Susan's Summer, Part 7

by KatC

"What's the big surprise, huh? Come on, come on… tell me, tell me please?" Amy's voice rose to a higher pitch as she pleaded. Susan just smiled in response. She enjoyed the building anticipation.

"Isn't it enough of a surprise that we get to spend the whole day together?" Susan asked the jumping young girl glued to her side. Amy nearly exploded.

"Oh, YES absolutely YES," Amy yelled as she held Susan's hand and ran circles around her.

Susan burst out laughing. She was as thoroughly caught up in the fun of the moment as Amy. She couldn't imagine being any happier. Amy’s mom had to be out of town for the whole day leaving Susan to "baby- sit." Previously, her mom was gone for an evening, leaving the two girls only a few hours to play together. But, today would be different. They had an entire Saturday to themselves.

Only they wouldn't be totally by themselves.

Susan had been looking forward to this day for so long, probably ever since she first met Amy at the beginning of summer. And that was part of the big surprise.

"Isn't spending the day at the mall surprise enough?" Susan asked the whirling dervish circling her as she walked.

"Susan, come on! I've been to the mall thousands of times. I know that's not the surprise, is it? Is it, is that the surprise?" Amy looked absolutely charming as she pleaded her case.

Their previous times together had been at Amy's house; so going to the mall was a new adventure for them. But, that wasn't really the big surprise.

Even with Amy's pleading, Susan felt very, well… very content. It was a beautiful August day, one of those wonderful end of summer days that made you wish it could go on like this forever. The sun was warm; the sky was blue, fluffy white clouds slowly danced above them. She was walking down the street, holding hands with the most beautiful girl, as if they were two sisters. Anyone seeing them like this would naturally assume that they were sisters, the way they talked to each other so easily, the simple ways that they touched each other and held hands as they walked. For Susan, it couldn't get much better than this.

Except that in a few minutes it would get much, much better.

Susan took it all in, the sun, the sky, the clouds, the beautiful girl happily walking at her side. Moved by the utter contentment of it all, she looked all around and then quickly leaned forward and kissed Amy's cheek.

Both girls stopped, "What was that for?" Amy asked, briefly stopping her persistent questions about the big surprise.

"For no reason, or maybe for just everything, "Susan twirled around in a circle. "It's for this beautiful day, the sun, the sky and especially it’s for you. For just being you. I feel so happy being with you today."

Susan's twirling stopped as Amy wrapped her arms around her waist and hugged her tightly. Susan enjoyed the closeness of their embrace and briefly entertained the idea of skipping the mall. But, only for a moment.

"Mmmm… this feels so good, you feel so wonderful. But, come on… let's get to the mall. You want to see your surprise, don't you?" Susan teased as she pulled the younger girl along by her hand. It wasn't difficult to do.

As they passed through the doors at the mall entrance, Susan felt a small wave of anxiety. A few days ago, even a few minutes ago this seemed like such a great idea. And now, a small part of her wasn't so sure.

Amy was eagerly looking around, so excited by their day together and intrigued by the lure of a surprise. This made Susan smile and relax knowing that whatever happened in the next few minutes, she truly loved being with this girl.

"Let's head up to the second floor," Susan said, leaning her head toward Amy and winking. Amy took off in a rush toward the escalators, this time pulling Susan along with her.

As they rode the escalator up, Susan surveyed the typical mall scene. Some people were window-shopping. Some people were carrying bags back to their cars. Some people were headed for the movie theater. As they reached the top of the escalator, Susan’s searching eyes immediately found the one person she was looking for.

A curious mix of anxiety, excitement, arousal, love and lust all happened at the same time. Susan almost stumbled getting off the escalator.

Amy chuckled a little bit, "Okay, we’re here, so what's the deal?"

Susan took a couple more steps and stopped, turning Amy around with an arm around her shoulder.

"Amy, this is my best friend since grade school, Gina."

Gina extended her hand forward, "Wow, Amy, it's so nice to finally meet you. Susan has told me so many wonderful things about you."

Amy stayed glued to Susan's side for only a half a moment, but long enough for Susan to register the pause. In that brief moment, time seemed to slow down for Susan and she could read everything from two pairs of eyes.

Gina's eyes were sparkling and looking at her saying, ‘this girl is absolutely precious. You didn't do her justice when you described her.’

Amy's eyes told a different story. ‘Hey, I thought we were going to spend this day together? As in… just us.’

The wave of anxiety that Susan had felt about this moment now completely took over. Maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.

As Amy slowly disengaged one arm from around Susan and reached for Gina's hand, time slipped back into its normal mode for Susan.

"It's nice to meet you, Gina. But, Susan hasn't told me anything about you," Amy said in return with a very cold emphasis on the word ‘you.’

Susan felt her heart skip a beat.

Gina, however, did not miss a beat. She held Amy's hand as she pulled her forward and into a hug, "Well, Susan, that was not very polite." Gina turned to Amy and continued, "Okay, Amy. Susan and I have been best friends since grade school…."

