The Subtle Rabbit

[HoleInMyHead]

(Closed for SweetyAngel) Mara Castle slide the control harness of her 100 ton mining ship slowly forward, until the probe barely brushed the locking mechanism of mining platform Beta Nine. She couldn't hear the gigantic metal clamps lock onto her, but they rocked her tiny ship. She sighed into the microphone sitting just in front of her ruby lips. "Was it good for you control?"

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"You bet Subtle Bunny. Smooth as silk through my fingers." The voice on the other end was thick and rich, like melted chocolate. Mara laughed softly. "You always did know how to talk to a gal Amanda, but we better cool it before your supervisor lays into you."

"He won't know how to lay me, if I drew him a diagram." Amanda shot back.

Mara giggled. "Well, watch out anyway. A little bird told me that the was taking an extension course on how to fool hot control chicks into thinking that he wasn't a douche bag. Captain Castle of the Subtle Bunny signing off, and I'll see you later in the Drunken Miner."

She and Amanda Swift had been best friends for over fifteen years, and occasional bed partners. She could always count on Amanda for a warm welcome, after months alone, out in the asteroid belt, looking for another lucky strike. It always took her a week to sell her ore, refit and relax enough to head back out. She treasured those few weeks with her friend. Amanda wasn't someone she could partner with for life, in a domestic way, but she was a jolly companion who never demanded a commitment.

She stood slowly, and stretched. Her short, pleasantly plump figure was squeezed into a grey ship's suit, that hugged her curves, and held up her best assets, while hiding her flaws. Chestnut brown curls fell loosely over the high collar of the suit, touching the tips of her covered breasts.

"We have docked, mistress." The Subtle Bunny's voice had a cultured British accent that Amanda always said sounded like a holo vid butler. Mara had meant to get the voice changed to something more suited her to ship's name, but she had never got around to it, and the voice had grown on her. "Shall I contact your usual buyers and order your usual pizza to be delivered to Ms. Swift's quarters tonight?" Tonight was always whenever the next sleep schedule was for Amanda.

"Sure Bunny Boy. You always know how to please a girl." She trailed an affection hand over his bulk heads, and she headed back to her cramped cabin to change. "Have I ever told you that I love you, Bunny?"

"Yes mistress, every time you have me adjust the automatic crewperson grooming system to attend to your more... special needs. At least that is what my sensors think you are saying, though it is sometimes hard to tell, with all the screaming that you do." The computer spoke in a dry, almost clinical way.

Mara laughed and patted her the hallway walls. "Well I do, and not just because you know how to fill my special needs. You take care of me, Big Guy. Amanda might be my best friend, but you are my family." She meant it too, though she thought it sad that her only real family was a clunky old mining ship.

It took a bit of maneuvering, in her messy quarters, but she managed to change into a tight plaid skirt, a "Please Don't Squeeze The Charmin" t-shirt and her favorite black combat boots. Minutes later, she was ready to crossing the airlock into the mining platform. "Keep a light on for me, Bunny."

"Of course Mistress."

She blew a kiss back into her ship, and then strutted into the airlock.

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The airlock opened into a massive chamber. It had wide bay viewing windows, between the gates to the ships. Mara turn, and could see her own Subtle Bunny, looking a bit more worn than usual. The repairs were going to cost her a tidy sum of credits and might take an extra week to exact. Her sensors had gone offline for a mere half hour, but during that hour she had managed to collide with two asteroids which were almost half the size of her ship. The armor had held, but it would have to be replaced in may places.

Mara sighed, and then looked around. Pilots and workers of every shape and size moved around the chamber. Robots and autoplats (automated floating platforms) moved through the chaos, without brushing any of the biologicals. As it always did, Mara's heart soared, and was a bit sore, at seeing so many fellow humans again. Two months in space, alone, except for a mothering A.V., were hard to snap back from immediately. She moved through the crowd, trying to to brush shoulders, and wishing that someone would devise a social decompression chamber.

