It was concentrated 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 past few old age."How could they do this to me again ?"she thought as she sat in the rear keister of the Honda Civic, hiding her tears of sorrow and pain. She, once again, had friendship that would now dwindle away into oblivion. She would have to relieve oneself new ones, a menial job that she was always over-anxious about. She worried that she would be remain in purdah if no one were to befriend her. Her philia sank deeper into her chest of drawers with every mile closer to their new ‘ home.'Having lived in 5 unlike cities and 3 different states at only sixteen old age 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 thousands of them, right ?"pleaded Jessica.

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

"That's our house right there on the box of that whirligig,"said her father.

"Oh, sang-froid ! We live adjacent to a circle ! I hope you know your job is a John R. Major pain sensation, Major,"Jessica said mockingly, degrading her father's rank.

"Don't public lecture that way to your founding 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 understand that."

"Whatever,"Jessica murmured.

The car turned in to the drive while Jessica was still being scolded by her mother."You're a youth and beautiful blond girl. You'll make plenty of supporter in the next few solar day. Stop telling us how to live our lives. As long as you live in our planetary house, you'll follow our rules."

Jessica stepped from the car onto the strange earth, not responding to her mother's despairing commentary. She examined her new planetary house and the surrounding neighborhood. The calmness and serenity temporarily soothed her sorrowful feelings, but it didn't last. The streets were aligned with tall medallion Sir Herbert Beerbohm Tree, gallantly waving in the wind. Her concentration of the beautiful neighborhood was broken when noticed a young brunette young woman walking along the sidewalk, presumably walking home from shoal. She had a pink book bag on her back and a pink cellular telephone phone in her hand. The girl looked and made eye physical contact with Jessica, but it was only for just a split second.

"Let's go inside, Jessica. The furniture is already in berth and the removal firm will care about the boxes."said her Church Father, breaking her concentration towards the young lady.

"Sure,"she replied as she headed towards the straw man threshold, still curiously staring at the youth brunette entering her home. Jessica scrutinized the inside of the new house. It was a great deal larger and more prestigious than her old place, but she still didn't fell at home. She walked into her bedroom and examine where she was supposed to live for an unknown total of prison term. 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 way carrying a box."This is for you, Jess. It's you're makeup and stuff."

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

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

"We passed one on the way in to the neighborhood. 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 nighttime here and you're going to a brand new school day in the daybreak. I want you to be well fain with plenty of residuum,"her mother sternly replied.

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

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

She went into her bathroom and prepared for her nightly bath. She viewed herself in the mirror as she normally did, marveling her developing soundbox. She saw an attractive Pres Young young woman looking back at her. She had been interested in her rapidly changing body ever since she began puberty two years before. She appreciated growing into an grownup consistency and hoped that she would be an attractive adult female. Her developing B cup breasts were small and legato. She had a sizeable flatcar stomach and long, smooth, skinny wooden leg. Her culture medium duration pony-tailed blonde hair contradicted the benighted black hair growing between her stage.

She moved herself to the tub and sat on the bare coldness the evacuate tub delivered. She turned the water on, adjusting the temperature to perfectly suit her druthers, and moved her rosehip to the foremost character of the tub. She laid her back on the tub storey, feeling the cool off trace that was soon seized by the fondness of the rising water. Her eyes were closed, her feet eminent in the air, allowing the strong water system to fall onto her Whitney Moore Young Jr., tender slit, creating that almighty spirit of pleasure and relaxation that teenagers crave.

The water continued to spring up as the approach of an orgasm grew closer and closer. She played with her small, intemperately mamilla and cupped her manus over her bosom. Every second brought More and Sir Thomas More pleasure. Her facial nerve expressions were both that of mantrap and suffering. The pitiless pleasure-giving flow of water sent her blood flowing through her veins as if it were jet propelled. Ripples 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 satisfaction produced by the flowing flow of water. She breathed quickly and heavily as she moved her hand downward to promote caress her throbbing puss. Her knees trembled back and Forth ; her chest rose and fell quickly. She breathed outward in one warm, final apparent motion like a breath exhaled from the sky as the delight faded away.

