Well, I'm back. After my shower encounter with Harper, I became somewhat needy. By that, I mean I needed and wanted more orgasms. I had promised Harper that the first one would be the last, but my libido, which had been sleeping, woke up and kicked into overdrive.

Every time I had some 'me time', I could be found in the bathroom, my room, or sometimes in Mom and Harper's shower masturbating. Actually, nobody found me, which was a good thing because that would have been embarrassing. However, I had to devise a way to get Harper to make love to me again.

I realized Harper and Mom had toys that they played with because now and then, in the middle of the night, I'd hear either Mom or Harper tell the other to 'give to me.' So, when I was home alone, I snuck into their room and went through their nightstands and discovered something that resembled an adult 'Toys-R-Us' store.

I found massagers, weird-looking rubber toys that took me a few internet searches to figure out, multiple vibrators, which startled me when I accidentally hit the 'on' button, a curvy thing that sort of looked like a penis at one end and just a round bulb-like looking other end. What intrigued me the most was a belt that a few of the fake dicks could be attached to. It didn't take me long to figure that one out, and another internet search confirmed what I thought. I also found a whole lot of flavored lubes. Some tasted pretty good. I guessed Mom still liked that penis action, and Harper happily provided it. However, it was probably mutual from what I overheard.

But I needed to devise a way to get Harper naked again and lusting after my hot little teenage body. It took a few weeks, but the stars aligned for me in mid-July.

Mom and Rani had gone to visit a college I hadn't looked at when I did my college search. They were staying over Friday night and coming home Sunday. Harper had a bad week dealing with a local judge and some misdemeanor charges against one of her clients. When she got home Friday after work, she was still fuming. I was dressed in short shorts, barefoot, and had one of my cut-off t-shirts on that barely covered my perky boobs.

Harper sat at the kitchen table as I made dinner for us: Shrimp Scampi and a Caesar salad. She washed it down with a couple of glasses of her favorite white wine as I listened to her vent. I made sure I jiggled my tight little ass cheeks and walked so my boobs bounced in my t-shirt, making my nipples stiff to entice her. I knew my plan was working because I kept catching Harper's glances as I cooked.

Now, before you think badly about my favorite stepmom, she's not a drunk or even close to it. She's not a pervert either. She rarely has more than one glass of wine during the week, it's just that I write about her when she's 'in a mood' so I can take advantage of the situation. Plus, she's never made any advances towards me until I sort of offered myself to her. So, with that out of the way, I'll continue.

After dinner and another glass of vino for my lovely stepmom, we settled on the sofa to stream a movie, and after a few minutes, I asked Harper if I could ask her a question. She paused the movie and looked at me like she knew I was going to ask her something she didn't want to answer. But, she sighed and said, "Ask away, cutie."

I smiled, thanked her, and asked, "I know you probably don't know from personal experience, but does a man's penis hurt when it enters a virgin's vagina?"

Harper laughed, "You're cute, I don't know, because I've never been with a man, not that I've never been a virgin, silly girl. But, yes, it can be painful even if the girl isn't a virgin. Having a moist or wet vagina helps, and the size of the man's penis is also relevant. Does that answer your question? And why are you asking me this, babydoll?"

I looked at her with a straight face and said, "Well, I was thinking about getting that first time over with. I know a guy from school who would do it. That way, my second time wouldn't be painful and I could enjoy it more."

Harper looked at me like I was stupid and said, "I thought we had a talk about this, Marci. You don't need to have some guy stick his dick into you as a preventative measure so you don't feel any pain when you have sex with a guy you care about, baby. You'll get over the pain, I guarantee it. Millions of women do, and so will you."

I shrugged my shoulders and replied, "Well, it seemed like a good idea. Sorry. I also wondered what it would be like to give a blow job. So, I've been practicing with the bananas, and I gagged a lot. Oh, by the way, when you go to the store, we need more bananas, big ones too, please. I need to practice for college. I got a little carried away, and they broke. I thought about a cucumber, but we didn't have any."

I paused, waiting for a reaction, then asked, "Would you please start the movie again?"

Harper didn't start the movie; she just looked at me with a blank stare, shaking her head, and mumbled, "I was wondering why we ran out of bananas so quickly."

She put the remote on the side table and then sat up, tucked her legs under her butt, faced me, then asked, "What's with all the sex questions lately? Why do you need to do these things before college? There's no rush, baby girl. Take your time and find someone you care about. How many times do I have to tell you that?"

