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   The Garden Party by Laura Lynn Davis.  F/F/F Copyright 2001



   Money was tight during my junior year in college.  My father's company
was cutting back and he was trying to save all he could in case the worst
happened.  I was working at a local pizza place but it was minimum wage
plus tips and in a college community tips aren't all that good.  So when
Natalie came to my room and asked me if I was interested in working a
private party I was willing to listen.

   Natalie and I were living in the same dorm that year, a new one that had
just opened.  I'd know her before but only in passing.  I asked about the
job was and how much it paid.

   "Pay is good, Kim, very good." She paused for moment like she was
teasing.  "Two hundred dollars."

   "What!  Who'd pay two-hundred dollars for a waitress for an evening?  It
can't be legitimate."

   "It is.  She's rich and she's throwing a party with a Roman theme.  She
wants two girls to work the party pretending to be slave girls."

   "What's the catch?"

   Natalie grinned.  "We'd have to work nude."

   I stared at her for a moment.  "Are you serious?  Working nude might not
be a big deal for you, the way you look."

   "Come on, Kim.  You're very attractive and I know you've got a nice
body. I've seen you in the shower.  How long would it take you to clear
$200 at the pizza place?"

   She had a point.  "Let me think it over.  When does she need to know?"

   "Well, I told her I'd bring someone over this afternoon.  So she can get
a look." I was shaking my head when she said, "Look, Kim.  I'll strip down
with you if you go."

   I thought about it all morning and finally I paged Nat and told her I'd
go.  "Just to check it out."

   Nat and I met at the dorm at 2:00 p.m.  I was April 20th and unusually
warm.  We were wearing sports bras and shorts when we got into her car to
drive over to the woman's house.  Nat looked great.  She's tall, blonde,
and slender and while she's not really beautiful she is extremely
attractive.  Next to her I felt like the ugly duckling.  I'm 5' 6" and have
brown hair, brown eyes, and I'm not pretty.  At best, I'm average looking.
I do have a nice figure and slim, pretty legs.

   I was having second thoughts before we were out of the parking lot. 
Natalie patted my knee and said, "Relax, Kim, everything's going to be
fine. Think about the money."

   We turned off Rte 87 onto a winding country road.  Natalie relaxed,
driving with one hand on the wheel.  She patted my knee with the other. 
"Mrs.  Hunt lives about five miles from here." Her hand was still on my
knee and I was surprised to realize that I didn't mind being touched by
Nat. Usually, I hate having anyone touch me casually.  I was even more
surprised when I realized I turned slightly so that my knees were closer to
the center console.  Closer to Natalie.

   As we turned into Mrs.  Hunt's driveway Nat glanced at me.  "Nervous?"

   I nodded.  "Oh, yeah!"

   Nat pulled up behind a new Lexus SUV and turned the engine off.  She
hopped out quickly and I followed.  Slowly.  We walked around the back and
found Mrs.  Hunt working in her garden.  She was a slender woman in her
late thirties with dark hair and a nice tan.  I remember thinking it was
too nice a tan for April and I realized she must have been somewhere warm
and sunny for at least a couple of weeks.  She smiled and said, "Hi,
Natalie.  Is this the girl you told me about?"

   "Hi, Mrs.  Hunt.  Yes, this is Kim Chambers.  Kim, this is Mrs.  Paula
Hunt."

   "Call me Paula, please." We shook hands and Paula gave me a look of
frank appraisal.  It was a little disconcerting coming from another woman
but I smiled and nodded.

   "Did Natalie tell you about my party?"

   I nodded.  "Yes, ma'am."

   Paula smiled.  "And?"

   I shrugged.  "I'm still thinking about it.  The idea of being nude in
front of a bunch of strangers is a little overwhelming.  Even if it's all
women."

   Paula glanced at Natalie, a quick glance that seemed to be asking a
question.  Nat smiled and said, "I haven't given Kim *all* of the details."

   "Very well.  Let's have a look at you."

