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Subject: {ASSM} Close to Home Chapter 6 (ff, first, rom, con)
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Chapter 6

Jen and I held hands as we walked to the local fast
food restaurant.  Kathy kept asking questions, but we
ignored her.  Suzie didn't say a word during the
fifteen-minute walk.  Jen bought sodas for all four of
us and we sat in a booth in the back of the dinning
room.

"Okay, I've waited long enough," Kathy said.  "I want
to know what the F is going on with you and Jen, Cindy."

"It's really simple, we're in love," I replied.

"When did you find out you were a lesbo?" Kathy said
sharply.  "I can't believe this."

"What can't you believe, Kathy?" Jen asked my oldest
friend.  "Cindy and I are in love and that's that."

Suzie smiled and looked across the table at me.  "Do
you guys-you know-do you kiss and stuff?"

Jen and I both nodded.

"God, that's sick!" Kathy said.

"Look, Kathy, no one is asking you to do it.  What
Cindy and I do is between us.  Besides, I'd feel the
same way if we didn't do anything-It isn't about sex,"
Jen replied.

I felt my eyes tear up when Jen said what she did.
While the sex was very exciting and I loved it,
knowing than Jen really cared for me was more
important.  I turned my head and wiped my eyes with my
napkin.

"Do your parents know about you two?" Suzie asked.

"Yeah," I said.  "Our moms were really cool about it.
Even my brother thinks it's okay.  In fact, Kirk said
that he would make sure that no one messes with Jen
and me."

"You two really shocked me, I mean after all the
things Jen said she did with guys," Kathy said.

"Most guys only want to fool around, they don't
really care about you as a person."  Jen sighed and
put her hand on my leg under the table.  "At least the
guys I've gone out with.  I used to think I had to let
them touch me and that I had to do things so they'd
like me.  Now I don't care about that.  I found out
that Cindy likes-um-loves me because of who I am, not
what I do."

"I never said I didn't like you, Jen.  It's just hard
for me to think about what you guys do together,"
Kathy said.

"Jen, how do you know you don't like boys?  I mean,
you've never really gone out with one," Suzie said.

I shrugged my shoulders.  Suzie was right, I had
never gone out with a boy and didn't know if I would
like it or not.  I felt Jen squeeze my leg just above
my knee.  When I looked at her, Jen smiled.

"Look, Guys, we're still young," Jen said.  "We have
a lot of time to decide what we like and don't like.
I still like guys and I'm sure Cindy will have a
chance to discover if she does someday.  For now,
we're together and that's all that matters."

Jen's statement made me feel a bit weird.  I sat
quietly, trying to decide if she was trying to tell me
she wanted to go out with boys too.  Jen's fingers
began to make small circles on my thigh and I stopped
thinking about anything except her loving touch.

"Don't you like the feeling when you touch
yourselves?" Jen asked, moving her glances between
Suzie and Kathy.

Kathy nodded and Suzie grinned.

"Sure I do, but another girl?"  Karen said.

Jen squared her shoulders, pressed her fingers into
my thigh and giggled.  "Who knows better what a girl
wants than another girl?  Most of the boys I've been
with grope, they didn't touch me-not the way I like to
be touched."

"Does Cindy know how?" Suzie asked.

Jen sighed.  "You have no idea, Suzie.  I'm not going
to give you any details, not about what we do
together, but I will say that it's never been better
for me."

Suzie looked at me and raised her eyebrows.  "How did
you find out, Cindy?  You didn't just decide you liked
girls one day did you?"

Before I could say a word, Jen giggled and said, "No,
I seduced her."  Her statement was a start, even to me.

Kathy and Suzie both laughed.  Kathy finally stopped
giggling and said, "What, did you rape her?"

I jerked by body upright.  "NO!  Jen didn't force me
to do anything!"  I was getting mad and stopped trying
to be secretive about how I felt.  "Jen and I just
started to fool around a little and one thing led to
another.  I don't know how it is with boys, I've never
done anything with one, but I can tell you I'm happy
that my first kiss was with Jen."

Jen's hand flattened against my inner thigh and moved
up.  She stopped before getting to where I wanted her
to touch and moved her hand back to my knee.  "Most of
the guys I've kissed didn't know how.  They were rough
and sloppy."  Jen looked into my eyes.  "Not tender
and loving."

