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Hello once again. As in the past, comments are
both appreciated and encouraged. Suggestions
are also welcome. Please respond by E-Mail as it
makes it easier for me to get your reaction. One
thing I do ask is that you now include your first
name and age in your comments. It gives me a
better idea who my audience is.
Crossing The Line
Part Four
by Ann Douglas
(anndouglas@aol.com)
"Hello!" called out a cheery voice from the
front of the house.
"Back here, Sabrina!" Cathy called out as
she coasted to the side of the pool.
The high wooden door opened and in
stepped Sabrina. 5'5" and a trim 110lbs, the
redhead had her shoulder length hair tied back in a
ponytail and tucked under a black baseball cap.
She wore a simple white T-shirt with "banana
republic" written across her firm breasts and a
short pair of blue pants. In the two weeks she'd
been away, Sabrina had acquired a deep rich tan
of which Cathy was immediately jealous. Try as
she could, every time she tried to get a tan like
that the most she would wind up with was a nasty
sunburn.
"Welcome back." Cathy said as she
propped herself up on the pool's edge.
"Thanks." Sabrina smiled as she reached
up and removed the dark round sunglasses she'd
been wearing. "It was a lot a fun but it's nice to
be back home."
"Well you picked a fine day to come over
for a swim." Cathy said. "And before I say
anything else, I hate you for that tan." she
laughingly added.
"Remember, jealousy killed the cat!"
Sabrina shot back.
"That was curiosity!" countered Cathy.
"Close enough." the younger woman
chuckled.
"That out of the way, why don't you run
inside and change." said Cathy. "The water feels
great. I left the kitchen door open."
"I've already got my suit on." Sabrina
noted as she took hold of the bottom of her shirt
and pulled it up and over her head.
Beneath the shirt Sabrina wore a rather
skimpy white bikini top which barely contained
her 36c mounds. It was immediately evident that
her tan was an all over tan. Four kids and the 35
year old still had a body that most 25 year olds
would die for. A good diet and three days a week
in the gym will do that for you.
"Nice suit." Cathy noted.
"Just something I bought to take with me
on the cruise." Sabrina remarked.
"I'm surprised something like that held
up."
"I only said I brought it with me. I never
said I wore it." the redhead smirked.
"So I noticed." came the reply.
The shorts followed and with a powerful
leap, she drove into the deep end of the pool.
After completing a full lap of the pool she glided
up alongside Cathy.
"That felt good." she smiled.
"I told you." said her host. "Now tell me
everything about your trip."
For the next half hour, Sabrina described
cruising the Caribbean. The fun in the sun, the
trips to the islands, the late night dancing and the
food.
"Oh the food, it was so wonderful and
there was so much of it." Sabrina said. "I must've
put on ten pounds."
"Yeah, I'll bet." Cathy said in a tone laced
with sarcasm.
"Speaking of food, what's for lunch."
Sabrina asked. "I could eat a horse."
"One horse coming up." Cathy said as she
lifted herself out of the water.
Sabrina followed and Cathy handed her a
large bath towel. Wrapping the towels around
themselves, they moved into the kitchen.
With the central air running, the house was
a good 20 degrees cooler. After the swim, the
cooler environment was like heaven. They
finished drying off and piled the towels on a
kitchen chair.
"Oh no, we're fresh out of horse." Cathy
said in mock horror as she looked in the
refrigerator. "I guess we'll have to settle for
chicken salad."
"That's fine."
As they ate, Cathy continued to ask
questions about the cruise. Sabrina didn't mind
really, but after a while it became evident that she
had something else on her mind.
"You mind if I ask a question for a
change." Sabrina said as she finished describing
the midnight dance on their last night aboard.
"Of course." Cathy said as she poured
herself another glass of wine and took a sip.
"I'm curious." Sabrina said as she placed
her own glass on the countertop. "Was Glen a
good fuck?"
"What?!?!" Cathy gasped, almost choking
on the wine she'd just drank.
"Glen, my son." Sabrina said in a serious
tone. "The young man you screwed last month. I
hope you haven't forgotten him already."
Cathy sat cold silent for what seemed like
an eternity. Finally she said. "Sabrina, I don't
know what to say? What you must think of me?"
"I have to confess that when I first found
out I was furious." Sabrina answered. "Then after
I thought about it a few days, I began to see it in a
different light."
Not knowing where her friend was going
with this, Cathy was afraid to interrupt.