She relaxed in the now-filled bathtub, catching her hint, enjoying the menstruation of calmness after an vivid orgasm. She stood, forcing the water run off of her smooth body, breaking the silence of the room. She dried herself and clothed herself in her nightly pj's. She opened the privy door and left the humid and aroused room and entered the cool and dry chamber. She laid her head upon the pillow wondering what tomorrow would bring.

Nervous about attending a new schooling the postdate day, she continued to think about what liveliness in Miami was going to be like. The boldness and semblance of the girl next door kept returning to her remembering."I wonder what she's like,"Jessica murmured to herself. While the girl adjacent door only made eye contact for a cleave second, Jessica felt as though she had a connection to the girl whose name she was yet to know.

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

Jessica awoke the next break of day to the coarse morning-voice of her mother banging on the door.

"Wake up, it's clip for schoolhouse !"

She lifted her heavy head from the soft pillow. The bed was beckoning her to lie back down. She resisted, however, and began the horrendous good morning routine : getting dressed, shaving, putting on makeup, and activities of the like, all under gravid stress and drowsiness.

"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 deliver to wear upon it ?"questioned Jessica.

"It's the schooltime's rules, dear,"replied her mother. The uniform that annoyed Jessica consisted of a glowering common knee-length skirt with a white top.

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

"No, mom, I'll be fine. I have to allow in a couple of minutes anyway,"answered Jessica.

"The schooltime is only a few blocks away and will only take up a mates of minutes. We passed it on the way here, call up ? It's Rob Roy midsection School. Don't go to the wrong school that's beside it"

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

Jessica opened the movement door to a fresh piece of cake. She started down the side walking when the new brunette exited her house and walked down the stair of her forepart porch. The girlfriend made eye contact once again and smiled.

"Hi,"the Danton True Young brunette 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 Robert MacGregor. My mom just said follow the side walkway this way.

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

The two fille walked along the sidewalk together. Amanda was about the same age as Jessica and also had a standardized body physical body. She had unconfined dark brown, a flawless nervus facialis complexion and a smooth, flat abdomen. She had a humble earring pierced in the scummy lobe of each ear. Jessica thought Amanda looked fairly attractive, but she kept that to herself.

Jessica was a bit aflutter. 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 school day.

When the young woman arrived at the middle school day they sat on a bench in the courtyard where the students were required to wait before they were permitted inside the school day building. The morning was beautiful with a cloudless sky ; the shuttlecock were chirping, the wind was blowing. Jessica felt much more relaxed already having someone to talk to before she even arrived at the school. Perhaps moving was going to be gentle 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 thumb ; she'd often prefer blend in with the crew. The girls continued to talk and learned more about each early : where they were from, what their life history were like in the seat they had been, and so on. They discussed their class schedule and what teachers they had in common.

"The merely social class we have together is history 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 person. She admired Amanda's outspokenness, but also her bold personality to use a word like ‘ beef,'which was a Word of God not allowed in Jessica's family. Being around Amanda brought a sense of rising to Jessica, which was something that she truly enjoyed deep down. She didn't want her parents nonsuch, doings, or idiosyncrasy. She wanted to be her own person, something that she had been longing for ever since she had the capacity to guess clearly.

A shrill pennywhistle indicating the start of the dreaded school day echoed throughout the tourist court yard like fingernails on a chalkboard, interrupting the conversations thereof. The students in the court started moving towards the various school doors in one motion as if they were cattle being herded. The girls parted separate means until they had their last social class together with Mrs. Jenkins.

As time passed by Jessica and Amanda grew a stronger friendship between them. They learned that they had much in common and shared many of the Saami interests. They ate lunch together, did their prep together, shared spoil conversations with one another, and so on. Jessica felt warm inside knowing that she found a very safe Friend so very quickly. Her shyness loosened up as she and Amanda became near to one other.

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

Exactly six week after they met for the first time, the miss were sitting together in schooltime program library during their lunch seance. They sat at a round table side by side and pretended to be doing something productive while softly whispering and giggling at each former's remarks.

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

"What ?"Jessica curiously replied.

"Do you ever have cerebration about boys or lady friend ?"Amanda asked.

"What variety of thoughts, Amanda ?"

"Like sexual mentation ?"Jessica shrugged her shoulders and tried to put of the embarrassing subject area."Do you extend to yourself ?"Amanda blatant and devilish asked.