Kathy nodded, dropped her gaze to the table and
shifted in her seat.  "I know what you mean about
that, Jen.  My boyfriend kisses me like he wants to
swallow my head.  I hate it when he just shoves his
tongue into my mouth and grabs my tits-it hurts."

Jen looked at Suzie and before she could be asked,
Suzie said, "I-I've never kissed a boy."

"Don't rush it, Suzie.  Wait until your ready.
Remember, it's your body and you don't have to do
anything you don't want to do.  Like I said, I used to
think that the only way to get someone to like me was
to do the things THEY wanted to do, but now I'm going
to do what I want to do."  Jen squeezed my knee.  "My
mom told me that I should never do anything I don't
want to do."

I looked at Jen and furrowed my brow.

"After you and your parents left last night, Mom, Dad
and I had a long talk, Cin.  They told me they were
happy for me and that they really like you and your
parents.  I never really talked to my mom about sex
before.  In the past, Mom would only tell me what I
shouldn't be doing; she never asked how I felt.

"Last night, Mom asked about my feelings and stuff
like that.  Dad was really sweet too and told me I
should follow my heart-not my hormones.  Mom even
asked if I wanted to stop taking birth control pills,"
Jen told us.

"You take the pill?" I said, realizing I didn't know
everything about my new girlfriend.

"Yeah, Mom put me on the pill when all the shit
happened at my old school.  She said she wasn't ready
to be a grandmother and I sure as hell wasn't ready to
be a mom," Jen replied.

"Are you going to stop taking them?" I asked and Jen
shook her head.  "Why not?"

"Because they help regulate my period and I don't get
bad cramps anymore," Jen said.

"Do they really do that?" Suzie asked.  "My periods
come when I least expect them.  When I get close to my
time of the month, I have to wear pads just in case."

"Mine come like clock work.  The day after I take my
last pill, I'm on the rag.  Four days later it's over.
I don't get cramps or feel all bloated, not like
before," Jen said.

"Maybe I should ask Mom about them," I said.  "I get
real bad cramps when I have my period and I'm a bitch."

Kathy laughed.  "Taking pills won't prevent that,
Cindy."

I stuck my tongue out at her and we all giggled.

Jen looked at me, grinned and said, "Don't stick that
out unless you intend to use it."

Kathy, Jen and Suzie laughed, but I just smiled.

"I do intend to use it, Sweetie."  I twisted in my
seat, took her face between my hands and pressed my
lips to Jen's.  When I stroked her lips with the tip
of my tongue, she moaned and opened her mouth.  We
held the kiss for a few moments and then relaxed.

I leaned close to Jen and whispered, "I want to use
my tongue somewhere else too."

When I glanced at Kathy and Suzie, I noticed they
both had their mouths open and were staring Jen and me.

"You two really don't care who knows, do you," Suzie
said meekly.

"No, I don't," I said firmly.  "I don't give a shit
who knows how I feel about Jen.  If they don't like
it, they can go somewhere else."

Jen's hand began to move on my leg again.  I opened
my knees slightly, allowing Jen access to my sex.  She
glanced around, slid her hand up until she touched the
gusset of my panties and rubbed me briefly.  I
squirmed and then she removed her hand.

"You're not doing what I think you're doing, are
you?" Kathy asked.

"I don't know what you think we're doing," I replied
and then giggled.

"You two are so bad!" Kathy said.  "Someone is going
to see you."

I suddenly felt naughty and bold.  Nonchalantly I
moved my arm on the table and pushed Kathy's small
purse off the edge and onto the floor.  As I was
apologizing, I glanced at Jen and grinned.  I parted
my legs and flexed my thigh against her hand.  Jen
giggled and moved her hand under my skirt as Kathy
leaned over to pick up her purse.

Jen's fingers stroked my crotch and I wiggled against
her hand.  Kathy gasped loudly and hit the back of her
head on the underside of the table.  When she sat up,
Kathy was blushing.

"What's wrong, Kathy?" Suzie asked.

Leaning close to Suzie, Kathy said, "Jen is touching
Cindy--she's touching her pussy!"

Suzie looked at Jen and me.  She shook her head and
replied, "Bull!"

Jen and I grinned at Suzie.  I felt my body heating
up as Jen continued to stroke me and I jerked when she
hooked her finger under the elastic of my panties.
Suzie stared for a moment, looked around and then
glanced under the table.

Suzie shot up and stared at me.  She looked at Jen
and then her face turned red.  Jen and I giggled as
Suzie continued to blush.

