Six Days With My Teacher, My Love – Day 4

by A P Gilmore

Monday

Monday morning, I have never been so excited and nervous about going to school. It was just after 6, sleep had not gone well. Part of me missed Amy but another was anticipating what would happen at school. Mom, dad and I had fun when we went to the bed store and picked the most beautiful bed I had ever seen. I had tried to find a cheaper one, but I could not stop looking at this lovely wooden bed. It was beautifully crafted; the headboard had flowers engraved into it. My dad joked when he paid for it that I could consider it an early wedding present, part of me believed that what he said was true, but I did let him buy it for us. Mom also purchased some new bedding. So now after a rough night of sleep, the day I had dreaded for the last few days was here. I got showered, brushed my teeth and was soon dressed for school. I picked up my backpack and headed downstairs. I could hear movement in the kitchen so went to investigate. Mom was making breakfast, dad was reading the morning paper. A place was set for me along with the phone.

"Morning pumpkin, how did you sleep." asked dad.

"Not well, pretty nervous about today." I replied. Mom served me some granola which I usually have for breakfast before school, where as mom and dad like a fry up, which I have on weekends.

"Whatever happens today happens. You both have our numbers if you need either of us." said mom.

"Thanks mom and thanks dad, I’m sure I am just worrying about nothing, it's just the unknown of it all."

"Sophie, you are over thinking things again. I think you need to take time to just start living life; it is good that you study hard and like to understand things better. But as you found with Amy, you have missed certain aspects of growing up, maybe when you find some friends and start to live a little as a teenager should, you may start to worry less. Life is about learning from your mistakes, to learn to pick up after yourself better, to cope with the harshness of what life may deal you. Over analyzing everything will make you question every decision you make. I mean look at you and Amy, you had a moment, and you took it and kissed for the first time. Now look where you are, you have a wonderful partner, we have a wonderful new daughter and you are going to live together, then marry. All the stuff that you should have analyzed after you fell in love, like that fact she was your teacher or that when you had sex you were underage, you ignored all of that and just lived it, because it was to important to ignore. Love is a powerful emotion and it will be your love for Amy that will get you through this period of adjustment." Well I listened to all that and you know what, I wasn't worried anymore. Mom is right and Amy has been telling me the same thing. We just need to continue as normal, and no matter what, things will happen as they happen. We cannot control how things will turn out. So now I just wanted to go to school, see Amy, and just continue as we should, when at school, she is my teacher.

"Thank you mom, that was good advice, I think I just have to remember that at school, Amy is simply Miss Taylor, and as long as I remember that, school should just be a normal place and I have a great teacher 3 times a week."

"I am so happy I could help, well enjoy breakfast, your dad and I are off to work now, have fun at school." Mom and dad both kissed my cheek as they left. It was just after 7 and Amy would hopefully ring soon. Ring.

"Hello"

"Hi honey, it so good to hear your voice."

"Yours too Amy, I miss you and I must tell you I love you so much."

"Missing you too Sophie. How did you sleep because I just couldn't settle?"

"The same, but I had a talk with mom this morning; she said that I should just not worry about today and just treat it as any other school day. As long as I remember that at school you are just my teacher, Miss Taylor."

"She is right, but it still doesn’t count for the fact that after 3 days I can’t sleep properly now without you by my side. Well I have packed my stuff and after work I will go to my house, pack the car and be at home for about 7pm."

"Wait till you see the bed, its beautiful, dad said it was a future wedding present."

"Sounds nice, can’t wait to see it, and I especially can't wait to see you. I want to kiss you so much, but I will be counting the hours until tonight."

"I can just feel your lips on me now, but I need the real thing so much. I will see you in class, I love you Amy."

"Love you too Sophie, will see you later." She kissed down the phone, as did I in reply and the call was over.

I decided to go to school and try and make friends, I am sure it could not be that hard, so I just had to wait and see what happened. But I was going to start in the library, because I should at least try to make friends with people who felt learning was important. I saw a few people that i recognised as regulars, there was one I saw who I noticed a lot in the library. Her name was Melissa; she was in some of the same classes, but not Miss Taylor's. So she seemed the perfect candidate. She seemed nice, was an inch taller than me, with jet black hair. She was a great student like me, but also seemed like a loner. I approached her cautiously, I do think I wanted to be friends anyway with her, but I also had my ulterior motive.

