Part 3: Mina
The next day, Wednesday, Lita did not speak to Amy. All through breakfast she stared blindly past her when she set her plate down in front of her, when she herself sat down to eat, and as she chewed in a total silence that was broken only to politely answer questions from Mina and Serena.
"It's going to be another beautiful day today, what do you say we all go to the beach?" Mina suggested.
"Sure." Was Lita's unenthusiastic answer.
"Lita, are you ok?" Serena, seemingly sensing Lita's much changed attitude from yesterday, asked with concern.
"I'm fine." Another bland answer.
The two of them must have decided not to press the issue, as neither said another word to the chef while the group ate in a surprisingly uncomfortable silence. Amy tried to keep her eyes on her plate.
The eggs are under-cooked, and my bacon is burnt. Did she do that on purpose?
Every now and again she would half-glance up at Lita. She was staring at her plate as well, and was picking at her food.
Serena, probably in a bid to banish the awkward air at the table that morning, broke the ice with a question. "So…what time do we wanna go?"
"I guess we can head down around 2ish. It'll be warmest around then." Mina answered with what seemed like relief.
"Don't forget to wear your new sandals. I'd hate to see them not get used after the price you paid for them." Raye teased Serena with a laugh.
"Hey, they were twenty-percent off, and they look gorgeous!" The blonde retorted with a pout.
"Well, you'll certainly have to show them off when you get to the beach then. We'll make a celebrity out of you yet, Serena." Mina observed with a chuckle of her own.
The three women started talking, joking, and laughing. Just like old friends should do, but Amy and Lita both stayed silent, unwilling to make eye contact. At one point, Amy glanced over at Mina, and noticed that she was giving her a puzzled look.
She knows somethings wrong…oh, God…did Raye tell her about Lita and I having sex? Did she tell her what happened last night?
A menagerie of images flew through Amy's mind. The warm water of the pool, Raye's husky voice: "For old time's sake?", the feeling of the raven head's tongue on her, her tongue on Raye…
"Amy?!" a loud voice brought her crashing back to reality, and she shook her head.
"Huh?"
The hail had come from Mina. "Do you want to take my Honda, that way we have three vehicles this time?"
Amy was puzzled. Why would they need three vehicles? They had been fine yesterday with just two. The look that Mina was giving her, however, convinced Amy not to argue so she nodded.
"Ok."
The rest of breakfast went by pretty much the same. Raye, Mina, and Serena did all of the talking and eating, while Amy and Lita stared at their plates in silence and picked away, barely eating anything (Amy mostly because the food on her plate was almost inedible). After the three chatty women were finished, Amy tossed out her own plate and retreated to her room. There she lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling fan as it too seemed to stare down at her in indignant judgement. She felt almost as stressed as she would have been at work. Why was Lita so angry with her? Was it because she didn't go see the movie? That seemed rather childish, and not Lita's style. Had she found out about her and Raye? But how? The more she thought about it, the more she realized that it was quite possible that Raye herself might have told her. After all, she was always pretty comfortable talking about sex, unlike Amy who her friends jokingly called a 'prude.'
There was nothing prude about what you did to Raye last night. The voice in her head disparaged her.
But we aren't in a relationship. Lita knows that. This was just a summer fling, an extended one-night stand! It's not like I cheated on her last night! We're not dating!
"She's always really liked you, you know?" Raye's words to her in the car echoed through Amy's mind.
It's not just an "extended one-night stand" to her. It was the most intense mental debate Amy had ever had, and the voice (was it her guilt? Her conscience?) was winning.
No, it isn't is it? Jesus, she really loves me. She thinks this is her chance to get me back. To finally convince me to love her.
But Amy knew how it would end. The life of a doctor was demanding. The life of a celebrity chef was demanding. They would exist as one, but on opposite ends of the country, on opposite ends of the world essentially. Amy had tried to have relationships, but they all ended the same: with angry words and suitcases full of clothes being tossed out of a window. A good doctor had to devote themselves to their patients. There was no room for lovers. In the end, it would come undone, just like everything else…
A knock on the door caused Amy to jump a little, and her eyes flew open.
