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  When Kenda finally did open her eyes, Jane looked at her carefully. Had she gone too far? Had she risked too much? Her answer came with a soft, shy smile. Kenda’s brown eyes shone with emotion…and desire. “Why did you stop?” she asked simply.

  “Uh, I wasn’t sure, I didn’t want to…” Jane began, stammering.

  Kenda pulled Jane close once more. “I’m free now,” she said softly. “We both are.”

  Jane’s eyes brimmed with tears of relief and realization. Kenda was right. She had not been a slave and she would never compare the trials of Kenda and her family to her own. But she had been trapped in a way also. Trapped in a world that didn’t understand her desires and wants, a world that had made her doubt those feelings inside of her. But now, now things were different. They were both free. What a strange, wonderful feeling—full of joy but also questions.

  But this moment…this moment was not one for questions. Kenda held Jane tightly. Jane’s trepidation evaporated as quickly as her desire arced and she wrapped her arms around Kenda. The two reveled in their first full embrace. They spent a long while holding each other, with tentative motions against one another’s bodies, Jane’s face tucked comfortably in Kenda’s neck. Jane experimented with light kisses on Kenda’s long, regal jawline and was pleased when her ministrations made Kenda give way with a soft moan of pleasure.

  When Kenda kissed Jane next, it was a different kiss. Not the friendly kiss of playmates or women meeting at a prayer meeting. This kiss was full of fire and heat. This new Kenda, the one who could finally breathe freely, found the power and courage to kiss Jane the way Jane was meant to be kissed. Slowly at first, her full lips moist and searching against Jane’s, Kenda pressed into her lover. Holding Jane behind the neck and pulling her close, Kenda pushed her tongue into Jane’s mouth. Jane gasped but did not resist. Frozen for a moment with uncertainty and no small degree of surprise, Jane focused on the feel of Kenda’s warm soft tongue taking up residence. She liked the way it felt. Tentatively, she touched Kenda’s tongue with her own. When the two met, they took on a life of their own and the tentativeness washed away. Clutching one another, they kissed long and deep, not wanting to stop but at the same time barely able to wait for the next step.

  Kenda’s brow was soon beaded with sweat and both women felt the physical heat rise between them. Their hands made their way over one another’s bodies as their mouths stayed locked. Jane, so long a “proper” Southern lady, was coursing with a desire and yearning that she had never known. She felt as if she would go mad if she couldn’t get closer to Kenda and Kenda to her. In particular, the ache between her legs was taking on a life of its own. Without realizing what she was doing, Jane positioned herself to put Kenda, any part of Kenda, against her throbbing core.

  Soon, it was clear that they needed to be closer to one another and the interposition of clothing was a hindrance. Kenda began removing Jane’s clothes and Jane followed suit immediately. When they were both nude, their fervent motions stopped. Both realized that a moment was needed to take in the sight of her lover, bared before one another, exposed, open, and vulnerable. Without self-consciousness or shyness, each explored the other visually, taking in the sight of beautiful, strong, thrilling womanhood. It was a moment long waited for without ever being aware of it and once found, truly powerful.

  Caressing Jane’s tight, bare stomach, Kenda breathed heavily. She ran her hand along Jane’s alabaster skin where it touched her own dark skin and marveled at the contrast. “We’re so different,” she murmured.

  Finding her sexual confidence, Jane stroked Kenda between her legs, pleased to find her open wetness willingly presented to her. “But we’re also the same,” Jane responded. “I wouldn’t want it any other way.”

  Giving in to the hunger that overtook them, they collapsed their bodies together, finding places to interlock arms, legs, fingers and mouths. Kenda kissed Jane eagerly, her lover responding with moans of pleasure and love. Holding Jane tightly, Kenda pressed her hands against Jane’s soft bottom and moved her rhythmically. By now their bodies were responding naturally, erect nipples grazing each other and wet centers colliding time and time again.

  As they rocked against each other, pleasure waves rippling through them, Jane was aware of a single thought running through her mind. I don’t care if I don’t live in a fancy house, I don’t care if I’m not rich, I don’t care if I left home. All I ever want is this. If I can have this forever, I will be happy.

  Chapter Nine—Epilogue

  Chicago, 1893

  The amount of people that swarmed the Windy City reached previously unimagined numbers. All were anxious to experience the grand World’s Fair. Chicago had won the hard-fought battle with New York City and Washington, D.C. to host the exposition and, hoping to best Paris’s showing a few years prior, had pulled out all of the stops. As a result, local eateries, saloons and hotels all shared in the influx of patrons. Among those was a modest-sized but prosperous boarding house near Jackson Park. A mainstay in the area, everyone knew that if you stayed there, you would be guaranteed a clean room, delicious meals and a fair price. Its proprietors were an added delight, always pleasant and particularly solicitous of young women traveling alone, making sure that they were well taken care of and warned of which areas would not be safe for travel.

  On this day, the owners sat on the house’s long porch in matching rocking chairs, watching the throng of people stream into the Fair. People-watching was always interesting but with 27 million visitors ultimately coming to Chicago for the World’s Exposition, people-watching became a real treat. The two chairs were positioned close together and rocked in near unison, the owners talking softly as they relaxed, laughing from time to time comfortably. On occasion, their hands met and clasped in affection.

  The people they were watching would have done well to watch them in return. For if they had, they would have seen true love, an enduring love that had overcome obstacles encountered by few others to be together. Most likely, though, the fairgoers who did bother to look up toward the porch just saw two women—one striking and fair with red hair, now touched lightly with gray and the other beautiful with dark skin and warm eyes, her black hair unbothered by age, sitting beneath the sign on their property.

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