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Date: 7/10/2017, Categories: Lesbian, Author: mandycandi, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

with that breathtaking smile filling her lips. “Hi baby,” She whispered. “Hi,” I whispered back. “Have you been awake long?” “Oh, for a little while I guess.” “And what have you been doing?” “Just watching you sleep.” “Exciting, huh.” “No. But absolutely beautiful.” Deanna leaned down and kissed me so softly on the lips as I reached up and caressed her cheek. “Deanna,” I began. “Do you think my Mom was really trying to set us up? That she hoped that something like this what happen between us?" “I honestly don’t know baby,” Deanna replied. “But what I do know is that from the very instant I first saw you, I wanted you more than I’ve ever wanted anyone in my life.” “Really,” I managed; choking on tears. “And I knew that you wanted me the moment you came back from your first trip to the ladies room. After you’d fixed your hair and put on your make-up and doused yourself in perfume.” Deanna said as she caressed my face. “You took my breath away.” “You took mine away first.” We fell into a beautiful, and I mean indescribably beautiful kiss. A true lover’s kiss. I have no idea how ... long it lasted. All I know is that I could taste Deanna’s very soul. Eventually, we came up for air and gazed at each other. “What time is it?” I asked. “It’s almost four-thirty,” Deanna told me. “In the afternoon?” “Yup.” “Well, my sleeping schedule is all shot to hell now,” I murmured. “Oh well, at least I’ve got the next week to get it back on track.” “What do you mean?” “I don’t have to go back to school or to work for a week. Spring Break.” “Really,” Deanna said rather mischievously. “What a coincidence. I myself am on a week’s vacation as well.” “Really,” I answered playfully. “So what do you say, we get ourselves dressed and head over to my place. I’ll cook us some dinner; and then maybe we can take another shower. And at my place, we won’t have to worry about anyone else coming home. Ever!” “Then maybe I should pack a bag.” “Baby, you won’t even need the clothes you wear, let alone anything you might pack.” And with that, we slipped out of my bed and hurriedly got dressed. And if only I could’ve even begun to imagine just what an amazing week lie ahead of me. Thanks, Mom.