Chapter 13

Once Cam learned of Cheryl's love of the staff, and that the little green-eyed blonde was truly very good with it she worked it into a part of their workout schedule. Cam loved watching her working with the weapon. The diminutive blonde, was an amazing thing to watch, as she moved through the routine flawlessly, and with a fluid grace, that only one such as her could. Cam could feel her heart soar as she watched the woman's blinding bright smile the true enjoyment could bring. She could only watch in stunned silence, as the smile reached in her emerald eyes, making them sparkle like the gem of the same color.

It was a truly magnificent sight, as her young supple body flowed through seemingly impossible movements, the staff and the woman moving as one flying through the air making jumps, and twists that would make a gymnastics coach weep with joy. The eroticism was only enhanced by the very short cotton gym shorts and cropped tank top Cheryl wore for their workouts becoming nearly transparent as she began to sweat. The older woman couldn't help but notice how the small woman's body was becoming a master piece of sculpted muscle, with Cam as the master artist, directing Cheryl's workouts making sure that every muscle group was given the proper attention, so that they hardened and built up symmetrically. The goals being that no one area was more visible then any other to draw the eyes away from the magnificence of the total package that was Cheryl Killian.

What Cam didn't notice was that she too was becoming a vision of lovely, well-shaped muscle. Her sexual frustration was driving the constantly aroused woman to work harder at her daily exercise routines trying to exhaust her traitorous body. Both women avoided the trap that many female body builders did. They worked very hard to retain their feminine curves and a certain underlying softness that kept them desirable, not only to each other, but also to many other eyes that surreptitiously watched whenever the two women weren't looking.

Cam's desire for the small woman was building with every second they were together and they were together almost constantly. She really meant the vow she had made on the first day they had talked, right after the shower incident, but it was going to be hard to keep. What she hadn't foreseen how it was fast becoming one of the hardest things she had ever done. Cam was reminded daily just how much she longed to have Cheryl's body writhing underneath her, she longed to hear that sweet lyrical voice crying out her name in ecstasy, even now she could feel herself getting wet at just the thought, of Cheryl's loving surrender to her loving conqueror.

Then her thoughts turned on her as she saw herself, captured under the attentive green eyed sorceress, willingly giving her very soul to her golden haired lover in the name of love and...

Cam's daydream stopped there as she put the breaks on herself and her libido. She renewed her vow, even though she could clearly see they were fated for each other. Even the tall pragmatic woman conceded the argument of their seemingly pre-destined joining. But there was no way that Cam was going to have their first coupling reduced to a hastily done tryst behind some dumpster, while worrying that a guard or, even worse, one of Cams various enemies, would come along and discover them.

Her enemies was also the reason Cam feared publicly professing her obvious feelings for Cheryl, Cam knew that as soon as she declared her love for the diminutive golden haired woman, Cheryl would instantly become a target for every person that had a grudge against Cam. What better way to defeat the unbeatable than to cut out her heart and soul without ever touching her. No, she concluded that it was safer for Cheryl if they remained the friends, as long as they appeared to be in public her acknowledged soulmate was safer. Cheryl didn't see it that way, she wasn't aware of Cam's vow, or of anything else, other than the fact, the she wanted Cam, all of her. Moreover, judging by the looks Cam was giving her, when the tall brunette was unaware that Cheryl could see her, the little determined blonde was certain that the target of her affections felt exactly the same way.

Giving the tempestuous nature of the green-eyed woman, Cheryl actually deserved kudos for restraint, for waiting as long as she did, before finally beginning her campaign to break her tall stoic friend's resistance, and finally consummate their relationship. The devious and determined blonde began by having Maria help her alter all her clothes. First they cut off all her shorts until only the barest essentials were covered, she also trimmed down her tank tops they just barely covered her breasts. Then the two conspirators tailored all her other clothes so that they fit her like a second skin.

Judging by Cam's reaction when she first saw Cheryl in her new wardrobe, the first phase of the blonde's mission was accomplished, she had the blue-eyed woman's undivided attention. Cam thought her heart was going to pound its way clean out of her chest, and she wasn't sure she could remember how to breathe, when she saw the woman she already desired more than life, wearing almost nothing, laying on the weight bench, pressing the free weights, religiously following the normal routine they had set up together. Of course, she was already sweating, making the nearly skin-tight cotton almost transparent, and judging by the heavy breathing and groans from the other occupants of the workout area, Cam wasn't her only admirer. A lot of cold water was cycled through the showers that day and everyday following.



