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Desiree & Kelsie: Part 3

It was over. Kelsie had been gone for almost two weeks. The closest friend she'd ever had, the friend she'd come to love….was gone. As mysteriously as she'd come. Why had she been so selfish and stupid?! Kelsie had loved her, that was plain now, had been then too. She'd just been too afraid to believe it.

There was a void in her heart, no longer due to a truth she didn't want to accept but a love she would never forget. For two days now Desiree had stayed home from school ill, how could she work when her heart ached so? She knew she had to move on, she'd made a mistake and was paying for it but she couldn't wallow in self pity forever. Just one more day, always just one more day….

Curling herself up tighter in her sheets she ran over all the memories….memories she would always treasure….Kelsie's kiss….her hands on Desiree's breasts…. Suddenly she was hot and throbbing, wanting Kelsie to touch her and make love to her….all the way. But Kelsie was gone. Gingerly she moved one hand down over her stomach then her abdomen and then to….'there'. Hesitating for a moment she focused her awareness on her hand and what it was about to do.

If Kelsie isn't coming back then I need some way to keep my sanity. Touching the place that was throbbing only made her desperation grow. Rubbing in circular finger movements her breathing became more labored, her heart pounded harder. Moving her legs farther apart she pushed her whole hand down on the source of her hunger. Images began flooding her mind as she groaned quietly, placing her unoccupied hand on her right breast and teasing it roughly. She could feel the heat rising from her abdomen and her hand became increasingly firm as the clenching inside her deepened. The images sharpened and she could see Kelsie above her, blue eyes misted with love, a gentle smile on her soft lips. Even though Desiree had never seen her friend naked she could picture her in intimate detail, from her petite breasts to her slender waist and rounded thighs. The sight alone made her aware of a thick liquid slowly coating her groin.

"Kelsie." Her groans grew, unafraid since she knew no one else was home. "Oh god Kelsie, I want you. Dearest Kelsie I love you….don't ever leave me." Her breathing grew faster and she was so tense but her fingers stopped and she knew she couldn't finish it. It just wasn't the same.

Lying back into her pillow she massaged her brow, re-straightening her sleeping shirt and panties. "Oh Kelsie." Her tears fell hot on her cheeks, squeezed from her eyes by the pressure of a troubled soul. Then there was heat on her forehead, a gentle hand stroking away the pain. Opening her eyes, hope sparking to life in her heart she saw that deep blue, the twinkle still very much alive and her expression shining with nothing but love. Kelsie.

Bolting to an upright position Desiree was flooded with a wave of relief, so much so that she could do nothing but stare with her mouth hanging open at the grinning girl by her side dressed as she was, in a loose fitting night shirt.

"Well don't look so happy to see me girl!" And we both smiled.

Her right hand stroked Desiree's damp cheek and she leaned close to Desiree so that her mouth just brushed against her lover's ear. "Was what you said true?"

Taken aback for a moment by both the question and Kelsie's scent Desiree paused but knew in her soul what she must do. Wrapping her arms around the entity she would never really understand she brought their lips inches apart and, looking into the eyes she wished to fall into forever whispered. "Yes Kelsie, I love you."

The smile that followed her confession sent her heart soaring into the abyss of unforgettable happiness and the two embraced each other, snuggling closer then would have ever seemed right before but what did it matter when two lonely souls were in love?