A Girl's Story Chapter 27
My sister-in-law's miscarriage cast a long shadow over my family for a long time. With time it faded into memory but even today it's still a painful memory. I did get a suggestion from a reader to put some sort of divider between the vignettes that make up this long story and so I have started doing that. As always, while this is a work of fiction, it is based on what I fantasize my far more exciting could have been. All good stories are grounded in some level of truth.
Part 27: Dealing with a Personal Loss, Autumn Adventures, the Rocky Horror Picture Show, and the First Friendsgiving
When we got home from Rockford I just felt hollow inside, looking back I now know I was experiencing some significant depression but at the time all I knew was that I just felt sad all the time; the world just seemed to be in shades of gray, like an underdeveloped print. I went through the motions of my daily life, but nothing brought me any joy or seemed to have any meaning. Lisa was seriously worried about me, she told me I would often cry in my sleep. I would go out on long rides on Bill by myself but nothing, not the bike, not food, not even sex seemed to bring me any joy. Lisa became firm, as in total Elf-Queen firm, that I needed to talk to someone. On the next Sunday she insisted I come to church with her and after the service I was sitting in the parish hall sipping my tea. Lisa was sitting beside me, her hand on my thigh; I was lost in a my now usual gray fog. I looked up to see Dr. Hirschhorn coming toward us with his cup of coffee, leaning heavily on his cane, he didn't have his usual, jovial look; I took that to mean that Lisa had told him what was going on.
He sat down with us, "Good morning girls." He looked at me, "Lisa has shared the story of your loss with us my dear girl, please know that we all feel your grief." I mumbled an indistinct "Thank you."
"I am not going to presume to tell you how to feel Cynthia, your feelings are your own. I can't tell you that this pain will go away because I know it will not. It is one of the burdens us older folks carry; we have experienced loss too many times and as we get older those losses come with ever more distressing frequency. What I can tell you is that the passage of time will make this loss feel less raw. We all handle losses like this, losses that we fear will shatter our souls, in our own way. I have my faith, Lisa has her faith even though the lens she sees it through is different from mine. What I can tell you is that you have many people who love you, Lisa most of all, and we all are all here for you. It may sound flippant Cynthia, but life will go on and you will feel joy again."
I took a deep breath, I could feel tears on my cheeks, "I've been a real buzzkill, haven't I?"
Lisa kissed me on the cheek, "Yes you have sweetie," her smile was a sad one.
I smiled a little, for the first time in a week, "So what's going on in the sky Dr. H?"
Dr. H patted my hand and smiled at me, "I'm glad you asked my dear; there's another comet, it's called Hale-Bopp, and it has been getting brighter for several months. You can just now see it if you are someplace really dark and it may be the brightest comet in almost two centuries, I hope you and Lisa will come by the house over the next few months to see it with me."
"We will Dr. H." I stood up and kissed him on his balding head, "And thank you. For everything."
"I'm glad I could help my dear."
When we got back home Lisa pulled me down onto the couch with her; she held onto me pretty tight almost all afternoon and I finally started to feel that heavy gray fog finally lifting from my spirit.
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I got home from my history class on a chilly afternoon to the sounds of happy sex coming from the bedroom. I felt quite a thrill, both of us liked it when the other one brought home another girl for some cheerful fucking. Lisa was on her belly, her lovely butt up in the air, her head between the chubby thighs of her friend Abigail licking her black friend's soft pussy. Lisa looked up, smiling to see me stripping. "Abigail told me she has become quite curious about what sex with a girl is like and she decided to ask someone she trusts. I told her we would be happy to show her how to make love to a woman. You my dear, will have to wait your turn." I was good with that, I slid behind Abigail so that she could lean back against my naked body. I played with her very puffy, jet black nipples while Lisa licked Abigail's pussy with long, slow strokes. I turned Abigail's head toward me so I could flick her tongue with the tip of mine, which felt very nice. Her breathing became very fast and shallow and after a long exhale she slumped against me, her thick legs shaking a little.
