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This story contains graphic depictions of sexual intercourse
between two women. If you are under eighteen, easily offended,
homophobic, pea brained, or otherwise hung up, seek out thy
entertainment elsewhere 'cause this just ain't your bag.
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The Diary Of Alyssa Browning  by The Reverend

Chapter Four


I should have told me father right away. The minute Cass and I
became more than friends I should have sat him down and
explained it to him. I owed my Dad the courtesy of telling him that
his daughter was in love with another woman. He deserved that
much. Anything would have been better than the way he found out. 

Our friends have been generally supportive of the fact that Cass and
I are an item. If anyone has a problem with it, they certainly aren't
showing it... at least not around us. Not that I expected our friends
to damn us to eternal hell the minute we made our relationship
public. It wouldn't have surprised me, though, to find myself on the
receiving end of one or two disapproving glances now and then. 

Maybe their blind acceptance lulled me into a sense of
complacency. I don't know. All I do know is that I mishandled one
of the most important junctures in my life. 

It started with a phone call. 

A relative I never knew existed until a month ago responded to one
of the many letters I had sent out inquiring about my mother. I have
to admit I'd begun to give up hope that I would ever find her. Time
and time again I my efforts met with disappointment. I really
couldn't understand how anyone could just vanish off the face of
the Earth without a trace. Someone had to know where she was. 

I don't think I would have made it through it all without Cass. She
was my anchor, constantly supportive. She'd find me crying and
hold me in her arms and tell me everything would be alright. For
some reason, when she said it I believed her. I don't know what I'd
do without out her. I don't want to find out, either. 

The phone call came around 6:00 P.M.. I'd just gotten out of the
shower and was about to call Cass when the phone rang. I thought
it might be Cass. I looked around and wondered if I should answer 
with something suggestive. Something told me not to. 

"Hello?" I answered. 

A pause. "Alyssa Browning, please, " a voice said, barely above a
whisper. The person on the other ended sounded old, ancient. I
couldn't tell if it was male or female.

"Speaking, " I said politely. 

Another pause. I wondered idly if it was an obscene phone call.
I still wondered if it was Cass. We'd never had phone sex and I
wouldn't have put it past her to call me up and ask me what I was
wearing, only to tell me the various things she'd like to stuff up my
pussy given half a chance. Now that's love.

"Are you still looking for your mother?" the voice asked. 

I felt a cold chill run up my spine. It definitely. wasn't Cass. She'd
never kid around about something like that. Ever. "Yes... " I said
hesitantly. 

Another, longer pause. It was really starting to creep me out. "You
don't know who this is, do you?" the voice asked. 

"No, " I admitted. 

"I'm your great-aunt Sylvia... Sylvia Carter. I got your letter today."

I took me a minute to place the name. Sylvia Carter was my
mother's father-in-law's sister. A distant relation to say the least.
Even my analytical mind had trouble keeping up with all the
branches in the family tree. I was really stretching to send her a
letter.

"Sure, " I said. "I remember writing you, now."

The voice on the other end of the phone breathed heavily. She
might have been taking a drag on a cigarette. Her voice was like
gravel. "I think the last time you saw me was when you were about
four months old."

I laughed. "Sorry... I don't remember."

Sylvia laughed. It was an ugly laugh, but a laugh nonetheless. "You
have your mother's sense of humor."

I stole a calming breath. "Really?"

"Yes, " Sylvia said. "It always got her into trouble."

"It gets me into trouble too, " I said. I couldn't believe this was
happening. "Do you know where she is?"

"Not exactly, " Sylvia said. "Last I heard she was in Seattle."

"When was that?" I asked. The anxiety welled in my chest making
me dizzy. It took every ounce of strength I had to ask that simple
question.

"Last year, " Sylvia said. "She called me on my birthday. She
Lorraine always said I was her favorite aunt. Anyway, that was the
last I heard of her."

"Oh, " I said. I tried not to sound disappointed. At least I knew my
mother was still alive. It was more than I knew the day before. I
chose my next question very carefully. "Did she say anything about
me?"

Another pause, longer than the others. "No."

I drew in a deep breath and released it slowly. "I see. I appreciate
your calling, aunt Sylvia. I hope we can stay in touch."