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A big bear of a man appeared from behind a high sided autoplat, filled with raw ore. He wore a floor length leather duster, dungarees dirty with rock dust and a full white beard. His bald pate gleamed in the bright artificial lights and his eyes gleamed with recognition! "Funny Bunny!" He reached down and drew the Mara up with a swoop. She could feel one of his meaty hands half way up her tight skirt, though she wasn't sure how it could fit. His meaty fingers firmly grasped her buttocks. She could feel them sliding under her thin cotton panties and "accidently" insert themseves into the crack of her ass. Her substantial breasts were pushed tightly against his equally impressive chest, and a meaty arm held her firmly in place.

"Grizzly has missed you so very much, Milaya Mara!" His gruff voice held a mild Russian accent. He smelled of pipe tobacco and his beard was thick and scratchy.

Mara reached her one free arm around his head, and gave him a short kiss on this that smelled like vodka. One of her combat boots found a perch upon his half inflated manhood. "You know I love you Grizzly Bear, but be carefully with your Funny Bunny, or you will crush me. Be careful with those fingers of yours too, because if they accidently get near my pussy, I am going to take up lumberjacking, and use your log for practice." She spoke fondly, but seriously.

Grizzly chuckled, causing Mara's entire body to be shaken against his long frame. Despite herself own reservations, her body thought this felt good. "Da, I know. Only a krasivaya devushka can get your oil boiling. Grizzly just wants his hug, and then he will leave to, how you say.... run the skirts? Grizzly loves his Mara like a tiny sister. He would never, how you say, push your buttons to far."

Mara found herself being crushed close again. She clamped her legs closed tightly, as his fingers did push from her crack, toward more sensitive area. She used her free hand to slap the side of Grizzly's face repeatedly, with an open palm. "There, there you big lummox of a brother! Now put Milaya Mara down, before she rams a finger up your nose." She delivered this ultimatum with syrupy sweetness. The giant squeezed her even harder for a moment. She thought that her breasts were about to burst, when the pressure stopped and she was lowered to the ground. She rubbed her now painful chest. So much for social decompression!

Mara looked down at Grizzly's groin. He was full erect now, and his penis was trying very hard to break through solid fabric. She sighed. She felt bad for him, but she knew that if they found a quiet corner, and she jacked him off, it would only encourage him. Mara gave him a gentle shove away. "I need to get a drink Grizzly. Go take care of that little problem you seem to have (though it was actually a pretty enormous problem) and you can meet me there after. I need to meet with Madam Chow, before I start drinking though, seeing as I am into her for quite a few creds.

She turned and strode toward the lift, leaving Grizzly far behind her. Within minutes she was on the main promenade. It was full of colorful store-fronts posting displays of clothing, books, drugs and naked pleasure providers. It was her kind of town. She moved through the crowd of miners toward one store-front done up to look like an old western saloon, right down to the big glass viewing window and the swinging doors.

The interior of the bar was made up to look like an old west saloon, from movie. There was a long bar with swivel bar-stools. Behind it stood a solidly built, bald bartender. He nodded at Mara. Behind him were rows of colored bottle, set up against mirrored panels. The center of the saloon held about twenty round tables, occupied mostly by miners. Most were drinking and playing cards, or ogling the dancing girls. The girls were on a stage in the back of the square shaped saloon. The stage was painted white and the girls were simply painted ladies. Each on had on a wig and enough make-up to keep a circus clown in business for a week. Each one was dressed in some sort of sudo-western whore garb, which mostly seemed to run to petticoats, corsets, bare limbs and elaborately large hair.

Mara walked carefully through the saloon, avoiding the broken glass and occasional vomit. The pretty waitresses all nodded to her also, even as they were avoiding the probing fingers of the miners. They also wore western garb and each had a top cut low enough to give every one of their patrons an eye-full. Mara did a little looking herself.

