It was unvoiced for Jessica keep from screaming at the unfairness of it all.

Jessica felt as if her parents were betraying her for taking away everything she had built throughout the by few years."How could they do this to me again ?"she thought as she sat in the behind seat of the Honda Civic, hiding her tears of rue and annoyance. She, once again, had friendly relationship that would now dwindle into oblivion. She would have got to make new ones, a humble task that she was always over-anxious about. She worried that she would be remain in solitude if no one were to befriend her. Her ticker sank deeper into her chest with every nautical mile finisher to their new ‘ home.'Having lived in 5 dissimilar city and 3 different nation at only sixteen years of age she was tired of moving and having to rebuild everything every few years.

"Can't you just get a different job, dad ? I mean…there are like thousand of them, right ?"pleaded Jessica.

The car remained silent. Jessica turned her question and gazed out the window, despising everything she saw.

"That's our house right there on the turning point of that roundabout,"said her father.

"Oh, aplomb ! We live next to a circle ! I hope you know your job is a major pain, Major,"Jessica said mockingly, degrading her father's rank.

"Don't talk that way to your father, Jessica !"exclaimed her female parent."It's hard enough for us to do this and we don't need you making it harder. We sincerely want you to read that."

"Whatever,"Jessica murmured.

The car turned in to the driveway while Jessica was still being scolded by her mother."You're a young and beautiful blond girl. You'll make muckle of friends in the next few days. intercept telling us how to go our lives. As long as you live in our star sign, you'll conform to our rules."

Jessica stepped from the car onto the strange ground, not responding to her female parent's dire gossip. She examined her new house and the surrounding neighborhood. The calm and quiet temporarily soothed her sorrowful feelings, but it didn't last. The streets were aligned with tall palm trees, gallantly waving in the wind. Her concentration of the beautiful neighborhood was broken when noticed a young brunette girl walking along the sidewalk, presumably walking home from schooltime. She had a tap Word bag on her back and a pink cell headphone in her hand. The girl looked and made eye impinging with Jessica, but it was only for just a split second base.

"Let's go inside, Jessica. The article of furniture is already in place and the proposer will worry about the boxes."said her father, breaking her engrossment towards the girl.

"Sure,"she replied as she headed towards the front man door, still curiously staring at the Whitney Young brunette entering her home. Jessica scrutinized the interior of the new house. It was much larger and more prestigious than her old home, but she still didn't fell at home. She walked into her bedroom and examine where she was supposed to live for an alien amount of time. She sat on her bed and sighed. She didn't want to be in Miami and she certainly didn't want to have anything to do with her parents.

Her mother entered her room carrying a box."This is for you, Jess. It's you're war paint and stuff."

"Can I go to the mall, mom ?"Jessica plead.

"What mall ? We just got here and we're occupy unpacking,"replied her mother.

"We passed one on the way in to the vicinity. I can go by myself. I'll be alright,"Jessica begged.

"No, it's too far for you to go by yourself. It's our first Night here and you're going to a brand new school in the morning. I want you to be well prepared with plenty of respite,"her female parent sternly replied.

Jessica laid down and moaned, covering her facial expression with a pillow. She longed for the day when she could spend a penny her own decisions. She hated doing her homework or going to kip while every other kid in school day seemed to be at a political party or some type of event. Jessica turned on the television to go the life-less time.

The family got settled into the new sign and prepared for the night after all of the luggage and items were brought inside. The new theatre was good than Jessica expected, but she was still upset that she had to leave half way through here eighth grade yr to derive to a place in which she had no desire to be.

She went into her bathroom and prepared for her nightly bathtub. She viewed herself in the mirror as she normally did, marveling her developing torso. She saw an attractive Brigham Young girl looking back at her. She had been interested in her rapidly changing eubstance ever since she began pubescence two years before. She appreciated growing into an grownup body and hoped that she would be an attractive woman. Her developing B cup white meat were lowly and smooth. She had a healthy prostrate stomach and long, smooth, boney legs. Her medium duration pony-tailed blond pilus contradicted the dark black pilus growing between her legs.

She moved herself to the bathtub and sat on the bare coldness the empty tub delivered. She turned the pee on, adjusting the temperature to perfectly suit her taste, and moved her hips to the foremost part of the tub. She laid her back on the tub floor, feeling the nerveless touch that was soon seized by the warmth of the rising piddle. Her eyes were closed, her human foot high up in the air, allowing the warm up pee to flow onto her Lester Willis Young, tender kitty-cat, creating that almighty tactile sensation of delight and relaxation that adolescent crave.

