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   Saga of Corbin and Sharon: Part 6 The Unexpected Happens.



   By Jim



   Upon returning home, Corbin noticed the light blinking on their answer
machine.  Checking the message, Corbin's heart jumped when she heard Mike's
voice, asking to schedule some time tomorrow for a quick meeting.

   `Shit' Corbin shook her head in despair, `The fucking pressure in making
a decision.' And she knew who else might be at that meeting, she didn't
know the girl, but she hoped it would go well.



   Corbin sat in his office while he made boring small talk, the whole time
Corbin mentally tried to snare the little butterflies that were swirling
around in her stomach.

   `Yes...or...no...Yes...or...no...' Corbin kept going round-and-round
about what to do, and on top of that the freaking pressure of meeting with
this girl face-to-face in a formal setting.

   `How bad could it....' But she never completed the thought as Mike spoke
a little louder;



   "So you decided to come!" Mike gaze was off to Corbin's right as her
head turned to automatically follow his gaze, only to see this beautiful
Asian Girl standing in the doorway.  The fit, athletic young woman let the
faintest of smiles crease out of the corner of her lips, totally ignoring
Mike as she walked straight up to Corbin and stuck her hand out in
greeting. She was so direct and focused, that it took Corbin a second to
collect herself and stand up.  Mike simply eased back in his chair,
catching a deep breath as he almost smiled, something as simple as a
handshake between the two was enough to give him a `boner' in his pants.



   "I'm Jenna, looks like the gangs all here." She said quickly glancing
over at Mike, and her stare returned to the blonde that was now standing
right in front of her as their palms pressed.



   "Corbin, nice to finally met." She took Jenna's extended hand into her
own; their palms pressed tightly, fingers entwined, both exerting a slow
steady pressure at the same time.  Corbin almost gasped out loud as she
felt the strength of the other woman's grip, she WAS strong!



   Suddenly, Corbin's body stiffened as she found that she had
involuntarily allowed herself to press back.  The two women strained in
their silent test of strength, their lips never losing their faint smiles,
as they quickly sized up one another.  Corbin allowed her eyes to watch the
ripple and play of Jenna's forearms as they flexed in effort just beneath
the tanned skin along her arm.  Jenna's bicep showed, swelling tautly
upward as she strained with her adversary, in what appeared to be a
deadlock.  Mike's eyes strained and his cock stiffened ever so slightly as
he quickly fantasized about a number of `What if's', but for the time
being, it would appear as if the two women were merely greeting one another
with a friendly, but prolonged, handshake.

   And then, with a quick grin, Jenna suddenly released her grip and
stepped back.  "This should be allot of fun" she said.



   Corbin blushed and returned to her seat and folded her legs.  `Good for
you' Corbin told herself, she was glad she didn't back down from the
handshake, although she was impressed, as Jenna had meet her grip for grip
without the slightest inclination she was straining.

   The Asian girl tried to hide her exotic smile as her dark eyes studied
the girl to her left, for the first time, she was able to get a good view
of her as they sat next to one another.



   Corbin had crossed her left leg over her right knee and her left calf
and foot dangled, rocking back and forth slightly.  Jenna took the
opportunity to cross her right leg over her left knee, so she could compare
their two calf muscles, all the while Mike had started to babble on about
allot of shit she already knew concerning the competitions.

   `Hmmmm, not bad, not bad at all.' Jenna thought, studying the firm
strong legs on the girl, it did give Jenna pause as she thought about
reconsidering her initial assumptions about the girl not being up-to-par.



   By the time Mike had finished the meeting, it was decided, to Corbin's
relief that she would workout without having to make a decision till later,
but Jenna had already confirmed her intentions to compete.

   Mike was a little concerned though, Jenna had not complained once about
working with Corbin during the meeting, she in fact was acting almost `too'
agreeable given the little conniption fit she threw at the deli the other
morning, he thought for sure she would fight to the very end.



   As the two girls walked over to the weight room, which for the most part
was deserted seeing how it was almost closing time, but Mike had given them
each a key with instructions on how to deactivate the alarm system.  Corbin
was really starting to dig all of the fringe benefits of this training,
although she had made it clear in the meeting she was still not interested.
In any case, they had barely stepped into the workout room when Jenna, who
was walking ahead of Corbin, spun around abruptly to face her.  Corbin just
about stumbled back as she was daydreaming during their stroll and was not
paying attention.



   Jenna's lush lips parted and her teeth sparkled in a smile.  Once again,
Jenna's eyes swept over Corbin's athletically fit figure with approval, but
she had some ground rules to set first;

   "Let's you and I get something straight," She swaggered up to Corbin,
getting in her face, "Just stay out of my way.  The only reason I agreed to
this was for my own personal reasons, which have nothing to do with you or
`us', regardless of what Mike wants, got it?" Her head cocked off to the
right as her look seemed to challenge the blonde into defying her.



   Corbin was a little stunned, but shrugged, "Yeah, sure." and casually
stepped around the Chinese girl, walking into the weight room to begin her
workout.

   `Yeah?....Sure?' Jenna stood there with a perplexed look on her face and
then shook her head in frustration while being a little miffed that
Corbin's response seemed to be so flippant.



   Over the next few days, Jenna would catch herself looking over at
Corbin, but never once did she catch Corbin looking in her direction, it
was as if the girl paid her no mind at all.  `Now that pisses me off.' It
was indeed ironic, and Jenna was aware of that fact as she remembered
telling Corbin to stay clear, and indeed she was, almost to the point of
ignoring or even snubbing her.  `Not even a fucking nod or hello, fucking
high and mighty bitch.'

   And then it dawned on her, `Mind games' she thought, this was Corbin's
way of fucking with her, and it was working, her irritation had started to
eat away at her.  Jenna suddenly stood up and grabbed her water bottle,
`Get a grip, your being stupid.'



   Surprisingly, particularly to Jenna, they were almost an equal match in
strength as she took careful notice in the amounts of weights they were
using and the number of reps each would perform.



   Jenna was on her last rep as she lay back on the bench, pushing the bar
upward, but her arms trembled with effort.  In a moment of personal
determination or maybe arrogance, she wanted to go beyond her normal number
of reps she normally did and now found herself in a particularly
embarrassing and dangerous position on the bench press.  Slowly her arms
made their upward track but they were quickly expiring in strength and her
body had tapped out it's last reserves.  Her teeth felt like they might
shatter as her face and body flexed and tensed to summon
something...anything to get the weights onto the rack.  A shadow fell over
her face and the overhead lights were lost as Corbin's frame suddenly
appeared, the blonde's hands tentatively reached down to grab the bar and
help, but Jenna poured everything she had into it and the bar clipped into
it's resting position.

   Jenna was unable to hide her exhaustion and her two arms quickly came
off the bar and down, her knuckles scrapped the matt as they hung limp. 
Closing her eyes, she slowly, painfully sat up, but remembering Corbin was
still standing her she bolted upright and stepped around to where the
blonde was standing; their strong bodies bathed in sweat, shirts clinging
to sweat soaked heavy breasts, the workouts having aroused their bodies as
erect nipples stood out from behind their plastered shirts.



   "What the hell were you doing?  Jenna knotted up her eye brow, bringing
her right arm up as her bicep swelled, her hand running thru her dripping
short, black hair.



   "Thought you might not make it." Corbin cocked her head to the left, her
eyes narrowing up, as her own sweat streaked blonde hair fell down over her
shoulders.  She was getting a little fed up with Jenna's masculine, butch
attitude.  She knew Jenna was a lesbian and liked to bully other women
around, `but not me' Corbin stood her ground.



   "You what?!" Jenna's white teeth flashed in a smile that bespoke of
shock.  "You're kidding right?" her had dropped to her side in an
exaggerated motion.



   "You heard me." Corbin snapped right back, catching Jenna by surprise.
But her body was trembling a bit, she had heard Jenna was a bit on the
rough side and loved to kick the crap out of woman that crossed her.  But
Corbin wondered if Jenna had never crossed someone so close to being her
equal.



   Jenna looked over at the bench and her left hand came up and tossed down
the small white towel she was holding, it landed with a slap on the bench.



   "Yeah, I fucking heard you." Jenna placed her hands on her hips and
looked back into Corbin's hazel eyes, her own tummy tightened and fluttered
as she was nearing another stand off with the blonde.  They were truly
polar opposites in almost every way; from how they carried themselves,
their personalities, their external features, with Corbin's long flowing
blonde hair to Jenna's cropped tomboyish hair do....only their amazing,
female muscular builds were of similar nature, even their heavy, full
breasts seemed evenly matched in size and weight.



   "Oh yeah, then do another rep!" Corbin pointed to the bench, "You think
I'm wrong." Corbin challenged, her face twisting with anger.



   "Fuck you." Jenna's eyebrows knotted together in anger.  She was ready
to go at just when they both heard the clicking of lights, which meant Mike
was locking up for the evening, no doubt he would come by to make chit-chat
with both of them.  Jenna turned back around to find Corbin had walked back
over to her exercise bike.



   The rest of the evening with filled with tension and hostility as
neither dared look or speak to the other for fear of something erupting
between the two of them, something neither girl was shore she was ready to
handle just yet.



   Jenna felt the nervousness in the pit of her stomach start as she
contemplated her next move, trying to egg her into something, something she
wondered if the girl was `up' for.  The tension was just right and Corbin
was showing some aggressiveness that normally wasn't their and that's when
she decided to act, chancing it.



   Corbin felt the stare and looked up from reading her magazine, Jenna was
leaning against the weight rack, simply staring at her.  `Fucking great,
what now.' Corbin's legs slowed their peddling as she closed the magazine.
Even with several feet between them , she thought she recognized a little
mischievous gleam in Jenna's eyes and wondered `What is she up too?  Oh no,
I hope she isn't going to put the moves on me.  I need to be upfront and
tell her about Sharon so she doesn't get the wrong idea, or just maybe
she's looking to really pick a fight this time.' Averting her eyes before
the stare became uncomfortable.



   Jenna suddenly spoke up, her voice a little huskier that before.

   "How do you feel?"



   Corbin was stunned, `Where is she going with this?' it was such an
open-ended question that she just slowly turned around and cautiously
responded, "I feel fine, why?"



   "Let's try a different workout, you and I" Jenna asked again; the way
her eyes stayed transfixed and the seriousness of her expression and voice
left Corbin wondering what was going on, but her naive mind went ahead and
assumed she didn't mean anything out of the ordinary.



   "I guess, what's on your mind." Corbin shrugged.



   "Okay, then." Jenna said softly and almost smiled, her exotic oriental
eyes narrowed and her amazing smile did finally creep onto her lips.



   Corbin watched with a perplexed expression as Jenna kneeled down at the
side of the one of the workout benches, her right hand came up and softly
padded the top of the bench.  She then pointed to the opposite side of the
bench with a faint smile.

   Corbin was confused, or just plain clueless, but slowly, reluctantly she
made her way over and knelt down opposite Jenna with the bench between
them.



   "What's up?" Corbin cocked her head off the right, a few strands of long
blonde hair fell down around her shoulders as she stared over at Jenna who
slowly brought her right arm up onto the bench her fingers open...waiting.



   "You want to arm wrestle?" Corbin suddenly caught on and leaned back a
little shocked.



   Jenna just smiled and nodded `yes'.



   Corbin almost blushed and shook her head `no', "I don't think so."



   "You scarred?" Jenna quickly countered.



   Corbin looked up awkwardly, "No....NO!  Not at all...I'm just not, into
that sort of stuff."



   "What stuff?  Were just a couple of girls messing around, you mean your
not the slightest bit curious?" Jenna continued with her unwavering stare.



   When Corbin didn't responds, Jenna decided to push the issue, "Is that
why you don't compete?  The fear of loosing?"



   "No that's not it..." Corbin looked down and sighed, "...I have
a....uhm....just getting up in front of all those people..." Corbin's voice
softly trailed off.



