The Girl from the Party

by Nuit du Loup

Leena was becoming absolutely frantic! She was currently sitting in the chair at her computer desk, waiting with a combination of dread, excitement and outright panic. With every minute that ticked past on her computer monitor's clock it got even worse. But she couldn't do anything about her roiling emotions because she was already committed to the coming evening.

She had agreed, weeks before now, to go to a party with her closest friend, Angela. Angela was two years her senior at 17, but they lived next door to each other and had been friends since she was born. But unlike Angela, Leena was a much more introverted person. She was shy and quiet and exactly the opposite of the type girl you expect to see at a high school party. But Angela had been getting more and more insistent about getting her out of her cozy shell. And thus she ended up agreeing to go to this damn party.

They were supposed to leave in five more minutes, but Leena wanted it to be more. She didn't like crowds and things like that, they made her uneasy. She was perfectly happy hanging out with just Angela or maybe one or two other friends. What made it worse was that there was little likelihood that she would know anyone else. There would be no one other than Angela in which to hide behind.

Standing up to burn off some of her nervousness, she walked over to her door and looked in the full length mirror mounted on it. In it she could see her own wide panicky eyes. They were almond shaped and set in the soft brown skin of her small face that clearly showed her partial Indian heritage. She wore a dark skirt and a plum colored top with very short sleeves. The neck drooped a little ways and showed just the tinniest possible hint of the top of her breasts, smallish handfuls as they were. She thought it looked good on her, despite the fact that she had never worn it since she had bought it before tonight. She had even bought a specific bra for the garment when Angela had convinced her to buy the outfit. But now here she was wearing it, all prettied up.

She heard the annoying, tinny sound of the doorbell her mother insisted was beautiful and flinched. There was no one else it could possibly be at this time on a Friday evening.

"Leena!" her mother called up the stairs. "Angela is at the door for you!"

"Coming!" she called back, trying to gain just a few more seconds to compose her face. When she thought she had sufficiently buried her fears she opened her door and made her way down to her friend. When she reached the bottom she found Angela waiting with her mother in the foyer. Angela was very much unlike her in appearance. While they were both attractive, Angela sat squarely in the blonde beauty category.

"Hey'a Leena!" Angela said cheerfully. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah, I'm ready," she acknowledged.

"Just make sure to stay safe," her mom said in her heavy accent. She had emigrated here from India and married her dad in college, but she still carried a very heavy trace of her origins in her speech. "You listen to Angela and just have some fun, okay?"

"Right mom," she replied to the obligatory parental warning. Her mom knew where she was going and had approved it. She trusted Angela to keep tabs on her. After the requisite good-bye hug that her mom always gave her whenever she left the house, she and Angela walked down the front path and then crossed the lawn to her driveway.

Angela pulled out her key fob and unlocked the doors on her tiny little coupe. It was a cozy little car but Angela loved the thing. She had been almost unintelligible for hours when her parents bought it for her on her last birthday. Then she spent almost five more driving it around and generally playing with it.

"See, I told you that outfit looks good on you!" Angela said once they were both in the vehicle. "You really should wear things other than jeans and t-shirts Leena; your body is just made for nicer clothes."

Leena smiled at Angela. This was a familiar complaint her friend made. Angela was a fashionably inclined type of girl and she insisted that Leena was beautiful and should always dress accordingly. Leena preferred to wear casual, good fitting things. But she always appreciated the compliments.

"Quit trying to butter me up!" Leena retorted. "You're just trying to distract me from how nervous I am and it's not working."

"It's not?" Angela grinned. "Then how come you're smiling now instead of frowning at your feet?"

Leena just rolled her eyes. "Are we going to this thing or not? If I'm going to get shanghaied into going to a party, than I at least want to get there instead of sitting in your driveway all night."

"Are you saying I'm forcing you to go?" Angela said with an amused quirk of an eyebrow. "I think I remember you agreeing to this when I asked you last Wednesday." She slid her key into the ignition and started the car up. Cool A/C blew from the vents and a shiver went through Angela's body.

"I did agree to this but..." she looked down and she sighed. "See, this is why I don't wear things like this." The cool air had made her rather large nipples harden and even through her bra and top they were visible as two small indentations.

"Boys like the high beams!" Angela joked with a laugh. She flirted with guys like it was a national sport and found anything in that regard amusing. Leena knew she had only been with one guy intimately, but Angela liked to have her fun. "Relax, Leena, it'll be fun."

"I hope so," Leena replied.

Angela pulled out of the driveway and drove out of their sub-division. It was part of the Detroit urban diaspora. It and all those like it filled the suburbs like oozing sores. Leena had always found the boring copy-and-paste houses to be wasteful and ugly, hers included. Angela however drove out west a bit more into the more rural areas of the county. She turned down a gravel road and went down it for almost five minutes.

Their destination was obvious when it came into view. It was a large house set back from the road with what looked like thirty vehicles parked all over the place in the grass. The house was also well lit and when they got close she could hear the bumping pulse of the music as it leaked out. In an urban house a party like this would have already drawn the police. Like many of the other cars, Angela parked in the expansive front lawn.

"Alright," Angela said, shutting off the car. "A couple of ground rules before we go in since this is your first party. Number one; don't drink anything that I don't physically put into your hands. Number two, don't ever go anywhere where you might be alone and defiantly don't go anywhere alone with a guy. You're not strong enough to fend one off if he tries something and parties like this can attract some real scum sometimes. Third, don't you fucking dare smoke anything. Your mom would kill me twice if you came home with your breath reeking of pot. It'll be bad enough just from the smoke in the air."

"I know all of this, Angela," Leena said. "This is the third time you've explained these rules. They don't make me feel any better about being here."

"Sorry, but I worry about you," Angela smiled. "Let's head in. Maybe you'll meet someone nice."

"Unlikely, but okay," Leena sighed.

They climbed out of the car and it gave a cheerful electronic chirp as Angela locked it. As they made their way up the front walk she saw that there were a number people just hanging around the open front door talking jovially. When they saw the two of them approaching, several called out greetings to Angela. Some were followed by inquiries as to who Leena was. All of them Leena confirmed with dread, were much older than she was.