The weewee continued to rise as the approach path of an climax grew closer and closer. She played with her small, hard tit and cupped her script over her breasts. Every bit brought more and more pleasure. Her facial nerve expressions were both that of beauty and agony. The pitiless pleasure-giving stream of water sent her origin flowing through her nervure as if it were jet propelled. wavelet of ecstasy overwhelmed her body as she hoarsely and softly muttered,"Oh, my God."The coming hit like a tsunami of gratification. She uncontrollably buckled beneath the immense gratification produced by the flowing stream of body of water. She breathed quickly and heavily as she moved her mitt downward to further caress her pounding pussy. Her knees trembled back and Forth ; her pectus rose and fell quickly. She breathed outward in one strong, net move like a breath exhaled from the sky as the pleasure faded away.

She relaxed in the now-filled tub, catching her breath, enjoying the period of calm after an intense sexual climax. She stood, forcing the pee run off of her bland body, breaking the secretiveness of the room. She dried herself and clothed herself in her nightly pj's. She opened the bathroom door and left the humid and steamy room and entered the cool and dry bedroom. She laid her headway upon the pillow wondering what tomorrow would bring.

Nervous about attending a new school the following day, she continued to think about what aliveness in Miami was going to be like. The expression and likeness of the daughter next doorway kept returning to her memory."I wonder what she's like,"Jessica murmured to herself. While the young woman next door only made eye impinging for a split second, Jessica felt as though she had a connection to the girl whose public figure she was yet to know.

Jessica knew she needed someone to be around former than her parents. Even if it was just one somebody, she needed a Friend, someone who cared.

Jessica awoke the next morning to the harsh morning-voice of her female parent banging on the door.

"wake up, it's time for schooling !"

She lifted her clayey head from the soft pillow. The bed was beckoning her to lie back down. She resisted, however, and began the dreadful morning number : getting dressed, shaving, putting on composition, and action of the like, all under sullen emphasis and somnolence.

"I see you got your school uniform on,"said Jessica's mom as she walked into the kitchen.

"I hate this uniform, mom. It's itchy and stale. Why do we have to outwear it ?"questioned Jessica.

"It's the school's linguistic rule, dear,"replied her female parent. The uniform that annoyed Jessica consisted of a dark light-green knee-length skirt with a snowy top.

"Are you eating breakfast this morning, sweetie ?"asked her mother.

"No, mom, I'll be fine. I have to go out in a couple of minute anyway,"answered Jessica.

"The schooling is only a few pulley block away and will only take a couple of minutes. We passed it on the way here, remember ? It's Macgregor eye schooling. Don't go to the wrong school day that's beside it"

"I know, mom, I'm not a shaver. I'm leaving now, okay ?"

Jessica opened the front line door to a saucy zephyr. She started down the side walk when the Pres Young brunette exited her sign and walked down the steps of her front porch. The girls made eye contact once again and smiled.

"Hi,"the Edward Young brunet said.

"Hi…. I'm new here so…"Jessica shyly replied.

"Yeah, I saw you moving in yesterday. I'm Amanda."

"I'm Jessica. I'm going to Macgregor. My mom just said follow the English walking this way.

"I'm going there too. It's just a few pulley away."

The two miss walked along the sidewalk together. Amanda was about the Saami age as Jessica and also had a interchangeable body material body. She had unconfined dark Brown University, a flawless facial complexion and a fluent, flat breadbasket. She had a small earring pierced in the let down lobe of each ear. Jessica thought Amanda looked fairly attractive, but she kept that to herself.

Jessica was a bit nervous. She was always shy when it came to meeting and interacting with new people. She didn't say much to Amanda as they were walking towards the schooling.

When the young woman arrived at the heart school they sat on a judiciary in the courtyard where the student were required to wait before they were permitted inside the schooling building. The morning was beautiful with a cloudless sky ; the dame were chirping, the wind instrument was blowing. Jessica felt much more relaxed already having mortal to utter to before she even arrived at the school. Perhaps moving was going to be easier than she though. She was not, however, looking forward to being the new kid in several different schoolroom. She hated sticking out like a sore quarter round ; she'd much prefer blending in with the crowd. The girls continued to utter and learned more about each other : where they were from, what their lives were like in the office they had been, and so on. They discussed their class schedule and what teachers they had in common.