Abigail laid on top of Lisa so that their boobs were mashed together with Abigail on top. I got between their legs and began licking their pussys and buttholes. Abigail had a lot of very soft, black pubic hair with her black pussy lips tucked in tight; I very much enjoyed finding her clit with my tongue. Abigail squeaked a little when the tip of my tongue pushed into her butt but she also said, "Don't stop!" in a husky whisper. Her wonderfully soft body quivered and shook as she climaxed again; she rolled off of Lisa and I laid on the other side of her, both Lisa and I stroking her hair.
Abigail gave each of us a wonderful, tongue swirling kiss. "My turn?" she asked, in an adorably eager voice. We nodded and she went to work on my pussy first. I guessed she had secretly watched some porn videos because she quickly went to work on my clit, sucking gently on it while she slid two fingers deep inside me. She went excruciatingly slowly Her naked body felt very warm and soft against mine and it did not take her long to bring me to orgasm. Lisa, needing to protect her friend, grabbed my ankles so I wouldn't kick the poor girl when I climaxed.
She did the same for Lisa and Abigail did get face full of Lisa's juices, soaking her wonderful black hair. We laid there for a while, feeling the wonderful sensation of skin on skin. Abigail had her head on Lisa's boobs, her hand stroking Lisa's wet, white bush.
"That was amazing, thank you so much for showing being here for me."
Lisa smiled, "We had fun too baby. You ready to move in with a nice girl now?"
Abigail laughed, "I don't think my parents or my grandparents would deal with that well. I'd love to do this again sometime, maybe even spend the night."
I patted her soft, round belly, "I hope you like French toast, it's Lisa's favorite post-fuck breakfast.
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For the ISU homecoming parade Shelly and I, along with a guy named Ollie, had been asked to lead our group on our motorcycles. Lisa would ride with me carrying the Illinois state flag, Rebecca would ride behind Shelly with a Pride flag, and Ollie's boyfriend Will (who had served in the Air Force before going to college) would carry the United States flag. It was a bright, sunny day, but thankfully not a hot one; a wonderful day for a parade, and we had a wonderful time. After the parade me and Lisa went with Sam and Tracey to the football game, where ISU lost to badly to Missouri State. Sam helped us understand what the Hell was going on down on the field; truthfully, we probably concentrated more on the cheerleaders than on the game. Tracey even suggested Sam should go out for football the next year and she wasn't totally joking about it.
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It was still kind of warm most evenings and on one nice evening I found myself sitting out on the back porch in my grandmother's rocker. I was still pretty sad about not getting to be an aunt; I know, my feeling sad paled in comparison to the loss my brother and Cherie had experienced, but I was still sad, dammit! Dr. Hirschhorn's words had helped me a lot with dealing with my feelings; the whole family would always mourn the life that never got a chance to start but I trusted that the pain would grow less raw as time went on. I was sitting out there in just my panties and a t-shirt, the head shop was closed, when Lisa came out and sat in my lap. I laid my head against her warm boob, just enjoying feeling her warm body on mine. Lisa was just wearing a t-shirt so when she leaned over the porch railing I could see her lovely pink pussy and I could also feel myself getting nicely warm and wet. I got up, pushed up Lisa's t-shirt, and slowly pushed three fingers into her delicious pussy. I pumped my fingers in and out, leaning down to lick her butthole; she was moaning softly as I fucked her from behind. As her moans got higher and higher in pitch I wrapped her white hair around my wrist, pulling her hair back. I knew my baby's body well enough to know right when she was about got explode and I pulled my fingers from her pussy just in time so that she shot a jet of her delicious pussy juice back, making an impressive puddle on our porch.
Lisa pulled me back into our apartment and threw me quite roughly on the bed on my stomach. I flinched when she started to spank me with the ping-pong paddle, making my big ass quite red. Spreading my cheeks, she began licking my pussy and butt, torturing me with her delicate tongue. She knew my body pretty well also, so when my orgasm hit she was laying on me, holding me down as I twitched and thrashed. We went to sleep holding each other's naked body.
