1. Rear Ended - Chapter Seven


    Date: 7/27/2015, Categories: Lesbian, Author: RachelHinds, Rating: 4, Source: LushStories

    around the corner. The cafe belonged in the French quarter of Kensington. The owners were Mavericks and decided if they could present good wholesome food at a reasonable price they didn't have to be in the French quarter, or any other quarter for it to work. So this simple, understated cafe with its unrefined look offered great, unconventional fare at a modest price. For Bryony and Rachel, it also meant a couple of hours away from the flat in what had become an oppressive atmosphere. "Beginning to remember what?" puzzled Rachel. “Your past!” continued Bryony, staring into her soup. "Okay, you've lost me Bri." Bryony looked up and met Rachel's eyes, "I guess the question you need to ask yourself is, 'was our getting together an accident'?" She thought about this for a moment, ”I don't know, I guess not. You know I've always had a thing for your butt, and when I saw it…” "But have you ever wondered, why?" “What? Why I’ve always had a thing for your butt? Do I have to answer that?” she replied sheepishly. "Oh, so you think it was no accident that we got together then?" "Sort of; these repeated dreams you’ve been experiencing, I believe were your unconscious memories resurfacing as you slept.” “So you’re saying I'm remembering things from my past?" Bryony nodded. “But I've never been to the Amazon." "Past, as in past life." Rachel looked at her quizzically. "You really believe that? How do you know all this stuff?” "Let me give you an example. How do you explain when two ...
    identical twins grow up so different? They have the same parents, go to the same school? Share the same friends? Were you always drawn to big butts? Or were you acting out these distant memories triggered by your dreams?” The thought of big butts suddenly had Rachel squirming in her seat. "I think it's time to go," she said softly with a far away look in her eyes. "Maybe you're right," replied Bryony. "You've not told me how you know all this,” said Rachel standing. "Let's get out of here first.” Bryony settled up, and they both walked out into the evening sun. Bryony walked on ahead, and Rachel paid close attention to the sway of her rear. "I can tell what you’re thinking," said Bryony without turning round. "How do you know that?" questioned Rachel, tongue-in-cheek. "You don't need to have lived past lives to know your lewd thoughts," replied Bryony laughing. Rachel caught up with her and hooking her arm through hers repeated, “So how do you know all this stuff about past lives and dreams?" “Because Jo will tell you. I ended up having to see a psychiatrist a few years ago. I kept having these repeated dreams of this ancient tribe of shemales." “Oh, go on!” said Rachel briefly toying with her left nipple through her top. "At first I thought it was because I had a larger than average rear, but these dreams became incessant like recurring night after night. When they started to surface in the day time too, I began to have panic attacks, and that’s when I went to see a psychiatrist. ...
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