PERFECTION

Rating: NC-17 (chapter 2 only)
Two females... If that’s not your cup of tea, if you’re under 18, or if it’s illegal where you live, please leave now.

Author: [Amalaswinta], October 2001



-I-
Dream...

I’m just an average girl... I live in an average house and have an average job.
Nothing special... I had just come home from work, fixed something to eat and turned on the telly. That was the moment my life changed.

There, so close, and yet, so completely out of reach, was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. With hair that broke apart the sunlight into a thousand sparkles, eyes as cool as the ocean, a smile that would melt the heart of even the most hardened criminal... and her voice... I couldn’t even begin to describe it. I was lost. Lost in the image of perfection.

After she had disappeared from the screen I closed my eyes, as if to hold on to her image, to keep her with me for just one more moment... the image faded.

The rest of the evening, through the entire night I kept thinking of this woman. “Kiernan”. An uncommon name... but then again... she herself was uncommon. That night I made the decision I had to meet her. But how? She was famous... that meant there would be no way of just simply walking up her front lawn and ring the doorbell. Ha! That would probably get me arrested! No, I would have to use a different approach.

Some years ago I had done some research on witchcraft. Driven by desire I started reading through every book I had, every line I had written to find something that would lead me to this perfect beauty. It took me 2 weeks to find what I was looking for: my first spell book.
I didn’t even remember it until I saw it again. “A Practical Guide to Witchcraft”. I used to laugh about this book, but I didn’t laugh now. This book held the answer to my need.

For the next month I studied that book until I could recite every line of it. Then the time had come to put my newly regained knowledge to work... I cast a spell over Kiernan, so that, should we meet, she would kiss me, even thought she didn’t know me. That was all I really wanted. I had seen her hair, her eyes, I had heard her voice. Now, I needed to feel her, to be part of her perfection, if only for a second.


*****


For weeks to come, Kiernan was in my every dream. I kept my eyes open wide for her; whenever she was on TV, I was watching it. And every time I saw her, I wanted more and more to meet her, to feel her...
After a while, the thought of a simple kiss just wasn’t enough anymore.

It had become time to go to a next level. I wouldn’t be able to pay for the trip to her hometown, so I decided on a different kind of travel, one that wouldn’t cost me any money, one that didn’t need reservations... I was going to try something I had read about a few weeks ago: Astral Travel.

With no experience, the first times I tried I failed miserably. In all the pieces I had read on this subject so far it stated that you should be able to see yourself from a distance, after that, fly above your house and after that, to go where ever you wanted.
I couldn’t even get past the first step.

But I kept trying, and finally, I succeeded. After many attempts, I was able to ‘go where ever I wanted’. And I knew where I wanted to go.

The first few times, I never went into her home. I was afraid to scare her. Later on, I learned to keep an eye on time, and visited only when she was asleep. For hours I’d sit by her bed, just gazing at her, loving the sight of this woman... loving... this woman...

One night I didn’t leave in time. She woke up and saw me. I fled through the roof to return to my body with a shock. I was paralysed. A couple of days passed before I had enough courage to visit Kiernan again. She looked exactly the same as last time, sleeping so peacefully. I couldn’t control myself. Before I even realised what I was doing, I was stroking her hair. No sunlight here, but still, just as beautiful.

Every line in every book I’d read about astral travelling warned about what I was doing. That it was wrong, that you could easily scare people... but I had to touch her, feel her.

Kiernan opened her eyes, still half asleep, and, again, I fled. This time I slid back into my body much more at ease. “She must have thought she was dreaming.”
And so, I made myself ‘appear in her dreams’ for nights to come, always stroking her hair until she’d wake up, then leave again. Every time making sure she’d gone back to sleep after I left.

*****

My world was being turned up side down!
Kiernan was coming to a conference only 60 km from my hometown!

I instantly remembered the spell I’d cast over her months ago. This would be the moment to see if it had worked. For the time to come, I could hardly sleep. Counting weeks, then days and, finally, hours, as I sat in a train taking me to the conference.

I was dressed in the same clothes I used to wear on my nightly visits. Even though I wasn’t sure why, I had chosen this without second thought. Insecurity forced its way into my mind. Did I actually think she would recognize me? Did I really think she was going to kiss me?

Then, the sound of Kiernan’s voice took away all those thoughts... She was talking to some other guests as I walked up to her. When I was only a few meters away, my legs simply refused duty. I couldn’t move another step, when I wanted so much to reach out to her. Kiernan fell silent suddenly. Her eyes locked to mine... Then, I heard her voice again “You’re the girl of my dreams”. The words exploded in my head, but I tried to look surprised and laughed “A girl could take that the wrong way you know...”