I felt Jen's finger part the lips of my labia and
stroke me.  When she removed her hand, I closed my
legs and flexed my thighs, trying to maintain the
feeling Jen had started in my sex.

Jen put her elbows on the table and allowed Kathy and
Suzie to see one of her fingers was wet with my
juices.  When Jen popped it into her mouth and sucked
her finger, even I was taken back.  Jen let her finger
linger between her lips before slowly removing it.
Kathy and Suzie seemed to be in shock, but my pussy
quivered.

"You are so sick!" Kathy said.

"Like you've never fingered yourself and tasted your
pussy," Jen said.

"That's different," Kathy said in a whisper.

"Yeah, Cindy tastes so much better than I do," Jen
said.

Suzie's face was bright red and she was trying to
hide behind her hands.  When I reached across the
table and touched her arm, she recoiled and stared
into my eyes.  Her look wasn't one of disgust; she
looked like she was turned on.  I wouldn't have
recognized the look except I'd seen it before, in
Jen's eyes.

"You've never done that, have you, Suzie.  You have
never tasted yourself after playing with your pussy,"
I said, not believing that I was saying what I was.

"I've-um-I've never touched myself, not there," Suzie
said shyly.  "I was always told it wasn't healthy and
it was very wrong.  My mom said if I menstruated, I'd
go to..."

"That's a bunch of shit," Kathy said frankly.  "If
playing with my pussy was going to send me to hell,
I've of been gone a long time ago.  Getting off is as
normal as eating, at least as far as I'm concerned!"

Jen and I both agreed with Kathy and the three of us
spent the next few minutes telling Suzie the joys of
masturbation.  She blushed and shook her head as she
listened, but she listened intently nonetheless.

Kathy told how she liked to lay on her belly and hump
her fingers.  Jen said she liked to feel something
inside her and I told Suzie how I liked to rub all
around the outside of my sex.  When Suzie asked what
Jen used, Jen said, "Almost anything, but I have a
really nice dildo."

Jen went on and told us about using a hairbrush
handle as well as carrots, candles and other things in
addition to the fake penis we had shared.  Even Kathy
seemed interested as Jen described in detail how she
liked to push things into her vagina.  When Jen said
she even put things in her butt, we all fell silent.

"What?" Jen said.

"Doesn't it hurt?" Kathy asked.

"Not really, a little at first, but once you learn to
relax, it's great," Jen replied, once again confirming
that my knowledge of her past and maybe the present
was limited.

"I have to get going," I said.  "I have to go to
gymnastics this evening."

"Really?  I was hoping you could come over tonight,"
Jen said, causing me to think about skipping my class.

I put my hand on Jen's, shook my head and said, "I'm
sorry, Honey, but I have to go.  I've been taking
gymnastics since I was about ten and really like it.
We have a meet in a few weeks and I have to work on my
routine."

Jen looked saddened by the fact we weren't going to
be together tonight.  I rubbed the back of her hand
and then smiled.

"You could come watch me if you want to, Jen," I said.

Jen's face lit up and she nodded.  "What time?"

"I'll have Mom pick you up on the way, about seven,
okay?" I told Jen.

"I'll be ready," Jen said.

We all left the restaurant and lingered outside for a
moment.  Jen and Kathy lived close and agreed to walk
together.  Suzie lived in my neighborhood.  After
giving Jen a kiss, I told her goodbye and we headed
our separate ways.  Suzie and I walked in silence as
we moved toward our houses.

"Cindy, how did you learn to touch yourself?" Suzie
asked timidly.

I shrugged my shoulders.  "I just started doing it
and went from there."

"Does it really feel as good as you guys say it does?"

"Yeah, it's wonderful."

"What do you think about?"

"I don't know, just something sexy.  I used to dream
about how it would be to have a boy touching me, but
now..."

"Do you think about Jen?"

"Yeah, I think about her all the time, Suzie.  I know
you probably don't understand, but I really love her."

"I understand, Cindy, I really do.  I can tell by
looking at you guys."  Suzie took a deep breath.  "I
wish I was a brave as you and Jen are.  You guys care
so much about each other that you don't care who knows
it.  I'm all weird because I'm skinny and flat.  Boys
don't even look at me."

"So what, Suzie?  Who cares what the boys at school
think about you?  Look, I've just recently learned
that the most important thing is how you feel about
yourself.  If someone doesn't like it, fuck em."

Suzie giggled.  "That would be nice-at least I think
it would."

"What, do you want to have sex with a boy, Suzie?"