I looked over at her and replied, "You don't have to tell me anymore. I'll just do it with some guy and get it over with and not bother you. Can we please watch the movie? Oh, since I don't have a credit card yet, can I use yours to order a sex toy? I found some online that look like a penis, so I don't have to keep eating all the bananas after I break them. I guess I could freeze them for my smoothies after I work out, though. But I will if you won't let me use it. I didn't want to use yours and Mom's."

I gave her a sarcastic smile, then turned back to face the television, expecting her to continue the movie. (I really didn't expect her to, but I pretended I did.)

Then it dawned on her, "Have you been going through our drawers, baby girl?"

I bit my lower lip, nodded slowly, and said, "Yes, ma'am. I peeked. I was thinking about using one of your toys to masturbate with. But, I was afraid I'd break my hymen."

Harper laughed, “Why are you worried about that? You're not going to marry into some ancient religion where someone checks it, sweetness. Tell me the truth, baby girl. What's on your mind?”

I sighed, "Okay, I'm busted. I want to try your toys, or at least one of them. I'm tired of using my fingers to masturbate, Mommy."

I figured calling her Mommy would get to her and maybe put her in the mood. I waited to see what she said and hoped we could have another lesson in lovemaking. Harper thought momentarily about what I wanted, then a smile appeared on her face when she asked, "Which of our toys were you thinking about using, my curious love?"

I grinned and said, "Well, there are two. There's one that's blue that kinda looks like a penis at one end, it's curved and has a bulb or something like that at the other. Then there's the belt one that you can attach a fake penis to."

Harper's face lit up as she replied, “The blue one is called a strapless strapon, my darling girl. The one with the belt is simply called a strapon. Does that make sense?”

I nodded as I replied, "How does a strapless one work? I mean, I get the strap one. Is the smaller end of it like a handle? Could I use that one on myself to masturbate? I promise I'll clean it and put it back."

Harper squirmed on the sofa and said, "Yes, you could use it that way. But it's meant for two girls. The smaller end fits in your partner's vagina. She's the giver, and obviously, the other end is for the receiver. That way, you both can climax, hopefully at the same time. It's pretty amazing when that happens, sweet girl. Tell you what, get me another glass of wine and let's talk about it."

I grinned then replied, “Yes, ma'am.”

I got off the sofa and grabbed her empty glass. As I turned, she playfully swatted my bare ass cheek and then looked up at me, grinning. I giggled and touched where she slapped me, rubbing it as I walked away. I thought I heard a faint moan as I left the living room and headed into the kitchen. I smiled, knowing my plan was working.

I returned with Harper's wine and sat down a little closer to her. She took a sip, then set it on the side table.

Harper explained, "You and your lover should first decide who's giving and who's receiving. Then what position do you want to be in? There are so many to choose from, baby, and some are better than others. Next, you lube the toy. Either the smaller end first or both at the same time, it's up to the two of you. That in itself can be very erotic. You can use a lube, your saliva, or both. It also helps if you're both a little aroused first. Then the giver places the smaller end in herself. Making sure it fits snugly."

Harper paused and took a gulp of her wine, then continued, "Now with the receiver in the chosen position, the giver gently eases into her. Then the rest is up to the two of you. The giver just has to be careful and not get too enthusiastic, pull the strap out, and then push it back in quickly. That can be painful. That's sort of a crude way of describing how it works, but you get the idea, right?"

I smiled and replied, "Thanks, I think I do. Do they have YouTube videos of it so I can watch and learn?"

Harper giggled and replied, "There are tons of porn channels you can watch, sweetie, but I prefer you don't because you can download viruses and malware if you're not careful. Wait, I have an idea."

Harper paused, took another gulp of her wine, then continued, "What if I used the blue one on you? That way you can actually see how it works, and later, if you want, you can use it on yourself as long as you put it back clean and dry, without your mother knowing, my sweet devious girl."

I grinned, knowing my plan was working, then asked, "What about the blowjob thing? Can I practice with the blue one?"

I think I pushed one of Harper's naughtier buttons when she answered, "Yes, I'll let you practice giving a blowjob with the blue one or the strapon one. Your choice, my love. Does that work for you?"

I grinned, then told her, "The strapon one, it looks more realistic. At least it looks like the one we saw in health class. I've never seen a real one, so don't get any ideas. I'm a good girl, Mommy."

