Cherie, practically started living with me. Her mother and father was divorced, and her (alcoholic) dad lived with Cherie's sister Marie, grandmother and aunt, while her mother was getting married again to a German rich guy named Wolfgang, who lived in Indonesia. Cherie didn't wanted to live in Indonesia. Neither did she wanted to live at her aunt's place, so she moved in with me. She had not been at school much, neither had I. We would either get up too late to go to school, or just skip it. We didn't care. All we cared for was ourselves and each other. But I was actually formally introduced to Marie, and the first thing she asked about was: ''Are you really a lesbian?'' Cherie got angry and said she didn't knew. But that I was her girlfriend, and that was all that mattered! I thought that she was bisexual, but I didn't care. All I cared for was Cherie.
One day, we went shopping. Or looking around, since we didn't have that much money. We looked around in different shop's and then we had lunch, at Pop N' Taco. Then we walked around on Hollywood Boulevard.
Cherie found this lingerie shop, where there was this sexy corset, in the window. Cherie wanted it, I could see it on her face. We went into the store and she tried it on. ''Holy crap, you're sexy in that Cherie!'' I burst out.. That was it! She was going to get this corset! She bought and we went home.
When we got home, we decided to order a pizza, cause we still, didn't knew how to cook. We sat and ate, and when we got finished, I cleaned up. Cherie suddently disapeard. I thought she was going to the bathroom. Suddently she yelled: ''Joan, put some music on!'' I did. Was we going to have sex, again? We had had a lot of sex lately, but it was fine with me. It was lovely. I turned on some candles. If it was going to happen, it was gonna be amazing!
Cherie stepped out of the bathroom, wearing her brand new corset. She was so hot! ''Wow you look... You look amazing, Cherie.'' I blurred out. ''Oh yeah? How amzing?'' she asked in a teasingly. I decided to show her instead of telling her, so I opened my belt and came closer to her. ''Well you look hot Cherie, but it is okay, if I.....'' I pulled the corset straps down, and kissed her neck. She reached down and unzipped my pants. I tried to take her corset off, but I wouldn't come off. I started laughing, hysterically. ''What the fuck is so funny?'' Cherie asked. ''I can't get this mother fucker corset off!'' I screamed. ''Here, let me help you.'' she said. She took the corset off, pushed me into bed, and laid on top of me. ''Is this better?'' she asked. I was too horny to talk, so I just kissed her. She took my clothes off and I touched her, everywhere. But suddently she took my hands away from her. ''Don't move your fucking hands!'' she yelled. I decided to let her have the control. Never in my whole life, have I had such good sex. Her hands were everywhere. I realy don't remember anything. It was so blurry. I got an orgasm. It was just so nice. I loved it! I wanted more of this!! All the time! More, more, more!