Cam was sure she was going to die from frustration and over simulated hormones, not to mention her poor worn out left hand. No matter how much her friend Maria tried to reassure her there was no such thing as terminal horniness, Cam was sure that the little blonde green-eyed imp was trying to kill her.



After nearly six months of no physical response, Cheryl decided it was time to begin phase two of her assault on her lover's resistance. Cheryl was determined to have Cam and was pulling out all the stops, not once did the small temptress let an opportunity get by her. Every time she could get away with it, she found a way to be bent over in front of the already mercilessly over stimulated woman. Cam was nearing the end of her third year behind the walls, and Cheryl was near the midway point of her second when Cam was called off the yard for an emergency call from her lawyers. Cheryl was sitting by Maria waiting for her friend to return. She asked the "helpful" woman, what she thought it was going to take to get Cam to make love to her.

"I'm serious Maria," the frustrated blonde fumed as her cellmate laughed at her question "I've done everything short of ripping her clothes off and taking her, but she still won't do anything more than kiss me. Don't get me wrong, she's a great kisser, she's better than great, she is marvelous, in fact, if the woman makes love as well as she kisses, I'm not sure I'll survive the experience, but when am I going to find out?"

"Ah, niña but what a way to go huh." The pretty Mexican chuckled at her dreamy eyed friend. "Do not worry chica your time will come. Ooops, sorry bad choice of words huh."

"Yeah, I dream of it every night." the blonde sighed

"We know niña; you talk in your sleep." Maria laughed harder as the little blonde turned bright red.

What Cheryl didn't know, was Cam was also a little afraid that if they carried their relationship beyond the friendship, the purity of the beautiful little blonde's soul would be somehow tainted by all the blood and darkness on hers. She could almost feel it like it was a separate living entity reaching out to devour the light that shone from Cheryl like a beacon in the night, determined to claim it and turn it into a dark mate of its own.

This feeling however had diminished in the last few weeks when the nearness of the younger seemed to drive away the darkness that had lived so long in her depths.

Cheryl felt that Cam had been gone way too long and was about to go in search of the missing woman when the object of her deepest desires came out of the conference room with a strange look on her face.

"Hey Cam," Cheryl called out to her friend "What's going on, you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine just fine," the woman answered finally with a far away look in her eyes "Just a progress report from the lawyers."

"Ah, is everything ok?" Cheryl asked hoping that she wasn't prying "There's nothing wrong at home or anything is there?"

"Hum, what, oh, oh no everything's fine just fine." Cam answered still distracted "I'll know more by the end of the day tomorrow. Now where were we?"

Cheryl looked at her friend confused by the strange look on her face. It was as if she couldn't decide whether her friend was happy or sad about what ever it was the lawyers said. Cheryl was almost ready to offer her help since she had finished her last required class of law school. She still felt she had wasted her time finishing her law degree, especially now, since there was no way she'd ever be able to use her law degree as a convicted felon, but Cam had insisted, saying that she wasn't about to let the young woman give up on her dreams, just because she was in lock down.

"If you give up your dream, your hope dies a little every day." Cam had told her "When that happens the human inside dies and so does the idea of compassion forgiveness and most importantly, love."

So to appease her friend, Cheryl had gone ahead and finished out her law degree. Cam, Maria, and Melinda had thrown her a small celebration when she passed her finals congratulating her on chasing her childhood dream. It was at the celebration that she had found out from a slightly inebriated Melinda let it slip to the women there betting pool going on about her and Cam, it turned out that everyone in the group was betting on when the two of them would break down, and do what both of them so obviously wanted to do. It was both embarrassing, and flattering for the blonde to hear that their friends were betting on Cheryl's considerable feminine wiles, and seductive charms to win out over Cam's seemingly indomitable will, but Cheryl wasn't all that sure their money wasn't wasted on a lost cause.

