The Seminar
by John O'Connor
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 MGM/UA, Double Secret Productions, and Gekko 
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 infringement is intended. The original characters,
situations, and story are the property of the author.
Doctor Janet Fraiser walked through the jetway to the
United concourse at O'Hare International Airport. She
went unnoticed by the other passengers, all intent on
catching the next El or cab into the city.
Stopping in the large central aisle just beyond the
gate area, she looked for someone to meet her. She had
no idea who the person was or what they might look
like, so she was a little concerned they might miss
each other in the crowded terminal.
Setting her carry-on next to her, Janet ran her
fingers through her short brown hair as she scanned
the area. Maybe if she was in her Air Force uniform
instead of civvies, the person or persons meeting her
would see her.
Behind her new passengers boarded the plane she had
just left as it prepared to continue on to New York.
'Maybe it'll be easier to meet when the crowds die
down a little,' she thought. Then she chuckled to
herself as she remembered the last time she had flown
into Chicago. The airport never seemed to lack crowds.
Before she was a student taking a summer school course
at the Northwestern University Medical Center. Now she
was a "visiting dignitary" giving a seminar on exotic
diseases at the same medical school for her old
classmate.
Almost thirty minutes later, as her plane pulled away
from the gate, she began to consider taking alternate
transportation to the Palmer House downtown. Picking
up her bag, she heard a voice yelling her name in the
distance.
"Dr. Fraiser! Dr. Fraiser!" a young girl shouted as
she came to a halt in front of Janet, panting. "I'm so
sorry I'm late but here was an accident on the Kennedy
and it's rush hour anyway, so traffic's a mess and I
got a late start and couldn't find a parking space
close by and they tow you if you leave your car in a
loading zone for even a minute and..."
"Whoa. Take it easy. Catch your breath and relax
before you hyperventilate," Janet said with a laugh.
"Oh, okay, sorry," the girl said. "I'm Elizabeth
McPherson. I'm a grad student in Dr. Marten's group. I
was able to get him to let me pick you up but I
screwed up and now you're probably upset and I will be
in so much trouble with him and I just feel horrible."
Janet had to smile at the poor girl. She was in her
early twenties with long, brown hair, and cute figure
that was evident from the tight shirt and jeans she
was wearing under the short leather jacket.
Janet put her hand on the girl's shoulder and said,
"Hey, it's okay. Like we say in the military, 'Don't
ask, don't tell.' If Joe Marten does ask, well, how
'bout we just say there was a delay getting my bags?"
The big brown eyes looked up to the doctor with
gratitude and Liz said, "Really? Oh, thank you so
much. I want so hard to prove myself and sometimes
it's hard to do and I can get so screwed up and..."
"Liz, slow down. This isn't a marathon," Janet said.
"Come on, let's get down to baggage claim before they
put my bags in lost and found."
As they made their way to the lower level and the
baggage carousels, Liz's purse chirped. "Oh my cell
phone," she said digging out the little telephone.
"Yes? This is Liz. Oh, Dr. Marten, yes I'm with Dr.
Fraiser now. We're getting her bags. You won't
believe... Oh, okay, just a sec." She handed the small
device to Janet saying, "He'd like to talk to you."
Janet, seeing the worry in Liz's eyes, said, "Okay,
and don't worry. Hi Joe, how are you? Yeah, there was
a slight delay. What do you expect from United lately?
We're just getting my bags. Hang on...Liz, it's the
large brown one there and there's a smaller matching
one. Thanks dear. Joe? Okay, she's doing great." Liz
smiled at Janet in gratitude and Janet was struck by
how cute and innocent she looked. "Well, nothing much
tonight. I've got to check in and... Oh sure, tomorrow
would be fine. I'm looking forward to seeing you
again. Yeah, see you later. Liz? He wants to speak to
you."
Janet handed the phone back to the student and looked
for her smaller bag. It was just coming around the
carousel. She smiled remembering Sam told her there
was a little surprise in it for her.
