ANGEL'S HEART

By Mavis Applewater

yomavis@email.com

January 2003

Disclaimers: This story and its characters are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced, posted or sold without the author's permission. So there! If for any reason, real or imagined you are uncomfortable or do not wish to read a story containing graphic descriptions, of two consenting adult women in sexual situation then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view this material then do me a favor and come back when it is no longer a crime for you to view my work. Just how many licks does it take to reach the center of a Tootsie Pop?

A very special thank you goes out to Brunnhilda the wonder blonde for editing this one. She's going to get me for that one.

As always this is for Heather.

*****

"Fresh meat," Angelica heard Steger growling from down the walkway. The tall brunette simply sneered at the stocky woman who was hanging over the railing to catch a glimpse of the new arrivals. Angelica shook her head in disgust as she watched the parade of newbies entering.

"Things just don't ever change here, do they Mom?" Angelica asked the elderly, dark skinned woman standing beside her. Justine Hooper wasn't her mother, but life on the inside was what you made it. You find your family where you can. The bonds formed on the inside were stronger than the blood ties you had on the outside. In many ways Justine, who had slit her husband's throat some forty years ago, was more of a parent to the thief than the woman who had raised her.

"No, my Angel, they don't change," Mom grimly answered her. "There are them that take and them that get took and the rest of us just trying to survive."

Angelica took Mom's words to heart as she caught a glimpse of a small redhead who looked more like a child than a woman. There was a vacant look in the woman's green eyes that sent a rush of sadness through Angelica. The brunette glanced over to Steger, who was practically drooling over the sight of the small helpless girl. Angelica had long ago decided that she hated Steger. The overbearing bully was nothing more than a predator and Angelica had no tolerance for her kind. She silently vowed to keep a watchful eye over the new arrival. Steger was at least bright enough to know it was unwise to cross Angelica or anyone that she considered to be her family. She would still run her mouth off but she was smart enough to know that it would be detrimental to her health to challenge the tall brunette.

That was the way life worked at Seaside Correctional Institute for Women. The name always amused Angelica, who was doing an extended stretch of time since she was what the system called, a three-time loser. One of the reasons the name amused the tall brunette was that it almost sounded like a resort. With all of the bars and guards and the fact that the nearest body of water was a good thirty miles away, there was nothing about the prison that was a vacation.

Angelica did keep a watchful eye over the small redhead during the first few weeks of the girl's incarceration. She hadn't approached the girl, fearing that the youngster or others might assume that Angelica was claiming her. She had discovered a few things about the redhead during that time: first, that despite her appearance she was in her late twenties; her name was Luann Rivers; she was in for murder, which surprised Angelica; and the most important thing was that she didn't speak.

Luann seemed to be in good physical condition and more than capable of defending herself. Connie, who was a part of Angelica's little family, had informed the brunette that the woman had already been pushed around and never once lifted a finger to protect herself. Connie also found out that no one had claimed the new girl yet. Everyone had a role to play on the inside; sadly, becoming someone's bitch was the eventual role for someone who was helpless. Fortunately for the weaker few, there were women like Connie and Angelica around who would protect them when they could.

Still, you couldn't be there for someone twenty-four hours a day and someday Luann was going to be preyed upon. Angelica was trading in favors to get the younger woman assigned to the library where she worked. "I don't get it, Nana," Angelica commented to Carol Tompkins, who was pushing seventy and would never see the outside world again. The older woman was the sage of her little family. "If she is in for a violent murder, then why did they throw her down here with us?"

"Your Mom and I are here for murder and they put us in general population," Nana explained. "Of course, when my sorry ass was first thrown in here they didn't separate us like they do now. Maybe the rumors are wrong."

"I need to bring her into the family before she gets hurt," Angelica stressed. "Right now she's in a cell by herself, but that won't last." Angelica didn't understand why she was so worried about the younger woman she hadn't even spoken to yet. Her little family was safe and no one messed with them. There was Nana, Mom, Connie, Becky and herself. Angelica stood out because of her height and because she was the only one in their little family that wasn't a woman of color. She had been adopted into the family after she and Becky had a short-lived affair. It turned out that Connie, who was like a sister to Angelica, was the one to win Becky's heart. Angelica never held a grudge. One look at the two women together and she knew they belonged to one another.

"We are working on it," Nana tried to reassure her. "Why are you so worried about this one?"

"Don't know," Angelica confessed with a shrug. For some reason, the vacant look in Luann's eyes haunted the tall brunette.

"Trouble," Becky said as she ran into the library.

"What is it?" Angelica demanded.

"Steger has got that newbie you are so fond of, pinned down in the laundry room," Becky frantically informed her.

Angelica was heading down the barren corridors of the prison before Becky could tell her anything else. She stormed into the laundry room to find Steger's cronies laughing as they watched the beast straddling Luann, who was lying on the concrete floor. The large woman's hands were filled with Luann's hair as she yanked on it. She was about to start pounding the smaller woman's head against the hard floor when Luann said the first words any of them had ever heard her utter. "I just want to die," she said in a voice that was devoid of all emotion, like her lifeless eyes.

"Oh you will little girl," Steger reassured her with a hiss, "but not until I have my fun."

Angelica flew across the room as Steger began to undo the redhead's jeans. The tall brunette landed a solid kick into Steger's rib cage that sent her flying across the room. The brunette sneered, knowing that Steger's would-be friends wouldn't lift a finger to assist their leader, as Angelica continued her assault. Steger was pleading for mercy as Angelica wailed on her. The brunette only ceased her attack when she heard the rapid slamming of boots rushing down the hallway.

She knew it meant the guards were on their way. She rushed over to Luann who was still lying helplessly on the floor. She cradled the smaller woman in her arms as she adjusted her jeans. Angelica noticed that Steger's cronies were gone. The only women left were the crew assigned to the laundry room and Steger who was whimpering like a baby in the corner. "What happened?" Merriman, a large butch guard, asked in a weary tone.

"What, her?" Angelica asked in calm tone as she looked over at Steger. "She fell."

"Of course she did," Merriman groaned.

"She did; I saw the whole thing," Lydia, one of the other inmates, volunteered.

"What about Rivers?" Merriman questioned Angelica about the woman she was cradling in her arms.

"Fainted. I think it's from the fumes," Angelica responded, then slowly smiled. "You know the library would be a much better place for her."

"Uh huh," Merriman yawned. "What are you doing here? Is she yours?"

Angelica panicked at the question. If she said no then Luann would become easy prey for every deviant in the general population. If she said yes, then she would have to act and treat Luann as if she was her property. Luann snuggled against her. The feel of the smaller woman trembling in her arms forced Angelica to make her choice. "Yes," she stated boldly.

"Okay," Merriman responded with suspicion. Angelica had never taken a bitch before and this would definitely cause problems, but Luann would be safe. "Get her to the infirmary," Merriman instructed the other guards to take Steger away before leaning over and whispering in Angelica's ear, "you know they were about to move her into D block."

"Hollister runs D block," Angelica protested. Suddenly she was terrified that Luann would be dead before the week was out.

"I'll see what I can do," Merriman offered. Angelica simply nodded her head. She knew she couldn't thank the guard. There was a code of conduct and owing a guard wasn't something you did.

Merriman understood and walked away after she told Angelica that Luann should get away from the fumes. Not knowing what else to do, Angelica helped the smaller woman to her feet and led her to the library. Later, Angelica watched as Nana and Mom paced in the library. "What in the world were you thinking?" Nana barked at Angelica.

"Nana, what was she supposed to do?" Mom defended the brunette. "If she said no, then you might as well hang a sign on this poor little thing saying open for business. Like she was an all-you-can-eat buffet."

Angelica looked over at Luann, who was silently sitting at one of the tables watching the two older women. "What am I going to do with you?" Angelica whispered. Luann turned and gave her a helpless gaze.

"What do you think you are going to do with her?" Nana scolded her. "She's your bitch now. And you better act like it's the truth in front of everyone or someone is going to try and take her from you."

"Do you understand what they are saying?" Angelica carefully asked the smaller woman. Luann simply nodded her head that she understood. "You know what I am going to have to do?" Luann nodded once again, her eyes seemingly reassuring the brunette that she understood.

Before they could continue, Merriman walked into the library, and escorted Luann away. Angelica didn't see the younger woman in the dining hall later that day, and began to fear the worse. Her fears were confirmed when she walked into the rec room and found Luann backed into a corner by Steger who had the smaller woman pinned to the wall. Angelica rushed across the room as everyone watched to see what was going to happen. Angelica yanked Steger's bulky form away from Luann and shoved her harshly. "You're not touching my property are you?" she hissed.

"She isn't yours," Steger laughed. "You just said that, which means she is fair game. I'm taking her."

Angelica knew that her honor and Luann's safety were on the line, so she did the only thing she could and punched Steger right in her fat, ugly face. The bully squealed as she fell back. Then Angelica roughly grabbed Luann by the neck and fiercely claimed her lips, letting everyone in the room know that the small redhead belonged to her. What Angelica hadn't expected was for Luann to kiss her back. It was the strangest feeling as Angelica found herself deepening the kiss. She fought to control the sudden rush of desire that was filling her. She reminded herself that it was all part of the show, the game that was played here on the inside. Still, she plunged her tongue into the smaller woman's mouth and allowed herself to enjoy the feel of Luann's lips moving against her own.

Angelica swayed slightly as she released the smaller woman from her grasp. She was about to challenge the beady-eyed bully as she felt Luann's small hands gliding down the front of her body. Then the small redhead dropped to her knees in front of her. Angelica told herself that they were just playing along, while Luann unbuttoned her jeans. Angelica's eyes misted over with desire as the redhead lowered the zipper and yanked her jeans down to her hips. The brunette rested one hand on Luann's shoulder, while the redhead lowered her panties just below her dark curls. She rested her free hand on the back of Luann's head and guided the redhead to her aching center.

Angelica hoped that Luann would just nuzzle her wetness until it was safe for her to stand up again. She didn't want the girl to know how much her actions were exciting her. She didn't want to take advantage of Luann, no matter how much her body was screaming for her to do so. Angelica's body trembled as she felt Luann's tongue gliding along her slick folds. Angelica's thighs parted despite her best efforts to keep them from doing so. "That's it, baby," Angelica heard herself saying, knowing that there was a room full of women watching Luann giving her the best tongue-lashing she had experienced in a very long time.

Angelica leaned back against the wall as she pressed Luann closer to her. There was something about the way the smaller woman was slowly exploring her nether lips that drove Angelica insane with desire. She moaned when she felt Luann's tongue running along her sex. She could have sworn that she heard the redhead moan before she began to suckle Angelica's swollen clit.

The brunette knew that she should be playing the role of the butch and demand that Luann take her harder. Instead, she allowed the redhead to go at her own pace. Out of the corner of her eye she caught Steger's sneer. "Lick me!" Angelica demanded as she pressed Luann deeper into her wetness. She hoped that after the performance was over Luann would forgive her.

"Guards!" someone shouted.

Seeing a chance to end the charade, Angelica jerked away from Luann's eager mouth. She pulled the girl to her feet before pulling her pants back up. The crowd quickly moved away from the scene. Angelica blew out a sigh of relief as Luann snuggled up against her. "I see you are getting acquainted with your new cell mate," Merriman teased her.

"Cell mate?" Angelica asked in confusion, then suddenly realized where Luann had disappeared to, "Oh yeah," she boasted loudly.

"Uh huh," Merriman snorted, not fully believing the scene. "Just are careful, Walters, she killed the last woman she had a crush on," the large woman cautioned her as she flashed her a smirk that revealed the wide gap between her front teeth. "Isn't that right Sweet Pea? You stabbed that rich girl so many times her mommy almost couldn't identify the body."

Angelica could feel Luann stiffening. She held her tighter and kissed the top of her head. "Not to worry. I'll give her everything she needs," Angelica asserted with a false sense of bravado as she squeezed one of Luann's breasts.

"I guess we will find out in the morning," Merriman taunted the brunette. "Speaking of which, it's almost time for lock down, ladies."

There were the usual grunts, groans and all out complaining as the room slowly began to clear. Angelica lingered for a moment. She placed two fingers under Luann's chin and raised her face. She looked deeply into the younger woman's eyes. They seemed to possess a small glimmer in them that had been absent before. "You didn't kill that rich girl, did you?" Angelica said with a certainty she couldn't explain.

"No," Luann said softly while her facial features remained as blank as ever.

"Didn't think so," Angelica grunted then led Luann out of the room. "Come on, let me take you home."

Once they were in the small cell they would be sharing, Angelica suddenly felt shy and nervous. "So, you like your name, Luann?" she asked, not knowing what else to say to the overly quiet woman. The smaller woman simply rolled her eyes in disgust. "I'll take that as a no," Angelica chuckled, "do you want to know my name?"