"So do I, dearie, " Sylvia said. "And I if hear anything, I'll let you
know." There was a softness in her voice I hadn't noticed before. "I
hope you find your mother."

"Thanks, " I said. "Goodbye." I hung up the phone and stood there
for a long time, not knowing exactly what I felt... or if I should feel
anything. I knew I needed to be with Cass, desperately. That was a
given. I was about to call her when the doorbell rang. I ran to the
door and opened it.

"Cass, " I gushed.

"Ally, " Cass said. "What's wrong?"

I told her. Cass opened her arms to me and I walked into her
embrace, letting her hold me. The feel of her strong arms around
me made me feel invincible, like nothing could ever hurt me. I didn't
realize I was crying until Cass brushed away the tears with the flat
of her thumb. 

"It's okay, Ally, " Cass whispered. "We're going to find her."

"She didn't even ask about me, " I sobbed. 

"Well, " Cass said. "That doesn't mean she wasn't thinking about
you."

"I know, " I said. "It's just... for a moment, I thought this was it.
You know?"

Cass trapped me in a bear hug. "Come on, how about if I take you
out to dinner. Would that make you feel better?"

I lifted my head and looked into her eyes. "Just being with you
makes me feel better." We looked at each other for a minute and
started laughing. 

"Is that the corniest thing I've ever said?" I asked. 

Cass giggled. "No... but it comes close."

"Sorry, " I said. "I guess being in love *does* make me sound like a
Hallmark card."

"I like it, " Cass said. 

I looked at her. "Really?"

Cass smiled. "Yes, really." She reached out and touched my cheek.
I captured her hand and held it against my face. "I really do love
you, Ally."

"I love you to, " I said. I've told her that a million times and I never
get tired of saying it. Even better, she never gets tired of hearing it.
"My folks are out for the evening, you know. Faculty dinner. Won't
be home till late. We have the house to ourselves."

"Really, " Cass purred. "Well, dear me. What could you and I
possibly do in the house all by ourselves?" She broken into a girlish
giggle. The sound of her laugh turned my legs to rubber. 

"I don't know, " I replied innocently. "You up to a game of
Yahtzee?"

"Well, " Cass said. "I was thinking more along of the lines of you
spread open and me lapping at your pussy like a kitten at a bowl of
milk... but Yahtzee sounds good."

I giggled. I had discovered recently that Cass loved to talk dirty to
me. It made me incredibly wet and she knew it. But then, she could
look at me and make me incredibly wet. "Oh, hell. I always lose at
Yahtzee anyway."

"Lapping?" she asked hopefully. 

I laughed even harder. "Lapping."

Cass smiled. I took her by the hand and led her up the stairs to 
my bedroom. We began to undress each other slowly, leisurely, like
we had all the time in the world. Sometimes we can't get naked fast
enough. Sometimes we don't even wait until we're completely
naked. We never know which one it's going to be until we actually
get out hands on each other. We might start out with good
intentions but then the passion overwhelms us and it's a mad dash
to get our faces into each other's pussy. I could tell from the way
she slowly undid each button on my blouse that it was going to be a
long and very enjoyable evening. 

Cass pushed back my blouse and let it slide off my shoulders. With
one hand, she deftly undid the clasp of my bra and pulled it away,
exposing my breasts. I moaned softly as she began massaging my
breasts ever so gently, using the heels of her palms for maximum
strength while she rolled my nipples between her fingers until they
stiffened. 

"Cass, " I whispered. 

"Shhh, " " Cass scolded playfully. She bent down and took my left
breast into her mouth, devouring the flesh with huge, open mouth
kisses. I rolled my head back, whining softly as she teased my
nipple with her tongue. She has so much power in her tongue it
makes me dizzy, whether it's in my mouth, against my breast, or up
my cunt. I ran my hands down her back, grabbing her ass. She
moaned through a mouthful of my tit and I continued, kneading the
solid flesh through the thick denim of her designer jeans. 

Cass started kissing my breast, working her way to my shoulder,
then up my neck. It was driving my crazy. She spent alot of time on
my neck. I knew there would be a hickey there in the morning and I
loved her for it. She kissed her way up my neck, moving to suck on
my ear lobe. 

