This is the prequel giving the background to Sister Catherine and our relationship.
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I watched Cathy dancing she was gorgeous her beautiful flowing long dark brunette hair, dazzling me with her gyrating hips, dressed in a black sequins mini skirt with tassel fringe and a pink tank top. Cathy was ladylike, feminine, graceful, two years older then me, a graduating senior with a degree in religious studies, seeing her let go at the end of the year Zeta Tau Alpha party was a refreshing change for the pious young woman. I had secretly worshipped her for years I was attracted to woman but so far had been to shy to act on my feelings.
Moving her gorgeous body to the pounding beat I moved closer and closer to Cathy. The dance floor was crowed and we were pushed together our bodies moving as one. Someone bumped into me from behind and I stumbled Cathy grabbed my hips to steady me and our faces came together as she held my hips. I took a leap of faith and kissed her and to my surprised she kissed me back sliding her tongue past my lips into my waiting mouth.
Our bodies pressed together my arms wrapping around her back pulling her close. Her soft breast pressed against my body felt so wonderful as we danced to the music. We moved as one humping on each other to the beat of the music. I moved my mouth to her ear running my long tongue over her ear. I felt Cathy tremble in my arms as I traced her earlobe with my long tongue as I heard Cathy moan in my ear her warm breath exciting me.
I gently sucked her earlobe into my mouth toying with it with my long tongue as our bodies gyrated to the beat of the music. I let go of her earlobe and began tracing her long beautiful neck with my long tongue. Was this a dream? I dragged my long tongue down her neck to her shoulder. This was really happening.