"Hi." She looked around then at me; I was smiling kindly at her. "Do you mind if I sit here?" And I pointed to the chair next to her. She was reading a book but I could not see the cover. She just shrugged her shoulders, which I assumed meant ok and sat down. "My name is Sophie, and your's is Melissa isn’t it."

"I know who you are." Sounded dark the way she said but at least she spoke to me. It's at least a start.

"You do, how do you know me?" I was trying my best to get her to engage in conversation.

"I just know who you are, didn't mean nothing by it."

"Well I was just trying to talk if you want. I have seen you around the library a lot and so you seemed like an interesting person to get to know."

"Why would you want to know about me, what have you heard?" Now she was being very defensive. This intrigued me, obviously she had misgivings about people and it seemed like she needed a friend, so I was going to try my hardest to help her.

"I have heard nothing about you, but from observations, I know that you are very bright, especially at maths, you are a lot better than me and that you come to the library and like reading books. I like reading, what are you reading at the moment."

"Look what do you want?"

"Well I am honest, so I will tell you the truth. I have no friends my own age at school and my mom suggested that I start to make friends. I have never needed a friend because I felt I never needed one, I just wanted to do my own thing and concentrate on school, getting good grades. But my mom is correct, people need friends, it is a way of learning about life. So what do you think, can we be friends."

"Well people have never bothered before, so why should I be interested in being friends with you."

"I can't answer that, but if you have never had a real friend, how do you know that not having one will be good for you."

"I don't know and I don't care." Well this was certainly more difficult than originally anticipated. Just then I felt someone looking at me, I looked up and spotted Amy, she was looking at me. She looked so beautiful, wearing a summer dress with a cardigan hanging off her shoulders. She was wearing her glasses and was smiling brightly. I smiled back, nudged my head towards the girl I was talking too, to indicate I was making a friend, she nodded slightly to continue.

"Well, Melissa, I do care about people, even though I have never tried to make friends, I am the type to help whenever I can. Now it sounds like you are very careful about letting people too close to you, it seems to me that a friend is just what you need."

"Well I don't Sophie, so please go away."

"Please let me say this last thing. Trust is a very hard thing to earn and to give. It seems people close to you have hurt you, and you are bitter towards anybody that gets close. I just want to be your friend, I too need to trust more people myself, and I need someone to confide in and to be there for me when I need a friend. You sound like your bottling up a lot of anger and have no one to talk to about it. I would like to be that person, it would be nice to help someone and just be relied upon, and it is the one thing I have been missing in my life. I learnt that from talking to my mom and dad this weekend, I needed someone my own age to talk to, because I was keeping secrets from them, and I did not know how to deal with it."

"You really want to me my friend?" I could see a smile forming, giving her gentler appearance.

"Yes, I mean if you want we could start by helping each other at school or we could just talk if there is anything you want to say or tell me. I am happy to just listen, I can't make you trust me or believe me what I say, there is nothing you could tell me that I would ever tell anyone else. I want to be your confidant, because I have seen first hand the effects of what happens when people don't talk about there thoughts and feelings. My sister died a few years ago, and she had led a very secretive life and it was only on her deathbed that she talked to me and my family. She told me that we have to be who we are and to be honest. So I will be honest with you and hopefully you can learn to trust me."

"I have never really had a friend before. So what you are telling me is that because of something this weekend you told your parents, you now want to make friends?"

"Yes, I do."

"Will you tell me that secret too?"

"One day, but you have to earn my trust, but that is not to say I will not tell you other things, my secret, was for family only and it took a year to talk about it, so I hope I trust you enough one day to tell you."

"I have a secrets too, but no one to tell them too." The bitterness had left and now it seemed she wanted to make an effort to be my friend.

"Well if you want any advice you can ask me."

"Why did you wait a year? Do your parents scare you?"

"No, it was just that I wanted to understand myself better before I was truthful with them. I was always going to tell them, I just wanted to understand it better, that is why my mom said I should have had a friend, it may have been easier."

"Oh, it sounds like your parents really care, mine treat me like shit. I only study so I can stay out of there way, or I read."

"I am sorry to hear that, maybe one day you can hope your parents will care or at least they do notice your grades."

"I hope one day they do to, I suppose hope is an emotion I am lacking a lot of lately. Do you really want to be my friend?"

"Yes Melissa, I really do, I hope you can believe that, you said you know who I am, so you must know that I have no other friends, that I study and work hard and that I would not be the type of person to come up to people and lie about making friends with them."