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I was always excited when Sam called me. Yes, we certainly enjoyed wild, sometimes rough, sex with her and Tracey but we also really liked going on double dates with them. Our musical tastes didn't overlap a lot but we did converge with rockabilly and bluesy music; certainly we all liked to eat. Sometimes Amber or Holly would come with us; I certainly looked forward to times when Sam and Tracey's sex drives were in high gear but as time had gone one they had gotten much more monogamous.
This time when Sam called it was to invite me and Lisa to go horseback riding again at the state park that we had gone to before. Lisa was very excited to go, she would never be as horse-crazy as Sam or Tracey but she really did enjoy going riding with them. Sam had come out of her shell a lot in the two years we had known each other, I like to think I had a hand in that but I think it was more Tracey's doing, and she told me she had called Mrs. G and that she was coming too, along with Rita, Katherine and Erin. This would be quite a party and we certainly hoped we would have time to fuck Rita, it had been too long since we gotten our hands on those magnificent boobs.
It was quite the parade heading down to the state park; Rita brought Jan along and she also brought Cassie. Rita pulled us aside to tell us that Cassie and Chris has separated and that she was pretty sure Chris had been cheating on Cassie as well. There was a whole long story that seemed to center on him wanting a wife who was prettier and had more social status than one who was just a kindergarten teacher. Me and Lisa both agreed that he was a fucking moron because Cassie was a total hottie; Lisa was particularly annoyed about him putting her down for being "Just a teacher", Lisa loved teaching her dance classes and working with the children's choir; she was much better with kids than I ever was.
I had never seen Mrs. G in jeans but today she looked a lot like an older (and shorter) version of Ellie with her black (mixed with gray) hair in pigtails, she even had boots on and these were clearly boots that had been used for many years to do actual work. Katherine was also dressed far more casually than I had ever seen her (she was wearing jeans!); I think it made her a little nervous, almost as though her intimidating black suits were her samurai armor. While the owner of the stable had not planned on charging us, it was the end of the season for them and she had known Sam's mom and aunt since elementary school, Mrs. G insisted on at least paying for the horse's food for the day.
I found it quite funny that Katherine, a combat trained former Marine who had faced down many abusive husbands as well as having dealt with the aftermath of a devastating earthquake, was very nervous around the horses. I had never seen her in a situation where she was not absolutely confident and I had to smile when Erin stood on her tiptoes to kiss Katherine on the cheek. Like me, Cassie's experience had been with pony rides at the fair so she was unsure how to proceed as well; I was still in awe of how easy Sam, Tracey, and Mrs. G made getting on a horse look. I helped get Lisa and Cassie up, squeezing their butts as I did. Jan helped Rita get in the saddle and I think he rubbed her pussy in the process based on her smile. Erin got Katherine in the saddle, Katherine's height certainly did not make that easy. Jan and I used the fence to help us get up in the saddle.
It was a really enjoyable morning, Sam knew all the trails and it was a beautiful late fall day. I took lots of photos of everyone (most of them were of Lisa, naturally). When we got back to the stable Mrs. G was thanking Sam profusely for inviting her to come along, saying that a day on a horse (her horse was named Linus) was exactly what she needed after weeks of being stuck in her office helping Mr. G with a complicated case her was working on. Jan was his usual exquisitely polite self, thanking Sam for organizing the day; he had done some riding when he was a kid in the Netherlands but nothing like the trails we rode on that day. Tracey mentioned to me and Lisa that Jan was kind of cute for a guy; Sam whispered in her ear and Tracey got a big smile, I imagine it was something about the size of Jan's cock.
Lisa was helping Cassie down from her horse (his name was Aquinas) and when I came around Aquinas (being careful not to go behind him, Sam had warned me about how that was a bad plan) when I saw my sweetie and Cassie lock in a very tongue-filled kiss.
"Hey, don't forget about me!"
Cassie took my face in her hands and pressed her lips to mine, sliding her tongue inside my mouth. I was of course ready to fuck her right there but she smoothed herself out when she came up for air.
"I'd love to come visit you girls sometime. I get pretty lonely in the apartment by myself, though Rita does come visit me sometimes."
Lisa giggled, "I bet she does."
