Chapter 2

“Mm hmm; there’s more potatoes and green beans if you want,” Nina said, scraping the last of her meal onto her fork.

“Yeah?” Christine asked.

They took their third drinks onto the screen in patio. Nina took the cover off of the hot tub, fiddled with the jets, then pulled two towels from a small hutch. Christine gulped her drink as she eased her too-large tennis shoes from her feet.

“You uh, Nina, you ain’t worried someone going see us?” Christine asked as Nina lifted her jersey up and off, revealing her nude body.

“Nope,” Nina said, pointing to the tall privacy fence that enclosed the back patio from view.

Nina became a little aggressive and unbuttoned Christine’s shirt. She raised up on her tiptoes and kissed Christine’s lips softly. Then Nina licked Christine’s lips with her pink tongue.

“Mm,” Nina cooed as Christine’s tongue stabbed into Nina’s mouth.

“Mm,” Christine groaned as Nina’s small hands lifted and squeezed Christine’s 31D breasts.

In high school, when she’d been eating on a regular basis, eating the school breakfasts and lunches, eating the Gueydan’s dinners, Christine had sported a 34DD chest. Her nipped in waist had made her large breasts look even larger, and had emphasized her rounded buttocks. Time on the streets had whittled the pounds and inches from Christine’s five foot three inch frame. Her hair had been trimmed to waist level the last time she’d had a hair styling done. Her hair now reached to below her buttocks.

Christine was grateful for the alcohol; she wasn’t sure how she felt about kissing another woman. She’d done some pretty shameful things for alcohol, but she’d never been with a woman.

Once, she’d sucked two old guys off for a few worn dollar bills and a pint of Albertson’s Gin. The two men had laughed and called her filthy names. The fat one had even slapped her on her face with his cock, smearing his dribble of semen onto her face. But they’d given her a few bucks and a pint of gin, so she’d withstood the shame.

Nina unzipped Christine’s shorts and ran her fingers over Christine’s blonde muff. Christine sucked in a gasp as Nina’s finger easily slipped into Christine’s wet pussy.

Nina slipped Christine’s shorts down over her narrow hips and down her slim legs. Then, with another kiss to Christine’s lips, Nina pulled Christine to the hot tub.

“Upsa-daisy,” Nina cheerfully said as she assisted Christine into the bubbling waters.

Carefully balancing her drink in hand, Nina kicked one stubby leg up and over the rim of the tub. Christine saw Nina’s bald mound split open and saw Nina’s puffy inner lips threatening to poke out. Nina used her free hand to balance herself as she lifted the other leg from the ground. Christine now looked at Nina’s slim, pale buttocks.

“Love coming out here,” Nina confessed as she floated over to where Christine perched. “Feel you know, naughty being out here, nude.”

“But, thought you said no one can see us,” Christine asked, glancing around nervously.

“They can’t but, it’s just the whole idea of it,” Nina confessed and kissed Christine softly.

Christine returned Nina’s kiss. When Nina opened her mouth, Christine stuffed her tongue into Nina’s mouth. She groaned into Nina’s mouth when she felt Nina’s fingers dancing across her breasts.

“Mm, oh,” Christine groaned as Nina’s fingers tugged at Christine’s right nipple.

The bubbling waters caused Christine’s large breasts to bobble. The ceiling fans were on medium speed, blowing cool air onto the covered patio. Christine’s light brown nipples were crinkled hard; the cool air cooling her wet breasts and shoulders.

Nina pulled her mouth from Christine’s lips and took a hefty gulp of her drink. Christine followed suit, draining her glass. Nina gently took the emptied glass from Christine’s hand and placed the glass on the lip of the tub. She then drained her own glass and set it on the lip, next to Christine’s glass.

Nina then rolled slightly in the steaming water and pressed her chest against Christine’s chest. Their lips mashed together in a passionate kiss. Christine wrapped her arms around the slender red head’s torso, pulling Nina tightly against herself.

Underneath the bubbling froth, Nina pressed her bald mound against Christine’s tuft of blonde hair. Both girls groaned in pleasure as Nina rubbed her crotch firmly against Christine’s crotch.

“Mm,” Nina crooned, bringing her hand between their mounds.

“Mm,” Christine grunted as Nina’s fingers entered her wet pussy.

Nina’s fingers brought Christine closer and closer to climax. They continued kissing as Nina fingered Christine’s pussy.

“Come on; you’ll love this,” Nina husked, pulling Christine from her perch.

“Mm,” Christine protested; she’d been right at the brink of orgasm.

“Don’t worry,” Nina giggled and pulled Christine toward a molded lounger.

