An Experiment

It was an experiment. That’s all that it was. When I met Molly, we were freshmen in college. By our sophomore year, we had become roommates. It was during this time that I started to get to know Molly. We found out that we had a lot of things in common. One of the main things was that we both liked women. Neither of us had ever been with another woman, but we were both intrigued. That’s how it started. It stayed that way until Frank came into the picture.

She was sitting at the table when he came over and began talking to her. “Hi. Your name is Litta isn’t it?”

“Yes. Do I know you?”

“We are in British Lit together with Dr. Salter.”

She scanned his face. In some ways she didn’t think that she recognized him, but she decided to talk to him. “I guess I am so worried about the lectures that I don’t seem to notice anything else.”

“That’s okay. But I have to admit that I have noticed you.” She blushed some and she looked a little shy. “I mean that you are always getting the correct answers in class. You seem to understand what the writers are saying.”

“Thank you.”

“By the way, my name is Frank Jefferies.”

“Carmalitta Harrison.” She looked at her watch. “Oh, I need to get home.”

“Can I walk you?”

“I don’t live on campus.”

“Even more reason for me to walk you. I live over on McNabb Street and it’s not safe for a young woman to walk home by herself.”

“I’m not helpless.” She said softly, but with some authority. Litta looked up at the young man. He was about five foot nine with sandy blond hair, a nice build and steel gray eyes.

“No one said that you were, but it is nice to have company when I walk home. Could I escort you?”

She thought for a moment and bit the inside of her bottom lip. “Alright.”

They started walking out of the library together. It was a cool September evening and she was wearing only a sweater. He took off his overcoat and put it over her shoulders. “Here. I’m wearing two thick shirts.”

“Thank you.”

“So are you from around here?”

“No. My aunt lives nearby. My roommate and I use her address as our residence to live off campus.”

“That’s nice.”
“You?”

“I am a senior. Me and some guys have a house nearby. Where do you and your roommate live?”

“746 Duffy Ave. We live in apartment A.” She moved her books to the other hand and he reached over to take them. “No. I can carry them.”

“Let me. It’s not a big deal.” He smiled at her. She was rather tall for a woman. She was about five-foot-seven with dark brown hair and light brown eyes that sparkled in the setting sun. Litta was wearing the same thing that most of the girls on campus wore. She had on a skirt that came half way down her legs and was, in this weather, made out of wool. Her top was a long sleeve sweater that came out over her skirt waist band. It showed off her curves but was not blatantly sexual. “Are you English major?”

“No. My roommate is studying literature. I am an education major. What are you studying?”

“I am studying pre-pharmacy.”

“Really? You must be smart.”

“Yes but so are you if you are going to be a teacher.”

She blushed a bit. This was a strange feeling for her. Then she saw her apartment building. “Well, thank you.” Litta reached for her books. “I need to go.”

“Good night.”

Molly was sitting on the couch reading a novel when Litta walked in. She was a small, petite blond. She was laying back, reading. “Hi.”

“Hi.” There was a smell in the apartment. “What did you cook?”

“There is a pot roast in the oven. It should be done soon.” She got up and walked over to the brunette. The petite woman was wearing heels and leaned up. Her lips softly touched Litta’s. “How was your day?”

“Good.” Litta put her books down on the desk. Then she reached over and grabbed her girlfriend. She pulled her up and kissed her. “How was yours?”

“I got an A on my Russian literature paper.” She wrapped her arms around her. “I think that deserves another kiss.”

“I’m not sure.” Litta waited a moment, and then took her into a deep and passionate kiss. “How about we skip dinner? I think you could use a special present for getting an A.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” She set her back on her feet. “I bought you something the other day.”

“What?” Molly was like a little girl and clapped. Her bright blue eyes were lit up.

“You need to come in the bedroom to get it.” Carmalitta walked slowly to the bedroom. Her hips sashayed softly under her skirt. Molly watched her go away. “Come on, Love.”

Molly went bouncing into the room and there stood Carmalitta holding out a beautiful ice blue silk nightgown. “Oh, it’s beautiful. Is this for me?”

“Yes.”

The blond grabbed it and held it close to her. “Oh, it is so soft.”

“Try it on, Love. I am going to get something to drink.”

“I’ll be waiting.” Molly giggled as she started to change in the bedroom.

Litta pulled out two glasses and a bottle of wine. She took the cork out and then walked back into the room. Her girlfriend was standing there in the flimsy nightgown. Her arms were across her stomach, as though she was embarrassed. “You don’t like it?”

“No. It is beautiful. I don’t feel worthy of it.” She was looking at her bare feet.

Litta put down the glasses and bottle. Then she ran her hands up under her hair. The taller woman tipped the other’s head up and smiled at her mate. “You deserve so much more than I can give you. Don’t you ever forget that. I love you, Molly.”

“I love you, too.”

The taller woman took her lover’s hand and pulled her towards the bed. She pulled back the covers on her bed and let go of Molly’s hand. Molly slipped in and looked like a little girl in the huge bed. Litta took off her clothes quickly and climbed into bed with her. She wrapped her arms around her and held her close, as she pulled her into a passionate kiss.

“Litta?”

“Yes, baby?” She was creeping down the young girl’s body and started pulling up her gown. She put her lips on her inner thighs.

“Oh!” Molly breathed very throaty.

“Shush.” Her lover laughed. The neighbor’s probably thought that Litta had a man up her every night. It was a wonder that the land lady didn’t kick them out. Boy would she have had them on the street if she knew what they were really doing in here.

“Litta, what happens later?”

“Later we will eat dinner and do this again.” She gave her a devilish smile.

“That’s not what I mean.” Molly’s voice was very indignant. Litta sat up and got up next to the girl.

“What are you meaning?”

“In our future? What do we do?”

Litta ran her hand over the girl’s face and pushed back her hair. “In the future, we move to a big town and meet some men.”

“Meet some men?” Her big blue eyes got wide and scared. “Doesn’t that defeat the purpose of us?”

The brunette laughed. “Baby, I was thinking we could meet some men who are in the same boat as us. Then you would live with one and I would live with the other. We could still be together but no one would have to know.” She then moved her hand to Molly’s tight little stomach. “And he might even help with your little problem of wanting a baby.”

“That would be nice.” Molly didn’t want to be with a man, but she had always dreamed of being a mother.

“So, we will just have to be roommates until we find someone we can work a deal with.”

“But…”

“Didn’t you just get back a paper that took you away from me for three nights?”

“Yes.”

Litta pinned her down on the bed. “Then let me help you forget everything.” She moved between her legs and helped Molly forget everything in her head. Her tongue began to run along Molly’s clit. Then she began to slowly and methodically finger screw her. The pleasure that coursed through her body made her forget her own middle name. Litta had always been able to do that. She knew exactly how Molly liked to be touched and kissed.