Lesbian Love: Virgins and Cheerleaders (8 page)

“Jesus, Sarah, you don’t say. You’re looking at the death of Katie Ginsberg?”

“Yep, I am. I had to move schools anyway and when her dad found out I was coming here he asked me look around and see what I could find out.”

I spent some time outlining what I was looking for.

“Julia, this is all highly confidential, can I rely on you to keep quiet about it?”

She nodded. “Of course you can, I’d like to help you if I could, is there anything I can do?

I asked her to keep her eyes open for anything drug related in the school, especially if it led back to Phillips or Zelinski. When I’d finished explaining I felt as if a load was off my mind, I had an ally that was not part of the Matt Phillips party group. Much as I loved Alexis and was close to the other cheerleaders, I couldn’t rely on them to do anything that would threaten their parties with the virtually unlimited supply of drugs. Even as I thought it, I was reminded of Alexis fucking me while I held the vibrator in my cunt, then put coke under my nose and took me out beyond the stars.

“Are you ok, Sarah, you looked as if something was bothering you?”

“I’m fine, thanks.” Bloody hell, was I that obvious?

On Saturday I fixed up to take Gale to the gay bar. I’d never been to one before myself, but I did have, yeah, admit it, Sarah, some experience of lesbian sex. The cab picked me up and dropped me off outside the building, called Hom. Gale was waiting for me dressed in a decent floral dress, she looked fine but it was not something I would have worn to an exotic place like this. She took one look at me and her jaw dropped.

“Sarah? Christ, that’s a different look.”

I grinned. “Yeah, I thought it might turn a few heads.”

I’d bought myself a leather hobble skirt in glossy black that tapered down to my knees. Fishnet stockings, high heeled boots and a sheer silk blouse that was virtually see through. And there was plenty to see, I’d deliberately left my bra off and the shape of my nipples stood out prominently and clearly under the blouse. A studded collar was fastened around my neck and I’d made my makeup especially garish, dark red lipstick, hair plastered flat on my head with gel and eyes ringed with thick mascara so that they looked twice their normal size. I was wearing my cropped leather jacket over the blouse and carrying a tiny, Gucci purse in black patent leather.

We went into the club, found a table and ordered drinks. Gale was looking around with an expression of awe on her face, she could hardly believe what she was seeing. Men with men, women with women, laughing, chatting, drinking, kissing, groping, dancing, I had to admit it was bizarre.

“Have you ever seen anything like this before?” she asked me with an excited look.

I shook my head, but of course it wasn’t quite true. I’d experienced something rather more erotic than anything in this room under the school showers on several occasions, but some things were best kept quiet. Almost straight away a girl hit on me, asking me to dance and I told her I was with Gale.

“Sarah, there’s no need, I’m much older than you. You look hot, you’re going to get lots of people asking you to dance so go ahead, I’ll be fine.”

I said ok, but before I could say anything further another girl came and asked me to dance. As I was getting up she was undressing me with her eyes, it was quite an experience. She held me tight to her on the dance floor and as the music went on, caressed me all over, my tits, my neck and dropping her hands down to my crotch, I guess she could feel my hot arousal even through the leather of my skirt. She told me her name was Gina and she wanted to fuck me, what did I think?

“Thanks Gina, I’m touched. Literally,” I grinned. “But not right now, I need to get back to my friend. Maybe next time.”

She nodded and I went back to Gale, who was still awestruck by the girl almost undressing me on the dance floor.

“What did she want?” she asked. “I saw her talking to you.”

“She wanted to fuck me, Gale. I said maybe later.”

She opened her mouth wide. “Oh, my God, really?”

“Sure, why not. What did you think this place was, a convent?”

She smiled. “I guess not. I think of you these days in that ditzy little uniform, the tartan miniskirt and the cheerleading dress and it doesn’t fit with the way you look tonight.”

There was a roll of drums that interrupted her and we looked at the stage.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, for educational purposes only, a lesson in the gentle art of massage.”

We looked up, Gale was slightly disappointed. “That doesn’t sound very erotic.”

I laughed. “Wait for it.”

