Diana moaned softly, the haze of narcotic emotion lifting from her worn and tired mind. Violett's words registered on the girl's brain. Her finger began to pump slowly through the petite girl's cunt, her digits working to bring Violett into the same state as her. Through her orgasm, Diana reached her other hand down and began to knead Violett's small yet firm teat, massaging the tit flesh and palming her diminutive nipple. "Don't worry, Violett, I won't leave you behind..." Her hand continued to lovingly caress Violett's breasts, Diana's body was lubricated with sweat and other bodily fluids, allowing their smooth skin to slide with nearly no friction.

Gasping and panting hotly, Violett moaned and wriggled, dack arching and her fingers digging into the bed as Diana's warm, sweaty body rubbed against hers. Her warm, wet pussy clung lovingly to Diana's fingers, and it wasn't long before, with a loud squeal of delight, she too had reached her peak.

"Aaah! Oooh.... Riiight there... Yes... YEES!"

Panting hotly, she pressed herself against Diana, a tidal wave of juices pouring from her cunt as she ground her hips against diana's hand, desperate to feel like this for as long as she can, to wrap the tingly orgasmic warmth around her like a blanket and hide in it forever.

"Oh god! Oh god, Di, I love you!"

Diana's slippery fingers were not hindered the slightest by the clutching muscles wrenching to bring the digits as deeply as possible. The source of the lubrication became immediately clutching and clingy, signaling the coming of the storm. The roiling whirlpool of emotion, ecstasy and sexual pleasure hit Violett full on, sweeping through her body and bringing about a tidal wave of pussy juice. The warm sexual liquid poured through Diana's fingers, further lubricating her fingers as she continued to push into the tightening hole. "Oh, Violett..." Diana moaned softly, her own orgasm continuing to subside. "I love you too..."

Diana closed her eyes tightly, a soft, blissful quiet falling over the young broad's mind. Her hand finally relaxed and dropped in a tired manner to the silk bed. Letting out a soft whisp of air, Diana reached up and kissed Violett on the lips one last time. As she dropped her head, Diana's mind drifted off into the slow world of sleep. She was tired and needed her rest.

((Do you want to continue this to the next morning or just end it here?))

Violett purrred and panted softly, coming down frm her own orgasmic peak as she cuddled in, watching as Diana slowly drifted off to sleep before resting her head on her busty girlfriend's pert rack, snuggling in between Diana's boobies and slowly drifting off to sleep herself, arms wrapped around Diana as the two cuddled together, close and warm, all night.

(If it's all right with you, I'd like to go to the next morning. There's still a lot that needs to be said, plus, well, we don't see many mornings-after at Shokushu, do we?)

(That's what I was thinking )

Diana's eyes fluttered open, and she tried to get up, but found herself unable to do so. She quickly panicked, look down at her body to see what was holding her down! She then sighed in relief to find Violett resting on her body with her head snuggled in between her cleavage. Giggling softly, Diana pulled Violett up and slid her off of her body, laying her down on the bed, careful to leave the girl asleep.

Kissing Violett tenderly and softly on the forehead, Diana got up and stretched her back, her muscles bunched up and lazy from sleeping in the same peaceful position all night. Diana softly sighed in relief as she lowered her arms and her muscles went back to their original positions. Looking down at the sleeping, nude and beautiful little woman, Diana smiled and blushed softly, her mind flashing back to the wonderful night that seemed to be only moments ago but was in fact... What time was it any way? Diana turned to look at the clock. It was 10:00am! She was going to be late for her classes! But... Wait, did she still have any classes? She had no schedule or school clothes.

Diana sighed to herself and looked at the electronic clock laying down beside her bed. It was a Saturday today. Sighing a second time, this time in relief, Diana made her way towards the shower, the two pillows the two girls had used to playfully hit each other still on the floor. Stepping over them, deciding to clean up later, Diana stepped into the shower and took a quick wash, cleaning away the bodily fluids that had pooled inside of her thighs and cunt, the sweat that had formed on her body and the dirt on her feet that was left from her trip back from the beach. Content that she was clean, Diana stepped out of the shower and pulled a towel over herself, drying herself off, putting on a pair of clean clothes, a tight pair of jeans and a tight fitting yet comfortable t-shirt.

She wore no socks or shoes as she walked around her old dorm, examining and reminiscing about the many memories she had had here. A truly wonderful place. She was suddenly distracted by a loud growling noise. Diana turned about, prepared to fight off whatever creature was attacking her and protect Violett. But all she found was an empty room. The growl came about again. Looking down at her stomach, Diana blushed softly at her mistake and put her hand over her flat tummy. Hunger.

Stepping into the kitchen, Diana fired up the stove, cracked some eggs (from a fridge that was strangely stocked!) and put them in a bowl. She began mixing away with a whisk, preparing an omelet for the two women. She had donned an apron over her front and her entire body was swaying as she whisked away at the egg, her hips moving back and forth, her breasts swaying in her unhindered chest and her hair rolling down all the way to her waist.

((Whew! Long post. No idea what got into me. Please don't be intimidated! ))

Opening her eyes, Violett squirmed a bit, feeling around in the bed as she slowly regained consciousness, yawning softly.

Diana wasn't here. No surprise, really. Violett has slept in a little, and Diana probably...

Violett sniffed the air, and smelled something cooking.

Diana was in the kitchen.

Puting on her glasses, Violett crept out to join her roomate, smiling nervously.

"Morning, Di.... Can I call you Di?"

Diana giggled softly, looking back at the petite woman. "Of course you can. Breakfast will be done soon, so you've got some time to do whatever you'd like." Diana smiled bashfully at Violett, her eyes inadvertently dropping to her nude chest then shooting back up to her face. Why is it those tiny, firm little breasts turn me on more then any double "D"s? A peculiar thought to cross through the blond's head. She finally resigned that it meant that she was finally growing away from making friends with whichever girl allowed her to bury her head in her thighs. Some personality was finally playing a key roll.

