Date: Sun, 22 Apr 2007 10:31:12 -0400
From: kmb2476@aol.com
Subject: Harem 16 Part 1

	Well it has been a while, hasn't it?

	I began work on this chapter well over a year ago and so much time
has passed that not only have Jennifer Garner, Gwen Stefani and Michelle
Branch had babies, but Britney Spears has gotten pregnant TWICE since I
started my first word of the chapter.  Hell Lindsay Lohan went from
fuckable to anorexic back to fuckable in the time it took me to write.  I
tried to make it as quick as I could, but hell you try writing 550 plus
page chapters in a timely fashion.  It aint easy, believe me.  Good thing I
got that Christmas story out before or else you probably would either have
thought I was dead or not writing anymore because of how long it's been
since chapter 15 was released.

 	A lot of things have changed since then, including this chapter
which was going to be dramatically different when I first sketched it out.
A lot of subplots were delayed or discarded and a lot of new fun was added
in its place.  I hope you do enjoy this chapter.  I think it's got a mix of
hot sex, weird plot (I've already received one "Now you're just being
silly" piece of feedback to this chapter, but I've always believed if
you're going to have soldier monkeys around, then damnit you should use
them) and some drama.  In fact there are two major revelations in this
chapter including the vital piece of information about what exactly
happened to Rose all those years ago that she's been protecting.

	But I wouldn't want to spoil that for you here, not with so many
surprises ahead of you to read.  So go forth and read.  This chapter has it
all, girls on girls, a little girls on guys, action, suspense, mystery,
singing, romance and heartbreak and of course the aforementioned soldier
monkeys.

	Before we get into it though, here are the standard disclaimers.
This story is fiction.  There is no mansion of horny lesbian celebrities
fucking each other silly day and night.  This is just a product of my
overheated imagination. Second, if you're under 18 then I'm afraid you
can't read this.  All age laws in your neck of the woods apply and must be
followed.  So click the back button.  Seriously do it.  Now.  I'm waiting.

	Ok good...now onto the fun for the rest of us.  But one important
reminder first.  I am the biggest whore for feedback there is.  I make
Kevin Smith look chaste and pure when it comes to begging for response from
people.  I will do a freakin dance in a top hat and tails for some response
and I need it from you fine and loyal readers.  I spent a year writing this
and weeks proofreading it.  If you could just drop me a note with your
thoughts or suggestions it would be much appreciated.  As always my address
is KMB2476@aol.com Really don't be shy about sending me that feedback
because it's what keeps me going and creating 550 plus page epics for you
loyal readers.

	Thanks as always to the talented and eagle eyed KayJay for finding
mistakes where I would never spot them.  He goes over this story with a
fine tooth comb and his only reward is getting to see this story a month in
advance of the rest of you as well as hearing all my ideas after they pop
into my head.  Come to think of it, that's a pretty sweet deal, but if Evan
Rachel Wood happens to pop into the fun in chapter 17 then you'll know it's
because I owe him big for all he's done since I took this sucker over five
years ago.

	Also thanks for the inspiration and encouragement I always get from
my lovely friend in L.A.  Fuck Disney. And thanks to Cara for giving me
ideas of how best to use her as well as painstakingly detailing her tattoos
and piercings to me.  You'll be seeing more of her in chapter 17...a lot
more.

	So thanks to everyone and send feedback or else I swear I will pull
a Dave Chappelle and leave you wanting for chapter 17 and more.

	With that out of the way, I've babbled far too long.  So now here's
something you'll really enjoy.






The Harem Episode 16 "Touch Me And I Will Follow" By KMB




       It was the middle of the night in Malibu, but Jennifer Love Hewitt
was still wide awake.  Usually she slept pretty well, especially because by
the time she closed her eyes her housemates or their guests had often
licked her into a state of exhaustion, but tonight sleep just wasn't
coming.

       Love had spent what felt like hours staring up at the ceiling trying
to will her eyes closed, but it wasn't helping so she eventually gave up.
If she wasn't going to be able to sleep, at least she could stare at the
woman sleeping next to her, which was a much more pleasant site for her
eyes.

	The covers rose and fell softly in time with Jennifer Aniston's
breaths.  She seemed so peaceful and beautiful that Love couldn't help but
stare at her.  Jennifer was curled up nude under the sheets, facing away
from her housemate, so Love had a great view of her friend's bare back.
She so badly wanted just to reach forward and caress her naked skin,
touching Jennifer's soft flesh while maybe, just maybe, tugging the sheets
a little lower to get herself a look at her ass.

	But Love didn't make her move.  She held back and just let Jennifer
sleep.  She deserved her rest and Love didn't want to disturb her.  Besides
everything in the room was so peaceful there was no reason to change it.
It was a lovely, calm night outside with just enough of a breeze coming in
off the ocean.

       Love had left the windows open in her room and the wind would kick
the curtains open from time to time, letting moonlight spill inside.  By
now Love was starting to get happy she couldn't sleep.  Being unconscious
would have made her miss this blissfully peaceful moment and she let the
serenity of it flow over her, bringing a smile to her face.

	So much had changed lately that it was wonderful to just have a
calm moment to breathe and relax.  Love wanted the moment to be free of
drama or complication.  She wanted it to be something as beautifully simple
as lying in bed with a girl she felt totally connected to and hearing the
sounds of the ocean hitting the beach.

	When it had been time to pick rooms when that first day in the
mansion, Love had run right for this one because of its proximity to the
ocean.  She could stare out her windows for hours watching the water and
feeling at total peace with everything.  It was so relaxing and at night
she loved the smells and sounds of the ocean.  It always calmed her in the
times when she felt angry or afraid and especially those times when she was
in the grip of despair.

	Trying not to think of the source of her sadness, Love focused
herself on Jennifer.  She knew things had been so rough for her friend
lately and she wanted to be there for her like Jennifer had always been
there for them.  She wanted Jennifer never to feel alone or abandoned.  She
wanted to make sure she knew they would always be there to support her.

       For so long Jennifer had been the rock they had all relied on at the
mansion.  She had been there giving advice and helping them out with their
problems, guiding them all when they needed her like some kind of surrogate
mother.  And it had been so hard for all of them at the mansion to see
Jennifer's pain and hear her tears as her marriage collapsed.

	Things had finally seemed so perfect between her and Brad after all
their struggles.  They had even talked for real about bringing him to the
mansion for a visit so she could show him her housemates in action and
allow him to join in.  Love knew she would have been lying if she had said
she hadn't been looking forward to that.  But then everything had fallen
apart and now Brad was with another woman.

	And just as Jennifer had started to get everything on track after
the divorce, the bombshell of Angelina's pregnancy had rocked her.
Jennifer had put on a brave face for her housemates, but they all sensed
she was hurting worse than ever.  Jennifer had talked so often about having
children with Brad.  And all of them knew seeing her dreams come true for
someone else had to be agony for Jennifer.

	Love just wished she knew how to make it all better for her friend.
There was such a connection between all of them at the mansion, but
particularly between her, Jennifer and Rose.  They had started this place
together and Love would have done anything in the world for either of them
without hesitation or question.

       Love wanted Jennifer to know it was all going to be ok and she would
have the life she had dreamed of, even if Brad wasn't a part of it anymore.
She just didn't know how to say it.

	So Love had done what she did best and made sure Jennifer never
went long without affection.  She was always ready with kisses, hugs and
much more for her friend and housemate so she'd know she was loved and
desired and that her happiness mattered.  She just hoped it was helping.

	 Since they'd returned from Jamaica, Love had found herself more
and more not wanting to sleep alone.  She wanted to be close to her
housemates as much as possible and while sometimes she worried they thought
she was being clingy, it brought her such comfort to be close to them.

       On those nights when they didn't all end up naked and entangled on
someone's bed, which happily still happened very often, Love found herself
crawling into bed to spend the night with Rose or Jewel or, particularly,
Jennifer.

       It wasn't even about sex at times like those.  Love just wanted to
feel close to them.  She wanted to sleep next to them and wake up with them
in the morning.  And on the nights she didn't slide into someone else's
room, Love would do all she could to entice one of her housemates into
spending the night in her room, just like she had tonight when, after an
evening of happy debauchery with her housemates and a few guests, Love had
stopped Jennifer before she had reached her room and talked her into
sharing a bed.

       It hadn't been hard to talk her housemate into giving in to her
request just as it had hardly been a challenge for Love to tempt Jennifer
out of her sleepwear and into a 69.  Love's pajamas and Jennifer's t-shirt
and boxers had quickly been cast to the floor to be forgotten as their
tongues had gorged on a midnight snack of pussy cream and Love could
happily still taste Jennifer's cum on her lips.

       Licking up little tastes of her friend's essence had Love's libido
resparking again and she stopped herself before she got too worked up.
Jennifer needed to sleep and Love forced herself to wait until morning,
when she planned to ravish Jennifer once again and whichever other sexy
girl, or girls, crossed their paths.

       But thinking of sex had Love's energy flowing and made sleep much
less of a possibility.  The more she thought of what she and her housemate
had done that night, especially how Jennifer had slid her tongue into her
asshole just as she was about to come from their 69, sending her orgasm
skyrocketing through her body, and all she wanted to do to Jennifer in the
morning, starting with returning the favor with a nasty little tongue play
of her own on Jennifer's beautiful ass, the more restless Love became.

       As peaceful as everything was in her room and as much as she enjoyed
it, Love knew simply lying there wouldn't do.  She knew she'd soon be so
antsy she wouldn't be able to stop herself from waking up Jennifer.  While
it would have been fun for her, it wouldn't have been very nice to her
bedmate.

       So, slowly and with great care not to disturb her sleeping friend,
Love slipped out of her bed and went off to find another outlet for this
excess energy.  The ocean seemed to be beckoning her this night, so a walk
on the beach seemed like a perfect late night activity.

       At first Love considered remaining undressed.  It always seemed a
shame to put clothes on when she was home.  Her girlfriends loved seeing
her naked body and Love could never get enough of showing it to them.  But
while it did give Love a little naughty rush to think about walking around
the beach with not a stitch on her body, it probably wasn't the most
sensible thing to do.  After all who knew who else was walking around at
this hour and the existence of this place was supposed to be kept very
quiet.

       As more and more girls were brought into their circle, the mansion
was becoming a bit of an open secret in Hollywood and was whispered and
speculated about, but that didn't mean anyone was about to take out a
billboard or anything announcing its presence.  So Love decided not to be
too obvious about things and got dressed.

       Grabbing some sandals and a sweatshirt and shorts, Love threw some
clothes on and crept out of her room, trying her best not to stir Jennifer.
The hallways were dark and even a little spooky, as most hallways tended to
be in the post-midnight, pre-dawn hours.

       They were eerily quiet and Love felt a smile tickle her lips as she
considered whether the mansion had any ghosts in it that they'd been
entertaining all this time with their wicked activities.  If there were,
the ghosts were getting quite a sexy show and Love wondered if the writers
for her show would mind if she pitched a voyeur ghost storyline for sweeps
month.  She already had some famous guest stars in mind.

       But Love's thoughts about ghosts disappeared and turned instead to
the very real spirit that still haunted the place as she passed by the
mansion's empty and untouched room.

       Even with her, Rose, Jennifer, Jewel, Jessica, Alyssa and Christina
having their own rooms, the mansion still had enough empty bedrooms for
their overnight guests to not feel crowded, but this was no mere unfilled
bedroom.  It had been Sarah's bedroom and Love couldn't help but peer
inside and feel her sadness return.

       Once the room had been full of life and energy, but it felt so cold
now.  By the time they had returned from Jamaica in the wake of finding
Sarah's note that she was leaving, the room had already been cleared out.
Sarah had obviously gotten there first and taken her stuff, compounding
everyone's sadness because she hadn't given them a chance to even say
goodbye, much less try and stop her.

       A few things had been left behind.  Little mementos of their times
together and even the little stuffed cat Sarah had kept in her bed,
strictly for decorative purposes she had always insisted, were still there
and remained untouched.  No one wanted to get rid of them and Michelle
still dusted and vacuumed Sarah's room, keeping it from getting dirty, but
also unintentionally giving it the feel of a museum exhibit.  Love half
expected to see a sign over the bed saying, "Sarah slept here."

       It just made it starker that she was gone and Love hated how the
room was an empty shell now.  She closed the door as quickly as she had
opened it and continued on her way out of the mansion, making sure to grab
her key before she walked out the back, trying to forget about Sarah and
how much it still hurt that she was out of their lives now.

       Love made her way down the path leading from the mansion over the
sandy slope to the beach below.  Things had been crazy lately with
everything from Sarah leaving to Jennifer's heartbreak to Christina and
Britney's dramatic split.  Love still got chills when she remembered how
furious Christina had been that day.  She had never seen someone that mad
before.  But at least some things hadn't changed.

       There was still love and affection behind these walls and,
thankfully, the hottest sex Love had ever experienced in her life.  Nothing
had stopped that and Love hoped nothing ever would.  Even though all the
drama had impacted things, everyone there was still just as horny for each
other as they had ever been.  Old friends like Gwen Stefani and Jennifer
Garner still stopped by whenever they could and new guests seemed to always
be a chance encounter away from joining in the lesbian hedonism that
defined the mansion.

       Rose still used Mr. Snappy as a blunt weapon to fuck her willing
girlfriends into happy submission as she and Alyssa remained locked in
their very sexy rivalry to try outdo one another.  Jennifer's tongue got
hotter every time Love felt it on her body.  Jewel still practiced her
guitar naked.  Jessica got more beautiful every day.  Christina still put
them all to shame with her insatiable desire to be fucked at all hours in
all conditions and in all holes.  And Michelle still was more eager to
shave her employers' pussies smooth than she ever was in any of her regular
maid responsibilities.

       Most importantly everyone at the mansion was still ready and eager
to fuck each other silly at a moment's notice.  No drama or upheaval could
change that.  So many things had changed over the years, but that had been
the great constant that left them all smiling.

