1. Rachel and Sami


    Date: 10/12/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: leggielibby, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    There was something different about the house. It was obvious as soon as I walked in the door. The atmosphere was heavy, oppressive. You know that old expression of being able to cut it with a knife? Well, this was it. My mum came out of the kitchen, looking flushed and upset. “It's Uncle Robert, he’s been in an accident,” she said, her voice breaking as she walked toward me. Taking me in her arms, she explained how he had fallen whilst ridge walking with a party of tourists near where he lived and had been killed. Uncle Robert, or Robbie as we all knew him, was not a real uncle but my father’s best friend from his days in the army. They had become very close, friendship forged under fire, the sort of friendship that endures. The loss hit us all. He and my father had spoken often, although his visits had become fewer as the demands of work and family life had grown. As arrangements were being made for the funeral service my parents called me to sit with them. They needed to talk to me. Apparently my father and Uncle Robbie had agreed that if anything happened to one of them, the surviving friend would look after the other’s family to whatever extent was required. Robbie had a daughter, Samantha, just a few weeks younger than me. Her mother had died shortly after she was born and she had been raised by Uncle Robbie. They had lived a secluded life on the edge of a National Park where Robbie had been a guide. Theirs had been a “Green” lifestyle long before it had become ...
    fashionable; home schooling and being at one with nature. I had always loved our visits there. I loved the freedom, the wildness of the park and her company as we roamed in the countryside together. Samantha needed a home and my father intended to honour his promise to his friend but they needed to know that I would be okay with this. I looked at my father, his sorrow and anxiety obvious across his face and gave my unconditional blessing. Sam and I had always got along and these days I was busy with college so it would be fine. For the next week it was upheaval on a major scale. My parents decided to swap bedrooms with me. Samantha and I would have their double sized room in the extension and they would move into my room, which had originally been the master bedroom. New furniture was delivered; beds, wardrobes, desks. Dad spent the week painting and assembling with military precision. At the week’s end my new bedroom gleamed, subtle pink with white trim. It was an L shape, so there was a bed for me with side table, wardrobe etc at one end of the room and a duplicate set for Samantha at the opposite end. In the middle there was a seating area with a couch and TV. There was even a freestanding wooden screen that would give us a greater privacy if required. The big day arrived and my parents went to collect Samantha from the elderly aunt she had been staying with. I stayed at home, not wanting to overwhelm her with change. A few hours later they all returned, my parents looking ...
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