I had borrowed an extra crock pot for our dinner that night from Dr. Hirschhorn's wife Eileen and I had left two pots of gumbo simmering while we were gone. As soon as we go home I added the shrimp and crawdads and gave the gumbo some final spice hits before everyone dug in. Katherine once again told me my gumbo was every bit as good as what she had often eaten in New Orleans. No surprise, I blushed in my epic manner, Katherine does not give idle praise.
After we had stuffed ourselves with gumbo Jan told me he wanted to see my motorcycle, so I took him down to the cellar to see it; Rita came along and so did Erin. Erin had grown up riding dirt bikes but she told us there was no way in Hell she would ever get Katherine on one; I had to admit that she would be quite uncomfortable in the passenger seat with those long legs of hers. Jan looked Bill (the bike) over, he knew many people in Rotterdam that rode motorcycles everywhere since it was far cheaper for them than driving a car. I told him he should take the Beginning Rider Course to see if he would enjoy it.
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I had been approached by members of The Wild and Untamed Things, the Rocky Horror shadow cast with lots of overlap with the Queer Students Alliance, about their plan for the Halloween show. Their plan was certainly a bold one; they wanted to know if I would be willing to play Eddie (played by Meatloaf on stage and in the film) and, here was the bold part, would I ride my motorcycle on the stage at the campus cinema? I told them I was willing to do it if they got all the necessary permissions for me to do it and, most importantly, that Lisa would play the role of Columbia. By mid-October the necessary permission had been obtained and they were ready for me; I was absolutely fucking terrified. I had never expected this to actually happen. Once again it was Lisa who talked me down.
"Think about it this way, you can grab my boobs right there on the stage and you don't have to actually sing. And, when we're done, you can fuck me in my costume."
I kissed her hard, "You've convinced me babe."
I was still nervous the night of the show, almost as nervous as I had been right before I went onstage when I was in Our Town, but I got my cue, fired up the bike (I had loosened the mufflers to make it louder) and rode out onto the stage and launched into a very dirty lip-sync of "Hot Patootie". My work with Dennis definitely paid off, I was able to lift Lisa onto the seat (she helped by jumping up a little) and I certainly got a thrill squeezing her lovely ass as I did. I only had the one scene and I played it to the hilt (several swigs of dark rum helped) while Lisa was in several. I was actually rubbing myself when she was out there giving "Rose Tint My World" and "Wild and Untamed Thing" all she had (which was a lot). I was a terrific Halloween.
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I had gotten home from class and was working on dinner, Lisa had choir practice, when there was a knock on our back door. I opened it to see Holly, her pretty eyes red from crying (yet again). I took her face in my hands and kissed her forehead, "What did your mom say this time?"
Holly was doing her best to not start crying again, "It was the same damn thing all over again. She came right out and said that I need to find a boyfriend because she's tired of listening to her friends tell her all about how perfect their children's lives and relationships are while I'm destined to be a fat spinster with fifty cats. Can you believe that, she actually said `Spinster' like she was in a Brontë novel and to top it off now she says that now I look too muscular to attract a proper man!"
"Babe, I know she's your mom but she is a total psycho-bitch." I stroked her soft red hair, "You want to stay for dinner?"
Holly let out a cute little snort, "I guess so, after all I need to fatten up."
"Knowing your luck it will all go to your tits." I kissed her for quite a while, feeling her tongue on mine; she had her warm hands down in my jeans, kneading my ample ass.
I took her into the bedroom, pulling her jeans and panties off to expose her hairless pink pussy. I slid two fingers inside her while I flicked her swelling clit with the top of my tongue. She had her fingers buried in my curly hair, her body jerking each time I touched her clit with my tongue. I knew Holly well enough to know that she was getting close to orgasm; her strong, pale thighs tightened against my head and I dug my fingers into her smooth skin, savoring her delicious juices.
Holly rolled me over and spread my legs wide, rolling me up so my feet were almost behind my head. She buried her pretty face in my brown bush, her long tongue pushing between my pussy lips while her hands squeezed my boobs hard. My legs began to shake and I was breathing hard but by now Holly knew me pretty well too; she trapped my legs with her strong arms and, as she well knew, if you kept me from thrashing around it made my orgasms all the more intense. Lisa walked into the bedroom as I screamed out a loud "Fuuuuuuuck!"
