Venus
by Tina
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Rated R for sexual content! And language, probably.
---EDITED-
Just to inform you guys that this chapter has been edited. Not much over all, but things I felt that sounded better this way. More information about it can be found in the beginning of the 4th chapter.
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Saturday after lunch, Michelle called Gwen. Still sleeping. Helen, not in the mood for anything. She finally called Rachel.
"Rach?"
"Hey, Michelle, what's up?"
"Hm, I was just wondering if you'd like to go shopping with me?"
"And do you even have to ask?" Rachel heard Michelle chuckle. "I'll meet you at the bus stop in thirty minutes?"
"I'll be there"
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Rachel looked through the hangers. Michelle watched her from a good distance, lost in thought. Rachel held out a pale pink sweater.
"This will look great on you"
Michelle smiled and took it.
"You know... I was, kinda, weird about calling you and all 'cause we've never really hung out just the two of us and stuff... But I'm glad I did"
Rachel smiled back.
"I'm glad you called me too"
Michelle sat down on a chair in the middle of the store, quiet. Rachel understood. This wasn't about shopping. She sat down next to her.
"Hey, so... has Cameron called you?"
"Yeah"
"And...?"
"I don't know? We just talked."
"He seems to really like you" Rachel's smile became sweeter.
"He really does, I can't believe it"
Rachel chuckled.
"I'm gonna pretend I didn't hear that last remark! So, you excited about tonight?"
"That's the thing, I'm... scared"
Rachel raised her eyebrows.
"Why?"
"Because...!" she looked at Rachel, her cheeks warming up. "I know this sounds silly, it's not that I'm scared of boys, but... Oh, I'm just... I don't know, Rach...! I'm not one of those girls who used to play spin the bottle or who have had boyfriends or just random flings, I..." Rachel looked down, but not ashamed. She was that kind of girl. "I've never kissed a guy before" There, said it.
"Really?" Michelle just nodded. "Oh, honey, that's ok"
"No, it's not ok! Now I'm scared of what's gonna happen tonight and it's stupid! I'm pathetic! It's all I've wanted since I can remember anything!"
"Honey, it has to happen sometime, shouldn't matter when, just how. And everyone's aprehensive about their first kiss"
"Really? Were you?"
Rachel tried to remember her first kiss.
"Hm, almost everyone..!"
Michelle shot her a look and took the chance to lighten things up.
"You're not helping" she said with a funny look on her face.
Rachel laughed.
"Michelle, see... I was much too young to take my first kiss seriously. It was stupid and imature and now when I look back, sometimes I wish I had made something special out of it. But it happened, it's past and you just move on...!"
"Do you wish you'd waited and let Ross be your first kiss?"
Rachel smiled.
"Things happened like that for a reason for me, Michelle. But then again... that would have been nice... Ross is an amazing kisser. Much rather prefer have him than Brian Johnson biting on my lips!"
Michelle's faint smile faded.
"Now I'm scared I'm not gonna kiss well enough!"
Rachel covered her hand.
"You'll get the hang of it after the first few ones, I swear."
Michelle covered her stomach.
"Urgh, the thought of it seems disgusting now"
Rachel laughed.
"Oh, I'm not gonna lie to you, it's... icky at first" Michelle just looked sicker. "But once you... feel it... hmm, you'll never want to stop it"
Michelle looked down, thoughtful, for a long time.
"Hey" she looked up at Rachel. "You're gonna do fine. But if you don't wanna do this, then don't. Don't do anything because others expect it from you, Michelle...! I've done it in the past and I can tell you it was honestly the biggest mistake of my life. If you're gonna do this, do it for yourself." She waited a few moments as Michelle absorved her words. "Now, do you want to do this?" Michelle nodded. Rachel smiled. "Good. Now go try this on, you're gonna look amazing tonight!"