As Janet grabbed her smaller bag, Liz was just closing
her phone. "Well? Everything okay?" Janet asked.
"Yes. Thank you, doctor. Here let me take that." Liz
grabbed the larger bag and walked toward the exit to
the parking garage. "I'm to take you to the hotel and
make sure you get checked in okay and then, if you'd
like, take you to dinner. Dr. Marten gave me his
credit card for that."
Janet said, "That'd be fine. Any ideas for dinner?"
Liz looked thoughtful for a moment then said, "I
really don't know too many nice places downtown. I
usually eat at Burger King or Taco Bell or something
else fast. I guess the hotel restaurant?"
"Well, plenty of time to worry about that," Janet
replied.
They got to the elevator bank to take them to the
correct level. Janet was amused to note that the
different levels were named for the pro sports teams
in Chicago.
"Good thing you only have six teams here or they'd
either have to make a taller garage or leave someone
out," she joked.
"Oh yeah, we're on the Wolves level. My brother loves
the Wolves. He goes to games all the time. He went ape
when they went to post-season. I never really got into
hockey. I always liked going to baseball games at
Wrigley Field. There are so many clubs and bars up
there. It's great. Even if the Cubs lose."
Liz continued to talk a mile a minute as Janet thought
'At least she's breaking up her thoughts some. She
must not be as nervous. But what's she nervous about?'
Then she turned her attention back to the young lady.
"This seminar tomorrow should be great! Exotic
diseases are so, I don't know, intriguing. I'm looking
forward to it. I'm going into biomedical research so
this kind of thing will be very important to me. Oh,
this is my car. Actually it's my mom's car. I can't
afford one now with the cost of school," Liz said as
she opened the trunk and put the bags in among the two
duffel and single tote bag.
Janet eyed the car but saw nothing wrong with it. An
late model Celica that could use a wash but it looked
in good shape otherwise. Getting in, she saw several
empty coffee shop cups, a fast food bag, and a
wide-bottomed mug, but otherwise the interior was
clean.
Liz, seeing the mess as if for the first time, said,
"I'm sorry about the mess. I've had it for a few days
since Mom and Dad went to my grandma's house in
Milwaukee, and I haven't had a chance to clean it
yet."
"Liz, you don't have to apologize for the car. You
should've seen the beater I was driving when I was in
med school. And, please try to calm down. Are you
afraid of me or something?" Janet asked.
Liz fumbled with her bag, using the pretext of getting
the garage ticket and her wallet while steering
through the crowded garage to frame her thoughts.
Liz's driving reminded Janet of Sam Carter's rather
risky driving style.
Liz finally said, "I guess I am. You and Dr. Marten
are old friends and he's my advisor. If I screw up
with you I'm afraid it'll get me in trouble."
Janet put her hand on Liz's arm and said, "Don't worry
about that. Joe and I are old friends but he's a very
fair teacher. Anyway, he rarely listens to me."
"Really? He's always talking about you and what a
great doctor you are," Liz said as she paid the
parking fee.
As Liz pulled out of the garage and headed towards the
city, she saw the traffic already backing up on the
expressway. "Oh no, traffic's already a mess!" she
exclaimed. "God, this could take forever."
"That's okay," Janet said. "This'll give us a chance
to get to know each other a little better."
Liz smiled at Janet and said, "That'd be great!"
Janet was again taken with the girl's smile. She had
to break more than a few hearts with it. Janet said
"You're very attractive when you aren't so nervous.
You must have the men following you everywhere."
Liz smiled even more, "Thank you, but I don't really
think that's true. You're much prettier than me. And
I..." The brown-haired girl blushed and turned back to
the highway.
Janet endured the girl's embarrassed silence for
several minutes before she finally asked, "So, you're
going to be at the seminar tomorrow?"