   "We'll yeah, I think I can understand where you coming from." Jenna said
nice and soft causing Corbin to look up and then she followed up;

   "But, this is nice and private, at least you won't have to deal with
anyone seeing you loose."



   Corbin raised an eyebrow at that, `Now why in the hell did she have to
go and say that, she's just trying to throw me off.' And it was working as
Corbin slowly fumed at the suggestion.  But Jenna never flinched as they
continued staring in silence for a few more seconds, thinking about what
the outcome might mean.



   "I don't know." Corbin hesitated, deciding to drag this out some, even
irritate Jenna some if she could.



   "But were alone now.  So neither of us has anything to worry about, nor
any excuses, right?" Again, Jenna's logic had backed Corbin into a corner.
This time Corbin nodded slowly, and gave a nervous grin to match Jenna's.
She straightened herself and leaned in towards the bench, to get a more
solid position.



   Jenna extended her arm under the bench, "Take my wrist." She said and
Corbin reached under with her left hand and the two girls firmly gripped
the others wrists to both gain leverage and keep the other honest.  Their
hard forearms flexed as they each increased their grip a bit more.  Slowly
Corbin brought her right arm up and planted her elbow on the bench.



   Jenna decided to have a little fun at Corbin's expense;

   "A fair warning, your poor arm is going to feel like a limp dishrag
after I'm done wringing it out."



   Corbin lowered her head and smiled to herself, amazed at this woman's
cockiness.  "We'll see."



   Their hands hovered close together for a few seconds, then gripped
tightly.  Corbin was just mimicking her opponent's efforts, but it soon
became apparent that there wasn't to be any signal as they slowly began
increasing the pressure.  Jenna looked across the bench and their eyes
locked onto one another as they continued.  Soon they found themselves
thrust into a battle, arms trembling, muscles straining as each tried to
force the other's arm down.  Corbin had never engaged in anything of this
magnitude with anyone, in fact the last arm wrestling she did was with a
girlfriend back in College, she won easily and that was all in good fun. 
As the seconds ticked away, Jenna suddenly realized that she was exerting
more power than she had ever used in any match with anyone, ever, and
Corbin didn't seem to be tiring or so it seemed.  Jenna decided to crank it
up a little more, and was rewarded by a slight tremble in Corbin's arm.



   "You're pretty strong." Corbin managed to say, although it took a great
amount of effort for it not to sound like a grunt or a gasp.



   "You're no slouch yourself." Jenna retorted, trying not to let her voice
quiver, but that was the last of the talking for either, as their labored
breathing was the only thing filling the still gym air as they kept
battling.  To Jenna's distinct amazement, she felt Corbin pour even more
strength into her arm and hand and suddenly Jenna's arm was being forced
back...not fast, and not a lot, but it was moving.  Jenna gritted her
teeth, calling on a little more of her reserves and stopped the incredible
blonde, and this time her eyebrow went up as she could feel her face begin
to loose it's composure, but still she forced herself to restrain her
breathing to faint gasps although she wanted to grunt a few times.  Corbin
couldn't believe it, after managing to take one more deep breath she was
truly pouring everything into this contest now.  Finally, as if by mutual
consent, there heated stare down was broken, Jenna's head was going down as
she strained, and Corbin's eyes were gazing off past where Jenna kneeled,
as she too concentrated.  For many long seconds they remained deadlocked,
with Corbin amazed that she was now at a slight advantage, but millimeter
by millimeter, Jenna began to inch her back until they were dead even. 
Then Jenna started forcing Corbin's bulging straining arm down, until she
was a third of the way down, Corbin's own head had twisted and was looking
down as her whole body was trying to work as one, but no matter what she
did, it felt impossible to stop the Chinese girls powerful arm.  At one
moment, Jenna almost let loose a squeal as she allowed herself to focus too
much on how her hand felt, which was almost totally numb from the intense
pressure of Corbin's grip.  Another battle seemingly raged under the bench,
as the two women felt like they might crush the other's wrist into oblivion
as their arms shook violently.  Corbin eyes had become two narrow slits, a
bead of irritating sweat stopped on her left eyelash and hung tauntingly as
she watched her own bulging bicep quiver and ripple from the strain, both
of their arms were bathed in sweat, like they had been coated in oil now.
The same irritations bothered Jenna, as beads of sweat had started to run
down the side of her face, but she tried to ignore it as she watched her
hand, feeling almost disconnected from her body at this point.  Jenna
almost smiled, she only had a little ways to go now, a few inches from
victory!  When Corbin suddenly grunted, and stopped her dead.  There was a
quiver that passed between their fingers, hands and arms - then another
one, and suddenly, Jenna's arm was being forced back upright,
`Un-fucking-believable!' her mind screamed and Jenna let her own girlish
grunt escape her lips as she desperately threw everything she had at this
incredible girl in a last-ditch effort, and to her shock and dismay she
felt herself almost begin to cry from the pain.  Glancing up, she watched
Corbin's face, a mask of tension and twisted determination, her teeth
clenched with inhuman determination.  For at least a minute they battled
all out in an absolute final effort to outmuscle the other, to prove which
one was superior.  As the duel wore on, minute after minute, each woman was
feeling her strength drain away.



   The room had started to feel like it was spinning around for both girls
now and all they could see was the contorted face of the other across the
bench; between them, their clenched hands strained and quivered as sweat
coated arms swelled, veins bulging with pure power.  Both were suddenly
reaching the end of their reserves, it was only a matter of time before one
expired, the shaking was so bad and the pain had become so unbearable that
Corbin felt a tear trickle out of her left eye, she glanced over and saw
tears streaming from Jenna's own eyes, at least she wasn't the only one
loosing her composure, it had gone far beyond anything she ever
anticipated. Suddenly, a climax of grunts and moans had started to flow
from their bodies as the two girls fought with everything they
had.............



   "AHHHHHHH!!" she suddenly cried out, expelling a puff of air, the back
of her hand met the bench with a loud wet slap, and then it was over.  As
quickly as someone snapping a finger, the last ounce of energy was spent
and her body could no longer sustain her will to win.  Corbin looked down
to find the back of her hand flat on the bench, while Jenna looked down
thru tear filled eyes, unsure of how she did it, they had felt so evenly
matched that she thought for sure the both were on the verge of fainting at
the same time.  Shaking, drenched in sweat and totally spent, Corbin slowly
laid her tired head down, feeling the soft, sweat soaked pad of the bench
meet her forehead.  Jenna winced in pain as she loosened her grip, every
muscle in her arm cried out for release.



   Deciding to break the awkward silence, "I didn't expect that." Corbin
huffed as her head came up, her face was flustered and it was clear she was
disappointed, barely able to look Jenna in the eye.



   `If she was upset, she was doing and excellent job of keeping it in
check.' Jenna noted.  Had she not been so exhausted and the contest not
been so close, she might have gloated a bit more, but she could feel
herself gasping and when she tried to speak, her voice was weary and
shaking.  "It was closer then I thought.  But I knew I'd win." Jenna's ego
was taking over now and she wanted Corbin to swallow the biter pill of
defeat.



   They stay kneeled, both trying to collect themselves, `The last fucking
thing I want to happen is to fall on my damn face as I try and stand up,
now that would make me cry.' Corbin thought.



   As Jenna shook out her right hand and painfully collected her things,
she paused as the two were about to part Company and suddenly Corbin paused
herself and turned, and was shocked to hear the words come out of her own
mouth.



   "We'll have to try that again some time." She swallowed hard, that was
something she normally would never do, challenge another girl like that.



   Jenna's air of supremacy slowly returned, after all, she had just won a
hard fought contest, and if Corbin wanted redemption, she would have to ask
for it.



   "Yeah, sure...I'll give you a rematch sometime." And suddenly the two
girls parted company that evening, Jenna with the upper hand now.  Corbin
was left to wrestle with something she wasn't used to, nor prepared for. 
But her competitive juices were now flowing, although she didn't know if
she would ever encounter Jenna in a test of strength again, she swore to
herself to never loose again, to her, or any woman and never let self-doubt
distract her.



   Sharon was about to chastise Corbin for strolling in at such a late
hour, it was almost '11:30pm!' she worried.  She came walking briskly down
the hall from her room as Corbin entered her own room, she watched Corbin
angrily toss her bag into a corner.



   "What's wrong?" Sharon looked on in concern.



   Corbin wanted to explode, but she closed her eyes and took a deep
breath, she didn't want to let loose her anger, not in front of Sharon or
on her, it wouldn't be fair to her.



   "Ohhhhh...I fucking went and got myself into an arm wrestling match with
that girl at the gym..."



   "YOU LOST!" Sharon blurted out in shock, anticipating that was the only
explanation for Corbin's foul mood.  Corbin simply paced about of the room,
before slipping past Sharon to head to the bathroom for a shower, as she
brushed past her friend she replied "You go it."



   "What?!...I...I don't believe it, she must have cheated." Sharon chased
Corbin down the hallway bombarding her with questions, following her into
the bathroom.



   "How did that happen?" Sharon kept pestering her as Corbin turned on the
shower and slowly undressed.  Slowly she sat on the edge of the tub as she
peeled off her socks and sweat pants.  "She challenged me and I accepted,
it was fair and square.  She didn't cheat, but it was close, real close."
Corbin's mind drifted back to the contest, before she shook her head to
snap out of it and could let disappointment seep back in.



   "Well...well...your just going to have to go back there and kick her
ass!" Sharon stomped her foot on the tile floor.



   "Sharon don't be ridiculous, she didn't make me, it was by mutual
consent." Corbin peeled off her sweatshirt as she spoke.



   "Yeah but..."



   "No BUT about it Sharon." Corbin snapped.



   "Yeah but your stronger then her, you can beat her, I know you can!"
Sharon said with determination.  Corbin could understand where Sharon was
coming from, Sharon practically idolized Corbin to some degree.  "Sharon
look, if it makes you feel any better, if Jenna and I ever....well....do
anything like that again, I can assure you I won't loose." But Corbin
wasn't so sure and did a poor job of conveying her resound.



   "Oh what this?!  Your on a first name basis with this bitch
now?...Jenna, is that her name?  It used to be `That girl' at the gym, now
it's `Jenna'!" Sharon was surprised that she let that little bit of
jealousy slip, but she didn't stop there, "...and I bet she has the hots
for you too!  That's just fucking great, and now your wrestling and shit
with her!" Sharon fumed.



   Corbin couldn't believe what she was hearing, her elbows came to rest on
the edge of her knees as she looked up, dressed only in her bra and panties
as she conveyed a look of dismay, shock and disappointment.



   "Sharon...what are you saying?" her mouth hung open, not even knowing
how to deal with this side of her girlfriend.



   Quickly Sharon's hands came up as if to wave the entire incident away,
"Sorry...sorry, I'm just...upset that's all.  I know you would never do
anything...sorry."



   Sharon decided she wouldn't harass her friend any further and turned to
walk out, "Just hurry up, and I'll give you a back rub if you want." She
smiled.



   "Sounds nice, thanks." Corbin sighed as she stripped off her underwear.







   Corbin was sitting on her bed the following afternoon when she heard
Sharon practically come busting thru the front door shouting, "I'VE GOT
AWESOME NEWS!!!!", she was panting some, and she had obviously run up the
stairs.  Corbin looked up and her eyes growing wide as Sharon advanced at a
rapid pace, showing no signs of slowing until she finally leapt into the
air, tackling Corbin on the bed.



   "OOFFFF!" Corbin groaned as Sharon landed on top of her, playfully
wrestling her down and sitting on top of her stomach.



   "OH YES!!!...YES!  YES!  YES!" Sharon pumped her right fist into the
air.



   Corbin propped herself up onto her elbows, "Are you going to let me in
on your...muummppffff!!" But her words were cut short as Sharon had leaned
down to passionately kiss her blonde friend.  The two open-mouthed kissed
for several seconds, until Sharon suddenly pulled away;



   "You know my parents have just bought that Beach House right?" Sharon
spouted, licking the sloppy kiss from her lips.



