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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.  Thanks and
enjoy the story.

	           -  Scarlett’s Cove -
		    Part Two
		   by  Ann Douglas

	
	“Are you nervous?”  the announcer asked
as she took her place on the stage.
	“Yes.”  she said awkwardly.
	“Well don’t worry, just have fun.”  the
dark woman said.  “And remember, it’s for the
kids.”
	“Ladies, before I take the first bid, I just
want to take a moment to acknowledge Jeanette’s
courage in coming up here.”  the announcer said
into her mike.  “Up until we called her name, she
didn’t know her friend had entered her in the
auction.”
	That brought another round of applause,
ended only when she called for the first bid.
	“$100.”  Arlene called out.
	“$125.”  called out her friend, Kate.
	“$150.”  called out a third woman.
	“$200.”  Arlene bid as she smiled, glad
that at least someone else was bidding.
	“$250.”  came a bid from a new voice.
	“$300.”  shouted a voice familiar to
Arlene.
	What Arlene didn’t tell Jeanette was that
she had more than one ringer in the bidding.  Even
before they had come down to the island, Arlene
had found someone who she believed would be
the perfect match for her friend.  In the ten
months since Emi had left, Jeanette hadn’t gone
out on a single date.  In fact, her only sexual
release had been her own left hand and the half
dozen occasions when they’d slept together.  Sex
with Jeanette had been truly great, there was no
denying that.  But it was the mark of an enduring
friendship that made Arlene want something more
for her friend.  She had set up this whole trip to
get her together with Diane.	 
	“$350.”  Arlene bid. 
	 The plan was for the three of them to
drive the price up to $450, the price that she had
told Jeanette that she had been sold at and them
have Diane bid $50 more. 
	“$400.”  called out Kate.
	“$450.”  Arlene countered.
	There was a long moment of silence and
then Diane called out.
	“$500.”
	“Well I guess that’s it.”  Arlene said to
herself in a pleased voice.
	“$600.”  called the voice of the woman
who had first bid $150.
	Diane looked over to Arlene who was
trying to see past the crowd for the unseen bidder. 
The bid was too high for her to continue without
it seeming suspicious to Jeanette.  She nodded to
Diane to keep bidding.
	“$650.”  Diane waved.
	“$800.”  came the other voice.
	“I don’t know who that woman is,” 
Arlene thought, “but she’s screwing up all my
plans.”
	Catching Diane’s eye, Arlene held up her
index finger. That should knock the mystery
woman out of the bidding.
	“$1,000.”  Diane shouted as a murmur
filled the room. 
	The echo of her bid didn’t even have time
to fade before it was superseded.
	“$2,000”  called out her rival.  “And I’ll
match any bid after that.”
	Dead silence gripped the room. People
shifted position and Diane lost sight of Arlene. 
Without specific instructions, there was no way
she was going to top that bid.      
	“Anyone else?”  the amazed auctioneer
asked as the still calm continued.  “Going once,
.........going twice......Sold!”
	The room erupted in a thunderous
applause.
	“I thank you and the Sean McMurphy
Memorial Fund thanks you.”  she added.
	It took a few minutes for the room to calm
down and the next contestant to make her way to
the stage.  Jeanette was stunned by what had
happened.  How could Arlene have done this to
her?  How could she have embarrassed her so?
	“Well I hope you’re happy?”  she said with
a trace of anger in her voice as she got back to the
table.  “You just had to put in the winning bid
didn’t you.  Couldn’t resist showing how much
money you could bid!”
	“What are you talking about?”  Arlene
said.
	“The winning bid, you just had to drive it
all the way up.”
	“Well, I have news for you, girlfriend” 
Arlene replied, realizing now that Jeanette
couldn’t tell who was bidding what from up on
stage.  “That wasn’t my bid and it didn’t come
from anyone I know either.”
	“What?”  Jeanette said in astonishment. 
“Are you telling me that was for real?  That
someone actually bid that much money for
me?!?!”
	‘You got it!”       
	With that, Jeanette fell back into her chair
in shock.

