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Name: Miranda Ward
Age: 38
Bust: 34B/C bust size 8 dress (Uk sizes)
Hair: just past shoulder length naturally curly often worn in a pony tail and dark eyes to match
Complexion: White (Caucasian) but with some Mediterranean ancestry so browns easily in the sun

Miranda is petite at 5'2 but has a toned, curvaceous form with naturally brown wavy hair, that is often worn as a pony tail. Her measurements are a 34B/C bust, her ex-boyfriend used to joke about being able to predict her period by the increase in the swell of her cleavage. At work she rarely wears trousers, always dresses in a skirt or dress her attire is very professional yet she always endeavours to retain a feminine edge, a hint of cleavage, boots- always provocative, alluring rather than totally in your face sexuality; even whilst working in the research laboratory. Underneath she often wears fine silk lace bras, thongs, though of course she also has more utilitarian items for more practical usage. Rarely in trousers other than tight jeans or leggings.. she always dressed well, her toned, curvy legs suited tight jeans/leggings or skirts. Most were below the knee but with revealing slits, many were bespoke to emphasise the slit... Miranda believes in the saying "Less is More"

She has an extensive lingerie collection, silks and lace and enjoyed wearingthem.. Often she would wear a pastel shade blouse/top, but with a darker bra underneath, e.g. a navy blue bra under a pale blue blouse... Miranda loved boots, and had a large collection. She had early discovered how sexually provocative they can be, the best way to get her ex to recover was to masturbate him with the toe of her leather boot, her FMB. Whilst they were never in a Ds relationship he would lick and kiss the leather, and his erection would return so quickly...

Miranda is well educated and works as research scientist in a large international company Galaxy Imperial Pharmaceuticals. Whilst not a holder of a Doctorate of Philosophy, she has an uncanny knack of observing data in the experiments, making observations that everyone has overlooked. More importantly she is able to question the relevance of these observations, and so is a highly prized member of a project team.

She lives on her own and after a long relationship breaking up, has been single. The reason for the break up was that she had been unfaithful having discovered her bi-sexuality. Whilst her ex was always keen on a three some with two girls, he would not either allow for her desire of two men, nor her desire to see the girl on a one to one at times!

Miranda was somewhat nervous that Sunday morning. Her neighbor’s daughter abigail had sent her a text an hour or so earlier inviting herself round. This was not unusual as Miranda had sort of become abby’s ‘Agony aunt asking her various questions and seeking advice whom she felt she was unable t ask her parents or closer family. She was young, and from a religious background, her homophobic comments in the past made Abby an idea candidate for Miranda’s unofficial clinical trial of her nicknamed ‘Feagra’
The 'liquid tablet' was sort of the equivalent to Viagra. A few years ago, whilst working on another project at Galaxy Imperial Pharmaceuticals, she had noticed a strange side effect of a drug given to female mice, and other female rodents. Those rodents seemed to develop an unnaturally high sex drive. Even when given to rodents who have undergone a Hysterectomy or similar procedure, so their source of some of the female hormones removed; they still displayed unusually high sex drives. One side effect that Miranda had not reported on though, was the development of 'lesbian' tendencies in a (more than statistically viable) significant proportion of these rodents. What also seemed to vary was the time it took for these animals to show their changes of behaviour; on average it was 1-2 days, some less; whilst others considerably more. The dosage though was relatively small, being inoculated 2-3 times a week seemed to be as effective as every day, but less than that, the drug effect seemed to fade.

And so Miranda's manager at the time recorded these observations in their reports, which led to various meetings. As a result of this Miranda was tasked to see if there was any possible development into this drug for females in the wider community. Especially where those who had undergone Hysterectomy or similar procedures due to accidents, cancers and the like. Though there was also the large group of females who have lost their sexual appetite through the natural process of menopause.

That was several years ago. Since then work had continued, and the 'active ingredient' had been isolated. Work had demonstrated that it seemed to work on most mammals; but outside of mammals no statistically viable numbers. So it was a Mammal phenomenon. Miranda was still trying to work out why it had an interesting side effect of making females 'bi-sexual'; as far as these mammals, when inoculated with the drug expressed 'gay' activities not normally observed in these animals.

