"So do you like it or hate it?"
"What?"
"What you see." Gena turned her face full towards her. Her eyes were large and seemed so open and guileless. Ryan let her dead drop slightly so she would not have to look into that piercing stare.
"You're an attractive girl, I've told you that already."
"Yes, but do you like me?"
"I don't know. I don't even know you. It's absurd. How could I know now whether I like you or not."
"But you've already made up your mind. I'm sure of it. Everybody does right off. You're no exception."
Ryan turned away again, trying to hide a smile creeping over her face despite everything. She twisted her head back quickly, facing Gena. Her face was wreathed in a smile.
"Oh, Gena, of course I like you. You're such a silly little kid. Nobody could hate you." Gena tilted her head downward slightly, averting her eyes.
"People have, you know."
Ryan wanted to laugh out loud. Gena was going too far, playing the poor orphan beaten by the big bad world. Furthermore, Ryan couldn't believe a word she said. Gena was spoiled. It was obvious that she had always gotten her way.
Gena laid her hand on Ryan's thigh.
"For instance," continued Gena, "I never thought that Dex cared anything for me, really. I'm shocked, honest. I thought I was a piece of trash to her. You know when she knew you'd come home, she just threw me into a cab." Ryan showed her surprise, despite herself. "And when she did that, I really did feel like trash. I cried. You can even ask her. She saw it. I know she did even though she pretended not to."
Ryan sat there in total confusion. It would have been just like Dex to have a sudden pang of remorse and treat the kid in that way. Dex was such a romantic, such a Puritan at heart.
"Well, I'm sorry if Dex hurt you. I don't think she meant to," Ryan replied softly. Gena moved her hand over Ryan's thigh. Then she bent over and rested her head on her shoulder. Ryan could think of nothing to do but pat the girl softly on the head. She didn't know whether Gena was going to burst into tears or what.
"There's nothing so serious about that."
"You think it's serious, Ryan. You wouldn't have come to get a look at the little whore Dex made it with, if you didn't." Ryan caught herself. She was going to blurt out, no, you're nothing of the kind… but it would have been a lie. That's exactly why she had come. To call the girl a whore, a piece of trash.
"So I've changed my mind." She gave Gena a fresh appraisal. She was very attractive. Her curly blonde hair was fabulous. She wanted to run her hand through it.
All of a sudden everything changed. It was as if a drug had escaped into the air of the apartment and they were stoned.
Gena moved her hand up Ryan's thigh and pressed it into her crotch. The touch of a woman, after that of Robard, electrified her. It was perhaps what she had really wanted after all, when she had left his place. She had needed a contrast, a reminder of the feel of a woman. And now Gena, of all people, was providing that.
As if in a dream the two woman undressed quietly. The first sight of Gena's bare breasts sent a shiver up Ryan's spine. Her breasts were lovely. She wanted to clasp them, knead them in her hand. She reached out and touched the nipple of one of them, feeling it stiffen under her finger tips.
A sigh exploded from Ryan's throat as Gena suddenly went down on her knees and licked her long tongue over her crotch. The boldness of this young animal now excited her totally. So this was what had mesmerized Dex. She understood everything now as the pink tongue licked in between her fast-swelling labia.
In no time Gena had found her clitoris and had coaxed it out of the hood of flesh. She pulled on it with her lips, then with her teeth. She sucked on it just as Ryan had sucked on Robard's stiff cock.
Ryan felt almost sick with pleasure as the young mouth played its tricks on her. It was suddenly too much, too soon. Only hours ago a man had done the same thing to her. She felt she must be mad.
Visions of Robard's stiff cock ramming down her throat filled her head as Gena sucked her cunt. The fantasy aroused her further and sickened her at the same time.
Suddenly she knew she had to have a woman's cunt in her mouth. She craved the odor the taste everything about it. Somehow it would cleanse her of this whole nightmare.
Then the phone rang.
"It's Dex," said Gena immediately.
"How do you know? You didn't plan to see her tonight or something?"
"No, no, nothing like that. But I'm sure it is. I didn't even give her my number. She never asked, incidentally. But I know she must have gotten it from Morton. Prove it. You answer the phone."
Ryan hesitated. If it was Dex on the line she wasn't sure she wanted to hear her voice. "I don't want to," she blurted out, then caught herself. She sounded like a whining infant. Gena grinned at her. "I'll answer it. It couldn't be," said Ryan, moving toward the telephone.
Picking up the line, hearing Dex's voice, she was speechless. She held the phone to her ear as if in slow motion, then quickly hung up.
During the short time Ryan had been on the phone, Gena had disappeared into the other room. Now she returned, grinning cockily.
"It was her, wasn't it?" She knew the answer before even asking it, of course. "So what did you say?"
"I hung up," replied Ryan with a blank expression.
"That wasn't very nice. Oh well, I'm sure you have your reasons." The sound of Gena's voice echoed in her head. Reasons? Just what were they, after all? Ryan went over and sat down naked on the couch. She buried her head in her hands, trying to get a grip on things. Suddenly she didn't care if Gena saw her in so vulnerable a position. It didn't matter.
Ryan heard Gena's bare feet patter across the room, then felt her breath on her leg.
"Let me make love to you. That's what really matters now."
Ryan felt the small mouth nuzzle the tender flesh of her inner thigh. She shook her head violently, as if trying to shake out the confusion.
"You're right, Gena. You're absolutely right."
In minutes the two women were down on the floor, kissing each other's bodies. Ryan was seized again with the desire to taste Gena's cunt. In seconds she had licked down the girl's thighs, sending her moaning as her mouth clamped down her damp pussy. She pushed her tongue between the swelling labia, eager for the taste of the girl's juices.
She was not disappointed. As her tongue flicked over Gena's clitoris, a gush of pre-cum seeped out of the hollow of her vulva and rushed into her mouth. Ryan moaned loudly as she licked it up and savored it. The odor, the slickness of it, the taste, everything was making her drunk.
She felt Gena's cunt beginning to shudder as the muscles of her vulva contracted against the invading tongue.
"Lick me, oh, lick me," Gena began moaning loudly. The words sent Ryan slurping and sucking like a maniac. She wanted to make the girl come right now. She wanted to feel the spasms, the shudder of her body as she peaked.
Gena continued moaning. She put her hands on top of Ryan's head and pushed it down. Ryan felt she would smother as her face was jammed between the girl's sweating thighs.
Gena began bucking, riding her prodding tongue. Ryan grabbed her underneath, cupping the two cheeks of her round ass in her hands. She shoved the girl's cunt up at a different angle so that she could lick deeper insider her and suck on her labia at the same time.
Gena suddenly came alive. Her moans became shrill as her cunt writhed against Ryan's mouth and suddenly her whole body quivered.
"Oh, Ryan," she gasped, "I'm coming. I'm coming." With that, Ryan's tongue and mouth were overwhelmed in a gush of juice and contractions. Gena peaked quickly, shuddering into climax and then rested her ass back down on Ryan's hands. She lay exhausted. Ryan caught her breath.