"Yeah, but not really.   I just wish a boy wanted to
have sex with me."

Without thinking, I put my arm around Suzie's waist
and held her to my side.  I felt her body react,
tightening under my hand.

"Don't worry, you'll find a guy that likes you."

I released her and we walked along the sidewalk.
When we reached Suzie's street, we said goodbye and I
headed home.  When I got close to the house, I saw a
van in the driveway with a boat on top of it.

"Hi, Cindy, isn't this great?" Kirk said as I walked
beside the van.

I looked at the van and then saw the collapsed camper
behind it.  Looking up, I saw the boat on top of our
new van.

"The outboard is in the back of the van, Cin, want to
see it?"

"Sure, Kirk, although I don't have any idea what I'll
be looking at."

I couldn't remember the last time my brother had been
so excited about something as he was about the boat
and motor.  He opened the back doors of the van and
pointed to the black outboard motor.  He began telling
me all about it and how it worked.

After we looked at the motor for a few moments, Kirk
closed the door and locked it.  We went into the house
and I greeted my parents.  Mom asked how things went
at school and if I was okay.

I took off my backpack, parked it on the floor and
sat at the table.  "Things went fine, Mom.  It was
like any other day at school.  I kind of expected some
the kids to say something, but no one seemed to notice
Jen and me."

"Is that good or bad, Cindy?" Mom asked.

Shrugging my shoulders, I replied, "I don't know.  I
guess I wanted everyone to know how I feel about Jen."

"I know, but the most important thing is how you two
feel about each other."

"You're right, Mom.  By the way, would you mind
picking Jen up on the way to the gym?  She wants to
watch me practice."

Mom smiled and nodded.  I grabbed a snack and headed
for my room.  Once I was in my bedroom, I took off my
school clothes and put on a pair of jeans and a top.
I was straitening the top when I heard a knock on my
door.

"Cindy, can I come in for a minute?" Kirk said from
behind my door.

"Sure, come in."

Kirk came in and looked around my room.  He hadn't
been in my bedroom in a long time and seemed to be
interested in the posters on the walls and other
things.  He stood quietly watching me pull my leotards
out of my drawer and put them in my small duffle bag.

"Did you and Jen have any troubles today?"

"No, Kirk, no one bothered us at all.  It looked like
you and Martin have some things in common."

"Yeah, he's into a lot of the same things I am, Cin."

I turned around and looked at Kirk.  "You do know
Martin is gay, don't you?"

Kirk nodded.  "Yeah, I knew he was, but Martin told
me anyway."

"Are you okay with it?"

Kirk laughed nervously and nodded.  "He's a real nice
guy, Cin.  I don't care if he's gay or not."

"Martin didn't hit on you, did he?"

Kirk laughed.  "No, he didn't hit on me and he said I
didn't have to worry about it.  Cindy, I think he's
happy to have a friend.  He told me that the kids at
school were very cruel and called him names."  Kirk
took a deep breath.  "I sort of feel sorry for him."

I took a pair of cotton panties and a sport-bra out
of my drawer and put them in my bag.  I didn't think
it would be a good idea to wear a thong under my
leotard.

"Are you and Martin going to be friends, Kirk?"

"I don't know.  I just met him.  Martin wants to go
to the library.  He's really into philosophy and Ayn
Rand."

"Are you going to go?"

"Yeah, I think so.  I'm interested in those things
too.  Besides, he said he wanted to learn about
fishing."

I giggled.  "That would be nice, you need a friend,
Kirk.  You're still going to teach me to fish, aren't
you?"

"Sure, anytime you want me to."

Mom called us for dinner and we left my room.  My
brother and I took our normal seats at the table and
waited for mom to finish putting the food down.  Dad
came in, sat at the head of the table and began
passing the dishes.

During dinner, Dad and Mom talked about the camper
and the places they wanted to go.  Kirk told them he
was starting drivers training and would be late three
day a week until the class was over.  The chatter went
on until I spoke up.

"Mom, can you take me to the doctor so I can get
birth control pills?" I said.

The chatter stopped and when I looked up, Mom, Dad
and Kirk were all staring at me.  I felt the blood
rushing to my cheeks when it dawned on me just what
I'd said.

"I-um, I was told they would help with my periods," I
quickly said.

My dad exhaled so loud Mom chuckled.  Mom smiled at
me and nodded.

"I can make an appointment for you, Cindy."  Mom
laughed.  "You kind of shocked me, Cindy."

