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 Chapter 05 - Teddy Bears and Bunny Rabbits

   [i]For my wife; my best friend, my lover, my greatest fan, and the Angel
who gave me shelter from the storm.  Ma belle femme, je vous aime les
régions profondes de mon coeur, maintenant et pour toujours...I Love You!
Your Adoring Tori

   "There is no dark side of the moon As a matter of fact, it's all dark."
Pink Floyd

   "The heart that has truly loved never forgets, But as truly loves on to
the close; As the sunflower turns on her god when he sets The same look
that she turned when he rose," Thomas Moore [/i]

   The hands on the clock inched ever so slowly toward 5 PM.  Karen could
not concentrate on work, her mind churning with thoughts of what she
planned to do to Laci when she got the girl home that night.  The warm knot
in her pussy tightened, squeezing out a trickle of nectar.  The vision of
Laci lying back with her legs spread, exposing her tiny, exquisite sex,
made Karen's breath catch in an audible gasp.  Seated in her chair, she
crossed her legs and jiggled them, sending warm ripples through her
mid-section.  She imagined herself frantically kissing Laci's delectable
mouth while the child eagerly thrust her fingers deep into Karen's dripping
cunt...

   Suddenly, "I'm sorry to drag you out of LaLaLand, but..."

   Karen flinched, startled out of her heated reverie by the voice of
Marcie, the office secretary.  "Oh!  Marcie!" she blurted.  "Sorry.  I was
d-daydreaming." Christ, I was just about to come, too.  I hope to God I
didn't say anything out loud.

   "Yeah, I could tell.  Friday afternoons are good for that.  Anything
earthshaking?"

   Karen composed herself.  "Just woolgathering, I'm afraid."

   Marcie smirked.  "You need a date, woman.  Unfortunately, I don't know
any eligible ladies or I'd play Cupid."

   Karen smiled wanly.  "Thanks, Marcie."

   She trembled inside as Marcie laid out papers for her to peruse, only
half-listening to her secretary's words.  Did Marcie have any idea how wet
her pussy was, or how close her boss had been to coming when she entered
the office?  Luckily, no-it seemed that Karen had ducked a bullet.  This
time, anyhow.

   After Marcie left, it was all but impossible for Karen to concentrate.
She kept trying to push these fantasies of Laci out of her head, with
little success.  Karen knew she had to get out of the office, and soon. 
Otherwise, it would surely be just a matter of time before Marcie caught
her with a hand shoved down in her pants, fingering herself to orgasm.

   ***

   Only a pinkish glimmer of light was visible along the western horizon
when Laci left the library.  She'd done the day's homework there, lingering
for as long as possible so as to avoid going back to the apartment.  She
scurried precariously along the uneven, icy sidewalks in her boots, school
backpack dangling from her shoulder, reluctantly making her way to the
squalid tenement.

   She climbed the flight of stairs, then paused outside the door,
listening.  All she heard was the faint murmur of the TV.  Taking a deep
breath, she opened the door and stepped in.

   Her heart sank, and a little squirt of fear trickled through her body
when she saw her mother's boyfriend--what was his name?  Gerry,
Gary?--sitting on the couch, taking a hit from a bong.  She tried not to
let her nervousness show.  "Hey gorgeous," he said good-naturedly.  "Wanna
hit?"

   He was gross, Laci thought.  Gerry-that was his name, she suddenly
recalled- was unwashed, lean and wiry, arms and bare torso bedecked with
tattoos.  He was probably her mother's age, but who really knew?  His
buzz-cut and cocky posture screamed Wannabe-Bad-Ass.  Laci knew first-hand
he had no problem with slapping women around.

   "No thanks," Laci said flatly, picking her way through the trash-filled
room.

   To her dismay, he rose from the couch, lazily scratching his belly as he
followed her into the hallway.  Her heart sped up, and a surge of adrenalin
made her edgy and shaky.  "What the fuck do you want?" she snapped.

   "Your mother says you're a little whore.  Wanna make some money?  $20
for a blow job right now, 'fore your old lady gets back."

   Laci's stomach heaved and her mouth went dry.  "Fuck you," she hissed.
"Get the fuck away from me, scumbag." She tried not to show fear, but could
not disguise a tremor in her voice.

   "Wassa matter, princess," he sneered.  "Think you're too fuckin' good
for a real man?  You like bangin' your little school buddies instead?"

   Laci slid past him, desperately trying to avoid physical contact.  Her
flared nostrils caught the sour scent of his unwashed body.  "Get outta my
way," she cried.

   Laci managed to scurry into her room, but Gerry stood at the threshold,
keeping her from shutting the door.  "Yeah, you think you're a hot little
bitch, don'tcha?  Got all the little math nerd boys wanting to fuck you,
but they don't even have dicks yet-never will, either.  You need a real
cock in ya, babe.  How `bout it?" He looked her over, a nasty leer curling
his thin lips.

   Laci set about quickly gathering her clothes, and stuffing them in her
backpack.  "Get the fuck outta my face!" she yelled, trying to seem
unintimidated, but she instinctively knew bluff and bluster wouldn't work
with him, not like it did with her mother.

   "You ain't just a hot little bitch, you're ornery, too," he grinned. 
"You give head?  Your ol' lady says you do.  Offer's there, $20, don't even
gotta take it on the face."

   "Fuck you, you gross pig." Laci cried, grabbing her backpack.  She felt
trapped.  Barge right through, she thought, bracing herself for the worst.
"Get the fuck out my way, loser." She was mildly surprised when he let her
pass without resistance.

   He reached out and let a strand of Laci's hair slide through his grimy
fingers.  "I know just how to deal with that kind a' shitty attitude; I
know how to make you smarten up.  You oughta hang out and party with us
later.  Might learn a few useful skills."

   "Fuck you, asshole, you make me wanna puke."

   His oily smile never faltered.  "I'll get a little taste of you soon
enough, and then you'll smarten up, you'll come `round."

   By then, Laci was at the door.  Emboldened, she glared at him and
yelled, "You're an ugly, scumbag loser, ain't a real woman who'd fuck you,
so you take my skanky bitch-mother, the shit off the bottom of the barrel."
With that, she stormed out the door and hurried downstairs, not waiting to
see what he'd do or say next.  As she scampered out of the apartment, it
occurred to her that at one time, living life like this was perfectly
normal to her.

   Suddenly realizing that she'd left without her teddy bear, Laci
grimaced. Sadly, it would have to wait.  She wasn't giving that dirt bag
Gerry another chance to touch her.

   The timing was perfect.  Laci had no sooner stepped out of the apartment
and reached the top of the stoop when her phone trilled.  Laci's relieved
excitement immediately spiked as she fumbled with the phone.  "Hi!" she
blurted, her heart already racing in anticipation.

   "Hi, honey-muffin," Karen answered.  "I'm just getting in the car.  Are
you ready?"

   "Oh God, yes!  I had to go to the apartment and get some stuff, and it
totally sucked."

   Karen laughed.  "So.  Where should I pick you up?"

   "I just left the building, so I'm right out front."

   "In front of the apartment?  I don't know, honey..." Karen hesitated. 
"A bit risky, don't you think?"

   Laci paused to think.  "Okay, how about the store down to the corner? 
Then you don't have to worry about me being safe."

   Karen chuckled.  "Okay, kitten, much better.  Be waiting.  5 minutes."

   "I'll be there."

   As she slipped the phone back into her pocket, Laci spied her mother
approaching, half-staggering up the icy sidewalk, carrying plastic grocery
bags-but it was safe to say that they didn't hold groceries.  Sure enough,
as Sandra drew closer, Laci saw they held a 12-pack of cheap beer, and a
half-gallon of low-end Coffee Brandy.  Party time.