Did I fall asleep?
"Yes" she squeaked.
The door opened and Mina stuck her head inside.
"Hey, are you about ready to go?" she asked.
"Is it two already?"
"Yep."
"Shit, yeah, just…give me a minute."
Mina nodded and closed the door. Amy hopped out of bed and began to change into her bathing suit.
Was it all a dream? She wondered as she dressed.
No, as soon as she slipped on that tight spandex suit, the sensory memories of her and Raye's 'session' in the pool returned. It had all been real…too real.
The weather was terrific, just as Mina had said it would be. The sun beamed down upon it's domain, unobstructed by even a single cloud, adrift in the sea of blue sky. The sound of surf hitting hand, seagulls crying, and children laughing reached Amy's ears as she exited the car. Mina and Raye had ridden together while Lita rode with Serena. Amy had ridden alone. The group made its way down to the beach and, after setting up their blankets and beach umbrellas, Serena made straight for the water. Mina followed soon after, leaving Lita, Amy, and Raye alone. The air was so thick with tension, you could cut it with a knife and the world would have rebounded. Amy sat under one of the umbrellas, while Lita sat opposite from her, still refusing to make eye contact.
"So…either of you two gonna go swimming?" Raye inquired.
"I…" Amy began, but Lita cut her off.
"I'm going for a walk." The brunette announced before swiftly getting to her feet and marching off down the beach.
Amy watched her go, a sick feeling in the pit of her stomach. How long could this go on? Surely not till the end of the vacation. It would kill the bluenette to have to leave with such bad blood between them.
You have to talk to her.
"You look great in that swimsuit." Raye's compliment drew Amy's attention away from Lita's retreating back.
Amy grinned. "Please, I'm probably the most conservatively dressed of our whole crew." She noted modestly.
"Well, it was certainly hot enough for me yesterday." Raye replied with a wink.
Amy blushed. "Raye…"
"I know, I know…it was a one-time thing. Don't worry, we're on the same page."
Amy sighed.
I wish it was that easy for some other people.
Raye saw the worried look on her face. She stood up and stretched a little. "C'mon, let's go swimming. It's not good for you to be sitting here all alone with just your thoughts."
Amy's first inclination was to resist, but she decided that Raye was probably right. Swimming would provide a helpful distraction. The raven head smiled broadly as Amy got to her feet.
"C'mon, I'll race you." And with that, she started pounding across the sand and toward the waiting, white capped water.
"Hey, no fair!" Amy shouted as she started running, "You got a head start."
Raye just laughed. "Is that going to be your excuse when I win?"
"Oh my God!"
They were both laughing then. Raye reached the water first of course and, after running a little way in, dove headfirst into the waves. She resurfaced after a minute, her hair slicked back by the water. Amy followed, though she did not dive in, but instead chose to slowly inch her way. She was in it up to about her waist when Raye swam over and sent a wall of water careening across her face.
"C'mon, what's the matter? Kitty cat don't like getting wet?"
"Raye…stop…Raye…" Amy couldn't help but laugh as she began throwing splashes back at her aggressive friend.
"Is this a private war, or can anyone join?" Mina's question announced her entry into the battle as she began splashing Amy as well.
They all laughed, splashed, and swam. It felt terrific. Amy lay on her back at one point and floated aimlessly through the, surprisingly, cool ocean. It felt so nice to just drift. No worries, no cares, no hospital, no Lita…just Amy and the water surrounding her, like a mother swaddling her infant in a blanket. She closed her eyes and just drifted, and drifted, and drifted…
How free the ocean must feel. It flows where it wants, it takes the shape of whatever it wants, and it bends rock with its own iron will. Sometimes Amy wished she was as free as the ocean.
A hand grabbed one of her feet and tickled it. Amy giggled and squirmed before opening her eyes. Mina was floating next to her.