       As she walked the beach, Love thought back as to how much had
changed since they had first moved in.  When Jennifer had found the mansion
and told them all about it, she was still on Friends, with many more years
of Rachel Green to come.  Rose hadn't even seen an episode of Charmed back
then.  Sarah had still been Buffy and Love had been smarting from the
cancellation of Time of Your Life, with no thoughts of ghost whispering
anywhere near her brain.  But through all the ups and downs and career
highs and lows, they had always been there for each other, emotionally and
sexually.

	Thinking back on all the times they had been there for each other
sexually had Love smiling again and had her once more longing to be naked.
She glanced around and saw nothing but the ocean in front of her and empty
beach flanking her.  Her smile grew more wicked as she pushed aside any
nerves that might have been lingering and pulled her sweatshirt over her
head.

	When throwing on some clothes, the one thing Love had not grabbed
was a bra and her bare tits bounced free as she yanked the heavy shirt off.
The cool wind immediately stiffened her nipples and Love furthered that by
giving each of her swelling tips a naughty pinch before she kicked off her
sandals and lowered her shorts.  With a giggling squeal, Love ran right
into the ocean and shrieked happily as the cold salt water struck her naked
body.

	Having a pool and ocean nearby always gave the girls plenty of
skinny dipping opportunities and Love had been a frequent participant.  But
that was usually during the day when the bright California sun warmed
everything up nicely.  Love's late night Pacific swims had been far and few
between because of how cold the ocean could get, but after she had gotten
used to the temperature they had always ended up being fun and this time
didn't look to be an exception.

	The cold water on her naked body got Love's heart pounding and she
laughed and giddily shrieked to the night sky as she swam in the green-blue
Pacific and felt the waves carry her and toss her around like she was a
piece of very sexy kelp.  But try as she might, Love couldn't get her
thoughts too far from Sarah.

	It had been heartbreaking to wake up and discover that note and
then to come home and to then find Sarah had already come for her things
had just made it worse.  But no one had expected to never hear from her
again.

       Sarah had completely cut them all out of her lives and no one could
comprehend why.  She had given them all up.  And why?  For Freddie?  It
didn't seem like Sarah to do that to them and everyone had expected to hear
from her in the immediate days after Jamaica, begging for their
forgiveness.

	But that visit had never come.  They hadn't seen or heard one word
from Sarah since that night.  Not even a phone call or a Christmas card.
Nothing.  It was like she had dropped off the face of the Earth and if it
hadn't been for seeing her pop up in magazines or on E! it wouldn't have
been hard to believe she really had been sucked into another dimension or
something.

	No one could believe Sarah could treat them like this and just cut
them off cold.  It was as if nothing that had ever happened between them
had really meant anything to Sarah at all, like they were some diversion
for her before she settled down and got married.

       Love felt it more than anyone.  After all this had all started
between the two of them.  Her and Sarah had shared that first frenzied fuck
at the audition and everything here had grown from that first seed of
desire.  For Sarah to now act like that had been nothing important, when it
meant the world to Love, was heartbreaking.

	Love also carried the guilt from that night in Jamaica.  She had
never told anyone what had happened between her and Sarah after the orgy.
How she had begged Sarah not to marry Freddie and stay only with them.  As
soon as Love had heard Sarah was gone she felt she was the reason why.  She
had scared her off.  She had sent Sarah running off into the arms of
Freddie with her plea not to marry him.  She had ruined everything.

	Love didn't say a word about it.  She didn't want anyone to know
how she felt.  She knew her housemates.  They'd tell her it wasn't her
fault and how it was Sarah's choice to make and no one had forced her to do
anything.  But that didn't change the way Love felt.

       She couldn't shake the idea she had been the reason for Sarah
leaving. She had tried to forget and move on but, even with everything else
that was great in her career and life there to distract her, she hadn't
been able to.

	She just wanted her friend to come back.

       Love had always been terrible at holding grudges.  She was always
lightning quick to forgive and she couldn't force herself to be mad at
Sarah.  If Sarah came back tomorrow Love would have been ready to pretend
like nothing had happened and she had never left.

       Love wanted any sign from Sarah at all that she still cared.
Anything at all.  Every time the phone rang or someone came to the gate,
Love hoped it was Sarah.  But it never was.

	Sarah's name was barely mentioned around the mansion anymore.  They
hadn't even really talked about what had happened after the first few days
of adjustment, but it wasn't like Love wanted to reopen that wound again.
She knew her housemate's were hurting too from the Sarah's abandonment.
But pretending she had never been there wasn't making anything better
either.

	Thinking about Sarah was bringing Love's mood down and the water
was getting colder, so she ran from the ocean onto the beach again.  It was
there she realized two things.  First she hadn't even thought of bringing a
towel or anything to dry herself and second she wasn't alone anymore.

	Love stopped dead in her tracks and found herself unable to do
anything but stand there as one of her neighbors stood gawking.  It was
Franklin.  He was usually the quietest and most intellectual of the three
boys who housed themselves in what used to be the mansion's servant's
quarters but he was visibly struck dumb tonight by the sight of Love's
naked body.  The actress could easily see behind his glasses that his eyes
loved what he saw even if his mouth refused to work.

	The two of them didn't say anything to each other for a time.  They
were both shocked to have found each other and when Love crossed her hands
over her exposed tits, it was only because she was shivering and not
because of any modesty.

       Even in her surprised state, she remembered this wasn't the first
time Franklin had seen her naked, considering he and his friends had
accidentally stumbled into some serious lesbian lovemaking once before.  So
Love didn't do anything to cover up her pussy, freshly shaved from
Michelle's touch up the morning before.  She just stood there wrapping her
arms around her body and shivering with her teeth beginning to chatter
slightly until Franklin spoke up.

	"I'll go get you something," Franklin said before disappearing.  It
was a much shorter run to his house than the mansion and he quickly came
back with a blanket for Love.  It wasn't quite a towel, but it would do and
since he didn't seem to mind, Love used it to dry herself.

	"Thanks," Love said, starting to feel a little embarrassed now that
she was warming up.  "Ummmm I didn't...didn't know anyone was around."

	"I heard screams," Franklin said, referring to Love's shrieks from
the cold water.  "I thought someone was in trouble.  I uhhh...didn't know
you were going to...going to be like that."

	"What's the matter Franklin, don't you like naked girls?" Love
asked, trying to end the embarrassed tension with some humor and not quite
succeeding.  If anything it made Franklin more uncomfortable and seeing
that made Love feel the same way.

	"Well I'm not in danger or anything, so you can relax," Love said,
trying another tactic.  "I was just having some fun in the ocean.  I didn't
wake you guys up or anything, did I?"

	"No," Franklin immediately replied.  "It was my turn to stay up on
watch.  Someone's got to supervise the soldier monkeys as they patrol the
perimeter.  You never know who's out there.  By the way are you sure you're
you?"

	"Huh?" Love asked.

	"I mean are you sure that you're really Jennifer Love Hewitt,"
Franklin explained.  "You could actually be a clone, programmed to kill and
not even know it.  Perhaps a cyborg replacement.  Or maybe just a
brainwashed assassin?  Would you mind if I scanned you?"

	"Yes, I'd mind," Love sighed.  She didn't mind the boys' weirdness.
She liked it.  But she wasn't up for any kind of scanning right then.  "I'm
me.  I'm sure I'm me.  I'm not a robot or brainwashed or anything.  At
least I think that I'm not..."

	Love actually paused and found herself thinking over the question.
If she was actually a robot clone would she even know it?  Or would she
just think she was real?  Wait...that was crazy!  Now they had her thinking
like them.

	"Thanks for the blanket," Love said, feeling it warm her up as she
drip dried onto the sand and tried to change the subject away from if she
really was who she thought she was.  "I didn't think to bring a towel."

	"No problem," Franklin said, apparently accepting Love's claim she
was in fact herself.  "You looked like you needed it."

	Franklin nervously smiled and Love couldn't help but join him.
When Love had first met the boys and found out they all lived together she
had kind of thought they might be gay.  But that didn't seem to be true.
They had been friends since they were kids and nothing more.

       Plus Love had seen Tara Reid hanging out there a lot lately and she
had heard she was Delbert's girlfriend or something and seeing how Franklin
was looking at her showed he at least liked looking at naked girls.

	Love sat down on the stand to continue drying herself and when
Franklin sat down next to her she found her mind wandering.  She had never
seen any of the boys with girls before.  She wondered if they were virgins.
Had any of them been with a girl before?  Franklin had seemed very
flustered by the sight of her body.  How would he react if she leaned over
and kissed him?  Would he faint?  What if she gave him a blowjob?  Would
that give him a heart attack?

	The randomness of that thought struck Love by surprise.  Where had
that come from?  She hadn't been exclusively lesbian or anything these past
years, her and Rose's jailhouse adventure in New Mexico had been proof of
that, but she had certainly never had felt any kind of sexual impulse
toward the boys before.  But now her mind was wandering.

	Maybe it was the late hour.  The full moon.  The adrenaline from
the cold water on her naked body.  Or her own restlessness.  Whatever it
was, Love found herself wondering what would happen if she took Franklin
back to his place, stripped him naked and did things to him to make his
glasses completely fog over before having Waldo and Delbert strip down too
so she could devirginize them all and give them the thrill of a lifetime
and get herself a little stoner gangbang action in the process.

	The thought of doing that wasn't exactly making her horny, but it
was definitely intriguing.  Brad Pitt might never have had the chance to
visit the mansion, but these boys could.  She and her housemates could
absolutely blow their minds.  What would have happen if she kissed Franklin
and made it happen?  Would the world tilt off its axis if she brought some
cock back for her friends all to share?

	Love looked over at Franklin and wondered if he was thinking the
same thing.  He seemed to have something on his mind.  He looked like he
was dying to say something and if in fact he did make a move on her, Love
wondered how she'd react.  Would she brush him off politely?  Or explore
these new thoughts and let him ravish her right there on the sand?  It was
a weird choice to have in front of her and Love soon found herself leaning
one way over the other.

	"Love?" Franklin finally spoke up.  "Can I ask you a question?
It's kind of personal."

	"Yes Franklin...anything..." Love answered, having already decided,
as strange as it was, that any sexual request would have met with no
resistance.

	"Do you want to...you know...come on up to our house and..."
Franklin nervously stammered.

	"What?  What do you want Franklin?" Love wondered as she considered
whether or not she'd want him completely naked or have him leave his
glasses on.

	"Do you want to...come and...and play Laser Tag with us?" Franklin
asked.

	Love nearly swallowed her tongue.  She was ready to offer up
orifices to him and his friends and that was all he wanted?  Laser Tag?
Love couldn't help but smile and laugh and immediately reply.

	"I'd love to," Love answered.  "Just don't zap me too quickly.  I'm
kind of rusty at this game."

* * * * *

	There were no games at the offices of L.A. Beat Magazine.  The
business going on there was deadly serious as the night had disappeared
into dawn and the morning began.

       With so many magazines following the celebrity beat all at once, the
competition was so fierce it made the law of the jungle look like the teddy
bears' picnic.  Getting a scoop was a bloodsport and reporter Scotty Taylor
had the scoop of all scoops in his grasp.  But investigating that scoop had
taken months upon months of scraping and digging and the young man looked
quite worse for the wear.

	His fresh out of journalism school face looked haggard and drawn
out now.  He had several days growth of beard and had the dead look in his
eyes and hand shakes of someone who had been living on nothing but coffee,
Red Bull and Jolly Ranchers for the last few days.

       Since beginning work on this story he had more or less taken the
magazine's conference room as his own and the place now looked like it was
a mad scientist who worked there and not a journalist.

	The room was filled with papers strewn about.  Press releases,
previously published reports, first hand accounts and second hand
conjecture.  It was all on paper and it littered the table and floor of the
room like a file cabinet had burst apart at the seams and exploded.  A dry
erase board was filled with the names of some of the most famous and
beautiful girls in movies and music with arrows connecting some to others
along with the scribblings of how they were supposedly all connected.

	As he stared at the scene from the door, Horatio Paza thought it
reminded him of Russell Crowe in A Beautiful Mind when he was really
starting to crack up and lose it as he was haunted by unsolved equations.
He looked at the names on the board and some of the ones that jumped out at
him the most were Britney Spears, Christina Aguilera, Jennifer Love Hewitt,
Gwen Stefani, Sarah Michelle Gellar and Hilary Duff.  What form of madness
could connect all those names together?

	"I tell you he hasn't left this office in days," the night janitor
said as he pointed at Scotty as he remained hunched over his laptop,
furiously typing away.  "Every night I come in to clean and he's there.
Then when I go to punch out in the morning, he's still there just clicking
away on that damn keyboard and he never lets me in to clean.  I don't think
he's even moved in days.  I thought I'd tell you because you seem to be his
friend."

	"Thanks Rafael," Horatio said as he patted the janitor's shoulder
and walked inside the conference room.  He wouldn't exactly call himself
Scotty's friend.  He'd been his photographer on a few stories and he
supposed he talked to him the most of anyone there.  But he had no idea how
to handle something like this.  This was veering into dementia territory.

	"So ummmmmm how's it going there Scotty?" Horatio asked as he
stepped around the piles of papers and half expected some kind of tentacled
creature to grab at him like the garbage pit creature in Star Wars.

	"Horatio!  I'm so pleased to see you!" Scotty declared, his eyes
frenzied and wide all of a sudden as he had his first human contact in
days.  "I'm close!  So very, very close!"

	"Close to what?" Horatio asked.

	"Proving the lesbian celebrity conspiracy!" Scotty triumphantly
declared with a fist pump.  "I owe this to Mr. Malloy, God rest his soul!
He wanted me to prove this and I'm going to do it damn it!  I'm going to
expose them all!"

	"Oh man you're not still working on that story are you?" Horatio
sighed.  Before his untimely death from a masturbation triggered heart
attack, Duncan Malloy, late publisher of the magazine, had filled his
staffs' heads with his paranoid right wing conspiracies for years.  One of
his favorites had been about how lesbian celebrities were working together
to corrupt the morals of decent Americans.  "That story's a bunch of bull!"

	"HOW CAN YOU SAY THAT?" Scotty shouted in both shock and awe before
taking his voice down an octave.  "You were there that day at the press
conference!  You saw Britney and Christina kiss too!"

