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    The Roommates: Chapter Ten

    Bettes smile widened and she caressed Sidneys face with her hands. And what about the two classes you have this afternoon and the lit class Im due for in 40 minutes?

    Sidney rested her forehead against Bettes and sighed. She ran her hand along Bettes side, stopping just under her *****. Bette felt goosebumps arise on her tan-colored flesh.

    Sidney breathily replied, How about you play hookey with me? We can do some independent study.

    Bette smiled brightly, Really? Youd be willing to play hookey with me?

    *****. Bette, Id be willing to play a lot of things with you. I was up all night thinking about you.

    And what were you thinking? Good things I hope.

    All good things, said Sidney. She leaned in and planted a soft kiss on her girlfriends neck. Bette felt a tremor pass through her body. The flow of their conversation and Sidneys soft lips had gotten her plenty worked up.

    Sweet things.Soft things.***** things. All good things, Bette. said Sidney, softly kissing her way up Bettes neck and driving both of them crazy.

    Sidney, if you dont stop I will never let you leave this room.

    I see no problem with that.

    Bette couldnt take the tension any longer. She crushed Sidneys lips with her own, her tongue begging entry into Sidneys mouth. They stood like that for a few minutes, kissing each other with wild abandon. Bette massaged Sidneys ***** through her shirt and when she felt her body crave skin-on-skin contact, she started lifting Sidneys white tee when her golden-haired lover stilled her hands.

    Bette, Sidney panted, Stop. Lets just stop.

    Bettes mouth dropped open. Her eyes were glazed and she was reluctant to adhere to Sidneys request. She looked like a child awaken from a wonderful dream. Stop? Baby, why? Lets keep going. Why are we stopping?

    Because, this always happens. We both get all worked up and then you have to stop. Id rather just stop now, before I get so caught up that I cant help myself. I am so attracted to you Bette. And this push-pull start-stop ***** is killing me. Im more than willing to be patient, but I cant take the temptation right now. I want to touch you so bad, my knees are almost shaking. I truly feel like a horny teenager and I know youre not ready. I just dont trust myself right now. So, lets just stop before I cant stop.

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    Comments

    1. Poor Bette, she’s always in turmoil! Lovin your story – great to have a really different line here with the college theme. Great work and really well written.

    2. Okay lots of drama and super well written. I would say that Bette has made her choice when she wanted to sleep with Sidney, but maybe its her way of running away from the situation with Tina. The suspense is killing me. Question: Is Bette being like her mother right now since she has two women, or has she given up on Tina and her at least in her head?

    3. Well, we shall see whether Bette is truly ready for that level of physical intimacy with Sidney when it comes down to finally doing the deed (with her). Will she freeze up again? Will she go through with it, but feel the experience pales in comparison to being with Tina? Or, will she sink further into confusion by equally (albeit selfishly) enjoying both women physically and perhaps, emotionally? Only time will tell… Next, please.

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