“Mm, augh!” Christine cried out as a forceful jet of water pummeled her pussy.

Nina’s kiss silenced Christine’s cry of pleasure. Christine pressed her crotch firmly against the torrent of water as Nina’s lips and tongue kissed her and Nina’s fingers tugged and teased Christine’s nipples. After a second powerful orgasm, Christine slumped in Nina’s embrace.

Nina then pressed her own small breasts into Christine’s hands. Christine sluggishly did toy with Nina’s hard mounds for a moment before bending her head and suckling on Nina’s left nipple.

“Bite, augh, bite it,” Nina whispered.

Nina shuddered in pleasure as Christine did bite down. Christine then did the same to Nina’s right nipple. Christine moved her hand down over Nina’s taut belly, over Nina’s smooth mound

“Damn, how you get it…” Christine asked, feeling how soft and smooth the flesh was.

“Electrolysis,” Nina said. “Bite it again. I like my nips bbitten.”

“Christine bit down on Nina’s left nipple and pulled her head back. Nina grunted and shuddered, pulling herself back, stretching her breast out even further.

“Augh, God yes,” Nina cried out as Christine drove two fingers into Nina’s wet pussy.

After her second orgasm, Nina pulled Christine’s head close. The two shared a soft kiss. Just as Christine opened her mouth, the jets suddenly died down.

“I set it for twenty minutes; you really don’t want be out here do much more than that,” Nina said, gently pulling Christine to the edge of the tub.

Nina handed Christine one towel and began to dry herself with the second towel. Christine shivered slightly; the ceiling fans were blowing cooled air on her damp flesh.

“Come on,” Nina urged, opening the door of the house.

“Ack!” Christine called out as the chilled air hit her flesh.

“Come on,” Nina giggled and led Christine up the carpeted stairs.

“Ack, ack, ack,” Christine complained, shivering in the cold air.

“And…” Nina said, pulling back a fluffy comforter and urging Christine to lie underneath the covering.

Christine hunkered down, shivering. She watched Nina’s compact backside as the woman scampered from the bedroom.

A moment later, Nina returned with two fresh drinks. By the time Nina returned, Christine had ceased shivering. She sat up and accepted the drink.

“Mm,” Christine sighed as she gulped the harsh liquor.

Nina took a sip of her own drink, then put the glass on a coaster on her nightstand. Christine took another gulp of her drink, then set her glass down.

Nina cupped Christine’s head in her small hands, then kissed Christine softly on her lips. Their tongues touch and Nina sucked on Christine’s tongue.

“Mm,” Christine moaned as Nina sucked on Christine’s nipple.

Nina pressed Christine’s breasts together and trailed her hot tongue from one nipple to the other. Then she reached over and grabbed Christine’s drink. “Mm, augh!” Christine cried out as Nina again sucked on her left nipple.

Nina had captured an ice cube in her mouth when she’d sipped Christine’s drink. The cold ice and Nina’s warm tongue created a sharp contrast that had Christine’s nipple painfully hard. When Nina brought her mouth to the other nipple, Christine again gave a cry.

Nina swallowed the sliver of ice cube and warmed Christine’s hard nipple with her warm tongue.

Nina wiggled down and kicked along the undersides of Christine’s breasts. She then licked over Christine’s concave belly, wiggling down Christine’s prone body.

“Ooh,” Christine let out a moan as Nina blew warm breath over Christine’s puffy labia.

Nina thrust her tongue out, licking along Christine’s puffy pussy lips. She could taste Christine’s excitement on the girl’s wet labia.

“Mm oh, augh!” Christine cried out when Nina jammed two fingers into Christine’s wet pussy.

Nina again took a sip from Christine’s glass. Christine also took a hefty gulp from her glass as Nina’s fingers continued to toy with her pussy.

Christine gave another yelp as Nina’s warm lips encircled Christine’s clitoris. The incredible contrast between Nina’s warm mouth and the ice cube in Nina’s mouth was intense. Christine arched her back as Nina’s mouth and fingers tortured Christine’s pussy.

“Augh, oh God, God damn, God damn, aught!” Christine screamed in orgasm.

Nina sucked and fingered Nina to two more orgasms while frantically rubbing her own pussy to three bucking orgasms. Finally, Christine weakly shoved Nina’s mouth from her pussy. Nina rolled onto her side of the bed and picked up her drink.

“Oh. My. God,” Christine weakly murmured, draining her drink. “That was…”

“Yeah, it was,” Nina said quietly.