Her face lighting up with a smile, Liz glanced at
Janet and said, "I wouldn't miss it for the world!
That's what I want to get into, infectious diseases
and exotic strains. It's fascinating."
'Not half as fascinating as some of the bugs I've come
across,' Janet thought. Then aloud, she said, "I'm not
going to be talking about specific diseases or viruses
but more about techniques we've developed in the labs
at the Air Force Academy Hospital."
She didn't add that most of the viruses she dealt with
were classified with an Ultra clearance and, after
initial studies at the SGC & the AFA Hospital, were
sent on to the maximum security storage facility at
Groom Lake.
"What's all this?." Janet asked, indicating the tall
buildings on either side of the expressway.
"Rosemont. It's a little town between O'Hare and
Chicago that's mainly hotels and a convention center.
Look, they're putting up yet another hotel. It's the
only town in the area that lost over half it's
population in the last ten years or so to make room
for the new buildings. I hate it. My aunt had to sell
her old house at a loss for the damn hotels," Liz said
tensely.
'Okay, time to change the subject,' Janet thought.
"What are the Bears going to do this year?"
"Dad's sure that like all Chicago teams, except the
old Bulls, they will fold before the season's over,"
Liz smiled.
'That's better,' thought Janet.
Just then a train rumbled by on the tracks that ran
between the lanes of the expressway, easily passing
the crawling traffic.
Janet jokingly said, "Guess we should've taken the El,
huh?" Then seeing the crestfallen look on Liz's face,
she said, "I was just joking. This is much nicer and
more personnal."
Liz grinned weakly and Janet thought 'What can I do to
make this girl feel comfortable with me? Well, I can
just keep trying.'
'I know,' Janet thought and said, "Tell me about
yourself."
"Me? You want to know about me?" Liz seemed surprised,
as if she was too unimportant to be noticed by Janet.
Janet smiled and nodded to the girl. "Well, I'm from
Oak Park. You know, where Hemingway was born? I'm the
youngest of three. My parents are both retired.
Anyway, I went to high school there and pre-med at
Southern, a downstate college, before getting accepted
at Northwestern. Uh, I live in an apartment with three
other girls near Old Town and I want to specialize in
virology."
"Okay, that's nice but what about you? What do you
like to do? Do you have a boyfriend? You know, that
type of thing," Janet prompted her companion.
Liz looked out the windshield while she gathered her
thoughts then said, "I like old movies, jazz,
classical, and alternative rock. I like to walk along
the lakefront, especially in the fall when the leaves
in the park are changing colors. I like going to
concerts and jazz clubs. I don't have a boyfriend,
haven't since high school really."
"Since high school? That's a long time for someone
your age," Janet noted.
Liz glanced quickly out of the corner of her eye at
Janet and said, "I, uh, I really don't mind. Boys are
too much of a distraction right now, I guess."
Janet knew there was more to the story and she was
pretty sure she knew what that was but decided not to
push the girl.
"Okay. I made the mistake of marrying the guy I was
dating when we were in med school. We've been divorced
for quite a while now," Janet offered. "I don't really
have anyone in my life right now either. Sam, a fellow
officer, and I both look after Cassie, my 12 year-old,
and we're the core of her new family."
Liz turned and interrupted Janet, "You don't look old
enough to have a 12-year old child. I really find that
hard to believe."
"Well, thank you." Janet continued, "Actually, she's
not my real daughter. She's an orphan who had a lot of
life-threatening problems when she first came into my
life. She's fine now and doing great in school. I
think she wants to be an astrophysicist like Sam."
"So, this Sam and you, are you involved?" Liz asked as
she swerved to take advantage of a break in traffic.
"Damn Kennedy traffic!" she muttered under her breath.
Janet smiled at the last comment but wasn't sure what
to say about the first. She was finally getting past
Liz's reserve and didn't want to spoil the progress
she'd made so she opted for an edited version of the
truth.
