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Lauren Gisal Part 18A
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Lauren Gisal
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by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual
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Chapter 18a
Thursday 6th August
Her mother had been taking extra interest in both her children during
the summer vacation, pleased to see the way they were developing as
young adults, constantly on the watch however for any untoward
signs of drink or drugs. She had been put on her mettle by their
neighbour, Celestine Renzer, who had experienced the growing pains
of similarly aged children relatively recently - not of her own children
she had hastened to add - and was therefore able to offer some
depressing anecdotes.
It was during one of these lectures that they had been invited round to
a barbecue the following weekend. Mr. and Mrs. Renzer had moved
in only recently, and due to school commitments and other social
duties, the families had been able to exchange only the most cursory
of pleasantries. Mrs. Renzer had insisted that the children should use
their pool whenever they wished - although there was a fundamental
understanding that this was not expected to be taken up.
Once again, on Thursday morning Lauren was delighted when Jim
rang her, and asked her if she would like to go up into the mountains
one day, maybe have lunch at one of the mountain restaurants that
were accessible by cable car. She promised to call him back after she
had had a talk with her mother. She knew full well that she would not
really mind, as long as it was daylight and that she knew where they
were going.
"Why don't you ask him to meet you here? Then I can see him and
get to know him as well?" suggested her mother.
"Oh Mum, do I have to?"
"No, you don't have to. I just thought he might like to see where you
live and know a little more about you.
"Well, I'll see. When?"
"Anytime. Ask him if he would like to come to lunch tomorrow. Then
you could both go off for the afternoon and have tea somewhere".
Lauren went back into the lounge and asked him if this was allright.
He readily agreed, saying that he would really like to know where she
lived and looked forward to meeting her parents, a reaction that
Lauren found surprising.
"He said OK."
"Tomorrow?"
"Yeah, about midday"
Lauren went into bustle-mode, running round the house, ironing
clothes and tidying her bedroom, an activity that her mother found
amusing in itself.
That night, as Lauren lay in bed and looked through her bedroom
window at the moon shining between the mountains, she tried to
visualise how the next day might be. She ran through the
introductions she would perform after meeting him at the bus stop,
where they could go to have lunch, and what they might do together
during the afternoon. Her ideal afternoon would be alone with him,
talking about his friends and finding out about his home and family.
Perhaps they would walk up the road to the tracks into the mountains,
even take a cable car to one of the restaurants as her mother had
suggested.
As her dreams grew increasingly elaborate so they became more
romantic. Her lips revealed a gentle smile as she pulled the sheet up
to her chin, turning onto her side to stare out at the giant white circle
in the black sky. She thought back to their last meeting, and how they
had made love on the floor of the studio. In hindsight, she found it
difficult to understand how she could have done it when she had only
known him for a few hours. They hadn't even bothered with mild
petting or any of the other foreplay that was the staple diet of school
gossip. She recalled his size. She was sure that Jim was bigger than
Mike, but also considered each occasion as a separate experience that
maybe wasn't meant to be compared.
Her thoughts moved on to Kristal and Nikki. Then back to the school
showers and the chewing gum, with Nikki's wonderful help. All this
experience in the past few weeks! And before that, she had thought
that nobody would ever want to kiss her, let alone make love to her.
In fact, she thought, before the shower incident, all she had ever
done, apart from playing with herself, was to compare her breasts
with Nikki's the year before. While Nikki may have won on size,
both their nipples worked well, and Lauren was still convinced that
hers had the nicer shape. As her hands undid the buttons of her
pyjama tops, she realised that her parents would thrash her senseless
if they ever found out. She pushed the material to the sides, feeling
the sheet run against her nipples. She brought her right hand out to
rub them through the sheet, wondering what it would be like to spend
the night, a whole night, with Jim, waking up in his arms and feeling
his cock poking in her back as all boys do in the morning. The
nipples hardened, causing tingling sensations to run through her
breasts as she rolled onto her back, her left hand exploring the elastic
in the waistband of her pyjama trousers. Using the left hand gave her
the feeling that someone else was there, exploring, desperate to
ravage her body and carry her off into the night.
End of Chapter 18a
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