   I glanced at Nat and saw her unsnapping her sports bra.  Mine zipped and
it seemed to come off all to fast.  I kept my eyes focused on a distant
tree as I removed my clothes.  When I finished I glanced at Nat.  Being
nude didn't seem to faze her.  She smiled and winked, then she stepped
closer and held my hand.  Paula looked me over, motioning for me to turn
around.  I blushed as I turned, regretting the loss of contact when Natalie
released my hand.

   When I was facing her again, Paula smiled.  "You'll do.  The party is a
week from tomorrow.  I want you both here by 6:00.  You can help me set up.
You'll each get $200 in cash." She paused and glanced at Natalie.  "Half in
advance, as we agreed."

   Nat smiled and turned to me.  "Is that okay with you, Kim?"

   I nodded.  "Yes.  Fine."

   On the way back to campus Natalie asked if I was sure I could go through
with it.  I shrugged.  "Pretty sure."

   She reached over and patted my knee.  "Good." Her hand lingered.  I
sighed as she ran her hand up my thigh.  "I enjoyed seeing you nude, Kim.
I'm looking forward to the party."

   I smiled at her.  "Me, too." And it was true.

   Her hand was warm on my thigh.  "I don't want to wait a week to see you
naked again.  Take your clothes off."

   I glanced at her and said, "Stop somewhere.  I want you naked too."

   I slipped my shorts and panties off.  A half-mile further on she slowed
the car and turned off onto a narrow gravel road.  She followed it for
almost a mile before finding a place to pull off and park.  By then I was
naked and ready.  We got out of the car and I watched her strip.  The first
time she kissed me I thought I'd cum on the spot!  She got a blanket out of
the trunk and spread it out on the grass.

   Nat took charge and played me like a violin.  It obviously wasn't her
first experience with another girl.  She masturbated me to my first-ever
orgasm and it was fantastic!  Then she had me stretch out on my back and
she straddled my head.  I stared up at her smooth, bare vulva, moaning with
pleasure while her tongue explored my wet, eager cunt.  After a couple of
minutes she lowered herself onto my mouth.  By then I was ready to eat
pussy for the first time.  I was a little scared at first but after a
couple of licks I realized that I loved the taste of her and loved the way
she reacted when I ran my tongue along her slit.  We spent an hour making
love in the warm April sun.

   A week later, at Paula's garden party, we served a dozen women drinks
and dinner, wearing nothing but leather collars and sandals.  The women
ranged in age from early thirties to mid forties and they all enjoyed being
served by two nude girls.  I felt more nude than usual because Natalie had
shaved me a couple of days earlier because she didn't like dealing with my
thick, wiry pubic bush.

   When it was over I was surprised at how much I'd enjoyed myself.  I'd
been patted and stroked, had my bottom pinched a couple of times, and one
woman had managed to slip her finger into my cunt while I was leaning over
the table pouring wine.  And I'd enjoyed every minute of it!  On the way
back to the dorm that night I told Nat how I felt.  "I must be a real
slut!"

   She grinned and ran her hand up my thigh.  "You are.  You're my slut! 
And don't you forget it!"

   I giggled.  "Working at the pizza parlor is going to be dull after
tonight!"

   The End.

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   <2nd attachment, "horseback.txt" begin>

   Horseback by Laura Lynn Davis F/F Bnd Copyright 2001, all rights
reserved





   Jenny Crandall loved horses and loved nothing more than being out on the
trail on horseback.  And what she loved more than anything was riding
bareback on a hot summer day while completely nude.  The heat of the sun
combined with the heat of the horse between her strong, bare thighs,
against her bare vulva, excited her more than anything else.  A short ride
on a hot summer afternoon often resulted in a dozen very satisfying orgasms
with no effort at all on her part.

   Jenny was a slender teenager with a slim, wiry body, short black hair,
and smooth olive skin.  She was a pretty girl but no prettier than dozens
of others at her school.  She could have improved her looks if she'd been
interested in doing so but she was content with her tomboy good looks.  She
kept her vulva smooth and bare so there'd be nothing between her and the
horse, not even pubic hair.

