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attention as she sipped the sweet moscato .   Her first
real chance to look at Serena’s body as they stood under the shower water
thrust her right back into a whorl of shocking imaginations she never thought
would once again cross her mind.   Serena’s body was right there— right
there.
    And it was sexy.   Katie had never
felt such a surge, a rush at the sight of another woman before, even Serena.   Even when they were teenagers, with hormones
crashing through her head and all the talk about boys and girls blurring itself
into the mishmash of nervous energy that turned into sleepovers and cuddling in
their underwear—she had never so plainly and brazenly seen her as a sexual
being before as she did now.
    Serena was naked, water streaming over her smooth tanned skin, dripping
from her perfect nipples and down her smooth belly and over her perfectly shaven
pussy.   I wonder what it tastes like.
    I wonder if she’ll hate me.
    Katie let out a breath.   “We can do
that drink thing.”   Stupid.   Why would I say such a thing?   Say something smarter.   Sexier.
    “Oh yeah!   Okay.   Bring your arm up in front
of you and hold your glass up in front of your face.”   She did, and Serena looped her arm through
Kate’s.   Ahh , now it makes sense.   “Okay,
down in one.   Ready…. Go!”
    Katie threw her head back, drinking the moscato in one gulp.   It was light, fruity and
bubbly, the taste of sweetness and air, and went down easier than any
Chardonnay or Pinot Grigio she had ever sampled.   It was pleasure, pure and clean, the taste of
the wine and the warm water coursing over her body, over her skin, and her best
friend naked with her…
    She finished her glass at the same time Serena did, their arms still
locked together, and a moment of silence passed between them.
    “What do they do next?” Katie asked at last, still holding the glass.
    “Well…” Serena said, and then paused, looking sheepish for a moment.   “Then they kiss.”
    Katie’s heart nearly jumped out of her chest, and her mouth opened
involuntarily for a moment. The steam in the bathroom seemed to fog out the
whole world around Serena and her.
    At last the word came out.   “Okay,”
she said, and leaned forward into Serena.
    Their lips touched.   Oh, my God.
    Serena’s lips were smooth, softer than she had ever imagined could be
possible.   She tasted of sweet wine, with
a hint of her tequila and Coke from dinner.   Oh, my God.
    Katie’s tongue pressed forward, searching for the tip of Serena’s tongue,
and she felt it, smooth, sensuous and impassioned now.
    Katie heard the clink of Serena’s glass as she settled it onto the shelf
inside the shower, and then felt Serena’s embrace, her arms pulling Katie into her,
her hands sliding up and down Katie’s narrow back and then over her butt,
giving it a squeeze.
    Oh, my God.   Katie moaned, pressing her hips closer to
Serena, her sex pressing against Serena’s thigh again just as before on the
beach, and felt the same surge of ecstasy as she did then.   And greater still, that she finally did not
have to hope that Serena didn’t notice.
    Serena ran her fingers through Katie’s long hair as they continued to
kiss, and her nails felt like little thunderbolts of pleasure on Katie’s
scalp.   Their kisses came more earnest
and sexual now, their tongues dancing a seductive tango to the relentless pounding
of Katie’s heart.   Oh.
    And just it had as before Serena had come in to the shower, Katie’s pussy
cried out once again to be touched, stroked.   Katie needed it, needed it to feel complete, to be wholly human and
wholly sexual.   She set her wine glass on
the same shelf as Serena had set hers, looking out the corner of her eye only
long enough to ensure that she didn’t drop it, and then closed her eyes again
as she renewed her passionate kisses.   Her hand slid down her hips.   She
wanted to touch herself in front of Serena.   My.
    Suddenly Katie felt