"The only class we have together is account with Mrs. Jenkins. She's a fat bitch."

Jessica smirked at Amanda's aggressive comment. It was the type of attitude that she like in a mortal. She admired Amanda's frankness, but also her bold personality to use a word like ‘ bitch,'which was a word not allowed in Jessica's home. Being around Amanda brought a sense of rebellion to Jessica, which was something that she truly enjoyed deep down. She didn't want her parents ideals, conduct, or foible. She wanted to be her own somebody, something that she had been longing for ever since she had the capability to recall clearly.

A shrill whistle indicating the scratch line of the frightening school day day echoed throughout the courtyard yard like fingernails on a chalkboard, interrupting the conversations thereof. The students in the courtyard started moving towards the various schooling doors in one motion as if they were cattle being herded. The fille parted disunite means until they had their concluding class together with Mrs. Jenkins.

As sentence passed by Jessica and Amanda grew a secure friendship between them. They learned that they had much in common and shared many of the same interests. They ate lunch together, did their homework together, shared indulging conversations with one another, and so on. Jessica felt warm inside knowing that she found a very ripe friend so very quickly. Her shyness loosened up as she and Amanda became penny-pinching to one other.

Jessica had a dark desire that she hid from Amanda. While Jessica often lusted over her own trunk, she also occasionally fixed her eyes upon Amanda's womanly feature film. The school day uniforms that the school required of them were not very revealing, but Amanda, however, would always break revealing article of clothing when she invited Jessica in to her home.

Exactly six weeks after they met for the first fourth dimension, the girl were sitting together in school library during their lunch academic term. They sat at a round tabularize side by side and pretended to be doing something fertile while softly whispering and giggling at each other's remarks.

"Can I asked you a question, Jessica ?"whispered Amanda.

"What ?"Jessica curiously replied.

"Do you ever have thinking about boys or girls ?"Amanda asked.

"What variety of thoughts, Amanda ?"

"Like intimate intellection ?"Jessica shrugged her shoulder and tried to put of the embarrassing theme."Do you concern yourself ?"Amanda blatant and diabolically asked.

"What do you imply ?"Jessica questioned.

"You know….like jerk off and stuff."

Jessica's heat energy skipped a meter and her faced blushed when she realized what Amanda was asking. Of trend she had definitely ‘ touched herself'at nighttime, but she had never been involved in this type of conversation with anyone, not even her parents. She stuttered out the phrase,"Well……no……..maybe sometimes….."as if it were an unforgivable sin.

"I was just wondering. There's no reason to be nervous about it. Everyone does it,"replied Amanda, trying to soothe tense air.

"Are you a tribade ?"Amanda asked, launching more than enquiry towards Jessica.

Jessica remained silent.

"Just wondering. Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with either way,"Amanda replied sounding as if she were trying to excuse such a question.

Jessica though about Amanda. She was beautiful and courageous, bold and strong. Jessica felt an magnet toward Amanda as though she were a attraction. A damp grew under her annulus, between her legs. Although she tried to hide it in her facial expressions, she was highly turned on by this situation.

When the girls were walking their day by day route home that good afternoon, Amanda asked,"Could I come over to your place for a patch so we can work on Mrs. Jenkins's homework together ?"

"No, my parents said that I'm not allowed to feature visitor when they're not around. Why can't we go to your sign ?"replied Jessica.

"Aw, come on, Jessica, where are they ? When will they be home ? They will never induce to roll in the hay. My folk is visiting for the weekend and it would be uncanny bringing you there,"Amanda said in a persuading tint.

"well, I guess we can go in. They won't be home until later this evening. You have to leave by 6:00 o'clock.

Jessica once again felt that revolutionary flavor she was attracted to by going against her parents'commands. This was the first clock time Amanda had ever been in Jessica's sign of the zodiac. She followed Jessica to her way, curiously peaking behind every recess on the way.

The girls sat on the bed and attempted to complete their prep.

"Jessica, who said ‘ I think ; therefore I am'” questioned Amanda.

"Ummm…Descartes, I think. Who said ‘ tabula rasa'” asked Jessica.

