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For instance both Leanne and Karen come from closed minded right winger families; that were homophobic, and whose Dads were never home, either on a long distance truck route or always away on some sporting junket.

The boys thought it sporting fun dragging her into their locker room, and got carried away while pulling her pants down. Fate was on her side; the athletic director came and interrupted them, he actually had to defend himself until the group scattered. Leanne had confessed her attraction towards girls long before the episode at school. I am ashamed to admit a certain tingle of arousal as she related her temptations to, as she said, “touch the privates”, of her friends that attended her slumber parties but did not because she knew that trouble would follow.

Karen on the other hand shared a similar family life but was always trying to seduce any boy that would sit still long enough. She went from one disappointment to another with each new fling. One day she was attacked at school but managed to fend off her attacker, and swore off relationships, even the one-night-stands. Therefore, until she met Leanne, Karen was celibate, and completely self-reliant. Karen confessed to being a lot like her dad, a very domineering person. She actually started to cry briefly as she said that she had trouble controlling it and at being eternally grateful that Leanne was and wanted to be submissive. She told me that she had never wanted to have sex with another woman, until she met Leanne. She was both ashamed and intrigued by her feelings and very confused at first.

Leanne asked me to dinner at “The Boot” again, and asked if it were possible to scan the two days of shoots while we ate, suggesting that we take an early dinner. I assured that I could show them on a DVD-player and that I would bring a portable player and monitor. I was still trying to digest all these little bits of vitally important information, just to have a vague idea of the dynamics of these two people. After all that is all they really are, just two people.

Dinner was early, seven PM. I got there just after six to setup. The girls were already there so we just started. The waiter popped the wine and set it out to breathe. As I set up the video show, all of us ordered before dinner drinks. I handed out note pads and remotes to the girls, so they could stop or go back whenever they wanted, and started the slide show program. I set it to run in sequence with a ten second delay and show title mode. We made it through our drinks and the salad and bread, to the main course, then to the dessert and on to the sweet port. Slowly we coursed through our dinner. We laughed at many of the shots and they grimaced at all of them jokingly. Ohing, ahing, and saying that one is nice or that one was silly and how funny that one was.

I was truly touched by how much they both acted like women, at times impossible to tell them apart. We did not see the full show when Leanne hit pause, and looked at me saying in a warm voice, “We are not afraid of you or embarrassed by you. Are you afraid of us, or just shy?”

“No, not at all. I feel privileged that you have let me into so much of your life. I just don’t want to make you uncomfortable.” I assured sincerely, “I’ve come to know the two of you a little and like you both!”

“We can’t decide on what to keep and what to delete.” Karen remarked whimsically then asked, “May we keep this disc, and if it isn’t too much trouble could you put a couple of photo arrays together? We will look at them in a few days.”

“I burned that CD-RW for the two of you, so you can change the order and delete the ones that you do not want, or just vote by pressing the asterisk key for however many stars you want it to have. I have the shots on my hard drive and backed up on another disc, so don’t worry about losing anything.” I said confidently and assured, “I can go through them and put together a couple of photo arrays for your perusal.”

Then Leanne sat next to me and put her hand right on my thigh, looked at me smiling and said warmly, “I think it is time for our first rehearsal.” Then she giggled softly. I think she surprised herself.

My heart pounded in my throat as I struggled to speak; here I am trying to put them at ease when I’m the one that is a little tense. I cleared my throat then took a drink of my port and affirmed, “If you want we could do a shoot, I have all my equipment in the car.” It was the wine keeping me from having a heart attack. In the back of my mind I knew we were getting close to the “intimate” shoot, that is why I was packed and ready; spontaneity is so important in the art world.

I was being put in charge of two of the best-kept secrets on campus and soon I would be the one telling the story. It was then I knew Karen was the oldest and the alpha mate, but Leanne put the drive into their sex. Karen walked behind me and started massaging my shoulders while Leanne just let her hand rest on my thigh and put her other hand on mine.

I couldn’t help but muse for a moment, here we have two people in a same sex relationship, Karen the masculine influence, the decision maker, the driver, the business person, she actually ordered for Leanne after asking her what she wanted. Then we have Leanne the feminine influence, submissive in every way, she was keeping the human warmth alive, quite clearly, she kept their sex thriving, and when it was time for sex, she knew how to make Karen think it was her idea.

We sat there for a few minutes when Karen whispered, “don’t worry we won’t be too hard on you.”