   "Oh, it's you," Sandra growled, "Where the fuck you goin', whore?  Off
to give head for money?"

   Laci gritted her teeth.  "You make me sick.  You just can't help but be
a total shithead, can you?  I'm goin' out, someplace a damn sight better
than here.  An' y'know what?  I fuckin' hate you as much as you hate me."

   "Have fun, slut."

   Seething with rage, Laci stepped around her mother and crossed the
street, flinging a parting "Fuck you," at her.  She fought to calm her now
jangling nerves as she gingerly made her way down to the well-lit
neighborhood store.

   Various losers came and went, hauling their purchases of beer and
smokes, and unabashedly ogling her as they passed.  In the glow of the
store's lights, Laci made sure she had her toothbrush and small purse in
her backpack.

   She hadn't been there a minute when Karen pulled up.  Laci jumped up and
scurried to the car, her hands out to balance herself as she gingerly
navigated her way around the trash that littered the parking lot.

   When Laci slid into the warm car, she and Karen both gave deep sighs of
relief at being together again.  Karen leaned over, took Laci's face in her
hands, and kissed the girl again and again.  Her kisses were wet and
urgent, and she made growling noises in her throat with each one.  Laci
whimpered with delight, her tummy feeling as though kittens were inside,
playing with balls of yarn.

   "Oh God," Karen gasped, suddenly on the verge of tears.  With some
effort, she managed to pull herself together.  Once again, the emotional
rush she got from the sight of her little lover caught her by surprise with
its intensity.

   "Karen," Laci moaned, clutching almost desperately to the older woman.
"I feel so...empty when I'm not with you." She stared at her adult lover
with pleading eyes.

   Karen slowly nodded in agreement.  "Yes, baby, that's it exactly. 
Empty." She touched Laci's cheek, giving the girl an adoring smile.  "But
now we're back together again."

   "I feel better just being next to you.  I wish we could, you know, kiss
some more, but I know..."

   Karen slumped back and sighed, "No kidding.  We better get going now,
before I strip you naked and have my way with you right here."

   "Oooohh, that sounds way hot.  I wish we really could do something like
that!"

   "You and me both, sweetheart," Karen sighed.  "It's okay, though.  We'll
be home soon enough."

   "Are we going anywhere first, or straight home?" Laci asked.

   "I thought we'd go out to eat before we head home.  I'm famished."

   Laci shrugged.  "Sounds good to me.  Where?"

   "I was thinking of Dantonio's, in the old mill building.  You familiar
with it?"

   "Yeah, I've heard of it, but I've never been."

   "It's a nice place.  I think you'll like it there.  So, young lady.  Did
you get all of your homework done at the library?"

   "Most of it, there's just some math I don't get.  Oh!" she said, perking
up.  "I almost forgot!  I got an English test back-it's in my backpack-one
we took last week before the snow storm.  Remember when I told you we were
learning how to break sentences apart into clauses and stuff?  That's what
it was on.  And I got an A!" The pride in her voice was genuine.

   Karen brightened up.  "Really, baby?  An A?  That's not an easy subject,
either.  Oh baby girl, I am so proud of you!"

   Laci beamed with pride.  "And you know what?  The teacher wrote a note
on top that said, 'Excellent job, and keep up the great work!' I'll show it
to you later."

   "You better believe you're going to show me.  I'm a lucky woman.  Not
only is my lover utterly gorgeous, she's extremely smart, too."

   Laci's heart swelled.  She picked up Karen's hand, pressing a kiss into
her palm.  "I love you so much, Karen," she murmured.

   Karen lightly brushed the ball of her thumb over Laci's lips.  "I love
you too, kitten.  You're the best thing that's happened to me in years."

   Rather than reply, Laci simply clutched Karen's hand to her cheek,
gently resting her head on the older woman's shoulder.  She'd lived so much
of her life without receiving praise from anyone, and Karen's affirming
words filled her with genuine exhilaration.  Was it any wonder that she
adored Karen so fiercely?

   When they arrived at the restaurant, Karen managed to find a parking
spot close to the entrance.  Switching off the ignition, she leaned over
and kissed Laci firmly, once, twice, three times, each kiss more passionate
than the one a little harder.  They both felt themselves skittering up to a
line, but Karen stopped them.  She sighed, their lips an inch apart,
forehead to forehead.  She shook her head slowly, and before Laci's tongue
was able to join in the fun, Karen abruptly pulled away and sighed, their
foreheads still touching.  She gave Laci a wistful smile, then placed one
last feather-light kiss on her girl-lover's lips.  "Come on, let's go
inside before someone sees us making out, and I end up in jail."

   Laci furrowed her brow.  "You couldn't go to jail for kissing me and
stuff, could you?"

   Dammit, I don't want to go down this road tonight, but I can't start
lying to her, either.  Karen thought.  "I'm not sure, baby...but I don't
really want to find out.  Let's not worry about things like that right
now."

   "Well, I think it's stupid," the girl pouted.  "I should get to kiss you
if I want."

   "Stupid or not, that's the way the world turns.  We don't get to make
the rules."

   A new and unpleasant bubble of fear settled in Laci's midsection. 
Nothing seemed to make sense anymore.  Karen could be arrested and sent to
jail for loving her, yet her mother could despise her and have boyfriends
who hit her up for blowjobs, and that was perfectly fine-that welfare check
still came in every month, right on time.  And Karen still loves me, even
though she's risking so much trouble with the police.  Other unpleasant
thoughts threatened to completely derail Laci's mood, but she was
experienced in pushing those feelings back down.

   "I still think it's stupid," she muttered.

   The dashboard temperature display read 7 above zero.  God damn January!
Someday, Karen thought.  An image stirred in Karen's mind: the 2 them
walking nude on a deserted Caribbean beach, holding hands, pausing to make
love in the warm sand, she promised herself.

   There was something endearing about watching Laci awkwardly trying to
navigate the icy ground in her boots.  With her wrists bent, arms splayed
out for balance and taking mincing steps, it was like watching a little
girl trying to play at being a grownup.  "Don't fall," Karen teased.

   "It's slippery!" squealed Laci.  "Help me so I don't."

   Karen took her young lover by the hand, resisting a sudden urge to draw
Laci close and kiss her.

   A young and extremely pretty hostess greeted them when they stepped
inside.  "Good evening, ladies.  Two?"

   "Yes, just the 2 of us," Karen said, smiling at Laci.

   "Would you prefer a booth or a table?"

   "It doesn't really matter.  A table, if you have a place for us to hang
our coats."

   "Yes ma'am, right there over by the entrance."

   Karen and Laci shrugged off their coats and hung them up.  Laci inhaled
deeply.  The smell of garlic filled the air.

   The hostess led them to a table just off the main floor.  Laci looked
around, taking everything in.  The restaurant was in an old textile mill.
Enormous, imposing wood beams spanned the ceiling, with floors burnished to
a sheen, the surfaces worn smooth by a century of use.  The lighting was
soft and intimate.

   It's a long way from McDonald's, a thrilled Laci mused.

   The hostess seemed to have picked up Laci's jubilant mood.  "Good
evening, ladies," she chirped, smiling brightly as she handed them menus.
Laci pushed her hair back and smiled back at the hostess.  "It's good to
have you with us tonight.  My name is Denise, and your server tonight will
be Darcy.  Can I have her bring you something to drink?"

   "Sure," Karen said.  "I'll have an Evian."

   The hostess looked at Laci, noticing how beautiful the girl was.  It
also struck her that this young teen and her older companion seemed to be
more than just friends.  Somehow, she found the thought oddly arousing.

   Laci frowned, not wanting to appear ignorant.  She paused uncertainly,
finally glancing shyly at Karen and said, "Karen?  What's 'Evian'?"