"There's the Amy I know." The blonde said with a smile of satisfaction.
"Am I not how you remember me?" Amy asked with a grin.
"People change, that's to be expected." Mina replied, "But…to be honest…I don't remember you being so broody."
"Broody?"
"Yeah, what's up? You've hardly said more than a handful of words today. What's wrong? Does it have something to do with Lita? You two have been acting strange around each other lately."
Mina had always had a talent for talking about sensitive subjects. Others used to say that she had a "therapist's tone," and she spoke with such care and understanding that, in high school, people she didn't even know her that well would come to her to talk about their problems. More often than not, it was for relationship troubles. She hadn't been given the moniker "Venus" for nothing. As Mina looked at her expectantly, Amy decided to unburden herself.
Who better to seek advice from on matters of the heart than the goddess of love?"
"Things are…awkward…between me and Lita, because…because…"
"Because you two slept together." Mina finished for her.
Amy's cheeks turned crimson. "Did Raye tell you?"
"She told me she saw you two in the kitchen, yes, but I would have been able to figure it out anyway. When people share intimacy, it leaves a certain air between them. I know that you and Raye had sex. She didn't even have to tell me; I just knew the second you two sat down at the dinner table last night."
At these words, the crimson spread to the rest of Amy's face, and she covered her eyes, unwilling to meet Mina's.
"Sorry…I…sorry…"
Mina put a comforting hand on her shoulder. "It's alright. I'm not angry. That's how Raye is. She's let's her passion rule her actions. On the positive side, you have to admit, it makes her a goddess in bed."
Amy actually laughed. "Yeah…I guess."
The reassuring look on Mina's face suddenly turned serious. "But Lita may not see it that way."
"Does she know?"
Venus shrugged. "I haven't told her anything, but I can't speak for Raye. Although, to her credit, she's been uncharacteristically subtle about the two of you. I was able to pick up on it just because I've always had a talent for sensing that sort of stuff."
"Then why is she so angry?"
"Maybe she's just upset because she loves you, and you aren't allowing yourself to love her back."
"Mina, I can't, I…." Amy struggled to put her argument into words. She stayed silent for a moment, trying to gather her thoughts.
"You…you love your career right? You love your music, your fans, all of that…"
"When they aren't trying to steamroll me for an autograph, sure. My art is everything to me."
"Well, that's how it is at the hospital. A great doctor focuses all of their passion onto their patients. There's just no room for anyone else, believe me, I've tried."
Mina stayed silent, a thoughtful expression on her face. For a good minute they drifted in the waves while Mina pondered. Finally, Amy could take it no longer.
"A penny for your thoughts." She pressed the blonde haired love expert.
"I think this is a conversation you need to have with Lita. Get you both on the same page, or at least the same chapter."
Amy sighed deeply. "Alright." She agreed quietly.
I sure hope you're right.
"Thanks for listening, Mina."
"No problem, you've helped me through some tough times too, remember."
Amy did.
It was their second year in college. After one agonizing year in the college dorms, Amy had managed to locate an apartment for herself only a few blocks from campus. One night, as she sat up late working on a paper, she received a phone call.
"Amy, it's Mina. Can I come stay the night there?"
"Of course."
It was not the first time. Mina and Raye's relationship had always been a rollercoaster ride. Sometimes they were up, sometimes they were down, and the puffy red eyes and tear streaked cheeks of her friend were enough to tell Amy which they were at the moment. Mina sat down and went on a long, tear-filled diatribe against Raye. Amy listened dutifully and rubbed the blonde's back. After she was done, they went to bed. Mina's one-night stay turned into a week as the fights and screaming over the phone dragged on. Amy did her best to be a good hostess, making breakfast, lunch, and dinner for the two of them, watching movies with Mina that made her laugh (she had the most beautiful smile), and providing a shoulder to lean on when the tears fell from those impeccable blue eyes.