   "Yeah...yeah"



   "We'll, next mouth it's ours for a whole week, they will be away and we
can have it the whole week!  Maybe we could even invite some friends.  Now
that I think about it, this could be one hell of a party week!  HOT DAMN!"



   "You mean invite YOUR friends." Corbin grumbled.



   "No, you can invite some of yours too if you like, I think I can deal
with them.  Besides, it's three stories and has eight bedrooms, I doubt we
will be on top of one another...." Sharon let a sinister smirk form on her
lips, "Except for you!  I plan on being on top of you every chance I get."
Sharon leaned forward.



   "I don't think so." Corbin smiled, and her right arm came around while
pushing off with her left, she quickly sat up and spun Sharon around,
causing her to gasp and let out a high pitched squeal.  Now there positions
were reversed so Corbin lay atop Sharon's body, Sharon quickly latched her
long legs around Corbin's waist and pulled her in tight.



   "This position is fine with me too." Sharon purred, her eyes grew wide
with a new idea, "Uh-Oh!  What?" Corbin looked down suspiciously.



   "Stay home from the gym tonight, please, you've been going almost every
night now and I want to spend some more time with you." Sticking out her
full bottom lip, Sharon put on her best pouting expression, as she played
with Corbin's hair.



   "Ohhh...Okay." Corbin smiled.



   "REALLY!?" Sharon increased her grip with her long legs and pulled her
strong friend into her own intense embrace.



   "Yeah, really." Corbin smiled.



   After dinner, Sharon was lying back on the sofa stretched out, Corbin
laid in between her legs her body almost on top with Sharon's long legs
wrapped around her waist.  The back of Corbin's head resting in-between
Sharon's bosom, neither were really tuned into what was on the TV.  They
had taken up their standard position late in the evening, cuddling and
holding one another.  Oddly enough, over the past couple of weeks, Sharon
had taken the more dominate role in their relationship as Corbin spent most
of the time wrapped in Sharon's protective arms, her head resting against
her chest or shoulder as Sharon would lazily stroke her hair, arms or
chest. But for Sharon, it was pure torture to be this intimate with someone
and not go all the way, especially when she wanted to so badly.  Corbin
still seemed very shy and awkward about them being totally nude together
and allowing Sharon to touch her in the most intimate places, leading
Sharon to make some very startling assumptions.



   As they got ready for bed that evening, alternating bedrooms, this night
they slept in Corbin's room, Corbin already under the covers, her back to
the wall waiting for Sharon who seemed unusually quiet this evening. 
Corbin watched, suspiciously, as Sharon crawled over the bed and took her
hand, gently stroking it; "Uh-oh" Corbin sighed, "What's wrong?"



   "Can I ask you a question?  And promise me you want get upset or..."



   "Just ask Sharon." Corbin was getting nervous at Sharon's unusually,
overly cautious tone and approach, and then suddenly she looked up from
stroking the back of Corbin's fingers and hand.



   "Are you a virgin?" The deathly silence that followed could have enacted
the proverbial `Hear a pin drop' cliché.



   Quickly Corbin withdrew her hand and pulled the sheet up over her head
to cover her face, she wanted to crawl into a hole and die.  Sharon's jaw
went slack and she reached over to pull the covers back, but Corbin's
fingers clinched the sheets with a death grip.



   "I'm sorry.  It's just, you've dated guys in High School, and you dated
Robert for so long in college, I just assumed that...that...?"



   "How embarrassing" Corbin's muffled voice came from under the sheets.



   "How is that embarrassing?!" Sharon protested, "I'm just surprised
that's all!"



   Corbin sighed, "Look, I know I've got hang ups and stuff Sharon.  It's
just the thought of some guy....ughhh....putting his......you know....in
me...it's....just...."



   "Corbin!" Sharon interrupted, "Will you get out from under the damn
covers, this is ridiculous." Sharon placed her hands onto her slender bare
thighs.



   Slowly the covers peeled back, revealing only the top of her head and
eyes, "Sorry".



   "So talk to me!" Sharon leaned forward trying to pull the covers back
some more.



   "I guess it became a control thing with me, where if I slept with some
guy, he was the one that had control and then all of these confusing things
about falling for you and liking women, and all of the sudden the idea of
`saving myself' for marriage didn't seem to apply anymore.  After my
breakup with Robert, it became harder to see myself spending the rest of my
life married to some man, so why should I give `it' up?" Corbin paused and
studied Sharon's expressions.



   "Uhm, no, actually that's not a bad reason at all." Sharon raised her
eyebrows, what Corbin said resounded deep in her own conscious, `Marriage,
kids, family....what about that.' And suddenly Sharon found herself lost in
a moment of her own self-reflection.  All those were things that she
expected to want and have one day.  But looking back up as Corbin slowly
peeled the sheet back, all of those feminine longings seemed to fade away
into the background as her look lingered long and hard on this new
wonderful presence in her life.  Crawling over, she sat astride Corbin's
waist and looked down, a faint smile on her lips, "Are you to say you've
never been interested in having sex with a guy, that you have never...EVER
gotten horny for some guys dick?"



   "SHARON!!" Corbin yelped, and pulled the sheets back over her head. 
"Don't be vulgar." Her muffled voice came out from under the sheets once
again.



   "How is that vulgar?" Sharon almost laughed, "Look, when I was dating
Paul, I actually enjoyed sex with a man."



   "Oh, this is exactly what I want to here." Corbin grumbled from under
the covers.



   "If you don't get those damn covers off..." Sharon hissed.



   "Okay...okay..." Corbin slowly peeled back the sheets, her face was now
a dark red.



   "Sooooo.." Sharon looked down with a serious, yet curious expression,
but Corbin wouldn't even look her in the eye.  "WELL!?" Sharon placed her
hands on her hips.



   "YES!  Is that what you want to hear?" Corbin snapped.  "I've gotten
horny for `IT' in the past, so what!" she felt her face blush further, if
that was possible, before she quickly rolled over with her back to Sharon.



   "AHA!  I thought so." And she climbed under the sheets, brushing aside
some blonde hair to kiss her on the neck.  "I promise not to pester you
about it anymore, I just was curious."



   "Uh-huh." Corbin groaned and pulled away.



   "Ohhh what?  Your pissed at me now?" Sharon propped herself up on her
right elbow.



   "Yes." Corbin mumbled.



   "I'm sorry.  Are you going to make me beg you for your forgiveness?"
Sharon leaned over tugging at her shoulder, the fingers of her left hand
snaking their way under the covers, probing and searching over Corbin's
nightshirt, feeling their way along her strong left arm.  Corbin quickly
shifted her arm to cover up her left breast, trying to block Sharon's
crafty handiwork, she knew what the girl was going for.



   "Pretty pleeeeeaaaaassseeee..." Sharon leaned in as her warm breath and
lips caressed the outside of Corbin's ear, and when her tongue shot out and
dipped it's wetness inside her friends ear, she felt a shudder reverberate
thru Corbin's body,



   "You better stop...ugghhhhhh..." Corbin moaned as Sharon left hand
quickly found its intended target, her fingers gently massaging the already
stiff nipple.



   "Am I forgiven?" Sharon moaned.



   "Nooo..." Corbin groaned, but with a quick twist on her imprisoned hard
pink flesh Corbin gave a quick grunt "Yes!...ohh fuck yes!"



   "That's better." Sharon moved her hand away from her stiff nub, and
slowly caressed her soft check.



   "You fucking witch." Corbin sighed her eyes opening up to see Sharon's
face close by.



   "That I am, and your under my spell." Sharon smiled and was about to
reach over and turn out the light when her eyes caught site the jewelry box
sitting on top of the dresser, as horny as she was, her curiosity suddenly
peeked; Corbin tugged at Sharon's arm as her ferociously hard nipples ached
for Sharon's caressing touch and lips, "Come'on hurry up." She pleaded.



   "Corbin?"



   "Hmmm" She sighed in a low husky voice.



   "What's in that box that you keep all locked up?" Sharon slowly turned
around to look her in the eye.



   Corbin closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh, frustrated, she slowly
sat up, appearing lost in thought for a minute.  Although she was pretty
horny from all their talk about sex and Sharon's soft touching, she also
knew that once Sharon got her mind set on something there would be no
letting up; "Promise you won't make fun of me if I show you?" her eyes
lowered and locked on her friends with an increased degree of intensity.



   "What?" Sharon looked stunned, "What is it?" She asked again, "Why would
I make fun of you?  I wouldn't do that."



   "Okay...okay..." Corbin slowly got up and pulled open the bottom
dresser, and fished around for something.  A minute later she withdrew a
key and inserted it into the slot, a quick turn and the latch gave. 
Opening the lid was taking too long for Sharon, as she almost wanted to
jump up and see, right there...right then!

   But she restrained herself as Corbin slowly withdrew what appeared to be
a postcard....'No' Sharon thought again, it was a photograph.



   She stretched her neck and leaned forward, but the angle made it
impossible to tell what it was and of whom.



   "It's a silly thing..." Corbin whispered, "..I know that now, but it was
something I held onto because..." She seemed to get even more serious and
quiet, "...back then I didn't know if our friendship would survive, so.."
Corbin swallowed hard as her eyes remained transfixed on the picture. 
"...so...I decided to hold onto this as a reminder of better times." Corbin
suddenly stopped speaking and looked away, her arm quickly shot out handing
it over to Sharon whose right hand slowly reached out and carefully took a
hold of edge.  Pulling the picture around she tilted it towards the light
of the bedside lamp; it was a picture of her and Corbin right after a High
School State Track meet; Corbin stood in her track shorts and tank top with
Sharon by her side in her Cheer uniform her fist upraised, two fingers
forming a victory `V', their arms tightly clinging around one another's
necks.  The picture looked spontaneous, they looked tired and sweaty from a
long hot day outside as the two girls flashed big smiles, looking truly
happy.  The memories suddenly came rushing back as Sharon began to remember
that day vividly now, it was almost the last day of School and they were
both still set on going to different Colleges; Sharon gasped and choked
back a sob as her hand came up to cover her mouth.  She suddenly remembered
how she decided to go to the same College that Corbin had picked almost a
week later.  Sharon felt the tears stream down her face as she now
understood, had they gone away to separate schools so far away, they may
have parted ways.....forever.



   "Ohh baby..." Sharon cried, "Why would I ever make fun of something like
this." As her delicate finger ran over the outside of the picture, Corbin
simply shrugged and sat down on the edge of the bed next to her, drawing
her knees up as her head lowered a few inches, tears quietly spilling down
onto her bare legs.  Sharon reached an arm around her neck and pulled her
close, Corbin's head came to rest on Sharon's shoulder as two girls looked
at the picture for a few quiet moments.



   "Here.." Sharon sniffed and handed the picture back to Corbin, "...put
it back, for safe keeping."



   The two snuggled into bed and turned to face one another, each wiping
the tears away from the others face with their hands.



   Sometime later in the night, Sharon had felt Corbin stir a few times and
was pretty sure the girl was awake.  But Sharon remained resting on her
right side, facing the wall.  Sharon felt a faint shiver reverberate thru
her body as a hand came up and gently stroked the length of her left arm.
Sharon smiled, it was Corbin's way of saying she wanted to make out, Corbin
rarely `asked for it', she would either stroke Sharon's arm or play with
her hair.  Sharon was much more aggressive when she was horny, climbing on
top of her strong friend to kiss her face and neck.



   Rolling over, Sharon smiled, "Are you horny?"



   Corbin blushed and her eyes looked away, she gave a sheepish grin.



   "I want to hear you say it." Sharon's look turned sultry.



   Corbin fingers on her left hand began to play with Sharon's hair,
"I'm....horny." It was barely audible, her face flushed even more as her
breathing intensified.



   "Say....I'm horny for you Sharon."



   Corbin turned her head towards the pillow, her face partially touching
Sharon's shoulder as she buried her head in embarrassment.