   The girl's question made Karen smile with warm affection.  "It's a kind
of fizzy water, honey.  I don't think you'd like it.  You probably ought to
stick to soda."

   Laci was relieved that Karen didn't tease her.  Turning back to Denise,
she murmured, "I'll have a Coke, I guess."

   When the hostess left, Laci pushed her mane back from her face, still
smiling bashfully.  "I forgot to tell you something."

   "What's that honey?" Karen said, resting her chin in her hand, gazing
contentedly at her young lover.

   "How beautiful you are.  I love your hair like that, all curly and
falling down around your face.  It makes you look so pretty."

   "Oh, sweetie, thank you," Karen said with honest delight.  "That just
about makes my day.  You wouldn't be trying to soften me up, would you?"
she playfully teased.

   Laci giggled.  "I don't think I need to soften you up."

   Karen laughed.  "Touché!" She couldn't take her eyes from the girl, her
need for Laci growing more acute with each passing minute.

   "Seriously.  I think you are so gorgeous and sexy.  That outfit just
fits you so well."

   "This?" Karen said, peering down at the simple, soft purple cowl-neck
sweater and snug matching skirt she wore.  "It's just a business suit."

   Laci shrugged.  "I love it, though.  It makes you look...strong.  I like
that.  A lot."

   "God, I could eat you up!" Karen whispered, desperately wanting to kiss
her young lover.

   Laci laughed her sweet teenage girl laugh, then cocked her head
coquettishly.  "Promise?"

   The hostess wasn't the only one who looked at the woman and girl and
sensed that they were something more than friends.  A woman 2 tables over
glanced up and smiled at the sound of Laci's trilling laugh.

   "Speaking of eating, we'd better look at the menu instead of each other.
Any idea what you want?"

   Laci frowned at the menu, her face screwed up in concentration.  "I'm
not used to this kind of food.  The writing's all in Italian or something.
About all I recognize is pizza and chicken fingers."

   "Ah, my innocent little love...I'm going to have to teach you the ways
of the adult world.  Trust me, everything here is good."

   "I've seen some of those cooking shows on TV," Laci said, scrunching up
her nose as she studied the menu.  "Um, none of these words mean, like,
stewed bunny rabbits or anything like that, do they?"

   Karen laughed heartily.  "Oh, sweet baby girl," she smiled.  "No, there
aren't any bunny rabbits on the menu, stewed or otherwise.  How about we
stick with something familiar and split a pizza?  It isn't like Domino's
pizza here, it's a more grown-up pizza, but it's awesome."

   Their waitress, every bit as pretty as the hostess, might have drawn
Karen's attention on some other occasion.  She served them their drinks,
then placed a basket of warm Parmesan-garlic bread knots on the table. 
"Good evening, ladies, my name is Darcy.  These rolls are fresh out of the
oven.  Nice and warm for a cold night.  So...have you decided on what you
want, or do you need a few more minutes?"

   Karen opened her bottle of Evian and carefully poured it into the tall
glass.  "We'll split a large pizza," she said, first looking at Darcy the
server, then at Laci.  "By the way, honey, what do you want on it?"

   Laci looked at the list of choices and shrugged.  "Anything's okay with
me, as long as there's no anchovies...or bunny rabbits," she added with a
snicker.

   The server peered at her with a puzzled smile.  Karen laughed and said,
"She's just being bad.  How about we keep it simple and just go with
pepperoni."

   Darcy scribbled briefly in her notepad.  "Any appetizer?  Soup?  Salad?"

   "No, I think we're all set," Karen said.  "Oh, wait.  Can we swap out
the garlic rolls for some plain ones?  They smell yummy, but I don't want
garlic breath tonight."

   "Not a problem," Darcy murmured, arching an eyebrow.  "Hot date later
tonight?"

   "You could say that," Karen smiled.

   When the waitress left, Karen turned to Laci.  " She's very pretty,
don't you think?" she teased.  "Yummy, even.  Bet she'd be fun to play
with."

   It took Laci a couple of heartbeats to realize that Karen was needling
her.  Her small frown became a naughty smile.  "I wouldn't let you play
with her, though.  Unless I could play, too."

   "Hmmm, I don't know if I could handle 2 hot girls at once.  I might
break into a million pieces," Karen laughed.  "I'll be very happy just
making love to you later.  I've had all day to think of the naughty things
I want to do with you when we get home."

   Laci giggled and, elbows on the table, hid behind her fists.  "I thought
of naughty things too, y'know.  I was in the library dreaming 'bout you,
and I almost had to go to the bathroom."

   "Now you're making me hot." Karen fanned her face with her hand, making
Laci titter again.  "Like what?  What naughty, sexy ideas has that lovely
imagination of yours conjured up?"

   "Oh, I'm not telling," Laci chirped like a child playing
I've-Got-a-Secret.  "You'll have to wait until, umm...till all our clothes
are off!"

   "Little tease." Karen's expression was relaxed, amused; inside she
smoldered with a growing animal lust.  "I am so going to hold you to that
promise."

   As their waitress approached the table with their rolls and a small dish
of fresh dipping oil, Laci giggled and hid her face again, feeling both
embarrassed and exhilarated.  Oh, they were being sooo bad, sooo naughty in
public.  Karen was making her blush and get all wet and squirmy in front of
everyone, and Laci loved it!

   "There you go, ladies," Darcy said, placing the basket and dish on the
table.

   Laci studied the server and had to struggle to keep from breaking out in
fresh giggles.  The young woman really was very pretty, with a slim body
and long, soft hair piled on top of her head.  Was Karen really attracted
to the young woman?  She thought, briefly, it would be something for 3
girls to do it together all at the same time.

   Shifting her attention to the bread basket, Laci picked up a warm roll,
but was unsure of what to do with it.  She peered from beneath her
eyelashes at Karen to see what she did.  Karen dipped her roll in the dish
of olive oil, then took a bite.

   Laci hesitated, then decided Karen wouldn't make fun of her for not
knowing.  "Are we supposed to dip these buns in the oil?"

   Karen smiled, arching an eyebrow.  "I'd dip your buns in oil any old
day."

   It took a few seconds to grasp what Karen meant, then Laci broke into
more snickers.  "Karen!  God, you're so...so bad!  You're making me blush."


   Laci was on top of the world.  She loved Karen's risqué teasing.  In
fact, she loved simply being in a real restaurant with her.  She couldn't
begin to imagine her mother taking her to a place like this, and even if by
some miracle she did, Laci would be so self-conscious she'd be miserable.
But with Karen...somehow, whatever they did together seemed perfectly
natural.

   She dipped a roll and nibbled it uncertainly.  Though olive oil was
foreign to her, Laci decided that she liked it.  Taking the last bite of
warm bread, the girl dabbed at her mouth with the cloth napkin.

   "Excellent...buns," Karen grinned.  "Really good, aren't they?"

   "I like them," Laci said with a touch of surprise.  This was how normal
people lived.

   Soon the pretty server Darcy brought out their pizza on a big, flat
cutting board.  "Here we are, ladies.  Just for you, fresh out of the
oven." Karen watched Darcy's eyes and saw an uncertain but knowing gleam in
them as the waitress looked at Laci.

   Laci studied the pizza-it had an irregular shape and some burnt spots on
the crust, but smelled wonderful.  She glanced up at the waitress and
smiled.  "Thank you, it smells awesome."

   "You're very welcome.  I think you'll like your first real pizza." Her
smile was genuine.

   When the waitress left, Karen took a slice and said, "I could see you
checking her out."

   Laci felt her face grow warm.  "No, I wasn't."

   "Silly girl, of course you were.  And she was checking you out."