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Mara walked to the stage, and then along it, headed toward the upright player piano. One perky, petite gal turned around and flipped up her red skirt just as Mara was passing. She found herself staring at a soft, rounded ass, sticking out the tops of sheer black stockings. For a moment, she stopped and stared. When the dancer turned around and found Mara only inches from her groin, she pulled her skirt over Mara's head, giving Mara a quick feel of her shaved pussy. Mara breathed it in for a moment, before the skirt was lifted. The danger twirled again and playfully pushed Mara's face away with her rear end. She looked back over her shoulder at Mara. She knew most of the dancers here, but this on was new. "Only ten credit for a more private show?" Mara shook her head, causing the blond to pout, but she did not care. Someone was sure to jump at time alone with this little looker, for a moderate fee.

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She finally stopped at a little table, near the piano. It was churning out appropriate music for the burlesque shenanigans, on stage. At the table, flanked by sober body guards, sat a handsome Asian woman with jet black hair. It hung loose over her bare shoulders. Her magnificent pale half-moons were displayed above a tight red corset. Her perfectly little lips where sucking on a wooden matchstick. Before her was spread a deck of round playing cards, and she was moving them around in some sort of pattern. Occasionally, she would smile after a move. After a few more moves, she looked up at Mara, through a pair of black rimmed spectacles.

"Take a seat, Ms. Castle. We have much to discuss." Despite the western trappings, the woman's voice had a cultured, Bostonian accent. "Can I have something brought for you? I have in a lovely Orion Blingle Berry Sherry, which just arrived. I am quite sure that you have not had its like before." She pulled her cards together, and started to shuffle them.

OCC: all OOC belongs below the normal story posts.

 

[HoleInMyHead]

Mara knew what she wanted to discuss. Her last few runs had been fruitless, not even making her enough credits to keep her ship in repairs, much less refuel. She knew it to be madness, but she was only every truly happy when she was prospecting. She dreamed that she would get rich one day. The hope of one more big strike lent meaning to her life. This woman, one Sherry Lynn Chan, had lent her the money that had kept her afloat, at 100% interest. She had know it to be madness to ask the infamous loan-shark for money, but she just could not help herself. She had only made enough money to refit and refuel, with a bit left over for herself.

"Look, I really don't want to talk Sherry. We both know that I can't pay what I owe you. We both know that I may or may not make enough in any given run to pay you. Even if you gave me three years, I might not be able to pay you. I really don't wish to die, or have my thumbs broken. I will shoot myself before I will become one of your whores. Tell me what I can do to make this right, or make my death painless." She felt her heart in her throat, but it was easier this way. She knew that the other woman liked to do business slowly, making her opponent wriggle, like a fly on a spider's web.

"Fine! You young people never have time for proper forms." Despite her beauty, Madam Chang was at least seventy. The years, and the surgeons, had been very kind to her. "A package will be delivered to your ship in three days. By then, your ship will be ready for launch. You will take the package where I tell you, drop it off, and then our debt will be cancelled."

She frowned at Mara, daring her to ask questions. Mara wanted to, dearly, but it did not matter. If she did not do the job, she would end up dead within a few days. Either she would slit her own throat, to avoid having men abuse her for cash, or she would be shoved out an airlock. She nodded and stood. The women reached across the table and shook hands.

Mara turned and walked back out into the saloon, and headed toward the doors. Normally this was one of her favorite watering holes, but not again in this lifetime.

 

[SweetyAngel]

Amanda Swift had just finished her shift at Control, feeling very happy that Mara was back. It had been too long to not see her best friend and she had always loved the company of Mara. At times, their relationship was just as best friends... and it was during those times where they had the best times. Even if it was just talking and helping the other to heal... or barhopping with Mara while looking for other girls, it had seemed that they were almost inseparable. At other times, she needed what only Mara could provide... the release and the intimacy that they had shared with their special relationship. Amanda just could not be attached to Mara in a loving relationship. Though she loved Mara very much as a friend, she just could not see herself attached to anyone. Amanda was just too much of a free spirit to be attached to someone.... and it was that free spirit where she had broken many hearts.