   "Don't make me beg for it Sharon." Corbin sighed, kissing Sharon's
shoulder.

   Sharon leaned into Corbin's left ear, sending faint shivers up Corbin's
back and neck.



   "It turns me on to hear you say it."



   Corbin turned her head, so now both had their lips to one another's ear,
"I'm horny for you Sharon...I'm so wet for you."



   Sharon didn't expect that last part at all, normally they had to be in
throws of heavy making out before Corbin would cut loose with talk like
that.  But it was frustrating affair for Sharon as Corbin always stopped
them short of going `all the way'.

   `Funny...' Sharon thought, she felt like the man in the relationship,
pushing to have sex with the girlfriend.



   "Ohh baby." Sharon moaned and slid close, rubbing her body up against
Corbin's as the two girls embraced one another.



   With everything going so well with Sharon, and Corbin actually looking
forward to some vacation time away, she entered the gym with a new found
drive and determination.  Her spirit and confidence and even stronger then
ever before, maybe if not physically...definitely spiritually.  Corbin
wondered if Jenna would show up, unfortunately it seemed that for the past
few days, there was always some scheduling conflict and the two girls would
miss one another.  `No biggie' thought Corbin, `probably better off this
way', it was good not to have Jenna's presence lingering around the gym
while she was working out, it was becoming too much of a distraction for
her.



   But as luck would have it, a familiar voice and tone rang out from
across the room, "Been slacking off?" Jenna shot Corbin a smug look as she
entered the room.  Corbin glanced up with surprise, and gave a faint smile
but continued on with her workout.



   "I thought you might have disappeared for good after our..." and she
made a back and forth motion with her right arm, along with an accompanying
smile.



   "Nope, just spent sometime with my girlfriend the other night." Jenna
didn't pick up on the `girlfriend' implications, assuming the term was in
reference to a close friend, not suspecting that Corbin had a girlfriend in
the `other' sense of the word.



   "By the way,..." Corbin looked up from her reclined position on the
workout bench, "...In a few days I'm going to be out of town.  Going to the
beach."



   "Sounds like fun." Was Jenna's only reply, brushing off the information
as if it affected her none at all.



   And so it was over the next few days Corbin began to pick up a
slight-of-shoulder attitude from Jenna, it was as if her ego was beginning
to swell as she felt truly confident that she was the stronger of the two
since their arm-wrestling test.  But Corbin decided to just `let it ride'
and do what she could to not let it bother her in the slightest, but it was
becoming increasingly difficult.



   It was just a couple of days before Corbin's Vacation and Jenna was
coming off of a pretty good workout that evening, when out of no-where, her
more competitive bitchy side chimed in.  She looked over at Corbin, who was
doing some stretching exercises; a faint smile formed over Jenna's lips as
she that what a nice `going away' present it would be to hand the blonde
another nice little defeat in another test of strength.



   She sat for the longest time until Corbin was done and then she quickly
spoke up, "So..." she said from across the room, loud enough that Corbin
quickly peered up thru her labored breathing.



   "...you want another try?" Jenna was sitting with her left side to where
Corbin sat across the room, to see her she had to tilt her head to the left
slightly, only enough to catch her within her peripheral vision.



   Corbin sat motionless, analyzing her right arm and wondered if she was
`up' for another match with this girl, `Obviously Jenna's ready or she
wouldn't ask.' On one hand Corbin wanted to jump at the opportunity to go
at it and beat this woman, but she had her doubts at the same time, Jenna
was so fucking strong that any weakness or doubt on her part and the girl
would steamroll right over top of her.  `It's a no win situation.' Corbin
thought, she knew that if she declined it would be a mark against her in a
big way, in one sense another victory for Jenna without even lifting a
finger.



   Jenna smiled, `Or is that a smirk?' Corbin still couldn't tell if this
girl was being a smart ass or sincere.  In any case, Corbin's first desire
was to jump at the opportunity to redeem herself, not only in her own eyes,
but to prove to Jenna she was just as strong as her, if not stronger.



   "Arm wrestle?" Corbin said in an almost monotone voice, trying to
restrain her emotions.



   "Maybe something different?" Jenna stood up and slowly took a few steps
forward.  Corbin reluctantly stood up and walked towards the middle of the
room where Jenna stood.



   "Take off your shoes." Jenna said.



   "Why?" Corbin placed her hands on her hips as she looked at her with an
eye of suspicion.



   "It will help cut down on your height advantage." Jenna replied.  So,
slowly Corbin unlaced her shoes and took off her socks, her bare feet
shifted and flexed on the surface of the cool mats.



   "What do you have in mind now?" Corbin's heart was pounding like a jack
hammer, she knew that whatever it was, she was ready for another brutal
test of muscle with this girl, and she just prayed she had what it
took...'No!  You DO have what it takes!' Corbin told herself over and over.



   Jenna didn't say a word, she just held her hands out, fingers spread. 
Corbin sighed, trying to relieve some tension and reached out with her
hands.  The two women moved slowly together closing the distance.  There
was an increasingly sensual air between them this time, the sensual
intensity increased even further as the two women closed to a point where
their full, powerful breasts were only inches apart.  Slowly, with their
eyes still locked, each woman demonstrating supreme confidence in her own
power, but the initial contact of warm, sweaty skin almost made Corbin
gasp; but she swallowed it and looked at Jenna, whose smile was gone and
her eyes were deep.  For several seconds they stared into each other's
eyes, enjoying the feel of the slight contact until Jenna looked more
closely at their hands, they both had broad palms with long, strong
fingers. Their eyes met again but neither of them moved to break contact
from the other's gaze and then with a graceful slowness, each woman
interlaced her fingers with those of her rival.  Corbin, feeling more
aggressive and with little to loose, took the initiative by giving Jenna's
interlocked hands a little nudge, trying to bend her wrists back, she of
course resisted.



   Neither looked away from the other's eyes.  They stood, feet firmly
planted, nothing else moving.  As in their arm-wrestling match, they
started slowly, gradually ratcheting up the strength each was applying
through shoulders, arms, wrists and hands.  Anyone watching would have
thought them at ease until a closer examination showed the clenched teeth,
labored breathing and taut muscles that revealed their duel.  Their eyes
remained locked the entire time, gazes searching for any sign of weakness,
Jenna's dark brown eyes stared determinedly and unblinkingly into Corbin's
as all of their strength began to build up against the other, as the two
began a long contest to put each other girl on her knees.  The battle
continued, now with both at full strength.  Corbin wasn't about to
underestimate either Jenna's power or stamina, so she quickly tried to go
for the kill.  Excruciating millimeter-by-millimeter Corbin forced the
girl's wrists back as Jenna actually let out an audible grunt and cursed
aloud, "Fucking bitch".  The cursed was to herself and at Corbin for
loosing ground, but Corbin paid little attention to the insult, she
probably would have reacted the same way, `you can't expect to keep your
manners and composure with so much on the line' she thought.  Still,
Jenna's eyes never wavered as their hands hadn't moved from shoulder level.
This was to be no battle of leverage, but of pure muscle power.



   In the middle of the quiet weight room, under a glare of overhead
fluorescent lighting, their muscular bodies flexed and began to sweat like
two dancers, but this was two a different sort of rhythm.  Their arms
trembled slightly from the effort they were now putting forth.  Jenna's
arms rippled with muscle, veins clearly showing under the surface and still
they struggled on, Corbin still with a slight advantage, but unable to
force the girl's hands back any further.  Suddenly, the Chinese girl closed
her eyes, but not, Corbin realized, from exhaustion, but instead her
breathing had started to slow and Corbin strained and grunted as she
amazingly felt the resistance increase from her opponent.  Jenna knew it
was time to tap into her reserves, she still felt confident she would reign
the blonde in and take her down, `God how sweet this will be.' Jenna
thought, just the image of Corbin on her knees, looking up at her, begging
for mercy in those hazel eyes made her `wet'.  Amazingly, Corbin was
shocked to feel her wrists bend back, until they were once again even.



   "That's better." Jenna moaned, forcing a smile onto her trembling lips.



   "And that's as far as your going." Corbin's mind was quick with a
comeback, to her own surprise and pleasure.  Unbelievably, even as she
fought with all her might, the black haired beauty was amazed she was
unable to push Corbin's wrists past their upright position.  Perhaps her
mind had distorted her victory in the arm-wrestling contest those many days
ago, it had been a hell of a match, the hardest she had ever had and
now...Jenna realized she was in the fight of her life once again with this
girl and it would come down to that last exhausting tick of the clock,
until one girl would gasp...and then cry out her surrender, buckling under
the might o the other.



   As with their arm wrestling contest, a shaking began to overcome their
bodies, each girl could feel the labored breath of her opponent as their
trembling arms began to slowly stretch out to their sides, putting their
breasts in dangerous proximity to one anther.  Dead even, grunting and
sweating with effort, neither woman willing to yield her body to the other
as muscles stood out everywhere on these women as they were now locked in a
desperate battle with each other using nothing but their own brute force.
Corbin, groaning from the extreme effort, was amazed she was able to
maintain her effort, yet straining as she was, she still managed to notice
the other girl's chest swell to magnificent proportions, nipples straining
to poke through the damp, clinging T-shirt.  Jenna also glanced down,
noticing Corbin's own comparably large nipples stabbing out from behind her
bra.  Erotically, she watched as both sets were within an inch of each
other and while neither girl spoke it, they both secretly acknowledged
admiration for the other's ample, firm breasts.  They also knew the
inevitable was bound to happen, `Maybe this is the real reason she wanted
this' Corbin thought as their arms shook and their labored breaths and
periodic grunts came faster and faster, their bodies seemed to move closer.
And then it happened; the touch was electrifying for both women as they
stood facing each other, the engorged nipples of their firm breasts
slightly brushed and pressed into one another.  Sweat began streaming down
their faces and their bodies became erotically connected via their nipples
as a sensual shudder passed between their breasts and bodies.  Almost
immediately, it felt like both women's nipples hardened even more as they
moved in closer, as though there was a test of strength between the tips of
breasts going on at that very moment.  Perhaps there was as their shoulders
burned with every ounce of energy they could muster, their bodies leaned in
further until their nipples now pressed head-to-head against one another
and slowly disappeared into the confines of their full, heavy breasts. 
Corbin gasped again, but this time at the incredible arousal of the
contact, and even Jenna couldn't remember any encounter ever being so
intense, neither woman's nipples gave a millimeter.



   `Got to focus...can't loose again...' Corbin fought thru the twisted
agony, slowly she began to wonder how in the world she would find the
strength and `heart' to beat this girl, as once again they both felt they
had reached an agonizing stalemate.  Each now knew that their strength was
almost equal as the test became another match of endurance and willpower,
their hands felt almost as one; each girl feeling the burn spread thru
their arms, a shaking and quiver of her own arms and her rival's, as the
never-ending duel between them continued.  But Corbin knew she could only
last a few more minutes and wondered if it would be enough as she listened
to the heavy pants and groans coming from Jenna, which matched her own. 
Somewhere between her burning muscles and the stabbing pain on the tips of
her hard nipples, Jenna's arrogance had quickly vanished, as she once again
felt the splatter of sweat on her shoulders, a trembling to her very core,
that reminded her once again of what a hard fought, desperate struggle
their first contest was.  But Corbin noticed that over the past several
minutes, her wrists had never wavered past their upright position, and
every second that she kept Jenna from gaining any advantage only helped to
galvanize her own determination and Corbin doubled her efforts, or
emotionally tried to do so.



   Tears trickled from out of their eyelids and began to trek down their
faces as every other gasp was almost that of a sob, neither was even paying
attention to what kind of condition her opponent was in, Corbin didn't care
if she even began to blubber like some baby, as long as she held out.

   `Oh fucking god the pain' her mind screamed as her only goal now was to
try and ignore the agony in her body or she felt for sure she would pass
out, as every breath of air was a struggle for consciousness, and with
every exhale she would moan out her agony.