   "I don't think so," Laci snorted, but her cheeks grew pinker.  Was that
true or was Karen teasing her again?

   "I know these things, I've been around the block a time or 2.  Looks to
me like Miss Darcy just might have a thing for cute girls like you."

   "Well, she is really pretty," Laci shrugged.  "Seriously, I bet you'd go
with her if you didn't have me."

   "I'll bet you're right.  I'm a sucker for beautiful young ladies.  What
do you think of the pizza?"

   Laci slurped in a strand of cheese, then bit into the slice, pausing to
savor the taste.  "Mmmmmm, really good!  You're right.  Not like Domino's
at all!"

   Karen reached for another slice, suddenly aware of how hungry she was.
"So, how did school go today?"

   Laci gingerly nibbled a fresh bite of the hot pizza.  "Good.  Really
good.  Well, not everything.  I hate math class.  I never get it, it's
hard, and the teacher doesn't explain it.  We're learning variables and
stuff." Laci wrinkled her nose.  "It sucks."

   Karen laughed softly.  "Short and to the point.  Well, kitten, some
people just aren't fans of math."

   "Do you like it?"

   Karen shrugged.  "Not especially, but I have to use it at work all the
time.  Not so much algebra, but, you know, business math.  Tell you what,
we'll spend some time later this weekend going over your homework and I'll
see if I can help you.  What else?"

   A fresh tingle of warmth rippled over Laci.  That's what mothers were
supposed to do, try to help with their kids' schoolwork.  Laci had always
liked school, and in spite of her home environment, had always done well,
even making the honor roll several times.  But did her mother even care? 
No, she did not.  She even made fun of Laci, calling her a "smart-ass" more
than once.

   "Well," Laci said, after munching a full bite.  "In science, we've been
learning astronomy, which is really pretty cool.  Today we started learning
how the moon causes tides at the ocean.  I totally didn't know that, and
it's so cool.  Did you know that?"

   Laci's enthusiasm captivated Karen.  She'd always known Laci did well in
school.  Amy had commented frequently-and with a degree of surprise-about
how good a student her friend was.  "Well, I knew it, but I have no idea
how.  Maybe we can find that out together."

   "And I had art today.  That's my favorite, I love art class, but we only
have it twice a week.  Right now, we're learning how to draw people and
animals and shade them so they're realistic.  The art teacher, Mr.  Belden-
he's gay, you know-he told me that I have a talent for art, and I'm prob'ly
one of his best students, and once I'm in high school, there's an AP art
class and I should take that, and he said I have an instinct for using
colors and shading and figuring out how stuff goes together just by looking
at it..."

   Laci's unconscious soliloquy mesmerized Karen.  She did not intend to
interrupt the girl.  In fact, she could listen to Laci go on all night
long. It was a remarkable display of self-confidence and enthusiasm from a
girl who'd been, at best, ignored by a mother who'd already wrecked her own
life.

   Laci spoke on about her fascination with art, pausing briefly now and
then for a bite of pizza, seemingly unaware of her stream-of-consciousness
monologue.  Her expression and her eyes glowed, and it seemed to bring out
a new dimension of sensual beauty in the girl.  Karen felt her heart swell
as she drank in Laci's enthusiasm.

   At last, the pizza down to 2 slices, Laci seemed to realize she'd been
talking without pause for several minutes.  She dabbed sheepishly swiped at
her mouth with her napkin and blushed.

   Karen, chin resting on the heel of her hand, simply beheld her lover. 
"Well, now," she offered with a loving smile.  "I think we've discovered
where your natural talent lies." She laughed, her heart radiant with joy.
"Do you have any idea how happy it makes me to listen to you talk about
something that you enjoy so much?  God, Laci, you've been cheated out of so
much.  You have a hell of a lot to offer the world, and I'm going to make
sure you get whatever you need to be a real artist.  Whatever it takes.  Do
you have any of the sketches you've done for art class?"

   Suddenly feeling shy, Laci put her napkin on her plate, having eaten her
fill.  "Not in my backpack.  I left them in my locker at school.  I didn't
know you'd want to see them."

   "Oh, honey.  I want to see all your homework, not just the art, but I
didn't mean right this minute, but definitely soon."

   Darcy the server approached their table.  "How was the pizza?"

   "Awesome," Laci said.  "I only ever had Domino's or Pizza Hut before,
this was like a million times better!" "Awesome!  I'll tell the pizza chef.
Have you ladies thought about dessert?"

   Karen shook her head.  "I think a pizza is enough of a cheat for one
night."

   "All right." The waitress took out a small leather book, made a note on
the bill, then placed it before the older woman.  Karen glanced at it; $35.
Reaching into her purse, she took out 2 $50 bills.  "Do you do pool tips?"

   "We do."

   "Well, one of the fifties should go to you, the leftover to the pool."

   Darci hesitated, staring at the bill.  "Um...are you sure?"

   Karen closed her purse.  "Positive.  Excellent service deserves an
excellent tip."

   "Wow!  Thank you so much.  I really appreciate it."

   "It was marvelous.  We'll be back...hopefully some night when you'll be
working."

   "I'd be delighted.  Thanks again!" exclaimed Darcy, departing with an
extra spring in her step.

   Karen turned back to Laci.  "So, I've been thinking.  How about
tomorrow, if we're not too tired, we go to the mall in the afternoon.  You
need some new clothes and whatnot."

   "Really?  Oh Karen!  That would be so awesome!" Laci squealed, clapping
the heels of her hands together.  She normally dreaded mall trips because
she never had any money.  In days gone by when she took the girls to the
mall, Karen would sneak a $50 bill into Amy's hand and whisper, "This is
for Laci, honey.  Make sure she uses it, but don't embarrass her about it."


   But things had changed.  Oh yes, things had unquestionably changed for
Laci.

   ***

   They tossed their coats on the entryway settee as soon as they were in
the house and Karen got the front door shut.  The only light came from the
under-counter fluorescents in the kitchen and a timer-controlled table lamp
in the living room.

   Staring raptly at Laci, Karen gathered the girl to her in a deep
embrace. Laci groped for Karen, urgently pushing herself as tightly as she
could to her older lover.

   Karen rocked Laci in her arms, murmuring, "Baby, my precious baby, oh my
sweet, precious baby." A wave of giddy warmth spread over Karen, her head
so light that she felt close to fainting.  She held the exquisite, delicate
body of the love of her life, and the world was right again.  "Do you have
any idea what you do to me?  The way you set me on fire?"

   Laci melted against Karen.  It felt a little like the tingly, fuzzy
sensation she got a few seconds after taking the first hit of a joint.  Oh
God, how could she have gone through her entire life without knowing what
it was to feel loved and desired?

   Karen took Laci's face in her trembling hands, pausing briefly to drink
in the sight of her angelic face.  Laci's eyes were so dark and lustrous in
the soft light.  Karen made a whimpering sound and descended to smother
Laci's face with hard, urgent kisses.  Laci tossed her head back and soaked
in Karen's passion.  At last, their mouths met, Karen's insides surged, and
she let out a shuddery, moaning sound.  She sent her tongue in search of
Laci's, mingling together in a lustful dance.  Gasping, Karen pulled back,
and immediately dove back to claim her young lover's lush mouth.  She
sucked Laci's lips, nibbled them, and Laci closed her eyes and moaned,
quivering from top to bottom.

   Laci quivered all over.  It was back in force, that pulsing, glowing
ingot inside her tummy, sending a corona of warmth spreading to every part
of her body.  She surrendered herself to this woman, who she saw as a
Goddess.

   Karen brushed her lips against Laci's, and softly groaned into the
girl's mouth, "Baby, love, my darling love.  I need you, all of you!"

