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 Ashlee's Weakness: Letting Sleeping Dogs Lie by
pointless(killallhippes@gmail.com) Story codes and what not: FF, college,
drugs, roommates

   Author's Note: This is the second part of Ashlee's Weakness which is
itself part of a larger story arch beginning with my stories Ashlee and
Naiya's Sleepover and Macy's Crush.  There are more stories involved, but
as I listed many of them in the previous installment I won't bother to do
so here.  All stories (plus many others I've written over the years) can be
accessed from my profile, so feel free to go there if you find yourself
getting lost or wanting to read more.

   Please feel free to send me feedback whether negative or positive in
nature.  I did edit this myself, so there are most likely plenty of small
errors in the text which hopefully won't bother anyone too much.  If anyone
notices anything big and ultra annoying I'd love to know about it so I can
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   And in case you were wondering all characters in this story involved in
any acts of a sexual nature are at least eighteen years of age.

   Enjoy.

   When Ashlee arrived back at the apartment from her night of passion with
Carrie she couldn't help but be darkly happy to see her lover asleep in her
bed.  Of course, she really had no reason to expect anything else.  Macy
wasn't, after all, one to worry.  A perfect example of this truth was the
fact that when Ashlee had finally gathered the courage to turn on her phone
after sitting in her car for more than fifteen minutes in the parking lot
where she and Carrie had parted ways she only found one text from her lover
that had simply said "hope ur having fun.  I'm going to bed.  Tell me about
in the mornin.  Xoxo.:)" and that was it.  No passive aggressive messages,
no half dozen missed calls and no anything else.  There was just one little
text and nothing more.

   As Ashlee stood in the doorway of their bedroom staring at Macy sleeping
so peacefully and managing to look so devastatingly cute despite the drool
slowly leaking from the corner of her mouth Ashlee couldn't help but feel
like the worst person to ever walk the face of the earth.  At least a part
of her wanted to feel like the worst person in the world.  Really though
she didn't feel like anything at that moment.  She just felt empty,
somewhat vaguely sad and tired.  She was very, very tired.

   Sure, the guilty part of her wanted to wake up Macy right then and there
to shake and beg her for forgiveness for the horrible thing she'd done, but
it was honestly just a small part of her.  The rest of her just wanted to
be left alone to sit in the dark of the living room thinking about nothing,
doing nothing and, most of all, feeling nothing.  She didn't want to
contemplate her sin, the effects it might and should have on her
relationship with Macy or her friendship with Carrie.  She just wanted to
disappear into her head and feel nothing for awhile.

   So that's what she did more or less.  It was a shockingly easy thing to
do.  She already felt fairly numb and, again, extremely tired.  All it took
was one lousy Vicodin from her stash, a couple of hits of the good stuff
she and Macy had been saving for a rainy day and a healthy dose of Brian
Eno's Music for Airports from her iPod.  After that she just laid herself
down on the dingy couch and stared at the ceiling until the numbness
overtook her and she finally managed to fall asleep just as the battery
died and the music fell silent.

   As she slept she happily achieved her goal of nothingness.  She only
slept and forgot what a worthless, untrustworthy person she had allowed
herself to become.  It was almost perfect except for the fact that it was
destined to not last long at all.  Of course, she wasn't thinking of that
because she had tried hard to feel nothing at all and, for what it was
worth, she had succeeded.  She was asleep and that was what mattered.

   At least, she was until no more than two, maybe two and a half hours
later when she found herself being softly nudged awake by Macy's warm lips
kissing her on the forehead while Macy's fingers gently brushed Ashlee's
hair away from her face as she whispered sweetly "Wake up, drunkie.  You're
supposed to be getting ready for class."

   "What?" Ashlee said automatically as she removed the ear buds from her
ears even though she'd heard Macy and taken it all in quite easily.

   "I said you have class in like an hour.  You need to get up," Macy said,
smiling before tousling her lover's hair playfully.  Ashlee wanted to be
grumpy and tell her to stop, but she just couldn't.  Instead she just
smiled back at her lover and received an even bigger smile in return for
her efforts.

   How could she not smile?  The sight of lovely, kind and beautiful Macy
smiling at her with so much warmth and feeling even though Ashlee knew she
had to look like death warmed over instantly melted the coldness she'd felt
the night before.  She couldn't help it even as the small voice of guilt
she'd heard the night before crept back into her mind to tell her she
didn't deserve the love hidden so poorly behind Macy's beautiful smile.

   Ashlee just couldn't help but ignore that voice as she grabbed Macy's
hand to kiss her palm gently.  Macy, of course, laughed at her.  She kept
on laughing even as Ashlee pulled her down into a kiss that Macy broke
slowly to tease her saying "What's got into you, weirdo?  You're usually
not this lovey dovey in the morning.  You didn't like take a bunch of
exstasy last night or something, did you?"

   "No, "Ashlee said, smiling weakly as she tried very hard not to remember
what she'd done the night before.  It was a failed effort, but she managed
to hide the guilt that welled up inside of her and maintained her weak
smile only flinching a little before she added "No, I just went to a gay
bar with Car."

   "A gay bar!  You bitch!  Oh, you suck so much ass!  You went to a gay
bar without me?  I told I've wanted to go to a gay bar for like forever!  I
fucking hate you!" Macy said crossing right across Ashlee.  Her anger was
obviously a mixture of both playful front and real disappointment.  She
slapped Ashlee gently on the shoulder before adding more calmly "Was it
fun?"

   "It was okay.  I mean, it was like totally much more Zen than I expected
it to be.  Oh, and I totally got drunk there."

   "How the fuck did you get drunk?" Macy asked, still obviously jealous,
but also genuinely interested.

   "Carrie knew the bartender," Ashlee said simply, her smile fading
slightly at the mention of Carrie's name.

   "Lucky bitch," Macy said simply before adding "So is that it?"

   "What do you mean?" Ashlee said, trying hard not to sound defensive
despite the fact that the loving glint in Macy's eye told her Macy was just
asking the question because she was simply interested in what Ashlee had
been doing while she was busy working far longer and sleeping far less than
she wanted.

   "I mean, is that all you guys did?  Did you just go to a bar and get
smashed or did you actually do something fun?"

   "Getting drunk isn't fun enough for you?"

   "Umm, not really, but that's just me."

   "Well, then you wouldn't have had fun, because that's pretty much all we
did," Ashlee said, lying with an ease that actually hurt her as Macy smiled
and said "Well, as long as you had fun.  I, on the other hand, just worked,
came home, smoked a bowl with Enrique and watched some Futurama before I
told Enrique to split and I went to bed."

   "Ahh, poor baby," Ashlee said as she sat up and kissed her lover on the
tip of her nose.  Then she kissed her again on her eyelid causing Macy to
giggle in a way that for some reason really made Ashlee want to kiss her in
a more serious fashion, so she did and suddenly she found herself pulling
her lover onto the couch as they both just kind of started making out until
Ashlee's hands reached behind Macy's back and unsnapped her bra through her
t-shirt causing Macy to push her away suddenly to catch her breath before
speaking.

   "What are you doing?  You know you only have like half an hour to take a
shower, get dressed and head off to class, right?" Macy said, smiling even
as she chided her lover's lack of priorities.

   "So?" was Ashlee's only answer as she tried to rejoin the kiss only to
be blocked by Macy's hand covering her mouth as she sat up straddling
Ashlee's legs.  Ashlee, in turn, pushed herself up on her elbows.

   "Well, because, as you well know, I also have class today and I, unlike
you, cannot be late or that old, evil bastard will lock the fucking door.
Besides," Macy said, finally uncovering Ashlee's mouth when she saw the
defeat in her eyes.  "I totally have some free time after class that would
be much better suited for this, so.," and here Macy paused to give Ashlee a
soft, warm kiss on her lips that quickly threatened to become much, much
more before Macy regained her senses and pulled away before repeating in a
slightly more adamant tone "So, you horny bitch, just keep it in your pants
until then."

   "Fucking fine," Ashlee said her disappointment painfully obvious both in
her voice and in the frown that was etched so deeply into her tired face
until she finally forced herself to find the bright side as she said "Does
that mean you have the night off tonight?"

   "Uh, no, it just means I don't have to go in early.  Didn't I tell you?
After last night they're switching me to slightly more humane hours.  I
don't have to go until three and then I get out at two again, so instead of
thirteen hours I only have to work eleven.  Yay," Macy said the last bit
with enough deadpan sarcasm that Ashlee almost laughed despite the fact
that she knew Macy was not really trying to be funny.  Luckily Macy either
didn't notice or didn't care as she continued "So.  anyway.  we can totally
fuck before your afternoon practice.  Doesn't that make you happy?"

   "Oh, ecstatic.  Simply ecstatic.  I love having my love life scheduled
by your work," Ashlee said feeling suddenly bitter about the way Macy had
said it all.  Well, not really the way she said it, but what she had said.
It just kind of took the spontaneity and the passion out of everything and
made it seem so tiresome for some reason.

   "Oh, I know, baby.  I fucking hate it, too, but, hopefully anyway, after
this weekend Maggie will come back from her vacation and I'll only have to
work an extra day until they hire someone.  Besides, think of all the weed
we'll be able to buy with the extra money I'll be making.  It'll be so
fucking sweet!"

