This is a continuation of my previous series. So it will be helpful to have read the previous stories beforehand. If you haven't read them, they involved Hailey's sexual awakening at the hands of her sister. It ended with a lesbian orgy with her sister's friends. This series will be a continuation of Hailey exploring her sexuality. These experiences will be different than before and, thus, in different categories. It will not involve her sister, Kaitlin, since she is back at school in California. However, Hailey and Kaitlin's story is not over, so fans of my previous series fret not there will be more coming. Hope you all enjoy it.
All characters depicted having sex are over 18.
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Not a lot went on the following days. Mostly, it was spent alone at my house. I tried to occupy myself as best as I could. I was still waiting for word from three more universities. I had heard back from a few others already, like Oregon and Oregon State, but I didn't really want to go there. Not that they were bad schools, but why go out of state just because? The out-of-state schools I had chosen to really strive for had merits, to me, to do so.
Brown was just a great school I thought I would really love, but sadly my application was denied. Stanford and Duke were highly touted schools. Duke I wasn't too concerned with and only applied to appease my counselor, who happened to have graduated from there. Stanford, though, was one I'd like. I would be roughly halfway between my sister and my parents, but there was no immediate answer there having been wait-listed. At the start of this semester, I had seven schools that were really in my mind to attend even though I sent out over a dozen admission applications. So far, I only have one definitive answer, but I still had three more to hear from.
By Wednesday, I was glad to be out of the house. The mailman stopped bringing the mail to the mailbox and started hand delivering them to me. I think he was just trying not to get mobbed by me at when I rushed to the mailbox. I did tell him earlier that day that I wouldn't be home so he can deliver the mail to the mailbox without fear of bodily harm. He chuckled and wished me luck.
I took my car up to Cheney and found the restaurant that Marissa and Olivia worked at. Marissa had been working there since her freshman year, whereas Olivia started this year. So Marissa was able to take a server position when one opened up and Olivia took Marissa's old position. Olivia, upon seeing me for the first time, hugged me and led me to a booth with a menu. She let me know she was off in half an hour and Marissa would be off an hour after that. I decided I could wait to eat until we were all in the booth.
I was watching them both work. Mindlessly, I fiddled with my phone. I saw Olivia talking and giggling with another one of the hostesses. I saw her head track Marissa whenever she came into view and, when Marissa saw her, shared a smile with each other. Olivia was maybe a couple inches taller than me. She had olive skin with dark hair. What really struck me was, from a certain angle, she kind of looked like my sister would with a tan, but darker hair. At one point, during my people watching, Marissa came over and told me, "She's taken." Startled, I jumped in my seat. She got a good laugh. She sat down in the booth for just a bit. "Sometimes, and she knows it, I fantasize about her being your sister. She knows I love her, but I just never got the relationship I wanted from Kaitlin. I don't want anyone else but Olivia, but I still wonder what it would have been like with Kaitlin." She was watching Olivia, surreptitiously. "While she might look like an altered Kaitlin, you were noticing that weren't you?" I nodded. "She has more of your personality. Well, its altered too. She's not as shy any more, but working in a place like this and dating, well, me probably brought her out of her shell. What really strikes me, though, is the way she is with electronics, especially computers." She got up from the table and winked at me. Did she come over just to give me something to talk to her girlfriend, I wondered.
As Marissa walked away, I had to admire her looks. She did kind of resemble me. She was definitely taller, but she was thin with small breasts and had light brown hair that was pulled into a ponytail. Something I noticed, though, was she had a graceful walk. I guessed it was from athletics. She was a runner and hurdler. I don't know, maybe, that was a reason.
Interrupting my thoughts, Olivia sat down in the booth facing me. I noticed the time, then, and saw I still had an hour before Marissa got off. She glanced at the table, "Haven't eaten yet?" I shook my head. "It's sweet to have waited, but you could have you know." I nodded. She smiled, "You don't speak much, huh? Marissa told me you might be a little shy. Well, I am hungry. Would you like to share an appetizer? I don't think I can wait on Marissa to get off before I eat."
