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                            "A Day at the Races"


A soft knock on the door startled her, and she jumped. Her eyes flew open, and
she whirled, hoping Julie hadn't walked in on her. To her relief, the door was
still closed. Julie. Hmm. She's the one who took my clothes and
put...THESE...here. Julie the race car driver. Julie the powderpuff. Julie the
woman. Julie who wears real silk.

"Yes?", she called quietly.

"Are you all right?", Julie asked.
Chuckling quietly, Colleen opened the door. Standing before Julie wearing
sheer white silk, she looked at her with amusement. "Other than the fact that
my clothes seem to be missing, I'm fine."

Julie smiled back. "I'm sorry", she said. "But I've found that this helps me
to remember what I am sometimes." Again, she raised her arms, the silk robe
opening slightly to reveal her bra and panties.

Woman, thought Colleen, as she found herself staring at Julie's bra. Feeling
Julie's eyes on her, she flushed and looked away. What am I thinking, she
wondered.

Julie went back into the living room, Colleen following. For a short while,
they talked lightly, Colleen gradually losing her slight uneasiness at their
attire. Then Julie yawned, and stood. Stretching, her breasts jutting out as
her arms reached into the air, she sighed deeply. "Goodnight, Colleen", she
whispered. Colleen felt herself flushing as Julie took two steps closer.
Colleen's eyes closed and her face flared as she felt Julie's lips gently
pressing against her forehead. She opened her eyes to find Julie walking
slowly down the hallway.

What's the matter with her, Colleen thought. She's kissed me three times.
That's really weird. More puzzled then nervous, she thought about it for a few
minutes, then yawned herself. She stood and walked quietly to the guest room.
The door was locked. She tried several times, pulling on the door to see if it
would open.

"In here, Colleen", came a soft voice. Colleen slowly turned to see a faint
glow from the next doorway. As if pulled by an unseen force, she walked
slowly, almost unwillingly, to the door. Julie stood there, bathed in
candlelight, the white silk she wore seeming to change color as the candle
flickered. Colleen felt her heart stop, then begin beating wildly. She felt
the goosebumps again as Julie gently took her limp hand and led her into her
own bedroom. Closing the door, she smiled at Colleen's confused, innocent
expression.

"Some things I do fast, Colleen", she whispered. She led the dazed woman to
the bed. "But some things I do very, very slowly." Her arms went around
Colleen and she kissed her tenderly. Colleen was helpless, having no real idea
of what was happening, or what to do. She just stood there as Julie's lips
pressed hungrily against her own.

Julie pulled away and slowly pulled Colleen's robe down. As it slid to her
feet, Colleen just stood there, staring at Julie.

Julie then put her hands on Colleen's shoulders. Softly, she pushed down, and
Colleen found herself sitting on the bed, staring up at Julie. Julie gently
continued pushing, and Colleen lay down. She just lay there staring as Julie
slowly walked around the foot of the bed. Standing in front of the candle, she
let her gown fall to the floor. Colleen watched in awe, hearing the faint
rustle of the silk as it slid from Julie's body and onto the floor. Julie
stood next to the bed in white silk bra and panties, just as Colleen was
wearing.

"I am a woman, Colleen. So are you."

She climbed into bed with Colleen. As Colleen lay there, uneasy fear mixing
with uncomprehending excitement, Julie whispered good night.

Still trying to piece together what was happening, or what wasn't happening,
or anything, Colleen drifted off to the sound of Julie's deep, regular
breathing.

Colleen gradually awakened. She lay quietly, still half-asleep, listening to
the sound of gentle breathing. Her eyes flew open when she realized it was not
the sound of her own breathing.

She found herself in an unfamiliar bed, with a sleeping woman beside her. A
WOMAN!! Colleen sat bolt upright, clutching the covers around her silk-covered
breasts, staring at Julie in disbelief.

Julie's eyes slowly opened to find Colleen staring at her in shock. Julie
smiled gently, dreamily, and reached out for her.

Colleen remained frozen, staring, feeling Julie's soft warm hands on her arms,
gently pulling her down. Unresisting, uncomprehending, Colleen allowed herself
to be pulled closer and closer to Julie's prone form. She stared wide-eyed at
Julie's parted lips, the look on Julie's face, the silk bra Julie wore unable
to hide the fact that her nipples were erect.

Colleen moaned softly.