   Suddenly, she felt Jenna let out a sound that was somewhere between a
cry of pain and a sob as her nipples dropped a fraction of an inch below
Corbin's, stabbing painfully into her areolas.



   "Fuck!" She didn't even realize the word had slipped from her lips, her
eyes fluttered open and she was now gasping in air, but it was the
immediate ease in pressure on the tips of her nipples that caused her mind
to scream `No!', and then it was the involuntary bending of her right knee
to compensate for her right wrist slowly loosing ground and then her left
knee gave soon after.

   Jenna's eyes quickly opened all the way, more so in total shock as she
began to sink to her knees, her eyes slammed shut as she managed to stop
the progress of the blonde, using all of her leg muscles to stand back up.
But Corbin refused to let up, her eyes opened up to two thin slits as she
had to see it to believe it, `Can't stop now!' her mind panicked, as her
heart felt like it would explode, never has she wanted to taste victory so
bad, it was almost like those days of competing in gymnastics or track when
she was within seconds of victory, struggling to pull out a miracle.  But
in this case, she new nothing short of putting Jenna on her knees would
settle this test, anything less would be unacceptable.



   As Jenna slowly began to rise to her full height, she found that her
wrists would bend painfully back, forcing her to relent and go back down.
Corbin kept pouring it on and Jenna's face contorted with an unfamiliar
feeling of agony and loss.  She gasped, moaned and began to sob as her
ankles painfully bent until the surface of the matt, wet from their
sweating bodies, pressed against her knees.  Her eyes blinked repeatedly
trying to flush the tears out as she choked back another sob, she wasn't at
all used to this and couldn't believe that it was actually happening.  Her
swollen breasts and nipples quivered under her sweat soaked shirt as she
couldn't resist looking up just once.

   Corbin's arms looked amazing as they swelled and bulged with effort, but
even more noticeable was the blonde's own large, heavy breasts shaking from
the trembling in her shoulders and chest.  And for the first time she
gained an excellent view of those firm, long nipples poking from behind
Corbin's sweat soaked sports bra.  Her blonde tangled hair swayed as
droplets of sweat trickled down, a few splattered on her face until she
looked down to the ground in utter defeat, unable to look the blonde in the
eye another second.  A tear streaked from her eyes as she strained in her
efforts to try and regain her feet one final time.



   Corbin suddenly felt another tear slip off her cheek as her body and
arms burned in effort to keep her rival on her knees as Jenna was one
fucking tough girl, still fighting and still demonstrating considerable
strength.  But she felt the kneeling girl's body begin to tremble with
greater intensity as she was now taking huge desperate gasps, trying to
turn back the tide that had gone against her.



   "Okay!...Okay!...dammit!" Jenna grunted in submission as her wrists gave
another millimeter and Corbin immediately released the pressure.  Jenna sat
back on her the heels of her feet and sucked in several long breaths of air
as her arms flopped down to her sides feeling like dead weight, totally
numb.  Her head lowered slowly as she closed her eyes, the room literally
seemed to spin, but that was the least of her concerns, she was swallowing
an emotionally bitter pill of humility at the hands of another woman.



   Corbin staggered back on unsure legs and feet, her own arms hanging
loose as she barely made it over to a nearby bench to sit down, stumbling a
step or two.  Her head hanging low as she took several deep breaths of air,
until her eyes came up and she found Jenna's locked onto her own from
across the room.  Each knew which woman had won their test of strength and
Jenna slowly got to her feet, she was at a loss for words, the defeat was
not only unexpected, and unfamiliar to her body and soul.



   "Maybe I should have stuck to arm wrestling." She sighed, trying to use
humor as an emotional outlet as she turned and humbly walked to a nearby
bench, allowing herself lay down, her arms dangling off to the sides.



   "We can next time, if you like." Corbin groaned, a faint smile forming
on her lips as she was now feeling the incredible feeling of victory seep
into her mind and body.

   Jenna tilted her head around to make eye contact as she lay back, "You
can bet on it." She said, her tone serious and determined, not finding the
same humor that Corbin had.  Slowly she rolled off the bench and sat up,
looking over Corbin was struggling to pick up her gym bag and pull it up
over her shoulder, but she knew better then to say anything, Jenna doubted
she could even stand up at the moment.



   "I guess I'll see you in about a week." Corbin paused in front of where
the black haired girl sat recuperating.



   "See ya." Jenna sighed.



   As Corbin turned to walk out, Jenna piped up, "Just be ready when you
get back."



   Walking away, Corbin looked over her shoulder and gave a half-hearted
smile in response.



   "Cause I sure as hell will be" Jenna murmured to herself as Corbin
walked out the Exit door.



   Corbin closed the door behind her and leaned back, her head resting
against the wood paneling, her eyes closed as she let a smile form on her
lips.  `I can't believe it, I did it.' And she reveled in the moment and
the feeling of victory.

   `Wait a second, of course you did it, why wouldn't you be able to do it,
damn it you have got to stop acting so surprised whenever you accomplish
anything.' Her face grew determined.



   Sharon poked her head out from her room as she watched Corbin walk
towards her own bedroom, "Did you see that girl tonight?"



   "Yeah." Corbin replied.



   Sharon suddenly appeared in the hallway, decked out in a long
nightshirt, her long toned legs still plenty visible as it stopped about
mid thigh.  Her firm breasts swaying under her shirt as she quickly walked
down the hall towards her friend's room.

   "AND!?  Did anything happen?" Sharon was close behind Corbin now as she
entered her room, "Come on, I'm dying here!" Sharon pleaded.



   Corbin set her bag down and Sharon leaned over trying to read her
friends expression, she caught the faintest hint of a blush and a smile. 
"You won?  You beat that bitch?!" Sharon body froze waiting for an answer.



   "Yeah." Corbin smiled, but before she could even turn around Sharon
jumped in the air and landed on her back, "I KNEW IT!  HELL YEAH!"



   "Sharon!" Corbin tried to cry out her protest but it was too late, she
hadn't the strength to support her brunette friend, as her body was tapped
out from the nights contest and she awkwardly fell forward onto the bed.



   "WHOOAAAAA!!!" Sharon yelped as she felt them go down, her eyes wide
with shock as she saw it coming.  Totally off balance, Corbin desperately
grabbed for the sheets, pillows...anything but it couldn't keep them from
spilling onto the floor with a loud *THUMP*.



   Corbin groaned as she tried to untangle her arms and legs, Sharon simply
rolled away with a chuckle "Hey, that was kind of fun, let's do it again!"
she got on all fours.



   "I don't think so." Corbin agonizingly got to her feet, and then flopped
backward onto her bed.



   "Come'on you wimp, get up!" Sharon protested as she got to her own two
feet.



   "Sharon, I don't think you realize how much tonight's little stunt takes
out of me." Corbin closed her eyes and sighed.



   "Did you arm wrestle her again?" Sharon laid down on the bed next to her
lover and stroked her matted blonde hair away from her face.



   "No, it was a little different." Corbin looked up and then Sharon
suddenly sprang off the bed, "Show me!" she said eagerly.



   "What?" Corbin tilted her head upward, "Now?  Not now, I'm too tired."
And her weary head flopped back down.



   "No, just `show' me, I don't mean REALLY show me." Sharon rubbed her
palms together with anticipation as she anxiously swayed her hips from the
left to right.



   Letting out a faint groan, Corbin sat up and walked over to where Sharon
stood waiting, she continued to sway back and forth with her hands on hips,
licking her lips, pumped up from Corbin's victory.



   "Okay, well...raise your palms up facing me, shoulder height and spread
your fingers." Corbin sighed out the instructions, like she was reading
from a manual.



   Sharon quickly did what she was told, her eyes growing wide with
anticipation.

   Corbin raised her hands and met her palm to palm, "Now claps your
fingers...."



   "Ohhh yeah, I know how this is done." Sharon smiles as the two girls
stood face to face, palms pressed as she locked her fingers tightly into
the back of Corbin's hands.



   "You know?  I don't think I like you doing this with another girl, it
seems awfully intimate to me.  I mean another few inches..." Sharon eyes
narrowed as her breasts slowly pressed into Corbin's, causing Corbin to
gasp, "...and you would be making contact."



   "It wasn't like that Sharon." Corbin protested, as her nipples instantly
swelled to life again.  She had lied, but knew better then to be `brutally'
honest about every little detail, `Something's are better left unsaid.' She
thought.



   "You sure?" Sharon began to slowly apply pressure to Corbin's weakened
arms and wrists, and amazingly Corbin watched them tilt back.



   "Yes I'm sure!" Corbin winced and struggled to force their hands back to
an upright position.



   "Are you REALLY SURE?" Sharon applied more effort forcing Corbin's
wrists back another inch.



   "Yes I'm really sure." The blonde's eyes narrowed with a degree of
irritation as her arms trembled.



   "So how tired are you?  I mean if I beat you now, that would mean I
would be the new champ, right?" Sharon teased Corbin's wrists with short
pumps of power, before letting their hands move back to their straight up
position.



   Corbin gave a knowing sneer and flipped her head around so several
strands of blonde hair flung back over her left shoulder, "If your going to
take me on, you better do it now, cause you won't get this chance again."



   Sharon flashed her beautiful white teeth as her pupils actually seemed
to turn a deeper blue, and her left hand pulled Corbin's right hand close
to her mouth.  Corbin tried to resist a little, but she was too exhausted,
until the she saw Sharon's intentions and her arm relaxed.  Slowly,
exquisitely, Sharon brought the back of Corbin's hand up to her mouth and
she kissed it before freeing her hands and slipping her arms around
Corbin's back.  Corbin smiled and slipped her arms around Sharon and the
two teasingly brought their lips together, touching...rubbing, caressing
one another, until their tongues came out and rolled over one another. 
They stood for several minutes, playfully biting each other's full lips,
Sharon's hands slipped down and cupped her girlfriends two firm, rock hard
ass cheeks.



   "I'm pretty tired Sharon..." Corbin sighed.



   "Well don't you worry about that, just take a shower and then come to
bed."







   With only a few days before the vacation left, Sharon set aside a whole
day and night for shopping, forcing Corbin to come along.



   "This is going to be so awesome, I have so much stuff to buy!" Sharon
gleefully runs thru her mental checklist of items she needs to get for the
beach.  Corbin rolls her eyes and tags along, keeping her mouth shut and
just follows her in and out of the stores and sits idly outside the
dressing rooms as Sharon tries on shirts, skirts, shoes...'and on, and on,
and on...' Corbin mulls over in her mind.



   "You know, WE are suppose to be shopping for beach attire together, when
the hell are you going to start picking some stuff out?" Sharon stops and
pulls her aside, noting the somewhat distant look on Corbin's face, almost
bored.  Corbin just shrugs, "I know, I know, I'll find something to wear."

   Setting her shopping bags down on the ground, Sharon pulls her by the
arm to a nearby bench, "What's wrong?"



   Corbin just shrugs again and looks around avoiding eye contact.  Trying
a more soft approach, Sharon takes her friends hand and gently caresses it,
"Corbin, sweetie.  What's wrong?"



   "You." She sighs.



   "What?" Sharon eyes widen.



   "Your so damn intimidating to be with, the way you can so easily put
together nice things...and...I...I just feel like I don't fit in with you
and your friends, I feel all..." Corbin shrugs and looks down at the
ground.



   "What?" Sharon leans in, her voice a faint whisper.



   "All stupid and frumpy, I know you guys make fun of me, I feel like I
can't even dress myself barely.  I'm better off in some old shorts and
tennis shoes.  I'm not very good at this `fashion' stuff." Corbin awkwardly
shuffles her feet on the ground.



   "Absolute nonsense!" Sharon grips her hand.



   "You have nothing to fear!" Sharon smiles with supreme confidence.



   "Hey, look at me." Sharon insists.  Corbin hesitates and looks up; she
can't resist smiling back, "What?" Corbin blushes.