"Sure." She beamed when I finally said a word. We ordered the sampler appetizer. We talked a lot about school and interests. I realized we did have a lot in common. She was a gamer chick as well, but she opted for more sci-fi over fantasy based games. She also didn't really get into MMOs since she didn't have the time to justify the subscription fees. We exchanged Steam account names so we could get together for some Left 4 Dead 2 and Borderlands 2. I just had to go buy those games, but they shouldn't be too much now.
We were eating and talking and laughing. I found we were fast friends, like Marissa had told me we would be. She was double-majoring in Electrical Engineering and Computer Information Systems. She confided in me that, while she didn't have a lot of time with her course load, she took this job to be closer to Marissa.
"So how did you two meet?"
"We were assigned each other as roommates freshman year. First day, we introduced ourselves and before we even chose which beds we wanted, she told me she was a lesbian. She explained that she just didn't want me to be surprised later on and now, if I was uncomfortable I could make a change in room assignments."
"Did you think about it?"
"I did, but at the time I was also struggling with my own sexuality. Her confidence in her own sexuality, ultimately led me to stay in that dorm. Maybe I could learn from her what I wanted in a relationship, even if it wasn't that I was a lesbian. She never hit on me. I would see little glances, but they were brief and never lingering."
"How did the two of you get together?"
"One night, drunk from some frat party, I staggered into our dorm. She didn't do the party scene, so she was at her desk. I remember hitting on her, or at least I was trying but I was slurring my words. I'd had the idea I would drink some alcohol to give me the courage to do what I set out to do, but the drinks had hit me too hard. She took me to my bed and lay me down. She never took advantage of me. The frat boys had groped me as I was leaving, but not Marissa. It wasn't until the next morning."
"Afternoon actually," Marissa said as she slid into the booth next to her girlfriend. "I placed our orders in already, hope you don't mind Hailey." I shook my head. I was hungry enough to eat anything and too invested in the story to care to ask what she ordered.
"So it was the next afternoon," Olivia started again. "I had a headache, but when I looked over on my nightstand there were two Advils and a bottle of water, which I gulped down. That's when I saw Marissa. She was sitting on her bed, watching me."
"I'd been up for about an hour trying to figure out what had been going on in her mind last night. So it was a restless sleep I'd had. It wasn't really fair that she got to sleep like the dead while I tossed and turned."
"She asked me what had I wanted to happen. To which, I replied that I wanted to experiment. The alcohol was to get me to loosen up. She got up off her bed, walked to the door and told me that she knew what she wanted and wasn't up for experimenting. Before she left, she said one last thing. She told me if I was really interested in her, rather than do some silly seduction attempt, to just slide into her bed one night."
"And?" I know they had gotten together at some point, but I was still on pins and needles.
"We never crossed paths that day. Which for us, up until then, we would see each other quite regularly. It was almost as if, we were avoiding each other. My freshman year, I worked in the Computer Lab. So that night was my shift and when I got to our dorm, she had already laid down in her bed and was asleep. I changed, quietly, and looked at her sleeping form. I had been trying to decide all day what I wanted. I didn't even have a clue when I was walking that night what I wanted, but that moment when I saw her in her bed I knew. I pulled the sheet back and slipped in behind her. She woke up. She tried to talk, but I just told her, 'I just wanted you to know I am interested, but tonight I just want to sleep with you.'"
Marissa and Olivia were holding hands by the end of the story. "We later pushed our beds together and we haven't slept apart since," Marissa finished. We ate and talked some more. Once we were finished and Marissa paid the bill, we got into my car. The two of them had decided to walk to work since the day was so nice. Olivia got in the front seat while Marissa sat directly behind me. We were at their apartment pretty soon. Apparently, they lived halfway between campus and the restaurant.