"Glen's an adult and it's time I accepted
that. Eventually, he was going to sleep with a
woman. In fact I should be surprised it's taken
this long. After all, he's turned into quite a
handsome young man."
She paused for a breath and took another
sip of wine.
"Of course I thought it would be someone
like Beverly Friedman, not a woman older than his
mother."
"Ouch, that hurt" Cathy thought.
"Then again, at least I don't have to worry
that you're going to show up at the front door
with a baby in your arms and looking for Glen."
she paused a second then added. "I don't do I?"
"No." Cathy said quietly.
"That's good. Now where was I? Oh yes,
eventually I began to look at it all as a positive
thing. Glen seems to have a lot more confidence
around women now, in fact he's got a girlfriend up
at camp and they've even slept together already."
Another pause, another drink.
"I wonder if I'd feel the same way if I'd had
a 17 year old daughter instead and you were a 41
year old man. Probably not. I realize that's
somewhat hypocritical, but then so are so many
things in life."
For the first time since Sabrina asked her
bombshell question, Cathy let out a sigh of relief.
It was looking like she could talk her way out of
this. She'd admit it was a mistake and promise
that nothing like that would ever happen again.
"Glen didn't tell me any of this by the
way." Sabrina continued. "I know he promised
he'd keep it a secret and I wouldn't want you to
think he was a liar."
The redhead took a final long pull on her
glass, emptying the contents. The moments passed
as she let the older woman wonder how she found
out about that lust filled June afternoon.
"Every since he was 12 and we got him his
first computer, Glen's kept a journal on it."
Sabrina finally began to explain. "He got the idea
from that TV show about the kid doctor.
Anyway, every single night he's made an entry.
Every secret of his life goes into it. He even emails
his daily entries from his laptop to the PC in his
room. I guess he feels that way he won't be
tempted to edit them later."
"And you read his diary?" Cathy asked.
"Yes, I know it's an invasion of privacy
and all that." Sabrina said, "But if that's the price
I pay for keeping my son out of trouble then I'll
gladly pay it. That's how I know about his new
love as well."
"You think he'd encrypt something like
that, computer genius that he is." Cathy said,
thinking after she finished that it sounded like she
was making fun of him.
"Oh he does." his mother said. "But Glen
is nothing if not a person of habit. He hasn't
changed the password to those files since he was
13. Even back then, it only took me a few days to
figure out the password was the dog's name."
"So can I assume that you're now all right
with all this." Cathy said, holding her breath as
she waited for an answer.
"Yeah, pretty much so." Sabrina smiled at
last.
"Thank God!" Cathy said. "I'd really hate
to loose your friendship. It really means a lot to
me."
"I just wanted to have my say about it."
Sabrina concluded. "Then we'll put it behind us."
"Great!" Cathy replied with relief as she
took a large drink of wine, emptying her own
glass.
"Now, Anne O' Donnell, that I really
found interesting." Sabrina abruptly changed the
subject as Cathy once more gagged on her drink.
"Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit!" Cathy mentally
repeated to herself as she felt like she'd fallen from
the proverbial frying pan into the fire.
"Don't worry." Sabrina said reassuringly.
"I don't care if you wrote those stories. Who do
you think I am, Dolores?"
The renewed image of what someone like
Dolores could do with the knowledge of Cathy's
authorship sent a shiver down her back.
"Actually, I thought most of them were
pretty good." she went on. "I printed out hard
copies of them all and took them on the cruise
with me in a binder. I told Tom it was some work
from the office that I wanted to catch up on while
I got some sun. He thought it rather silly that I'd
take something like that on vacation but since I
only read it while he was playing cards or such, he
really didn't mind. In fact, since I came to bed
incredibly horny every night, he really didn't mind
about anything."
Cathy couldn't help but notice the wicked
smile on Sabrina's face.
"It took almost the whole two weeks to
read the forty nine stories, I wondered where you
ever found the time to do it all."
"Well I've been doing it for a couple of
years now." Cathy offered in way of explanation.
"Really?" the younger woman went on. "I
also recognized more than a few characters based
on common acquaintances. It must have been fun
putting then in such interesting situations?"
"Actually, yes it was."
"One thing I did find somewhat curious."
Sabrina noted as she poured more yet wine for
both of them. "How come there weren't any
characters based on me? If nothing else, the fact
that a great many of the women in your tales have
red hair should've qualified me in that regard."
