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From: "Kenny Gamura" <turtlemeat69@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} Gravity [Neil Bohr] {Gamera} (FF col)
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Date: Wed, 15 Mar 2006 05:10:04 -0500
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Gary Jordan wrote:

>I tend to agree. That's a long list even without adding the Niels Bohr
>"Albert, stop telling God what to do" Challenge, whose deadline is
>March 14, just 5 days away. (Okay, so pretty much nobody but me and
>Souvie have answered the challenge - Atheros used "No-Archive" - but
>it's still a legitimate festival event.) And isn't there something with
>an April 15th due date?

Antheros responded

>You have my permission to post my entry to the challenge site...


Okay, Gary!  You guilted me into a contribution.  Since ASSM
moderation is down, I'm sending it directly to you (and the other
contributors) for inclusion at the challenge site.  I might also cheat and
post it to ASS as well, just so it is out there before the deadline.

Oh, Gary.  Leave the disclaimer of when you post it to the challenge
site.

Thank You and Good Day,
Kenny N Gamera
turtlemeat69@hotmail.com

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                         Disclaimer

This is just a story, okay.  It is meant for grown ups,
however the area of the world you live in defines it.
Nothing like this ever happened and nothing like it ever
should, get it.  It is completely something from my
imagination.  This means it belongs to me, its creator, not
to you, even if you live in China.  So don't republish or
repost or anything like that without me saying it's all
right.  Formating was done in Courier New, so that is what
it looks best in.  I spell like crap.  suzee didn't get a
chance to try to fix it, so don't blame her.

Thank You and Good Day,
Kenny N Gamera

turtlemeat69@hotmail.com
/~Gamera
http://storiesonline.net

                         Gravity
                            by
                      Kenny N Gamera

"Kendra, get your mind back to the problem.  We have to
finish this project before tomorrow."

Julie looked across the table and the pizza boxes scattered
across it at me.  It was late at night, almost early in the
morning.  We were the unlikeliest of partners.  I could not
guess what had Dr Benedict assign us partners on this
assignment.

Julie was the top in our exploratory geophysics class.  I
wasn't the worst but I was definitely the underachiever of
the bunch.  I did the half of the work that I would turn in
correctly and usually finished the tests, but I still would
only put in a partial effort.  It helped that I understood
well logs, but gravity surveying was another matter.

We had spent a weekend gathering data the data we needed
for the assignment, measuring gravity reading across the
small campus on our college.  We had been working on the
number crunching since that Monday afternoon.  I was tired
and...

Julie's brown eyes were the prettiest things I had ever
seen.

"Julie, I'm trying my damnest, but I can't make the
equation do what they're supposed to do.  I think we got a
bad number somewhere."

"Okay, but where?"

"It's got to be in the terrain correction.  The free-air
and Bouguer corrections are too straight forward to fuck
up."

Julie pursed her naturally and remarkably red lips.

"Kendra, I've asked you not to use that word around me."

"Sorry, old habit."  I sighed into my hands.  "I wish we
could just do a spread sheet.  It'd be quicker and we
wouldn't be screwing up so much."

"Quit whining."

"Yes, dear."  I looked up at her.  She was staring at me
with those wonderfully big, brown eyes, and I realized that
she knew that I meant what I just said.

"Julie, I'm sorry.  I..." I stammered.

For the last three days we had been close together.
Sometimes, we even touched as we leaned over the
gravimeter.  I felt us getting closer, but not in the way
that I found myself longing for.

Suddenly, I found that my secret was revealed.  To a
straight girl.

"Kendra."  She stopped and looked at me, searching my face.
"You like me, don't you?"

I nodded my head afraid to speak.

"Oh" was her simple response.

"Please, don't say anything to anyone.  I'd die of
embarrassment if anyone found out I was..."

"A lesbian?"

I nodded.

"My roommate before I transferred here to work on geology
was a lesbian.  So, I have no problem with you being gay."

She smiled at me.  I smiled back.

"In fact, it kind of turns me on.  You see, I always
wondered what it would be like with my roommate."

She sank out of her chair and disappeared below the table.
I felt her hands stroke my thighs and reach up into my
baggie shorts.  The loose material didn't hinder her
movements and her fingertips easily reached the lips of my
pussy.

"No panties, Kendra."  I shook my head, but she couldn't
see that.  "Naughty girl."

She pulled her hands out of my shorts and reached up to the
elastic hem.  I lifted my butt from the seat, and she slid
them easily down my legs.  She pulled them apart and I felt
the air of the room on my pussy.

She lowered her head.  While she may have had an idea of
the theory behind oral sex, she lacked the touch of
practice.  I grew a little more vocal than usual.  She
responded to those clues nicely.

Soon, I was building up to an orgasm.  I sat on my hands to
keep from grabbing her head and pulling her face deeper
into my pussy.  With my past lovers, I would direct them
that way, but I didn't want to scare her away by starting
too rough.

I couldn't resist, however, the instinctive urge to thrust
my hips up into her tongue.  I looked down to her face.
Her brown eyes looked back up at me.  I smiled at her, my
little straight girl.

And to think, that this would not have happened except for
gravity.
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