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It was 8:30 when both Michelle and Rachel arrived at Gwen's house, her brother would drive them to the party. Michelle was wearing a light colored pair of jeans, a t-shirt with a fairy on it and the pale pink zip up sweater Rachel had picked out for her. Rachel was wearing an acid washed old looking jeans and a black - rather conservative - shirt. She didn't want to atract many looks. She was saving the good stuff for Ross' arrival.
Gwen was in bed watching t.v..
"You're not ready yet??"
Gwen rolled her eyes at Rachel.
"It takes me five minutes to get ready. Better wait till Helen gets here"
"No, no, Miss! You go get ready and we'll call Helen"
"Who are you and what have you done to Michelle?!"
Michelle giggled as Gwen went into her closet. Rachel got the phone and dialed Helen's number.
"Hey, where are you? What do you mean home?? We're waiting for you so we can leave. Yeah, Gwen's getting ready already, so aparently you have five minutes to get here! What do you mean you're not coming??"
Michelle gasped.
"She's not coming??"
Rachel rolled her eyes, listening to Helen.
"I don't care, put something on and come!"
Michelle grabbed the phone from Rachel.
"Helen Lamont, get your ass in here before we march down there to get you!"
Rachel laughed.
Thirty minutes later, Helen arrived. Her look was probably the most casual of all. She was wearing plain blue jeans and a Rauph Lauren sweater, while Gwen wore black blants, an 'I heart me' shirt and a jeans jacket. Helen's hair was up in a ponny tail and Gwen's was messy. Neither cared, for different reasons.
As Gwen's brother Patrick pulled over, the girls quickly hopped off the car and comtemplated the house. It was big and despite the fact the music that waved from there was not too loud, it was very tasteful.
"You girls behave! No drinking!!" Patrick's voice was mocking.
On their way to the front door, Gwen didn't even bother to turn around to give her brother the finger. She did it with her back turned to him.
Ding-Dong!
Jackie opened the door.
"Oh, hey, girls, glad you made it! Come in!" they entered the house. "Guys, the girls are here!" she shouted.
In a matter of seconds, Cameron and Jason approached.
"You came!"
"Were we not supposed to?" Gwen teased back.
In a quick and blury kind of way they disappeared with Michelle and Gwen. Helen and Rachel approached a sitting area with Jackie. Gabrielle and Danny were already there, among with other people they didn't know.
"Guys, this is Rachel and that's Helen. We met them the other day at Burger King"
Just then, Rachel's cell phone beeped.
"Oh, excuse me"
She took it out of her purse and smiled.
"What is it?" Helen asked.
"Oh, nothing, just an SMS from Ross..."
"Rachel's just recently moved in from New York" Jackie explained to the others.
"So is Ross a boyfriend from home or...?" a guy said flirty to her.
She exchanged looks with Helen.
"Yeah, my boyfriend"
"But he's not here right now, is he?"
"If this is your idea of a move..." Rachel made a negative sign with her index finger.
"What do you think he's doing back on the US, girl?"
"Seriously, you're insisting?!" Rachel was losing her temper.
"Fine, sorry..!" the guy held his hands up.
"No more vodka for you, Liam" Jackie took away his glass. "Sorry, Rachel, he can be a bloody ass sometimes"
"It's fine"
Only it wasn't... His question bothered her more than she thought she could take.
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Jason and Gwen were in some sort of music room. Gwen was scaning through the CDs with her finger tips sliding down the pile while Jason was putting on a CD. They'd been talking for a while now, flirting and just having a good time. Within seconds, the familiar guitar intro to a song she very much loved started playing. She turned to him and smiled.
Kurt Cobain did the speaking for them.
"Come as you are, as you were,
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend, as an old enemy
Take your time, hurry up
The choice is your, don't be late
Take a rest as a friend as an old memorie..."
"You know..." Jason began. "I feel like I've known you for ages."
She smiled.
"Yeah, me too"
He took her hand and brought her closer. She closed the distance between them with no complains. He stroked her hair. She watched his face approaching till it reached a certain distance and then she closed her eyes. She felt his lips on hers. He softly kissed her botton lip. Next, he kissed her deeper and she opened her mouth so he could slip his tongue inside.