	“Excuse me.” said Mae who had suddenly
appeared at their table.
	“Yes.”  Arlene said, again returning the
young woman’s smile.
	“The lady who put the winning bid on Ms.
Randolph here said she had to leave suddenly.” 
the young girl said.  “But she asked me to give
you this.”
	Jeanette hesitated a moment before taking
the offered note.  Carefully she unfolded the small
paper and read the carefully printed words.
	“What does it say?”  Arlene asked.
	“It says, please meet me by the waterfall
pool at 11:00.”  Jeanette read.  “It’s simply signed
E.”
	“Are you going to go?”  asked Arlene.
	“How can I not, the woman paid $2,000 to
meet me.”  Jeanette said as she folded the paper
back into a square.  “I have to go if only to find
out why?”
	“Do you want me to go with you?” 
Arlene suggested.
	“No, I’ll be OK.  Besides, I’m sure you
have other plans.”  she added as she looked again
at Mae.    


	“It’s just like any other blind date.” 
Jeanette said to herself as she walked along the
shoreline. “Except that I haven’t been on a date in
seven years and never a blind one.”
	The warm evening had given way to a
equally warm night and a clear sky revealed a
ebony blanket sprinkled with stars.  If nothing
else, this place was certainly romantic.  In the
distance, Jeanette could hear the music of the
disco still going strong.  It would go on that way
until 1 am.
	Checking her watch, Jeanette saw that it
was quarter after ten, she had plenty of time to
walk over to the falls.  She took a look at herself
in the water’s reflection.  Smiling, she had to
admit that the image was still as physically
attractive as a few  years before.  It was only her
self-image that had suffered, and that was mostly
in the last nine months.    
	“Damn it, Arlene is right.”  she said to the
gentle breeze.  “I’ve got to put Emi behind me and
get on with my life.”
	Undoing the top two buttons of her
blouse, the brunette opened it up enough to give a
view of her ample braless breasts.  Might as well
make a good impression she laughed.  
	“Wearing my blouse like this, I really
should wear my locket.”  Jeanette thought.  It was
originally her grandmother’s and she had always
worn it for luck.  “If I hurry, I could stop by the
room and pick it up.”

	The area around the small living rooms
was pretty deserted, most of the guests were still
out having fun.  The quarters Arlene and her
shared were on the second floor and she quickly
moved up the outside stairs.  Once in the small
three room apartment, she quickly got her locket
and was already on the way out when she heard a
noise from Arlene’s room.  Curious, she decided
to take a quick peek.
	
	The scene that greeted her wasn’t
unexpected but it still surprised her.  She’d seen
Arlene nude a good many times, after all they’d
been occasional lovers.  Yet the sudden sight of
her with another woman was incredibly exciting. 
	Arlene was on her knees with her back to
the door.  Standing above her, equally nude with
her arms and legs spread wide was Mae.  Her old
friend had her face pressed hard against the young
woman’s pussy.  After having been on the
receiving end more than a few times, Jeanette
didn’t need either the look of rapture on Mae’s
face or the soft moans she was uttering to know
how enjoyable Arlene’s darting tongue could be.       
	Jeanette had never really been interested in
voyeurism but found the scene fascinating.  If she
didn’t have a pressing appointment, she’d be
tempted to stay and watch.  As sexually charged
as she felt as this moment, she might even have
thought about joining in.
	Quickly and as quietly as she could,
Jeanette backed out of the room.  Reaching the
top of the stairs, she paused and looked back.
	“Have fun, love.”  she whispered.
	