She smiled at us, sliding her jeans and panties down, "Is it my turn now?"
I rolled off the bed after giving Holly a very long kiss, "I'll get back to dinner."
I was working in the kitchen one of our favorite dinners, blackened catfish and dirty rice (we both loved fish and luckily so did Holly). I could hear Lisa and Holly fucking loudly and I had no doubt we were going to have to change the bed after Lisa's nice, juicy orgasm.
Lisa came into the kitchen wearing one of my Iron Maiden t-shirts (got to love Eddie!) and I could see she had fresh panties on. She kissed me on the cheek as I was stirring some dirty rice, "We changed the bed sweetie."
I patted her butt, "That's my girl. You hungry?" That was a silly question, Lisa is always hungry after sex. We all sat down at our battered table with its mis-matched chairs; we were eclectic before anyone knew eclectic was cool. Holly told her whole story again to Lisa; she was not looking forward to Thanksgiving because her mom was losing her shit on a daily basis, or so it seemed, and no one in her family felt they could stand up to her. I had met Lisa's dad, he seemed nice enough but he was totally dominated by her mom. She was a little excited that her two older sisters were coming, she didn't get to see them much; one lived in Cleveland and the other lived in Charlotte. The oldest, Rachel, was nine years older than Holly and Rachel had two little boys, one was 6 and the other was three. Her other sister, Pam, was three years older and had a little girl. Holly told us that in the past the presence of the kids seemed to keep her mom's bitch energy tamped down but she was worried this might be the year it all went wrong. I could tell this all was making Lisa angry, she hated it when people were callous and cruel to others.
Lisa took Holly's hand in her, "Holly, we are always here for you, never forget that."
Holly flashed her best cheerleader smile, "I won't. I've got you two, and Clarissa, and several girls on the squad support me too. I've even met Clarissa's chew-toy Zack; he seems like a nice enough guy, he reminds me of what you've told me of your friend Jan. We had to giggle, we now wondered if Zack had a huge cock too.
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I got call from Owen the week before thanksgiving. He had been talking with some of his friends on the east coast and he had learned about this new thing called "Friendsgiving." He told me it was a growing thing in the gay community where so many people were alienated from their families. I knew Owen had been disowned by his Mormon family in Wyoming and I could see where this would be a nice thing for him.
"So, would you come over to our house and help me cook dinner for a bunch of people?"
"That's a silly question! Of course we'll be there Owen. Can we bring some of our friends too?"
"Sure," I could hear him chuckling over the phone, "I know how much you cook."
I had to giggle at that one because, of course, he was right. I was already thinking of ways to make turkey; I was definitely going to be consulting the recipe archives on my computer for this. Sam and Tracey said they would be there and so did Holly. Amber would be on her way back to Wisconsin.
This was my first time actually working with other people in the kitchen, I was used to being in charge, and it was definitely the first time I worked with guys. However, I quickly realized two of Owen's friends from the Gay Men's Chorus were seriously good in the kitchen and they absolutely worshipped Julia Child (got to respect that). They definitely approved up my mushroom and wild rice stuffing and I had done one the turkeys with Cajun spices. Tom and William were two flaming gay members of the chorus and also great fans of Essence of Emeril. It was fortunate Owen and Dennis had a fairly large house, it was a great rambling Edwardian place that definitely showed Owen flair for design. We five were quite aware we were the only women in the crowd but, just like with Lisa's dorm floor, stuffing people with food helps them to like you. I could tell that Owen had filled in some of his friends on the shit Holly was going through because they were quite good at offering her support without smothering her. I could tell getting to have a Thanksgiving was important to a lot of the guys there; like Owen they had been cast out of their families for being gay and it was in groups like this they had made new families. It was very hard for me to keep Weepy Lesbian Girl offstage.
