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Subject: {ASSM} Close to Home Chapter 7 (ff, first, rom, con)
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I met Jen in front of school on Friday morning.  Like
we had done every morning for the past week, we kissed
and hugged.

"I'm so excited about tonight and the party
tomorrow," Jen said.

"So am I!"  I giggled.  "Especially tonight.  I want
you so bad."

Jen and I hadn't had much time together for the past
few days.  I had to go to gymnastics every night, to
get ready for the meet.  Jen and her mom came to
watch, but with school work and my chores around the
house we didn't find the time alone we both desired.

Every night we talked on the telephone, professing
our love for one another and talking about what we
would do once we were together and alone.  On Thursday
night, we talked sexy to each other and masturbated
while telling the other exactly what we were doing and
how we felt.

Suzie and Kathy seemed to accept our budding
relationship and didn't say much about it.

Jen and I had invited several of the kids from school
to attend the party and everyone we asked said they
would be there.  I had called Mary Jo, invited her and
Shannon to come to the party, and she agreed.

We were sitting at our normal table for lunch when
Suzie came over and sat down.  She looked at Jen and
me and then began to cry.

"What's wrong, Suzie?" I asked.

"I don't think I can come to the party on Saturday.
My parents are going to my aunt and uncle's house and
won't let me stay home alone.  They said they were
leaving on Saturday and wouldn't be home until Sunday
afternoon," Suzie told us between sobs.

"Why don't you spend the night at my house?" Jen
said.  "Cindy is going to be there too.  We can have
our own little pajama party."

"Really?  Do you think your mom would let me?" Suzie
asked, wiping her eyes.

"Sure, give me you number and I'll have my mom call
yours."  Jen smiled.  "Do you think she'll let you
stay?"

"I think so, Dad was going to let me stay at home
alone, but Mom said no.  If she knows I'll be at your
house, she might let me."  Suzie grinned.  "Thanks."

Kathy didn't join the group that day.  She had to
meet with one of her teachers to get help with a math
class she was having trouble in.  Kirk and Martin came
over and ate lunch with the three of us.

After school, Jen's mom picked us up.  She drove to
my house and came in to talk to Mom while I grabbed
the things I would need for my stay.

"I don't think we're going to be able to use the pool
tomorrow, Cindy," Jen said as she sat on my bed and
watched me changing my clothes.  "Dad said it's going
to be too cold."

It was only a few days into spring and the weather
was fickle at that time of year where we lived.  It
wasn't uncommon for it to be in the eighties one day
and in the fifties the next.  According to the weather
report, it was going to be cool and overcast on
Saturday.

"Oh well, what can you do about the weather?"  I said
as I held up a pair of jeans and a pair of stretch
pants.

Jen grinned and pointed at the stretch pants.  I
tossed the jeans at her and pulled the pants she
selected up my legs and over my hips.  Jen folded my
jeans, got up and packed them in my bag while I put on
a tight matching top.

My top had a scoop neckline and exposed the tops of
my boobs.  Jen came over to me and traced the opening
with her fingertip, sending shivers through my body.
I giggled and she covered my boobs with both hands.

Jen looked into my eyes, leaned her head close to
mine and kissed my nose.  Her fingers flexed on my
breasts and I felt my nipples starting to respond.
Moving her hands under my boobs, Jen teased my nipples
with her thumbs.

The tight top and my sheer bra did little to conceal
my excitement.  I moaned, put my hand on the back of
her head and pulled Jen's lips to mine.  We held the
kiss and it grew in passion.  Our tongues met and our
breathing became heavy.

Jen and I finally moved apart and stood staring at
one another.

"Have I told you how much I love you lately?" Jen said.

"Yes, but I never get tired of hearing you say it,
Sweetie.  I love you too, Jen."

We hugged for a moment and then I finished packing.

"I wish we could just spend the weekend naked," I
said as I put the last of my toiletries into the bag.

"Someday my love-someday."  Jen grinned at me,
glanced at my crotch and winked.

I picked up my small suitcase and we left my room.
We went to the kitchen, sat down and waited for our
moms to stop talking.

"Mom, could you please call Suzie's mom and ask her
if Suzie can spend the night on Saturday?  Her parents
are going out of town and if she can't stay with us,
she won't be able to come to the party."  Jen handed
her mom the slip of paper with Suzie's number on it.

