(All characters are over the age 18)
I felt this was good back story to the main part that is coming up very soon. It has some steam at the end but keep in mind the next installations will be pretty steamy.
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To just give a little background my name is Elizabeth my friends call me Liz. I babysat for this Lesbian couple while in high school. They were wonderful neighbors that really helped everyone out. The only problem was that they were having marriage problems.
My mother and I were all alone when we moved into their neighborhood, and both Betty and Susan were very generous to my mother and I. As such, we tried to help by having them go on dates together while I babysat Greg who was their son. It seemed on the surface to make a difference. It was quite difficult for me being a generally preppy girl who did cheerleading. I had also had a boyfriend at the time so it was hard to juggle.
Betty was definitely the head of the house hold. She reminded me of the brawny guy with her plaid shirts and jeans. She had short silver hair and had blue eyes. She was 6 feet tall and both trim and athletic. Her clothes never had wrinkles. On the other hand, Susan wore large colorful shirts that had kittens or tie dye with shorts. She had given Birth to their child and you could tell it really took a toll on her. She was also smaller than Betty at 5'6. Her hair was black and Grey and she always had long peach fuzz on the sides of her lips.
College time had come and I had gotten accepted to Iowa. It was definitely a ways out, so I had basically moved most of my stuff there. The plan was to live there, however many things had happened since I had left to college. Due to the long distance I had broken up with my boyfriend. At first I had confidence in myself. I was a 5'4 girl with a pretty face, a nice set of boobs, legs, butt... I thought I would get over him. I was just so depressed and not confident.
Needless to say, we did not break up on good terms. After I moved my mother had come out saying she was in love with one of her coworkers. It felt like an avalanche in my life. I was happy for her, but it was strange to have her move her new boyfriend to the house. She didn't call me as much as she used to, and I could tell she was definitely in that live state. I felt very lonely, and my grades had gone from excellent to very average. After one year I moved back home and was luckily able to attend the 4 year college in town.
It was interesting coming home from college. Everything had changed, and it all seemed a bit alien from me. My mom was always out with her boyfriend and my friends were everywhere else but back in town. The only thing that had remained the same was Betty and Susan. It was definitely very comforting to see a familiar face. I had offered my babysitting skills again and they accepted. It was definitely nice easy money and I could study at their place. It almost felt like that was more like home than my house with my mom. I was still not used to someone else living with us.
As I had become more and more part of their household I could definitely see how there was a disconnect between Betty and Susan. On the surface they did seem very happy, but I could tell that there was definitely distance building up with them. I could tell by how sometimes Betty would try and kiss or hug Susan and she would brush it off or tell her to stop because of the kid or even me. Betty seemed to be frustrated by the lack of intimacy and Susan appeared to always be very uncomfortable with herself. I could tell that Betty and Susan really enjoyed my company in the house. I have a feeling that sometimes they fought. Betty would come home from work and really check me out while I was pretending not to know, and she would take time to sit down and small talk with me. Susan on the other hand would always want me around her when she was doing things around the house. I could tell she really wanted my company and opinion while we worked together around the house.
One day while taking down a hamper of clothes I walked by her their bedroom and heard Susan whimpering. I went inside to see what was going on.
"Is everything okay Sussy? What's wrong?"
Susan was sitting on the bed with one of her pink t shirts in her hands with her head buried in it and cleaning the tears from her eyes with it like a rag.
"My favorite shirt is ripped! All my clothes are faded and wearing out! I need more clothes!"
She was getting a little hysterical. I think it was a combination of many things that were upsetting her. She definitely needed new clothes. She often wore the same tie dye and cat shirts over and over. I walked over to her dresser and looked in all the drawers until I came down to the last one.
"Well Sussy... you have all these nice clothes I've never seen you wear. Why don't you try some of these on?"
"Liz... I hate those clothes, I don't feel very comfortable wearing those. That's why I hid them in the bottom drawer."
This drawer was pretty messy compared to the others. The clothes were clearly stuffed or rolled up together with tags still on them. There were dresses, shirts, T-shirts, jeans, shorts and even a bikini.
"Well Sussy, let's go through them. There's got to be something you like. Why do you have all these clothes stashed away like that? Why don't you just return them?"
Susan stopped crying and got up to take a glance.