"I guess I couldn't think of you in that
manner." came the explanation as Cathy drank
some more wine as well.
"Really?" Sabrina said in surprise. "Could
it be that you didn't want to write about me
because it was too close to what you really
wanted? Could it be that you wanted me for real
and not just in an erotic fantasy."
Between the numerous glasses of wine and
the topic of conversation, Cathy was beginning to
feel somewhat uncomfortable. She really wasn't
used to being on the defensive.
"Would you be shocked if I told you that
you're not the only one who's had female lovers in
her life?" Sabrina suddenly said.
Cathy's mouth opened wide in surprise. It
was almost the last thing she would've ever
expected Sabrina was to admit to. The only thing
that would've shocked her more would've been an
admission of incest.
"Based on all the writings of Anne O'
Donnell that I read from Glen's computer, I'm sure
I've nowhere near the experience that you've had.
But all told, I've had three woman as lovers.
She paused and could see the unasked
questions on Cathy's face. Sabrina knew she
wanted to ask about her affairs but was torn
between that urge and her desire not to push too
deep. Sabrina was more than happy to tell more,
thinking that she'd gone this far and saw no reason
to stop now.
"The first was when I was 19, back while I
still lived in England." she began. "It was a year
after Glen was born and I was still going to the
University. My boyfriend, Glen's father, had
disappeared when I became pregnant. It was all I
could do to keep it all together."
"You mean Tom isn't Glen's father?"
asked the older woman.
"No, he's not." her friend answered. "And
that's something no one in town knows - not even
Glen. It was something Tom and I decided a long
time ago."
"I've already forgotten it." Cathy said.
"Good. Like I said, it was real tough
going back then. Sometimes when I take the life
style I live now too much for granted, I think
about those months of trying to get by on a
twenty pounds sterling a week and it puts it all in
perspective."
Cathy continued to listen, fascinated by the
story as she opened a second bottle of wine and
refilled their glasses.
"As you might've imagined, my parents
were somewhat upset with my pregnancy. Still,
even with the circumstances, they loved being
grandparents. Mom was more than happy to take
care of the baby while I continued school and
worked at the cinema at night."
"That was were I met Amanda Nelson.
She worked the concession stand with me. In
spite of the 15 years between us, we became very
good friends. Eventually, we became a lot more.
I suppose in hindsight it would be easy to say that
she seduced me, but the reality was that we were
both recovering from recent losses and just found
solace in each other's bed."
"Nine months later I met Thomas Drake.
Despite the fact that he like Amanda was much
older than me, we were married less than a year
later. Six months after the wedding I found
myself pregnant again and when the opportunity
to relocate to his Corporation's American offices
came up, we jumped at it. Both of us decided that
a new clean start was just what we needed."
"Michael was the first American born
Drake. When he turned one I went back to school
and got my degree. It was also there that I had
my second bisexual affair with another student. It
wasn't anything serious, more recreation sex than
anything else - just enough to deal with the stress
of being wife, mother and student."
"The last time was right here in Cedar
Grove." Sabrina said as she made a sweeping
gesture with her wine glass. "I guess that was
more or less right after you moved here. I can't
tell you much about that one because, aside from
it being the most brief, the woman involved still
lives here in town. We were only together a few
times and she decided after that she really wasn't
comfortable with the idea. And before you ask,
yes you do know her but that's all I'm going to say
on that subject."
"Amazing!" Cathy thought as she was
about to take another sip of wine then decided
she'd had too much already. "There was so much
I didn't know about my best friend. Then again,
there was so much she didn't know about me
either."
"I guess it's only fair that I share a few
secrets as well." she replied. "That is unless you
wouldn't be interested."
"Oh I'm sure I'd be very interested."
Sabrina replied as she made herself a little more
comfortable on the high stool next to Cathy and
took another taste of wine. Unlike her older
friend, she hadn't reached her limit.
Cathy thought about it all for a few
moments and then started at the beginning, as
good a place to start as any. She told her how
she'd had her first experience with a woman.