They seemed nice enough and Leena introduced herself to them politely, but being around a bunch of tall older boys intimidated her a little. Which she figured was a bit irrational. She was around these same people at school everyday, but there she was safe in the anonymity of the hallway crowds. Here she was exposed to their full scrutiny.

She and Angela made small talk with the door greeters for a few moments and then Angela finally decided she wanted to go inside. Leena followed close on her heels despite calls from a couple guys for her to stick around. Inside the house it was pure teenage chaos. There were people everywhere. The ceilings were shrouded by a murky layer of smoke from tobacco and otherwise, and the lights were dim. For Leena it resembled a scene from a horror movie or something. She half expected something terrible to happen upon her entry.

The music, if a pulsing bass beat and little else could really be called music, was nearly deafening. Her head was already throbbing and she'd only been there for a few minutes. Angela turned them down a short hallway and they entered a room with a large number of girls inside it and a couple guys. Leena did recognize a few of them, but not by name. They were simply people she passed in the halls.

"Hey ladies!" Angela called with excitement in her voice. "Anything going on tonight?"

"Not really Ang'," said a tall brunette sitting in an armchair with a skinny looking guy. "Who's the tag-a-long?"

Leena felt her face flush at being addressed like a child. "I'm Leena," she said as confidently as she could.

"Leena's a very old friend of mine," Angela said, throwing an arm around Leena's shoulders. "Be nice to her, this is her first time out to something like this."

"Alright! Party cherry!" called a short, very curvy looking blonde who gave her a friendly grin. "There's a keg in the bathtub if you want some really crappy beer. We could teach her the evils of alcohol!"

"No Tanis," Angela admonished "Leena needs to go home fairly clean tonight. I'm personally responsible for her and she doesn't need to get trashed right away. She's only fifteen."

"Fifteen?" the girl named Tanis asked. Leena nodded. "No shit! I thought you had to be older. You look great for a young kid." She laughed heartily at Leena's frown. "Sorry, but you're a kid to us old folks, hehe. I may only be eighteen, but I agree with Angela, there's no need to get you plastered yet. Hell, I'm too young for that."

Leena decided she liked the easy going, older girl. Angela started casting about as if looking for someone. "Hey Tanis, is Carrie around here somewhere? This is her party so I should say hello. If I don't she'll rag me about it for days!"

"Sounds like her," Tanis laughed. "Try looking in the kitchen around back, she was in there last I heard. I think she's been keeping watch over her parent's formerly secret booze supply. Some ass got into a bottle of whiskey so she's been playing watchdog." Angela wore an uncertain look and Tanis laughed again. "If you want to check up on her, go ahead and go. Leena can stay here with us and I'll keep an eye out for her."

Leena felt suddenly nervous about being left with strange people, but she didn't want to seem like a little kid either. "It's fine," she said, and Angela gave her a look. "Really, I'll just stay here and get to know people." Angela nodded and smiled, "Thanks Tanis, I'll be back eventually." With that she ducked out of the room in search of whoever Carrie was. Leena looked at Tanis who sat on a long sofa. When the older girl patted the place next to her, Leena sat down there.

For an indeterminable amount of time, that's where Leena stayed. She was nervous at first but Tanis was a talker and didn't let anyone in the room stay silent for very long. Eventually she wormed Leena into a conversation and that was it. Leena found that she really was having a good time just hanging out with these people. She was only just learning their names and such, but most were friendly and perfectly willing to show her a good time. And true to her word, Tanis fended off anything she considered 'inappropriate' for Leena's tender age. Mostly this just consisted of random guys trying to offer her beer in exchange for a chance to talk with her. It took her a little while to realize that these were guys who were actually interested in her.

"Don't you go wondering off with that type," Tanis advised after sending off the third such guy. "Most just want a quick roll with you and nothing more. Wait till you're older to start flirting with them. By then you can squeeze a few free drinks out of them and then cut them loose."

After what seemed like several hours, the number of people in the house visibly diminished. Tanis revealed that most were probably off to the next party. At this point the thumping bass beat cut off and someone put on some actual music. It was a grinding metal and darkwave mix but she found that she liked it.

"Alright!" Tanis called out at the change. "It's about time we got something good on! Someone must have felt that this party needed some dancing. I agree."

Leena felt a twinge in her bladder and wondered where to go. Tanis saw her look of discomfort and gave her directions.

She stood up and made her way through the house as she had been told. When she passed through the living room she saw that it had been cleared and that most of the remaining people at the party where in there dancing to the music, she saw Angela there with a very handsome looking guy. They matched eyes and Angela gave her a grin. Leena grinned back to show that she was indeed having a good time and then continued on her way.

The bathroom when she found it made her stop in confusion. A sign was placed on the door and it read: NO boys and NO fucking! For a long minute or two she wondered at the thing. She saw a girl walking past down the hall she was in. "Where to the boys go if their banned from the bathroom," she asked.

"Never seen a bathroom with drunk guys around?" the girl responded with a grin. It widened when Leena shook her head no. "They're like wild fire hoses. They'll dose the whole bathroom and still somehow manage to miss the toilet entirely. It's a general rule for parties at our school now that guys pee outside. They don't care and it keeps us girls from sitting in their mess." Leena thanked her for the info and ducked in to do her business.

When she was done peeing, she was making her way back to the room with Tanis and was about to pass through the kitchen and into the living room again, when she felt someone tap on her shoulder from behind. Stopping, she turned to see who it was. What she saw was an attractive girl that had to be much nearer to her own age.

She wore a short black skirt and a skimpy black top that seemed to emphasize her moderately sized breasts. Without realizing she was doing it, she drew her eyes over the girl's body. Something about the girl was enticing to her and she felt a twinge between her legs, and that feeling grew to a low simmering arousal, because for some strange reason, Leena thought the girl was stunning.

The girl had a small, delicate seeming face and it was framed by long, inky black hair. The bangs were died a rust red and Leena saw a nose and an eyebrow stud. The girl looked at her for a second with darkly shadowed, hazel eyes, and then she smiled as if she saw something very pleasing that she had been considering.. She snapped a cellphone shut and the sound solved Leena's mental traffic jam.

