Yuri Tales 5

Berrie was listening to her IPod on her bed, just relaxing. She was thinking of Lilly, about her smile, her hair, everything about her. She began wondering if Lilly had ever slept with another girl before. Berrie giggled at the thought of shy, pure Lilly being a freak in the bed. She heard a knock on the door and in came her tiny grandmother.
“Berrie-san someone here for you. Her name Lilly.” Berrie shot up and ripped her headphones off her head. She said thank you to her grandmother in Japanese and raced down stairs to see Lilly standing there with a suitcase in her hands.
“Lilly! What happened? Are you alright? Why are you crying?” Berrie asked embracing her.
“I have nowhere to stay. Do you think maybe-?”
“Oh, yeah sure! I’ll get the spare room ready for you.” Berrie turned to her grandmother and explained to her the situation in Japanese. The little old grandmother smiled and took Lilly’s suitcase to her room.
“What did you say to her?” Lilly sniffed.
“Who, Granny Chie? I told her everything because we’re close like that.” Lilly nodded as they walked into the cozy room in which she was staying. The bed cover was old and worn and had a faded floral print. There was one window and a bureau that looked like it hadn’t been used in ages. Granny Chie looked at Lilly and gave her a warm smile.
“Okay, you stay here now. If you need anything ask.” And with that Granny Chie waddled out of the room.
“So, tell me what happened when you got home?” Berrie asked. Lilly sat down on the bed and explained everything to her. Berrie quickly checked to see if the door was closed and began stroking Lilly’s thigh.
“What-?” Lilly began.
“Hush,” Berrie interrupted, “Your life is so full of spite. I just want to let you know that I’m here to bring joy and harmony back.” Before Lilly could say anything, Berrie placed her lips on hers. At first Lilly wanted to pull away but instead put her hand on the back of Berries head to keep it there. Berrie genteelly laid Lilly down on her back and massaged her thighs. Lilly stuck her tongue in Berrie’s mouth and began to kiss her passionately. There was a knock on the bedroom door and Berrie groaned as she asked disdainfully, “Yeah, who is it?”
“It’s me! Hey, girl you called me up so let’s hang! Why is the door locked?” A voice with a lisp said behind the door, jiggling the handle. Berrie rolled her eyes, got up and answered the door.
“I called you yesterday, you crazy fag! Besides its late, go home,” Berrie said to the young man standing in front of her. He had on a light blue floral t-shirt, khaki shorts, and sandals. His eyes were green and his hair was a sandy brown. He had freckles that seem to splatter across his nose and cheeks as red as roses.
“Oh my, who do we have here, Bear-bear? Oh is this the wondrous Lilly you tell me about time and time again?” He asked ignoring Berrie and starring at Lilly. Lilly laughed,
“Bear-Bear?” she giggled. Berrie blushed and then laughed.
“Yeah, this is Angel. The biggest stereotype of a gay man I have ever seen and that’s why I love’em! Angel, this is Lilly, my girlfriend.”
“Oh my gawd, how fabulous! We should all go to Ceri’s tonight, it’s Condom Night! It would be an  amazing time, come on let’s go, pretty please!” Angel begged.
“What’s Ceri’s?” Lilly asked.
“A magical place for homo’s really. And you, love, are going to have a freakin’ awesome night.” Berrie said with smile.