"What do you mean ?"Jessica questioned.

"You know….like masturbate and stuff."

Jessica's heat energy skipped a pulsation and her faced blushed when she realized what Amanda was asking. Of course she had definitely ‘ touched herself'at night, 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 console tense air.

"Are you a lesbian ?"Amanda asked, launching more questions towards Jessica.

Jessica remained silent.

"Just wondering. Don't concern, there's nothing legal injury with either way,"Amanda replied sounding as if she were trying to justify such a doubt.

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

When the girl were walking their day-by-day route home that afternoon, Amanda asked,"Could I come over to your property for a while so we can work on Mrs Jenkins's prep together ?"

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

"Aw, add up on, Jessica, where are they ? When will they be home ? They will never have to acknowledge. My family is visiting for the weekend and it would be unearthly bringing you there,"Amanda said in a persuading quality.

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

Jessica once again felt that revolutionary belief she was attracted to by going against her parents'instruction. This was the first-class honours degree metre Amanda had ever been in Jessica's menage. She followed Jessica to her room, curiously peaking behind every corner on the way.

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

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

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

The boredom grew within the girls as they continued their homework appointment.

"I'm bored,"Jessica finally said.

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

"We can watch over a flick, or get a snack, or have a vibrate fight !"Jessica shouted as she lunged towards Amanda in an attempt to tickle her. Jessica chased Amanda around the elbow room, pillow in hand. Amanda tripped and fell onto the floor and Jessica leaped and tickled Amanda in the stomach so much so that she was unable to address.

"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 bit 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 laborious that she was having worry breathing. She stood up, still laughing, revealing the wet fleck on the level. Her chick and scanty were soaked.

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

"Yes, there is an surplus towel in the can,"replied Jessica.

While Amanda was in the shower Jessica frantically tried to clean the spot on the flooring before the stench of water settled in. She used a miniskirt rug cleaner that her parents kept in the garage whenever something wet spilled onto the flooring and stained it. While on her knee joint using the cleaner to clean Amanda's fluid, she heard Amanda open the bathroom door. She looked up to see Amanda standing in the doorway. Her pink bra brightly shined through the white blouse, hovering above the disconsolate towel tied around her waist.

"Do you have any extra pants ?"asked Amanda.

Jessica pointed to the bottom draftsman of her shelf."There are some inadequate in the penetrate drawer."

Jessica watched as Amanda opened the drawer and pulled out a brusque pair of red gym short. Facing the chest of drawers, Amanda dropped her towel, revealing her perfectly rounded ass to Jessica, whose mouth dropped at the sight. Her eyes firmly attached, she stared in wonder and awe.

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

Jessica stood up from the floor and sat on the bed. Amanda put the pants on and sat adjacent to Jessica."Do you like it ?"Amanda softly but sincerely asked. Jessica's spunk heartbeat 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 early in the heart. Their faces drew closer and closer without ascendancy as if a puppeteer was controlling their legal action. Their faces moved forward until their lips pressed against one another, ceasing the forward front. thrill flew up Jessica's back and throughout her trunk like a lightning bolt. The hair on her weapon stood proudly. She felt a deep feeling of rage and love in her heart. Everything else in the globe seemed to have come to a sudden halt. The predilection and odour of her lip made Jessica feel as though she had been electrocuted.


Their brim drew away from each other. Sitting in jar Jessica grinned and said,"I've never kissed anyone before."

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

Jessica felt Amanda's warm hand on her mortise joint. She slowly crept her paw up the goddess-like leg, eventually making her way to the private parts of her skirt. Jessica naturally laid back on her pillow, allowing the delicate pinch of friendly relationship to sooth her aching kitty-cat. No words were said, but every intent was understood. She caressed the wet kitty under the panties until they were nearly soaked. Amanda slowly removed the Jessica's dame, then her top, her bra, panties.

Jessica laid completely naked in shock of the unprecedented outcome that was taking place. Amanda stripped her clothes in front of Jessica, first removed her Andrew Dickson White blouse, letting the pink bra breathe. She took off the bra, revealing her perfectly rounded titty dressed with two hard nipples. She removed the red shorts that she had just put on, unveiling her sodding kitty and amazingly wrought hips. The sight of Amanda's bosomy organic structure was almost enough to send Jessica over the bound. She gazed in awe at Amanda's knocker and brilliant pussy, surrounded by a patch of hazel colored hair.

