Leather on Lace

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Leather on Lace

 

Chapters 1-8

 

 

Disclaimer:   This is a lesbian story about lesbians and almost nothing but lesbians.   There is lesbian sex to go along with this lesbian story and as a lesbian; I sincerely hope you enjoy it.  

 

There is more to this story, but haven't decided if I'll add to what's here or not.

 

 

   

Chapter 1

 

 

A stranger being confronted with the verbal abuse between the two women in the bar, would be shocked, to say the least, but anyone who knew the two friends would laugh and move on.   That day, as they played pool, had been only minutely different than any other, but would change the entire dynamics of their friendship.

 

 

"Who's the new c! hick Kiki?"   Lace asked.

 

"New bartender," Kiki answered, not looking up from the pool table.

 

"You're just a fucking Sherlock Holmes, aren't you?"   Lace asked sarcastically.

"You're just a fucking asshole Lace," Kiki uttered.

"Better than being a fucking moron," Lace replied.

"Fuck you!"   Kiki yelled.

"I'd have to be unconscious first," Lace smirked.

"Ha, ha," Kiki mumbled at a loss for words.

"She's hot," Lace said, ignoring Kiki's fumble.

"I don't see it," Kiki uttered, looking at the bartender.

"That's because your brain is wallpaper paste.   That, my friend, is sexy."  

"I got Truby," Kiki said, staring off dreamily.   "Now she's sexy."  

"You ain't got shit!   I saw her giving your uncle a blowjob earlier."  

"Fuck off!"   Kiki shouted, throwi! ng her cue onto the pool table.

 

Kiki walked! up to t he bar, ordering a couple more beers as Lace observed from a distance, realizing she had been ratted out as the sexy bartender shook her head after glancing at Lace.   Kiki walked back with the two beers, sporting a huge grin.

 

"She's not interested," Kiki smiled.

"You're a dumb ass," Lace muttered, guzzling her beer and then lighting a cigarette.

"Shut the fuck up and rack 'em already."  

 

The Main Street Bar was where the two women spent the majority of their time when they weren't working.   It was the local gathering spot for just about anyone who enjoyed drinking and everyone under the age of 30.  

 

Lace Evans was 25 and tough, purposefully acquiring tattoos on her most tender skin, proving how macho she was.   She didn't look as rugged as she was, but everyone knew she could hold her own.   She was trim and fit, with long blonde hair and there was just some! thing about her that made both sexes, take a second look.   Her face was as easy on the eyes as her body was and when she walked into a room, dressed up or not, everyone wanted to take her to bed.   Lace worked at the local lumber yard, putting in a tougher day than most of the men she knew and keeping her in top physical condition.  

 

Kiki Roland was 25, with dirty-blonde hair, gray eyes and was as close as you could get to a man without slapping a penis on her.   She drove truck for a local excavating company, loved her job and she loved her beer.   If she wasn't working, you could usually find her in the bar.   The woman looked and acted a lot tougher than she actually was; mostly she was a big, dumb teddy bear.

 

Lace and Kiki both enjoyed their beer, it didn't matter what time of the day it was and more often than not it would be extremely rare to see either of them without a beer in their hand.   The two women ha! d been friends since third grade when Lace beat up two boys te! asing Ki ki and wound up being suspended from school.   Kiki had latched onto her ever since that day and to be honest, Lace actually liked the oafish woman.   Anyone listening to them would think they hated one another, but that was how their relationship worked.

 

Lace and Kiki were playing pool, but Lace couldn't keep her eyes off the bartender.

 

"Did you at least get 'er name?"  

"Nope, seemed kinda snooty."  

"You're such a dumb son-of-a-bitch; I'm surprised Truby puts up with your sorry ass."  

"So fuckin' go ask 'er and quit hounding me!"  

"You know, you're as stupid as you are butt-ugly."  

"Why?   What?   Huh?"  

"Three very stupid questions only you could ask.   You already let her know I'm interested, so I can't just go up there and talk to 'er now."  

"Since when did that ever ma! tter?"  

"She's different, anyone with half a brain can see… sorry Kiki, forgot who I was talking to," Lace smiled.

"Fuck you."  

 

The back door opened and in walked Truby Zekes.   Truby was barely five feet and 10 years older than Kiki, but she looked good with her big tits, blonde hair, blue eyes and trim waistline.   She was dwarfed in comparison with her girlfriend Kiki's own five feet nine inches, but anyone seeing them together knew they fit perfectly.   As Truby walked in and saw Kiki, her eyes began to twinkle.  

 

Truby was a waitress at the little café across the alley and she knew exactly where to find her lumbering lover when she finished with work.   The majority of the time, Truby knew Kiki to be the sweet, tender teddy bear she loved and that was all that ever mattered to her.

 

"Sweetheart, run away with me and leave this oaf!"   Lace yelled. "You couldn't pay me enough to leave my big teddy be! ar Lace, " Truby laughed.

 

Truby walked up to Kiki, giving her the best hug around the waist she could manage, not quite able to make it all the way around.   Kiki bent slightly, engulfing the tiny woman before giving her a quick kiss on the lips.

 

"Hey Truby…"   Lace had a beer in one hand and was leaning against the pool table.   "I'm in love."    

"I know, I know, let you tak…"   Truby's voice trailed off as her eyes followed Lace's towards the bar and she looked at Kiki.   "I've been tossed aside like old news!"

"I won't toss you aside baby," Kiki laughed, hugging Truby.

 

Truby gave Kiki another quick kiss and laughed before sidling next to Lace, who was looking towards the bar.

 

"Okay, so either you're into men now, or you're thinking you stand a chance with that fine looking bartender," Truby stated doubtfully.  

"Y! ou don't think I do?"   Lace asked, looking shocked.

"Truthfully?"   Truby asked.

"Hit me."  

"She's too good for you," Truby stated.

 

Lace staggered sideways, grabbing her chest as though Truby had just pierced her through the heart, while Kiki laughed and agreed.

 

"Who asked ya, ya stupid fucker?"   Lace snapped.

"The way you two talk to each other is just wrong," Truby stated.

 

Lace walked over to Kiki, putting her arm around Kiki's neck as she grabbed the larger woman's cap brim, spinning it around on her head.

 

"I love this big lug and she knows it."

"I'm gonna kick your fuckin' ass!"   Kiki shouted, pushing Lace away.

 

Truby began laughing along with Lace, who was walking over to Truby pulling some money out of her pocket.

 

"Go get us some drinks Truby, see if you can g! et 'er name for me.   That dumb ass you sleep with couldn�! ��t do i t," Lace nodded towards Kiki.

 

Truby shook her head as she took Lace's money and walked delicately up to the bar.   Lace couldn't help but notice the tiny woman's chassis as she moved away, leaving her to wonder how Kiki managed to sway the sexy, older woman into spending the last five years with her.  

 

Truby returned, carrying two beers along with a mixed drink and sat them on the table, handing Lace her change before sitting in the booth.   Lace stared at her for a moment with an anxious expression on her face before joining Truby in the booth.

 

"Well?"   Lace asked.

"Well what?"   Truby replied.

"Her name Truby!"   Lace exclaimed, becoming impatient.

"I don't know, she wouldn't tell me," Truby smiled.

"She wouldn't tell you?"   Lace asked.   "Well, what, did, she, say?"  

"She said that if you wanted to know so badly! , maybe you should walk to the bar and get your own damn beer," Truby smiled, taking a sip of her drink from the straw.

 

Lace leaned out of the booth, glancing toward the gorgeous dark-skinned woman with the flowing dark hair and dark green eyes.

 

"Did she say 'damn'?"   Lace asked.

"No, I added that.   Why?"  

"I figured if she swore, I might actually walk up there."

"I do know though, that she's been bartending since Tuesday.   She moved here after breaking it off with her fiancé and her godparents helped her find a place to live after she got hired here."

 

Lace leaned back into the booth, eyeing Truby very carefully.

 

"Christ girl, you were only gone a few minutes, how in the hell did she have time to tell you all that?"  

"Kiki and I stopped in last night for a few," Truby laughed.

"And after all that you s! till don't know her name?!"  

"I didn't sa! y that.� ��

"I just wanna know her goddamn name!"   Lace rasped, beginning to feel irritated.

"Here's the way I see it sweetie, you can't treat this girl the way you treat your other bimbos and you'll need to change your ways before you even attempt any contact," Truby instructed.

"Fuck that."  

"Then leave her alone," Truby insisted, folding her arms across her chest.

"That's just it, I don't think I can."

"You'll destroy her."

 

Lace sat staring at Truby until the back door of the bar opened up and a group of five girls walked in.   They were dressed in some of the tightest clothes, ready for the Friday night activities.   One of the girls, a thin brunette, veered off towards Lace and Truby.

 

"Lookin' good Lace," The girl said boldly.

"You too," Lace said, having no idea what the girls' name was.

"I was waiting for you to sho! w up Monday."  

"Was I supposed to see you Monday?"  

"That's what you said Saturday morning."  

"Why don't you introduce us Lace?"   Kiki asked from behind the girl with a big smile on her face.

           

Lace smiled and shrugged while the girl began to blush, looking as though she would love to rip Lace's eyes out, but somehow she managed to restrain herself.

 

"You said I was special and now you can't even remember my name?!"   The girl shouted, storming away.

"Like that," Truby said, pointing at the girl storming off.

"What?"   Lace asked.

"You can't treat the girl behind the bar the same way you treat every other girl you've ever known," Truby continued.

"I don't treat 'em all like that; I remember most of their names, she just caught me after payday."  

"What was your longest relati! onship Lace?"  

"Tina," Lace leaned back a! s though she was having a very fond memory, but then it was gone.   "Then she turned into a bitch."  

"How long?"  

"Eleven months."  

"Is that it?"  

"I'm only 25; I couldn't keep depriving the other girls."

  "And why did Tina dump you?"  

"'Cuz you gave her nag lessons and she didn't dump me, I dumped her ass," Lace grumbled.

"Ha, ha, but why?   She was pretty good t'you and she put up with your shit for so long.   She'd still be putting up with it if you would've shown her that you cared at all.   I still don't know why she kept you around as long as she did."  

"I'm great in bed.   You don't know what you missed Truby," Lace smiled.

"You would've just broken my heart Lace, but there's gotta be more to it than that."  

 

Lace ruminated as she stared at Truby; she never knew that! the older woman had actually considered taking her up on her offer of a date.   Lace had asked Truby out just before Kiki, but she had turned Lace down, going out with Kiki instead.   That had always bothered Lace, but at least she now knew it was because Truby was afraid of having her heart broken.   Truby was the only female to ever turn her down and it made her feel better knowing she had only done it out of self-preservation.

 

Lace looked to make sure Kiki was still playing pool before leaning towards Truby.

 

"I'm gonna tell you why, but if you tell anyone, I'll kick the living shit outta Kiki, deal?"