   "I'll get you all sorted out, leave everything to me!" Sharon takes her
by the hand and marches her off down the mall.



   But upon seeing their destination, Corbin starts to pull back and resist
as Sharon tugs on her arm, "No....no....no...Sharon...no..I don't..." Like
some little girl Corbin begins to try and pull away as she sees the
approaching `Victoria's Secret' Store ahead.



   "OH YES!  Now stop being a baby, this is where we are going to get your
bathing suite, and maybe a few other things." Sharon smiles to herself.



   Their entrance into the store didn't go unnoticed.  The moment was
burning itself into Tasha's memory, seeing them at The Mall, looking very
content, even happy, it was a bit much to take in.  Tasha didn't have the
inside scoop on things anymore, getting ousted from Sharon's life, even
temporarily meant loosing allot of contact with other social friends also.
A consequence she wasn't prepared for, something that contributed to a
state-of-depression she had slowly, painfully fought her way out of.  In
any case, Tasha had no idea how the two girls were doing, `obviously, well
enough to be shopping together'.  A familiar pain ripped thru her when she
thought back awhile ago to a comment that Sharon had once made about
"Corbin hating to shop."

   "I guess things change....I guess we all change." Tasha mumbled to
herself, maybe it was the fondness of that memory that caused her to look
away just long enough to suppress some old painful feelings, and then
slowly her look returned, half praying they would be gone.



   The two disappeared into a clothing store, out of Tasha's view, for the
time being.



   Corbin walks between the racks of dresses, lingerie, and swim suites,
her hands clasped tightly in front of her.  "Can't we go to like, `The
Gap?' or something like that?" Corbin pleads.



   Sharon suddenly stops and turns, "Hell NO!"



   "There's nothing wrong with `The Gap'." Corbin mumbles to herself, "I
like it."



   "I'm sure you do like it..." Sharon smugly surmises, "It has that `I
just rolled out of bed look' that your so fond of." Her hands breeze thru
several selections of bikinis.



   "AHA!" Sharon exclaims with glee.



   "What?" Corbin spins around.



   "Found it!" Sharon withdraws this tiny hot, pink bikini top and bottom
from the rack.



   "No freaking way!" Corbin leans in and quietly hisses.



   "Not for you silly, for me!" Sharon smiles with satisfaction, Corbin
sighs in relief.



   "THIS ONE is for you!" Sharon withdraws another tiny bikini, but dark
blue, Corbin leans back and has this look of doubt, she turns to her right
and pulls out a one piece from another rack.  "I kinda' like this one."
Corbin looks over at Sharon, hoping for approval.



   "Yeah..." Sharon snorts her disapproval, "...I bet you do like that
frumpy thing...but NO, this is the one your wearing." Sharon grabs Corbin's
hand and drags her into the dressing room.



   It was a busy day at the mall, and it appeared that all the rooms were
occupied, and there was one girl who had been hogging one of the dressing
stalls for some time, but Sharon had, had enough.  As soon as the young
girl stepped out from the stall to check her pants and shirt, Sharon bolted
into the room an started handing the girl her clothes "Your done, here!",
the poor girl couldn't have been more then 18 or 19 years old, and began to
stammer and protest as Sharon began collecting her clothes and shoving them
in her direction, actually throwing some on the hallway.



   "Hey!  I was using that dressing room!" The young girl protested.



   "Not anymore!  Got a problem with that?" Sharon turned around and got in
her face.  The girl's face turned red and she stuttered, clutching her
clothing to her chest in fear as this taller brunette was looking down her
at her with piercing blue eyes.



   "Besides, you look like you belong down at the local Wal-Mart trying on
their shit!" Sharon hissed, the girl suddenly burst into tears and ran from
the dressing room.



   "Sharon!?...That wasn't very nice!" Corbin looked on in horror.



   "I get so sick and tired of those little brats coming in here and trying
on fifty fucking things and not buying a damn thing." Sharon turned and
handed the tiny blue bikini to Corbin and pushed her into the changing
stall, she stepped in and closed the door behind her.

   "Okay, get on with it." Sharon adjusted her sunglasses that where
propped on her head and then placed her hands on her hips, waiting.



   Corbin looked down at the bottoms of the bikini and held them up, `Oh
shit, so small.' Corbin fearfully observed and the top of the bikini was
small too, she questioned if they would contain her amble cleavage.

   She slowly pushed the outfit back towards Sharon, "Sharon, I really
don't think I like this..."



   Sharon snatched the bikini from Corbin's hands with such ferocity that
Corbin jumped, her eyes blinked with fear as she leaned back against the
wall, "Look!  I'm getting sick and tired of this shy crap from you!  Now
your going to put this on, do you understand me?!" Sharon shoved the outfit
back at Corbin, whose hands shook with a degree of nervousness as she took
the swim suite.  Her voice trembling, "Can I have some privacy?" Her head
looked down.



   Sharon smiled "Oh come on, I've see you in the nude." but Corbin's eyes
widened as if she was serious about having some privacy.  She sighed and
rolled her eyes, "Okay...okay!" And stepped outside of the door and waited
folding her arms in front of her as she looked around and waited.  Corbin
unsnapped her shorts and slid them down her thighs, pulling down on the
elastic bands of her white panties, she then stripped off her t-shirt and
bra.  Pulling the blue bikini bottoms up, she tied the string on the side
and then pulled the top up; just as she feared, the suite showed allot of
skin, she reached back behind her neck and laced a bow, finally adjusting
the bottoms and top.  Stepping in front of the mirror she froze, her eyes
wide, `God Damn' her mind exclaimed, she had to admit she looked fucking
hot.  Her toned body rippled and the dark blue seemed to compliment her
body perfectly, turning to the side she was a little concerned, the bottoms
barely canceled her butt cheeks, too much movement and the tended to ride
up into the crack of her well defined ass.



   Sharon strolled impatiently along the carpeted hallway, a row of doors
lining either side.

   Sitting down in a Chair, she sat back and casually crosses her legs,
waiting on Corbin to finish.

   "Hey, let me see what it looks like before you take it off." Sharon
calls out, to which she received no reply.

   Thinking about Corbin in a state of semi-undress just a few feet away
aroused her, catching her completely off guard.  She shifted to one side of
the chair as she nervously ran her left hand over her bare knee, while her
foot quickly tapped the carpet.  Thru her subconscious the images snaked
their way to the forefront of her thoughts as she looked at herself in the
mirror, her pretty face blankly stared back at her.  Her body tensed, as
she looked around with an air of caution and spotted the Sales Clerk, `hmmm
she seems distracted...'

   Quickly she stood up and walked down the hall, she made one more pass
while her heart pounded in her chest, sweat beading up over her forehead as
she nervously knocked on the door, "Did you fall asleep in there?" Sharon
asked.



   "Uhmmmm...no...I'm done, just need to change..." Corbin started to get
undressed.



   "No!  Open up, I want to see!" Sharon quickly demanded, her hand
jiggling the door knob.



   "Shhaarrroonnn" Corbin sighed in a long protest.



   "Don't Sharon me, I want to see, now!" The whisper came out more of a
hiss.



   Corbin unlocked the door and her friend slipped in, her eyes grew wide
as she slowly closed the door behind her.

   "Holly, fucking shit!" Sharon was stopped dead in her tracks, her eyes
wide as they roamed up and down Corbin's body, "Fuck your hot." She slowly
stepped up closer.



   "Shhhhh...Sharon, somebody will hear you!" Corbin hissed, her face
turned red and she took a step back as Sharon approached; Sharon could feel
her heart racing, and her body temperature rise as she got closer.

   A sultry look came over her face, "Where are you going?" her eyes
narrowed as she moved to block her blonde lover into the corner.  But
Sharon's sultry look told Corbin she was serious as her hands came up
gripped Corbin's shoulders pushing her back against the wall roughly.

   "What?" Corbin nervously smiled, although a little uneasy now.



   "Shut-up" Sharon says in a tough commanding voice.



   Sharon, was breathing heavily, her beautiful face already covered in
perspiration, her look even scared Corbin, with a `Wild, desperate' stair.
And then in a quick, gasping whisper,

   "Right here, now!"



   "Oh my god....Sharon...what are you..."



   A pounding knock on the door, caused them to reluctantly pull from one
another.  Lust connecting their stair as they tuned out the intruder.



   "Everything OK in there?" The saleswomen's voice asks.

   With their spell still intact, Sharon remained staring, eyes locked on
one another, neither girl blinked or moved a muscle.

   "Oh yeah, were just fine" Sharon finally spoke, never breaking eye
contact.



   Their breathing was uneasy, with mouths half-open, lips dry, and cheeks
flushed warm...  Sharon licked her lips as her hands came up and rubbed
Corbin's arms, she was amazed, only Corbin could overwhelm her with the
desire to make love, instantly, anywhere and anytime.  Sharon then brought
her hands in and lightly touched her friend's full, round breasts, her deft
fingers grazing her nipples over the bikini top; it was enough to make
Corbin's heavy breathing stop, then she breathed out a long sigh.  Sharon
leaned in and smiled, "I want to kiss you." She wasn't sure why she said
that, but as their time together wore on, they had started to verbalize
their desires more and more.  "Oh yes," Corbin whispered and she reached up
pulling Sharon into the corner with her, tightening her embrace around
Sharon's quivering, hot body.  She wanted to feel those breasts, those
mighty hard nipples, against her own...  Corbin almost moaned out loud when
Sharon began caressing her breasts, still over her top, but Corbin's teeth
quickly found her bottom lip and bit down and she suddenly found herself
spreading her legs apart.  She had never imagined that one day she would be
this horny, she wanted to make love to Sharon so bad right now, she felt
like every passing day was a confirmation that Sharon was really in love
with her and would never leave her.



   They closed and lightly Corbin brought her own hands up and now both
girls had a breast in each hand, softly they kneaded, cupped and felt each
other as finally their mouths moved in close to one another, their lips
parted as two spit coated tongues flicked out and came together.  Twirling
together while mixing their spit, nose to nose their eyes open and locked
in.  Eye brows twisted inward at the intensity of their kiss as their
tongues tangled outside their mouths for sometime.  They pressed harder
nose to nose then angled their heads to finally seal their lips together,
wide-open mouths pressing together harder and harder while tongues danced
and sometimes dueled fiercely within.

   Their faces moved in slow circular motions as their lips remained
zip-locked together, while their tongue muscles wrestled inside of their
open mouths.  They were two girls kissing each other for all they were
worth, their hands had stopped pinching and teasing each others breasts as
both of them become swept away in this impromptu moment.  Like two naked
lovers, their tongues rolled over and under one another for an undetermined
amount of time until their kiss began to weaken.  It was Sharon that
finally pulled her wet lips and chin away, both breathing heavy as they
closed their eyes and they leaned in, cheek to cheek.

   "Damn Corbin, I must be one hell of teacher, they way you kiss now I can
barely keep up with you!"

   Corbin almost burst out in laughter, but kept it to a slight giggle.

   "Sharon, I knew you'd figure a way to pat yourself on the back."



   Sharon pulled her face away, her right hand slide down and over Corbin's
bare tummy, feeling the curvature of her friends rippling abs, until three
fingers slid down and cupped her friend's sex.

   Corbin gasped and her chest swelled as her back arched against the
corner of the stall, her body undulated as her head rolled back into
corner.



   "You're so fucking wet." Sharon whispered, "I can feel your wetness
right thru your bikini bottom." Corbin moaned and bit her lips to keep
quiet as Sharon pressed her fingers in and massaged her pussy, her outer
labia swelling as her clit began to stiffen and push out against lining of
the fabric stretched tight against her crotch.



   "AHHH!" Sharon stood on her toes as she gasped when Corbin slid her left
hand up Sharon's dress and began to finger her own moist pussy thru her own
wet panties.



   "Looks like I'm not the only one dripping wet." Corbin moaned as Sharon
eagerly thrust her crotch into the open palm of Corbin's left hand.



