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There was a young bride of Antigua
Whose husband had said: "Dear me, how big you are!"
Said the girl: "What damn'd rot,
Why, you've often felt my twot
My legs and my arse and my figua!"
-The Pearl No .16

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

With an unsure voice, "Yeah, it's not like we're lesbians or anything." She gave a nervous laugh that didn't last long.

There were a few seconds of awkward silence while the two teenagers looked at each other, then Caroline bent forward and pressed her firm lips to her best friend's. They pulled away and lay back onto the bed looking up at the ceiling.

It was Lisa that spoke first, turning her head on the pillow facing Caroline's. "If we are going to do it, then we should do it right?" She had a peculiar smile on her lips. Her friend didn't answer. "I understand if you don't want to."

"I want to!" A little too quickly. She also turned her head, facing her pretty friend, "Okay, I'm ready." She looked and felt nervous.

Lisa sat up. "I'll turn off the lights and close the blinds." Her quickness and excitement were evident by her movements, but those signs were missed by her friend.

They lay for several long minutes in the dark before Lisa turned onto her stomach facing her best friend. They could just barely make out the shape of each other's faces, but could not see any features to tell if the other was happy or not. Inching her way up the queen-sized bed, Lisa placed her face right above the other girl's. In the dark, her friend could not see her barely-contained excitement or trembling anticipation, but could feel the warm breath upon her face, while Caroline bit her bottom lip with nervousness, questioning her motives and feelings of what she was doing.

Slowly, so as not to hit her friend, Lisa bent forward and, with beginner's luck, placed her lips upon Caroline's. The young girl wanted this to be a perfect kiss; in fact, Lisa often fantasized about this very moment and would practice what to do with her pillow late at night.

Caroline felt the closeness of her friend before she felt the moist soft lips touch hers. At first neither moved. Then Lisa kissed gently and slowly, her mouth opening slightly and a tongue softly sliding into her friend's mouth. It was an expert kiss made perfectly by young women who knew how she liked to be kissed. Even Caroline forgot her nervousness and massaged her friend's tongue with her own, and soon even slid it into the mouth of her best friend, tasting and testing everywhere. Lisa's head turned perpendicular to Caroline's, the perfect angle for locking lips.

Lisa was in heaven. This was better than her fantasies, and she felt an electricity right down to her toes, while Caroline forgot everything and her attention was completely focused on her lips.

They broke apart, neither knowing who did it. Lisa flopped back down onto her side of the bed, catching her breath.

It was Caroline that spoke first - "That wasn't so bad!" Her voice was uneven, nervous, excited.

"No, it wasn't." Lisa couldn't control her voice properly either.

After a few more awkward moments, Caroline spoke up, "Good night, Lisa." She turned away, her back towards her friend.

Lisa didn't reply - she didn't want to go to sleep! In fact, her body was trembling with desire. Since they had first met, Lisa had been attracted to Caroline. The attraction grew into something more, until the teen often thought about her friend when she fantasized. Both had boyfriends, both were still virgins, and they told each other everything. But the way Lisa felt about her friend was the only thing she had kept from her. When Caroline first agreed to the kiss, Lisa knew she was in love, that she would be the happiest girl alive if only her friend reciprocated. The kiss had been originally Lisa's idea.

For over half an hour, Caroline could not sleep, but lay in a frightful stupor. The question that kept running through her head was, "Am I a lesbian?" If it was just the kiss she could be able to answer that question, but the most frightening thing for the young girl was that she had enjoyed it. Tears almost came to her eyes when she realized that she was sexually excited, her vagina extremely wet and even dampening her panties and inner thighs. That scared her more than anything else, and she would give anything to stop the thoughts and feelings running through her head. Never once did she wonder about her best friend's motives, but did wonder if Lisa was feeling in the same way.

Minutes dragged into a full hour. Neither spoke, nor did they sleep. Caroline's body began to tremble - it felt like it was electrified with cold electricity. Lisa only stared at the dark form before her, imagining with hot desire fantasies that she wanted to come true.

Though the two teens would never forget what they felt, they would surely fall asleep eventually. The tall, blond, blue-eyed Lisa may perhaps become a lesbian, or just liberal-minded about her sexuality, this encounter only enforcing her suspicions that she was more attracted to girls than to guys, while with Caroline, the petite black-haired girl would try to forget the one step towards an open sexual relationship with another woman. She would probably marry, have kids and be happy. But late at night when she couldn't sleep her mind would wander back to her best friend Lisa and the kiss they shared.

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We met in college, a long way from home for either of us. I came from a comfortable middle class home, parents just celebrating thirty years together. I was the middle child, an older sister and a younger brother. Didn’t have any of the normal middle child issues, because according to my mother, ignoring me was like trying to fill a tub with a thimble, possible, but not probable. Not that I was a whiny kid. Just demanded my due. I had always been a little obsessive[I preferred to use the word...

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