"Do you dance?" the girl asked, slipping her phone into a strapped holster thing on her thigh. The motion drew Leena's eyes, and for some reason all she could think about for a moment was the smoothness of those legs. When she looked up again she saw amusement.

"I don't really know how," Leena said nervously.

The girl grinned and held out a slim fingered had. "Would you like me to show you? It's a lot of fun."

"I don't—"

"Please don't say no," the girl insisted playfully. "I would really like to dance with you."

Leena had no idea what to do in this situation. Did girls dance with other girls? She wanted to continue having fun at the party but Angela's warnings were still in her head. She didn't want to get into anything strange.

But the girl gave her a pleading look and took a large breathe as if to ask again. The motion again drew her eyes to the slight exposure of the girl's creamy cleavage. The sight of those barely restrained breasts caused something to shift in her thoughts. There was just something about this person that made her want to say yes.

"I suppose I can give it a try," she said, not believing the words coming out of her mouth.

"Awesome!" the girl exclaimed with a strangely large amount of excitement. She reached out and took Leena's hand in hers. "Follow me."

Not really given much choice in the matter, Leena did so. They entered the living room of dancing teenagers and a few eyes roamed in their direction, but most were on their partners. Like a lot of teens, most of the people in the room just bopped and ground against each other in sexually suggestive manner. Very few did anything more complicated than that.

Angela saw her again and gave her a questioning look at her arrival with the mysterious dark haired girl. Leena shrugged her own confusion back and then they were in the thick of it. The girl drew her into the middle of the mass of bodies as the music thumped around them.

The girl stepped up close and put an arm around Leena's waist. She put Leena's hand on her own waist and she could feel the girl through the thin material of the slinky top. Then the girl drew up even closer until their chests pressed together and her mouth was next to Leena's ear. Leena felt an almost electric thrill run through her body from the feeling of another girl against her.

"Just do as I do," the girl said. And without anything further, the girl began to move. At first it was just simple movements of the hips and legs and Leena followed them and did the same. Slowly the girl increased her movements, allowing Leena to learn with her body. They were constantly body-to-body and Leena quickly noted a flushed look that showed up on the girl's cheeks. As they ground and moved against each other Leena felt she was getting excited too. A hot sliminess grew between her legs and after a surprisingly short time she felt something wet try and slide down her leg. She would have been heartily embarrassed if she hadn't been so aroused and from the fact that her partner looked to me in the same state.

Her mind seemed to blank away everything except the girl she was holding. Their arms began to move and Leena felt a hand slip under her skirt and onto her panty clad ass. She said nothing, but she gazed heatedly into the other girl's eyes.

They both grew sweaty from the hot activity but neither wanted to stop. Leena felt possessed by something powerful. Never before had she been so excited or aroused. Something about this girl was doing things to her. She had considered long before this night that she might possibly be into other girls instead of boys, but while this was a confirmation of that, this was also something she had never contemplated.

Her mystery partner mover forward again as they danced and placed her head on Leena's shoulder. Leena felt the hot breathe on her cheek and it sent a thrill through her nerves. Ever so slowly that head moved until Leena felt lips touch at the lobe of her ear. Those lips drew her lobe in and nibbled gently at it. Leena let out a gasp and shuddered at the pleasure she felt. The mouth let go and a tongue teased at the juncture of her ear and face. This caused her to arch her neck and shiver. She had never before been touched like this.

"Do you like this?" a voice whispered gently into her ear with a soft giggle. "I am very much attracted to you and I'm very glad you let me dance with you." There was a kiss and a licking at her neck and then a sucking and a nibbling. "Can you tell me your name, I forgot to ask before."

"Heh," Leena let out a tension relieving laugh that almost turned into a moan. "Leena."

"Leena?" The girl said very softly, and then kissed her neck again as if she could taste the name in the sweat sliding down it. "I'm Laura, Laura Arlen."

The lips kissed down her cheek with painful slowness. Finally, at least for the over stimulated Leena, Laura placed one last kiss on the corner of her mouth and then it came. Those soft lips pressed against her own and Leena felt a convulsion run through her entire body. A hot flood seemed to explode into her panties and she ground her crotch into a leg that she hadn't realized Laura was slipping between her own. The shuddering orgasm continued as Laura ground her leg up and down. Her brain couldn't, for a long couple of minutes, wrap itself around the stimuli. She found herself kissing Laura back hard and her right hand held onto the other girls shoulder and she dug her fingers in hard for support.

Then the moment passed and she pulled her lips back to take in a stuttering breath. The air coming into her lungs felt too cold for her overheated body. The exhale felt like it came from a torch. When she opened eyes she didn't remember closing, she looked again into a set of hazel ones. Those eyes spoke volumes. They were pleased eyes. Their owner was very, very happy.

At that moment it slammed into her mind. She realized what she had just done. She had openly and willingly let another girl pleasure her to an orgasm in front of a whole crowd of other people. As panic set in she tried to look around surreptitiously at those immediately around her. Most she was relieved to see hadn't noticed anything really amiss. But one girl was looking right at her with a smirk on her face.

That look was all it took. She pulled away from Laura, who gaped at the sudden separation, and booked it from the room at a fast walk. As soon as she was out of sight from anyone else she quickly made her way to the front door. When she saw that there was no one standing out front anymore, she ran out to the front lawn and through the cars until she came to Angela's. She went around to the driver's side which faced away from the door to the house and dropped down to her ass against it. As soon as she did so she panted in agonizing panic.

She tried to figure out why she had done what she did. It had been so sudden and so powerful that she had been consumed by it. Never in her life had she been that excited. She had been masturbating since she was nine, but this was just...so much different than the fantasies of her imagination had ever implied. It had filled every fiber of her teenage body.

"Leena!" she caught her breath at hearing Laura call her name into the evening air. "Leena, I'm sorry...please come and talk to me! Tell me what I did wrong!"

