blowing freely through his long hair. He was hyped with eager anticipation about the mischievous adventures ahead of him. He sat low in the seat, his left arm resting on the top edge of the door, while his left hand rode the wind. His right hand firmly gripped the steering wheel as he sang...

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