Amanda leaned down and stroked Jessica's nipples. She kissed and sucked on them like candy. She rubbed her young breasts, tickled and kissed her breadbasket, and moved her hands downward to rub her thighs.

Amanda's mitt returned to the unveiled kitty, softly stroking the cockeyed blacken hair. 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 ‘ activeness'such as this with their clapper. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes while letting the pleasure roll over her physical structure as she whispered two speech in a vocalism she hardly recognized as her own."shtup me."

Amanda's tongue shifted in and around Jessica's twat, tasting the young juices. Jessica reached her hand around the dorsum of Amanda's chief, sifting her fingerbreadth through her pilus. A strong force that would soon set off into a sea of gratification was developing within her as she was brought closer and closer to a powerful orgasm with every slide of the knife.

Jessica's pelvic girdle began to squirm beneath the strength of the stimulation of her genitals. Sweat began to form upon her brow. Her look displayed mantrap and attachment as she bit her lip and tightened her eyes. She cupped her hands over her still-budding white meat and continued to appreciate this forbidden pleasure.

She could find the bubble about to break. Her red-painted toes curled. Her blood roared through her vein. She arched off the ground, crying out Amanda's gens and when she was seized by a charge of esthesis so acute she could n't comprise it, she bit her lower lip to hold back a scream of pleasure. Her whole body convulsed into a concatenation of spasms within and without. One ended, and the next began, and the side by side.

The overpowering flack of satisfaction diminished a few moments after Amanda removed her handwriting from Jessica's dripping slit."Oh, my God. That was amazing,"muttered Jessica as she regained her breath. Amanda leaned over Jessica and kissed her once again, with more than adoration than before.

They rolled together, still kissing, Jessica now on top of Amanda. Jessica moved her mouth to Amanda 's nipple, sucking on them just as she did earlier. There was n't an column inch of Amanda 's dead body that she did not kiss. She slowly moved her way down to the area of the hips, unbelievably teasing Amanda. Jessica finally inserted two fingerbreadth into Amanda's soaked pussy that had been longing for attention. Jessica continued to snog Amanda on the lips while as she began to mover her digit around inside Amanda.

The juices from her pussy flowed like a river into an enchanted world. The warmheartedness surrounded Jessica's fingers as she pounded harder and harder. Amanda moaned softly and rhythmically with the cadence of Jessica's hand effort. She moved her head and buried it in Amanda's crotch just as Amanda had done to her moments before. She first licked the outside of her puss, tasting the sweetness and saltiness of the juice for the offset time. She wiggled her tongue around inside Amanda's cunt.

Jessica knew Amanda was already close to cumming because she was extremely randy by this point in meter. She continued licking her with untamed joy. This was the dotty and informal relationship that she had only heard of in movies.

'' I 'm close, '' shouted Amanda. `` Really finish ! ``

Followed by a high-pitched pitched moan, Amanda suddenly exploded into a violent wealth of colossal joy. Jessica had a hard time keeping up with Amanda when she began to uncontrollably wrestle. Amanda loudly moaned and forcefully gripped the bed sheet beneath her. She rocketed a belittled amount female ejaculation onto Jessica's face.

Jessica continued to lick until Amanda's apparent movement seized. Jessica had crawled up and lie in beside Amanda when they both busted into total laugh.

The girls laid completely nude sculpture on the bed, side by incline, allowing their blink of an eye to belittle in tempo and their breath to return to a normal rhythm. Amanda leaned and rubbed Jessica's mat belly, softly kissing her tender 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 go out pretty soon. My parents will be home within the next hr or so.

Jessica watched as Amanda clothed herself, still marveling the whole kit and boodle of her body.

"I'll see you tomorrow,"Amanda stated. Amanda leaned over and gave one last goodbye 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 painting, pondered the events of the day. She felt this lovesome feeling in her tenderness ; she knew that she had to a greater extent than just a friend. She had someone she could be extremely close and confidant with.



Part II - Yes or No ?