Run Ch. 07

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At Dr. Martin's apartment . . .

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"Hey babe," Carolyn said as she dropped her purse on the table and went over to where Lola was already resting on the couch.

"Hey," Lola said despondently.

"What's the matter? Rough day at work?"

The Hispanic beauty rolled over. She actually looked like she'd been crying. "Yeah."

Carolyn's own problems no longer mattered. She hurried around the sofa and knelt down. "What's wrong baby?"

Lola sniffed. "Gawd, I feel like such a little girl. I never even saw it comin', ya know? Apparently, bein' gay is worse than bein' a smoker, an ex-con or anythin' else. I had a sixty-year-old woman spit on me. And I wanted to hit her babe. I wanted to and I didn't and I felt so fuckin' weak."

"You are not weak!" Carolyn hissed. "It takes a hell of a lot more to stay your hand than let it fly. You can't let them provoke you into anything that might make you violate parole. Just a couple more months sweetheart."

"I know, I know." Lola lay her head in Carolyn's lap and let the doctor stroke her hair. "Why is it that it was the kids who were so cool about shit and these women . . . women I've know for years now . . . they turned on me."

"People are afraid of change. You deserve better than to be back there." Carolyn kissed Lola's forehead.

"It's honest work. I'm a high-school drop-out . . ."

"Who's going to ace her GED hands down."

". . . who's going to be looked down on her whole life because she was stupid fuckin' kid . . ."

"Who turned into a beautiful woman with a talent for the written word unlike anyone I've seen in a long time."

Lola kissed Carolyn's hand. "Stop trying to make me feel better."

"No. As a matter of fact, HELL no. I love you, and I won't let anyone make you think you're anything less than spectacular. ESPECIALLY you!"

"It just makes me mad is all," Lola mumbled. "It's your fault you know."

"My fault?"

"Yeah. None of this would have bothered me if YOU hadn't made me believe more in myself."

"Shame on me," Carolyn said, grinning. She kissed her lover's lips. "That's it. Get your dress on."

Lola looked confused. "My dress? You know I don't feel right in that thing," she said, embarrassed.

"You look beautiful in it, and I want to take you out to dinner. Somewhere nice. I won't take know for an answer." Carolyn took a cheap shot. She pouted her bottom lip and said, "If you LOVE me you'll do it."

Lola rolled her eyes. She knew it was just a ploy, but it worked the few times her lover tried it. "Okay, okay. Where are we going?"

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The Siren's Cave . . .

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"Oh yeah, this is more like it," Lola said, shaking her hips as she and Carolyn made their ways out to the dance floor. There was a chick band playing mediocre music really loud, and the flashing lights in the floor were lighting up the dancers like and estrogen-laden circus. The Siren's Cave was one of the most popular lesbian clubs in the state and it showed. "You should've told me we was comin' here. I could'a worn my dance clothes."

Carolyn wrapped her arms around Lola. The brown-skinned woman was dressed in a spectacular black evening gown. Her tattoos stood out, but Carolyn just though it made her lover even sexier. The doctor was wearing a matching gown in black, though there considerably more cleavage exposed on her. "Then I wouldn't have gotten to see you like this. I like seeing you this way." She kissed Lola's shoulder, feeling that lithe body sway against her.

Lola turned and wrapped her arms around the redhead's neck and kissed her. She was more of a dancer than Carolyn was, unless it was slow dancing. No one could slow-dance like the doctor. And it was a slow . . . slow song that was coming on.

"So what's the plan?" Lola said. She felt like she was walking on clouds. This is what Carolyn had done for her since the day they met. She made Lola feel like a princess. A hardened woman who had almost gotten herself killed in an armed robbery attempt had found out that some carriages didn't turn back into pumpkins at midnight.

"Dance," Carolyn said. "Dance until we can't stand up. Then find something to do while laying down."

"I don't want to be on top tonight," Lola said as Carolyn pulled her closer. "Just by your side."

"The words of poet," Carolyn replied, blushing a little. "Fine. Tonight, no rough stuff. But tomorrow . . ."

"You'll wear the prison-guard outfit?" Lola half asked, half requested.

"You read my mind."

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Later that evening . . .

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"Mmh," Lola moaned as the warm, bubbly water soothed her skin.

Carolyn had decided to check into the posh Springfield Radisson and had gotten a suite. She wanted to pamper Lola, and that included room service, a bubble bath and a huge soft bed.

