They lied beside each other, Lara had picked a small clearing 
she often used for that purpose.  The trees around it were thick, but 
enough sunlight escaped through their gap to grow grass on the ground 
below.  Their clothes laid strewn to the side.  Lara's dyed markings 
added emphasis to her female curves.  While Lyndsy was plain, she had a 
slightly more attractive figure.
                               
        Lara smiled lazily, she really was a different person while 
with her own kind.  Lyndsy knew her lover wasn't much for foreplay.  
She slipped her brown tail into Lara's chanal, who moaned softly as it 
slid into her.  The feeling of having anothers tail within herself was 
like no other, especially Lyndsy's just slightly bushy one.  It was 
strangely kinky, but that's what she liked.

	The tail was soon slick with her juices.  Lyndsy smiled at her 
loved one and massaged Lara's labia as the icy one grabbed the tail to 
use with her own pulse.  Lara groaned louder, not caring why the brown 
one would be so good at something she supposedly rarely did.  If it 
occurred to her, she probably would have decided that Lyndsy practices 
on herself when she's alone.

        As Lara continued thrusting it in herself, she found her eyes 
close and her mind wandering.  She fantasized, though nothing solid, 
simply hazily drifting images that served to turn her on even more.  
Some were figments of previous mates, others being thoughts that 
existed only in fantasy.

	The other was fantasizing to, but not of any other.  Her mind 
was only for her love.  She felt her own wet crotch simultaneous as she 
did to Lara.  She soon found herself groaning with her as the erotic 
sensations became primary in her mind.  It was exciting her, but that 
isn't what she really wanted, she came to be there with Lara, nothing 
more.  Lyndsy was truly submissive, not caring about her own desires.  
Her only sexual objective was to please her only partner, which she did 
well.

	Lara's thoughts were broken as she felt Lyndsy cradling over 
her, the tail removed for an instant only to be replaced as Lyndsy 
slipped it behind her and between her cheeks for the new position she'd 
be taking.  She straddled Lara's head with her arms as she did Lara's 
waist with her legs.  She moved to cause their muzzles to meet.  Their 
tongues soon sought and found each other, then entwined, then parted to 
explore opposite mouths.  She wasn't especially good at kissing, but 
she couldn't be blamed, for how was she to practice that alone?

	Lyndsy was feeling the uncomfort of her tail being forced in 
between her cheeks as Lara pulled it further into her pussy.  She 
countered by shifting forward and resting on her elbows on the ground, 
to the side of Laras head.  She massaged the blue ears before her 
lovingly.  Her nipples, protruding just slightly from the surrounding 
fur, brushed lightly against the icy ones nose.  Lara needed no further 
invitation.  She took one into her mouth, kissing it tenderly and 
eliciting further moans of pleasure from its owner.

	It wasn't long after that before Lyndsy felt the hands around 
her tail tighten violently.  She moaned softly again, but more in pain 
than pleasure.  She didn't mind though, she knew Lara was coming, which 
caused the pain she felt to disconcern her.  It was only seconds later 
that she felt another tightening around her tail, closer to its tip.  
She nuzzled her love happily on the top of her head as the grip 
softened.   She felt her tail being pulled out of the warmth and 
wetness of where it lie.

	The submissive one rolled off with a happy smile, sitting off 
to the side and grooming her tail with her teeth and tongue.  She so 
loved to taste her mate, it was almost intoxicating.  She found herself 
closing her eyes and licking more passionately, enjoying every second 
of the arousal caused by the taste and coupled with the aroma of two 
women making love.  When she was finished the task (which took a good 
several minutes, Lara really took her tail deep) she opened her eyes to 
see her lover feeling herself.  "Doesn't she ever quit?" thought 
Lyndsy.

	She realized she hadn't been satisfied yet, and her passion was 
becoming more persistent.  Still, she wouldn't say anything.  If her 
lover wanted to please her, she would.  Ironically (appropriately?) 
enough, the icy one chose the very moment to stop and opened her eyes 
momentarily in order to change position in her masturbation.  Seeing 
the obvious desire in the other, she smiled mischievously and crawled 
to her, positioning her muzzle not an inch from the brown ones wet 
muff.