	11:00 came quick enough and Jeanette
stood at the edge of the waterfall pool. She hadn’t
felt this nervous since she was 16.  A minute went
by, then two and three.  Then suddenly a voice
from behind.
	“I’m sorry I’m late.” said a soft voice from
the shadows.
	Jeanette turned to the sound of the voice
but couldn’t make out the speaker. It was another
few seconds before she stepped out of the
shadows and into the light of the nearby torches.
	“Hi Jeanette.”  the blonde woman said, a
warm friendly smile on her face.
	The woman was an inch or two shorter
than Jeanette, as well as about 8 or 9 years
younger.  She had a slim tanned body, graphically
illustrated by the same loose skirt Mae had work. 
The only difference was that she wore a bikini top
which barely contained a 36c chest. Jeanette
didn’t recognize the woman but something about
her seemed familiar.
	“It’s nice to see you again.”  the woman
said.
	“Again?”  the older woman asked.  “You
mean again after the auction, right?”
	“Well, that too.”  she replied. “But I was
thinking more of a long time ago.”
	“I’m sorry, but I don’t know you.” 
Jeanette said. “Are you sure you don’t have me
mixed up with someone else.”
	“I don’t think so.”  she said as she came
closer.  “Jeanette Ann Randolph, you teach
history at Washington High School in Arrow
Lake, NY and you’ve been there for the last 11
years.”
	“Oh God, Oh God, Oh God!”  Jeanette’s
mind raced.  It was her worst nightmare come
true. Someone who knew her from back home. 
	“Relax, I’m a friend.”  the woman added
when she saw the sudden look of panic on the
teacher’s face.
	“Who are you?’  Jeanette demanded. “This
isn’t longer funny any longer.”
	“Do you remember Elaine Gluszczak?” 
she asked.
	“Elaine Gluszczak...”  Jeanette repeated as
she rolled the name over in her mind.  “Just wait a
second, I know  that name.”
	It took a little while for her to make the
connection, then it came like a bursting dam.
	“6 years ago, honors history.”  Jeanette
said triumphantly.  “I remember her now, very
intelligent young girl. If I remember right she went
to MIT on a scholarship.”
	“You still have a good memory.”  she
replied.
	“I still don’t get it, are you a friend or
relative?”  Jeanette asked.
	“Good on memory, short on deductive
reasoning.”  the woman laughed.  “I am Elaine.”
	“You’re Elaine?” the teacher said in
disbelief.
	“Yes, I’m Elaine.”  she said, now only a
foot away.
	“Elaine I apologize, but I really didn’t
recognize you.”
	“Few people who knew me back then
would.”  Elaine laughed again.  “Not unless I put
back my glasses and then also put back on an
extra 60 or 70 pounds.”
	The mental picture of the younger Elaine
abruptly filled Jeanette’s mind.  She was a short
plump girl with few friends but a brilliant mind. 
Jeanette had made it her business to become her
friend and help her explore the potential of her
mind.  She hadn’t really thought of Elaine in
years, there’d been so many students since.  Yet at
the time she and the young girl had almost been as
close as Arlene and her had been in her younger
days.
	“Elaine, I don’t understand all this.” 
Jeanette said.  “Why all of this auction stuff, if you
wanted to say hello why didn’t you just come up
to me and say hello.”
	“I guess I wanted to make an impression.” 
she answered.
	“But $2,000 to make an impression!” 
Jeanette said in amazement. “If I recall you went
to MIT on a scholarship, your family was barely
making ends meet.”
	“That’s right, a scholarship you helped me
get. But don’t worry about the two grand, I was
planning to donate five to the scholarship fund
anyway.”
	“Five thousand?”  Jeanette repeated. 
Despite her friendship with Arlene, she still wasn’t
used to dealing with sums like that.
	“Let me explain it quickly, have you ever
heard of a company called Startech?”
	“That’s one of those software companies,
isn’t it.”  she answered.  “I read about it in one of
those articles about the Internet in Time.”
	“That’s the one.” Elaine replied. “Well
anyway, I formed that company in my senior year
at MIT along with two of my classmates.  When it
went public last year, my share of the stock added
up to just a little under twelve million.”
	“Well that certainly explains the how, but
not the why.”
	“That’s pretty simple too.” Elaine
continued, her voice wavering for the first time. 
“There were two things I never told you back in
high school.  The first since I’m here at the resort
should be pretty obvious.”
	Jeanette nodded in understanding.
	“The other thing is that ever since I was
17, I was and I guess still am, in love with you.”
	There was a long pause before Jeanette
could manage to say a word. Even then, she
simply said.
	“We have to talk.”
	
