Vodka: Strawberry

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age.

**Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes.

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Lexia Lindstrom wiped at her tears as she sat at the wobbly kitchen table to write out another 'Thank You' note. For a brief moment, she cursed the damned table; one leg was shorter than the other and no matter where one sat, the table rocked slightly.

"The flowers were truly beautiful; I know my mother would have loved them,' she wrote.

A few months later, the Shipping Line's insurance company was still trying to wait Lexia out. Thankfully, though, Lexia's mom, Roxy Lindstrom had been good friends with Amelia Waters. The young, beautiful attorney had assured Lexia, she would take care of everything. At present, Lexia's rent and utilities were being taken care of by the Law Offices of Richards, Pellichet, and Jones & Associates. They were also giving Lexia eight hundred dollars a month for groceries and other incidentals.

"Two more months. Just two more months of this crap," Amethyst Boudreaux declared, flopping onto Lexia's couch.

"Uh huh. And then what?" Lexia asked, pulling the covered dish from the refrigerator.

"Then freedom! And, no more of Marla's stupid shit of 'Hey Rocky' and..." Amethyst said.

"Uh huh, and no more 'Lezzy-ah' and...God damn I just hate that little blonde bitch Marla my-shit-don't-stink Tooms," Lexia snarled.

"Hey, when you get that settlement? Maybe we can put a hit out on her, huh?" Amethyst suggested and the two girls giggled. "So, what you making?"

"Told you; Santa Fe wraps," Lexia said.

That morning, Lexia had taken two fat leg quarters, mixed together some lime juice and olive oil, thoroughly coating each piece. She then combined salt and pepper, fresh cracked black pepper, not that stuff out of the tin, some cumin, some garlic powder and some red pepper flakes. Each piece was coated with the spices and placed into a covered dish. The covered dish went into the refrigerator and had marinated while Lexia and Amethyst were at school.

Now, while a large cast iron skillet heated on the stove, Lexia diced up some onions, bell pepper and one jalapeno pepper. Dropping a tablespoon of vegetable oil into the skillet, Lexia scraped the contents of the cutting board into the sizzling skillet. While the vegetables cooked, Lexia diced the chicken into uniform pieces.

While the chicken and vegetables sizzled and popped in the cast iron skillet, Lexia made a chunky salsa and a creamy guacamole. She stirred the chicken and vegetables then heated some corn tortillas on a flat cast iron skillet.

"Would have taken my mom the whole day to do all that," Amethyst praised as Lexia scooped the contents of the cast iron skillet into a large ceramic bowl.

"Next place I get? Going have a gas stove," Lexia declared.

"And a better table? This one sucks," Amethyst said as they sat at the wobbly table.

"Hello? New York Times? Hi, uh, my friend Am? Yeah, she just said something real obvious...you're sending a reporter right over?" Lexia said, pantomiming speaking into a cell phone.

"Shut up," Amethyst said.

"Yeah, I know the table sucks; my mom's grandmother gave it to her when she got kicked out of the house," Lexia reminded Amethyst.

While they ate, Amethyst looked at her best friend, her only friend. When they'd met as frightened eighth graders going to the overwhelming and confusing Kimble Academy High School, they'd gravitated toward one another, taking comfort in their shared misery. At that time, Lexia had been short and stocky. Lexia was still short; she was only five feet one inch in height, and was still ten, fifteen pounds overweight, but those pounds were now in Lexia's chest and buttocks.

"Thought guys liked big boobs," Amethyst thought, watching Lexia's braless breasts jostle and jiggle underneath her snug blouse.

Lexia's whitish blonde hair reached almost to her waist and bounced in her ponytail as she spooned salsa onto the tortilla. Her blue eyes were brilliant and expressive; Lexia would never be a good poker player. Her face was pale and narrow, with a slim nose and pouting lips.

Amethyst glanced down at her own solid physique. She had long brown hair; it reached down to her calves and she wore it parted in the middle. Her big round eyes were a warm brown, her nose was a round, snub nose and her mouth was a button mouth. Her chest was a 32C chest and at present, she could feel her nipples poking against the thin material of her blouse. Her waist was a thirty inch waist; diet, exercise, it just didn't seem to help. Her hips were thirty three inches; Amethyst thought she had a fat ass even though Lexia kept assuring her that her ass was perfect for Amethyst's four foot, eleven inch frame.

"You know the rules," Lexia said as they finished eating their supper. "Ain't having no chicken bones and skin stinking the whole place up."

"Yeah, yeah," Amethyst smiled, clearing the wobbly table.

"And now..." Lexia said when Amethyst returned from throwing the garbage bag into the apartment complex's dumpster.

"Huh?" Amethyst asked, shutting the door of Lexia's apartment.

"Party!" Lexia whooped, putting a half-gallon bottle of Nulough's Strawberry flavored vodka onto the kitchen counter.

