MY SISTER’S KEEPER
PART THREE
By Mavis Applewater
For disclaimers, see Part One.
A special thank you goes out to my beta reader Joanne.
As always this is for Heather.
CHAPTER THREE
Jenny was trying to understand what was going on in her
still muddled mind. She’d
just tried to kiss Lizzie!
“I’m sorry,” Jenny muttered as Lizzie busied herself
in the kitchen. She didn’t
think that the blonde could hear her.
“I must still be feeling the Jagermeister,” she lied to
herself.
“You should try to eat something,” Lizzie
said as she stepped out of the kitchen.
Jenny’s face paled at the mere thought of
food. “I don’t think
so,” the policewoman choked.
Lizzie leaned against the doorframe with her arms folded across her
chest staring out the living room window.
Jenny leaned back against the wall and watched the rain falling. She didn’t want to talk about the
closeness the two women had just shared or about the past. Jenny felt numb and she didn’t
want to think about any of it. The
constant patter of the rain wouldn’t allow her the freedom to just shut
out her memories. The rain had
brought them together and had driven them apart.
Despite all of the turmoil she now had to face she
would never regret that night. It
had permanently etched a memory in her mind that she vowed to take to her
grave. It had all begun that
morning when they were barely sixteen.
The two girls had just passed their learner's permit tests. They’d decided to celebrate with
breakfast at Dante’s, the local diner. Despite the fact that it still wasn’t quite noon, the
teenagers had passed on having the usual breakfast fare and had settled on hot
fudge sundaes instead.
Being typical teenage girls they chatted endlessly
about their future. They planned to
save their money and buy a car together, not realizing that their parents would
never go for the idea. All they
could understand was that soon they would be able to drive. Haven was a small town where the only
hot spot was Dante’s. They
couldn’t wait to break the barriers and escape.
While they devoured their ice cream Jenny
couldn’t help but steal shy looks at her best friend. Lizzie and she had known one another
since kindergarten. They’d
met at the local park. Jenny had
been sitting in the sandbox and Robby had been pouring sand over her head. The tiny dark-haired child was crying
for her mother who was off with another parent. Suddenly a small blonde girl stomped over and punched Robby
right in the face. Lizzie was her
hero from that moment on.
Unfortunately her violent actions caused a flurry
of activity from the other parents.
Jenny managed to explain to her mother that the blonde had saved her
from Robby’s evil clutches.
And the two girls had been joined at the hip from that moment on. They joined the brownies together, got
caught smoking behind the gym, and almost every weekend of their short lives
had slept at one or the other’s home. They would spend all day at school together and then the
moment they got off the school bus they would rush to the telephone to call
each other. Jenny could still hear
her father asking what they could possibly have left to say to each other.
The only problem was that for Jenny things were
beginning to change in the most confusing fashion. Somewhere around the time Jenny’s height shot up, her
body started reacting in the oddest way when she was around her best
friend. Jenny didn’t
understand what was happening to her.
Now when she would hug Lizzie her body felt a strange stirring inside of
her.
They started holding hands like they’d done
when they were little. Only now it
felt different and the teenagers were careful not to do it when anyone else was
around. At the time Jenny
couldn’t understand what these strange new feelings meant. All she knew was that she was suddenly
craving more. It was an
unexplainable feeling that would suddenly overcome her. She couldn’t understand just what
else she desired from her friend or why she would become jealous if Lizzie
spent her time with anyone else.
Her emotions had been tearing her apart and she
came up with the idea of buying a car together. Somehow she felt the newfound freedom would give them more
time together. Jenny could still
recall how her stomach clenched as she watched Lizzie lick the ice cream from
her spoon. It was one of those
times when she felt the uncontrollable urge to kiss Lizzie. She never understood where the idea had
sprung from. It was the same fiery
emotion that would surge up from deep inside of her that made her want to touch
Lizzie.
Being typical teenagers they spent the rest of
their day just walking around and talking. They were so wrapped up in doing nothing that they lost
track of the time. When night
began to fall they headed to the Jacobs’ home. When the rain started they didn’t care. They began to push and shove one
another as they splashed in the puddles.
They were young and didn’t have a care in the world. The only problem was that Jenny’s
body would tingle whenever Lizzie brushed against her.
By the time they entered Jenny’s home, her
body was trembling and it wasn’t from the rain. “Where are the folks?” the small blonde
inquired.
“They went to some kind of fund raiser; they
won’t be back for hours,” Jenny answered as the two of them raced
up the staircase to her bedroom.