As she talked, Gina steered Amy toward Susan and the three of them began walking. Gina was talking easily to Amy, as if they had been friends forever, too. She told a brief overview of her friendship with Susan and threw in a couple of funny stories from their childhood. In almost no time, Susan could see Amy began to smile and laugh at some of Gina's stories.

As Gina talked, smoothly and easily, Susan could feel the rising wave of anxiety about this meeting begin to recede. She felt a renewed sense of admiration and love for Gina, seeing how easily she could make new friends, even in a seemingly awkward situation.

As the three of them walked, with no particular destination, Gina continued her introduction to Amy, occasionally catching Susan’s eye and giving her a warm smile and a wink.

From their first handshake, Gina had not let go of Amy and now the three of them were walking together, with Amy in the middle. After one particularly funny story that Gina described involving a grape popsicle, Amy laughed out loud and looked up at Susan with eyes full of enjoyment and admiration.

"Hey Susan, why didn't you tell me about Gina earlier?" Amy asked with a good-natured smile.

Susan shrugged her shoulders, not really sure herself, "Well, then today wouldn't have been much of a surprise, now would it?" Susan's hand gently tussled Amy's blonde hair as the three of them laughed together.

"Hey, I'm thirsty. How about we go to the food court and get something to drink?" Gina asked as she steered the trio toward that direction.

Once they each got something to drink, they found a table with a good view. There was a bit of an awkward silence, each of the girls getting used to being together. Until Susan had an idea, "Hey, how about if we play I Spy?"

Gina was enthusiastic, "Oh yeah, that'll be great!"

Amy looked unsure, "Ummmm… I'm not quite sure what that is."

Gina quickly replied, "Oh, this is loads of fun. Susan and I play this all the time at the mall." She continued by explaining their simple game.

One person chose someone in the crowd and made up a job, personality or anything about that person. Then, they would say, ‘I spy a…’ and finish with that description. The other people would scan the crowd and try to identify the person by that description. They could even give extra clues, like something that person was wearing if it was too difficult.

"For example," Gina continued, "I might say, I spy a single mom who left her kid at the babysitter. Then you and Susan would try to guess which person I had chosen."

Amy thought for a moment, "Okay, I guess I get it."

"Good, how about if Susan chooses first? "Gina suggested.

Susan nodded and made a big show of looking around the crowd. She scratched her head, squinted her eyes, and scrunched her eyebrows until Amy burst out in a fit of giggles.

"I spy someone who is thinking so hard she hurt her brain!" Amy said in between giggles. Susan gave her a playful frown and continued.

"I spy… a person… and this person… is a vice principal at a junior high school." Susan said as she smiled broadly at both Amy and Gina.

The two girls began searching the sea of faces in the large food court. Part of the fun of this game was trying to imagine who all of these unknown people really were.

Gina, being much taller, was at a great advantage when scanning the crowd. Sensing this, Amy quickly adapted by standing up so she could have a clear field of vision.

Amy pouted, "This is no fair! Any of these people could be a crummy vice principal," she said with a very particular distaste in her mouth.

Gina chimed in, "Yeah, I agree with Amy, too vague. Give us a clue, Susan." Susan noticed how Gina was naturally drawing Amy into her circle. And, it was working. This made Susan smile even more as she casually scanned the crowd before replying.

"Okay then, this vice principal… of a junior high school… is also… very… mean. They are responsible for detention and punishment." Susan smiled as the other girls took this piece of information and returned to the crowd of people.

"Are they wearing a suit?" Gina asked.

"Nope!" Susan replied. That ruled out about half of the adults. "Since Gina made one guess, Amy, she has to wait until you make a guess."

Amy thought hard, "Ummm… is it a man?"

"Good one, Amy!" Gina said. "I was just assuming they were, maybe not."

"Mmmm… good one, Amy. Yes, it is a man. You get another guess," Susan replied. As Amy intently looked around the crowd, Susan caught Gina's eye and smiled. Gina extended her foot and rubbed it gently against Susan's.

"Ummm… does he have black hair?" Amy asked.

"Nope, sorry. Gina your turn," Susan said.

Gina hesitated, looking around before replying, "Does he wear glasses?"

"Nope, wrong again. Okay, Amy. It's up to you," Susan said.

Susan could tell that Amy was really getting into the game. She had narrowed it down to a man without black hair, not wearing a suit, and not wearing glasses. She could see a little bit of competitiveness coming out in Amy.

"Does he have short blond hair?"

"Yes."

"Is he wearing a white shirt with a red tie?"

"Yes."

"Is it that man sitting at the table by himself next to the fake plant?"

Susan clapped her hands together, "Yes… good job Amy!" Gina joined in with the clapping and Amy’s smile beamed around the table.

"Way to go, Amy!" Gina said. You are just as smart as Susan said you were. Maybe smarter!" Amy blushed a little bit at the compliment and turned to look at Susan. Susan blushed, too, and felt a little bit of pride growing, that Gina recognized Amy's intelligence as well.