She heard the sincerity and the raw worry in the voice but she couldn't make herself stand up and face her. She didn't actually blame Laura at all. She had just been interested in her and Leena had responded to that desire. Leena knew it was her own problem. She heard Laura's footsteps approaching and tried to come up with something, anything, to say to her. But her mind was still running in circles.

"Hey! You!" The new voice was one she recognized immediately. It was Angela's and she sounded furious. "Get the hell away from her!"

"But I wasn't—"

"I don't care," Angela said, cutting her off. "Just back off and go inside. You've done enough."

For a long couple of seconds there was silence and then there was a soft whisper, "I'm sorry." Leena heard Laura start to cry as she walked away and it felt like a punch to the gut. After she had been out of earshot for almost a minute she heard Angela's footsteps approaching. When she came around the car her own face was wet with tears.

She didn't even know why she was crying except that she was filled with too many conflicting emotions. She looked up into Angela's face and saw the concern there. Angela looked down at her and sighed heavily and ran a hand through her thick, well groomed hair.

"Shit Leena!" She said in tired exasperation. "This was not something I had planned for! Aggressive boys, yes, you wasted, yes, your angry mother, definitely yes, but not this."

She moved over and sat on the dew moist turf next to her and threw an arm over her shoulders. Leena leaned into the hug as she tried to calm herself down. It worked almost immediately.

"What happened?" Angela asked softly.

"I don't really know," Leena said softly at first. "She just asked to show me how to dance and I agreed."

"She didn't seem odd to you?"

"No, not really, I just thought she was attractive. She seemed really nice so I let her show me."

"Then what?"

Leena poured it all out. It took a while and her face was red with embarrassment, but she got it all out. It took a while because she remembered every tiny detail and for some reason it felt important to recall it all. By the time she was done she felt moist again between her legs just from the memory.

"So, what you're saying," Angela asked slowly, "is that you freaked out because you were enjoying what happened? Not because she actually did something wrong?"

"Pretty much, yes," Leena replied feeling a lot calmer now that she had gotten it all out. "It just...seemed to burn me up until I exploded."

"I suppose that's an understandable response," Angela mused. "You've never had any kind of sexual experience so your first taste happening in a place like this was probably pretty freaky."

"Yeah!" Leena agreed with a small Laugh. "I think only one person noticed anything, but I just couldn't handle her knowing what I did. I felt..."

"Like it was you who did something wrong?" Angela asked.

"Yeah," she agreed again. "But now..."

Angela gave grunt of a laugh and Leena glanced at her face and saw a smirk there now. "You've got a thing for that girl? You wish it had gone on longer?"

"Yes, both of those I think."

"Do you want to go back inside and talk to her?" Angela asked with a smile.

"What?! No, nonono," Leena shook her head. "She's probably really pissed at me now. I mean, I let her do that and obviously enjoyed it, and then I took off and you yelled at her for it. And I have no idea what to say to her anyways. If I go back now I'll just look and sound like an idiot."

"Then what do you want to do?" Angela asked. "You've been hit by your first crush and you're just going to walk away from her?"

"I can't face her again," Leena responded lamely. "Can't you just take me home?"

"Sure, no problem," Angela agreed and stood up. "I actually planned to end tonight early anyways."

When they were back on the road again and on the way home something occurred to Leena that hadn't before. "How come you aren't surprised by me liking a girl?" she asked.

Angela shrugged and looked amused. "Doesn't matter to me who you like, we've been friends since we were babies. I'm happy if you're happy. "She stopped and chuckled. "Actually, I was surprised ten minutes ago when you walked in with that girl. You probably didn't notice this, but I was actually only a short distance behind the two of you. I had a front row seat for your little show."

Leena felt herself flush again. "You actually saw everything?"

"Yep, I almost said something to stop you, but by then you two were already having fun. I didn't want to interrupt."

When they got back and pulled into Angela's driveway, Leena felt immensely better. She just wanted to go up to her room, and crash. She got out of the car and Angela walked her back to her house. When she opened the door her mom was already coming to her.

"Well?" she asked "How was it? You guys are back much earlier than I thought you'd be."

"It was a lot of fun, like Angela said," Leena replied honestly. "I met a lot of people got to hang out and stuff. All of it was very...interesting." She couldn't help stressing the last word.

"And before you ask," Angela said with a grin. "No, nothing bad happened to Leena at all. I brought her back just the way she left."

"Heh, you know me well, Angela," mom replied with a smile. Then she turned it back to Leena. "Did you meet anyone nice?"

She knew she should have expected her mom to ask a question like that, but she hadn't. Before she could school her features to stillness enough surprise and emotion slipped onto her face for her mom to catch it. Her mother grinned in triumph.

"So you did meet someone!" Mom laughed. "Is that why your home early?"

"Partially," Angela told her. "Leena got all embarrassed and wanted to come home."

"I wasn't expecting it!" Leena told her friend. Blushing as her mom watched on. "I panicked."

"Sounds like you did have a fun night," Mom chuckled. "Are you going right to bed?"

"Yeah, I'm bushed," Leena replied. She turned to Angela. "Thanks for taking me out tonight and for bringing me back when I freaked out."

"No problem," Angela said jovially. "Want to do it again?"

"Yes...but hopefully next time I won't freak out and mess things up."

They exchanged a quick hug and then Angela gave one to her mom. After Angela left, Leena made her way back upstairs to her room. She stripped out of her dress and tossed it, followed by her bra, onto her chair. Then she made a quick trip to her bathroom to take care of things and threw her orgasm drenched panties into her hamper. Once she was ready, she flopped onto her bed and curled under her covers.

Despite what she'd told Angela and her mom she didn't go straight to sleep. Instead she lay there in thought about her random encounter with Laura. It played back through her mind over and over.

Her primary emotion at first and for a long time was regret. Despite the fact that she certainly hadn't expected to be approached by another girl like Laura had, she wished she hadn't panicked and ran away. It had been an opportunity for her that she had thrown away. She knew that she could have still been in the arms of Laura.