We sat around watching TV after dinner, exercising the cook's prerogative to have other people do the dishes. Dennis, who had worked in several restaurants, had the guys organized into a well-oiled machine to do the cleaning-up. We were sitting on one of Owen's couches (much nicer than ours), Lisa on one side of me and Holly on the other; Sam and Tracey had already gone home.
"Dennis and I have found a new show on TV that I think you girls might like." This was my first exposure to Xena: Warrior Princess and I was totally hooked; I was totally in lust with Lucy Lawless, it was almost like the first time I saw Wendi Richter wrestling on TV. The show was into its second season but Owen filled us in on the background.
Holly leaned over and whispered in my ear (it tickled), "Cindy, you are so totally Xena."
"I wish I had a body like that."
Lisa was holding on to my arm, "Holly's right, you are a badass warrior princess and I love being your faithful slutty sidekick."
We were hooked and we were totally excited to watch the show with our friends. I called Lee when I got home and told her she needed to watch it too. Lee was way more Xena than I was, she had much better tits than I did.
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We all got into Lisa's car Alcyone to head home for Thanksgiving. Sam and Tracey came with us; Sam left her truck there on campus and Tracey didn't have a car at school. Tracey was looking forward to not be riding on a bus for six hours to Mount Vernon; Sam's parents would meet them in Carbondale and then Sam would drive Tracey to Shawneetown, probably with a lot of smooching on the way. I had told them it was silly for us to drop them in Champaign, the same train came through our town and besides we wanted to introduce them to Ben and Ron at the coffeeshop. We talked a lot on the ride, we just had to ask if they had come out to their families. The answer from both girls was a rather emphatic "No." Sam said her family just wasn't ready for that and Tracey said pretty much the same thing. We let it drop.
Neither girl could understand Lisa's love of excessively sugary coffee drinks, they liked it plain (Tracey did put some fancy creamer in hers, Sam drank it black). Ben and Ron found them delightful and when we left to drop them at the station they both got nice to-go cups. We discretely kissed them good-bye and put them on the Illini south to Carbondale. Lisa dropped me at my house; Mom, Dad, Rob, Cherie, and Janet were happy to see her, and she went on to her house. We weren't as sad about not getting to spend our nights together as we had been in previous years since we got to do it all the time at school. I had a sense of foreboding when we went into the kitchen and Rob and Cherie were sitting at the table. Dad sat down kind of heavily, like there was something coming that he was not going to enjoy.
"You father already knows this but you kids need to know too," she took one look at me and Janet and smiled a little, "Don't worry girls, you're not in trouble. I got a call from my brother Chris. He finally had enough of Dad and his insane church and her left home. He's coming for Thanksgiving and he's bringing it Benjy with him."
Rob spoke up, "What about Jimmy?" Jimmy was Chris' older son.
"He joined the Army and he's in Texas now. He got away from your grandparents as soon as he turned 18."
Well, I thought to myself, this is going to be interesting.
I was never close with my mom's family. My grandparents were, to put it charitably, religious whack-jobs. They never forgave Mom for leaving their church and their small town. I barely knew my cousins so my uncle and cousin coming for Thanksgiving was a shock. I love hearing from my readers (cattingcindy@yahoo.com) and, if you can, make a donation to Nifty (https://donate.nifty.org).
Another reader mentioned that there are a dizzying number of characters in this story and suggested that I put in some sort of scorecard of the main ones. Here it is:
Our Story
This is primarily a story about a girl from a small town in south-central Illinois which opens in 1988. Cindy came to the realization that she was a lesbian when she was in the 6th grade, which is also when she discovered masturbation and women's professional wrestling. Her story though junior high school, including her sexual awakening can be found at https://www.nifty.org/nifty/lesbian/young-friends/a-girls-story Her story continues through high school (https://www.nifty.org/nifty/lesbian/highschool/a-girls-story/), where she meets her true love, Lisa. She graduates from high school in 1994 and goes to college which is the story you are reading now.
