"Spring Break—The Vacation" Kathlyn didn't think she'd get away with it. A whole week spent abroad with the woman she loved, just the two of them set against the backdrop of a springtime Finland—it sounded incredulous. Her present caretaker surely wouldn't allow it—after all, she had forbade Kathlyn to live with Leena any more until she graduated, so why would she ever give her a week's worth of privacy and free time? Of course, all this sour thinking only made Katt's heart jump higher when Bernadette said yes, and she gave the older woman such a tight hug that even her toughened body felt crushed. Parkin was actually packed and ready to go in a manner of hours, easily fitting her entire life in just two large suitcases. Bernadette couldn't help but smile as she watched the young lady wait in anticipation. Leena had offered to take Parkin with her on her annual vacation to her home country sometime around the Christmas season, and she agreed without hesitation. She had three months to come up with a way to convince Miss Marbel to let her go, and hearing her Headmistress give her permission was possibly one of the happiest moments in Katt's life. A whole week together with dear Leena, where they could do as they pleased without work or school getting in the way! It actually made Kathlyn short of breath (more so than usual), and she had to calm herself down with her inhaler. One day, she swore, I'll free myself from this thing once and for all. She took it with her too; Leena had a way of making her breathless. The love-struck girl literally jumped when she heard the doorbell ring and bolted so quickly that even Blake would've been impressed. Bernadette wisely distanced herself from the area, not wanting to distract the two lovebirds with her overbearing presence. No doubt Leena would feel a little guilty if she saw her boss standing there, watching her temporary "daughter" be taken off by a handsome suitor on a date. They would most likely want to hug and kiss a little as well, so Bernie's absence was also due to her consideration. Besides, how could she say no? Despite their age difference and their academic relationship, Katt and Leena looked too perfect together to oppose. Since Leena didn't want to pay for long-term parking, she had gotten an understanding friend to escort them to the airport. Kathlyn smiled at Miss Cerio and waved; the three were on the road quickly, sharing sparse conversation the whole time. Spring was just starting to wake the world up, although the thermometers argued different. Kathlyn had worn a jacket and packed a coat, but Leena swore Finland would be the perfect temperature, in spite of its relative proximity to the North Pole. She said the coastal lowlands were particularly fertile, and the beaches were not to be missed. "When we get on the plane, I'll give you a little book that should explain everything," she said. "What about language? I don't speak Finnish or Swedish." "Ah, you'll have me around!" she exclaimed, giving her girlfriend a nudge. "Don't worry, I won't leave you in the dark. I will be happy to interpret!" "She certainly is gifted in foreign tongues," added Abi rather saucily. "Why, when we were seeing each other, she always had the cutest way of pronouncing things..." "Oh, hush!" snapped Leena, slapping the driver's arm. Abi laughed and kept her focus; Katt turned a little pale. She knew of Leena's brief romantic relationship with the math teacher, and still wondered to that day why the two had broken up. Abi was so much prettier, smarter, and more sophisticated than she was, plus she was open and honest, and gay in the purest sense (she also was attracted to women). Leena noticed her condition and looked serious. "You okay, hon?" "Uh, y-yeah, just a little nervous. I've never been on a plane before." "You haven't?" Leena grinned wildly and gave her girlfriend a passionate stare. "Oh, sweetheart...you don't know what you're missing. When that big hunk of metal flies off the ground and soars into the sky...whew! There's nothing that compares. Of course," she said directly to Abi, "our wild nights of sexual promiscuity are a definite exception." "Oh, hush!" snapped the driver, slapping Leena's hand. Leena laughed and gave Katt a wink; she blushed heavily and smiled. Abi embraced them both when she dropped them off at the airport, telling them to be careful and behave themselves. Leena said they'd take care, but as for their behavior... Cerio laughed and wished them a wonderful time, then scurried off to her next destination, the cruise she and the other teachers were taking. Now that they were alone, Katt and Leena looked at each other, smiled, and held hands. Going through the airport terminal was a long, mostly quiet affair, one that involved plenty of paperwork and quiet anticipation. Their luggage was placed on a conveyor and taken to the plane; their small carry-on bags they held onto, both of them containing a snack, something to read, and a secondary distraction. The two women wound their