When she walked up and kissed me I felt the earth move beneath my feet. It had worked! I had actually worked!!! I looked into those ocean-like eyes... the same eyes I had seen opening for so many times, and for a moment, there was no one else in that room but her and me. Until the flashing of cameras proved otherwise.

“Let’s go somewhere a little more private, shall we?”
Was she really saying this? To me?
I followed willingly, not knowing where or how this would end.







-II-
Reality...

“Now, let’s see if I can arrange something… wait here sweetie”
I waited, watching her walk up to a staff member. I was curious what she was telling him, seeing a poorly hidden look of disbelief appear on his face.

Kiernan signalled me to come over, and together we followed the man to a small private cafeteria. After our guide had told the staff to leave the room and then he himself finally decided to leave us, she locked the door behind him.

She chuckled “I told him we needed some privacy, that you wanted to interview me… Some interview that must be, you don’t even have a notebook! I wonder what the man must have been thinki--“ “Why did you kiss me?” I interrupted.
Kiernan fell silent abruptly. She walked up to the bar for a cup of coffee, looking pensive. Then she began to talk again “For weeks I’d been having the same dream… a young woman sitting on the edge of my bed, stroking my hair in such a gentle, almost loving way. At first it felt kind of awkward, but after a while I began to long for this dream.
But some time ago the dreams stopped. I missed it so much, to be touched like that… and then, when I saw you just now, I knew it had been you all along… So, I took my chances and, yes, I kissed you… I wanted to know what you felt like.”

She sat down beside me “Did it upset you?” There was a look in her eyes I hadn’t seen before, worried, almost… frightened.
“No” I replied “Not even remotely” Gathering what little courage I had reclaimed I continued “From the moment I first saw you, there’s nothing I’ve wanted more than for you to touch me, to feel your hands on my body, your lips against mine… so you see, you could never upset me by kissing me” I smiled.

“Then, would you mind if I did it again?” Another look in her eyes I’d never seen before…. desire?
Without waiting for an answer she took my head in her hands, pulling me closer. This time her kiss was different, more intense, passionate. I felt her tongue teasing my lips, as if she was asking permission to enter. A kind of permission I was more than willing to give. Lips open, tongues searching, claiming each other… it seemed to last an eternity. In the end, Kiernan was the one to break it off, gasping for air “I had never… not like this…”

Every muscle, every nerve in my body wanted to rip her clothes off, but somehow I managed to control myself. Instead I pulled her closer to me and kissed her again, first the lips, then her cheeks, then nibbling on her ear. Kiernan moaned softly. The sound of it rushed through my head as my hands began to explore her body. Suddenly I became aware of her hands on my back, then on to my head, and back to my legs… it drove me crazy… I so desperately wanted to make love to this woman. Unable to constrain myself any longer I began undressing her, slowly, gently, savouring every moment.

Moments later I saw her as she really was for the first time, every bit as beautiful as in my dreams.
“Now, this looks a bit unfair to me” Kiernan smiled, a twinkle in her eyes, as she undressed me. “There, now we’re on equal terms again” she chuckled, satisfied with the swift result of her actions. She took my hand and slowly ran her tongue up one finger… It was almost too much to bear. “You have haunted my dreams for so long” I whispered “I have longed to touch you, to make love to you…”

I kissed her again, this time moving down to her breasts. Taking a nipple in my mouth, kissing it, sucking it, caressing it, playing with it with my tongue. Driven onward by the sensation of skin against skin, I took her other breast in my hand and began kneading it, taking its hardened peak between my fingers, squeezing it gently as I rolled it around. Another soft moan escaped from her lips. With my mouth I began to move up and down her body, nibbling my way around her neck, her hands, her belly, her legs. Loving every inch of her. This time I was the one who was under a spell.

Feeling Kiernan pushing her body close to mine I knew she was ready. Placing kisses everywhere I went I finally reached golden curls, glistering with juices, like a dish prepared in heaven. I moved down and took a long swipe. A shiver went through her body as she pushed herself down on me. “Please” she said with a husky voice, and I took another long swipe, more slowly this time, feeling her wetness in my mouth, tasting it, remembering it.
Kiernan began pushing her hips up and down as I slowly slid one finger into her, walls eagerly closing around it. I carefully moved my hand on the rhythm of her body, added a finger, then another. No soft moan this time, she was growling… I thrust my hand up and down, my free hand caressing every part of her body, lifting Kiernan to heights she’d never even dreamed of… she started shaking… first her legs, then her arms until finally her whole body seemed to be on fire. Then, with a loud cry she flung her body to me, holding me so tight I could hardly breath. I didn’t mind, Kiernan was all that mattered to me.

