This is a total work of fiction. Any similarities to real world people places or events is purely coincidental. All characters portrayed are 18 years or older. This work contains graphic depictions of diverse sexual acts. If you are not of an age to lawfully read this material, please move on.

If you haven’t read part one of this tale, please do for continuity.

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Kitty

It’s been two weeks since I met Tina. She is such a treasure! She’s laying next to me sleeping and I know I have to wake her for her last day at work but I don’t want to disturb my angel. She is saving, has saved me. I still miss Trent….a lot! But I’m not floating aimlessly anymore. Tina has given me a purpose. Trent would be pleased. I know he’s also happy I’ve found someone to love. I told him just before….you know….that I’ll never be with another guy. He understood. He knew every detail of my past. He loved me. He thinks I have a new cause…I can feel him….encouraging me.

Well I guess I have to wake her up. Then I have to go to the gym. The new gym is fantastic but some of the women that go there….holy fuck! Bitches or what?! Don’t get on ‘their’ machine!

“Tina baby, wake up! Your last day awaits!” She moans in response to the nipple stimulation of my kiss. I can be a naughty girl sometimes!!

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Marnie

Fucking ignorant lazy cunts! Why the fuck can’t they get the towels in the hampers?! The hamper is right there and they’re all over the fucking floor. Oh look! Another used harpoon on the floor….I’m surprised they don’t shit on the toilet seat!

I’m invisible too…apparently. The skinny kid?! I’ll fucking skinny kid them. And if another one yells at me about needing more towels when the bitch is too lazy to get off her cunt and get one off the shelf….I’ll fucking loose it!!

I’m not a kid….I’m 22 actually 23 next month. Ok I’m skinny, we’ll not actually skinny but athletic. I don’t have an ounce of fat on me, I’m sinew and muscle. My tits, don’t have any. No, really! I don’t. I am completely flat chested but have fucking amazingly long nipples. Little cones that stick out about an inch. The only thing that might be considered flabby on me would be my (as one girlfriend once called them) piss flaps. My inner labia. In another one of my fits of individualism I put three large gauge piercings through each. Fucking awesome, right?!

Well those piercings aren’t my only artistic expressions. My nipples are pierced with thick tribal piercings which I guess helps them stand out. My clit is pierced and with the she devil tat I have over my whole crotch it looks like she has a pierced labrum. My whole cunt and ass area are of course lasered clean of any hair….a she devil tat doesn’t need a beard. I am about 70% covered in tats…mostly tribal. I have my favourite tattoo running down my spine. 女同性恋 means lesbian in Chinese. I got that when I was fourteen. A coming out and then a kicking out. Mom and Dad were not pleased. Been surviving on my own ever since.

My hair? A long pixie cut with the long part coming from the right part line to hang over my left ear. The left side is undercut. My natural black hair is dyed an even darker jet black with the long top part hombred out to a deep purple.

I wear black everything. I even wear black boy shorts. Bra? Right…bunch of smart asses! And by the way….if you ever need a good hard fuck I’ve got a big black strapon and I fucking know how to use it.

Where do I live? You guys are fucking nosy! I live in my travelling pussy palace of course! A baby blue and white Trillium trailer. You know, those fibreglass jobs. Got it for $500.00. I got this sweet old Ford F100 manual three on the tree. Bet you can’t drive one!!

Ok, enough about me and back to these snooty bitches.

Anyway, I’ve had them bump into me or push me out of the way without a word or a by your leave. But I need the money and I can come here and shower, jacuzzi, do laundry all I want. Of course my palace doesn’t have those options.

Oh fuck! There she is again! She makes my box drip like no other! Kelly or Kimmy or something. She’s new here and not like the others. Actually pleasant. And HOT!! Her body is rockin so this isn’t her first gym. She gives off a vibe like idunno, confident lesbian and don’t need to be all cunt about it? Yeah that’s it. Here she comes…..

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Kitty

I’m glad I’m here early. There are at least some machines available. So I’ll put my towel on this elliptical and go stow my bag in a locker.

“Good morning!” Comes from the corner.

I see who it is. “Oh good morning Marnie! How are you doing this fine morning?” Why do my nipples throb when I see her? She’s not who I’d normally be attracted to. A boyish Alt dyke….yes, dyke for sure. She has that look of pussy hunter in her eye. But something else….a shyness?

“Good but I’d be doing better if the bi…um ladies would hit the hamper every once in a while.”

I laugh inwardly and find myself moving Şirinevler travesti closer to talk to her.