	"No only you saw that," Horatio reminded the writer.  "I was with
the rest of the press.  You had just been thrown into a garbage can by
their bodyguard.  And I still think you hit your head.  Christina Aguilera
and Britney Spears are not involved in any kind of lesbian conspiracy."

	"Ohhhhhhhhh but they are...and it goes deeper, much much much
deeper," Scotty declared before maniacally rubbing his hands together.
"I've been seeking the truth on this.  I've been seeking it with every
ounce of my energy and every breath I can muster.  They're just the tip of
the iceberg.  The tendril of this conspiracy runs deep through Hollywood
and it's up to me to bring it to light.  I will stop them!  I will stop
them from corrupting and converting more innocent girls to their deviant
cause!  Only I can do it!  I have to do it!  I must do it to honor
Mr. Malloy's memory!"

	"No, Scotty, you need to go home, have a shower cause man you
stink, eat some real food, get a few weeks worth of sleep and then give up
on this story," Horatio said.  "There is no lesbian conspiracy."

	"Oh yeah?  Then how do you explain this?" Scotty demanded before
taking a pointer stick and slapping it against the dry erase board where
all the names were scribbled.  "Before the One World, One Love concert
Britney Spears and Christina Aguilera were the most bitter of enemies.  But
then suddenly they're like girlfriends, partnering up and kissing like
debauched little whores!  That's the day they became willing disciples in
the lesbian celebrity conspiracy!  I talked to people backstage that day!
They said the two were assigned the same dressing room by chance and there
was a fight inside it.  They could hear the screaming and it sounded like
things were broken inside it, like they were wrestling each other or
something and then all of a sudden the sounds change and it's a much more
intimate and friendly sound if you get my meaning.  Do you get it Horatio?
Do you get my meaning?"

	"Yes Scotty," Horatio sighed.  "A moron would get your meaning."

	"Well after that suddenly they're partners," Scotty continued to
explain.  "I think that was when Christina converted Britney into a lesbian
and got her involved in the conspiracy.  Now here's where it gets
interesting!  Before Christina converted Britney she was seen talking with
Jewel and Gwen Stefani!  This concert was a hive for the lesbian
conspirators.  I'm sure Christina converted Jewel and Gwen into her
depraved cadre of lesbian fanatics then."

	"Wait, you can make someone a lesbian just by talking to them?"
Horatio asked, trying to follow Scotty's thinking.  But the reporter didn't
respond.  He just kept on talking.

	"After Christina sunk her lesbian fangs into those two, Michelle
Branch was seen going into Gwen and Jewel's dressing room and not coming
out until significantly later by several witness accounts!" Scotty
continued.  "That poor girl probably had no idea what was waiting for her
inside, but by the time she left she wasn't herself anymore.  She had been
converted into a lesbian celebrity conspirator, just itching to spread it
to all the impressionable young girls in America and the world beyond.
Meanwhile Christina was later seen talking to Jennifer Love Hewitt at the
concert and they also disappeared.  No doubt this is when Christina
converted Jennifer.  And to think she's got a show on prime time television
where impressionable Americans watch.  Now after this Jennifer reportedly
gets into an altercation with another girl who claims she was being hit on
by this living, breathing lesbian celebrity.  So Rose McGowan sweeps in and
brutally blinds the boyfriend bravely coming to his girl's defense.  Rose
must be one of them too!  Now later on that night, Sarah Michelle Gellar
and Alyson Hannigan are mysteriously attacked in Malibu in a mansion
registered to a mystery company by what police call a stalker, but I think
was really one of the brave soldiers in our fight against lesbian
celebrities and their destructive ways.  I'm sure police are covering up
the truth so the nation doesn't panic.  How do I think they're connected?
Jennifer Love Hewitt, Alyssa Milano, Jennifer Aniston and Jewel were all
seen by numerous witnesses at the hospital visiting Sarah and Alyson in the
hospital.  Sarah and Alyson are probably ringleaders.  We already know
Jennifer and Jewel have been converted, so obviously Jennifer Aniston and
Alyssa are too.  That must be why Jennifer's marriage fell apart.  Brad
needed to be with a woman who wasn't a lesbian.  So I've heard rumors that
after her recovery, Alyson was later arrested at a bondage club with
Shannon Elizabeth and Mena Suvari.  Their publicists managed to quell all
press reports, but I talked to a cop at the scene that was there and he
said they were there and they all got busted.  No doubt they were looking
for more victims to seduce that night. That same day, Hilary Duff was seen
at a music video set with Britney and Christina.  Maria Menuonos was there
too interviewing them and we have no choice but to assume they got them
both too and converted them into lesbians.  Those poor innocent girls.
They had no idea what was in store for them until it was too late The net
keeps growing wider and wider.  I just need to find the center of it.
Where do they meet?  Where do they plan their strategy?  Don't you see?
DON'T YOU SEE WHAT THEY'RE PLANNING HORATIO?  THEY'RE TRYING TO TURN ALL
HOT GIRLS INTO LESBIANS!!!  MEN WILL DIE OFF AND THEY WILL RULE THE
WORLD!!!"

	"Yeah I see...I see there Scotty," Horatio said, humoring the
insane ramblings.  With each name he had mentioned, Scotty had smacked the
board with the stick, pointing to the corresponding name and highlighting
the connection.  It had made quite the impression even if it was
delusional. "Tell you what, why don't you just get yourself a little rest
and the lesbian conspiracy will still be there when you wake up."

	"Can't sleep...can't do anything but find story..." Scotty groaned.
"It's taken months, but I'm so close...just a few pieces of the puzzle left
to find.  So close to getting the truth and exposing them all...must expose
conspiracy...must save America...must do it for Mr. Malloy...must stop
perverted lesbian celebrities from corrupting fine virginal girls...mmmmm
fine virginal girls...so sweet and tight and young...must save them from
lesbians...Must find center of conspiracy to tie it all together...must
find their headquarters...must find the missing pieces...must do it
soon..."

	"Yeah whatever," Horatio said, not believing a word of it.  Didn't
he know Britney and Christina had had a huge falling out?  How could they
be in a conspiracy if they weren't even speaking?  "You just relax.  Here
I'll put on Adam Carolla and you can have a few laughs."

	As he was walking out of the office, Horatio flipped on the radio
on a shelf and tuned it to KROQ.  Early morning laughs weren't available at
the moment though and a commercial was playing as Horatio left the
conference room and Scotty behind.

	"Do you or a loved one have a habit or trait that needs to be
changed?" the commercial blared.  "Then Total Transformation is for you.
Our term of certified behavior experts can make things the way you want it
with just the simplest of modifications. It's as easy as a phone call to
arrange a free consultation..."

	But though he was in the coveted advertiser demographic of white
males aged 18-35, Scotty took no notice of the ad.  He was too busy falling
asleep at his computer, the keyboard making an impression on his face as he
muttered dreamily about unmasking the conspiracy.

* * * * *

	Meanwhile, Scotty would have been dismayed to know, despite his
efforts, the lesbian celebrity conspiracy was alive and well in Malibu as
Jessica Alba made her way to get her morning shower.  Of course she had no
idea she was involved in any kind of conspiracy.  In her mind, she was just
having fun and enjoying every moment she was able to spend in this sexual
paradise.

	Jessica might have been the newest housemate, but she had been
there for that first wild party by the pool and since that day part of her
heart had always called this place home even when she'd lived elsewhere.
She had good friends and great sex here, what more could she want?  Add to
that a blockbuster movie franchise and her pick of scripts these days and
she didn't think life could be any better.

	Of course there was always a way things could get better and that
would have been if Jennifer Garner had been here with her.  Jessica knew
what happened to her didn't compare to everything that had surrounded Sarah
and Britney and Christina lately, but she had her own fair share of drama
lately.

       In the space of one day in Jamaica, she'd had Jennifer suddenly
thrust the hope of a relationship on her, a fight that had nearly split
them up for good, a huge orgy, an attack that had bordered on flat-out rape
by Avril Lavigne and then a long, tender make up session with Jennifer.  It
had been too much by far and Jessica had returned home to Malibu longing
for stability.

       Of course with everything that followed with Sarah and Britney,
stability had been a far away dream.  And then the cherry on top had been
Jennifer's pregnancy.  It had taken them both by surprise, but Jessica
didn't hold any grudge against her friend for making the decision she did.
She would have done the same thing if she'd been the one who was pregnant.

       Jennifer loved her daughter and being a mother was the most
important thing to her now.  Jessica could easily see why, too.  Every time
she was over to Jennifer's house and spent time with Violet, Jessica just
wanted to stick the kid in her bag and take her home with her.  The little
baby girl was one of the most beautiful things Jessica had ever seen and
every time she was over, she left with a daze in her eyes, entranced with
the desire to go out and spawn with the first worthy guy she found.

       Of course the feeling was fleeting and Jessica would quickly snap
out of it.  But at least it helped her understand Jennifer's perspective,
even if it had meant putting aside any effort at a real relationship for
them, at least temporarily.

       They didn't have to be a clone version of Eliza Dushku and Kirsten
Dunst to be happy and both of them knew that now.  All the drama had given
both Jennifer and Jessica some needed perspective and, besides, it wasn't
like they weren't still fucking each other silly every chance they got.  It
just meant they were both going into things with more maturity.

       Jessica at first had resisted the idea of any kind of relationship
outside of just sex and friendship, but then Jennifer had made her feel so
safe and loved after what had happened with Avril and she had reconsidered.
Then the pregnancy came, but they had been able to overcome that.

       They still talked every day, but they had their separate lives and
just as Jennifer didn't stand in Jessica's way when it came to being with
as many girls as she wanted, Jessica didn't interfere with her friend's
home life with Ben and Violet.  They made sure they were there to support
each other at all times and Jennifer made sure she got to the mansion for
some serious fun whenever possible.

       The former Alias star had become quite a fixture in Malibu and was
quite popular with all the housemates, but when she slept over she always
ended up in Jessica's bed.

       As for Avril...well they had come up with a suitable punishment for
her after what she tried to pull.  The young Canadian had undergone a
serious attitude adjustment and was more compliant now.  Much more
compliant.

	Jessica just wished everyone's problems could get solved like hers
had.  Part of Jessica was mad at Sarah for running off like she had.  She
hadn't had any right to do that to them.  But she also knew this couldn't
have been easy for Sarah and Jessica didn't want to hate her.  Like many
others, she just wanted her to come home.

	How could anyone pass up living at a place like this?  She was
still a relative newbie around here as a housemate and Jessica was still
getting a little used to all the quirks of the mansion.  Exploring the
place was actually her new hobby.  Love had once told her that the place
had used to be a high-class bordello and Jessica could believe it.  It
certainly wasn't like any other place she had ever lived.

	One of the stranger quirks of the place was the set up for the
showers.  While each bedroom had a private bathroom, there weren't any
showers.  There were hot tubs and bathtubs, but Jessica didn't always have
the time for a long soak in the tub.  Sometimes she just needed to grab a
quick shower and run out the door, but being able to do that required a bit
of a hike from her bed.

	The mansion's showers were located past the private gym and every
time Jessica walked past the exercise machines she blushed and remembered
all the times that she'd gotten a real workout in the gym without touching
any equipment.  Whenever she had exercised with any of her housemates or
their friends it had never taken long for their workout clothes to be cast
off, allowing for the best kind of exertion to begin.

	Jessica paused her journey for a moment to run her fingers over the
row of weights neatly organized in a row and recall the time she'd been
pressed against them, completely naked, as her leotard lay on the floor and
Jewel's tongue traveled up from her pussy to tease and enter her needy ass,
sending her into creaming convulsions of orgasm.

	With an unconscious lick of her lips, Jessica treasured this memory
as she did every other one of the naughty experiences she had indulged in
between these walls.  How could anyone give this up?

	But before she could get melancholy about Sarah, Jessica pulled
herself away and got back to heading for the showers.  They were set up
like this place was a standard health club and not a place where people
lived, but Jessica never minded the layout.  She actually preferred it
because it encouraged group showering and all the orgasms that went along
with it.

	It was impossible to hide your presence in a shower room like this
and, as she walked inside, Jessica quickly realized she wasn't the only one
in the mansion up at this morning hour.  The sound of rushing water and
feminine humming betrayed the presence of another and Jessica felt her
libido flutter a bit as she wondered which beautiful girl she was about to
catch soaping herself up.

       Tiptoeing for no good reason other than she felt like being a little
coy, Jessica softly approached the sound of the soft morning shower
singing.  The woman was turned around under the water so all Jessica could
see was her bare back, but the woman's short brunette hair and collection
of tattoos left no mystery as to who she was.

       As her pussy began to slightly stir under her bathrobe, Jessica
gazed upon Alyssa Milano in all her nude glory, her eyes naturally moving
down to her housemate's awe inspiring ass as it glistened for her from the
hot water streaming down her back.

       Trying not to reveal her presence to the unsuspecting bather,
Jessica hungrily stared at Alyssa, focusing on the sacred heart tattoo on
her ass and wondering if her friend would mind if she just walked up and
pressed her lips to it.  Alyssa had such beautiful tattoos all over her
body and many times when they were together Jessica hadn't been able to
help lavishing love all over the colorful designs with her tongue.

       Doing that had always left Alyssa writhing on the bed, so Jessica
felt a grin tug at her lips as she reckoned that her housemate wouldn't
mind a surprise kiss to her heart at all, or to the rosary beads on her
back or even around front to the fairy on her hip.  No she definitely
wouldn't mind at all and Jessica was thinking about doing just that.  But
first she wanted to stare a bit more.

       Alyssa was a vision under the steaming water as she continued her
soft singing, showing off the voice that had made her a superstar in Japan.
Her black hair was soaked against her head and water just flowed down her
gorgeous body giving her a wet glow from head to toe.  Jessica just wished
she had a camera to take a picture of this.  She had never been more turned
on by Alyssa before and she couldn't even see the front of her.  But with
no recording device in sight, Jessica knew she was going to have to settle
for the mental image seared in her memory.