I saw Harper shiver and bite her lower lip when I said that, knowing it would get to her in a very good way. She said, “Well, sweetness, you lock up the house and I'll get the toy and I'll meet you in your room. How's that sound?”

I giggled then replied, “Yes, ma'am.”

We got off the sofa and Harper polished off her wine, then handed me the empty glass. I practically ran into the kitchen, leaving it on the counter. I checked the front door to make sure it was locked, then turned out the lights and rushed to my room. I quickly got undressed and pulled down the covers on my bed, not knowing exactly what Harper had in mind.

When I finished that, I stood with my back to the door and looked around to see if I needed to do anything else. That's when I heard Harper slightly knock on my open door and ask if I was ready. I turned around and there she stood. Harper was nude, well, except for the strapon around her waist and the penis part sticking straight out from her. She'd used a couple of elastics to tie her lovely brunette hair back into a small ponytail. She was smiling, and she knew she looked fucking hot. All I could say was, "Wow!"

Harper giggled as she walked towards me, then said, "Are you ready, sweetness?"

I nodded and managed a stammered, “Yes, ma'am, I think so.”

Harper smiled as she said, "Good girl. Now, we'll do this as if the toy is real and I'm a guy, okay, baby doll? Lucky for you, this thing won't squirt in your face. Now, on your knees, girlie."

I replied, "Yes, ma'am." Then knelt in front of her and looked up. Harper told me to take it in my hand and start stroking it. It wasn't that easy since it wasn't lubed, but I figured we'd get to that part soon enough. I ran my fingers over it back and forth as Harper gave me a little instruction, telling me to wrap my hand around it and vary my speed.

She also said I was doing a great job following her instructions. I smiled up at her, and she said I looked so pretty down there, then told me to kiss the tip. I did as told, kissing the tip several times until Harper told me to put it in my mouth, but not all the way, or I'd gag. I did as she asked, taking just about a couple of inches in, well, the pointy part at least.

Harper watched and said, "Mmm, you're doing great, baby girl. Now use your fingers to spread your saliva all over it as you keep playing with the end in your mouth. Not too fast or deep or you'll gag, my sweet girl."

I followed her instructions to the letter as she praised my efforts. I noticed the shaft moved more easily in my fingers with my saliva on it. Duh! That's probably one reason the bananas kept breaking, and I should have used a cucumber.

I continued sucking and stroking as Harper kept telling me I was a good girl. I'd smile up at her now and then to see her smiling down at me. As I was happily sucking away, I felt her fingers sifting through my hair.

Harper would praise me, then wait a bit and tell me to change up what I was doing. She also said that a guy would have exploded into my mouth by now because I was doing such a good job. When she told me to slow down and to try to go deeper, I hesitated, then did what she asked. I held the penis in my hand, then slowly went deeper until I felt myself start to gag, then backed off. Harper said I did well, and it would take some practice before I could really go deep. I was fine with that and went back to sucking and stroking. Now and then, I'd try going deeper and vary my hold along with the angle.

As I was experimenting, Harper suggested I finger myself because the guy shouldn't have all the fun. I placed my free hand between my legs and began rubbing, because I was using two and then switching to one and varying it like Harper suggested.

I got more praise from my stepmom as I rubbed myself and started going deeper on the strapon. It kinda felt like when someone tells you you can't rub your belly and pat your head at the same time. Then you do it, and it's awkward at first, but then you get the hang of it and it's easy. That's how I felt about the blowjob and fingering myself.

Then, just as I was going deeper and not gagging, Harper started rocking back and forth in my mouth. Not hard, she just sort of got into a rhythm with me. Her hands shifted from gently sifting through my hair to holding me in place while she fucked my mouth. That's when I started gaging.

When that happened, Harper suddenly quit and apologized to me, telling me I was doing so well that she got carried away. I paused and looked up at her, taking a small break from the dick, but continued to play with myself.

My yummy stepmother asked if I was ready for part two. I asked, “You mean inside me? Like we're gonna fuck?”

Harper grinned and said, "Yes, baby. But only if you want. You're the one who suggested it, and now you're all wet and the strapon is too. So, what would you like to do, my sweet angel?"

I smiled and said, “How do you want me, Mommy?”

I thought Harper was going to cum right then; she looked like her wildest fantasy was going to happen. She said, "Oh, baby, I want to see your sweet face when you cum for Mommy. I'll lie on the bed and you climb on and face me. Okay, sugar? But go very, very slow, because it's your first time, sweetheart."