"I'd be happy to, Jen.  May I use your phone, Kim?"
Mrs. Harris said.

Mom nodded and pointed at the wall phone in the
kitchen.  Jen's mom called and talked to Suzie's mom
for a few minutes.  After she hung up, she sat down
and nodded.

"Suzie's mom said she could stay, girls.  She'll drop
Suzie off tomorrow afternoon on her way out of town."

My mom asked Jen and me if we wanted something to
drink and got up to fix coffee for her and Mrs.
Harris.  We asked for sodas and Mom got two cans of
Coke out of the refrigerator.

"I talked to Mrs. Carter today.  She told me about
the dance club Mary Jo asked you to go to," Mom said.

"Really, what did she say?" I replied.

Mom sat down next to Jen's mom and across from Jen
and me.  "She said the club was run by a church.  The
pastor started it so teens would have a place to go.
It seems the church doesn't look at relationships like
the one you two have as being wrong."

"Does that mean we can go?" Jen asked.

"Kim and I don't see why not," Mrs. Harris said.  "We
talked about it and decided you could go if you wanted
to."

"Thanks," Jen and I said at the same time.

Mom and Mrs. Harris chuckled.

"Mrs. Carter said they have the dances on the last
Friday of the month.  She said Mary Jo and Shannon go
to almost everyone," Mom said.

Jen's mom smiled.  "I think it's great that someone
provides a place for teens to go where they'll feel
accepted."

We finished our drinks and then Jen, her mom and I
got up to leave.  I hugged my mom and told her I'd see
her at the party.  She hugged me back and whispered
into my ear.

"Have a good time, Cindy.  I love you."

I hugged her tighter.  "Love you too, Mom.  See you
tomorrow."

When we arrived at Jen's house, Jen and I ran to her
room to put my suitcase away.  She turned on the
stereo and we sat on her couch listening to the
thumping rock music.  I flipped around, rested my head
on Jen's leg and looked up at her.

"Still love me?" I asked.

Jen put her hand on my cheek and stroked me.  "More
every day, Cindy.  I never knew I could feel like
this.  When ever I see you or touch you, I feel like
I'm going to burst."

I reached up and ran my fingers through her hair.  We
smiled at each other and I sighed.  "You make me feel
so special, Sweetie.  I love being with you."

The song we were listening to ended and a slow song
started.  I got up, took Jen's hand and pulled her to
her feet.  "You know, we've never danced together."  I
took her in my arms and we began to sway to the music.

We were awkward, neither of us really knowing what to
do or how to move.  After trying several things, we
just held one another and moved as one.  Our feet
remained still and we pressed our bodies together.

"I think we need to learn how to dance if we're going
to go to the club with Mary Jo and Shannon," I said
softly, my face against hers.

"Yeah, I think we need someone to teach us.  I've
never really danced with anyone before, not slow."

Even though our dancing was clumsy, we didn't stop
until the music changed to a fast song.  Jen and I
held one another for a moment and then began to dance
to the song.  We both watched the music channel on
television and knew the steps.  Jen and I laughed as
we bounced around her bedroom causing her mom to come
up and see what was going on.

"Hi, Mom," Jen yelled above the music.  "Cindy and I
are just dancing."

Mrs. Harris turned the volume down a little and we
stopped dancing.

"You two sounded like you were going to come through
the ceiling," Mrs. Harris said.

"Sorry, Mom.  We'll try to be quite."  Jen turned the
volume down a bit more.

"We tried to dance slow," I said.  "We didn't do very
well.  Neither of us knows how to do it."

"Slow dancing isn't that hard, you just have to learn
a few simple steps," Jen's mom said.

"Could you teach us sometime, Mom?" Jen asked.

Mrs. Harris smiled and replied, "Sure, I can show you
two now, that is if you have anything we can dance to."

Jen went to the stereo, picked up her cassette tapes
and began to go through them.  She found one and put
it into the player.  When the slow music began, she
looked at her mom.

"How's this?" Jen asked.

"That's fine.  Okay, come over here and stand in
front of me."  Mrs. Harris waited for Jen and me to
move to where she was pointing.  "Watch my feet and
try to follow what I do."