"I do, but part of me doesn’t trust you."

"I do not expect you to trust me, which is earned as I said earlier. But if you are at least willing to try and be my friend, it is a very good start."

"I am really sorry I was such a bitch earlier, I just get shit on by most people."

"It seems that you have a lot of issues with people, but as friends we can help each other to overcome your fears."

"I would like that, thank you Sophie." She held out her hand, but I felt a hug moment, so I did just that.

"I would like that too, but friends hug." I let her go after a moment. "I read that human contact is important for people. It helps heal all wounds. So if you ever need one, I am here." She was crying. So I opened my arms and she hugged me. She cried for only a few minutes. But it did wonders for her smile. "I am sorry I upset you, but you seem happier."

"I am, I feel happier than I have in a long time. I cannot believe how nice you have been. Just being with you has helped me feel better."

"Were friends now, this is how it is; we support each other and try to make each other happy."

"So do you want to do something together or do you need help with homework or anything."

"I usually eat lunch alone, maybe we could sit together."

"I bring my own lunch, so I sit outside. But I suppose I could sit with you in the canteen."

"I could get a sandwich and take it outside, what do you want to do."

"Well it looks like it is a nice day and it might be more private to talk, would that be ok."

"Fine, we have the same maths class before lunch, so after you could come with me to get a sandwich and then you can take me to your spot."

"I will see you later then, Sophie. Thank you again, it has been lovely to make friends with you." And with that she left to go to class. I waited a few minutes to think about everything that had happened. Melissa was a really great person once she had someone to talk to who cared; it made me happy that I brought a smile to her face. I smiled to myself, I felt wonderful, and maybe having a friend will mean more than a distraction. Not that I had forgotten about Amy, but I realised I was looking forward to lunchtime, rather than watching the clock tick away to 7pm when I could be alone with Amy. I picked up my backpack and headed towards English class with Miss Taylor.

I entered the classroom, our eyes met briefly before we both turned away and I headed to the back of the class to take my seat. I took out my books and equipment needed for the lesson, and then looked, as discreetly as possible, at Miss Taylor. She was reading something, probably notes for the class. I could not help but think about her naked, but also I saw my teacher. It was a weird feeling to look at someone you love and have been intermit with, but try and ignore that and just simply see them as nothing more than a teacher. A person you are not meant to have any personal attachment with. She sometimes looked up to scan the room, check who was at there seat, but it also seemed she wanted the chance to look at me. Our eyes met a few times, unable to convey much to each other, but enough to help us through the next hour, our silent support. She started the class once the bell rang, and things went really well. I was distracted by the work assigned to us by Miss Taylor, while she was distracted by answering student’s questions and checking over peoples work as she went around the room. Near the end of the lesson, she approached my desk.

"How are things going Sophie?" I passed her my book and she gave it a brief read. She seemed satisfied and closed the book and passed it back.

"Very good, some of your grammar needs a little revision but it looks like very good work as normal." She gave my shoulder a brief touch and headed back to the front of the class. I opened up my book to revise what I had written so far and to see where changes could be made. I noticed a piece of folded paper inside the pages, I look up and make sure nobody can see what I am doing and open it up. It is from Amy, she must have slipped it in when she read my work.

Sophie,

Today went well, you and I both seemed to cope well we the distance we have to create in order to hide our feelings for each other. I love you and miss your touch and closeness so much. I can't wait until tonight to be wrapped in your arms, in our new bed. I hope everything went well this morning; it is nice to see you trying to finally make friends with someone. I hope she is someone you have things in common with and that she is someone you can build a very good friendship with. You can tell me all about it tonight, if you want to?

Love

Amy

Do I detect a hint of jealousy, maybe we should have another talk about this, but now all I can see is a very sneaky woman. I hid the note in my backpack as I packed away my stuff. The bell rings and again I am the last one out. I caught Amy's eye and winked at her before leaving. My next class went well also, I had a test that I studied briefly for last night. It went well I think. Then I had a quick break before going to Maths which is where I would see Melissa again since this morning. I saw her as I entered, gave her smile and a quick wave, which she nicely returned, before taking my seat at the back as normal. We did not sit close enough to talk or anything, but we would try and catch each others eye occasionally through class and give each other a friendly smile. Once class ended, Melissa waited for me outside. She followed me to the canteen so I could grab a sandwich, then we headed to her personal grassy knoll. We chatted about school and homework, nothing too personal, but it was still nice to just talk to someone about stuff. Her house was on the same route as the one I walked. So we agreed to meet after school at the front gates and walk home together.

