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her hand passed through
it, no friction at all. Brie wrapped her hands around Tamera's neck
pulling her down into the bed, next to the food tray. She grasped
Tamera's head to her shoulder continuing to stroke her hair while
trying to make sense of her feelings. She was in awe of Tamera as
well as a little scared. This was a woman with powers that Brie
could maybe one day emulate but never completely match. For the
first time Brie felt sorry for Brad. He definitely had a tiger by
the tail, desperate to not let go and end up in its maw. Brad's
muscular body dwarfed Tamera's petite frame, but that was an
illusion. It was Tamera who had the power to crush at will. Brie
remembered Tamera's take-down of Mr. Fugleson the day before,
watching Tamera slice him to ribbons, doing it with less effort
than picking up a salt shaker.
    Tamera was kissing her neck, nibbling on
Brie's earlobe. Whatever Tamera wanted, she could have. Brie would
have no choice but to give it to her. Brie wanted everything Tamera
had, and wanted to be everything Tamera was.
    Brie pulled downwards on Tamera's shoulders,
using her strength to slide Tamera’s body towards Brie's legs.
Tamera looked up at her.
    “You can do what you want,” said Brie.
    “You sure?” said Tamera.
    “Yes.”
    Tamera slid herself downwards till her head
was just above Brie's crotch. She lifted Brie's nighty and pulled
the panties over Brie’s hips, down her legs and off her feet.
Tamera then spread Brie's thighs, kissing each one. Brie took in a
sharp breath, Tamera's lips feeling like small electric shocks.
Tamera touched Brie's labia, bathing it with soft kisses. Brie had
no idea what to do or think of feel, confusion and chaos consuming
her.
    Tamera's tongue slid into Brie's folds, at
first just along the surface then deeper and deeper, pushing
upwards to the top of her slit and rolling across her clit.
“Aghhuhhh,” Brie gasped, wondering if Brad could hear her from his
office. She wouldn't mind if Brad jumped into the fray just
now.
    Tamera's tongue slid back into Brie's vagina,
rolling across her clit again, but this time it lingered. Tamera's
tongue stayed on the bud and didn't leave, her tongue continuing to
slide back and forth with rapid-fire licks across Brie's clit. Brie
was consumed with something new and strange, trying with all her
mental strength to wrap her head around it. Brie now knew that a
fireball of orgasm was heading her way. “Taammeeee!” Brie yelled as
the spasms enveloped her. “Taaammmmeeeeeee!”, Brie screamed,
shuddering for five minutes.
    Tamera lifted her mouth from out of Brie's
pussy and rested her head on Brie's tummy. They both were breathing
hard, exhausted and saying nothing, Brie liking this moment best of
all. Five minutes passed before either of them spoke. “Brad and I
are getting you an SAT coach. A tutor.”
    “What? Why?” said Brie.
    “There's no point in giving you a full-boat
scholarship to college if you can't get in.”
    “But that's so expensive.”
    “It is. But this guy is good. He worked for
Applicant Achievers for six years in Overton. He quit and moved
back to Trestle to take over the family business. We're going to
pay him for three days a week, for a month. He says he can raise
your SAT scores by 300 points. That would get you up to an 1800,
good enough for East Lancaster State.”
    “Wait... how do you know my SAT scores?” said
Brie.
    “It's easy enough to find,” said Tamera. “For
a straight-A student like yourself, your combined 1500 is
embarrassing.”
    Brie swallowed. There. There it was. Another
display of Tamera's cruel tenaciousness. Brie knew full well that
the tutor was Tamera's idea, despite her use of the word “we”. Brie
used her upper body strength to pull Tamera up her belly to eye
level. Tamera kissed her, Brie tasting her own juices on another
person's lips. “Tamera... you have to promise that you'll never say
or do one mean or hurtful thing to me. Ever.” Tamera looked down