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-=[ WARNING - WARNING - WARNING ]=-
This story contains consensual lesbian sex between two 17 year olds.  If you
don't like it, um.. Too bad.  Go away.  And if you're under 18, while I
believe that little kids won't understand (my friend's 11 year old brother
saw a lesbian movie once, and thought it was the most disgusting thing on
earth..), you shouldn't read this anyway so I guess you have to go away too.
:-)  A note of warning- I was crying when I wrote this, as this is partially
true. 
-=[ WARNING - WARNING - WARNING ]=-

(This part has no sex.  However, the first two parts do, and you COULD skip
over this due to the lack of no sex, and go to part 4 when it comes out, but
then you'll be confused and have no idea what has occured.  So patience,
young jedi, the loving will come soon!)



MOON Part 3 by LeAnna 



"Get out of here." The words were spoken coldly, emotionless, forcing their
way out between the lips of Janet's mother.  The door slammed shut- "You two
sluts get out of my house!"  Moon and Janet separated their naked bodies in
a rush, their minds racing, dressing as quickly as they could.  They were
both cold with shock, and Janet started to cry, the shock of it hitting her
like a ton of bricks.  

"Mom-"

"I don't want to hear it- you know I don't like your goddamn bisexual shit,
and now I catch you fucking that slut in my house! Get the FUCK out of
here!"  Janet's mother was yelling, banging against the walls and throwing
objects in a tantrum.  Janet and Moon heard glass shatter against the door
of Janet's room, and Moon shivered in fear.  Janet's face was white.

"We've been going out for a long time, Mom- we haven't been just fuckin--"
Janet's words came out in short shrieks of sobs, and Moon was crying too.
They were dressed now, and Janet was getting furious at her mother's
prejudice, throwing her closet doors open and tossing her favorite clothes
on her bed.

"I SAID I DONT FUCKING WANT TO HEAR IT!  GET THE FUCK OUT!"

"FUCK YOU!"

Janet was surprised by the severity of her words, but she knew she meant
every word as she started to throw clothes into her backpack.  She took some
makeup- concealer, eyeliner and lip gloss- and tore the pictures hanging on
the walls, tossing them angrily into her backpack.  Moon was standing
helplessly, her beautiful face contorted in pain and anger.  She was
gathering up Janet's belongings and stuffing them into her backpack, too,
knowing what Janet liked the best from their long friendship.  Finally,
Janet threw her black lipstick on top of the whole pile, and tenderly put
her small stuffed puppy in the front pouch of the bag.  She took a thick wad
of money from the top drawer of her dresser, and shoved it down her front
jeans pocket.

Janet's mother was in her bedroom now, still screaming and yelling in
hysterics.  Janet's father was woken by the noise, and he could be heard
trying to calm down Janet's mother.  There was another loud shattering of
glass, and a few minutes later, Janet's father opened Janet's door.

"Honey, you know your mom doesn't mean it, she's just upset-" his face was
tearful.

"I love you, dad, but I'm getting the fuck out of this twisted household.."
Janet said bitterly, tearfully, hugging her father and walking out of the
bedroom- heading to the front door.  Moon looked at Janet's father
pitifully, saying in a small, mousy voice-

"I didn't mean to cause trouble, sir.."

The face of Janet's father was sad, and he gave a tight smile before he
turned and walked away.  Moon ran to catch up with Janet, and got into
Janet's car just as the tires of the 1989 Ford Probe squealed out of the
driveway.  They were alone in the cold night.

"Hon.." Moon said softly, and Janet was hiccuping with sobs.  "Let's go to
my house.. we can get cleaned up and calm you down.."

"YOUR mother didn't give you this kind of shit."  Janet was gasping between
words, and was indeed trying to calm herself down unsuccessfully.

"My mom was married to a woman for 11 years.."

Janet was silent with surprise.

"You know my aunt?"

Janet nodded.  Moon went to visit her aunt every few weekends, staying with
her.  Janet used to joke about how her aunt had joint custody of Moon due to
the frequency of her visits.

"Well, she's not really my aunt.  She's my mom's ex wife.. She raised me
with mom until she was about 8 years old."

Janet was quiet, concentrating on the dark streets of the city, paying no
homage to the stop signs or speed limits.  In a city that never slept, it
was 3am, and everyone was at home asleep.  Or having sex.  Janet didn't
particularly care at this moment.  She sighed, and her sigh was caught in a
choking sob.  She flicked on her turn signal, beginning the trek to Moon's
house.

"I'm sorry.." Moon sighed quietly, and wiped a tear away from her cheek.
She reached out for Janet's hand, and squeezed the clammy fingers.

"It's not your fault.  You know what happened when she found out I was
bisexual," Janet said quietly.

"No, I don't."

"Well.. this girl came over to my house when I was bout 14.  And we started
to flirt a little, and we kissed a little.  We were trying to piss her
boyfriend off.  Anyway.. she was in my lap, and I was cuddling her, when mom
came to the basement and saw us.  Well, she didn't say anything then, but
when I talked to her later, she called her a slut.  She called me a slut.
She said that bisexual people were only sluts that didn't give a flying fuck
who went into what hole."