He held her gently, his arms around her shoulders. Her hands were on his waist and she pulled him closer.
She deepened the kiss. It was hungry, passionate and she could tell he was heating up. She could feel it, pressed up against her. Before he could pull away to hide it - Gwen well knew Jason was the respectful kind of guy, he'd want to make sure nothing had to happen if she didn't want to - she let her hands slide down to his butt and rubbed it sensually.
He backed them down onto the couch, she on top of him. She started unbuttoning his pants, but stopped when she noticed he was trying to retrieve something from his pocket. A condom. After he was done, she resumed her task. They didn't have time to remove all of their clothes. Gwen took off her jacket, her pants and panties. While she removed his boxers, he played with her. Gwen moaned with her eyes tightly shut and rubbed herself harder against his hands.
Once the condom had been put on, he entered her and she held on to him, groaning as millions of thoughts rushed through her head.
How was that gonna make things better? It proved to be a plan doomed to failture, in the past... This time wouldn't be any different. But, for now, it was the best she could come up with. Hah... little genious at school and such a dumb ass when it comes to boys. Oh, all the wrong decisions.
Jason entered her each time quicker, each time harder, untill he couldn't hold it any longer. He came and relaxed all of the muscles in his body he could control. Gwen remained on top of him for a while, legs wrapped around him. Tears flowing unnoticed to him.
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Michelle and Cameron were walking around the pool. He was holding her hand and she nervously wondered if he could feel just how sweaty it was. They've been talking and talking for what seemed to be ages. She knew he was everything she had always looked for in a boyfriend. He was smart, sweet, sensitive, funny... and he also went to an all boys school. For some reason, that made a difference for Michelle. At some points she could almost feel he too was nervous to be around a member of the opposite sex.
"...and we met because Jason goes to school with the others and his mom and mine are really good friends. We used to hate each other's guts when we were younger though. I was the little fragile boy and he was the punk trouble maker, if you know what I mean."
Michelle giggled.
"Sounds like Gwen and me. Once when we were 6 we were sent to the principal's office because I finally got sick of her pulling on my piggy tails and said that those who mess with reverend's daughters go straight to hell. She was really upset, she even cried. And when it comes to Gwen, that's something you don't get to see many times!"
Cameron laughed.
"You're just a little girl full of surprises, aren't you?"
She smiled.
"I guess I am"
He looked at her for a while and she just knew he was trying to think of a good thing to say to try and get a chance to kiss her. Her heart was pounding, she was almost scared he was going to hear it. He stopped walking and so did she.
"By now it's no surprise that I like you, right, Michelle?"
"I guess..." she shrugged, adoringly.
"Well, I do."
Her mind raced. Was she supposed to say it back?
"I- I like you too"
He came closer. 'OK, ready or not...' she thought to herself.
"You do?"
She nodded. He smiled brightly and she nervously smiled back. His hand let go of hers to rest on her waist, while she held his arms. He caressed her there and looked into her eyes. Slowly, he closed his and leaned closer. She quietly panicked and closed hers.
His lips found hers. He kissed her gently, softly. Michelle didn't know what to do. She tried her best to kiss him back, but all the while she couldn't stop thinking how... weird that feeling was. 'Oh, damn it, am I biting him?' Michelle couldn't stop thinking about her conversation with Rachel. It calmed her down and terrified her more at the same time.
He broke away and she opened her eyes. His were still closed. He tilted his head to another side and kissed her again. She closed her eyes, nervous. Oh, she was so pathetic... That whole scene was so pathetic, she thought. At least he looked like he was nonetheless still enjoying it. Man, boys are sure weird!
She felt his tongue brushing onto her lips and so she confusedly parted them. The little intruder explored inside and looked for hers to play with. She let them caress each other, too busy thinking how big her mouth seemed to be to actually enjoy it.