Lola licked her lips as Carolyn peeled off her dress, her bra and then her v-string. Carolyn sank down into the tub and Lola quickly snuggled her way into her lover's lap. Carolyn kissed the side of Lola's face, then grabbed a glass of champagne off the side of the jacuzzi-tub and handed it to the Hispanic beauty.

"I could get used to this," Lola said, taking a sip. Champagne wasn't normally her thing, but it seemed appropriate.

"Nothing but the best for my woman," the redhead said. She nibbled on Lola's ear.

"I could be wearin' a burlap sack, and you'd STILL make me feel like the queen of the world," Lola whispered. She turned around, rubbing her soapy body against Carolyn's. "The champagne and the seduction are nice, but I think I'd rather just get busy," she added with a grin.

"My impatient little harlot," the doctor chuckled, pulling her lover up and kissing her while skin pressed against skin. "My beautiful little ex-con," she said, kissing her again. "The perfect . . . you." She felt fingers sliding up one pale leg and nestling in the entrance to heaven.

"This little piggy went to market," Lola said, sliding one finger in. "This little piggy stayed home," preceded a second finger.

"You know . . . unh . . . I could do without the 'piggy' references."

Lola pushed a third finger in and curled them, pressing her palm against her lover's mound. "I'm gonna take you all the way home." Lola was moving her fingers delectably slowly and rhythmically. Carolyn parted her legs even wider, putting one foot up on the side of the tub. Warm water circled her nether region as Lola's finger plunged inward.

"Baby," Carolyn cooed, her large breasts breaking the surface of the water as she strained against Lola's hand. She felt one nipple engulfed between two hot lips. Lola had a thing for her tits. "Good girl!"

Lola wasn't exactly busty and she had always envied women like Carolyn. But seeing as she got to play with the other woman's breasts whenever she wanted, her envy was mollified. That warm white flesh was slippery, so it was difficult to keep the nipple between her lips, so she opted to use her teeth. That got a positive reaction out of her lover, who held Lola's head to her chest.

'She is such a freak,' Lola thought bemusedly.

While Lola was biting her nipple and exploring her insides, Carolyn was biting her bottom lip. Lola had seemed to know what got her off ever since that first time in the prison library. She may have been timid then, but she was talented.

Lola pressed tighter against her lover's body, causing water to slosh out onto the bathroom floor. She had found Carolyn's button and was tapping it like Morse code. She had her lover's mound completely cupped, and she was rubbing her palm in tiny circles. She wanted to make her lover cum so badly. It was just one of the ways she showed that magnificent woman just how much she loved her.

She didn't have to wait long. Carolyn had been primed all night long and Lola knew her too well. She was pressing against the wall and floor of the tub with her feet, driving her sex up into Lola's hand and whispering "Yessssssssssssssss!"

Lola wanted to continued, but there was no way that Carolyn was going to let that orgasm go unanswered. She pushed Lola to the far end of the tub. "Why don't we see how long I can hold my breath." With Lola looked delightfully confused, Carolyn dove under the surface of the water.

Lola's eyes blasted open and she was smiling. Her lover had found her pussy on instinct and was eating her under the surface of the water. It was an amazing and wholly new experience for the sexy Latina.

The redhead emerged from the water with a gasp. But before Lola could say anything, Carolyn took a couple of deep breaths and then sank back under the surface. Even if she were to drown, she'd make sure to leave a smile on Lola's face.

Lola decided that as fun as the experience was, she wanted to help Carolyn hurry things along. It was her turn to place on foot on the rim of the tub, lifting her lithe body from the water and bringing Carolyn's head with her. That educated tongue was still lapping away and her hair was plastered to her face. The redhead was tugging on Lola's outer labia with her thumbs so she could taste the deep sweetness that her lover offered.

"Faster!" Lola said, humping Carolyn's face. "Oh baby!"

Carolyn leaned in until her mouth was inside her lover's sex. She gripped those slippery ass cheeks as she licked for all that she was worth. Lola was letting out long, low groans as her climax approached. "Give it to me baby!" She started to climax. Her body jerked once, then she gasped. She felt Carolyn's tongue still moving inside of her, even as the aftershocks faded.

"Give it to me baby?" Carolyn asked with a chuckle. "Where did THAT come from?"

"Sorry, I was tryin' to be sexy," Lola asked, blushing and covering her face.