   "Ohh fuck, let's do each other right here, I want you to fuck my pussy
right in this fucking stall." Sharon leaned in and bit the bottom of
Corbin's ear as the two girls slowly massaged each other's vulva's thru
their soaked linings, their juices had starting to leak past the confines
of their garments.  Sharon tried to slip her hand under Corbin's bikini
bottom but her wrist was quickly intercepted by a firm grip of Corbin's
right hand.

   "Not here." Corbin panted.



   "Ohh please baby, how much longer are you going to make me wait?"
Sharon's eyes pleaded as her fingers could feel a few pubic hairs of
Corbin's pussy.  Corbin leaned into Sharon's ear and softly grazed the
outside with her soft moist lips, "Not much longer, but just not in some
department store...please."



   Pulling away from her face, Corbin was surprised to see tears in
Sharon's eyes, "It's so hard and I love you so much..." Sharon pleaded.



   "I love you too, but I just want it to be the right time and place."
Corbin sighed.



   Sharon took a deep breath and slowly withdrew her hand, "Okay, I'll
wait, but not much longer." She leaned in and pressed her nose against
Corbin's with a determined look and then she smiled "Let's get going, we've
got more shopping to do."



   Corbin rolls her eyes in dread as Sharon slowly turned and walks out of
the stall, with a big smile on her face.  She casually plops down in the
waiting room chair, crossing her legs.  Pulling her sunglasses down over
her eyes, checking out her appearance in the mirror directly across, until
the lady sales clerk passes by.



   Just then the door opens and Corbin emerges, Coming back into the
dressing area, a sales clerk pipes up

   "Did you two find everything you were looking for?" she looks them over
smiling,



   "Oh yes," Sharon smiles up at her.  And then looking over at Corbin
"...and much more."



   "Looks like I'm buying this one." Corbin sheepishly held up the blue
bikini but clutched the suite closely, only letting her scan the tag,
"Don't you want it in a bag?"



   "Uhm, no, I'll carry it out, just give me the receipt, thanks." Corbin
knew her face was beat red as she walked out.



   "Toddles." Sharon waved to the sales clerk as Corbin jerked her along,
"What?" She laughed as Corbin dragged her out of the store.







   During the two-hour trip to the beach house, there was not much talk. 
Sharon was enjoying the wind in her hair, the sun was shining and the
temperature had risen to the upper eighties.  Balmy weather had always made
her feel sexy...  and they would have the house all to themselves.  She
would peek a glance over at Corbin who was nodding off in the passenger
seat.  Sharon's right hand came over and gently stroked Corbin's bare left
thigh, but only gently enough so as not to wake her.



   Corbin felt a faint nudge on her firm shoulder, "Where almost there!"
Sharon sat up excited, as Corbin blinked awake, a few clouds had rolled in
but she could tell they were close.  The throngs of beach goers and the
dunes could be seen in the far distance.  She perked up even more as the
house started to come into view, it was at the end of a cul-de-sac, a short
boardwalk made it's way up to the dunes, and beyond that, the Atlantic
Ocean.



   By late Friday afternoon most everyone had arrived.  Sharon had invited
Rachel, her High School cheerleading friend; Kelly a friend from College
and Tina who would arrive Sunday Evening.  Tina's arrival was causing quiet
a stir amongst Sharon and Rachel, apparently everyone worshiped the ground
she walked on back in High School.  Although Corbin was somewhat
indifferent to the whole affair, she only new Tina as the `Great'
Cheerleading Team Captain, who had a reputation of walking-on-water. 
Frustrated that Sharon had given her little time to collect more friends,
Vera from her High School gymnastics squad was the only girl that could
make it on such short notice.  Corbin had contemplated a call to Nikki, a
close friend from College, but she knew Sharon would have strongly
objected. Nikki was the only person that Sharon ever felt threatened by,
the only girl Corbin really cared about and had strong feelings for, and
Sharon knew Nikki had wanted Corbin badly all thru College.  `But alas'
Corbin sighed, `it wasn't meant to be.' She still would find herself
slipping into a strange funk as she thought back to her friendship with
Nikki and how it had abruptly ended; so many things left unsaid and undone,
things became so frustrating that they eventually reached a point where
there was nothing left to say anymore, and Nikki's feelings had been
terribly hurt in the end.  Sharon was allot crafter then most women when it
came to monopolizing time and she always found a way to steal Corbin's time
whenever Nikki wanted to make plans.  In the end, Nikki had blamed Corbin
for it all, saying that `She was letting Sharon control her and manipulate
her.  And that if their friendship meant anything to her she would stand up
to Sharon.'

   To snap herself out of it, Corbin made a promise to look her up when she
got home, to `mend fences' and put this to rest, but she knew she could
never let Sharon know or find out.



   After a large spaghetti dinner, they had broken out the `drinks' to
enjoy the first night in the house.  Corbin, not a huge drinker, was
sitting back watching the spectacle unravel before her as the ample amount
of alcohol in the house was now starting to flow.  As they all got drunk
late into the night, Vera was picking up a vibe between Corbin and Sharon
she hadn't notice before.  Sipping on her margarita, she had lost count of
the number times that Sharon would casually drape her arm around Corbin's
shoulder or playfully lean into her as the night wore on.



   "Hmmmm, this could be interesting....and fun." Vera smiled to herself.



   When Corbin got up to fetch another bottle of wine from the rack Vera
intercepted her and pulled her aside,

   "Hey, have rooms been chosen yet?" Vera tugged on Corbin's right arm.



   "Uhm, I don't think so..." Corbin answered.



   "Great!" Turning to everyone gathered around the table, Vera pulled
Corbin in close, "Hey everyone, Corbin and I are going to take the room on
the second floor across from the bathroom!  Just so ya'll know." She said
with a big smile and wrapped her arm around Corbin's strong shoulders.



   Vera's eyes gleamed as the look on Sharon's face was priceless.  Corbin
quickly shot Sharon a look of distraught confusion, but she could tell
Sharon was pissed, her face was already loosing its composure.



   "But there's eight bedrooms, I don't think anyone will need to double
up." Sharon protested.



   "Ohhhh, but Corbin and I have so much catching up to do!" Vera smiled.



   Rachel looked over, "Hey that's a great, can I room with you?" she asked
looking at Sharon, "Uhh...Yeah, that will be fine." As she shot Vera an
irritated look.



   Kelly was actually pleased she had a room to herself.



   "That freaking' bitch, I know she's up to something!" Sharon hissed as
she pulled Corbin out onto the deck before they headed off to bed.  Corbin
glanced around before wrapping her arm around Sharon's shoulder, "God your
tense Sharon."



   "Yeah well, I don't trust her."



   Corbin leaned in and lightly kissed her on the cheek, "Relax, everything
will be okay."



   "Well see about that, if she lays one hand on you..."



   "Nothings going to happen!" Corbin leaned into her ear, but Sharon's
hand came up and tugged on Corbin's chin with attention grabbing
firmness...



   "And if you let her touch you, I'll kick your ass too!" Sharon hissed.



   "Promises...promises." Corbin sighed and rolled her eyes.



   But Sharon didn't smile, she was still pissed, regardless of Corbin's
soothing touches and gentle kisses on her neck and ears.  Corbin felt a
another hard grip on her left bicep, "I'm serious..." Sharon continued her
intense stare into Corbin's eyes, "She better not try any funny stuff!"



   Corbin knew Sharon's reputation for being a raging bitch, but this was
the first time Corbin had found herself on the receiving end of her jealous
attention.  Something that she could be notorious for when she dated guys;
Corbin even recalled how a girl in College had pursued Paul for weeks,
although Paul flat out rejected the girl, Sharon had tracked the girl down
to confront her, but when the girl got bitchy right back, Sharon decked
her! Giving her a black eye in the process.





   Corbin walked into the room, decked out in a t-shirt and boxers.

   "Ohhh, that's sexy!" Vera looked her up and down.  Corbin just smiled
"You like?" and pulled back the sheets and crawled into bed.



   "Wow, it's almost 2:00am!" Vera said, Corbin rolled over to look at the
clock on Vera's side of the bed and was floored to see her friend climbing
into bed completely nude!

   Corbin's eyes bulged as her body stiffened, quickly she curled as far
over to her side of the bed as possible, "Uhm, Vera...what are you doing?"
Corbin asked.



   "What do you mean?"



   "You don't have any clothes on!" Corbin remained curled up on her side
of the bed, clutching the pillow tightly against her head as Sharon's words
were quickly coming to haunt her now, `One touch and I'll kick both of your
asses...'.

   Vera had propped herself up, her naked upper half exposed, as her full
round breasts hung off to the left as she sat propped up on her left elbow.



   "Yeah, I always sleep in the nude, is that a problem." She smiled.



   "Uh..uh..no...not a problem, just caught me off guard.  That's all."
Corbin turned her head, almost in a cautious manner, but quickly turned
back around upon catching a glimpse of tan naked flesh.  Vera smiled at
Corbin's tense, shyness.



   "Well good." Vera pulled the blanket up over her, "So it doesn't bother
you...at all?" Vera laid there, a big grin on her face, looking at the back
of Corbin's blonde head.



   "No."



   "What if I was to move a little closer, like this?" and suddenly she
shifted her body a foot over and Corbin could feel the heat off her naked
body almost right against her back.



   Corbin stiffened and sat up quickly, "Oh yeah, now that's a problem!"



   Vera chuckled,

   "Can I touch you?!" Her hand came out from under the covers and stroked
Corbin's right arm causing her to jump out of bed.



   "Okay, none of that now!" Corbin waved the palms of her hands at Vera in
an irritated manner.



   "What's the matter?  It's okay to touch you when I have my clothes on,
but suddenly you think I'm being all kinky if I'm going to bed nude?" She
asked.



   "Uhmmm...yeah, that about sums it up." Corbin said.



   "Okay, alright I'll keep my hands to myself."



   "You better..." Corbin cautiously crawled back into bed "...and scoot
over more."



   Sometime during the night Corbin drifted in and out of sleep, the soft
warm embrace of Sharon was so welcome.  Her left hand came up and caressed
her arm that lay wrapped around her midsection, her warm breath on the back
of her neck.  But her mind sensed something different...

   "What in the world?!" Corbin said and kicked off the covers, untangling
Vera's arms and legs from around her body.  Poor Vera struggled for
consciousness as Corbin was standing, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.



   "I told you no funny stuff!" Corbin huffed brushing the blonde hair from
around her eyes and face as she fumbled for a nearby lamp and click on the
light, temporarily blinding the two of them.



   "The light!...turn off the light!....What did I do?" Vera looked around
in confusion, her groggy voice barely audible.



   "You...you...you were touching me and...and stuff!" Corbin pointed at
the bed.



   "Oh shit Corbin, you scarred the crap out of me." Her naked body flopped
back down on the bed, her full soft breasts rolling off to the sides as she
closed her exhausted eyes.



   "Look, I can't help it, I'm a naturally affectionate person, I'm sorry
if I get all touchy-feely in the middle of the night, I'll try and restrain
myself in the future."



   Corbin just shook her head and reluctantly crawled back into bed.



   The morning of the first day and Sharon looks over at her friend Rachel,
who is still sound asleep.  The clock on the dresser, 10:00am, `Damn so
late', the late night of partying and drinking had taken it's toll, she
quietly got up and peaked out into the hall, she stood staring at the door
to Corbin and Vera's room, not a sound.  She was depressed, she so wanted
the two of them to share a room, the thought of Corbin sleeping in the bed
with another woman, even something as innocent as this made her cringe. 
Looking over her shoulder to the balcony doors, her mood was rejuvenated at
the sight of a sky that was a cloudless deep blue, as she opened the door
and stepped out onto the deck, a warm breeze blowing from inland stroked
her smiling face.  The sounds of beach goers and jet skis in the distance
got her pumped for a fun filled day on the beach.