	Over the next half hour, Jeanette sat on
one of the beach benches and listened to Elaine’s
tale.  It was both the most incredible and at the
same time tragic story she had ever heard. 
	“After my first year at college, I came back
to Arrow Lake to see you.”  Elaine continued. 
“All through high school I was certain that you
had in interest in women, but I never had the
nerve to find out. By the time I was 19 I’d found
that nerve.”	
	Jeanette listened intently, it was like
hearing a replay of her own life.
	I stopped by your house one day just
before you got home and waited outside. When
your car finally pulled up and you got out, I
became certain about three things.  The first was
that yes, you were a lesbian.  The second was that
the oriental girl you were with was your lover. 
And finally, the last thing was “why would I ever
have thought that you or anyone else was ever
going to be interested in a fat ugly girl like me.”
	“Elaine, the first two were definitely true.” 
Jeanette interjected.  “But never the third was
never, ever true.  If I never realized your interest
in me it was because of your age, never because of
what you might have looked like.”
	“Well, true or not, I believed it. 
Thankfully I turned that anger into a positive
thing.  I learned to spend as much time developing
my body as I did my mind.  Not a bad result,
huh.”  
	“No, not a bad result at all.”  Jeanette said. 
“In fact, I think you’re beautiful.”
	“I’ve waited six years to hear you say
that.”  Elaine said.  “It was worth it.”
	“So now what?’  the older woman asked.
	“All of my life, I’ve been a great believer
in the concept of divergence points.  That you
have certain points in your life where different
elements come together and you can change your
destiny.  If I hadn’t waited for you that afternoon
and saw you and your lover, I wouldn’t have
started taking better care of my body.  If I hadn’t
pulled over one night to help a couple of students
stranded with a flat tire, I wouldn’t have met John
and Sally, my partners at Startech.  The key is to
learn to recognize those turning points.”
	“And can you?”
	“Not with certainly, but sometimes too
many different things come together to just be a
coincidence.  I was already leaving the banquet
hall when they called your name.  When I heard it,
I was intrigued enough to come back in to see
who also had that name.  I never expected it to
actually be you. Then when I asked one of the
waitresses about the woman you were with and
found out that she was just your friend, I knew
that I had an opportunity to again change destiny. 
The rest you know .”
	“Which leads us to where?”
	“Well, if nothing else, it finally gives me
the opportunity to do this.”  Elaine said.
	With that, she pressed forward and kissed
Jeanette on the lips, bringing with that kiss, a half
dozen years of unrequited love.
	Elaine was prepared to have all it all end
here, her hopes, her dreams, a thousand nights of
fantasy.  All she wanted was this moment.
	The kiss was oh so very brief, but enough
to give Jeanette the option of continuing or
pulling away. When it ended, Elaine paused for a
moment, then kissed her again.
	Sensing no resistance, Elaine slid her
tongue between her lips and pressed it against
Jeanette’s.  Excitement ripped through her as she
felt the other woman’s lips part to admit it. When
their tongues met, a jolt of electricity passed
between them.
	More kisses followed, alternating between
quick soft kisses and long soulful ones.  Their
hands slid up and down each other’s bodies,
delighting with each others touch.
	Softly rubbing her hand against the moist
mound between Jeanette's long legs, Elaine began
to match the action of her fingers with that of her
tongue.  Soft expressions of delight began to issue
from the older woman.
	Taking the quiet moans as encouragement,
Elaine reached up with her other hand and undid
the buttons of Jeanette’s blouse. The small buttons
quickly gave way, exposing the large pale pink
breasts beneath.  
	Jeanette sighed even louder as Elaine
reached out and placed her hands against her
melon sized mounds.  The nipples were rock hard
and the touch of her slender fingers sent shivers
through the older woman’s body.  The younger
woman experimentally ran her fingers back and
forth across them, delighting in the sweet sounds
emanating from her former teacher’s throat.
	Elaine reached back and pulled at the small
bow that held her bikini top in place.  It instantly
fell away, revealing firm round globes as deeply
tanned as the rest of her body.  It only took
another touch to undo the clip that held the skirt. 
Even in the moonlight it was apparent that Elaine
made a habit of sunbathing totally nude.  
	Elaine looked  into her mentor’s eyes,
quickly loosing herself in their deepness.  She
couldn’t resist kissing Jeanette one more time.  
	While their tongues slide back and forth,
Elaine cupped Jeanette's breasts.  Then she bent
down and replaced her hands with her mouth. 
The caress of her warm mouth sent a string of