   "Oh yes, Karen!  Please!  God, you make me crazy inside!"

   Karen relaxed her embrace so she could take Laci's hand in hers. 
Struggling to regain her composure, she swept her hair back from her face
with her free hand.  "Oh my," she whispered hoarsely.  The emotions and
sensations this amazing girl released in her were almost beyond
comprehension.  Simply by being, Laci brought her to the edge of losing
control.  It seemed as if nothing made sense any more...yet somehow, what
they were doing together seemed as inevitable as the tides.

   Karen whispered, "Come, baby."

   There was a large wet patch on Laci's jeans.  She felt weak and shaky
all over as Karen led her to the living room and pushed her onto the sofa.
Karen's, eyes glowed with an intensity that made Laci's breath catch.  She
desperately wanted Karen to be firm, even rough with her.

   Karen knelt over her trembling lover.  She immediately began pawing at
Laci's clothes.  "I'm going to fuck you until you scream!" she panted.

   They tore at their clothes, twisting and writhing to get naked.  Karen
pulled off her sweater and ripped at her blouse, sending buttons clicking
across the floor.  At last, their clothes were strewn crazily about the
living room.

   Karen descended on her teen lover, and Laci responded by arching her
taut body up and urgently wrapping her arms around Karen's neck and
wailing.

   Karen jammed her mouth against Laci's and thrust her tongue in deep and
hard.  She found Laci's budding breasts with her hands and rubbed and
squeezed them firmly.  Laci's nipples immediately responded, swelling into
aching stiffness.  She squirmed and squealed into Karen's mouth and dug her
nails into Karen's back when Karen squeezed and tugged at the exquisitely
tender nubs.

   Gasping, Karen pulled back.  "Tell me what you need!" she demanded. 
"Tell me!"

   "Ooohhh," the girl cried.  "Fuck me!  Please Karen!  I love you!  Fuck
me!"

   Karen slid her hand between their bodies to find Laci's sex, immediately
wriggling 2 fingers into the wonderfully tight, gooey entrance to the
girl's body.  Laci stiffened and squealed and Karen watched her intently.
Just touching the teen's intricate, exquisite sex was enough to send Karen
into orbit.

   Karen firmly worked her fingers in and out, fucking Laci's honey tunnel.
The girl was so tight inside that it felt as if Karen's fingers were held
in a clenched fist.  Her pussy oozed nectar with every stroke.  Laci
writhed against her grownup lover, moaning deliriously.

   Karen slid her thumb up the trough of Laci's labia to find the girl's
clit nub.  She pressed and rolled her thumb, gently manipulating the tender
nubbin until Laci frantically cried out and squirmed, her slender body
jerking, hands slapping the sofa.  At last, she tensed and released, and
Karen could feel the girl's muscles quiver, tensing and relaxing.

   "Oh, Karen!  Oh, Karen!  I love you!  Oooohhhhh!  Jesus!"

   "That's it, my love, come for me.  But I'm not done with you...oh no, I
am not nearly done with you."

   Karen pulled her fingers from Laci frothy sex and immediately smeared
nectar all over her lover's vulva.  Still gasping from her orgasm, Laci
urgently lifted her hips to meet Karen's firm strokes.  "More, Karen! 
There's more in me!  Please make me come some more!  Please!  Oh,
please..."

   "God, you hot, hot little minx!" Karen dropped to her knees between
Laci's legs.  The rich, tidal odor of Laci's overheated sex was
intoxicating.  Trembling, Karen lightly slapped Laci's sex, making her
jump. "Open your legs, Laci baby," Karen demanded.  "Wider!  Wider!  As
wide as you can."

   Demonstrating the marvelous flexibility of a 13 year old girl, Laci
grabbed the backs of her legs above the knees, drawing them back until she
was completely exposed.

   Karen groaned, her heart racing and head swirling at the sight of Laci's
naked sex.  The raw, intricate beauty of her lover's womanhood never failed
to leave Karen awed.  "Oh God," she whispered.  "So...so perfect."

   Lips parting in anticipation, Karen used her hands to frame Laci's pussy
and keep her legs spread wide.  She slowly lapped up Laci's slit like a cat
cleaning itself.  Each lap made Laci stiffen and yip.  Karen finally
adjusted her hands so that her thumbs rested on either side of Laci's clit
before she nudged the tip of her tongue up to Laci's opalescent nub.  She
suckled Laci's tender bud into her mouth and massaged it with her tongue,
while using her thumbs to knead and massage the fleshy hood.

   Laci cried out and stiffened at the overpowering sensations Karen
brought to her by both suckling and kneading her clit.  She lost the grip
she had on the backs of her thighs, but both legs remained splayed apart.
Her hands fluttered like startled birds before plunging into Karen's hair.
Karen shook her head while she held Laci's button in her mouth.  She pulled
her head back, letting Laci slip from her mouth with a slick plop.  She
pushed her thumbs down to make Laci's clit pop up.  She gave Laci another
series of long, slow licks up the girl's slit, until she finally stiffened
her tongue and dove on Laci's nub.  Karen circled Laci's jewel with the tip
of her tongue, then lashed at it like a vibrator.

   Laci squirmed and writhed, her hands gripping Karen's hair and her feet
kicking.  Delectable waves of pleasure washed over her body from her
throbbing pussy.  Karen's staccato tongue work rat-a-tatted like a snare
drum.  The pressure in Laci's pelvis grew with each flick of Karen's
tongue. Laci struggled to hold it in, to make the pleasure last, but it was
no use.  She cried out as her body spasmed and clamped down.  She held her
breath as the enormous, delicious bubble stretched inside her, growing
larger by the second.

   Then it burst like a hot water balloon hitting the ground.  She
shuddered and thrust her pussy up against her lover's face, demanding more.
"Karen, oh, Karen!  Karen!" she cried.  "Oh God YES!"

   Laci's pussy trickled a stream of sweet nectar down her slit.  Karen
captured it with her tongue.  Still licking the child relentlessly and
kneading around her clit with her thumbs, she quickly brought Laci to
another intense orgasm.

   Laci's body seized.  She arched her back and it seemed every muscle
fiber in her body was as tight as a violin's strings.  It felt as if she
was reaching the end of a long, breathless climb to the top of a hill, and
when she went over the crest, bright, flashing lights filling the valley
below.  The water balloon burst again.  The heat washed over her in a great
wave, followed by ripples that ebbed and flowed over and over.

   Karen gently eased off until she was lovingly kissing Laci's mound.  Her
vulva was glistening wet, the fragrance of her heat strong and enticing. 
Karen knew Laci had more in her, but, if she drew every orgasm from the
girl, she'd be unable to do anything but fall asleep.

   Gasping, Laci collapsed against the sofa cushions.  Her pounding pulse
rippled over the taut flesh of her abdomen.  Her arms flopped loosely above
her head, and little groans escaped her with each panting breath.

   Smiling hungrily, Karen kissed a playful pathway up to Laci's breasts,
pausing to give the girl's pert nipples a few flicks of her tongue.  Laci
squealed at the electric shock it sent over her.

   Karen hovered over Laci, and the child, her breathing eased, smiled up
at her.  Laci threw her arms around Karen's neck.  "Oh, Karen!" she cried
out.

   Karen dipped down and pushed her tongue into Laci's waiting mouth. 
Their tongues swirled together.  "Taste yourself on me," Karen hummed, and
Laci sampled the remnants of her own pussy essence on Karen's face.