When she was 17, she'd gotten a summer job at a
lingerie store in the local mall. Her boss, who was
also the owner, was a rather attractive woman
named Elizabeth whom Cathy suspected was a
lesbian. One night after they'd completed the
inventory of some new merchandise, they'd
celebrated on some wine and cheese from one of
the mall's upscale delicatessens. The conversation
had drifted to sex and Cathy had confided that she
had stronger feelings for women she knew that
any of the guys she dated. Like in Sabrina's case,
it would be too easy to say that Elizabeth had
seduced her. After all, how could a teenage girl
be the aggressor with a 39 year old woman. But
true be told, Cathy had definitely been the
dominant party that night and had begun an affair
that lasted over a year.
Even before her fling with Liz had run it's
course, Cathy had a few more lovers. They came
in all sizes and shapes - diversity seemed to bring
an added excitement to it all. The one thing that
they all had in common was that they were all
much older than she was. Girls her own age really
didn't appeal to her at all. This pattern continued
for a number of years. She still dated men as well
and even had a few affairs with them. She couldn't
complain about the sex because that was always
fun regardless of her partner's gender. It was just
that she couldn't find the same satisfaction in other
aspects of a relationship with a man.
By the time she was 30, Cathy had all but
given up attempting relationships with men and
dated women exclusively. In fact by that point, it
had been almost five years since she'd had sex
with a man. She didn't view it as a defeat or
anything like that, merely as an acceptance of how
her life had progressed.
Then in late '88 she'd come home from the
Club Med in Martinique with a new lover, Carol
Donohue. A reporter for a New York
Newspaper, they'd struck up a friendship and
decided to spent some time together when they
got home. Neither and any illusions that their
relationship was based on anything but great sex,.
But as long as they both were happy with that -
that was enough.
They were making love in her bedroom the
afternoon they got home when they were
interrupted by Carol's younger brother. He had
been checking on her apartment while she was
away and thought she wasn't coming home until
the weekend.
Jim had known his sister was a lesbian
since he was 19 so he wasn't shocked on finding
her in bed with another woman. As least he took
it as well as any guy would when he walked in on
his sister with her face buried between someone
else's legs.
After apologies on both sides, Carol made
them lunch. During table talk, they discovered
that Cathy and Jim had a common passion for
both history and science fiction. Out of that
somewhat auspicious beginning developed a
friendship that grew to love. A love that told
Cathy that she'd found the soulmate she'd always
craved and she wasn't about to loose him simply
because he hadn't turned out to be the gender
she'd expected.
Less than a year later they were married,
their daughter was born thirteen months after that.
Every day was a new adventure for them and as
long as her somewhat extracurricular sexual
activities were confined to women, Jim was able
to accept them. She really couldn't explain to
someone else as to how their marriage remained
strong under those circumstances, it was enough
to say that it did.
"And how did he feel about you and
Glen?" Sabrina asked as she put down her glass
and then pushed it away. "Or didn't you tell him
about that."
"Yes, I told him." she answered. "I think
the fact that I was with another man and tried to
hide it would cause more damage than if I told
him. I can't say he was overjoyed about it, but he
said he understood the passions that drove me and
would accept that it would never happen again."
"I knew that you'd led a rather interesting
life, but not that fascinating." Sabrina remarked.
"I almost feel jealous."
"Don't. There were more than a few major
downsides as well. I just don't dwell on the
negatives."
"So here we are." Sabrina said.
"So here we are." Cathy repeated. "And
where do we go from here?"
Sabrina seemed to think about it for a few
fleeting moments. Then she leaned across the
short nineteen inches that separated their two
chair and kissed her long time friend. Unlike the
hundreds of kisses they'd exchanged over the
many years of their friendship, this one was full of
lust and passion.
The soft caress of Sabrina's lips against
her own caught Cathy momentarily by surprise,
but you'd have to stress the momentary aspect of
her astonishment. By the time she felt the
pressure of her friend's tongue between those lips,
she was more than willing to open and admit it.
Returning all the enthusiasm that her friend was
putting into the kiss, Cathy was sorry to have it
end and immediately returned the affectionate
touch. As she did, she felt an equally gentle hand
embrace her breast, lightly kneading them and
squeezing her nipples. The dark haired woman
placed her hand over Sabrina's and guided it to her
heart.
"You were saying, were do we go from
here?" Sabrina said in a soft whisper as their lips
parted.
"Yes." Cathy answered in an equally low
tone, her head swimming from the effect of both
the kiss and the wine.
"Why don't we go up to your bedroom?"
Sabrina suggested. "I'm sure we'll be much more
comfortable there."
The beaming grin on Cathy's face showed
that she thought that was a very delightful
suggestion indeed.
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