"Sam and I are very important to each other. We've
become very close friends and we both love Cassie and
she loves us. If you're asking if we're lovers," Janet
knew that was what Liz was asking when the girl turned
bright red. "Well, we have been intimate but I don't
know where, or even if, it will go anywhere."
"Well, he must be quite a guy to help you out with
your daughter," Liz said.
Now it was Janet's turn to stare sightlessly out of
the window as her mind raced. "Yeah," she murmured,
her mind occupied with the question of what she and
Sam were to each other. It was a subject Janet shied
away from far to often.
"Uh, Doctor?" Liz said, interrupting Janet's musing
after several minutes.
"Oh I'm sorry. That was rude of me. Yes, Liz, what is
it?" Janet asked.
Liz gestured ahead of the car towards the towers in
the distance. "We're almost downtown. I thought you
might be interested seeing how the Loop has changed in
the last few years."
"Oh, sure. I'm sorry I was distracted there for a
while. Nothing important," Janet lied as she looked
around. The differences were not as extreme as in soem
cities' downtown areas.
"I was wondering, are you old enough to drink?"
Now it was Liz's turn to laugh, "Yes, I'm 23 years old
as of last June. Thank you, Doctor."
"Please, call me Janet. And, you do look quite young.
Joe and I had a fellow student who was almost four
years younger than us and she passed us by in the
program," Janet said, suddenly feeling older than her
years. "Anyway, how about joining me for a drink when
we get to the hotel?"
"I'd really like that," Liz smiled her heart-stopping
smile.
Several minutes later the grad student pulled off the
expressway and into the downtown traffic, negotiating
the streets like a veteran cabdriver. This prompted
Janet to comment, "You may not know downtown
restaurants but you sure do know the streets."
"I used to talk my mom into letting me drive downtown
on shopping trips when I was in high school. I loved
the challenge, and I got to know the streets of the
Loop and the Near Northside very well," Liz finished
as she pulled up to one of the entrances of the Palmer
House.
"I'll just park the car and meet you in the lobby,"
Liz said as she helped Janet get her bags out of the
trunk. "There's a garage just around the block."
"Okay, don't be long. I'll wait for you either at
check-in or near the elevators," Janet replied.
Liz was quicker than Janet had guessed. The doctor was
still checking in when Liz walked up. 'Was I ever that
perky when I was in school?' Janet wondered.
"That was fast." Taking the key card, Janet said to
the desk clerk, "Thank you."
"There's a garage around the corner." Liz quickly
grabbed a bag and smiled at Janet saying, "The
elevators are this way. What floor?"
"The 7th. I think I have a view of Wabash Avenue,"
Janet replied.
"Oh boy, the El. What a treat!" Liz smirked.
Janet was pleased to see the difference in Liz from
the nervous, babbling girl to a more confident, funny
companion. Dinner was looking better all the time.
Janet opened the door to her room, tossed her bags on
the king-sized bed and walked to the window. Looking
out, she confirmed Liz's guess. "That's the El,
alright. At least it's too cool at night to open the
window so I shouldn't be bothered too much by the
noise."
"So, should we raid the honor bar or go downstairs
where the drinks are probably only marginally
cheaper?" Janet asked.
Liz, sitting on the bed, looked thoughtful for a
moment and said, "I just thought about Miller's Pub.
It's just next to the Wabash entrance to the hotel. We
could go there and, as I remember from my youth, the
food is very good."
"Your youth! You're so ancient now!" Janet laughed.
"Alright, Miller's Pub sounds good. Are you ready or
would you like to freshen up a bit?"
"Well, I do need to pee," Liz turned red as she said
this.
"You're my guest, go ahead," Janet gestured towards
the bathroom, amused by Liz's embarrassed openness.
"Then I'll go."
