Chapter 2

Over the next few months until the winter break, the four students saw each other frequently. Gina, Shelly and Trevor continued to play their weekly intramural soccer matches until the weather got too cold, frequently with Penny as a spectator. Penny and Shelly spent a lot of time together and once they started to get physically closer, Shelly was able to ignore any residual feelings she had for Gina. Although Shelly had had a 'girlfriend' back home during the summer before she went to college, they had never progressed beyond some passionate kissing. The older Penny gently led Shelly on an expedition of lesbian lovemaking until they would spend hours exploring each other. Shelly learned how to please Penny with oral sex and even used a strap-on a few times, but most of their sexual activity consisted of bringing each other off with fingers, tongues and vibrators.

Gina and Trevor also experimented sexually with Trevor teaching the younger Gina about oral sex, something she found to be 'out of this world' good. Eventually, after she had gone to the student health clinic and had an IUD placed, she crawled on top of him one night and took care of her V-card.

After the Winter Break, Gina and Shelly got together one Saturday afternoon to talk about school, life, soccer and their partners. They missed their intramural soccer games and couldn't wait for the next intramural season so they could play again. They talked about their holidays, shared information about their classes and gossiped about a few girls they knew. At a pause in the conversation, Shelly asked Gina how things were going with Trevor.

"I mean, I know you two are doing it, but do you think this will lead to something big?"

"Like what? Getting married?"

"Well, yeah."

"Honestly, no. Trevor's a decent guy, he's been very patient with me and I'm so glad he was my first. But no, I don't love him and I don't really think I ever will. He's a little too much wrapped up in himself. I mean, pretty much everything is about him when you get down to it."

"And you're staying with him because?"

"The sex is pretty awesome, not that I've got a lot to compare him to. I get off nearly every time and his tongue is to die for. But what's super cool is that he's taught me a little about domination."

"You over him or him over you?"

"Both."

"Really? Like it."

"Not every time, but yeah, I do. Once or twice it was fantastic, even."

"He's graduating in May?"

"Yup, and he plans on heading to New York and try to get in with a firm there. He told me I'm invited to go with, but when I said I wanted to finish my degree here, well, he didn't seem terribly hurt."

"Sounds like you both know it is almost over and won't get too upset."

"Nope. I mean, like I said, I don't love him. I like him, I like him a lot and I do love what his tongue can do to me, for me. And he's been a great teacher. I guess I'll have to start looking around when I get back in the fall. What about you?"

"Penny and me? Oh, we're good, I guess. Kinda like you, I like her, but I'm not in love with her. I guess we have to set our sights lower since there are far fewer lesbians around than available men."

"She graduating soon?"

"Yeah, in May, too."

"Then I propose we get as much nookie as we can this spring and reconnoiter in the fall."

"Sounds good. By the way, I heard someone's setting up three v. three games at the Smith Gym. Wanna give it a go?" asked Shelly.

"Sure. Sign me up!"

The three-v.-three games were fast and furious. They were played without a goalie, but the nets were small, which forced them to concentrate on foot skills and accurate shooting and passing. The games were so popular that they lasted only ten minutes before another two teams were allowed to play. Gina and Shelly almost always played together, but they were the most competitive when they were on opposing teams. After one of the sessions, a sophomore came up to them and suggested they try out for the school's team.

"We did already and weren't selected."

"But you're so good."

"Thanks, but the coach chose someone else," responded Shelly.

"Besides, you know what? I kinda like this. We're playing for fun, we keep active, we meet lotsa people and we're not killing ourselves practicing several times a week, traveling, playing while keeping our grades up."

"Gina's right. This is the fun side of soccer."

On their way back to the dorm, Shelly asked Gina, "Did you really mean that, you know, about not playing on the team?"

"I did. I was super disappointed when I didn't make the team, but now I realize I'm having so much more fun. Besides, I got to meet you." She gave Shelly a little side hug, which both thrilled and frustrated Shelly; thrilled to think Gina liked her so much and frustrated Gina could never be a lover.