"You couldn't be anything else." Carolyn slid up Lola's body and kissed her. Lola was a little more sensitive after her orgasms, so Carolyn would give her a breather by taking her breath away. Lips and tongues ruled the moment.

"Hmm, I think I love you," Lola whispered.

"You 'think'?" Carolyn replied in feigned surprise. She kissed the woman again.

"Okay, I'm sure." Lola pushed wet hair out of Carolyn's face. "Hey, this summer . . . do you think we could make a trip down to San Diego?"

The redhead met her lover's gazed with a concerned expression. "Your parents?" She knew that Lola's relationship with her family had been strained since even before her arraignment. They had exchanged Christmas cards and semi-cordial birthday phone-calls, but it was obvious that they never really forgave her for her wild childhood. Her two brothers and two sisters were a little bit better, but her parents weren't thrilled about them "being influenced" by the eldest sibling.

"Yeah. I guess seein' what's gone on with Pat . . . Maybe I just wanna see if I can work things out with MY family."

"I've always thought you could," Carolyn said, proud that her girlfriend was willing to take that risk. "You KNOW that Celia and Selma would love to see you more."

"Juan and Rafael would LOVE to see more of you," Lola countered. All her siblings had met Carolyn, and her brothers had reacted like most males . . . they had drooled. They had been somewhat discrete about it, but they had drooled nonetheless. She sighed. "I just want 'em to know I'm not that girl no more."

Carolyn kissed her lover's neck. "Of course we can go. We'll take them all out to the zoo. A nice setting, don't you think?"

"You just like lookin' at things in cages," Lola laughed.

"I like unlocking them," Carolyn said, moving backwards and easing her legs apart.

"Grr," growled Lola with a smile. She spread her own legs so that she and Carolyn could scoot together and press pussy against pussy with their legs at ninety-degree angles from each other.

"Rub the kitty," the doctor crooned as she rubbed her mound against Lola's.

Lola grabbed one of Carolyn's legs and used it as leverage. She even licked and kissed the back of Carolyn's calf as they humped each other. The water had gone from steamy to luke-warm, but the sex was making up for it. She wished she had brought some toys, but that could wait until "prison guard night."

She reached down and caressed Carolyn's butt cheeks. It took a little bit of stretching, but she was able to shove two fingers into Carolyn's ass.

The doctor's eyes opened with pleasant surprise. "So nimble," she moaned as those digits penetrated her anal ring. They were working like little pistons, though Lola was a bit restricted to her awkward position.

Water was splashing everywhere by that point, and neither woman could care less. Labia were pressed against labia, sliding against one another. Carolyn sent a hand between them, tantalizing her lover's clitoral hood. She marveled at the physical effect it had on Lola, causing her to tense up just a little almost instantly, showing off her beautiful body. Soon, Lola was cumming again, straining against Carolyn's body.

"Let me take you to bed," Lola whispered when she had recovered. She drew Carolyn to her feet and the two women toweled each other off. She lay Carolyn down at the head of the bed and then straddled her midsection. She kissed Carolyn's lips, then her neck and her shoulder. She continued downward, spending a little extra time on those breasts she loved so much. Then she scooted down even further, kissing the soft white skin of Carolyn's stomach and then the tops of her thighs. Then the time for teasing was over. She prompted the redhead to lift up her legs just a bit so Lola could thrust her arms underneath them and then clasp her hands across Carolyn's stomach. Lola's face was now directly in front of the doctor's paradise, and she was ready to open the gates.

"Oh, give it to me baby," Carolyn half-joked as her beautiful girlfriend slipped a warm, slippery muscle inside her body. She felt lips on her clit soon thereafter and an excruciatingly gentle sucking sensation.

Minutes passes as the doctor gasped and sighed, thrusting her breasts into the air as her sex was gone over with the proverbial fine-toothed comb. Lola's tongue was so far in that Carolyn was sure that her lover was, in violation of all natural laws, actually trying to crawl back inside the womb. And Carolyn would welcome her.

"Mmph," she grunted as she bit her bottom lip. Her breathing was rapid and she could see the sheen of sweat on her body as Lola brought her to a terrific climax. "Ah . . . ah . . . ah . . . ahhhhhhhhhhhh," she sighed as her juices ebbed onto that perfect Latina face.

"Yummy," Lola said with a smile.

"Get up here," Carolyn said, impatient for another kiss. She didn't have to wait long.

"I'll call my folks. See if there's a 'good time' for coming down," Lola said when they finally came up for air.