Their lips met, and Colleen felt a bolt of electricity surge through her body.
My God, she thought wildly, I'm kissing a woman. Still not totally aware that
she was returning the kiss, she struggled to come to terms with the strange
things she was thinking, the strange things she was feeling.

Without a conscious decision, she surrendered to Julie.

Her arms went around Julie, holding her tight as they kissed, tongues eagerly
darting in and out of open mouths, running lightly across parted lips. She
felt Julie's hands on her back, fingernails digging into her flesh as Julie
became more aroused. She felt the softness of their silken lingerie, cool and
smooth. I don't believe this, Colleen thought. I'm in another woman's bed,
wearing her silk undies, kissing her. I don't believe it.

That thought dominated Colleen's mind as she felt Julie's hands slide between
her legs. She gasped as she felt Julie's fingers slide smoothly inside her
silk panties. As Julie playfully toyed with Colleen's pubic hair, Colleen
moaned involuntarily, a low, throaty sound of confusion and desire. She kissed
the base of Julie's neck as Julie's fingers slid into her pussy. As she felt
another woman's hand gently caressing her clit, Colleen's mind
short-circuited. Her low moan changed into a sharp cry of pure delight as her
body reacted to Julie's touch.

Eyes closed, supporting herself above Julie, legs spread wide with Julie
between them, Colleen threw her head back, body arching as the first orgasm
washed over her. Julie looked at her through half-closed eyes, seeing the
pleasure, the passion in Colleen's expression.

Panting, body pumping in harmony with the motion of Julie's fingers, Colleen
opened her eyes and looked down at Julie, at this woman, this lady race car
driver. Julie smiled at her, a gentle smile of understanding. Colleen's eyes
closed again and her mouth opened wide as yet another orgasm shook her like an
earthquake.

She collapsed on top of Julie, and again their lips met, Julie's fingers still
burrowing into Colleen's secret places. Colleen rolled to the side slightly,
and she looked at Julie with fire in her eyes.

"Help me", Colleen said in a husky voice, and Julie felt a hand pressing
against her panties. Very gently, Julie took Colleen's hand in hers and guided
it beneath the silky fabric of her panties. Placing her fingers over
Colleen's, she moved them downward until they met her aching clit. Pressing
lightly against Colleen's finger, Julie's eyes closed as the fire radiated
quickly throughout her body. After a moment, Colleen had her own rythym, and
Julie pulled her hand away, letting Colleen continue stroking her clit. Julie
spread her pussy lips wide, giving the willing woman more area to work with,
and was soon rewarded by a rush of ecstasy as she came. Colleen watched
Julie's face, saw Julie shudder, felt the muscles contract around her finger,
and knew she had made another woman cum. Colleen went crazy, kissing Julie
hungrily, digging her fingers even deeper into Julie's soaking hole.

Now Julie reached out and slid her fingers back into Colleen's panties, and
they lay side by side, fingers pumping, panting, moaning, shuddering. Time
after time they came, until finally, spent, satisfied, they paused. Looking at
each other, smiling gently, happily, they kissed again.

Julie tugged at Colleen's white silk bra, sliding one cup down over her
breast, exposing the nipple. Colleen watched in delight as the nipple
disappeared into Julie's mouth. I don't believe it, she kept saying to
herself, as Julie's tongue sent spikes of pleasure through her body. She lay
back and giggled helplessly, running her fingers idly through Julie's hair.
"That kind of tickles", she said, laughing.

In response, Julie bit her nipple, very softly. Colleen gasped, and she pulled
Julie's face closer to her breast, wanting her to continue, wanting for her to
never, ever stop.

Julie reached up and exposed Colleen's other breast, Colleen sighing happily
as the smooth silk slid over her nipple. Julie alternated, focusing first on
one breast, then the other, back and forth, back and forth, until Colleen was
almost wild with desire.

Feeling Colleen trembling uncontrollably beside her, Julie quickly pressed her
knee against Colleen's crotch. Colleen's eyes flew open, as did her mouth, but
no sounds came out. Colleen's mouth moved wordlessly as the unexpected orgasm
ripped through her.

Julie moved slightly, kissing Colleen tenderly. Colleen put her arms around
Julie and pulled her close, and they lay there silently for a while. Finally,
Colleen stirred.