“We’re drenched,” Jenny remarked. “I may never be dry again,”
she teased as she felt the strange dampness gathering in her jeans.
“I know,” Lizzie answered brightly as
she brushed back her long blonde hair.
“We really should get out of these wet clothes and dry off.”
Jenny had swallowed hard as she watched Lizzie pull
her shirt over her head. She
couldn’t stop herself from watching Lizzie as she tossed the shirt onto a
chair. It wasn’t the first
time they’d gotten undressed in front of one another; it was the strange
pulsation coursing through Jenny’s body that made this night
different. Jenny’s heart was
racing as Lizzie stood there in her bra and jeans. The only light in the room came from the small table lamp
sitting beside her bed. The sight
of Lizzie’s half-naked body sent Jenny into a panic. She was thankful for the darkness
that hid her in the shadows, knowing that her face had turned a deep shade of
crimson.
“I’ll get some towels,” she
managed to stammer out.
Jenny’s body failed to move as she watched
Lizzie reach behind her back and unhook her bra. The site of her best friend’s firm full breasts
swaying slightly was too much for the tall brunette to withstand. Jenny forced herself out of the room
and into the bathroom. Luckily for
Jenny she had her own bathroom off her bedroom. As she braced herself against the wall, she wondered if
Lizzie would simply leave if she cowered in there long enough.
“Fat chance,” she muttered to
herself. If only she could stop
shaking. At the time she
hadn’t understood why she was acting like a coward. She only knew that she had to somehow
gain control over herself. She
wasn’t certain of just what it was that she was afraid of. It wasn’t Lizzie. She was frightening herself. She was terrified. If Lizzie found out what she was
thinking, she would lose the blonde forever.
Finally Jenny regained a modicum of self control,
grabbed a handful of clean towels, and stepped bravely out of the
bathroom. She found Lizzie bent
over, wrestling with the wet laces of her sneakers. Jenny felt her legs shaking and she was certain that she
would simply collapse onto the floor.
She fought to remain standing as she stared at Lizzie’s breasts
bathed in the moonlight. At least
she thought it was the moonlight.
More than likely it was the glow of the table lamp and not the
moonlight. But in Jenny’s
memory it would always be the moonlight glistening across the youthful form of
her love.
Lizzie finally freed herself of her sneakers and
drenched socks and stood. She
shook out her long blonde hair.
The motion of Lizzie’s breasts had mesmerized Jenny as they swayed
gently. Jenny swallowed hard as
Lizzie stood there with her emerald eyes shimmering through the darkness. Lizzie reached out her hand, slowly
seeming to beckon Jenny closer.
Shyly Jenny stepped closer and it was then that Lizzie broke the magical
spell that she was casting over Jenny’s heart. “Towel?” was all that the blonde said.
Jenny’s heart sank as she tossed a towel to
Lizzie. She had to throw the
fluffy beast since she was far too afraid to get any closer to Lizzie. Her heart was racing and her hands
shook uncontrollably. Once again
she found herself fighting to regain her composure. She reached for the buttons on her blouse. Battling to at least look normal, Jenny
struggled to free those damn buttons.
She just needed to stop her hands from shaking and she would be fine. She was on the verge of tears as the
buttons refused to yield.
“Here, let me help you,” Lizzie said softly
as she stepped over to her and slowly began to undo each button. With each one, Jenny was certain that
her heart would explode. She felt
it pounding uncontrollably in her chest; never before had the teenager felt her
heart beating so fast or so hard.
Her mind was racing, fearful that Lizzie would somehow know what she was
thinking. If Lizzie discovered her
secret then she would most certainly be disgusted by Jenny’s thoughts and
their friendship would be over.
Then it happened. Lizzie unbuttoned the last button that was exposed and the
blonde didn’t step away.
Instead she reached down and undid the copper button of Jenny’s
jeans. Then she gently lowered the
zipper. Nothing this intimate had
transpired between them before.
Jenny’s mind was swimming in confusion as her body ignited.
Lizzie freed the tails of Jenny’s blouse from
her well-fitting jeans. Then she
undid the lower buttons of the blouse.
Lizzie didn’t look at Jenny as she reached up and lowered
Jenny’s blouse off her shoulders.
Jenny’s skin was tingling as her damp blouse slid down her
arms. Lizzie seemed to be
breathing heavily as she dropped the wet garment to the floor.
Jenny failed to notice that Lizzie’s heart
was also beating out of control.