She had long given up any pretense of subtlety, and was blatantly flirting even going so far as "accidentally" rubbing up against the tall woman in an attempt to force the issue. For the rest of that afternoon and evening Cam seemed too distracted to even notice Cheryl's advances, the blonde was almost positive she could have put her hands under Cam's shirt and fondled her delectable breasts and the woman wouldn't have noticed. The following morning Cam's lawyers once again showed up and requested an immediate meeting with their client. They were of course granted the same courtesy they had been afforded every time before. After a thirty-minute conference, they all left. After that, Cam's attitude did a complete turn around.

While before the advances had been all Cheryl, and the tall older woman never seemed to be phased by them, suddenly, Cam was returning the advances of her blonde would be lover with her own highly effective overtures, by early evening head count, Cam wasn't the only one needed the cold shower. This carried on for a couple of days until the extreme sexual tension between the two women was beginning to affect their friends. It was beginning to appear as if none of the group could keep their hands off each other.

Then that night just as they were headed back from dinner, Cam suddenly turned and pulled the young woman back into a dark hidden alcove. She spun the stunned blonde around to face her and pushed her back against the wall. Cam captured and nearly devoured the green-eyed blonde's sweet mouth, while her hands slid up Cheryl's body, slipping under her short tank top, capturing Cheryl's full firm breasts. Her large hands began kneading the mounds of firm tempting flesh while her callused thumbs found Cheryl's quickly hardening nipples; Cam started teasing the hard nubs causing them to instantly become harder.

Cheryl was close to swooning, but Cam's hard muscular thigh made its way between Cheryl's trembling thighs pressing hard against her sex. Cheryl couldn't believe all her dreams were about to come to fruition in the dark alcove, they weren't.

"You want me baby?" Cam whispered over the younger woman's lips "You want me to take you?"

Being driven to a point beyond speech, Cheryl nodded.

"Good, then you go tell Maria everything is on for tonight," Cam said cryptically "and I promise I'll see you later."

With that, Cam released her over-stimulated victim and left, as quickly and as quietly as she always did. Cheryl didn't know whether to cry for joy, scream out in frustration, or hurry to see Maria in the hopes that her friend would give her some idea why the love of her life was tormenting her so. Realizing that Cam never promised anything she couldn't deliver, Cheryl decided to do what the enigmatic woman told her and hope for the best. Taking a few minutes to get a hold on her raging hormones and straighten herself up, the curious and highly aroused woman went in search of her Mexican friend to find out what she knew about Cam's unusual message. She was also curious to learn if Maria had any idea of what the unpredictable woman was up to.

For the sake of her sanity, Cheryl hoped Maria would have the answers to this frustrating cryptic message.

Chapter 14

Sex Warning: Oh boy oh boy finally, it's on of "those" do not read at work chapters!!! About time huh. Enjoy.

Feeling weak in the knees Cheryl took a few minutes to gather herself into some kind of control before walking toward her cell. People she knew stopped her several times on her way there. Some actually had questions to ask her, a couple of their friends wanted her to file some motions about their cases. It had been Cam and Maria's idea for her to give some "free" legal advise, as Cam put it 'give something to these women they'd never had before, someone willing to help for no other reason than they needed it. Besides, it gave her a chance to get some real life practice working with the legal system.

She had been amazed at how many of the women were in prison simply because of inadequate or incompetent legal representation. Cheryl figured if she was able to see the mistakes these women's lawyers had made they had to have really sucked at being a lawyer. Over the last six months, she had helped several of the women get their cases retried or reviewed then released because of the glaring mistakes she had pointed out in their trial transcripts. She had considered checking out her own but had been refused to the information because they said her case was already being reviewed.

Not knowing why or who was reviewing her case was frustrating, but the young law school grad had learned not to look a gift horse in the mouth, and patiently waited until the review was over to resubmit her request. Fortunately, the questions weren't hard and it wasn't more of a distraction, so Cheryl still had an hour before head count. As soon as she got to her cell, Maria threw a towel to her and handed her a note.

"Come on niña, let's hurry up and get you a shower before the bulls will no longer let us." Maria said a slight edge of urgency to her voice. "Read while you walk chica, vaminos."