"Sorry, I guess I wasn't thinking.  I guess I should
have waited until we were alone to talk about it, huh?'

"Well, I think you may have startled your father and
brother," Mom replied.

I giggled.  "They know how I am at that time of the
month.  I think every one knows I can be a real bit...
you know."

Dad and Kirk laughed.  "You can be a bit testy,
Cindy," Dad said.

"Testy, she can be downright nasty," my brother said.
"She's snapped at me more than once."

"You guys don't have a clue, do you?  It can be very
painful for a woman, not to mention the way we feel
emotionally."  Mom looked at me and smiled.

We finished eating and I helped Mom clear the table.
We said goodbye to Kirk and my dad and left for my
gymnastics practice.  Mom drove to Jen's house and
waited while I ran to the door and rang the bell.
When Jen opened the front door, she invited me in.

"I just have to grab my jacket, Sweetie," Jen said
and then kissed me quickly.  "Would you mind if my mom
came too?  She said she would like to watch you."

"That would be great, Honey.  Hurry though, I don't
want to be late."

Jen left me standing in the foyer and went to get her
mom.  When they returned, we went to the car and got
in.  Jen's mom got in front and Jen and I got into the
backseat.

"Hi, Kim, I hope you don't mind me inviting myself to
go with you tonight.  Jenny told me about Cindy's
gymnastics and I wanted to see her," Mrs. Harris said.

"I don't mind at all, Carol, glad to have you along."
Mom pulled out of the drive and headed to the gym.
"It'll be nice to have someone to talk to other than
the other moms, they can be so catty at times."

Mom drove to the gym, parked the car and we went
inside.  I headed to the locker room to change while
Mom, Mrs. Harris and Jen found seats in the bleachers.
When I came out wearing my leotard, Jen's eyes lit up
and she smiled at me.  I went over to Jen, handed her
my towel and smiled back.

For the next fifteen minutes, I stood on a mat with
the other girls and warmed up.  After stretching and
twisting, I sat on the mat and spread my legs.  I
leaned forward, grabbed my feet and pressed my chest
into the mat between my legs.  I glanced up at Jen and
saw her staring at me.

I decided to show off a little.  Once I was limber, I
sat on the mat and put my ankles behind my head.  I
put my hands on the mat, unhooked my legs and went
into a handstand, opening my legs until they were
parallel to the floor.  I lowered myself and went into
the splits, my legs out to my sides first and then one
in front of me; the other in back.

After standing, I went to where Jen and her mom were
sitting with my mom.  I took my towel from Jen, wiped
my face and sat down to catch my breath.

"I can't believe how muscular your legs are, Cindy,"
Jen said.  "I never saw your muscles like that before."

"I know, they get this way when I pump up.  I
normally don't like the way they look when I'm working
out, they look like guys legs," I said.

"That's nonsense, Cindy," Mrs. Harris said.  "I'd
kill for a pair of legs like yours."

"At least my arms and upper body aren't as big as the
girls that work on the bars are," I said.

"What events do you do, Cindy?" Mrs. Harris asked.

"I do floor exercises and the balance beam."

Mom pushed her chest our, acting proud that Mrs.
Harris was so interested in me.  "Cindy has worked
very hard for a long time to get as good as she is,
Carol.  We're all very proud of her."

Jen looked at me and said, "I'm proud of you too,
Sweetie."

My coach called me and I got up and ran over to her.
She told me to get ready for my balance beam routine
and what she wanted me to do.  I waited until the girl
that was on the beam to do her dismount.

Once the balance beam was free, I began my routine.
My movements were almost flawless as I went through
the required moves before doing a few optional moves.
When I dismounted, I could hear Mom, Jen and Mrs.
Harris clapping.  My coach shook her head at me and
smiled.

"Cindy, you seem inspired tonight."  She glanced
where my mom was sitting.  "Are you trying to do well
for someone special?"

I nodded.

"Are those people relatives?" the coach asked.

I swallowed, shook my head and pointed.  "That's my
girlfriend and her mom with my mom.  This is the first
time they've seen me perform."

The coach nodded and said, "Well, I hope you bring
them to the meet.  If you do as well as you just did,
you could take the gold."

"Thanks, Miss. Becker, I'll do my best for you and
the team."

"I'm sure you will, Cindy."

I went to the bleachers and sat next to Jen.  She
handed me the towel and giggled.