   The summer after her sixteenth birthday her cousin, Sara, came to stay
on the ranch for the summer.  Sara was a tall, willowy blonde who had just
turned eighteen and would be heading off to college in the fall.  Sara had
always been Jenny's favorite cousin, but when Sara arrived on a quiet
Friday afternoon Jenny quickly developed a major crush on her.  Sara had
developed into a beautiful young woman in the year since Jenny had seen her
last.

   Saturday was a gloriously sunny day, just the kind of day that would
have found Jenny up in the hills, nude, riding Smiley, her gelding. 
Normally she'd ride out fully dressed and strip as soon as she was safely
out of sight.  But this Saturday she and Sara were riding together so Jenny
was resigned to keeping her clothes on.  Sara was riding Smiley while Jenny
rode Lady, a mare who was too skittish for a novice rider like Sara.

   They were in the hills north of the ranch house and had just passed out
of sight when Sara glanced at Jenny and asked, "Do you still ride nude?"

   Jenny was stunned!  "No!  I mean . . .  How did you know?"

   Sara smiled.  "I followed you into the hills one day last year when you
thought I'd gone swimming with the others.  I saw you take your clothes off
and climb up on Smiley." She paused while Smiley made his way through a
shallow stream.  "I thought it was the sexiest sight I'd ever seen!  You
have a beautiful body and you looked so happy." She glanced at Jenny,
blushing, and said, "Do you think *we* could ride nude today?"

   Jenny thought about it for a moment.  "Well, not separately.  You're not
a good enough rider to ride bareback.  We could unsaddle Smiley and ride
him.  Lady would follow along."

   They dismounted and Jenny unsaddled Smiley and put the saddle and
blanked on a low tree limb, out of sight from the trail.  By the time she
finished, Sara was naked, her clothes folded neatly.  She stashed them with
the saddle while Jenny was undressing.  When they were ready, Jenny swung
up on Smiley and held her hand out so she could help Sara up.  Lady
followed along sedately.

   At first, Sara sat straight, her hands on Jenny's slender hips.  But as
the head of the sun and the heat of the horse sank into her body she slid
forward and pressed herself against Jenny's back, sliding her arms around
her cousin's waist, turning her head and resting her cheek against Jenny's
back.  Her cousin's body was soft and warm against her breasts and belly.

   For her part, Jenny enjoyed feeling Sara's soft breasts and hard, pointy
nipples pressing against her back.  They'd only been riding for a few
minutes when she felt her first orgasm building.  Her body trembled
slightly and Sara whispered, "What's happening?

   Is anything wrong?"

   Jenny shook her head.  "Noooo, everything's fine!  So fine!" Her
breathing quicken and she moaned with pleasure as her orgasm peaked.

   "Oh.  Oh!  Did you just..."

   Jenny nodded.  "Yes, now you know why I like to ride naked.  Want to
switch places?  If you lean forward slightly and press yourself against
Smiley's back..."

   They switched and Jenny pressed herself against Sara's back.  They rode
on.

   When Jenny felt Sara begin to tremble she swept her hands up over her
cousin's belly and cupped her full, firm tits.  She squeezed gently,
teasing Sara's nipples with her thumbs.  Sara's head fell back against
Jenny's shoulder.  "Oh!  Oh, God!  Oh, God!  It's soooo gooood!" Jenny
kissed Sara on the shoulder as her cousin came and came and came.  When
Sara was calm again, Jenny cupped her tits and whispered, "I love you!"

   They switched places several times, each enjoying intense orgasms.  They
fondled each other's tits and pinched each other's nipples.  Then, Jenny
turned and faced Sara and they kissed and fondled each other while Smiley
ambled along.  Jenny swung her legs up and wrapped them around Sara's
slender waist.  She pressed herself against Sara's belly and Sara smiled
when she felt how wet her cousin was.  Finally, crouched on the bank of a
stream, they masturbated each other to a final orgasm before heading back.

