Chapter 16

Laura could barely walk for two days. Going to the bathroom was an ordeal. She called in sick at work and spent most of the time in bed, reliving the experience in her mind and trying to ignore the after effects on her body.

Well, I guess I know what a gangbang is like now, anyway, she thought. It couldn't be much worse with five or six guys. Those two are like a small battalion. But at least no one can accuse me of being a lesbian. I came both times. Then I let them come all over me, in my mouth, on my boobs.

Even though it had been horrific, she could still get aroused thinking back on it. They really tried to kill me with fucking, didn't they? she thought in amazement. She almost couldn't believe she had been through it. And yet the purpose of it all had not been achieved.

On the third day, with her body beginning to heal, her thoughts began to linger again obsessively on Rina. And the almost unbearable heartache returned. The physical aches paled before the wrenching pain of knowing she would never hold the girl again, never kiss her, never embrace her while the two of them shuddered in white-hot ecstacies.

And so, that evening just before dinner time, when the doorbell rang, she had no expectations. She answered it expecting nothing in particular. She didn't even comb her hair, and just pulled on an old threadbare bathrobe. And who should be standing there but Rina.

Laura couldn't help grinning wanly. "This is getting to be a habit with you, isn't it," she said weakly.

"You look like shit," Rina said.

There was long, uncomfortable pause.

"Well, shall we just stand here trading compliments, or do you want to come in?" Laura said, poker-faced.

Rina came in without answering. She turned and faced Laura.

"I'm not kidding. You look like shit. What happened to you?"

Laura tried to brush it off. "Oh... nothing. I had a little workout, you might say."

"Want to tell me about it?"

"You wouldn't be interested."

They went into the livingroom. Rina was wearing her work outfit, a tight, short red skirt that showed off her perfect, glossy legs, and a creamy silk blouse that hung loosely around her jutting breasts. She crossed her fantastic legs. Laura tried not to want her.

"Try me," she said, leaning forward.

"Before I do, tell me why you're here," Laura said softly.

She recalled the last time and didn't want to get her hopes up, even though butterflies were stirring in her stomach.

Now Rina got shy. She looked down, twisted her fingers. She crossed and uncrossed her legs. Laura could feel her cunt getting wet in spite of herself.

"I... didn't want to just leave it the way we... left it," Rina whispered. She looked up, her eyes murky with ambiguities. "Know what I mean?"

"Yes," Laura nodded. "I know. I didn't want to leave it that way either."

"You really hurt me," Rina said softly.

The hurt shone in her eyes.

"I'm sorry. I can't explain it. We were friends before you."

Rina looked away. "I know," she said, almost inaudibly. "It killed me. I hated you. I came over to... oh, you know. To... love with you."

"You can say it."

"You know what I mean."

"To fuck with me?"

Rina nodded slowly, still embarrassed and excited at the same time by acknowledging it out loud.

"Only it's more than that. At least with me. More than I feel with any dude, anyway."

"For me too," Laura said. "More than with her. Or any guy."

"Really?"

Big tears were rolling down Rina's cheeks now. Laura couldn't control herself any longer. She got up from her chair and went over to sit down next to Rina on the sofa. She put her arm around Rina's shoulders and drew the beautiful girl's head down on her own shoulder.

"I thought I'd never see you again," Laura said, choking back tears herself.

"And you look so bad," Rina wept softly. "You look like a biker gang had you."

"Close," Laura chuckled wryly.

Rina lifted her head and looked hard and Laura with her wet eyes. "Tell me."

"Oh... after I left your place, I dropped by the apartment of a guy I know. His brother was there. One thing led to another."

Rina's face expressed her shock. "Both of them?"

Laura nodded. "At the same time. Twice."

"Twice? You mean they did you in the pussy and your..."

"Then they traded places and did it again."

"Girl, I hope their things weren't big."

Laura's eyes glistened. She smiled. "Biggest ones I ever saw. Or felt. I thought they were going to kill me."

"Why didn't you try to leave?"

"I was trying to do something that would make me forget about you," Laura confessed.

Rina shook her head. "I'll bet that'd make you forget about anything."

"Actually, I was so sore that I didn't think about you for a few hours. But then it came back."

Her eyes pleaded with Rina. Kiss me. Stick your tongue in my mouth. Let me undress you, let me fuck you. Please.

"My poor Laura," Rina said softly, her tone of voice making Laura nearly swoon with need.

Rina's face came close to hers, and in a second they were kissing, a long, aching, tender kiss. Then they took turns kissing each other's tears, then pressed their mouths together heatedly again. Finally, Rina broke away. She sat back.

"No... no, we can't," she said. "I mean... I want to do something special."

"I want to do something special to you," Laura said under her breath.

"No. I've got to tell you something. Laura, I want to give you something. Because of the way I feel. And because I was so... cold to you. To make it up to you. I want to make love to you. But I've thought it over. I'm not a lesbian. I don't want you to touch me. I can't do that any more. But I want to give it to you, this one last time."

Laura was shocked and stunned. She heard Rina's words and tried to make sense of them. Her boyfriend's talked her into this, she thought. It was all she could think.

"Rina--"

"No. I know what you're going to say. Don't."

"But Rina."

"Don't." Tears were starting up in the beautiful girl's eyes once again. "Because I have very strong feelings for you. And I... shouldn't."

"But if you do..."

"That's why this is the last time. I want to make love to you. I want to give it to you. So you'll remember me."

"I could never forget you."

"So I want you to promise not to touch me," Rina said, her eyes shiny and wet. "Okay?"

It was all so charmingly innocent and weird that Laura couldn't do anything but nod. This wonderful girl! Did she really think this up by herself? That she can fuck me and give me an orgasm and then everything will be all right and we'll never see each other again?