Gina asked Susan, “And just how would you know about vice principles and detention?”

"Well," Susan hesitated, "there was that one time… you know, when I got caught cutting class to go to that movie."

"Oh yeah! That stupid r-rated movie that hardly showed anything at all, I remember that. Of course, I didn't get caught," Gina bragged.

Susan countered, "You didn't get caught for that one, but how about when you wore your bikini to school?" Susan turned to Amy, "She did get detention for that one!"

"And totally unfair as well! I mean... it was Halloween and everything. And everybody was wearing costumes," Gina pleaded.

Susan laughed, "Yeah, but yours was the only costume where everybody could see your nipples and the shape of your pussy!"

"And I would have won the prize, too, if they had just let me stay in school," Gina pouted.

As Susan and Gina traded stories about detention, Amy began feeling closer to both girls. She had never had detention, cut class, or done anything that would come close to getting a detention. It all sounded so grown up and felt so deliciously bad! She felt like the two older girls were letting her in on their secrets and including her in their more exciting lives.

"Okay Amy, since you guessed correctly you get to choose the next person," Gina said.

"Okay, but you guys can’t look, okay?" Amy asked. Susan and Gina both made a big show of covering their eyes and focused instead on a game of footsie underneath the table.

Amy announced, "Okay, I've got it. You can look now."

As Susan and Gina uncovered their eyes, Amy wondered why they both were blushing slightly and had silly grins on their faces.

"I spy a person… and this person is… a gay guy…" Amy said.

"Wait a minute! That could be any guy here," Gina protested.

"Well, you didn't let me finish," Amy said with a rather perturbed look on her face toward Gina. "It's a gay guy who is still in the closet."

"Oh yeah, that will make it a lot easier!" Susan laughed. She and Gina began searching the faces in the crowd. When she thought about it, almost any of these guys could be gay, how would she know. But, if it were a girl….

Gina was first to guess, "Is he wearing a leather jacket?"

"Nope. Susan?"

"Ummm… is he wearing glasses?" Susan asked.

"Nope. Gina, your turn."

Both Gina and Susan recognized that Amy was picking up on the subtleties of this game pretty quickly.

"Is he sitting at a table?" Gina asked.

"No, he is not. Wow, you guys aren't very good at this!" Amy said with a smug smile.

Gina gave Susan a playful kick underneath the table, "Okay, Susan, let's get serious now. She just insulted our intelligence.”

Susan asked, "Does he have shorts on?"

Amy giggled, "Nope, you guys are way off base."

Gina looked around again and then smiled, "Is he wearing sequins?"

Amy clapped her hands together, "Yes, finally, yes!"

Gina continued, "Does he have really great blond hair?"

"Yes, really great blond hair," Amy replied. Susan scanned the crowd and instantly knew Gina 's choice.

"Is he that great figure skater doing those wonderful twirls on the ice rink?" Gina asked, a small smirk on her face.

Amy jumped up from her chair clapping her hands, "Yes, yes you are absolutely right, Gina. You win." Gina stood up and made an exaggerated bow in the direction of Amy.

"Thank you. Thank you. I humbly accept the prize," Gina said with a deep, theatrical tone. This made Susan and Amy begin laughing out loud.

Amy was definitely getting caught up in the game, "Okay Gina, now it's your turn. Me and Susan will guess."

Gina thought for a moment, turning in a circle as she looked at all the people around them. "I spy a person… and… this person is… the most beautiful… princess in the mall."

Amy immediately popped up onto her feet and began looking around. Susan didn't even bother, and instead looked directly at Gina and smiled, her heart warm and expanding as she mouthed the words ‘thank you’ to her friend.

"Does she have a pink dress on?" Amy asked excitedly.

"Nope, no pink dress," Gina replied. Amy snorted in disgust, sure the young skater sitting on the bench was her.

Susan smiled, "Does she have the most adorable long, blonde hair?"

"Yes, she absolutely does. It may be the most beautiful blonde hair I've ever seen," Gina said.

Amy spun around to see where Susan was looking, hoping to catch a clue. "Hey, that's no fair. You're not even looking at the crowd."

Gina replied, "Well Susan, I think Amy is right. You forfeit your next guess." Susan stomped her foot in mock anger. "Okay Amy, your turn."

"Okay…ummm… is she wearing sunglasses?" Amy said hopefully, spying a young girl over by the movie theater who looked like a princess.

"Ooppss… sorry, not her. She doesn't even come close compared to this princess," Gina replied.

"Okay, then, I'm ready to guess," Susan said with a large smile.

Amy was flustered, "How can you guess when you haven't even looked around even once?" Amy said with a slight tone of exasperation. She was clearly in a competitive mode.

Susan replied softly, "Well, I don't have to look around… to see the most beautiful princess in the mall." Amy turned to see where Susan was looking and found her looking directly at her. Confused, she looked over at Gina, seeing her smile and looking back at her. Amy looked back and forth at the two older girls, a bewildered look on her face.

