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Just A Tiny Spark

Date: 8/12/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: LushStories, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

break was already close. Mrs. Henderson would return to whatever she did normally and Isabella would be back from caring for her mum. There were only three days left, and if Mrs. Henderson had been back at the cafe, she knew that I had her book. Despite all my inner turmoil, I couldn’t bear the thought that she’d think of me as a thief. So that’s how I traipsed into the deserted library on that snowy December morning, just shy of seven am. She was sorting piles of books into boxes and didn’t notice me at first. I had dressed up. I mean, really dressed up, even though I knew it was silly. I wore my violet knit dress, form hugging and reaching halfway down my thighs, and black, opaque stockings. My ankle boots with the fake fur seam matched the color of the dress perfectly, and I had down my blonde hair in ringlets. It was the first time I was wearing makeup in the library, and I prayed that I hadn’t overdone it. When she looked up from her work, she appeared startled, but only for a moment, then a wide smile spread on her lips and she waved at me. “Hello Molly! Such a nice surprise this early in the morning. I haven’t seen you for ages. Wow, you look pretty today. Are you going on a date?” Somehow, my feet stopped touching the floor. My heart fluttered in my chest. “Hi, Mrs. Henderson.” I crossed the last few steps to the counter and pulled the book from my shoulder bag. My cheeks exploded with color, but I had to go through with it. “I need to give something back to you.” I ... placed it gently onto the counter. “You left it in the cafe.” She looked down at it, then back at me. There was a guarded expression in her eyes, not one I had seen before. “I read it,” I blurted out, and the expression intensified, almost as if a wall was going up in front of her. “I mean…” I noticed her grip the edge of the counter and saw her knuckles turn white. “I mean I liked it. Loved it.” I was making a fool out of myself, and I was panting. How pathetic could I get? “You…” There was still a hint of wariness in her eyes, but the wall had retreated. “Loved it.” My heartbeat slowed down a little. “God, it’s incredibly sweet.” The smile that tugged up the corner of her mouth was like a sunrise. “Really? It’s a bit… unconventional, don’t you think?” She leaned onto the counter and the tension left her shoulders. “Huh? Uhm, yes. It’s the first time that I’ve read a…” There it was, the L word. “Lesbian romance?” Mrs. Henderson apparently had less trouble voicing it. I nodded, but then that guarded expression creeped back into her eyes, and I knew that I had to say something to break through her fears. I hadn’t thought about what being a lesbian could, or would, mean to her, especially in academic surroundings. My hands trembled. I tried to look into her eyes, but I couldn’t manage. It took all I had to keep my voice above a whisper. “I learned something about me when I read the book. I…” My voice faded and I had to clear my throat, but it kept sounding scratchy. “I realized ...