   

Truby couldn't resist, her curiosity getting the better of her as she nodded in agreement.

 

"I use to let 'er braid my hair," Lace whispered, checking on Kiki again.

"There still has to be more than that," Truby giggled.

"You're picturing it aren�! �t you?"   Lace asked as Truby nodded.   "Well, maybe ! the fact that I actually thought I loved her might've had something to do with it."

"Then why did you let her go?"  

"She wanted me to stop drinking so much."  

"Not quit, just slow down, right?"  

"Hey, I am who I am."  

"So what d'you do when the 18 to 20 crowd stops looking?"  

"I'll be with her," Lace pointed towards the bartender.

"Sorry Lace, but unless you 'do' back off the booze, you'll never even get through 'her' front door."  

"Ya think?"  

"Oh yeah, I'm positive."  

"Maybe I should just go see Tina," Lace considered.

"Well, I don't think you need to go too far, she just walked in," Truby announced.

 

Lace turned to see Tina Capsen walking in through the back door.   She had recently turned 21 and it had been over a year since she and Lace had seen one anot! her.   'Damn she looks good' was all Lace could think when she saw the long hi-lighted brunette hair and those sparkling, blue eyes.   Tina was wearing skin-tight leather pants and a sleeveless, low-cut white silk blouse.   Her exposed tattoos made her look twice as hot.

   

Lace stood up at the same time Truby did, but Truby pushed her back down, forcing Lace to give her a dirty look.

 

"I wanna say hello before you piss her off, so stay away," Truby insisted.

 

Lace slid back into the booth when she was suddenly looking into the face she wanted to get to know better.   The long black hair was flowing delicately around what Lace thought had to be at least 38 C tits, maybe even D's.   Those beautiful dark green eyes, perfect teeth and perfectly kissable lips; the bottom lip being a little full, but not too much, the top one thinner, just the way Lace liked them and what a great smile.   Lace ha! d strange electrical surges moving through her insides.   Sh! e had ne ver had that happen before, but she liked how it made her feel warm inside.   The bartender began picking up the empty bottles as Lace sat smiling at her.  

 

"I was gonna come talk to you, but my friend said you were too good for me," Lace stated.

"Is your friend always right?"  

"Truby?   Yeah, usually she is."  

"Well, if you never try, then I guess you'll never know the answer," the bartender stated, turning to leave.

"Wait!"   Lace yelled.

"Yeah?"   She asked, turning around.

"Can I have your name and phone number?"  

"Only if you flip that coaster in front of you," she smiled before walking away.

 

Lace looked at the back of the coaster.   Maya Pantano and a phone number had been written on it.   Lace leaned forward, tucking the coaster into her back pocket.   She was feeling pretty positive about the whole meetin! g at that point.

   

She sat there smiling when she noticed a figure out of the corner of her eye.   Looking up, Lace found herself staring into the beautiful blue eyes of Tina.

 

"Hey Lace, you're lookin' good," Tina stated, looking at Lace the same way she had when they were together.

"You're lookin' pretty hot Tina," Lace replied, only stating a fact.

"Mind if I sit?"  

"If you want, but I haven't changed."  

"I know, but maybe I have."

 

'Ouch', was the only thing that would come to mind for Lace.   Tina looked hot and Lace knew she would be easy to get into bed, even if it was just for the night.   She couldn't even begin to guess how long it would take her to get Maya that far.

   

While Lace was having her dilemma, Tina slid into the booth and up tight against her. Somehow Lace felt as though she were che! ating, moving as close to the wall as she could get, glancing ! around n ervously.   Tina was sliding so close to Lace that she was almost on her lap.

 

"I thought you'd be over me by now."

"You're not that easy to get over Lace."  

"You either."  

 

They kissed a long, smoldering lover's kiss, their tongues mingling with one another.   Lace had forgotten how turned on she got by those kisses.   When they eventually broke away, Lace was surprised to see Truby and Kiki sitting across from them.

 

"So, are you back together then?"   Truby asked.

"Mm, I'd like that," Tina purred, leaning into Lace.

"But it's been over a year.   By now you've been apart longer than you were ever together," Truby reminded her.

"But I can't stop thinking about her," Tina admitted.

"Yeah, she scarred me for life too," Kiki laughed.

 

Lace glared at Kiki as she leaned onto the table, while Tru! by and Tina both giggled, stopping only after Lace began to usher her threat.

 

"You might wanna get a head-start out the door, 'cuz as soon as I get outta this booth, I'm kickin' your ass."

"Oh leave her alone Lace, I don't wanna spend all night looking for her again," Truby scolded, grabbing Kiki's arm, afraid she may actually bolt.

"We should leave anyway… right Lace?"   Tina asked, blushing as she suddenly remembering her place.

 

Lace looked at Tina for a moment before deciding, 'why the hell not.'

 

"Tell you what, you go home and I'll be there in 20 minutes," Lace instructed.

"Are you sure you'll come?"   Tina asked, almost begging.

"I promise," Lace agreed, kissing her.

 

Lace was a womanizer, but she never made a promise unless she planned on keeping it and Tina knew it, so she left without an argument.   As Lace began to! make her way out of the booth, Truby gave her a look.

!  

"So you've given up on the bartender then?"   Truby asked.

"Got her name and phone number right here," Lace smiled, slapping her ass.

"Right close to your heart I see," Truby scowled.

"Fine, I'll tell Tina I'm not coming back… tomorrow."  

"You are such a man!"   Truby exclaimed.

"Oh what does that mean now?!"   Lace asked sarcastically.

"You let your libido make all your decisions."  

"I think you made that word up," Lace claimed, glancing at a nodding Kiki.

"You make all of your decisions based on the fact that you think you're gonna get laid and you never think about how anyone else is gonna feel, only that you, yourself, gets to have sex," Truby explained.

"Is there something wrong with that?"   Lace asked, looking at Kiki, who was shrugging.

"You're both hopeless," Truby said, shaking her head.

"What?!"   Ki! ki and Lace asked in unison.

 

Truby looked up at Lace who was now standing and motioned for her to sit back down, smiling as Lace slid back into the booth.  

 

The biggest reason Lace ever listened to Truby was because she figured anyone who could control Kiki, deserved her respect, plus she really liked the older woman.

 

"I love you Lace, you know I do, but you need to start growing up at some point.   There's gonna come a day when you really wanna be with someone, but you won't be able to since you're never willing to compromise because your ego and pride always get in the way.   You need to decide, at some point, what you're willing to give up in order to be with the woman of your dreams," Truby finished.

"I'll keep that in mind Truby, but right now, I have got to go.   Catch you guys later," Lace said, getting out of the booth again.

 

As Lace was walking out the ! door, she thought she may have seen a small look of disappoint! ment on Maya's face, but she managed to shake it off as she walked out the door, at least that's what she thought.

   

The closer Lace got to her pickup, the more she began thinking serious thoughts and as she got behind the wheel Lace had already called Truby several, not so nice names.   She was still thinking about her life as she pulled into Tina's driveway.   She cursed Truby again as she knocked on Tina's door, attempting once more to push thoughts of everything, but sex out of her mind.  

 

Tina opened the door, in what appeared to be the sheerest, midnight-blue nightie ever made, making Lace breathe heavily as she stared intently at the already hard nipples in front of her.   Gazing down her body, Lace could see Tina's bare pussy through the material, noticing how wet she was by the darker material around her twat.  

 

Tina wouldn't even let Lace get into the house before her arms were! wrapped around Lace's neck and they were kissing wildly as their nipples pressed into each other.   Tongues were wrestling and Lace couldn't deny the effect Tina was having on her.  

 

As Tina began pulling her inside, they were still kissing, but Lace was suddenly seeing a different face.   She saw Maya's face and wondered if even now she would be willing to change for Tina.   The answer was no, but she felt as though she would be willing to give up everything for Maya.   Lace stopped kissing Tina, holding her at arms length.  

 

"This isn't gonna work, I can't do this again Tina, we can't do this again," Lace muttered, looking deeply into Tina's eyes.

"I don't…"   Tina began, but her voice landed on deaf ears.

 

Lace turned around, walking rapidly out the door before she wound up reaching the point of no return.   She noticed Tina crying and screaming at her as s! he drove away; almost positive none of it would be very pleasa! nt.  

 

She thought about going back to the bar, but decided she might feel too much like giving Kiki the punch in the mouth she thought Truby deserved, so she went home.

   

Lace stripped off her clothes, throwing a tee-shirt on before crawling into bed.   She was seriously hoping that by the time she woke up, the introspectiveness would be completely gone, but her mind continued to race, making sleep impossible.

 

She had always had a way about her, never quite sure what it was, but she could always sway just about any situation to turn out the way she wanted.   When things didn't work out well it was never because she had lost her touch, it was because she had just stopped working it.

 

Lace had no idea why these thoughts continued flowing; the only thing she knew for sure was that she needed to go see Truby.   She needed to be put back the way she was; she felt broken somehow.

  As Lace thought about it, she couldn't remember ever having had a serious thought in her life and she wasn't having fun with all the shit as it was bouncing around inside her head. She wanted to go back to only thinking about getting laid and drinking.   It was unpleasant to her that she was actually thinking about becoming… a better person!

 

Lace not only needed to go see Truby, but she needed to find Kiki so she could kick her ass since she would never hurt Truby.

 

Lace continued thinking about what she had given up the night before.   She felt like such a moron for just walking away from tasty little Tina.   The girl would have done anything she wanted her to do.   Damn it Truby!   She thought again as her brain moved on to every woman she had ever used, ending up back at Tina.

 

Chapter 2

 

Lace walked into the café where Truby worked, making her way to a back booth and plop! ping into it.   It was only a little after 6 a.m., but she h! ad decid ed she may as well get up since she hadn't been able to sleep all night anyway.  

 

Truby saw her sit, grabbed the coffee pot, walking over to where Lace was sitting and poured her a cup.

 

"You look like shit Lace."

"Thanks to you," Lace said, pouring a cream and four sugars into her coffee.                 

 

Truby watched her, making a bitter face as she counted the spoons of sugar going into the coffee cup.

 

"What'd I do?"  

"You made me have serious thoughts all night!"   Lace exclaimed.   "I don't have serious thoughts, I just act.   I'm not sure how to handle this… oh Christ, now I'm thinking about thinking," Lace whined, putting her head into her hands.   "I think my brain is gonna explode."  

 

Truby laughed as she put her hand on Lace's shoulder.  

 

"You! 'll be fine."

"You don't understand, I've gone back over every girl I've ever been with, I've been going over every single one of them and how I was the one fucking up every single relationship I've ever been in."  

"So what d'you plan on doing with all of this overwhelming information?"  

"What, you want me to think about that too?!"   Lace whimpered, rubbing her temples.

"Well, what happened last night, with Tina?"  

"I couldn't stay, by the time I got there; I just knew she wasn't the one."  