Susan started, "Amy, sweetheart, we don't have to look around because…"

"We are looking at the most beautiful princess in the mall," Gina finished for her.

During the few moments it took Amy to register this information, Susan reached out and placed her hand on Gina's. As the dawn of recognition showed in Amy's eyes, both Susan and Gina gently placed their hands on Amy's shoulders.

The cutest pink blush filled Amy's cheeks as she first looked down and then up into Susan's and then Gina's eyes.

"Without a doubt, Amy, you are the most beautiful princess here," Susan said softly.

Gina nodded her head, "And I completely agree."

Amy did not know quite what to do, and instinctively got up and threw her arms around Susan's neck. When she finally let go, she turned to find Gina standing right behind her. Gina held her arms out, and Amy eagerly embraced her as the much taller Gina lifted her up off the floor as they hugged.

Whatever doubts Susan had harbored about this meeting were instantly washed away. She was so happy! She stood up and embraced the other two girls. For the three of them, everyone else in the mall, even the whole mall, instantly vanished. It was like magic!

As they slowly untangled, completely oblivious to what anyone else might think about them, Susan said, "Hey, I know. Girlfriends is having a sale. Let's go see if they have anything good." Gina and Amy nodded in agreement and they headed off in that direction.

As they got closer to the store Amy said, "But I don't have any money."

"No problem," Susan said. "Your mom gave me a few dollars this morning. As long as it's on sale, I bet we can find something."

“I’m pretty good at finding a bargain,” Gina said.

The three girls entered the store, smiles on each of their faces.

Since it was the end of summer, there were a lot of shorts, tank tops and tee shirts on sale. The three girls quickly surveyed the range of what was acceptable and picked out a couple of items for Amy to try on. As she went to the dressing room, Susan and Gina had their first opportunity to talk by themselves.

Gina moved over to stand next to Susan to ostensibly sort through a pile of shorts. Actually, she got close enough to sensuously rub her hip against Susan.

"Oh my God, Susan!" Gina whispered under her breath. "Amy is just so… so… delicious! I mean, you told me she was cute. You told me she was pretty. You told me she was beautiful, but…." and Gina just let the last part of that sentence trail off.

Gina did not have to say anything more. Susan knew exactly what she meant. Amy had this indescribable quality to her. You could call it youth. You could call it beauty. You could call it a wonderful presence. But, all those words fell way short.

Amy was at that wonderful age, still very childlike, but increasingly growing into a beautiful young woman's body. That combination, so elusive to many, so difficult to describe, to pin down, was precious because of those very things. Precious, intoxicating, and incredibly, incredibly attractive.

Listening to Gina try to describe that quality about Amy, Susan felt a sense of relief and also pride. Relief that Gina had seen the same thing in Amy that Susan did. Pride that Amy did not let being around older girls diminish her natural enthusiasm and beauty.

Susan responded to Gina's hip movements with a little bump and grind of her own while she pretended to sort through clothes.

"Now you know what it's been like for me," Susan whispered so that only Gina could hear. "Now you see why I've been so eager to baby- sit this summer!"

Gina laughed out loud, drawing stares from the other women in the store, "Yeah right, baby-sit. That's not quite what I would call it."

"Oh yeah? Well then, Miss Know It All, what would you call it?"

Gina made a show of thinking very hard, wrinkling her brow, frowning, "Well…mmm… most of what I would call it I really couldn't say in public!" Gina punctuated her last remark with a much stronger hip check that momentarily pushed Susan off-balance.

Laughing, Susan replied, "Oh Gina, you have such a naughty mind, which by the way, I really, really like a lot!" Susan emphasized her last remark with a quick little kiss and lick to Gina's exposed ear.

"Well, when you put it that way, the words I think about are seduction, arousal, romance…" Gina replied in a sexy tone.

"Yes, it's definitely been more seduction than babysitting with Amy. But, I'm just not sure who was seducing who." Susan moved her hand up and down Gina's back, eliciting a soft moan from the girl.

Between moans, Gina said, "Well, I know firsthand that you are pretty good at seduction, and I'm starting to see that Amy has got some natural talent as well. Maybe it's a case of mutual seduction?"

Susan wrapped her arm around the Gina's waist and pulled as she rested her head against Gina's shoulder. It felt so nice and reassuring to have Gina know about her friendship with Amy and help her make sense out of it. There were times when Susan felt confused and unsure, but hearing Gina's comments helped clarify her own feelings.

"Yeah, mutual seduction. Where have I experienced that before?"

Gina turned toward her, a startled look on her face, "Oh, I'm sure I don't know!" And then she couldn't help from laughing while saying, "Is there something else you haven't told me about?"

Before Susan could reply, they were both distracted as Amy walked out of the dressing room area.

Gina let out a low whistle, which immediately brought a bright blush to Amy's face. Amy was intensely aware of the two older girls staring at her and Gina's whistle had also attracted the attention of a few other shoppers.

A little uncomfortable in the ensuing silence, Amy said, "Well... what do you think?"