"You were marvelous, Cindy.  I've never really
watched gymnastics, but I have a feeling I'm going to
start."  Jen leaned close and whispered.  "You just
have to teach me how do some of those things."

I giggled and nodded.  Apparently our moms heard Jen
too, because they both chuckled.  After resting for a
few minutes, I left to do my floor routine.  When the
music began to blare through the speakers, I staged
and then ran across the mat.

Like the balance beam, my floor routine was the best
I'd ever done.  I stuck every landing and kept myself
tucked for every roll.  When I went into the splits, I
drove my crotch down onto the mat and kept my toes
pointed.  I felt like I was weightless as I tumbled,
rolled and danced on the mat.  When I finished, I
noticed the entire team was standing and watching.

They all started to applaud and cheer as I stood with
my arms stretched above my head.  I looked over to
where Jen was sitting and saw that Mom, Jen and her
mom were on their feet.  They were clapping and
cheering too.

My coach came over to me and hugged me.  She told me
about two faults and said I needed to perfect them.  I
nodded and told he I would try.

"Trying isn't going to cut it, Cindy, you have to do
it.  You're very close to being the best on the floor
that I've ever trained and I won't accept 'I'll try'-
got it?"

"Yes, Miss. Becker.  I'll do it!"

"That's my girl.  Now go get a water and take a rest.
I want to work on a few things with you before we're
finished tonight."

When I got to where Jen was sitting, she sprang off
the bleacher and threw her arms around me.  I hugged
her back and felt her lips on my neck.  Jen kissed me
lightly and hugged me tight.

"Wow!  That was the most amazing thing I've ever
seen, Cindy.  You are so good!" Jen said.

"It was pretty good, but my coach said I have a few
things to work on," I said.

Jen let go of me and I sat down.  She held my hand
and I looked over at Mom.

"It's your neck and toes again, Cin.  Your head
wasn't always straight and sometimes you forgot to
point your toes," Mom said.

I nodded, put the towel over my shoulders and let it
hang down over my boobs.  "Coach said I need to work
on a few things, I'll bet that's what she saw too."

"I thought it was perfect, Kim," Mrs. Harris said.

"Cindy was good, but not perfect.  After watching her
for so many years, I've learned to pick up on the
faults," Mom said.

Jen giggled and said, "Cindy doesn't have any faults."

Mom and Mrs. Harris chuckled.  "Not that kind of
fault, Jen," Mom said.  "Faults are mistakes made
during her routines."

Mary Jo, one of my team mates, came over and said,
"Hi, Cindy, hi, Mrs. Walker.  You really nailed the
floor tonight, Cindy."

"Hi, Mary Jo.  This is my girlfriend Jennifer and her
mom, Mrs. Harris," I said.  "Thanks, I had inspiration
tonight."

Mary Jo said hello to Jen and her mom.  "What ever it
was, I hope you keep it for the meet."

I put my hand on Jen's knee and rubbed her.  "I plan
on bringing my inspiration to the meet, Mary Jo."

"Cool, by the way, coach wants to see you," Mary Jo
said.

I followed Mary Jo toward the mat.  She stopped me
before we got there and asked, "Is Jen a friend that's
a girl or a girlfriend?"

"Jen is my girlfriend."

"Cool, I didn't know you were gay, Cindy."

"Neither did I.  In fact, I don't really know if I
am.  Jen is the only person I've ever been with.  I
have never gone out with a boy."

Mary Jo giggled.  "Neither have I.  I've known I was
gay ever since I was twelve or so."

"Really?  Do you have a girlfriend?"

"Yeah, Shannon." Mary Jo pointed into the bleachers
and a cute redhead girl waved at us.  "We've been
together for over a year now."

"Do other people know or do you keep it a secret?"

"Some of the kids at my school know about us, but not
everyone.  We don't hide it, but we don't flaunt it
either."  Mary Jo grinned and said, "Maybe we could
double sometime."

I was taken by surprise when Mary Jo asked if Jen and
I wanted to go out sometime.  She was a senior and a
few years older than me.

"Really?  Wow, I'd love to, Mary Jo, thanks for
asking.  When?"

"I don't know, one of these days.  I have your number
and I'll give you a call.  Shannon and I like to go to
a dance club we know about, it's for teens like us."

"Are there a lot of girl that are lesbian?"

"More than you'd think, Cindy.  There are a lot of
gay guys at the club too."