I check to see if others are within earshot. “It’s ok….some of them really are bitches.” I stage whisper to her. “I promise to hit the hamper!”

She smiles and checks me out. And I return the appreciative look. Did I just really do that?!

“Oh, I’m Kitty by the way!” I say extending my hand.

She is tentative but as we connect we connect! We, on unspoken agreement, enter each other’s personal space….still holding hands….bodies almost touching. She looks up past my boobs and has a grin…a dirty lascivious grin with one pierced eyebrow cocked. I purposely lick my lips. Purposely? Or was it subconsciously in sudden desire?

“You are the only one to acknowledge that I exist here. Thank you.” Marnie says as she lowers her eyes. “Your in great shape by the way! I know the work that takes!”

“Thank you for the compliment. And why should I not greet you….you greeted me. We are all people, women here. We are all special, deserving of acknowledgment…..including you Marnie!” I respond, backing up a bit to hold her other hand as well. I sense ‘lonely’ and the facade that this precious one is using to hide behind.

“So do you use the gym here as well? You are toned to the hilt!!” Did I just lick my lips again! Come on Kitty! Are you collecting lezzies?! Hmm now there’s an idea! Fucking cool it Kitty!

“Yeah I do actually. It’s hard work keeping my boyish figure.” She says deadpan and then laughs. “I work out after hours while I’m doing my laundry.”

“Oh?”

“Yeah I live in a little trailer in the trailer park. No shower or laundry. The shower, jacuzzi and laundry are part of my perks for working here.”

“That sounds cool!” I reply. Then it gets awkward. Two of the really snooty ones came in and sneer at us. You know the look? Right! That one.

“Where’s our fucking towels cleaning girl?!” they spit out in a snarky tone.

What the fuck did they just say! My head explodes!

“Hey!” I shout. “I’m talking with Marnie here and she isn’t your towel bitch! Get your own fucking towels you pretentious twats!!” Fuck I am mad! I make to move towards them. I am taller and in better shape than these pretend workout queens. But I’m not a fighter but….holy hell! Marnie is right…..bitches!

We had let go of each other during the exchange but Marnie leaned closer to me and says in a stage whisper, “Thanks! Nobody has ever stuck up for me like that!” She grabs my hand and kisses it.

I say in a louder voice so the twat sisters could here me. “Nobody treats my friends like shit and gets away with it!”

They scurry away to get there towels.

Marnie looks at me with a peculiar look and drops my hand. “Well I know you need to get to your workout and I’ve got to get back at it here. We’ll talk again?!” as she gets up to continue working.

“Soon I hope!” I say as I go to head out on the floor, sending an additional scowl at the two ladies.

My workout, shortened as it was, was good. I had been so mad at those twats for treating anyone with such disrespect so it fueled my routine.

I go back to the locker room and get out of my stinky leggings and sport top grab my shower gel and saunter over to the showers.

The showers have two options. Individual stalls for those who are shy about their body or the communal shower. I’m not shy! Besides some of these ladies are hot!

Just before the showers are the towel shelves and hampers. Marnie is picking more towels off the floor when she see’s me. She is standing and just staring at me. She is so cute! All red faced and, I’m sure subconsciously, playing with a nipple. I hear a small moan. As she does that I turn and look at her. Her mouth drops open, turns redder covers her mouth and then…so cute…gives a shy wave! Kitty you still got it babe! That makes my day more than anything else.

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Marnie

Oh fucking Gawd!! I think I’d die without my Hitachi! She’s in my head now…I’ve got to be careful. She seems so nice but I don’t know her well enough to be that aggressive. She could have me fired.

Another thing is that I’ve never wanted to be with someone that bad. Not just fuck them and be all dykie on them. So strange. I have the feels! Yup! That must be it. Never had the feels like this before. Just bang bang, have whoever lick me, get me off n get out.

Kitty is different. Oh for fucks sake Mar who are you kidding! This lady is just that….a lady! What would she want with me, a dark moody boy shaped dyke. I saw, she’s all expensive designer everything! Shoes, leggings, sport top, $1000 for sure!

But fuck she is hot! And not shy at all. The way she walked to the shower…everyone was looking and she wanted them to! I can’t believe I stood there and gawked, pinching my own nipple and she caught me! And all I could do was give her a stupid wave!! Shit!!!

But what a body!! Tits that are perfect and Şirinevler travestileri natural or she had the worlds best surgeon. Pierced nipple and bellybutton. Totally hairless.