"Holy shit Lace, you grew up in one night!   How'd you do it?!   You should share with Kiki, she never gets it," Truby smiled.

"You think this is funny but it's scaring the shit outta me!"   Lace retorted with genuine panic.

"Try going with it, you'll be fine."  

"Maybe I should go see Kiki; she can usually make my m! ind go blank."  

"Just leave Kiki alone toda! y." � �

"Why?!"   Lace whined.

"Because I gave her a to-do list today and if she doesn't get it done, I'm coming after you."

"Why me?   She's responsible for her own actions."  

"This is Kiki we're talking about; she follows you like a lost puppy.   She hasn't had a thought of her own since the night she talked me into going out with her," Truby laughed.

"I should do some shit anyway," Lace remarked, all too quickly.

 

Standing up Lace tried not to look at Truby as she threw some cash on the table for the coffee and a tip.   She thanked Truby and headed for the door when she was suddenly spun around and staring into the angry eyes of the tiny woman.

 

"It was you, not her, wasn't it?"  

"What're you talking about?"  

"She uses the same lines on me every time we fight.   You gave her those lines and she can't think of n! ew ones on her own!   It's been you all along, hasn't it?"   Truby asked angrily.

 

Lace looked around feeling a little on display at that moment.   There were only a few people in the place, but they were beginning to stare.

 

"I just coached 'er, the feelings've always been hers.   She fell for you the first time she ever saw you.   Shit Truby, she adores you," Lace insisted in a whisper.

"You should leave now," Truby glared at Lace.

 

Lace left knowing Kiki was in some deep shit.   She should call her old friend and at least warn her, but then she decided it might be best if she let Kiki figure this one out on her own.   The thoughts were killing her since any other time, she would've called to warn Kiki, but now she thought it might be best to let her oldest friend stand on her own two feet for the first time in her life.

 

Lace drove to a pay phone on Main St! reet , but she couldn't make herself actually dial the numb! ers on t he coaster.   She paced up and down the street for over an hour, stopping by to pick up the telephone, staring at the phone number and then hanging it back up on each passing.   After an hour, she bit the bullet, picked up the phone and dialed the numbers.   Her heart was beating louder and louder until it was almost deafening, barely hearing the phone ring or the voice saying hello on the other end.

 

"Maya?"   Lace's voice quivered into the phone.

"Yes."

"You gave me your phone number last night."  

"Yes?"  

"I was just calling to see if maybe, you'd like to get some coffee, or breakfast, or something?"  

"Well, I wouldn't normally do this, but you look so nervous down there on the street, why don't you just have coffee up here?"  

 

Lace began scanning all of the windows above the businesses on the block across the street and noticed a ! beautiful face smiling down at her.

 

"What number?"  

"One."  

 

Lace hung up the phone, jogging across the street, into the door and up the narrow stairwell.   She knocked on door number one, thoroughly enjoying what was behind it as Maya let her into the apartment.  

 

Inside, they took the couple of steps into the kitchen where Maya poured them both some coffee.   Lace put three spoons of sugar into her cup that time.   She could have a sugar buzz through most of the day when she drank coffee, always beginning with four spoons of sugar in her coffee, but never less than one.

 

"So why were you having such a hard time calling me?"  

"Well, I told you what my friend said to me last night and I thought, maybe she was right."

 

Maya said nothing, but instead leaned sideways to give Lace a very gentle, tender kiss.   It was li! ke no other kiss Lace had ever experienced and she was in love! as soon as she felt the lightening bolt of electricity shoot through her insides, stopping at her toes.

 

"D'you still think I'm too good for you?"  

"Now I know for sure you are."  

"Good, then maybe it'll work," Maya smiled.

"You're different," Lace stated curiously.

"Different good or different bad?"  

"I don't know, but I think I'd like to stick around and find out."  

 

Maya liked Lace's answers, but she had heard plenty of stories about the woman in front of her and what a womanizer she was.   Her curiosity had occasionally gotten her into trouble in the past, so why not one more time.   Maya knew Lace had the ability to break her heart, but she needed to go for it, she couldn't help herself.

 

Chapter 3

 

Lace and Maya spent the entire day talking after moving to the living room sofa.   Lace let eve! rything out as soon as it entered her mind.   Her full name, Lacey Jane Evans, that she had one sister and two brothers.   How she was pretty close to her sister Kayla, before she moved away and got married, but how she and her brother Chase got along pretty well now that they were older.   She enjoyed Chase more than Kai, since he was closer to her own age and she hadn't seen Kai in quite a while.   He had always thought he was too good for the family.  

 

Lace spoke of Kiki, Kathleen was her real name and she had been with Truby for about five years by that point.   She spoke of her fondness for the older woman, especially since she kept Kiki calm most of the time.   The kids use to tease Kiki mercilessly when they were younger, because of her size, but after Lace beat two of them up, they pretty much left her alone and the two of them had been friends ever since that day in third grade.

 

Lace went on to explain that ! she still lived at home, but mostly because it was easier and ! her pare nts didn't seem to mind her being there.   She figured she'd know for sure when the right time came to move out.

           

Maya Anna Pantano was the youngest of eight children.   There was a 10-year age difference between her and the seventh child.   She had four sisters and three brothers, but had basically been raised as an only child, never being very close to any of her siblings.  

 

Maya's mother was American and had gone to Italy where she met her father.   A year later they were married and wound up back in the cities where her father worked for Maya's grandfather at his flooring store until he died; now her parents ran it.  

 

Maya explained how she had been engaged to one of the employees at the store, but eventually realized that wasn't what she wanted for herself and after a nasty breakup, she stayed up here with her godparents for a couple of months before findin! g a job and getting her own apartment.  

 

Maya went on to tell Lace she was 23, totally throwing Lace by this since she had never dated anyone over 20 before.  

 

This would end up being new territory for the both of them.

 

It was after 10 p.m. when they noticed the time, so together they decided to walk two blocks up to the fast food joint for something to eat.   They chatted and ate until the employees were cleaning up around them.  

 

Walking back to Maya's apartment, they talked all the way, even as Lace walked Maya up the stairs, asking if they could spend the following day together swimming.   Maya said she would love that before Lace kissed her goodnight and drove home.  

 

As Lace was crawling into her bed, it occurred to her that it had been the first day in years she hadn't had a beer or a smoke and she fell asleep smiling.

 

Ma! ya watched Lace get into her pickup and drive off.   This gi! rl was n othing like the woman she had been warned about, in fact, she liked this woman very much.   She was hoping that Lace hadn't been putting on any kind of an act in front of her.   Time would tell, she supposed, if this was the real Lace, but she had thoroughly enjoyed the entire day and knew it wouldn't take her long to fall in love with the tall blonde Lacey.   That was the first night in a long time Maya fell asleep smiling.

 

The following day seemed much brighter for both Lace and Maya, encouraging them both to awaken with smiles for the first time in a very long time.  

 

Lace woke up fairly early that morning, wanting to call Maya as soon as she crawled out of bed, but not knowing how early she rose, deciding it would be best to wait a couple of hours.

 

Maya was awake early as well, wanting to call Lace, but how early each of them would be awake never became a topic of discussion so she paced, drank cof! fee and waited.

 

It was around 9 a.m. when Lace couldn't stand the wait any longer and she dialed Maya's phone number as her hands began to shake.   Both women were extremely nervous as they made their plans to spend the day swimming and enjoying the sun.

 

On her way to pick up Maya, Lace bought sandwiches, bottled water and some sodas before she ran upstairs, knocking on Maya's door and waiting like a nervous schoolboy on a first date.   As the door opened, she kissed Maya on the cheek, telling her how beautiful she looked before grabbing Maya's bag by the door and then they were off.  

 

Three miles west of town was a large green rock that everyone referred to as the Rock Crusher.   It was a freshwater bottomless pit and diving off the rocks was scary, at best.   Lace didn't think she would be doing any rock diving that day though.   It also had a nice, but small beach and if the women hit i! t lucky, they would have it to themselves, at least for a whil! e.  

 

Once Lace parked the pickup, she ran around to open the door for Maya, who had to smile as she got out of the vehicle.   She had never been treated like such a lady before and it was definitely making her feel pretty special.   Lace grabbed a blanket from behind the seat before grabbing the cooler out of the back.   Maya grabbed her own bag before taking the blanket from off the top of the cooler as the two women walked along the trail until they came to the beach.  

 

As Lace was spreading out the blanket, Maya was taking off her shorts and top.   As Lace turned her attention back towards the darker skinned woman, she couldn't speak or stop staring.

 

Maya was pushing her hair back into a ponytail as she stared out over the small lake. She was wearing a white, two-piece, string bikini.   Her body, Lace thought, was one that most definitely needed to be worshipped.   Maya turned and smiled after see! ing the look on Lace's face.

 

"See something you like?"  

"I'd have to say yes," Lace admitted with a gulp, making Maya laugh.  

 

Lace rubbed lotion on Maya's back before laying down to watch as Maya finished putting lotion everywhere else.  

 

Maya had gotten comfortable, enjoying the sun while Lace decided it might be a good time to cool off as she got up and ran into the water.   She swam out a way before swimming back to shore where she stood over Maya, squeezing water from her hair onto Maya's stomach. Maya let out a squeal as she jumped up from the blanket, chasing Lace back into the water where she let Maya catch her before holding her tightly in her arms.  

 

The women looked deeply into each other's eyes, slowly moving in for one of the lightest and yet completely electric kisses of their lives.   Their lips barely brushed, but Lace knew th! at if she completed that kiss, there'd be no turning back an! d she wa nted this to move as slowly as possible.   She wasn't actually sure what 'this' was yet, but she was positive she wanted it to last, so she gave Maya a little shove before running off again.

 

After chasing and playing in the water, they made their way back to the blanket to lie in the sun again until a short time later when Maya rolled toward Lace.

 

"You're nothing like the girl I've heard people talking about."  

"Oh?"   Lace asked, leaning up on an elbow.   "And just what've you heard?"  

"That you dump women just as quickly as it takes you to pick them up."  

"Ouch," Lace said with a grimace on her face.   "I suppose I used to be like that."  

"So what makes me so different?"  

"I don't know; I just know that the first time I saw you, I wanted things to be different.   You make me feel like being better than I am,�! �� Lace said, playing with the blanket.

"I like that; you're not gonna break my heart, are you?"  

"I'm doing everything in my power not to," Lace said, still looking down.

"And I'll do everything in my power not to break yours."  

 

Lace leaned in, hesitating as she locked eyes with Maya.   The feelings of the near kiss were going through Lace's mind, along with the electricity that had shot through her.   Their lips hadn't even touched yet, but Lace already had feelings for this woman that she had never had for any of the others.   The eyes looking back at her were filled with caring, loving thoughts and she couldn't wait to experience every single emotion behind them.   For the first time in her life, Lace wanted to share everything she had to give, so she connected the kiss and the electricity raced through her entire core yet again.  

