This is the story of three beautiful women, all in love. One a lesbian, the other two, they swing both ways.
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Holly Valant looked across the room swiftly, "There," she said to herself, "she's looking at me again," she smiled and she knew why. She gave the hostess a small smile to let her know she had seen her watching her, which she knew. It was about the sixth or seventh time she had caught her.
Alice Tanner was hosting a celebration party, only a small one, for her daughter's friends at the end of the school year. It was for her daughter, but also for her close friends who were thrilled over their exam results, and at being in Alice's extremely well appointed and large home.
Alice was a wealthy woman, she had her own money, and now she had a lot of her ex husband's too. She had finally divorced him after years of unfaithfulness, and philandering. He was a rich man, but he hated losing, and he had denied everything until the day in court for attachment of blame for the breakdown. His lawyer had advised him to own up or he may never recover from the media outrage, and the financial meltdown he would suffer. So he had signed on the dotted line, and it was settled, a no blame divorce, but it cost him dearly, very dearly.
Alice was a wealthy woman, but she was also well grounded, and being divorced gave her a new lease of life, she became out going, supporting of charities. Joined women's clubs, went dancing, sports, and her social life took off. Now she was well respected, and in some quarters, well loved. The biggest thing to surmount for her had been when her beloved daughter told her that she was sure she was gay. She didn't know for certain, because she had not yet gone down that route at the time she told her mother.
Alice had always wondered why she sometimes felt like she did, that there was something missing from her life, something that she could not tie down. She had everything, she certainly did not miss her husband. She had friends, went out on dates, by and large she led a full and enjoyable life.
Alice and Karen, her daughter, shared all of their secrets, they were like sisters instead of mother and daughter. Karen was also, in Alice's mind so beautiful too, tall at 5ft 7" and a woman in the making. Alice knew nearly all of her friends, including the half dozen boys who were there. Karen was the star of the show, and, Alice noticed, so was the new girl that Karen had introduced as Holly Valant.
Karen had told her that Holly had only arrived two months ago and had sat her exams in a completely new environment and passed, as she had, with flying colours. They had also become firm friends, but this was the first time Alice had met her. And Alice had been more than impressed. In fact as soon as she set eyes on her she was smitten, her breath caught in her throat, her body tightened.
Why, she did not know, but she was captivated by the tall dark extremely beautiful chocolate skinned girl. She was the same age as her daughter at nineteen, and that was all she knew about her. But the moment Alice looked into her eyes when they exchanged a handshake, she had to force herself to let go.
In the back of her mind a flame flickered, the girl held her gaze for that brief moment, but it was enough for Alice to register her look. It told her "I have your number Alice." Alice had no idea what was in her own mind. When Holly and Karen walked away her eyes followed Holly all the way.
Holly was tall for a girl, very tall, around 6ft, but she wasn't gangly or stick thin, she had a cat walk, though she walked like a model. Her body was in line with her height, she weighed about 135lbs, she was strikingly beautiful. Her face was individually but collectively perfect. Her eye brows set it off, her deep dark eyes were luminous and bright. Her nose was slightly upturned, and her lips were of her heritage, thick and full, and the top arched over the bottom like a bridge. The bottom one was straight across and slightly down turned at the corners. Her smile dazzled, perfect white even teeth, and a chin that was prominently aggressive.
She was wearing this night, a gold lame strappy cocktail type dress, it crossed her chest between neck and nipples, almost sat on what looked like perfect upturned breasts. And it was held up over her shoulders with small straps. It finished half way up her super long legged thighs. There wasn't a boy who was drooling over her. Holly's hair was short and spiky, but nothing could detract from its luscious soft, jet black gloss.
As she walked away Holly casually looked over her shoulder and gave Alice a wink, Alice gaped, then she was gone. Miraculously Alice managed to hide her shock, amazement and her embarrassment over, to her, school girl behaviour, though no one but she had seen it, apart from Holly.
Alice preened herself in a mirror, what she saw pleased her, she was thirty nine now, but she knew she still looked much younger, her friends said thirty to thirty five. Her hair was still naturally blond, though a little darker than she would have liked, she was considering having high lights. She had a lovely face, men adored her, her body was still 'active.' She dressed well, and she looked good even when she never cared, like when she was gardening, which she loved.
As the night wore on she kept glancing at Holly, she couldn't stop herself, she felt silly inside, it was like having a school girl crush. But what really got her was, every time she laid eyes on the beautiful girl, the beautiful girl lifted her own dark eyes to meet hers. And as quickly as she glanced away, she saw the recognition by Holly, and even caught the smile sometimes.
Now Alice was realising what it was that had been lying dormant in her mind all these years, she began to think that maybe she was akin to her own daughter. That she may have lesbian tendencies.
"Well Alice," she said to herself, "we will never know will we, we are not going down that road, not after all these years." At the end of the night and people were drifting off Holly came to say goodnight and to thank Alice for a wonderful evening.
As they shook hands again, Holly leaned in and whispered.
"Great meeting you Alice, and I am looking forward to meeting you again, Hmmmm?" Then she lightly kissed her cheek, Alice garbled her reply and watched as the gorgeous girl drifted away. Karen walked with her, and again she looked over her shoulder at Alice and winked, but this time the wink told Alice.
"Gotcha!"
Karen came back, they tidied round, Karen asked her mom what she thought of Holly.
"To be honest darling, I don't think I have ever seen such a beautiful girl, have you? And she seems so nice."
"She is lovely mom, I really like her," Karen said, and she swings both ways too mom."
Alice could hardly speak, "Are you sure Karen, er are you er, you and Holly, are you erm, more than friends then?"
Karen laughed, "No mom, just real good friends, I am with Linda, you know that don't you." Alice almost breathed a sigh of relief, though she still didn't know why she was feeling like she was.
"She really likes you mom, she told me, she says you are everything she wants to be," Karen told her.
"Me, why on earth would she want to be me, like me?"
"Because mom, you are so beautiful, so nice, a real person, that's why, Holly says that anyway."
"Wow," Alice replied.