"Angel," the woman said softly. She stood in front of Angelica, and seemed to be waiting for her tell her what to do.

"Mom and Nana call me that," Angelica explained, "everyone else just calls my Walters or Walt. You're a part of the family now. Anything you want to know?"

Angelica felt a surge of frustration as Luann just shrugged. "Not much for chit chat are you?" Angelica quipped as she guided Luann to the lower bunk. "You know once the lights go out, we're going to have to put on another show. You are going to have say something." Luann nodded in understanding. "I don't get you," Angelica confessed. "You don't seem to have a problem with putting your head between my thighs, but you don't want to know what I'm in for?"

"Trust you," Luann whispered with a heart wrenching sincerity.

"Why?" Angelica blurted out. She cursed herself as she saw Luann flinch. "You don't know anything about me. I could be an ax murderer." Luann just rolled her eyes in amusement. "All right, smart ass, so I'm not a murderer. I like to steal things, big expensive things." Luann grinned at her flustered state. "I'm guessing by the way you handled yourself in the rec room that you've done time before?"

"Juvie," Luann sadly confessed.

"Should I ask what you were in for?" Angelica hesitantly inquired.

"Murder," Luann whispered with shame.

"Seems to be a trend with you," Angelica responded with a heavy sigh. "I'm guessing that one you did."

"Stepfather," Luann choked out, "I pushed him down some stairs. He was . . ."

"You don't have tell me," Angelica cut her off as the buzzer sounded, announcing that the doors to the tiny cell would be closing. "I can figure it out. I'm guessing you stopped talking long before he took that tumble down the staircase." Luann simply nodded in response. "Yeah, I had a feeling. I'm probably one of the few gals in here, that that didn't happen to. Are you going to be okay with making a little noise tonight so everyone down in C block will think I'm a big stud muffin?"

"Anything," Luann promised. She pressed one of Angelica's hands against her firm round breast.

Angelica was tempted to take whatever the girl offered her. Yet as lights out was announced and they were plunged into darkness she removed her hand from the inviting breast. When you enter prison you are issued a pair of jeans, a T-shirt, a tank top, underwear and an ugly nightgown. Angelica informed Luann all she needed for the night was her underwear. They stripped down to their panties and climbed under the flimsy blanket on the narrow cot they would be sharing.

Angelica was well aware that there were those who wanted to know if Luann really belonged to her, and were watching them in the darkness. Then again, there were others just eager to see a good show. Luann was clutching the pillow, her breasts revealed to anyone who could see across the catwalk as Angelica pretended to ride against the smaller woman's backside. Luann screamed like a banshee all night long as they rocked wildly against one another. Angelica fought against the way her body was reacting to the feel of Luann rubbing against her for hours.

Angelica was sweaty and frustrated by the time they finished the performance. She curled up in the tiny bunk next to Luann. She closed her eyes, eager to catch just a little sleep before they were forced out of their cell in a few short hours. Her eyes flew open when she felt Luann's tongue flicker across her nipple. Just as she was just about to question the younger woman, she felt her nipple being captured in the warmth of Luann's mouth. She moaned deeply as Luann suckled her nipple eagerly and her small hands drifted down the front of Angelica's body. Her thighs parted as she felt inquisitive fingers dipping below the waistband of her panties. "Luann," Angelica panted and then captured the smaller woman's wrist before she could explore the brunette's desire.

"Don't you want to?" Luann whispered in confusion.

Angelica almost laughed at the question. "Of course I want to," the brunette conceded as she pulled Luann's hand from her body. She wrapped the smaller woman up in her arms. "What I don't want is for you to touch me because you think I own you or because you feel that you owe me." Luann nodded in the darkness and snuggled up against Angelica's warm, inviting body. The brunette released a heavy sigh as she felt the smaller woman's breasts brushing against her skin.

She pulled the thin blanket around their bodies as they snuggled, wearing nothing but the ugly cotton panties they had been issued when they entered the facility. Angelica sighed deeply and relaxed into the feel of Luann's body pressed against her own. Her eyes drifted shut as she felt the exhaustion washing over her. "Angel?" Luann's timid voice inquired.

"Hmm?" the brunette responded while she kept her eyes shut, in hope that sleep would be coming soon.

"What did you steal?" Luann quietly asked. "To get sent here, what did you steal?"

"This time it was a house," Angelica glibly confessed.

She felt Luann's body shifting. Angelica blinked open her eyes and found Luann staring down at her with disbelief. "Mobile home," Angelica smirked as Luann rolled her eyes. "I just couldn't resist. Now it is time to sleep," she instructed the redhead as she tapped her button nose playfully. Once again Luann snuggled up in her embrace.

As time progressed, they each fell into the proper roles in public. Angelica stroked and grabbed Luann's anatomy whenever anyone was watching. Luann played along without questioning Angelica's actions. The performances bordered on the obscene as they came very close to actually having sex on more than one occasion. The nightly performances were the hardest on them both. Angelica would wildly ride against Luann's delicious backside while the redhead screamed as if it were the Second Coming. She could feel the younger woman's arousal seeping through her underwear.

It was becoming increasingly difficult for Angelica to keep her passion in check and not just take the girl. Luann did nothing to discourage her. But one look in those childlike eyes was all it took for Angelica to reign in her lustful desires. "What's that you doing?" Mom asked her as Angelica's fingers flew across the keyboard of the computer. It was one of the advantages of working in the library: she had access to the Internet whenever no one was looking. Thanks to some careful tutoring by a couple of former hackers, the brunette was becoming an expert at navigating the super highway without getting caught. She often wished that she had learned these skills on the outside. It was a lot easier then hot-wiring a car.

"Just looking into some things," Angelica muttered as she continued to scan through the files she had broken into.

"That wouldn't be little Lulu's file now would it?" Mom questioned her. "You could just ask her, you know."

"She isn't the best conversationalist," Angelica explained, smiling at the nickname Mom had given the little redhead the day she joined their family. "There is just something about her case that doesn't make sense."

"Such as?" Mom snorted.

Angelica sighed heavily. She understood Mom's hesitation in believing in Luann's innocence. Everyone in there claimed that they had been set up, yet all of them were guilty of what they were in there for and in many cases a whole lot more. "It doesn't make sense," Angelica tried to explain, "does she strike you as a cold blooded killer?"

"Do I?" Mom pointed out to the frustrated brunette.

"No," Angelica laughed, "but when you slit your husband's throat, it was in a jealous rage when you were high as a kite."

"Steal my drugs and money then mess around behind my back," Mom muttered as the anger from so long ago resurfaced.

"Now see, that makes sense," Angelica offered, trying to placate Mom. "According to the police, Luann killed this woman because she spurned her advances. Sara Leighton Cabot was involved in Social Services and an outreach program. She helped Luann get back on her feet after she got out of Juvie. They were acquaintances for years. All of a, sudden Luann hits on her and then stabs her to death. Now does that sound like Luann to you?"

"No," Mom agreed. The older woman seemed to mull over the possibility. "But how folks is on the inside and how they is on the outside are two different things. And she had killed before."

"All true," Angelica agreed. "Look at me. In here, I'm a model citizen, get me on the outside and I can't pass an armored car without thinking about the best way to hijack it. And as for Luann's previous crime, take a look at this."

Angelica pulled out the file she had kept carefully hidden from prying eyes. "Do I want to know how you got this?" Mom asked with concern as she adjusted her bifocals and looked over the file.

"No," Angelica said, "just tell me what you think."

Angelica held her breath, watching to see if anyone was going to take an interest in what they were talking about. She had the computer ready to switch over to the Betty Crocker Home Page. "Well, I may not be as bright as you, but it isn't hard to figure this out. At least one of the cops at the scene didn't want to lock Luann up. And since the dead man's pants are down around his ankles in this photo, I can understand why," Mom finally uttered in a bitter tone. "Poor child."

"Yeah, since her stepfather was a cop, it was covered up and she was shipped off to the nearest hell hole," Angelica hissed. "Okay now listen to this. The night of the Cabot murder, Luann worked her regular shift as a stocking clerk at the local supermarket. She would have probably gotten home around three in the morning. The cops are on the scene by three seventeen and arrest her. No one sees or hears anything, but someone called the cops. Luann is interviewed by the cops for over six hours and doesn't say a word. Her public defender shows up, meets with her for all of two minutes, she's arraigned in record time and he enters a guilty plea for her."

"Now hold on," Mom cautioned her, "she would have had to say what she did and why before they sentenced her."

That part had been troubling Angelica and she knew that she had to talk to Luann about it. But getting the girl to speak was like trying to get money from a Republican. "There's more," Angelica continued in a hushed tone. "The public defender left the P.D's office a week later and went to work for Simpson, Jargons, Holmes & Holmes, a big law firm in the city."

"So?" Mom shrugged. "He finally decided he had had enough of the cesspool and went for the big bucks."

"Probably," Angelica agreed, "but the second Holmes on the letter head is the Judge who sentenced Luann. Although he isn't active in the firm, since he's a judge now, I still find that very odd. Plus the same firm handles the estate of the victim's late father and still represents her mother."

"Holy shit," Mom cursed under her breath. "You found all this out on that little box?" she said in amazement as she pointed towards the monitor.

"Yeah," Angelica boldly informed her. "Someone's coming," she whispered as she switched the screen over. "See, I told you there was no nutmeg in that recipe." Angelica announced, and pointed to the screen as a curious guard passed by.

As soon as the female corrections officer passed by, Angelica went to close the screen. "Wait, I want that recipe," Mom protested. "Baker owes me a favor and I haven't had a decent loaf of banana bread since I got locked up."

"Fine," Angelica agreed as she printed out the recipe. "I need to back track and wipe out the history so what I've been doing can't be traced."

"You know, I will never understand how a smart girl like you ended up here," Mom said in a scolding tone.

"I just can't resist temptation," Angelica confessed, then went about eliminating all traces of her illegal activities.

"I think you just like the challenge," Mom noted dryly. "If you put that bright mind of yours to work on something good, you could have a shot at a real life."

"Mom," Angelica groaned.

"Listen to me," the older woman cautioned her, "try it. Look what you're doing for Luann. And that is with you being locked up. Imagine what you could do on the outside."

"Right," Angelica scoffed.

"I'm serious," Mom growled. "I know what I'm talking about. Didn't you get your GED in here? And didn't you finish college in here? Don't end up like the rest of us losers. I had my whole life in front of me and I threw it away on drugs and worthless men."

Angelica did allow the words to sink despite the uncaring shrug she offered in response. Right now, she was concerned about Luann. The girl didn't belong in prison and if it was the last thing she did, she was going to get the girl out even if it meant that she would never see her again.

Later in the dinning hall, Luann curled up next to her, acting like the perfect little slave as she nestled against Angelica while the family shared their meal at their usual table. Then she escorted the smaller woman to the rec room, looking forward to nothing more than enjoying a game of chess with her cell mate. Luann was proving to be one of the few worthy opponents Angelica had encountered since being locked up.

As they passed the sneers of Steger and her gang of misfits playing Ping-Pong, Angelica made a point of slipping her hand between Luann's thighs as she guided the smaller woman across the room. "Wait here," Angelica instructed her cell mate, then left the younger woman in the company of Mom and Nana while she tracked down someone she needed to talk to.

Angelica tapped the curly-haired brunette who was watching television with her crew. "Marcel, can I talk to you?" Angelica requested sternly. The brunette sighed deeply, obviously annoyed by the interruption.

"Fine," Marcel agreed, and followed Angelica to the corner of the room, which provided a little privacy. Nearby were the rickety shelves that held a collection of abused board games.

"You were a lawyer right?" Angelica began directly.

"A hundred years ago," Marcel sighed with disinterest.

"Say you go on trial for murder," Angelica began, knowing that Marcel had been hassled by almost every inmate at Seaside for free legal advice.

"Been there, done that," Marcel grumbled.

"Whatever," Angelica snapped. "Say your lawyer and the judge have ties to the victim's family."

"That wouldn't happen," Marcel cut her off.

"Say it did," Angelica pushed.

"Then you would have very strong grounds for an appeal," Marcel supplied in a bored tone.

"How hard would it be?" Angelica pressed, she felt her heart beat begin to race at the idea that just maybe she could get Luann out of there.

"What is going on Walt?" Marcel grumbled.

Angelica leaned in so her next words couldn't be heard. "How would you like it if I owed you a favor?" Angelica offered. She discreetly slipped the files she had hidden beneath her blue cotton shirt to Marcel. "I hear your kid has a birthday coming up. I bet she'd like a nice new shiny bicycle."