Shortly, the two new friends were stepping out of the
Palmer House onto the sidewalk on Wabash and down to
the restaurant next door. On entering, Janet noted an
older establishment with dark oak walls. The bar was
along the wall to the right behind a room-long
partition. The balance of the room was for dining with
an upper level towards the rear. There were signed
pictures of local and national celebrities on the
walls.
"Oh, that smell," Janet exclaimed. "It's marvelous! I
love barbecue!"
"This is the place, then," Liz responded. "They have
got the best barbecue in the Loop, I think."
"Let's get a table. This aroma is making me hungry,"
Janet said. Liz agreed.
They had a thirty minute wait for a table, so they
went to the bar after leaving Janet's name with the
maitre d'. They had to stand at the bar; it was a
popular after-work stop for office workers in the
Loop.
The bartender, an attractive young blond woman, asked
Liz, "I'm sorry but I need to see some ID, please."
Liz smiled and fished her driver's license out of her
wallet, "Here you go."
The bartender, whose name tag read Belle, looked at
the license and then looked at Anne. She again
apologized, "I hate having to do this but it's the
law." Handing the laminated card back, she looked at
Janet for a moment then asked her, "May I see some ID
please?"
Liz's look was a mixture of surprise, anger, and
embarrassment. Janet, however, laughed and handed her
Colorado license to the girl and said, "Thank you for
the compliment."
Belle handed it back, smiled and said, "It's the law.
What can I get for you ladies?"
Janet ordered a vodka tonic and Liz a 7&7. As the
bartender moved away to prepare the drinks, Janet
noticed that her young friend was watching the blonde
as she moved away. 'I think I see why she doesn't have
any boyfriends, now. Hmm, interesting. And I think I
saw a little gleam in the blonde's eye when she
checked Liz's ID.'
Janet was definitely curious about the young lady with
her. The problem was leading the conversation that
way.
"I think that waitress is fishing for a nice tip,"
Janet observed.
Liz shook her head, "No, I don't think so. I realize
she was just being polite. Uh, I mean, you don't look
old or anything. You are an attractive woman. I think
they just card anyone who looks around 30 or younger.
I mean, oh God, I, uh, not to say you look 30 or ..."
Janet laughed and said, "It's okay, Liz. I know what
you're trying to say. Just relax. And I am over 30, by
the way. Just how much isn't really important."
"Here you go ladies," Belle said as she placed the
drinks in front of the two women. Janet noticed that
she had a big grin for Liz. "That'll be $5.50. Or, if
you're here for dinner, I can put on the dinner check
for you. My name is Isabel by the way. Everybody here
calls me Belle since that damned cartoon."
Liz seemed preoccupied by , so Janet said, "Nice to
meet you, Isabel. And no, don't run a tab. Let me take
care of these now."
Taking the proferred money from Janet, Isabel smiled
at her and then positively beamed at Liz before
walking to the register. As she moved away, Janet
thought she saw just a trace of a shimmy in her hips.
'Well, she's interested in Liz, I think.'
"She's a very pretty woman, don't you think Liz?"
Janet asked.
"Who? Oh, yeah, I guess so. I usually don't pay much
attention to other women." Liz's red face belied her
words.
"Oh, I see," Janet said while thinking, 'Yeah, sure,
you didn't notice how Isabel was looking at you. And I
didn't notice how you looked at her. I may have a
project on my hands for the next couple of days.'
As Janet was considering her young companion, she
heard her name called. "Hey, Liz. I think that's us,"
she said.
The maitre d' showed to a table on the upper level
with a view of the entire main floor. Janet stood back
and let Liz pick her seat. She sat so she had an
interrupted view of the bar area. Janet cocked an
eyebrow at that but said nothing.
As they looked over the menu, Janet and Liz traded
comments about the various entrees. Finally they both
decided on their choice. Liz ordered a roasted chicken
breast and Janet opted for the strip steak. She
decided barbecue ribs were too messy for this night.
She also ordered a carafe of wine.
