Chapter 2
As Millie and Samantha left the police station side by side, the brown-haired girl turned and said, "Was that true? Did the captain really want to eat your pussy?"
The black-haired girl turned to the other ex-policewoman and said, "For all I know that could be true. Did you see the reaction on her face when I accused her of it?
"The one thing I know is that she was horrified by my accusation. It seems that straight women...all women seem to be scared of lesbianism. They think it's a disease that they can catch simply by being around lesbians."
"I never much thought about it," Millie said as she walked along slowly.
"Think of it this way. If being around lesbians can turn a girl into a lesbian, then...Well, I've been around heterosexual people all my life and that hasn't turned me into a heterosexual woman! I still don't desire men even after having that drummed into my head every time that I turned on a radio or saw a television program or looked in a book in school! They all glorify the same thing and yet...."
"What is it?" Millie asked, touching her new friend's arm.
"Here I am, out of a job, and I'm talking about philosophy."
"I don't know what I'm going to do now," Millie said.
"We know judo and karate. We are excellent with guns. What the hell can we do now. There just isn't demand for women who can do cop work, even on police forces."
"Well, I've got enough money to last me for a little while. But, even so, I need some sort of job."
"I'll tell you the one thing that I want out of my next job. I want to be able to have a job where I can tell people that I'm a lesbian. I don't mean that I want to take a neon sign on a blimp to fly over the city. I just mean that I won't be scared of people finding out."
"In that case," Millie said with a laugh. "There's one thing for sure about your next job."
"What's that?" Samantha asked, stopping and leaning against a building.
"It won't be in the town of Bakersfield!" Millie said and then they both laughed.
But Samantha stopped laughing suddenly as she looked at the sky and then back at her friend and said, "How much money do you have, Millie?"
"Why? Why do you want to know?" Millie asked, feeling a little uncomfortable with the question.
"I'll put it to you straight!" Samantha said. "I've had this dream. It might be a crazy dream, but then again it might be the right time for it. I don't have any money to my name. I was counting on next week's paycheck to pay my tent for the month.
"And to put this thing together will require some effort and enough money in advance to get it off the ground. I think that should be about six-thousand bucks."
"What is it? What sort of dream?" Millie-said.
"All of these things that we're trained in make us excellent for any sort of police work. Why can't the two of us open up a private detective agency?"
Millie tilted her head and said, "Women in a private detective agency?"
"Not just women!" Samantha announced. "We'll let the world know that we're lesbians."
"What sort of business can we do-who would come to a place like...."
"Don't you see?" Samantha asked. "There must be all sorts of problems that involve lesbians. If we go to a big city like Los Angeles or San Francisco, then we can really make it."
Millie clutched onto the other girl's arm as she said, "Let's do it, Sam!"
There was a knock on the door that disturbed Samantha from her recollections of the past. She went to the door and saw the police lieutenant standing there.
"Branigan?" she said to the man who was standing there, flashing his badge. "To what do I owe the honor of this visit?"
The man, with his hat still on, sauntered into the room and said, "Where were you an hour ago?"
"What is this?" Samantha snapped as she spun around to face the man.
"I want to know where you were an hour ago, Sam!" the man said, putting his hands in his pockets.
"How about reading me my rights?" the girl asked, putting her hands on her hips.
"If you just cooperate with me, there won't be any suspicion on you and I won't have to read you any rights because we'll clear this whole thing up."
"That's what I like about you, Branigan. You have such an obtuse way of making things clear."
"Millie Alquist was shot an hour ago," the man said in a flat tone.
Samantha fell back toward a chair as she said, "Dead?"
"Right through the heart at a very close range," the policeman said.
"Oh, shit," Samantha said as she ran her hands over her eyes. Then she composed herself and said, "Where is she? Where did it happen?"
"It was around a .back alley of the Frisco Hotel. What was she doing there? Who was she trailing?"
"A character named Thursby. Some woman who was in town."
"And why was she trailing Thursby?" the lieutenant asked.
"I don't have any information on the Case.
Millie handled that completely."
Branigan said, "You know that's bullshit! Come on and cooperate with us, Samantha. If you don't, you might find yourself as the prime suspect in the case."
"Prime suspect!" she cried out. "What sort of shit is this?"
"Isn't it true that you and Millie had some romantic difficulties?"