       Just watching Alyssa soap herself up under the shower head was
getting Jessica juicing up in all the right ways and she couldn't help but
open her robe just enough to slide her fingers over her already slippery
slit.  Jessica's body stiffened as she touched the smooth, sensitive lips
of her pussy.  She wanted Alyssa so bad, but still she didn't move.  She
was having too much fun just standing there and staring, completely
undetected...or so she thought.

       The sexual trance Jessica was putting herself into was suddenly
interrupted when Alyssa spoke up, her back still turned on the horny
voyeur.

       "You know if you stare any harder you're going to burn a hole in my
back," Alyssa said with a little giggle in her voice as she revealed she'd
known all along someone was there.

       Upon being discovered, Jessica let out a slight gasp and dropped her
hand from her pussy.  Even though Alyssa clearly didn't mind being watched,
and it wasn't like the two of them hadn't been a lot more intimate than
that before, Jessica's first impulse was still to apologize.

       "Sorry...I...I...uhhhh..." Jessica began stammering before she was
cut off.

       "Don't apologize," Alyssa grinned, turning around and showing off
her nudity in all its full frontal glory as soap bubbles both dripped and
clung to her body.  "Just get in here with me."

       In a flash, Jessica's bathrobe was on the floor and she was under
the water with Alyssa, just as naked as her housemate was.  Now both girls
were giggling as Alyssa pressed her wet body to Jessica's and kissed her
tenderly, rubbing their tits together as the blonde actress got wet in both
senses of the word.

       "Mmmmm now isn't this better than just staring," Alyssa smiled in
between kisses to Jessica's needy lips.

       "Much better," Jessica immediately agreed.  "I just couldn't help
it.  You looked so good that I needed to just look at you for a while."

       "Well I'll take that as a compliment," Alyssa remarked before
reaching down between Jessica's legs and helping herself to a feel of her
friend's pussy.  "Oooooh but this is an even bigger compliment.  You got
yourself nice and wet watching me, didn't you, you sneaky little thing?"

       "Yessssssssss..." Jessica moaned from the contact with her
wetness. "Mmmmmm I was getting so turned on.  Your body is just incredible
Lyssa.  I wanted to get in here with you but I couldn't stop looking.
You've just got a perfect body."

       "And you're pretty easy on the eyes yourself sweetie," Alyssa smiled
as she made the understatement of the year.  Alyssa kept rubbing Jessica's
pussy, feeling the growing wetness start to coat her fingers as the hot
shower water beat down on their nude bodies.

       The two girls let their lips push together for lingering kisses that
allowed for plenty of soft tongue explorations of each other's mouths.
Their kisses were hot but tender with neither girl getting too aggressive.
They were both perfectly happy to stand under the water and indulge in
their mutual lusts.  Their bodies kept touching in all the right places and
neither girl was eager to stop the kissing.

       Finally it was Jessica who cracked and made a grab for some girl
flesh.  Alyssa had kept up a steady rhythm on her pussy and she returned
the favor by reaching around back to grip the ass cheeks she had been
admiring so.

       "Ohhhhhh..." Alyssa softly groaned.  "Good to see you're in a frisky
mood this morning."

       "How could I not be when I've got this bod of yours to play with?"
Jessica laughed before getting another squeeze of Alyssa's cheeks.

       "Mmmm flattery will definitely get you more of this," Alyssa smiled
before stealing another long kiss from her lover.  "Too bad you don't have
that friend of yours with you though.  When's Jennifer going to get her
sexy ass back to Malibu?"

       "Oh?  My ass isn't sexy enough for you?" Jessica playfully shot
back.  "Always gotta have more, don't you Lyssa?"

       "Hmmmm I think you'll do," Alyssa smirked before using her free hand
to give Jessica's ass a quick slap, her palm making a rather impressive
sound against the girl's wet flesh.  That got a playful yelp from Jessica
and another long kiss.

       "Do it again," Jessica urged with a moan when their lips broke
apart.  "Slap my ass Lyssa!"

       Alyssa was quick to comply, sending her hand crashing down on
Jessica's soaked flesh.  The sound of the spanking made both of them wet
and they were quickly moaning in unison as Alyssa gave Jessica's ass a
third slap.

       "Mmmmmmm yesssssss spank me for spying on you Lyssa!" Jessica
sighed, her eyes closed as dreamy sensations of pleasure ran over her body
like the hot water cascading down from the shower.  "I love how you feel on
my ass.  Spank it and make it sting!"

       It required no convincing for Alyssa to do that.  She had spent many
years in the study and enjoyment of female asses and she was utterly
convinced that Jessica's was perfect.  A heart shaped piece of sculpture
that Alyssa never could get enough of.  Any chance she got to play with it
was eagerly taken, especially when Jessica was begging for it.

       "Naughty spy," Alyssa grinned as her hand slapped Jessica's bare ass
again.  "Staring at me in the shower and getting that sweet little pussy of
yours all wet.  I know just what to do with pervs like you."

       "Mmmmm what?" Jessica asked, her smile wide and bright as she played
the helpless victim to Alyssa's wanton desires.  "What are you gonna do to
me Lyssa?"

       Alyssa didn't say a word in reply.  She didn't have to.  She just
gave Jessica's ass one last squeeze before placing her hands on the girl's
shoulders.  One little push, gentle, but insistent, was all it took for
Jessica to fall to her knees in the shower and line her gorgeous face right
up with Alyssa's pussy.

       "Oh no please...not this," Jessica giggled while breathing in the
intoxicating scent of aroused womanhood.  "Please don't make me eat your
pussy Lyssa.  Anything but that!  Don't punish me like this!  I'll be good!
I promise!  Just please don't make me get my tongue inside your tight,
delicious pussy until I swallow all your yummy cream."

       "Sorry, I have to be tough with you," Alyssa replied, joining
Jessica in giggles over the kneeling girl's entirely unconvincing protests.
"If I don't punish you then you'll never learn your lesson!"

       Alyssa's hand then moved to the back of Jessica's head and her
fingers hooked into the blonde locks, pushing her face forward.  Jessica
dropped her unwilling act immediately and let the heat and taste of
Alyssa's pussy overcome her.  The scent was better than any perfume and the
flavor sweeter than candy.  Jessica didn't hesitate to unleash her
well-practiced tongue and it was only seconds before sharp gasps of ecstasy
started flying from Alyssa's mouth.

       "Ooooooh fuck yeah!" Alyssa grunted.  "Take your punishment Jess.
Get that fucking tongue to work!  This'll teach you to spy when you just
should toss off those clothes and start fucking!"

       That was a lesson Jessica never tired of learning and she took full
advantage of her chance to do some serious tongue worshipping of Alyssa's
pink folds by licking her with gusto.  She hadn't eaten a thing yet that
morning and to Jessica's mind there was nothing better for breakfast than a
helping of some hot girl cream.

       But while Jessica was quick to accept the lesson Alyssa was
attempting to teach about forgetting voyeurism and just joining in, it was
completely lost on Elisha Cuthbert.  Of course she did have the excuse of
having been shocked into standing still by what she was watching.

       Elisha told herself that she shouldn't be surprised.  This wasn't
her first trip to Malibu and it wasn't her first time staying overnight.
She had done things here that made two girls in the shower seem like
children holding hands on the swing set.  But there she was, frozen stiff
and gawking at Jessica's oral appreciation of Alyssa.

       She was pretty new to all of this relatively speaking and it still
took her by surprise to see such beautiful, famous women openly indulging
in carnal lust for one another.  Girls like Jessica and Alyssa and all
their friends could have any man in the world, but what they wanted most of
all was each other and it blew Elisha's mind each and every time she saw
it.  It also always made her wet and Elisha opened her robe just enough to
slide her hand inside to cop a feel of her own pussy.

       Having just woken up, the blonde had been looking for a shower and
nothing more but she had obviously found something much hotter.  Staring at
those two stunning nude bodies had Elisha tingling from head to toe, but
she didn't know what to do.  Should she pretend she didn't see anything and
continue on her way?  Keep watching Jessica kneel before Alyssa and work
her pussy over with furious tongue strokes?  Or toss off her robe and get
her tongue into Jessica's splayed pussy, which was so tantalizingly close
to her as the big screen superheroine kneeled down and spread herself open
to the audience she didn't know she had?

       If there were rules and protocols at the mansion, Elisha didn't know
them.  She wished Cameron was here with her to guide her as to what to do.
The other times she had come to the mansion her friend and, now mentor in
all things lesbian, had come with her.  But this time she had been on her
own, which had it's benefits and drawbacks.

       It meant she had a chance to play with the new friends she had met
at Sarah's bachelorette party and keep their sexy, sweet pussies all to
herself.  She had spent the last night playing with Jewel and Gwen and had
actually woken up feeling like she was in heaven sandwiched between their
nude bodies.  But it also meant she felt a little bit like the girl who had
transferred to school in the middle of the year.  Everyone seemed to know
exactly what they were doing and Elisha was still getting her feet on solid
ground.

       The feelings that her experience at the party turned orgy had
inspired in her were still new and occasionally nerve wracking.  But Elisha
didn't want any of them to stop.  She loved how seeing a sexy girl now made
her heart pound and her pussy quiver.  She loved how good it felt to open
herself up for another girl's tongue or fingers or even the sexy toys that
always seemed to be in abundance here at the mansion.

       Since returning from Jamaica, Elisha hadn't been able to get enough
pussy.  She and Cameron had fucked each other ragged so many times and
Elisha had looked for any excuse to get herself down to Malibu for more
fun.  But it hadn't even been close to enough.  Each lesbian orgasm had
left Elisha wanting another one.

       Her former fiancée was a distant memory now.  It hadn't taken long
for her to end things after she had gotten back from having her eyes opened
to the true possibilities of sex.  He hadn't been a bad guy, but he
couldn't possibly compete with this new pleasure she had found.  Now all
Elisha wanted now was girls...lots of them feeding her their pussies and
their asses and fucking her until she couldn't even think straight.

       And right now Elisha wanted Jessica and Alyssa.  They both looked so
beautiful under the water, so naked and wet as Alyssa moaned from Jessica's
tongue, and Elisha had already learned there was nothing hotter to look at
than women having sex.  She felt like she could watch them for hours and
never grow tired of their kissing and touching and fucking each other's
nude bodies.

       Alyssa had her eyes closed and Jessica was obviously occupied so
neither of them saw her.  Elisha was torn about what to do.  She wanted to
join in so badly, but she also didn't want to overstep her bounds and
interrupt what might have been meant to be a private moment for the two of
them.

       Fortunately, when Alyssa's eyes opened, Elisha's decision was made
for her.

       "Well well well," Alyssa smirked, shaking her head.  "Another spy.
What is it with you girls?  You think you gotta wait for an engraved
invitation to get some pussy around here or something?"

       "Sorry...I...just..." Elisha began stammering before she was
interrupted.

       "Jesus, stop fucking apologizing and get naked," Alyssa groaned,
half in frustration and half in pleasure from Jessica's tongue.  "Get that
goddamn robe off and get in here before I drag you in by your hair."

       Elisha had no doubt Alyssa would make good on that threat and part
of her was quite willing to have her do it.  But even a newbie like Elisha
knew it was much simpler to just jump into the shower.  With a grin,
Elisha's robe was on the floor next to Jessica's and she was under the
water with her friends.

       "About time," Alyssa remarked, as she assumed the role of mentor to
her younger lovers.  "You kids need directions on everything sometimes.
Now get over here and kiss me."

       Elisha was a little embarrassed about having been caught sneaking a
peek and Alyssa's chiding made her feel like the brunette regarded her as
someone inexperienced and unworthy.  But Alyssa's kiss made those feelings
disappear fast.  It was passionately tender and had Elisha moaning in no
time.

       The taste of Alyssa's pussy had been so demanding of her complete
attention that only now did Jessica look up to see who it was that had
joined them in the shower.  Something like Alyssa's sopping sex wasn't
something you just got distracted from at the sight of the first bright,
shiny object to bounce along, but Jessica decided she was at a good point
to take a peek.  When she saw it was Elisha who was now in mid-make out
with Alyssa, Jessica's girl juice coated smile got even wider.

       "Morning," Jessica said to Elisha, getting a happy moan back from
the blonde in response, before she got her tongue back to work on Alyssa.
The few seconds she had been away from Alyssa had allowed her cunt lips to
get a fresh layer of juice on them and Jessica took care of that with a
hungry lick that sent shivers right up Alyssa's spine.

       The sexy lick caused Alyssa's tongue to reflexively push into
Elisha's warm, wet mouth, where it was happily welcomed.  Their kiss
deepened and Elisha hands soon moved to Alyssa's breasts and she gave the
sexy mounds of girl flesh a passionate squeeze.  That produced another long
moan from Alyssa into Elisha's mouth as their tongues wrestled.

       Elisha and Alyssa were into some deep tongue kissing and the feel of
the blonde's hands on her tits had Alyssa kissing her even harder, but the
brunette's main thoughts were on the girl working over her pussy.  Alyssa
swore that Jessica got better at eating pussy every time she did it and
Alyssa felt pulses of pleasure shoot through her with every sexy lick her
lover took.

       The hand that Alyssa had on Jessica's head was far from necessary
since Jessica had her own hands gripping Alyssa's ass cheeks, making sure
that the pussy she was feasting on could never get too far from her mouth.
Alyssa let Jessica's soft, wet hair go from her grasp and the kneeling
girl's tongue continued on its merry way, lapping away at her pink wetness
with furious, skilled strokes.

       "Oooooooooooooh fuck mmmmmmmmmmm yessssssss drill that pussy with
your tongue!" Alyssa groaned after breaking away from Elisha's kiss.
"Fucking get that tongue deep inside me!  Ohhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhhh lick me
dry Jessica!  Bury that nasty tongue inside me and get all those wet
juices!"

       Committed to proving herself to Alyssa, Elisha then pulled the horny
actress into another long kiss.  She kept her hands latched to Alyssa's
breasts, massaging the firm mounds and making sure her nipples were at
their maximum hardness.  Elisha didn't want Alyssa to doubt her or think
she was some shy kid.  She might have been new and unsure of what all the
rules were, but Elisha wanted there to be no doubt of her lust for women.

