This is a flash fiction story about love and sex and two college women who were lucky to find each other.

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Debbie Costner sat on the sofa in the off-campus apartment of Barbara Nolan.  Barbara was the editor in chief of the student newspaper of a local university.  Debbie was a reporter on the newspaper.  Both sat on the sofa sipping from glasses of chilled wine.

Classical music played low on the radio tuned to the local public radio station, WQED.  Barbara was saying, “The G-20 conference is going to be big.  I know it’s only July.  But I want us to cover it as much as a student newspaper can.  We won’t have access to what’s going on inside, at least not like the mainstream media but we can cover what’s going on in the streets.  School will be back in and we can cover the protesters in the streets every day.  Pittsburgh has never seen anything like this.”

Debbie put the glass of wine she had been sipping on down on the cocktail table in front of her.  She said, “Is that the only reason you asked me over here?  To cover the G-20?”

“What are you talking about?”

“I may be new on the staff but you do have a reputation.  A well known reputation.”

“I see.”

Barbara got up with her glass of wine and went to the picture window.  She had been lucky to get this apartment.  The apartment was on the top floor, the fourth floor, of an apartment building that was in a part of the city where she could see the Allegheny and the Monongahela form the Ohio River; but the rent was affordable.  The three rivers glistened in the afternoon sun.

Still looking at the three rivers with her back to the sofa Barbara said, “What have you heard?”

“That you like girls.  That you like obedience.”

“Anything else?”

“That your last girlfriend got hit by a car and died two years ago.”

Barbara said, “I want you to cover the G-20.  It’s a big story.”

“I’ll do my best.  Thank you, Barbara, for the opportunity.  It will really look great on my resume.  Is there anything else you want me to do?”

Barbara took a long sip of her wine.  Still facing the three rivers she said, “Take off all your clothes.”

After several moments Debbie said, “I’m not wearing anything.”

“Reach in the drawer in the cocktail table and take out what you see.  The batteries are brand new.  It should work perfectly.  Lay on the sofa and use it.”

After several moments Debbie said, “I’m sure you can hear that I’m using it.”

“It has a nice in and out sound.  Now beg me to make love to you.”

“Barbara, please make love to me.”

“Again.”

“Barbara, make love to me.”

“Again.”

“Barbara, make love to me.”

“Again.”

“You’re teasing me.  Barbara, please.”

“Again.”

“Please please please.”

“Again.”

“Barbara, yes…Oh, Barbara…What are you waiting for?”

Barbara turned around.  She saw Debbie spread eagle on the sofa.  Barbara drank down the rest of her wine and walked over and put the empty glass down on the cocktail table.  With her free hand, Debbie reached for Barbara.  Barbara began to undress.

“Now,” Barbara said, “you’re ready.”

The End

Nude Conversation

Orgasm

Taboo Love

Sex Games

Young Lust

A Young Woman’s Lust

Taboo Love

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  • fishfry aka Elizabeth Figueroa on Jul 1, 2009

    Powerful words, different from what I am accustomed to reading thou.

  • lh on Jul 6, 2009

    SEXUALITY IS TOTAL INDIVIDUALITY

  • Fantasia Lillith on Jul 12, 2009

    hmmmm…. I wanted more … i feel like this was an amuse bouche.

  • Guy Hogan on Jul 12, 2009

    Hi, Fantasia Lillith:

    If the writer is lucky the reader usually wants more after the story is offer.

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