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Cass whispered. 

As if she had to ask. "Yes, " I gasped. 

"This is how I'm going to lick your pussy, " Cass said. She swirled
her tongue in my ear. God, what strength! "Do you think you can
handle that?"

"Yes... " I breathed. "Please... "

She stepped back, taking me in with a glance. My breathing was
heavy and my naked breasts rose and fell with every labored breath.
I managed to smile and she grinned in response. We finished getting
undressed and climbed into bed. Cass was immediately on top of
me, kissing me deeply. Sometimes she straddles me on all fours and
sometimes she just lays on top of me. I love it when she lays on top
of me. I love the way her breasts feel touching mine. I love the way
her furry little pussy tickles mine. This time she straddled me on all
fours, giving her the upper hand. I didn't mind. I'd gladly give
myself to her completely. She isn't dominant; we usually take turns.
She wanted the pleasure of fucking me first and I was more than
willing to let her. Cass drew back to look at me. When she lifted
her head her breasts swayed back and forth just out of reach of my
tongue. I strained to reach them, to no avail. Cass laughed at my
eagerness, inching her way down so she could suck on my nipples
again. The other advantage to her laying on top of me is that she
can use her hands as well as her mouth on my tits. I love the feel of
her hands on my breasts. I took one of my own breasts into my
hand and began to massage it, the way Cass usually does. Her eyes
flared with arousal watching me squeeze my own breast, the supple
flesh oozing between my fingers. She bent down, the tip of her
tongue just grazing my erect nipple. I held my breast in place,
letting her attack it from all angles. God, she's amazing! By the time
she was through my nipples were so hard it almost hurt.

Cass kept making her way downward, planting a trail of nibbling
kisses down my belly. I could feel her breasts just graze my pubic
mound and it sent sparks shooting through my body. She moved
from side to side, letting her own erect nipples brush against my
budding nub of a clit. 

"Cass!" I cried. "Will you eat me already!"

She looked up at me, fire in her eyes. The look in her eyes rocked
me to the depth of my soul. God, how does she do that! She
scooched down until she was practically off the bed, her face now
only inches from my throbbing cunt. 

"Meow, " Cass grinned. She buried her face in my pussy, that
powerful tongue of hers driving me to the peak of ecstasy. She
licked up and down the length of my sex, first with long strokes of
her tongue, then with short stabs that had me clutching handfuls of
sheet. I was holding on for dear life... the way she was eating my
pussy would be the death of me, for sure. 

She had me whimpering in no time, crying, pleading, begging... I
needed to come so bad. My plaintive cries were falling on deaf ears;
I could tell she had absolutely no intention of letting up anytime
soon. She was completely absorbed by my pussy and I completely
lost track of time. I don't know how long she stayed between my
legs. An hour? Time had no meaning. It was amazing. I responded
to each stroke of her tongue with a combination of gasps and sighs. 

After what seemed like forever, Cass decided I'd suffered enough...
if you can call having your pussy eaten for an hour suffering. She
went to work on my engorged clit, teasing it with her tongue before
sucking it into her mouth. My God! I thought she was going to
swallow it! I came hard... I think even Cass was a little bit surprised
by the intensity of it. She quickly got over her initial shock, riding
out the storm as my juices splashed across her face. My hips bucked
wildly but she stayed right where she was, chewing on my clit until
I was reduced to a formless, quivering heap of jelly. 

She snaked her way up the bed to lay beside me, stroking my pussy
with her fingers as I shook off the last remnants of my orgasm.
"Feel better, honey?"

I looked at her and smiled. "Yeah... much." She brushed a stray
lock of hair from my face. 

"You are so beautiful, " Cass whispered. She leaned in and kissed
me, devouring my lips. I would have turned to mush if I hadn't been
reduced to a gelatinous state already. My mouth opened under hers,
accepting her tongue eagerly. Slowly, I felt my strength returning...
I don't know how. Cass was doing everything to suck the energy
right out of me through her kiss. Maybe it was the need to give as
good as I'd gotten that got me revved up. Or maybe it was the
thought of tasting her dripping wet pussy.   