They finally broke and he smiled at her. She smiled back, uncomfortable, not knowing what to say. She self-conciously wiped the corner of her lips, still moist with his saliva, with the sleeve of her sweater.
Talking and kissing were all they did that night.
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Rachel stared at the text message Ross had sent her a couple of hours before while the others talked on the background.
"Hey Rach! Just a few days to go now, can't believe how much I miss you. Monica, Chandler, Phoebe, Joey and Clare are saying hello. Love you. Ross"
Where were they that moment? Did that mean they were all together somewhere? Having fun, just like they did when she was there? Sometimes ignoring the fact life went on back in Long Island helped her facing the days in England. Yet somehow it always came back to bite her in the ass!
She called him. After a few rings, he picked it up.
"Hi sweetie"
"Hey you..." she melted.
"How are you?"
"I'm okay. You?"
"Just the same..."
"What are you doing?"
"Out with the guys"
"Oh..."
"You're being missed"
"Sure..."
He could feel the sadness in her voice.
"Hey, I'll be there on friday. Just six days to go...!"
"I can't wait that long"
He sighed.
"I'm sorry, there's nothing you can do" she quickly added. She didn't want to bother him, but it just seemed like too much.
"I wish there was. I'd do anything for you, you know that, right?"
"I do"
"Good"
"Just tell me you miss me, then"
"Oh, Rach, of course I do. I miss you so much, sometimes I don't think I can make it through another day!"
She smiled, though she was teary eyed and her heart was shrinking.
"Never ever doubt that, ok?"
"OK... It's just... this guy was saying, well, basicly that I was naive to think you wouldn't be enjoying yourself there"
"Rach... you know that's not me"
"Yeah, I know"
"And I hope you got his name and adress, because once I'm there I'm gonna kick his ass!"
Rachel laughed.
"You always manage to make me laugh, don't you?"
"I'm serious, Rach, I-"
"Ross?" she cut him.
"Yeah?"
"I love you"
"I love you too.."
"Now I better hang up... Dad's gonna kill me for this"
"Tell her you were calling Monica or he might just use this as an alibi and kill me too"
Rachel chuckled.
"Well, if he needs a reason to kill you, let it be for the things you'll do to me once you get here!"
She giggled and heard him chuckle in surprise.
"Rachel...!"
"OK, better hang up now"
"Right"
"Bye"
"Bye, honey"
She hung up with a refreshly recharged smile on her face.
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Helen was exploring the house. Long ago she'd gotten bored of everything and just wished they'd all get enough of what they'd come there to get so they could go home earlier. Her sister was supposed to pick them up and they'd set a time, but she certainly wouldn't mind to be picked up sooner. She looked at her watch, it was almost midnight. Michelle's parents had stablished she should be home by 12:30am, so it wouldn't be much longer untill they could leave. Thankfully.
She opened doors that always led to empty rooms. She had already paid a visit to the t.v. room, the dining room, two bathrooms and a private gym. She'd learned the house to be Jackie's, her parents had made a fortune over the last few years in the advertising business. Yet Jackie seemed to remain the simple girl Helen figured she should have been before. Simple was indeed the word to define her, thought Helen.
The next door she opened revealed something Helen didn't expect. It was a game room and a big pool table was placed at the center of it. Sitting on top of it was a girl Helen didn't recognise. In front, kissing the unknown girl wihth fierce passion, was Jackie.
Helen gasped outloud and it was only then the girls realised they had company and pulled apart.
"Oh, uh, I'm- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt, I-"
"Wait, Helen!"
Jackie's words stopped Helen from walking away. The other girl hopped off the table, embarassed.
"I'll see you girls around later"
She made a quick escape. Helen stood there, uncertain. Jackie looked at her.
"Look, it's no big deal. I-"
"Hey, no, it's- it's okay, I'm totally cool with that, really"
"Just... don't tell anyone, please?"
"Sure, I- I won't tell"
Jackie sighed.