   They rode every day after that.  Their rides were one long sexual
odyssey.  They worshipped each other with their tongues and fingers.  They
watched each other masturbate.  When Jenny crouched to pee, Sara pushed
Jenny's knees apart so she could watch.  Jenny was astounded when Sara
reached out and let the stream of pee splash off her hand.  She was even
more astounded when Sara, smiling, licked a few drops of Jenny's pee from
her hand.  She was even more amazed to realize that she liked the way Sara
had asserted herself.

   In bed, after everyone else was asleep, they'd discuss the day's events.
When Jenny mentioned her reaction to the way Sara had asserted herself Sara
was silent for a few moments.  Then she whispered, "I liked watching you
piss.  And I enjoyed the way you blushed when I pushed your knees apart."
She kissed Jenny on one ear.  "I wish slavery was legal.  I'd buy you in a
minute."

   Jenny sighed as Sara's tongue explored her ear.  "Whaaat would you do if
you owned me?"

   Sara shrugged.  "I'm not really sure.  I just know that the idea of
owning you, controlling you, makes me wet."

   Jenny turned and ran her hand down Sara's thigh.  "Do you want to
experiment tomorrow?"

   Sara nodded eagerly.  "Yes, I'd like that."

   Jenny snuggled close.  "Okay, tomorrow you own me."

   The next day they rode out well before noon, riding double on Smiley. 
They only took one horse because they knew they wouldn't be doing my
riding. Sara was up behind Jenny and they were barely out of the corral
when she slipped her hands under Jenny's skimpy top and cupped her firm
little tits.  Thirty minutes later Smiley was grazing happily in the middle
of a grassy clearing.  The girls were off to one side of the clearing.

   Both girls were naked.  Sara was sitting on the grass, facing the
clearing, and Jenny was stretched out on her belly in front of Sara. 
Jenny's hands were clasped behind her neck and her legs were spread as wide
as possible.  She was doing her best to ignore the ant that was crawling
along the tender skin high on the inside of her thigh.  Her face was turned
to one side, her cheek resting on the grass.  Sara had blindfolded her with
a strip of cloth she'd brought along.  The submissive position was exciting
and the blindfold increased her excitement.  What was Sara planning?

   End of Part 1





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   The Household Slave by Laura Lynn Davis F/F Bnd Copyright 2001, all
rights reserved

   I was complaining to my husband, Matt, about having to work all day and
then come home and cook, clean, and do the laundry.  He didn't want to hear
it and I didn't blame him.  We were both thirty, both career obsessed, and
barely had time anything but work, never mind something as mundane as doing
the laundry.

   Jokingly, I said, "We need a household slave."

   He got a thoughtful look on his face.  "You know . . . .  "

   I laughed.  "What?  Are you going to go out and buy a slave?"

   "I bet I can."

   I shook my head.  "No way.  This is New York in 2001, not Richmond in
1851."

   "Wanna bet?"

   "What?" I was suddenly wary.  I'd bet with Matt before and lost.  I
remembered the time I lost a bet and had to dance topless at a party in
front of all of our friends.  It had taken me a long time to live that one
down.  I'd never admitted it but I'd enjoyed the experience.  I'm an
attractive brunette with a nice figure, good legs, and small, pretty tits.
While I was dancing I had the impulse to strip all the way but I'd
resisted. It would have caused too many complications if I'd danced nude.

   I swear he was reading my mind.  "If I win you dance nude at the party
on Saturday."

   "And if I win?"

   "You get that diamond bracelet you've been eyeing."

   I thought about it for a moment.  I didn't believe for a minute he could
buy a slave in New York but I was still wary.  Finally, I nodded and said,
"Deal." We shook pinkies on it and the bet was official.  No going back.

   Matt patted my leg.  "Jennifer's going to love seeing you dance nude!"