The ennui grew within the girls as they continued their homework assigning.

"I'm bored,"Jessica finally said.

"What do you require to do ?"asked Amanda.

"We can keep an eye on a film, or get a bite, or have a tickle fight !"Jessica shouted as she lunged towards Amanda in an effort to thrill her. Jessica chased Amanda around the room, pillow in hand. Amanda tripped and fell onto the level and Jessica leaped and tickled Amanda in the venter so much so that she was unable to verbalize.

"Stop…..I…….I…..can't…..STOP….."Amanda squeezed out, laughing hysterically between each word."Jess… ... I have to……..I have…..stop !"

Jessica stopped tickling the mo she realized Amanda was pissing on herself. Jessica jumped off the floor while Amanda still laid there laughing hysterically while wetting herself.

"Oh, my God. I'm sorry,"Jessica said while trying not to chuckle.

Amanda continued to laugh so hard that she was having difficulty breathing. She stood up, still laughing, revealing the wet spot on the story. Her doll and step-in were soaked.

"Ummm…can I take a shower, Jess, I'm sticky,"asked Amanda while still laughing at her accident.

"Yes, there is an special towel in the bathroom,"replied Jessica.

While Amanda was in the shower Jessica frantically tried to clean the position on the floor before the stench of urine settled in. She used a miniskirt carpet cleanser that her parents kept in the garage whenever something wet spilled onto the floor and stained it. While on her knees using the cleaner to clean Amanda's fluid, she heard Amanda unfold the bathroom door. She looked up to see Amanda standing in the door. Her garden pink bra brightly shined through the white blouse, hovering above the blue towel tied around her waistline.

"Do you have any spare drawers ?"asked Amanda.

Jessica pointed to the bottom drawer of her shelf."There are some short in the bottom drawer."

Jessica watched as Amanda opened the draftsman and pulled out a short brace of red gym myopic. Facing the dresser, Amanda dropped her towel, revealing her perfectly rounded ass to Jessica, whose sassing dropped at the mountain. Her eyes firmly attached, she stared in wonder and awe.

Amanda turned her head over her shoulder joint and caught Jessica staring at her. Jessica quickly snapped her head away from Amanda, but Amanda already knew that Jessica was staring.

Jessica stood up from the level and sat on the bed. Amanda put the pants on and sat future to Jessica."Do you like it ?"Amanda softly but sincerely asked. Jessica's bosom measure speedily increased by the second.

‘ Like what ?"Jessica asked, pretending as though she didn't see anything.

"My ass,"

"Yes,"she softly whispered.

They looked each other in the eyes. Their faces drew closer and closer without control as if a puppeteer was controlling their activeness. Their faces moved forward until their lips pressed against one another, ceasing the onwards front. Shivers flew up Jessica's back and throughout her physical structure like a lightning bolt. The hairs on her arm stood proudly. She felt a mysterious feel of mania and love in her spunk. Everything else in the existence seemed to have come to a sudden hitch. The gustatory modality and scent of her mouth made Jessica smell as though she had been electrocuted.


Their rim drew away from each former. Sitting in shock Jessica grinned and said,"I've never kissed anyone before."

"Now you have,"replied Amanda. She stared deeply into Jessica's eyes, searching for signs of regret and shame, but saw only vast desire.

Jessica felt Amanda's warm script on her mortise joint. She slowly crept her manus up the goddess-like leg, eventually making her way to the crotch of her skirt. Jessica naturally laid back on her pillow, allowing the delicate touch of friendly relationship to sooth her aching twat. No words were said, but every intent was understood. She caressed the wet twat under the panty until they were nearly soaked. Amanda slowly removed the Jessica's bird, then her top, her bra, panties.

Jessica laid completely strip in jounce of the unprecedented event that was taking place. Amanda stripped her clothes in movement of Jessica, first removed her blank blouse, letting the pinko bra breathe. She took off the bra, revealing her perfectly rounded breasts dressed with two hard mammilla. She removed the red boxers that she had just put on, unveiling her pure twat and amazingly shaped rosehip. The deal of Amanda's curvaceous dead body was almost enough to charge Jessica over the edge. She gazed in awe at Amanda's breasts and glorious snatch, surrounded by a spot of hazel colored hair.

