Lena lay on her violet sheets, her arms on either side of head. She stared up at her unmoving ceiling fan. She studied the lines on the wood. She didn't know what kind of wood the blades were made from, and she didn't care to know. She traced her eyes on the gold patterns and sighed.
Her bedroom was hot. She didn't want the A.C. or the fan turned on. She left her head aching and turned sideways on the pillow, moaning in despair. Ariel was the only thing going through her mind -- the girl's name, her face, her voice. She remembered the soft skin she kissed and it gave her joy for a moment.
The housekeeper knocked on the door. Lena turned her head to the right, in the direction of the door.
"Come in."
The housekeeper opened the door. She was a plump fair woman in her forties who was hired by Olivia to monitor Lena and also clean the house. Lena had fired the last housekeeper in a fit of rage after she overheard a homophobic phone conversation.
The new housekeeper was wary of Lena when she was told by Olivia of Lena's attack on a young woman. She was told that Lena was normal but she had her moments. Olivia had emphasized that Lena wasn't crazy, she was troubled.
The housekeeper was to make sure Lena didn't go to the campus or any place that young women congregated.
"It's boiling in here, Miss Lena." The housekeeper turned on the A.C. with the remote. She looked at the form on the bed. "Are you feeling alright?"
"No. My head is killing me."
"It's because you left yourself in the heat. I'll get you some water."
A couple minutes later the housekeeper returned with a bottle of water and handed it to Lena, who was by now sitting up and composed.
"Thank you, Miriam." Lena sighed. "I must go the supermarket."
"I can do that for you."
"No, it's alright."
"You know that I was told I have to accompany you if you step foot outside the house."
Lena sighed again. "I promise I'm not going to the campus."
"I'm sorry, Miss Lena, but it's part of my job."
"Can't I just pay you to not listen to Olivia?"
"I personally don't want you attacking another young woman."
"Wait for me downstairs."
It was now 8pm. The night wind gave the feeling of anticipation. Olivia got out of her car and walked up the small steps to Lena's grand front door. She rang the doorbell and Miriam answered.
"How was your first day with her?"
"She's apathetic. She resents not going out alone."
"That's understandable. May I come in?"
Lena was on the back porch. When she saw her sister she gave her a resentful look.
"Oh don't be like that. You know what you did. I never thought you would assault a student because of those silly dreams."
"Just go away."
"You need to snap out of it. Forget about her. You're becoming childish."
"At least send me a picture of her."
"Oh fuck yourself Lena."
Miriam tried to stop the identical twins from arguing. "Would you like something to drink Miss Olivia?" she asked quickly.
"Yes, thank you." Olivia and Miriam walked to the kitchen, leaving Lena alone.
Lena got up and went inside. She walked past the kitchen where Olivia was hissing angry whispers. "I'm going to bed," said Lena.
She quickly closed her bedroom door and took off her clothes. She stripped until she was completely nude and slipped under her quilt.
She spread her legs and started stroking her thighs, slowly moving to her crotch. She liked to imagine she was touching the girl there. She wanted the girl to look into her eyes and sigh softly.
Lena's Imagination
She was kissing her crotch gently, slowly moving to her pubic area. She didn't know if the girl kept hair down there, but she imagined she did. "Maybe she trimmed," Lena thought.
She licked the outer lips, the hair gliding on her tongue. She took one side of the labia majora between her lips and let her tongue glide on the inner parts. She pulled gently and kissed, and then her tongue slowly moved towards the clit. She wet the clit with her tongue, licking it gently, trying to stimulate it. She was eager to get the girl to orgasm, so when the clit was hard enough she was moving her tongue over it quickly. She heard the girl's short screams as she got closer to climax. When Lena felt the clit pulsing she covered the clit with her mouth, keeping it warm and wet. She pushed bits of saliva on the clit while it pulsed and watched the girl's reaction.
Back to Reality
Lena's own clit was pulsing. She had rubbed herself to orgasm while imagining. She lay there for a few minutes, feeling satisfied. She looked at the digital clock on the bedside drawer. It was nine o' clock. The orgasm left her feeling sleepy, but she figured she should eat before she went to sleep.
Olivia had left a while back. Miriam was in her room. Lena heated rice and curry potatoes in the microwave and went to sit on one of the couches out on the back porch.
Miriam came out a few minutes later. "I heard you in the kitchen and felt like I should tell you what Miss Olivia said. She's bringing the girl here tomorrow so you can apologise to her."
Lena almost choked. "Oh," was all she could say.
Later in the night Lena had a dream of Ariel. This one was different; it wasn't just her image this time. In the dream she and Ariel were alone -- they were on the back porch together, each with a glass of wine. She was stroking the girl's thigh with one finger while the girl looked on. Lena saw the mole on her own chest and the waves at the end of her hair that differentiated herself from Olivia.
Lena woke up with a start. She sat up and stared into the darkness.
Morning came. Lena was told by Miriam during breakfast that Olivia and the girl were coming at 3pm.
"I don't know if you feel sorry about your actions, Miss Lena, but make the apology sound sincere. It's the decent thing to do."
Lena didn't respond. Her mind was fixed on the dream while she picked at her bacon and eggs.
At 3pm Olivia rang the doorbell. Miriam opened it and greeted both Olivia and Ariel, the latter she was seeing for the first time.
Lena was in the back porch, where she spent most of her time. It was fairly large and held two couches with a coffee table between them on one end, and several pots with cacti and various flowers on the other.
The three women entered her vicinity. Upon seeing Ariel she took a deep breath and softly said "Ariel darling. My stomach still hurts." Ariel turned away, turned on at her softness and depth of her alluring voice, but also feeling ashamed at kicking her.
"Good afternoon," said Ariel, hesitantly.
Olivia and Ariel sat next to each other on the couch that was opposite to Lena.
"I'll be bringing muffins and juice," said Miriam.
When Miriam left, Ariel said "I'm sorry again that I kicked you, but I had to..."
"She's the one who's wrong here," Olivia interjected. After a pause, she said "Well, Lena?
Lena's eyes never left Ariel's. "I'm sorry. I really am. I was so overwhelmed by your beauty that I couldn't help myself."
Miriam brought the muffins and juice and set them on the coffee table, and hurried back inside.
Ariel was staring at Lena with wide eyes.
"I want to speak to her alone," said Lena, still not taking her eyes off the younger woman.
Olivia glared at her with suspicion. "I'm finding your apology hard to believe. But what was I to expect? Alright, I'll leave you alone with her, but I'm only giving you five minutes. If I hear a complaint from her while I'm gone I'll deal with you myself." Olivia got up and walked inside, taking her muffin and juice with her.
Ariel viewed Lena with caution. "What did you want to talk about?"
