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McKayla’s hand slid down between
her legs, while the other returned to pull on her nipple. She used her fingers
to circle Gwen’s clit tenderly. Gwen started bucking her hips against McKayla’s
fingers so she used more pressure knowing they were both getting close. McKayla
broke the kiss so she could breathe, her lungs working overtime as her body
overheated. Her knees locked, her nail raked over Gwen’s clit, her hand
squeezed hard on Gwen’s breast as a fierce orgasm rushed through her. 
Gwen continued to gently pump her fingers in and out drawing out her pleasure.
    Once
McKayla slightly recovered she shoved three fingers deep in Gwen as she bit
down on Gwen’s shoulder which instantly threw Gwen into her own orgasm.
    Both
women stood holding each other panting as the water washed over them.
    “I
swear you fuck me better than any man ever could.” McKayla murmured against her
neck, pressing a kiss there as she pulled her fingers from Gwen’s body. Gwen
turned around and pulled her into a hug placing a tender kiss on her lips.
    “That’s cause most men don’t know what they are doing. I would
know.” Gwen stepped out of the shower before running a towel over her body. McKayla
quickly washed her own hair. "I know just what that sexy little body needs."
    Gwen
handed a dry towel to McKayla when she got out. Gwen quickly spread lotion over
her body then went to McKayla’s room to find new panties to wear.
    “You
want to talk about it?” McKayla questioned leaning against the door to her room.
She had wrapped the towel around her body, knotting it securely under her arms.
This was their standard way of dealing with the nightmares that plagued them
from their history and their jobs. However, each kept the jobs they had because
it helped them chase those nightmares but every now and then it just all became
too much.
    “It was a rough day at work. I had three clients today. Two were
regulars, but one was a new client. He was impatient, tore my panties and bra
off.  Five minutes later, he was spent. He wasn’t the violent type, just
over eager to finally get some, I’d guess.” Rolling her eyes, Gwen slipped on a
black lacy thong and lacy black demi bra. She went to the bathroom and picked
up her dress. Holding it up she noticed it was wrinkled badly from being on the
floor in the hot damp bathroom. She clenched her hand around it and rested both
fists on the counter, her head hanging down. "And then... Then I was
waiting for the subway tonight to head back to my apartment when Cole showed
up. We were talking, everything was fine then he said something about mostly
working and I kinda sorta flipped out. I practically yelled at him about
cherishing everything in the moment, how fast things change and you never know
when you are going to lose something. And when he said it sounded like I lost
something unexpectedly, all the old memories surfaced and I just had to get out
of there. As if that wasn't enough, he followed and asked me to get coffee just
so I could calm down before heading home to be alone. I haven't told him
anything about you, not yet anyway. And he actually helped me forget for a
while, even if he is a bit of a dominating untrusting jerk at times. He is rather
easy to talk to. Once I noticed we'd been there for a while, I got up to leave.
He escorted me outside and he gave me the gentlest sweetest kiss I think I've
ever had in my whole life. Which stupidly only brought all the nightmares back
to the forefront and reminded me just how much of life I missed out on."
    "Did you enjoy it?" McKayla questioned, clasping
her hands behind her back. She didn't want to give away her uneasiness. 
    "No. Well, I suppose… Ugh, yes." Gwen ran her
free hand through her still wet hair as she let out a little frustrated groan.
"I'm so completely torn. I love you to the end of the world and back. I
can't have any feeling for someone else. Let alone a man."
    "Sure you can. Just because in the past you've only
been