Amanda leaned down and stroked Jessica's nipples. She kissed and sucked on them like candy. She rubbed her Edward Young breasts, tickled and kissed her abdomen, and moved her hands downward to rub her thigh.

Amanda's manus returned to the unveiled pussy, softly stroking the soaked blackamoor hairsbreadth. Amanda's tongue penetrated the wetness and sent a shockwave of excitement throughout Jessica's body. She had never seen or experienced anyone doing an ‘ activity'such as this with their tongue. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes while letting the pleasance coil over her dead body as she whispered two words in a voice she hardly recognized as her own."Fuck me."

Amanda's natural language shifted in and around Jessica's pussy, tasting the Pres Young juice. Jessica reached her bridge player around the back of Amanda's headspring, sifting her finger through her whisker. A strong force that would soon break loose into a sea of satisfaction was developing within her as she was brought closer and closer to a powerful sexual climax with every slide of the spit.

Jessica's hips began to worm beneath the military posture of the stimulation of her genitals. exertion began to form upon her supercilium. Her face displayed peach and attachment as she bit her lip and tightened her eyes. She cupped her hands over her still-budding breasts and continued to apprise this forbidden pleasure.

She could feel the babble about to split. Her red-painted toes curled. Her blood roared through her veins. She arched off the ground, crying out Amanda's gens and when she was seized by a bang of sensation so acute she could n't contain it, she bit her down in the mouth lip to confine back a screaming of delight. Her unharmed torso convulsed into a chemical chain of muscle spasm within and without. One ended, and the future began, and the following.

The overwhelming flak of satisfaction diminished a few instant after Amanda removed her bridge player from Jessica's dripping pussy."Oh, my God. That was amazing,"muttered Jessica as she regained her breath. Amanda leaned over Jessica and kissed her once again, with more adoration than before.

They rolled together, still kissing, Jessica now on top of Amanda. Jessica moved her backtalk to Amanda 's pap, sucking on them just as she did earlier. There was n't an inch of Amanda 's torso that she did not osculate. She slowly moved her way down to the orbit of the articulatio coxae, unbelievably teasing Amanda. Jessica finally inserted two finger's breadth into Amanda's soaked snatch that had been longing for aid. Jessica continued to osculate Amanda on the lips while as she began to mover her fingers around inside Amanda.

The juices from her pussy flowed like a river into an enchanted creation. The warmth surrounded Jessica's finger as she pounded harder and harder. Amanda moaned softly and rhythmically with the beat of Jessica's hand movements. She moved her forefront and buried it in Amanda's crotch just as Amanda had done to her moments before. She first licked the outside of her pussy, tasting the sweetness and salinity of the juice for the foremost metre. She wiggled her tongue around inside Amanda's pussy.

Jessica knew Amanda was already close to cumming because she was extremely horny by this point in time. She continued licking her with untamed joy. This was the wild and informal relationship that she had only heard of in moving-picture show.

'' I 'm close, '' shouted Amanda. `` Really come together ! ``

Followed by a heights pitched groan, Amanda suddenly exploded into a fierce wealth of colossal joy. Jessica had a unmanageable time keeping up with Amanda when she began to uncontrollably squirm. Amanda loudly moaned and forcefully gripped the bed sheet beneath her. She rocketed a pocket-size total female ejaculation onto Jessica's face.

Jessica continued to lick until Amanda's movement seized. Jessica had crawled up and lain beside Amanda when they both busted into totality laughter.

The girls laid completely naked on the bed, side by face, allowing their heartbeat to diminish in tempo and their intimation to return to a normal rhythm. Amanda leaned and rubbed Jessica's categorical belly, softly kissing her pinnace cheek.

"well, that was unexpected, but I'm not going to lie. I enjoyed every bit of it,"proclaimed Amanda.

Jessica nodded."We'll have to do it again sometime, but you should depart pretty soon. My parents will be home within the next hour or so.

Jessica watched as Amanda clothed herself, still marveling the full treatment of her body.

"I'll see you tomorrow,"Amanda stated. Amanda leaned over and gave one last cheerio candy kiss."I'll take that as a yes…you're a lesbian,"Amanda said as she headed down the hall holding her wet skirt.

Jessica, still fully in the nude, pondered the case of the day. She felt this warm look in her substance ; she knew that she had Thomas More than just a friend. She had somebody she could be extremely close and confidant with.



piece II - Yes or No ?