I rolled on top of her, draping myself across her body. Cass let her
head drop back on the pillow, knowing what was about to happen
and eager for me to begin. I kissed her all over, from head to toe. I
didn't leave one part of her naked flesh untouched by my lips. She
squirmed anxiously on the bed, mewling softly as I kissed closer
and closer to the searing heat between her legs. I gingerly slid a
finger between the slick folds of her pussy, testing the waters. Cass
sucked in a lungful of air, releasing it slowly as I fingered her cunt
with first one then two fingers. I wanted to taste her so bad. I stuck
my face between her legs, inhaling the familiar smell of her arousal
as I finger-fucked her. Her scent made me lightheaded. I flicked my
tongue against her clit, causing her to moan softly. There was a cry
in her voice that drove me absolutely crazy. I toyed with her clit,
teasing it with the tip of my tongue while I continued to drive two
fingers up her pussy. 

"Oh yeah... " Cass murmured. "So good... "

"Get on all fours, " I said. 

She looked up at me, a smile creeping onto her face. Without a
word, she did as I told her, getting onto her hands and knees. She
wiggled her ass in my face, taunting me. I ran my hands across the
smooth rounds of her ass cheeks, and where my hands went my lips
naturally wanted to follow. I began kissing her, wanting more and
more to be inside her. I gently pulled apart her ass cheeks to expose
her puckering anus and immediately went to work, swirling my
tongue inside the tight opening. Cass cried out, whimpering softly
as I began a through exploration of her sphincter. 

"Yes, " Cass moaned. "Mmm... Ally... yes!" 

I licked my way from her asshole to her pussy, slobbering all over
her. Cass didn't seem to mind. She was even wetter than before.
Unable to control myself any longer, I rubbed my face in her cunt...
covering myself in her juices. I went wild, licking up and down the
length of her slit. Cass cried out sharply and I kept right at it, using
my fingers to massage her clit while determinedly sucking up every
last drop of her sweetness.

"Baby... " Cass squealed. "Oh, God... yes! Ooh, that's it! I'm going
to come all over your face!"

Hearing that pushed me over the edge. I grabbed her ass and thrust
my face forward, driving my tongue into her pussy as far as I could.
Cass cried out, her body shaking as she was overtaken by a string
of orgasms. I drank up every last one, refusing to pull away until I
was sure Cass had nothing left to give me. 

We both collapsed onto the bed. It was a long time before either of
us felt like moving. I crawled toward her and felt her arms around
me, her lips kissing the back of my neck. 

"I was thinking, " Cass began, nibbling my neck. 

I giggled. "When was this? Before or after I had my tongue up your
ass?"

"Hush, " Cass said. "Let me finish. If your mom was in Seattle last
year, she might have had a number listed. We can go to the library
tomorrow and find an old telephone book. Who knows?"

I nodded. "We can try, at least."

She kissed me again. I could feel her pushing away. "I should go."

"No, " I said. I turned to face her. "We haven't spent the whole
night together since that weekend. You remember that weekend,
don't you?"

Her face lit up. "How could I forget it?" 

"Please, " I said. "Stay with me. I want you to stay with me."

Cass put her arms around me. "It isn't a tough sell, Ally. I can't
think of any place I'd rather be."

I smiled, settling into her embrace. "Have I mentioned that I'm in
love with you?"

"Yes, " Cass whispered into my ear. "And you know what? I'm in
love with you, too. Now... let's get some sleep."

"Yes dear, " I sighed dreamily. 

I slept more soundly than I had in weeks. When I woke up the next
morning I was alone. I felt a surge of panic race through my body,
then I heard the bathroom door open and Cass walked out. She was
completely naked. I felt a familiar stirring inside. My God! Is there
any time of day I don't feel like screwing her?

"Sorry, " Cass said. "I didn't mean to wake you."

"It's okay, " I smiled. "It's kinda nice."

"Yeah, " Cass said. She climbed into bed and snuggled up behind
me. I could feel her pussy grinding into my ass. Her legs
intertwined with mine. 

"Hey, " I said. "Your feet are freezing!"

Cass nuzzled the back of my neck. "Oh, yeah? Maybe you can
warm them for me. I know how much you like my feet." She
started to laugh, her hot breath making the hair on my neck stand up
on end. 

