A/N – First of course I do not own ICarly or its characters (I wish Miranda and Jenette owned me through). Now that is out of the way to my story…first I adore both the characters if Carly and Sam and even think Freddie is cute and I don't mean any disrespect for this story to them…you will see what I mean. I hope you enjoy it. This will be a shorter story – trying to kill time before I go back to school in a couple of weeks.
IThink That was Then and This is Now
Carly Shay looked at the clock in the kitchen, sighed, and took another sip of her coffee. She had been waiting two hours and was getting a little worried. Carly was seventeen and would turn eighteen in two months and by far the most popular and prettiest girl in her high school. As a senior she was a cheerleader and president of her class and most likely going to be elected prom queen, she already was elected homecoming queen in the fall. She was the nightly fantasy of every straight boy in school and even the occasional bisexual or lesbian girl; when Carly wore her cheerleading uniform many a young men had wet dreams that night after seeing her. Carly was perfect in everyway. She was beautiful, smart, popular, set the schools fashion trend, dated the most popular and handsome boys, and every so sexy. She was teased just a little about being the school virgin saint, but she did not care since it was in fun and she knew better. Carly was not a virgin like everyone thought she was. What people did not know about her was that she was gay and deep down she was very sad.
When Carly was fourteen she started a lesbian relationship with her best and dearest friend Samantha "Sam" Puckett. To Carly Sam was the perfect girl. She was pretty, sexy, tough, and very sweet and caring to Carly. Carly loved Sam from the moment they met when both girls were seven and by the time they were fourteen the two became lovers and Carly did not think the world could get any better than it was for her at that time. She was in love with a beautiful sexy girl who was tough and protected her and loved her back just as much as she loved her and she could not get enough of Sam sexually. Life seemed perfect to Carly, but life can be a cruel place.
When Sam was fifteen she stole a car. Carly hated the bad girl in Sam and made the mistake of wanting to teach the girl a lesson and try and change her. She turned in the love of her life to the police and was told Sam would just get a few months probation since she was young and after she turned eighteen her police record would be erased. What Carly did not know was Sam was also selling drugs on the side, not using, and in the car was two pounds of marijuana and the blonde girl got sentenced to juvenile detention until she was eighteen. Carly cried and sobbed and begged Sam to forgive her and for the first seven months she visited her girlfriend every weekend. Sam assured Carly she still loved her and did not blame her, but soon the blonde told Carly never to visit her again. Sam explained it was not because she did not love Carly but she did not want Carly to see her in jail. Carly wept but agreed. She still wrote to Sam everyday and would receive a weekly letter from her girlfriend assuring her she still loved her. That was over three years ago and three weeks ago Sam turned eighteen and today she was coming home.
Carly had gotten up at five in the morning and prepared herself for Sam's homecoming. There would be no party since Sam had no friends but Carly, but to Carly that was just perfect. She wanted to be alone with Sam anyway and not share her love with anyone else. Carly thought about inviting Freddie, but her and Freddie were no longer friends. A little over a year ago she dated Freddie for about three months and even tried to have sex with the boy but could not go through with it. All she could do was oral sex on the boy and she hated that. Freddie of course wanted it again often and more, but Carly refused to even please the boy orally again. Freddie called her a cock teasing lesbian whore and walked out of her life forever. The boy moved across town and even now attended a private school full of smart geeks like him. She never spoke to Freddie again and realized he really was not her friend anymore but just saw her as a pretty girl to have sex with. It upset her for a while but she learned a lot of boys wanted just sex from her. She dated some just to keep up her reputation but there was no way she was going to cheat on Sam with a boy or a girl. Spencer had moved on and got married but they kept the apartment for Carly, her brother trusted her enough to live by herself. After all, she was Carly Shay and never did anything wrong and a very responsible girl. So today it would be just her and Sam and she had prepared the house for her lover's return.
Carly woke up at five and cleaned the house to perfection, had scented candles burning in every room, changed her bed linens, and even organized a few sexual toys she had embarrassingly purchased weeks ago when she found out Sam was coming home. She blushed when she thought of how much Sam liked toys and remembered how dominating a lover Sam was. Which suited Carly just perfectly since she loved and received unbelievable pleasure at being submissive to her love and would even beg out for more of the pain mixed with intense pleasure Sam gave her. When the apartment was ready Carly showered, rubbed jasmine scented lotion on her freshly waxed legs and giggled at her new wax job of her private area. Sam always liked Carly hairless in her pubic area. The beautiful brunette then styled her long black hair with her curling iron and then got dressed. She knew it was early yet but her excitement made her want to prepare everything, including herself, for Sam's arrival. Carly selected a pair of white French cut panties (she detested thongs), a sexy low cut lacey white bra that her dark brown perfect nipples showed through the thin material, white stockings with garters and garter belt, a red and black short plaid pleated skirt, and a simple white button up blouse, and a black belt. She smiled and thought she looked hot and sexy and Sam would be pleased. As Carly modeled herself in front of the full length mirror she felt the familiar moisture between her legs and the slight throbbing of her clit. She noticed her nipples start to get erect through the thin bra and thin blouse. She was tempted…very tempted…to please herself but fought the urge and silently prayed for Sam to come to her soon. She had not had sex since the day before Sam was arrested and she needed it desperately now. She sighed in sexual frustration as she put on her black shiny leather boots and walked into the kitchen and waited.
As she waited and was very nervous as she painted her finger nails; she hoped Sam would be pleased with her and still truly loved her as much as she loved the blonde girl. Carly knew Sam had a temper and could be very mean, she herself was on the receiving end of that temper only once and she never wanted to be there again. When they had been dating for about eight months Carly made Sam angry when she caught her lover smoking pot with some of her skater friends. Carly was so mad she went to Sam's house, ignored her girlfriend's drunken mother, and ransacked Sam's room until she found the girl's stash. Carly flushed the pot down the toilet just as Sam came running into the room. Carly yelled at Sam as she followed the blonde to her bedroom and then Sam grabbed her arm and twisted it so hard Carly thought it was going to break. Sam then pushed Carly on the bed, straddled her, and slapped her face several times until Carly lay on the bed sobbing and begging Sam to stop. Sam got off the girl and told her never to do anything that stupid again and then cleaned Carly's bleeding face and then made love to the girl and was so gentle and kind and wonderful to Carly. That night Carly had to explain to Spencer she got a black eye, busted lip, and sprained wrist since she foolishly tried to ride Sam's skate board. Carly never made Sam that mad again and when she came over to Sam's house to clean her lover's room and put everything back in order the next day she told Sam she was so sorry and begged Sam to forgive her for being stupid. Sam kissed her and told her she would never smoke pot again…and she didn't. So yes Carly hoped Sam was not mad at her and still loved her. Or at least if she was mad at her she would still love her. Carly thought she could take the physical pain Sam may give her from her anger, but there was no way she could handle the emotional pain of losing the love of her life. Carly thought she could not live without Sam Puckett loving her. Carly cursed as she reached for the finger nail polish remover. Her hands were shaking so bad she had to repaint her nails four times before she got it right.
A/N – yes I borrowed the title from and SE Hinton novel