"Really, Helen, it's no big deal, relax, ok? So I like being with girls sometimes!"
"You don't owe me explanations! Now if you would just tell me where the bathroom is..."
Jackie just stared at her for a while.
"Fine, I'll look for it myself!"
Helen walked away, but Jackie chased her.
"Helen!"
"What?!" Helen turned around.
"I just wanna tell you that I'm not a lesbian! Please don't tell!"
"Are you kidding me?? Then what the hell were you just doing in there?" Helen completely disregarded the fact she'd just recently met Jackie.
"I like being with girls sometimes, what's the big deal? I like guys too, this is just for fun, they know it! I don't see anything wrong with that!"
"Then why can't I tell anyone?"
"'Cause not everyone can open their minds to the possibility that it doesn't fucking matter!" Helen watched as Jackie paced around a bit. "If you ask me, this whole love bullshit is way overrated and I hate the fact I'm supposed to somehow just fit in this little plan that I didn't even have a say in!"
Helen sat down on a couch, frustrated herself.
"Tell me about it...!"
Jackie looked at her and smiled weakly.
"So I guess you do know what I mean"
"You could say that again"
Jackie sat on the pool table across from Helen.
"So, can you keep it a secret?"
"Sure..."
"Thanks"
"Mind if uh... Mind if I ask you how did this happen?"
"Gabrielle. One time like a year ago we got drunk and... well, you know"
"Wow"
"Promise not to tell anyone what I'm about to tell you?"
Helen smiled, curious.
"Sure!"
"We have a little... tight group... who gets together once in a while. Boys and girls."
"Wow. Isn't it... risky though?"
Jackie rolled her eyes.
"We're not stupid!"
Helen thought for a while.
"What are you thinking?" Jackie questioned.
Helen looked at her and blushed.
"Just... how sometimes I can't help but... wonder"
Jackie laughed a girlish laugh.
"Honey, I think at least once in a while everyone does. But not everyone has what it takes to actually do it"
"True"
The girls kept looking at each other intently for a very long time. Jackie knew Helen didn't want to say it. At this point things just seem wrong and playing a victim's role seems like the easiest way to face the new experience. So she stood up and sat next to Helen. She moved one of her hands up Helen's left tigh untill she heard her sigh. They looked at each other again and Jackie kissed her.
Kissing another girl was so much different than kissing a boy. And then again... it wasn't. Jackie's lips were soft, her face was so smooth, her hands gentler than those of any guy that had ever touched her. She tasted fantastic. The sensual breathing sounds started turning her on, but before she could get carried away...
"Helen!!! Helen, where are you?? Your sister's here!!" came Gwen's shouts from outside.
The girls pulled away.
"I- I gotta go" Helen breathlessly said.
"Ok"
"We'll... talk later?"
"You bet" Jackie smiled at her.
Smiling back, Helen left.
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"Where were you??" questioned Rachel the minute Helen reached the doorway. The girls were all there waiting, Michelle holding hands with Cameron and Gwen near Jason.
"Hm, entertaining myself. Now, let's go!"
Cameron pulled Michelle closer.
"I'll call you tomorrow"
"OK"
He kissed her and Rachel watched it from the corner of her eyes. Seems Michelle had got the hang of it! Oh, how she missed that...!
Jason gently atempted to get Gwen's hand, but she pulled it away, cooly.
"I'll see ya some other time" she told him and tried her best not to feel devastated for causing that look he now bore on his face. She failed her task. She practicly had to crawl her way to the car for her conscience was too heavy.
They all said their goodbyes and the girls approached the car. It was amazing to see how many feelings mixed in that tiny little vehiacle.
"How was the party, girls?"
"Great / Good / Fine"
Those adjectives would never be accurate enough to define that evening.
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Hmmm. Yeah. Feeling kinda weird here. Sincerely hope you like it... I'll develop things with time, don't worry. I realise this is coming out way too quickly. It's supposed to be this way, really!
Now... reviews?? :D