She was breathing far too heavily herself and hiding her face from her
friend. When Lizzie did finally
look up and their eyes met, Jenny saw the same flushed confused expression that
she possessed. Lizzie’s face
was a mirror of her own. Lizzie
felt the same way! She wanted what
Jenny wanted.
Lizzie slid her arms around Jenny’s waist,
sliding her strong hands up and around Jenny’s long back. Never taking her sparkling green eyes
off of Jenny, Lizzie gently unhooked the clasp of Jenny’s bra. Jenny once again swallowed hard,
curious as to why her mouth was suddenly so dry. Lizzie slid Jenny’s bra down, across her long arms,
until it fell to the floor next to her blouse.
Feeling suddenly exposed, Jenny broke the tender
gaze the two shared. Lizzie
reached up and gently swept the damp brunette hair from Jenny’s
brow. The feel of Lizzie’s
fingers warmed her skin and she found herself turning to look back at the
blonde. They leaned into one
another, neither of them making the first move. The two girls simply moved in unison as their arms wrapped
around one another.
Their lips brushed with a soft tremble. Their first kiss happened so quickly,
and before either of them could understand what had happened, they kissed
again. The second kiss exploded
into a fiery passion. Their thighs
slipped between the other’s legs and they began to sway in rhythm as
their wetness coated the other’s thigh. Lizzie tugged insistently on Jenny’s lower lip. Jenny’s lips parted as
Lizzie’s tongue slid inside her mouth.
Up until that moment in time, Jenny had only dreamt
of holding Lizzie and kissing her.
Her self-control had prevented her from wishing for more. Now she wanted so much more.
As their lips parted they were left standing there,
breathing heavily. Their bodies
were so close that Jenny could feel the rapid beating of Lizzie’s
heart. Lizzie lowered her arms and
took a small step back. Jenny
panicked, fearful that Lizzie now hated her for what she had just done. Or perhaps she was simply a lousy
kisser, or Lizzie thought that she was some kind of freak? Jenny was certain that Lizzie was about
to bolt out of the room and that she would never see her again. Her youthful mind conjured up those and
a thousand other fears.
Lizzie quieted them all when she took Jenny’s
hand and led her across the room to the bed. She lowered Jenny onto the bed. Neither of them spoke as Lizzie gently removed Jenny’s
wet shoes and socks. Jenny gasped
as Lizzie leaned over her and slid Jenny’s wet jeans off her body.
Lizzie stood there admiring Jenny’s
body. “Take yours off
too,” Jenny said in a voice that frightened her. There was something so different in her
voice; it was so sure and so very hungry.
“I want to see you naked, Lizzie,” she commanded. Lizzie smiled before obeying her instructions.
Lizzie lowered her body onto Jenny’s. The brunette moaned deeply as her
lover’s body touched her own for the first time. Their hearts raced uncontrollably as
their hungry lips met once again.
Lizzie’s lips parted, inviting Jenny in. Gasping as they broke apart, Lizzie leaned down and tenderly
began kissing Jenny’s neck.
She moved even closer to Jenny, pressing between Jenny’s quivering
thighs. Jenny groaned deeply as
her own thigh found its way between Lizzie’s legs.
They pressed against one another’s wetness as
their bodies began to move in rhythm.
They moved slowly at first before the passion exploded in a wild
frenzy. Jenny could feel Lizzie’s
breath against her ear as the blonde whispered in a deep inviting tone. “I want you, Jenny.”
“Yes, oh yes,” Jenny answered with a
moan.
Lizzie continued to kiss Jenny’s swan-like
neck, tracing her tongue down to her shoulders. Jenny could only whimper as Lizzie’s mouth moved to
her breast and captured Jenny’s breast. As Lizzie gently teased her nipple with her tongue and her
teeth, Jenny wondered how Lizzie knew what she needed. Jenny’s hips arched against
Lizzie’s firm thigh.
Driven by pure instinct, their bodies responded to
one another. Lizzie slid her hand
down Jenny’s long firm body.
Jenny’s body pulsated as Lizzie’s fingers shyly ran through
her damp curls. Jenny’s
desire grew even stronger as her lover dipped her fingers along her slick
folds. She clutched the
blonde’s shoulders as her fingers pressed against her aching center. “Lizzie,” she gasped in a
needy tone.
“Yes, Jenny. Yes,” her lover panted against her breast.
“I want you inside of me,” Jenny
moaned, not understanding where the words or the desire had come from. “I want you now,” she
pleaded hungrily.