Susan and Gina looked from Amy to each other several times before saying anything.

"Ummm…"

"Well…"

Susan started, "I'm not quite sure what to say…"

Gina continued, "Me neither… how about WOW!"

"Well, I was thinking more along the lines of… Fantastic!" Susan said.

"No, not quite good enough. How about… Beautiful!" Gina replied.

"Ummm… still not good enough. I'm thinking… Gorgeous!" Susan smiled.

Amy stamped her foot, balling her hands into fists, "You guys! Stop it!" as the blushing in her face increased intensity.

"Stop what?" Susan and Gina said in perfect unison. And then all three girls began laughing together.

Susan was the first to regain a little bit of control. "Okay, seriously now, Amy. You look adorable!" Amy was wearing a pair of ultra white shorts that were tight enough to form perfectly. She wore a light yellow tank top with white trim around the hems. Her sun bleached hair and warm golden tan were perfectly offset by the clothes.

Gina added, "Yes, Amy you do look adorable. But, I would like a complete view. Could you turn around once or twice for us?" This brought another round of blushing, but Amy didn't hesitate to twirl first one way and then the other.

"Okay, I'm satisfied. Certainly I vote for adorable, but I'm also going to add dazzling." Gina said with a very wide smile on her face.

Amy tucked her chin and looked up coyly, embarrassed at the compliments and yet loving every minute of it. "Oh you guys!" She said, this time more softly and gratefully.

Susan jumped in, "Hey, we’re not exaggerating. Here look for yourself." Susan guided Amy in front of her to stand before a full- length mirror. Gina and Susan stood behind her.

"I love the way these shorts are tight and hug your cute little butt," Susan said as she ran her hands along the waistband and the back of the shorts, showing just how tight they were.

"And I love this top," Gina said as she ran her hands along the straps into the back. "But, I think you would look better in one size smaller." Saying that, Gina gathered some of the material at the back, bunching it together, making the front much tighter across Amy's chest.

All of this attention was making Amy feel incredibly excited. The two older girls were running their hands all over her, touching the clothes, tugging here and there. Standing in front of the mirror she could see everything, especially how her small breasts became much more prominent as Gina pulled at the back of the top.

Amy looked at herself in the mirror and looked down at her chest before saying, "Oh, I don't know. I mean… a smaller size makes my… you know…"

"…beautiful little breasts?" Susan interjected as she brushed a hand gently through Amy's long blonde hair.

Amy blushed again, furiously while stammering, "Ummm… yes… they look so, I don't know… obvious."

"Hmmm… yes, Amy you are so right. And, that is the whole idea. I love seeing your beautiful little breasts, just like this. Especially when you're not wearing a bra." With the top stretched tight against her breasts, her sweet little nipples were very noticeable. And nobody could miss that those very same nipples were excited and growing harder with all the attention.

“But…they are so…you know… small…compared to yours and Susan’s,” Amy said softly.

“Mmmm princess, your sweet breasts are soooooo beautiful on you.” Susan cooed.

Gina followed, “Yes, absolutely, they are just perfect for your size.”

"But… but, I could never wear this to school or even at home," Amy protested, running out of excuses. The older girls were very convincing.

Gina smiled at the blushing young girl in the mirror, "Well, I wasn't exactly thinking of you wearing it to school. But, it would be the perfect thing to wear when you come over to my house, or even Susan's." Turning to Susan, Gina said, "What do you think Susan? Appropriate dress for your house?"

"Absolutely, sweetheart." Then Susan leaned down and whispered in Amy's ear, "Appropriate, that is, until it's time to take it off!" Susan gave Amy's ear a quick kiss, which sent shivers through the young girl.

The three girls stood in front of the mirror, not talking, but enjoying the closeness and sweet touches.

Gina could see a mother and daughter with some clothes heading over to the mirror. She pulled the other two back toward the sale table saying, "Come on. Let's have Amy try on one more outfit. I think I saw another top that would look great."

Gina gathered up a couple more items from the table and gave them to Susan. "I think you should go in and help her with these," she said with a smile.

Amy looked up at Gina, confused, "What… I don't need any help…."

Gina interrupted, "Oh, I'm sure you do! Don't you think so, Susan?"

Taking the hint, Susan nodded her thanks to Gina, putting the clothes in one hand and holding Amy's hand with the other. "Come on, sweetie. Let's see how these other clothes look on you."

After a couple steps, Amy realized what was going on. Looking back, she saw Gina with a beautiful smile on her face. Amy returned that smile and a small wave.

Gina watched the mother and daughter at the mirror out of the corner of her eye. Even though she had only just met Amy, she was beginning to understand why Susan was so attracted to her. To anyone else in the store it looked like she was casually flipping through a stack of summer shorts.

Actually, Gina was recalling those sweet, inadvertent touches from a few minutes ago. She loved how Amy protested, however feebly, as Gina pulled the top tighter against her small chest. The words from her mouth were protesting, but her nipples were saying, ‘Yes… Yes!’ Gina began thinking of other ways she could quiet those feeble protests from Amy's mouth. There seemed to be plenty of options available.