A pair of brown eyes looked questioningly up at Angelica. "She likes blue," Marcel responded as she accepted the file. Getting the bicycle wouldn't be hard for Angelica, she had the Internet access and enough fake credit card numbers to pull it off without anyone ever finding out. Marcel's little girl would get a nice present from her mother, and just maybe Luann would be one step closer to freedom. "I'll see what I can do." Angelica simply nodded in agreement. "You better check on your girl. Steger's circling her."

"She must be brain damaged," Angelica groaned, not understanding why Steger insisted on being stupid.

"Probably," Marcel agreed.

Angelica had to smile at the way Luann was standing in front of the large woman in a defiant manner. Little by little, Luann seemed to be regaining a sense of herself. "Yo, Fugly!" Angelica called out to Steger, who was trying to put her hands on Luann's body. "Why is it that every time I turn around you're sniffing after my woman?"

"Hey, she invited me," Steger lied with a cocky sneer. "Maybe she's ready for a real fuck?"

Steger's cronies snickered until Angelica cast an icy glare over at them. The brunette hated this game, but it was all part of life on the inside. The brunette grabbed Luann by her chin and turned her towards her. "Do you want her?" Angelica hissed.

"No," Luann responded in an obedient manner.

Angelica thought she saw a slight sparkle in the redhead's eyes as the tired game began. There was a code to how Angelica had to handle the situation. Simply telling someone to back off wasn't enough. She had to prove that Luann was hers. And she had to be harsh with the smaller woman. No gentle kisses or caresses, and although Luann could taste her, she couldn't do the same. That would be a sign of weakness. She could take the girl but Luann couldn't be inside her. It was the way it was, and although Angelica enjoyed exploring Luann's body, she hated doing in front of a crowd and she missed the intimacy that her body truly craved.

"Who's the best fuck you've ever had?" Angelica demanded, as she roughly fondled the smaller woman's chest while the other's looked on.

"You," Luann confirmed with a deep moan that sent a shiver down the brunette's spine.

"Do you want me to fuck you now?"

Angelica thrust her hand between the redhead's thighs and ground her palm into Luann's center. "Yes," the smaller woman moaned eagerly as she parted her legs, accepting the brunette's touch while Angelica captured her lips in a bruising kiss. Luann's center thrust urgently against the brunette's hand while Angelica's lips feasted harshly up her. She bit Luann's lower lip, drawing a small trickle of blood before she released her hold on the smaller woman. "Stay away from my property," Angelica hissed at Steger who sneered in response.

"Oh, or what?" Steger challenged her.

Angelica's fist shot out, she heard a sickening crunch as she made contact with the ugly woman's face. Steger howled in pain as she fell onto the floor. Angelica felt a small degree of satisfaction that no one made a move to assist the obnoxious woman. Much to Angelica's regret, there was still a group watching her. She knew that she had to prove once again that Luann belonged to her. She felt sick knowing that again she would have to play the part. She shoved Luann back and spun her around.

Luann dutifully began to undo her jeans and lower them down to her thighs as Angelica pressed her up against the wall. Angelica ripped the younger woman's underwear down revealing her firm round backside for all to see. She fondled Luann's soft skin in an effort to delay the rest of her performance, hoping that guards were on their way to investigate the ruckus. Each time they acted out the charade, Angelica grew more and more fearful that she would be unable to stop.

Angelica laced her long fingers through Luann's shoulder length hair and pressed her harder against the concrete wall. "Who do you belong to?" the brunette demanded with a fierce growl, as Luann squirmed against her body.

"You," Luann choked out as she braced her hands against the wall.

Angelica allowed her hands to explore the smaller woman's body. She knew she should grope Luann roughly but a part of her was enjoying the feel of the redhead's body responding to her touch. She could feel her clit beginning to pulsate with desire as she cupped the soft skin of Luann's backside. "I'm going to fuck you," Angelica loudly hissed and felt Luann trembling against her touch. The harshness of her words both disgusted and excited the brunette as she dipped her fingers between Luann's thighs.

Angelica was taken aback by the abundance of wetness that had pooled between the smaller woman's legs. As shouts of encouragement filled her ears, Angelica ran her fingers along Luann's slick folds. "Is this what you want?" Angelica said hotly in the smaller woman's ears.

"Yes," Luann responded in a pleading tone.

Angelica didn't know if Luann's words were truthful or not she was far too busy praying for the guards to arrive and interrupt her before she lost herself in the feel of the redhead's body. Angelica felt a rush as she captured Luann's clit between two of her fingers. She could feel the woman's clit throbbing against her fingers as her own body began to pulsate. "I'm yours," Luann chanted as she clung to the wall while Angelica pinched and teased her clit while pressing her body against Luann's.

They began to sway in a wild rhythm as Angelica felt her body humming with desire. Soon it would be too late for them to stop. Angelica's long neglected need was taking over as she slipped one her hands up under the redhead's shirt while the other continued to tease her clit. Luann's wetness coated her hand. Fueled on by the feel of her cell mate's wetness, the brunette yanked the smaller woman's bra up and began to tease her nipple.

The feel of the smaller woman's nipple hardening from her touch was unbearable, and Angelica's body took over. She pinched and teased the small nipple eagerly while her other hand dipped further between Luann's legs. She was surprised and delighted when Luann's body jerked in response to the feel of Angelica's fingers pressing against the opening of her warm, wet center.

"Don't you two ever get enough?" she heard Merriman bark.

Angelica growled in frustration as she tore her hand away from Luann's body. "Pull your pants up," Angelica barked at the smaller woman who was struggling to breathe as she continued clinging to the wall. Luann nodded, then complied with Angelica's demand.

"What happened?" Merriment asked as she pointed towards Steger who was still sitting on the floor with a dazed look.

"What can I say? She's clumsy," Angelica answered with a shrug.

"Why don't you and your little friend go catch the movie down in the main room?" Merriman instructed her.

Angelica simply smirked as she grabbed Luann's hand and led her out of the room. She sat in the dark with Luann firmly placed on her lap as they watched 'Bambi' for the one-hundredth time. She caressed the smaller woman's body whenever anyone glanced in their direction. The usual loud hoots and hollers filled the room when Bambi's mother bought it. It was silly really, since she knew that most of the women who were cheering on the hunters were only doing it to hide the tears they really wanted to shed.

Normally Angelica would join in, lamely trying to reinforce her tough image. That night, however, Luann's constant squirming against her body was driving her insane. She could feel her jeans rubbing against her swollen clit as Luann rubbed against her. She allowed her hands to tease the smaller woman more than she had ever done before. She knew by the way Luann's passion had filled her hand in the rec room that the redhead needed her as much as she needed Luann.

The tiny pants and moans her cell mate was releasing, further fueled the flames of Angelica's desire. The brunette simply wanted the damn cartoon to finish so she could get back to their cell, knowing that tonight wouldn't be a charade. She clasped Luann's hips when she heard the zipper of the smaller woman's jeans being lowered. Angelica bit back a moan as the musky scent of Luann's desire filled her senses. All the months of caressing and fondling had caught up with them both, and they were helpless to resist.

Angelica knew that there really wasn't a reason to refuse, since she was looking at several more years and Luann would probably spend the rest of her life behind bars. Her sense of honor that had kept her urges at bay vanished as she cupped the smaller woman's breasts. "Touch yourself," Angelica whispered hotly in Luann's ear. The redhead kept her eyes that were darkened with desire, focused on the cartoon while she parted her legs and straddled Angelica's thighs.

Angelica pinched and teased Luann's fully erect nipples while she peered over the redhead's shoulder and watched as she slipped one of her tiny hands down the front of her pants. Angelica watched the movement of Luann's hand while they were slowly grinding against each other. She could feel Luann's breathing becoming labored as the redhead continued to discreetly stroke herself.

"Do you want this?" Angelica whispered in Luann's ear as her old fears resurfaced.

Angelica almost exploded when Luann tilted her head slightly and captured the brunette in a fiery gaze. "Yes," the redhead said with a tremble as she pressed her backside harder into Angelica's aching mound.

"Why?" Angelica soft uttered with surprise as she felt as if she were falling.

"Beautiful," came the soft sincere response that melted the brunette's heart.

Luann may not speak very often, but when she did, the tiny woman certainly made her point. With one word Luann laid claim to a place she already belonged to. She stole Angelica's heart right there and then. Angelica placed a soft kiss on Luann's inviting lips. "Show me," Angelica instructed her lover, hoping that no one had seen the gentle display. Luann's bright smile warmed Angelica's heart. The redhead turned her attention back towards the movie screen and continued her self-exploration while the brunette's fingers continued teasing her nipples.

Angelica watched as her lover's hand moved in a sensual rhythm. They only slowed or ceased their movements when a guard would pass by. When the lights came on both women were trembling with desire. Angelica's legs were shaking as she lifted Luann off of her lap. Angelica could feel her stomach flutter as Luann adjusted her pants and they made their way back up to their cell.

"You cry," Luann said as they enter the cell.

"When?" Angelica responded with surprise.

"Bambi, you usually cry," Luann explained.

Angelica's blue eyes widened in surprise, not only from the observation that she had managed to hide from the entire prison population, but that was probably the longest sentence Luann had offered since they met. "Tonight you didn't," Luann further explained.

"Yeah, well tonight I had something far more interesting to watch," Angelica confessed.

The sly smirk the redhead was sporting drew Angelica in further as she backed the smaller woman up to the dark corner behind the bunk beds. She was relieved when Luann wrapped her arms around her waist. "You do know this isn't why I've been trying to help you?" Angelica softly explained before placing a tender kiss on Luann's soft inviting lips.

"I know," Luann responded in a firm tone. "Beautiful," she added as she caressed Angelica's face.

"You are very beautiful too," Angelica said as she leaned into Luann's touch.

She almost laughed as Luann blushed and her eyes drifted down in embarrassment. "Didn't you know that?" Angelica asked. Luann simply shook her head no. "Were you this quiet on the outside?" This time Luann responded by shaking her head, yes. "I have to ask you something?" Angelica began in a serious tone. Luann simply looked up at her with an innocent smile. "Why did you plead guilty?"

"Didn't," Luann sighed.

"What?"

"Lawyer," Luann tried to explain.

"You never said you did it?" Angelica pressed.

"No," she responded flatly.

It broke Angelica's heart to see the light fading from Luann's eyes. "Never asked," Luann tried to explain, "just why?"

"I think I understand," Angelica sighed as she saw a brief glimmer of light returning to Luann's eyes. "No one asked you if you killed Sara. They only asked you why you did it?"

"Yes," Luann said with sadness. "You were the only one who asked. I told you because you asked."

"My God," Angelica groaned as she thought of Luann being questioned by the police for hours.

"Bed," Luann uttered firmly breaking Angelica from her thoughts.

"Huh?" Angelica blurted out with surprise at the lustful tone the younger woman had just used.

The brunette almost laughed at the exasperated sigh the smaller woman released. Luann's face scrunched up, as she seemed to be trying to figure out how to tell Angelica what she wanted. "Want you," she finally offered in a breathy tone. Angelica answered Luann by kissing her. The kiss quickly ignited as their tongues began exploring. The cell door slammed shut, jolting both women from the embrace.

"No pretending," Luann cautioned her as she stepped out of Angelica's arms in front of the bunk beds.

"Never again," Angelica promised as she joined the redhead in the tiny space.

The lights were still on and Angelica was well aware that every pervert on the second floor was watching them. Luann had stripped down to her panties and for the first time Angelica allowed herself to enjoy the show. "Bed," Angelica echoed the redhead's words. The fiery look Luann flashed made the tall brunette weak in the knees. She felt her nipples harden as Luann climbed onto the bottom bunk just as she did most nights and support herself on her hands and knees as she waited for Angelica to join her.

Angelica quickly stripped off her own clothing, including her underwear, and climbed in behind the smaller woman. Luann gasped when Angelica ran her hands along the redhead's firm backside. She lowered Luann's panties and cast them off before she pressed her wet mound against the smaller woman's flesh. Luann moaned as she thrust her hips back, eager to feel Angelica's desire painting her skin. The smaller woman shivered as Angelica's nipples brushed against her back. "Tonight, your screams will be real," Angelica promised with a soft whisper. "Tonight I'm going to do everything I've been pretending to do," she continued as Luann's firm backside rubbed urgently against her clit. "Is that what you want?"

"Yes," Luann hissed as she thrust harder against Angelica.

Angelica slipped her hand between them and ran her long fingers along Luann's slick folds. They had experience months of frustrating foreplay and now Angelica's dreams were about to come true. Luann gripped the iron rails of the bed as her body arched. "I love the feel of your ass," Angelica confessed as she pressed her wetness deeper against her lover while she pressed two fingers against Luann's warm wet center.

"Take me," Luann pleaded as she tried to impale herself on Angelica's fingers.