They had felt so good around her and the pure sensual overload from Laura's touch had been mind numbingly amazing. That feeling was unparalleled by anything else she had ever experienced. It had made her frequent masturbation sessions seem like small sneezes. She raised her fingers to her lips and held them there as if she could somehow recreate that moment when Laura had kissed her. That had been her very first kiss. She wanted Laura to give her more like that one. It had caused such a wonderful burning inside her.

But there was no way that could happen, right? Not only had she shoved herself way from the girl, she ran away and hid from her. If she was in Laura's position she knew she'd probably feel terribly rejected and angry. And then Angela had yelled at Laura because she had been cowering behind the car. She was dead sure Laura must be feeling a bit pissed at her. Not that it would matter now.

Leena had no idea if Laura went to her school or not. But she didn't remember ever seeing her in the halls or in any classes. Very likely they would never meet again. And that was the most painful part of this all. She had actually met someone, another girl, who had been interested in her and she had ruined it

She let out a long, tired sigh and rolled onto her side. After she got comfortable she just laid there until she finally ran out of gas and fell asleep. But till then her mind never stopped wonder about the might-have-beens.

******

After that first party, several weeks past by and Leena resigned herself to the fact that she would probably never see Laura again. At first she was a little depressed by that and more than a little self recriminating, but she decided that she just had to learn from the experience and move on.

She went to several more parties and what-not with Angela over the next couple of weeks and between the new people she was meeting and the general bustle of school she eventually forgot all about that first disastrous night. In fact she found herself greatly enjoying some of the older girls company that Angela introduced her to. Some of them were a bit leery about hanging out with a girl that was younger than they were at first, but then opened up just like Leena did herself.

And she didn't even feel all that bad when she Angela got in a few I-told-you –so's when she admitted that getting out of her shy, introverted shell was a lot of fun. She had even hung out with Tanis from that first party a number of times independent of Angela. The girl was a lot of fun and seemed to find her enjoyable too. So there was very little to remind her of the beautiful girl who had danced with her that night.

Now she was wandering through her school's lonely, empty hallways. She had been forced to stay after to do some prep-work on a project in her technology class. They were working with industrial CAD programs and using a milling machine to produce their own little plastic figurine. She loved the project and had gotten a little...carried away... with the ambitiousness of her own design. Thus she had been forced to stay behind today so that she could finish it before they fed the designs to the machine after the weekend was over.

But she was feeling good. She was greatly pleased by her design because it had drawn more than a little praise from both her classmates and the instructor who even told that she had a knack for this kind of thing.

When she stepped out of the school to begin her long walk home, her mood was so good that she failed to notice the gloomy, dark clouds overhead. Instead she set out down the street at a casual, unhurried pace. It was just over two miles to her house from the school so she hadn't felt a need to call her mom or Angela to give her a ride. She liked walking and she was in better than decent physical shape.

To help pass the time, she pulled her headphones out of her school bag and plugged them into her cellphone. After bringing up a song file she liked she slipped the slim device into her skirt pocket.

That was another thing she had changed. She had decided to listen to Angela's advice about her wardrobe and adjusted it a little. Angela had of course, been absurdly pleased by the decision and practically dragged out to shop. Now she had a nice collection of skirts, more fashionable jeans and nice tops. Today she had on a spaghetti strap tank-top under an open front short sleeved shirt. She had grudgingly admitted in the end that things like this actually did look good on her.

She was so lost and distracted by her inner musings and the music pumping away into her ears that she missed the first low, warning rumble of thunder. She also missed the second even though it was substantially louder. But there was no ignoring the third. Lighting sizzled and filled her vision so suddenly that she actually squeaked in surprise and the sharp crack that followed was deafening.

Before she had a chance to react, the rain followed. The torrential downpour that seemed to resemble a dam burst in Leena's mind soaked her immediately. The drops were huge and heavy and were driven but a strong, fast wind that came rushing in with the sudden spring storm. In a few minutes it was raining so hard that it was difficult for her to see the sidewalk in front of her.

Though she knew it was a futile effort, she broke into a run. She was just under halfway home, but she didn't want to spend any more time in the hostile weather than she had to. So she booked it and went as fast as she could, her wet, soggy shoes slapping with each step.

Eventually she made it to her first turn. The main street she was one was one of the major thoroughfares in her town. She crossed the street now to turn into a heavily built up residential area. Here the street twisted and turned because of the vagaries of subdivision builder. They designed things so that as many houses as possible fit into a given area, so that mean no straight roads in an area like this one that had a few natural geographic difficulties that inhibited their use. Usually she didn't care, it was just a way to get home, but now the increased distances annoyed her.

She reached another turn, deep into the houses, and stepped out into the street to cross over it. Since she was still at a decent running pace and in a very low vision situation, she placed her foot in the wrong place when she was just a couple feet short of the far curb.

What she stepped on was a loose hunk of asphalt. Normally it might have held her weight with no problem and probably would have stayed right where it was. But now it was liberally lubricated by the rainwater so that it shot forward with a loud scrapping sound and thunked into the curb. Leena's foot slipped into the and because of her forward momentum, her ankle twisted awkwardly when it was caught in place.

"Ahhh!" Shouting at the surprising jolt of pain from her ankle, she slammed forward and down onto the street. Right into a decent sized puddle. It was easily a longer body of water than her body was tall, so she was made even wetter than she thought she possible could be. It was also incredibly cold and unpleasant.

Wincing, she jiggled her trapped foot free of the treacherous pothole and did it again when she saw her foot. Her ankle was an angry, fast welling red color. She moved it and knew it wasn't broken, but it would definitely be painful to walk on for a few days. But first she used her hands to shuffle back and out of the puddle. Then she sat on the curb. She braced her arms on her knees and pushed herself up to standing. Water sluiced down her body to the street but it scarcely made her feel any drier.

Once she felt she was more composed and had regained some calm she started walking again in the direction of home. Each step with her messed-up right ankle shot pain up that leg but she pushed on. Her pace was severely hindered by a hobbled step she couldn't stop herself from doing. She made it almost a whole fifty yards when a voice came from behind her.

"Uh, excuse me," the voice said, clearly female. It was also, for some reason Leena couldn't place, vaguely familiar.