But Miranda wondered how far up this activity would work. Finally they were allowed to do a couple of experiments on smaller primates. Again these females demonstrated 'unnatural behaviour' rarely recorded in both the wild and in captive colonies. Then the recession hit, and the discussion of phase one clinical trials on a small selection of females were put on hold; due to lack of funding. Phase one trials came with a hefty price tag, and the company had several drugs which would have a greater audience -and so these were given priority. However Miranda's work under her manager was to be continued to be funded.

And so here was Miranda waiting for her young neighbor, with several vials in her fridge, the dosage adjusted for the weight, size of Abigail. She had decided to undertake her own human trials. She had taken the 'liquid tablet' herself and had noticed the change in her sex drive; though as she was already bi-sexual she wasn't aware of any marked differences other than she probably flirted with a greater range of females than she normally did, but was that a conscious or unconscious change? Difficult to judge.

And so she started to look at some of her female acquaintances; and one of her choices was abigail. In her late teens, she was at college, and rather homophobic. She was also ferociously religious, though not as staunch as her parents. Those two aspects made Abby ideal material to see if the drug would make Abbigail more promiscuous sexually. Would the ‘homosexual’ tendencies seen in the rodents and primates be repeated in humans. could it overcome psychological objections within.

She was looking for other candiadtes, victims as well, but Abby was her first. As the door bell rang, Miranda stood up noticing the time and walked to the front door, smalling the fresh coffee she had put one ten minutes ago, ensuring the coffee would be ready for Abby’s arrival. The drug was in the fridge...

“Hi Abby,,, please come in, always lovely to see you.”
 
Name: Abigail "Abby" Heath
Age: 19
Measurements: 36D-30-34
Hair: A sandy blond name that falls to the middle of her back, straight but with a slight wave as it gets longer; usually braided or tied back with a ribbon.
Eyes: Hazel
Complexion: White (Caucasian); her skin is a creamy, healthy color though she gets freckles and burns quickly if she spends much time in the sun without sun screen or shade.

Abby is a little shorter than average at 5'4" tall and is very curvy and well proportioned. She used to have a more athletic build but since entering college she's put on a little weight; fortunately, it's in all the right places...though she is worried about having too thick a waist, like many girls her age. She dresses very conservatively compared to other girls her age; usually wearing a button up blouse with a modest neckline and long sleeves, often wearing a sweater vest or cardigan over it. She usually wears trousers but eschews the tight, leg and ass hugging trends to wear somewhat loose fitting slacks or jeans. She does wear skirts occasionally but the hem always falls well below the knees. The raciest her outfits get is in the summer when she does wear a bikini to swim, as well as affecting light sundresses.

Her undergarments are all simple and practical; with as little decoration as possible. In addition to normal bras and panties, she has quite a few sports bras, having participated in track and field before college.

Abby is a bright girl, doing well on her exams and entering into college with confidence. College life has not been what she was quite expecting and she has found her ideas and comfort shaken many times already. Abby is in a relationship with her boyfriend from school, although he attends college on the other side of the country, making theirs a long distance relationship. This has come to trouble her as well.

Abby has been raised by very conservative Christian parents and has a hard attitude towards many things. Sex and sexuality are among them and she is very homophobic and bigoted. Her hard line stance has softened a very little amount in college as she has met nice people that she doesn't want to imagine going to Hell. The same goes for her dear friend and confidante, Miranda.

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As Miranda's flat came into view, Abby wrestled with the urge to give up her sedate walk and run up to the door. She wrung her clasped hands, the handles of her purse clenched in them, and sighed. Oh, she was so worried! But Miranda would know what to do. The beautiful older woman had been a neighbor and friend to Abby's family for years, despite being unsaved, and Abby trusted her implicitly. She wanted to save her soul, of course, but at the same time, Miranda being not part of her church or being strictly Christian meant that...well, Abby could talk to her about anything. Things she could never talk to her parents or her minister or even her friends her own age about.

Miranda had been the one to talk her through her first period and her first kiss. She'd been the one to whom Abby had opened up about wanting to actually have premarital sex with her boyfriend. She'd blushed bright red when Miranda pulled out a sheaf of condoms and made her practice putting them on vegetables, teasing her about male organs the whole time, but she was grateful all the same.

It had been a naughty kind of fun too.