The coach called and Mary Jo and I scurried over to
her.  We stood and listened as the coach told us what
she wanted us to do during the last half hour of
class.  She told me I had to work on keeping my neck
straight and toes pointed during my jumps and asked me
to concentrate on them.

Mary Jo went to the uneven parallel bars and began
working on her dismount.   I watched her for a moment
and then worked on my own problems.  The time passed
quickly and the coach blew her whistle to announce the
end of the session.  On my way to the locker room, I
stopped to get my towel from Jen.

"I'll be right back, I just have to shower and get
dressed," I told Jen.

"Okay, hurry up," Jen told me and then she grinned
and mouthed, "I love you.'

"I love you too, Sweetie," I said loud enough for
anyone that was listening to hear me.

When I turned to walk away, I felt Jen smack my butt.
I stopped, looked at her and grinned.  Mom and Mrs.
Harris had gone to talk to a few of the other parents
so Jen and I were alone.  My bottom smarted from her
smack, but I enjoyed the heat.  I turned around and
stepped close to Jen.

"Was I a bad girl?"

"No, why?"

"Well, you spanked me so I thought I was bad."  I
grinned at Jen.

"I just gave you a smack, not a spanking."

I giggled and moved my mouth to Jen's ear.  "If I was
bad, would you spank me?"

Jen shook her head.  "I could never do anything to
hurt you, Sweetie."

I kissed Jen and ran off to get showered and changed.
While I was in the locker room, I couldn't help notice
Mary Jo as she headed to the shower.  I quickly
stripped off my leotard, panties and bra; leaving them
on the bench by the locker I was using that night.
Without being too obvious, I headed for the shower room.

Mary Jo saw me walk in and smiled.  She used her head
to beckon me over to her and I walked across the wet
floor, keeping my eyes locked with hers.  We stood
next to each other and shampooed our hair.  After
rinsing my hair I started to wash my body.  I was
facing away from Mary Jo as I bent over to soap my
legs.  I felt her hand on my back and straightened up.
I spun around with my fists clinched.

"You can wash my back too," Mary Jo said.

I didn't respond and then looked in Mary Jo's eyes.
I guess she could tell I was confused and upset.

"Look, Cindy, I'm not hitting on you or anything.
I'm in love with Shannon and I'm not interested in
anyone else.  I know you're new to this, but you'll
find you need friends, friends that understand."

"I'm sorry.  It just shocked me when I felt you touch
me, Mary Jo."  I moved behind her and began washing
her back.

When I finished, Mary Jo turned around and thanked
me.  I felt foolish for having reacted the way I did,
but it didn't seem to bother Mary Jo.  Finished in the
shower, we left and went to get dressed.  I usually
took time to do my hair, but tonight I was anxious to
get back to Jen and just pulled it into a ponytail.

"See you later, Mary Jo," I said.

"Okay, Cindy, I'll call you and we'll all go out."

I left and went back into the gym.  Jen was standing
with her mom and mine, talking to a couple other
women.  I walked over to them, put my hand on Jen's
hip and rubbed her.

"Are you ready to go?" I asked my mom.

"Yes, good practice tonight, Cindy," Mom said.

We left the gym and went to the car.  Once we were on
our way, I leaned over and whispered into Jen's ear,
telling her about Mary Jo asking us to double with her
and Shannon.  Jen seemed excited and I decided to ask
Mom.

"Mom, you know Mary Jo Carter, don't you?" I said.

Mom laughed.  "Of course I do, Cindy.  You two have
been together in gymnastics for years."

"She asked if Jen and I could go out with her
sometime, her and her girlfriend Shannon.  She said
there was a really cool teen dance club we could go to."

"I don't know, Honey.  You're still a little young to
be going out on dates," Mom said and then looked at
Mrs. Harris.  "What do you think, Carol?"

"I agree, they are a little young, but I'd think
about it if I knew a little more about where they
would be going," Mrs. Harris said.  "I guess it isn't
much different than a school dance."

"Mary Jo said it's a club for kids that are-you
know," I said.

Mom and Mrs. Harris chuckled.  "I'll give Mary Jo's
mom a call and see what she says about the club.
Maybe you two can go sometime if she says it's a nice
place."

I bounced on the seat next to Jen and held her hand.
We both giggled, the idea of being able to go out on a
real date together exciting to both of us.

"I'd really like to go, Mom," Jen said.  "Please?"

"We'll see, Jenny, I'm not saying you can or can't
go.  Let's wait and see what Mrs. Walker finds out
about the club," Mrs. Harris said.