"There was never anything romantic between us, you big ass hole! We were business partners."
"Come on, Samantha! Everyone around town has been talking about the way she's been sulking ever since...."
"You straight guys figure that if two women are both lesbians, they must be making it with each other. Well, I don't accuse you of fuckin' every broad you see. Even though I know that you really want to fuck every broad you see!"
"Okay, Samantha," Lieutenant Branigan snapped. "But, you'd better be ready for us to come back."
The beautiful, black-haired girl felt a cold sweat on her brow as she thought about the sudden death of the beautiful girl who was her partner.
She went to the bar and took a drink of straight bourbon. Then she turned toward the door as she said to herself, "This is a tough business and a tough town."
But, as she was about to leave her apartment, preparing to go to the Hotel Frisco so that she could look for Thursby or for the beautiful Bridget Shaunessey, there was another knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Samantha asked in a low voice that was prepared for danger.
"Please, let me in! It's important!" she cried out in a voice that rang like a bell.
Samantha looked out the door with the chain lock attached and then she opened the latch and let her guest in, quickly closing the door again.
"Did anyone see you come up here?" Samantha asked, nervously.
"I saw that man coming into your apartment as I was coming up the stairs. I figured that he was a policeman and so I hid down on the lower floor until I saw him leaving."
"You must tell me what's going on, Miss Shaunessey!" Samantha demanded.
Bridget hid her face in her hands and said, "I don't know anymore what's happening."
"How did Millie get killed?" Samantha asked.
"It was all so...sudden. It all happened so...fast. Thursby...."
"That Thursby woman killed Millie?"
Samantha snapped, quickly.
Bridget nodded her head and then Samantha continued, "And what about your sister?"
"I have no sister!" Bridget cried out and turned away.
But, Samantha grabbed the girl and pulled her around so that they were facing as the dark-haired girl snapped, "Don't you understand? A woman has been killed! I need to know everything! Why did you want Millie to follow Thursby?"
"Thursby was...my lover! She's insanely jealous and she wouldn't let me go. So, I wanted to have a tough woman who could be with me. I wanted a woman who would scare Thursby away and could protect me from Thursby. I knew that she carried a gun."
The black-haired girl was still holding onto the redhead as she said, 'Then why did you come in and give us that story about your sister? Why didn't you tell us this?"
"I was afraid! I was scared that my lesbianism could be used against me and I didn't know yet whether or not I could trust you or Miss Alquist!"
"Why the hell do you think we set up an agency that was run by lesbians for lesbians?"
"I'm so confused!" Bridget cried out, tears streaming down her beautifully freckled cheeks. "And now Millie is...she's dead. And
I feel...."
When the girl broke down in tears, Samantha pressed her close to her body. The black-haired girl mumbled, "It's a rough business. Millie knew that when she went into it."
Bridget's lips slid across Samantha's neck as she said, "Hold me tight."
Samantha could feel the heat that was going all along the front of her body. She was so close to the girl that she could feel every beat of the other girl's heart and she could feel every breath that the other girl took.
Bridget began to move backwards, very slowly. She slid herself down to the couch and as she lowered herself onto the couch, Samantha followed.
Soon, the two girls were in a comfortable position, with Samantha pressing down onto Bridget's body. The younger girl was reaching up and running her hand around the black-eyed beauties breasts. Then she looked up as if she were waiting to be kissed.
And the girl didn't have to wait very long for the kiss that she was seeking. The warm and passionate lips of the black-haired beauty came down and rested on hers for a moment.
Then she was being squeezed by the pressure of the other lips against hers. There was a hot and wet tongue that was pushing down against her lips.
Bridget's lips parted under the pressure of the tongue and then they permitted the tongue to enter the confines of her mouth. Samantha slid her tongue along the row of perfectly even white teeth and then she pushed forward.
The redheaded girl understood that new pressure and her teeth opened to admit the dark-haired beauty's tongue. As soon as the tongues met, there was an electric shock between the girls.
Their tongues were sliding around, one on top of the other, just as if they were caught up in a wrestling match. One tongue would push the other one down and then the other tongue would slide up along the slide and get on top of the first tongue, reversing positions.
In that snake-like and sensuous fashion, the two tongues joined together and enjoyed the soothing contact that they were having with each other.
