copulation b.e imagines

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requested by: richdumpster

The year was 1950 Billie was in her room slightly biting her lip with her legs closed as she scanned the pages of a playboy magazine.

Billie felt hot all over her body was on fire from the arousal forming and the temptation of looking at the woman in the magazine.

"Hey Billie!" Her mom knocked on the door. Billie quickly threw the magazines her mom walked in. "Yes Mom?" Billie said as her face was flustered.

"Your friend Maggie is coming over in a few while I go run some errands." She replied before smiling. "Okay mom." Billie replied.

"Please tidy up your room before guest come over." Billie's mom replied before she closed the door. Billie quickly fixed her bed vacuumed her room took out the trash out.

When she was done the doorbell ranged. "Come on O'Connell open the door!" Maggie yelled.

"Coming!!" The nervous blonde stepped at the door. Billie had always known Maggie although Maggie was a year older than her, they'd been friends for this exact reason.

Maggie's mother never found anything wrong with Billie and neither did Billie's mom so they were tied at the hip.

Of course, Billie would wonder if that would stay the same if she told Maggie about her feelings. Billie knew she liked woman there was no doubt about it.

She'd see on the news how gay men and woman would get harassed and insulted for something they couldn't control; it was the 50's and nothing didn't go by without a thought.

But Billie would never confess her feelings or sexuality to Maggie for the simple fact she knew Maggie was straight. There was no doubt about it the way Maggie talked about men all the time was convincing enough.

"Billie!!" Maggie said wrapping the younger girl in a hug. "Hi Maggie." Billie replied as the gorgeous girl wrapped her arms around the blonde.

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"But I don't think I can even fail English" Maggie laughed hanging off of Billie's bed as Billie laid on the floor.

Billie and Maggie were talking about nonsense. Billie enjoyed the moments where i would just be them talking about nothing but everything at the same time.

Although she felt bad about the thoughts, she would have about the older woman at night when it was just her in her bed.

Billie felt guilty that she wasn't normal, the scariest part about even mentioning it is how people would act different although you've been that way the whole time.

Billie didn't want to get judged she didn't want to be the next woman who made the news for being assaulted because she liked woman.

So, she kept to herself. The best way she knew "being gay is sinister" her grandmother told her the day she saw the news, or "good for them they need to be normal it was deserved" her dad would say when another story made the news.

Billie was frightened to be her real self because of all the comments by her family deep down she knew she would never be accepted into her family because of what she liked. She threw on a face so real and familiar that nobody noticed except for one.

Maggie looked around the bed as she noticed a magazine. "Hey, I have to go to the bathroom." Billie said getting up exiting the room.

Maggie quickly shuffled to the ground to pick up the magazine she flipped to a random page that showed explicit pictures of woman. Maggie staired at the pictures in awe. She couldn't believe that Billie was like her.