Shit shit SHIT!!! I’m fucked. If she knocked on the door of the trailer right now and asked me, I’d be her slave forever. Fucking calm down Mar! Your a tattooed, pierced DYKE! She was just being nice today. She probably won’t even talk to me next time.

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The Skillet Diner

On the TV in the diner, “The system is expected to localize tonight bringing higher than normal winds along with some fast moving thunderheads that may give localized rain and or hail. Be prepared, it may get nasty tonight folks!”

Patrons start to finish up and head home.

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Marnie

Whose shaking my fucking trailer! Oh shit, it’s that wind the news said was coming!

Bang….bang..bang bang bb b b b bang bang…… Fuck! Hail! Gotta move my truck under the picnic shelter before I loose a windshield.

Keys!! Ok got’em. Go Mar!! Ouch!! That fucking hurts!! Fucking hail!! Ok ok….please c’mon old girl!! Brrrrmm! B b b b! Good girl!! There it is…perfect. Your safe now. Now back to my safe spot!!!

CRACK!! Screeeeee! Crunch!

Noooooooo!!!!

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Kitty

I could really use the workout this morning. The girls at my former business had some glitches that they needed help with so I thought I could give them a couple of hours. A day later! Well they never would have found that information if I hadn’t helped!!

Wow! The neighbourhood is covered in leaves and branches! That storm was a doozy!

Yup! And there’s less people here too! Fabulous! Choice of machines too!! I don’t have to reserve with a towel today. Dump my bag in the locker room and let’s get at it!

Is that…?! Oh shit!

“Oh fuck! Marnie! What happened, girl?!”

She is sitting on a bench, head in hands looking a bit, no a lot, damp and disheveled. She looks up when she hears me. Her eyes are red and her hair has twigs in it. She also has a big scratch in her one cheek, some crusted blood along with it.

“M m m my trailer…..the storm….a tree……”

Oh gawd! You weren’t in it were you?! Are you hurt?!” I rush to her and pick her up and I’m hugging her into me before I know it.

“You are in no condition to work!” I brush the hair out of her eyes and look at her beautiful face and deep in to her eyes. “You are coming with me! No arguments.”

I put her down, grab my gym bag and head for the front desk. I look over my shoulder, “Coming!”

Marnie jumps at my one word as if in a daze but dutifully follows.

I stop at the front desk and say to the girl there, “Tell Barb that Marnie has been injured and her home destroyed by the storm last night. She is in no condition work and I’m taking her home with me to sort this out.”

“Of course Mrs. Thompson! I’ll let Mrs. Dell know!” the girl said.

“Barb can call me later if she needs to.”

“Yes Mrs. Thompson.”

With that done, we collect Marnie’s things.

Now to get Marnie in my car and home. Minimum, some first aid, a hot shower and some dry clothes. I doubt she has eaten after what she has gone through.

“My truck!”

“Is it locked?”

She nods. “Leave it. We can get it later. Your not driving anyway!”

As we get to the car, “Holy shit!” Comes from Marnie. The Jag gets that response every time.

“Here, I’ll get the door. You just sit. I’ll get us to my place in a jiffy.”

My 1964 E type Series2 Jaguar, starts with the purr expected of my kitty cat! Then we are off.

For those who are in the know, I did say E type. It is not an XKE. It is an E type imported from good old GB!

Not a word out of Marnie. She is obviously dazed and possibly in shock from events. I’ll get her fixed up quick though.

We pull through the security gate then my gate and up to the house. Tina must have heard the gate because the front door comes open before I can buzz it open.

“Kitty! Your home early! I thought you were gonna…..oh shit! Who’s this?! She looks rough!”

“Tina, her name is Marnie. The girl I told you about from the gym. Help her get out of the car. She’s had an accident.”

“Of course.” Tina replies, suddenly all business, as she opens the passenger door.

I leave Tina to help Marnie in while I run to look for First Aid supplies. By the time I have them Tina has Marnie in her room trying to get her clothes off.

“Tina go get the water going while I get her undressed and see if she has more damage.”

“Right away.” Tina responds as she races off.

“Ok, Marnie look at me. You have to help me get you undressed so we can see if you have other injuries and to get you in the shower.”

“Is that your line you use with all the girls!” I was happy to here that reply. At least she still had some wit.

I injected some levity of my own by replying with, “We can talk about that later sweet thing!” Travesti şirinevler As I bat my eyes at her, smiling lewdly.

Did I just call her sweet thing?! She probably thinks I’m some sort of pervert trying to top the dyke….fuck.

“Arms up!”