"Hey, you'll have passed you GEDs by then and will have some more poetry written, so you'll have plenty to show them. And you know your siblings will be on your side."

"Yeah, I guess." Lola rested her head on Carolyn's chest.

The redhead stroked her lover's hair. "And you know you'll always have me."

Lola was smiling. Having someone like Carolyn was more than she ever dreamt she'd have. "Well, as long as you've got that prison-guard outfit."

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Friday night . . .

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Luckily for Pat, her uncle had been there to break the ice. Otherwise, she and her friends probably would have sat at her parent's dinner table in awkward silence for quite a while. But after his second "No shit, there I was," story, the mood had been alleviated.

Lyle, for his part was ecstatic and relieved. He had been so worried when he had left, not knowing what would happen with his niece. But she looked better physically than he had ever seen her, and even his brother and sister-in-law seemed to be coming around.

"So, your dad says you may be doing some traveling this summer?"

All ears were on Pat now. She had brought up the idea with her friends who, wanting to participate in a post-high-school-pre-college road trip, were waiting for her to make a final decision.

"I . . . I guess it would be fun. I was thinking maybe . . . Alaska?"

"Interesting choice," Keith said. He'd been hoping for something that involved Las Vegas, but . . .

"I think that sounds swell!" Gail interjected.

"Did you just use the word 'swell' in a sentence?" Todd said amusedly.

Gail stuck her tongue out at him.

"Is it cold there in summer?" Sally asked. "I don't have a real good winter coat."

The conversation continued on for a bit, everyone babbling excitedly. Lyle watched his brother amusedly. Reginald, who had commanded armies, seemed absolutely at a loss on how to reign in all these teenagers. Mary was just smiling.

"Well, I think it's an EXCELLENT choice," Mary said to her daughter. "Your father and I went on an Alaskan cruise for our honeymoon. Most beautiful scenery anywhere in the world."

"Good times," her husband said, a smile playing briefly across his face.

Lyle was looking over the rim of his brandy glass. "I should think so. Buddy was born about nine months later if I recall."

Mary, for probably the first in her life, actually spit out her own drink onto a guest, namely Todd. Reginald's eyes had shot open wide. "Lyle!" he almost shouted.

Most of the crew was trying not chuckle. Lyle was just looking surprised. "What? Does anyone besides me know what goes on during honeymoons?"

Pat smiled a little, realizing her parents were people too in some respects. But it was one of those moments . . . what would Buddy's memory mean to her? Another reason to cry or . . .

It was Benga who first noticed that Pat was smiling from ear to ear. He gulped. She really had an amazing smile.

Gail looked over. "I'm up for Alaska," she said, wiping Mrs. Baker's drink off of Todd's face. Todd just sat there looking indignant.

"I could give you a list of . . . some suggestions on places to go. If you're interested, obviously," Reginald said. He had to keep the idea that he had much less control over his daughter's life than he used to.

"I'd like that," she said, offering him a bit of support. She'd have to give back at some point. "So, who all wants to drive up to Alaska?" Every hand went up, but Pat couldn't help but notice that Keith's went last.

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After dinner . . .

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With her uncle and father exchanging "Oh yeah, well . . ." war stories to a captivated audience, Pat stepped out onto the veranda. She saw Keith standing over next to the rail, looking up at the moon.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

"Nothing," he said. He instantly regretted saying it, since they both knew it was a lie.

"Please," she said softly.

He nodded his head. "Why Alaska? I mean, you didn't say anything about it to me."

"I . . . I don't know. I didn't really think it mattered."

"This is probably going to be our last . . . our only summer as a couple. Don't you think you should've check with me first?"

Pat instantly went defensive. "I didn't realize that all my decisions had to be run by you now."

"I'm supposed to have SOME say! That's why it's called a "couple" and not "two singles." No, I don't want to tell you what to do!"

She started to point angrily at him, but no words came to her lips. Then she took a deep breath. "I'm sorry. Where did you want to go?"

"That's not the . . . that isn't the point."

"What IS the point?"

"The point is that I'm the guy who should be the first to know about all your wacky ideas. That's one of the things a boyfriend is for."

"Well excuse me! You are my first boyfriend, so maybe I just don't know all the rules!"

"There are NO rules! Just . . . guidelines. Needing to tell me where you're going shopping . . . too much information. But how you're going to spend you're entire summer . . . that matters. Particularly if I'm supposed to be involved!"