   As they kissed with tongues tangled, Karen moved a hand between their
bodies and began rubbing and fingering her own pussy.  As soon as Laci
became aware that Karen was masturbating, she worked her hand down, pushing
Karen's hand aside.  Karen's vulva radiated heat like a stoked wood-stove,
and when Laci glided her hand over her lover's sex, it was wet and
slippery. Laci nestled her finger into Karen's slit, and it delighted her
that her lover was dripping wet.  She rubbed her fingers up and down the
channel shaped by Karen's inner labia.  Karen gasped into Laci's mouth. 
"Yessss," she whispered.  "You're making me so hot, baby!"

   Laci smiled before she lifted her head to give Karen her tongue.  She
stroked and massaged Karen's pussy, rubbing the flats of her fingers over
the woman's clit until Karen let out a sharp yelp.  Laci hooked her 2
delicate fingers into Karen's sugar pot, releasing a fresh trickle of
honey.

   Karen's burning eyes smoldered at her teen lover.  She jumped and
grimaced when Laci's stroking, probing fingers hit a sensitive spot.

   "Fuck me," Karen demanded before diving on Laci's face to suck the
girl's tongue into her mouth.

   It was awkward, but Laci managed to work her fingers almost all the way
into Karen's creamy tunnel.  She wriggled them around, but it was too hard
to find Karen's magic spot.  Instead, she slithered her fingers in and out,
firmly riding them over the top of Karen's vaginal entrance.  They greedily
fucked each other's mouths with their tongues, Karen groaning happily with
each breath and gyrating her hips in time with Laci's finger strokes.

   Their position on the couch was quickly growing too awkward for Karen.
"Okay, baby girl," she panted.  "I want you on the floor so you can fuck me
with that hot little mouth."

   "Okay," Laci whispered with a touch of relief.  Her wrist was beginning
to ache.  She slid to the floor, giving her hair a quick toss.  Karen
shifted so she was leaning against the back of the sofa, ass perched on the
edge of the cushion.  Laci's sparkling eyes flicked back and forth between
Karen's glistening sex and her urgently tense face.

   It thrilled Laci to know that no one else made Karen feel like this. 
The intensity of her adoration for her adult lover made her feel as if she
might explode.

   Karen parted her legs as wide as comfortably possible, fully exposing
her pussy.  She throbbed inside, and she involuntarily tensed up in
anticipation.

   Laci slowly kissed her way up Karen's sticky inner thighs, drawing a
shuddery moan from her lover.  She licked Karen's skin, gathering her first
taste of her lover's sexual essence.  Karen's heat was palpable, her aroma
rich and musky like a freshly turned garden.  Laci moaned in chorus with
Karen.  She spread Karen's crevice with her fingers, so fresh beads of
nectar ran down the channel from her clit to her vagina.

   First taking a deep breath, Laci deliberately drew the flat of her
tongue up the length of Karen's slit, her eyes turned up to gauge her
lover's reaction.

   A jolt of ecstasy surged through Karen.  "Oooohhh, yes!" she whispered
harshly.  "Oh, baby!  My sweet kitten!  You make Mommy feel such wonderful
things!" Laci popped Karen's tumescent jewel from its hood and curled the
tip of her tongue around it.  Karen jumped sharply.  Laci savored the feel
of Karen's nub under her tongue, and the music of her moans.  She languidly
worked her tongue over and around Karen's clit, tracing circles, crosses
and figure-8s.  All the while, she kept darting her gaze between Karen's
face and her pussy.  She silently admonished herself to slow down.  She
moved her tongue down Karen's slit to gather nectar when she sensed Karen
was getting too close.

   Karen was seething inside.  Every flick of Laci's tongue sent a sharp
pulse through her pelvis and tummy.  Each stroke made the hot bubble inside
her grow larger and fuller.  It amazed and delighted her how much Laci had
learned in a week.  She now knew how to vary the pace to prolong Karen's
pleasure.  She was sexually sophisticated enough to finger Karen's pussy
while kissing her clit.

   Laci planted those wet kisses on Karen's clit, sucking the fleshy tip
between her lips and releasing it with a wet smack.  She poked and probed
with her tongue, gave more wet kisses, and wet her face in the process. 
Almost giggling with sheer delight, Laci rat-a-tatted her tongue in a burst
of lightning-fast flicks that made Karen cry out and grab Laci's hair in
her fists.  "Oooohhhh, fuck!"

   Staccato pulses of energy vibrated through Karen's innermost pelvis and
rippled up over her entire being.  There was no resisting that kind of
tongue-lashing.

   Laci lifted her mouth for a moment and quickly used the flat of her
fingers to tap firmly on Karen's clit, just as Karen had done to her.  She
dipped her face back down, and rubbed Karen's vagina, smearing her flow of
honey while she suckled her lover's clit.  It pushed Karen over the edge.

   Karen's pelvic and abdominal muscles quivered and hiccupped with sharp,
intense little spasms.  She drew in a breath and whined as she held it. 
Finally, she cried out as everything let go inside.  Bursts of pleasure
like silent explosions washed over her, from her pussy to some primal nerve
center deep inside her.

   Karen bucked her hips, pushing her mound against Laci's face.  Laci
didn't ease up her tonguing and suckling.  She moaned hungrily as she kept
furiously licking Karen.  She kept going until Karen could stand no
more-and to Karen's astonishment, Laci seemed to sense exactly when that
was.

   They were both panting when Laci looked up.  She raised her face from
between Karen's legs, eyes were aglow and her face glistened in the low
light.  "Oh, baby," Karen groaned.  She quickly lifted her legs and lay out
on the sofa so Laci could climb atop her.

   Licking her sticky lips, Laci snuggled her body into Karen's embrace,
needing to be held and loved.

   Karen's mind swam incoherently at first.  An odd thought intruded from
out of nowhere.  A thousand dollar sofa covered in pussy stains, and I
don't give a flying fuck.

   As she regained her breath, Karen wrapped her arms around her teen lover
and rocked her in her arms.  "God, I love you," she groaned.  She took
Laci's face in both hands so she could cover, Karen showered her with wet,
sloppy, wet kisses.

   A warm glow enveloped Laci as she basked in Karen's praise.  Just over a
week ago, she didn't know that such feelings as she was experiencing now
even existed in real life.  Love wasn't just some made-up thing on TV and
in books.  When she dwelled on it, the fervor of her feelings left Laci
dazed.

   When Karen's head settled down, she became aware that it was cold.  No
wonder, naked and she thought.  They were sweaty and 10 below zero out. 
"Laci, kitten.  We need to go upstairs to bed.  It's freezing."

   Laci lifted her head to look at Karen.  Her lover's hair was all
a-tangle and her cheeks flushed.  It really was cold, she suddenly
realized. "Okay," she sighed.  She slid off Karen's body and stood up,
pausing to stretch her limbs.

   Karen hoisted herself into a sitting position, then slumped back into
the sofa.  "Oooohhgh...  give me a minute, kitten, I'm woozy."

   Laci stood naked before Karen, smiling happily, and she reached out to
take Karen's hands in hers.  "Here," she murmured, let me help you."

   Karen drank in the sight of her teen lover.  In just a year or 2, she
would be heart-stopping beautiful.  And she's all mine, Karen thought with
a possessive thrill.

   Laci carefully assisted Karen to her feet, then slid into her arms. 
They stood together in a loving embrace, gently swaying to and fro.  "Oh,
Laci," Karen murmured, "You are the most beautiful girl I have ever seen."

   Smiling delightedly, Laci looked up.  "You're just saying that 'cause
you love me."

   "I do love you, but I'm not just saying it.  You really don't know how
absolutely perfect you are.  It makes me wonder what I did to deserve you."

   Laci kissed Karen's neck.  "As long as you love me, no one else, nothing
else matters."

   Karen sighed.  "Come, I'm freezing."

   Once upstairs, Karen put on the soft recessed lights, snapped on the
electric blanket, and lit the gas fireplace.  It was already warmer up here
than down in the living room, which made it easier to resist the urge to
dive under the blankets and huddle there.