 

Maya felt it too, the same! as the earlier, almost kiss.   Never before had a kiss done! what th is kiss was doing to her and she couldn't believe how silky-soft Lace's lips were against hers.   Their tongues were shyly getting acquainted, barely touching at first, gradually chasing one another from mouth to mouth as they both began feeling the heat, their breathing becoming erratic as their hearts pounded loudly in their heads.   The kissing began to seem almost desperate, needing more until Lace eventually got her senses back and pulled away.   Surprisingly Lace reminded herself that she wanted to move slower with this woman.

 

"We should probably head back to town," Lace suggested, trying to catch her breath.

"I'd rather just stay right here forever," Maya said, hugging Lace.   "This is turning out to be the most wonderful day I've ever had. Thank you."  

"Perfect day," Lace agreed, hugging Maya tighter.

"Besides, didn't you put anything inside the cooler you brought?"

"Oh yea! h, I forgot," Lace laughed nervously.

 

They managed to have their picnic and do a little more swimming before packing up and driving back into town.   The day had been a wonderful one and no other swimmers ever did show up to interrupt their solitude.   It was almost 10 p.m. when Lace parked her pickup in front of Maya's apartment.

 

She walked Maya upstairs where they stood in the hallway talking about how long it would be before they were able to spend time together again.   Not until Wednesday since Maya would be starting work just as Lace was getting off.   Lace would stop up during her lunch breaks if she wasn't too busy.   They tenderly kissed goodnight, enjoying the new feelings shooting through their insides every time their lips touched.   Lace couldn't help but notice how sweet Maya's lips tasted whenever she kissed them and it only added to the intensity, or at least she thought so.

 

Lace! drove home curious about how Kiki and Truby were doing, but n! ot curio us enough to check on them, her life was going too well right then to fill it with clutter.

 

Chapter 4

 

Kiki and Truby hadn't fared well at all over the weekend.   After talking to Lace at the café Saturday morning, Truby confronted Kiki immediately after her shift.   It didn't helped that Kiki hadn't even done a third of the things on the list Truby had given her, or that she was drunk by the time Truby arrived home.   They had a terrible argument ending with Truby kicking Kiki out of the house and Kiki, in return, taking a baseball bat to the hood of Truby's car.   Kiki was now cooling down in the nearest detoxification center for 72 hours.  

 

Lace knew nothing until she walked into the bar after five Monday night.   She hadn't even had a chance to say hello to Maya when someone was asking her when Kiki was getting out.   Lace, of course, having no idea what was going on, left without ask! ing any questions or telling Maya.  

 

Jumping into her pickup, Lace headed directly to Truby's house and pounded on the door until she opened it.   Truby had obviously been crying before she unlocked the door, but she just turned around and walked back into the kitchen with Lace following.

 

"We could've used your help Saturday Lace."  

"Truby, that's not even fair.   You were pissed because of my help!"  

"Everything just got so out of control that night.   I don't know what's gonna happen when she gets outta detox."

"When's she s'posed to get out?"  

"Sometime tomorrow," Truby shrugged.

"Do you want 'er back?"  

"Yes and no.   She's the most wonderful person in the world when she's sober, but when she's drinking… I just don't know if I wanna keep doing this," Truby was crying.

"Have you hear! d from her at all since they took her down?"  

! "No.� ��  

"She hasn't even called?   How in the hell is she getting home?"  

"You know how she feels when she fucks up; she'll probably hide from both of us for a while."

"I guess we'll see."  

"So where were you all weekend anyway?"   Truby asked, trying to smile.

"With Maya; I think she's the one Truby."  

"I think I've heard this before."  

"It's different this time."  

"How is this different Lace?"  

"We haven't slept together yet."  

"Oh my god!   I never thought I'd see the day the 'mighty Lace' would bite the big one.   You 'are' actually in love with her, aren't you?"   Truby asked, completely in shock.

"I think so," Lace smiled shyly.

"Wow, I've never seen you in love before, this might actually take me a little time to process."  

�! �Where's the fix-it list?"  

"Oh, don't worry about that Lace."  

"Just give me the damned list Truby."  

 

Truby walked to a kitchen drawer, grabbing out the list and sliding it across the table to Lace.

 

"Jesus Truby, this is quite the list! Don't worry, I'll get it done."  

"You don't need to do that…" Truby sputtered, crying again.

 

Lace waved her off as she asked for a bottle of water.

 

"Water?!   Who are you?!"   Truby exclaimed, wiping the tears away.   "How long have you been without a beer?"  

"Since Friday, and I feel great!   Haven't smoked since then either, Maya doesn't smoke."  

"Aren't you going a little crazy, I mean without the smoking?   When I quit, I could've chewed up kittens and spit 'em at puppies."  

"I remember," Lace laugh! ed.   "Kiki wouldn't leave the folk's house until you ! came loo king for 'er, but no, I haven't had that.   I guess I'm thinking about Maya too much for anything else to get in."

"I have to say Lace, I always wondered what type of girl would actually get to you and I may even have to admit that I was wrong."

"About what?"

"About her being too good for you."

"No, I think you were right about that, but she seems to think it'll work as long as I go on believing that."

"I like this girl," Truby stated, getting Lace some water.

 

Lace went to work immediately on the fix-it list.   There wasn't a doubt in her mind, that Kiki had a total meltdown when she saw the length of the list.   At around eight o'clock that night, Truby made Lace stop what she was doing and eat dinner with her, going back to work as soon as they finished eating.   It was after midnight when she finished the last thing on the list.   Lace gave Truby a hug, reassuring her that ev! erything would be fine once Kiki got out.     It was a little after one in the morning when the women said their goodnights before Lace drove to the bar and waited outside to walk Maya home.

 

Maya wound up having her own bad night after Lace left the bar without saying a word.   Unfortunately for Maya, she asked the guys at the end of the bar if she had said anything, but they decided to have a little fun at Laces' expense, telling Maya that Lace had followed a hot little number out the door.   As the night went on with no phone call from Lace, Maya began to wonder if Lace had already moved on.

 

Lace was leaning against the front of the building when Maya walked outside, locking the door before stepping onto the sidewalk.   Lace smiled as Maya scowled.

 

"Okay, what's that look for?"   Lace asked, totally confused.

"Did you have fun tonight?!"   Maya asked loudly.

"No, not reall! y.   I had to work pretty hard to get back here so I could w! alk you home.   Why?"  

"So you had to put a little effort into the sex did you?!"  

  "What're you talking about?"  

"When you left, the guys at the bar said you chased a 'hot little number' out the door!"

 

Maya was moving rapidly across the street with Lace immediately behind her.  

 

"That's not true!   They were just fucking with you!"  

"I bet!"  

"I can't believe this!   This is such bullshit!   I thought you were different, but you won't even listen to me!"  

"I know your reputation!"  

"If you knew my reputation, then you'd know that you're the only person in my life I didn't nail on the first date!   Maybe you should check your fuckin' facts a little closer!"   Lace shouted before turning back towards her pickup.

 

Lace was positive this was it.   It h! ad been a great weekend, but the whole thing was over and she didn't even get a piece of ass out of the deal.   She had just put her hand on the door of the pickup when she felt a hand on her shoulder.   Turning around she saw Maya standing behind her with tears in her eyes.

 

"You're right, I'm sorry, I should listen to 'you', don't go, please?"

 

Maya took Lace by the hand, leading her to the apartment.   Inside she and Lace sat at the kitchen table.

 

"Please, tell me what happened?"  

"When I walked into the bar, I found out Kiki was locked up, so I had to get to Truby's house to find out what happened and while I was there, I finished up the to-do list that started this whole mess.   That's what I was doing all night.   I had dinner with Truby and finished up the chores around one and that's the whole story."  

"I'm sorry I didn't listen to yo! u right away, I just have to remember that you're not the pe! rson I k eep hearing about."  

"I know I have a bad reputation, but I've been trying to change that.   I've already changed everything about myself because I just wanna be with you and that's all I can even think about.   I don't think I can even explain it to myself," Lace confessed.   "You just need to understand that this is new to me and I might screw up once-in-a-while, but you just need to let me know and give me a chance to explain things when I do."  

"You know I will, from now on."  

 

Maya fell in love in that moment as she went to Lace, hugging and kissing her lightly.  

 

Maya took Lace by the hand, leading her into the bedroom where they slowly began undressing one another, kissing the entire time.   Lace had never been so nervous in her life, experiencing entirely new feelings that were strange and yet wonderful all at the same time.   For the first time in her life! , Lace almost felt like a girl and it threw her off so much that she began to moan into Maya's kisses as their tongues twisted and danced passionately around one another.

 

"Pears!"   Lace shouted as Maya's eyes grew wide.

"What?!   You want pears?   Now?"

"No, your lips taste like ripe, juicy pears.   I've just never tasted anything like it before, I love it."

"Could you just kiss me again?"

"Oh yeah," Lace smiled, going back in with both lips.

 

Maya had never had such strong feelings about anyone before Lace, not even her fiancé.   Lace was so overwhelmed that she let Maya make all the first moves, standing and only moaning as Maya began kissing her neck and earlobes, moving down to kiss her shoulders and then down further, kissing Lace's breasts, leaving her a moaning mess as she moved all around her nipples, getting close, but not touching.   Maya did this until sh! e could feel Lace's legs beginning to quiver, eventually gui! ding her onto the bed.  

 

Once Lace was on her back, Maya went after her rock hard nipples fervently and all Lace could do was grip the bedspread tightly, letting moan after moan escape her lips.  

 

Maya didn't attack her nips for very long before lifting one of Lace's legs into the air, quickly running her fingers through both of their pussies, making sure they were both wet.   Lace closed her eyes and gasped, thrusting her hips forward, making Maya grin widely before moving into position, her clit over Lace's.  

 

As Maya began moving her hips, gliding her pussy over Lace's, the blonde woman opened her eyes, completely in awe of the vision on top of her.   The sway of Maya's hips was like watching a slow, sensual dance.   Lace thought it was the sexiest fucking sight she had ever seen.   Maya would reach down; rubbing Lace's hardened nubs, never losing her stride.  

 

! The woman's movements reminded Lace of a sexy, slow Tahitian belly dancer and all she could do was feel her own passion rising as the girl of her dreams did a seductive grind against her clit.  

Maya lost her rhythm only once as she leaned in, giving Lace a deep, passionate kiss before grabbing one of her lover's arms on her way back up, pressing the hand against her breast before lifting Lace's leg into the air again.  

 

Within seconds, Maya was repeating her seductive grind, not taking much longer before both women were crying out as the most powerful orgasm hit the couple, bringing up direct diaphragm growls from the pair.   After riding out several fantastic orgasms, Maya collapsed on top of Lace.

 

"Oh my god, where'd you learn to do that?"  

"Believe it or not, that's only the second time I've ever done that.   It just seemed right."

"No shit, wow.   That was the! most amazing thing I've ever experienced."