   "Really?  Do you think we could also maybe like go to that sex shop by
the strip club?" Ashlee said almost off the top of her head.

   "What?" Macy came back honestly confused by the question.  Sure, they'd
joked around about buying sex toys before, but they'd always come to mutual
decision that they were both more than happy with the tongues and fingers
and what not that they had been born with and, besides, sex shops were just
so creepy.

   "It's just.," Ashlee started and stopped as she suddenly felt terrible
about her current line of thinking because it led her back to the night
before.  Still, the look on Macy's face told her that it would be a good
idea to finish her thought if she didn't want to have to answer any
questions later, so she bit the bullet and said "I was kinda curious about.
you know, like maybe.  if you wouldn't mind, of course, like, possibly
getting a.  ummm.  strap-on?"

   "Seriously?" Macy said, looking at Ashlee through narrowed eyes as if
she were suddenly suspicious.  "I thought you said those were dumb."

   "I know I did, but.," and again Ashlee paused as she thought of a good
way to voice her thoughts before finally coming up with a carefully worded
lie as she said "Carrie just kind of convinced me that they might be kind
of fun."

   "Did she now?  Well, she's a little magician, isn't she?" Macy said and
then paused.  Luckily it was a short pause, because Ashlee really had no
idea how to respond to that before Macy said "You're sure?  I mean, 'cause
you know I'm game, but if you're."

   "No, I'm serious.  I think it'd be fun," Ashlee said cutting her off.

   "Well, alright then.  When I get my nice, fat paycheck for working my
ass off this week we'll call Jerry and get an ounce and then we'll go see
what kind of sex toys we can get for a hundred bucks.  Sound like a plan?"

   "It does," Ashlee said simply, more than a little relieved that Macy
hadn't questioned her further while at the same time feeling more than just
a little guilty about.  well, just about everything.

   The guilt didn't go away when Macy kissed her one more time before she
said, "Shit, I really have to go.  Enrique is going to meet me at the gas
station on the corner in like fifteen minutes and if I don't get there soon
they're going to dump my coffee and I fucking need my coffee."

   "Yuck.  That stuff is not coffee," Ashlee said before urging Macy to
give her one more kiss before she got up.

   "Shut up, hipster.  Just because it doesn't cost five bucks a cup
doesn't mean it isn't coffee," Macy said as she got up, slung her bag over
her shoulder and headed for the door.

   "That's not why it isn't coffee," Ashlee said with a smile, unable to
resist falling into their old argument.

   "I said shut up.  I like my freeze dried hazlenutty deliciousness and
there's nothing you can do to change that.  Love ya, babe," Macy said as
she blew Ashlee a kiss as she opened the door.

   "Love you, too, baby," Ashlee replied as she returned the gesture with a
weak smile as she watched her lover walk out the door.  The smile vanished
almost as soon as the door closed and Ashlee found herself rubbing her eyes
trying hard to both wake herself up completely and keep the dark thoughts
that were quickly threatening to overtake her at bay.  She was only
moderately successful on both fronts, but she did manage to force herself
to get up and grab some three day old pizza and a can of Red Bull from the
fridge for breakfast before heading to the shower for a quick and much
needed cleansing before dressing quickly, but still decently and then
grabbing her book bag and laptop and heading out the door.

   For the next hour and a half as Ashlee sat in class she was far too busy
trying her hardest to pay attention to the Professor's droning, monotonous
voice to contemplate anything about the night before.  She simply couldn't
spare the brain power.  Red Bull had proved less than adequate and she
actually found herself struggling just to keep her hand moving as she took
her notes.  She was keeping up, but only just.

   Luckily Alex (a friend from the team and one of the few people who
hadn't acted like a jerk when Ashlee started hanging out with Carrie) was
sitting right next to her taking her own notes as well as noticing just how
frazzled Ashlee was.  By the time class was over Alex was almost begging
Ashlee to take her notes as they walked to Ashlee's car.  Ashlee refused,
but she did cave when Alex insisted that they study together after practice
both to shut Alex up as well as just because Alex was a fun, safe (i.e. 
straight.  Well, semi-straight, really, but that's a whole other story)
person to hang out with.

   Well, there were other reasons too.  Alex was pretty cool and Ashlee
knew that her idea of studying usually involved getting nice and stoned
afterwards.  While that didn't necessarily make the studying all that
meaningful it did at least mean that Ashlee would have an excuse not to
call Carrie.  Of course, she didn't really need one and she kind of had a
feeling that Carrie wouldn't care either way but for some reason she felt a
good deal better and just a tad bit stronger armored in her valid excuse.

   So that was her plan.  She'd go home, make love to her girlfriend, go to
practice and afterwards she and Alex would pick up Jesse so they could
"study" and do anything else besides call that devilishly beautiful girl
who had rocked her world and made her feel like a goddess for a brief
moment only to make her feel like a whore once that moment had passed.

   As she drove home after dropping off Alex Ashlee found comfort in this
new plan.  She'd just leave it all in the past and try her best to pretend
that nothing had happened and eventually it would just be a footnote in her
life.  It would become nothing but one wonderfully terrible night among the
thousands upon thousands that would make up her life.  She'd just move on
and leave her mistake in the past like it was nothing more than a skipped
appointment, a book she failed to return to the library on time or
something else boring and mundane instead of the betrayal of trust that it
truly been.

   For awhile she managed to convince herself that she could get it done.
In fact, she was sure of it.  The numbness was gone, and the desire to just
forget and move on had replaced it easily.  Something inside just wanted to
pretend it would all be good if she just wrote Carrie off and moved on. 
Sure, there was still a little voice in the back of her mind that told
Ashlee that she was not only fooling herself, but also trying way too hard
to find an easy way out that she didn't deserve to take but it was a voice
that was easy for Ashlee to ignore by simply repeating to herself that if
she could just be good from now on that would be all that really mattered.

   By the time she arrived home to find Macy in the shower Ashlee was
absolutely certain she could be good again, that she could resist the urges
she'd given into only the night before.  Seeing Macy standing there in the
warm spray of the shower looking like the living embodiment of sex helped
with this feeling.  It also sent shivers down Ashlee's spine.  She felt
electric, she felt strong just knowing she was about to make love to the
vision of feminine beauty who was currently humming along to the Lady Gaga
song playing on the radio.  It was all just so cute and so sexy that it
almost hurt.

   In the dark, barely conscious corners of her mind Ashlee couldn't help
but think that missing this was why she had strayed.  Sure, it was a weak
excuse, but that hardly mattered.  Any excuse would do when it came to
Ashlee justifying her guilt as she stared at her lover before entering the
bathroom without saying a word as she began to shed her clothes.

   It was true though.  Lack of sex with Macy had been a contributing
factor in Ashlee's sin.  Sadly, even Ashlee was aware of the fact that a
temporary and partial dry spell after a period of unsustainable over
abundance was hardly a good enough reason to cheat on the girl she loved
more than anything in the world.

   But when Ashlee heard Macy say, "Hello there, sneaky.  Care to join me?"
as she peaked around the shower curtain Ashlee suddenly didn't care about
any of that.  All inner conflict was put on hold as she smiled back and
said "You know it," as she kicked off her pants which she had allowed to
fall around her ankles and threw her t-shirt onto the floor in front of the
sink and then quickly rid herself of the rest of her clothes before
stepping into the shower to join her lover.

   Now none of it was all that graceful or really all that sexy, but it was
apparently good enough judging from the soft laughter it elicited from
Macy. Of course, that laughter was probably more a result of the fact that
Ashlee had almost tripped on her panties when she didn't quite manage to
get them off of her feet before trying to pull off her socks, but Ashlee
didn't care.  She simply righted herself by grabbing onto the sink, kicked
off her panties, ripped off her socks and quickly finished the job by
removing her bra before finally joining her lover in the shower.  The
giggling now was meaningless.  In fact, if anything, it only made her want
Macy just that much more.

   "So how was class?" Macy asked as she turned to face Ashlee with her
hands on her head massaging in some shampoo only to turn away instantly to
avoid her lover's embrace saying "Hey!  Be patient.  I'm still washing my
hair."

   "I don't care," Ashlee said honestly as she reached up to gently grab
Macy's chin and turned her back to face her for a soft, loving kiss which
Macy gladly accepted even as she continued to rub the shampoo into her
hair.

   "Mind helping me rinse this out?" Macy said after the kiss broke. 
Ashlee, of course, agreed readily.  Macy needn't have even asked though she
always did.  She also always thanked Ashlee with a kiss like she did when
Ashlee was finished and had replaced the shower massager into its holder.
Oddly enough, it also wasn't unusual that the kiss quickly turned into much
more than just a simple thank you for a job well done almost as soon as
their lips touched.  No, this had actually become their most common way of
being intimate since Macy's job started to become something of a burden on
their relationship.  Not that either of them minded that at the moment as
their arms slowly wound their way around the others soft, warm and wet body
to pull each other closer.

   There was just something so comforting to Ashlee about feeling Macy in
her arms again.  It just felt so right, so pure and so familiar.  Sure,
when she had made love (Well, fucked since there was no love to be made or
had between them) Carrie the night before that too had felt right and
familiar, but this was different.  This wasn't animal lust; this wasn't
just simple carnal need.  This was deeper than that, much more patient and
there were no games, no power play.  It was just two girls deeply in love
trying to savor the oneness of their being.