Lizzie responded without hesitation. First with one finger and then a
second, she gently slid inside of Jenny’s wetness. Jenny felt the walls of her center closing
around Lizzie’s touch. Her
hips arched up off the bed as Lizzie plunged in and out of her. She was moaning and calling
Lizzie’s name over and over again, begging her not to stop. She whimpered as Lizzie’s mouth
abandoned her breast. The blonde
began to work her way down Jenny’s body, first to her ribs, then her
abdomen, and finally to her quivering thighs. Lizzie’s kisses grew more insistent as she worshipped
the inside of Jenny’s thighs.
Jenny opened her legs, inviting Lizzie’s
mouth to join her hand. A
delightful shudder passed through her as Lizzie’s tongue tasted her for
the first time, fumbling at first until it found its way to the spot that
neither of them knew existed.
“Yes. There,” she begged. Her hand pressed Lizzie’s head closer to her passion
as she begged for more. Lizzie
held her steady as her body thrust against her lover’s mouth. Jenny cried out as her body shook. The brunette’s body arched even
higher as her legs trembled wildly.
Her nerves were pushed to the breaking point as she felt her soul
explode.
Jenny collapsed on the bed as the waves trickled
through her. Lizzie rested her
head on her stomach, kissing her softly.
She whimpered as Lizzie’s touch left her center. Jenny felt alive as she pulled Lizzie
up to her. Kissing her lover
deeply, she rolled her onto her back.
Moving her mouth to Lizzie’s neck, she began to taste the
blonde’s skin. She kissed
her way down to Lizzie’s breasts.
Her tongue flickered across her lover’s already erect nipple. Jenny was amazed as the rose-colored
bud became more erect from her touch.
Jenny captured Lizzie’s nipple in her mouth
and suckled it greedily. Her body
pulsated as her lover’s body arched against her own. Jenny could feel her own excitement
growing as she hungrily feasted on one breast and then the other. She couldn’t hear her
lover’s words as she lost herself in her breasts.
Unable to contain herself any longer, she began to
work her way down Lizzie’s body.
She hungered to taste all of her lover. She licked and tasted her way lower and lower, her mouth and
tongue savoring every inch of Lizzie’s naked body. She could see and smell her
lover’s desire as she ran her fingers through the golden tufts of hair.
She gently parted Lizzie before taking her into her mouth, tasting her deeply
as she drank in her passion.
Lizzie moaned as Jenny’s tongue found it’s way deep inside
her center.
Jenny could feel Lizzie’s thighs quivering
against her as her body rose.
Lizzie whimpered as Jenny’s tongue departed her warmth. Her fingers soon replaced it and her
tongue fumbled until it found the quivering bundle begging for her touch. She suckled the button in her mouth as
her fingers slid in and out of Lizzie’s wetness. She could feel the walls closing around
her fingers as Lizzie screamed out.
She held her lover tightly and continued to pleasure her as
Lizzie’s body rose against her.
Lizzie cried out as her hips began to thrust in a wild rhythm.
Lizzie had screamed as she released her passion,
finally collapsing onto the bed.
Jenny could still remember how they’d held each other, exchanging
tender kisses until they drifted off to sleep. Even with the way their love had ended, Jenny still
couldn’t let go of the images of that night.
Now, seventeen years later, Jenny felt like death
warmed over as she looked out the window at the steadily falling rain. “Crappy weather,” Jenny
grumbled as she fought against the warmth that had invaded her body since her
mind decided to relive the night she gave away her innocence.
“I like the rain,” Lizzie responded
softly.
Jenny turned and flashed her former lover an amused
smirk. Lizzie just continued to
watch the rain fall. “So,
Sister, what brings you to Boston?” Jenny inquired tersely.
She watched as Lizzie’s body stiffened and her
jaw clenched. Jenny knew that her tone
had been harsh and that the blonde had been nothing but kind to her since
they’d been reunited a few short hours ago. Yet at that moment in time Jenny disliked every female on
the planet with the possible exception of Jodie Foster. ‘Hey, Jodie
would always be a hottie,’ she reasoned.
Jenny felt the room grow smaller as she watched Lizzie
just stand there in silence. She
could tell by the brilliant color in the blonde’s eyes that she was
angry. “I’m going to
take a shower,” Lizzie said softly as she finally shifted her position.
“Still running?” Jenny spat out bitterly.
“I never ran, Jenny,” Lizzie said softly
as she turned to face the brunette.
“I screwed up. I made
a mess of everything back then and I’m still doing it now. I’m here to see if I can get my
life back. I’m here to see
my family that I’ve only seen a handful of times since I was sent away.
“
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