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Tangled with Lust
     
    A Life Changing Lesbian Experience
     
    by Jennifer Jagger

     
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    Table of Contents

 
    1. Fancy Meeting You Here - Erin
    2. Can I Get You a Water? - Naomi
    3. Why Can’t I Stop Wanting You? - Erin
    4. I Like to Make You Work For It - Naomi
    5. About The Author
    6. A Last minute word from Jennifer Jagger
    7. More From The Author

1. Fancy Meeting You Here - Erin
     
    Through the smoke and crowds of people, she saw me. I was in a seedy bar one night when I saw her enter, and I couldn’t believe it – she never went to places like that. I’d been hanging out in the run-down place with friends of mine, just playing pool for a girls’ night out when in walks the one woman I thought I’d never see again. It was difficult just watching that arrogant way she sauntered over to the counter, but I must admit that in the dress she was wearing, I think she had reason for her over-confidence. At the time, I rolled my eyes at my friends and took another long sip of beer to help me to ignore her presence at the bar.
    And then she spoke.
    “Are you kidding me?”
    I whipped around to the voice I’d known all too well. I was holding up two beer bottles just as she’d tapped me on my shoulder. I didn’t know what to say, so I feigned surprise: “Uhh … fancy meeting you here.”
    She was not pleased. I remember her staring at me as she flicked her tongue against her teeth in the habitual way she had always done it. I just smirked and turned away from her.
    Of course, she interrupted me again as I turned back to my friends.
    “Did you find out I was meeting someone here? Is that on your … your ex-radar, or what?”
    Oh, I didn’t mention she’s my ex? Well, allow me to elaborate: we were a very explosive duo, she and I. We fought and made up with much the same passion, and we did both with excellence.
    I had to calm myself before responding, so I took a moment as my friends all gestured for me to leave it well enough alone. They knew our arguments.
    “I used to be your wife – now you can’t even face me?”
    Right. Ex- wife . You see, it’s not that I really forgot, but it’s just nice to let these things unravel themselves. As I looked to her then, that was exactly where my mind had settled: unravelling. In that dress she wore, all I could think about was the way she would unravel herself to me when she was excited for it. Those exquisite breasts would always find their way out of her dress, and into my hands. They always fit so perfectly, too.
    Looking at her in that bar, I cleared my throat, and made sure to look her in the eyes. She wasn’t about to get the upper hand, I reminded myself.
    We went to the front of the bar together to talk, at my insistence. It wasn’t worth causing a scene over one of our little spats. That feminine woman always could torment me, but I made sure to keep my eyes on the alcohol selection as we each took a stool and leaned onto the counter.
    “I’ll have another Corona, and the uh … the lady will have a Brandy Alexander.”
    The bartender gave us one look, and then went to mixing our drinks as my ex  looked at me – Naomi. Her green eyes were so bright and fiery that I was glad for my seat. Her hair was lighter than I remembered it, but was dark just the same. It was a sort of plain brown that shone in the simplest way, hanging straight down past her shoulders to her abdomen.
    I hadn’t said Naomi’s name for a long time before that night. We had been divorced for just about a year, and we’d kept well enough away from one another for the entire duration. The details of our issues would make for a really great encyclopedia, but the simple answer is that I kissed another woman while Naomi and I were still married.
    Granted, one might not