Flight by Naomi (comments invited at naomiknowsit@dslextreme.com) ****** Elena and Beth in blouse and men's style slacks were flying to an English teachers' conference. They both lived and taught in Los Angeles but did not know one another, each teaching in a different district. They met waiting to board and became immediately friendly since they were both essentially new teachers and both in their 20s. They sat next to each other in the two-seat side and Beth immediately sensed Elena's nervousness. "Would it be okay for me to hold your hand as we take off...I know it's silly but I am not good at flying," Elena said. "Sure," Beth said as she drew a blanket over them and held Elena's hand beneath it. Beth felt Elena's hand tighten some and felt her move closer as the engines started. Beth held Elena's hand and let her be close and soon they had taken off. Figuring Elena needed assurance beyond takeoff and since they had taken a quick liking to one another and would most likely attend similar events at the conference Beth did not object. "So are you feeling better now that we are off the ground?" Beth asked quietly only to find her friend in a light sleep with her head against Beth's shoulder and her hand still in Beth's. Beth had to confess to herself that it was pleasant to hold Elena's hand because Beth was lesbian and liked Elena more than as a new friend. And perhaps Elena's being close and holding Beth's hand might mean that Elena was also lesbian. Beth's thought was answered as she felt Elena move both their hands under the blanket and essentially slide along Beth's thigh through her slacks. IT was the that Beth separated her hand from Elena's and felt Elena continue to move her now free hand along Beth's thigh and over it and soon inside it. Her face quite close to Beth's Elena whispered, :Did I make a mistake?" "No," Beth said and now felt Elena find the zipper and snaps to open the flaps at the front of Beth's slacks and move her hand onto Beth's panty. "Yes," Beth said as best she could as she moved her thighs apart and took in the wonderful feel of Elena's hand feeling her. Elena felt along the stitching that held the reinforced crotch of Baths' panty and moved her hand down and pointing down fully cupped over Beth's womanhood, making Beth bite her lip with her pleasure. The facts of flying shortly caused Elena to pull her hand from beneath the blanket as Beth put her slacks together again. They exchanged a knowing look and a soft smile. ****** They each already had assigned rooms at the conference hotel for which they paid extra so they could be without a roommate. And as they unpacked and changed into skirt and blouse they felt grateful to have met someone and could not think really of much else. They took a table together and with others at dinner and Elena left first with Beth finding a scribbled paper in her purse that had "304" on it which Beth knew must be Elena's room. Passing her floor for her room 212 Beth went to 304 and knocked and Elena let Beth in. "Hello again,"Elena said. "No one, no partner," Beth said. "No," Elena said. They came together with their eyes searching deeply into the other's. Both hands let their fingers intertwine. "12," Elena said. "I was precocious...10," Beth said, both giving the age when they knew they were lesbian. "You were brave on the plane," Beth said. "I had to take a chance and not lose you from fear of being wrong." They kissed. It was that first kiss that lovers experience. Sweet. With no insistence. Feeling the warmth of the other's lips. Feeling each other's bodies come in contact. They separated and again looked into one another's eyes and kissed again and did that for a long time, each kiss just slightly more. More with lips slightly parted .More with the first taste of the other's lips. More of their lips moving together. More of their heads turning as if that would help them know one another through their kiss. More of their tongues unable to resist feeling along the other's lips and behind them and eventually dancing together in their happiness, their mouths now open and fully engaged. Even though their young bodies ached for it and even though Elena had felt Beth intimately they did not rush into sex. Holding hands they went to the hotel bed and sat on it and kissed seemingly forever and looked into one another's eyes as if unbelieving to have found each other. "Elena,: Beth said repeatedly and soflty like a caress. "Beth," Elena said with similar overtones. They had met someone who might be a life partner. They had met someone they liked immensely. They had met someone they felt a desire to be deeply intimate with both emotionally and physically. They had met someone lesbian. They had met someone.