She unfolded the paper and read it, but was just as confused after she read as before. It was a cryptic note from Cam that said:

Mon Petit Chér
I'll see you tonight.
Be ready for me little one.
I need you, I want you,
I love you.
C.

Not understanding what the note meant but hopeful, and knowing that Maria had never steered her wrong before, she followed the woman's instructions. Maria even helped Cheryl wash her hair, a sure way to get her to relax. When they'd finished Maria got dressed and gave Cheryl a robe to wear back to the cell, where Cheryl was sat down on the stool while Maria helped her style her hair, and put on some make up. During this time the blonde noticed their third cellmate, Melinda was missing.

"Hey, what happened to Melinda," Cheryl asked her friend "How come she's not in here treating me like some sacrificial virgin too?"

"Virgin? Yeah right," Maria snorted "in your dreams chica "Mi Amada, is going to be "very ill" tonight, so ill that she will be in the infirmary, where I will spare no effort to see that she is properly taken care of, and miraculously ready to return to us by morning"

Maria, finally satisfied with Cheryl's look, gave the blonde a very sexy, emerald green silk night gown that revealed her assets nicely, without going too far. The beautiful garment clung to her magnificent curves molding itself to her breasts and hips with a slash up the side to the hip, revealing her shapely legs to the hip. Giving her creation one last look over to assess her with a critical eye, she gave her nervous friend a wide dazzling smile and a quick hug.

"Do not worry mi Amiga." Maria whispered in Cheryl's ear "I swear if it were not for mi gigante dulce I would be after you like a bee to a flower. Do not worry niña she will find you to be her destiny."

With a tear of happiness in her eye, her friend turned to leave.

"Melinda and I will be in the infirmary until late in the morning," she said over her shoulder noticing that Cheryl was putting on her robe "so I wont see you until the afternoon, but I will expect a full account then so be prepared."

The Mexican woman left to get to her job in the infirmary before lights out. She had been the night nurse at the prison infirmary for so long the guards didn't even stop her to check on her anymore, and even though all the guards knew of her relationship with Melinda, none of them said anything about the frequency of the giant woman's illnesses and injuries, that often kept her confined to the infirmary overnight only to have a miraculous recovery by morning. Maria was humming a soft Latin love song she had heard her father sing to her mother whenever they thought the children couldn't hear. It was going to be a very romantic night in probably the least romantic setting in the world.

Cheryl sat trying to read a book as she waited nervously for the appearance of her soon to be lover, she read the same page four times before she gave up and admitted to herself that she was just too nervous to read. She sat down on the edge of her bed, but before she could lie down, she noticed a small bottle on her pillow with a note. It was from Maria and Melinda but it was just as cryptic as Cam's but their motive was far more obvious.

Use this Niña.
I think you will like the results.
We love you chica
Maria and Melinda

Cheryl took off the lid and held it to her nose; it was Cam's favorite fragrance. It had come up during one of their marathon talks, and Cheryl had gone out and bought a bottle, but as she had told Maria the day before, she had used the last of hers a couple of days ago. Cheryl had become rather fond of the fragrance herself and on a whim, she dabbed a few drops in some strategic spots.

She got up and paced some more but nothing seemed to help, so she decided to lay down awhile and see if she could meditate and relax like Cam had shown her several times.

Lights out found the little blonde nestled into her blankets disappointed, and laying on her bunk. Cheryl slept fitfully, unable to relax. Her normal deep slumber seemed to evade her.

Not knowing what her Camilla was planning had the young anxious woman's nerves wound tight as guitar strings, waking at the noises she'd grown used to over the long nights they seem louder and more annoying than before. There was something in the air, this particular night, something unusual, that refused to allow the tired blonde to find the rest she was normally able to find within minutes of laying her head on her pillow. It was late that night when Cheryl was awakened by an unusual feeling. She blinked her eyes straining to see through the darkness trying to find what had disturbed her sleep. While she didn't feel fear, Cheryl could feel an overwhelming presence. She felt the same tingling down her spine that she always felt whenever Cam was near her. She gasped in surprise when a tall wraith separated from the shadows and began slowly approaching her.

A deep quiet voice reached her sensitive ears that reassured her and eased her anxiety that had begun to cause her heart to pound.

"Don't worry little one." the voice of her heart whispered as it enveloped her like a warm soft blanket "I am not here to harm you."