She'd sent Miranda a text telling her she'd be over for tea to talk about some things. It wasn't nice and she felt a little guilty about inviting herself over, but she had a problem that she just couldn't talk about anyone else with! She looked up at the flat and smiled a little, trying to slough off her cares. Miranda would help her feel better, even if she couldn't fix the trouble with Abby and her boyfriend...

She walked up to the door, only for it open for her. Abby blinked and then smiled at Miranda as she greeted her, flushing a little at being caught on the stoop like that. "Miranda, oh, thank you! God bless you! It's wonderful to see you too." She stepped inside and moved a bit into the flat, careful to take off her mary janes before getting out of the entryway of her friend's home. "I'm so sorry for just inviting myself over, but it's been some time since we talked and, well...I have some things to talk about."
 
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Miranda hugged the young Abby as she greeted her, and invited her in.

"I'm so sorry for just inviting myself over, but it's been some time since we talked and, well...I have some things to talk about."

"Well I sort of assumed that Abby.go and sit yourself down, and I will pour the coffee"

The living room was filled with a mellow radio station playing ballads on a Sunday morning. Miranda walked back into the kitchen and reached for the coffee jug, and poured the two coffees. Then she opened the fridge and took out two vials of the 'feagra' and poured them into Abby's cup, gulping quietly as she felt her heart pound inside her chest, suddenly developing a dry mouth. She knew this was wrong, but Abby's religious back ground made her an interesting candidate to see how the drug would work, in terms of making her more promiscuous and even expressing a bi-sexual desire?

With the coffee stirred, Miranda carried the tray into the living room, placing the triple choc cookies on the table and offered Abby her drink...

As she took her own and lent back into the leather armchair as she faced Abby, stretching her legs, clad in a pair of black leggings. She had on top a black racer back top, the red straps of her soft crop bra clearly vissible.

"So Abbigal, what mischief have you got yourself into this time?" sipping her coffee as she finished, meeting Abby's gaze.

Miranda's heart was pounding with apprehension as she listened to Abby, willing her to take he first sip, to see if she notices anything different. Then Miranda realised she will have to invite Abby over in two or three days for her second dosage....
 
"You're so wonderful, thank you!" Abby beamed and bounced into the living room; smooth, low key music giving the place a soothing and relaxing atmosphere that she very much appreciated.

The buxom teen sat on the luxurious sofa and sighed, pulling the long braid of her sandy blond hair over one shoulder. What would Miranda say? She loved her older friend dearly and certainly trusted her but she still worried about being judged. Of course, she trusted Miranda not to judge her, which was why she came to her about these kinds of things.

She looked up with a smile as Miranda returned with coffee and a tray of cookies. "Thanks much." The college student took the offered cup of coffee gladly and took a long sip as the elegant beauty sat down in the armchair across from her. "Mm! Miranda, this is wonderful! Did you add some spices in the grind or something? It's very good."

Abby took another drink and then shook his head slowly, blinking. Her hands set the mug down and shifted her salmon cardigan a bit, as if toying with removing it. She felt a little funny...warm, almost. But it was fresh coffee, after all.

Then she sighed again, "I didn't mean to cause any mischief! But there's this boy...he's in my Gender Studies class and in Chemistry. He's been very funny and nice to me, you see, and yesterday he, um, he asked me out." She picked up the coffee mug again, turning it in her hands as she nibbled her lower lip. "I'm still dating Charlie, even though he's all the way in Inverness, and I want to be faithful, as a good Christian woman should be."

She took another long drink of the coffee, "But...I'm tempted! I mean, if it was just a date and nothing happened." Abby shook her head again, "Although that might be...I mean, it would be terrible if I was so sinful! But, still. I never do anything but go to classes and study since Charlie left. I know what I should do, and what's right, but I feel so..." She floundered for several moments, searching for the right word and then shook her head.

"I don't know." She leaned back on the couch and took another long drink, finishing her cup. "My, this is good." Abby licked her lips and blinked a few times, again feeling somewhat strange. "...I should have said so earlier, but you look fantastic today. As usual, but...maybe more than usual even."

God, Miranda was so pretty. She knew it, really, but she'd never noticed before.
 
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"I'm still dating Charlie, even though he's all the way in Inverness, and I want to be faithful, as a good Christian woman should be."