"I don't get to dine on another person's expense
account very often, so I think we should enjoy
ourselves on Joe's behalf. Don't you?" Janet asked in
answer to Liz's quizzical look.
Liz nodded, saying, "I guess it'll be alright. He did
tell to make sure you enjoy yourself."
Janet smiled slightly at the last comment and the
smile grew when she saw Liz looking down towards the
bar. "What's so interesting?" she asked.
"Oh, nothing. I was just people watching," she said
quickly.
Janet looked at Liz and asked, "Sure you weren't
bartender watching?"
Liz lowered her eyes and said, "I wasn't looking at
anything in particular. I don't even know Isabel."
Janet added to her mental notebook the fact that Liz
knew the bartender's full name. Before she could say
anything else, Liz changed the subject.
"Are you going to do your presentation in uniform?"
the student asked.
"No," Janet replied. "I wear it enough on duty. I
thought a nice conservative dress suit."
The talk continued on in this manner for the balance
of dinner. Liz's attention was occasionally distracted
by activity on the main floor, always in the bar area
Janet noted.
Finally, as Liz signed the credit card receipt, Janet
asked, "Would you care to come up for a nightcap? It's
still early."
Glancing at her watch, Liz hesitated, then said, "Yes,
alright. I would like to ask you something anyway."
Janet was pleased. She liked this girl's company. She
was also intrigued by Liz's last statement.
They stepped out into the cool Midwestern evening and
Janet shivered. "Brrr. The breeze is quite chilly."
Liz nodded, "When it comes off the Lake this time of
year, it can really get to you if you're not
prepared."
They entered the lobby of the Palmer House and Liz
added, "The wind is part of the reason so many places
have revolving doors. This way they won't be slammed
open or closed."
Janet nodded as she hit the Up bottom for the
elevators.
Finally, they entered Janet's room and she offered to
make drinks from the honor bar. Liz accepted.
"Brandy alright with you?" Janet asked.
"Yes, I guess so. I've never had it before," Liz
replied. She sat on the large bed and accepted the
hotel glass partially filled with an dark amber
liquor.
Janet thought about sitting in one of the chairs but
changed her mind and sat next to Liz.
"What did you want to talk to me about, Liz?" Janet
asked.
"Liz," Anne hesitated and took a gulp of the brandy
before resuming. "I know you noticed that I was
staring at Isabel. The bartender?" The last said to
Janet's confused look. "Well, you know how I said I
haven't had a boyfriend in years? I don't like boys,
uh, that is I, uh. Oh damn! I like boys okay but I
don't like them. You see?"
Janet nodded and said, "You don't have any sexual
interest in them?"
Liz began to look miserable and said, "Now you
probably think I'm some kind of freak or something.
God, I wish I had kept my mouth shut. You probably
hate me now!" She covered her face with her hands.
Janet's heart went out to the poor girl and she
decided to tell her the truth about she and Sam. "Liz.
Liz? Please look at me. It's okay, I don't hate you
and you're not a freak. I'm touched that you were
willing to open up to me. Tell me, does anyone else
know?"
Liz, looking less miserable, shook her head. "I never
even admitted it to myself before. I just figured I
was more committed to school than to romance. But I
guess it's true. I must be a lesbian."
Janet took Liz's hand in hers, saying, "Look, that's
okay. The important thing is that you are happy. And I
wasn't completely honest with you either. Sam, my
some-time lover, is Samantha Carter. Here, I have a
picture of her and I that Cassie took this last
summer."
The doctor got up and retrieved her purse, pulling out
her billfold. She showed the picture taken at the lake
the previous July. Liz looked at the tall, blond woman
and said, "She's very pretty. Are you happy together?"
Janet thought for a moment and said, "Yes we usually
are but we have to be very careful, both being career
officers. I keep hoping the narrow-minded policy will
be changed but I don't expect that anytime soon."
Liz looked into Janet's eyes and asked, "Is it better
with a woman?"