The final bell rang and I made my way towards the school gates. Melissa was not there just yet so I waited. I waited about 10 minutes before she arrived.

"I am so sorry Sophie for the delay, my teacher wanted to talk to me. I am very happy that you waited, and sorry if it was an inconvenience." She was very worried.

"Melissa, I don't mind waiting really. I was sure you had a reason if you didn't show; I was going to give you another 10 minutes then head home. Have you got a mobile?"

"Yes."

"Well if we exchange numbers, we could text each other, if anything ever comes up, or just to talk or whatever, friends do that I think if you don't mind?"

"I don't mind at all." She replied happily and we exchanged numbers and then headed to our respective homes. We talked about school again but she was beginning to relax and we began to exchange more personal information, likes and dislikes. It was only a 20 minute walk, but we learned some things about each other, we had a lot of things in common and I enjoyed talking to Melissa immensely. We eventually reached her house and said goodbye to each other, including a hug. I suggested I meet her at her house in the morning and we walk to school together. She agreed to meet at 7.45, but asked that I just stand outside the gate and not to come to the door. I respected her wishes, left and waved her goodbye. It was nearly 5 when I got home. Mom and dad were not home yet. So I decided to get changed ready for Amy's arrival and try and get as much homework finished as possible. The time flew by with brief shouts of hello from mom and dad. I was so lost in getting my work finished I did not notice the door open. It was a few minutes later I heard the slight cough alerting me to there presence. I turned to see Amy leaning against the doorframe.

"Busy?"

"Never for you." And I jumped out my chair, ran to her, and then joined our lips in a passionate kiss. Wow, if you are in love as much as I was, you could imagine the type of kiss we had, when you have been anticipating it for the last 24 hours. We were breathing very heavily when we parted.

"God I missed you so much." I panted.

"Me too. I need to sit down now." So I guided her to the new bed. We sat down together, but ended up laid side by side. My head on her shoulder, while her arms were around mine, my hand was resting on her stomach.

"Like the bed?"

"Very nice, looks very well made, the designs on the headboard are beautiful. I am so relaxed and comfortable."

"I know what you mean; it is too big for one person, so I can't wait to share it with you."

"Me neither. So how's the homework coming?"

"Not bad, nearly finished."

"Well don't let me stop you; mom says to come down soon for dinner. While you finish, I will start to unpack, you can give me hand once you’re finished."

"But I don't want to move." She laughed.

"Oh, poor baby, well it would be best to do it now, then when we have finished and had dinner, we can get an early night." I went straight to my desk and went about finishing my homework, she just laid there stunned, but then laughed at my eagerness.

"Well get a move on Amy, get your things unpacked, times a wasting." She laughed again, it was nice I could make her happy; she rolled off the bed and made her way downstairs. I would help but my homework needed to be finished and I was sure either mom or dad would help her.

I was just finishing when dad called us down for dinner, so I finished off and made my way downstairs. Mom and Amy were laughing and talking, it was nice to see them get on so well, dad was busy serving dinner. I went to dad and kissed him on the cheek, did the same to mom then sat down next to Amy who leaned forward to give me a peck on the lips.

"Did you finish your homework sweetheart?" She asked.

"Just now, thank you for asking." I replied.

"Any problems?"

"Not really, except I have this really hard working English teacher who really piles on the homework."

"Sounds like a battleaxe honey; maybe I should have a word with her for you?" Said mom.

"That sounds like a good idea mom; do you think you can help?"

"I'll see what I can do, maybe I could ground her."

"Mom, Sophie, would you two stop picking on me, I am only doing my job." Then she pouted, big time and we all laughed.

"So how did school really go today?" Asked mom seriously.

"Not to bad plenty to distract us from each other I think. Actually it just seemed like a normal school day." Amy answered.

"Well were glad that everything went OK, eat up and then we'll have pudding." Said Dad.

"Sophie, who was that girl you were talking to in the library this morning?" Mom and dad both perked up at this.

"Melissa, I forgot to tell you all, I have made my first friend. I was in school early and decided to go to the library, and I spotted this girl that I see around the library a lot and figured that maybe we had things in common if we both went to the library all the time. So we talked all day when we could, we even walked home; we have a lot of common interests."

