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Her Name Was Angela
Date: 5/12/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: mandycandi, Rating: 12, Source: LushStories
rejuvenating sleep the woman had ever known. When Nancy finally awoke, the room was filled with sunshine but Angela was not there. Glancing out the window, Nancy could see that there wasn't a cloud in the sky. Sitting up slowly, Nancy felt like a completely new woman. She felt empowered, vibrant, strong, and healthy and most of all: Free. As she stretched, the delectable aroma of frying bacon and eggs, toast and coffee drifted into her nostrils and made her mouth water. Springing up out of bed with the energy of a high school cheerleader, Nancy immediately spotted her clothes of yesterday now washed, pressed and folded neatly atop Angela's chest of drawers. Her denim jacket too, was clean, pressed and hanging on a hanger from the brass hardware on one of the drawers. Her tennis shoes waited on the floor and they too were spic and span clean. Nancy quickly dressed, ran a brush through her hair and went out to the living room to find her beautiful little angel looking absolutely radiant as she stood cooking breakfast at the stove wearing a pair of gray sweat pants and a faded Texas Longhorns T-shirt. "Well good afternoon sleepy head,” Angela said exuberantly; her smile beaming. “It's afternoon?” Nancy asked. "Yep. It's just after one. You hungry my love?" "Starving." "Now why am I'm not surprised. Coffee?" "Please." Angela poured a cup of coffee and brought it around the counter to Nancy who then immediately set it down and snatched Angela into her arms. "What? No good ...