The soft, demanding tone Luann used was far more exciting to the tall brunette than all of the fake screams she had offered in the past. Angelica teased Luann's opening before filling her. She kissed the nape of her lover's neck as she wiggled her fingers inside of her. She could feel Luann's body trembling against her. Slowly she began to plunge in and out of Luann's wetness while her lover released needy pants and moaned with pleasure. "After the lights go out, I'm going to taste you," Angelica whispered hotly in her lover's ear.

"Yes," Luann responded as her hips began to rock urgently against Angelica's touch.

Luann's movements grew wilder as Angelica slipped another digit deep inside of her. They thrust frantically, willing the lights to go out so they could give themselves freely to each other. It wasn't candlelight and flowers, but it was all they had. "Feels so good," she heard her lover groan as she felt the walls of Luann's center tightening around her fingers. Luann cried out loudly as she exploded against Angelica's touch. They were plunged into darkness as Angelica's fingers went still inside her lover. Luann clasped her wrist tightly as she rode out the last waves of pleasure.

Her lover whimpered as Angelica's touch slipped from her wetness. The brunette reclined onto the bed and shifted until Luann's thighs were pressed against her face. Her lover's desire filled her senses and she clasped her firm round backside and drew her to her. She ran her tongue along Luann's nether lips, savoring the taste of the smaller woman. "Angel, baby," Luann moaned as she held herself upright by still clinging to the iron bed frame. Angelica understood what her lover wanted as she flickered her tongue against her swollen clit.

She drank in more of her lover as Luann ground herself against the brunette's face. Angelica was moaning in pleasure as she suckled her lover's clit into her mouth while she fought against the urge to touch herself. She could feel Luann's body quivering against her as she feasted upon her. "Cum all over me, baby," Angelica whispered before she began to suckle and tease her lover harder. Luann quickly fell over the edge, almost capturing the brunette with her body.

Angelica wrapped her lover up in her arms and kissed her deeply. "So good. So good," Luann began to repeat over and over again as she pressed her thigh between Angelica's legs. The brunette pulled the smaller woman up on top of her as the redhead began to thrust urgently against her.

Angelica was lost in the feel of Luann kissing her way down her body. She draped her long legs over her lover's shoulders as Luann nestled herself between her thighs. Angelica gripped the bed frame as she felt her lover's tongue gliding along her wetness. Luann drank in her passion greedily, while her tiny fingers plunged deep inside of her. Angelica gave herself over to Luann's knowing touch as she climaxed for the first time in years.

They kissed and clung to one another for the rest of the night until it was time to shower. They had often played in the shower in an effort to convince the others that Luann did indeed belong to her. That morning it took on a whole new meaning for the tall brunette who could finally enjoy the feel of Luann's body without guilt. After Luann had washed every inch of the brunette's body she allowed Angelica to press her up against the tiled wall. While others watched she begged the brunette to take her. "Fuck me," the smaller woman pleaded and opened herself up to her lover.

"I love it when you say that," Angelica whispered in her lover's ear while she entered her.

Luann clung to her tightly as she rode against Angelica's touch. The brunette plunged in and out of her lover's wetness while she stroked her clit with her thumb. As the cool water cascaded down their bodies, Luann climaxed against Angelica's touch. The only thing the brunette missed was being able to be tender with her lover. But this was their lot in life; all they could do was go with it and enjoy whatever moments they could steal.

Time passed slowly on the inside and little changed. Steger finally backed off, finally growing weary of Angelica beating her up. Both she and Luann were disappointed that they didn't have to prove anything quite so often. Luann was finally assigned to the library and began to speak a little more with each passing day. Angelica busied herself with Luann and her case. She worked on finding out what happened whenever she could. Then she'd passed along the information to Marcel. The former lawyer never said much but Angelica could tell she was very interested.

Late one afternoon, they were in the library hiding behind a stack of books. Angelica's back was up against the wall while Luann was kneeling in front of her. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you," Luann confessed as she began to lower the brunette's zipper.

"Sorry to interrupt," someone said as she cleared her throat.

Angelica grumbled when she spotted Marcel watching them. Luann grumbled as well as she stood up. "Is there a reason for this?" Angelica growled.

"Yeah," Marcel said with a smirk, "pull your pants up and meet me at one the tables.

When they finally emerged, they found Marcel sitting at a table with a pile of files in front of her. "Sit," Marcel barked.

"Excuse me?" Angelica asked, defiantly.

"Sorry," Marcel quickly apologized, "please sit."

"So what did you find out?" Angelica demanded once she and Luann had sat down.

Marcel smiled at the two of them holding hands. "You did all the work," Marcel began. "I have to tell you, this is the most amazing case."

"I'm glad we could make you happy," Angelica said sarcastically.

"I'm serious," Marcel explained. "If I were on the outside, I'd be champing at the bit just to work on it. First things first, you don't belong here," she directed towards Luann who simply stared at her with confusion.

"No kidding," Angelica muttered.

"Chill out, I have good news," Marcel said "I finally got someone at my old firm to look at what you found. He is creaming himself over this case. Luann, he is going to take your case pro bono."

"Really?" Luann blurted out.

"Really," Marcel confirmed with a smile. "There were so many judicial errors that if you did this on New Years Eve in Times Square with everyone watching you still shouldn't have been locked up."

"She's getting out?" Angelica said with glee. Then her heart dropped at the thought of Luann leaving her.

"It's just a matter of time," Marcel said. "Let me explain everything. First, Luann never spoke when the police questioned her, thereby never acknowledging that she understood her right to have council present. Secondly, the connection between the victim's family and your lawyer and the judge is enough to get you a new trial. Then we have the fact that Luann never admitted to the crime. It was right in the transcript. The court stenographer was floored and more than eager to turn over her notes. Add to that, the police never found out who called 911 and all of the neighbors swore they never heard anything. Except two of them, who swear that they saw Luann walking home not long before the police arrived. Now here is the biggie, Angelica you came up with two very viable suspects other than Luann. The mother, who hated her daughter's lifestyle, and Gloria, the victim's lover, who suspected that there was more than friendship going on between Luann and the victim."

"There was nothing going on," Luann protested. "Sara was just nice to me."

"Doesn't matter," Marcel explained. "Gloria was jealous, and that could have been a motive. What you don't understand, Luann, is that the time frame doesn't fit and there were other suspects. Even a crappy lawyer could have pleaded your case. Ergo, you had inadequate council, so that alone would get you a new trial. Mark Kemper is the lawyer handling your case; you should be hearing from him soon. Oh, and Walt, he wants to know when you're getting out, he wants to offer you a job."

"Told you that you were smart," Mom chimed in from the desk.

Later when they were alone, Luann looked over to the brunette was torn between sheer joy and misery. "I don't understand how I ended up here," Luann finally said. "I came home from work one day and found my friend dead in my apartment."

"It is really very simple," Angelica tried to explain. "Because of your past record, everyone assumed you did it. They just locked you up while you were still in shock. The only mistake you made was touching the murder weapon."

"I don't know how I'm going to survive without you," Luann said softly.

"You'll be fine," Angelica reassured her, "besides, I won't be in here forever."

"I'll wait for you," Luann vowed.

"Don't," Angelica said with a heavy heart. "You've got your life back, you don't need to waste your time waiting for me."

"You can't stop me," Luann asserted with confidence.

The End

ANGEL UNCHAINED

(Angel's Heart Part Two)

March 2003

Disclaimers, Yes I know who they look like and trust me it isn't them. The characters and story are the sole possession of the author and may not be reproduced posted or sold without the author's permission. If for any reason real or imagined you are uncomfortable with or do not wish to read graphic descriptions a loving sexual relationship between two women then do not read this story or anything else I have ever written. If for any reason it is illegal for you to view such material then do me a favor and come back when it is no longer a crime for you to view my work. This is a member's choice story. It has been selected by the members of my egroup as a story they wanted to see more of. What the heck does that mean? It is a sequel so I would strongly suggest that you read part one so you know what the heck is going on. Why can't you receive coffee through an IV? Nothing to do with the story I was just wondering.

Thanks to my beta reader Mary.

As always this is for Heather.

*****

"Where is our little Lulu?" Mom asked as Angelica smiled looking up from the stack of books she was returning to the shelves.

"Another meeting with her lawyer," Angelica explained.

"How is that going?" Mom eagerly inquired.

"Looks good," Angelica offered as the smile slipped from her face.

"Poor baby," Mom sighed.

"What?" Angelica mumbled as she shrugged off the older woman's attempt to comfort her.

"It is okay to miss her child," Mom gently informed her.

"No big deal," Angelica shrugged once again. Despite the indifference in her voice she knew that she was going to miss the small red head. "She's just my cellmate. My bitch and nothing more."

"You keep telling yourself that along with you ain't good enough to survive on the outside, and someday you might just believe it," Mom snorted with disgust.

"Whatever," Angelica grunted knowing that she already believed that it was the truth.

"Don't sass me Angel," Mom cautioned her before leaving the tall brunette alone with her books and thoughts.

Angelica was convinced that she just wasn't one of those people designed to survive on the outside. LuAnn, on the other hand, was an entirely different matter. She was going to miss the small quiet woman who had stolen her heart. It was ironic that it was Angelica who had set the wheels in motion that would set LuAnn free and leave her behind to nurse her broken heart.

"Walt!" A voice barked out. Angelica slowly turned and found the large woman looking at her expectantly, the brunette glared at the beefy guard in a defiant manner.

"Merriment, to what do I owe the pleasure?" Angelica sarcastically quipped.

"Your bitch's lawyer wants you to join the party," Merriment snarled as she flashed the tall inmate a toothy grin.

"Oh gee, you mean I have to stop and leave the thrills of the Dewey Decimal System?" Angelica whined as Merriment rolled her dark eyes.

"Come on," The large woman grunted.

Merriment guided the brunette down the cold gray corridors of the prison. "You should be proud of yourself," Merriment whispered once they were out of earshot of the others.

"Yeah? Why's that?" Angelica feigned indifference.

"Cut the smart ass attitude," Merriment said in a hushed tone as they approached a locked door. "What you did for Rivers, it was a good thing. I don't say anything nice to the gals in here very often so just accept it, okay? You did a good thing."

"Yeah don't let that get around," Angelica huffed as Merriment unlocked the door.

"What I don't get is what you are doing in here?" The large prison guard said with sincerity.

"I'm a thief," Angelica bluntly informed her as the guard searched her.

"Based on the number of times you've been locked up you must suck at it," Merriment challenged her. "Ever thought of a career change?"

"What is it with everyone today?" Angelica muttered as she was led into the small room.

*****

The brunette's face lit up when she saw LuAnn sitting at the small table next to the portly older man. "Miss Walters take a seat," The lawyer greeted her with a bright smile. She took nodded as she took a seat next to LuAnn. The small redhead instantly curled up next to her.

"I understand that my presence has been requested?" Angelica said as she wrapped an arm around her cellmate.

"I was hoping that you could help me explain some of what is going on to LuAnn?" Mark Kemper said as he waved his hand over the stacks of files that were laid out on the table.

"Lu's a bright girl," Angelica defended her cellmate.

"True but a little hesitant when it comes to talking," Mark explained. "You seem to have a way with her."

"Fine," Angelica agreed. "Whatever I can do to help. Why is this taking so long?"

"The appeals process consists of a great deal of paperwork," Mark wearily explained. "First thing I had to do was recollect the information you gave to Janet."

"What was wrong with the stuff I gave to Marcel?" Angelica demanded.

"Nothing, except you obtained it illegally," Mark chuckled. "I had to find out the same things you did but through legal avenues before I could file."

"Pesky thing the law," Angelica noted whimsically.

"At times it can be," Mark agreed. "Let me bring you up to speed. I've filed an appeal on LuAnn's behalf. The higher court has agreed to hear the case next week. I have no doubt that with the evidence I've collected above and beyond your findings, they will over turn LuAnn's conviction."

"When can she start packing her bags?" Angelica eagerly inquired. As much as she would miss LuAnn the girl was going to die if she stayed locked up. Angelica couldn't allow that.

"Not so fast," Mark cautioned. "Are you in hurry to get rid of her?" He teased, as LuAnn's face grew troubled.

"Yes, she snores," Angelica dryly retorted. LuAnn grimaced as she swatted the brunette playfully across her midsection. "Okay Mr. Kemper, the higher court overturns her conviction and then what?"

"The D.A. will file a motion to stop the higher court," He explained. "Or they allow it to go through and file charges against her again."

"Wait," Angelica asked in a panic. "The conviction is overturned and the moment she is free the cops are just going to arrest her again? Can't they see that she didn't do it? You'd think that they would be busy trying to find the real killer instead of persecuting LuAnn."

"Some of them are." Mark asserted. "The D.A.'s office is embarrassed, not to mention the original investigating officers, and LuAnn's original attorney who is now working for one of the most prestige law firms in the city, as well as a very highly respected Judge who isn't happy that we are making him look guilty of a crime. Everyone wants this case and LuAnn to just go away."