encouragement running from Jeanette’s lips.  Her
speech was so low that Elaine couldn’t understand
everything she was saying. The tone however, was
unmistakable. That and the slight pressure against
Elaine's head as she was again guided to the hard
dark pink nipples.
	Elaine nuzzled at each breast for a while
longer, running her tongue in circles around the
wide areola.  Then she began a slow journey
downward.  A light film of saliva marked the trail
of her tongue as it moved down Jeanette's
stomach and across her belly button.  Lower she
went, nibbling her way to the precious prize
below. Her fingers griped the elastic of Jeanette’s
shorts and pulled them around her ankles. 
Without conscious thought, Jeanette stepped out
of them.     
	Reaching the now thoroughly saturated
panties, Elaine took a moment to relish the aroma.
An aroma she imagined on countless lonely nights. 
She kissed each thigh, again and again, before
moving on to her prize.
	Her fingers slid under the sides of the plain
white pants, gliding across the priceless pearl with
a gentle reverence.  She kissed the object of her
desire though the thin wet material, then slowly
eased off Jeanette’s panties.
	It began as a flicker. Then a touch. Finally
a long loving caress.  She could feel Jeanette's
body react to each stroke as she ran her tongue
across her clit over and over.   
	Jeanette began to buckle and spasm as
Elaine increased the intensity of her tongue's
attack.  She slid her free hand down between her
own legs and slid first one, then two and finally
three fingers within herself. She quickly matched
the tempo of her fingers to that of her tongue.
	Sweat ran down the older woman’s body
as she shook with each new ecstatic jolt.  She
could feel the rising crest within her and knew that
her first orgasm in so many months was near.
	Elaine darted her tongue in and out of
Jeanette's tunnel of love, causing the waves of
pleasure cascading up and down the older
woman’s body to double. The harder Elaine
moved her tongue, the faster the waves repeated
Faster and faster the waves washed over
Jeanette, each bringing her closer to an
explosion . Tears ran down her cheeks as she
tried to delay the fire within her so that she could
enjoy each second.
With a yell, the history teacher climaxed
as she hadn’t since that last night with Emi. Her 
body shook for endless seconds as she took in
every aspect of her rapture.
Elaine followed with her own  much
smaller orgasm seconds later as her fingers
covered with her wetness. A much softer cry on
her lips. 
“Oh my dear God.”  Jeanette panted as
she collapsed against Elaine’s kneeing form.
“I’ve missed that so much.”
What she didn’t say as she hugged the
younger woman was that it was the fulfillment of
her most forbidden sexual fantasy. That of
having a sexual encounter with one of her
students.  Arlene had been so close to the mark
earlier that evening it had scared her.  She was
afraid to even talk about her fantasy.
Both women collapsed to the ground,
entangled in each others arms.  Silently they laid
there, caressing and kissing each other's body.
Finally, after what seemed an immeasurable
span, Jeanette lifted herself on top of Elaine and
softly whispered.
“My turn.”
	  She hoped Elaine would forgive her for
ignoring her beautiful breasts, but she would make
it up to her later.  All she wanted at this moment
was to loose herself in the fragrant scent of her
womanhood.
	 Elaine seemed to sense this and reached
down with her own hands and spread her pussy
lips apart.  Without hesitation, Jeanette dove in. 
She lapped at the young and sweet thing, moving
her tongue quickly and deeply into Elaine.  Then
she brought the tongue up and hit the clit, causing
sparks to fly through Elaine's shaking body.
	Jeanette ran her tongue against Elaine’s
clit again and again, striking it with a feverish
feeling that made her once forbidden lover
feverish too.  Feverish with desire for more from
this talented woman’s tongue.  .
	Jeanette knew she was driving the tanned 
girl insane with orgasmic feelings.  Looking up
she studied Elaine as she sucked.  Her protege 
was feeling her own breasts as she moaned,
tossing her head back and forth on the sand.
	Then in a burst of fire, Elaine began to
come with sighs and squeals.  As she came she
took her hands off her tits and put them on the
back of Jeanette’s dark hair, pressing her head
deep into her pussy, telling her dream lover not to
stop until she had come with all her fury.
	And come she did. With an orgasmic fury
that superseded Jeanette’s explosion of only a
short time before.  Never have she reached such a
plateau with any previous lover.  Not even in her
wildest dreams had she imagined it would be this
wonderful.  
	Where Jeanette had shouted to the stars,
Elaine simply moaned in quiet satisfaction, the
tone of her voice not reflective of the bodyquake
assaulting her.  Behind her closed eyes, bursts of
starlight blotted out the heavens. As the ripples of
passion began to fade, her only fear was that it
would never again been this good.
	