At the end of the Spring term, the two parted company with more than a few tears and hugs. In a way, Shelly found it interesting that she felt worse about Gina leaving for a few months than she did about Penny moving away for good.

Her last night with Penny had been an exhausting one as the two tried to coax one orgasm after another from each other, but in the morning, she had simply told Penny to 'take care' as Penny loaded her stuff into the car and drove away. Yes, the relationship had been great, Shelly learned a lot about herself and enjoyed many new sexual activities with Penny (That thing which Penny did with her tongue to Shelly's clit was beyond amazing!), but in the end, it had all been about sex. Great sex, yes, but there hadn't been as much of a personal connection, a one-on-one human connection, like she had developed over the year with Gina. But Gina was straight and Shelly had promised herself she would never make a move on her best bud, would never try to seduce her. But it didn't keep her from fantasizing about Gina many nights.

During the summer, Shelly landed a job with a trail crew for a national park. The hard work left her exhausted at the end of most days, something she appreciated; at least if she was passed out, she couldn't dwell on her feelings for Gina or miss Penny's tongue and fingers. Nighttime dreams, however, were a different story.

Towards the middle of August, Shelly became aware of another crew member whose eyes seemed to follow her around. Shelly wondered if Britt was closeted or what. One evening after the rest of the crew had crashed, Britt and Shelly remained by the embers of the tiny campfire. Shelly heard Britt nervously clear her throat a few times until it began to irritate Shelly.

"Something bugging you, Britt?" she whispered.

After a pause, she responded, "Uh, this is kinda embarrassing, I guess…"

"What?"

After a deep sigh, she faintly answered, "I'll just ask. Are you, uh, into women?"

"Why? Are you?"

"Yeah, but I've never, uh, never…"

"Britt, my answer's 'Yes.' I'm lesbian. But I'm not looking for anyone right now."

"Oh. Then I guess I should go and crash."

"No, wait a sec. That doesn't mean we can't talk, you know, and whatever."

"Does 'whatever' include anything, you know, physical?"

"Why don't we walk down to the lake, huh? Here, let me kill the fire first." Once the fire was drenched, she held out her hand and led the nervous Britt to a log next to the lake.

"So, you're not out yet?"

"Not really. Very conservative parents, though I think my mom kinda suspects. She keeps pushing me to go on dates with guys and talks about grandkids someday, but here lately she's been saying things like 'I guess I'll never have grandkids.' You know."

"And you've never been with a girl?"

"Nope. Small town, high school had only twenty seniors and all as straight as could be."

"What about college?"

"Can't afford it. I signed up for an electrician's training program, you know, apprenticeship. I'm sure that's what finally made my mom realize it."

"Oh, so a female electrician is gay, huh? That is so…"

"Well, you've got to admit it's not like I went out and got a job at a fashion clothing store or something."

"Yeah, you're right. So, you asked if I was lesbian. How come?"

"I, uh, I kinda wanted to see what it's like being with a woman, you know. I dream about it and get myself off thinking about it, but I've never actually done anything."

"What are you, eighteen?"

"I'll be nineteen next month."

"And you've never ever kissed anyone?"

"This guy once, but it nearly made me gag."

There was a long pause as Shelly thought about Britt's situation. Shelly liked the girl, but did not want to get involved. The summer was nearly over, she was heading back to college in a few weeks and, most importantly, she didn't have any of the feelings for Britt as she did for Gina, even though she knew those feelings for Gina could never be rewarded. But Britt needed some help, some guidance and even though Shelly had sworn she would never get involved with a closeted lesbian, the circumstances here were unique.

"OK, here's the deal. For the next couple of weeks until this job's done, I'll spend some time with you late in the evening. I'm fine doing it openly, but you have to be sure you're comfortable with it. OK?"

"You mean…?"