A girl came on the stage carrying a huge dildo shaped vibrator. She was licking it and then she sucked it, paying homage to its fascinating eroticism. The room was still. She held it up and looked at the audience, licking her lips and smiling, a secret, knowing smile. Slowly, she lifted the hem of her short skirt. Gale gasped, the girl on the stage she wasn’t wearing any panties of course, as I’d expected. She held the hem of her skirt up in one hand and with the other brought the vibrator down and pointed at her vagina. Then she pushed it in, slowly, exaggerating every step, twisting it to push it in more easily, then finally its vast length had all but disappeared inside her. I looked down, Gale was gripping my arm in unconscious fascination with what she was doing.

Then she started to fuck herself, slowly at first, pushing the dildo in and out of her cunt. The microphone was switched on and we could hear her breathing clearly, then a small moan as the device touched something sensitive. She started to fuck herself faster, there was an urgency now, she was moaning, panting, we could hear every sound over the speakers. I looked down, Gale had her other hand under the hem of her own dress and was moving it rhythmically, she couldn’t help herself. Faster and faster went the girl, faster and faster went Gale, they were both moaning with ecstasy overcome by the power of their masturbation, the groaning became louder, then a shriek echoed around the bar and the woman writhed and moaned with the power of her climax, beside me Gale had come too, her moans and wails almost in synchronization with the ones coming from the stage. Both women’s eyes were closed tightly as they savored the release of sexual tension, then they flicked open. There was a roar of applause and the woman went off stage. Gale realized only then what she’d done and flushed scarlet. “Oh my God, Sarah, I can’t believe it. Oh Christ, in public.”

I smiled to try and make her feel at ease. “You and a few more, don’t worry about it.”

“Yeah, but, oh dear. Have you ever done anything like that?”

“Me? Yep, sure. It’s better with one in the ass at the same time, though.”

Her eyes widened again. “No, surely you haven’t? Oh, dear.”

“Gale, you need a girl friend, someone to show you how the world works.”

“But, I don’t know, what if...”

“What if nothing. If a girl asks you to dance, go with it and see how things develop. You never know, you could meet someone nice.”

Within minutes I was dancing again, when I came back to the table Gale had gone and I could see she was up dancing with a tasty looking girl of about her own age, around thirty. They seemed to be all over each other too, good. Then Alexis came into the club with Patrick. They saw me at once and came over, we hugged and kissed. Alexis and I held hands, I was with my lover.

“Sarah, what are you doing in here?” she said.

I told her about Gale and me bringing her here so that she could explore the lesbian scene.

“You look great,” she said. “Totally gorgeous, are you going totally dyke then?”

“Not yet, Alexis, but maybe I could be persuaded, I don’t know.”

She gave me a soft kiss that sent shivers down me. “Anything I can do to help you along the way, you let me know.”

I looked her in the eyes. “You’ve already done a lot, Alexis.”

“Anything you didn’t like?”

I shook my head. “Nothing.”

We danced and I was in heaven. Sometime later, Gale told me that she and her new friend, Jeanne, were leaving to go home.

“I’m pleased, you have a good time.”

“You too, Sarah. She’s gorgeous,” she said, referring to Alexis.

“I know, she is lovely but don’t get any ideas, it’s a schoolgirl crush, nothing more.”

“That’s how I started out,” Jeanne said. “I still haven’t got over it.”

We danced for the rest of the evening. I was terribly conscious that the job was coming to a climax and when it ended, that would be the end of things with Alexis when she found out I was really twenty two. I was tempted to tell her, but I knew instinctively that it would throw the switch that turned off our relationship.

Patrick joined us later with his boyfriend, James.

“We thought it would look better if there were two guys and two girls together, at least we could explain it away,” he said with a laugh.

Alexis gave him a surprised glance. “In here? How the fuck would you explain this place away?”

We looked around the bar, it had filled up quite a bit more. Guys dancing with guys, girls with girls, exotic clothes, leather, rubber, PVC, cross dressers, pretty girls with size eleven shoes, tough looking guys with size four shoes. Bikers with studs and chains, lipstick lesbians with exquisite cocktail dresses and makeup that was crafted to perfection. We all laughed like crazy, nope, explaining anything away here was a lost cause.

When we came out of the bar I suggested that Alexis come to my apartment.