"So is she nice, do you think she will be a good friend?" Amy asked.

"I generally believe that we can become best friends. She is really a nice person; I think she needs a friend as much as I do. I know I was asked to find a friend as a distraction to not being with Amy, but I really want to be Melissa's friend, I feel happy around her and am generally interested to get to know her. But I also feel she needs help and support to get over whatever fears or negative feelings she has."

"So do you think we will meet her?" asked mom.

"I don't think that will be a good idea with Amy living here." I replied.

"Sophie, I don't want you to have to worry about me, you need to have a friendship, it is important, you can bring her and I can go out or hide in my room." This made be quite upset.

"Amy, please don't say that." I said saddly.

"I am sorry Sophie, I did not mean to upset you."

"You must know I am happier being with you."

"And I am extremely happy with you, so please tell me what I said that upset you please."

"From now on, for 5 days of the week there will be a period of time where we have to distance ourselves from each other. But when we are in this house together we can be who we want to be, and I can finally be close to you, to love you. When you suggested I bring my friend home, I told you I did not want to because of you, but it was not the reason you thought, because I did not want you around, that I wanted you to hide or that I am ashamed of you, this is your home not just for me but because you have family here. No Amy, I don't want to bring a friend because inside this house I only want to be with you and our parents, no one else. I want to be free to live my life the way I want to, and if society states that I cannot do that outside these walls, I will certainly not bring society into it. This is our safe haven, for us to love and grow together without anyone’s interference, and bringing Melissa here will spoil that."

"I am so sorry I misunderstood you like that, I just feel my insecurities get the better of me sometimes, but my first thought when mom asked you to bring her home, was that this was our time only. Then I felt guilty for thinking that way, that I could not monopolize your time like that. As I said this is all new to me, love is a strange emotion, but I must be stronger than that, if I keep getting negative about things, including about myself, then I could lose you."

"No matter what Amy, if at any time I feel less than positive about us, then I will tell you, you have me Amy, whenever you want, you are my Soulmate, my love forever, without you my life is nothing. If I could, I would never go to school and just lay in bed with you. But life does not work that way, so we do what we must to survive, but when we can have our moment to be with each other, I want as many of them as we can, together."

"Your words mean so much, and I can tell they come from the heart. All I can do is try, my faith in love and you will build over time, but for now there will be moments I will slip up, so as long as I have you to pick me up again, I will get better. I love you Sophie, you mean more to me than anything, I am happy we kissed that night, either of us could have stopped it, but we didn't and I am thankful I was strong enough to not only return the kiss but to believe that it was real and true. We have discovered a lot over the last few days, not only about each other, but about love and family and one day we will have our own family and teach them all we can to make life easier."

"You want a family with me?" Now I was shocked, tears of extreme happiness were falling from my eyes. Amy smiled as she wiped the tears away. Then she pulled me down for another kiss.

"Yes, more than anything. One of the things I thought about when I was younger, is that I meet someone special, fall in love and start a family. But then I discovered I was gay. When I knew I was in love with Claire part of me wondered if it was possible to have a family if we were both female, I understood how the whole 'where babies come from' thing, but not about sperm banks and such things. So I thought that if we loved each other enough, maybe love and magic could make it happen. Pretty stupid idea at the time."

"I don't think it is stupid to believe in love, what you just said is very beautiful. It gives hope to me that you believe in us enough to think about marriage and a family; I know you love me and that together we have something special. And even if we can't guarantee that we will be together forever, we have enough love to hope and believe it."

"So do you want to have children?"

"Well before you mentioned it, the thought had not occurred to me. Now the idea is very positive to me, I feel that obviously we would wait several years and probably you should be the one to have the child before I did. But I would love to have your baby as I would want you to have mine. We can look into the how later, but I do want children and only with you."

"I am grateful you are keen on the idea and of course there will be time in the future to discuss it further, but just knowing that you love me enough to even think about it, allows me further proof that you love me a lot. So my confidence in what we have has been given a well needed boost."

We returned to our room after about 30 minutes of chatting with mom and dad, then we bid them goodnight. Once we entered the room Amy put the computer on and sat down, inviting me to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Sophie, yesterday morning was just so wonderful, I never thought my first time with someone would be so special and amazing."

"Me too Amy, it was so beautiful and the fact that we love each other really showed."

"I agree, but then obviously things got a little more frantic, not that I am complaining, but it seemed as we were both out of control."