"Well Abby that depends on you really.. There are two issues that you need to consider. The first one is with your relationship with Charlie. After all that you are considering seeing this other guy suggests that wither you are bored with Charlie, or at least struggling to keep interest know you are seperated by time and space...!"

Miranda sipped her own coffee before continuing.

"Secondly it is possible to go out with some one of the opposite sex as a good friend rather than a a possible mate if that makes sense. But do you fancy him? Do you wonder what he would be like in bed?" Miranda finished with a tease before re sipping her coffee, seeing Abby blush with that comment. Whilst Abby wasn't a virgin as far as Miranda could tell, she doubted she was that experience. One of the reasons why Abigail was a good candidate, to see if the drug would change her outlook on sex.

They eyes met before Abby went of on a different tangent..

"...I should have said so earlier, but you look fantastic today. As usual, but...maybe more than usual even."

"Well thank you" Miranda replied unsure as to whether the drug was working so quickly or whether it was just Miranda's low cut tops were having an affect on Abby. From experiments in the labs it seem to take a while before the drug seemed to start working, a day or two, but then every animal is different, and Miranda had not used the drug on anyone before other than her self... She made a mental note to mention that in her 'diary' that she would keep to record observations.

"So any thoughts as to whether you should see this guy after college either alone or as a group? After all you would be be two timing him untill youstart to gtet intimate with this new guy."
 
"Well Abby that depends on you really.. There are two issues that you need to consider. The first one is with your relationship with Charlie. After all that you are considering seeing this other guy suggests that wither you are bored with Charlie, or at least struggling to keep interest know you are separated by time and space...!"

Miranda sipped her own coffee before continuing. "Secondly it is possible to go out with some one of the opposite sex as a good friend rather than a a possible mate if that makes sense. But do you fancy him? Do you wonder what he would be like in bed?"

Abby blushed bright red, one hand going to toy and tug on her braid in a nervous habit Miranda had seen before. "Well, n-no, I mean, not really. Not until you mentioned it..." But not that she had, what would he be like in bed?

She hadn't much experience in that kind of thing. It was sinful! Even if it all had just been with Charlie, the man she would probably marry. They still weren't married so it counted as sin. But, oh, those few times had been nice. But she wondered...what would it be like with someone who wasn't convinced it was sin?

The younger woman squirmed in her seat, trying not to think lustful thoughts. "But you're right, we can go out and just be friendly. I mean, I do...somewhat fancy him. He's very charming and sweet and good in class too. And it has been hard without Charlie here...but I must stay devoted to him, after all, I, we..."

Abby nibbled her lower hip and when she spoke again, her voice was softer, almost as if she thought someone else might overhear. "Charlie and I did have sex, so, so I have to marry him."
 
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"Charlie and I did have sex, so, so I have to marry him."

Miranda giggled.... "If i were to marry every person Ive fucked or slept with Id be done for Bigamy!!"

Miranda sipped her coffee.

"In days of old when there ere no condoms or antibiotics, casual sex would lead to alls ort of complications. Modern medicine has removed those concerns as long as we apply some common sense... I agree there is another aspect , the emotional angle. I am not going to go into that..."

Miranda stood up and walked to the window, offering her younger friend a view of her toned bum in her leggings before turning round.

"Go out with this new guy and se how you get on. Ater all if Charlie had really waned to I am sure he could have done a similar course at a much closer university?"
 
Abby blushed bright red at Miranda's bold statement about bigamy, but knew it was very accurate all the same. She giggled at the naughty statement, and then shook her head, "I don't know where you'd find a bed big enough for you all to sleep in either!"

Then her face fell and she looked appalled; why had she said that? "Oh! I didn't mean anything bad by that, I-I'm sorry, Miranda." She hid her face behind her coffee cup as best she could and took a long, deep drink.

Her older friend's advice made sense, and the part about modern versus ancient medicine was well taken. But it was a moral cause, a religious one, not to have pre-marital sex and to stick to one partner, not a health concern.

Right? She did believe that. Yes, she certainly did.

She looked up from her now empty coffee cup to see Miranda at the window. Abby's eyes were on her friend's head, admiring her hair, but then she felt her gaze sliding downward. Almost as if it was being pulled, her eyes lowered until she was staring at Miranda's tight, pert butt.