"C-Cam is t-that you?" Cheryl asked her voice a harsh hiss "How did you get in here, what do you want?"

The figure stopped and Cheryl could see its head tilt slightly and examine her as if seeing her for the first time.

"You already know that it's me, little one." the voice said finally "and I am confident that you already know the reason why I am here, at least I hope you do. The how...well...is best left answered by the phrase, I have learned over the course of my somewhat colorful life, 'I have many diverse capabilities'. Anything else is best answered by something I must tell you, then a question of my own. Since meeting you I have found myself falling in love with you little one, it is my most fervent wish that you feel the same way."

Cheryl was speechless; all she was capable of doing was nod in agreement.

"Good I was sure you did." the figure told her "To give you the simplest answer as to how I got here, do you really think something as simple as a mere lock could keep me from the one I love?"

As she softly spoke, the figure made its way over and sat on the edge of Cheryl's bunk. She could barely make out the classically beautiful features of the face of the woman she had come to love more than life itself, but as if they radiated a light of their own, Cheryl could clearly see the cerulean eyes that were burning with desire. One hand reached out and tenderly caressed Cheryl's cheek. Unable to stop herself even if she'd wanted to. Then Cam slowly pulled down the blankets that were covering the delectably built body of the woman that held her heart and soul.

The smoldering blue eyes slowly raked down Cheryl's body studying every curve under the thin silk that clung to her like a second skin, not concealing anything. The eyes worked their way back up until they met and locked with emerald green embers, requiring little to turn them into a raging inferno.

"So beautiful" Cam whispered awestruck by the body lying before her.

Cheryl reached out and let her fingertips barely graze over Cam's soft-skinned thigh marveling at the hard muscle flexing beneath. Cam felt the burning trails left by her lover's touch. She slowly bent down and let her lips capture the soft moist lips that awaited her. Cheryl felt the flames burst to life in her belly singing to her very soul. Cam's hands slowly worked their way down to the hem of the gown that had bunched in her sleep up to Cheryl's mid-thigh then stopped.

She pulled back from her panting lover and looked longingly at Cheryl's lust hooded eyes.

"If you want me to stop at anytime please tell me." Cam whispered into Cheryl's ear, her hot breath washing over the sensitive organ, "I don't want you doing something that makes you uncomfortable simply to please me. I don't want to do anything from you that your heart is not ready to give me."

Cheryl nodded her understanding. Cam's hands were shaking visibly from the effort to control herself and to control the overwhelming desire to rip the clothes from the woman's body and ravage her on the spot. Taking the hem of the gown in her large powerful hands the dark woman stopped and captured the fiery green eyes with her own smoky blue gaze.

"May I take this off you, my love?" Cam whispered her voice thick with desire "I want to see you, please."

Cheryl was touched by the tall dark powerful woman's request and gentle loving courtesy; it only served to arouse the small woman more.

"Yes please take it off, my love." Cheryl hissed urgently needing the closeness. "I want to feel you on my skin; please I need your touch."

Carefully lifting the delicate silk gown over the small woman's golden haired head Cam had to stop and let her eyes roam hungrily over the beautiful, perfectly proportioned body on display in front of her. Reaching out Cam pulled the willing woman to her, in doing so the sheet Cam had wrapped around her slid off, leaving her long lean muscular bronze-skinned body fully exposed to Cheryl's delighted gaze.

Cheryl wrapped her arms around Cam's strong neck and pulled herself up to capture her new lover's full, soft, inviting lips. The younger woman's flickering tongue gently slid across over her lover's lips begging permission to enter. The tall woman's lips parted surrendering happily to the woman she loved. Their tongues swirled around each other not battling for dominance but exploring, probing, each reveling in the sweet taste of the others hot wet mouth, in a timeless dance of passion, not stopping until their lungs burned from lack of oxygen.

Cam trailed kisses over Cheryl's jawline to her neck where the dark woman's teeth and tongue went to work on the soft flawless flesh letting erotic the tastes and delicate scent fill her senses. When she came to the pulse point where her lover's lovely neck and her soft inviting shoulders met, Cam began gently sucking and nipping at the skin driving her beloved further towards the peak of ecstasy, forcing whimpers of pleasure from her lover.