Janet shook her head, "It's not the sex of your
partner as much as it's how caring and considerate
your partner is. Sex and love can be separate things
but I will say sex is better when you love your
partner, regardless of the gender."
"Do you love her?" Liz glanced at the photo.
"I think so, but I thought I loved my husband and got
hurt as a result. Not physically but spiritually. I
guess I'm afraid of that happening again."
"What about Sam? Does she love you?" Liz asked.
Janet sat still for a moment, "I think so but we
always seem to avoid talking about it."
"I'm sorry for that," Liz said.
"So you've never been with another woman?" Liz shook
her head and Janet continued, "I think that
girl-Isabel? Yeah, Isabel was definitely interested."
"But I have no idea what to do," Liz said miserably.
Janet placed her hand under the girl's chin and lifted
her head. Looking into the moist brown eyes, she said
softly, "Would you like me to help you?"
Liz nodded and Janet smiled gently at her. Liz smiled
back as Janet's hand slid up along her cheek. She
leaned over and kissed the young woman.
Janet could feel Liz's lips trembling slightly. She
opened her lips and snaked her tongue out, tracing the
soft lips under her mouth. Liz opened her mouth and
accepted Janet's tongue.
As Janet began to explore Liz's mouth, she felt her
heart beat faster and an electric tingle was
developing in her vagina. She could feel her panties
dampening. She realized that she loved this feeling.
She began to return Janet's kiss and allowed herself
to fall back on the bed, pulling Janet with her. They
continued their passionate kiss until Liz finally
pulled back panting.
"That was wonderful!" she exclaimed. "I've never been
kissed like that."
Janet just stood up, smiled, and began to remove her
clothes. Liz looked surprised but the look soon turned
to one of excitement. She too stood and peeled off her
shirt and jeans.
Janet, now naked, turned once in front of Liz, "Like
what you see?"
Liz whispered, "Oh yes!"
"So do I."
Janet reached out and caressed Liz's breast, tweaking
the nipple. This illicited a small "Ooh!" from the
girl. The doctor then ran her hand lightly down Liz's
stomach and through her short, brown curls to briefly
cup her sex.
Liz inhaled sharply and stood on her toes as she felt
Janet's fingers on the outside of her pussy. She felt
disappointed when Janet took her hand away.
Janet leaned over, showing her firm, rounded ass to
Liz, as she pulled the covers down on the bed. Liz saw
just a glimpse of Janet's damp lower lips as she did
this.
Janet took Liz's hand and made her lay down. She then
covered the girl's body with her own as they resumed
their deep, wet kisses.
Liz loved the fell of the woman's body on her while
their tongues performed an erotic ballet in their
mouths. Her only regret was waiting to long to
experience this.
Janet ran one hand down the girl's smooth skin and
gently grasped her ass, pulling Liz tighter against
her as she rolled them onto their side and thrust her
thigh between the girls. Janet began to grind her
thigh against the moist slit between Liz's legs,
increasing the speed until Liz had to pull out of the
kiss to breathe in heavily as she felt her body began
to tremble.
Liz was no stranger to masturbation and had been with
two male classmates while in high school, but none of
that was anything like the sensations Janet was
creating. Soon, she squeezed her eyes shut and
screamed out as she had her first climax of the night.
Janet held the girl as she quivered from the effects
of her orgasm. Janet realized that she had taken Liz's
lesbian cherry and felt both pleased and proud that
the girl allowed her to do so.
Presently, Liz looked into Janet's eyes and said,
"That was fantastic! I've never experienced anything
like that before."
Janet stroked the side of Liz's face and said, "That
was only the beginning."
The doctor then lowered her head and began to lick and
nibble at Liz's nipples. Soon, Liz was writhing on the
bed and feeling the heat build up again in her groin.
Janet, after thoroughly enjoying the girl's breasts,
moved down her body, licking the sweaty skin as she
neared the musky heart of Liz's sex.