Then Bridget pushed her tongue forward into the other girl's mouth. Their tongues were soon going back and forth from one mouth to the other. As they did that they both enjoyed the taste of each other. There were times when they could not tell which mouth was which.
Both of them tasted very sweet and feminine and delicious. It was a pleasure that they were sharing together that was something like loving their own mirror images.
Samantha very slowly began to pull on Bridget's clothes. She worked the buttons open, one at a time, and then she pulled the blouse away to reveal the beautifully rounded young breasts. All the time that she was doing that, she continued to kiss the girl.
Bridget seemed to ease her body back into the cushions of the couch as she permitted herself to be kissed. That was the best phrase for what happened. The redheaded girl permitted herself to be kissed. She left herself open for the kiss.
In a moment, Samantha's hands were working on Bridget's skirt and peeling the fabric from the beautifully rounded hips and the long, elegant legs.
Samantha shivered with anticipation as she ran her hands over the fabric of the other girl's panties. She reached into the clinging elastic waistband of the panties and she began to work them down from the rounded hips that were holding them in place.
Then she revealed the first glimpses of the wispy pussy hairs that fringed the cunt. As she continued to tug on the delicate fabric of the pink panties, she revealed the entire patch of blonde cunt hairs and then she actually revealed the pussy slit.
As her fingers were pulling at the panties, the backs of her fingers brushed lightly over the moist flesh of the cunt lips. Then she managed to work the panties down the girl's legs.
Finally, Bridget was naked and Samantha was rubbing her body on top of the body of the beautiful redheaded girl. Bridget was creaming from the feeling of the fabric that was sliding against her naked form and against her pussy lips.
Then, Samantha got up on her knees on the couch and began to quickly strip off her clothes. She pulled her blouse off and then she pulled off her skirt and her panties. There was no teasing with this strip. She just wanted to be naked with the redheaded girl as quickly as possible.
"C-can I stay the night?" Bridget asked, her eyes wide with the question.
"Sure, kid," Samantha said, pressing the girl to her body.
She helped Bridget to her feet and then the two of them started to go into the other room. When they got to the bed, Bridget climbed in quickly and pulled the blanket over her naked body.
"Why did you do that? Don't you know that I love to look at your naked body?"
"I'm a sensuous person," she explained with a purr in her voice. "I like to cuddle up in the blanket"
Samantha climbed under the blankets as well and she pressed her body against the luscious young body. The two women were intertwined with no space between them.
Then the black-haired beauty rolled on top of the other girl and pressed her body down against Bridget's body. She began to kiss Bridget all over the face. It wasn't only the redhead's lips that were her goal. She was kissing Bridget's eyes and her nose.
As this continued, Samantha's lips kept on moving lower and lower down on the other girl's body. Bridget arched her neck back as she felt the smooth and sweet tongue that was sliding down her long and elegant neck.
She then felt the tongue moving down to her collarbone and she could feel the moist mouth muscle outlining her collarbone as it slid across toward her cleavage.
Then the tongue moved down to Bridget's tits. It flicked lightly at the nipples and as it did so the bits of pink flesh got firmer and larger.
Under the gently erotic massage of the tongue, the tits kept on getting long and hard with little erections of their own. Once the nipples were completely erect, Samantha clasped her teeth around one of them and began to grind her teeth back and forth.
Her upper teeth were going to the right and her lower teeth were going to the left as she massaged the younger girl's firm pink nipple with her sharp teeth.
Then her teeth actually pressed down on the tit and began to pull hard against it. Bridget almost cried out as she felt her nipple being tugged by the hard and harsh teeth.
She turned her head to the side with the erotic stimulation that was rushing through her. Just as she was about to cry out to tell Samantha that she could not stand any more of the contact with her teeth, the teeth pulled away.
Bridget did not know what to expect next from the sexual dynamo who was giving her such wonderful oral stimulation. Samantha kept her lips an inch away from the girl's tit and she started to blow a breeze of cool air against the moistened flesh.
Since the nipple was already wet from the oral attentions that Samantha had been giving it, the air that was blowing around the nipple was very chilling.
Then the girl who was lying on her back and having her tit flesh teased so mercilessly, tried to arch her body up so that she could stuff her boob in the other girl's mouth. But, she could not. Samantha knew what to expect and she managed to keep her pursed lips always an inch away from the excited flesh.
