Knocking On Her Door
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18 year old Lorraine walks down the corridor, her long dark hair swept neatly into a ponytail, sling bag over her shoulder.
Standing in front of the heavy grey door, her eyes go over the letters spelling “Tammy” many times.
She takes a deep breath, swallows once and knocks.
“Yeah. Come in.”
Lorraine opens the door hesitantly. Her eyes glued to the ground.
The door closes behind her. She doesn’t take another step.
“Onee-sama.”
Tammy is sitting at her desk typing away. She doesn’t look up from her laptop.
There is a sustained moment of silence.
Tammy lifts her head.
“…Hey.”
“Onee-sama, are you busy?”
“No.. Yeah.. Well I’ve just got to sort this out and – ” Tammy’s train of thought trails off.
“Um I..”
“Sit down okay? I’ll just wrap up.”
Lorraine crosses the room towards the black sofa set in front of the full length glass windows. It is a cloudless night. Lights dot the horizon. She looks back at Tammy. Tammy looks slightly dishevelled. She holds her fringe one hand and is staring intently at some papers.
Lorraine takes her water bottle out of her bag and drinks. It has been a long day at lessons. Regine-sama had been in a good mood today so choreography class didn’t go as badly as expected. Still, her feet ached.
Lorraine looked over at Tammy again. Tammy mutters incomprehensibly under her breath and pinches her nose bridge. She walks over to the printer. Lorraine stares down at her water bottle.
2300hrs
Tammy clicks send on the outlook webpage. She leans back Çeşmealtı Escort into her chair closing her eyes and breathing a deep sigh. She looks across the room at the sofa where Lorraine lay sleeping. Rubbing her temples, she crosses the room.
Tammy sits on the floor beside the sofa. Carefully, she brushes a lock of hair away from Lorraine’s face. She gazes at Lorraine’s flushed cheeks and her flawless skin. Her hand strays from her hair to cup her cheek softly.
Tammy begins to stroke Lorraine’s cheek with her thumb. Lorraine stirs and opens her eyes slowly.
“Onee-sama.”
“Hey.”
Tammy continues to caress her cheek.
Lorraine looks at her and blinks a couple of times.
“What time is it?’
Lorraine begins to prop herself up with her elbows.
Tammy’s hand drops to Lorraine’s shoulder. She presses her down into the cushions.
“It’s okay, I’ll drive you back later.”
Tammy runs her hand down Lorraine’s arm and holds her hand.
“You okay?”
Lorraine nods.
“Sorry you had to wait so long… I had a last minute invoice come in and I-“
Lorraine reaches for Tammy’s face. She lightly strokes Tammy’s heavy eyebags.
“You look really tired, Onee-sama…”
Tammy smiles weakly. She takes hold of Lorraine’s hand and lowers it, leaning in to kiss her on the forehead.
It was silent in Tammy’s Mini Cooper on the way back to Tammy’s place. Lorraine had asked to stay over.
“Everything okay? Would you like some music on?”
Lorraine shook her head.
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“Nee-sama… you’re always so busy.”
“Yeah I… Can’t help it.”
Tammy looks over at Lorraine who is twirling the ends of her hair.
“Are you upset?”
Lorraine doesn’t reply.
“Lorraine…”
“..No..”
Lorraine looks out of the window at the night sky.
They get to Lorraine’s apartment. Tammy throws down her bags and walks into a room, emerging with clean towels and clothes.
“Go have a shower first okay?”
Tammy hands the bundle to Lorraine and reaches for her cheek. Lorraine flinches slightly. Tammy withdraws her hand hesitantly.
Lorraine bites her lip and nods subtly.
–
Lorraine stepped into the shower shivering slightly. The hot water soothed the tension in her shoulders. She tilted her head upwards and closed her eyes, letting the stream of water hit her face.
She didn’t notice Tammy’s presence until Tammy entered the shower.
“Nee-sama! I…You..-“
Blood rushed to Lorraine’s cheeks and ears, her arms instinctively moving in front of her chest.
Tammy grabbed hold of Lorraine’s wrists and gently brought them down.
“I figured it would be faster this way.”
She smiled at Lorraine before turning to the shower stream and letting herself get completely drenched. Lorraine watched Tammy’s shoulder-length brown hair get wet and began to shampoo herself.
Tammy turned around to face Lorraine. Picking up the bottle of shower gel, she squeezed a generous amount Escort Çeşmealtı into her palm.
She covered her hands in soap and placed them on Lorraine’s bare hips, slowly snaking her hands around Lorraine’s narrow waist.
Every muscle in Lorraine’s body tensed. She looked worriedly at Tammy.
“Onee-sama… I really don’t-“
Tammy let her hands glide across Lorraine’s lower back and abdomen.
“Hm?”
“Onee-sama..”
Tammy leaned forward to Lorraine’s ear.
“Relax…”
She pulled Lorraine into an embrace. She could feel some tension from Lorraine ease. Water was raining down on both of them.
Tammy started to move her hands over Lorraine’s back, applying pressure to her muscles and sensually rubbing her back. Lorraine breathed out heavily.
She started to bring her hands back to the front of Lorraine’s body, finding her way up to caress Lorraine’s young breasts. Tammy massaged her breasts purposefully and gently, stopping to lock lips momentarily with Lorraine. Lorraine’s nipples were getting hard from all the physical contact and she was starting to contract with want down there. She had never felt this way before.
But before she could protest, Tammy had spun her around and hugged her from behind, leaving a trail of kisses down the side of her neck, arms tightly wound around her body. Lorraine inhaled sharply. She could feel Tammy’s erect nipples against her own smooth, soapy back. She leaned into Tammy and turned her head slightly to meet Tammy in a deeper kiss. Their tongues swirled together while Tammy squeezed Lorraine’s breasts tenderly. Lorraine started to feel herself getting wet.
Lorraine grabbed Tammy’s wrists and turned around to face her. They were both breathing heavily. Tammy pulled Lorraine into a warm hug, water washing the soap off the both of them.
“Onee-sama…”
Tammy kissed Lorraine lightly on the forehead.
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