As Miranda turned round, she jerked her head away as if further sight would burn her. She flushed again at what the older woman said but sighed and nodded, "Charlie...I did ask him, almost begged, really, to go to another closer school. But he put his foot down, and well, the Apostle Paul said that a woman should obey a man, so..."

She sighed again. "I...I think you're right. I don't think it'll be a sin if it's just friendly fun, but...I think I will go out with Tom. Only once, probably." She smiled, "Thank you, Miranda."
 
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"Charlie...I did ask him, almost begged, really, to go to another closer school. But he put his foot down, and well, the Apostle Paul said that a woman should obey a man, so..."

"This woman will obey no man on a whim!" Miranda replied meting Abby's gaze. "Sure I am happy to discuss a situation but there are plenty of aspects in the bible's teachings that are, in my opinion and of others outdated...

"I...I think you're right. I don't think it'll be a sin if it's just friendly fun, but...I think I will go out with Tom. Only once, probably." She smiled, "Thank you, Miranda."


"GLad that is sorted, and take a pack of condoms just in case!" Miranda winked as she teased her younger friend.

"Text him now see if he is free this afternoon....? or this evening?"


"and you will have to come round on Tuesday or Wednesday and tell me of the sordid details."

Miranda had one problem that she hadn't really thought of before spiking Aby's drink with the 'Feagra' she need to give her a dose two or three days apart for the drug to become effective...

"We should possibly take you shopping as well Abby...help you to change your style to be well a tad more provocative"
 
"Miranda!" Abby's tone was scandalized and she was blushing furiously, but she was smiling too. "I don't even have-I wouldn't be able to buy condoms, and-and I won't need them anyway!"

Her friend plowed on, Abby blushing brighter but still smiling. She giggled and then took out her phone when Miranda paused, "Okay, I'll text him now. Meeting up for dinner or coffee or something would be good." She tapped at her phone, quickly composing and sending the message. "And of course I'll come by to tell you about it, not that there'll be any sordid details to tell!" Her tone was both teasing and a bit wistful. Not that she wanted to sin, but...Miranda did seem so happy and fulfilled all the time...

She waved her empty cup, "I love shopping, I'd be glad to go, but...but I don't need to look promiscuous! I look okay, don't I?" Abby looked down at her outfit, frowning. "Would I look better if I dressed, um, "that way" do you think?"

The girl sighed and then looked up at her friend, "Well, shopping or no, I will need to stop by the store. Whatever you put in this coffee is delicious! Can you tell me where to get it? I'd love to be able to have m own coffee or tea taste this good."
 
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"Miranda!" Abby's tone was scandalized and she was blushing furiously, but she was smiling too. "I don't even have-I wouldn't be able to buy condoms, and-and I won't need them anyway!"

Miranda walked over to a draw and opened it. Inside was a box of 12. She picked it up and looked inside, before taking 3 or 4 packets and turned to her wards her younger friend taking the few paces to be close to her.

"Well a girl should always be prepared. NEVER fuck a stranger with out one." Miranda sighed at hat advice as she loves bareback sex feeling him cum. But that privialidge was reserved for a regular boyfriend or fuck body. Any one whose history she didn't trust, out came the condoms She saw the look of surprise in Abby's eyes as she handed her the packages

I love shopping, I'd be glad to go, but...but I don't need to look promiscuous! I look okay, don't I?" Abby looked down at her outfit, frowning. "Would I look better if I dressed, um, "that way" do you think?"

"Abby there is a great difference between looking promiscuous and looking provocative. Provocative is the name of the game here... Look at me for example with my bra straps on slow I would suggest that I look more provocative than promiscuous..."
 
"I would never f-f-fuck a stranger with or without one," Abby said, shaking her head. She was blushing bright red and felt embarrassed. Oh, she knew Miranda meant very well and that it was good advice but...but she didn't need to hear it, since she wouldn't be doing any of those kinds of things at all! "It would be a sin! I'm not that kind of girl."

Although, it might be a fun sin...ack! Why had she thought that? It was all Miranda's fault!

No, no, it wasn't. Abby knew she had sin in her heart that she always had to strive to control. She did take the condoms given her, however, with a sigh. "...Thank you, I know you're just thinking of me. I promise that if...if...that ever happens, that I'll use them. But it won't happen."