Mom pulled into Jen's driveway and parked the car.
Jen's mom asked us in for tea, but Mom said we had to
go so I could do my homework.  I assured her I had
finished everything at school and asked her if we
could go in for a few minutes.

"I suppose, as long as you're sure you don't have any
work to finish," Mom said.

I opened the door, got out and waited for Jen to
follow me.  We went into the house and into the
kitchen with Mom and Mrs. Harris.  Jen's mom put on
the teakettle and Jen got sodas for her and me.  We
went to Jen's room, taking our Cokes with us.

Once we were in her room, Jen and I began to hug and
kiss.  She gripped my butt and pulled me close to her
as her tongue probed my mouth.  When we broke our
kiss, we both gasped for air.

"Watching you made me so horny," Jen said and then
kissed my neck.  "I wish you could spend the night
with me."

"So do I, Sweetie, I want to make love to you so bad."

"Tell me about Mary Jo, did you know she was gay?"

"No, I didn't.  She has been a friend for years, at
least in gymnastics."  I looked into Jen's eyes and
smiled.  "When we were taking our showers, Mary Jo
washed my back and I washed hers."

Jen looked devastated, but I quickly assured her
nothing happened.  "Jen, she said she's in love with
Shannon.  She also said that we needed to have friends
that understood.  Sweetie, I would never do anything
to hurt you, I love you way too much."

Leaning against me, Jen gave me a hug.  I pushed her
back a bit, kissed the tears off her cheeks and then
kissed her lips.  My hands moved to her breasts and I
massaged them as we shared a tender kiss.  Jen moaned
into my mouth and then she moved her lips from mine.
Reaching down, she lifted her top and gave me access
to her bra-covered boobs.

"I'm sorry for acting like that, Cindy, I love you
too.  I love you so much I hurt inside sometimes."

"You don't have a thing in the world to worry about,
Jen.  I don't want anyone but you.  When Mary Jo
started to wash my back, I almost hit her."  I moved
my hands from her chest to her back and hugged her to
me.  "Jen, Honey, I wasn't going to tell you about
Mary Jo, nothing really happened, but I don't want any
secrets between us.  If I didn't tell you and you
found out, it would have been worse than it is.  I
don't ever want to hurt you."

"I don't want to hurt you or be hurt by you, Cindy.
Thanks for being open and honest with me."

In a high-pitched voice, I said, "I've been bad,
maybe I deserve a spanking."  I put my finger against
my cheek and screwed it back and forth, acting like a
little girl.

Jen giggled.  "Maybe I should spank your cute little
ass, Cindy."

I giggled and moved away from Jen.  She reached out,
grabbing my arm before I could escape.  "Come here
young lady, I think you need to be punished for being
so bad."

"I'm sorry, please don't spank me.  I'll never do it
again, I promise."  I tried half heartedly to pull away.

Jen pulled me to the bed, sat down and draped me
across her legs.  She put her hand on my bottom and
began rubbing me.

"Please don't make me pull my pants down," I said,
trying not to laugh.

Jen giggled and told me to stand up.  When I did, she
reached for the snap on my jeans and popped it open.
As she lowered my zipper, Mom called for me.

"Shit!" I said and pulled up the zipper on my jeans.

Jen looked at me and asked, "What's with this
spanking thing?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I snapped my pants and
fixed my top.  "I don't know, when you smacked my butt
before, it kind of turned me on.  I guess it's just
something I want to try."

"Cindy, I'm not sure I want to do it, I might hurt
you."

I hugged Jen and then kissed her.  "Okay, if you
don't want to, we won't."

Mom called for me again and Jen and I left her room.
We went to the living room and after saying goodbye to
Jen and her mom, Mom and I left for home.  During the
ride, Mom talked about my practice and how well I did.

The next day at school was just like the one before.
No one really paid any attention to Jen and me.  We
ate lunch with Kathy, Suzie, Martin and my brother.
Jen and I passed out invitations to the kids we wanted
to go to the party.  After school, Jen had to go right
home to do something with her mom so we agreed to talk
on the telephone later.  After a firm hug and a few
chaste kisses, we parted.

"Hey, Cindy," Jen said as she was leaving, "why don't
you call that girl from your gymnastics team and
invite her to the party?"

"Okay, I'll call Mary Jo when I get home.  Talk to
you later, Jen."  We waved and walked away in opposite
directions.

**** To be continued. ****

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