Jen's mom began to move her feet, repeating the steps
over and over.  Jen and I started to move too, trying
to match what she was doing.

"You two have to decide who is going to lead and who
is going to follow," Jen's mom said as she continued
to move.  "When I dance with your father, he leads.  I
would suggest both of you learn to lead."

Jen and I agreed.  Mrs. Harris put us together and
showed us how to hold each other.  "You do the same
thing we were doing, only this time one of you has to
do it backwards.  The way you're standing, Jen holding
your right hand, Cindy, Jen would lead."

I waited for Jen to start moving and attempted to
follow her.  After a couple of minutes, I started to
get the hang of it and move my feet.  After dancing to
another song, Mrs. Harris showed us how to dance with
one of us putting our arms around the other's neck.

Jen put her arms around my neck and her mom guided my
hands to Jen's hips.

"If you want to get closer, Cindy can put her arms
around your waist, Jen."  Mrs. Harris showed me what
to do.  When I let my hand drift to Jen's bottom, Mrs.
Harris laughed.  "You're just like Jen's father, he
likes to dance with his hands on my butt."

Jen's mom sat on the bed, watching us dance and
giving us pointers.  When the song ended, Jen and I
kept moving, causing Jen's mom to chuckle.  We spent
the next half hour dancing and being coached by Mrs.
Harris.  Once we were comfortable, Jen's mom got up to
leave.

"Thanks, Mom," Jen said.

"Yes, thank you very much," I said.

"I need you two to give me a hand in the basement.
Since we won't be able to have the party outside,
we'll have to set up the tables and chairs inside."
Mrs. Harris began to leave.

"We'll do it now, Mom," Jen said and then we separated.

The three of us went down to the basement.  Mrs.
Harris told us what she wanted and Jen and I started
to pull the long tables out of the storeroom and set
them up.  Once the tables were in place, we helped put
the paper covering on them.

While Jen and I got the chairs and began putting them
around the table, Mrs. Harris opened a set of vertical
blinds at the far end of the large room.  I looked and
noticed you could walk out of the basement to the
patio and pool.

Jen saw me staring out the sliding glass doors, came
over and stood next to me.  She put arm around my
waist and held me to her side.

I leaned my head against her shoulder.  "I can't wait
until we can go swimming, Jen.  I've been dreaming
about laying in the sun with you."

"Me too.  I hope we can get killer tans this summer."
Jen giggled.  "I want to get an all over tan, if you
catch my drift."

"Well, the patio is secluded enough," Mrs. Harris
said, startling Jen and me.  "I may even join you."

"MOM!" Jen said.

"What, don't you think I would like a 'killer' tan
too?" Jen's mom said.  "The pool and patio is one of
the reasons we bought this house."

"You would do that?  You would lay out in the nude?"
Jen said.

"Why not, my body isn't that bad."  Mrs. Harris began
to laugh and then got serious.  "If you two want to
tan in the nude, it's fine with me.  I don't think
anyone should be ashamed of their bodies."

Jen giggled and said, "I'll bet you wouldn't say that
if I had a boyfriend."

Much to our surprise, Mrs. Harris said, "If you had a
boyfriend that was as nice as Cindy and you loved him
as much as you love her, I might consider it.  If it
were one of those losers you seemed to gravitate to
before, there would be no way."

Jen sighed.  "They were losers, weren't they, Mom?  I
wish I'd have listened to you and daddy."  Jen hugged
me closer to her side.  "I'm so happy now."

"Yes, I know you are, Honey.  I think both of you are
happy.  At first I was upset when I discovered you and
Cindy, but now, I'm very pleased-so is your father."
Mrs. Harris moved closer to us and put her arms around
Jen and me.  "Cindy, you are a very lucky girl to have
parents like you have.  If your mom hadn't calmed me
down and convinced me that things were okay, I might
have tried to make you two stop seeing each other.

"Kim said that we should just let you two be
teenagers and support you.  She was right and I'm so
happy to have met her and your father."

I felt tears streaming down my cheeks, tears of joy.
My heart pounded in my chest and I had a lump in my
throat.  Being in love with Jen was wonderful-having
parents that understood, accepted and supported us was
almost as good.

"Okay, now lets finish up so I can start dinner,"
Mrs. Harris said, backing away.