way to their gate and waited for their plane to board. Kathlyn had been called aside randomly for a thorough screening, and stood still and compliant as the security guards checked her everywhere. Her belt went off, and so did her inhaler, but otherwise she was cleared, although a little stirred from the trouble. Of course she knew it was standard procedure, and couldn't blame airport security for being cautious. After the events of a certain day in September, everyone was a little more careful. Kathlyn knew she was lucky for sharing a seat with her beloved. Somehow they had beaten the odds (or else they were seated together deliberately) and managed to share a space; Leena even gave Katt the window seat, even though she wasn't really supposed to do that. Oh well. For a long time the plane did nothing, even after the passengers had boarded. Kathlyn cracked open her book and read restlessly until, an hour later it seemed, the vehicle finally lurched to a start. "About five more minutes," said Leena, squeezing her hand. Kathlyn looked out the window and saw little but the runway moving gradually. The plane was getting ready to take off, but it took longer than she thought it would. At last the great mechanical bird sped up to an unbelievable degree, faster than anything Katt had felt before, and then... WHOOM!!! There was no other way to describe the thrill of a heavy mechanical body rising into the atmosphere, except through an awesome silence. Kathlyn felt like she was going into space, and hummed to herself "Thus Spoke Zarathustra", the only thing she could equate to the majesty of liftoff. Leena was much more casual about it, having done this several times before, so she was content to leave Kathlyn alone in the thrilling shock of it all. At last her girlfriend snapped out of it, stared at Leena with eyes wide open, and breathed out an exclamation. "That was incredible!!" "Told ya," she grinned. ......... Kathlyn didn't much like the landing (way too bumpy), and having her ears pop several times as the plane flew in and out of turbulence was something she didn't want to repeat again. But at last they had arrived, taking their time across the Atlantic and Western Europe, finally here in Finland, only a few hours left in the day. It was already dark by the time Katt and Leena got off the plane and into the airport. They had eaten en route, but Kathlyn was hungry again and Leena wasn't stopping for snacks. Rather, she plucked her cell phone from her purse and was soon speaking into it, slipping completely into her native language. Katt was left out to dry. Finland was not quite as cold as she feared, probably because they were in the lower part of the country and it was spring, but it was still chilly enough for her to huddle inside her jacket and seek the warmth of Leena's side (who, by the way, was unfazed by the cold). The older woman was on the phone for awhile before she hung up and returned to using a language Kathlyn actually understood. "It won't be long now. We'll be home soon." "Oh? I'll get to see your parents?" "Yeah, I called my mother and told her we had arrived. I called her earlier while you were sleeping and told her when we'd be here." "I slept? I could barely keep my eyes closed. It was so noisy on that plane." "I know, but you slept anyway, if only for a few seconds. I dozed off too." A break in the conversation. Kathlyn shyly reached out to take her teacher's hand, and Leena smiled as it squeezed over her fingers. She was clearly a little worried about being seen "together", even though nobody save Leena's mother and father would even know about them. Back in the States they had to be careful; would the same care have to be taken here? "Leena," spoke the younger girl very shyly. Leena could see Parkins' concern and leaned in to give her cheek a kiss. "Yes, dear?" "What're your parents like? I mean, you told me they were okay with your being gay and all, but...um...I mean, will they accept me?" "I don't see why not." "But, I mean, I'm a whole lot younger than you are. Won't they think you're just spending time with a...kid?" "They won't have a problem with it," Leena assured her. "And actually I told them all about the two of us earlier. I mean, they are expecting me to visit them with my new girlfriend in tow. And don't worry about our age difference. For the last time, Katt, please don't worry about that. I've had flings with women much further spaced out in age than you." "Oh? Like what? What was the biggest difference?" Leena made a sad face that was trying to be happy, or maybe the other way around, and slipped her hand out of Kathlyn's grip and into her pockets. "Twenty years," she answered. Of course Kathlyn was alarmed; that was old enough to be her mother! "Twenty years?! Holy crap!" "What can I say?" said Leena, shrugging sadly. "I was in love, stupid and blind and so young. She was forty-three, but she looked fifteen years younger. God, she was wonderful sometimes...but she ended up breaking my heart." "...Oh." Kathlyn