   In other words, it was just like so many other times they'd made love
since they'd become a couple.  It was soft, it was slow and it was patient.
Neither of them seemed to be in a rush as gentle hands kneaded supple
buttocks and fingers dug into to the soft flesh of each other's backs. 
Even their kiss was slow and methodical despite the obvious passion between
them with neither of them trying to tongue wrestle the other as they
instead focused on enjoying the softness of lips against lips with only the
occasional tongue suck or soft caress.

   "God, I missed this," Ashlee said in a hushed whisper as Macy nibbled on
her shoulder blade while Ashlee simply pressed her body against Macy's and
allowed her hands to glide across the smooth contours of Macy's back. 
Ashlee almost felt silly saying this, but it was true.  She did miss it. 
Those seemingly endless days and nights they'd spent together near the end
of summer had spoiled her.

   She needn't have felt too silly, though.  She was hardly the only one
who felt the same way as she learned when Macy whispered "Me too, baby," in
response as she moved up to nibble on Ashlee's earlobe.  For reasons that
Ashlee had no desire to examine too closely those acted as the catalyst to
push her past the point of being satisfied with mere contact as she slid
her thigh between Macy's and urged Macy to the same before pushing her
almost a tad bit too roughly against the wall of the shower.

   "Slow down, tiger," Macy said with a soft laugh and a wicked smile as
she broke the kiss and turned Ashlee until she was the one against the
wall. Ashlee said nothing, but she did her best to obey Macy's wishes.  It
was a decision she would not come to regret as Macy quickly reminded her
that slow was hardly bad as she took control and slowly led Ashlee down the
path of soft, teasing caresses and butterfly kisses on earlobes and
necklines as well as much harder kisses on soft lips as they both just let
their bodies slip and slide against each other with no rhyme or reason.

   It was absolutely perfect and loving and beautiful and so much more.  It
was also deeply erotic just to know that girl whose soft hands were busying
themselves kneading Ashlee's butt cheeks and softly tracing her short
fingernails across the sensitive skin of Ashlee's back was doing it out of
love and not just lust.  Oh, there was lust there as well, but it was
secondary to that deeper, more meaningful emotion and that's what made this
soft, sensuous embrace so damned good.

   In fact it was so good that it was almost disappointing when one of
Macy's hands slid between them and made to touch Ashlee's already puffy and
aroused labia.  Almost was, of course, the key word because Ashlee didn't
even think of telling her lover to stop.  Instead she simply moved one of
her own hands to the space where Macy's warm, moist flower resided and made
to touch her lover there as she had so many times before until they were no
longer truly kissing each other.  Instead, as their fingers expertly sought
out each other's sensitive areas, both the obvious and the far more subtle,
they were more breathing heavily into each other's mouths than anything
else as they quickly (and quite shockingly, to be completely honest)
brought each other to orgasm.

   And it really was that quick.  No more than a minute or two after they
had touched each other's clits they were both writhing against each other
in release.  Ashlee had barely even processed that fact that her lover's
fingers had found her clit before she felt the sparks shooting off behind
her eyes and she'd barely even begun fingering Macy's soft, puffy folds
before she felt Macy's teeth accidentally and instinctively biting into her
shoulder as she gasped sweetly and nearly collapsed from the pleasure.

   "Wow," was all Ashlee could say.  It wasn't much, but it perfectly
encapsulated her feelings of surprise regarding her body's reaction to her
lover's touch.  Her phrasing was good deal more articulate than Macy's,
however.  She could only laugh as Ashlee tried to get back to the business
at hand.  At least she laughed until Ashlee silenced her by sliding her
finger into Macy's depths.  Instantly the laughter turned to sighing as
Macy's fingers also found themselves moving towards her lover's cunt to
touch her as they shared another kiss.  At least, they tried until the two
young lovers were forced to abandon their mutual pursuit by a quick, hard
blast of searing hot water hitting their naked bodies as their upstairs
neighbors innocently flushed their toilet.

   This was hardly a surprising turn of events.  In fact, it happened
damned near every time they made love in the shower and if it didn't then
something else would.  What?  Well, like what happened next when just as
they decided to brave the shower again they suddenly found themselves being
pummeled by ice water that was cold enough to make them both scream as they
once again jumped out of the shower and found themselves laughing despite
their frustration.

   It would've been enough to spoil the mood of others, but for Ashlee and
Macy a little distraction such as searing pain followed by freezing half to
death was hardly enough to make them quit.  It did however make them pause
for a moment to laugh at their ridiculous behavior before Macy bent over to
turn off the water and Ashlee suddenly found herself unable to resist the
urge to take control when Macy's beautiful and perfectly shaped bottom was
presented to her so openly and freely.

   The little yelp that Macy let out when Ashlee's hand found its way to
her open flower was very pleasing to Ashlee's ear.  Sure, it wasn't quite
as satisfying as the soft sigh she let out almost immediately after, but it
was nice enough to bring out a smile and light laugh from Ashlee that
elicited a shakily spoken "Oh, shut up," from Macy that quickly became
another sigh when Ashlee got down on her knees and licked her lovers cute,
little butthole as her finger slid ever so easily inside of Macy's cunt.

   "Mmm," Ashlee teased as Macy sighed yet again, "You like that don't you,
you dirty girl." It was a corny thing to say, but it didn't matter.  Macy
liked it just as she liked it when Ashlee's tongue gently rimmed her one
more time just as Ashlee's index finger slid out of Macy's pussy to brush
across Macy's hard clit before sliding back inside this time with Ashlee's
ring finger to keep it company as Ashlee's thumb took over on Macy's clit
before Ashlee teased her again by first licking her in that forbidden place
one more time before saying "I'll take that as a yes."

   "Oh fuck," was all Macy could say in response.  She did, however, say it
several times in a row in a breathless, shaky voice that almost became a
squeak when Ashlee got down on her haunches and turned herself around into
a position that was slightly less than comfortable, but necessary for her
to get her tongue on that sweet, hard nub of flesh while keeping her
fingers inside of her lover to twist and bend and make Macy cry.

   At first this seemed like a perfectly wise decision to make.  Macy for
one liked it enough that she was no longer bothering to speak and instead
had begun to sigh and groan in a shaky tone.  Her tone, however, was not
the only thing shaking as Ashlee continued to push her towards orgasm.  Her
legs and arms were also shivering almost violently as she tried her hardest
to maintain control of her own body.  Her knuckles were almost white from
gripping the slippery edge of the tub.  She was about to lose it, but she
didn't care and neither did Ashlee.

   At least, neither of them cared until Macy actually did lose it and
suddenly Ashlee found herself very grateful that she had been gifted with
excellent reflexes and that years of playing football had made her a tad
bit stronger than your average eighteen year old woman when she managed to
catch herself and hold Macy up just long enough to avoid both being
smothered by her beautiful lover and smashing her head against the cheap
linoleum of their bathroom floor before she found herself laughing her ass
off as she laid on her back.  Of course, she soon found herself being
smothered anyway when Macy, still very aroused and lost in the moment,
simply sat on Ashlee's face.  Ashlee at first just kept laughing into her
lover's wet, beautiful pussy momentarily unable to do what she really
wanted to until Macy, who was far less amused about the whole situation,
grabbed her by the hair and forced Ashlee's face against her aroused and
gyrating sex.

   It was hardly a move that Ashlee would have expected from her usually
calm and relatively sedate lover, but it was very deeply arousing action.
Not only because it told her that Macy was in need, but also because there
was just something so damned hot about feeling Macy's usually gentle
fingers tugging her hair almost violently as she pulled Ashlee into her and
ground her wet cunt into Ashlee's face.  How could she laugh at that kind
of passion?  The short answer was she couldn't, so she didn't.  Instead she
let the amusing nature of the situation pass her by as she reached up with
one hand to paw lovingly at Macy's breast and brought the other one around
Macy's hip and thigh to spread Macy open as she got back to her task.

   It was a wise decision as Ashlee soon discovered when poor Macy proved
just how close she truly was to coming when after what couldn't have been
more than a handful of minutes of licking, sucking and moaning against her
lover's clit Ashlee found her efforts rewarded with first a series of
passionate whining cries before Macy went silent as she held her breath
while her body began to quake.  Then the panting came and Macy's hips once
again began gyrating as Ashlee mercilessly kept at her oral manipulations
until again Macy came and then again in quick succession.  By the end of it
Ashlee was forced to bring her knees up to prevent Macy from collapsing
onto the floor as she went limp and coated Ashlee's face with her sweet,
creamy secretions.

   Ashlee just laid there placing soft kisses and playful nips on Macy's
soft inner thighs as Macy caught her breath.  It took a bit, but she didn't
mind.  In fact, it made her more than just a little proud to see her lover
so weak that she could barely move for almost a full minute.  It felt good
to give pleasure to Macy.  It was almost enough to make Ashlee forget what
she had done to Macy only the night before.  In fact, for the moment it was
exactly enough and it remained enough even when Macy finally looked down at
her and without saying a word slowly urged Ashlee to sit up so Macy could
kiss her with a loving softness while straddling her lap on the bathroom
floor.