"I th! ink so t oo," Maya agreed, repositioning for some fantastic kissing.

 

Once Lace found her footing again, she slowly rolled on top of Maya, continuing the kiss for a few more minutes, twisting and swirling their tongues in a gentle battle before tenderly biting her dark-haired lover's bottom lip and continuing the gentle kisses along her chin, down her neck, slowly exploring everything about Maya's body, not wanting to miss a single spot.  

 

She loved touching Maya's breasts.   They were so voluptuous and squeezable, she couldn't get enough as she kissed, licked and fondled them, driving Maya out of her mind until she needed to push Lace's head down towards the target area.  

 

Lace smiled lovingly at Maya as she took the hint, sliding down to run her tongue through that beautiful dark-haired, trimmed pussy.   Lace knew she would never be able to get enough of anything in or near her lover's lips. !   She loved everything about Maya's puss and she wanted to savor it all as she moved her tongue through it again and again.  

 

As she entered her vagina with her tongue, Maya's eyes shot wide open.   She couldn't believe what she was feeling inside her vagina.   'Holy shit, I love that tongue', she thought as she smiled and put her head down on the bed.  

 

Lace found Maya's g-spot with no trouble and began massaging it with her tongue.   When she felt Maya was about to explode, she began massaging her anus with her thumb and barely flicked her clit with a fingertip.   It was only a matter of seconds before Maya was making some of the sweetest sounds Lace had ever heard from a woman.   The blonde was devouring the juices as they flowed from her beautiful, olive-skinned lover, noticing they tasted like pears, the same as her other lips when they had kissed.   As Maya gradually came back down, Lace mad! e her way back up to hold and kiss the woman of her dreams.  !

 

They were together and they were complete as they lay in one another's arms for a very long time.   Both women knew they were already beyond the point of no return.   Maya fell asleep feeling whole again, safe and warm against her wide-awake lover.  

 

Lace had never felt so happy in her life and even though she wasn't sure what it all meant, she knew she would have to do everything in her power to keep Maya.   She was hoping the feelings flowing through her at that very moment would last forever, even though she knew she would need to battle her own demons along the way.   Lace lay awake, allowing the thoughts to move in and around her head.   She was actually beginning to enjoy the things she was thinking about, especially since they all revolved around Maya.

 

Chapter 5

 

Maya awoke to no Lace, feeling her heart drop a little until she looked at the clock and noticed it was one in the ! afternoon.   She moved her arm to the empty pillow, stopping at the piece of paper she felt under her arm, picking it up she tried focusing her eyes to read it.

 

'Good morning my beautiful Maya, I didn't want to leave you at all this morning, but had to go to work.   You looked so beautiful sleeping that I just wanted to hold onto you forever.   Hope you got enough sleep and I'll see you a little after 5.   All my love, Lace P.S.   I've never left a note before, so I hope this was a good one.'

 

Maya smiled as she folded the paper very carefully, tucking it in the night stand drawer. She lay in bed a little longer, remembering the night before and all she could do was smile.   That was the first time she had ever been completely satisfied after making love.   There was no single person in the world as happy as she was at that moment and she crawled out of bed, making her way to the shower.  

 

! After throwing on some clothes, Maya grabbed a piece of chee! se and a can of soda out of the fridge for breakfast before walking two blocks to the hardware store where she had an extra key made for Lace.   She would give it to her amazing blonde lover after five when she was finally able to see her again.

 

Lace was watching the time, which only made it move slower.   All she could manage to think about all day was the night before.   If that's what making love was all about, she was in for the long haul.   She had never been in love before, she was positive of that.   She had never allowed herself to feel so completely vulnerable before her night with Maya.   Love was good and scared the living shit out of her all at the same time.   She had to admit that if sex was gonna be that good all the time, she wouldn't mind giving up smokes and beer quite as much as she thought she might.

 

Stopping at the closest fast food place, Lace picked up dinner for her and Maya before driving to the bar. !   Suddenly she felt wide awake and excited at the thought of seeing the woman of her dreams again.  

 

When she first walked into the bar, she thought she saw a flicker of anger in Maya's eyes, but then it was gone and there was a smile and that look of love she enjoyed so much.   She sat the food bag on the bar.

 

"I thought you might be hungry," Lace smiled.

 

Maya pulled a key out of her pocket, laying it on the bar in front of Lace.

 

"I thought you might wanna hang around on a more regular basis."  

"I think I'd like that a lot," Lace said, putting the key on her key ring.

 

As she was in the process of doing that, she noticed a hulking figure headed her way.   It was Kiki and Lace braced herself, not quite sure if she should expect a punch in the face or a hug, but thank goodness it was a hug.

 

"When'd they turn ya loose?�! ��   Lace asked.

"This morning, stupid fuckers," ! Kiki lau ghed.

"I see you learned a lot," Lace pointed at the beer in Kiki's hand.

"C'mon, have a beer."  

"Just a bottle of water Maya," Lace said without thinking.

"Whatever you want, Lacey J," Maya replied.

 

Lace turned her head and smiled at Maya, who was returning that smile.

 

"What's with you two?"   Kiki asked.

 

Lace looked at her old friend.   She wasn't sure how Kiki would handle this information and she had to admit that at the moment she really didn't care.

 

"We're together," Lace smiled.

"When the fuck did that happen?"  

  "Saturday."  

"You know it won't last.   You're not going more than 11 months anyway, so just blow 'er off now and have some beers with me."  

"This is different, so totally different than anything has ever been before.   Sorry Kiki, ! this is who I wanna be now, maybe you should give it a try," Lace suggested without thinking.

"Fuck you Lace!   Mind your own fucking business!"   Kiki shouted at Lace before turning her attention to Maya.   "Why'd you have to fuck 'er up?!"  

"You're crossing the line Kiki!   Back the fuck off her or I'm gonna kick your ass!"   Lace warned, stepping between her girlfriend and her oldest friend.

"You fucked 'er up you stupid bitch!"   Kiki shouted around Lace.

 

Lace lost her temper in that moment, punching Kiki in the mouth.   Blood flew as the bulky woman slapped her arm to her mouth.

 

"Both of you, out!   Now!"   Maya almost screamed.

 

Lace led the way to the back door with Kiki following, blood running down her chin and onto the front of her shirt.   Lace threw open the back door before stepping out and turning around.  

  !

Kiki knew that if she was going to get a punch in at a! ll, she would probably only get one shot at it and she took it.   As soon as Lace turned around, Kiki punched her right in the nose, knocking her off balance.   As Lace fell she scraped the side of her face across a busted car mirror.   Blood was flowing out of her face and Lace knew her nose was broken.   She also knew she was going to need stitches in her face as she looked up at Kiki who stared back with a complete look of terror in her eyes.

 

"This is the only chance you get to leave before I hurt you bad," Lace said calmly as the blood flowed.

 

Kiki was pissed, but not stupid, so she shuffled along the other side of the car and was gone.   Lace was glad she wouldn't have to kill her best friend… at least not that day.

 

Lace knew she needed to go to the hospital, but she didn't want to go back through the bar, not being sure if Maya would still be pissed or panic at the sight of her face, so she walked a! round the block to her pickup before driving herself to the emergency room.

 

Two-and-a-half hours and 17 stitches later, she was able to leave, but she stopped by the bathroom to inspect the damage before anything else.   They had taped her nose and her eyes were both black, but she supposed there was no way of slowing that down.   The bandage on the side of her face went from in front of her right ear to just under her right eye.   She had no doubt that it would leave a scar.

 

As she walked out of the bathroom, Lace began looking for a phone.   The nurses at the front desk were practically all over her, asking what had happened or if she needed any help once she was home. Even with two black eyes, tape on her face and blood all over her clothes and head, the women were still hitting on her.   Lace smiled as she politely declined and asked to use the phone.

 

Lace couldn't get rid of her smile as she called ! the bar.   Someone else answered the phone, letting her know! that Ma ya had gone home to wait for her.   She thanked the nurses one last time before heading out to her pickup.

 

As Lace and Kiki went out the back door, Maya was already on the phone trying to call someone to cover her shift for the night.   She wasn't sure if Lace would wind up in the hospital or at the police station, but she didn't want to leave her sitting anywhere until she finished working at 1:30 a.m.  

 

After an hour of calling people, her boss, Leslie, offered to cover the shift.   When Leslie showed up, Maya explained the entire situation before walking out the back door to see if there was any sign of the two fools.   When she saw all the blood, she felt a little panicky, but thought her best course of action would be to go back to the apartment and wait for Lace to call her.   She walked back through the bar to let Leslie know where she would be, in case Lace returned to the bar and then she walked across the s! treet to the apartment.

 

Lace was getting ready to knock on Maya's door when it flew open.   Maya began to cry the instant she saw Lace's face.

 

"Oh, my, God!   Get in here!"  

"It's not as bad as it looks."  

"Gee, it looks like you have a broken nose and stitches in your face."  

"Just 17."  

"Hon, it is as bad as it looks."  

"I have to go home and get some clean work clothes."  

"You're not going to work!"  

"Yes… I am."  

"Well, I have clothes."  

"Yes you do, and they look beautiful, on you, but I need my own clothes."  

 

Maya walked up to Lace, putting her arms around her waist.   They held one another for a short time before kissing, very carefully.

 

"Fine, but we'll take my car."  

"I ! didn't know you had a car."  

"I'm sure ! we'll learn many things about one another in the years to come."  

"I can't wait."  

"Did they give you anything for pain?"  

"Prescription, but everything's closed til morning.   They gave me a shot while I was there, so that should last a little while."  

"You're probably not gonna to be feeling very good when that wears off, so we should do this as soon as possible," Maya suggested.

"I'm ready."  

"We have to walk a little first.   You up for that?"  

"Not a problem."  

 

Maya grabbed her car keys out of a drawer in the kitchen before leading Lace outside, up the block and around the corner to the backside of the building.   Maya unlocked the passenger door of an older, rebuilt black Trans Am.

 

"You're shittin' me?!"   Lace exclaimed.

"What?"   Maya had no clue as she looked around. !

"This is an awesome car!"  

"Thanks," Maya replied, shaking her head.

"I love this car," Lace said, running her hand over it.

"Just get in already, would you," Maya ordered.

 

Lace crawled in, reaching across to unlock the driver's door.   She felt her first twinge of pain as Maya crawled in, just in time to see Lace put her hand to her bandaged cheek.

 

"Starting to hurt?"  

"Naw, I'm good."  

"So it's okay if we start lying to each other already?"  

 

Lace paused for a moment, thinking about how it would feel if she ever caught Maya in a lie.   She didn't think she could bear the thought of it.

 

"It was just a twinge, must've been the way I stretched or something."  

 

Maya rubbed Lace's leg before starting the car. Lace was even more excited by the sound of the en! gine.

 

"This car is turning you on, isn'! t it?"

"What?!   Nah… well maybe just a little."  

