1. Island Fever Ch. 17


    Date: 10/16/2017, Categories: Diary, Lesbian, Straight Sex, Author: JeremyDCP, Source: sexstories.com

    [[[-Island_Fever17.TXT-]]] Island Fever Written by: JeremyDCP@hotmail.com Chapter 17: "Disperse" "Here baby... let me get that for you," Trish said to Lindsay, motioning for the young and docile 18-year-old to stay seated at the breakfast bar counter within the kitchen. I stood at the entranceway of the kitchen and watched as Trish scurried over to the utensil drawer and fetched a spoon. Then, she returned to Lindsay and gave it to her. "I really hope you like it," Trish commented, as Lindsay used the spoon to take a sample taste of a banana split ice cream sundae. Trish seemed so worried that Lindsay was satisfied with the dessert she had prepared for her that she clasped both hands together and held them near her chin. Intrigued, I took a step further into the kitchen, although neither of the ladies were aware of my presence just yet. After several seconds of indecision, Lindsay finally nodded her head and smiled up at Trish. "Hmmmmm... yummy. It tastes delicious, Trish. Thank you for making this!" Trish clapped both hands together and even squealed with delight because Lindsay had given her a positive reaction. Perhaps I was analyzing too deep into this, but it seemed to me that Trish was only happy when Lindsay had a smile on her face. That was a good mindset to have - I was only happy when, for example, Pamela and Devon had a smile on their faces as well - but Trish, it appeared, had taken things to a much greater extreme. Just the tense, worried expression Trish ...
    displayed before Lindsay tried the ice cream sundae, to the look of sudden, absolute joy mere seconds later after being given a good answer was the barometer that I was using. In my eyes, at least, it was not healthy for Trish - or anyone else, for that matter - to be _that_ dependant on making another person happy over something so trivial as an ice cream sundae. As Lindsay continued to enjoy the afternoon dessert, Trish wrapped both arms around the little minx from behind and squeezed lovingly. She even burrowed the side of her face between Lindsay's shoulder blades and softly cooed, "You are so beautiful, baby. Hmmmmm... so beautiful." Lindsay's reaction was, very simply, no reaction. All she did was continue to eat her banana split ice cream sundae as Trish poured all sorts of love and affection upon her. Suddenly, I remembered something Amy had said to me just one week ago today when I brought the subject of these two ladies up during our discussion. _Trish is in love with Lindsay_. _Not the other way around_. I was starting to think that, perhaps, Amy's remarks had some merit. For the past couple of days, at least, Lindsay seemed mostly indifferent around Trish unless the voluptuous Canadian was kissing her, or having sex with her. If this truly was the case, what did Amy base her comment on? Was it something about their relationship that she inferred herself? Or did Lindsay tell Amy that? Trish was looking for love, and a bona-fide commitment. Lindsay, it seemed, just wanted ...
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