Their friendship went way back, even back to the days in secondary school when Amanda had first met Mara. Amanda still remembered that day as if it was yesterday. Mara had been seen sitting down and feeling very down about something... about what Mara was feeling down about, she could not exactly recall... but what Mara did next, started the wonderful friendship that they both had to this day. Reaching out with her hand, Amanda had told Mara that she had understood what Amanda was going through... and that if Mara ever needed anything from Amanda, she promised that she would be there for Amanda. Little did Mara know at the time that when Amanda had meant anything... she had really meant it.

Amanda made sure of that one night when Amanda was feeling very frustrated... sexually. Laying Mara down on the bed, Amanda smiled a very wicked smile and spoke softly. "Lie back, relax and enjoy the ride, love." And did she ever give Mara a ride... in many ways. After that wonderful night, Amanda was still laying in the bed with Mara in her arms, smiling as she reflected on that night. She knew that this kind of relationship would last but only in small doses. She loved Mara too much as a friend to ruin everything by this one night tryst... but she made the same promise that she did to Mara back when they had first met. "I did not lie, love... when I had said anything, I had meant it... I will be there for you when you need me, I promise." Amanda had said that night... and their relationship had been that way ever since.

Amanda had finally made her way back to her quarters and was feeling very excited to see her friend again. Deep inside, she had missed Mara very much and looked forward to the end of each of Mara's runs so they can have some "letting loose" time. Those times were always the best for Amanda and she had a very good feeling that this would be one of those wonderful times yet again.

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Now finally dressed in an outfit that said to everyone "This is me... I am who I am", Amanda finally made her way out of her quarters and out onto the town, heading towards the Drunken Miner. Along they way, Amanda had caught the eye of many people... men and women alike but her eyes were more on the young pretty things. Seeing one of them wearing a short skirt and a very tight top that showed her perky breasts, Amanda let out a soft gasp of joy, smiling to herself. If I did not have a very good friend that I have been waiting so long to see again, i just might have a chance to fancy...

She never had the chance to finish her thoughts on the woman across the street, turning a corner and bumping into someone that seemed to knock her back on her behind. "Watch where you are go..." She said in a bad mood before she looked up and had seen her longtime friend. "Mara... Love?" She had gasped softly.

Amanda had always called Mara "Love" and was very glad that word had many meanings behind it. Now she was very glad that it was Mara that she had ran into literally as she blushed softly. "Oh I am soo sorry, Love. I was a little distracted and..." Amanda was trying to explain as Mara had said something that seemed to make Amanda's embarrassment go away.

"You always knew what to say, Love. Can you help a ditzy girl back up on her feet?" Amanda had asked, with the blush on her lightly tanned face fading with each second.

She had felt Mara lifting her up gently and then almost instantly, she had embraced Mara very tightly, almost as if they were lovers. "Missed you very much, Love. Hope that you have tried to keep the lassies at bay, did you?" She asked softly before releasing the hug and seeing Mara's face for the first time in nearly two weeks.

The look on Mara's face seemed to look sad and instantly, Amanda could feel that Mara was not her usual chipper self. "Whats wrong, Love? Do you have to go away again... soo soon?" Amanda had asked, knowing her friend all too well as she had kept a hold of Mara's hand... this time in a very friendly way as she waited to hear what had happened to her best friend. Hopefully this would not be very bad news at all... a girl can hope, can't she?

 

[HoleInMyHead]

Mara forced a smile onto her face. Her time with her friend was very short, and she did not want to waste it with angst. Amanda had always been there, like a sexy older sister, to hold her hand when she was sad, or hold her hair when she was drunk, or to just hold her. She loved Amanda more than as a friend. It was almost like they were sisters, though she did not suppose sisters would know so much intimate details about each others sleeping habits. Mara was a bit tired of always throwing herself on her friend though. She just wanted to forget her troubles, and go have some fun.

"No... Don't be a silly goose Amanda. What could possibly be wrong? Let's go tease Grizzly and get ripped!" She put one of her short arms around Amanda's slender hips, and pulled her along. "Come on slow poke." She knew how it looked when they walked together. She really did look like a much shorter, much fatter little sister. At one time it had irritated her. She wished that she could be a thin beauty, like her friend. Still, she consoled herself Amanda seemed to find her beautiful, and that, in her younger days, had been enough to help her lover her own body.

