That afternoon I waited outside the school to catch my ride to work. I honestly didn't really want to ride with Heather after the talk earlier in the cafeteria. I just knew I needed to be at work and had no other option. I could take the bus, but that would put me being 30 minutes late at work. She glanced around and seen no signs of Heather anywhere. She is normally there by now. Just as she was about to text her, a red mustang pulls up in front of the school and she immediately realized just who it was. Cody. She watched him as he got out and walked around the other side of the car. Damn, I miss that body. 6'2 short black hair and blue eyes, very muscular. Best of all that dragon tattoo that ran down his left side, fit so perfect with his dark complexion. Just when I was taking it all in and drooling over this beast in front of me, Heather walks down the side walk to greet him. Was he giving her a ride? Did she forget about me needing to be at work? I guess so. She climbed into in the passenger side of the car, just as she took a glance over at me. Did she even see me standing here? She had to, she just looked at me, Was this really happening? Cody got into the driver's side and started the car and pulled away. Here I am standing by the road, alone, and no way to work. I guess the bus is now my only option. Maybe she should call Mark her boss and let him know what happened. He needed to know why she was showing up late for the second time in a month. She really hated that she was late, cause Mark really needed the extra help in the evenings. The first time she was ever late, He asked her a million questions. She knew it was wrong of her then, but she lied to him and said she had to catch the bus and it had ran late. The truth was she was meeting Cody after school. It was the only way they could have any alone time, the only way, without everyone finding out about her and Cody having sex. Jasmine's mom wasn't to fond of Cody either. She said he was to much of a city boy. The Anderson's was a very wealthy family. Cody's father Mike, was a lawyer, while his mother was a nurse at Lambertville Regional Hospital.Their 7 bedroom home sit on 14 acres of land, all in which was deeded to go to Cody, the only son. I never could understand why they needed such a big home for only a family of three. I waited for the bus, still trying to comprehend why Heather lied to me today. Maybe I should text her? She pulls out her phone and started texting. She wrote: "why didn't you tell me you wouldn't be giving me a ride today?" Just as the bus was pulling up, her phone chimed. She stepped onto the bus and took the second seat from the front, behind the driver. She opened the text. "I forgot to tell you that Cody and I had plans this evening" I didn't even reply. she forgot? How could she forget when I rode to work with them every evening. Could she not even tell her dad to pick me up? I was starting to get pissed.The bus came to the next stop at the little rundown gas station about 2 miles away from town. I watched as the people waiting slowly climbed onto the bus.Giving the driver the $4.00 charge for the trip into town. I put my ear buds into my ears, as I turned the music up on my phone. Trying to Blur out all the thoughts that the only friend I had, just betrayed me. I glanced back up at the last few people getting on, when I noticed the young girl. Her beauty stood out among the crowd, or at least to me it did. She had dark brown hair and hazel eyes. She looked to be a few years younger than me, but her body texture was astounding. Maybe she wasn't from around here? Her skin tone looked as to have loved the sun. I glanced away before she noticed I was staring. I didn't want her to think I was some kind of freak. She took a seat across from me. I didn't realize I had been staring again until She glanced my way and flashed me a small crooked smile. Wow, even her smile had it's perfect glow. I don't know what it was about this girl but I couldn't stop staring at her. Why though? I never thought I'd be attracted to someone of the same gender. Maybe I'm not. Maybe it's just a lust, a desire for sex. After all, I only had sex once. I quickly gave her a shy smile back and glanced away. The bus came to the stop outside the cafe. I stood up to get off and noticed that the young girl was also getting off to. After stepping onto the side walk, I turned to see which way she was headed. Before I had a chance, she was standing within a foot of me. "Do you work here?" she asked. "ummm..Yes, I do." "Do you serve home cooked meals?" she asked with a chuckle that ran chills down my spine. "Of course we do." I smiled back. "Come inside and I'll get you setup." She followed me inside. I was running about 5 minutes late. Mark was standing behind the counter and flashed me a very concerned look. "I'm very sorry Mark, Heather's dad wasn't...." he cut me off before I had the chance to even finish. "It's ok hun, grab a apron and help this old man out." He laughed and threw me a apron. I smiled at him, grab my notepad and headed to the table where the young girl was now seated. "What can I get for you?" "Do you serve the old fashion biscuit and gravy?" "Even at dinner time?" she asked with that small crooked smile from earlier. "Yes we do." I smiled in return. "Would you like anything else?" "Can I get you something to drink?" "Ice tea will be fine, that is if you serve it." "Alright then, we have a biscuit and gravy platter with a sweet