   Karen pulled the covers back, and Laci flopped on the bed and sprawled
out exposing herself.  Her little sex was already beginning to tingle and
flush.

   Karen climbed on the bed and straddled Laci on all fours.  She pinned
the girl's arms to the bed and smiled down at her.  Laci's insides began to
churn.  Her breathing grew shallow and her heart began to race as she
stared up at Karen.  The woman's silken hair spilled around her face,
framing her deep brown eyes.  She quickly lifted a hand to tuck the hair on
one side behind her ear, exposing a gold teardrop earring to the soft light
and making it sparkle.  Karen's sensual beauty made Laci draw in a shuddery
breath.

   "You're all mine," Karen purred.  "You are my precious, beautiful
princess, no one else's."

   "Yes, Karen," Laci mewed.  "I belong to you!  Only you!" Oh, how it
thrilled Laci to be totally under Karen's control.  The sensation of
complete surrender, with her arms pinned to the bed and Karen on top,
thighs spread wide, bearing the weight of her lover's body-was exhilarating
and oddly liberating.

   Karen ground her body against Laci's and lowered her face to kiss the
girl.  Laci kissed back with urgency.  Karen stroked, her tongue in and out
of Laci's receptive mouth, drew it over her lips, tasting the girl's
succulence.  Kissing Laci was almost as thrilling as making love with her.
There was always a sweet passion to her kisses, an intimacy that was
galvanizing.  Karen's kisses grew ravenous, and she gyrated her body
against Laci's.

   Karen released Laci's lips and her arms, and straightened up.  She
allowed herself to wallow momentarily in Laci's breathtaking adolescent
beauty.  She firmly squeezed and massaged Laci's firm little breasts,
tugging on her nipples, then letting them snap free.  Laci cried out with
delight.  Her nipples instantly hardened, and Karen touched her palms to
them and caressed them with a circular motion.  She smiled at Laci when she
rolled the balls of her thumbs over the girl's nubs and made her gasp.

   "Karen," Laci whispered.  "Oh, Karen."

   Karen leaned over, brushing her lips against Laci's ear.  "Laci, baby,"
she answered.  She kissed her way over to Laci's other ear, then drew her
tongue up and down the girl's neck, making her whimper and shudder.  She
toyed with Laci's simple earring using the tip of her tongue before nipping
the rim of her ear.  "I want to take you to a very special place," Karen
said softly.  She pressed her mound against Laci's, sending a warm surge
snaking through both their bodies.  "Very, very special.  The same place
you took me last week."

   Shivers and thrills coursed over Laci.  Her head swirled as if she were
stoned.  It was more the heat and hunger in Karen's voice than her words
that registered in Laci's mind.

   Karen undulated her hips, grinding her pussy against Laci's.  Their
slits opened and kissed, and Karen firmly wriggled her vulva against Laci's
until they both gasped at how amazing that felt.

   Hard as it was, Karen stopped before going too far.  She straightened
up, and again Laci gasped at being left hanging.  "I have better things
planned for you, my Laci princess," she smiled, then scooted further down
the bed.  "Open your legs, honey girl, wide.  I want to see every bit of
your sweet, sexy treasure."

   "S-sure!" Laci breathed, and drew her bent knees back and spread them
wide, opening and lifting her sex in offering to Karen.

   Karen stared, lost in wonder as she studied the child's sex as if for
the first time.  That most exquisite, delectable part of her girl-lover was
a thing of sublime beauty.  It was like seeing the Holy Grail.

   Lowering herself, Karen brought her tongue to Laci's labia.  She touched
the girl's pussy lips ever so lightly with her tongue-as feathery a touch
as she could manage, and she brought it up, tracing the delicate labia. 
Laci squealed at the sensation.  The trail of Karen's tongue grew firmer
with each stroke until she firmly rasped the flat of her tongue up the
crevice of her lover's pussy.  She carefully flicked her tongue over Laci's
clit hood before straightening back up.

   Karen knew she was walking a fine line.  Laci was squirming and
whimpering, her sweet pussy freely drooling nectar, but she didn't want her
teen lover to come yet.  She wanted Laci simmering, not boiling over. 
Karen carefully inserted her middle finger into Laci's fully open, sopping
wet, receptive vagina.  Inside the tight confines, it felt like she'd
buried her finger in warm pudding.

   Laci arched her back and whimpered, "Karen!"

   "That's it, baby girl...Let Mummy Karen take you to a magic place,"
Karen cooed.

   When her finger was inside as deep as it could go, she began to withdraw
it while pressing up against the roof of Laci's vagina, rubbing, searching.
She watched Laci closely as she explored.  At last, her finger found a
discrete, marble-sized bump, and Laci cried out sharply when Karen rubbed
it.

   Laci was unprepared for the sensation it caused when Karen found that
spot inside her.  It was more of a powerful jolt than a shock, but it
jabbed deep inside her.  She was already roiling inside, and this new
sensation only added to the blaze burning in her body.  Karen quickly
changed her position so she was masturbating Laci from the side, working
from over her hip with one arm wrapped around the girl's thigh.

   Panting, Laci raised herself up on both elbows to see what Karen was
doing, and Karen smiled impishly at her as she pressed 2 fingers into
Laci's vagina and immediately returned to the magic spot.  Just as she did,
Karen dipped down and drove her tongue into the intricate, converging folds
of the child's clit nest.  From that moment on, Laci lost her connection
with the external world.  Some dormant autopilot rose up and took over, and
Laci just...was.

   The position was a bit awkward for Karen, but it would have to do.  She
sucked Laci's nubbin into her mouth just as her fingers found the spot
again.  Laci stiffened and let out a strangled yelp.  Karen massaged the
spot firmly, relentlessly, as she sucked and licked Laci's throbbing clit.
Laci let out incoherent, guttural sounds, and she writhed frantically on
the bed, arms flailing, her body jiggling.  Karen whined as she slurped and
fucked her baby lover.

   Laci's mouth was wide open, eyes squeezed tightly shut.  Suddenly the
child's body stiffened and went rigid, straining, holding her breath, and
grunting.  "Yes, baby!" Karen cried.  She stroked Laci's engorged spot as
fast and firmly as she could.

   Inside, Laci was aware that something broke inside, something snapped.
It was the most amazing sensation she'd ever experienced; it felt like her
entire self went spewing out of her pussy in a white-hot stream of lava.

   Laci's tensed, quivering body released in an instant.  Her breath
exploded in a loud, incoherent cry.  Her already overflowing pussy boiled
over, releasing a gush of hot fluid.  Karen slurped it in, drank it,
ambrosial nectar that was tart, sweet and pure Laci.  Laci arched again in
another seizure, and spewed forth another gush of her heavenly potion,
wetting Karen's face and hand, and dripping onto the bed.  Karen brought
her up, up, up to one more, and the girl cried out, "Ooooohhhhhhhh
Karrrrrnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn," as her body collapsed yet again like an imploding
building.

   Karen greedily slurped up Laci's essence.  She thoroughly cleaned Laci
with her tongue, gathering in the girl's sweetness, savoring it, glorying
in her lover.  Laci was limp as a rag doll, eyes glazed and distant, when
Karen kissed her way up the child's body.  Yes, the girl was utterly spent.
It would be a while before she came out of her fugue.  She instinctively
curled into Karen's embrace, letting herself float.

   Laci was only vaguely aware of her surroundings.  She was warm and
relaxed, not sure whether she was awake or asleep, yet aware of the
nearness of Karen's body.