couldn't help but feel jealous, even though many years had passed since those days, and Leena clearly had feelings for her now. "But still, twenty years? How did you..." "Oh, we were like reckless kids. But looking back, it was for the best that we ended things. I could have lived my whole life with Stephanie—that was her name—and not cared about the years, but...if I had, I would never have met the real love of my life, the third-time's-the-charm princess who swept me off my feet, blew me over, and picked me up before I could fall. Naturally I'm referring to you." Kathlyn grinned and turned pretty red as Leena (she felt) exaggerated. They didn't say much else while they waited for Leena's mother to pick them up, except for a few things Kathlyn wanted to know about her girlfriend's family. Anita Katajisto, Leena's mother, was a dreamy-faced, strong-looking fiftysomething Finnish woman with graying blonde hair and wrinkles so defining and carefree that they actually made her more lovely. Like her daughter (and husband), she spoke fluent English and smiled with delight as she got out to look at her daughter's new love. After a few seconds of toothy investigation, she walked over and gave Leena a bear hug, kissing her thrice before greeting Kathlyn. Feeling shy and unsure, Katt wanted to settle on a handshake, but got embraced and even kissed as well, once on each cheek and a little friendly peck right on her lips. "Beautiful!" exclaimed Mrs. Katajisto, looking Kathlyn right in her face. "She is every bit as lovely as you say, Leena. But she's so thin! You've not instructed her well?" "Katt's...not the physical type, ma. She's got asthma." "Oh, that's right, how dumb of me to forget. Well, she looks very lovely, and not nearly as young as you said. And such pretty eyes!" Leena's mother smiled widely and couldn't help but stare at Kathlyn's icy blue eyes. This made Kathlyn very nervous, but if Leena was going to do something, she would've already done it. Luckily the social hour continued on the road as Mrs. Katajisto drove the two ladies from the airport to her home, though much of the conversation was in Finnish. Poor Kathlyn felt like a fish out of water as the two women yammered on, and resigned herself to staring out the car window until somebody spoke directly to her. "How do you like Finland?" asked Anita, her accent thicker than her daughter's. Kathlyn smiled shyly and answered. "It's a little cold, but really bright and clean. I don't really mind the chill; I guess it'll go away soon." "Chill? What chill? The weather's perfect outs—oh, that's right, you're used to warmer climates. Sorry I forgot. Leena—" and then more words in Finnish. They exchanged thoughts until another query came up: "Leena tells me she'd like for you to move in with her when you graduate. Are you looking forward to this?" "Yes ma'am. Um...are you, uh, okay with me being, you know, so young, and your daughter's student?" "I've never questioned her judgment before. Leena has always seemed to love the right person, except for that one time. I'm glad Steph's no longer in the picture. Did she tell you about Stephanie?" "Mm-hmm, and Hana as well, her friend." "Ah yes, Hana." Mrs. Katajisto sighed wistfully, her voice drooping as her face drooped. "I thought they'd stay together all their lives. I even had the poor girl calling me mother! I was about to plan their wedding when I got wind that they were breaking up." "Long-distance relationships aren't really that great," added Leena with a smile. "We split ways because we were...splitting ways, literally. I had my teaching job and there was no way I could refuse, so I left poor Hana to find other lovers and she did the same to me. I stand by my choice now." She grinned and clearly winked at Kathlyn, even reaching over to touch her thigh. Kathlyn turned red, but didn't discourage the contact; in fact she held Leena's hand and kept their fingers entwined during the whole ride. It was so dark and so late by the time they all arrived that Kathlyn and Leena only had time to eat before they settled in for bed. Leena's old house, now occupied solely by her parents, was a beautiful small two-story building nestled in a quiet neighborhood. Its interior was decorated with plenty of framed photographs, vases, lots of plants and enough lamps to ensure the darkness would never triumph. Leena's father was still at work, but by the time he would come, supper would be ready and so too would be their appetites. Even though Kathlyn was an honored guest (she was told to make herself at home sixteen times throughout her stay), she volunteered to help cook. Dinner that evening would be small and practical, just enough to tide everyone over until breakfast, so it was not so much cooking as it was a good way to make hasty acquaintance with a certain girlfriend's mother. There is not many better ways to get to know someone than to cook with them, especially in a small kitchen. Mrs. Katajisto learned a few other things about her daughter's