Now she really did not give a shit what anyone thought of her. She showed what she had, without worrying if if anyone was turned on or turned off. She did not dress to attract shallow assholes, but to please herself.

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A non-descript man in a non-descript ships suit followed the two women carefully. They never even realized that they were being watched.

 

[SweetyAngel]

Amanda was very happy that Mara had that smile. Even though it was a little forced, Amanda felt a lot better knowing that Mara was feeling better herself. Amanda cherished those short times that they could spend together and like she had always said to her best friend, "Life is too short to not waste it away worrying about everything. Have as much fun as you can, Love." She was very glad that Mara had seemed to have remembered her saying as it had seemed that Mara had made a very tempting plan for the time being while answering Amanda's own concerns.

"No... Don't be a silly goose Amanda. What could possibly be wrong? Let's go tease Grizzly and get ripped!"

Amanda could feel her shorter and more chubbier friend put her arm around Mara's waist and prod her along... of course Amanda would not want to refuse that kind of invitation at all.

"Come on slow poke."

Mara seemed to love to have fun playing with Amanda and it was Mara's playful attitude that she had really liked as she wrapped her arm around Mara's waist like a lover would. Like Amanda, she did not care if they were being watched. In fact, she loved the attention and the rumors that their show of loving display were giving everyone a sight to see.. and having Mara back had given Amanda a new found happiness once again.

"So, Love. How should we tease the Grizzly bear this time? Should we give him our special show... pretending to get close to him but instead... getting close to each other in our own... special way?" Amanda asked playfully, giving her shorter "sister" a tight squeeze on her waist for a little inspiration.

"Should we do our pretend games like we are waitresses... special waitresses or... do you have some other kink in mind for the big bear, Hmm Love?" Amanda asked with a wink of her eye, hoping that Mara could come up with something that was so brand new, that it just might surprise herself

 

[HoleInMyHead]

Mara rolled her eyes up in her head. "Come one! We've been inspection officers, school girls, candy strippers, space pirates, lost orphaned eighteen year old virgins... I suppose we could volunteer for the life drawing class that the educational division has started? We could force him to go to a class, and then surprise him by being the models? Hell, why don't we just invite him to your quarters, go to get cleaned up, and forget to turn off the vid screen for the bathroom, on the main control screen?"

She pulled her friend along. In the past, it was always Amanda who initiated their daring little games, but recently she had been asking Mari to choose. She was not good at figuring out the challenge, but she did well carrying through with them.

They were moving down narrower corridors now, taking a short-cut toward the watering hole. Despite the uniform gray walls and even artificial lighting, something kept twitching between Mara's shoulder blades.

 

[SweetyAngel]

Amanda started to giggle softly as she had heard the suggestions that Mari had said. Sure that have been many things, including French Maids as well but Amanda wanted to try something different... something that would not only make the big Grizzly bear happy and satisfied... but something that would totally rock their own worlds as well.

"Or just maybe, Love, I can be the mistress of a big brothel. My place could be the "brothel" and my special lady comes in for her special... treatment. Of course we forget to turn off the control screen so while the big bear gets a special peep show, my special lady gets her treatment... and she gives her payment to her mistress by... giving her own special treatment. How does that sound, Love?" She asked with a wide grin on her face.

Somehow, Something just did not seem right as they walked down the shortcut that led to the watering hole. Even Amanda was feeling the small twitching on her shoulder blades as if something was grazing against them... but what was it?

Letting out a soft giggle, she moved arm a little tighter around Mari's waist. "Oh Love. You are making me soo... excited. Your touches on my shoulders feel soo nice and soft. Please... don't stop, Love." She said happily and feeling like she was working herself up to a prelude of a very wonderful night.

Still, Amanda had no idea that she was being watched... or possibly followed by the man in the ship suit.