   Once when Laci was 6 or so, she'd fallen down a set of stairs and broken
her wrist.  Years later, she still wasn't sure whether she'd genuinely
stumbled and fallen, or her mother had done something to make her fall. 
However it happened, though, Laci's wrist had hurt terribly, and her hand
hung at an unnatural angle.  Once she'd arrived at the hospital, a calm,
gently smiling nurse put a needle in her arm and gave her some pain
medicine.  The nurse told her it would make her feel sleepy and dizzy-but
it would also make the pain go away, so the doctor could fix her boo-boo.
After getting the medicine, Laci was only dimly aware of what was going on
around her.  It was a wonderful sensation, like being wrapped in a fuzzy
cloud and floating in the sky.

   That was how she felt was right now-warm, relaxed, safe in Karen's arms.
Karen, her mother goddess; Karen, who made her feel the most astonishing
things; Karen, her protector.  She only vaguely realized it when Karen sat
up and said something to her, something about "be right back".  Laci rolled
onto her back and stared blankly at the ceiling.

   Karen paused to take out a cigarette and light it before padding off to
the bathroom.  She peed quickly, then took a big, fluffy towel from the
linen closet before returning to the bed.  Resting her half-smoked
cigarette on the ashtray, Karen knelt beside to the girl.  "Laci, honey,"
she said gently.

   Laci, her eyes only now showing animation, looked at Karen.

   "Move over a little, princess.  I need to cover the wet spot."

   Laci's brow furrowed but she shifted to one side, and Karen quickly
spread the towel over the large wet spot.  It was almost if she'd peed the
bed.  Satisfied, Karen sat on the edge of the bed and picked up her
cigarette, taking a deep drag.  With one leg tucked under her, she smiled
and stroked Laci's tousled hair with her free hand.  Laci's eyes fluttered
open and she looked at Karen, distantly at first, but at last with focus.
She smiled wanly.

   "Still with me, my precious kitten?" Karen murmured.

   Laci nodded and whispered, "Yeah."

   Stubbing out her cigarette, Karen rolled onto the bed.  She turned off
all the lights except a single, dim row, and tugged the covers up and over
them.  She drew Laci close, and their bodies melded together.  Laci nuzzled
her nose in the notch formed by Karen's breastbone and collarbones, and
Karen stroked her hair as though she was petting a cat.  "Did you like
where I took you?" she whispered.

   Laci chuckled very softly.  "Yeah, a whole lot.  Did I pee on you?  I
didn't mean to, I couldn't help it."

   "No kitten, you didn't pee on me," Karen smiled.  "It was the same thing
that you did to me last weekend.  Your pussy just gets very wet when you
come." She paused, studying the girl's peaceful face.  "I'll bet you're
sleepy right now."

   Laci nodded.  "Yeah.  I'm sorry."

   "My precious Laci, don't apologize.  You've made me very happy tonight.
Very happy."

   "Really?"

   "Really.  Are you okay if I turn off the lights?"

   "Yes.  Can we cuddle?"

   "Absolutely." Karen reached up and turned off the lights.  She gathered
in the warm, silky-soft body of her lover.  She hoped Laci would drift off
to sleep before the child's anxieties had time to rear their ugly heads. 
Laci was an achingly beautiful girl, both outside and inside, but she had
been hurt so badly by her horrible mother that she was going to need time
to heal.  All Karen could do was hold Laci her close and love her when the
bad feelings came.

   Karen let herself drift.  The fragrance of their loving, strong and
musky, tickled her nostrils when she adjusted the covers, making her smile.
There weren't many smells that could top that aroma.  She sighed
contentedly, then relaxed.  There was nothing so ethereal, she mused, than
a silent, snow-encased house in the middle of a bitterly cold January
night.

   The lines from a half-remembered song wafted through Karen's head.  The
lamp is burnin' low upon my tabletop, the snow is softly fallin'.  The air
is still within the silence of my room, I hear your voice softly callin'. A
haunting song of unrequited love.  However, this love-her love, Laci's love
-was not unrequited, but deeply, achingly shared.  Holding this mere child
in her arms, in the silence of the room on a cold winter's night, after
sharing their blazing inner passion left her warm and at peace in way she'd
never known before.  It was an experience beyond description except perhaps
by a poet.

   As in the song, she heard Laci softly calling.  "Karen?" the child said
in a gossamer-like voice.

   "Yes, kitten."

   Laci shifted and snuggled closer.  "I love you."

   Karen chuckled softly.  "You never get tired of telling me that-do you,
baby girl?"

   "No.  Do you mind?"

   "Of course I don't mind.  It makes me very happy.  I love you too."

   "I-I wanna say something, but I don't want you to get mad at me or
anything."

   "Laci, my precious love, have I ever gotten mad at you for saying
something to me?"

   There a slight pout in Laci's voice.  "No."

   Karen threw her leg over Laci's and used it to pull them closer
together. "When 2 people are in love, like we are, they can share anything
inside their hearts with each other.  What did you want to tell me,
kitten?"

   There was a pause.  Then, her voice still diaphanous, "When we were
making love earlier tonight, I thought how now I'm glad Amy left you to
live with her dad." She hurried on before Karen could offer an imagined
rebuke.  "I used to be sad and mad at her for leaving, 'cause I thought it
meant I'd never see you again, an' I couldn't stand that.  I just w-wanted
to be able to see you, and then I could at least dream, but I thought when
she left I w-wouldn't even have that m-much."

   Karen felt the child quiver in her arms, and she knew Laci was crying.
She drew her lover even closer, but didn't speak.

   "But now, if Amy had stayed, we wouldn't be together...not like this."
She sniffled and shifted in Karen's arms.  "You'd still just be in my
dreams.  Now I don't want her to come back...not ever!  If she did, we
couldn't be together any more, and I don't think I could go if we couldn't
b-be together..." A small sob escaped the lovely child.

   Karen gently stroked Laci's hair again.  "Ssshhhh, baby, it's okay. 
Don't worry about things like that," Karen soothed.  "Nothing-I mean
nothing-is going to keep us from being together.  I promise.  Okay?"

   Laci let out a shuddery breath.  She hated it when her fears arose.  It
usually happened after making love, when she was so relaxed and unguarded.
She adored Karen so much that she'd made a gift of herself to the older
woman.  Now she had to trust that Karen would cherish her gift, would never
cast her aside.  The very thought was unbearable.  Then nothing would
remain for her but...darkness.

   "Okay," Laci sniffled, desperately trying to thrust her fears away.

   Karen shifted, raised up on one elbow to strip a few tissues from the
box on the nightstand.  She brought them to Laci's nose.  "Blow," she said,
and Laci obediently snuffled into the bundle of soft paper.  Karen
carefully wiped the girl's nose clean, then tossed the wadded tissue onto
the nightstand.

   Karen lifted Laci's chin in her hand.  Their eyes met, dark orbs in the
cold light cast by the moon through the bedroom window.  "Laci, baby, I
love you.  I am not ever going to let you go.  Ever!  No matter what. 
Neither one of us does ourselves any good worrying about what might happen.
Okay?" Karen leaned in and kissed the child, deeply but gently.

   When Karen released Laci's lips, she lifted her breast, offering it to
Laci.  "Would you feel better if you nursed on me like a baby again?" she
said tenderly.

   Laci sniffled once more, then nodded.  "Yes," she whispered.

   Lying back down next to Laci, Karen gathered her lover in.  As if in
response to some primal instinct, she felt her nipples harden and grow
erect.

   Laci nuzzled her, seeking the comfort of Karen's breast.  Before she
drew Karen's pliant jewel into her mouth, she hesitantly asked, "Will you
sing me the Teddy Bear song?"

   Karen chuckled.  "Of course I will, sweet baby."

   Releasing her anxieties, Laci drew her lover's nipple into her mouth and
nursed.