girlfriend, and tried her best to make her feel at home, smiling and listening as she spoke, even treating her like an adult and not a kid. By the time everything was ready, Kathlyn was more at ease, and prepared to meet her girlfriend's dad. Mr. Leopold Katajisto was a tall man even compared to his tall daughter and tall wife. He was the kind of man who was rough and wild, but charming and loving to boot; he reminded Kathlyn of Ernest Hemingway. He looked like the sort of man who could wrestle bears and laugh, or walk a tightrope and whistle, or juggle knives and sing. He gave Kathlyn a bear hug that was almost painful, and kissed her hand instead of her face (although he did kiss Leena in the same manner her mother did). The two of them prayed over the meal—Leena seemed to participate by closing her eyes and holding hands—and dug in quietly, no television in sight. A normal person would've found the silence deadening, but for Kathlyn, whose own house was filled with noise, it was as delicious as the meal. After supper, Leena excused herself, kissed her parents again, and told them she was going to bed. Kathlyn was given the option of staying up late or sleeping, but in her heart she wanted to be with Leena. It had been so long since they shared the same bed! The feel of beautiful Leena's warm, gentle skin against her own, those needy lips, the gentle eyes, the seductive smile and the hair, everywhere, laughing and tickling and moaning so sweet... "Uh, sorry," she told them, falling back on a more practical excuse, "but I'm kinda tired and I have jet lag. Maybe tomorrow." Leena's parents understood and let her go. Kathlyn had no idea where her girlfriend's room was, but she knew it was on the second floor, so she waited until she saw a sign. One came to her quickly, from out of the bathroom, her hair all let down to its shaggy, yellowy, fluffy beauty, and she was quite breathtaking as well. Leena smiled at Kathlyn and invited her into her old room, a place not quite bare since the older woman used it annually. Once they were inside they shut the door, and Kathlyn stood stock still with her eyes bulging as the demi-goddess Leena Katajisto undressed. She didn't go all the way, she just took everything off except her underwear and a T-shirt, but the mere sight of her standing there like that made Parkins' heart pounce. She felt the overwhelming desire to take her beloved right there and then, ravishing her wildly as if she were a prisoner just now set free. Of course she didn't, she was paralyzed, but it was a near thing. Leena turned around and gave her sweetheart a penetrating smile. "Are you going to sleep in your clothes?" "Um...no, uh..." "Well, get undressed, silly! Come on, what're you worried about? We've been naked together before." "Yeah, but...it's been awhile." As she said this she took her clothes off, nearly everything except her underwear—that included her shirts. Now clad in naught save a bra and panties, she gave her love a more confident smile, maybe trying to seduce her as she walked over and turned off the lights. Leena felt herself melt from watching this heavenly creature, and could barely utter her next words. "Yes...it has indeed been awhile." ......... Kathlyn was happy to wake up in Leena's arms, even if they were in her old room. She ached to cuddle with the gentle, cute woman, but as soon as Leena noticed her, she rose out of bed. Katt groaned for her company and made a reaching gesture; Leena just smiled. "Oh, we can get cozy later, sweetheart. Right now I'd like to spend time with my family. Come on, let's have some breakfast." Kathlyn forced herself out of bed, looking not quite so attractive anymore, and tumbled into Leena's grasp. Poor Leena laughed as she caught her girlfriend and rubbed her bare skin until some life came back. "Listen," she said softly, "we've got the whole week to spend together, and soon we'll have the rest of our lives. Believe me when I say I'd like nothing more than an early morning make-out session, but it can wait. Besides, we can't have sex all week; we have to do something constructive. Erm, more so." "What do you have in mind?" she said, looking up. Leena winced. "I think maybe we should brush our teeth. You've got Angel Breath, but I must smell like an old crocodile." Kathlyn grinned and leaned up to kiss Leena briefly, saying there was nothing wrong with her scent. They went to the bathroom anyway, brushing their teeth and washing their faces. When they could kiss again, the result was much more pleasant. Kathlyn glared at Leena with aggressive passion as they embraced. "I think I'll take a shower," she purred; "wanna join me?" "I...I'd love to." "Then what're you waiting for?" Kathlyn deftly freed her beloved from the confines of the small white t-shirt, and in no time at all they were naked and underneath a spray of water, Leena the victim of a young woman's uncontrollable hormones. Kathlyn wanted her, now, and would have her no matter what—not that Leena minded the sudden rise