But I wouldn’t want it to be like that, but, well, it almost was our first, wasn’t it?”“Yes, it was,” she said. “At least I would have bee... your first, and you would have been my first. Oh, fuck!” she swore softly. “I’m soaking, my shorts are all wet, I can’t stop that wetness, it must be streaming from me! I’ll have to get inside and have a shower, and if I don’t leave you, well, we will only start again.”We headed back to my car, and she kissed me, lightly on the lips this time.“Thanks for. Elena came to make sure I was awake and Alina looked at me with a weak smile and told me, “Be careful Mister Carl. Goodbye for now. Elena, stay inside so airplane does not land on you. Silly girl.” We laughed at her as she turned pink. She hugged me and kissed my cheek as I grabbed my bag. I returned it, the kiss on the cheek, told her to be good, getting a nod as an answer, and went out to find my ride. All I could think of was those two women. One dying and the other looking at an uncertain. This tension taunted her from inside, she knew only too well. Perhaps she shouldn’t come up. She had subdued misgivings, something was waiting for her, something vague, blurry, dark… something thrilling… It was daylight still, but the peak hour was over. She could even have a seat as the bus was half empty. Vicky felt better seated this time, because of the two teenagers. They eyed her with unconcealed grins from the backdoor, puffing and popping their chewing gums loudly. That’s why she sat. "Shame to waste it," she said smiling, offering it to her friend.Jennifer, welcoming anything which would take her mind off the events of yesterday, leaned forward and inhaled deeply. Cindy did the same and by the time they reached the bedroom, each was naked and exploring the other's body seductively.Four hours later they lay in each other's arms, kissing tenderly as they awoke from a nap brought on by sexual exhaustion."Thanks, Cindy," said Jennifer, looking into her friend/lover's eyes."My.