Gina's fingers remembered the soft, silky feel of Amy's long blonde hair. She could easily imagine burying her face in those lovely locks while spreading sweet kisses.

Gina caught herself stroking a silk blouse and chuckled out loud. Amy had already found her way into Gina's mind and her heart was not far behind. If only that mother and daughter knew what was going through her mind while she was looking through the sale table.

Gina sighed out loud, which could have easily been interpreted by anyone in the store as the final surrender of not finding what she wants at the sale table. When in fact, it was a sigh of delicious anticipation for what the rest of the day would bring.

Susan closed the door of the dressing room behind them. She placed the clothes on one end of the bench as she sat down and guided Amy to sit next to her, to sit very closely next to her. She placed her arm around Amy's shoulders and leaned forward so her face nuzzled the side of Amy's face.

"Mmmm you smell so good, princess." Susan took a moment to fully absorb their physical closeness. She wasn't used to being in public with Amy, where she had to restrain herself from these wonderful affectionate touches.

Amy leaned into Susan's embrace. Her mind was spinning and her body was responding in what were beginning to become very familiar ways. It seemed like such a long time ago when they were walking to the mall, Amy wondering what the big surprise was.

"So, sweetheart, what do you think of Gina?" Susan whispered softly into Amy's ear.

Amy shuddered slightly, the warmth of Susan's breath in her ear sent delicious signals throughout her body. "Mmmm… she's… she's really cool."

Susan stroked Amy's hair as she continued nuzzling close to her ear, "She thinks you're pretty cool, too."

Amy turned her head, their noses almost touching, "Really? Really, she said that?"

"Really, sweetheart. She said that and a lot of other things, too. I can tell she really likes you." Susan smiled at Amy's reaction.

"What else did she say?"

Susan laughed, "Well, besides being cool, she thinks you're very beautiful, intelligent, sweet… all those wonderful things that I've come to love as well."

As Amy blushed, Susan drew her closer for a warm hug.

Susan paused for a moment, feeling the familiar excitement begin again while having Amy so close. She thought for a moment, not knowing quite how to continue.

With one hand she brushed Amy's hair as she held her head close to her chest. Susan could feel her heart pounding as she gathered the courage to ask the next question.

"Well, sweetheart, since you both seem to like each other… how would you feel… about inviting Gina to spend the rest of the afternoon with us at your house?"

Amy turned her head, the question very obvious in her eyes. "I… well, I thought… maybe, you know… we could… you know, you and I could…."

Susan put one finger on Amy's soft lips, "Mmmm, sweetness, I was thinking exactly the same thing. I've really been looking forward to seeing you for more back massage and other things." Amy did not quite make the connection.

"But, if Gina's there…."

"Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about," Susan said softly. "You see, princess, Gina and I give each other back massages and do other things, too." Susan waited a few moments, letting the significance of this sink in.

When it did, Amy raised her head from Susan's chest with a surprised look on her face. "You mean…."

Susan nodded her head, "Uh huh."

"You and Gina… you know…."

"Uh huh, me and Gina do… you know," Susan smiled sympathetically, watching as Amy added: 1 girl 1 girl = … you know.

When the proverbial light bulb appeared over Amy's head, her mouth formed the perfect circle, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh…."

As she watched Amy slowly piecing things together, Susan was hoping with all her might about the next step.

Being the bright girl that she was, Amy continued, "So, is Gina your girlfriend?"

"Yes, she is my girlfriend. But, she's also my best friend, too."

Susan saw Amy's face cloud over, "But… but, what about me?" Amy's voice became so tiny, Susan could barely hear her. The tone of her voice was enough to totally break Susan's heart. She felt tears beginning to form in her eyes as she saw them start to well in Amy's.

Susan pulled Amy's head close to her chest again and kissed her repeatedly on the head. "Oh precious, you can be my girlfriend, too." Susan cupped her hands around Amy's face and looked directly in her eyes, "That is… if you want to…."

Amy's eyes showed disbelief, "I could? You mean I could be your girlfriend at the same time you and Gina are girlfriends? Really, that would be okay?"

Susan could hear the rising sense of hope and excitement in Amy's voice, "Yes, sweetheart, it would be totally okay. Not only okay, but I am really, really, really hoping that you will say yes."

The tears that threatened the few moments ago were quickly replaced by a sunny, beaming smile. "Well, of course I say yes, silly. That's what I really want, too. I just thought…." and Amy was interrupted as Susan's lips covered hers with the sweetest of kisses.

After a few moments of kissing, Amy turned to Susan, "So, if I'm your girlfriend… and Gina is your girlfriend… and Gina comes over to my house with us this afternoon…."

Susan knew that Amy was smart. She was now learning just how smart. "Well sweetie, it is totally up to you. That is, if you want her to join us, I'm sure Gina would love to get to know you as well as I do."