When she turned around to see who wanted to talk to her in this ungodly weather, her heart nearly stopped. There, standing on the sidewalk with an umbrella in her small hand, was Laura. Like before Laura was dressed mostly in black, with a small skirt and a tank top and the very sight of her made Leena's mouth salivate. She knew her eyes must be bulging in surprise because across from her, Laura's were doing the same.

"It's you!" Laura said in a stunned, low hiss. It didn't sound angry to Leena, but not happy either. All Leena could make herself do in reply was to make a small confirming nod. But it made Laura take in and then release a substantial breath of air.

For a long, very uncomfortable moment, neither of them spoke. All they did was stare at each other through the pouring rain. Leena couldn't read what Laura was feeling at the moment, but her own mind was racing. She was remembering everything she had experience in that brief encounter with this girl and despite the fact that she was worried, she felt a bit of warmth bloom between her legs. But then she unconsciously shifted her weight out of habit onto her bad ankle. "GAhh!" her bark of pain jolted them both from their stillness.

"Oh God, you really are hurt," Laura said quickly and, Leena noticed, with worry. "I thought I saw a girl fall in the street from my window so I came out to see if you were hurt. But, well, I didn't expect it to actually be...you."

Leena wanted to apologize for her behavior that first night, but she couldn't think of anything to say that wouldn't sound pathetic. Instead she bit her lower lip and frowned uselessly.

Again Laura stared at her for a moment, but this time she visibly came to a conclusion. She nodded her head once and said, "Follow me."

Laura turned around and began walking away without looking back again. Leena, after a confused moment of indecision, hobbled after her. Laura's tone had been a bit frosty in her command, but had to follow. She had to talk to Laura somehow. She had thought that she would never, ever, run across her again so she wanted...something...from this meeting.

At first Laura walked far ahead of her, but after a minute Leena saw her peek over her shoulder. Then she slowed down a bit to match Leena's slower pace. She didn't make an attempt to drop back with her, but at least she had slowed, Leena thought. Laura eventually turned up the walk of a house that lay right next to the corner where she had fallen. Laura unlocked her front door and stepped inside, leaving it open for Leena.

Leena approached the door and as she drew closer she felt nervousness renew itself inside her chest. What would Laura do once she was inside that house? What would she say?

When she did step inside the foyer Laura shut the door firmly behind them. It wasn't exactly a slamming of the door, but neither was it friendly. Leena looked around herself and saw that the house was mostly unlit but well furnished. It was also dead quiet except for the two of them.

Laura jolted her out of her observations by kneeling down in front of her. "Lift your foot," Laura said firmly. Knowing what she meant, she set her school bag down along with her phone and the attached headphones, and lifted her injured foot up and leaned back against the door for support. Laura very carefully undid the laces of her shoe and pulled it open and loose. Then she slowly drew it off her foot. Next she drew of Leena's sopping wet sock. She threw the sock onto the grate of a floor vent.

Laura held onto her foot and poked at it a little. It hurt like hell, but Leena knew what she was doing so she didn't say anything.

"It's not broken," Laura said, sounding a little relieved. She stood and walked out of the small entry area. She came right back carrying a wooden chair. She set it on the linoleum of the foyer and gestured Leena into it. "You can take your other one off." Leena did so quickly and put her sock with the other one.

When Laura held out her slim hand to help her stand back up, Leena took it. As soon as they made contact Leena was almost dead sure she felt something like charge run through her body. And through Laura's too if the other girl's brief expression change said anything. But then it was gone and Laura was leading her up a flight of stairs, albeit, very slowly.

"In there," Laura said, pointing at a doorway in the upstairs hallway. Leena entered and found herself in an immaculately kept bathroom. The paraphernalia around the sink suggested heavily that it was Laura's. Since Laura didn't follow her, she just sat onto the closed toilet it to wait for whatever it was Laura had planned. Laura entered a moment later carrying a bundle of clothes.

"Here," Laura said, setting the clothes on the countertop next to the sink. "Change into these after you take a hot shower. I don't want you getting sick." She left and closed the door behind her.

"She's definitely pissed," Leena muttered to herself. Then she sighed and reached down to the hem of her shirts to pull the skin plastered things off of her. She tossed them into the sink so that it would drip on anything. "At least she seems worried about me."

Next went to skirt and bra. They went into the sink too. Lastly she pulled herself upright and peeled her wet panties off. When she went to throw them on the pile she noticed with a blush no one could see, that the wet crotch was warm, not cold from the rainwater. A small, testing sniff confirmed that it had been moistened there by her fluids.

It took her a moment to figure out the controls of Laura's shower, but soon she had it running nice and hot. She usually preferred showers that were near scalding and the water here was just right. As soon as she was under the spray she felt all of the chill leave her body. Out of habit she started to wash herself slowly, but then she remembered this wasn't her house or water bill. She quickened her bathing. When she got to her hair she had to pause. Instead of grabbing the partial bottle sitting in the easy to get at shelf, she grabbed a fuller looking one from the tub's rim. For some reason she felt it would have been wrong somehow to come out smelling exactly like Laura.

Once done she toweled off slowly, not wanting to rush out and confront Laura again. She was really grateful Laura had helped her out, but this wasn't exactly going great either. She didn't blame Laura for being standoffish to her, but it was a bit depressing. She wanted to see the same, happy and excited Laura who had practically dragged her into dancing. But her delaying could only last so long; eventually there was no more water on her body for the towel to remove.

The clothing Laura had provided consisted of a pair of cotton shorts and a baggy sweatshirt. The choices seemed to mostly random to Leena. She wondered if Laura had simply grabbed the first garment to hand. The shorts when she pulled them on proved to be nearly skin tight since her legs were a little thicker and more muscular than Laura's. The sweatshirt however was big and baggy. She checked herself out and blushed when she saw the shorts. They left very little to the imagination. The shape of her mound was easily seen. But there was nothing else for her to wear and she didn't want to try asking for something else.