ice tea coming up." I scribbled the order on my notepad and headed to the kitchen to prepare her order. Mark was already in the kitchen cooking up some turkey burgers for a call in order that was due to be picked up by 7:00 that night. Mark was a very kind man. Always been a friend of my family for years. when his wife Kathy passed away 7 years ago, he was left to look after the store himself. I often would come by just to help him sometimes. He would always say, " Now Jasmine the day you turn 16, you get your butt in here,you got yourself a job." and sure enough I've been here for almost two years now. My eighteenth birthday is coming up in 6 months. "I see you made you a friend." Mark said as I was preparing the flour for the biscuits. "Yeah, she seems pretty nice. I haven't seen her around here before." "Could be one of those people from upstate, you gotta keep your eye on them." "Mark, not ever up towners are bad, you can find good and bad in everyone." "I guess you are right, darling." he glanced away and continued flipping the turkey burgers. Mark Stewart, was the owner of this small Cafe', Lonely Cafe' as they called it. It got it name when Kathy had passed away from lung cancer. Rumors from all around said that you could walk by late at night and look through the big windows out front, and often see Mark sitting at a table drinking coffee. Kathy and him had built this little cafe' back in their early years. I think Mark said it has been up and going for 32 years. With the small apartment upstairs where they both lived to watch over the place. They had one son, Andrew. Andrew was a few years older than me. Don't get me wrong he was easy on the eye, but just wasn't my type. He was the gothic type, loved girls who wore nothing but black. Andrew and I didn't talk much. Even though he was a cook at the Cafe'. When I first started working there, he asked me to take walks with him several times and I always kept blushing him off. I guess he finally got the hint. I placed the biscuits on the platter and poured the gravy into the small bowl before placing it onto the platter as well. I poured a glass of sweet tea and headed back to the table to give the girl her order. She sit there looking out the window, and from the side view I could see, she a small heart tattoo behind her right ear. She turned as I sit the food on the table. "Oh, wow! that was quick" she said reaching for the fork. "Thanks, I always try to serve the guess as quickly as possible, happy customers mean they come back for second" "That's for sure. This food tastes amazing!" she spoke with a mouthful. I chuckled. "Thank you" "You know, I never got your name.." she stopped eating and placed her fork back on the platter. "Jasmine" "That's a beautiful name, I'm Susan...Susan Smith." "It's very nice to meet you Susan." I reached out to shake her hand. She placed her hand in mine and I almost fainted. Why have I got such desire for this girl? I don't even know her. I quickly pulled away. She smiled and went back to eating. Why was I feeling this way towards another girl? Hopefully she doesn't notice, Id hate to run a new customer off. As I was walking back to the cafeteria where Mark was now serving the pick up through the drive thru, I looked back at Susan. Wonder if she has any family? I wanted to talk to her and get to know her more, but I didn't want her thinking I was weird. But what would I say? Mark came over to where I was standing. "If you're gonna make friends, you cant do it standing there!" he gave me a small shove. "oh, hush! I'll go!" I smacked at him with my dish towel as I walked back towards the table where Susan sit. "Can I get you anything else?" I asked calmly, trying to find the right words to say. "No, thanks. What do I owe you?" "Don't worry about it, I got you covered" she flashed me a look of shock. "Are you sure, I have a few dollars. I can pay" "No, its fine" I laid my hand across her arm. "I wanted to." "Are you from around here?" she asked as she sit back and folded her arms against her chest. I tried not to look down as her white t-shirt crease the outline of her prefect round breast. "I am, My mother and I moved here when I was a year old." "I take it your father isn't in the picture either huh?" I didn't want to answer that, but for some reason I felt safe, I wanted to talk to her. "Yeah, he left my mom when I was just 8 months old, I always wanted to know what he was like." "I'm sorry, my dad left when I was 12. My mom was a crack whore, so I pretty much had to defend for myself." she glanced back down at her food on the platter. "Do you live with your mom?" I was afraid to ask, but something told me she was homeless. "No, I ran away a few months ago. She couldn't even stay sober enough to file a missing persons report. Maybe she just doesn't care that I'm gone." I wanted so much to take this girl home. I wanted to give her a nice warm place to lay her head. I also had an desire to want to see every inch of her body. "Where are you staying tonight?" I asked. "I don't know yet, probably if I can find a warm spot in a alley someplace I'll...." I cut her off. Before I could even think, "Come stay at my place" I'm not sure what made me say it, if my finds out she is going to kill me, knowing I brought a stranger home off the streets. Someone that I barely even knew. Maybe I can sneak her in? I had to do something. There was no way I was going to let this beauty sleep out in the cold streets. "I can't let you to