   The kiss was slow, it was warm and it was exquisite.  It was a tender
reminder of just how much Macy loved Ashlee.  It was also an unspoken
promise that there was more to come, but not just yet.  No, the rest could
wait a few more minutes and it did as they both just sat there softly
embracing until Macy stood up slowly and offered Ashlee her hand before
saying softly "Come on."

   Macy need not have said a word.  Still, there was just something so
sweet hidden in those two simple words and the soft smile that appeared on
Macy's face.  Sweet, but not at all innocent as evidenced by the fact that
as soon as they'd both walked the short distance from their bathroom to
their bedroom Macy turned and embraced Ashlee once more, but only briefly
before playfully pushing her back onto the bed.  Ashlee would have laughed
or at least offered a token protest, but she didn't have the time to as
Macy quickly dropped to her knees between Ashlee's legs and joined her in
another kiss before telling her to lean back as she began to place little
bites and kisses on Ashlee's breasts and taut nipples.

   Those soft, simple kisses felt so good that for awhile Ashlee failed to
comply with her lover's request to lay back.  Instead she kept drawing Macy
back into a kiss for no other reason than the fact that she just loved the
feel of their lips pressing together and their tongues teasingly caressing
each other.  At first Macy didn't seem to mind one little bit.  In fact,
every time Ashlee's hand found its way to Macy's chin to guide her back
into a kiss Macy smiled her angelic smile.

   Oh, she made a point to chide Ashlee for interrupting her, but even a
fool could have seen that she wasn't serious.  Still, she was insistent
that Ashlee should lie back.  Ashlee, however, continued to ignore her
until Macy broke their kiss one last time and placed a hand on Ashlee's
chest in the valley between her breasts and pushed her gently onto her back
saying "You seriously need to lay back or I'm just not going to be able to
eat that pretty, little pussy of yours in the way it deserves."

   "Oh, really?" Ashlee came back teasingly even as she finally obeyed
Macy's request.  She then sighed and even squirmed a little as Macy's
teasing kisses found the sensitive flesh of her belly.  Ashlee then
squirmed a lot more when Macy's teeth joined the fun nipping at her firm,
but still wonderfully soft tummy before whispering "God, I fucking love
you."

   "I love you too, baby," Macy said softly before teasingly licking a
circle around Ashlee's navel.  Ashlee squirmed again sighing dreamily and
enjoying the teasing more with every soft and not so soft caress of tongue,
lips and teeth.  Her enjoyment only increased when Macy's small hands
reached up to knead Ashlee's soft bosom as her kisses continued to slowly
moved down Ashlee's body.

   When those downy soft kisses reached Ashlee's mound she couldn't help
but squirm even more.  Not just because their tender touch felt so
wonderful kissing her sensitive skin, but because of the anticipation she
felt knowing that soon they would reach her puffy, dewy lips and the
aroused, hooded nub of her clit.  Sure, she knew her lover well enough to
know that there would be some more teasing, but the closer Macy's lips got
to her center the more Ashlee couldn't help but anticipate the release she
knew her lover would provide her.

   Sure enough, when Macy's lips momentarily caressed Ashlee's sex it was
only for the briefest and lightest of touches.  Still, that slight,
fleeting contact was enough to send a shiver up Ashlee's spine.  The soft
stream of cool air blown directly on her clit that followed only served to
make that shiver even more powerful as a sharp quaking moan escaped
Ashlee's lips.  Ashlee heard her lover laugh lightly, but chose to ignore
it and instead she simply laid back and sighed dreamily as Macy's lips and
teeth teased her sensitive inner thighs.

   It was an exquisite feeling.  Macy's gentle and playful bites made
thoughts of Carrie vanish completely from Ashlee's mind.  Macy's soft lips
kissing and suckling Ashlee's soft skin was more than enough to make Ashlee
forget that they weren't the only two people in the world.  The way one of
Macy's hands softly caressed Ashlee's tummy and while the other held
Ashlee's legs open was more than enough to wipe away everything except the
moment which she and Macy were sharing right then and there.

   If Ashlee had been in a more rational mindset this would have of course
made her feel all the more guilty for what she'd done if only because it
was just too easy, but as Macy slowly kissed her way back to Ashlee's
center rational thinking wasn't exactly easy to come by.  No, all Ashlee
could think of was how much she loved the lovely little pixyish beauty
whose eyes were looking so sweetly into her own.  Ashlee just smiled back
at her already seemingly incapable of doing anything beyond that and
sighing as she waited for her lover's mouth to kiss her in the most
intimate manner possible.

   "I love you," Macy whispered so quietly that Ashlee barely heard her
even in the silence of their bedroom.  It took a second for Ashlee to
register the statement and then it took another long second before she
finally found the strength to repeat the sentiment with a smile a stroke of
her lover's hair.  Macy, of course, didn't mind the pause one little bit
and instead she just returned the smile before placing another soft kiss on
Ashlee's cleft as Ashlee sighed loudly and then groaned when Macy let it be
known that she was done teasing by sliding her tongue between Ashlee's
puffy lips to slowly explore the pink, wet sweetness between.  Ashlee
groaned again as Macy's tongue found its way to her clit and remained there
for a long moment.

   Of course, Macy's tongue didn't remain at Ashlee's clit forever.  The
teasing may have been over, but that hardly meant that Macy was in any
hurry to make her lover come.  She probably should have been considering
the fact that Ashlee only had another hour before practice and they both
still had to eat something besides each other and Macy would likely need
another shower before work, but she wasn't particular worried about any of
that and neither was Ashlee.  The future was simply not very important at
that moment or the moments that immediately followed as Macy allowed one of
her hands to spread open Ashlee's lips to allow her explorations more
freedom.

   Ashlee's reaction was instantaneous if not exactly ground breaking.  She
suddenly found herself completely incapable of keeping her eyes open long
enough to maintain any meaningful eye contact with Macy.  Again, Macy
didn't care.  In fact, she merely smiled automatically before fighting it
off so she could get back to lapping at her lover's juicy secretions and
suckling and nibbling at her engorged lips while still ignoring Ashlee's
button for the time being.

   For her part Ashlee didn't really care that Macy had yet to bring her
full attention to her clit.  The slow, patient oral explorations were more
than enough as she continued to sigh dreamily as her head rolled on the bed
almost mindlessly and her hands found their way to her own breasts then her
tummy and then back to her breasts just because it felt good to do so.

   Of course, she wasn't exactly disappointed when Macy's tongue flicked
her hood a couple of times nor was she was saddened when Macy started to so
more regularly and occasionally even allowed her lips to wrap themselves
around Ashlee's hooded nub.  She wasn't stupid after all.  The glorious
shock of pleasure that shot through her body every time Macy deemed
Ashlee's clit worthy of her attentions was almost beyond words even though
it did tend to make Ashlee utter a few choice, random curses despite
herself such as "Oh, Jesus fuck," and "Fucking shit," among others.

   This only became worse when Macy decided that play time was over and
brought the hand that had previously been busy keeping Ashlee's leg in
check to her lover's opening and inserted two thin fingers with an ease
that spoke to Ashlee's advanced state of arousal.  Ashlee cursed again and
let out a high pitched whine that turned into a gasp as Macy's lips once
again wrapped themselves around Ashlee's clit and suckled Ashlee there. 
Macy then used her agile tongue to flick out and trace random lines on the
sensitive flesh making Ashlee squirm and curse even more.  Ashlee's hands
now were no longer capable of doing anything besides grasping at her own
breasts and pinching the taut nipples that resided at their peaks in an
almost painful manner, but she did not care.  She couldn't.  She was too
busy realizing that she was once again on the verge of coming.

   Macy's fingers deftly explored Ashlee's depths, curling inside of her as
her mouth sucked and her tongue flicked at her clit until Ashlee found
herself stiffening automatically and holding her breath as she felt her
orgasm exploding inside of her.  It hadn't even been five minutes since
Macy had started to go down on her, but Ashlee didn't care.  Even if she
had whining would have been impossible at that particular moment in time.
Even after her need for oxygen had forced her to breathe again words
weren't exactly easy to come by especially since Macy was obvious
completely unwilling to settle for just one, measly little orgasm.  A stray
"Fucking," or two followed by random drawn out consonant and vowel sounds
was about all Ashlee managed to say as Macy probed and licked her through a
series of mind blowing, gut wrenching and life draining orgasms until
Ashlee nearly fell off of the bed before she barely managed to gain enough
control of her fall to simply, but not very gracefully, slide off the bed
into Macy's lap for a warm, wet kiss.

   Sadly, it proved to be an extremely well timed ending as Ashlee
discovered when she kissed her lover's ear and accidentally caught a
glimpse of the clock and realized that she had exactly thirty minutes to
clean up, get dressed and head on off to practice.  She cursed and then
Macy joined her because she had to do even more now that she was covered in
sweat and Ashlee's stickiness.  Still, they managed to kiss each other once
more before they both got up and Macy headed for the shower for a quick
rewashing while Ashlee quickly put on her practice clothes before heading
to their tiny kitchen to throw some more two day old pizza (at least she
hoped it was only two days old.  It had tasted kind of funny when she ate
it for breakfast, but, hey, she didn't feel any worse for wear, so
whatever) into the microwave before heading to the bathroom door to say
good bye to her lover.

   "Hey," Macy said just as Ashlee was about to close the door.