By that time, the redheaded beauty was groaning in agony. She didn't know which was worse, the biting that she had endured earlier, or the gentle breeze of air that was tickling her and exciting the flesh into little goose bumps.
Just when Bridget was at the breaking point once again, Samantha pressed her lips down against Bridget's nipple and she sucked on it hard and long.
The nipple was between the woman's lips, but she was not using her teeth on the delicate flesh, this time. She was sliding her tongue around the pink tit as she sucked in her cheeks. The wonderful suction of her mouth was doing wild things to Bridget's body.
When Samantha finally started to slide her tongue down the middle of Bridget's belly, leaving her nipples behind as she moved toward her cunt, the redheaded girl realized that she had perspiration standing out on her brow.
She blinked as she said, "I've never been with anyone who could do...You're amazing!"
"I know that, sweetheart!" the black-haired girl said as she darted her tongue out of her mouth and slammed it into the girl's belly button.
She was turning it around and around in the belly button and it was forcing Bridget to squirm around in reaction to the contact. Then Samantha began to flick her tongue in and out of the little indentation in the other girl's belly.
After another moment of that, when she realized that Bridget was holding her breath in anticipation of the sexual delights that she desired, the dark-haired beauty moved her lips lower.
Samantha's lips came to the patch of reddish pussy hairs. She grasped some of the hairs in her lips, carefully covering her teeth with her lips, and pulled.
The hairs tugged up a little bit and the skin that was attached to the hair follicles was pulled up as well. Then the hairs slipped through her moist lips.
Bridget was wriggling on the bed and her legs were moving back and forth like a scissor that was snapping open and shut. Samantha could tell that the girl was wild with passion.
Then Samantha moved her lips down to the cunt lips and she slid her mouth over the moist and wrinkled opening. She could feel the moisture that was already there on the pussy lips, having drooled out of the opening in the girl's excited body.
Samantha thrust her tongue from her mouth and slid it up along one side of the pussy and then down along the other side of the pussy.
Her tongue moved to the tight and moist area of flesh that was behind the cunt slit and she was able to flick the moisture from there.
Finally, the girl pushed her tongue into Bridget's cunt slit. She flicked her tongue around and moved it from side to side in the hot cunt.
Spreading the pussy with her fingers, the girl was flicking her tongue around the rim of the cunt slit. She knew that the most sensitive bit of the young girl's pussy was the part that was just inside of her cunt lips.
Although deep thrusting could be wonderful when a man would be fucking the cunt, Bridget appreciated the attention that Samantha was paying to the delicate flesh at her pussy lips.
Then Samantha pushed her tongue a little further into the confines of the vagina and she could feel the bit of flesh that was sticking up. She knew that this was the clit and that it was the center of the girl's passions and desires.
Flicking the delicate clitoris back and forth with her tongue, Samantha knew that she was driving the younger girl wild with fire. She could feel the smooth flesh of Bridget's thighs as the younger girl pressed her legs against Samantha's cheeks and rubbed them back and forth.
It was as though Bridget wanted to be certain to keep Samantha's face between her legs, as though she wanted to be certain that she could keep Samantha's tongue in her pussy.
When Samantha realized the excitement that was building up in the young girl, she shoved her tongue forward and started to fuck the hot cunt with her tongue.
Her tongue was soon locked into the pussy as it slid back and forth along the patch that was warm and moist to the feel. Then her lips folded down around the cunt lips and her teeth were pulling against the pussy hairs.
Since the blanket was pulled up to Bridget's neck and the other girl was under the blanket, she simply looked like a moving mass of something at Bridget's crotch.
Samantha's long and elegant fingers pressed into Bridget's hips and she was holding the girl in place because she knew that Bridget was nearing the end of her passions.
Then the elegant black-haired beauty could feel the cunt flesh getting tighter and tighter around her tongue. As the walls of moist pussy flesh were filling up with cunt cream, they were becoming sponge-like and they were collapsing around the invading tongue.
Each time that she jabbed her tongue forward, it was becoming more and more difficult for her. The pussy slit was becoming so tight that it was on the verge of becoming non-existent.
But, she still managed to push her tongue forward and to excite the delicate flesh that was surrounding her hot and excited tongue.
As she slammed her tongue against the clit one last time, something inside of Samantha told her that it was the end for the luscious redhead.