Instead she left the bathroom with her wet clothes in hand. She found Laura leaning back against the wall next to another doorway a little further down the hallway with her eyes closed. When she drew near Laura open her eyes and looked at her. For a moment Laura's eye seemed glued to her legs and crotch. After she saw Laura lick her lips in an uncertain manner, the girl gestured at the room. Leena got the hint and went inside.

"Give me your clothes, I'll run them through out drier," Laura said. Leena slid her phone out of her skirt pocket and then handed the wet lump over. When Laura left, she turned to look at the room.

It was a larger than average bedroom with tons of stuff everywhere. There were shelves full of novels, a tv hanging on a wall, posters of metal bands she had never heard of and a large, very well equipped computer desk. A twin-sized bed sat in the far corner with a window above its foot. On the bed, on the neatly folded sheets, was a thick, folded towel. Before she had a chance to look at anything in detail Laura returned carrying a large freezer bag full of ice.

"Could you lie back on the bed?" Laura asked. This time Leena noted there was something different in Laura's voice, but she couldn't identify what it was exactly. But she did as she was asked; or tried to at least. She walked toward the bed, with Laura beside her, but when she went to turn around and sit onto it a sharp twinge from her ankle caused that leg to buckle.

"Ahch!" She bit down from the pain and fell toward the bed.

"Leena!" Laura gasped, instinctively reaching out a hand to help her. But that was a foolish thing to do. All that did was to make so that Leena's already falling weight yanked her down too.

Leena managed to turn herself as she fell and landed onto her back on the soft bed, but the air was driven from her lungs when Laura landed right on top of her. For a moment they just panted from the shock with their legs hanging over the edge of the bed. But then Leena fully realized their predicament. Laura was on top of her with her face just inches from her own and that made her pussy flood immediately. She also felt her nipples hardening and grazing the rough inside of the sweatshirt she was wearing.

Laura must have noticed her change somehow because she to stopped her hard breathing and looked right down into her eyes. Leena didn't know how long they stayed like that, but it was a very long time. As it went on she noticed changes in Laura too. Her skin started to flush and she began so sweat of her forehead a little bit. Her breathing also increased. This caused her breasts, which Leena now saw were only held back by a thin tank top, to rub against hers. Laura's nipple visibly hardened and formed two small dents in the shirt.

Then something, God only knows what, seemed to trigger them into motion. Their faces came together slowly and when their lips touched, Leena felt that fire inside her again. At first the kiss was just a soft greeting, like saying hello. But the next one, then two, and then three, increased in duration and passion. They kissed for a wonderfully long time and when Leena slid her tongue out Laura readily opened her mouth and greeted it with her own. At this point the room was filled with the soft moans and grunting of their mutual excitement.

It was Laura who finally ended the spontaneous make-out session. She pulled her head back and stared down at Leena with passion lidded eyes. Her breathing was ragged and she was clearly aroused. Leena stared back and, when Laura's bangs slid down to obstruct her view, she was unable keep herself from reaching of a hand to brush them aside. Her fingertips grazed Laura's face lightly but the contact cause a visible shudder to pass through Laura's body.

"Why?" Laura said in a confused, yet passion filled voice. "Why did you run away from me on that night? I know you felt something when we were together. I knew I felt it as soon a I looked at you."

Leena felt none of the icy dread she would have felt at any other time by this question. She was far too deep into Laura's hazel eyes. "I...I was afraid," she said softly.

"You were afraid of me?" Laura asked, her voice sounded hurt.

"No!" Leena responded quickly, looking hard to make sure Laura believed her. "I was afraid of me. Before that night, I was always shy and uncertain of myself. I spent most of my time to myself or with just one other friend. But that night, that friend took me out to get me to open up and live a little. It started to work. I was enjoying myself, having fun. But then a girl asked me to dance with her." She saw that Laura was paying rapt attention. "Before that night I knew that I liked girls, but had never acted on that interest. What you made me feel frightened me. Not because it was bad or painful, but because it was so powerfully amazing. Add that on top of the fact that we were in the middle of a crowd of people, it made me panic. So I ran. For that I was and still am, very sorry."

"What about that girl who chased me off?" Laura asked.

"My friend Angela, she was just looking out for me because she really cares about me. We've been friends since we were babies. I explained everything to her afterwards, but I'm sorry about hiding behind the car and not saying anything right away. I just couldn't handle it right then," Leena licked her lips nervously. "I went home that night with nothing but regrets. I even looked for you at my school just in case you went there all the next week. I wanted to find you and explain."

"I go to a private school," Laura said in a soft voice. "But you really looked for me?"

"Yes."

Laura slowly, almost torturously, lowered her head again. Their lips came back into contact and to Leena it was as if Laura suddenly melted onto her. Laura's arms and hands were suddenly everywhere. Her arms were caressed and played with, her stomach too. Then a hand slid under the sweatshirt and slip upwards. It stopped just as a fingertip touched lightly against the bottom of her left breast.

"Leena...can I?" Laura asked in a trembling voice. "I...want to touch you again."

Leena reached up with one hand and pulled Laura's lips back to her own. With permission given, she felt a small hand slid onto her breast and cup it gently. At first the touch was almost reverential as Laura explored her flesh. Then as both their ever mounting passions grew, that hand began to caress and fondle her most erotically.

Leena loved to play with her own breasts whenever she masturbated and Laura was learning this very quickly. Her nipple, once Laura experimented wonderfully to find what she liked, was pinched and tugged on. Then a second arm went up the sweatshirt to do the same to the other one. All the while Leena moaned and hollered into their continuing kiss.

She also began to grind her overexcited groin into Laura's thigh in smooth gyrations. She couldn't help herself from doing it. She was even more aroused now than she had been that first night they had met.

Laura began yanking at the sweatshirt and she got the hint. She pushed upright a little and Laura quickly drew the garment up her. Then Leena lay back again and let it be pulled off entirely. Once she was topless she saw the open lust and arousal in Laura's face increase. She also saw that her brown nipples were standing at maximum attention in the middle of her soft tan skin. Laura wanted her, and she wanted Laura back.

"You too," Leena gasped out, releasing Laura's lips for a brief moment.