The Dramatic Personae
Our two main characters, Cindy and Lisa:
Cindy is a tall girl (5'10") and she is what can be described as "Sturdy", she often complains about the size of her ass. She is a student at Illinois State University in Normal, Illinois where she is studying Engineering Technology. She is also an apprentice electrician, working toward her journeyman credential and she particularly enjoys working with A/V equipment and theater lighting. She has an older brother who lives with his wife in Rockford, Illinois. Rob and Cherie are trying to have a baby, but they have not been successful yet. Cindy also has a younger sister Janet who is a music major at Indiana University. She is quite beautiful, with blonde hair and tits that Cindy is very jealous of. In high school Janet was definitely bi-curious and she has had sex with Lisa several times (Cindy knows about this and is cool with it).
Lisa is, in Cindy's eyes, ethereally beautiful. When they met in 1991 she was a very shy and fairly skinny girl. She grew into an amazingly hot woman; she's 5'8" and her most distinguishing characteristics are bright blue eyes that Cindy claims actually glow like a cat's and her white hair. Lisa's hair turned white when she was in elementary school as a result of an autoimmune dysfunction; much to Cindy's delight, all of Lisa's hair is white. Lisa is studying music and theater at Illinois Wesleyan University in Bloomington, Illinois. The girls now have an apartment in an old bank building which they share, much to their great delight.
Other Characters Who the Girls Have Fucked:
Rita: Quite possibly Cindy and Lisa's best friend. She is shorter than our two main girls, around 5'5" with dark brown hair and truly epic (E Cup) tits. She is a student at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and she is particularly talented with watercolors. She also the only person, apart from Lisa, who Cindy trusts to put makeup on her. Rita now has a boyfriend, Jan (pronounced Yan with a short a), who is from Rotterdam in the Netherlands. His family is seriously old money and they are a really big deal in the shipping industry. Jan is older than Rita and served four years in the Dutch navy before attending business school at the University of Chicago. He has somewhat short blonde hair and he is trying to grow a beard to look more like his somewhat distant relative William III of the Netherlands. Cindy and Lisa really like Jan, he is one of the few guys who they consider to be a friend (they did also try sex with him once, it didn't do much for them). Jan also sports of porn-star quality huge cock; which Rita likes very much.
Sam: Only her mom calls her Samantha. She is from the small town of Crab Orchard in the Little Egypt region of Illinois. She grew up on a farm and she has a horse named Elanor. She is a big girl, just over six feet tall, and she is quite strong. She was one of Cindy's suitemates for two years and they have had sex several times. Sam is currently in a relationship with another farm girl from Little Egypt, Tracey. Tracey is from Shawneetown, which across the Ohio river from Kentucky. She also has a horse, his name is Waldo, and she has occasionally competed in barrel racing.
Clarissa: She is a fellow IWU student with Lisa. She lives at her parents' house in town; her parents are retired and travel a lot so she has the house to herself much of the time. She became involved with the girls through a shared love of nude wrestling, she even has mats in her basement. She is 5'6" and somewhat chubby, she has light reddish hard and lots of freckles. She is currently dating a guy named Zack who the girls are yet to meet.
Holly: A strikingly beautiful IWU cheerleader. She has dark red hair which Lisa is entranced by. She is a little shorter than Lisa but with wonderfully firm, round breasts, and a shaved pussy. She was dating Clarissa for a while but has become closer to the girls once Zack came into the picture, but she and Clarissa are still good friends. Her relationship with her mom is, at best, toxic; her family does not know she is a lesbian but she did come out to the rest of the cheer squad, and event that went much better than she thought it would.
Ellie: One of the girls' close friends from high school. She is now a student at Eastern Illinois University and her dream is to be a lawyer and Rita's mom is her mentor. Ellie was raised by a single mom and has two younger siblings. The girls have enjoyed threesomes with Ellie, and Ellie has also had sex with Janet. She is from Texas and has Chicano heritage; she has light brown skin and a mane of black hair that sends Cindy into a sexual frenzy.
Carrie: Carrie is three years younger than the girls. She has bright red hair and breasts with almost invisible nipples. She was in a frenzied sexual relationship with her older sister, Charlotte, until there was a massive family blow-up and Charlotte moved to California to live with their father and got to USC. Carrie has been adrift sexually and she has had a tempestuous relationship with Ellie. The girls really like Carrie but they are always worried that Carrie is just wanting to replace Charlotte.