"I think I get the picture," Angelica sighed with exasperation as LuAnn stared helplessly up at her. "Some of the cops and lawyers want to do the right thing," Mark nodded in agreement. "The higher court will overturn LuAnn's conviction and she will be taken right back to court for a bail hearing."

"I will be with her the whole time when she pleads not guilty," Mark reassured them. "I will argue that there isn't enough evidence to charge her. When that doesn't work, I will argue against bail since she has already been serving time for this crime."

"County jail," Angelica sighed.

"Not here?" LuAnn argued. "Why?"

"This is what I can't get through to her." Mark pleaded.

"No, they send you to jail to await trial," Angelica carefully explained. "This is the place you come to after you've been convicted. Come on LuAnn you know this."

"No," LuAnn pleaded helplessly. "Locked up. No you."

"I know, but that is the way it is," Angelica tried to reason with the whimpering woman who was quickly reverting back into her old habits. LuAnn's regression had begun when Mr. Kemper had begun working on her case.

"Here we go again," Mark grumbled.

"Lu," Angelica tenderly addressed the smaller woman. "Chances are that you won't even be charged again. And if you are you won't be coming back here. We can write to each other."

"No," Lu whined.

"LuAnn, she is telling you the truth," Mark tried to reason with the flustered redhead. "I'm trying to get things set up for you with a place to live and a job. The college courses Angelica encouraged you to take have been helpful. You are going to be free. Chances are that you will have to go to jail first. It will be better than being here in prison."

"No," LuAnn whimpered again. "Need Angel."

"I don't understand?" Kemper practically pleaded. "County jail is a hell of a lot better than this place."

"For most people," Angelica argued. "She'll be vulnerable. She only feels safe around me. She was almost raped when she first got here. Not to mention when she was in Juvie she was taken advantage of. Is there anyway you can make certain she is put in solitary?"

"I can try," He readily agreed.

"LuAnn," Angelica carefully began. "If you want to get out this is the way it has to be. You can't stick around here until my time is up. Plus don't you want to see Sara's killer caught?"

"Yes," LuAnn weakly agreed.

"Thank you," Mark blew out with relief. "Speaking of your sentence I understand that you have a parole hearing coming up."

"Yeah so?" Angelica asked in confusion.

"I'd like to speak to the parole board on your behalf," He offered.

"Won't do any good," Angelica scoffed. "The board is well aware of the fact that the second I hit the streets I end up stealing something."

"Maybe this time you'll have an incentive to stay straight," Mark said as he nodded towards LuAnn. "With the education you've received in here, and the way you've proven yourself by helping bringing LuAnn's case to light, I'm looking forward to hiring you myself."

"It wouldn't matter," Angelica argued. "If I do get out on parole I can't associate with LuAnn."

"Wrong," Mark corrected her. "Once LuAnn is free she will be cleared of all charges and her juvenile record is sealed."

"Meaning?" Angelica eagerly asked as she felt a small glimmer of hope. She had always assumed that the terms of parole would keep them apart.

"You could live together and no one could do or say anything about it," Mark enlightened her. "Now let's get back to work."

They went over LuAnn's case carefully as the smaller woman clung to Angelica in a needy manner. Mark explained that once he presented her case to the court it could take a few days or weeks before they heard anything. If the appeal failed which he felt certain it wouldn't, he would file an appeal even higher up the food chain. Angelica and LuAnn thanked him before they were escorted to the dinning hall.

*****

"Lulu why don't you try eating something?" Mom encouraged the small woman who was still clinging to Angelica. "I'm worried about you child," LuAnn simply looked down at her tray and pushed her food around. "Bad day with the lawyer?" Mom finally asked Angelica with concern.

"No," Angelica mused as she looked down at LuAnn. "He had really good news."

"So why is our little Lulu acting like someone just shot her dog?" Nana asked. "You've been behaving yourself haven't you Angel?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Angelica respectfully answered. "It is just that if the appeal goes through Kemper thinks that the D.A., in an effort to make himself look good, is going to seek another shot at LuAnn. Which means she'll have to go to county until her trial."

"I see," Nana nodded in understanding. "Now listen up Lulu this is your chance don't blow it just because you'll miss tall, dark and stubborn here. You'll be fine in county if you stop acting like the scared little bird you use to be. Now eat."

LuAnn nodded in agreement as she started to take a few small bites. "Parole?" LuAnn asked in a meek tone as she looked up at Angelica.

"Oh brother," Angelica sighed.

"Are you up?" Mom asked with a smile.

"Yeah," Angelica shrugged.

"Oh no you don't," Mom chastised her. "You are not going into your hearing acting like you don't care. Not this time. You get your sorry butt out of here and don't come back."

"Damn right," Connie agreed.

Angelica could feel the walls closing in around her. 'What if I try and they just shoot me down again? LuAnn will be left on her own. Maybe she'd be better off without a tired old thief hanging around?' Her fears screamed through her mind as she pretended to ignore her family and their well-meaning advice.

*****

Later in the rec room the brunette was doing everything she could to avoid everyone including LuAnn. "I'm worried about her," Mom explained when she finally managed to corner Angelica. "She's not talking again. It is just like when she got here."

"I know," Angelica wearily responded.

"If she thinks you'll be joining her on the outside, it might just be the push she needs?" Mom theorized.

"Why is this up to me?" Angelica hissed.

"Because she's in love with you and you love her," Mom whispered so the other inmates couldn't hear what she was saying. "Don't bother denying it. Just promise me, and her, that you are going to walk into your hearing acting like the mature, intelligent woman that you are."

"I promise," Angelica vowed.

"Hey Walt passing your bitch around?" Steger snickered as she brushed past her.

"Steger," Angelica groaned with disgust. "What brings you out from under your rock you evil little troll?"

"I was just saying if you are sharing these days, I don't want to miss my turn," Steger cackled as she nodded over to the corner.

A small blonde that Angelica had never seen before was trying to paw LuAnn. "What the fuck?" Angelica grumbled as she pushed Steger aside. The brunette smiled as she watched LuAnn push the blonde away from her. "Nice to see you are still in there," Angelica whispered proudly at how her lover was defending herself. Still the woman was very muscular and would probably end up hurting LuAnn if Angelica didn't step in. "Yo Blondie!" The activity in the room stilled as Angelica stormed over to her lover. "You brain damaged or something?"

"What?" The stranger asked in bewilderment as she looked up at Angelica.

"Brain damaged it is," Angelica grunted as she glared down at the blonde. "Get your grubby paws off of my bitch."

"Her?" The blonde laughed. "Hell I've already had her."

"Right," Angelica sneered. The guilty look in LuAnn's eyes tore at her heart. "Look, since you are new here I won't kill you. Just let me spell it out for you, she's my bitch. So unless you want to challenge me get your slimy hands off of her."

"She's free," the blonde argued.

"Who told you that?" Angelica demanded as she pointed to Steger. "That rodent whose been sniffing after her since she got here?" She glared over at LuAnn. "Who do you belong to?"

LuAnn's emerald eyes were burning into her. Between Angelica's attitude regarding her parole hearing and being pushed around by this thug, it appeared that the small redhead had enough. Normally Angelica would have been proud of her lover taking steps to prove herself. Unfortunately this wasn't the time or place to exert her newfound bravado.

Everyone's mouths hung open when LuAnn failed to respond. 'Not now Baby, you can be mad at me later.' Angelica mentally pleaded as her lover gave her a defiant look. "Well it looks like she isn't yours," the blonde gloated as she reached out for LuAnn. Angelica's hand jerked out as she caught the blonde's fingers and bent them backwards until the blonde was on her knees crying and pleading for Angelica to let her go. "Never touch my property," Angelica hissed as she pushed the blonde away.

LuAnn's face was blank as Angelica turned to face her. "Forgetting your place?" Angelica hissed as she grabbed the front of LuAnn's blouse and yanked the smaller woman to her. She captured LuAnn's mouth roughly. She kissed her lover in a cold, demanding manner as LuAnn's lips remained still. She bit down on LuAnn's bottom lip until she felt the blood trickling down the redhead's chin. She licked the blood from her lips as she pushed LuAnn up against the table.

She kept the material of LuAnn's shirt wrapped in one hand as the other began to unbutton the redhead's jeans. LuAnn stared up at her with a challenging gleam in her eyes. Angelica yanked the redhead's pants down as far as she could with one hand. She yanked LuAnn back up and hungrily reclaimed her mouth. The brunette felt a small glimmer of hope as she felt LuAnn finally responding to her kiss. Angelica pushed the smaller woman down. "Pull your pants down then bend over." Angelica demanded. LuAnn gave her an incredulous look that seem to say, 'Honey what the hell are you talking about?'

"Do it," Angelica ordered her knowing there was no way she could back down without endangering LuAnn's life.

The smaller woman gave her a quizzical look before her eyes dimmed with a sudden understanding and she complied with the brunette's instructions. Angelica sneered for the benefit of all those who were watching. She didn't miss the hungry look in the eyes of the blonde who had started all of this. Angelica ran her hands along her lover's shapely behind as she kicked her legs apart. She felt LuAnn trembling as she clutched the edge of the table. She raised her hand and slapped her lover's tender flesh. Before her lover could prepare herself the brunette delivered a second blow. LuAnn released a groan as Angelica's hand made contact with her backside once again. "Who do you belong to?" Angelica asked in a slow careful tone.

"You," LuAnn moaned in response just as Angelica's hand struck her once again.

Angelica was careful not to strike her lover too hard despite the way she made it look to the others. "Say it again," the brunette demanded as she continued to spank the smaller woman.

"I'm yours," LuAnn choked out as her body quivered. Angelica could feel her lover's desire on her fingers as her hand maintained a steady rhythm. LuAnn continued to cry out that she belonged to Angelica as the brunette's hand began to roughly massage her firm round backside. Then as the other's watched Angelica plunged her fingers into her lover's wetness. She hated the games their life forced upon them. She had no choice, if she didn't play out the charade completely no one would believe either of them.

LuAnn's hips jerked in response as Angelica plunged into her wetness. "I'm your bitch," LuAnn vowed as she clung to the edge of the table while her hips bucked eagerly against Angelica's touch. "The guards are coming," Someone alerted them.

"Come for me now," Angelica demanded as she took her lover deeper. "That's it. Do it before the guards get here." She knew that LuAnn was very close to the edge, but she was faking as she cried out with pleasure.

Just as the guards approached LuAnn pulled her pants up and took her place in Angelica's lap. The guards looked around to see what the disturbance had been. They only found a quiet room filled with women who were trying a little too hard to act as if nothing was amiss. "That was stupid," Angelica whispered in her lover's ear as she pinched and teased one of her lover's nipples between her fingers.

"Sorry," LuAnn shyly apologized.

"We will talk about this at lights out," Angelica whispered again as LuAnn snuggled against her.

They spent the rest of the night in the same chair. LuAnn snuggled up against Angelica while the brunette kissed and fondled her as she kept a watchful eye on the troublesome blonde and Steger. Once it was time to return to their cell Angelica hurriedly led the redhead back to the small cell that they shared.

*****

The cell door slammed behind them and Angelica spun around to see her lover sitting on the bunk that they shared staring at the floor.

"Why?" She demanded as she stared down at the smaller woman. "Do you think I get some kind of thrill fucking you in front of everyone?" Angelica demanded in a hushed tone.

"No," LuAnn mumbled.

"Then why did you back me into that corner?" Angelica softly pleaded as she sat down next LuAnn.

"If you aren't even going to try then I better get used to being on my own," LuAnn answered her in a bitter tone as her tear filled eyes looked up at Angelica.

"Oh baby," Angelica sighed as she captured her lover's face in her hands. "I'm going to try. I am going to do everything I can to see that the both of us get out of here." She promised.

"Really?" LuAnn questioned her doubtfully.

"Really," Angelica reassured her. "I love you. And I am going to play nice for the parole board and pray that we will be together."

"I thought you were giving up," LuAnn sniffed. "I thought you just wanted me to go away."

"Never," Angelica vowed before placing a soft kiss on her lover's lips.

"I'm sorry," LuAnn sniffed once again. "I'm scared."

"So am I baby," Angelica confessed. "Now you want to tell me about that snotty blonde, Steger sent sniffing after you?"

"Juvie. Metzger kind of ran the place," LuAnn mumbled as she shamefully turned away. "She was the one who broke me." Angelica could feel her anger returning suddenly wishing that she had hurt the blonde even more than she did.

"Hey," Angelica cooed as she placed her fingers under LuAnn's chin and turned her to face her. "I think she understands that you are off limits. If she doesn't I will need to be very careful since I can't risk any infractions right now."

"We still need to make noise tonight," LuAnn suggested as she began to unbutton Angelica's blouse.