While one of Cam's large powerful hands continued to rub the small of Cheryl's back the other hand swept around and cupped a full firm breast. She began gently kneading the voluptuous mound absorbing the pleasurable sensations of the feel of the firm but softly pliable flesh. Her callused thumb discovered and began teasing Cheryl's fast hardening nipple eliciting a soft moan from Cheryl's throat. Sensing her lover's heightening arousal Cam left the small blonde's neck and began trailing across her chest, her teeth and tongue licking and nipping the soft skin until she reached Cheryl's other breast. She began licking the mound in small circular motions occasionally stopping to nip at the soft tender flesh.

"Oh my gods" Cheryl moaned in mind consuming pleasure "What are you doing to me?"

With a knowing chuckle Cam lowered her head and captured the blonde's achingly hard nipple with her lips, and began suckling at it stopping to let her teeth gently tease the sensitive morsel causing Cheryl to groan and squirm as Cam lowered her to lay back on the bed.

"Do you want me to stop?" the tall woman asked smiling wolfishly down at the small writhing woman below her already knowing the answer.

"Noooooo," Cheryl moaned as she felt Cam's hand begin to slide across her tight flat abdomen. "Please I need you so bad my love take all of me I belong with you completely."

Cam smiled at her lover's declaration, she felt the slight sting of a joyous tear at the back of her eyes, but she stopped it. She let her long slender fingers slowly make their way through the soft golden curls at the apex of Cheryl's muscular thighs. She let the hand continue down to her lover's knee, and then she leaned down and placed her lips next to the small woman's shell like ear.

"Open for me baby." she whispered hoarsely. "Let me have all of you please baby, please."

Cheryl let her legs part and Cam's hand wandered slowly up the panting blonde. Her nimble fingers danced over soft skin leaving trails of fire everywhere they touched, Cheryl could feel the juices of her arousal flow freely from her.

A low groan escaped her as powerful fingers began delving into her slippery wet folds.

"Oh baby, so wet ohhhhh yesssss, just for me?" Cam purred like a happy panther as she reveled in the hot wet velvety-soft flesh of Cheryl's core.

The small woman's mind was spinning, never had she felt like this. No other woman had touched her the way this beautiful bronze goddess was. It was as if Cam was making love not just to her body, but to her soul as well.

Cheryl trembled uncontrollably as she felt the unbelievable woman's mouth begin working slowly down her body, the older woman's lips and tongue teasing their way over the younger woman's abdomen, the well-developed muscles rippling beneath the satin smooth skin.

After taking a brief detour to the writhing woman's navel, Cam trailed her swirling tongue across Cheryl's mound enjoying the way the soft blonde hair tickled her nose. The tastes and smells filled Cam's senses inspiring her to continuing the pleasurable torment. Cheryl closed her eyes as her arousal reached almost painful proportions.

"No no baby please" Cam whispered her rasping voice nearly breaking with lust. "Open your eyes baby, please. Watch me please you, watch me make you cum. Please baby do this for me. Watch me as I worship my Queen."

Cheryl slowly opened her emerald green eyes and instantly locked onto the dark stormy blues watching her intently from between her thighs. The sight of her lover's lust darkened eyes the dilated pupils almost blotting out the stormy green, raising Cam's own arousal level to a new peak, she could feel her own essence flowing down her thighs.

"Oh baby you taste so sweet," Cam muttered barely able to control her own rising lust, "your essence is pure ambrosia, the taste of the gods!"

Her tongue discovered the bundle of nerves at the top of her lover's sex, her tongue started a quick flickering teasing then was soon replaced by soft hungry lips that gently grasped Cheryl's throbbing clit and began suckling on it like a hungry child at a breast. Cheryl bit down on her soft lower lip to keep herself from screaming out in ecstasy.

"Ah ah jeez...Oh goddess Camilla," the small woman hissed "I'm-I'm…oh goddess, Camilla...I can't hold on I'm gonna cum...My love...please...don't...stop!!"

Cam released her lover's clit and looked deep into the heavy lidded windows of Cheryl's soul, the tall beautiful could see the unbridled lust clearly burning in her eyes pleading her soul mate to satisfy her desperate need for total release.