Julie looked at the woman beside her. So pretty she was, so innocent. They
smiled at each other, and moved closer together, arms around the other,
Colleen's exposed breasts rising and falling with her breathing.

"Thank you", Colleen whispered. Julie didn't answer, she merely moved closer
and kissed the other woman on the lips. Colleen grinned, a look of happy
wonder on her face.

They lay silently for a while, Colleen lost in her own thoughts, Julie's mind
filled with desire for this innocent woman beside her. After a short while,
she stirred, turning onto her side and gazing with a grin into Colleen's wide
eyes. Colleen looked back at her and smiled happily.

"Remember I said that I do a lot of things fast, but some things I do real
slow?"

Colleen nodded, her brow furrowing.

Julie's smile widened.

"Let me show you what things I do real slow", she whispered. With that, she
slowly crawled to the foot of the bed, still grinning up at Colleen's puzzled
expression.

Colleen's expression changed to one of rapture as she felt Julie's lips brush
against the top of her foot. With a low moan of abandon, Colleen's body went
limp, surrendering herself to Julie's care. And Julie knew how to care for a
woman.

Within moments, Colleen's feet were coated with Julie's saliva, and every
nerve ending in her body was pouring intense signals into her mind. Julie
glanced up at Colleen with a smile as her tongue began to trace up the younger
woman's calf. Colleen's legs automatically spread apart, and Julie's tongue
darted back and forth from calf to calf, thigh to thigh. Colleen was moaning
continuously, her head rolling back and forth, her hands clutching the sheets.

Julie reached Colleen's pubic hair, and to Colleen's surprise and great
dismay, merely continued upwards, her tongue dancing playfully in and out of
Colleen's belly button. Straight on up she moved, until she was nibbling at
the base of Colleen's throat. Colleen moaned loudly, her hands weakly stroking
Julie's hair, her body shuddering with desire.

Julie moved back down, her tongue sliding easily around Colleen's hard
nipples. Colleen's body arched, and a sharp cry echoed through Julie's bedroom
as Julie light nipped at the tender flesh. For quite some time, Julie
continued teasing her partner, her tongue roaming seemingly at random from
breast to breast, to throat, to ear, to abdomen, to thigh, all the way down to
Colleen's feet, and then back again.

Colleen was utterly helpless. She lay there, moaning, shuddering
uncontrollably as Julie drove her completely wild. Her desire was at fever
pitch, she wanted Julie to finish the job, to make her cum, to set her free.

Julie paused. After a moment, Colleen's eyes opened and she found herself
staring up at Julie's smiling face. Her body continued to shake.

"Please...", she groaned. "Please, Julie... Please....Julie...I want to
cum....Please...." Her breathing was labored, her breasts heaving.

Julie leaned down, kissed her tenderly, straightened up, and nodded slowly,
still smiling gently. "Yes, Colleen", she whispered softly.

"You will cum."

She bent down and, staring up at Colleen's face, flicked her tongue over her
lover's clit. At the same time, she reached up and gently squeezed Colleen's
breasts, her fingers closing softly around the nipples.

Colleen's body went rigid, her eyes darting aimlessly around the ceiling as
all the built-up desire and tension found release. Colleen came, and as she
came, she cried out with abandon.

Julie didn't stop until she was sure the younger woman could take no more.
Then she paused and lay beside the gasping woman.

Colleen turned, stared into Julie's eyes, moaned loudly, and wrapped her arms
around the woman who had seduced her.

Julie laughed aloud as Colleen's hand darted between her legs. Her joyful
laughter quickly turned to groans of ecstasy as her new lover brought her to a
series of intense climaxes.

Their passions merged, any fatigue they may have felt vanished, and they loved
each other long into the night.

Then they slumped back to the bed, exhausted. Whimpering, shuddering, they lay
beside each other, held each other, kissed each other tenderly.


                                  "Epilogue"

None of Colleen's gang could figure out why she never went to the races with
them any more. From their perch way up in the grandstands, they couldn't see
the woman on the observation platform, cheering on the blue race car. Nor were
they aware that Colleen didn't have to make the long trip home after the
races.

Colleen wasn't about to tell them she had a nice, comfortable place to stay,
closer to the track. And she enjoyed the company there, as well. And in her
purse, now clad in plastic lamination, was her most prized possession, never
shown to anyone. A small card that simply said "PIT CREW".

                               *** THE END ***



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