"Par-TAY!" Amethyst corrected. "But, Lex, how, where'd you get that?"

"Found my mom's ID," Lexia admitted. "God, you look at the picture? Can't even tell it ain't me."

Lexia made some drinks using Strawberry soda and the Nulough's Strawberry vodka. Both Lexia and Amethyst agreed, the best soda in the world? Strawberry. The best ice cream in the world? Strawberry. The best jam in the world? Strawberry. The best cookies in the world? Girl Scouts Thin Mints. But the Burns & Burns Grocers brand sandwich cookies with strawberry flavored filling was a close second.

"'Course, ain't much of a 'par-tay' with just the two of us," Amethyst thought as Lexia prepared the drinks.

Amethyst wondered why it was just her and Lexia, two eighteen year old girls all alone on a Friday night. She was cute and Lexia was beautiful.

"I'm pretty cute, and you're really cute. So, what's the deal?" Amethyst asked as they plopped down on Lexia's couch.

"What's the deal with what?" Lexia asked, glancing over at Amethyst.

"Oh," Amethyst said, realizing she'd spoken her thoughts out loud.

She took another sip of her drink. She shrugged her shoulders and faced the waiting Lexia. She let out an exasperated sigh.

"Well, I'm kind of cute, and you, you're really cute," Amethyst said.

"Am, you're beautiful," Lexia corrected.

"Any. Way, I'm cute and you're cute. So, why's it just us?" Amethyst asked.

"Uh? Because they all afraid of Marla Tooms," Lexia said. "Remember? Ophelia? Started hanging out with us and next thing you know Marla started that shit that she was doing all of the basketball players?"

"Oh. Yeah," Amethyst said, remembering the obese but very sweet classmate and the misfortune that had befallen the girl at the hands of the cruel cheerleader.

"And of course, they all think we're dykes thanks to her," Lexia said bitterly.

"Oh well, two more months," no, no, it's not even two more months; it's just six and a half weeks," Amethyst brightened.

"And then, in a couple of months, you'll be going off to college," Lexia said quietly.

"Yeah. How come you not going to college?" Amethyst said. "I mean, your grades are perfect and..."

"Well, Mom, Dad, I don't want to, all right?" Lexia snapped.

"But Lex, you, you're really smart," Amethyst declared. "You could get..."

"Am, I, all I want to do is get married, take care of my husband and our kids and our house," Lexia said. "I know, I know it's real old-fashioned, but that's what I want to do. I just want to be a housewife."

"Domestic Engineer," Amethyst playfully corrected.

"Housewife. There's nothing to be ashamed of in being a housewife; I don't need any fancy titles to make it okay," Lexia defended. "But seriously; what I'm going learn at college?"

"I don't know," Amethyst admitted.

"You still going to Myndee?" Lexia asked, getting up to fix more drinks.

"Yeah, but hey, it, it's only I think it's only 'bout seven, maybe eight hours away," Amethyst comforted.

"But, but U.L.D's right there," Lexia whined, pointing toward the general direction of the University of Louisiana at DeGarde.

"Uh and guess who's going there. Along with just about everybody else from our suck ass school," Amethyst said, accepting the fresh drink from Lexia.

"I, I just hate..." Lexia said, then barked out. "God damn that bitch and her 'Lexie Lix' shit.

The two girls sat quietly for a moment. Lexia took a deep gulp of her drink. Amethyst sat, staring at the glass in her hand.

"You ever..." Amethyst asked, voice barely a whisper, staring hard at the red bubbles in her drink.

"I ever what?" Lexia could barely choke the words out.

"You ever, you know," Amethyst forced herself to ask.

"I ever what, Am?" Lexia demanded.

She wasn't going to say it until Amethyst said it. Lexia knew what Amethyst was trying to ask, or thought she knew what Amethyst was trying to say. But, suppose she was wrong; suppose Amethyst was trying to ask if Lexia had ever seen a particular television show, or flown in a hot air balloon or any other unrelated incident.

"You know, Lex, uh, with another girl?" Amethyst managed to choke out, her words a jumbled rush.

"I uh, no. I, you?" Lexia choked out.

"No, I, no," Amethyst said, then guzzled her drink in one long swallow.

Putting her empty glass down onto a thick cork coaster, Amethyst suddenly let out a monstrous strawberry flavored belch. Her big brown eyes opened wide at the gargantuan burp she'd managed to expel. Then she and Lexia collapsed in a fit of laughter.

"Oh my God, people in Apartment two ten heard that one!" Lexia declared as they slumped together on the comfortable couch, giggling.

The first kiss was a soft, tentative kiss. They touched their lips together, then jerked away, as if scalded. Lexia's big blue eyes looked deeply into Amethyst's deep brown eyes. Amethyst's deep brown eyes looked deep into Lexia's blue eyes.