One week became two weeks; two weeks became a month; one month became two. Others might have considered Mina as overstaying her welcome, but Amy found that she was glad for the company. It got lonely sometimes, being all alone in that apartment. Sure, she hung out with her friends, but it had been some time since she had found someone to share her life with. She and Mina would spend hours talking, and Mina always provided sage advice whenever Amy needed it (she was very wise for her age). By about the third month, Amy found that she looked forward to eating breakfast with her new roommate, and watching movies and laughing together in the evening.
Then, the day came.
Raye arrived suddenly at the apartment door. She and Mina retreated to the bedroom, and Amy sat out in the living room and listened to the shouting and arguing. They went on like that for about an hour, and then things got quiet. Finally, the pair emerged, and Mina saw her girlfriend off with a kiss.
"I take it you two have patched things up?" Amy inquired.
"Yeah, I think so." Said Mina with a smile, "We're going to get a place together."
"Great." Amy made no effort to hide the disappointment in her voice.
Mina cocked her head to one side. "What's wrong."
"Nothing, I'm happy for you…" and without another word she retreated to her bedroom. For a while she just lay there, silently weeping. Soon the loneliness would return, the isolation.
Amy decided to assuage the despondency the best way she knew how. She reached into her nightstand drawer and withdrew a vibrator, stripped down to her birthday suit, and proceeded to make love to herself while doing her best to mute her moans. She didn't get very far into her 'onesome' however, before a knock on her bedroom door caused her to hastily withdraw the object and hide it under her pillow.
"Yes?"
"Amy, may I come in?"
"Sure."
Mina entered and climbed into the bed beside Amy. This was nothing new, they had shared the bed before over the past months, and the medical student was not even embarrassed by the fact that she was naked. They had long been comfortable enough with each other to walk around the house in various stages of undress. For a while Mina just lay beside her, not saying anything. She gently reached one arm around and pulled Amy closer to her. They lay there, spooning, while Mina gently stroked her hair. Amy struggled to process the emotions she was feeling. She felt so comfortable in those arms, so…loved.
"Are you lonely, Amy?"
The question provoked something within her. Amy burst into tears and began sobbing like a child. Mina hugged her tightly and continued to stroke her hair.
"Shhhhh, shhhh, it's alright. I'm here."
Amy wasn't sure how long they stayed like that. It didn't really matter. She wanted to spend the rest of her life in Mina's caring, loving arms. She was the goddess of love, and showed it. As her tear ducts ran dry and the sobs began to subside, Amy turned her face toward Mina's. She stared into those eyes…those eyes…so filled with care. She leaned up and captured those soft, luscious lips in a kiss. She could not stop herself. Some part of her mind screamed at her that it was wrong, that Raye and Mina were back together, that this would only complicate their friendship. Despite all of these rational thoughts, however, her lips continued to dance over Mina's, and the blonde did nothing to stop them. In fact, after what seemed like some initial surprise had subsided, she returned the kiss passionately. Mina's hand ran up Amy arm, which was still gripping the vibrator that was hidden under her pillow. Venus found the tool and pulled it out, staring at it intently.
"Let me help you." She whispered.
And help her she did. Mina used the vibrator on Amy, and Amy used it on Mina, and when the batteries ran out, they used their hands and tongues. It was one of the most passionate nights of Amy's life. When the sun rose, they had one last breakfast together, and discussed their night together. Amy, for her part, just wanted to know where they stood.
"You are one of my closest friends Amy, and I love you. But I love Raye in a different way than I love you, and I want to be with her. You will always have a place in my heart, though. Remember that."
Amy did.
Despite Mina's prodding, Amy could not bring herself to talk to Lita. Even after she came back from her walk and sat under one of the umbrellas, watching the other girls swimming, Amy couldn't find the courage to approach her. It was the uncertainty of it that made her the most nervous. What did Lita know? If she didn't know about…certain things…should Amy tell her? The more she wondered, the more anxious she got, and the less inclined she was to try. Mina kept giving her glances and gesturing toward the lone brunette.
Now's your chance, talk to her. Amy could hear Mina's voice in her head, as though the blonde was psychic.