After that she could feel the cunt flesh collapsing around her tongue and she knew that her tongue was being held captive by the undulating pussy.
Samantha felt a pressure on her tongue that was so powerful that she felt certain that her mouth muscle was going to be pulled out by the roots.
Then the pressure eased for a moment and Samantha was able to change the position of her tongue just the slightest bit before there was another explosion in the cunt that clasped tightly around her tongue and took it captive once more.
Following that there was a series of spasms in Bridget's pussy. The redheaded girl was' turning her head from side to side and enjoying the thrill that was rushing up from her pussy.
As the thrill rushed up from her pussy, the energy in her body was all rushing down toward her pussy. She could feel the oozing and the drooling of her cunt and she felt as if the very life force was drooling out of her and being lapped up by the anxious tongue.
Finally, she clasped her legs together. But, her legs could not go together. Samantha's face was between the girl's legs and it was keeping her from being able to bring her legs tightly together. But when the legs pressed against the sides of the black-haired girl's face, Samantha could feel the tension in the muscles inside of the thighs.
Reaching around the rounded thighs, Samantha realized that the flexed muscles in the girl's legs were as hard as rocks at that moment. Bridget was completely locked in her orgasm.
Then Samantha finally pulled her tongue out of the hole. She could feel some more of the juice that was dribbling out of the stretched out pussy slit.
Her quick tongue slid around the cunt lips and along the tops of the thighs to keep the pussy cream from getting away from her. Then she moved up Bridget's body and kissed her at various points. She planted a kiss on Bridget's belly and on her tits and on her neck.
But, when Samantha got up to Bridget's lips, the redheaded girl turned away from her.
The black-eyed beauty paused, but then she relaxed. She knew that there were many women who were into eating pussy and having their pussies eaten, but there were some of them who didn't like to kiss a woman who had just eaten their pussy. It was too much like tasting their own cunt cream.
But, then Samantha began to push at Bridget's shoulders. The redheaded girl groaned like a baby.
"What's the matter?" Samantha asked the girl, leaning across her body.
"I'm so tired," Bridget said, yawning and turning away from Samantha.
"So am I, but I'm horny," Samantha said as she pulled on the girl's shoulder.
"No-o-o-o-o!" Bridget whined like a little child who had been disturbed.
Samantha just remained up on her elbow, looking down into the face of the redheaded girl. She was filled with mixed emotions. She had just had a wonderful time eating out the pussy of the redheaded beauty, but now she wanted to have her own pussy eaten.
On the one hand, Samantha reasoned that Bridget had been through a shattering and upsetting day, and yet, Samantha also reasoned that she had been through an upsetting day and deserved a cunt lapping and some consideration just as much as Bridget did.
Then, there was something quite disturbing about Bridget's attitude that told Samantha that the redheaded girl never really wanted to engage in sex in the first place. Actually, it wasn't exactly that. Samantha felt that Bridget did want to have her cunt eaten, but that Bridget simply wanted to lie on her back and have the other girl lick her pussy.
The black-haired beauty did not go in for that sort of sex. She wanted everything to be fair and even-handed and she wanted to get her pleasure as well.
Looking down at Bridget's face, Samantha could tell that the girl was not really asleep, but that she was just faking it. She could feel the fury rise inside of her at the girl who had left her so terribly unsatisfied after the wonderful job of oral sex she had just done.
But, then, as she continued to look into the girl's freckled face and her wonderful good looks, Samantha knew that she really did not want to disturb Bridget like that.
She was getting a great deal of pleasure from simply looking into Bridget's face and so Samantha put her arm around Bridget's shoulder and stared down at her.
With her free hand, Samantha reached down for her pussy lips and she began to frig herself. Her cunt was already juicing up from the action that she had been involved with just a few minutes earlier. Now it was a simple matter for her to insert her index finger.
Finding her clit, Samantha began to rub back and forth with her finger as she looked down into the face of the beautiful redheaded girl who was lying beside her.
As her finger moved quickly back and forth and built up the tension that she wanted to feel inside of her longing body, Samantha looked in the lovely face and thought, 'Sometime soon, you're gonna give me the pleasure that I want, whether you like it or not!'
Then Samantha's finger stopped moving. She could feel the pussy flesh tightening up in preparation for the first spasm. She licked her lips to taste Bridget's pussy juice one more time and she sighed softly as she felt her orgasm beginning.