When I looked at Jen's mom, I saw she had tears on
her cheeks too.  When I moved away from Jen, she
jumped into her mom's arms and hugged her.  After a
moment, Jen whispered something and Mrs. Harris leaned
back and looked into Jen's eyes.

Mrs. Harris' face went from serious to a big smile
and then she nodded.  "Yes, Jenny, you two can use the
tub tonight.  Just make sure you clean it up after
you're finished.  "Oh, one other thing, not too much
bubble bath this time, it took an hour to clean the
bathroom last time."

"Thanks, Mom.  I'll be careful," Jen said.

We finished setting up the basement for the party and
then Jen and I sat on one of the couches.  Mrs. Harris
went upstairs to start dinner.

"What was that all about?" I asked.

"I asked Mom if we could use the whirlpool tub in her
room and she said yes."  Jen kissed me and grinned.
"We can take a bubble bath together-that is if you
want to."

I threw my arms around Jen's neck and covered her
face with kisses.  "Want to!  Just try to stop me.  I
can't wait to cuddle in the tub with you, Sweetie."

Jen and I spent the next hour snuggled together on
the couch.  We kissed often, but our hands avoided one
another's boobs and crotches.  It felt wonderful to
just kiss and hold each other.  I wanted to make love
to Jen, I wanted to touch and taste her, but the
closeness was overpowering.  My entire body ached with
my love for Jen.

"Jen, do you remember what you told Kathy and Suzie
the other day?  You know, about feeling the same way
even if we didn't have sex."  Jen nodded.  "I feel the
same way about you.  I love being close like this and
not doing anything more than kissing and cuddling."


Jen moved one of her hands to my boob and began
gently massaging it.  She kissed my neck and nibbled
my earlobe.  Jen moved her mouth to my chest and
kissed my exposed skin.  Hooking her finger in my top,
she pulled it down and licked the top of my breast.

"I want to undress you and kiss you everywhere," Jen
said.  "I can't get enough of you, Cindy."

"I'm not stopping you, do what you want with me."
Jen pulled my bra away from my breast, latched her
mouth onto my nipple and nibbled.  "Mmmm, I'll give
you an hour to stop that, Jen."

I held Jen's head in my hands and arched my back,
pushing my chest against her mouth.  Jen sucked and
lightly bit my nipple, sending jolts of pleasure
through my body.  I moaned and squirmed as she
continued to attack my boob.

Mrs. Harris called down the stairs and asked us to
give her a hand carrying the dishes down to the
basement.  Jen sat up, covered my boob and kissed my
lips.

"I guess we'll have to wait until later, Sweetie."
Jen smiled.

"I can't wait, I need you now!"  I tried to pull her
face back to my chest, but Jen twisted away.  "You're
a brat!  Jen, is there a bathroom down here?"

Jen got off the couch, called to her mom, telling her
we'd be there in a minute and reached for my hand.  I
stood up and she led me to a door near the glass doors
leading to the pool and backyard.  Jen opened the door
and ushered me in.

"This is the changing room for the pool," Jen said.
"There is a bathroom through that door."

Jen pulled me through the room we were in and into
the bathroom.  I noticed a large shower with a bench
that ran along the back wall and multiple showerheads.
The rectangular room had a showerhead on each end wall
and two along the back wall at normal height.  About
waist high, there were showerheads under the ones up
high.  The shower room was covered with white tile and
brightly lit.  Although I didn't need to, I opened the
clear glass door and stuck my head inside.

"I think you could fit about six people in her, Jen.
Why is it so big?"

"I don't know.  It was here when Dad bought the
house.  We haven't used it yet."

I used the bathroom and washed my hands at one of the
three sinks in the counter across from the shower.
When we went through the first room, I stopped and
looked around.  One wall had shelves and clothes
hooks.  A long wood bench was in front of the shelves.
Near the door, there was another set of shelves
stacked with towels.  Across from the shelves and
hooks, were white robes hanging on wooden pegs.

"This is really cool, Jen."  I turned to her, put my
hands on her shoulders and smiled.  "I can't wait
until it gets warm enough to use the pool."

Jen wrapped her arms around my waist, pulled me
closer and gave me a soft kiss.  "We're going to have
so much fun this summer, Honey."