   "What?" Ashlee responded with a terseness that she couldn't quite hold
back.  She was, after all, still extremely tired and already likely to be
late.

   "You think you could maybe stop by my work for my 'lunch'?" Macy said,
obviously ignoring Ashlee's impatient tone as she made quotation marks with
her fingers and smiled knowing that Ashlee hated that.

   "Why?" Ashlee asked without thinking.

   "Umm, because I want you to?  Besides, I have an hour and after lunch
I'll be stocking so I was kinda hoping you could bring a joint or.,"

   "Tsk, tsk, naughty, naughty," Ashlee said with a smile as she wagged a
finger at Macy.  "What would your boss say?"

   "Honestly?  She'd probably say 'Pass that shit' but she isn't invited,
but, yeah.  will you?  I'll be your bestest friend.," Macy said in her
cutest, most annoying little girl voice.

   "Well, I.," Ashlee started, but stopped when for the first time since
coming home her thoughts found their way to Carrie and suddenly her heart
sank and she felt like dying.  At least, it did for a moment before she
simply shook her head, remembered Alex and their plans and said "Sure,
totally.  Just, uhh.  when?"

   "Shit, I have no idea.  It depends on how busy we are, but probably like
nine at the latest.  I could call you.  I mean, they really don't care if I
take a little longer than an hour, so as long as you aren't like halfway
across town it'll be cool."

   "Oh, I'm probably not doing anything after practice besides studying
with Alex," Ashlee replied, forcing a smile even as she silently questioned
her own ability to make sure that statement was true.

   "Why?  I figured you'd be going out with Carrie," Macy said as she
quickly rinsed off.

   "I don't think I'll be hanging out with her again for awhile," Ashlee
said as her smile faded slightly.  She hoped Macy wouldn't notice.  Luckily
Macy was at the time busy fumbling with the knobs of the shower trying to
turn it off without getting her hair wet while simultaneously reaching for
a towel and stepping out of the shower.  She wasn't doing too good of job
of it, so Ashlee ignored the part of her brain that was telling her that
she really needed to get to practice as she stepped all the way into the
bathroom to hand her lover the towel and suddenly found herself staring
into Macy's eyes and couldn't resist kissing her deeply once more.

   At first Macy was shocked, but she quickly got over it as she returned
the embrace wrapping her wet arms around Ashlee's back.  Still, she was
quite confused, and unlike Ashlee, more than a little aware of their mutual
need to get the hell out of their apartment so she quickly ended the kiss
saying "I love you too, baby.  Now get the hell out of here before they
bench you for being late again."

   "Yeah," Ashlee said sheepishly as she awkwardly released Macy and backed
out of the bathroom before pausing at the door to add "Just call me.  I'll
be waiting."

   "I will.  Just go!  I need to haul ass if I'm going to eat," Macy said
with an amused grin as she quickly dried herself.  Macy chuckled lightly to
herself as she watched Ashlee turn and walk out of bathroom as she inwardly
wondered where the hell that kiss had come from before quickly deciding she
didn't care.

   "Love you," Ashlee said poking her head back around the corner one more
time.  It was decision she instantly regretted when she inadvertently
nearly gave Macy a heart attack.

   "I love you, too.  Now fucking go to practice!" Macy replied quickly and
bit too aggressively before brushing off Ashlee's apology by adding "Just
go!  It's no big deal, you weirdo, but leave!  You're going to get your ass
chewed out if you don't."

   Ashlee finally left after that and another quick goodbye as she ran to
the kitchen to grab her lunch before running out the door.  She was, of
course, fully aware of how right Macy was about what would happen if she
was late for practice.  Still, she just couldn't help herself.  Sadly, that
last little flurry of 'I love you's' and the drawn out farewell hadn't just
been her love for Macy coming out in an awkwardly endearing fashion.  No,
there was a darker side to it that Ashlee didn't want to think about as she
jumped into her car and drove a tad bit too quickly to practice while
stuffing her face with pizza and more Red Bull and some water the whole way
there while secretly wishing she had been smart enough to eat earlier while
hoping to god that she didn't puke at practice.

   Luckily for her the next few hours of practice and the fact that all
that running and making herself concentrate on her drills, not puking and
listening to the coaches talk about strategy and what not was trying enough
on her sleep deprived mind to keep those dark thoughts at bay.  Still, the
fact that what had really driven her to kiss her friend and lover so softly
and passionately one last time hadn't been love so much as it had been a
sudden pang of guilt and a fear of being questioned about why she wouldn't
be hanging out with Carrie again didn't exactly make her feel like the
greatest girlfriend ever.

   Of course, as far as Ashlee was concerned now that she was wearing down
both mentally and physically after a long day and little sleep she really
shouldn't have felt like that anyway because she wasn't.  In fact, truth be
told, as she sweated and panted her way through practice that hot late
summer afternoon Ashlee was almost glad that her body hurt so much more
than usual.  A small part of her wished it could hurt even more now that
she was sober and incapable of finding an excuse for her behavior.  The
rest of her however really just wanted to get back to not thinking about
what she'd done the night before at all, so she didn't.

   At least, she tried very hard not to allow those feelings to resurface,
but it really couldn't be helped.  Even the weed she smoked with her friend
and teammate Alex and Alex's boyfriend Jesse after practice didn't stop
Ashlee's mind from wandering back to that night.  Hell, it almost made it
all worse as by 4:00pm Ashlee found herself unable to prevent her hand from
reaching for her phone every few minutes just to make sure that Carrie
hadn't called her even though Ashlee knew she wasn't going to.  Not even
Alex's oddly knowing gazes didn't keep Ashlee from obsessively flipping it
open just to make sure even though she had the ringer on and turned up loud
and it wasn't like the softly playing hippy music that Jesse insisted
Ashlee just had to listen to (despite the fact that she was more a punk
rock/indie/ hip hop kind of girl because Jesse was just that kind of guy
and Ashlee really wasn't in the mood to argue with him) wasn't even close
to being loud enough to drown it out.  Still, Ashlee kept checking her
phone until Jesse realized that it was time for his weekly World of
Warcraft geek fest and Alex reluctantly left with him giving Ashlee an odd
look as she platonically kissed her good bye and left Ashlee to stew in her
guilt and weakness all on her own.

   It would be hours before Macy would call and, honestly, beyond Alex
Ashlee didn't really have any friends she felt like hanging out with at the
moment.  Not that she didn't have friends.  No, she had plenty, but almost
all of them had actively warned her about Carrie and her intentions and a
few of them had even been more than a little miffed at her for her flippant
attitude.  Desi had taken it especially hard because, but she had her
reasons.  Others had simply treated like she was some kind of dumb kid for
even bothering to talk to Carrie.  Sure, Ashlee understood now, but at the
time it had just made her feel alienated and bitter and in the end it had
really just helped push her even closer to Carrie.

   No, that was too easy.  It wasn't their fault.  Sure, it would be nice
to think it was, but Ashlee just wasn't quite delusional enough to pull
that bit of self deception off.  No, the blame was hers and hers alone.

   Not even Carrie could really be blamed.  Even though she'd made sure to
get Ashlee good and drunk before she finally made her move Ashlee had been
the one who did the drinking, the one who willfully ignored her better
judgment and instead followed her lustful desires right into Carrie's bed.

   But whatever.  Ashlee really didn't want to think about it anymore. 
Sadly, time was passing slowly and nothing Ashlee did help stop her from
rehashing it all over and over again.  Not more weed, not television or
movies or even music helped clear her mind.  She eventually decided that
maybe keeping herself busy would work so she got up and did some dishes
then vacuumed and did other assorted housework for an hour trying to stop
her mind from going over it all again and again, but that only worked while
she was doing it and even then she still caught herself ruminating and
pouting more than once.

   It was maddening.  Even the nice, fat blunt she smoked by herself after
giving up on cleaning didn't help and she had a paper to write, but how
could write it with her mind constantly returning to her mistake the night
before?  It was driving her slowly insane.

   Just about the only relief she found was in the form of a long, hard
masturbation session followed by a long nap that managed to help clear her
head just enough to allow her to get started on her paper before Macy
called and she went out to see her and shared a nice, quiet forty five
minutes with her just sharing a joint and tuna sub before making out in the
safety and relative privacy of the far corner of the parking lot under a
tree and away from the many bright lights that bathed the parking in an
unearthly bluish glow.

   Sure, it might have been preferable to have made out before the tuna
sub, but neither of them cared all that much.  Macy even made an off color
joke about the taste of her lover's spit that made Ashlee roll her eyes and
groan in response before calling her an idiot and returning to the kiss. 
Sadly, it wasn't very long after that the alarm on Macy's phone went off
telling her it was time to return to work, but not before Macy warned her
lover to take a nice, long nap because Macy had every intention of
continuing when she got home.  Ashlee readily agreed even though she was
soon more worried about what she would do with herself in the meantime.

   Luckily that night she managed to get buy by repeating her earlier
formula of taking a couple of hits from her bowl, breaking out her laptop,
finding a nice, raunchy video of hot girls having sex with each other and
viciously attacking her poor, tired clit and pussy with her fingers (and
eventually her hairbrush) until she achieved a couple of nice, selfish
orgasms and then allowed herself to relax and fall asleep on the couch with
every intention of getting back to work on her paper as soon as she woke
again.  That didn't happen as the fullness of her fatigue finally managed
to overtake her.  Instead of sleeping an hour or two like she planned she
ended up sleeping until Macy arrived home late that night (or very early
the next morning if one wanted to get technical).