in her girlfriend's spunk! During breakfast, Leena suggested that they all spend the day together, her parents and Kathlyn. Mom and dad liked the idea, but had to convince the young doubtful Miss Parkin that they did indeed want to be around her and to accept her. She was okay with the idea of being with them, it'd just take time for the whole thing to sink in. She was afraid that her girlfriend's parents would somehow disapprove of her, one way or the other, but the Katajistos were so liberal that it took her of guard. When breakfast was over and everyone was dressed, Anita and Leopold asked Katt if she wanted to go anywhere. "This is my first time in a foreign country," she admitted, "and except for visiting Helsinki and the beaches, I wouldn't know what's here." The two of them looked at each other and smiled, saying they would think of something nice. The morning was very bright and still a little chilly, but it wasn't unbearable, and Kathlyn barely needed a jacket. The foursome walked instead of drove, since Ma said it was good exercise and their destination wasn't far. They were headed to an art gallery. On the way, Ma and Pa (as Kathlyn was encouraged to address them) told their daughter's "sweet new girlfriend" a lot about Finland, and about themselves. Finland had quite a system of lakes; they covered nine percent of the whole country and extended through the central Lakeland to create a system of labyrinths, some of which they would later visit. Most of the country was forest or swamps, but thirty percent was barren Artic tundra (this too they'd visit, to see the nomadic Lapps herding reindeer). Later, Kathlyn would learn why Leena seemed smarter than she looked: Finland had high educational standards, and illiteracy was almost unheard of. Leena had attended one of the universities to study ballet and phys ed, but her true dream was cut a little short with the advent of her teaching career. The art gallery was actually pretty cool. Kathlyn herself was a bit of an artist (as Mrs. Keys could attest), so she could appreciate the things she saw in there. More than once she had wanted to sneak off with Leena and neck in some private spot, but the older woman was right: they'd have more time for that. Just being with her was enough; slight touches, whispers, and gentle stares gave every moment brief little jolts. The quartet had lunch in the gallery and then walked off to an outdoor concert they had bought tickets for. They all sat together on lawn chairs and were entertained for a few hours (Miss Parkin was too entranced to think of much else). It became dark soon, and even though she knew it was going to happen, it still alarmed Katt. She was used to seeing the sun sink down later, even in the winter. Of course, Leena herself had been in the states long enough to almost forget, but she didn't want to embarrass herself and so said nothing. She huddled near her girlfriend and gave her a small (albeit public) kiss on her cheek, as if it was the most normal thing in the world. Imagine Kathlyn's surprise when nobody stood to gawk! "This isn't America, darling," Leena reminded her. "We can get away with a little bit of public affection. Of course, we're not going to make out in the streets, but..." Kathlyn giggled and kissed Leena back, then placed a quick, bold smooch on her lips. "I love you," she whispered needily. "Can we hold hands?" "S-sure," she stuttered, her face a little red. Whether her parents saw her was irrelevant; she wanted to take this angel's hand and keep it close. With the dark now almost complete, it was difficult to see, so the Katajisto family and their guest headed home. This time, vowed Ma, they would make a dinner worthy of their new guest. Dinner was good, and since she had left early for selfish reasons, Kathlyn stayed up and chatted with Leena's parents, even when Leena herself left. What wonderful, hearty people they were! Leena clearly got her strength, good nature, and beauty from them both (Mr. Katajisto must've been a heartbreaker in his youth), but her love of ballet came strictly from mother. Anita had been a ballet instructor for many years, and had performed for nearly as long. It was in a ballet where she met her husband— "But that," she said, "is a story for another night. I, for one, am tired. Leo, what about you?" "I've got some books to read," he said. The two touched hands and slowly slipped away, a sweet sign of affection to Kathlyn's eyes. She excused herself from "Pa" and went upstairs to join her beloved. When she got to her room, a...surprise was in store for her. Leena was completely nude and sprawled on her bed, breathing gently and waiting for the arrival of her dear-heart. Kathlyn stood petrified in the doorway as her lover, her teacher, her goddess in human form laid there, chest rising and falling hypnotically with each intake of breath. "Katt," whispered Leena huskily, "hi. Come here, won't you? I need you so badly." Of course, Miss Parkin was more than willing to comply. ......... On the