   I pushed his hand away.  "You didn't tell me that bitch would be there!"

   "What are you worried about?  You don't think I have a chance, do you?"

   "Well, that's true but still . . . .  Jennifer gives me the creeps." I
shivered.

   Matt got up and left a few minutes later, after taking a wad of cash out
of the wall safe.  He was gone for almost three hours.  When he returned he
was accompanied by a pretty blonde teenager.  She couldn't have been more
than seventeen or eighteen.  She was rumpled and dirty and looked famished.
He smiled.  "Tina, this is Karin.  She's your new household slave."

   Karin dropped to her knees and took my hand in hers.  I stared at her in
astonishment while she kissed my hand.  I glanced at Matt.  "How . . . . 
?"

   He shrugged.  "I bought her from a pimp down at the Port Authority
building.  She's just off the bus from Minneapolis.  I paid $9,000 for
her."

   "Jesus, are you crazy?  She's just a kid!"

   "Would she be better off whoring on 7Th Avenue?"

   He had me there.  I shut up and looked down at the girl.  "How old are
you?"

   "Sixteen."

   "Oh, shit, Matt!  What are we going to do with her?"

   He shrugged.  "Up to you.  By the way, Jennifer is looking forward to
the party Saturday."

   I stared at him in silence for a long moment.  "You're such a pig."

   He smiled.  "Comes with being a man.  I need a beer." He turned and
walked into the kitchen.

   I glanced down at Karin.  She was still holding my hand.  I pulled it
away.

   "Get up." I was irritated and I let it show.  "Come with me." I took her
into the bedroom and sat down on the bed.  "Sit down." She sat beside me
and I asked, "What am I going to do with you?  Any suggestions?"

   She shook her head.  I could see tears in her eyes.  "I don't want to be
a whore."

   "Why'd you leave home?"

   She began to cry, silently.  "My mother died last year and last month my
father began raping me.  I put up with it as long as I could and then I
ran."

   "What were you going to do in New York?"

   "I don't know!" Then she really began to sob.

   I put my arms around her and rubbed her back until she was quiet again.
Then I showed her into the bathroom and told her to take a long hot bath.
"Hand your clothes out the door and I'll throw them away." She looked
alarmed and I reassured her.  "You're only an inch tall than I am (I'm 5'
9") and you probably don't weigh but a few pounds more, so you can wear
some of my things." I left her alone and waited outside the door.  A minute
later the door opened and her hand emerged, holding her wadded up clothing.
I disposed of everything, noting her sizes.  Then I got her a pair of my
old jeans, a t-shirt, socks, and a new sports bra that I hadn't worn.  I
didn't have any panties that I hadn't worn so she'd have to go without
until we could get to a store.

   It was a Tuesday night, nothing could be done until the morning.  I went
back and tapped on the bathroom door.  No answer, so I eased it open and
stuck my head around the door.  Karin was sitting in the tub with only her
knees and head visible above the soap bubbles.  She'd used a liberal amount
of bubble bath but I didn't mind.  Her head was resting on a folded towel
and she was asleep.  I slipped in and put the lid down on the toilet.  I
put the clothes down on the toilet seat and sat down with my back to the
wall, facing toward her.  Then I reached out and touched her knee.

   Her eyes opened and she had a panicked look on her face for a moment. 
Then she realized where she was.  She smiled and said, "I hope you don't
mind my using your bubble bath."

   "No, not at all."

   "What's going to happen to me?  Are you really going to keep me as your
slave?"

   I shook my head.  "No, slavery's illegal.  Trust me, I'm a lawyer.  I
know things like that." She laughed.  "What?  You've never heard trust and
lawyer in the same sentence?" She giggle again and shook her head.

   I noticed a scar on her right knee.  "How'd you get that?"

   "I fell on some broken glass when I was ten." She sat up a little and I
noticed some bruises on her arms.  They were fading so they weren't fresh.
"Stand up for a moment." Suddenly I was mad, but not at her.