   "Wake up, sleepyhead," Ashlee heard her lover's sweet, soft voice say as
she slipped back into consciousness and felt Macy's hand softly brushing
back her hair as her lips gently kissed her forehead much like she had done
that morning.  This time, though, Ashlee couldn't help but groan out her
frustration at being awoken until Macy said "Hush, grumpy, or I'll let you
sleep and borrow your laptop and finish watching this naughty little video
you were watching."

   "What?" Ashlee found herself saying in a soft, gravelly voice as she
rubbed her eyes and looked into her lover's beautiful smiling face.  Her
sleepy voiced question obviously amused Macy enough to make her laugh as
she kissed Ashlee's forehead one more time.

   "I love how grumpy you are when you wake up," Macy said, still chuckling
lightly before turning Ashlee's laptop on the coffee table and clicking on
the mouse-pad causing Ashlee's computer to start moaning.  Ashlee honestly
and truly had no idea what was going for a full five seconds until she woke
up enough to look at the computer screen and realized it was the last thing
she'd been watching before she fell asleep.

   "Snoopy," Ashlee said as she tried to reach for her laptop to stop the
video, but Macy was quicker and she was sitting up so she playfully slapped
Ashlee's hand away and pushed the table away with her foot as Ashlee cursed
her.

   "Shut up," Macy said and then laughed before adding "You know you like
it."

   "I do not," Ashlee replied defiantly trying not to sound too amused by
the teasing.  She was, of course, very amused but she didn't want Macy to
know that.  It would have spoiled the fun.

   "Really?  Well, your hairbrush seems to be disagreeing with you," Macy
said as she held up Ashlee's hairbrush and sniffed the handle.  "Hmm, for
some reason that smells familiar."

   "Pervert," Ashlee said as she made another ill fated, half-hearted
attempt to stop her lover before giving up when Macy simply held the brush
over her head with one hand and Ashlee down with the other until she
stopped struggling.

   "Who you calling a pervert, you hairbrush molesting porn watcher?" Macy
said as she leaned down and kissed Ashlee on the lips before saying "Is
that why you want to get a strap-on?"

   "What?" Ashlee asked confused again until Macy glanced at the computer
again and Ashlee allowed her eyes to follow and realized both what Macy was
getting at and just how tired she truly was as she said "Well, no, but. 
yeah."

   "Hmmm, I gotta admit: it does look intriguing.  The only thing I don't
get is what exactly the girl wearing it gets out of it.  I mean besides the
pleasure of making another girl come and nice view," Macy said as she
continued to watch the scene unfold on the computer for a few seconds
before returning her gaze to Ashlee as if expecting an answer from her.

   "Well, you know they make ones that like go inside both girls and
stuff.," Ashlee said quietly suddenly feeling slightly uncomfortable about
giving out too many details regarding the true nature of her sudden
interest in strap-ons, but still intrigued by the idea that Macy seemed
even vaguely interested in the concept.  Luckily, Macy just smiled
curiously for a second before glancing back at the computer and saying "You
know, I gotta admit that I was more than a little blah about the whole idea
when you brought it up earlier, but I'm kinda getting a bit intrigued.  I
mean, it might be fun to fuck your pretty little pussy with my nice hard
dick every once in awhile."

   "Really?" Ashlee said as she smiled at both the thought and the feel of
her lover's hand softly caressing her belly.

   "Really," Macy said as she leaned down and kissed Ashlee warmly on the
lips and then added as she sat back up and reached over to close the laptop
"Besides, sometimes a girls tongue gets tired and this afternoon I think I
maybe even cramped a finger.  It'd be nice to have something else around so
I don't wear them out."

   "Pfft," Ashlee came back "Whatever.  If you didn't spend so much time
trying to tease me.,"

   "Trying?" Macy said she shifted on the couch and turned her body until
she was fully facing her lover before lying down next to her."You trying to
hurt my feelings?  I never try to tease you, baby.  I just do it and you
love it."

   "Mmm, most of the time," Ashlee responded as she scooted over to make
room for Macy until they were both laying on their sides facing each other
as they naturally fell into another kiss.

   "Most of the time?" Macy said her voice now considerably softer as she
spoke between kisses.  She was about to speak again when Ashlee's hands
found their way past the bottom of her shirt and kept right on going until
Ashlee's soft hands were cupping Macy's small breasts and skillfully
pinching Macy's already fairly aroused nipples between her fingers.  The
aggressive move served to completely stall any attempts from Macy to
continue her playful banter.  Ashlee couldn't help but laugh at this before
feeling herself being pulled into another kiss by Macy's deceptively strong
embrace.

   "Yes, most of the time," Ashlee said when she finally managed to catch
her breath and separate from her lover.  She then quickly removed her hands
from under Macy's shirt and rolled her lover onto her back before Macy
could even think to protest.  Ashlee then made it clear that she intended
to remove the shirt by pulling it over her lover's head as Macy laughed,
but did nothing to help Ashlee until Ashlee said "Stop giggling and let me
make you naked!"

   "Ugh, fine!" Macy said as she lifted her arms and raised her back just
enough to let Ashlee relieve her of her sheet, but she couldn't stop
laughing as she said "What has got into you lately?"

   "Nothing," Ashlee said with a smirk as she laid herself down on Macy's
thin, soft body then kissed her forehead gently before adding more
sincerely "I've just missed you lately."

   "What are you talking about?  We see each other every day," Macy said
then returned the gesture by kissing Ashlee's nose.

   "Yeah, but we never get to be with each other anymore," Ashlee said.

   "Oh, you mean you've been horny?  This afternoon wasn't enough for you?"
Macy said, smiling playfully and kissing her lover more passionately this
time and wrapping her arms around Ashlee to pull her tightly to her body.

   "No, not nearly," Ashlee said as she took a breath.

   "Well, you could always sleep with one of your soccer girls if you
really wanted to," Macy said then attempted to kiss Ashlee again, but found
Ashlee pulling away with an odd look on her face.

   "You shouldn't tease like that," Ashlee said trying hard to smile once
she noticed Macy's odd expression in response to her own.  Apparently she
pulled it off and it worked well enough to distract Macy from the question
that Ashlee briefly saw forming behind those beautiful eyes that were now
returning Ashlee's smile.

   "Who said I was teasing?" Macy said and the smile became a smirk as
Ashlee found herself momentarily confused as to what to do next.  A part of
her wanted to take Macy seriously just as an out for own actions, but
another part of her refused to believe that Macy wasn't just kidding as she
often did just because she found it funny.  A smaller part of her mind
briefly realized that it didn't matter either way, but soon the entire
chorus was silenced by Macy's hand finding its way to the back of Ashlee's
head to pull her into another kiss.

   This kiss, however, wasn't as playful as the others.  This kiss was far
more serious, far more passionate and unlikely to break apart for any
teasing or other silliness.  In fact, their lips barely separated at all
until Macy's hands began tugging at Ashlee's t-shirt to quickly yank it off
and again when Macy's fingers skillfully unclasped Ashlee's bra moments
later.  Both times the girls instantly fell back into their embrace as
their hands softly pawed at each other's smooth, supple flesh as they
kissed each other and took joy in the feel of each other's tongue gently
sliding and playing against their own.

   It wouldn't be until Ashlee playfully bit Macy's bottom lip as Macy's
hands found their way past the waist band of Ashlee's pants that the kiss
proper broke again.  Even then, however, they didn't return to their
conversation and instead they both just started kissing, biting and sucking
something besides the other's lips and tongue while their hands busied
themselves unbuttoning buttons, undoing belts and unzipping zippers until
they were both able to remove the other's pants leaving Ashlee in nothing
but her panties and Macy in not much more beyond her socks and an anklet.
They would have removed all that as well, but the need to feel the other's
body pressed tightly against their skin drew them both in before they could
manage to find the strength.

   It didn't matter.  They too would find their way onto the floor when the
time came.  For the time being, however, Ashlee and Macy were far too busy
nibbling on each other's shoulders as they each allowed one of their thighs
to slide between the other's legs to press against the warmth there at
their centers.  What came next was only natural as both girls began to
slowly roll their hips against the other's thigh as they had both done so
many times before.  Not to come, really, though they gladly would if that's
what ended up occurring.  No, it was more like a warm up to more intense
pleasures to come.

   Of course, just because it wasn't meant to be the main course it did not
mean that Ashlee or Macy weren't enjoying it.  Far from it.  In fact, if
one had been privileged enough to witness the act in person you would have
been hard pressed to come up with a reason to say it wasn't one of the most
beautiful things you'd ever witnessed as the two young women slowly ground
their panty clad crotches against the other's body while panting softly
against whatever bit of flesh they were currently kissing.  Occasionally,
the girls even found themselves losing perspective for a moment as they
increased the pace of their thrusting, but a loving whisper into their ear
from their lover would help to calm them for a moment as they struggled to
return to their foreplay.