"I love you," Maya smiled.

"I love you too," Lace said, surprised at how easily the words flowed.

 

Lace's attention was quickly returned to the car as she began feeling the leather while Maya just shook her head and smiled.  

 

"If you can control yourself just a little, I need directions."  

"Sorry."  

"That's okay for now since we're still at the cute stage."  

"How long does the cute stage last?"  

"Right up until it turns into the, 'oh my god, just please stop doing this' stage."  

"Got it," Lace said, running her hand over the dash one last time before focusing on directions.

 

They pulled into the driveway Lace had directed them to, both getting out of the car at the same time as Lace walked around to take hold of Maya�! �s hand.

 

"Do your parents know?  

"Know what?"  

"That you like girls."  

"Look at me," Lace turned to face Maya.   "How could they not?"  

 

Maya ran her eyes over Lace's attire and had to giggle.   The love of her life was wearing jeans with so many holes in them that she was surprised they were even staying together.   Her black sports bra could be seen through her white wife-beater shirt, her long hair was pulled into a ponytail through the back of her cap and she had tan work boots on.   She guessed she could see Lace's point as she nodded.

 

They walked into the top floor entrance of the house where Lace began tossing clothes into a bag.   She sat that bag by the door before grabbing another, throwing some things from the bathroom into it.   Soon a woman's voice came from the stairwell.

 

"Lacey, is that you?" !   Mary inquired loudly.

"No mom!"   Lace yelled.!

"What're you doin', smartass?!"  

"Moving out!"   Lace replied.

"Good!   I was getting tired of looking at your ugly puss!"  

"I'm sick of yours too you little cockroach!"  

"You love me more than life itself and you know it!"  

"You wish, you old hag!"  

 

Lace giggled and Maya looked around as Mary entered from a doorway.   Her eyes locked on Lace's face, the shock only lasting a moment as Maya was still standing with her own stunned look after the exchange of words between the mother and daughter.   She would never dream of speaking to her mother the way Lace had just done.   She also had no doubt that she would be knocked across the room if she ever tried.   She was now looking into the face of a short, skinny older woman with straight straw colored hair.   The woman looked shocked, but not surprised as she saw her daughters face.

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"What in the hell happened to you?!"   Mary asked.

"Kiki," was all Lace said.

"I knew someday you'd push her over the edge."  

"She sucker punched me when we got out the door because she knew I'd waste her ass."  

"Are you gonna introduce me to your friend, or just keep running your trap?"  

"Mom, Maya.   Maya this is my mother, Mary, or as we like to call 'er, 'mighty mouth'," Lace said with a giggle.

"Nice to meet you Maya," Mary said shaking Maya's hand.

"Nice to meet you too.   I'll carry this bag out Lace and I'll be right back," Maya offered.

 

Maya walked out with the bag.

 

"She's beautiful, how'd she wind up with you?"   Mary asked.

"She's the one mom."  

"How long did it take you to nail 'er?"  

"Four days, but it wasn't the same.   I ca! n't even explain it, it was … special," Lace beamed. � �Well, that's definitely a first," Mary acknowledged.   "Just make sure you treat her right if you really love 'er Lace.   She seems special and she has the look.   She already loves you."  

"I don't plan on ever treatin' 'er bad," Lace assured her mother.

"Glad to hear it, I'd like to see you happy."  

"Knock it off!   You're freaking me out!"  

"You're freaking me out a little too daughter."  

 

Maya had been standing outside the door when she heard the end of the conversation.   She now knew for sure that Lace was wholeheartedly in their relationship and that made her happier than she thought it could.   She had a nice smile on her face as she walked back in the door.   Lace had two more bags full as she looked at her mother.

 

"We're outta here," Lace said.

"You're gonna be okay though?"  

"You kn! ow me."  

"Unfortunately."  

"Love you too mom."  

"Yeah, whatever," Mary turned to Maya. "You'll take care of her though?   She's too stupid to take care of herself."  

"I'll do my best," Maya said, giving Mary a wink.

"Welcome to the family, you have my condolences," Mary said, waving them away.

 

The two young women carried the bags to the car, driving back to the apartment.   By the time they parked the car, Lace's cheek was beginning to throb with pain.

 

"You okay to walk around the building?"  

"Yeah, it's just throbbing a little is all."  

"C'mon, let's get you upstairs and out of these bloody clothes.   I might have something for the pain."  

"Ooh, pain medication, I'd like that.   I should've taken some drugs from the widget."

 

The girls made t! heir way back to the apartment and as Maya was unlocking the d! oor, she smiled at Lace.

 

"I liked your mother, she's a spitfire."  

"Spitfire, that's a nice name for 'er."

 

That night was spent putting Lace's belongings where they needed to be and getting dried blood out of her hair.

 

Chapter 6

 

The following morning Maya woke up alone in bed again.   She was lying there thinking about all the moaning Lace had been doing in the night.   The pills she had taken for the pain hadn't helped much at all.   She heard the door opening and closing, feeling a little panic go through her, until she saw Lace in the doorway.

 

"What's up?"  

"Sent home for the rest of the week."  

"Good for them!"  

"I guess.   Wanna go get some breakfast?   I'm starving."  

"You sure you don't just want me to make us something?"  

"I just thought! we could go to the café.   If Truby's working, I wanna know if she's seen Kiki."

"Even after she beat you up?!"  

"Kiki did not beat me up, she sucker punched me!"  

"Okay, okay, calm down."  

"I won't be having you think she could ever beat me; she caught me when I was turning around."  

"You are so adorable, you should come here."  

"Just so we're on the same wave here."  

"Oh, we are."  

"I mean it!"  

"I know you do.   She sucker punched you, I'm there with you."  

"Okay then," Lace said, seriously doubting the sincerity of Maya's statement.

"Okay, are you coming here or what?"  

 

Lace took her boots and work clothes off down to her underwear before lying down and adjusting her arm so Maya could snuggle closer.

 

"She didn! 't beat me."  

"I said I believed you!" !   < /P> "Just wanna make sure."  

"Lace?"  

"Hmm?"  

"Why don't you ever wear women's clothes?"  

"Puh-lease!   Women's clothes were made by men and they aren't comfortable to me."  

"But you're gorgeous, you'd look beautiful."  

"Okay, I'm only gonna say this once, never gonna happen, so give it up."  

"What about make-up?"  

"Give me a break!   Do I even look like someone who would go near make-up?"  

"Well, you have tattoos."  

"Completely different."  

"I'm sure there's some warped logic in that explanation."  

"You put makeup on to please others, a tattoo pleases me."  

"Maybe you'd put it on to please me."  

"I can please you in other ways."  

"Seems to me there's mutual pleas! ure in that instance."  

"Oh yeah," Lace said with the look of a fond memory on her face.

"We should go if you want breakfast."  

"Ah, a woman who finally gives in, just what I like."  

"Who said I gave in?"   Maya asked, smiling as she crawled out of bed.

 

Maya walked out of the bedroom after showering and dressing.   Lace looked at her with as big of a smile as she could manage.   Maya was wearing a pair of khaki shorts, a lacey white blouse and a pair of white sandals.   Maya looked at Lace who had on baggy, jean shorts full of holes and a large muscle shirt with her sports bra hanging out, but the topper was her work boots.

 

"That's what you're wearing?"   Maya asked with what could best be described as a look of total disbelief.

 

Lace looked down at her clothes, surprised by the question.

 

"I always dress like this! .   Why, what's wrong?"   Lace asked, completely cluel! ess.

"Don't you think it's maybe a little too revealing?"   Maya asked.

"What am I revealing?"  

"You're not single anymore and I think I'd be happier if you had on a decent shirt at least."  

 

Lace looked at Maya, knowing that this would bite her in the ass at some point if she didn't give in, so she grabbed her baggy blue work shirt, threw it on, buttoned three buttons and rolled up the sleeves.

 

"Better?"   Lace asked.

 

Maya walked up to her fastening three more buttons before stepping back.

 

"Now we can go," she said with a new smile on her face.

 

They walked to the café, sitting in a back booth as Truby walked up to the table.

 

"She catch you when you weren't looking?"  

"See, she knows."  

"It's the only way she could beat Lace, Kiki knows it too," Truby said! , looking at Maya.

"Truby, Maya.   Maya, Truby," Lace said as the two shook hands.

"So where is she?"   Lace asked.

"Why?"   Truby replied.

"Just wanna know she's okay," Lace confessed.

"She's back with me."

"How'd she manage that?"  

 

Truby was thinking about how to best explain the whole thing before she finally looked back at Lace and Maya.

 

"Kiki is like a lab puppy, they're big and dumb, but there's just something about 'em; you know?"   Truby asked.

"I know," Lace smiled.

"Maybe you should talk to her if you think you need to sweetie," Maya said, putting her hand on Lace's as Lace shook her head.

"Not until she apologizes to you."  

"She's your friend and I don't wanna be the one to come between you two."  

"You're not," Lace said.   "She is."   "Wow!   You really are, aren't you?"   Truby as! ked, loo king at Lace.

"I am what?"     Lace asked as Truby turned her head towards Maya.   "What in the hell're you talking about?"  

"How did you make her fall in love?   You really did it.   How?   You just took a valuable commodity off the market you know," Truby stated.

"You're so full of shit Truby!"   Lace blurted.

"No I'm not," Truby insisted.   "This one has girls lining up to sleep with her.   Straight women have dumped their husbands because she won't go out with married women, but in just days, you made her fall in love with you.   How'd you do it?"  

"I don't think I did anything special," Maya claimed.

"Shouldn't you go take orders or something?"   Lace asked sarcastically.

"I should, but I'm really happy to see the beast tamed.   I'm happy for both of you," Truby smiled before moving on to take orders.

"Valuable commodity! huh?"   Maya asked giving Lace a look.

"She's over dramatizing.   Let's just get some food and go do our stuff," Lace suggested.

 

On their way out the door, the women waved at Truby who had gotten entirely too busy to stop back at the table and talk.

 

"How many women?"   Maya asked.

"Shit, I don't know.   Does it really matter?"   Lace asked.

"I guess not, I was just curious."  

 

Taking Mary's words to heart, Maya let Lace do absolutely nothing for the next several days.   Mostly the women watched television or read, but Maya couldn't keep herself from wondering what was so extraordinary about Lace.   She knew Lace had something special, because she herself was drawn to it, but what it was, she didn't know.   Lace would be watching television or reading and would catch Maya staring at her.   By Saturday morning Lace was beginning to get nervous! when she noticed Maya watching her drink her coffee.

!  

"You have 'got' to stop doing that!"   Lace said firmly.

"Doing what?!   I'm just sitting here!"   Maya defended.

"Staring at me, you keep staring at me, like you're trying to dissect me and it's driving me nuts," Lace insisted.

"I can't help it, I suddenly find myself needing to know more about you."  

"Why can't we just go from where we started?"  