 

[HoleInMyHead]

The pair arrived at the bar without being molested. It was a dark land of wooden tables, rough looking patrons and cheap beer. A fist fight was going on in one corner, between two men wearing AV googles and gloves. "Get him Bert!" Shouted someone, as the large ape man on the vid screen, behind the bar, knocked Ming the Merciless back against the ropes.

Mari patted a shoulder here, and slapped a palm there, or rubbed a bald head for good luck. These were her people. They were hard working, hard drinking, miners. They would go dancing later, at Amanda's favorite club, or simple go back to her quarters for another sort of dance, if the mood struck them. For now, Mari needed a few stout drinks, and Amanda was always there for her, though it was not her scene.

They sat at a corner booth and Mari slide into one side. The table bit into her stomach a bit, so she shoved it forward a few inches. "Come on skinny bitch. Squeeze in there, because I know you don't need the room." Her words held only affection. "Grizzly should be here soon. I left him with a bit of a problem to get cleaned up. I just hope he showers first."

 

[SweetyAngel]

Walking inside of the bar, Amanda really did not like being in this place very much at all. This kind of place was not her scene at all... or a place to be happy and let loose but she came in her for Mara. Looking at all of the fights and the drunken men all around her, Amanda had let out a soft "ugh" sound that was luckily not heard over the loud shouts of the men drinking and fighting. all around her. Where Mara would get with the guys, rubbing their bald head for good luck and slapping a palm here and there, Amanda had kept her distance from them. It was not that she did not like men at all... just not these type of men, especially when she had to deal with some of them every day at their job.

Sliding into the corner booth, she had seen Mara sliding the table out away from her so that she could get in. Even though Amanda did not need any inspiration, she was very glad that Mara had given her some.

"Come on skinny bitch. Squeeze in there, because I know you don't need the room." She had heard Mara saying.

Amanda had known Mara long enough to know that this was her way of talking. It was a strange way to show affection but that was who Mara was... and Amanda would never change that for the world as she had let out a soft giggle. Just as she was sliding into the side where the table was closer to her but almost next to Mara, she had heard her friend speaking again.

"Grizzly should be here soon. I left him with a bit of a problem to get cleaned up. I just hope he showers first."

Amanda let out a soft smile and a giggle. "I would hope so too. We would not wish to have to smell his... inspiration now... would we?" She asked with a small giggle as a waitress came over, looking almost as dingy as the guys that were fighting on the other side of the bar.

"So what'll it be, ladies?" the waitress asked.

Amanda looked over and smiled widely. "I'll have a Tequila delight on the rocks." She said ordering a mix of Tequila and what would be known as "Squirt" cola back in the old days.

"Getting started quickly now, aren't we?" The waitress asked with a smirk.

"Well... with good friends here, how can I not enjoy myself quickly, Mmm?" Amanda asked with a slight seductive tone.

The waitress started letting out a small "erhmm" and tried to get back to her job, asking what Mara would like now while trying to regain her composure. "And fer you, Miss?"

Amanda let out a soft giggle as she had whispered in her friend's ear for a little inspiration, moving her hand closer to her friend's thigh under the table and just barely touching it as she spoke. "Lets party like there is not tomorrow, Love."

 

[HoleInMyHead]

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Mara caught her friend's hand and held it against her bare thigh. She moved it upwards, under her plaid skirt, as she stared at the waitress. "I want a long, wet drink that I can savor, sip by sip." She licked her luscious lips with her tiny pink tongue. "Got that toots?"

The waitress rolled her eyes into her head. "You crappy little miners fuckers. You always come in here, trolling for one of these rock headed idiots. Just tell me what the fuck you want." She was tapping her foot now, and looked ready to walk away.

Mara raised one eyebrow. "You would not handle what I want, but you can bring me a bottle of rock gut, a long straw and two full bowels of peanuts." She turned and planted a passionate kiss on her friend, running her tongue around in Amanda's mouth, while her free hand cupped her cheek." She broke from the kiss, and cast a lusty look at the waitress. "Hurry back Hon, and maybe you won't miss the all the best parts."

From across the room, there was a smattering of applause and a few calls to 'take it all off'. Miners were so predicable.