   At least, that was how it worked for awhile, but Ashlee and Macy were
only human.  They couldn't remain on the edge forever no matter how good it
felt to just lay there on the couch pressed tightly together kissing and
pawing at each other's body.  This was especially true for Ashlee who soon
found her earlier aggression building back up inside of her.  After twenty
full minutes of feeling Macy's warm, wet pussy pressed against her leg and
Macy's small, hard and beautiful nipples gently scraping against her own
she simply couldn't think of a reason not to move on to something just a
tad bit more gratifying as she allowed her kisses to slowly trail downwards
to her lover's perfect, little breasts.

   Sadly this meant that there would be no more grinding, but aside from a
brief whimper from Macy she didn't really complain.  Of course, this was
because as Ashlee kissed her way down to the valley between Macy's two
perfect, pert little mounds Ashlee also managed to maneuver herself until
she was on her knees leaning over as she straddled one of Macy's thighs,
her left arm balancing her leaving her right hand free to softly caress her
lover's pussy through her underwear.  Not aggressively of course.  Ashlee
wanted to save that for later, so she only used the lightest of touches on
her lover's sex as she reached the center of her chest with her lips and
slowly began to kiss her way towards Macy's left nipple to softly tease it
with a feather light caress of her lips and warm breath and nothing more.

   "Now who's teasing?" Macy said in a soft whisper, but Ashlee hushed her
and prevented her from complaining by taking her nipple between her teeth
for a little tug before giving it a taste of her tongue.  "That's better."
Macy said as she laid back her head for a moment to take in the pleasure
and then sighed as Ashlee repeated the move on her other nipple while
Ashlee's fingers traced the line of Macy's slit through her panties.  She
sighed again and then squirmed with something like a squeal escaping from
her as those naughty fingers found her clit to give it a little circular
rub as Ashlee sucked and nibbled her nipple with a bit more force then
she'd yet applied.

   "God, I love it when you squeal like that," Ashlee said before biting
her lover's breast just below her nipple then heading off to the other soft
mound to play there.

   "And I.  oh, fuck.I love it when you.  shit...  ," Macy said as Ashlee's
finger's once again teased her clit and Ashlee laughed a little as she
easily fought off the urge to make an obvious joke and instead just kept on
subtly ramping up her lover's pleasure by sliding her hand past the waist
band of her panties to cup her warm, wet sex directly.

   "Mmm, somebody has a wet, little pussy," Ashlee said and then laughed
again as she cut off any response from her lover with another loving bite
combined with a gentle rubbing of Macy's cunt before adding "I think you
might even be ready for my fingers.  What do you think?"

   "Oh, fuck yeah," was all Macy could manage to say as Ashlee again teased
her just in time to cut off anything more.  Not that that was the only
reason she inserted the tip of her index finger into her lover.  No, it was
just a fun little extra just like the frustrated groan she elicited moments
later when she removed the tip of her finger and the satisfied sigh that
followed her putting it back in.

   Ashlee was almost tempted to do it again, but the pleading look she saw
in her lover's eyes when Macy craned her neck to look at her made her
change her mind almost instantly.  She wasn't cruel, after all.  Besides,
who could resist such a soft, seductive look from such a beautiful woman?
Ashlee certainly couldn't.  In fact, she couldn't even resist the sudden
urge she felt to kiss those soft, pouting lips as she allowed her finger to
slide deep into her lover's sex and quickly allowed another finger to join
the first as Macy sighed into her mouth and squirmed under her touch.

   Perhaps it really shouldn't have been all that surprising, but as
Ashlee's fingers curled inside of her lover and she allowed her palm to rub
against Macy's engorged clit Ashlee could tell that she was already on the
cusp of orgasm.  Still, Ashlee was a bit shocked when Macy confirmed her
suspicions by chanting "Gonna cum," a handful of times between kisses until
she grunted and forced her hips up with enough force to nearly knock Ashlee
off her task.  It wasn't a bad surprise, though.  No, if anything, it made
Ashlee feel almost superhuman despite the fact that it was hardly
unprecedented.

   As Macy's hips bucked again and her back stiffened and straightened
reflexively Ashlee was a bit too busy trying to keep her fingers at work to
indulge in any prideful feelings.  Even when she felt Macy's pussy begin to
spasm around her fingers just as she decided it was pointless to try to
rejoin the kiss and instead took to nibbling on one of her lover's turgid
little nipples Ashlee refused to dwell on her feelings of strength as she
listened to Macy's ragged panting and enjoyed the feeling of Macy's
normally gentle fingers entangling themselves in her hair as if grabbing
for a rope to keep herself from drowning.

   No, this moment was Macy's, not Ashlee's and Ashlee meant to keep it
that way.  In fact, Ashlee had every intention of extending it.  Once her
lover had relaxed enough to collapse back onto the couch Ashlee took
advantage of her obvious satisfaction to quickly relieve Macy of her
panties before Macy was even fully aware of the fact that Ashlee had moved.
By the time Macy was aware all she managed to do was crane her neck to look
at her lover just as Ashlee got down on her knees next to the couch and
pulled on Macy's legs and urged Macy to place them on her shoulders as she
leaned in to give that lovely, pink pussy a very deep and intimate kiss.

   "Oh, god I fucking love you," Macy said with a deep sigh as she leaned
back involuntarily when Ashlee's tongue found her clit.  She leaned back up
almost instantly and tried her best to hold herself up with one bent arm as
her other arm reached out to softly caress Ashlee's soft hair and beautiful
face.

   "You are so pretty when you're eating me," Macy said in a soft, shaky
whisper and then sighed sharply again as Ashlee thanked her for the
compliment by taking Macy's nubbin between her pursed lips for a little
suckle and a flick of her strong tongue.  Macy then attempted to verbally
express her love for Ashlee once more, but she was quickly cut off by
Ashlee's fingers returning to their home inside of her.  Apparently
undaunted, she appeared to try to speak once again only to find the Ashlee
still wasn't in the mood to tease as she stopped playing with her lover's
clit and instead attacked it with a loving ferocity as Macy's elbow gave
way causing her to collapse back onto the sofa.

   "Fuck, Ashlee," Macy finally managed to say as Ashlee's tongue traced
random patterns against her clit and Ashlee's fingers pumped and curled
inside of her.  Ashlee forced herself not to smile and refused to respond.
Instead she simply redoubled her efforts to make Macy come again.

   Macy's grip on her hair tightened and for a moment Ashlee thought she
was almost there, but she was wrong.  No, Macy's grip tightened only
because she was busy twisting her body on the sofa so she could watch her
lover without having to rely on the strength of her shaky arms.  Ashlee
couldn't help but think that Macy looked exceptionally cute at that moment
despite that fact that she was coming close to ripping out some of Ashlee's
hair.  It was worth it though just to see her pretty face contorting so
beautifully as she tried to keep her eyes locked on Ashlee's despite the
brain melting pleasure Ashlee was giving her.

   Ashlee couldn't help but reach out her free hand to briefly stroke her
lover's face only to find Macy instantly bringing her hand to her mouth to
suck on her fingers.  This beautiful vision was just about the hottest
thing Ashlee could ever imagine existing in the history of the world and it
served to urge Ashlee on even more.  Sadly, to do that she was forced to
retrieve her hand from Macy's mouth, but Macy didn't seem to mind.  In
fact, she almost seemed to read Ashlee's mind as she actively guided
Ashlee's hand to the exact spot Ashlee had intended it to go in the first
place: Macy's right breast where Ashlee's now spit dampened fingers
instantly went to work pinching and rolling Macy's nipple as Macy once
again neared completion.
"So good, Ashlee," Ashlee heard Macy say in a soft voice as her eyes
closed and her body went limp with blissful relaxation as Macy allowed
Ashlee to push her ever closer to the edge.  Macy then said it again even
more softly and then probably said it few more times, but by the third
repetition it was barely more than an incoherent mumble.  Soon even that
ceased as Macy got closer and closer to the end.  Instead Macy just sighed
dreamily for a few moments until her hips, which had never truly been
still, began to once again hump against Ashlee's mouth and fingers and her
sighing ceased and was replaced by ragged gasps for air between long held
breathes until Ashlee let go of her lover's breast and placed it on her
belly to steady her just enough to allow Ashlee to keep licking and sucking
with minimal risk of accidentally biting Macy's now thoroughly over

stimulated clit.

   Of course, it didn't shock Ashlee one little bit when the hand she'd
placed on her lover's soft tummy was quickly joined by both of Macy's
before the one that had pulling her hair decided to return to its task. 
The other, however, gladly remained to clasp at Ashlee's hand in an almost
painful manner.  Again, though, Ashlee didn't care.  Feeling her lover's
need in such a direct fashion only made Ashlee that much more eager to make
her come as Macy did mere seconds later.

   Sadly, Ashlee was almost disappointed with the results as this time Macy
almost seemed sedate compared to her earlier orgasm.  It was beautiful to
see her stiffen and squirm as she stuttered and sputtered out a series of
shaky moans while her pussy quivered and quaked around Ashlee's fingers,
but Ashlee wanted to make her weak, she wanted to make her scream and shake
even more than she had the first time.  Sure, she knew that Macy was likely
extremely tired and more than satisfied, but she didn't care.  She wanted
what she wanted and was determined to take it even as Macy briefly achieved
full awareness and said "Oh, baby.  Please stop.  too sensitive," Ashlee
just ignored her and kept right on fingering and licking Macy's wonderfully
wet and swollen pussy until Macy was left with no choice but to acquiesce
to her wishes and come not once but twice more in quick, shaking and
screaming succession.