Try as she might, however, no progress was made. Finally, Mina approached Serena and Amy as they were floating around in the shallows just off the beach.
"Raye is starting to feel a sunburn coming on, so I'm going to take her back to the house." She announced.
"I have sunblock if she wants some." Serena offered.
"No, I think we're just gonna go home. I'm sure you three will figure out the car arrangements." As Mina spoke these last words, she stared pointedly at Amy and placed a great deal of emphasis on them.
She understood fully. "Ok."
Mina headed off, hand in hand with Raye, toward the parking lot. Serena watched them go with a particularly puzzled look. "What was that about?"
Amy just frowned and shook her head. Frankly, she didn't really feel like talking about it. The latter's face formed into a frown of its own.
"You know you didn't used to be like this." She observed.
"Like what?"
"I don't know so…depressed."
Amy burst out laughing. "You think I'm depressed?"
"You've been real quiet since we got here with this look on your face like the worlds about to end and you're the only one that can stop it. You used to be more laid back and…I don't know…less stressed."
Amy sighed and nodded. "You're right there. Things have definitely gotten a lot more stressful since I graduated college."
"Why?"
"Just a lot more demands on my time. Being a doctor isn't easy. It's a very stressful profession."
"Life is as stressful as we make it."
"Ha, that was always your motto, wasn't it Serena?"
"And it's a good one too. You can't let it all get to you Ams, it'll drive you nuts. You gotta stop and enjoy the little things in life."
Amy stared out at the boundless horizon. "There are no small things in the world anymore." She muttered.
"No, there are. You're just looking at them so closely that they seem big."
Was that the problem? Had Amy just gotten into the habit of scrutinizing things too closely? Maybe this whole thing with Lita was not as bad as it seemed. Maybe she didn't even know about Raye. Maybe she was just angry because Amy wasn't willing to give her what she wanted most: the bluenette's heart. Perhaps she had been blowing this all out of proportion.
"Thanks Serena." She said before swimming off toward the beach.
"Wait, for what!?" the blonde called after her, now very confused.
Amy didn't bother to answer. She was too focused on the task at hand. There could be no more avoiding it. She marched up the sand to the blanket where Lita was sitting and stopped, staring down at the brunette who still refused to look up at her.
"I'm going back to the house. You wanna come with me?"
"No thank you, I'll ride with Serena." Lita replied politely enough, but with a clear icy undertone.
"Lita, please, this will give us a chance to talk about things." Said Amy, almost pleadingly.
"I said, no!" Lita's voice took on a biting anger as she finally looked up at Amy. Those green eyes were filled with anger and hurt.
Amy might have argued, but the second her own blue irises made contact with Lita's, she felt her courage drain away like water in a leaky barrel.
"Ok…ok…" she held up her hands defensively and backed away.
Brilliant…just brilliant. You handled that quite well. Amy chastised herself as she headed for the car.
After drying herself off as best she could, the doctor hopped in and started the journey back to the home away from home. All along the way she could not shake her sense of failure.
That was your best chance right there, and you blew it. Mina went through all of that trouble to set it up. It's probably the reason why she told you to take the car in the first place.
Amy sighed and switched on the radio.
Maybe a little music will take my mind off of things.
It was not music that greeted her, however, but a loud fanfare followed by the announcement: "And now for the afternoon news: An update on the earthquake that occurred yesterday in the north; authorities are saying that this is the worst quake in decades, with hundreds of thousands of dollars in property damage while the dead and injured lists continue to climb. Local hospitals are swamped nearly to the breaking point as more and more survivors are recovered daily. More on this story as it develops. In other news…"
Amy, a horrified look on her face, switched the radio off, unwilling (or unable) to hear more. As she did so, images of mangled bodies buried under rubble filled her head. This was accompanied by a sickening realization.
The quake happened yesterday? My God, I had all of those texts and voice messages. The hospital has been trying to get in touch with me, and I just ignored it.