       Alyssa happily returned the kiss, taking her fingers and running
them through Elisha's blonde hair.  All three of them were soaked now, but
the water could have suddenly shut off and none of them would have noticed.
They were too lost in each other.  Alyssa moaned into Elisha's mouth again
and again, the pleasure from Jessica's tongue rolling through her with no
signs of it slowing down anywhere in evidence.

       After running her fingers through Elisha's wet mop of hair, Alyssa
moved down to her tits, using one hand to play with them while the other
grabbed the forgotten loofa she had been using on herself before and
squeezed soap bubbles all over the blonde's chest.  Elisha squealed a
little bit as Alyssa made her tits very slippery and began doing some
serious moaning of her own as the brunette's hands got busy on her body.

       The two naked girls eagerly played with each other's tits, squeezing
and massaging the sexy girl flesh before them as they kissed.  Alyssa let
soapy water drip all over Elisha's body, running down from her breasts all
over her stomach and onto her pussy.  Elisha gasped happily as Alyssa took
a hand and worked the loofa over her cunt and her moans deepened.  She was
totally soaked and it wasn't from any water.

       The soft kissing and Alyssa's sexy touch had Elisha almost ready to
pant from horniness.  She loved the feel of the water streaming over her
bare body and the sounds of Jessica licking away while she and Alyssa made
out.  It was all turning her on and Elisha had only two words to offer.

       "Fuck me," Elisha groaned.  The words passed her lips almost as a
whisper but Alyssa had no trouble hearing them.

       "Not yet sweetie, you gotta earn that," Alyssa wickedly declared,
loving the horny disappointment that passed over Elisha's face.

       "How?" Elisha inquired, desperate to earn the privilege of having
her needs tended to by these sex goddesses.

       "Mmmmm take care of Jess for me," Alyssa ordered with a smile.
"She's being so good to my pussy that she deserves some fun of her own.
Don't you think so, Elisha?"

       "Oh yeah," Elisha agreed with a smile of her own as she cast her
eyes downward to the naked beauty lapping at Alyssa, her face fused to
Alyssa's pussy to give her tongue maximum opportunity to play.

       "Then go show me what you can do," Alyssa told the blonde.  "Make
that sexy little thing come and I might just do the same to you afterward."

       The promise of erotic pleasure to come wasn't needed to convince
Elisha to go down on Jessica, but it didn't hurt either.  Already dreaming
of the orgasm she knew was in her future, Elisha pulled away from Alyssa
and sank down the shower floor next to Jessica.  Water was all over the
cool tile and Elisha splashed softly as she moved closer to Jessica.

       Elisha didn't waste time when she reached her target.  She got right
behind Jessica's back and ran her fingers over the girl's wet slit.  This
made Jessica stiffen up and let out a happy moan, but she didn't stop
licking.  She remained bent over and in perfect position for Elisha to get
her tongue to work.

       Because of the angle of her body, Jessica's pussy lips were
naturally spread open and Elisha could see the drops of girl cream that
clung to them.  It was an enticing invitation that no one could have passed
up.  With Jessica already open and waiting for her, Elisha just had to lick
and that's exactly what she did.  She ran her tongue over Jessica's slit to
lick up her cream and let it tickle her taste buds.

       An ecstatic cry came from between Alyssa's legs as Jessica reacted
most favorably to Elisha's efforts.  The sounds of Jessica's appreciation
were muffled, but her intentions were clear and Elisha responded by licking
faster.

       Soon Jessica and Alyssa were both crying out their pleasure and the
wet hiss of the water falling from the shower head was completely
overwhelmed by the sounds of pleasure cries and wet tongues snacking on
even wetter pussies.

       Jessica always found it so hard to concentrate when she was being
licked at the same time she was eating out another girl, but it was a
problem she loved having to deal with.  The struggle to focus on one over
the other was more than offset by the ecstasy that could only come from
having a pussy against your face while a tongue was buried in your own
cunt.  Jessica loved it when everything timed out perfectly so she was
tasting an orgasm while having her own and she certainly hoped that was
going to happen here.

       Elisha didn't have the experience at eating pussy that Jessica and
Alyssa both had, but, as she had shown off both in Jamaica and here in
Malibu, she was a quick learner.  Elisha rubbed Jessica's quivering slit
with her fingers and spread her pussy open wider so she could really get
her tongue to work.  The kneeling blonde lapped at Jessica's pinkness,
swallowing her juices with greedy gulps as she moved toward her clit with
every lick.

       The sound of Jessica's muffled sex cries pushed Elisha on, but not
nearly as much as the taste of her pussy did.  In all her times with girls,
the thing that Elisha had loved the most had been how good they'd tasted
against her tongue.  Each girl she'd licked had her own distinctive flavor
and Elisha loved tasting and comparing them.  Some girls were spicier, some
were sweeter and some were tangier.  But they were all delicious.  Jessica
had a spicier pussy than girls like Cameron and Love and Elisha couldn't
get enough of her.

       The more she tasted, the more Elisha craved and she began working
her tongue furiously over Jessica's pussy.  Elisha was rewarded with
increased juices from Jessica's overheating cunt and she licked up every
drop while smiling from ear to ear.  Elisha's fingers kept Jessica's folds
spread wide for her tongue to explore all her hot spots and when the newbie
pussy licker got to her clit, Jessica lurched on her knees and cried
happily into Alyssa.

       Jessica felt her brain fill with the addictive sex endorphins that
kept her from ever getting enough girl sex.  Nothing else on this earth
could make her feel this good.  The sensation of a horny girl licking her
was such an intense pleasure that Jessica sometimes wondered how she'd ever
survived without it.  Elisha's tongue was doing everything right and it
just made Jessica want to get Alyssa off even harder.

       "Yesssssssssssss oooooooooh fuck that pussy Jess!" Alyssa groaned,
humping herself hard as her lover's tongue picked up speed and passion.
"Ahhhhhhhh so fucking good!  Mmmmm more baby more!  You're gonna get a
mouthful of my cum so soon if you just give me more!"

       Alyssa's promise and the rich taste of her juices, a surest sign as
any that she was close, had Jessica giddy with horny delight.  Her brain
was fogging over with ecstasy from the feel of Elisha's tongue between her
legs, but Jessica never let her focus leave Alyssa.  The beautiful pink
pussy before her face...so pink and so wet...demanded her absolute
attention and Jessica gave it good to Alyssa.

       Jessica's tongue had been licking fast and licking hard and Alyssa
had rewarded her with taste bud soaking gifts of her juices, but now that
she knew she had her lover right on the verge, Jessica let her tongue fall
back.  Instead she got her lips to work, sucking first on Alyssa's pussy to
draw out even more of her juices while she nursed on the tender, fuckable
folds of Alyssa's cunt and then moving onto her clitoris.

       Just as Elisha was starting to work her clit over, Jessica did the
same to Alyssa.  Her own eyes were starting to water with tears of pleasure
from Elisha's tongue touch to her swollen pleasure bud and Jessica
desperately wanted Alyssa to feel that good too.

       It was getting harder and harder to push her own pleasure to the
side to concentrate on Alyssa, but Jessica summoned her strength and sucked
on Alyssa's clit with a greedy clamp of her lips, relishing the feel of it
between her lips and the rapturous cries she got from the beautiful
television star.

       "Fuck!!!" Alyssa screamed out in a short burst of ecstasy shooting
past her lips.  "Ooooooooooooh yessssssssssssss you horny little bitch!
That's how you fucking eat pussy!  Mmmmmmmm suck on my clit Jess!  Ooooooh
suck on it hard while I fuck your beautiful face!  You're on every fucking
magazine cover these days you nasty slut and if they could only see you now
burying that face in my wet cunt and fucking me so goddamn
goooooooooood!!!"

       That was all Alyssa got out before her words turned into sharp cries
of sexual bliss thanks to Jessica sucking even harder on her clit.  The
thought of all those people who bought the magazines she got all dolled up
and sexy for seeing her like this, naked in the shower while she licked a
perfect pussy and another beautiful girl tongued her from behind, nearly
had her creaming in Elisha's mouth.  Jessica loved having this secret side
that no one but her famous girlfriends could ever dream she had.

       She teased everyone with her body and enticed them to buy magazines
and movie tickets but Jessica never gave it up to them.  They got to see
her wrapped in bed sheets and held back by bikinis.  But here nothing was
holding her back.  Jessica's body belonged to her beautiful friends and
there was nothing they couldn't take from her.  No one who ever saw her on
screen or on a cover could ever picture her getting her mouth and pussy
fucked by other beautiful women and that made the pleasure even sweeter for
Jessica.

       Not letting herself get distracted by her own thoughts, though,
Jessica just closed her eyes to let the pleasure wash over her like the
water flow cascading on their naked bodies from the shower.  She kept
sucking on Alyssa's clit while her hands squeezed the tight cheeks of her
ass.  Alyssa's hips were rocking as she fucked her face and Jessica made
sure her lips held steady, drawing the orgasm out of the brunette from pure
clit stimulation.

       "OHHHHHHHHHHH FUCK YESSSSSSSSS!!!" Alyssa roared, pushing coherent
words past her lips for just a moment before the ecstasy overtook her
again.

       Alyssa's whole body was burning with the familiar fire that only
girl sex could give her.  Tilting her head back, Alyssa cried out her
rapture and let the streaming water coat her face and fill her mouth.  But
the shower's flow was nothing compared to the pleasure she was bathing in
and Alyssa couldn't even feel a drop as she let her passion go and came
with a series of piercing cries against Jessica's face.

       The orgasmic screams that flowed out of Alyssa's mouth rained down
on Jessica and Elisha, but Jessica could barely hear them.  She was far too
occupied with swallowing down as much of Alyssa's cream as possible.
Alyssa flooded her mouth with girl cum, much to Jessica's insatiable
delight and she swallowed it down quickly, letting her tongue slide back
into Alyssa's pussy for more.

       As she came, Alyssa's thrusts against Jessica's face sped up and her
soft, tan skin was soon coated in girl cream.  Jessica's lips were covered
in her favorite kind of gloss and whatever she couldn't swallow covered her
chin and, when some of it began dripping down to her tits, Jessica cooed
and felt her pussy respond with her own juices starting to ooze into
Elisha's hungry mouth.

       Her orgasm had left Alyssa's head spinning and a wide smile crossing
her lips as the sex daze overtook her.  She pulled away from Jessica's
freshly fucked face to get her bearings back and Alyssa's smile grew even
bigger when she saw how beautifully nasty her housemate looked covered in
her cream.  Slumping down onto her ass in the shower, Alyssa couldn't help
but give her still quaking pussy a few rubs while she looked at Jessica's
sticky, gorgeous face as Elisha continued to tongue her from behind.

       Now that Alyssa had gotten off, Jessica felt free to get selfish and
concentrate on herself and, more specifically, what Elisha was doing to
her.  The girl's tongue had felt exquisite inside her pussy, licking away
at her wet folds before she had gone after her clit.

       Jessica had almost wanted Elisha to ignore her clit.  She knew that
having her clit licked and sucked would have gotten her off for sure and
deep down Jessica hadn't wanted that.  She had wanted the pleasure to keep
growing until she couldn't take it anymore and then, only then, would she
have wanted to come.

       As Alyssa had sat back smiling and moaning, Jessica had grabbed the
chance to change her position.  Jessica loved being licked from behind, but
that position denied her the treat of seeing Elisha's beautiful face
between her legs and Jessica wanted her eyes to soak in that visual.

       Elisha was surprised at first when Jessica pulled away from her
tongue.  Her first instinct had been to think she'd done something wrong
but that illusion was put to rest when Jessica grabbed her face and planted
a long kiss right on her juice covered lips.  Elisha closed her eyes and
let out a long moan of desire as she kissed her gorgeous lover and allowed
Jessica's tongue to push into her mouth.

       The kiss deepened as Jessica seemed ready and willing to taste all
the juice she had just fed to Elisha, but Elisha didn't just want to kiss.
Her taste buds were dying for more of Jessica's flavor and there was no way
she was going to let this girl move away from her before she tasted her
orgasm.

       When the girls broke for a breath, Elisha asserted herself and
gently pushed Jessica down.  Jessica offered no resistance and lay herself
down on her back with a giggle and spread her legs with a lewd lick of her
lips to show off her pinkness.

       "Want some more of this, huh?" Jessica grinned as she rubbed her
fingers over her slit and then pushed them into Elisha's mouth.

       "Mmmhmmm," the blonde enthusiastically answered, sucking Jessica's
fingers clean in the process and then letting them go from her mouth with a
wet pop.  "I want a lot more.  Give me that pussy Jess.  I want to suck all
those yummy juices right out of you."

       Jessica squealed in delight at the sound of Elisha's words and gave
her another passionate kiss before settling back and guiding the blonde's
head down to her wetness.  The hand in her hair was unnecessary as Elisha
certainly knew the way, but she loved any touch she got from Jessica.  As
she pressed her lips to the woman's pussy, Elisha smiled to herself when
she thought about how far she'd come since freaking out at the discovery of
Cameron's secret.

       She had never had this much fun with sex before and it was all
because of this incredible mansion and the beautiful women in it.  The
ecstasy of a woman's touch was like nothing she had ever experienced before
and Elisha knew she never wanted to leave this place and go back to her
old, non-lesbian sex, life.  Nothing she had ever done could match the
pleasure of just being naked with all these gorgeous girls.

       With Jessica's glistening, pink pussy spread wide for her it
couldn't have been simpler for Elisha to get to work.  She just pressed her
face to Jessica and started licking.  Elisha didn't go straight for
Jessica's clit again.  Rather she let her tongue lap up the juices that had
collected while they had been kissing, much to her lover's delight.

       Jessica cooed happily as Elisha's tongue got to work, filling her
ears with wet licking sounds of tongue against girl flesh.  Now it was
Jessica's turn to be in the line of the showerhead's spray and get her
naked body completely soaked, but just like Alyssa had, she could barely
feel a drop.  All that mattered was Elisha's tongue.