 

[SweetyAngel]

Amanda felt her hand moving against her friend's thigh closer and upwards under Mara's skirt as she had let out a wicked smile. She had heard Mara talking to the waitress while licking her tongue with her lips and it was then, that Amanda could start to feel a lot more comfortable. Upwards she had slid her hand, just barely touching her friend's mound with her fingers very teasingly as she had hoped to get a response of approval to move upwards.

Hearing Mara's response, she had met that approval by feeling one of the most wonderful kisses that she had in a very long time and the sweetest touch of her cheek by her friend. Amanda responded back by dancing with her friend's tongue and moving her free arm around Mara's back, caressing it a little roughly in her throes of passion. Her senses were filled with sweet tingles as she was very much into the kiss... and she was glad that her friend was able to provide those tingles for her.

God, she had missed Mara so much. She had missed their special playtimes and had missed those sweet benefits that she just could not get with her other friends. She had missed everything about Mara and she was glad that there was a love between special sisters that had kept them from getting too romantic between themselves.

Across the room, she could hear all of the cheers and the applauses coming from across the room and it was now that she started to let loose, just a little bit. Though she would not cater to all of the miners wishes, she was going to give them a show that they would not forget at all.

Sliding her hand down further inside Mara's skirt, she had now found her friend's sweet folds as she had let out a wicked smile. "Waiting for me, have you?" She said with a grin. "Waiting for me to take you away into your sweet place again... have you?" She asked, moving her fingers teasingly along her friends sweet outer folds, knowing that there would be more to come when they had their private time.

She moved her hand back across her friend's neck as she looked into Mara's eyes, still with that wicked smile. "If you are a very good girl, Love... I will make sure that tonight will be a night that you will never forget." She said as she leaned forward and kissed her friend right on the lips... teasingly and gently at first as she leaned back, wickedly.

"Tell me... tell me how much you have been waiting for this. Tell me what you crave from me." She whispered into her friend's ear, giving it a gentle lick while still hearing all of the hollers from the miners still watching them.

Amanda did have one rule that the miners had to abide by, they can look... but they can not touch them at all. She just hoped that tonight was one of those nights here at the "saloon" that the miners would just keep their hands to themselves.

 

[HoleInMyHead]

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Mara almost melted as her friend's fingers found her mound and the kisses at her ear were enough to get her wet. She regretted sliding into the booth, because she was trapped now. She knew that she could not slide onto the floor, and it left little room to move.

She turned as best she could, and shoved her friend gently backwards, until she was almost laying on the padded bench. Amanda was wearing some kind of leggings under her skirt, so she started up higher, at her waist.

"This is how.."

She pushed Amanda's shirt right up under her breasts, pulled her waistband down, until it almost exposed her mound. She gave a long slow lick, which started at her friend's perfect belly button. She kept up the wet lick, talking around her tongue, as she did so.

"much I wa oo" The lick continued down until it was almost at the waistband.

"to uck me toight" Her tongue pushed inside the waistband, and she pulled at the skirt a bit more, until her tongue was actually sliding around her friend's folds, without showing them off to the crowd. One hand kept the skirt in place, while her other hand reached up, and tried to fondle one of Amanda's breasts. Unfortunately, her arm was not long enough to reach, and she ended up with it a few inches below its target.

 

[SweetyAngel]

Feeling her mound being gently licked and her friend working her magic on her body, Amanda let out a soft coo while at the same time, giving the guys in the bar a great show. Her body was jolting softly... feeling Mara try to reach up for her breast. She knew that Mara could not reach it as she teased her own breast over her shirt.

"You... are... not... unghh... showing me... enough... reasons... love." Amanda said in a playful way as she was on her back and in her sweet heavier friend's mercy. Her body was trying to move as her free hand caressed her friend's hair.

"You... oooh... are going to have to... unggghh... show me more." She said biting her lower lip and trying to keep from screaming out her pleasure. Deep inside, she had known that her screams would come much later on as she had hoped... no, she had dreamed at this moment that Mara would take her up to the skies and beyond.