Brings Déjà vu to Reality
By H.G. Hunt
The door slamming shut jarred them to their senses.
The surprised girls looked up to see Wanda staring at them
with the most shocking look of surprise and disbelief that
one might imagine. She could only evaluate what she could
see and from her vantage point it looked like her two best
friends were simply having a hell of a time with lesbian sex
(which they were of course). But she couldn’t have imagined
the prelude and the intensity of feelings that had brought
Lisa and Jean to this point.
Needless to say the girls, so surprised, and embarrassed,
stopped their progression towards sexual fulfillment and
sheepishly rolled apart, having been caught so blatantly
with their pants down. Neither girl wanted to tell the truth
about what had happened, so their spur-of-the-moment mumbles
to explain weren’t very convincing. Wanda was flabbergasted,
and distraught. She cried as Jean and Lisa put their clothes
back on. The silence was eerie as Jean readied herself to
leave. She did manage to whisper in Lisa’s ear before she
left “This is not over.” Lisa’s response, “Count on it,”
came back swift and solid, though quiet.
Ironically, considering the cause of the fight, it turned
out that Wanda had very recently begun making plans to
transfer to another school and had been ready to share the
news that afternoon. She actually waited a day to tell her
two girl friends, due to the awkwardness of her
intervention. The plans to move off-campus with Jean were
off and Jean would have to find another roommate. Lisa
wouldn’t have had the benefit of Wanda as a roommate next
year either way. In hindsight the friction between the two
girls was over nothing substantial (at least as events
played out), but the friction between them and stimulation
it had produced had become very real. Both girls meant what
they had whispered to each other. Both girls also had
discovered something else; the power of lesbian lust within
the context of a confrontation. The seeds had been planted.
They would be slow to germinate, but such seeds are very
hardy and when planted in good places, are likely
(destined?) to produce a bounty sooner or later. Jean and
Lisa turned out to be such “good places.”
The semester came to a close and the girls parted ways.
Lisa, having second thoughts about her career path, also
decided to transfer to another college with a better nursing
program and she never saw Jean again.
TO BE CONTINUED