I said, "Yes, ma'am." Then started to get into bed. Suddenly, Harper said for me to wait. She was going to get the blue strapless so we could both enjoy it. She asked me to help her get the strapon off, which I did. Then she ran, and I mean ran, to her room and brought back the strapless one.

She then suggested we kneel on the bed and each lick and kiss our end, that way it would get lubed faster. I didn't really buy that, but I was learning, and she was in charge.

We climbed onto the bed and met in the middle. We were both on our knees, as Harper brought the toy to her mouth and began to lick and kiss it. I soon joined in as she held it for us, giving it a tongue bath as best I could. It was awkward with both of us mouthing it at the same time. But when our lips met, the toy was temporarily forgotten as our tongues found each other and started dancing. I guess we were both aroused from my blowjob training and, naturally, my fingering of myself. Harper was getting more enthusiastic with kissing me and dropped the toy on the bed to pull me closer to her. Our breasts met and smushed together, sending a chill down my spine.

We kept kissing and licking each other's faces, getting more aroused by the second. When Harper pulled away from me, she looked down and found the toy buried slightly by the rumpled sheet at her knee. She scooped it up, kissed and licked it a little more as I watched, then flopped onto her back and skillfully inserted the smaller end into her pussy.

Then she looked at me and told me to get on. I managed to move over her by standing up on my bed, legs on either side, then lowered myself onto her just below her tummy, but not on the toy. Instead of slipping the toy into me, I started playing with Harper's boobs. Her eyes lit up, and she began caressing my cheeks, telling me I was her good girl and that Mommy liked what I was doing.

I'd suckle and play with one, then move to the other as I kept my other hand on her, pinching and rolling her nipple. Harper was moaning and praising my efforts as I continued enjoying her breasts. Both of us were very aroused when Harper suggested we get back to the toy. Reluctantly, I left her breasts after giving each one a final kiss, pulling her nipples with my lips. She really liked that, and I thought she'd change her mind, but that didn't happen.

I moved lower on her as Harper helped me try to get the stupid blue toy between my legs and into my pussy. It was VERY awkward, but I finally managed to ease it into me thanks to Harper's guidance. It felt weird and a little painful at first, but I was definitely aroused from kissing Harper and my little masturbation session. We tried different angles, and it just didn't feel good to me.

Harper noticed my discomfort and suggested I get off her. I did and then plopped down next to her with a disappointed look on my face and a little soreness between my legs. I was hoping it would have gone a little better, but Harper reassured me it would take time for me to get used to having a foreign object in my pussy. She didn't go into details, but I understood what she meant.

She suggested I let Mommy kiss it and make it feel better. That made me laugh as I told her she could. So, my naughty stepmom eased the toy from between her legs and then dropped it on the floor next to my bed. I took her place, lying down as she moved between my legs with a massive smile on her face.

With my legs spread wide, Harper eased herself between them and looked up at my face. My head was on my pillow, making it easy for me to look down my body to watch Harper. She grinned and told me, "Oh, Marci, baby, you have the prettiest little pussy and Mommy is going to make it feel so much better."

God, she was killing me with the 'Mommy' thing. I didn't know whether I liked it or not, but she did, so I didn't say anything to ruin our moment. I thanked her as she started kissing my inner thighs and licking all around my vulva. I had been aroused until I got frustrated with the strapless toy, and now that yummy feeling was returning to my body as Harper lovingly took her time exploring me with her tongue, lips, and fingers.

I lay there as she whispered to my pussy, kissed, licked, and touched it with her fingertips, enjoying her private time with my privates. My body was feeling sensations just like it did when we showered together, warm, delicious feelings that were making my toes curl and my mind go blank.

When Harper began using the wide part of her tongue, running it up and down my swollen slit and back again, I nearly lost it. God, she knew exactly what I wanted and needed. When she eased her hand under my ass and lifted me a bit, I wondered what she was doing. Then she rolled her tongue sideways and slipped it into me like a small, wet, soft penis. I shuddered, and suddenly, what pain I had down there vanished, replaced by the most marvelous sensation. My whole body seemed to come alive as Harper explored every part of me. When her tongue moved under my hood and brushed up against my hard clitoris, I gripped the bed and called out her name, telling her that was the spot.

