Raven slept in on Thursday. Liz let her rest, carefully crafting plans for any possible circumstance. She played out possible paths to seduction in her head imagining just how she would read and respond to the younger girl's cues ; and if need be, how she herself might push the issue.
Everyone has their buttons and Liz thought she knew a few that just might work with Raven. So while her step-daughter slept, Liz Robinson stopped at the bank and made a withdrawal.
When she returned Raven was dressed and looking excited. "So" she said " Yesterday you mentioned you had plans for today?" Liz raised an eyebrow.
"Well, I thought we could go shopping for the afternoon -- I've got a surprise but it won't be ready till a little later on. I figure you haven't had a proper graduation gift yet." She was certainly right about that.
The streets downtown were nearly deserted on a weekday afternoon. Liz set the shopping agenda - she wanted to show Raven that she knew her, that she cared enough to notice the things she would really appreciate.
So the first stop was the record store. A real old place too, with dust everywhere but more rows and stacks of records than Raven had seen in her life. The clerk appeared to know Liz as well. She was young and hip and pretty damn hot too.
She had short strawberry blonde hair, a tongue ring, and several tattoos. "I've got what you called about right her Miss Malone." She was carrying an old fashioned record player, vintage and in mint condition.
"Fantastic Katie, this is perfect, just what I had in mind. And by the way sweetie, it's Mrs Robinson now. I got married. "
You, did, no kidding?"
"Yep off the market and settled down". Raven couldn't be entirely certain but she thought she saw Katie, whoever she was, wink at this.
Next Liz picked two albums for an extra gift. One was The Smiths self titled LP and the other was Elvis Costello's 'My Aim Is True". Raven loved them both.
Second was the bookstore. The purchase there were Nabakov's "Lolita" The guy at the check out counter totally perving out when he saw what they were getting. The girls giggled at him and he looked at his feet dejected and embarrassed, which only made them laugh even harder as they left the store.
Raven was making out quite nicely with all the gifts and she was honestly surprised when Liz told her they were going last. The lingerie store.
"Every girl should treat herself to a nice pair of panties from time to time." Her smile at this was a little suggestive and considering recent events it could mean a number of things all of them with potential to lead somewhere very appealing.
The panties Raven picked out were small, silky and purple. She didn't want to get plain black. Sure it was classic in a way, but the deep purple went good with both her hair and eyes. When she showed them off to Liz, Raven thought she noticed her bite her lip but again she wasn't sure if her mind was seeing what it wanted to or not.
When they got home a pool truck was pulling out of the driveway. Raven guessed at this point what the other surprise was. Sure enough when she ran around to the back yard the pool and hot-tub had been filled.
In late May it was a bit chilly but the sun was out and shining. Raven was thrilled, her dad hadn't gotten around to filling the pool at all last year and she had missed lounging around sunbathing. It would also give her a chance to see Liz in some skimpy clothes.
The thought had her so excited she forgot to stop and thank her step-mom for all the fantastic gifts -- she ran straight to her room and changed into her most revealing suit. It was a light blue two-piece that just barely covered her small round breasts.
Liz didn't mind being temporarily forgotten. The plan was working perfectly by her estimation. She knew by the way Raven's face lit up that she had done good. Her next move would surely get things moving along just how she wanted -- Liz's mouth watered as she imagined her scheme coming to fruition.
Raven was doing a back-stroke staring up at the sun and daydreaming when Liz called to her -- She hadn't even noticed the older woman come outside. Now she was just a few feet away sitting on a pink towel poolside. She was wearing a dark red string bikini that showed far more than it hid.
Raven was nearly slack-jawed staring. She saw lips moving but couldn't make out what was being said with her head still partly submerged. She shot up, splashing water with her long black hair, and managed a soft "What".
Liz leaned forward and spoke again. "Raven honey, can you come here for a second. I need you to help me with the lotion."
Raven tried to hide her eagerness but couldn't help the speed with which she reacted. She was up and out of the pool inside thirty seconds.
"I need you to get my back babe, ok." the young girl put out her hands and squirted the lotion into them. She moved behind Liz and knelt, but before she was within reach Liz moved.
"Here silly, let me take this off first, and I'll lie on my stomach. Then you just rub it in my back and shoulders."
"Al-alright" Raven stuttered.
Liz removed her top with a single snapping movement. Then she lay down, gingerly, so as not to crush her voluptuous rack. Liz's body was extremely well toned, and tanned despite the time of year.
Raven felt like the luckiest girl in the world to get to touch that soft perfect skin. When she first made contact with Liz's shoulder Raven shivered with the kind of nervous energy that comes from tormented lust.
She worked her way downward slowly savoring each second. When she reached the lower back Liz asked her gently to massage her a bit more toughly. She said she was feeling tense. Raven worked her hands in circles feeling the tightness melt away.
Liz emitted a soft moan. "Oh that's good, that's really good sweetie. That's enough on my back hon. Think you can handle my legs and feet too?"
Raven didn't respond but quickly got more lotion and started rubbing Liz's feet. They were surprisingly dainty given her considerable height. The younger girl had always been embarrassed of her own feet, thinking they were ugly.
Not these feet though, these feet were perfection. She rubbed the soles and arches with care. When she moved to the toes she took each in turn and spread them apart. Liz giggled "Careful babe, I'm ticklish".