“Mom and Dad are away this weekend so I’ve got it to myself.”

“That’d be great,” she said.

I’d prepared for this in case I met up with her and could invite her home. I’d cleared away my single girl junk and managed to make it look a bit more Momsy and domesticated. As soon as we were through the door we fell on each other with a deep hunger. We ripped off each others’ clothes, just like at the party and greedily stroked and licked the other’s body. We went into my bedroom, I had a selection of toys ready and we chose a double dildo so that Alexis could fuck me and herself at the same time. She pushed it into her cunt and moved towards me, I took the other end and guided it into myself. Then she started screwing me, we were both totally lost in each other, sighing with pleasure at the nearness of each other, the intimacy. I smelt her musk, the spicy, rich girl scent of her and it drove me crazy. Her eyes flicked open as I rammed the dildo deeper inside me which made it go deeper inside her.

“Steady on, cowboy, you’re really hot tonight.”

I didn’t answer, just sucked at her lips, her tongue, then felt her breasts and lowered my head to chew softly on her nipples. She groaned and arched her back and I felt her push harder against me, her hands holding my hips tightly desperately trying to reach further and further inside. We were screaming, perspiration pouring off us, the young girl scent of sex was overpowering, we were dizzy, transported and yes, we came, both of us, gasping and screaming to an incredible climax. We clutched each other and squirmed, holding each other’s bodies as we strung out the peak until the last possible moment. Then we relaxed. I leaned forward and kissed her.

“Alexis, my darling, that was awesome.”

She opened her eyes and smiled. “I’m not letting you go just yet, tiger. Stay with it, that was just the warm up.

Chapter Nine

Alexis stayed all night and we made love twice more. In the morning she dressed and we had breakfast, then she got a cab home. Our parting kiss and caress was very long, the cab driver started to blip the gas to remind her that he was waiting. I spent Sunday clearing my apartment and catching up with my homework, it was time to think of my next move. I had a new cellphone that Morgan had sent around together with a range of electronic gizmos that he assured me would protect me if I got into trouble. On Monday I put on my school uniform, something of a change from the outrageous outfit I’d worn to the gay bar. I adjusted my miniskirt, buttoned my blouse and double checked my hair and makeup, I’d fastened ribbons in my hair this morning to pretty it all up a little. It was time to go and finish with these bastards once and for all. I caught sight of myself in the mirror, I looked like one of those dinky little Japanese schoolgirls in the Manga stories that go out and slaughter the bad guys. Exactly, Sarah-San. I put on my raincoat, picked up my backpack and left for school.

I met up with Julia and we went into class together.

“Have you seen anything useful, anything that might lead to the people who killed Katie?” I asked her.

She shook her head. “Sorry, I’ve been looking around, but nothing yet. I did have one possibility, I don’t want to say anything now in case it goes nowhere, but I’ll let you know later if it looks any good. It could be a large stash of drugs or it could be innocent janitor’s supplies, so I need to check.”

The teacher arrived and we started on the daily grind of generally below-par lessons, punctuated by schoolgirl gossip. Afterwards we went into the cafeteria where Alexis and the other cheerleaders were drinking mineral water.

“You’re not with us today?” Alexis asked. They were all wearing their ditzy cheerleading dresses.

I nodded. “Yep, I’ll be along this afternoon, my dress is in my locker, I’ve got a few things to do first.”

She gave Julia a sour look. “Julia, you ok?”

She nodded, gave a frosty glance and moved away from the girls.

“I’ll catch up with you later, Alexis, I’m sorting out some work with Julia.”

“Yeah, knock yourself out.”

I grinned. “Knock her out too?” She laughed.

I rejoined Julia and went on to our next class, we got there early so that I could help her catch up with some of her work.

“Give me a minute, I need to get something,” she said as she got up.

I nodded and went back over my own work. She seemed to be taking a long time and I began to get anxious, hoping that she hadn’t put her head somewhere it wasn’t wanted. Like a drugs lab. Then she reappeared, she looked excited.

“I’ve got it, Sarah, a stash of chemicals just where I thought I’d seen them before. There’s an account book there too and some documents. Do you want to take a look? I’m worried it may not be there if they realize it’s not too well hidden and move it somewhere else.”