   Her eyes widened but she obediently stood up.  She had more bruises on
her belly and thighs.  "Your father?"

   She nodded.  "Yes, I fought him every time but he was too big, too
strong."

   She began to cry and I motioned her to sit down.

   I stood up.  "I'll be back in a minute.  Don't go anywhere." I left and
stormed into the living room.  "Matt, I've got some things for you to do."

   I told him what I wanted and he knew better than to argue with me. 
"Okay, I'll do some research in the morning and catch a plane on Thursday."

   I shook my head.  "No, you'll do the research tonight and have your butt
on plane in the morning.  Wait and I find out what you need to get
started." I went back to the bathroom and got her father's name and address
from Karin.  She was reluctant but I promised her nothing would happen. 
"You're going to stay her and go to school.  We'll take care of you."

   "But your husband paid $9,000 to that guy for me."

   I shook my head.  "No, he paid $9,000 to that guy to win a bet so I'd
have to dance nude at a party next Saturday night.  You're just the
evidence that he won the bet.  You're not a slave but by tomorrow night
I'll have legal custody of you or your father will find his ass in jail."

   She stared at me for a moment.  "Are you and your husband that
competitive?"

   "You bet your pretty butt we are.  After all, we're both lawyers." I
left her there and went and gave Matt the name and address.  "Tell that
sorry bastard that if he doesn't sign the damn papers I'll put his ass in
jail for thirty years and arrange for him to be the butt boy for the
biggest, meanest mother-fucker in whatever prison he winds up in."

   Matt shook his head.  "Wow.  Remind me never to get you mad at me."

   I gave him a quick kiss.  "Haul it, lover.  You've got work to do."

   "Can I have a little preview of your dance before I go?"

   I smiled sweetly.  "What dance?  We've got an impressionable teenager in
the house now.  I can be dancing nude at some wild party."

   He shook his head in mock anger.  "Bitch." But I knew he admired the way
I'd outmaneuvered him.  "But I paid $9,000 for that dance!" He was on his
way out the door when he said it.

   I went back into the bathroom.  Karin was shampooing her hair.  She'd
let the water out of the tub and was now in the adjacent shower stall.  She
smiled and waved when she saw me.  I started to leave but she opened the
stall door a couple of inches and said, "Don't go.  I feel safer when
you're here with me."

   I sat down on the floor again and when she came out of the shower I
watched her dry her hair.  She had a towel wrapped around her but it
slipped off and she didn't bother picking it up.  I caught my breath. 
She'd obviously lost some weight but her body was beautiful.  When she
turned around I saw her full, firm, pink-nippled breasts and suddenly I had
the beginning of a plan.

   "How tall are you, exactly?"

   "Five-ten and one half."

   "Weight?  Normally, I mean."

   "Hmmm.  About 135.  Why?"

   Her complexion was perfect.  Other than the scar on her knee she didn't
have a blemish.  She did have a dusting of freckles across her cheeks but
that was it.  Now, cleaned up, hair washed, she was a beauty.  "Did you
ever think about being a model?"

   She smiled.  "Of course, every girl dreams about being a model.  Didn't
you?"

   I shook my head.  "No, I dreamed about being a judge on the Supreme
Court.  I'll make some phone calls tomorrow."

   "What about my father?"

   I smiled and she took a step back.  "Don't worry about your father. 
Matt will settle things with him.  By this time tomorrow I'll be your legal
guardian.  Do you have any objections to that?"

   She shook her head.  "No, none.  If it wasn't for you I'd have become a
whore." She paused and took a deep breath.  "You scared me a moment ago. 
They way you smiled."

   "I was thinking about how nice it would be to put your father's ass in
jail.  Don't ever be scared of me.  I'd never do anything to harm you."

   I showed her the guest room after she got dressed and then I called and
left a message at the office, told them I was taking a couple of days off.
Matt didn't return until late and I was already asleep.  In the morning, I
got up and talked with him before he left for the airport.