Jen and I left the changing room, ran upstairs and
began carrying the dishes and silverware to the
basement.  Once we had taken everything down that her
mom wanted us to, we sat in the kitchen and watched
Mrs. Harris prepare dinner.

"Jen showed me the changing room downstairs, Mrs.
Harris.  It's a lot nicer than the locker room at
school.  I can't believe how big it is," I said.

Jen's mom laughed and nodded her head.  "Our
neighbors told Jen's father and me that the previous
owners used to have some wild parties here.  They said
they were glad they moved."

"Are we going to have pool parties, Mom?" Jen asked.

"I'm sure we will, but I seriously doubt they will be
wild.  Your father wants to entertain some of our
clients here so I'm pretty sure the pool will get a
lot of use," Mrs. Harris said.

"Do you think I can have pool parties too, Mom?" Jen
asked.

"I don't see why not, Jenny.  As long as things don't
get out of hand you're welcome to have your friends
over."  Mrs. Harris put a dish in the oven and sat
down.  "Your father and I want you to enjoy the house
too.  We bought this house so you could get a fresh
start, Jenny.  So far, you've been doing great-at
least now that you got rid of what's his name."

Jen put her hand on mine and stroked the back of it
with her fingertips.  "I was really stupid, wasn't I,
Mom?"

"I think you made some bad choices, Jenny.  It seems
like you have wised up and are making much better
decisions now."  Mrs. Harris looked at me and smiled.

I could feel my cheeks warm, knowing that Jen's mom
was referring to our relationship.  "I think Jen's
making better decisions too, she chose me."

All three of us laughed.  Jen squeezed my hand and
bumped her shoulder against mine.

"Are you going to come to my meet, Mrs. Harris?" I
asked.  "I'd really like you to."

"We wouldn't miss it for the world, Cindy.  Mr.
Harris and I are both going.  I talked to your mom and
we've already made our hotel reservations."  Mrs.
Harris chuckled and looked at Jen.  "Would you like to
go too, Jenny?"

"What do you mean, of course I want to go, Mom!" Jen
said.

Jen's mom laughed.  "I thought so.  We made a
reservation for you too."

After squirming around for a moment, Jen said, "Do I
have my own room?"

"No, we wanted to save money so you'll have to share
a room with Cindy, if that's okay with her," Mrs.
Harris said.

Jen and I both giggled and nodded.

Mr. Harris came in from work, took off his suit coat
and folded it over his arm.  "Hello everyone.  Are we
ready for tomorrow?"

Mrs. Harris got up, gave her husband a kiss and said,
"Yes, as ready as we can be.  We have the tables set
up and the dishes out.  Tomorrow, we'll have to finish
fixing some of the food, but that's it.  Are you going
to grill steaks and chicken breasts like we planned?"

"Yes, the grill master will be hard at work.  I wish
the weather would have cooperated so we could have
used the pool, but I guess we'll have to wait until
next time," Jen's dad said.

Mr. Harris said he was going to change and Mrs.
Harris followed him out of the kitchen.  Jen and I set
the table and got things ready for dinner.  When her
parents came back, Mrs. Harris began getting the food
ready to eat.

After dinner, Jen and I cleaned up and then went to
the family room.  We all watched television for a
while and then Mr. Harris said he had some work to
finish.  Jen's mom asked if he needed help and left
with him when he said he did.

Jen and I changed the television to the music station
and watched the videos.  When a slow song came on, we
got up and practiced our dancing.  I held Jen close
with my arms around her waist while she hugged my
neck.  We whispered in each other's ear, professing
our love.

Because we were almost the same height, our boobs
were pressed together as we danced.  I moved one of my
hands to her back and searched for the clasp of her
bra.  When I knew it was in back, I slipped my hand
under her top and unfastened it.  We pulled apart and
soon were both braless, working our underwear out from
under our tops.  When we returned to our dancing, the
feeling of her boobs against mine was exciting.

A fast song came on and we moved apart to dance to
the music.  As we moved, I watched her boobs jiggling
and giggled.  She grinned at me, cupped her breasts
and shook them at me.  I laughed, put my hands on her
hips and slipped them under Jen's top.  She moved her
hands, stopped dancing and let out a sigh as my
fingers closed around her boobs.