"What I mean is we can sneak around at night and your secret stays with you, or we can be more open about it and you can see what it feels like being 'out,' but away from your family."

"Could we maybe start private, you know?"

"Sure. How about we start with a kiss?"

The kiss, like most first kisses, was clumsy. After a few quiet pointers, Britt improved quickly. After several more, she broke away and looked at Shelly.

"Way better than with that guy."

"Good. Look, it's getting late, so let's stop right here and plan on tomorrow night, OK?"

"Yeah. And Shelly?"

"Yeah?"

"Thanks."

For the next few nights, the two would sneak away and make out with Britt getting bolder by the night. Shelly liked the girl and found herself getting a little turned on, but in her mind, she kept things calm and didn't allow herself to develop any true feelings for Britt. The last night before the end of their program, Britt became more aggressive. She slid her hand inside Shelly's shirt and played with her breasts. Shelly responded by slipping her hand between Britt's legs, rubbing on the outside of her pants.

"Umm, feels good."

"Could make it feel better."

"Uh, how?"

"Undo your belt and zipper."

"You serious?"

"Yup, unless you don't want me to."

"Oh, God, I want you to," she mumbled as she undid her pants and pulled them to her knees. As they resumed kissing, Shelly began to rub the inside of Britt's thighs, higher and higher until the fingers rubbed across the barely covered lips. Britt reached down and pulled the gusset aside with an unsaid invitation for Shelly to go further. She slid her fingers down, pulled some moisture to Britt's clit and began to rub it in firm little circles. This was obviously something Britt liked as she broke away from any kissing and hugged Shelly tightly, moaning in her ear.

Shelly switched gears and slid two fingers into Britt and used her thumb on Britt's clit, rubbing it in time with the fucking motion of the fingers. Once Shelly went to town, she was surprised at how quickly she brought Britt to a climax. One second, Britt was moaning and the next, she exhaled forcefully between clenched teeth, her body gyrated and her pelvic muscles spasmed on Shelly's fingers. She eased off the vigorous rubbing and after a minute or so, Britt shivered slightly before giggling softly.

"Wow, that was just wow."

"First one?"

"From someone else, yeah."

"Glad you liked it."

"Loved it!"

"You better get dressed and we should get back to camp."

"What about you?"

"I'm good, really."

"You sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure. Say, uh, Britt. Can I give you some advice?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess."

"As far as I'm concerned, you're still in the closet. I normally don't hang out with girls who aren't out, but you needed to work things out. I take it you're definitely sticking with girls?"

"Oh, yeah."

"What about your family?"

"I'll have to tell them. I'll think it over, plan for the right time, you know."

"Would they kick you out?"

"I don't know. Maybe not immediately, but if they did, I'd be screwed."

"Look. Before you tell them, get your ducks in a row. Contact a woman's shelter in case you find yourself kicked out. Fix up a 'Go bag' with all your important stuff, you know, money, driver's license, any meds, stuff like that. If they want you out of the house right away, you've got everything ready to go."

"Good ideas. Thanks."

"Britt, you're a nice gal and I'm sure someday you'll find the right one for you."

"Thanks, Shelly," she said as she began to cry softly, "You're the best."

"Nah, just helping out another lesbo like myself. Oh, and one more thing: I won't get involved with you emotionally, but I do want to help if you need me. Let's swap numbers in the morning and if you desperately need help, it's OK to give me a call."

"See? That proves you're the best."

Once Britt had dried her tears, they wandered back to the campsite and crashed in their own tents. The next day, they swapped numbers as the bus drove them down across the foothills and back to the city. At the tiny airport, Britt gave Shelly an extra big hug and thanked her yet again.

On her way back home, Shelly stared out the airplane window, thinking not about Britt, but about Gina. 'I wonder what her summer's been like.'

Gina's summer had been fairly boring, as she reported to Shelly when the two met back on campus. A job as a lifeguard and swimming instructor kept her outside most of the days and left her with a nice tan, something Shelly complemented her on.