Harper removed her tongue, much to my lament, so she could tell me she knew that. I reached down with both hands and placed them on her head, gently pulling her face back down to my anxious vagina. I hear Harper giggle as she returned to her delightful exploration and teasing of me.

I have no idea how long my stepmom was between my legs, but it felt like time stood still. I was moaning and talking to her, and completely at her mercy as she slowly brought me to the best orgasm ever. Of course, I'd only experienced one other by another human, and it was amazing. But this one was mind-blowing.

When Harper finally let me cum, my whole body shook, and I actually cried as my toes curled, giving me cramps in my feet. Mommy saw that and helped ease my pain as the echoes of my orgasm bounced around in my body.

When the cramps eased up and my body became exhausted, I wiped the tears from my cheeks and looked down at Harper, who was grinning.

The first words out of my mouth were, "Fuck boys and their painful dicks. I want a girl with a smart tongue who knows where to put it, Mommy."

Harper laughed out loud as she moved to snuggle and cuddle with me. We lay kissing as my body regained its composure, talking about what we just did. I told her I was serious, that I didn't need a dick inside me if a tongue could make me feel that good.

Harper just smiled as she brushed stray strands of hair from my face and kissed me. She said I didn't need to make such a huge decision right away. I had plenty of time to decide, and I should at least try a boy or two. She also cautioned that if I did, I had to be sure he wore protection and I was on the pill. She and my mother were too young to be grandmas. I laughed and told her I would, but I was leaning toward her side, and it would really take someone special to change my mind.

She giggled and kissed me, then snuggled closer and asked if I still wanted a toy to play with. I told her I didn't feel the need, but she said I should try it on my own to see how I liked it. Harper told me I could use one of hers and Mom's, but to be sure I put it back clean and in the same spot. Otherwise, we'd have Mom wondering what was going on, and she'd have to lie and make something up to cover my sweet little ass.

I told her I would as we slowly fell asleep in each other's arms. Just before dropping off to sleep, I told Harper I'd like to pay her back for my orgasm. She grinned and said she'd love that, and we'd do that when we woke up in the morning. We kissed goodnight, and I nodded off, smiling and feeling wonderful.

When I woke up in the morning, Harper was gone along with the toy. She'd gone back to her bed after washing and putting them away, just in case Mom and Rani came home early. They didn't, but I'm glad she was looking out for the two of us.

I lay in bed, wondering if she'd come join me when she woke up. Instead, I smelled coffee and heard kitchen noises. I got out of bed and put my panties on, knowing it was only Harper. I walked into the kitchen as my yummy naked stepmom was pouring a cup of coffee for herself. She looked over at me, grinned, and said, "Good morning, my sleepy girl. How are you feeling?"

I smiled as I stole her full cup and said, “Wonderful, how are you feeling?”

She shook her head, then retrieved another mug from the cupboard. Harper replied, "I feel great. Thank you, baby. What would you like for breakfast?"

My first sip was a little hot, but it tasted great. I told her with a sly smile just before taking another sip, "You."

Harper grinned, “Well, I do like that idea. Shall we finish our coffee first?”

I set my mug on the counter, then slipped next to her. One hand on her ass cheek, the other on her breast, my fingertips playing with her nipple as she wrapped her arm around my shoulder and pulled me closer. I nuzzled her neck and whispered, "No, ma'am."

Harper smiled, “You remind me so much of your Mom when we first started dating. Maybe that's why you're so hard to resist, baby girl.”

She set her mug down, turned me to face her, and we kissed, long and sloppy. During my kiss, I moved so my thigh was between her legs. I slowly moved it up and down, rubbing her and feeling her warm, moist arousal against my skin."

When lips parted, Harper said, “You're insatiable, Marci. Not that I'm complaining. But, this is it, understand. No more mind games or silly questions or calling me 'Mommy' to get me all worked up. Comprende, chiquita?”

I smiled, replying, "Si, madre."

Harper giggled, “Naughty girl.”

We walked to my bedroom and got in, lying facing each other. We started out just whispering to each other how nice last night was, then Harper began planting butterfly kisses all over my face and neck. I wrapped my leg over her as she continued teasing me and making me squirm. I felt her hand slip between my legs and gently rub, which made me moan and close my eyes. That's when Harper whispered, "Let's try something different, girlie. I think we'll both enjoy it."

I didn't open my eyes but whispered back, "I'm already enjoying this, Harper. If it involves your tongue, I'm all for it."

Harper giggled, replying, "It involves both our tongues, baby doll."