"A little eager aren't we?" Angelica teased as she reclined and allowed LuAnn to undress her.

"Yes," LuAnn purred in response as she dropped the last of the brunette's clothing onto the floor and began to kiss her way up Angelica's body.

Angelica grabbed onto the rails of the bed as her lover nestled herself between her legs. The lights were still on as LuAnn began to feast upon the brunette's wetness. "I need to spank you more often." Angelica moaned as the redhead teased her throbbing clit with her teeth and her tongue. Angelica clung to the rails as she prayed for the lights to be shut off and they could be free to explore one another completely. As the lights were finally extinguished Angelica was rocking her wetness urgently against her lover who was murmuring with pleasure.

"Take your clothes off," Angelica whispered in the darkness as she ran her hands along the supple curve of her lover's body. "I want to finish what I started earlier," LuAnn moaned in response as she quickly began to shed her clothing. The small woman turned away from her exposing her backside to Angelica as she rested on her hands and knees. Angelica knew that her lover's body was exposed to anyone who was watching from across the catwalk that ran along the cellblock. She hated that they were forced to share their intimacy with every pervert who wanted to watch. She climbed up behind her lover's prone body and cupped her firm backside roughly. "I love your ass," she murmured before she ran her tongue along the pink flesh.

LuAnn parted her thighs as Angelica's tongue dipped deeper inside of the redhead's desire. She filled her mouth with LuAnn's wetness as her lover thrust her hips with an urgent need. "You're so ready," Angelica whispered in a husky tone as she cupped her lover's mound and began to tease her with the palm of her hand.

"Please," LuAnn pleaded as she grinded herself against Angelica's hand.

"Tell me," Angelica encouraged her as she grinded harder against her lover's throbbing clit.

"Please take me," LuAnn begged as Angelica kissed her way up the smaller woman's body and pressed her breasts into the redhead's back. "I need you." LuAnn whimpered as Angelica pressed her wetness inside of her lover.

"I am going to fuck you," Angelica called out for the benefit of anyone who was listening as their bodies wildly rocked against one another.

"Yes," LuAnn cried out as Angelica entered the redhead's center.

She nibbled on her lover's neck as her fingers glided in and out of LuAnn's wetness while she stroked her clit with her thumb. "Oh God! You're so good!" LuAnn cried out as her hips bucked urgently encouraging Angelica the take her harder and deeper. Angelica clasped her lover's shoulder with her free hand as they gyrated urgently against one another in a demanding rhythm. "More!" LuAnn pleaded. Angelica's body was trembling as she added another digit deep inside her lover's passion while she began to paint her back door with a free digit. "Yes!" LuAnn screamed as Angelica teased the puckered opening as her lover's body thrust wildly. Angelica pressed her throbbing clit against the smooth flesh of LuAnn's body as she filled her completely. Her fingers matched the urgent rhythm of her lover's quivering body as she rode against the smaller woman. "You're the best," LuAnn cried out as Angelica drove the both of them over the edge. She felt her lover's body tightening against her touch as she exploded against her. The bunk bed rattled as they became lost in a haze of complete ecstasy, until they collapsed onto the bed.

The sounds emanating from their cell that night and their behavior in the shower the following morning cleared away any doubts as to just who it was that LuAnn belonged to. Judging by the black eye Steger was sporting at breakfast it appeared that Metzger took exception to her misinformation the day before. Angelica was pleased that Steger got what was coming to her, still it made her worry all that much more about Metzger. For the moment things seemed as peaceful as they could be at Seaside.

*****

A few weeks later Angelica was preparing to face the parole board while they were waiting to hear what the five judges of the higher court had decided. They were relaxing in the sunshine outside for what qualified as a yard. Angelica was tossing a football around with Connie and Becky while LuAnn sat at a nearby picnic table chatting with Mom and Nana. The false sense of security was quickly shattered when Angelica heard Nana's voice raised in anger.

"Stay away from my family," the older woman demanded.

"Now what?" Angelica said as she and the others rushed over.

The sight of LuAnn in a fistfight with Metzger sent a chill down Angelica's spine. Nana, to her credit, whacked her cane soundly upside the blonde's head. Metzger was stunned as she reeled from the blow. "You old bitch," Metzger hissed as she staggered towards Nana who was readying her cane for another strike. LuAnn took the opportunity to place a hard kick in the blonde's midsection that sent her flying to the ground. Angelica pushed Nana out of the way as Becky stomped down on Metzger's wrist.

"Don't be stupid," Becky hissed as the blonde's wrist snapped from the force.

Mom kicked what the blonde had been holding away while Becky pressed her boot harder down on the blonde's shattered wrist. "A shiv?" Angelica stammered in disbelief was she looked down at the homemade weapon that Mom had kicked away. Nana pushed past the brunette and placed her cane against the blonde's throat. Metzger was gasping for air as Nana applied more pressure. "You trying to stick one of my kids?" Nana hissed as she continued to press down on her cane. Metzger could only gurgle in response as Angelica felt the sweat beading up on her brow. Out of everyone in her little family she was the only one who had never taken a life. What was making her sick to her stomach was that she didn't want to stop her adopted grandmother from exacting revenge.

"Guards," Connie offered in a hushed tone.

All of them with the exception of Nana who kept Metzger pinned to the ground retreated to the picnic tables and acted as if nothing was wrong. Just as the guards approached Nana gave her trusty cane one last thrust and joined the rest of her family. "Do I want to know what happened?" Merriment muttered as she stood over Metzger.

"She fell," most of the inmates who had been watching the show volunteered as the other guards helped Metzger to her feet.

"Of course she did," Merriment grumbled as she carefully picked up the knife in a manner that wouldn't disturb any prints. "And this fell from the sky?"

"Could be," Mom offered with a bright smile. "Of course I wouldn't dream of telling you how to do your job, but you could just run it for prints."

"Why thank you Hooper," Merriment groaned as she motioned for the other guards to take Metzger away. "Everyone back inside."

There was a collective grumbling from all of the inmates as they reluctantly left the fresh air and returned back inside that dank building. "There is something going on here," Mom noted as they shuffled back inside. "If this was about claiming a woman Metzger would have gone after you."

"I think it is time to have a chat with my old friend Steger," Angelica agreed as she veered off while the others returned to the library.

"Be careful," LuAnn whispered just before Angelica could duck away.

Angelica caught up with Steger quickly. She almost laughed at the way her cronies disappeared the moment she grabbed the plump woman by the back of the neck. "I didn't have anything to do with it," Steger blurted out before Angelica could ask her anything.

"Right," Angelica hissed.

"Hey if you haven't noticed Metzger and I ain't exactly buddies," Steger protested as she pointed to the faded bruise under her eye.

"Tell me about that?" Angelica demanded as she backed Steger into a corner.

"About what?" Steger groused.

"Be smart for a change," Angelica stressed. "My family is unhappy and you know about my relatives. Not a one of them is going to see the outside ever again so they have nothing to lose."

"What do you want to know?" Steger conceded.

"Clever troll," Angelica chuckled. "Why did Metzger zero in on Rivers? Was that your doing?"

"No," Steger reluctantly admitted. "She was looking for her the moment she got here. The first thing she did was to start asking about this bitch she use own back in Juvie named Rivers. All I did was say she was on the market. I thought it would be fun."

"You and I have different ideas of fun," Angelica sighed. "But that sounds like you. Anything else I should know?"

"Like I said we ain't buddies," Steger growled. Angelica simply nodded that it was enough. "I don't think any one knew that she was planning on taking Rivers out or why. Something that big someone would have known."

"Thanks," Angelica said as she made her way back towards the library.

*****

By the time she had rejoined her family she collected every scrap of gossip she could find. She wasn't surprised to find everyone sitting around one of the tables' playing cards. "How are you doing Nana?" She asked as she joined them.

"Fine," Nana shrugged. "Take more than that snot nosed little brat to get me all worked up. What did you find out?"

"Metzger started looking for LuAnn the moment she landed here," Angelica began as the others continued with their card game.

"You know her Lulu?" Nana asked as she discarded.

"She broke me in Juvie," LuAnn flatly explained as she picked up from the deck. "I belonged to her until she got bored and sold me."

"Doesn't add up," Mom noted thoughtfully.

"No one seemed to know that Metzger was going to try and hit LuAnn," Angelica continued as she kept a watchful eye on her lover.

"Some one had to know," Connie interrupted.

"No one," Angelica asserted. "Not her cellmate or any of the thugs she hangs with. She's in the infirmary. Nana did a job on her pipes. Merriment is running the shiv for prints. Looks like Metzger will have some serious explaining to do."

"Gin," Mom said as she placed her cards down. "Who do we know in the infirmary?" She asked as the others counted the points in their hands. "I want Angel, Connie and Becky to have a chat with our new friend before she is shipped out. Angel, find out what you can about Metzger. I want to know what she was into before she got here. LuAnn, it's your deal."

Angelica busied herself on the computer while her companions continued to cheat at gin or run errands. Just after dinner Angelica kissed LuAnn quickly before she joined up with Becky and Connie. The right people had been approached, favors exchanged and bribes paid so that the three them were standing around Metzger's bed without any witnesses. Angelica knelt beside the sleeping woman and flicked her hard on the forehead. Metzger's dark brown eyes widened in horror when she discovered the three of them hovering above her as she looked up helplessly. Becky clamped her mouth shut as Connie pinned her down. "You messed with the wrong family." Angelica dryly informed the frightened woman. "Now if you tell us what we want to know you might just live until they can transfer your sorry ass out of here and to another prison," Metzger continued to squirm only to have Becky and Connie increase their hold on her until it reached a painful level. "Behave and tell us what we want to know," Angelica calmly instructed her. "You can start with that really big bank account set up in your name right after you got here."

Angelica smiled cruelly as Metzger ceased her struggling. "Good girl," She praised her as she nodded to Becky to release the hold on her mouth. "Start talking."

"Rich old broad," Metzger grunted as Connie and Becky kept her pinned down.

"Keep going," Angelica instructed her.

"Wanted me to whack some bitch I barely remember," Metzger reluctantly added.

"What else?" Angelica pushed.

"That's it," Metzger fumed. "She offered me a shit load of money to take out some one once I got here. Hell I was on my way here to do a nickel so why not walk out with a lot of money?"

"Who is your benefactor?" Angelica demanded in a low threatening tone.

"Huh?" Metzger said.

"The rich old broad what was her name numb nuts?" Angelica hissed with frustration.

"Cabot," Metzger choked out.

"What was her first name?" Angelica demanded fully aware that their time was growing short.

"How the hell should I know?" Metzger spat back then cried out as Connie twisted her arm. "I swear I don't know," Metzger whimpered. "I want to say Sara, but that was the name of some scant social worker I knew back in Juvie who kept trying to get time added on to my sentence."

"That should do it," Angelica grunted as she stood. "My sisters are just going to remind you to stay away from my family. Ladies," she added with a coy smirk to her friends before ducking out of the infirmary. She made her way to the rec room. She greeted her lover and Mom and Nana before she went looking for Marcel.

"Can't you ever bother me during a commercial?" Marcel grumbled as she approached. Angelica simply snorted in response. "So I hear Metzger is probably going to leave the infirmary in worse shape than she went in,' Marcel whispered with a smirk.

"Possibly," Angelica causally surmised.

"Why Rivers?" Marcel asked.

"Rich old woman by the name of Cabot set up a bank account for Metzger to the tune of eighty grand for when she got out if she made certain that Rivers didn't," Angelica explained in a hushed tone.

"I'll let Kemper know," Marcel offered. "Let him go through the legal channels. Of course Dear sweet Mrs. Cabot just might be trying to avenge her kid's murder."

"Could be," Angelica agreed.

"God I wish I was on the outside working this case," Marcel groaned. "Corrupt judge, the D.A. and cops running around trying to wipe the egg off of their collective faces and now a contract killing. Damn it is a lawyer's dream. Hey I hear you have a parole hearing coming up?"

"Couple days," Angelica nervously replied.

"Good luck," Marcel offered before returning her attention to the television.

"Thanks. For everything," She added before rejoining her family.

*****

The following day Angelica was leaning her head on a table in the library as LuAnn massaged her shoulders. "I hate this waiting," Angelica groaned.

"Is that why you tried to restack the entire library in one morning?" LuAnn teased. "Kemper said it could take weeks before we hear anything."

"That is so nice," Angelica moaned softly as she patted LuAnn's hand that was now resting on her shoulder.

"The massage?" LuAnn asked.

"That too," Angelica laughed. "No hearing you talking again. It seemed the deeper we got into your case the more you started to shut down again. Well until I spanked you," Angelica added in a husky tone.

"Will you spank me again tonight?" LuAnn purred softly into her ear.