Amy thought for a moment, "Does she know… about, you know…."

"You mean the back massages and love spankings?" Amy nodded her head, a small blush forming on her sweet cheeks. "Well honey, Gina and I do that to each other, too." Amy's eyes showed surprise again. "And, since we tell each other everything… yes, I did tell her about the wonderful times you and I have had together."

Susan could see Amy's mind working to digest this information. Amy whispered, "Everything?"

Susan smiled and couldn't help herself. She gave Amy a light kiss on the mouth, "Yes sweetheart, everything." Susan paused for a moment, realizing this was another big step. "Is that okay? I hope you're not mad…."

This time it was Amy's turned to smile. She leaned forward and returned Susan's kiss, but this time it only started out light, and then quickly became deeper as their tongues danced.

Amy broke the kiss as another idea occurred to her, "So, if we do… you know, this afternoon… with Gina… would I be her girlfriend, too?"

Susan laughed heartily, appreciating the way Amy's mind worked. "Well sweetness, I can't speak for Gina, but I have a pretty good idea that she would love that, too."

Amy clasped her hands together, her eyes sparkling as she considered the possibilities.

Susan felt all of her doubts about today, doubts about Amy meeting Gina, all of those doubts completely disappeared as this wonderful young girl smiled.

Suddenly, it occurred to Susan why they were in the dressing room. "Come on, princess, let's try on some of these clothes. Otherwise people are going to start wondering what we are doing in here." Amy laughed and jumped up.

She stood right in front of Susan, their knees touching. She didn't say a word, but slowly lifted her arms over her head and waited. Susan smiled and her heart started beating faster. She knew the cue. She leaned forward, grabbing the hem of the top and slowly raised it over outstretched arms.

Amy let her hands come behind her head as Susan sat back on the bench. "Aren't you going to give me another top to try on?" Amy said seductively, arching her chest with their hard pointed nipples toward Susan's hungry eyes.

Susan moaned, "Mmmmm… I like what I'm seeing right now just fine, thank you." Goosebumps formed on Amy's skin as she slowly moved closer, bending over, bringing her small breasts and excited nipples right in front of Susan's mouth.

Susan accepted the sweet invitation, opening her mouth slightly; she leaned forward and allowed just the very tip of Amy's hard nipple between her lips. Closing her lips, applying the softest pressure possible, Susan heard a moan and looked up to see Amy's eyes close with the delicious sensations.

Susan released the nipple and moved her head to repeat the same thing to the other nipple. Amy arched her chest toward Susan's loving mouth. She brought her hands behind Susan's head and pulled her firmly toward her aching nipple. Susan moaned as her mouth surrounded the sweet morsel and began a stronger kissing and sucking motion.

Susan remembered that they were in a dressing room of the store. She knew that if she did not restrain herself in the next few moments, she might not be able to. She leaned back against the wall, dreamily looking at the beautiful, exposed girl before her.

"Maybe we should try some of these clothes on before things get too out of hand, what do you think princess?" Amy nodded, but it was clear that she wouldn't mind if things got out of hand, too.

Susan picked up another top that Gina chose, this one similar to the first, but a powder blue and a size smaller. She slipped it over Amy's head and slowly worked the tight fitting top down Amy's body.

She turned Amy around so the two of them could look together in the mirror. "Well, look at that! Gina was right. The smaller size does look much, much better on you." Both girls giggled as Susan's hands slid around her body and gently cupped the obvious swellings of Amy's small breasts.

Amy sank back into Susan's embrace, "Yes… now I see it, too. I don't know what I was thinking before," Amy giggled as she squirmed against Susan.

Out of the corner of her eye, Susan saw a pair of dark blue shorts that Gina included. "Hmmm… I think we should try these on, too. I mean, since Gina went through all the trouble to pick them out, don't you think?"

Amy turned around to face Susan, nodding her head vigorously, her face blushing as she realized what this meant.

Suzan spread her knees apart so Amy could stand closer. As she did, Amy raised her hands behind her head, offering herself to Susan as she had before. Her eyes were sparkling as she looked down to see Susan's hands reaching to undo the short's button. Amy wiggled her hips as Susan unzipped and began tugging the tight fitting shorts downward.

The shorts were quickly forgotten as they fell to the floor and Susan saw what Amy already knew. Suzan slowly brought one finger forward to trace the small damp spot in front of her. Amy's body shivered deliciously with the slight contact.

Susan felt herself irresistibly being pulled forward by the feel, the smell, and the promise of what lay underneath this damp spot. She looked into Amy's face and saw rising excitement.

While running one finger lightly over the damp panties, Susan said, "You know, sweetheart, it might not be a good idea to try the shorts on with these wet panties on." The electric sensations from Susan's finger overrode any words that Amy could form. Eagerly nodding, her pelvis began rocking forward and back against Susan finger.

Reluctantly moving her finger from its pleasurable position, Susan brought both hands to the waistband and slowly lowered them. The panties were forgotten before they joined the shorts on the floor.