   I was in the kitchen, drinking coffee and reading the paper, when Karin
stumbled in, rubbing her eyes.  "Coffee's in the pot.  There are rolls here
on the table." She was wearing just the t-shirt I'd loaned her and looked
adorable.

   When she sat down I put the paper aside.  "I have to explain a couple of
things and after I do you might want to change your mind about living
here."

   She shook her head.  "Nothing will make me change my mind.  Unless
you're an axe murderer.  Or is it murderess?"

   I laughed.  "Nothing like that.  It's just that my marriage to Matt is a
marriage of convenience.  We're both gay.  We got married because we both
work for stuffy, old-fashioned law firms that prefer to have their
associates and, more importantly, their partners safely married.  She had a
shocked look on her face when I finished.  "Do you want to change your
mind?"

   She shook her head.  "No, of course not.  It's just such a surprise.  I
never suspected."

   I got up and took my coffee into the bathroom.  I showered and got
dressed and when I finished I waited for Karin.  We went shopping and I
managed to persuade my hairdresser to squeeze her in.  He trimmed her hair
and styled it.  When he was done she looked stunning.  I called a friend
and asked her if I could drop in to discuss some business.  My friend had
just opened her own small modeling agency.  When she saw Karin she
immediately reached for a contract.  I laughed.  "Not so fast.  You're not
getting her for a pittance.

   Besides, there are some legal matters that have to be cleared up."

   Lilly was disappointed but she tried not to show it.  "Okay, Tina, but
I'll scratch your eyes out if she signs with anyone else.  Deal?"

   I nodded.  "Deal.  But she's going to cost you top dollar!"

   She laughed, "Of course she is!  Otherwise I wouldn't be able to brag
about her.  Does she have an agent?  Are you going to represent her?"

   I shook my head.  "No, not me.  I'd have a definite conflict of
interest."

   Lilly nodded.  "I see.  Get Jerry Helms.  He's the best and he'll do
right by her."

   Lilly and I kissed and Karin and I left.  She was stunned.  "Am I really
going to be a model?"

   "You bet.  You're going to be the best." We passed a news stand.  "In
six months you won't be able to walk past a news stand without seeing a
hundred pictures of yourself."

   We did some more shopping and then we went back to the apartment.  Matt
called about 9:00 p.m.  and said everything was all set.  He had the signed
papers and he had a copy of her school transcript.  Karin was now my legal
ward.  I smiled at her as I hung up the phone.  "All set.  Tomorrow we'll
go see Jerry Helms and then we'll get you enrolled in school.

   A nice Catholic school."

   "But I'm Lutheran."

   "Doesn't matter.  The school I have in mind is the best school in the
city.

   They'll get you ready for college.  By the way, you owe me $9,000."

   "I thought Matt paid the money."

   "He did.  I'll give it to him.  Someday."

   She grinned and said, "Okay.  I'll pay you back when I can."

   That night, after midnight, I heard my bedroom door open.  A moment
later Karin slipped into bed with me.  She cuddled up to me and whispered,
"I forgot to tell you.  I'm gay too." She slipped her hands under my
t-shirt and cupped my breasts.  I moaned softly and whispered, "Please . .
. ." She kissed me and eased my t-shirt off.  I moaned with pleasure as she
fondled my tits.  Later, I bit my lip to keep from screaming with pleasure
as her tongue worked my clit.  My orgasm was so intense I thought I'd
faint.

   Matt came home the next day and was waiting for us when we got in from
our visit to Jerry Helms.  We filled him in on everything.  And I mean
everything.  Two days later Karin had her first test shots taken.  A week
after that she started school.  She looked adorable in her uniform.  She
was showing way too much thigh and I made her unroll her waistband before I
let her out of the apartment.

   Matt moved into the spare room and Karin moved into the master bedroom
with me.  As far as anyone knows, Matt and I are a happily married couple
and Karin is our ward.  And my days of dancing topless at parties are over.
Karin put her foot down on that issue.

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