do that, you've already done enough for me." "Please let me, I can sneak you in through the garage and my mom works two jobs. The only time she's ever home is on the weekends for about a hour. So she'll never know." A thousand thoughts went through Jasmine's mind. "Okay, but don't get yourself in trouble over me." her eyes seem to glow with hope. We took the bus ride back home. Something I had never done, considering Heather and her father would always pick me up in the evenings. It didn't seems so bad, which I didn't live to far from the Cafe'. We pulled up outside my house and I examined the drive way to make sure my mother's jeep Cherokee wasn't parked. Sure enough she was gone, as I thought she would be. Thank goodness! That would make it so much easier to sneak her in. Susan kept quiet as we walked inside the two storied house that I called home for so many years. "I'll show you my room." I said as I made my way up the stairs in front of her. My room was the last door on the hallway, first the upstairs bathroom then my room. There was one other room upstairs but we allowed it to be a guess room. Even though we never had guess over. I opened the door to my room, Susan's eyes fell to the posters and drawings I had on my wall. "Did you draw these?" she asked as she looked at a drawing I did of a toddler splashing in a mud puddle. "Yeah, it's something I love to do in my spare time" "These are amazing Jasmine!" "Have you ever considered publishing your work?" "No, I never thought about it." I never really wanted anyone to see my drawings, they were a part of who I was. Growing up without a father, really took a tow on me. I didn't let mom know that I wanted to know my dad. I wouldn't know how she would react to it. "You have a special talent Jasmine." "Thanks." I went to my dresser to get Susan something to change into. "Here, make yourself at home, I'm not sure what size you wear." I handed her a pair of stretchy pink shorts and a matching t-shirt. Susan seems to be a bit smaller than me in size. Her thighs weren't as wide as mine and her chest wasn't as big. "Okay, thanks." "I can step out of the room so you can change if you want." I was hoping she'd say no. "It's okay, you're a girl to." she laughed. I chuckled. I couldn't help but watch as she slowly unbuttoned the button on her rugged faded blue jeans. Her eyes caught mine and I quickly looked away. "I'm sorry.. i...wasn't watching you.." "It's okay, haven't you ever changed in front of another girl before?" she smiled. "yeah, I have but not someone I didn't really know." Susan walked over towards me where I was now seated on my bed. Her pants were still unbuttoned but she still hadn't changed. "Have you ever touched another girl?" she bent down in front of me, spreading my knees as she sit between them. My heart begin to race. What was about to happen? "No...I... I never really thought about it?" I could feel myself getting wet. I was nervous but I didn't want to push her away. Was I really getting turned on by this girl? "You want to?" Before i could answer, Susan leans in and kisses me hard. It felt amazing. She kissed down my neck and then back up to my lips. Grabbing my breast , I reached down for the sides of her pants and slowly pull them down off her hips, exposing her pretty lacy red thongs. She was a beauty. I didn't know what was going on inside my head but that moment just felt so right. "You sure you want me?" she whispered in my ear. "I do." I stood up and slid my t-shirt over my head. Susan wrapped her arms around my waist and I could feel her unsnapping my bra. I slid her shirt off,then took off my capris. When we both were fully undressed, I took in the sight standing in front of me. I wanted to taste every inch of her body. "Lay down." she gave me a small playful shove onto the bed. I smiled as I laid back onto the pillows. Susan crawled in between my legs and begin kissing down my inner thighs. My body begin to twitch. Just by the warmth of her kiss, it was almost enough to send me into a orgasm. She started licking the top of my clit, damn this girl was driving me wild. I couldn't control myself. I wanted to take advantage of this girl. I grabbed her hair and buried her face into my pussy. "Eat it, eat that fucking pussy baby." She licked harder, sliding her finger in and out of my soaked wet pussy. She grabbed my hips and pushed herself even deeper between my legs. I wanted her, now, tomorrow, forever. I didn't want this to end. "Where have you been all my life Susan Smith?" She didn't say a word, as she continued fingering me. She slid her finger out and brought it up to my lips. Making me lick my own juices off her finger. "Mmmm...Please don't stop." I whispered. she laughed as she brought her hand back between my legs. Taking her thumb and giving my clit a hard playful rub. "Do whatever you want to me." I told her. Taking her left breast into my hand and kissing and nibbling gently on her aroused nipple. She shoves two fingers deep inside me, thrusting them in and out, hard.I let out a loud moan. I couldn't hold back any longer. My body twitched as I soaked her face with my juice. I wanted her to kiss me. I waned to taste the sweetness of my very own pussy. Most of all, I wanted to taste her. I wanted so much more. Susan lays down beside me on the bed. As we both lay there naked. She turns over facing me. "Wow, that was amazing!" I said trying to catch a breath. she smiled and said,"Nah, Boo We're just getting started."