The feelings of guilt and failure within her grew tenfold. She had failed now, not only as a friend and lover, but as a doctor. How many patients had died because she had not been there to help them? How many would perish just in this next hour alone? She had been too busy afloat in a bubble of nostalgia, thinking about her carefree teenage years, and worrying about relationships that had long been over. The reality was that she had responsibilities now, she couldn't just ignore them. By the time she pulled into the driveway of the house, Amy was resolved to call the airport and buy a ticket on the next available flight home.
But first I need a shower. Amy thought as she ran a hand through her hair, which was gritty with sea salt from the rapidly evaporating water. She opened the door to the house.
"Oh Mina!" the cry slammed into Amy's ears before she even had one foot through the doorway.
Amy glanced through the archway that led into the living room. Raye was lying on her back on the couch with Mina positioned between her spread legs, thrusting roughly. Amy took note of the black straps that ran around the blonde's thighs.
She's wearing a strap on, isn't she? Jeez…
Neither of them appeared to have heard her come in, because Raye was still moaning while Mina went right on thrusting, and even leaned down to capture one of Raye's nipples in her mouth. Amy slammed the front door behind her. That did it. Both women looked over at the doorway.
"Amy! You're back!" Mina exclaimed, pushing herself off of Raye.
"No, please, don't stop on my account." Said Amy, her voice dripping with annoyance.
God, this is the second time I've walked in on them doing this shit, haven't they ever heard of a bedroom? She was in no mood for it this time.
"What about Lita?" Mina inquired as she picked up one of the blankets lying nearby to cover herself. Raye did the same.
"She chose to stay at the beach." Amy replied bluntly as she walked past the couple and toward the back door, "Don't bother yourselves, I'll go take my shower outside."
She made her way around the side of the house to the outdoor shower and stripped off all but her bathing suit before turning the valves. A steady, pleasantly strong but not to powerful, stream of water jetted from the head. Amy felt the water and adjusted the hot and cold nobs as necessary until it was just right. She sighed deeply as she stepped into the stream, the water cascading down her head and over her body. For just one moment she could forget everything, the hospital, Lita, Mina and Raye's activities (which she hoped they would have the decency to move to a more private setting by the time Amy came back inside), and just enjoy the feeling of the water caressing her skin.
"Enjoy the small things in life." Serena's motto flashed across her mind.
But don't forget the responsibilities either. The voice was back, and it brought with it the images of the injured earthquake victims. She frowned and opened her eyes.
"Mina!?" Amy nearly jumped a foot in the air when she opened her eyes to find her friend standing before her.
"Amy, are you alright?" Mina asked with concern.
"Yeah, you just really scared me." Amy glanced down and saw that, not only was Mina completely naked, she was still wearing the strap-on. It was a strange, purple colored object, shaped sort of like a cucumber, with a blunt rounded tip and a bit of a curve upward. The bluenette blushed. "Why are you…what are you…" she stuttered.
Rather than answer, Mina stepped into the shower stall and grabbed Amy's bottle of shampoo.
"Turn around." She ordered.
Despite having an odd feeling about where this might be headed, Amy did as she was told. Mina gathered a generous helping of the shampoo and lathered it up before rubbing it gently, almost sensuously, across Amy's back. Amy sighed and leaned her head back, her eyes closed. It felt amazing. Mina's hands caressed Amy's bare back as they not only washed it, but massaged it. She was better than any masseuse that Amy had ever been to. Eventually, those hands made their way northward.
"I need to get your shoulders." Mina whispered before tugging the straps of Amy's bathing suit down over them.
Amy felt the semblance of a protest form in the back of her mind as Mina not only pulled down the straps, but the entire upper half of the swim suit, exposing her breasts to water. It died on her lips, however, as a long moan took its place when those silky soft hands began rubbing her shoulders. They lingered there for a while before moving back down her, now exposed, back and to where the suit had gathered, an inch or so above her butt. Amy sighed the whole way. Then, they played across her sides, tickling her ribcage as though it were a marimba, and Mina was a musician of the highest caliber. In a way, she was. She was playing Amy like a flute. By now the tingling sensations had begun to run more southward, and a dampness that was not just due to the water was beginning to form between the bluenette's legs.