third day, Leena told her parents she wanted to spend the whole day just with her girlfriend. They understood and gave her free reign of the town, provided she "come home before curfew". Giggles abounded, and so, after breakfast, the two lovebirds made their way outside. Leena had gone and done something rather sweet, and bought ballet tickets for the both of them. It was a production Katt had never heard of, nor could she even pronounce, but she was glad to go anyway and couldn't wait. They spent most of the morning shopping for appropriate dresses—and oh what fun it was to have big, tough Leena try on so many pink, frilly, girlish dresses! Somehow she made them work, even with her size and mass. Perhaps that sweet smile of hers helped. "In two days we'll go up north," she said while they shopped. "Mom and dad want to see the Lapps before it gets too warm, and I'd like to take a chance with the Aurora Borealis." "You mean I could see the Northern Lights here?" "Yeah, we're just right about in one of the best areas for it. I'm not gonna guarantee anything, because it's not like we can just turn them on and off at our will, but I...have a feeling we'll strike it rich." Kathlyn grinned and gave Leena a hug, one she was only too happy to return. They mostly walked around and talked for the rest of the day, Leena telling her sweetheart about her parents, wisely straying away from talk of her two past lovers. Even she could tell that Kathlyn was uncomfortable hearing about it, not that she had anything to worry about. Leena was hers, completely and absolutely, and there was nothing that would break them apart. "I do wish you'd just accept it, honey," Leena said to her on the way home. "I'm free to choose who I love, and I choose you. Trust me, I love you with all my heart, and I'm so happy we're together. Stop degrading yourself; you're a princess in my eyes." "Sorry," she said, grinning sheepishly. "I guess I'm just suspicious if something is too good to be true. And you are so very good to me..." They both smiled and risked a kiss, not necessarily a good thing to do while driving. Luckily, only Leena's pride was damaged, though her ears could've gone without all that honking... When it came time to leave for the performance, Ma Katajito insisted on taking a picture of the lovely couple. The two "lovebirds" had already seen each other in their dresses—Katt in a sleeveless ice-blue dress to match her eyes, Leena in a sexy red dress that knew what to show off and what to hide—but Ma and Pa hadn't. When they both descended the stairs, they looked like great balls of ice and fire, and several photos were taken. The ballet itself was fairly dull, but it gave Kathlyn an excuse to sit next to a beautiful woman, one she loved so much, and hold her hand for two hours and more ......... Day four was uneventful for a long time. The routine of breakfast, washing up, and lounging around in the morning air was beginning to become commonplace, and though Kathlyn liked sitting around doing nothing but reading and watching TV she couldn't understand, after awhile it got dull. Leena promised her they'd go somewhere after lunch, but for now she wanted to take things easy and rest. Kathlyn finished her book quickly (in privacy, because her sweetheart would definitely be a distraction) and grew bored of TV, and so told Leena she'd go out for a walk. Ma and Pa were at work, leaving the two of them alone, but what things they might've done together in that time were best left to the imagination. Leena made soup for them since she really couldn't cook anything else, and while they were eating she finally discussed what the plans were for that day. The two of them were finally going to the beach, but not just any beach, she said—a nude beach. Kathlyn took the news fairly (by merely pausing and staring at Leena questionably), and stopped eating to really let it sink in. Leena knew she'd react that way and smiled gently. "Don't worry, we won't be the only ones there naked." "I-I know, I'm just..." "Uncomfortable? You can relax, sweetie; you've got nothing to be ashamed of. You've definitely got nothing to be ashamed of." "Yeah, but..." "Earlier this morning you had a hard time keeping my clothes on, let alone yours," she commented. "And now you say you're embarrassed? It's a nude beach, honey; you'll relax in no time once you see all those other bodies." "That is partially what is so concerning," said Katt with a dark blush. Leena laughed and reached out to reassure her. "Come on, it'll be fun and relaxing. You won't even notice it after awhile. C'mon, I'll drive." "How do we...get there? I mean, not driving; I mean our clothes. Do we drive all the way there naked?" "Of course not. You and I can take some bathrobes, or we can undress and keep our stuff in a locker. I've been there before; it's a really nice place, and totally not sexual in any way." She had to say a few more things to convince Kathlyn to go, but had the most success with the "Do you have anything better