Laura didn't argue. She simply sat up and practically ripped her tank top over her head. Her bra followed. Leena swallowed and felt a wetness oozing out between her legs. Laura's breasts, a little larger than her own, were amazing. At least in her very much prejudiced opinion. Laura's skin was a little pale and her breasts sat firm, each tipped by small, pink numbs. She wanted to taste them, but Laura dropped down and started kissing at her neck and ears again.

Until that party she had never realized how sensitive she was in those places, but Laura seemed to know instinctively, the exact places to kiss, or lick or nibble lightly with her teeth. Each one sent small mini-orgasms rippling through her. They were even better when Laura's hands were on her breasts again. It was almost to enjoyable to allow for thought.

But she didn't want to be the only one enjoying things. She reached and slid her hands down Laura's skinny body. She went past her hips and grabbed onto the thin material of the skirt. She pulled it up quickly and went it was high enough she slithered her hands under it. She grabbed hold of Laura's round butt and found it to be both soft and firm at the same time. When she squeezed and fondled Laura's ass, the girl let out a guttural moan. Then she redoubled her oral attentions almost ravenously.

With one hand she slid two fingers down the hot place between Laura's nether cheeks with only a thin layer of cloth between her and Laura's skin. When she reached Laura's asshole it twitched under her fingertips, and at the same time a high pitched squeak came out of Laura's mouth. Seeing that Laura enjoyed being touched there, she kept her fingers in place and rubbed them in light circles. She realized quickly that it was already pretty wet where she was touching.

"Uh...Leena," Laura said, her body shuddering oddly. "T-that's my..."

"I know what it is," Leena replied with a smile. "It feels nice right? You're enjoying it?"

"Y-yes! But it's still..."

"If you like it, then I'll be touching where I want to touch. And I want to touch you there," Laura grinned, not really knowing where she was getting her current confidence. "I want to touch you anywhere that makes you feel good."

She increased the pressure of her fingers and Laura's moaning got louder. To shut herself up Laura put her head back down and recaptured one of Leena's nipples. Then they were both moaning.

Since one hand was now occupied with the back hole stroking, Leena moved the other one down the same path. This one reached the first's intended target. When her first two fingers slid onto Laura's lower lips, she found the panties there to be hot and wet. She rubbed up and down on that slit through the panties, reveling in the sensation. But she wanted more.

Her fingers deftly moved the panties aside so that they could touch Laura directly. She found Laura's pussy to be soaked and leaking like mad. Her middle finger explored the area around the pussy and found the hole to be incredibly small tight. But slowly she sunk it in. Laura crushed her into a tight embrace at the penetration and her breathing grew raged.

"Oh my god," Laura panted.

"I only just put it in?" Leena said softly, slowing pushing her finger in and out of Laura's blazing hot depths.

"I know," Laura answered. "I...AH!...have always been...really small there."

She started to thrust her hips in time to Leena's finger thrusts. Leena tried to curl her finger a little to rub harder against the front wall of Laura's vagina. The effort was immediately shown appreciation by an almost continual groaning as it went on.

As she humped that hand, Laura also rubbed her thigh hard against Leena's shorts covered pussy. The tightly stretched material did nothing to stop her fluids from getting all over that smooth expanse of skin. In response she started humping that leg back.

From there neither of them were thinking beings. They were each consumed entirely by the feelings growing between their legs. But it was Laura who was the first to fall. Out of nowhere she let out a great bark of surprise and her body began to shake. Her head whipped down and she bit almost painfully onto Leena's right nipple. That was the last straw for her and then she was cumming as well. They both moaned and thrust their hips faster and harder as they became almost insensate from the sudden feeling that exploded out from between both their legs.

Faster and faster they went. Legs ground and thrust and Leena fingered Laura's clenching and flooding pussy even fasters. She could feel wetness pouring out onto her leg but she didn't care, her own pussy was providing its own share of wetness to the bed. Then almost as one, another round of stronger orgasms began slamming into them.

Leena wasn't sure exactly how long it lasted, but when she slowly came back to reality, she was covered in sweat and Laura was laying on top of her with her face nuzzled into Leena's neck. Her muscles felt like she had done a full body workout when she moved an arm up and around Laura's nude form.

At the contact Laura mumbled something unintelligible and her eyes fluttered open. Leena didn't notice this at first because she was focused on the wetness coating the finger of one hand. She pulled that hand back down and slid the finger into her mouth. Laura tasted wonderful. So good in fact that she was tempted to reach for more. But Almost as soon as her finger left her lips she felt a shuddering orgasm pass through Laura again. Her eyes flicked over to meet the other girl's, and saw she was staring."

She smiled at the look on Laura's face and brought their lips together for a gentle kiss. This one seemed to convey both of their thanks for what had transpired.

"That was awesome," Laura said in understatement when they pulled apart. "It was so many times better than the last time."

"For me too," Leena agreed.

For about and hour they just lay their smiling, touching lightly and kissing as they both calmed down and just enjoyed their intimacy. But as calmness entered their bodies, Leena became reminded of her injured ankle. The lack of endorphins flooding her brain let the pain seep trough and it began to feel like a throbbing pulse in tune with her heart. She tried to ignore it because she didn't want Laura to pull away yet. But Laura remembered all on her own.

"Oh God Leena!" Laura suddenly gasped out. She reached out a hand and then held up a now half-melted back of ice. "Your ankle, I complete forgot when we started this up."

"I kinda forgot too," Leena laughed. "I'm only just starting to feel it again."

"Heh, then maybe I should just start pleasuring you again?" Leena's grinned.

"If I wasn't so tired now I'd have no objections at all. But for now, can you help me up?"

Laura rose up onto her knees and between the two of them she got up all the way onto the bed with her back resting against a wall. Laura put the towel under her ankle and then put the freezing cold bag on top of it. The numbing felt great.

Then Laura pulled her own body up against her and they just sat together for a bit.

"Am I forgiven yet for running away from you?" Leena asked after a little while.

"Hmmm, I think I need one more thing first," Laura said, smiling happily.

"And what is that?"

"You need to agree to be my girlfriend from now on, I'll accept nothing less than that."

Leena grinned back because there was only one possible answer.

"Done!"