The second kiss was a soft kiss, lip to lip. Lexia's arms came around Amethyst's torso, holding her friend loosely. When Amethyst opened her mouth, Lexia's hold around Amethyst's torso tightened. Amethyst wound her arms around Lexia's torso as she tasted Lexia's strawberry flavored tongue.

"I, so, what we do now?" Amethyst asked quietly when they broke the kiss.

"I, Am, how I would know? I ain't never done this," Lexia gasped out.

"I, me neither," Amethyst agreed.

"I, we take our clothes off?" Lexia suggested.

"I guess, I mean yeah, but not out here," Amethyst agreed.

In Lexia's bedroom, the two girls faced one another. Suddenly they both became quite shy, even though they'd seen one another in various stages of undress countless times.

"I, you first," Lexia demanded.

Amethyst huffed; she'd been milliseconds away from making the same demand of Lexia. She fought against the urge to turn her back to Lexia.

Amethyst lifted her blouse up and off, working to free her long hair from the garment. When she and Lexia had arrived at the apartment, they'd both wiggled out of their bras, both sighing in relief as they freed themselves from the restrictive garments. So, when she removed her blouse, her breasts, her large brown tightly constricted areolae and hard nipples were on full display. She paused and displayed her chest to Lexia's eyes.

Lexia smiled an uncertain smile and wiggled out of her own blouse. Her large breasts bobbled freely and Amethyst admired the round globes with pale pink areolae and long nipples. She admired Lexia's slender torso and pale flesh.

Amethyst eased her jeans and panties down over her hips. She bent at the waist to push her clothes off of her stubby legs, sliding her flip flops from her feet.

"Oh! When, when did you shave your, your, down there?" Lexia gasped as Amethyst straightened up, displaying her round hips, stubby legs and bald mound.

"My down there?" Amethyst giggled, blushing hotly. "Lex, we 'bout to you know. Think you, you can call it a, a, um..."

"We 'bout to do what?" Lexia teased as she wiggled out of her shorts and panties.

"We 'bout to you know," Amethyst said, her blush deepening.

She watched as Lexia walked around her bed, approaching her. Lexia's arms opened as she reached Amethyst.

"We 'bout to make love," Lexia whispered just before kissing Amethyst's lips.

"Mm hmm," Amethyst moaned into the kiss as their arms held one another tight.

"We about to make love," Lexia repeated, a little louder.

"Mm hmm," Amethyst agreed, looking into Lexia's beautiful eyes.

"Say it," Lexia quietly ordered.

"We 'bout to make love," Amethyst agreed. "Lex, I love you."

"And I love you too," Lexia whispered, pressing her lips to Amethyst's lips.

''They shuffled to the side until they felt the bed bump against their thighs.

"Love, love, love you," Lexia crooned, pulling Amethyst to fall across the bed.

Lying on the bed, Amethyst on her left side and Lexia on her right, the two girls caressed one another and kissed. Amethyst marveled at how soft and warm Lexia's flesh felt underneath her fingertips.

"You, your skin is so soft," Amethyst murmured.

"Ha! It's that lotion you hate so much," Lexia crowed.

"Ew, that, that strawberry kiwi stuff?" Amethyst screwed up her face in displeasure.

"Uh huh," Lexia giggled. "But don't worry; I used up the last of it the other day."

Lexia bent and kissed Amethyst's lips again. Her fingers continued to softly stroke Amethyst's flesh, from shoulder to just above Amethyst's round buttocks. With another kiss, Lexia brought her hand around and softly touched Amethyst's face. Then her hand came down and began to stroke Amethyst's torso.

"Um!" Amethyst moaned when Lexia's hand brushed over her tightly constricted areole and nipple.

"Like that?" Lexia asked needlessly, cupping Amethyst's right breast in her small hand.

"Mm hmm," Amethyst agreed, her own hands still stroking Lexia's soft hair, Lexia's soft, smooth back.

Lexia delivered another kiss to Amethyst's lips then bent and trailed her tongue around Amethyst's areole. Amethyst shuddered at the intimate touch. She jerked and gasped when Lexia' forcefully flicked her tongue against the hard nipple.

"Augh, I, oh God, Lex," Amethyst grunted as Lexia sucked the nipple into her warm, wet mouth.

"Mm hmm,' Lexia grunted as she suckled Amethyst's breast.

"I, I, I, Oh, oh Lex," Amethyst panted, electric tremors rippling through her body, radiating from her nipple outward.

When Lexia again brought her lips to Amethyst's lips, Amethyst kissed Lexia almost frantically. Then Amethyst bent her own head and licked along Lexia's pale pink areole.

"I, oh! That, oh Am!" Lexia grunted, shivering from pleasure.

"Oh, believe me," Amethyst thought as Lexia's hands held Amethyst's head to her breast. "I know exactly what you feeling."