to do?" line and the ole reliable, "I'll bring the special suntan lotion with us." Even so, Kathlyn didn't want to go wearing just a robe, so they put on the bare amount of clothes possible, packed towels and other essentials, and were off in a quarter hour. Having never been to a nude beach before (or for that matter, a beach period—at least not one in many years), Kathlyn didn't know what to expect. Men and women wandering around, their genitals out for display, their hindquarters flashing shamelessly, lustful eyes wandering here and there, perversions everywhere? She braced herself for all this and more, but had to admit she also felt very adventurous. Nudity, even in her own room, was taking a more sensual position in her life now that she discovered her new sexuality, and being naked outside—a simple childish fantasy—especially with Leena, filled her veins with a thrilling rush. She held her beloved's hand until they got to the women's changing room (at least these were separated), and quickly, bravely, went about her duty. Leena smiled without a bit of shame at Kathlyn as they turned to face each other again. Seeing one another by moonlight or starlight was one thing, but here out underneath the sun, amidst the general public (Finnish and open-minded though they were), was entirely different, as different as the nights and days themselves. Kathlyn was quite red by the time she trod out, naked hands clasping onto her lover's fingers, waddling without a thing on in the thick of the beach. It was scandalous and almost painful in its eroticism, and she couldn't help but blush, or wince, or make a face when another naked body swept past her. Everyone was probably older than her here, but they had the minds of adults and even artists, people who could appreciate being without "restraints". She failed to take it all in before they found a spot to roost (and in fact never fully took it in, nor would she ever, no matter how long she stayed). Leena Marjanna Katajisto never failed to be sexual, even if she didn't mean it. Kathlyn stared as her lover sprawled out on the bed of sand, nestled safely on a white towel, stretched until her breasts looked nearly flat, and let out a sigh of contentment. Her pubic hair, trimmed just a little, looked a few shades darker than the sand and Kathlyn found herself aching to do very unladylike things with it. She resisted and sat down next to her love, wondering if it was okay of her to start rubbing suntan oil all over that exquisite skin. "Oh, I almost forgot!" Leena exclaimed, seeing the bottle. She smiled at her lover and said, "Glad one of us has some sense. I better have some oil on me before I crackle up. Would you mind?" "I would love to," said Katt in her most seductive voice. Of course, up until meeting Leena, she had been quite a shy, unpredictable, reserved person, certainly not one to dabble in romance or its relatives; but then again, love and kindness can do many things, especially if they come from a person who was, quite frankly, perfect for her. The oil was white and cold; Leena hissed and even let out a little moan as her lover's palms and fingers touched her skin, and might have even blacked out from time to time. If anybody had any objections to the two females attending to each other, they certainly didn't express them. Kathlyn's turn came too soon for them both (time usually does rove along speedily in the process of sexual massage and other matters), and ended far too soon as well, even though it was safe to say that Leena took her time with the younger woman. They laid out under the sun for an hour, roasting their chests and bellies first, then flipped over to get their backsides and spines tan. They hardly spoke except to say a few words; it was one of those times, and places, and days that really didn't require a conversation. After their tan, they took a small walk and ended up wading together in the water. Katt was still surprised to find nobody groping anybody else, not even those who were together, and wondered if anything sexual ever happened at this place. "Probably," Leena said to her, "but most likely at night, and not when there's many people around." She then made a promise to Katt to bring her to a "regular" beach on their last evening, so they could hold hands and walk the shores underneath star and moon, and perhaps go skinny-dipping in the cool air or even have outright sex right in the sand. It was something to look forward to, but for now they were both occupied with the brighter aspect of things. And soon, when they came to shore and dried off underneath the gay sun, Leena noticed something she never expected. "Oh my God!" she yelled out happily. She stood up quickly, beaming the sun's rays out from her own face, and reached out to embrace (Kathlyn observed) a very beautiful, very naked woman. Her face turned red and her ears burned just by watching, and she stayed paralyzed as the two jabbered to each other in Finnish. This was clearly a friend of Leena's, possibly her