Dawn finds a place to nuzzle her head

“Dawn, honey! What is it? What’s wrong?” Jasmine looked deep into her eyes, searching for a response.

“I’m ok, really, it’s nothing. Just a disturbing dream I had last night. I’ll be ok. Can we just hang out and watch a movie or something? Anything to take my mind off of it?” Dawn asked, a pained expression writ across her face.

“Sure babe, we can watch whatever you want. A nice chick flick perhaps.” Jasmine hoped to distract Dawn from her thoughts. “Mmm, maybe that’s not a good idea. Ooh, I know, how ‘bout some gratuitous ****, you know throw your brain off the trail of your nightmare. Let’s see, we have a wide selection of Mel Gibson ass-kicking, and then of course there’s the Terminator series, always good for a nice jolt.”

“How about Payback? Do you have Payback?” Dawn questioned in a half daze.

Breaking into a cold sweat, chills running up her spine, Dawn did all she could to try and focus on her surroundings. Her insides simultaneously reeling from the memory of her dream and the image of Michelle kissing Jasmine’s cheek and holding her close. Off and running, her mind spun one sultry web after another, as her imagination conjured up various possible scenarios of exactly what might have happened between Jasmine and Michelle.

Sitting on the couch to watch the movie, she was drawn to watch Jasmine as the other girl proceeded to find the DVD and start the movie. Her eyes followed the curve of her body, resting on the perky breast that made a soft impression in her t-shirt. Drifting further down the curve of her back, she stared intently at her small ass and slightly rounded hips. A feeling of remberance shuddered through her as a moistness developed between her legs.

Jasmine sat on the couch next to her, and her heart leapt into her throat, seemingly as if she were both miles away and only inches from her.

Sensing that Dawn was still upset, Jasmine reached over and pulled the girl toward her resting her head on her chest, and lightly stroking her hair.

“Whatever it is baby, don’t worry about. Just relax and enjoy the movie. I’ll make it all better.”

Dawn nearly exploded at the softness of Jasmine’s touch. Drowning in the smell of her sweet skin, she fought to regain control of her rationality. But her resolve quickly dulled under the methodic ministrations of Jasmine’s hand upon her head.

As her body continued to ache with desire she unconsciously burrowed her face into Jasmine’s neck so that she could feel the warmth of her skin in direct contact with her own. **** by the even the slightest sensation, she soon found herself softly kissing Jasmine’s neck and collarbone. So lost in the taste of her succluent flesh, that she didn’t hear Jasmine the first time she spoke her name.

“Dawn? Dawn, what are you doing? I don’t know if this is a good idea,” uttered Jasmine weakly, as she fought to make sense of the unexpected situation.