"Yes, it was, sorry about that."

"No, please don't apologise, at first I thought we were just using each other, but our love for each other allowed us to lose ourselves, especially all the cursing we did. I have never ever used so many fucks in one night; actually I believe it was probably more than I have ever said in my whole life. It was quite exciting when you used them, so even though it was frantic, I think we were both trying to express our love, just with a little more, oomph." That got us both laughing. It was nice to just relax and talk about stuff, especially sex.

"Well don't forget we did enjoy a very slow and loving moment together before you left. Even though it took a while for us both to orgasm, I could feel the love we have together so much, when we just explored each other gently and thoughtfully."

"And with less curse words." I nodded in agreement.

"So what next?"

"Part of me wants to rip your clothes of and fuck your brains out. But then another part wants to explore you very slowly and gently, making the experience last longer."

"Can't we do both, maybe we could start slowly then go faster or vice versa."

"Excatly. What to do? I know that we should take each moment as it comes and just see what happens. But I thought we could just spend a moment and discuss a few things, as we both know we have limited experience, but I have read enough to know some of things we can do with each other."

"Like?" Now I was intrigued.

"For instance 69. Do you know what that is?"

"Yes, when we lay opposite ends to each other so we can both pleasure each other with our mouths at the same time."

"OK, very nice explanation, A , so would that be something you would do with me?"

"Yes, but why ask, we can just see how it goes and then you or I could suggest it in the heat of the moment?"

"We could, but I would rather we talked about it beforehand. Whatever I suggest is not something we will do tonight or anything, but I would like to spend the next hour discussing things, likes and dislikes, whatever thoughts you might have in terms of sex. I don't expect you to agree to everything, but I would like to know what you think, and if you disagree we could always discuss it later or it just might happen anyway. I would just like to talk about it, your age makes it very difficult for me to treat you as an adult, plus your body has not yet fully developed or at least we have only just begun to discover each other."

"Well even though I think we don't need to discuss this, I trust you to not hurt me, but if it does make you feel better to talk about it then that is fine also. I may not understand everything, but at least it might be fun to find out what you know about lesbian sex."

"Thank you Sophie, your trust in me fills my heart with love, and thank you for allowing me to talk about this. I have to admit I am pretty nervous about this, especially some of the things I have read about, but I would like to think I am pretty open to anything so would like to try them with you, though some of the things we discuss, I would feel better waiting until you are older."

"OK, let me have it, ask anything you want. I read a few terms in the past when I read some stuff, even though I know little about lesbian sex, I still wanted to discover some of it during my research on the internet, so I learnt a few terms."

"Like what?"

"Well 69, water sports, anal, which would require some sort of penis shaped object I believe, which would also allow us to have sex in the normal straight way. I read some stories on that site you showed me and read terms like reaming and fisting. Some of it I understood others I have an idea. But so far nothing I could not see us doing."

"It seems you know just about the same as me, so you think you could do most of them."

"Water sports, I will not ever do that, it maybe a turn on to some people, but the idea and the mess is just something that does not appeal to me."

"I agree, what about say fisting or getting a dildo and strap-on."

"Well I must admit that I am a little young to be using a dildo or anything. I am not sure my body has fully matured."

"It looks pretty mature to me."

"Yes, but you’re just biased, I am sure I still need to develop a little bit, but who knows we can always try it, but I definitely think fisting should be something only I could try on you, until at least a few years, but I do know that it is something to get used to so maybe we should both wait till later."

"OK, good point. Now what about me touching or licking you ass, I know it might sound disgusting but it supposed to be very pleasurable?"

"You know this is why we should leave it till were having sex. Talking about it sounds weird, during sex you lose inhibitions and it becomes something that you just do. But if you’re asking for my permission then Amy, you have it. If there is anything I don't like, I can always say no and you will stop. But I trust you, so try anything you want, I will do the same to you, my body is totally available to you in everyway, and I can always say stop."

"That is all I really need to hear."

"Amy, I have got to tell you, part of me finds this all really funny?"

"Why?"

"Like this morning when we were in class, I saw you sitting there, working, doing the teacher thing, and it made it easy to just see you as Miss Taylor. Then sometimes I would look at you and think of you naked. Now tomorrow I will think about having sex with you, and even though that should be something I should not be thinking about, it will be funny now, because I know you will be thinking the same thing."

