"Well, in Timothy, it says women shouldn't be in a position of authority or teaching but hey, there are female leaders and teachers. Why does one thing apply but that doesn't?"
My mother didn't say anything. I got up. "I'm going out."
"You are not going anywhere young lady."
"Watch me," I said and stormed out of the house. I walked as fast as I could away from the house. Once I was sure my mother wasn't chasing me, I resumed walking at a normal pace.
After a while, I somehow ended up at the lake. I sat down on the grass. I put my hands on my face and just cried. I let out all the anger, sadness, and frustration I'd been feeling for the past month out.
"Don't cry," I heard a familiar voice say.
I looked behind me and saw Aysha standing there. "Aysha?" I said quietly.
"Yeah, it's me," she said, sitting down next to me. She went to hold me but I jumped away. I couldn't anymore. I felt so..worthless.
"Riley..?" she asked. I looked away from her but I could hear the hurt in her voice.
"Don't touch me," I whispered.
"Why?"
"I can't do this anymore. My family hates me and so does this whole town. I'm disgusting. Just go and you can be normal," I said.
"I don't want to be 'normal,'" she said, hurt and anger present in her voice. "I want you. I don't understand why you're acting...so..."
"So what? You don't want me. Who could? My family sure as hell doesn't."
She turned my head and made me look at her. She was hurt. I could see it. "My family hates me too. But I haven't cared. I haven't cared because I have you. I love you."
I love you too, I thought immediately. "No you don't," I said.
"Yes, I do," she argued.
"Prove it," I said childlishly.
Aysha grew quiet. She looked at me long and hard. It felt like forever. Then, suddenly, she kissed me.
I instinctively kissed her back. She kissed me like the time we were first here. I honestly missed kissing her like this. She broke away first. "Believe me now?" she asked.
"Yes," I said breathlessly.
She kissed me again and I ended up on my back on the grass. She broke away from my lips and started kissing my neck. "Aysha.." I whispered.
She kept going. I felt her hand running down to the bottom of my shirt. She stopped kissing my neck and looked at me as if she was asking permission. I nodded and she took my shirt off. She tossed it to the side.
She kissed me again and I felt her hands fumbling with the button of my jeans. I didn't stop her this time. She got it undone and pulled my jeans off of me.
Aysha started tracing the wast line of my underwear with her index finger and broke away from the kiss. "Aysha.." I half whispered, half whimpered.
"Do you want to stop?" she asked. "If you're not ready, we can stop."
I thought about it for a second. I loved Aysha and it finally felt right. It wasn't animalistic lust between us, but something different. If I contiued, it wasn't going to be a pointless, teenage hookup. I felt it would actually mean something. "I don't want to stop," I told her.
She smiled softly. "Are you sure?"
"Yes."
She kissed me again and slowly slid her hand inside my underwear. She was slow, exploring. I almost forgot that she had never been with a girl either. This was new to her as well.
After about a minute, her finger started rubbing slow circles on the sensitive nub in between my legs. I closed my eyes and let out a moan. "Shhh..." Aysha said, still rubbing.
I tried to keep my moans quiet. It felt so good. I never felt anything like it before. I opened my eyes and looked into Aysha's as this weird, amazing feeling came over me. I guess Aysha knew what was going to happen because she covered my mouth with her free hand. I shut my eyes and I screamed until the feeling went away.
Breathless, I looked up at her but the look she had made me feel like she wasn't done. She withdrew her hand and slid my underwear down and off. Her fingers then traveled down and I felt one slip inside. My eyes widened and I felt her continue to push it in until she hit something that caused me to flinch slightly in pain. "Are you absolutely sure?" she asked me again.
I nodded and she pushed her finger all the way in, past whatever she hit. It hurt at first but after she started to move her finger in and out slowly, I was in complete ecstasy. Aysha started picking up speed and before long, that same amazing feeling came over me again. After it went away, she slid her finger out. I looked back up at her and she smiled softly at me. She held me close to her. I nuzzled my head into her chest. After a bit, she suggested that I dress in case someone showed up. I pulled my clothes on and we resumed cuddling. We just laid there. Not saying much.
"Aysha," I said after awhile. "I have a question."
"Hm?" she responded.
"There was this feeling that came over me and then you had to put your hand over my mouth. What was that?"
"You don't know?" she asked me, furrowing her brows in confusion. "That's what we call an orgasm. Cumming?"
"Oh," I said. "I never go to have any sex ed. My mother refused to let me attend and sex has never been discussed in our house other than to tell us that we are to never have it until we are married. My mother doesn't let us watch movies or anything about sex. You know how she is."
Aysha just smiled at me. "It's okay," she reassured. "I know how your mother is."
A comfortable silence fell between us as we laid there underneath the stars by the lake. After a little, Aysha looked at her phone to check the time. "I think we should get going," she suggested. "I kind of stormed out and I don't want all of Gate's Police Department to come looking for me if my mom calls them."
"You're probably right," I agreed. "I stormed out too."
"Really?" she chuckled as she stood up. "I would have never imagined in a thousand years you doing that."
I shrugged as I got up. Aysha stood in front of me and gave me a kiss. Before we left to go to our respective homes, I had to tell her something.
"I love you Aysha."
"I love you too Riley."
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So the sex scene wasn't too graphic. It wasn't meant to be anyway. I was trying to write it from a sexually uneducated virgin's point of view & I'm not trying to make this an erotica. However, if I put in future scenes, I might make it more detailed if that's what y'all want. Let me know.
I'm sorry if this is a kind of sucky chapter though.
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