I'm not Jewish or Christian so for any inaccuracies I apologize
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Dec 23rd
"Hey honey, how's it going at your folks' place?" Diana asked while the slim, blonde, twenty two year old stretched out her long frame on her queen-sized bed. Her childhood room hadn't changed much since she had moved out, and as she chatted on the phone with her girlfriend her eyes wandered over the décor. 'Wow I can't believe I still have that poster of the New Kids! What was I thinking? Hmm well that was during the time period when I was faking being straight.' at that thought she chuckled.
On the other end of the line Rachel, who had been telling Diana the pain of being at home and visiting the relatives, huffed out "Well I'm glad you think it's funny that my cousin told everyone about the time I got drunk and puked in the punch bowl, cuz I most certainly don't think it is!" Rachel stormed about her room throwing back her long raven locks, upset at her girlfriend.
"What? Punch bowl? I have no idea what you're talking about honey." The blonde stated slightly confused "I was just wondering why I still had my New Kids poster, when we all know I was desperately in love with Tiffany at the time."
"Oh, so you weren't listening to me?" The dark haired girl pouted on her cell.
"No, I totally was listening, but I was definitely not laughing at you" Diana said quickly, into her cell's headset, to placate her girlfriend.
"Good, so anyways..."
About twenty minutes later the phone call was winding down, when Rachel asked "So what do you want for X-mas this year?"
"Hon, you don't have to get me anything. I know that since you're Jewish you don't celebrate it, so don't worry about it."
"But it's important to you. I've seen your computer at our apartment: the dancing Santa screensaver, a Rudolph pointer, and Christmas tree desktop. Oh and the little stocking hanging on the side of the computer! I appreciate the fact that you didn't go all crazy with decorating, even when I know you want to, but I want to get you something for X-mas! Besides, there is no way I'm getting you eight presents, I'm too poor right now!" She said jokingly, there was no way that a doctor such as herself was poor, but it was a long-standing joke between the two of them.
In fact they had met when Rachel had been running late for her shift at the University med center and had no change for the meter she had parked at. Desperate she had turned to the first person she saw, Diana, and asked for change. After a second in which the blonde had taken in the shabbily dressed and tired woman, Diana had dug some change out of her purse and given it to her. It wasn't till later that evening when the tall blonde's roommate had drank too much and was taken to the ER, that she saw the cute brunette again, but this time Rachel was alert and full of energy. Rachel had tended to Diana's roommate and had recognized the young woman who had helped her out earlier; she invited her for coffee as a way to thank her, but really it was a ploy to get to know the attractive blonde better. The two started out as friends, but soon were dating and then moved in together over the summer.
This was a first for both of the women, since neither had ever before been in a serious committed relationship. Rachel had thought that there would be a lot of problems, since she was always on call and worked long shifts and would hardly get to see her girlfriend, but Diana had been extremely understanding about the situation and all of their differences. It was because of these reasons that Rachel loved her girlfriend and she wanted to get her something that expressed her feelings fully for this wonderful woman.
"So tell me, what you really want and maybe if you've been a good girl I'll get it for you." The dark haired woman teased.
"Hmm really?! Well," Diana continued in a husky voice, "I wish you were here right now, so I could make love to you."
"Oh, you're so naughty! Well I wish I was there too baby, but maybe we can pretend. So what are you wearing?" Rachel asked coyly.
"Well I'm in a tank, and the silk boxers you bought me."
"Oh my favorite, but I think you're wearing too many clothes for this to work, so why don't you just slip out of the shirt and boxers, and stretch out that gorgeous body of yours on your bed. Mmmm I love the way you look, I could just eat you up, but we'll save that for later." Rachel said wickedly getting a groan of response from her girl.
"Hmm I think I'll start by running my fingers gently over your breasts, they feel so good. Your nipples are so responsive, I love tweaking them into hard little nubs!" on the other side of the Diana was playing with herself in exactly the way Rachel was instructing her; she was gently pinching her nipples and rolling them between her thumb and forefinger, imagining that it was her girlfriends talented hands stimulating her perky mounds.
"Oh Rachel, please I need more! Don't tease me!" The excited blonde pleaded desperately with her lover. "I need you so badly babe!"
"Hmm aren't we eager tonight?!" The petite woman purred into her phone.
"Well," Diana managed to moan out, "it's been nearly a week since I last saw you, and you know how, mmm, demanding I can be!"
"Yeah I do, and that's one of the things I lo...like about you." Rachel quickly amended hoping that the slip hadn't been noticed, she wasn't exactly sure of Diana's feelings and didn't want to say something that would mess up the relationship. After all Di was five years younger and still in college, but her girlfriend's attention was somewhat diverted and Diana didn't hear the slip that she sorely wanted to hear.