Angelica turned ready to pull her lover down onto her lap when Merriment stepped into the library. "Rivers your lawyer is here," she barked. They froze and stared into each other's eyes suddenly realizing that this might be the last time they ever get to see one another. "Come on Rivers I don't have all day," Merriment barked once again.

"Go on," Angelica nudged her. The brunette's heart was breaking as she watched her lover walk away without be able to kiss or hug one another goodbye.

Angelica tried to put on a stoic face while Mom and Nana comforted her. Just as her resolve was starting to crumble and she was ready to give into the tears Merriment stepped back into the library. "You know Walters if your cramps are that bad maybe you should go sit in your cell?" The guard sternly addressed her.

"My cramps?" Angelica muttered in confusion. "I'm not due for another two weeks," Merriment rolled her eyes as she sneered at her dimwittedness. "She's getting out," She gasped. "Right my cramps are killing me, I think I will go back up to my cell," She blurted out quickly as she grabbed the pass Merriment was holding out for her and rushed back up to her cell.

Angelica paced nervously around the tiny cell until LuAnn finally appeared. Without a word they rushed into one another's arms. "How can something that feels so good make me miserable?" She murmured in her lover's hair.

"I don't know if I can do this?" LuAnn sobbed.

Angelica held her tightly as she rubbed the smaller woman's back until the last of her tears had fallen. "Time to pack and go," Angelica informed her as she took a shy step back.

"Not much to pack," LuAnn sniffed. "Not that it matters since Kemper told me there are two cops waiting outside of the gate ready to arrest me again."

"Assholes," Angelica muttered as she watched her lover shed her prison uniform and change into a drab dress. She couldn't speak as LuAnn gathered her few meager possessions while Merriment lingered outside of the cell.

"Is that yours?" Angelica asked as she took in the ill-fitting dress.

"No," LuAnn sighed. "Police gave it to me. My clothes had Sara's blood on them."

"Oh," Angelica muttered once again realizing that LuAnn had been the one to find the body of her only friend butchered in her apartment.

"Do good tomorrow," LuAnn encouraged her as they hugged once again. "I love you."

"I love you too," Angelica whispered as she gave her lover one last squeeze.

*****

"I must confess Miss Walters this is quite a change since the last time I spoke with you," Mrs. Grogram said with surprise. "Your record on the inside has always been commendable and yet whenever you get out you manage to find your way back here in a relatively short period of time. This time there were so many people speaking on your behalf, lawyers, prison guards, police officers, other inmates, even the warden and yet I think the strongest voice in your favor has been your own. The last several times you've sat before this board you've been sarcastic and flippant. I got the impression that you didn't want to get out."

"I didn't," Angelica, answered her and the rest of the parole board honestly. "I do now."

"Why the change?" Mrs. Grogram encouraged her.

"In the past I was convinced I couldn't make it on the outside," Angelica continued. "Now I really have something to look forward to."

"The job with Kendall, Kemper & Simon?" Mrs. Grogram inquired.

"Not just that," Angelica smiled proudly. "For the first time I really have a future. And I earned it instead of stealing it. I realize that earning it is a lot more fun and rewarding."

"I am impressed," Mrs. Grogram acknowledged. "But I must warn you that your past is still working against you. Since during previous incarcerations you have been granted an early release and managed to break the terms of your release in record time."

"I understand," Angelica graciously accepted the words of caution.

"If you'll just have a seat outside, we will have our decision soon," Mrs. Grogram pleasantly instructed.

"Thank you," Angelica smiled as she stood and left the room.

Angelica was nervous as she waited in a chair just outside of the hearing room. The only other time she was nervous after a hearing was the first time. Of course then she knew she would get out. She was so cocky and arrogant back then. After she blew that chance she no longer cared and managed to convince herself that she functioned much better behind bars. Now she really believed what she had said, she had the chance to truly start over with a new job she had earned and, hopefully, LuAnn's heart.

Angelica was called back into the room. She nervously took her seat on one side of the table as the members of the board carefully watched her from the other. "I hope we don't end up regretting this, but the board has unanimously voted to grant you an early release." Mrs. Grogram smiled at her. "There are certain conditions of course like no stealing." Mrs. Grogram teased her. "We understand that you will be in contact with known criminals because of your job, but other than business, there is to be no contact or illegal activities. You are to report to your probation officer once a week. Until the end of your probation leaving the state is out of the question. Good luck to you Miss Walters, I really hope never to see you again."

"Thank you," Angelica responded with a brilliant smile.

*****

"I'm exhausted," Angelica, sighed as she climbed out of her cubicle just as Kemper was returning from visiting LuAnn at the county jail. Working for Mark Kemper had proven to be just what she needed. The work was challenging and Kemper really was one of the good guys. The only thing he asked in return for hiring her and finding her an apartment she could afford was that she work hard, not obtain information by breaking the law, and to stay away from his BMW. She had to laugh at that last one. 'Please like I'd steal that aging hunk of junk.' She teased him in response.

"How is she?" she quickly asked him.

"She's holding up," He reassured her. "Hopefully I can get you cleared so you can come with me the next time."

"Thanks," Angelica said with a sad smile.

"Thanks nothing," Kemper cut her off. "You are the only one she is comfortable talking to. Are you ready for tomorrow?"

"I can't wait," Angelica responded eagerly. "First we have Gloria Knots the girlfriend, then the D.A. and Detective Holden, and then my personal favorite, Amanda "Mandy" Cabot."

"You think it was the mother?" He asked.

"Well, at first I would have bet against the house it was Gloria, but after Mama Cabot hired Metzger to bump off LuAnn I'd have to go with her," Angelica reasoned.

"I don't know," he responded thoughtfully as he stroked his beard. "You don't kill your kid because they're gay and want to work for a living."

"And most Boston Matrons don't hire hit men either," Angelica argued.

"I still think that was for revenge," he reasoned. "She is convinced that LuAnn did it so she stacked the deck against her, and when it looked like LuAnn was going to get out, she snapped."

"I'll make a deal with you," Angelica suggested. "If Gloria seems bitter or hinky then fine, I'll agree with you. But if she doesn't can we keep the D.A. and the cop hanging around for when we have our little chat with Mrs. Cabot?"

"Fine by me," Kemper agreed. "Now go home and get some sleep."

*****

"Ready?" Kemper asked as they made their way to the conference room to meet with Gloria Knots.

"Just one thing," Angelica stopped him. "We need to find out if Gloria was playing around on Sara."

"Beg your pardon, but wasn't Gloria the one who was convinced that Sara was having an affair with LuAnn?" He asked with confusion.

"A guilty conscious can be a very confusing thing," Angelica explained.

"Huh?"

"You are so not a lesbian," Angelica dismissed his blank stare.

"Can't we just start with her alibi for the night of the murder?" He reasoned.

"The two could be connected," Angelica explained as he continued to look at her like she had lost her mind. "Fine, we can start with the alibi, but we need to find out how she feels about LuAnn's conviction being overturned."

"How do you think she feels?" Kemper choked out. "Sara was her lover."

"And yet she agreed to meet with us," Angelica gloated.

"So did your suspect Mrs. Cabot," Kemper countered.

"She wants to tell us off," Angelica chuckled as they entered the conference room. "If she doesn't cancel at the last minute."

"Ms. Knots, I'm Mark Kemper I want to thank you for meeting with us," He extended his hand which the middle aged brunette politely accepted. "This is my assistant Angelica Walters, she will be sitting in today," Angelica and Gloria exchanged a polite nod. "This can't be easy for you Ms. Knots, but I'm afraid that I need to ask you some very personal questions."

"Oh?" Gloria stiffened.

"Nothing too personal," Kemper reassured her. "I just need to know where you were the night of the murder?"

Kemper was taken aback when the woman started to sob uncontrollably. "I hate you," Kemper muttered as he turned towards Angelica. The brunette smiled as she stood and brought a box of Kleenex over to the weeping woman. "Ssh let it out," Angelica comforted her. "It must have been difficult with all the odd hours Sara kept because of her career. So easy to assume things and making it easier for you to justify your attraction."

"I was so certain that there was more than just a friendship with that girl," Gloria sobbed. "Looking back I think it was because I was already attracted to Ginny. I was with her the night Sara died. I'm an awful person. I never told anyone because it didn't seem important. The police said the Rivers girl confessed. Now I'm reading in the paper that she didn't, and the judge who sentenced her used to play golf with Sara's father."

"He what?" Both Kemper and Angelica blurted out.

"Yes," Gloria sniffed. "I didn't go to the hearing. I felt too ashamed plus Sara's mother and I didn't get along at all. So I stayed away but when I saw the name in the paper I remembered the judge from Sara's father's funeral. He gave the eulogy," Gloria calmed herself as Angelica and Kemper stared at each other. "I want the both of you to understand something, if LuAnn Rivers did this I want her to rot in the darkest corner of Hell. And if she didn't I want to know who did."

"Ms. Knots I promise you that we will find out what happened," Kemper vowed. "I hate to ask but since you thought that Sara was having an affair with LuAnn, we really need to confirm your whereabouts the night of the murder."

"No problem," Gloria agreed as she began she pulled her business card out of her pocket. "Ginny Marlow we work together."

After Gloria left Kemper just stared at Angelica. "I wish I could send you to law school," he said in amazement.

"Yeah but what's the point since I could never practice law," Angelica quipped. "Being a convicted felon does have its down side. Now for our next meeting."

"Why do I think you have more surprises for me?" He laughed.

"Detective Holden," Angelica began as she slid a file over to Kemper.

"What about him?" He asked as he opened the file before snapping it shut. "This is LuAnn's juvenile record. We can't use this. And I told you nothing illegal."

"I got this stuff before I ever heard your name," Angelica justified. "And you're not using the file. You are using information you could have gotten from LuAnn. If she spoke a little more."

"Angelica?" He warned her.

"Fine then pick up the telephone and call county jail and ask LuAnn the name of her step-father's partner," She suggested.

"What?" he blanched.

"Same guy. When Holden was still in uniform his best friend and partner was George Dillard who was murdered by his stepdaughter. One LuAnn Rivers who pushed him down a flight of stairs. Holden arrested her and did everything he could to see that she was sent away for as long as possible," Angelica explained.

"This is insane," Kemper muttered. "Wasn't Dillard attacking LuAnn at the time?"

"Depends on who you ask," Angelica clarified. "Now either Holden is as sick as Dillard, or he was protecting Dillard's reputation, or he just couldn't bring himself to believe that his best friend was a sick freak. Either way he shouldn't have been let anywhere near LuAnn during the Cabot investigation."

"He wasn't the original primary," Kemper offered. "He took over when the cops brought LuAnn to the station for questioning. Knowing who he is it makes a certain twisted sense for him to push the blame on LuAnn. If LuAnn killed Sara Cabot then he can tell himself that he was right all those years ago and George Dillard was an innocent victim."

"Come on Kemper this is the fun part," Angelica encouraged him. "How often do you get to make a D.A. squirm add maybe cry like a little girl?"

He reached for the phone with a sly smirk. "Sally send in my next appointment," he grinned as he made the request. "Gentlemen." He greeted the two middle-aged men in suits. "Have a seat."

"You are far too happy Mark," the D.A. groaned as he sat. Detective Holden simply glared at them as he took his chair.

"First I want an agreement that Detective Holden is off this case," Kemper demanded.

"Hold on," Holden began to argue.

"What makes you think you are in a position to demand anything?" the D.A. laughed. "Besides the case is closed. The Judge may have screwed up the first trial but we are more than ready to proceed."

Angelica bit back her smile knowing that the D.A. was bluffing. If he had a strong case LuAnn would already be on trial instead of sitting in County Jail for the last few months.

"Arthur you have no idea," Kemper smiled. "Detective Holden did my client ever confess to you that she murdered Sara Cabot?"

"No," the police officer grunted. "She told her lawyer."

"Oh yes, the same lawyer that went to work for the law firm that handles the victim's families estate," Kemper noted.

"Mark you proved all of that when you got the appeal that still doesn't mean she didn't do it," Arthur argued. "Her prints are on the murder weapon."

"I'll get back to that one," Kemper winked at Arthur. "Detective Holden did my client ever confess to the murder of George Dillard?"

"Do I want to know who that is?" Arthur grumbled.

"Probably not," Kemper added as Holden sank in his chair.

"George was a good man," Holden began to argue.

"George Dillard, excuse me officer Dillard, who was the detective's partner and friend was pushed down a flight of stairs by his step-daughter," Kemper explained. "Couldn't have been too hard for even such a small girl to do since his pants were around his ankles and his privates were hanging out."

"Tell me I'm not hearing this," Arthur groaned. "The step-daughter was LuAnn Rivers?" Kemper simply nodded in response. "I think I'm getting a migraine."

"LuAnn Rivers was sent away for as long as the law allowed. It wasn't hard since she didn't say a word in her own defense," Kemper continued. "She didn't speak for a reason officer. Or don't you know anything about children who have been sexually abused?"

