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Was her mind flooded with
thoughts of lesbianism? She looked summery, like a flower. I wanted
to smell her.
    "Hi, you two,"
she beamed. Her white blouse fell open. I couldn't take my eyes off
the cleavage of her firm breasts. Her erect nipples stood proud,
pressing though the flimsy material as if inviting my tongue.
    "I'll bet my
mother told you where I was," I smiled, pondering her nipples. I
wanted to lick and suck them. I wanted to suck an orgasm from her
erect clitoris.
    "Yes, I rang."
She turned and looked at David. "We're going to Greece," she
trilled, her wide eyes sparkling.
    "So I've
heard," he murmured. Self-pity must be a terrible affliction.
    "David doesn't
want me to go," I said. I felt smug.
    "I didn't say
that," he returned, obviously not wanting Sharon to think him a
stick-in-the-mud. "Kirsty, I didn't say..."
    "No, I'm
sorry. You said that you didn't want me to go - with Sharon."
    "Oh," Sharon
breathed, the blue pools of her eyes reflecting disappointment as
they darted between David and me.
    "No, I didn't
mean..." David began, toying nervously with his glass. "All I said
was..."
    "What he said
was that he doesn't want me to go with you because he thinks you're
a slut who'll go off with every man you can get your hands on."
    "Kirsty!" he
growled. "I didn't say..."
    "That's what
you said, David. Let's not argue about it. Sharon and I are going,
so it's not worth discussing."
    As Sharon
sipped her drink, I gazed at her middle finger wrapped around her
glass. I knew where that finger had been. My inner petals had
lovingly hugged it as she'd driven it deep into the heat of my
tight vagina. It had trespassed into David's penis hole, deep into
his domain. Had she sucked my juices of lesbian love from her
finger? When she'd got home, she might have masturbated in her bed.
Her thoughts would have been with me, my swollen outer lips, the
wet sheath of my girl sex.
    I wanted to
tell David that I'd given my vagina to Sharon. If he'd known that
she'd pulled my wet panties down and slipped her finger deep into
his penis hole... I smiled as he gazed at me. His face
expressionless, he sipped his scotch. Marriage? The patter of tiny
feet? What were his thoughts? I knew that he wanted to control me.
If I were his wife, I'd belong to him. But I wasn't his wife and he
had no say in my life. He didn't return my smile as I licked my
lips provocatively. Perhaps he was thinking about masturbating
while I was away. Was he thinking of my vagina? Sharon looked
sullen. She'd been hurt by David's cruel words. I had to try to
cheer her up.
    "Fancy coming
back for coffee?" I asked her. I could feel David squirming,
seething in his fury.
    "That would be
nice," she replied. Her diamond-blue eyes caught mine. She knew
what I had in mind. The long lashes of her eyes fluttered
alluringly. "Shall we go now?" she asked eagerly.
    "We'll finish
our drinks," I replied. Desire welled between my thighs.
    "I thought we
might go out for a meal this evening," David finally voiced in his
obvious displeasure.
    "Maybe
tomorrow," I said. He wanted to take me back to his flat and sperm
me. "Sharon and I have plans to make."
    "Well, in that
case..." He knocked back his scotch and stood up. "When is this
holiday?"
    "End of next
week. We leave on Friday."
    "Presumably
I'll hear from you before you go away?"
    "Presumably."
    As he left, I
felt as if a heavy rain cloud had drifted away. The sun was
shining, the air warm and comfortable. Sharon blossomed like a
flower, her smile returning, her eyes sparkling. I again looked at
her middle finger, my panties wetting as I recalled her massaging
deep within the hot sheath of my vagina. What had happened in my
bedroom was our secret, there was no guilt. I did wonder at my
sexual identity, but it had seemed so right to be half-naked on my
bed with Sharon. Perhaps we'd share a double bed in my uncle's
villa. My clitoris stirred in expectation of Sharon's wet mouth. I
needed to come.
    "About last
night," Sharon said. Her