I massaged Jen's breasts for a moment before moving
one hand to her back and pulling her close.  Our lips
touched and then we opened our mouths so we could
taste one another.  The kiss was gentle as we explored
each other's mouths with our tongues.  Jen gripped my
butt, pulled my crotch to hers and ground against me.
The song was still playing, but except for some gently
swaying, we were no longer dancing.

Jen pulled her mouth off mine and grinned at me.
"Let's go up stairs, Sweetie, I want to take a bath
with you."

"Okay," I said and then kissed her again.

After turning off the stereo, Jen went to the study
to tell her mom we were going upstairs.  She came back
to where I was waiting, took my hand and led me up to
her bedroom.  We began to undress and giggle.

I almost tripped as I pulled off my pants while
watching Jen take off her top.  After regaining my
balance, I was able to remove the slacks and then my
panties.  When both of us were naked, Jen gave me a
robe and then she put one on.  We left her room and
went to her parent's bedroom.

Jen began filling the whirlpool tub while I sat on
the edge watching.  She added a handful of foaming
bath oil beads and bubbles began to form on the water.
The air filled with the smell of flowers and I inhaled
the sweat fragrance.  Once the tub was about two
thirds full, Jen turned off the water and turned on
the pump, causing the water to start swirling and
bubbling.

"Ready?" Jen asked as she shucked her robe and
stepped up onto the edge of the tub.

I nodded, took off my robe and joined her.  We
lowered ourselves into the hot water and sat facing
each other, leaning against the sloping seatbacks.  I
moved my hands through the water, feeling the silky
texture of the oiled water.  Jen and I relaxed for a
few minutes and let the water sooth our bodies.

"This is wonderful, Honey."  I smiled at Jen.  "I've
used the whirlpools at the gymnastics gym, but it was
never like this."

Jen grinned, reached out and took my hand in hers.
She pulled on my arm and said, "Come over here and sit
with me."

I let Jen guide me so I was sitting between her legs.
She pulled me back and I felt her breasts against my
back.  Jen's hands came around me and cupped my boobs.

"Mmmm, this feels great, Jen."  She gripped my
breasts and began squeezing them firmly.  "I'll give
you an hour to stop that, Sweetie."

Jen began kissing my neck and shoulders.  One of her
hands moved down my stomach and nestled between my
legs.  She flattened her hand against my sex and held
it there.  I hooked my hands under her legs and
gripped her thighs.  Pulling up on her legs, I wiggled
my bottom against her crotch.  Jen hooked her feet
over my legs and locked us together.

"I love having you in my arms, Cindy."  Jen stopped
massaging my boobs and held me with her arm around my
chest.

"I love being in you arms, Sweetie.  I wish we could
do this more often."

"Are you as excited as I am about going to your
gymnastics meet?  I think it's so cool that we get to
share a room."

"Yeah, I'm excited too.  I was a little shocked when
your mom said we were going to be sharing a room
though."  I twisted around so I was facing Jen.  She
still had her arms and legs around me.

Jen and I began to share soft kisses.  I pressed my
chest against hers and she pushed back.  Our mouths
locked and our kissing became passionate.  We began to
squirm our bodies against one another's.  My moans
came from deep in my throat as my body heated up.  Jen
was moaning too and pushing her tongue deep into my
mouth.

"Let's finish our bath and go to bed," Jen said after
removing her mouth from mine.

I agreed and we untangled ourselves.  We knelt in the
tub and took turns washing each other with the
fragrant body wash Jen's mom had in the bathroom.  Jen
used a soft sponge to wash my entire body and then I
did her.  Once we were finished, Jen tuned on a hand-
held spray and we rinsed off as the water drained from
the tub.

We were still in the tub when Mrs. Harris knocked on
the door and asked how we were doing.  I was shocked
when Jen told her mom to come in.

"Don't forget to wash the tub down, girls." Jen's mom
said, looking at us.

I felt funny being naked in front of Mrs. Harris, but
the feeling soon passed.  Jen had been rinsing me with
the spray and rubbing me with her free hand.  She
didn't stop when her mom came into the bathroom,
rinsing between my legs when her mom turned away for a
moment.

"How did you like the whirlpool tub, Cindy?" Mrs.
Harris asked as she picked up two towels and held them
for Jen and me.

"I loved it!  It felt so nice," I said shyly.