"I don't think so, I'll start; I've had sex with two people before you, one was my fiancé and one was a girl I knew.   Okay, your turn," Maya said, leaning towards Lace.

"I don't know how many, I never kept track," Lace said, looking Maya in the eye.

"That many huh?"  

"I guess."  

"Okay, so how old were you the first time then?"  

"Twelve, neighbor girl, I liked it, she didn't, but we were pretty young," Lace shrugged, still looking Maya in the e! yes.

"Twelve!   Jesus girl!"   Maya responded.   "Have you ever been with a guy?"

"Just the one I was engaged to."  

"Engaged?!"   Maya asked in shock.

"Yes; I too buckled to the pressures of society at one point, but then I decided that a lifetime of being unsatisfied in bed wasn't worth it.   I enjoy sex too much to settle, so I broke up with him and told my parents I was a dyke."  

"Your parents were fine though, right?"  

"Not at first, but they came around, they're pretty okay with it now."  

"Longest relationship?"  

"Eleven months."   

"Did you love her?"  

"No, I thought I did, but when she wanted me to give up things for her, I knew I wouldn't so I broke it off."  

"What things did she want you to give up?"  

"Drinking… not really give it up, just slow ! it down," Lace admitted.

"But you haven't been dr! inking a t all, or smoking around me since we've been together," Maya stated, slightly shocked.

"You make me wanna be a better person, no other girl has ever made me nervous.   That first day, when it took me forever to even call you on the phone, was the day I knew that you were the only one I ever wanted to be with," Lace admitted, blushing.

"You were so adorable that day."  

"I do have something special, I know it sounds like I'm bragging, but I'm not.   I don't know what it is, but it is there.   I could be wearing the worst clothes, smell like sewer and I still have women hitting on me.   That day at the hospital I had blood all over me and the nurses were hitting on me then even.   It's odd and I can't even imagine what it looks like from a distance, but that's why I don't come to see you that much at work, you don't need to see that shit."  

"I think I'd like to."  

"Why! ?"     Lace asked, getting worried.   "Don't you think you'd be jealous?"  

"I don't know, I guess we'd have to plan some intervention, like maybe if you just tell them you're not available anymore."

"Whatever you want," Lace shrugged.

"How's your face feeling?"  

"Feels pretty good today."  

"We haven't made love in a week."

"Don't think I haven't noticed."  

"You feel up to it?"  

"I think I could work around it."  

 

Maya smiled as she pulled Lace off the sofa before they kissed, very carefully.   Lace's nose was still a little sensitive even if her cheek was feeling better.  

 

In the bedroom, Maya undressed Lace very slowly, scowling, as she had every night, once she reached the boxer shorts.

 

"You have such a great ass, could you at least try wear! ing a thong?   Pleeaassee?"   Maya begged.

"Fin! e, I'l l try that, but nothing else," Lace conceded.

"Thank you."

"You're welcome.   Can I undress you now?"   Lace asked.

"Okay, I'll let you," Maya smiled, holding her arms straight out from her sides.

 

Lace started with Maya's blouse and bra, but once the luscious breasts were suddenly in view, she lost track of what she was doing.   She began fondling and tweaking them until Maya finished undressing herself before pulling Lace onto the bed with her.   Before allowing Lace to go any further, Maya crawled onto her chest, pinning the blonde woman's arms under her own legs, looking her deeply in the eyes.

 

"Can I see your tongue?"   Maya asked as Lace poked it out and back in quickly.   "C'mon, I really wanna see it and I've waited an entire week before asking."

"True, I guess that's longer than anyone else's waited," Lace agreed, as she ran it out and up the outsid! e of her nose.

"Holy shit!   That's the most amazing thing I've ever seen," Maya admitted.   "No wonder girls wanna sleep with you."

"I can pretty much reach anyplace with it, I guess."

"Damn, I wish your face was more healed."

"I could probably…"

"No, not until its all better, okay?"

"No wonder I love you," Lace said, blushing again.

"You're really not use to saying that, are you?"

"No, but it feels right when I say it to you."

"I'm glad, because I love you too."

 

The women kissed gently again, with Lace giving a little tongue, but only enough to drive Maya crazy.   Maya began sucking and nibbling on Lace's tits.   She still couldn't believe how firm they were, almost as though they were muscles by themselves.   As she began moving down her body, Lace sat up, repositioning Maya so she had some access of her own.  

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As Maya was maneuvering her tongue around Lace's! pussy, Lace was rubbing the insides of Maya's thighs, slipping a finger into her vagina and through her vulva on every pass.   Whenever Lace's fingers entered Maya, she would gasp, losing her tonguing rhythm.  

 

When Lace knew she was going to cum, she hooked two fingers inside Maya, finding her g-spot while her thumb pressed into her clit.   As they both began to orgasm, everything seemed to fall into sync.   Their movements and moans all drifted into one another.   Listening to each other had almost made everything more intensely exciting.   Maya eventually reached a point when she just couldn't hold herself up any longer, collapsing sideways onto Lace as she continued feeling the aftershocks.

 

Lace began licking off Maya's juices as they ran down her arm.   She couldn't help but think about the fact that it was all just as excellent as the first night.   Life just felt too perfect for this to ever go away, at lea! st that was what Maya and Lace were both hoping as they fell asleep holding onto one another.  

 

Maya couldn't ever remember feeling so safe or warm with anyone before, it just had to be the real thing.  

 

Lace had never let anyone get close to her in the past, at least not the way Maya had.   She knew she had found something real, something worth fighting to keep, something worth relaxing to.   Lace drifted off to sleep with a smile.

 

Chapter 7

 

Maya was dressed and ready to head across the street to work.   At the door she and Lace were kissing goodbye as she was grabbing Lace's ass cheeks, admiring the thong she was wearing.

 

"Why don't you pick up some of your nice clothes later, and walk over to have a soda with me," Maya suggested.

"It's Saturday night though," Lace reminded her.

"What better night?   There's a band and eve! ryone should be there, I think it'll be fine."  

! " Okay, if you're sure?"  

"I'm sure that I love you."  

"I love you too."  

 

After one last kiss, Maya left and Lace went into the bathroom, thinking that would be her best bet to find some small scissors and tweezers.   She was positive Maya would have all the feminine things that had ever been sold. Bingo.   She found exactly what she needed, went to where she had more light and proceeded to remove her own stitches.   It wasn't the first time she had ever done it and she had no doubt that it wouldn't be the last.

 

Lace drove out to her parent's house to pick up her dress clothes.   She didn't have many of them, but she liked how she looked in the ones that she did have.   Getting around the bruised eyes would be interesting, but then again, she was almost positive nobody cared what her eyes looked like.

 

Maya was washing glasses behind the bar when she no! ticed everyone, turning towards the front door.   For a moment she thought someone famous had walked in, until her eyes followed the stares to none other than, Lace.  

 

The olive-skinned woman actually felt it that night, she felt what everyone else felt when Lace walked into a room and she wanted her so badly that she almost couldn't stand it until she suddenly smiled, remembering she was already hers.  

 

Lace looked so hot in her black leather pants, very form fitting, her cowboy boots were shiny and a white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows.   The outfit was topped off with a black leather vest and a skinny black tie hanging loosely around her neck.   Then she had on sunglasses to cover her eyes, Maya imagined.   She definitely looked amazing.  

 

It was a fascinating scene to see the girls coming from the back of the bar just to be near her.   Boyfriends were shaking their h! eads as girlfriends went to her.   Maya realized at that mom! ent she had totally underestimated the powers of her lover.

 

Maya was pissed at herself for telling Lace to dress up.   Guys who didn't know her were hitting on Lace as she pushed through them, making her way to the bar where she saw the look on Maya's face.   Lace gave her a reassuring smile, letting her know immediately that Lace had absolutely no interest in any of these people.   Maya enjoyed the feeling of security from nothing more than a single smile.

 

"I dressed up for you," Lace said, leaning across the bar.

"I know you did baby," Maya smiled.   "You look hot."

"Want me to go away now?"  

"I think maybe it's time to take you off the market.   What d'you think?"  

"I can give it a try."  

"Want a beer?"  

"Two."  

"When did you take out your stitches?"   Maya asked, getting the beers.

"After! you left."  

 

Maya shook her head as she began serving drinks again while Lace downed the first beer in seconds.   She grabbed the second one talking to everyone who talked to her, letting them know that she was in a very serious relationship and could do nothing for any of them anymore.   It was unbelievable, even to her how upset some of the girls were getting as she continued pointing to Maya whenever anyone would ask her who she was seeing.  

 

Lace had been winding her way through the crowd, when she came face-to-face with Tina.   The band was pretty loud so if anything was to be heard, the women would need to be in close proximity to each other.

 

"Nice scar Lace," Tina shouted as she leaned into her ex.  

"I knew you'd like it," Lace smiled.

"Let's see the eyes."  

"They're pretty right now," Lace said as Tina cringed.

"Put the ! glasses back on.   I've wanted some bad things to happen t! o you La ce, but you didn't have to let Kiki get the best of you."  

"Lucky shot, you know Kiki."  

"Yeah, I sure do… I still miss you Lace."  

"I'm sorry Tina.   I'm sorry I did all that shit to you."  

"Who are you and what've you done with the real Lace?"  

"I've met someone and I just wanna be a better person than I was.   I just wanted you to know I was sorry," Lace said sincerely.

"I guess it must be love, you seem to be changing right before my eyes.   Who is the unlucky girl?"   Tina asked, giving a half-hearted smile.

"The new bartender."  

"She's beautiful Lace, you're lucky.   Does she love you too?   I guess she does since she keeps looking at us."  

"Yeah, she does."  

"I guess the only thing missing for us was you loving me?"  

"I'm sorry, I thought I loved yo! u, really I did… I'm just sorry I put you through all that."  

"Wow!   I believe you really are sorry.   Well, what else can I do then, but wish you the best of luck Lace and I really mean that.   I hope it all works out for you two, you look good in love," Tina said with a slight grin.

 

Tina leaned forward giving Lace a hug and a kiss on the cheek as Lace held her close, rubbing Tina's back.   Tina rubbed Lace's arm, giving her a sad smile before going back to her booth.  

 

As men and women alike attempted to solicit Lace, she let each of them down until the flow approaching her eventually slowed.   She didn't like the look on Maya's face when she slid onto the stool at the end of the bar.

 

"What?"  

"Who was that with her hands all over you?   You know, the one who kissed you?"  

"That was Tina, my 11 months, she didn't throw a d! rink in my face so I thought I was doing okay."  

!   < /P> Maya looked at Lace angrily for only a second before smiling, because Lace had absolutely no clue and how could she be mad at someone looking so innocent.   She smiled at Lace after a few moments, allowing Lace to relax again.  