Her smirk disappears from view as I raise her t-shirt. Ok a line of bruising but no cuts. Hard to tell how deep the bruising is with all her tattoos. Oh gawd! Her nipples are outstanding and outstanding! They must be an inch long!! Oh how delicious! Are those adornments made of bone?! I can feel my pulse rising. I better just chill here. I’m supposed to be looking after her.

I place my hand on the bruised area and apply light pressure. “Does that hurt?”

“Not much.” Is her answer but the fact she doesn’t flinch tells me more.

“Ok Marnie, lay back and we’ll get these jeans off you.” With an odd look on her face she complies.

Her feet on the ground and bent at the knees I have easy access to her belt and jeans button. Then I give the pants a tentative pull. She raises a slight bit and I pull them off. Marnie has a minor gash on her left calf. Not to serious either. This girl got off easy in that storm! I’m so glad!

Her only remaining clothing is a pair of black boy shorts. Hhhhmmm. Must be standard dyke clothing.

“Let me help you up.” I hold my hands out. She stands up and I steadied her.

“We have two choices my sweet! You hold on to me while I lower your shorts or I hold you while you look after them.”

Marnie makes her choice by reaching up and putting her hands on my shoulders. It was a power move. I’ve used it myself. I’m not sure she meant to use it like that though in this instant.

I lower myself on to one knee to show that I am not bottom bitch and I make eye contact as I grab the sides of the shorts. As I go lower I turn my head so I don’t have my face in her clam.

She steps out and they are off. I look at her again and she has another smirk on her face. She WAS using the situation as a power play! Sneaky minx! But she also knows I know and have not given in. Points for me!!!

“Sit!” I tell her in a tone of authority. She complies.

As I begin to remove my gym clothes, “what are you doing?!”

“You have had a trauma and are not steady on your feet young lady and I’ve got to be naked to be in the shower with you don’t I?!”

Her gaze wavers and her head lowers. “I guess so,” is her meek reply. Another point for me!!!

“The water should be good now!” Tina exclaims as she comes from the bathroom.

“Great! Thank you for doing that. Could you do one more huge favour my love?!”

“Don’t worry Kitty. I haven’t eaten either and I’d be glad to make us all some food!”

“Your a godsend my sweet!” I say to Tina.

She reply’s to me with a huge grin and as she turns to go she hides a nod at Marnie and two big thumbs up.

It actually is a relief to me to see Tina act like this. Not a spot of jealousy! Only encouragement!! She’s shown that she is very caring and compassionate this morning. I’ll have to tell her that later.

With Tina headed to the kitchen I turn to concentrate on Marnie. I help her to standing and gently guide her down the hall to the shower.

As we arrive at the shower, “Wow! Your bedroom and bathroom are sure nice!”

“Well thank you Marnie but this is a guest bedroom and it’s where Tina stays.”

Marnie was silent. I’d have payed to see her face when I said that. I’m not bragging, it is what it is. But I doubt Marnie has seen anything like this house in her life. Trent and I have been blessed and because of that, that’s why Tina and now Marnie are here. I want to share what I have. Wait! Did I just subconsciously decide to take Marnie in as well?! I guess I wouldn’t have brought her here if deep down I hadn’t already made that decision when I saw her on the bench at the gym this morning.

With my free arm I test the water. Perfect. In we go.

I stand Marnie under the rain head and begin to rinse the twigs and dirt out of her hair. I reach over and flip on one of the hand wands and start spraying her body….the aim being to invigorate her blood flow and warm her and rinse the stray grit off.

I apply a healthy amount of shampoo to her head and start to massage it in. She lets out a slight moan and rests her body more against mine. I almost laugh as her head nestles between my boobs!

I turn her facing me. “Hold on to my hips and tilt your head back.” I tell her as I bring up the hand wand.

She complies. Her eyes closed, I rinse. Then shower gel on a soft loofah. With Marnie still holding my hips I start at her shoulders and start to gentle wash her. As I work down the front of her the loofah snags on one of her nipple piercings. “Hold on, I’ll get that off.” Embarrassed, I fiddle with it for a minute and then it’s free. I discard the loofah saying, “I guess I’ll use just my hands for the rest!” trying to make light of the situation.

“Don’t let me stop you!” Is the sarcastic response from Marnie.

On reflex I reach out and tweak both her nipples! I can’t believe I just did that!!

“Uuunnngggh! You’ve got ten minutes to stop that!”

The sexy little dyke!!

I back off just a bit. I can’t seem to stop massaging her her nubs that have now grown hard. She continues to moan.