Nina had girlfriends when in high school. They’d gather in Marva’s bedroom; Marva’s mother and father worked at Mickelwhite’s Deli and didn’t get home until well after nine o’clock in the evening. They’d talk and squeal and gossip. Invariably, the subject of boys and sex would come up and they’d whisper breathlessly about what they would do if ever a boy paid them an iota of attention.

They’d even practice on one another. Kisses and gropes became more aggressive, but they never crossed the line into full lesbianism. Their clothing always stayed on.

In college, Nina had experimented with some girls. But she would only experiment with other girls when not in a relationship with a boy. Because she didn’t play games, because she fucked, Nina was rarely without a boy.

Nina’s reverie was broken when Christine rolled over next to her and softly kissed Nina’s lips. Nina put her glass down and opened her mouth for Christine’s tongue.

“Mm, yyeess,” Nina sighed when Christine bent and took Nina’s left nipple into her mouth.

Nina tensed as Christine’s teeth tugged at her nipple. She felt a minor orgasm well up in her guts as Christine’s tongue and teeth tortured her nipple.

Christine spent far too long on Nina’s nipples, biting and tugging them. Nina’s nipples ached by the time Christine wiggled down toward Nina’s pubic mound.

Nina gripped the back of Christine’s head and thrust her mound hard against Christine’s mouth. Christine was an inexperienced pussy eater and Nina was growing frustrated with the blonde beauty. Finally, Nina gently pushed Christine’s head away.

Twice in the night, Nina woke to go to the bathroom. Twice, she looked at the blonde beauty sleeping drunkenly next to her and wondered why she’d invited the girl into her bed.

“Am I? I’m not. No, I’m not. Am I” Nina wondered as she looked at the girl’s face.

“Pancakes,” Nina announced, waking Christine in the morning.

“Pan, oh wow,” Christine mumbled, sitting up. “All we ever get at the shelter is eggs. Oh. And that turkey bacon.”

Christine ate the six large pancakes Nina put in front of her. Then she fixed herself a drink of vodka and orange juice. Nina said nothing as Christine drank that drink, then made herself a second one.

“Need to get more?” Nina softly asked as Christine peered at the nearly empty fifth of vodka.

Christine didn’t answer. She turned her back to Nina and gulped down her liquid breakfast. Nina came up behind the girl and hugged the girl.

Christine’s long blonde hair rubbed against Nina’s nude body. Nina did not feel the sensuous rubbing of Christine’s hair against her small breasts or pubic mound. Nina felt Christine’s body shaking with silent sobs, even as the girl gulped down her drink.

Nina used the last of the vodka and made Christine a third drink. She then brought the girl up to the first guest bedroom and pushed Christine into the bathroom.

“Jacuzzi in here; the bubble baths are just so wonderful,” Nina said quietly as she set Christine’s drink onto the rim of the tub. “So, get in, sit back and relax, okay?”

Christine did loll in the wonderfully scented bubbles, languidly sipping her drink. Nina had set the jets to medium and Christine let the gentle swirling water soothe her.

“Okay, here. You said you’re a thirty one D, right?” Nina’s voice woke Christine from a light slumber.

“Huh?” Christine asked and drained her glass’ mostly melted ice.

“That’s pretty nice, isn’t it?” Nina smiled, putting a bag on the vanity. When you’re all dried off, need you to try on these, okay?”

Inside of the bag was a serviceable bra, size 31D, a pair of white cotton briefs, a pair of khaki shorts and a cute light blue top. There was a second bag with some white canvas sneakers, size eight and a large vinyl purse. Inside of the vinyl bag were two pints of Albertson’s Gin and a crisp five dollar bill.

“The shoes fit? I saw your others were a nine and they were about falling off of you; they fit?” Nina asked when Christine came out of the bathroom.

“God, yes; they feel great!” Christine enthused, modeling her new outfit.

“Here’s your old clothes,” Nina said, dropping the shirt and shorts and old, splitting tennis shoes into another plastic bag. “Your apple’s on the counter.”

“Oh. Oh, okay,” Christine said, grabbing the large Fuji apple and putting it into her new purse.

“Where you want me drop you off?” Nina asked, starting her car.

“I uh, I guess by the shelter; it’s over there on Ellis Drive,” Christine mumbled, pointing listlessly toward the Elgee shelter.

“Thanks, lady,” Christine said, getting out of the car and slamming the door shut.

Nina drove away rapidly, not looking in the rear view mirror. Returning home, Nina checked that the cover was on her hot tub. She then cleaned her home. She even changed the sheets and comforter from her king sized bed, though she normally didn’t change the bedding until Mondays.