       She had just what she wanted.  Elisha hadn't gone back to her clit
for the quick orgasm.  The blonde was letting the pleasure and desire build
and Jessica was reaping all the benefits.  She knew she wasn't going to
come too quickly and she would be able to enjoy Elisha's lustful licking.

       "Oooooooh yessssss baby lick that pussy," Jessica moaned as her
fingers played with Elisha's hair while her other hand snaked up to her own
tits and started to squeeze.  "Mmmmmm you're so good at this.  Ohhhhhh God,
I love how that tongue feels inside me.  Lick up all those juices and make
me cum Elisha!  Tongue my pussy just like that!  Ohhhhh it feels so fucking
good!  Mmmmmm Camie is so lucky she gets to fuck you whenever she wants!"

       The compliments had Elisha smiling as she fed off Jessica's wetness.
She desperately wanted to make her lover feel good and to have Jessica
praising her while she tasted her made things even better for Elisha.  Her
own pussy was dripping down her legs as she remained bent over on the
shower floor.

       Her position had spread her lips open just like Jessica's had been
before and Elisha relished the feeling of hot juice tickling her flesh.  It
made her feel so nasty and horny that she couldn't help but use her free
hand to reach around back and stroke her own pussy.

       Now Elisha had both her hands at work.  One hand was working over
her pussy, sliding in and soaking two of her fingers as she fingered
herself from behind, and the other was spreading Jessica open.  Just as she
had before, while her tongue pushed in and lapped away at Jessica, Elisha
used her fingers to splay her pink folds and give her even more to lick.
Elisha's fingers were coated by Jessica's juices and it just it made her
lick even harder.

       Jessica's cries were coming out in short, ragged gasps as the
building pleasure began to push her toward orgasm.  Her shortness of breath
was making her chest bounce, which naturally caught Alyssa's attention.

       The brunette was still tingling from her afterglow but she wasn't so
far out of it that the sight of Jessica Alba's jiggling tits didn't make
her crave a touch and a taste.  With a wide smile, Alyssa got up off her
back and crawled over to her housemate with lust in her eyes.

       Alyssa grabbed Jessica's tits into her hands and began massaging
them with a firm grip as she planted a long, wet kiss on Jessica's lips.
Jessica's tongue shot right into Alyssa's mouth and she groaned wantonly
from her touch, arching her back to push more of her chest into her
housemate's grasp.

       "Mmmmmm I swear to God Jess, you've got the best tits in the whole
mansion," Alyssa declared with sexy admiration while she played with the
firm, tan breasts before her.  "They're just so perfect.  Your whole body
is so goddamn amazing I wanna fucking clone you."

       Jessica just moaned some more in response, a slight blush crossing
her face from the compliment.  She didn't want to go around comparing
bodies with her housemates.  Everyone there was so beautiful and Jessica
had never given any thought to who had the best tits or the hottest ass or
the prettiest face.  She didn't want to be competitive with her friends.
She just wanted to fuck them.

       But even as she brushed off Alyssa's compliment, it didn't mean
Jessica didn't like hearing it.  She worked hard to get her body like this
and getting praise from someone like Alyssa, especially as she pawed at her
tits and leaned down to suck and bite her nipples, was much appreciated.

       "Ooooooh fuck Lyssa...mmmmmmmmm bite them," Jessica hissed, loving
the little sharp pings of pain mixing with the sweet pleasure of Elisha's
tongue on her pussy.  "Fucking bite those nipples!  Mmmmmm make em swell in
your mouth while I'm getting my pussy licked!  Ohhhhhhhhhhh yessssssss you
can make it hurt a little!  Ooooooh it's making me so wet!  Don't stop
Lyssa!  Don't stop playing with my tits!"

       Alyssa's smile could have lit up all of Malibu as she heard
Jessica's desperate cries and she didn't hesitate to give her housemate
what she was after.  She kept her hands rubbing Jessica's amazing breasts
while she moved her mouth back and forth on her nipples.  She would lick
and suck and bite one swollen pink point and then move to the other one
before happily starting all over again.

       As Jessica's moans got louder and more frantic, Alyssa continued
worshipping her tits.  She made sure Jessica's nipples had constant
stimulation, using her tongue and teeth as a tandem to mix pleasure with
pain and give her housemate plenty to cry out about.

       Jessica was the one moaning, but she was far from the only happy
girl in the shower.  Elisha was feasting off her pussy, juicing up her own
fingers as she got Jessica closer with every lick.  Nothing ever got her
higher than the taste of a girl right before orgasm and Elisha was drawing
out every drop she could get from Jessica.  She didn't want to miss a bit
of this ambrosia and her tongue licked fast and deep in between greedy
sucks from her lips against Jessica's spread cunt.

       "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh gawwwwwwwwd yesssssssss mmmmmmmm!"
Jessica screamed as her body's nerves all stood on edge and pleasure
gripped her.  "Morrrrrrrrrrre!  Mmmmmmmm fuck me you beautiful bitches!
Fucking lick that pussy Elisha and don't you stop sucking my tits Lyssa!
Don't either of you dare fucking stop!  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh yesssssssssss
gonna come!  Ooooooh gonnnnnnna fucking come all over your tongue Elisha!
Fuck yessssss you're licking me so gooooood!!!"

       Peering up from between Jessica's splayed pussy lips, Elisha treated
her eyes to the vision of the cover girl movie star tossing her head back
and crying out indecipherable sounds of pleasure while her tits were
hungrily devoured by another gorgeous woman.  Jessica's body glistened with
the glow of a goddess from the water and the sex and just from everything.
Elisha loved seeing her like that and knowing her tongue was the reason
Jessica looked that way was a rush that nearly set her own orgasm off.

       But Elisha wasn't going to get selfish now.  She knew her own
pleasure could hold.  She didn't want to make Jessica wait and suffer while
she got her own rocks off.  Jessica's clitoris was ready and waiting for
her and Elisha finally moved in to address its throbbing arousal.

       As soon as Elisha's lips clamped down on her exposed clit, Jessica
felt a wave of ecstasy roll through her body.  She tried to scream out but
nothing came from her mouth but garbled sounds that could only hint at how
good she was feeling.  Jessica's back arched up and the pleasure pulses
continued rushing through her as Elisha sucked on her clit and gave her the
orgasm she'd been wanting since the first glance she'd gotten of Alyssa in
the shower.

       Jessica's orgasmic cries were loud, dramatic and incoherent and
Alyssa loved it.  She kept at Jessica's tits, drawing her pleasure out
while shooting Elisha a slightly jealous look from above.  Having lived
with her these past months Alyssa knew full well how delicious Jessica's
orgasms tasted and no one had to tell her how lucky the kneeling blonde was
at that moment.

       Elisha moaned from her own rapture as Jessica's cream filled her
mouth and coated her face.  At first she tried to keep up with Jessica's
orgasm, but soon Elisha gave up.  She pulled her tongue back and let
Jessica frantically fuck her face as she came.  Jessica's hips bucked
against her and Elisha held her face steady, swallowing as much of her sexy
lover as she could and making sure to leave plenty on her tongue so she
could share her prize with Alyssa.

       And when Jessica finally fell back, a happy, quivering mess of
orgasmic girlflesh, that was just what Elisha did.  She pulled herself up
into a sitting position and gave Alyssa another deep kiss, making sure her
friend got plenty to taste.

       That gesture was much appreciated and Alyssa showed it by sucking on
Elisha's tongue and giving her tits a lustful squeeze.  Elisha groaned at
the hard and very welcomed grasp of her firm breasts.  Alyssa's touch was
making her even wetter and Elisha wouldn't have been surprised if just
sitting here, getting felt up by Alyssa would have gotten her off.
Alyssa's strong, but soft hands just kept playing with her tits and Elisha
closed her eyes to let the pleasure fill her needy body.

       "Like that, huh?" Alyssa teased after breaking off the kiss.  "You
like me playing with these hot tits of yours Heesh?"

       "Mmmmmhmmmmmmmm..." Elisha replied with a wanton groan.  "Don't stop
Lyssa.  Oooooooooh your hands feel so good on my tits.  Mmmm squeeze them
and play with them.  Make me feel good like you just made Jess feel.
Ohhhhh yessssss fucking play with my tits Alyssa."

       "Oh yeah, you're definitely fitting in real nice here," Alyssa said
with a grin while her hands continued fondling Elisha as she began kissing
all over the blonde's neck and down to her pale shoulder.  "You're perfect
for this place Heesh.  Another nasty lesbian slut who can't get enough."

       "Yessssssssss I can't...can't get enough," Elisha agreed with a
moan.  "I can't ever get enough of you...of any of you.  Don't stop!  Don't
ever stop fucking me and licking me and mmmmmmm just touching me like that!
Ohhhhh I'm so fucking horny around you guys and I never want it to stop!"

       "It will never stop," Alyssa promised, more for her own benefit than
Elisha's.  "Nothing's going to stop us from fucking hot sluts like you,
Heesh.  Now get on your back baby.  It's your turn to have some fun."

       Elisha didn't mind Alyssa using the nickname that only those closest
to her got to use.  She was plenty to close to all the girls here now and,
besides, if it meant she was going to get her pussy eaten then Elisha
didn't care what Alyssa called her.

       With a giggle and a moan, Elisha fell back onto the shower tile,
right near where Jessica had been.  She didn't even have the chance to
spread herself open before Alyssa was on top of her, pressing their nude
bodies together as the brunette planted her lips on Elisha's.

       That got moans from both of them and Alyssa didn't hesitate to start
rubbing her body against Elisha's, thoroughly enjoying the feel of being
naked and on top of the younger girl.  Alyssa continued pressing down on
Elisha as she helpfully used her hands to part the sexy Canadian's legs and
spread open the pink treasure between them.

       "Mmmmmm Lyssa...I'm so wet for you," Elisha moaned.  "I need you
now.  I need you to fuck me!  Please!"

       "Good girl, you remembered to say please," Alyssa said with a sexy
laugh.  "Mmmm but I would have fucked you even if you'd forgotten.  Jess
might be down for the count, but my tongue is ready to play.  I haven't had
any breakfast yet and your pussy looks so yummy right about now."

       As Elisha moaned in anticipation, Alyssa began kissing her way down
her body.  She gave some sugar once more to the sexy Canadian's lips before
moving back down her neck, her shoulders, her gorgeous chest and down her
stomach.  With each kiss, Elisha's moans grew more desperate and Alyssa
delighted in the sight of the blonde practically humping air as she got
closer and closer to her pussy.

       By now the clouds were starting to part from her brain and Jessica
was able to appreciate what was going on in front of her.  She didn't say
or do anything though.  With so many beautiful women around her all the
time, Jessica had gained quite an appreciation for just watching and right
now she wanted to enjoy Alyssa's work.  She'd get involved when the time
was right.

       "Ohhhhhh Lyssaaaaaaaa...Lyssa...Lyssaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa...." Elisha
groaned with need, her horniness on the verge of becoming too heavy a
burden to manage.  "Don't tease me!  Please fuck me.  I'm already so wet.
My pussy needs your tongue baby.  Please don't make me wait."

       As much as Alyssa loved hearing Elisha mewing for her like that, she
didn't have a mean enough streak to force her to keep it up.  Besides she
hadn't been lying about wanting to make Elisha's pussy her breakfast.
Alyssa's stomach was growling and Elisha had just what she wanted to snack
on to start her morning right.

       Hovering above Elisha's pussy, Alyssa delighted in seeing the glaze
of girl cream that coated her slit.  Elisha's pussy was quivering for some
attention and Alyssa made sure she got lots of it, running her tongue over
her labia with a long, wet stroke to suck that cream right into her hungry
mouth.

       "AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Elisha loudly hissed as the pleasure from Alyssa's
tongue shot through her.  She'd been getting wetter and wetter by the
second since she'd first dropped her robe and Elisha knew it was only going
to take a few well placed licks to get her creaming.  Alyssa was so good at
this and Elisha couldn't wait to feel the rapture she knew was close.

       "Ooooooooooooh oooooooooh oooooooooh fuck yesssssssss mmmmmm
ahhhhhhh Lyssaaaaaaaa lick meeeeee!" Elisha squealed.  "Ohhhhhh fucking
yessssssss you're sooooooooo goooooooood!  Making me cream your mouth and
fuck your hot tongue!  Ahhhhhhhh babyyyyyyyyy yesssssssss make me come!
Make me pant and scream and come so hard against your face!  Mmmmmmmmmm
yessssss!!!"

       Lying back for Alyssa and her well practiced tongue had Elisha's
body coursing with energy.  Her hands flailed about at first, splashing
into the collected water pool on the shower floor, before they found a home
on her own tits.  Elisha played with her jiggling breasts the way Alyssa
had, rubbing her nipples and making them tingle with pleasure.

       Elisha had always envied the way some of the bustier girls she'd
been with were able to lick their own nipples.  It had always seemed like
such a hot thing to do, but she'd never tried it on herself.  She'd assumed
her tits were too small.  But Elisha was feeling frisky and flexible that
morning and, as she squeezed and pushed her own breasts up, she leaned her
head down and managed to successfully slide her tongue over her own hard
nipple.

       The success of her act had the blonde squealing in horny giddiness
and she did it to herself again.  But before she could go for a third
round, she was stopped.

       "I think it'll be easier if I do that," Jessica purred as she
lowered her head down to Elisha's chest and started tonguing her nipples.
The already swollen points were more than ready for some playtime and
Jessica batted them around with her tongue, moving from tit to tit, before
she got her soft lips around them.

       "Ohhhhhhhhhh Jesssssssss mmmmmmm yessssss get your mouth on my
tits!" Elisha cried.  "Give my tits a slutty tongue bath while I'm getting
licked!  Oooooooooh yessss you're both driving me wild!"

       "Mmmmm really baby?" Jessica teased, letting Elisha's throbbing, red
nipple fall from her lips with a sexy pop.  "You gonna come already?  You
get your pussy nice and worked up from getting me off?  You ready to cream
Lyssa's hot face?"

