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Subject: {ASSM} Girls Will Be Girls - NoSex f/f
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Date: Thu, 29 Jul 2004 04:10:02 -0400
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"I'm the unknown gymnast from anytown USA who barely made the Olympic
team by boffing the coach and threatening to tell all on National TV.
Luckily for me they made the one-hand cartwheel an Olympic event just
in time for me to pull victory from the agonizing jaws of certain
defeat on the very last day of competition." Uta poised before her
assembled classmates all decked out in their gym attire. It'd been a
full minute since Ms. Hardcase'd  gone back in the lockeroom to
retrieve her clipboard.

Uta was too full of energy and imagination to stand idle for long. 

"Enough drama." said her best chum Elsa. "On with the show."

The class laughed as Uta made a face and stuck out her tongue at Elsa
before taking off across the gym at a dead run. She executed a perfect
series of alternating one-hand cartwheels before realizing she
misjudged her distance and slammed into the wall. She threw her arms
up in time to keep from having her head bashed in then she bounced off
the wall and into a heap. She popped back up like a cartoon character.
Completely unfazed. Smiling.

Ms. Hardcase walked in and caught the end of her act. She was used to
Uta's antics. She admired her intrepid spirit and her buff young body,
"All right Missy that'll be enough of that. Lucky you didn't break
both your arms showing us your cunning little stunt. You'd have casts
up to your elbows. Then who'd wipe that cute little arse of yours when
you did your business?"

Elsa had run over to where Uta crashed. She leaned into her and
whispered, "I would." smiling.

"Miss Elsa did you have something to say?" asked Ms. Hardcase, putting
Elsa on the spot.

"I just said I think you got it backwards."

"Oh, and how's that?"

"You weren't really thinking of a cunning little stunt."

"No? Do tell. What was it then?"

"You were thinking of her stunning little-- (just then Hardcase
realized her Freudian anagram. Certain the next word out of Elsa's
mouth would be `cunt')... cuhhtastrophe."

There was mild laughter from the class. Most were unsure of exactly
what Elsa was getting at.

Hardcase flushed red, beside herself with anger and embarrassment.
Hadn't she been a sport and played along? Not yelling at Uta but
merely admonishing her mildly? Complimenting her on her ass even? And
this is how they treated her? She was getting angrier by the minute.

"To the principal's office! Now! Both of you!", arm thrust out,
pointing the way.

Elsa led Uta in the opposite direction. 

"We need to change first." She said as they walked back to the
lockeroom.

Uta stripped out of her gym uniform. Elsa just sat there.

"Aren't you going to change?" Uta asked.

"No need to." Elsa slumped against her locker looking up at Uta's
naked body. "Hardcase'll come in in a minute or two. I'll apologize
and she'll let us back in class. She has to. What's she gonna say?"

Uta sat next to her friend, "I don't know? You did talk back to her,
didn't you?"

"Not really." Elsa brushed the hair from Uta's face and ran her spread
fingers through the tangle of golden locks to smooth them out. "I like
her actually. I thought I'd have some fun. I guess I embarrassed her.
But what's she gonna say? It's obvious she really did think of you in
a sexual way, don't you think? I mean just what she said about your
`cute little arse' might be enough to get her in trouble."

"You're not going to get her in trouble then, are you?"   

"No. Like I said, I like her. Even if she is an old Dyke. She's fun
most of the time."

"She's not that old." Uta said as she fingered the edges of Elsa's
shorts absentmindedly. "Elsa did you mean what you said?"

"About wiping your ass if you needed it? Sure. I'd do anything for
you. You know that."

Uta smiled, "I meant about me having a stunning cunt. I guess you
really didn't say that, but do you think I'm pretty down there."

"You're pretty everywhere." Elsa looked into her eyes. "Your
beautiful. Especially in here." She pressed the warmth of her hand
flat against Uta's heart. Right between her adolescent breasts.

They paused, each looking into the others eyes, then Uta leaned in and
kissed Elsa sweetly.

Uta moved Elsa's hand to her thigh and slid it toward the downy soft
hair of her pubic region.

"Do you want me?" Uta sighed.

"I love you." Elsa said plainly. Like it was a fact. Something you
could look up in a book. It lacked Uta's romantic tone. "But not like
this."

Uta pulled away with a start.

"Sorry." Uta said in a huff. "I didn't mean to go all `Dyke' on you. I
know how you hate Lesbos. Is that it? Sure. Go ahead. Feel me up. I
don't mind. Then push me away when I try to be nice to you."

"It's not like that." Elsa told her. Giving it right back to her.
"It's not like that at all. I'd do anything for you--- and with you.
But not here. Not in this smelly old lockeroom. You always have to
push things too far. Too quick. Couldn't we have just sat here awhile
alone...together... sharing the moment? You always want to get on to
something else. Push things to the next level. Too far. Too fast. Like
it's all a contest or something. I haven't got a problem with the
feelings we have for each other. It's normal. I think it's normal. Not
that I don't like boys, they're just such asses (most of them), I just
don't like them groping me. It's different with you."

Uta just looked at her. Then smiled. Then stood with her fluffy young
bush in Elsa's face and said, "Prove it. Kiss it."

Elsa stood up herself. "You're an ass. I think you're mental a little
bit, like you've got boy brains sometimes. You don't see where this
could go. How it could get you in trouble. One of these times you're
gonna bounce off a wall and not get up, Supergirl."

"You sound like my mother."

"Sometimes Mothers are right."

"You're scared."

Elsa looked her right in the eye. "I'm not, but you should be."

"Oh yeah."

"Yeah. I'm not going to do anything I don't want to just to please
someone. I don't need approval. I don't need to be the center of
everything. I'll go out there right now and tell everyone I licked
your pussy. I don't care. What about you? You're so eager to take
risks that might break bones. Or to see how far you can push me. But
what if I tell everybody you went down on me? Huh? You want to risk
that? I'll have them all laughing at you. Calling you a `Lezzie'.
You're tough and strong but could you put up with that?"

"You wouldn't."

"I will. Unless you get down and kiss my ass right now I'll tell
everyone you're a lezzie."

Uta got nervous.

"I'll tell them YOU are." Uta told Elsa.

"Go on. I don't care." Uta could tell Elsa wasn't kidding she really
didn't care what anybody thought about her.

But Uta realized she herself needed the positive feedback she got from
the crowd. She needed to feel special. She couldn't stand it if she
were ostracized.

"Kiss my ass, bitch." Elsa told her. "DO IT! Pull my shorts down and
do it, you Dyke Bitch."

Uta started to kneel then collapsed on the bench crying.

Elsa sat down next to her and put her arm over her shoulders.

"I'm sorry. I needed for you to see something. There are more ways
than one to get hurt. Taking chances all the time just for the fun of
it can get you in trouble."

Hardcase walked in growling, "What the hell are you two still doing in
here?"

"I just finished licking on Uta, do you mine?" Elsa said, rolling her
eyes at Hardcase and tilting her head to one side innocently.

"Very funny, Miss Elsa." Hardcase said with a tired air. Determined
not to let Elsa get her goat now.

"By the way I'm sorry I smarted off to you, Ms Hardcase." Elsa said.
"I guess sometimes I get carried away. I was just trying to be funny,
like now. Can you forgive me?"

"Apology accepted, Miss Elsa." They could tell Hardcase was relieved
at having such an easy out. "Now get back in class and try to behave
for a while."

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