Amber: Lisa's roommate for her first two years in college. She is from Manitowoc, Wisconsin and is a member of the Menominee tribe. She is a music student and she plays the saxophone. She has enjoyed threesomes with the girls, as well as being with them one-on-one with them too. Amber moves back and forth, sexually speaking, between guys and girls, though she does prefer girls.
Lee and Chase: Lee is Cindy's oldest lesbian friend. Lee helped shepherd Cindy though her first year of high school and Cindy still values Lee's advice. Lee is also a tall girl and she is quite athletic. She went to college on a softball scholarship and she is now a sports journalist. Her girlfriend Chase is a tall (6'5"), somewhat gangly transgirl who dyes her short hair in a variety of fluorescent colors.
Carolina: Rita's half-sister. Her mom died when she was five years old from cancer and she is nine years older than Rita. She has worked as a model and has a reputation as quite the partygirl. She has, in Cindy's words, a mane of lustrous black hair and very nice (and quite large) breasts. Cindy and Lisa had a fun night with her once and Carolina has helped Cindy become a little less butch.
Abigail: A classmate of Lisa's; she came to the girls being curious about lesbians. She is a short (5'3") and somewhat chubby black girl. She has decided she enjoys sex with women but she is deep in the closet because she is sure her family would not accept her as gay.
Pru: Short for Prudence (a name she hates). Pru works at the head shop, Uncle Enzo's, next-door to the girls' apartment. She is very fond of cannabis and she often stops by the girls' apartment when she smells something good cooking. She is about 5'5" with pale blonde hair and very pointy breasts. She is best described as omnisexual (or as Lisa puts it, "She'll fuck anything that moves.)
Other, Non-sexual Characters:
Mr. & Mrs. Graff: Rita's parents are both renowned attorneys and her dad has over the years defended some (as he puts it) "colorful" clients, other people refer to them as "mobsters". Rita's mom is pretty much retired but she does still take on some clients from time to time and she is also a crusader for women's legal rights and part of a group that helps women get out of bad relationships. They really like Cindy and Lisa; they see the girls as being a really positive influence on Rita and they have provided invaluable help to the girls when they got themselves into some tight spots.
Katherine: Katherine is an intimidating woman who began as Rita's nanny/bodyguard. She has lived with Rita's family since Rita was a little girl. Katherine was born in Jamaica just prior to independence and her parents immigrated to the United States when she was a baby. Her parents were killed in a car crash when she was in elementary school and after that she was raised by her grandmother and her aunt in Calumet City, Illinois. After high school she joined the Marines and served for six years in a logistics unit, most of her time being on the island of Okinawa. She graduated from law school at the University of Illinois and is now a kick-ass lawyer. She is quite tall, 6'3" with impeccable posture and the demeanor of a samurai (or perhaps Klingon) warrior. She is finally open about her relationship with Erin. She and Erin went through boot camp together and Erin went on to be part of the Marine Band, playing clarinet and oboe. Erin has straight brown hair and is shorter than Katherine (she's 5'6").
Ray Manning: Cindy's paternal grandfather. He is a Navy veteran and he is retired from the Chicago & Northwestern Railroad. Cindy's grandmother died shortly before she was born and Ray has passed on to Cindy his love of trains and the Chicago White Sox and he is a big reason why she's such a tomboy. He lives in Aurora, Illinois.
Ben & Ron: A gay couple who settled in Lisa and Cindy's hometown after a career in theater production and design. They run the coffee shop that has become the nexus for the queer community in the area and look upon the girls as almost surrogate daughters.
Tina & Donna: Owners of The Mersey Ferry, Bloomington's unofficial gay bar. They have taken in the girls and let them hang out in the bar, especially on karaoke nights, taking advantage of the girls' quasi-legal status to let them stay. Tina is from Birkenhead, England and is a rabid Liverpool F.C. supporter. Lisa's performances of "You'll Never Walk Alone" reduces her, and Donna, to tears every time and earns the girls endless pizza.