My naughty stepmother had my complete attention and full cooperation after she said that. She told me to stay put as she moved from my side, slipped one leg over me, then kissed her way down my tummy and stopped with her face over my vagina. Her sex was directly over my face when she asked if I could reach her. I leaned my head up and, without thinking, stuck my tongue out and barely touched her glistening labia. I asked if she could scoot back a bit. Harper replied, "Of course, my darling."

She moved back an inch or two, I tested, and all was good. That's when we started licking each other. Harper went slow as I got used to placing my lips and tongue on her down there. I tried to do to her what she did to me both times, figuring that's what she liked. My sexy stepmom gave me a little direction as she kissed and licked me. Once I got the hang of it and became more enthusiastic, Harper praised me and complimented me in between moans and toying with my clit. I experimented, placing my hands on her ass and pulling her closer to me, then back and sometimes to either side. I could feel her warm nectar on my cheeks and all around my mouth, and I wasn't bothered by it.

We kept going, taking each other closer, then slowing down, and then back again, until Harper decided I was going to cum first. She buried her face between my legs, sucking on my labia and pulling it with her lips, then she put her tongue into overdrive as my eyes rolled back in my head, and I stopped licking her because I couldn't concentrate.

Harper sent my brain into orbit once again and brought me to another delicious climax. When I calmed down and returned to earth, I focused on her as she lovingly guided me. It wasn't long after my apex that I succeeded in giving Harper her orgasm. When she came, my face got soaked. I was shocked, but quickly got over it as Harper apologized as she shook and panted, reveling in the bliss I managed to give her.

When it was all over, Harper lay panting, her head resting on my thigh as she asked me how I liked giving girl head. I giggled and told her it was yummy. She giggled, then moved carefully off me so we could cuddle. We talked in whispers once more, softly kissing each other for another half hour or so. Then she suggested we shower and eat breakfast. I was fine with that, so I followed her to the main bathroom and we had a yummy shower, cleaning each other up.

After that, we only dressed in panties, reheated our coffee, and had breakfast. The rest of Saturday, we did the domestic thing, cleaned house, did laundry, and made sure there wasn't any evidence of our misbehaving. I asked Harper how she knew how to clean up after being so naughty. She laughed and told me that since she worked with both sides of the law, she'd learned to take care of the little things. Because that's how criminals get caught, they ignore the small details when committing their crimes, thinking they're too smart to get caught.

We didn't fool around anymore that weekend, and I can honestly say I didn't pester her at all before I headed off to college. I did, however, use a couple of their toys multiple times to masturbate with, washing them then putting them back exactly as I found them.

Harper surprised me when everyone helped me move to school. I was in the athletic female dorm where all the women athletes were. It was crazy crowded with everyone moving in. When Rani and Mom headed out to the car to leave, Harper said she needed to use the ladies' room before the drive back, leaving Harper and me alone. Before she left my room, Harper gave me a gift-wrapped box and told me it was the final part of my graduation gift. I thanked her and we kissed full on the lips one last time. She used the ladies' room, then I walked her out to the car, hugged everyone as we all started crying, and said goodbye.

I didn't open my present until my tears dried up and I was alone in my dorm room. When I opened it, it was a blue strapless with a note from Mom and Harper. I was shocked to say the least. It read: Harper suggested we get this for you, my love. Keep it safe and clean, and remember we love you. Signed, Mom.

When I finished reading it, I figured they talked. Mom didn't let on that she knew anything, she's just as sneaky as Harper and me. It must run in the family. I don't know what Harper told her, and I don't care.

I was about to cry when I heard the knob of my dorm room door turning and voices outside in the hallway. I quickly hid my present and was messing around like I was putting things away when the door opened and my roomie and her parents walked in. My roomie, Luna, plays volleyball. She's African American and was wearing shorts, flip flops, and a T-shirt from her high school, and was taller than I was. I smiled and said hello, and they all said hi back.

We introduced ourselves, and I helped them bring up boxes from the parking lot to our room. As we did, I noticed a little sunset lesbian flag on the bumper of the car we were unpacking. I didn't say anything until the final box was in our room and Luna and I were alone.

I was sitting in one of the chairs watching her unpack when I politely asked about the sticker. Luna replied with a bit of attitude that she was gay, then asked if I had a problem with it. I smiled and told her I didn't because I had two moms.

Her eyes lit up as she replied, “Oh?”

I grinned and said, “Yes.”