It is very difficult to apprehend each and every move conspired by nature in our lives. Some are sweet, some are bitter and some are phenomenal. The problem is that we humans have not evolved at that point where we can understand and forecast the next move in our lives. Same was the way in the life of Linda. Her life has been bitter till date, but her faith and belief told her that something good and exciting was about to happen. Her frustration was not only from her life but also from the fact that she was not sexually satisfied. In fact, it was a real embarrassment for her to accept that fact that despite being in a high school, she was still a virgin! She has not even kissed a guy till date. But her sub conscious made her aware that somewhere down in the very near future, things are waiting to get exploded. Linda was just a normal girl who followed the general norms of life as she was an average girl. One thing was certain that she will not get any privileges because of her looks or her figure. It cannot be said that she was not an eye candy. She was beautiful in her own sense. There were certain parts of her body that made her look adorable and desirable in the bed too. Her boobs were not very big but they looked cute on her. It made sure that even her face would get some look other than her breasts. Thus, guys would not only get attracted to her because of her cute breasts, but also because of her face too. This made a very deadly combination as in the bed, it raises the level of ecstasy if the face that groans and moans, looks cute and beautiful. It increases the pleasure manifolds. Sadly for Linda though, she did not had a chance even to get the slightest of ecstasy of that sort. There were many hot guys in the school with whom she would have imagined herself with. And she got offers from many of them too. But somehow it did not feel right. She was looking for someone and she was not even clear about who he was. There were some serious doubts in her head about her sexual orientation; as the girls in her group started asking many questions from her. And at one point of time, she was forced to think about it as well. Whether or not she was interested in boys or not? Was it the reason she has not found anyone because she was looking for wine not in a cellar shop but in a hardware shop? She pondered over this thought for many days. And even envisaged even her closet girlfriends in a lesbian relationship. But no, she could not digest that properly. So she made her mind that she was not a lesbian girl, but a straight girl who was just in search for his right guy; with whom she can spend nights with, walking on beach, drinking beer, holding arms and getting engulfed in them, kissing each other's lips and then losing her virginity to the same guy.
Day by day she was getting more frustrated because she was not sexually satisfied. And this was not the problem, the bigger side of the problem was that she did not even know that she was getting frustrated because her needs were not getting fulfilled. She would just blame it on the difficult circumstances of her life and the adverse situations that she is facing with in general. But her subconscious knew it all that it was due to something else. It was not before the day she met Sara. Sara was her bestie from childhood. They would spend endless nights making sand castles, collecting sea shells and seeing the new born turtles walk away into the ocean, where they belong. They were really very close to each other and were the same soul in two bodies. They could read each other even without saying it. But as she moved away from the town to do her high school, Linda got separated from Sara. The earlier days were very hard for both of them, they were literally inseparable as they would talk hours on the phone and would share each and every activity of their days. As time grew, the duration of the calls grew shorter and then the frequencies of the calls too. Suddenly today in the evening, Linda got a call from Sara that she was coming to the town and she needed her help in buying a dress for her Prom night. Linda felt so excited that she spent whole the day in planning where they could possibly go and roam around and do shopping and.. They would definitely go on the beach. Just like old good times. After such a long time, Linda felt blood pumping through her body and felt the warmth of life in her otherwise cold and monotonous life. She reached one hour before on the railway station to see the face of her soul sister.
The train arrived on scheduled time in the evening. And as the train arrived, she was scanning each and every face that was coming of the train. Just to see that familiar lovely face of Sara. As she was scanning the unknown faces of the strangers, she came across a lovely face. Although it was not of Sara. He was a guy with an oval face and dark short hairs. He was well built and even though she was not able to see his face, but she could make a complete picture of that face in her head, what would it look like. She was sure about one thing, that she had seen that face before. And not just once, but many a times. She could not recognize the place where she had seen the face, but she was sure that it was the face which she sees regularly, but noticed it just today. She thought about all the places she goes daily, the church, super market, mall, parking lot, apartment, arghhh... she could not recognize the face. But it was certain that she had seen the face for sure.
And she was thinking about the familiarity of the face, she noticed his well-built body. He had an athletic body. No he was not a muscle hunk and was spoofed up with steroids and weight gainers, he had nice body that added to the already charming body of his. And then he was gone, lost in the crowd of the station. The eyes of Linda were searching for him and suddenly her body is startled by the embrace of another body from the back. Oh! How much she had wished in that one second that it was the same guy. But as she turned around she found that it was her best friend Sara. They both screamed at the top of their voice once they saw each other.
Sara was obviously very excited to see Linda. Linda could make out from her face that Sara definitely had something else also to share with her. "Alright now you bitch, tell me what is that you are holding up inside you. I know you are unable to handle it. So just let it out", said Linda.
"Ummm... okay there is something I have got to tell you. But that comes with a price", Sara said naughtily.
Linda also replied in that same tone "Ahan! And that price would be?"
"Well the complete payment is a bit high for you to make. Let's just say that I will take it in installments. And the first installment would be a cheeseburger, fries and shake", said Sara
"Alright madam, Do I have a choice to violate those terms and conditions of yours?" Linda said that sounding like a convict praying in front of a cop.
"No, you don't", replied Sara. And they both bursted into crazy laughter after their little role playing.
They were walking out of the station when during descending the stairs Linda noticed the cleavage of Sara. "Damn girl, do you put something into those melons or they have grown on their own?" asked Linda from Sara.
"Hahha no girl I don't put something in those melons. They just seemed to grow after..... You know putting it in a more sophisticated manner, when I got sexually active", Sara said that with a naughty smile and giving a wink in the end.
Linda was obviously both shocked and surprised to hear that. They were a large number of rhetoric questions that were coming to her mind like When, How, What, Where, etc.
"Hold on your horse girl. I know there are a lot of questions spurring inside your little head of yours. We have a lot of catching up to do. Don't we? Let's just sit somewhere first" said Sara replying to the unasked questions of Linda.
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A Sexual Journey
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