God, she's turning me on…
Amy gasped. Without her even noticing, one of Mina's hands had snaked upward and was now gently cupping one of her breasts, giving the increasingly hardened bud at the tip a squeeze. Amy's back arched, and she moaned as she pressed back into Mina, whose own stiff nipples were pressed against her back.
"Amy, look at me."
The doctor turned her head to stare into those blue orbs. So many emotions were playing through them: sympathy and care, but also lust and…love.
"Amy…" Mina whispered in a voice so soft, it seemed to be made of the essence of clouds, "…please, let me make love to you."
The words whispered into her ear shot straight down to Amy's nether regions, and before she'd even fully mentally processed the request, she nodded. Mina smiled.
"How do you want it? Like this?" She gently pushed Amy forward a little. The latter gasped once more when she felt the long, hard shaft of the strap on rub against the petals of her precious flower through the swimsuit.
"Or this?"
Mina pulled her back up and turned her around so that she was facing her, and lifted one leg up into the air a little before bringing her hips forward. Another gasp, and even a small moan, left Amy as she felt the tip of the toy press at her entrance through the spandex. By now her mind was utterly spinning. She didn't care how or where Mina did so, as long as she tookher. The goddess of love did not move, however. She seemed to be awaiting an answer.
Unable to make up her mind, Amy huffed, "B…both…"
Mina grinned. "Very well."
Those magic hands gripped the sides of the crumpled up suit and, with some assistance from its wearer, pulled it the rest of the way down those slender legs, where it was left discarded to drown in the water. Both women were now completely naked before the world and each other. Mina stepped back and gazed over Amy, like a tourist taking in the view of a gorgeous sunset over a tropical beach. Then, she moved forward and gently kissed her lover on the lips. Amy returned it enthusiastically. Mina's hands returned to her breasts, but rather than play with them, they gently pushed her until her back hit the wall of the shower. One hand went to the right thigh and, after caressing it lovingly, lifted it up. The other slid between them, down and out of Amy's sight. She knew where it was heading, though. Mina bent down a little while it guided it's charge straight and true.
"Ah!" Amy cried out as she felt the tip of the purple toy penetrate her.
Mina paused to allow her to adjust to the feeling. After a minute or so, she pressed onward until almost every bit of the purple rubber was sheathed within her friend. Then, she withdrew, slowly, before firmly, but gently, thrusting back in. Before long, the two found a pace they were comfortable with, and Amy's moans grew in length and volume. It felt amazing. She had shared her bed with both men and women, and while both had their pros and their cons, nothing satisfied the bluenette more than when she felt truly full. Every now and again, Mina would press a loving kiss to Amy's lips, which she returned gratefully. Sometimes, those lips would make their way to her neck, or to her breasts and nipples. Each sensation added to her growing ecstasy. Her orgasm came quickly.
"Mina…yes…yes…OH GOD!" Amy shrieked as she came, her walls clamping down on the object that was the source of her pleasure.
Mina slowed her thrusts down, allowing her lover to ride out the waves of pleasure. She paused then, and stared into Amy's eyes. For a moment they said nothing. They just panted and stared at one another. Finally, Amy gave a small laugh and turned away.
"What?" inquired Mina with a smile of her own.
"Nothing, it's just…you really are the goddess of love." Amy replied with another laugh.
Mina's eyes glazed over with lust once more. "We aren't done yet." She whispered, before swiftly spinning Amy around, bending her over a little, and thrusting the dildo into her awaiting folds once more.
Amy squealed in surprise and delight.
About three orgasms later, Amy was rubbing soap across Mina's back while the latter washed her sunny blonde hair. The strap-on had finally been given a rest, and was lying in a puddle of (mostly) water just outside of the shower.
