Awakened: Five First Lesbian Sex Erotica Stories Read Online Free

“So, yeah, you’re teaching, huh?  I always knew you’d make it through the rat race with flying colors.”
    I looked at her over my mug of coffee.  “Yeah, you know, I didn’t seem able to find the time to just drop things and go.”
    She shrugged.  “It’s not something everyone can handle.  Hey, would you mind if I took a quick shower?  I’ve been living in these things since Wednesday.”
    I just couldn’t believe her complete obliviousness.  Was the act real?  Was she really as crazy as I remembered?  “Uh, I guess that’d be fine, but um, look, Mandy, I have to get going to work so, I don’t know if  I can have you . . .”
    Mandy jumped up with the wild energy I remembered so well.  She came over and gave me another big hug.  “No worries, I’ll just hang out ‘til you get back.  I’ll have things swinging when you come home.”
    It was absolutely what I was afraid of, Mandy all alone and unsupervised in my house.  I smiled and tried again.  “Well, the thing is, Mandy, I really can’t let you be here without me.”
    She got a look in her eye that made my stomach turn with nervousness.  “Oh, that is just the best idea ever.”
    What idea?  It wasn’t an idea, not even a suggestion.  I needed her on her merry way and I needed to get to class.  Eight year-olds don’t hold things together very long.  “Mandy, I don’t think you understand.”
    “Oh, I understand what I want to understand, my friend, and I understand you more than you know.  You, my girl, are taking the day off.”  She gave me a wink, making me her co-conspirator with a single tic.
    I shook my head.  “I don’t think so, Mandy.  I can’t just walk away from thirty kids.  I’ll lose my job.”
    She shrugged and headed out of the kitchen.  “Well, I’m gonna take my shower and give you time to think it over.”
    I sat sipping my coffee and fuming about Mandy’s cluelessness.  Not everyone could just take off and live life on the go.  Some of us had to plan and build and think of the future.  I groaned and tried to settle my thoughts.  It wasn’t that a day off to just hang out and have some fun didn’t appeal to me, it was just that I couldn’t turn my back on my obligations.  It would drive me crazy to do so.  In defeat, I finally got up from the table and headed for the room to change for work.
    I figured Mandy would be in the shower and that I could just walk in, grab what I needed from the closet, snag my purse and my bag and head out.  I breathed a sigh of relief though when I walked in and saw her clothes in a heap on my floor and heard the water running.  I was safe from further interruption to my day.  Of course, I’d have to work out what to do when I got home from work but, in the meantime, I could get my stuff and get out without any more debate.
    I walked to my closet and stepped inside, pulling the doors closed so I could quickly change.  I was searching through the few, weary options on the hangers when I heard the bathroom door open and then, Mandy unzipping her bag.  I felt instantly trapped.  I went to the closet door and slid it open enough to take a peek and determine if I’d have an escape route.  I saw Mandy and sucked in my breath.
    She was standing in front of my full-length mirror naked.  She was busily brushing out her beautiful long blond hair that seemed to shine with health and sun-enhanced highlights.  My own highlights came from a trip to the salon every three months.  It wasn’t her hair, though, that grabbed my attention.  It was her body, her perfectly toned and tanned body, as she shifted and bent to brush her hair from every direction.  She was stunning.
    I turned a brief glance on my choice of a brown skirt and beige sweater and felt my dowdiness like a visible aura.  I felt distinctly unbeautiful.  I reached up to my hair in its ponytail and felt like a two year old.  I felt nothing like the graceful goddess Mandy was displaying.  Then,