 

Maya pulled crumpled napkins and notes out of her pocket, throwing them in front of Lace before giving her a bottle of water.   Lace looked through the notes, the majority of them were threats to kick Maya's ass if she didn't turn Lace loose.   She looked around the bar to see if she could see anybody who needed to have the piss slapped out of them, but nobody caught her eyes.   She crumpled them up before putting them on the bar and Maya promptly threw them away.

 

"I think you can stay and walk me home."  

"I think that's a good idea," Lace smiled, opening her water.

 

Women continued walking up to Lace and she continued turning them away, forcin! g Maya to smile and shake her head every time.  

 

On her way out, Tina stopped by Lace, giving her a hug from behind.

 

"So you're drinking water these days?"   Tina asked, very surprised.

"Yeah, gave up beer and smoking," Lace confessed.

"Wow, I'm impressed; I guess you really 'are' in love!   You going to at least introduce us?" Tina asked, letting go of Lace.

"Sure, I'm sorry, I didn't think you'd want to, you're gonna be nice, right?"   Lace asked.

"Lacey, when have you ever known me to be mean to anyone other than you?"   Tina asked.

"True," Lace laughed.   "Maya, can you come here for a sec?   Maya this is Tina.   Tina, Maya.   I was pretty nasty to Tina; I just hope she can forgive me some day."  

"Nice to meet the woman who could tame this one," Tina said, reaching across the bar to shake hands.   "God knows I! couldn't do it, but you really seemed to've grabbed hold ! of her.   Well, I suppose I should take off, I just wanna wish you both the best."  

"Tina!"   Maya yelled as Tina turned around.   "Thank you.   Thank you very much."

 

Tina smiled and nodded as she walked out the door.  

 

After closing Lace helped Maya clean the bar and then they walked home, arms around one another's waists, making it into the apartment without incident.

 

"I guess Truby was right about you," Maya smiled.

"What?"  

"You were a valuable commodity."  

"You sorry?"  

"Nah, I got the pick of the litter."  

"So you don't think you made a mistake?"  

"Seeing you all dressed up tonight, all I could think about was having sex with you, I'm not willing to give that up for anything woman!"   Maya said, slapping Lace on the ass.

"O-u-c-h!"  

"Did th! at hurt my Lacey Jane?"   Maya asked with a pouty lip.

"You are in so much trouble."  

 

Lace chased Maya into the bedroom, pushing her onto the bed, tickling her until she stopped to look into Maya's mesmerizing green eyes.   She couldn't believe how this one girl had touched a part of her that nobody else ever could.  

 

Maya was wondering the same thing at the same time.   She couldn't figure out what was so special about herself that would make Lace completely change her entire lifestyle just to be with her.   She did know she was happy about it as she began passionately kissing Lace, searching out that amazingly tantalizing tongue with her own.

 

Lace returned that fantastic kiss as she began undressing Maya.   Maya, in return began undressing Lace, starting with that skinny little tie.   Most of the undressing went smoothly, until Maya had to pry off the cowboy boots and s! eriously thought about using a pair of scissors on the leather! pants t hat seemed to have turned into a second skin.   The two women were panting and giggling by the time Lace's final piece of clothing had been removed.

 

After several minutes to compose themselves, Maya returned to kissing Lace as deeply as she dared, but was very pleased when Lace wanted more.   Lace's face was feeling much better at that moment.

 

Lace began fondling those wonderfully, voluptuous tits, not being able to get enough of them as she moved her mouth into position to suckle, lick and tease those beautiful titties.   Maya could never take it when Lace began vigorously assaulting her nipples.   She knew Lace would cling to them forever if she let her, but she always had a little smile on her face when she would eventually force Lace on to other parts needing her attention.  

 

She definitely loved the other parts too, but Lace couldn't help the fact that she was a breast woman or that Maya had! great tits.   Those nipples were just too wonderful not to be given extra attention and the vigilance always made Maya so wet she was literally dripping from that gorgeous pussy by the time Lace reached it.  

 

 

Lace loved playing with all of the wonderful things down there as well; running her tongue in and out of Maya's pussy, up and down her labia, around her clit, but never giving in to the attention it desired, at least not immediately.   Lace would continue moving around with that tongue, sucking Maya's pussy lips into her mouth, tonguing everything, even when the juices had been completely cleaned-up, Lace would produce more.  

 

When Maya would reach the point of continuous moaning and her leg muscles were flexing at a steady pace, was when Lace would insert that snakelike tongue into her vagina, search out that glorious spongy area, rubbing it slowly, from side to side, waiting until she could feel! the orgasm building and just before it would blow, Lace would! begin p laying with Maya's anus as she held a finger to her clit.   The orgasms were always her deepest, longest and generally the only ones she wouldn't clamp her legs shut for.   Those were the ones she rode out for minutes, making Lace glad her tongue had been kept in shape all those years.  

 

Maya was generally limp after those orgasms, so Lace would crawl back up and hold her until eventually she would return as much of the pleasure as she could.   She never felt her attention was as wonderful as Lace's, but all she would ever have had to do with Lace, was kiss her or say she loved her and Lace would have followed her around like a lost puppy that had just found its mama.   Maya could do no wrong in Lace's eyes.

 

Chapter 8

 

The next 11 months were wonderfully calming for Lace, never feeling as though the women had been together as long as they had.   Every day felt too short, they just couldn't get! enough of each other.   Lace made sure she was at the bar every night to walk Maya back to the apartment after all of the threatening notes.   She was taking no chances with the best thing to ever enter her life.  

 

One night as they were walking into the stairwell, Kiki was sitting on the steps.   She stood as soon as they walked in, Lace stepping in front of Maya the minute she caught sight of her hulking, friend.

 

"Lace, how's it goin'?"   Kiki asked.

"Great.   You?"   Lace replied.

"Okay I guess."

"What d'you want Kiki?"   Lace asked.

"I just wanted to stop by and tell you and Maya that… I'm sorry I was such an ass before.   I was scared I was gonna lose my best friend and I lost you anyway."  

"You never lost me Kiki, you just never talked to me and you needed to apologize to Maya," Lace explained.

"Well, I'm sorry," Kiki r! epeated, hanging her head.

 

Lace walked ov! er to Ki ki and the two women hugged, slapping one another on the backs, as old friends might.  

 

"I missed you, ya ugly fucker," Kiki laughed nervously.

"I missed you too ya dumb son-of-a-bitch," Lace returned.

"That's all I wanted to say.   Truby's waiting for me, I think I'm getting laid tonight," Kiki said, winking at Lace.

"Yeah, well good luck with that," Lace chuckled.

 

Kiki moved in to give Maya a nervous hug before leaving.   Maya smiled as she returned Kiki's hug, then the lumbering girl slipped out the door as gracefully as she could.   Maya put her arm around Lace's waist as they walked up the steps together.

 

"You wanna get lucky tonight?"   Maya asked, winking.

"I don't know what'd you have in mind?"   Lace replied, leeringly.

 

Lace had unlocked the door, letting Maya in ahead of her.   As she shut the door, Maya snug! gled into her.

 

"Did you know that in two weeks we'll have been together for one-whole-year?"   Maya asked.

 

Lace felt fear jump through her entire body, as though she were sinking in loon shit; she felt it start at her feet and envelop her entire body as though she were drowning. That's why Kiki had waited so long, she was waiting until Lace and Maya had gone past the 11-month mark.   Lace wanted to move, but she felt as though her feet had been glued to the floor and Maya noticed the look on her face.

 

"Oh my god!   I just scared you to death, didn't I?!"  

 

Lace couldn't speak; all she could do was smile as Maya squeezed her arms tighter around Lace's waist, pushing her head into Lace's chest, not realizing she wasn't helping the feelings of suffocation Lace was experiencing.

 

"Your heart is going to pound right out of your chest," Maya state! d.   "Maybe I can relax you a little when we get into bed.! "  

 

Maya took Lace by the hand, leading her into the bedroom.   As Maya began undressing Lace and kissing her, the lovemaking turned into pure, one sided, sex.   Lace lost total control and the person she use to be took over for the person who was still in shock.  

 

Maya couldn't think of anything else to do but to let Lace work through this so she let her clothes be ripped off her body and forcefully pushed onto the bed.   She didn't say a word when her hands were forced above her head and held down.   Maya just lay there as Lace forced her legs up to her chest before she began nipping and biting her nipples as her fingers moved vigorously through her pussy until three fingers found their way into her vagina while the pinky finger slid into her anus and Lace's thumb attacked her clit.   Lace was pounding all three fingers, violently into Maya's pussy, forcing an orgasm out of the green-eyed girl.   Lace flopped ! onto her back beside Maya as they both lay quietly, staring at the ceiling until Maya turned her head towards Lace.

 

"So, did that make you feel better?"   Maya asked with a note of hostility in her voice.

"No," Lace replied, feeling ashamed.

"Then I'd appreciate it if you never touch me that way ever again," Maya stated.

 

Lace nodded as a tear slid down towards her ear.   Gradually she turned to Mai with a pitiful look on her face.

 

"I'm so sorry."  

 

Maya sighed heavily before rolling over to wrap an arm around Lace.

 

"Can we maybe try that again, the right way?" Maya asked.

 

Maya considered her options, deciding that maybe a replay of their first night together would be the best way to go as she kissed Lace so passionately, the blonde woman actually quivered.   She began kissing Lace's chin, cheek, neck and on! to her earlobes, slowly, seductively sucking and nibbling the! m before moving on to kiss her shoulders.  

 

At Lace's breasts, Maya kissed around her nipples, close but never touching them, leaving Lace a moaning mess, the same as the very first time they made love.   She glanced up and into Lace's eyes, seeing the love instead of the lust as she began kissing the hardened nubs while Lace's hand made its way into Maya's hair, lovingly stroking her head.

 

Maya changed her position, pushing one of Lace's legs straight up before running a single finger through both of their pussies, checking their wetness.   She smiled as Lace's hips attempted to follow her finger, but Maya moved on until the women were clit over clit.

 

Lace began calming considerably as Maya started her seductively sensual dance, swaying her hips the sexy way she did.   With a smile on her face, Lace initiated some new hip movements of her own, intensifying the experience significantly as their clits con! tinued touching provocatively.

 

Once, the women began squeezing and tweaking each other's nipples as their clits continued connecting and their juices began mingling, it didn't take long for them both to cry out one another's names as they experienced several mind-blowing orgasms one after the other until Maya could take no more, collapsing on Lace, giving her one of her best kisses, pulling the fear and doubt completely out of the blonde.

 

Lace suddenly wondered what she had been so afraid of.   She had gotten the most understanding and loving person in the world and the last thing she would ever want to do was lose her.   Any negative thoughts trying to survive inside her were suddenly expelled as a flood of emotion engulfed her.  

 

The flood of emotion filling Lace was so overwhelming that she broke down crying as she had never cried before.   She had never allowed anyone to see her so vulnerable un! til that very moment.   Maya thought she could never feel an! y closer to Lace than she was feeling right then, letting her cry until she fell asleep in Maya's arms.

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