Parting the lips, Janet began to lick and tongue-fuck
the girl. Liz began thrusting her hips up and down as
Janet grabbed her hips to hold on like a bronco rider.
Liz grabbed a pillow and bit it as an even stronger
pleasure wave bore down on her. Janet, sensing the
impending climax, turned her attention to the girl's
erect clitoris.
Sucking the extremely sensitive nub into her mouth,
Janet began to gently swipe it with her tongue. She
slowly increased the pressure of her tongue as she
slid her finger into Liz's dripping slit.
Liz again screamed, into the pillow this time, as a
stronger orgasm rushed through her. Closing her eyes,
she saw bright bursts of colored light as she came and
came against Janet's mouth.
Finally, sensing the girl couldn't take anymore, Janet
pulled away from her throbbing pussy and crawled up on
the bed beside the girl. She leaned on her elbow and
looked down at the girl. Liz was flushed and quite
beautiful after her multiple orgasms.
Liz opened her eyes, smiled at Janet and gladly
accepted Janet's kiss as the doctor leaned over. She
never realized that a woman could taste so good, and
it was her own juices she was savoring on Janet's
tongue.
"I want to do that to you," Liz breathed. "I want to
make you feel that good."
Janet was, of course, very obliging. "Go ahead, honey.
I've wanted you since I saw you at the airport."
Pleased by the doctor's words, she began to suckle at
the woman's breasts. Although Liz had no experience,
the thought she had never suck on another woman's
breasts before made up for that for Janet. She arched
her back when Liz nlightly bit her nipple.
Janet stroked Liz's long brown hair as the girl
reached down and began to do to Janet what she had
previously only done to herself. She was happy to feel
the wetness between Janet's legs, knowing she was the
reason for it.
Taking a deep breath and looking into Janet's
half-closed eyes, Liz moved down and began to tongue
the older woman's wet pussy. The tangy flavor was
heavenly, Liz decided.
As she began to lick and nibble Janet's labia, Liz
began to finger herself. She wanted to make herself
come at the same time as the lovely woman she was
licking.
Janet knew she was close to a large orgasm, even
thought the girl licking her pussy was inexperienced.
She knew that, again, it was the fact that hers was
Liz's first pussy.
From the increase in honey on her tongue, Liz was
pleased that Janet was on the verge of her first
orgasm. Her fingers sped up in her own pussy as she
tried to come with Janet.
Unfortunately, that didn't quite happen. Janet came
against Liz's mouth with an muffled scream as she
threw her arm over her mouth. Liz was rewarded with
more of Janet's juices.
Within seconds, Liz had her third orgasm of the night.
Liz decided that she needed to practice her timing and
she knew she would enjoy it.
Crawling up alongside Janet, Liz curled up with her
teacher. Janet wrapped her arms around the young woman
and kissed her forehead then her lips. Janet was
pleased to note that she tasted different in Liz's
mouth than she did in Sam's.
Liz's sexual education continued for several hours
until both women were completely exhausted.
Early in the morning, Liz awoke and smiled as she
remembered the events of the previous evening. As she
quietly slid from under the sheets, Janet stirred.
"Hi. What are you doing?" she asked sleepily. "It's
only 5 AM."
"I need to get home and change my clothes. I can't go
to school wearing the same clothes as I was yesterday,
can I?" Liz smiled.
Janet nodded and said, "No, I guess not."
"Can I come back tonight?"
"Of course, sweetie. Pack a bag this time," Janet
smiled.
Liz nodded and left. Janet rolled over and considered
the nest few days. She wanted to get Liz and Isabel
together but that seemed much easier now. The more
difficult task would be confronting Sam and defining
their relationship when she returned to Colorado
Springs. She decided to table that internal discussion
for the morning.
'But for now, sleep. That girl wore me out!' Janet
thought as she slipped back to sleep smiling.
 (c) John O'Conner
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