"Well I wasn’t going to, but I am now, thank you very much." We both tried not to, but we ended up laughing really hard. "That mental image will not go away now."

"Well not until we try some of them."

"Let's just check out the internet and see what we can find. Maybe we should buy a better lesbian sex book or something."

"I don't think we ever need to worry about that unless sex gets boring, but I very much doubt that, and like I said earlier if it was any better I would die." She smiled at the statement and nodded her agreement. We spent an hour or so checking out stories and information about different sex positions two women could share. But by now it was after 9 and with it being a school night for both of us, we thought it better to get an early night especially if we wanted to have some fun. So we both got ready for bed, grabbing a quick shower. We decided to have one separately, while she had hers I got my books ready for tomorrow. She came out in just a towel while I headed for mine, she was just drying her hair when I got out, but still wrapped in a towel, as was I.

"Amy, what do you think we should do at night?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well sleeping arrangements, what time to go to bed or what time to wake up?"

"Oh right, yes maybe we should discuss that. I usually try and sleep around ten, but no later than eleven. I wake up around seven, it does not take me long to get ready, I usually have a quick bowl of cereal for breakfast and head to school about 7.30. What about you?"

"The same at night, in the morning I get up about 7 and leave about 8, but now that I will be meeting Melissa in the morning, I should be leaving about 7.45."

"Well that should make things a lot easier, we both get up at the same time. So what about sleeping at night. Is there a position or side you like to be in."

"Yes, as long as it is with you I don't mind. Plus,” and I slipped the towel off, leaving me completely naked in front of Amy. "I would like from now on to sleep naked. How about you?" She stood and dropped her towel and led me to our new bed. She got in first and pulled me on top of her.

"I like the naked part especially; it will make things a lot easier." Then we started kissing passionately. Then I stopped her and got out of bed. I slipped my hand through the curtains and reached up to close the window. Amy just smiled as I got back in position on top of her. She pulled the covers over us as our kissing continued.

"I love being with you like this Amy, plus I’ve got to give you top marks for your kisses. You feel so good against me, feeling your soft skin naked skin next to mine, it is such an amazing, loving feeling to be with you like this." I started to kiss her neck, nipping here and there. Hearing her moan like she was, was making me very wet and excited. Amy's hands were rubbing my back and then cupping my ass. I started to rub my pussy on her thigh. Then I started to moan, then she trapped my leg against her pussy and we began to grind against each other. It took us several minutes to get the idea about what we were doing to each and then to find a rhythm and pace where we both made enough contact with each other to make a significant impact. We were breathing heavily, our bodies becoming slicker and slicker as we sweated. It wasn’t rough but it wasn’t gentle either. Kissing became too difficult as we moved faster and harder against each other.

"I'm so close Amy.....Oh fuck me baby......this feels so good." I was really getting close, so was Amy.

"Oh Sophie......I feel so close too.......So very close to you." As we ground harder against each, my pussy was getting sensitive but I was still not there just yet, this was fun position but the build up was tiring and hard. But we were getting inches closer to our mutual goal. I needed to cum soon so badly, I was losing the ability to keep the pressure and speed going. Then I had an idea.

"Amy......stick you finger in my ass." God I was so turned on my inhibitions were switched off, and I really wanted to come, so suggesting Amy do something that I would probably never ask normally was just such a high. I felt Amy's hand move to the crack of my ass as I tried to manoeuvre my hand to the same place on Amy's ass. It probably took all of about 10 seconds, but with us both trying to keep the movements and getting our hands and fingers in the right place it seemed like ages as we continued to build to our orgasms. Luckily both of us had short nails, so when we both reached each others hole, we put a finger in, slowly at first, but once we both felt the effects, we began to move in and out harder. The orgasm that greeted us was just so fucking amazing. "Oh fuck Amy" I screamed.

"Sophie aaaahhhhhh" Amy managed to say. We were only able to continue for a few seconds before we were both too tired and sore to continue so we just held each other tightly while we came down from our orgasm. After a few minutes I kissed Amy, and then slid off her, and onto my back. Amy rested her head on my shoulder. "I love you Sophie, good night." My eyes were closing, I was so tired, we both were. I looked at the clock to see we had been rubbing for about 45 minutes. God what a work out and I was doing most of the work. Thank god for the energy of teenagers. I set the alarm for 7am and kissed Amy on the top of her head.

"Love you too Amy, night." And with that we were both asleep.