"So where did this come from?" Amy asked curiously as she glanced down at the toy that had spent the past hour or so inside of her.
"I bought it back in college as a housewarming present for Raye just after we moved in together." Mina replied with a whimsical smile, "We spent our first night in the new place breaking it in."
"So you've kept it all of this time?"
"No, Raye did. She brought it with her and we decided, since we had the house to ourselves, to give it one last adventure."
"So how does she feel about you coming out here and fucking me?"
"We did not 'fuck,' we made love. There is a difference." Mina reminded her with an admonishing look.
"Either way, are you sure Raye is ok with it?"
"Considering that she had you eat her out in my pool, don't you think that might be a little hypocritical of her if she wasn't?"
Amy shook her head. "I guess I just don't understand the deal between you two." She admitted.
"I love Raye with all of my heart, and she knows that, but I love you too Amy. You were in distress, and I wanted to help you. Just like that night I helped you before I moved out. Plus, I wanted to teach you a lesson."
Amy grinned and blushed a little. "You wanted to 'punish' me for being so bad with Raye?" She asked naughtily.
"No." Mina turned to face her, and the deadly serious look on her face caused Amy's own smile to fade. "I wanted to show you that passion and love are malleable. I love Raye. I love her and want to spend the rest of my life with her. She is the woman who I have given my heart to, even if we may never be able to be together forever. Yet, despite that, I was able just now to make love to you as passionately as if you were that woman. Do you see?"
Amy shook her head. What was Mina saying? That she loved both her and Raye?
I love them both as my friends, but I'm not looking for a relationship with either, and certainly not a ménage a trois.
Mina sighed deeply and closed her eyes. She was deep in though, trying to find a way to explain the knowledge she was trying to impart in a way that would make sense. Her eyes snapped open, suddenly, and Amy could almost see the reflection from the lightbulb that was going off in her mind through her eyes.
"You once asked me if I loved my pop career. Well, now allow me to ask you the same question: do you love being a doctor?"
The question broke open a dam of emotion so deep, that Amy was momentarily stunned into silence. Did she love being a doctor? Her mind's immediate response was to go over the stress, the long nights, and the pain of informing a patient's loved ones that they had moved on. But the more she thought about it, the more the positive aspects were brought to the surface: the feeling of pride when a patient left those hospital doors feeling as healthy and brand new as the day they were born, the smiles and tears of joy from relatives and family when they were told that their son, brother, mother, aunt etcetera, was "going to be just fine," and the satisfaction of knowing that someone would live another day by the fruit of her efforts. Perhaps it was all worth it just to feel that pride of a healer who had succeeded in their work and would always be honored by those they had healed.
"Yes…" Said Amy slowly, "…yes, I do."
"You said that a good doctor has passion for their patients. That passion does not just have to be for them, Amy. Do you see? Just like my passion for Raye, and for you."
Amy was finally catching on.
"There's room for Lita too." She muttered.
"Yes." Mina's face shined with relief. Finally, her message was getting across.
"You need to talk to her, Ams. I know you two didn't get a chance today, but don't give up. Would you give up on a patient?"
"Never."
"Then never give up on her."
Amy smiled. "Thank you, Mina…for everything."
Mina returned the smile and the pair embraced in the chaste hug of friendship. After giving the bluenette a little squeeze, Mina exited the shower and scooped up her toy.
"I better wash this off." She noted, turning the object over in her hands before looking back at Amy and giving her a wink, "I imagine Raye and I are far from finished with it."
Amy laughed. "Just promise me you two will be in a bedroom when I come back inside."
"Sure thing. Maybe this time we'll use Serena's."
"Ha, I'm sure she wouldn't mind." Amy said sarcastically.
Mina just shrugged and headed toward the corner of the house. She stopped, however, and looked back at her blue haired friend.
"Remember, passion is not solid. It's free flowing, like water." And with that, she was gone.
Amy held her face up to the shower, allowing the water (which by now had grown rather cool) to flow down it.
Free flowing like water… She thought.
...like the ocean.