At last I felt her muscles relaxing, the shaking wearing down, and I looked her in the eyes. Unable to come up with anything to say, I simply smiled and kissed her. Kiernan saw the tears in my eyes “Why are you crying?”
I wanted to tell her how much I had longed for this to happen, and how much I feared never seeing her again after today, how my life would go back to it’s usual grind without her… but I didn’t. “Tears of happiness, my love” I said “only happiness”

The tender smile she gave me rekindled my desire, as I once again began to explore her magnificent body. I was determined to let her feel my love in a way she wouldn’t forget. I placed my head in between her legs, putting her legs over my shoulders. Once again, Kiernan shivered every time my tongue touched her flesh, and once again I tasted her arousal. I pushed my tongue inward, not wanting to waste one drop of this heavenly juice. Kissing her inner thighs, then stroking those golden curls, to find a little bundle of nerves expectantly standing out.

Not wanting to rush, I gave it one tender kiss and went back to that pool of arousal, flowing so generously. I drank from her love, all I could. Pushing my tongue in, licking it all away before it had a chance to reach the surface until neither Kiernan nor I could stand any more.
I pressed my lips on that little pink knob that pushed upward to greet my tongue. Sucking, licking and nibbling I drove Kiernan over the edge once more. She screamed so loud I was sure everyone would be able to hear it… again, I didn’t mind, too overwhelmed by her ecstasy. She pulled me on top of her, and like that we lay silent for several minutes until I could feel her relax under me.

I looked up to her, trying to find the right words… “You are perfection”

Kiernan chuckled.
With a wicked smile she pushed me on the floor…


    “I’ll show you perfection…”




-III-
Hell...

It had been 3 months since the convention.
3 Long months without so much as a phone call from Kiernan.

I spent my days doing nothing but remembering all that had happened.
How I’d made love to Kiernan, the sensations flowing through my body when she pushed me to the floor... then the devastation when I heard a knock on the door... “Kiernan, your audience awaits you.”

As quick as we could we got dressed, I wrote down my address and phone number for her, and then we walked out of the room, trying very hard to look as if nothing had happened

I watched her as she held her speech... she looked sweet, the way she’d forgotten most of what she’d prepared.

When she left the stage I tried to get to her, but couldn’t find her anymore... so I went home.

*****

News spread quickly. Within a few days the tabloids were saying things like “Kiernan’s secret life” and “Kiernan’s lesbian lover exposed at convention”. And every article had some photo of our kiss.
The phone kept ringing, and every time I answered, every time hoping it would be Kiernan calling.. but every time it was just another reporter looking for ‘juicy details’.
It made me sick.

It got harder and harder for me to concentrate at work, making more and more stupid mistakes until, finally, I got fired.

That was not long ago.
I’d stopped answering the phone, tired of repeating the phrase “no comment” over and over again.

Kiernan wouldn’t be calling anyway. That was clear to me now.
The studio bosses had decided to write Kiernan out of the series if she continued this ‘indecent behaviour’ as they called it. So, she made one statement to the press. I heard only the first line of it... “It was a mistake”.

A mistake... so that’s what I’d been reduced to.
Everything went downhill from there on. My friends got tired of listening to me; my parents condemned me for what I’d done.
My life had definitely become a total mess.

Then I received an envelope with familiar handwriting.
My hands were trembling as I opened it. Inside was a ticket and a small note
“Please use this. K.”

I could hardly believe my eyes... yes, it was a ticket, and yes, the return date was blank. Why did she send me this? Why couldn’t she just call me?

My first response was to throw away the ticket, to not let myself be caught that easily.
But I so much wanted to see Kiernan again, to talk about what had happened, why she’d said that it had been ‘a mistake’. I needed answers, and only she could give them.
So I decided to go.

*****

After 17 days the date on the ticket was finally there. I got aboard the plane, feeling terribly nervous. 9 Hours of flying didn’t do much good either...
When we arrived I saw a man holding a sign with my name on it. Though I was a bit disappointed Kiernan hadn’t come to pick me up herself, I could also understand the reason why. I walked up to the man and introduced myself.
His reply made me wish I could open a hole in the ground and jump into it “Understand one thing: I’m doing this as a favour to Kiernan. Personally, I don’t like you. You’ve caused her a great deal of harm, so don’t even think about trying to get friendly with me. It won’t work. Now, if you’d follow me to my car, I’ll take you to her.”

Turn around and leave, or take the insult and see Kiernan?
I decided to ignore my pride. Kiernan was all I could think of.

*****


chapter 4 is coming.. really... some day...




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