"I AUGH!" Lexia gasped loudly when Amethyst lightly bit down on Lexia's hard nipple.

"Ack!" Lexia screamed and Amethyst felt her thigh become wet.

Lexia screamed out again when Amethyst pulled Lexia's breast away from her ribcage with her teeth. She flailed her hands and gasped in great breaths as Amethyst continued to tug on her hard nipple. Amethyst again felt a spray of warmth on her thigh as Lexia fought to catch her breath.

"Fuck!" Lexia bellowed when Amethyst released her nipple.

"Wash your mouth out with soap," Amethyst giggled and kissed Lexia's gasping, groaning mouth.

"Let me do that to you, see if you don't say nothing," Lexia giggled.

"Mm," Amethyst encouraged, thrusting her chest toward Lexia.

Lexia captured Amethyst's right nipple in her mouth. She did not bite down, though. She licked and sucked the sensitive nub for a few moments. Hands bobbling and squeezing Amethyst's right breast, Lexia then captured Amethyst's left nipple in her mouth and made love to Amethyst's nipple.

"God, I, God, that, that's oh, good, that's good," Amethyst gasped out.

"Aieegh! Ack! Ack! Augh!" Amethyst then screamed out when Lexia's teeth bit hard on her nipple.

"Mm, mm, mm I, augh, oh God!" Amethyst grunted out as Lexia used her teeth to stretch Amethyst's breast away from her torso.

"Fuck!" Amethyst screamed when Lexia's painful bite suddenly ceased, releasing the tortured nub.

"See?" Lexia giggled, then jammed her tongue into Amethyst's mouth.

Amethyst wiggled slightly. She forced Lexia to swivel about. After a few moments, the two lay on the bed, their heads near the pillows, their feet near the foot of the bed.

"I, so, so now what we do?" Lexia asked, peering into Amethyst's beautiful eyes.

"I, shit, Lex, how I would know?" Amethyst smiled.

"Well, what you want to do?" Lexia asked, still peering into Amethyst's eyes.

"I, uh, I..." Amethyst hesitated, then flung all fares, all worries, all concerns aside. "I want to eat you. I want to eat you all up."

"Oh!" Lexia breathed, shutting her eyes

"But I really, I really I mean, I guess we..." Amethyst faltered.

"I want to eat you up too," Lexia said, gently pushing Amethyst onto her back.

"Oomph!" Amethyst complained when Lexia rolled on top of her, pinning her to the mattress.

Wiggling down, Lexia captured Amethyst's left nipple in her mouth. She gave a soft nip to the sensitive bud then wiggled down a little more. Lexia gave a surprised yelp as her lightly furred slit came into contact with her heavily brocaded bedcover. The knots and twists in the coverlet dragged along her wit inner lips as she wiggled down.

"Oh!" Amethyst groaned as Lexia's pink tongue licked along the undersides of Amethyst's breasts.

Lexia continued to taste Amethyst's flesh as she wiggled down. She gave a little shudder as her own sex rubbed deliciously against the bedspread. Lexia nipped at Amethyst's belly, then delved her tongue into Amethyst's navel.

"EW, don't," Amethyst giggled, lightly pushing at Lexia's head.

Just to be ornery, Lexia gave Amethyst's belly button another lick before wiggling down again. Coming close to Amethyst's crotch, Lexia could smell Amethyst's excitement wafting up from Amethyst's bald pubic mound. She gave a soft kiss to Amethyst's plump mound before wiggling down and using her thumbs to open Amethyst's slick inner lips.

"I, oh God, Lex, I..." Amethyst grunted out, shuddering in pleasure.

Up to this very moment, Lexia had acted on instinct, almost on auto-pilot. As she opened Amethyst's sex, Lexia paused. She was about to fully commit to this, this, whatever this was between herself and Am.

"Love. Its love," Lexia told herself as she delved her tongue into her friend's pussy.

Tasting Amethyst's excitement, Lexia delved her tongue in again, seeking more of the pungent essences. After licking up and down along Amethyst's inner walls, Lexia found Amethyst's clitoris and batted the nub with her tongue. Amethyst's ass bounced on the mattress when Lexia teased the nub. Amethyst wound her thighs around Lexia's head when Lexia sucked Amethyst's clitoris into her mouth.

"I ack, oh, oh my God Lex," Amethyst babbled, her small hands firmly pushing on the back of Lexia's head.

Thrusting two finger into Amethyst's pussy, Lexia was rewarded with a loud shriek from Amethyst. Her face became drenched from Amethyst's orgasm.

"Stop, stop, Lex, need to stop," Amethyst weakly begged after her second thunderous orgasm.

Lexia reluctantly ceased licking and fingering Amethyst's pussy. Wiggling forward, she paused as a mild orgasm trembled through her from her contact with the coarse bedspread.