   Sharon felt her old self and cracked open the door to Corbin's room,
both her and Vera were sound asleep, just as she expected.  `At least their
on opposite sides of the bed.' Her jealous mind thought.  Closing the door
she made her way to the bathroom to put her suite on.  Standing in front of
the vanity mirror she examined her own reflection once more, making sure
her sporty, skin-tight hot-pink bikini looked perfect, enhancing her
natural curves instead of hiding them.  Capturing the attention of eager
faces was such a thrill, an intoxicating drug that sent chills down her
spine and produced a warmth down between her legs.  Sharon smiled to
herself and headed back into Corbin's room, fearless now, she kicked the
bed with her right foot, "Rise and shine!"



   "I didn't do it?!" She blurted out from her dream state as her body
bolted upright, obviously out of it with her eyes still closed.  Her groggy
head flopping around as Sharon letting out a giggle, catching Corbin so off
guard.



   "Ohhhhhhhh...........Sharon...it's you." She moaned and flopped back
down on the bed, trying to pull the sheets up over her, but Sharon grabbed
the sheets and tore them off.



   "No, time to get up!" but her smile quickly faded when she saw Vera's
nude body exposed by her jerking of the covers.  Corbin eyes flew open as
she saw Sharon's jaw drop and her eyes grow wide, her right hand slowly
clenched into a fist.  Corbin reached up and grabbed her wrist, pulling on
her arm, `Nothing happened' she mouthed the words, trying to get Sharon's
attention.

   Vera slowly sat up and stretched her body, then standing she stretched
some more.  Vera was a beautiful girl, her straight shoulder length hair
loosely hung around her shoulders, her body a light tan, a real tan all
over too so she must sun bath in the nude.  Sharon felt a slight twinge of
jealousy when the girl turned and saw a bountiful soft pair of breasts with
perfectly matching nipples projecting outward; `And why am I not surprised
by that!' Sharon said to herself as she noticed Vera's cleanly shaven
pussy.



   Quickly she looked down at Corbin who just rolled her eyes in
frustration and shook her head.



   Vera casually put her hands on her hips and looked straight at Sharon
with a big smile, "Good Morning Sharon, how did you sleep?"



   Sharon forced a grin onto her full lips and tried to restrain her
`bitchy' attitude, "Just fine." She looked down at Corbin, "I'll be
upstairs in the kitchen." And spun around on her bare feet, Corbin watching
her firm tan ass, barely cupped by the stretched pink bikini bottom,
already wedging its way into one of the finest asses Corbin has ever seen.



   "Hmmmmmm...." Vera sighed, as she too was getting turned at the sight of
Sharon's tight body.  "...I might have to masturbate to that image later."
Vera said.



   "VERA!" Corbin turned around in shock and offense.



   "What?" Vera shrugged her shoulders like she had just commented on
someone's hairstyle.



   After a quick breakfast, the girls strolled down the walkway looking for
the right spot on the beach to settle down and enjoy the waves, the sun and
the guys.  Discretely, Corbin and Sharon slowly made their way next to one
another, careful with the amount of attention they lavished on one another,
but Sharon was getting frustrated.  It seemed Vera was making her plans
obviously clear, she had designs on Corbin as well, or at least her goal
was to irritate Sharon with her constant `butting-in'.  Last night, Vera
made no secret about her bi-sexual ways, she was very promiscuous with both
sexes.  Nonetheless, adrenaline raced through their young bodies when they
realized that guys and girls alike would look at them with awe, lust or
envy.  The weather outside was almost too hot, all of the girls had walked
down to the beach in their bathing suits, except Corbin, she wore a pair of
shorts and shirt over hers.  Quickly Sharon grabbed Corbin's arm and
directed her into a chair, "Sit here." She knew she had to take charge or
that fucking Vera would move in again; Corbin smiled and Sharon almost gave
Vera a smug smile of satisfaction that she had navigated Corbin next to her
on the beach.  But Vera was no dummy, she watched it all play out and no
longer suspected something was going on between those two, `Something IS
going on' she told herself and smiled knowingly.  Sharon laid back in her
chair digging her feet into the sand, she watched semi-amused as Corbin
fiddled about, she was delaying the inevitable.



   Looking up, she pushed her sunglasses up a few inches catching Corbin's
attention.

   "Well?" Sharon smiled.



   Corbin leaned over, not at all happy, "Don't rush me." She hissed.



   Sharon quickly replaced her glasses and looked around, a number of guys
had started to notice their presence, hell, five gorgeous girls on the
beach was a honey pot.  And the men were starting to swarm in closer,
studying...plotting...planning.



   "Fuck" Corbin cursed to herself and relented to the inevitable, peeling
off her shirt and quickly unzipped her shorts, pushing them down.  Sharon
had her head tilted to observe, sweat trickled down her forehead and the
rest of her body, she brought her hand to the nape of her neck, feeling the
dampness.  She lifted her hair and then let it fall, heaving a deep sigh,
`Damn' She thought, Corbin was one of the few women she had ever met that
could actually give Sharon a complex about her own figure.  Looking around,
it was obvious to others as well, as most every guy had shifted their eyes
to this tall blonde, with her intricately defined muscularity, and yet she
retained a degree of lush, voluptuous, curvaceousness.



   `And that fucking Vera!' Sharon's body tensed, Vera was staring
blatantly at Corbin now, `Her god damn mouth hanging open, what a fucking
slut!' Sharon fumed.



   Quickly Corbin sat down next to her and sighed, "Happy?" quickly she
started to put the tanning lotion on.



   Sharon had perched her chair atop a high point in the sand and surveyed
the `scene'.  Allot of family's with kids building sandcastles, desperate
to finish the walls of their sandcastle before the next wave rolled in.

   Rachel had already headed out for a swim while her gaze shifted over to
one of the guys from a group of about six, who had `wondered' over with a
volleyball in his hand, he was making small talk with Vera and Kelly.  Vera
appeared to be flirting somewhat uninhibitedly with him, he stood about 6'
1", had short dark hair, clean shaven and nice build, `not bad' Sharon
thought to herself.  She caught him glancing up at her and Corbin every few
seconds, he seemed to be trying to start up a volleyball game.  `Gee...'
Sharon thought, `...nice little ice breaker.'



   Sharon looked over and almost laughed, Corbin was oblivious to
everything, she had accidentally broken the cap off the tanning lotion and
was proceeding to make a mess all over her chair and body with the lotion.

   "What a piece of crap..." She mumbled to her self, scooping up globs of
lotion off her toned abs and legs, flicking her fingers away from her to
get rid of the excess.



   "You're a mess." Sharon chuckled.



   "Shut up." Corbin hissed.



   "Uh-oh." Sharon smiled.



   "What?" Corbin looked over at her with concern.



   "Here comes trouble." Sharon faintly smiled and Corbin looked over as a
couple of guys from the group were making their way over.



   "Just great." Corbin spastically started trying to clean herself up and
began to adjust her bikini.



   Sharon laughed again, "It's no use, that thing isn't going grow in size
miraculously." Noting Corbin's frustrated attempts as she fiddled with her
suite.



   "Hey, you girls want to join in on a game were putting together?  I'm
Chris by the way this is my friend Todd."



   "I'm Sharon, and this is my friend Corbin." Sharon's left hand performed
an exaggerated wave in her blonde friends direction.



   Corbin's arms came up and rested on the arm of the lounge chair, but her
fingers were developing a tense grip as the question was posed.  `No way in
hell.' She thought to herself.



   Todd stepped up and smiled, "Well, no matter what, I want you on my
team. Your in one of the best shapes I've ever seen a girl in."



   "Thanks" Corbin feebly replied and looked down at her feet, awkwardly
digging into the sand.



   Sharon smiled and dusted off some sand from her legs, before standing.
She daintily took the time to pull the pink bottoms from the crevice of her
fine, toned ass cheeks, Corbin couldn't help notice, and neither did the
three other guys that had just joined their friends.



   Sharon and the guys began to walk towards the net, but Sharon had
suddenly stopped looking back over her shoulder.

   "Come on!" She beckoned, but Corbin just shook her head in a slow
purposeful manner, `No'.



   "What's wrong?" Chris stopped, flipping the volleyball in the air a few
times.



   "Hold on..." Sharon huffed and walked back to where Corbin was remained
sitting.



   "What now?!" Sharon put her hands on her firm hips, her head cocked off
to the right, her tone one of impatience.



   "Go on without me, I'm fine." Corbin stared out to the ocean, her body
tensed as she hunched down into the chair.



   A couple of guys came walking up from where everyone was gathering and
chimed in with Sharon, but Corbin wouldn't budge.



   "Fine be that way" Sharon spat in an irritated manner and spun around,
"Forget it!" Sharon grabbed one of the guys by the arm, silencing their
efforts as they tried to convince Corbin to join in.



   Sharon felt kind of bad for being so short with Corbin as she glanced
over a few times, watching her sit and pull a book out to read.  In a few
moments the teams were chosen.  Sharon watched the guys make impressive
dives onto the sand, which were more for showmanship.  Allot of the play
was so the guys could check out the girls and of course score in a
different way.  Sharon did a fair job, she was athletic and enjoyed the
attention and flirted back with guys as they would teasingly touch her on
the shoulder after a good setup, block or score.



   Corbin peered over her book to the action a few yards away.  She felt an
odd pain inside, an awkward misfit sensation that she hadn't dealt with in
weeks...maybe months.  The way Sharon had so abruptly treated her and her
shameless flirting with the guys during the game, and all right in front of
her.  Her concentration was now broken, to the point of
irritation...irritation that was slowly boiling over into anger and
resentment.



   With a sudden jerk, she slammed the book closed and leaned forward, "I
don't need this shit." She mumbled to herself and yanked her shorts out of
her bag.



   Sharon wiped the sweat from her brow, the action had gotten intense
leading to a fantastic workout as she had gotten really into the game, her
competitive spirit was now in overdrive.  Her body shined like a tan
goddess, from head to toe as she would bend forward and lunge, her muscles
contracting and relaxing during play, her long brown hair flying in every
direction as she would attempt to restrain it.



   She had lost track of time and looked around, the ball whizzed right
past her head as she stood...looking around...confused..."Where did?..."



   "Sharon!" Chris cried out, wondering why she was just standing there.



   "...where?..." looking around, she didn't see Corbin in the water, and
then her bag wasn't to be found.



   "Oh god damn!" Sharon huffed and stormed away from the volleyball net,
both guys and girls calling after her.



   "I have to go...sorry!" Sharon gave a quick reply and franticly started
collecting her stuff, "Dammit Corbin." She grumbled to herself, hastily
putting her flip-flops on.

   Dodging kids and people coming up the boardwalk as she hustled to get
back to the house...assuming that is where she was.



   Even with the shades on during her walk back, once she got into the
house, her eyes had to blink several times to adjust to the dark indoors.

   "Fucking bullshit!" Corbin bitched aloud, throwing her bag into her
room, she then stormed upstairs and into the Kitchen and yanked open the
fridge door.

   Pulling a lime from the fridge and grabbed a knife off the counter to
slice it up.



   "CORBIN!!" She heard Sharon's voice from downstairs, but didn't answer,
her blood only boiled further hearing her voice.  The footsteps got closer,
hearing Sharon's flip-flops in action coming up the stairs.



   "There you are!  What the hell are you doing?!" Sharon threw her bag
down on the sofa, she watched as Corbin shoved the sliced lime into a
bottle of Corona.  Corbin was banging everything in the kitchen loudly as
she closed and open drawers.



   "What does it look like?" Corbin wiped her hands clean with a towel and
picked the bottle up.



   Sharon shook her head in disbelief, her hands coming to rest on her
hips, "What the fuck is wrong?  Why do you do this?  What's wrong with
you?" Sharon couldn't believe Corbin was acting this way.



   Suddenly, Corbin stopped walking towards the sliding glass doors that
lead out onto the deck and spun around to face Sharon.  Although they stood
about ten feet apart Corbin's expression of anger and the tension of her
body threw Sharon and made her quiver somewhere deep in her soul.

   
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