Turing back to the omelet, Diana began to whisk away at the bowl before finally and contently lowering it to the counter. She grasped the frying pan she had left on the stove and gave it a little shake, making sure the cooking oil on its surface was still there. Turning back to the fridge, Diana slid out a pair of wieners and cut them up into the omelet, whisking at the concoction for a few more moments to mix in the meat. Hope she isn't a vegetarian... And the final step, Diana poured half of the mix onto the pan, a soft sizzling sound profaning the room and the warm smell of cooking food tickling at her nostrils. She stared down at the omelet until she deemed it ready for flipping.

Violett smiled, sniffing the air playfully.

"Smells good... Um... I should warn you though, I'm kind of a finicky eater, so, er..."

Violett sighed softly.

"I abandoned Kari and Kat. I've been hiding from them ever since I got back. You sure you want me to live with you? I... Don't exactly think I'm the perfect roomie."

Diana shrugged her shoulders, "Nobody is perfect. But if you don't mind me asking, why?" Diana turned back towards the stove, smiling as she finally realized the omelet was ready to be flipped. Stepping back, she picked up the stove and made a few mock motions to flip it. 1...2...3...

Diana motioned her pan as quickly as she could then abruptly stopped. She looked up at the underside, content with the golden brown crisp that had formed. The flying breakfast meal then flipped in mid air and began to plummet, the yet uncooked side landing with a sizzle on the frying pan. Diana smiled to herself. "I've still got it! Sorry, you were saying Violett?"

Violett sighed, shaking her head as she crouched on the floor, head hung in shame.

"I didn't want to go back without answers, then I went so long without answers that it'd have been awkward to see them even if I had answers... And it's getting to the point where they probably think I'm gone for good and they're moving on. I... Never lovedKat like I should have, and I'm pretty sure Kari had someone back home she was trying to get back to. This place is like a soap opera from hell."

Violett bit her lip, looking up at Di nervously.

Diana took in the information with a furrowed brow, understanding Violett's theatrics. She had had issues of the same genre. She had met Sondra and had thought that she was in love with what seemed to be a beautiful woman. Then Linnis, Sondra's wife, had returned. Diana, accepting the situation, had lowered her head and stepped out from between the two mostly unnoticed. But, of course, Diana herself had noticed that she had been more or less played as a tool for sex. She had run away, hidden herself near an abandoned cabin near a natural hot spring. And there she had remained, sobbing to herself until Samantha had showed up. The woman had cheered her up, making Diana feel loved once more. But then, cruel fate tore at her again. Things hadn't worked out between the two and they parted ways, only to have Diana kidnapped for nearly six months. Truly a soap opera from hell.

"I can sympathize what you're going through. Feel free to stay here as long as you want, Violett. I'd love some company." Diana smiled sweetly at the girl and returned her gaze to the omelet she was cooking. Once again she pulled the frying pan away from the stove and made the same motions, catapulting the food into the air and getting a glance at its underside. It landed in a plate that Diana had moved underneath it while it was in the air. She placed it on the table in front of Violett, smiled at her and put the frying pan back on the stove. She poured the rest of her concoction onto the cooking utility and opened a drawer, taking out a pair of forks and knives. Setting two aside for herself and giving the other pair of utensils to Violett, Diana returned to the sizzling egg.

Violett set down the silverware, wrapping her arms lovingly around Diana, her tiny breasts pressg into her roomie's back as she held her close.

"I'm here any time you want to talk about it... And I'll stay here as long as you want me to. Now, what would you like to drink?"

"Hmm... I'm not really sure. Check what's in the fridge." Diana blushed softly as she felt herself become embraced. She reached down, gently placing her own hand on top of Violett's. Once again fate hands me this beautiful woman with strong emotions. Maybe this time it'll finally last. This time, Diana made no big spectacle. She simple picked up the pan, quickly and simply flipped the omelet, and let it drop back into the pan with a sizzle. She replaced it on the stove for the fourth and final time.

Letting go of the pan and turning the handle so that it wasn't dangling over the edge, Diana turned around in Violett's embrace, her own cleavage running over Violett's. Diana returned the embrace, her larger breasts rubbing against her firm little teats. "And in that case you may just never leave." She smiled softly at the girl before leaning in and kissing her softly on the lips. Diana reluctantly pulled away, but she continued to hug Violett..

Violett held Di close for a few seconds, then reluctantly pulled awayt, scurrying over to the fridge.

"Well, there's no orange juice, but there's some milk." Removing the cap, she sniffed at it. "Smells fresh, how about some choc..."

Having just set the jug of milk on the table, Violett suddenly froze, turning to face Diana, a woried, puzzled expression of her face.

"Di... Your room's been abandoned for nobody even knows how long, and someone broke in and wrecked heplace while you were out. Why is the milk fresh? Why is there any food in here you can cook? Why hasn't everything gone bad?"

Diana's eyes widened in realization. The girl was right. None of this made any sense. But then again, what did at this school? Shaking her head and sighing softly, the naturally blond girl reached back towards her pan and gave it another quick flip, making sure that the omelet was cooked. Content, she lifted it off of the stove, flicked the stove off and grabbed a nearby plate. Sliding the mixture of egg and meat onto the plate, she giggled softly to herself. A vegan's worst nightmare.

Seating herself down at the small, round table set against the wall, Diana nodded her thanks to Violett and poured some milk into one of the glasses she had prepared. Taking the opportunity of Violett seating herself down, Diana quickly poured Violett a cup of milk too and handed it to her. She raised her cup in a toast and said, "To new friends!"