As Cam once again locked her lips around the rock hard throbbing bundle of hyper-sensitive nerves and sucked hard letting her teeth lightly scrape the sides of the over-stimulated nerve endings her tongue fluttering back and forth over the end of it as fast as it would go.

As all this hit Cheryl, Cam slowly inserted two long slender fingers into her hot wet core, if her lover disclosed even the slightest discomfort she could remove them quickly.

"More Camilla please," Cheryl hissed desperately "I want you to fill me, take me Camilla I'm begging, please do it."

"As you wish my love." Cam whispered her heart pounding in pure adoration for this small woman.

Cam inserted a third finger in to her lover's core and began relentlessly driving them in and out of the burning hot liquid-velvet center of the woman she loved with her entire being. Without a second thought, Cam's mouth went back to tormenting Cheryl's clit. The little organ was throbbing so hard Cam could have taken the small woman's pulse. Cam could feel the powerful, muscle-lined walls of Cheryl's core convulsing trying to grab and hold her probing fingers as her hips bucked in rhythm with Cam's thrusts.

Cheryl grabbed the pillow out from under her head and held it over her face. She held the pillow tight over her face as orgasm after mind numbing orgasm ripped through her convulsing body in seemingly never ending waves of her multiple orgasms, in what Cheryl would later call the most intense experience of her young life.

"Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh...sweeeeet godddssssss!!!" the small, sweat soaked blonde screamed into her pillow several times.

Every muscle in her small body went ridged as every nerve fired again and again sending rapid fire messages of ecstasy from her center to every other part of her body making it convulse like a grand mal seizure. Cam herself shivered as her lover's muffled screams of pleasure drove the older loving woman to a sort of mini-release of her own. Cam slowly sat up and gazed down at the sated body lying on the bunk.

She reached own and gently pulled the pillow from the young woman's face. She gasped at the angelic beauty of her lover's face when the pillow was removed.

Looking deep in to those hooded sparkling emerald eyes, Cam saw something she'd never seen before. Something that reached down into the deepest darkest parts of her battered soul, and lifted it into the light, something that shook the very foundations of her life, and something that both attracted and scared Cam, more than anything she had ever faced in her long hard life...pure unconditional love.

Chapter 15

Cam sat on the edge of the bunk and watched Cheryl's body as the convulsions of her orgasms subsided to a more tolerable level. She slowly smiled at the incredibly beautiful young woman knowing that falling in love wasn't going to be a problem it was clear to her they were far beyond that now. She leaned and captured Cheryl's swollen lips with her own. They shared a soul-searing kiss; they reluctantly separated and once again gazed deep into each other's eyes.

"Cam, I didn't..." Cheryl was interrupted when two long slender fingers pressed softly on her lips.

"Hush now sweetheart," Cam reassured her lover "it's better if we don't talk till tomorrow. K?"

Cheryl looked up into those clear sapphire eyes, saw the love she was feeling being reflected back to her, and silently agreed to leave it until their usual afternoon talks. Cam pulled her up and sat at the end of the bunk so that Cheryl's head rested in her lap. Cheryl lay there and let the simple pleasure of the moment wash over her, while Cam gently and lovingly stroked her lovers' soft golden blonde hair. Cheryl didn't remember when she fell asleep but sometime during the night, she did and when she finally woke the next morning, she was alone. As mysteriously, as she appeared Cam had disappeared. Cheryl reminded herself to find out how her friend was able to move around whenever she wanted despite securely locked doors.

She went about the next day as she always did, except on this day, time seemed to almost stand still. Finally it was time for lunch as usual they were all brought back for head count. While Cheryl stood there waiting for the guards to finish the required counting, her mind wandered back to the night before. She had tried to fight sleep so that she could take a turn exploring Cam's tempting body, like she had been waiting to do for over a year, but Cam talked her into lying down, and relaxing saying that if necessary they would get together the next night. So that the small exhausted blonde could reciprocate for the attentions Cam had already lavished on her body.

The grumbling of the other inmates at how long the head count was taking interrupted the thoughts of her new lover. Things were taking a strange turn, and nothing good ever came from disrupting the inmates' schedule. Then just as some of the women were being released to go to lunch two guards stepped in front of her. One was the guard Captain that was always talking to Cam.