   By the time Ashlee was satisfied Macy could do little more than breathe
as she struggled to retain consciousness.  Macy was only half aware that
Ashlee had got up off of her knees and leaned across her until felt
Ashlee's body pressing against right before she kissed her deeply while
feeding Macy her own sticky, sweet secretions off of her fingers.  Macy
lapped them up gladly as she wrapped her arms around her lover and softly
caressed her smooth back and still panty covered bottom.  Mostly, however,
she just laid there and enjoyed her afterglow and the feel of Ashlee's body
resting upon her own until Ashlee broke the kiss, stood up and held out her
hand as she said "Come on.  I think it's time we went to bed."

   "I don't think I can, baby," Macy protested even as she reached out to
take the hand offered her, but didn't even try to pull herself up as she
said "I think you broke me.  I'm fucking wore out."

   "Ahh, poor baby," Ashlee said and then she kissed Macy's hand before
saying "You need me to carry you?"

   "Would you?" Macy replied jokingly.

   "Hmm, maybe, but why don't you try walking first.  I wouldn't want to
throw my back before this weekend," Ashlee teased.

   "You calling me fat?" Macy said as she struggled off of her back and
onto her feet with Ashlee's help.

   "Please, I'm calling myself weak.  Only a fool would call your bony ass
fat," Ashlee said, still obviously teasing as she reached out and slapped
the beautiful, small, but hardly bony butt she'd just spoken of.

   "Pfft, don't be jealous," Macy said as she pulled Ashlee to her for one
more kiss before heading off to bed.

   "I'm not jealous.  I'm just mean," Ashlee said when the brief kiss
broke. "C'mon.  We really need to go to bed."

   So off they went to bed, but not to sleep as Macy quickly discovered
when she playfully responded to Ashlee's renewed advances by saying that
she was too tired to even think of going on or reciprocating.  Ashlee
responded "That's okay, baby.  I don't mind."

   "Ashlee.  you're terrible," Macy said with a little laugh that quickly
became a sigh when Ashlee's hand began to softly caress her belly before
heading a little lower in a very unambiguous fashion to softly finger
Macy's cunt once more as Macy tried her best to beg her off even as Ashlee
made it obvious that she had no intention of listening.

   "No, I really wasn't kidding, baby.  You don't.  Fuck.  You really.  Oh,
God," Macy said half heartedly as Ashlee laid next to her kissing her
softly on her face, ears, neck and whatever else drew her lips in while her
fingers found Macy's clit and made it clear that she wasn't teasing.  Macy,
however, kept right on protesting as best she could until Ashlee put her
lips to Macy's ear and said "Hush Baby," before teasingly tonguing that
same beautiful ear as Macy squirmed and sighed dreamily and instantly
stopped talking.

   Of course that was hardly the end of Macy's fight.  It was just the end
of her attempts to speak as well as the end of feigning a lack of interest
in continuing their lovemaking.  She did, however, have other means of
taking control as Ashlee discovered when Macy's hand found its way between
Ashlee's thighs and for a moment Ashlee almost felt like giving in as
Macy's gentle fingers softly caressed her crease.

   God, it felt so good, but Ashlee's will was strong.  Still, it took it a
moment to assert itself by lightly slapping her lover's hand away while
whispering into Macy's ear saying "No, Baby.  Not tonight," before kissing
her open, pouty mouth.

   For a moment Macy gave in and instead seemed content just to let Ashlee
please her, but it didn't last forever.  No, once again Ashlee felt Macy's
fingers sliding up her inner thigh.  When they reached her pussy Ashlee was
again tempted to let them stay, but once again she slowly found the
strength to reach over and slap her lover's hand playfully as she chided
her before getting back to her task as soon as Macy seemed to give in.

   For a time Ashlee was allowed to play with her lover as she pleased
before she felt Macy's hand once again reaching over to join her.  This
time however when those long, lithe fingers reached for and easily found
her warm, wet center Ashlee strength failed her.  She simply couldn't bring
herself to slap Macy's hand away again.  She wanted to and she even tried
but as she reached to slap her away Macy's hand Macy's fingers slipped
inside of her and her thumb found Ashlee's clit.  In that moment Ashlee
lost herself as she squirmed and groaned loudly into her lover's ear.  The
game of giving without taking was over just like that.

   For a time Ashlee was so lost she couldn't even find the strength of
purpose to return her hand to lover's pussy.  Luckily a soft chuckle from
her lover and the words "Now who's in charge?" helped change that.  It was
a challenge that she just couldn't let pass as her fingers quickly found
their way back to her lover's pussy to turn that haughty laugh into a
strained sigh to match the one she uttered almost simultaneously as Macy's
fingers curled inside her.

   After that there was no more teasing, no more slapping hands and no more
denying that both of them needed this just as badly as the other.  Instead
they both just rolled on their sides facing each other for a moment trying
to make it easier to kiss and fondle before Macy, tired as Ashlee knew she
was, took the initiative and pushed Ashlee onto her back and quickly turned
to face the other end of the bed.  Ashlee didn't need a road map as she
automatically scooted herself over and allowed her lover to lie on top of
her so they could finger and lick each other to their heart's content.

   It was glorious.  For the next fifteen minutes both girls were lost in a
blur of warm, wet pussy, soft thighs, agile tongues, skillful fingers and
exquisite pleasure as the two lovers devoured each other ravenously as they
made each other come again and again until the neither of them could take
another orgasm.  Oh, they tried, but after Macy's fifth or six or seventh
she simply had to roll away from Ashlee as she panted "Stop, stop.  Oh, it
hurts.  I think it's broken.  I think you broke my pussy."

   "You always say that," Ashlee laughed as she rolled over and made to
kiss her lover's belly.

   "No!  Seriously!  Stop it!" Macy said as she pushed Ashlee away.

   "Oh, stop.  I was just kissing your pretty belly, you dork," Ashlee said
still laughing as Macy chose to trust her and let her go ahead and kiss
her.

   "Now that's better, but I think you'd better stop anyway," Macy said,
still panting even as her voice softened.

   "Why?  I like your belly.  It's so cute," Ashlee said truthfully.

   "Thank you.  You're belly is also exceptionally beautiful, but you're
turning me on and I really, really don't think my pussy could take it right
now.  Oh, and it's like five in the fucking morning and I.  and you. 
really need to go to fucking bed or class is going to be a waste of fucking
time," Macy said seriously before adding "And I really need to pee."

   "Spoil sport," Ashlee said teasingly as Macy rolled away from her, got
up and hobbled to the bathroom before adding a little bit more loudly since
Macy was already in the bathroom with the cheap overly loud fan/ light "You
thirsty?"

   "Yes!  Yes I am!" Macy yelled back through the din.

   "Well, then be a doll and get us something to drink before you come back
to bed," Ashlee said with a smile followed by a light laugh when Macy
predictably yelled back "Lazy-ass." Ashlee rightly took that as a yes as
she straightened the covers that their lovemaking had thrown into a
disarray before pulling them over her naked body and laying back on her
pillow as Macy came back into the bedroom with a bottle of water from the
fridge which she greedily sucked down on her own as Ashlee protested saying
"Hey!  I said for us, greedy."

   "Oh, shut up," Macy said as she finished It off and then threw a bottle
on to the bed next to Ashlee that she'd hidden behind her back as she said
"You're welcome, lazy."

   "And thank you, you teasing bitch," Ashlee said as she opened her bottle
and took a few small sips.  Macy placed her empty bottle on the bed stand
before getting in under the covers and cuddled up next to Ashlee who
jokingly said "Hey, I'm drinking here!"

   "Then drink with your other hand.  I wanna cuddle," Macy said before
kissing Ashlee's shoulder as Ashlee felt her arm slide under her back
before Macy's head came to rest on her breast.  Despite her protests Ashlee
lifted her own arm to accommodate Macy as she finished her water and
enjoyed the feel of Macy's finger absent mindedly toying with her navel
until Ashlee was done replenishing her precious bodily fluids and slid down
to lay next to her lover and kissed her on the lips softly saying "I love
you, baby."

   "I love you, baby," Macy came back in a sleepy voice followed by a deep
yawn.  The yawn was contagious as was the sleepiness of her lover who was
quickly breathing softly and quietly as her head rested on Ashlee's
shoulder.  Ashlee, of course, didn't mind one little bit.  It just felt
good to have her lover by her side once more.

   It was comforting to know Macy wouldn't be pulling away as desire to
sleep began to overtake Ashlee as well.  No, she'd be there at Ashlee's
side until the end of the world or until the alarm rudely woke them up come
morning.  Either way, Ashlee was content and at peace as her eyelids grew
heavy and sleep began to overtake her as well.

   As she let her mind drift into peaceful unconsciousness Ashlee was too
at peace with herself to even realize that she didn't even feel guilty
anymore.  There were no thoughts of Carrie or anything else besides the
warm, soft, beautiful and loving woman who was now snoring softly against
her breast.  Sadly, it was a feeling that wouldn't last long, but while it
did Ashlee would be safe from the doubts and fears that had allowed her to
betray the sweet, angelic soul that felt so very, very good in her arms as
she drifted off into a dreamless, easy sleep.