Mrs. Harris chuckled and nodded.  "Come get dried
off."  I stepped out of the tub and took the towel.
"On second thought, you girls don't have to clean the
tub-I think I'll take a bath too."

Jen and I dried off and put on the white fluffy robes
that were near the tub.  Mrs. Harris used the spray to
rinse the tub and began filling it with fresh water.

"Are you two going downstairs?" Jen's mom asked.

Jen looked at me, smiled and said, "Yeah, I want a
snack before I go to bed, Mom."

"Good, please tell your father I'm up here."  Mrs.
Harris grinned.  "Tell him I'm waiting for him."

Jen and I both giggled as Mrs. Harris started to
remove her top.  Jen told her she would tell her dad
and then we left.

"Looks like Mom's horny tonight," Jen whispered as we
went to her room to put on our pajamas.

"Jen!  You shouldn't talk about your parents like
that."

"What?  They do have sex you know-how do you think I
got here?"

I giggled and followed her into her bedroom.  Jen was
right, but I had never thought about my parents having
sex.  The idea of my mom and dad making love was
foreign to me even though I knew they did it.

Jen watched as I pulled a cotton nightshirt out of my
bag.  She grabbed it from me, tossed it at my small
suitcase, missing it.  Jen went to her dresser, opened
one of the drawers and pulled out a red see-through
negligee.  She also pulled out a blue one and held
them both up.

"Which one do you want to wear, Honey?"

I shrugged my shoulders as I looked at the lingerie.
Jen giggled and handed me the red one.  We took off
our robes and put on the nighties.  The sheer tops
came down to our navels and left nothing to the
imagination.  Jen took the matching g-string panties
out of the drawer and tossed me the red ones.

Once we had the nighties on, we put on the robes and
went downstairs.  Jen told her dad her mom was in the
bathtub, waiting for him.  Mr. Harris laughed and
headed upstairs, telling us goodnight.

Jen and I went to the kitchen and had ice cream.  We
sat at the counter and ate our snack, taking turns
feeding each other.

"I wonder how many of the kids we invited will show
up tomorrow?" I asked as I put a spoonful of ice cream
in Jen's mouth.

"I don't know.  I do know that I will be happy even
if no one shows up-just as long as you're here with me."

I sighed, leaned close to Jen and kissed her cheek.
"You say the sweetest things to me, Jen-I love you so
much."

Jen smiled, fed me a spoonful of ice cream and said,
"I love you too, Cindy.  Things have been so good for
me since we met and started going together."

My heart began pounding in my chest as I thought
about what Jen said.  We WERE going together and we
were in love.  My thoughts of having a boyfriend were
completely dashed and I was as happy as I could be.  I
put my hand on Jen's leg and slipped it through the
opening in her robe.  As I stroked her soft thigh, I
smiled at her.

"Jen, did you ever think you would be in love with a
girl-with me?"

"No, but I'm happy I did fall in love with you,
Honey.  Things are so good between us.  I love you to
death.  Cindy, I've been with guys and I know what big
jerks they can be.  With you-I mean with us, there's
no bullshit.  We love each other and don't make any
stupid demands on one another.  You've never asked me
to prove my love for you, not once."

"Jen, you tell me you love me and I believe you.  I
hope you believe me when I tell you."  I stroked her
thigh and smiled.  "I never dreamed I'd fall in love
with you, or any other girl, but I did.  At first I
wondered, but not anymore.  Jen, if you asked me to do
something I'd do it, not to prove my love for you, but
because you wanted me to."

Jen's eyes filled with tears and she leaned over so
we could hold one another.  She held me so tight that
I slid off my stool and stood next to her.  We hugged
for a moment and then Jen kissed my neck.

"Let's go to bed, Cindy."

I kissed her and then we took care of the dishes.
Jen took my hand and we walked up the stairs and down
the hall to her bedroom.  Once inside, Jen turned on
the lamp by the bed and then turned off the overhead
light.  She turned on the stereo, found a station and
adjusted the volume.

Jen came to me and began removing my robe.  I removed
her robe and we let them fall to the floor.  We stood
staring at each other for a moment and then fell into
one another's arms.  As we kissed, we moved to her bed
and got in.  I helped Jen kick the covers down and
then we stretched out.

After kissing and touching each other, we removed our
nighties and began making tender love.

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