       "Yessssssssssss I'm so ready!" Elisha immediately answered.  "I'm
gonna fucking explode on her tongue!"

       "Oooooh no...not yet," Jessica mischievously replied.  "Not until I
give you a reward for being so good to me."

       That got Alyssa's attention and she pulled her mouth up from
Elisha's pussy just long enough to get to the bottom of her housemate's
statement.

       "What kind of reward is this little slut gonna get?" Alyssa asked,
grinning all the while.

       "Get her on her hands and knees and I'll show you," Jessica replied
before giving Elisha another kiss.

       Alyssa quickly complied with the request, adjusting Elisha's
position until she was in the classic doggie style pose.  Even though she
was being moved around like a puppet, Elisha didn't mind.  She knew
whatever Jessica had planned was going to feel good and she couldn't wait
to find out what it was.

       "So sexy," Jessica said with a lick of her lips as she fondled
Elisha's bare, glistening ass.  "A little birdie told me that you love it
up the ass Elisha.  She told me you had a lot of fun at the party getting
Maria Menounos to fuck this pretty little hole."

       Elisha blushed and giggled over Jessica's words.  She knew that she
had to be talking about Cameron and Elisha was already planning on finding
a way to thank her friend for spreading the word about how much she'd loved
what Maria had done to both of them.

       "I do love it," Elisha panted in need, her voice almost a growl.  "I
love being fucked up my ass.  Mmmmm I liked it when guys did it but girls
are so much better.  Are you gonna do it to me Jess?  Are you gonna finger
my ass?"

       "Even better," Jessica replied before spitting into Elisha's
puckered hole and then diving in with her tongue, licking up her own saliva
and drooling even more wetness into her blonde lover.

       "Oooooooooooooh!" Elisha cried giddily as Jessica began rimming her.
That was followed by even louder, happier cries as Alyssa got her tongue
back to work at her pussy.

       Pleasure shook through Elisha's naked body as her pussy and ass were
licked by two skilled, horny tongues.  What had been a burning fire of lust
inside her before was now a raging cauldron.  Elisha knew there was no way
she could withstand this pleasure and she tossed her head back to scream,
sending her wet hair flying back and then right back onto her forehead.

       Elisha didn't bother to brush it out of the way once it landed.  She
didn't care if she couldn't see.  She just cared that she could feel each
wet lick Alyssa and Jessica took against her wet holes.  She felt their
nails scraping against her ass cheeks as they grabbed a hold of her,
spreading her open so they could tongue her even deeper.  They both lapped
away at her, working her over completely with their tongues and making her
pant and scream and rock back and forth on her hands and knees.

       "YEAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OOOOOOOOOOOH FUCK MEEEEEEEE!!!" Elisha
roared as her orgasm began to set off chain reactions of ecstasy inside
her, making her tits shake wildly while she rocked back and forth on the
shower floor.  "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GODAMNNNNNNN YESSSSSSSSSSSSS
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!!!"

       Elisha cried her pleasure in happy shrieks but even though they had
already set her off, Alyssa and Jessica didn't stop licking.  Alyssa
plunged her tongue deeper into Elisha's pink, using her stiff tongue like a
cock and letting it get completely soaked in feminine essence while Jessica
was more tender in her licking, rimming Elisha's tight, sexy asshole with
sizzling wet licks.  Jessica let her tongue slide all over the tender hole,
teasing and tantalizing Elisha's sensitive hot spot until the blonde's
knees gave out and she fell to the floor, still creaming and crying.

       "Oooooooooooh mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm ooooooooooooh ooooooh..." Elisha
panted and mewed as her chest heaved from lack of breath and her orgasm
sent its final tremors through her.  Elisha's brain was mush now from the
pleasure, but she didn't mind.  Water from the shower rained down on her
face and all she could do was smile in utter satisfaction.

       "Don'tcha just love a good shower," Alyssa laughed before giving
Jessica a long kiss, returning the cum sharing favor from before.

       "Mmmmm everything's better with friends," Jessica agreed after
happily accepting Jessica's gift.

       The two kissing girls then turned their attention to the blonde,
giving Elisha some love as she cooled down from her sexual high.  Alyssa
and Jessica trapped her between them, kissing her everywhere they could
reach with quick, wet pecks as Jessica pressed her body against Elisha's
front and Alyssa took her back, sandwiching the young Canadian.

       "I am so crashing on your couch from now until eternity," Elisha
sighed dreamily, her orgasm caused smile not fading a bit while pleasure
tremors traveled through her from Jessica's tits pressing against hers and
the feel of Alyssa's still hard nipples on her back.

       "If you stick around then you're gonna get more than my tongue up
that tight little ass of yours," Jessica wickedly promised as she reached
down and gave Elisha's butt cheeks a sexy squeeze.

       "Yeah a tongue is good, but nothing beats a hot chick with a strap
on fucking your ass," Alyssa agreed.  Having both fucked many a girl up the
ass and also spread her own cheeks for a waiting fake cock too many times
to mention, Alyssa made that statement from experience.

       Elisha had never been fucked up the ass by a strap on and the
thought obviously turned her on as she squirmed a little on the shower
floor, grinding herself against her lovers.

       "Ooooh someone likes the sound of that," Jessica giggled, already
thinking about taking Elisha by the hand and walking her naked up to her
room so she could dive under her bed and pull out her strap on.

       "Maybe," Elisha coyly replied.  "I've never done that before though.
I've let guys fuck me up the ass but I've never had a girl really fuck me
there, except with fingers oooh and tongues of course."

       "Poor baby, you're missing out," Alyssa teased, her hand caressing
Elisha's wet face as water continued to pour down on them.  "Having a cock
up your ass that can never go soft is one of the best feelings in the
world.  You're depriving yourself."

       "Well maybe you can help change that," Elisha suggested her
horniness not fading even after her orgasm as she began grinding her ass
against Alyssa, loving the feel of her soft pussy against her cheeks.

       "Or maybe we should just send you up to Rose's room," Jessica evilly
suggested.  "She'd give you an assfucking you'll be feeling every time you
move for the next week."

       Elisha's eyes grew a little wider at the sound of that promise and
she quickly glanced at her two girlfriends.  She saw the faraway look in
both Alyssa and Jessica's eyes as they thought back to past experiences
with Rose and she knew they were telling her the truth about how hard she'd
feel it.

       "Have you had Mr. Snappy inside you yet?" Alyssa asked after
breaking free of the memory she'd conjured up of the first time Rose shoved
that glorious toy of hers up her ass.

       "No," Elisha shyly admitted.  "I've seen her use it and everything
and I've heard stories but I've...you know...never..."

       "Never gotten those tight holes of yours stretched out by it?"
Jessica asked, attempting to finish Elisha's thought.

       "Right," Elisha said, a nervous blush overtaking her.  She'd heard
plenty of things about Rose and her toy and she'd actually been a little
intimidated by the prospect of submitting herself to the Rose treatment.
But that fear hadn't stopped her from also getting turned on at the thought
of giving it all up to the mansion's raven haired sex goddess.

       "Well then you're not really one of us then," Alyssa laughed.

       "What do you mean?" Elisha inquired.

       "She means you haven't had your initiation yet," Jessica replied,
immediately catching on to where Alyssa was going with this.

       "Initiation?" Elisha repeated, playing along with growing interest.

       "Mmmmhmmm you haven't really become one of us till Rose fucks you
with Mr. Snappy," Alyssa declared.  "All the girls here had to be initiated
before they were allowed to play.  Jewel...Jen...Christina...me..."

       "And me," Jessica added, her pussy tingling at the memory of the
time Rose had come to her room naked except for her toy and had ordered her
down on her knees to start sucking.

       "But you haven't been initiated yet Elisha," Alyssa pointed out.
"Under the mansion rules we really should throw you out of here without
your clothes and make you walk naked to the bus stop to get a ride out of
Malibu."

       "No please...not that," Elisha begged, playing helpless.  "I'll do
anything.  Initiate me!  Please!  I want to follow the rules.  What do I
have to do?"

       "Welllllllll I don't know, do you think we should make an exception
for her Jess?" Alyssa playfully asked.  "Do you think we should overlook
the fact that this slut hasn't been initiated?"

       "She does eat pussy really well," Jessica giggled.  "It would be a
shame to throw her out and never let her back in.  Hey, do you think we
could get her initiated this morning?  I mean if we get her good and fucked
then she won't be breaking the rules anymore."

       "Yessssssss...initiate me...please..." Elisha groaned, grinding her
body back and forth between Jessica and Alyssa, loving the direction this
was going in.

       "I think that's up to Rose," Alyssa said.  "We'll just have to go
see her and find out.  Maybe if you're really nice to her Elisha, she'll
have mercy on you and pound that pretty pussy of yours instead of tossing
you out."

       "Oooooooooh and my ass too?" Elisha hornily asked.

       "You'll just have to come with us and find out," Jessica grinned as
she got up and shut off the water.  "I've got to warn you though, Rose can
be very rough.  I think Lyssa and I should come with you and make sure your
delicate bod can take it."

       "If you insist," Elisha smiled, her heart beating a little bit
faster now as she and Alyssa both got up.  She was getting a bit nervous
about this "initiation" thing, but it was an excited kind of nervous
because she knew that no matter how rough things got around here, there
were always orgasms waiting at the end.

* * * * *

       Up in the mansion's bedrooms, many of the girls were still just
stirring awake and the ones that were up were in no hurry to leave their
beds.  Jennifer Aniston fell into the latter category.  She'd been up for
awhile but she hadn't moved out of bed for two reasons.  The first was that
she was way too comfortable between the sheets to start the day and second
she didn't want to disturb her bed partner.

       There were far worse ways to start off a morning than staring into
Love's sleeping face and Jennifer couldn't help but smile as she kept her
eyes locked on her gorgeous housemate.  This had been a common vision for
her to wake up to for the last few months and Jennifer once again gave a
silent thank you for whatever force had blessed her with her friends.

       These past months had been so difficult for Jennifer and there had
been moments when she had felt almost overwhelmed with despair and regret.
But those moments had never defeated her because of girls like Jewel and
Rose and Gwen and Love.  She still felt the deep ache that could only come
from a broken heart, but there was one thing she was sure of.  She wasn't
alone and never would be as long as she had her housemates.

       Everyone at the mansion had felt loss lately and while Jennifer
wasn't the type to get caught up in her own ego and think everything was
about her, she believed that no one had lost as much as she had.  No one
else had lost a husband and seen the dreams she had created for a family
disappear into dust.

       She and Brad had worked so hard to try and get things right again
and to have everything explode was so disheartening.

       Jennifer recognized she had started these troubles by hiding her
secret life at the mansion from Brad.  And after she'd been caught there
had been so many times that she'd felt she'd lost her husband for good.
But then there had been reconciliation and a renewed hope for Jennifer that
the life and family she'd envisioned was still possible.  She felt it was
possible for her to have it all...a loving husband and beautiful female
lovers.

       But those hopes had just led to more heartbreak and what had plagued
Jennifer the most about what had happened was that she couldn't shake the
feeling she had been responsible.  It had been her idea to start bringing
her two lives together by bringing women into her bed with Brad.

       Since everything had fallen apart for good Jennifer had asked
herself again and again why she hadn't gone the simple route.  There were
so many girls in the mansion who would have been eager, even desperate, to
have a threesome with her and Brad.  Jennifer had fantasized about that so
many times, but when it came down to making an invitation it hadn't been to
any of her housemates and Jennifer had been wondering since then what had
possessed her.

       Brad had been just about to start filming Mr. and Mrs. Smith and,
after the fun she had had with her in New York and at Sarah's party in
Jamaica, Jennifer had decided to ask Angelina Jolie to join them.  She had
thought bringing in Angelina to their bed was one of the most erotic
possibilities and that it would have been naughty and fun for Brad to get
it on with one of his co-stars while she watched.  But all it had led to
was one night of pleasure and months of pain.

       Jennifer had never dreamed that her fantasy threesome could end like
it had.  She had expected Angelina to come in and pleasure them both until
they couldn't move and give them unimagined ecstasy, not steal her husband.
Now Brad and Angelina were together and had just had their first child.
Every magazine she saw just seemed to remind Jennifer of her pain.

       It was like she couldn't escape it.  Everything was "Brangelina" or
"How is Jennifer coping?"  None of the tabloids had even come close to
getting the story right, but that hadn't stopped them from running every
wild story they could come up with and each one had hurt Jennifer more.  It
just reminded her of what had really happened and made her wish even harder
that she had never introduced Brad and Angelina.

       If it hadn't been for her friends, Jennifer knew she would have been
lost in her heartbreak.  As it was, it felt like there had been a cloud
over her head since Brad had left, but that hadn't stopped her friends from
trying to cheer her up and she loved them for trying.  They had tried
everything to make her smile and make her feel good, but all the things
they'd tried had only worked temporarily.  Though she had to admit the sex
they offered her was a hell of a fun distraction.

 	Jennifer wasn't so far gone that she didn't see light at the end of
the tunnel.  She knew her funk wouldn't last forever.  Her wound was deep,
but hearts did heal and Jennifer didn't feel so sorry for herself that she
could imagine never being right again.  She knew all she needed was a
catalyst to force things along.

       She didn't know what form that catalyst would take, but Jennifer was
confident that it would come along, even if it was later rather than
sooner.

       As she reached forward and gently played with Love's hair, Jennifer
thought back to that night in Jamaica.  By pure dumb luck she had been the
first one to find out Sarah's intentions when she had run into her in the
hall just as she was going for the elevator.

       Jennifer knew she could have prevented all this by stopping Sarah or
running for everyone else to go after her and bring her back.  But instead
she had done nothing.

       She had let Sarah just walk away with only the most basic of pleas
not to.  Jennifer had replayed that decision in her mind hundreds of times
since that night and each time she came to the same conclusion.  She had
done the right thing.

       It hadn't been her place to force Sarah into staying. This had been
her decision to make and Sarah had made it.  Jennifer hated what she had
done, but she understood at least why Sarah had done it.  Sarah was making
the decision she felt was best for her marriage and Jennifer had seen just
by one look at her face how much it was hurting her to leave.

