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    Summer Vacation. Chapter 34

    Jo grinned, waiting patiently as Lottie continued to undress her. She wiggled her hips, helping her jeans and her underpants along with them to slide to the floor.

    Next, Lottie’s hands went to the bottom of her shirt, toying with the edges lightly as her fingers swept over soft, sensitive skin, making Jo stifle a giggle. She pulled it up and off, chucking it behind her so it bounced off the bathroom door and onto the floor.

    She left Jo standing in black lacy bra, waiting, as she turned the shower on, stepping inside,

    “You coming?”

    Jo grinned, not needing to be asked twice.

    Lottie washed herself clean of her doggy alarm clock, watching the seductive grin on Jo’s face which grew and grew as she slathered her hair in shampoo, standing beneath the faucet to let all the foam wash away,

    She closed her eyes, keeping the soap from getting in and as she did so, Jo took her moment, stealing a wet steamy kiss,

    Lottie grinned into it, although her eyes were closed her hands found Jo’s hips easily, pulling her closer. She relaxed her mouth, letting Jo take charge of the kiss as she explored thoroughly every crevice and curve,

    “Mmn,”

    Jo grinned, appreciative of the sound. Spurred on she began to slide one hand down, running her palm flat over the slippery wet surface of Lottie’s belly, finding her way to the damp curls just below,

    Lottie smiled, waiting in anticipation as Jo’s fingers explored her body, wanting to take her to that place she’d only ever gone with Jo, the place where the world fell away for just a few minutes and there was only them,

    ~

    Carmen giggled as Shane’s fingers struggled with the drawstring on her pants, seeming to have some difficulty,

    “Problem babe?”

    Shane’s head reappeared from beneath the sheets, “No,”

    Carmen chuckled, taking advantage of the fact that for once their Sunday morning wasn’t dictated to by a small person who thought a lie in before breakfast meant 6am instead of 5am,

    Shane sat back on her knees, discarding the sheets and along with them the seductiveness of the moment, “Okay,” she said, half defeated, “I gotta get a better look at this,”

    Comments

    1. Hel is always catching it, hopefully Bette takes the news well. Hel should kick Al’s ass or even better withhold sex that would really get her. PPS

    2. aw, see, this is why you’re my favorite writer…i loved this chapter, and don’t argue with me. hehe. draughty dorm rooms, eh? hehe…*arches an eyebrow* i don’t suppose you know nufin’ ’bout that? *snicker* i myself never lived in a dorm room, as i think i’ve told you, and i’m happy not to have…but can enjoy others storie. hint hint. anyway lovely, this was really cute and i’m thrilled to have read two postings in less than two weeks with your crazy schedule. i even like shane and carmen in your stories, which is not a usual thing…newdawn does them as well, in a way i like, but you make all of them so sweet and realistic and healthy and interesting…a hard combo lady! pps whenever you can (i’m looking forward to reading over your shoulder when you do babe;) oh, and for funnyone’s benefit, i am NOT making bette and helena celibate, just cuz i’ve been *told*…but they’ll run into rough times ahead. muahahahahaha…ok, but i’ll be gentle.

    3. I seriously laughed out loud with this one. You made my day by posting today. This chapter was awesome and I cant wait for the next one. I bet that Bette goes all out for a b-day present for Lottie, but what could it be. hmmm PPVS

    4. Alice is tooo funny. Making all these plans but too afraid to tell Bette that it is Lottie’s birthday on Thursday. And Tina thinking that everytime the phone rings that it is Angie. Loved the long, slow, death by sex from Tina to her sexy wife Bette.

    5. Sofasitter, this is one terrific story…I am thoroughly enjoying it since discovering it 3 nights ago! Really well written, fabulous dialogue and your Lottie character fits right in perfectly. The sad part is that I see you haven’t udated it since September…you’re killing me….I hope that you will finish it. Please update?

    6. Too funny. Damn what a way to spend Sunday morning. Lottie’s Dad derserved so much more, but Bette should tell her. Alice you big chicken. This so reminds me of my friends. The phone usually starts around 8;30 and I’m the same way. Like who the hell is calling at this time, cos they know better.

    7. Helena better make Alice pay for that. They should all make Alice pay for that. God, it was just Lottie’s birthday. I was sitting here wondering if she was really a man, if she had a prosthetic limb or other medical condition, if she has to wear corrective lenses when she drives. Maybe she wasn’t willing to donate her organs. Nobody wants my organs anymore, they are assumed to be tainted by my diabetes, but I like them. And nobody has to make me wear my glasses, I’m too goddamned blind to do anything but go to the bathroom without them. But a word about Word: I say fight the machine! As helebette knows, I’ve seen it try to change her to “celibate”. Now, I’ve never met the woman, but it just didn’t seem right, so I didn’t allow it.

    8. Best Sunday morning ever! I totally get not wanting the pets to “watch” anything. They usually want to nap or something though. Usually. It’s just best if they’re out of the room. Um. Yeah. I don’t think Hels will get it in the neck for telling Bette, it’s not like it’s *bad* news or anything… It just means that once again, Bette’s one of the last to know anything. And everything’s being planned without her. Which is likely… well, bad. Oh well, Hels, we hardly knew ye. The chapter was too funny, lovely to read. Post when you can sofa, thanks!

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