She looked up at Miranda as her older friend went on, calling attention to her dress. Abby looked at Miranda and took a deep breath. God, Miranda was so pretty. And dressed like that she was...provocative.

Though she didn't notice it herself, Abby leaned forward just a bit, her lips slightly parted, her eyes drinking in Miranda's alluring appearance. Then she flushed and looked away, "You always look so elegant and adult, so...um, sexy. My parents would sat that's promiscuous." Abby shook her head, "But, no, I guess you're right. There is a difference. You are very, um, provocative."

"But...I could never dress like that and pull it off."
 
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"But...I could never dress like that and pull it off."

"Oh I think you could Abby with some guidance.. and you wouldn't need to throw out your existing wardrobe.

Miranda returned to her arm chair aware of Abby's glances on her. With a mixture of her comments and her looks, she was starting to wonder whether the Feagra was having an affect on Abby already. How soon Miranda pondered, if at all would the feagra have the desired effect, and for Abby to be interested in shagging guys.. in sleeping with her.


"More coffee?"

"Oh Yes please " was her immediate response.

Miranda took the cups and returned to the kitchen, and refilled them, before returning to the living room and gave Abby the cup. The conversation turned to Abby's studies, her planned weekend away with the church youth club and the like.

With her second cup of coffee finished, Abby became aware of the time..

I'd better get going and get ready for my date.. well going out with a friend" she quickly corrected her self.

"Sure no worries.. pop in Tuesday if you like and tell me the latest, I should be back from work by six" Miranda didn't often see people in the beginning if the week but she needed to give Abby her second dosage.
 
The next morning Abby texted Miranda "Hope ur day is good; tuesday still ok 2 cum by? Need 2 talk."

That evening another text arrived from Abby, "Tomorrow at 6:30 ok? C u then?"

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Abby was pacing up and down the sidewalk near Miranda's flat at 6:20 on Tuesday. She'd gotten there earlier but then taken a bit of a walk away. She needed to talk to her friend, badly, but she didn't want to be rude or offend her either. She would never presume that Miranda had nothing to do but be available to her.

But, oh, she needed to talk to her! After Sunday night...and it had been on a Sunday too! Oh, sure that made it all even more sinful!

She had to talk to Miranda. Miranda would help, and make it all make sense.

Abby's dress had changed a bit from her last visit. She still wore a skirt but the hem was higher; knee length rather than ankle length. It was still loose enough to obscure her butt and her legs above the knee, but there was an amount of skin left bare on her legs for observation that had never been that way before. Her shirt was another body hiding blouse of thick fabric and lacy ruffs, but the top button was undone and she'd pulled it out of her skirt and tied at her mid-riff to expose part of her belly.

Just because it was hot! That was the only reason. Not because she noticed guys looking at her more like this...and kind of liked it...

Oooooh, she needed to talk to Miranda so bad! She felt like she was loosing her grip on things.

At 6:25, she couldn't wait any longer but jogged up to Miranda's door and rang the bell. She fidgeted a bit as she waited to see if her friend was home and would let her in, tugging absently on one of the pigtails her hair was in today.
 
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Miranda received the text quite early on the Monday morning... as she was getting ready for work

"Hope ur day is good; tuesday still ok 2 cum by? Need 2 talk."

She smiled as she read the text in-between eating her breakfast

"Sure, why did he make you cum?"

She placed her phone down before continuing with her breakfast, and getting ready for work. Work was busy, and she barely had time to think about the text earlier, as she was in the laboratory most of the day working on a separate project her group was invoked in.

Tuesday wasn't much better, but finally around six she closed the front door behind her, and headed straight to the kitchen to make some tea, aware that Abbey was coming round that evening well in 30 minutes or so.

Quickly she headed t her room, and changed, reaching for a racer-back vest top and a crochet cardigan, and another pair of black footless tights, her breasts free under the tops.

She returned down stairs to watch the news having made some tea, waiting for the door bell.

She didn't have to wait long!

Miranda opened the front door to see Abbey looking some what excited as she greeted her, noting the change in dress, but decided not to mention it for the moment..

She invited her younger friend in and led her to the living room...