"Oh, you're going to get it!" I laughed. I climbed on top of her,
straddling her leg. I bent down to kiss her and she raised her knee,
driving it against my pussy as I ravished her lips with my own. 

"Mmmm... " I purred. 

"Oh, you like that?" Cass said. 

"Love it, " I grinned. My hips were already moving of their own
accord and before I knew it I was riding her leg like a bitch in heat.
Cass laughed and I laughed right along with her, driving myself
against her knee. I was so engrossed in making love so early in the
morning that I didn't hear my bedroom door creak open. 

"Ally, honey, " I heard my Dad's voice say. "Are... you.... awake?"

I looked up to find my father standing in the doorway. If time
wasn't standing still, it was certainly moving at a snail's pace. He
was just standing there, wide eyed, mouth hanging open. A part of
me wanted to laugh at the absurdity of it all. There I was in mid-
hump and my father was staring back at me with this blank, deer-in-
the-headlight's expression. 

"Oh shit... " I said. 

Cass pulled the sheet up to cover her breasts."Hi... Professor
Browning."

My Dad was as pale as a ghost. "Uh... Good morning, Cassandra.
Haven't seen you in awhile. How're your folks?"

"Oh God, " I cried. I wanted to crawl into the corner and die. This
couldn't possibly be happening. I fell onto the bed and covered my
head with a pillow.

"What's all the commotion?" I heard Diane's voice calling from the
hall outside my room. "Steve, is Ally awake yet or- " I risked a
peek out from under the pillow and saw Diane standing just behind
my father. 

"Oh my, " Diane said. 

My dad cleared his throat. "Um, s-sorry to barge in like this. Uh,
excuse me." He hurried off. Diane stayed put, fixing me with a look
that I imagine sent her students running for cover. 

"Well?" Diane said finally. 

"I'll go talk to him, " I said. I slipped into a bathrobe and headed
downstairs. My dad was in his study, sitting behind his desk with a
cup of coffee and the morning paper. To look at him, you wouldn't
think he just caught his seventeen year old daughter fucking another
woman in the room upstairs. 

"Dad, " I said. "We need to talk."

He took a sip of coffee. "There's nothing to talk about. You're an
intelligent girl, a high school graduate with honors. I've raised you
to be responsible, I think. You're entitled to a private life." He never
once looked up from the paper. 

I sat down on the sofa. "Dad... I'm in love with another woman. I'm
in love with Cassandra. Isn't there anything you want to say?"

"Congratulations?" my dad asked. 

I gritted my teeth. I had that coming but I couldn't help being angry
for some reason. "Dad... god dammit. Be angry! Be disappointed!
Tell me you love me... tell me you hate me! Just don't be so fucking
patronizing!"

He looked up. "You being a lesbian I can deal with, but as an
English professor I won't tolerate that kind language." I saw now
that he was crying. I felt like my heart had just been ripped from my
chest. I went over and sat on his lap, throwing my arms around his
neck. I felt like I was five years old. 

"I'm sorry, " I whispered. "I'm really sorry." He seemed to hesitate a
minute, then I felt his arms around me. 

"It's okay, Ally, " he said, patting my back. "You know I love you.
And that's unconditional. I just need... some time to get used to
this."

"I know, " I said. "I should have told you sooner that I was
attracted to other women."

"Actually, " Dad said, "I was referring to the fact that you're having
sex."

"Dad!" I bawled. 

He laughed. That was a good sign. "Well... I just learned my little
girl is all grown up... and so is her best friend, apparently."

"Yeah, " I said. "She is."

"And you say you love her?"

I nodded. "I do. I really do." I looked into his eyes and saw alot of
things... hurt, confusion, sadness. Most of all I saw love. He still
loved me. I guess I shouldn't have been surprised by that but I was. 

"So you're okay with this?" I asked. 

He nodded slowly. "I don't know, Ally. That's the honest answer.
Maybe. I think so. But we're going to have to work on some
ground rules, young lady."

"Absolutely, " I said. "No walking into my room unannounced."

He threw back his head and laughed. "I was thinking... oh, never
mind. We can discuss it later. I *was* going to take you and Diane
out to breakfast. Would you like to invite your... girlfriend?"

I smiled. "Yes, Daddy. I would."

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