	Lyndsy wanted so much to feel that tongue inside of her, those 
lips around her.  Lara was only enjoying the scent however, rising the 
anticipation.  Lyndsy couldn't take it, she was forced to beg.  
"Please, oh god I want it so bad.."

	It was just what Lara wanted, she enjoyed hearing the yearning 
tone in her lovers, and it was so much harder to draw from Lyndsy.  It 
was a kind of triumph.  Her mouth opened, her eyes closed, and she 
began to shift forward..

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	Shike continued through the woods, homing in on the noises she 
heard more for curiosities sake than worry.  She identified the sounds 
with something, but her innocent mind wouldn't accept that possibility. 
 Just before she reached the clearing she heard the words "Please..  so 
bad."  It sounded like Lyndsy, the two were good friends.  She 
quickened her pace to finally break through the bushes surrounding the 
clearing.  "Hey, is something wrong.."

	She had not an instant to react.  Lara sprang to her feet and 
pounced with a harsh lunge punch, stunning the poor cat momentarily and 
knocking her to the ground.  The icy blue one, whose mood had again 
taken the shade of her fur, ran from the clearing and off into the 
woods.

	The teen feline recovered to see her friend sitting, hugging 
her knees to her chest both to cover herself and to offer herself some 
comfort.  Her head was turned to side, tears already streaming down her 
soft cheeks.  She wasn't ready for her secret to be known, especially 
to her friend, Shike.  Her previous desire was forgotten, and she found 
herself worrying not what her friend thought, but what was venturing 
through the mind of her lover.  Shike turned around.  "Get dressed, I 
won't look."

	Lyndsy gathered her clothes and stifled a sob, proceeding to 
dress herself.  "How can you trust to turn your back on me after seeing 
that?  I know how much you hate her, although I can't blame you.  I 
know what she can be like around other species'."

	The red one sighed and pawed at the ground vacantly.  "I've 
known you for years, of course I trust you.  But how could you do 
something like that?  You're a good person.  Hell, you're catholic!  
Don't you know what kind of person she is..  She could be doing nothing 
more than using you."

	The brown one was just finishing dressing herself.  She thought 
about it, why she loved... her love.  The thought hurt, she ignored it 
and fisted a nearby tree.  "I love her!  I love her unconditionally, no 
matter what she really thinks of me."

	Shike knew she shouldn't ask, but she also couldn't resist.  
"But /why/?"

	The timid canine began to think about it.  It hurt.  She 
stopped, figuring it was the felines intention to cause her this pain. 
 "What do you mean 'why?'  Don't you know what love is?  You love Jiz, 
why do you love him?  You love him because he treats you so well.. 
and.."

	A hopefully comforting hand was placed Lyndsy's shoulder, which 
had begun to quiver so.  "I don't love him because he 'treats me well' 
but because of all the little things about him.  The most of which is 
his love for me.  How do you feel about this?  You're shaking."

	Lightheadedness threatened to overtake the disturbed girl.  She 
had to leave, she didn't want to feint here, and she didn't want to be 
forced to consider these painful ideas.  She batted her friends hand to 
the side and stumbled off, colliding a glancing blow into a tree on the 
way.  "Please.. leave me.  I.. I'll be ok."

	As Shike saw her friend leave in her haze she felt a renewed 
depression fill her.  She collapsed to the ground, kneeling, hands 
between her legs on the ground.  Her head slumped and she weeped.  
"Lara..  You've turned a good friend against me...  Lyndsy, what 
happened?  I'm so worried, you're troubled.  What horrible condition of 
mind could...  Are you obsessed?  That isn't love..  There's nothing I 
can do though is there?  This is rediculous.  I fear you need 
medication.  Please, The One, my only god, help me, help her, I beg of 
you!" She raised her head skywards with the last sentence, feeling the 
tears run down the fur on her cheeks matting it to her skin.

	The blueness of the sky..  how beautiful it was as she stared 
at it through the distortion born of tears.  It was becoming grey.  
Clouds?  No, all around her was dimming from her sight.  She'd 
experienced it before.  She remembered the same thing, immediately 
before her first vision..

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