"Please take a seat Abby, I've made some tea.. or would you prefer coffee?" Their eyes met. Some thing was different about her friend... Was it the Feagra or was it just her imagination..

Coincidences...
 
Looking into Miranda's eyes, an old joke ran through the back of her mind; coffee, tea, or me? She shivered and blushed, glancing away for a moment. Why had she thought such a thing like that?

God, she's also never noticed how pretty Miranda's eyes were. They were so deep and just pulled you in.

Abby looked back into Miranda's steady gaze and smiled a tentative, nervous smile, "Tea actually sounds lovely, Miranda, thank you." She hesitated, "Although, if you have any of that coffee from Sunday...it really calmed me down then, but I don't want you to go to any trouble."

She sighed, "Other than having to put up with a flighty teenager coming to you all the time. I'm sorry, Miranda, and I'm so grateful. Thank you so much for having me over."

Abby nibbled her lower lip, her arms moving to hug herself, "I really do need to talk, or at least get some things out of my system. The...the outing on Sunday, it didn't go the way I thought and it ended up...it did end up like a date, like you said, and I...well, things happened, and we did that, but not that that, and..."

She shook her head, "I'm sorry! I'm not making any sense at all."
 
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"I'm sorry! I'm not making any sense at all."

Miranda smiled as her friend spoke nonsense....

"Why don't you sit down and take a deep breath whilst i fetch the teas. I sense you are hyper enough not to need more coffee. Just relax and go through your mind what you want to tell me."

Miranda turned and headed to the kitchen where she took her own cup and refilled it as she poured Abby's Tea.

next she opened the dor and took a via of her Feagra and added it to Abby's tea, string it in before taking a sip. she was slightly confused - did Abby taste the feagra or was it the drug adding some warmth some how.

She took several sips and could not differentiate any difference between her tea and the one for Abby laced with the dose.

Moments later she returned to the living room carrying a tray, and placed the tray on a table, and offered Abby her mug. On the tray were two home made choc chip muffins.

"here you are Abby, have you thought through what you wanted to say?"

Miranda lent back into her favourite arm chair, he r feet curved under her toned bum as she watched Abby, a momentary retrospective as she remembered the first time she saw Abby and released she was attracted to her, when she wore her uniform prim and proper. She would have been around 14 or 15 at the time. Miranda had found Abby attractive for several reasons, a mixture of the age gap, that Abby was so homophobic and that being her neighbour's daughter, she was out of bounds compared to a girl of a similar age from another part of town.

Their eyes met and Miranda smiled...

"Ready?"
 
Abby took the offered tea with a grateful smile, "Thank you." Miranda had it right again; giving her a few minutes had let the teen calm herself down enough to collect her thoughts.

She took a long drink from the tea cup and sighed, "Oh, that is nice." Setting the cup down, she bit her lower lip and then nodded. "So, um, Sunday...I met Tom and we went out. And...and it was fun. Really fun."

The student slowly shook her head, "I knew he was handsome but...I never really noticed until we were eating dinner and laughing. And when he touched me, my hand, I...I liked it. I should have pushed his hand away, told him no, but I didn't."

She was blushing now, she could feel it. "At the end of the night, he walked me home and we kissed. And that kiss, it just...it set me on fire! I...I threw myself into his arms and we kissed more and more, and his hands stroked my back and-and he grabbed my arse and I liked it! I didn't take his hand away, I didn't slap him or anything!"

Her voice had risen in tone slightly, though it was no louder. Her eyes were a bit wider and there was a shocked, not quite panicked look in her eyes. "H-he said that...that the night didn't have to end, that we could go back to his place. And I said "not the first time" and he asked me out again and I said yes."

The panic did seep into her voice and her eyes now. "I said yes to seeing him again, and-and I should have told him that I'd never go back to his place, that I wasn't that kind of girl, but I didn't! I said just not that time, and...and I kind of wished I would go with him and that we'd...we'd...you know!"

Abby was turning the tea cup in her hands. "I've never felt like that or acted that way, Miranda. And...and I've been noticing other guys since then and wondering how they'd kiss or...um, other things." She swallowed, "I even, um, well, no, that's it." She couldn't say that. It was too sinful to even say!

"Miranda, what should I do? I feel like something's changed in me..."
 
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