best friend, her first lover called Hana (that name certainly came up a lot, so Katt merely deduced it). Hana, if that's who this was, also had a standoffish young woman as a companion, though her hair was long and way, something dark between brown and black. She watched her companion yak patiently, stealing glances at Kathlyn to share a knowing smile—as if to say, "Well, our friends have certainly forgotten about us." At last Leena addressed Kathlyn again, weaving in and out of Finnish with amazing skill "Katt," she said to her, "this is my best friend, Hana Milovos. Hana—" and then more words in her native tongue. So, it was her ex-girlfriend! A pang of jealousy forced its way into Katt's lungs, and would not be expelled. Leena had harped about her relationship with Hana before, sometimes even forgetting that Katt was in the same room. She always declared herself freed from her ex-lover's binds, and now swore fealty to her, but still... The only thing she could do was watch and feel left out. Leena explained that Hana couldn't understand or speak English, so she offered to translate. Katt really didn't want to socialize with the older woman, not even if she had her own girlfriend and was now just a friend of Leena's. She knew she was being foolish, but her young heart was frail and, perhaps, the closer you are to a person, the less space you desire to separate them from you. Hana was at least polite, and said how happy she was that Leena was in love with "a proper woman" this time (not sounding unlike Ma and Pa). She even expressed some modicum of jealousy, which didn't seem to upset her own companion (Katt didn't learn her name, but was informed that the two were indeed a couple). Leena openly kissed Hana on the mouth, but it was a friendly peck and not the lover's embrace Katt was used to receiving. They separated after that, each one promising to keep in touch and wishing the other good luck with their girlfriends. Leena had a refreshing smile on her mouth when she returned to her girlfriend's side, but knew that her inattentiveness was going to cost her. With a sigh, she knelt down and caressed the gentle hands of her lover. "I know, I know. But it's been years since I've seen her. I knew she had a girlfriend, I just never saw her or met her. And she looks fantastic; they both do. The years have been kind to them." "...I'm being a pain in the ass, aren't I?" Kathlyn said; "What with all this jealousy. I know I shouldn't, I just... God, I'm sorry." "Don't be." Leena drew her in and kissed her forehead. "That stuff between us...happened a long time ago, when I was younger than you. We've been apart for about eight or nine years now, and I don't plan on looking back. She seems quite happy now with that lover of hers, and I, of course, am like a clam." Kathlyn smiled shyly and kissed Leena, then decided to do something very sweet and looked her right in the eye. "I love you," she whispered, "so deeply, Leena. And I will try hard not to be jealous the next time." ......... The pillow talk they had that night, and later that morning, was sweet but personal and private, meant only for them to hear. Since it was nearly the end of Spring Break, and they would be forced to return to their normal lives soon, Kathlyn and Leena wanted to take their time with the fifth day—which means they had quite a hard time getting out of bed! Most of that day was spent driving north to the tundra, where groups of reindeer, mostly wild, wandered the vast frozen plains with only natives to herd them. The family went further north after lunchtime and was able to make it pretty far up by the time night came. As promised, Leena and Katt cuddled together in the frost, watching the clear night sky for signs of celestial fireworks. Their efforts were not put to waste; the Northern Lights came and did not disappoint. By the time everyone came home again, it was so late it was almost morning. The final day was spent packing and preparing for the plane ride home, even though it wasn't leaving until the next day. Katt and Leena had an early flight and wanted to be prepared. They also spent quite a few hours with Ma and Pa, and walked through a small town, and as soon as the sun was gone the two lovebirds drove out in search of an isolated place to fulfill their fantasies. Even though they would be leaving the house before dawn, and the country itself before breakfast, they wanted to enjoy the moment and everything it had to offer. First they kicked their shoes off and paraded slowly across the shores in their bare feet, then removed all their clothes and splashed around in the water, and finally, they fulfilled their desires and made sweet, sacrosanct love underneath a blanket of glittering lights. When Kathlyn awoke alone in her bed in Miss Marbel's house several days later, she would've called it all a dream were it not for the souvenirs she had purchased, or the sly, soft stare Leena always gave her from then on out.
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