       Jennifer hadn't wanted to add to Sarah's pain.  So she had done
nothing that night and had never told her housemates what had happened.
She knew what they never could, at least not yet.  Everything that had
happened with Brad had given Jennifer the maturity to make the decision to
let Sarah choose her own path and as much as she wished Sarah had made a
different choice, Jennifer had never felt guilty for not stopping her.

       Love eventually began to stir and groan softly, indicating she was
waking up.  She shifted slightly on the bed, trying to fight it off, but
she soon lost the battle and her eyes blinked open.  When the morning
blurriness subsided, Love saw Jennifer staring at her and she smiled.

       "Morning," Love said, her voice groggy but clear.

       "Hey sleepyhead," Jennifer replied tenderly, still playing with her
bedmate's hair.  "I see you had a late night."

       "Did I wake you up last night?" Love asked.

       "Just a little when you got back into bed," Jennifer answered.  "I
went right back to sleep though.  Don't worry about it sweetie.  What were
you up to?"

       "Mmmmm Laser Tag," Love said with a little giggle.

       "Is that some kind of euphemism?" Jennifer wondered, searching her
mind for any sex act she could associate with that expression.

       "Nope," Love replied with a smile.  "It was really Laser Tag.  I was
playing with the boys next door.  I hadn't played that game since I was a
kid with my brother and the neighbors and it was soooooooo much fun.  I
even got a few of them before they zapped me.  I'm sorry I woke you though.
I tried to be really sneaky and quiet about getting back into bed.  Did you
sleep ok?"

       "Oh I tossed and turned a little bit too much, but other than that
it was fine," Jennifer stated.  "I'm surprised I didn't wake you in the
night when I was rolling around and tugging on the sheets."

       "I was up anyway, so I wouldn't have minded if you had," Love
replied, playfully pulling herself on top of Jennifer and making sure she
could feel how her nipples were starting to swell.

       "So I can see," Jennifer said with a smile, her own nipples
beginning to have a similar reaction in response to her sexy bedmate's
actions.

       Love leaned her face down and kissing Jennifer right on the lips.
Her kiss quickly won the older woman over and Jennifer kissed her right
back.

       "I'm still a little sleepy," Love declared with a giggle. "Mmmmm
wanna wake me up some more Jen?  I owe you some fun after last night, you
know."

       "You don't even have to ask," Jennifer answered as her hands moved
down to squeeze Love's bare ass.  This was a wake up jolt that was better
than any cup of coffee.

* * * * *

       While others were just getting up, Hilary Duff and Lindsay Lohan had
stayed within the pattern they had established over the past few hours
since the morning sun had first stirred them both.

       They would fuck then doze off then wake up again and fuck again and
then doze back to sleep and then wake up and start it all over again.  If
it had been possible to subsist just on sleep and sex then neither girl
would ever have left the guest room they had turned into their love nest.

       But unfortunately life had demands that neither girl, especially
with so many eyes on them, could escape.  So, as she tried not to wake the
softly sleeping Lindsay, Hilary started getting up.  She wiggled herself
away as gently as she could from her fellow teenager's embrace, wishing she
never had to leave and she could stay here forever.

       The trip down to Jamaica had truly been paradise for Hilary.  Not
only had she been a guest at an orgy with the most beautiful girls in the
world, giving her a dream chance to fill her belly with girl cum from all
those hot, pink pussies and quench the thirst for other girls she had been
addicted to since her first visit to the mansion, but she had found herself
a kindred spirit in the process.

       Since they had gotten back home, Lindsay had been Hilary's partner
in lesbian crime and things had been better between them than Hilary had
ever dared imagine they could be when she had first placed that call to the
redhead inviting her to the party.

       As far as the world was concerned, the two teenagers still had a
cold rivalry.  But the truth was that the ice had been melted a long time
ago by hot lust.

       No one, save for their circle of friends in Malibu, had any idea
that each and every second of free time the two girls had was spent with
each other, kissing and touching and licking and doing all the fun things
horny girls desperate for pussy did.  It was hard to find chances
sometimes, but they never let a single one go by wasted.

       None of the gossip reporters ever dared picture the truth that
Hilary Duff and Lindsay Lohan were no longer at each other's throats.
Their hands were too busy ripping off each other's clothes whenever they
could.  Every chance they had, the two girls hooked up and there was no
better place for them to sneak away too for their secret rendezvous than
Malibu.

       They stayed over as often as they could, enjoying not only each
other's bodies, but the flavors of all the sexy girls there.  Each teenager
had a lust for girl sex that nothing could satiate and they had fit right
into the flow of the mansion lifestyle, so much that they each had an open
invitation to stay whenever they could.

       Hilary wished she could make good on that invitation and never
leave.  Everything she had worked for all her life seemed meaningless now.
She didn't want to live under her mother's rules anymore and the demands of
trying to be an actress and a pop superstar were now nothing more than
distractions from what she really wanted...to do nothing but fuck beautiful
girls and lick them dry again and again until she passed out with a happy,
cummy smile on her face.

       Hilary longed to run away from her mother's constant orders that she
do this and sing that and act in this and do a commercial for that and live
here at the mansion and bring Lindsay with her so they never had to leave
this beach paradise.  But she knew she couldn't do that.

       Deep down Hilary couldn't see herself standing up to her mother and
that if she did, her mother would do anything she could to keep her away
from her sexy friends.  It was a fight Hilary was too afraid to take on.

       Knowing that her mother would soon be looking for her, Hilary
decided she had to leave before things got too late in the morning.  She
had told her mother that she had been staying at a friend's house and that
simple story would hold as long as Hilary didn't give her mother any reason
to be suspicious.  That meant getting home when her mother wanted her to be
and since she had to fight freeway traffic, Hilary knew she couldn't delay
her departure even if all she wanted was to stay.

       She and Lindsay had tossed their clothes all over the room last
night almost as soon as they had gotten there and had happily hopped from
room to room naked as babes before ultimately crashing where they'd
started.  Hilary quickly located her panties on the floor near the side of
the bed and she didn't have to reach far to grab them.

       Hilary sat up on the bed and, as she pulled her panties up over her
otherwise naked body, she ended up waking her bedmate.  Lindsay's eyes
flickered open and she smacked her lips, smiling when she still tasted girl
all over them.  She rolled over expecting to find Hilary next to her and
when all she got was empty bed, the redhead sat up and made a dive for her
panty clad lover before she was able to get her feet on the ground.

       "Noooooooooo..." Lindsay protested playfully as she dragged Hilary
back into bed with her.  "You can't leave me!  I won't let you!"

       Hilary reacted with a giggle and a kiss to Lindsay's waiting lips as
soon as she turned around.

       "I have to," Hilary insisted before helping herself to another kiss.

       "No you don't," Lindsay countered most effectively before sucking
Hilary's tongue into her mouth and rubbing their bare tits together.
"Mmmmm you have to stay here and play with me.  There's so much more I want
to do to you."

       Lindsay then added to her statement by reaching down to grab Hilary
through her panties.  She squeezed the teen's cheeks, getting happy squeals
from her mouth while they kissed.  The two girls rolled around the bed,
never stopping their kiss, and ground their bodies together, the desire
they had for each other's bodies not even close to being quenched despite a
morning of orgasms.

       Now that Lindsay's eyes were opened to the pleasure of sex with
girls not a chance had gone by without her grabbing it.  Paris Hilton had
been shocked when Lindsay had made a move on her, but that hadn't stopped
the two of them from spending hours getting very wet and naughty in a hot
tub.  A script conference with Samaire Armstrong on their movie set had
ended up in what felt like a day long 69.  Virginia Madsen had been eager
to offer to advice to Lindsay on the set of Prairie Home Companion and the
teenager had given her back so much more with her tongue and fingers.  And
it seemed like every night out at a club offered endless opportunities for
chances to sneak away to dark corners for play time with horny, willing
girls.

       But the girl Lindsay had the most fun with was right here in bed
with her.  She couldn't get enough of Hilary.  She loved how the blonde
teenager seemed so wholesome to the world and was so very not in private.

       Lindsay had often thought to herself over these past months how
Hilary was the one getting all the good press and she was the one
constantly being made into the slut of the year and while in reality, the
truth was Hilary had been the one to corrupt her.  It was one of life's
ironies but all Lindsay really cared about was how good it felt to fuck her
former rival and all the beautiful girls she was friends with.

       The first time Hilary had brought her to the mansion, Lindsay felt
like she had died and gone to heaven.  It was just like the party in
Jamaica every night, albeit on a much smaller scale.  There had been
beautiful girls willing and ready to not only satisfy all of Lindsay's
desires but give her new ones as well to leave her pussy dripping all day
and all night for female flesh.

       Lindsay had never had a bondage fantasy in her life before Rose had
taken her down to the dungeon, chained her up by her wrists and subjected
her to the sting of a whip for the first time and now there were times when
all she wanted was to surrender control and play slave to Rose's mistress,
begging the raven haired sex goddess to beat her and fuck her without
mercy.

       Lindsay had never dreamed about having her pussy and ass stuffed
full of hard plastic at the same time before Jewel and Christina had double
penetrated her tight holes with their strap ons and now there were times
when she didn't feel satisfied until she was double fucked.  Just last
night, Love and Jessica had filled her just like that with their strap ons
and Lindsay was already wet with desire to feel it again.

       And that didn't even cover how much she had learned to love new and
kinky uses for candle wax, bananas, ball gags and, of course, school girl
outfits one size too small.  She loved playing dress up games with her
friends here, getting into her sluttiest outfits to play like she was a
hooker for them to pick up off the streets to buy the services of her
tongue or a cheerleader who forgot her panties under her skirt and had to
be punished.

       One time she had even dressed up like a cop and had put on a show
for everyone by "arresting" Hilary and making sure she was thoroughly strip
searched and interrogated until the blonde "confessed" to being a dirty,
pussy loving whore.

       But the deliriously amazing sex wasn't the only reason Lindsay loved
this place.  It was also where she felt the most safe and happy in the
world.

       Her life was so crazy.  She couldn't escape the pressure or the
stress at work, at home or even when she was out at play.  But here was her
escape and the girls had been there for her when she had needed help the
most.

       Over the past months everyone had seemed obsessed with Lindsay's
weight and her partying habits and whether or not she'd done drugs.  If
only they'd known the truth was that she didn't want to eat.  She didn't
want to sleep.  She just wanted to fuck and, looking back, she admitted
that she might have let things get out of hand for a bit.

       Hilary had gotten really worried for her, told the others how she
felt and finally it had been Jennifer Aniston and Alyssa Milano who had sat
her down one night at the mansion and told her that she needed to take care
of herself so she didn't just burn out before their eyes.  She had brushed
their concerns aside at first, but by keeping at her and showing they
really had her best interests in mind above all, Lindsay had given in and
let them help her.  Now she could see how right they had been.  She had
been wasting away before their eyes.

       Lindsay had only been too happy to place herself in their capable
hands.  They insisted she sleep more, spend more time with them and less
with Nicole Richie and start gaining her weight back on a diet that
naturally included liberal portions of pussy cream.  Lindsay had no problem
with that prescription and Jennifer and Alyssa had helped her when even her
own mom couldn't reach her.  Now Lindsay was looking healthier and feeling
better than she had in a long time.

       She loved it in Malibu and the only thing she wanted more than to
stay at the mansion forever was for Hilary to stay with her.

       "You don't have to go," Lindsay continued to insist as she rubbed
her body against Hilary's and began working her lover's panties down her
body.  "You have to stay with me and lose these clothes. Mmmmm you gotta be
naked like me."

       Right then Hilary desperately wanted to be naked with Lindsay.  She
wanted to feel their bodies rub together and the wetness from their pussies
mix as they kissed and touched and made so much sex noise that all the
other girls from the mansion would want to join them.  But, as the clock
next to the bed made clear, she just couldn't.

       "I can't," Hilary said glumly.  "I have to go.  My mom..."

       Hilary didn't even have to finish her sentence because Lindsay knew
what was coming next.  Lindsay might have forgiven her fellow teen for
their rivalry, but that didn't make her think any higher of Susan Duff, who
had been poison to her in the press for years now.

       "Ok baby...but call me today...promise?"  Lindsay replied,
reluctantly letting Hilary go from her embrace.  "Text me.  Email me.  Just
find a way to talk to me.  I hate not being with you Hil."

       "I promise I will," Hilary swore before the younger girl stole one
last kiss from Lindsay before scooting off the bed, pulling her panties
back up and beginning the search for the rest of her clothes.  "I hate
leaving too.  I'm miserable when I'm not here with you."

       "I just wish we could do this every day," Lindsay sighed as she
rolled back into bed.  "I hate when I can't see you Hil.  I just wanna be
with you and fuck you and just go completely wild.  When I'm with you, it's
the only time I really feel free."

       Through all the drama in her life, Hilary and their Malibu escapades
had been her calm port in the storm.  Her father had made life so hard for
her and her mom and even though Lindsay loved her mom more than anything
she found herself both pulling away and unfairly lashing out at her.

       She felt guilty about that, especially with the divorce and her dad
in jail still making life miserable for them, but Lindsay hadn't been able
to find the calm she needed with her mother.

       Her mom had been borderline hysterical about everything lately and
was keeping such a close eye on her, always wanting to know where she was
going and if she was drinking or partying too much. Lindsay definitely
understood why her mom was worried, but what she she needed was calm and
relief and not an overprotective parent.  Hilary and all their sexy friends
gave her what she needed and what her mother couldn't give her.

       With a little giggle to herself and a blushing smile crossing her
face, Lindsay thought that she was actually getting what her mother needed
most and that maybe she should share.  Her mom seriously needed to calm
down and relax and some hot, lesbian sex would have definitely made her mom
smile again.  It had certainly worked for her and Lindsay wondered if she
should just send a hot girl to the house to get her mom laid so things
could be calmer there.

       But that would never work, unfortunately.  Her mother was pretty
liberal about things, but she still freaked out about lesbianism for some
reason.  She always had for as long as Lindsay could remember.

       "Mothers..