I'm Saving Myself

The redhead spoke quietly, and Lois looked into eyes filled with fear, lust, and...something else. Her bottom lip quivered, her whole body was tense, taught—like a deer in the headlights.

"I know I started this, but...can we just talk? For a bit?" Lana said, clearly frustrated, upset and embarrassed.

Lois was taken aback. In all the time she'd known Lana Lang it had always been as a kind of rival. She'd never seen the other woman so...****.

"Sure, Smallville." Lois said, letting her hand fall away from the redhead's sex. She stood up. They were almost the same height, Lana only an inch or two taller—They grow 'em big down on the farm, Lois thought to herself. Then the reporter saw that other woman was shaking and...

...the hug just felt natural. To wrap her arms around the other woman, to feel Lana bury her face into her shoulder. Lois just held her like that, for a long moment. Then Lana started to talk.

"It's so different, in Kansas. My parents...they're liberal, for the state. But I couldn't tell them. I couldn't tell anybody, growing up. Some of the people that...that acted like they...liked people like that. Oh gods. The things they'd put up with. I never wanted to go through that. Clark wouldn't put up with it, not for a minute, but he wasn't always around and..." She sniffed, long and loud. "I didn't...I didn't even think about it, until I got to college. That there might be places where it was okay. That I could maybe admit to anybody...even myself...that I'm...gay."

Lois hugged her tighter. She hadn't expected this. Neither of them had. But now, here they were, and there was nothing to do but let Lana get it out. All of it, whatever she needed.

"I just...I was always such a good girl. Did what I was told. Went to church. Didn't run around with boys. I wanted to do everything right. Get married some day. Have kids. But I'm...I'm..."

"There's nothing wrong with you, Lana." Lois said, one hand reaching up to stroke the back of the red-head's neck. "You're new at this, but you're a woman. You have needs...sexual, and emotional. It's okay to want to save something for later. I'm sorry if I pressured you."

Lana raised her head to look Lois in the eye...and impulsively, the reporter opened her mouth and leaned it. The Kansas woman didn't resist as their lips locked. Lois didn't try to **** her tongue in her mouth, or anything so crude. They just stood like that, for a minute. Sharing one breath. There was nothing of the carnal hunger of a minute ago, but something deeper. The kind of kiss that might be shared by intimate friends...with benefits...