Susan leaned forward, her finger aching to return to its previous task. Amy welcomed and encouraged this by spreading her feet wide and pushing her now naked pussy forward.

Susan could see the glistening moisture coating the sweet outer lips. Her finger barely touching the sensitive skin, she traced the small slit up and down, spreading the slickness as she went. Amy moaned, the intimate contact increasing the pleasurable sensations radiating from between her legs.

Susan smiled, "Honey, I think we have a problem." Amy returned a confused look. "Well sweetheart, there's so much moisture here, I can't imagine why, and I think we should dry it off before putting the shorts on… don't you?" Amy was not thinking too clearly at the moment and would have agreed to almost anything that Susan said. She nodded her head eagerly as she watched Susan's face come closer to her pussy.

Susan stopped before her lips made contact. She paused for a moment, less than an inch away, her eyes exploring every intimate detail, her nose absorbing the most wonderful fragrance. She could detect a small tremble from the delicate, pink bare skin.

Susan opened her mouth enough to let a soft exhale blow softly across Amy's pussy. Amy moaned as she felt the delicate puff of air caress her lovingly. Her hips pushed forward craving more contact. Susan's mouth was so close every exhale tickled her pussy. Her legs began trembling in anticipation and expectation.

Susan loved seeing Amy in this condition. Her excitement was so obvious, so natural. She was fully focused and absorbed in the moment, it was like nothing else existed.

Slowly, Susan opened her mouth extending her tongue. Amy watched with a rapt look on her face, holding her breath. With the lightest touch she could manage, Susan allowed her tongue to gently lick the moist, soft skin of Amy's pussy.

Amy sighed a long, low moan, her eyes closing, her pelvis pushing to meet the delicious contact. Susan ran her tongue lightly up and down the very center of the tight slit, collecting as much of Amy's precious nectar as she could. The taste was intoxicating and Susan found herself pushing her tongue slightly deeper to retrieve more.

Amy's hips moved rhythmically back-and-forth. Her eyes closed, she brought her hands to rest behind Susan's head, both to maintain her balance and to draw Susan's face closer to her pussy.

Lost in the utter sensuality of the moment, Susan remembered where they were. She realized that the sound of two moaning or even screaming, orgasmic girls from the dressing room might draw some unwanted attention. Reluctantly, she leaned back as she licked her lips and savored delicious taste.

She looked up and saw Amy's eyes closed, intent on the wonderful, pleasurable sensations radiating from her pussy. Susan whispered, "Amy, you are so unbelievably beautiful."

Slowly, Amy opened her eyes and looked down at the beaming face from between her legs. The smile that spread across Amy's face could only be described as angelic. She stroked Susan's hair, gently trying to draw her back toward her pussy.

"Mmmm... precious, there's nothing I would like better than to kiss and lick and suck your sweet, beautiful pussy." To emphasize her point, Susan leaned forward and applied her lips strongly against Amy. "But, this may not be the best location to continue. Let's get these shorts on so we can get out of here and continue the fun stuff at your house. What do you say?"

Amy squatted down, bringing her face to the same level as Susan's. "This is what I say," she said as she brought her mouth lightly against Susan, giving her a long, deep kiss. Their tongues lightly connected as Amy tasted her own pussy on Susan's mouth, exciting her greatly.

They stood up together as Susan picked up the by now forgotten blue shorts. "Well, I think we took care of that moisture problem. Let's put these shorts on and show Gina."

Amy hesitated, "But shouldn't I put my panties on first?"

Susan smiled as she held the shorts for Amy to step in to. "No sweetheart, they are much too wet to wear. I think this is the best way," she said smiling, seeing the recognition on Amy's face of what this meant. Amy would be walking around with no panties to cover her already very excited pussy.

Both girls looked in the mirror before leaving, making sure they appeared presentable. As they left the dressing room, Susan put her hands on Amy's shoulders and stopped her for a moment, whispering something in her ear.

As they approached Gina, Susan saw a rather questioning look on her face. Before she could say anything, Amy came up to Gina and motioned for her to bend down, as if she were going to whisper something in her ear. As Gina complied, Amy leaned toward her ear but then quickly moved around and gave her a kiss on the lips. Before the surprised Gina could react, Amy bounced off, giggling, toward the cashier at the front of the store. Susan laughed at Gina's surprised look.

"What... what took you guys so long?" Gina finally managed to say. "I was about ready to send in a search and rescue team."

Susan quickly looked around the store making sure no one was watching. She moved in front of Gina and gave her a deep, long kiss, her tongue pushing firmly into Gina's mouth.

Stepping back, Susan smiled, "Is that enough of an answer?" Gina licked her lips, wondering about the unusual taste of that kiss. Susan continued, "We had a few things to take care of." Then she turned to show Gina Amy's panties that were stuffed in her back pocket. As Gina's eyes widened, she first pointed at the panties and then at the retreating form of Amy.

Susan laughed and gave her friend another quick hug, "Come on. Let's get out of here. I think we might have more fun at Amy's house."