	“Are you all right?”  Jeanette finally asked
when the young woman failed to move after a few
minutes. 
	“I have never felt so right.”  Elaine said as
she lifted herself up into a sitting position.
	“I thought we were going to talk about
this.”  Jeanette said as she pulled up along her.
	“I seem to remember you telling me once
that actions speak louder than words.”  Elaine
replied.  “And if I really wanted something, I
should reach out and grab it.”
	“I always knew my big mouth would get
me in trouble some day.”  the teacher grinned.
	“I hope we have this much trouble every
night.”  Elaine added.  “We have six more nights
here.”
	The statement hit Jeanette like a brick. 
The last few hours she had been living in a fantasy
world.  She didn’t have Arlene’s passion for
casual flings.  The thought that this had been one
of them now troubled her. 
	“And then we go back to our lives.” 
Jeanette said, a  touch of sadness in her voice.
	“I guess so, but you never know what the
future will bring.” Elaine responded.
	“If you say so.”  Jeanette said, her elation
already started to pale in the light of reality.
	“Remember what I said before, that I was
a real believer about divergence points and how
some things just seem to fall in place.”
	“Yes.”  Jeanette answered, feeling more let
down with each passing moment.  
	“Well you might have noticed that new
building they’ve been putting up about a half mile
from your apartment complex in Arrow Lake, the
one by Lake Drive.”
	“I’ve driven past it.”  the now confused
woman replied.
	“Well I guess you’ve never looked at the
sign in front.”
	Jeanette just looked more confused.
	“Future home of Startech”  Elaine smiled. 
“I made the decision to move back home months
ago.  See what I mean about things coming
together at the right place and the right time.”
	“I....I don’t know what to say.”  Jeanette
said, her face lighting up once more.  
	“Well, even after the building opens next
month, I still have to find a place to sleep.  Think
you can help me with that?”
	“I think that together we could come up
with something.’  Jeanette beamed, suddenly
feeling a warm glow fill her heart - a glow too
long absent.”
	“Good, now that we’ve got that settled,
shut up and kiss me.  We’ve got a lot of lost time
to make up for.”
	And in that moment, the student became
the teacher, and the teacher the student.

END    
	   
			



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Priorities ....

	A hundred years from now....
	  	 It won't matter how much money I had....
			What kind of house I lived in ....
				Or what kind of car I drove...	

	What will matter is that the world might be a better place...
		Because I was important in the life of a child. 	

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