Girl Meets Girl
The joint was passed around again, dwindling quickly amidst the mix of smoke and laughter. Cindy passed it on to Faye who had to brush her red hair from her face before taking it. Cindy was too far gone at this point to care if anybody noticed that she was staring at the redheaded girl’s lips as Faye took a puff and passed it to her left. Faye had been brought to the party by one of the guys from the suite across the hall. They had exchanged pleasantries earlier in the evening and Cindy kept finding her eyes drawn to Faye’s lips. Ever so slightly plump with a wonderful defined shape, they curled in such a perfect when she smiled. Cindy wasn’t usually one to fixate on mouths but something about Faye’s lips called out to her.
It took a nudge from the boy to her right to make Cindy realize that the joint had made its way around the room again and was back to her. A few people across the circle laughed but Cindy couldn’t be sure if it was at her or at absolutely nothing. She did her best to shrug it off, took another hit and passed it to Faye. Faye smiled that radiant smile as she took a lingering hit that seemed to happen, at least to Cindy’s eye, in slow motion.
The joint made only made it around the room one more time before being rendered completely useless, but by then the desired effect had taken hold of everyone. Conversations continued, though somewhat more meandering than before. Cindy though kept her eyes on Faye, who was doubled over in laughter at something the boy on the other side of her had said. Cindy kept wanting to say something to Faye, in fact she was pretty sure that she even opened her mouth to speak a few times. But she couldn’t seem to form completely coherent thoughts much less words. Cindy’s mind had enough on its plate reminding her to not leave her mouth hanging open and she continued to stare at the fair skinned girl who was little more than a foot away from her.
As time passed, one by one the various occupants of the smoke room started to disperse. They would stand somewhat awkwardly and wander off in search of further entertainment and distraction elsewhere in the house. Cindy knew that if she didn’t engage Faye in conversation soon she’d lose her to the mindless chatter of the goings on outside of the room.
“Faye...” Cindy heard the name come out of her mouth and she tried to swallow the words back. She wasn’t ready yet, but it was too late. Faye turned to her with an expectant look on her face.
“I… um… how do you know Rob?” Cindy almost cringed as the words escaped her mouth. She’d been reduced to small talk. She might as well give up now. But what happened next surprised her, Faye smiled.
“Well I met him through a friend before he transferred here.”
And so it began, the nearly meaningless small talk. Cindy was delighted to have caught Faye’s attention of was silently cursing herself for having gotten them stuck in such a flighty conversation. But even as Faye continued to talk Cindy was quick to notice that the last of the other occupants had now left the room.
Finally alone together, Cindy leaned in and planted a kiss on Faye’s soft lips, cutting her off in mid-sentence. Faye was surprised at first but quickly let herself fall into the kiss. Cindy parted her lips and she felt Faye do the same. She let the sensation of Faye’s tongue against hers excite and sooth her mind all at once. Cindy had let her hand rest on Faye’s knee and now started to slide that hand upwards.
Faye pulled away from the kiss. “Wait,” she protested but in one smooth motion Cindy’s hand slid up under her skirt and along her bare thigh, reaching Faye’s crotch.
Cindy’s hand stopped dead and she pulled it away quickly, as if she’d just received an electric shock. “Oh… oh my,” was all she could manage to say.
Faye’s face went flush and she clumsily smoothed out the skirt, doing anything not to look at Cindy’s face. “I’m so sorry. I… I should have said something before… but we just seemed to be getting along so well… I just… I’m sorry.”
“No it’s ok… I mean I was just… caught off guard I guess.” Cindy tucked a bit of her hair behind her ear, avoiding Faye’s eyes just as actively as Faye had been avoiding hers.
There was a pause that felt nearly interminable before Faye finally lifted her head up to look at Cindy again. The previously bold brunette now seemed shy and embarrassed, looking down into her own lap.
“Look I can go,” Faye started to look around for where she had set her purse. Cindy’s hand shot up and went to Faye’s shoulder, keeping her from standing up.
“No it’s alright… I just… I just need a few minutes, if that’s ok… I need to sort of… collect myself.”
There were several more minutes of the two of them just sitting on the sofa, not speaking, barely looking at each other. For lack of anything else to say Cindy’s mouth took over without the full consent of her brain. “So how long have you been…?”
“Ever since I was little… I’ve been living like this pretty much full time since I graduated high school.” As awkward as this conversation seemed, both of them felt some relief. It was clearly better than the silence that had preceded it.
“So do you plan to fully…?”
“I honestly don’t know yet… I might. Probably I guess,” Faye said with a shrug. The two of them had finally met each others gaze again. There was another pause, and Cindy was afraid she wouldn’t know how to break it this time. Thankfully Faye took it in turn to speak. “I suppose if you’d known you wouldn’t have kissed me.”
“Maybe if I’d known before I wouldn’t have…” Cindy let the honesty of that statement linger in the air for a moment before. Faye was now looking down at her own lap, somewhat embarrassed to have heard the Cindy’s response.
Cindy placed her hand under Faye’s chin and brought the soft skinned girl’s face up to meet her own. Cindy smiled and said “But I’m glad I didn’t know, because I wouldn’t miss a kiss like that for the world.”
A look of elated surprise spread across Faye’s face and she opened her mouth to speak but never got the chance. Cindy’s lips were once again on hers and this time they would barely ever break contact for the remainder of the night.