"Ah, Janet, I'm sorry.." Moon's tone was sympathetic.

"Stop saying that!" Janet snapped, then softened.  "Sorry.. none of it's
your fault.

Anyway.. she was in my room.  There was this stereo that I had just bought,
for about 125 dollars, and she picked it up and threw it at my head.  It
broke.  I still have some pieces.  She threw all my CD's, and tapes at me..
smashed most of them beyond recognition."

Moon was silent for the rest of the ride to her home.

-=[*]=-


Janet pulled the vehicle in Moon's driveway, and parked it.  They both got
out, and pulled their backpacks out with them.  A light in the small trailer
flicked on, and a face appeared in the window.  Moon's mother, Jenny- her
face was surprised at her daughter's girlfriend and her daughter coming home
at 3:30 in the morning. 

They were greeted at the door by Jenny's waiting sentence- "what happened?"
The look on both of these girls was woeful, and Janet was still sniffling
and crying.  Jenny ushered them inside, dressed only in a T-shirt in the
cold trailer.

"We had a little ... falling out with Janet's mother."  The sentence was as
blunt as a hot knife slicing through butter, and Jenny's face went wide with
concern.  Janet said nothing, and dropped her bag onto the floor of the tiny
living room.

"Did she find out?"

"She came in when we were doing it," Moon said quietly, matter-of-fact.

Jenny sighed.  This sentence, if uttered to Janet's mother, would have
evoked a horrific, beast-like response.  However, Moon's mother was
incredibly liberal (too liberal- Moon had to raise her younger sister
practically by herself), and in fact supported their relationship.  That's
the way she was at, at their age. Janet collapsed on a couch, weary .  The
last hour had felt like 50.  Moon opened the fridge door and handed Jenny
and Janet both beers, opening one for herself with a sizzle.

"And well," Moon continued, "She said for both of us sluts to get out of
her house.. So I guess.. Well.. I don't know what's gonna happen now."

Moon's face was tense, serious, and she lifted her beer and swallowed a
quarter of the can in a gulp.  Janet followed suit, and Jenny sipped the
beer quietly.  Moon sat next to Janet, pulling her close, holding her.
Janet's body was rigid and numb with shock.

"Wonder if she wants me back."  The sentence was more of a statement than a
question, and she was shaking her head as she said it.  Neither Moon nor
Jenny offered their opinion.  Janet finished drinking her beer, holding the
cold can in her cold fingers.  She reached over and took Moon's beer,
draining the rest in a few minutes.

"Well you know you can stay as long as you want to, Hun- any friend of my
daughter's is a friend of mine.." Jenny offered quietly.  Janet nodded.
"I'm tired.."

"You want to go to bed?" Jenny asked gently.  Janet nodded, and Moon nodded
too.  She reached up her hand and gently wiped another tear off of Janet's
cheek.  Janet's expression was cold now, and numb.  

"What's going on?" Moon's brother, awakened by the noises, had snuck into
the living room.

"Go to bed!" Moon growled at Rob, and he made a face at her, starting to
leave before he noticed the beer.  "HEY! Mom, if she gets to have beer-"

"She's got 4 years before she's legal, and you've got 11."  The sentence
was tired, and well-worn from Jenny's mouth.  Rob gave an "Aw!" and left.
Jenny stood up, and said, "I'm going to go check on Angel, and go back to
bed.  Holler at me if you need anything."  She left the room.  Janet watched
her leave, then stood up.  She went to the pantry, and pulled out a vodka
bottle wordlessly, and walked to Moon's room.  Moon followed silently.

"When you're Russian, drink as the Russians do.." Janet gave a weak smile
as she took a healthy gulp and laid down on Moon's bed, head supported by a
posturpedic pillow.  Fire raced through Janet's throat in the comforting way
that it did anytime that Janet felt unhappy, and Janet reveled in the feeling.

Moon took a drink from Janet's flask, and undressed for bed.  She put on a
long shirt that reached to her mid-thigh, and crawled tiredly underneath the
covers.  Janet slumped her shoulders as she sighed, took another swig.  She
sat up for a few minutes, taking a few shot's worth of vodka quickly and
easily before she set the bottle on the floor to take off her pants and
shirt.  She got underneath the covers with Moon, and placed her cold feet on
Moon's calf.

"HEY!" Moon laughed, pulling away.  Janet grinned, stuck her feet between
Moon's thighs, and held Moon as she squealed.  When her feet were warm, she
released Moon's arms, and turned on her side.  Moon snuggled close to Janet,
spooning her small body tightly, and put her arms around Janet's small
waist, pulling her close.  Janet pushed her body back slightly to cuddle
against Moon.  Moon pushed Janet's hair away from her neck, and kissed the
back of Janet's neck comfortingly.  Moon murmured softly, "I love you," and
Janet took a deep breath, closing her eyes.  Janet was held by Moon until
she drifted into a slightly drunken sleep, her rest that night plagued with
nightmares and sweat.

to be continued..

if you enjoyed this story, please e-mail the author and let her know!  (Do
the same if you hated it, also.  Please don't email her about the immorality
of what the characters are doing, but anything else is welcome.) Remember,
the reason I write is to get better!
kalika@main.provost.msu.edu

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