"He couldn't have," Holden argued.

"Why because he was a cop? Because he was your friend?" Kemper shouted. "Was it easier to believe that she was a killer? Was it easier to have her locked away? Is that why you jumped on the Cabot case? Because it would prove to everyone including yourself that she was really a cold blooded killer?" Holden's face turned grim as tears began to well up in his eyes. "Arthur save your career and do the right thing. I have signed statements from LuAnn Rivers' neighbors, none of them made the 911 call. And two of them saw her walking home just before the police arrived. She didn't have time to kill Sara Cabot. Plus she didn't have a motive. She was never interested in a sexual relationship with Sara Cabot. Even Gloria Knots now admits that there was nothing going on between the two of them."

Angelica wanted to stand up and applaud Kemper as she watched the District Attorney rubbing his brow. "I'll drop the charges and have her released today," Arthur conceded as the telephone rang.

"Thank you," Angelica raised her head and thanked whatever deity was looking over them that day as Kemper chatted on the telephone.

"Mrs. Cabot just canceled," he informed Angelica.

"Big surprise," Angelica grumbled. "Doesn't matter, LuAnn is free."

"Amanda Cabot?" Arthur squeaked. "Forget the migraine I think I'm about to have an aneurysm."

"Speaking of which," Kemper returned his attention to the weary looking D.A. "Arthur I want her out now. The only mistake this girl made was to touch the murder weapon after she discovered Sara's body. So have her sent to the courthouse and we will meet you there and I want you to apologize."

"And open my department up for a lawsuit?" Arthur protested.

"Yes," Kemper snapped. "She's been through hell. It is time for someone to do the right thing. Everyone was so convinced that she was guilty that the law was thrown out the window, and she was locked up before anyone even bothered to ask her if she did it or not. Screw the political agenda and do the right thing Arthur."

*****

Angelica was nervous as she stood at the defendant's table in the courthouse. Granted it wasn't a new experience for the brunette, except this time she was waiting to see her lover finally receive justice. Her heart leapt as she watched LuAnn being led into the courtroom wearing an orange jump suit with her wrist and ankles shackled. "Am I reading this right?" The judge barked from the bench, after the bailiff announced the case.

"Yes your honor," Arthur admitted as Angelica and LuAnn smiled at one another. "The state wishes to drop all charges against LuAnn Rivers. We apologize for our error."

"You apologize?" the judge choked. "Son you apologize for spilling something. This woman has been incarcerated for almost two years for a crime that, according to these statements, she didn't have time to commit. Tell me son, is the police force so busy these days that they can't check out a simple payroll sheet and compare it to the coroner's report?"

"It was a grievous error," Arthur stammered.

"To say the least,' the judge fumed. "Remove those shackles," he ordered the guard watching over LuAnn. "Miss Rivers it delights me to inform you that once you finish the pesky paperwork at the jail you are a free woman."

"I like this guy," Angelica smiled as LuAnn's restraints were being removed.

"Case dismissed," the judge ordered before slamming down his gavel. "And you Arthur haul your butt into my chambers I want a word with you son."

*****

LuAnn leapt into Angelica's arms. "It's over baby," the brunette whispered as they clung to one another. Angelica fought against the urge to kiss her lover senseless as they made their way through the crowd of reporters. After dealing with the tedious paperwork LuAnn was changed into her simple dress and the three of them were enjoying dinner in a restaurant. "You know I tried to get Angelica to come out to dinner once she got out, but she said she was waiting for you."

"My Angel, My hero," LuAnn said softly as she snuggled up against the brunette. "Liked the Judge."

"Yeah I wish I had him at some of my cases," Angelica teased as she held LuAnn tighter. She was afraid that if she broke the physical contact they had been sharing she would wake up back in her prison cell and the past few months would have been nothing but a dream.

"No you wouldn't," Kemper corrected her. "He's great when it comes to defendant's rights, but when you are guilty of something like stealing a motor home he can be ruthless."

"What now?" LuAnn nervously asked as she tightened her hold on Angelica's hand.

"Now I pay the check," Kemper teased. "Angelica has a couple of days off," The brunette opened her mouth to protest. "You earned them. Relax, because come Monday we need to start work on LuAnn's lawsuit."

"Don't want to, LuAnn argued.

"LuAnn you have to, so this won't happen to someone else," Kemper pleaded with her. "Plus you can use the money to finish school and start your life over again. I'm not going to ask for a lot. I just want to make a point and have the people who railroaded you admit their wrongdoing. Trust me, after everything we have dug up they will settle quickly, and you can begin to live your life. Trust me and take the money, frankly I don't pay Angelica enough."

"Okay," LuAnn reluctantly agreed.

"Pay the bill I want to take my girl home," Angelica encouraged Kemper.

"Home?" LuAnn shyly inquired.

"Mark helped me find a little apartment," Angelica explained. "It's not much, but like he said he doesn't pay me enough," Kemper laughed as Angelica stared deeply into her lover's eyes. "Do you want to live with me?" She added shyly.

"Home," LuAnn agreed with a bright smile.

*****

Angelica felt nervous as she removed her coat and hung it up. Her eyes never left LuAnn who was looking around the living room. "It's not much," Angelica apologized. "Living room the kitchen is right there. I didn't get much stuff. I thought we could pick out the furnishings together. Oh, and look." She carried on excitedly as she led LuAnn to the bathroom. "A tub and a shower and a door that closes. No more showering with forty other women, " LuAnn caressed the bathroom door. Angelica understood her fascination. The first day she moved in it was the biggest thrill she had in years just to be able to use the facilities alone with a door that closed off the outside world.

"We can still shower together?" LuAnn inquired with a smile.

"Oh yeah," Angelica readily agreed. "Or take a bath?"

"Nice," LuAnn said with a smile as Angelica led them back into the small living room.

"The sofa is small but we have a television and I splurged on basic cable," Angelica rambled on. "We need to get you some new clothes. Did you have much at your place before you were arrested."

"Not much," LuAnn shrugged. "I'm sure it is gone now. Poor Sara she didn't deserve what happened to her."

Angelica wrapped her arms around her lover's waist from behind happy to hear her starting to string together complete sentences at last. "No she didn't Baby," Angelica agreed as she placed a comforting kiss on the top of LuAnn's head.

"Bedroom?" LuAnn asked as she leaned into Angelica's touch.

Angelica smiled as she led her lover to the small bedroom and turned on the overhead light. "It is small but . . ." LuAnn turned in her arms and placed her fingers over Angelica's lips to silence her.

"It is bigger than our cell," LuAnn directly informed her. "I love this place and I love you."

"I did buy the biggest most comfortable bed I could find," Angelica quickly explained. It took most of her first paycheck. But after years of sleeping on a stained, lumpy twin mattress that reeked of disinfectant she thought they both deserved a little comfort.

LuAnn took her by the hand and led her over to the bed. "Bed," LuAnn said softly before stealing a kiss. "Beautiful," she added as she caressed Angelica's face. "Love you. Want you,'' she added with a sly smile as she pushed Angelica down onto the bed and climbed up after her.

"I love you too," Angelica responded as they began to kiss one another. "And I want you too," she added, as their kisses grew deeper.

They slowly began to undress each other taking their time to enjoy the feel of the other's body. It was the first time they were truly free to make love in a real bed without expectations or an audience. It was the first time they didn't have to pretend to be something that they weren't, and they were free to do whatever they wanted. LuAnn exhaled as she cupped Angelica's now bare breasts and began to tease the brunette's nipples. "I can touch you," LuAnn said with amazement, as her emerald eyes remained focused on the brunette's breasts.

"You can do anything you want," Angelica encouraged her with a deep moan as she felt her nipples hardening from her lover's touch.

Angelica's body arched as LuAnn straddled her and circled her tongue around the brunette's nipple. The feel of their naked bodies pressing together as her lover's eyes twinkled up at her mesmerized Angelica. She could feel her lover's desire brushing against her body as she captured her breast with her mouth. Angelica moaned softly as she ran her fingers through LuAnn's soft hair. Her lover's hips began to rock against her body as she suckled Angelica's nipple.

Angelica felt her body being lowered down onto the soft mattress as LuAnn's hands drifted down her body. LuAnn nudged the brunette's thighs apart as she continued to tease her nipples with her teeth and her tongue. LuAnn licked the swell of Angelica's breasts as the brunette watched her lover's body moving above her. LuAnn raised her head and looked down upon Angelica's naked body with a hungry look. "Beautiful," LuAnn repeated with a heart breaking sincerity.

LuAnn's eyes and hands began a slow torturous exploration of the brunette's body. Angelica tried to calm her breathing as she felt LuAnn's tiny fingers gliding along her slick folds. "Mine?" LuAnn asked in a sultry tone as her fingers continued collecting Angelica's passion.

"Yours," Angelica confessed as she watched LuAnn bring her fingers to her lips, her tongue swirling around each digit slowly licking away Angelica's wetness.

Angelica released a needy whimper as she watched her lover's tongue gliding across her tiny fingers. LuAnn smiled at her the redhead's eyes growing darker and hungrier with each passing moment. "The first day, when you saved me from Steger it was your eyes," LuAnn shyly explained as her hands resumed their exploration of Angelica's body. The brunette listened to the lilting tone of her lover's voice as she felt her skin erupting from the smaller woman's touch. "They drew me in," LuAnn stammered slightly as her fingers brushed against the damp dark curls of Angelica's triangle. "When I was kneeling in front of you after you claimed me, I wanted to give myself to you."

It was the longest sentence LuAnn had ever spoken. Angelica was torn between tears of joy and the feel of LuAnn's fingers gliding along her sex. "I wanted to belong to you and only you," LuAnn choked out seemingly uncomfortable with having found her voice. "But I wanted you to belong to me."

"I do," Angelica reassured her as she parted her thighs and placed her hands gently on her lover's hips. "I love hearing the sound of your voice," Angelica encouraged her lover who was gently stroking her clit. "That first day, I knew that I belonged to you. I wanted to let you pleasure me but I wanted only you to touch me if that was what you wanted."

"Were there others?" LuAnn carefully inquired as her fingers continued teasing Angelica.

"Lovers? Yes," Angelica confessed as she caressed the smaller woman's hips her fingers tingling from the feel of LuAnn's skin. "I never claimed anyone. I only told them you were my bitch to protect you. You were never that to me."

"Is this what you want?" LuAnn asked as she pressed her fingers against the warm wet opening of Angelica's center.

"Yes," Angelica groaned as she felt LuAnn entering her. "I want whatever you are willing to share with me." LuAnn smiled down at her as she wiggled her fingers inside of Angelica while her thumb circled her throbbing clit. LuAnn shifted her body so that she was hovering above the brunette as her fingers slid deeper inside of her lover. Angelica's body quivered as she ran her hands up along LuAnn's body until she was filling them with her lover's breasts.

Angelica dug her heels into the mattress as she massaged her lover's breasts while the smaller woman plunged in and out of her. Angelica began to roll one of her lover's nipples between her fingers as her other hand slowly traced its way down the redhead's body. She parted her lover's swollen lips and dipped into her wetness. Soon they were swaying in a sensual rhythm as they pleasured one another. They pleaded with the other as they filled their new home with the sounds of their growing passion until their bodies exploded in ecstasy. Lost in a haze of passion they continued to pleasure one another as their bodies melted together.

Angelica captured her lover's face in her hands as their bodies trembled against one another. Angelica kissed her lover deeply as their wetness met and soon they were rocking against one another as their clits danced together. Before Angelica could catch her breath her lover was kissing her way down her body. "Angel." LuAnn whispered repeatedly against her skin until she was nestled between the brunette's thighs. Angelica was gripping the bed sheets as her lover licked and tasted her wetness until she was screaming out her name.

They held one another tightly until Angelica guided her lover up to the pillows. She helped LuAnn prop her body up against the soft pillows as she knelt before her. They held one another captive in a smoldering gaze before Angelica lowered her body and draped her lover's legs over her shoulders and began to drink in her wetness. LuAnn's urgent pleas fueled on the brunette's desire as she suckled her clit and feasted upon her freely for the first time. LuAnn's body rocked against her as Angelica fought to hold her as she climaxed against the brunette's touch.

She gathered LuAnn up in her arms and held her tightly. "I always wanted to do that to you," Angelica confessed as LuAnn nestled her head against her chest.

"Thank you," the redhead whimpered as she snuggled closer to Angelica.

Soon they were caressing one another again. Angelica's heart soared as they slowly explored each other without fear, until they were sated and nestled safely in the other's embrace. Angelica sighed contently after they climbed under the blankets. "We can sleep in tomorrow," Angelica promised. "And then we can begin our first day together."

"The first of forever," LuAnn promised with a yawn.

The End