"Cheryl Anne Killian, number 11758?" the first guard asked.

"Y-yes?" she answered confused.

"You have visitors." the guard told her with a smile "They are taking you to Jefferson City, gather your belongings and come with us you, won't be returning."

Cheryl was stunned; somehow, she was able to get her things together. She only took the barest of essentials, leaving the rest knowing that Cam and Maria would keep it for her in case she needed it again. She was confident it would be there when she came back from where ever these people were taking her. However, if it turned out she didn't need them again, then she knew that the two women would see to it the things went to women that needed them. As she was being led out, Cheryl felt someone watching her, and knew instinctively that it was Cam. She stopped and turned looking up at the tall dark stoic figure that was looking down at her from the third tier rail. If you didn't know her you'd think Cam felt nothing for the short blonde being led unknowingly to her freedom, but even as far away as she was Cheryl could see the cerulean blue eyes shining with unshed tears, and through them the saddened soul that was being ripped to shreds.

"You knew." Cheryl mouthed to the woman she knew was her soulmate.

With a slight nod, Cam confirmed the blonde's suspicions.

A single tear fell from the corner of her eye as Cam mouthed back to the woman who was about to leave with her heart and soul.

"Goodbye my little love"



Cam stood at that rail for nearly two hours, staring at the exit door that had closed on her heart. She felt like a hollow shell, nothing mattered to her at that moment.

"She won't be back you know." a voice hissed from behind her, "I saw the paper work in the guard room. She's free beauty. They've set her free and she's leaving you."

"I knew Spook." Cam whispered, "I already knew."

"Do you think she'll remember you, my beauty?" the psychotic voice taunted "By this time next week you'll be a dim memory and by next month she'll have forgotten you completely."

Cam turned and focused, her cold empty almost colorless eyes on the painfully thin woman leaning in the cell door that had been behind Cam as she watched her lover leave this hellhole.

"I hope you're right Spook." Cam said and turned to walk to her cell hoping that her long time nemesis didn't see the silent tears that were flowing uncontrollably from her eyes, the blood from her dying soul.

Soon the sounds of old blues singers were coming from the darkened cell. After that day, things remained as quiet as possible given the location. Cam and her friends carried on as usual, and Cam immersed herself in her work out as she always did when she was hurting. She accomplished what others believed impossible; she buffed up even more. The group continued to help any and all that they could. Cheryl tried to visit but as she always had Cam refused to see all visitors except her lawyers. She tried to write, but all her letters were returned unopened and marked "Delivery Refused".

At a loss for how to proceed, Cheryl settled in and concentrated on passing her Bar Exam, as Cam would have wanted her to do. The lawyers that had taken over her case not only got all charges dismissed and expunged from her record, they had also gotten her a large settlement from the state for wrongful imprisonment that made it possible for her to take some special classes to help her pass her exam and to live comfortably as well. When she passed the bar with a nearly perfect score, Cheryl was offered a position at the law firm that had gotten her out of prison.

Cam continued to serve her sentenced time, she was offered parole every six months but she kept turning them down. Saying she would not leave until she no longer had to deal with the State of Missouri that knew she was innocent but refused to drop the charges and set her free because she'd been forced to sign a bogus plea bargain. Saying that it was iron clad, so they kept an "innocent" woman locked up in max wing. Cam stayed knowing that her life could get a lot worse if she allowed a government agency to become involved. So she opted to wait until she could leave free and clear of any ties to the Department of Corrections for the rest of her life.

None of this was new to Paula, but she remembered she was bothered by the personality changes she saw in Cam. After the little blonde left, something seemed to disappear from the tall beautiful and once dynamic woman. While she was still a force to be reckoned with, there was no fire in her eyes anymore. As if, she no longer cared about anything or anyone. The once intensely emotional woman was now just going through the motions of what she had sworn to do. In fact, it looked as if, if it weren't for the vow, Cam would have simply forgotten about the people that needed her so badly. Paula wasn't the only one worried about Cam; Maria was going out of her mind trying to come up with a way to bring back her friend.

Cam's cold treatment toward others had even been turned toward the pretty, big-hearted Mexican woman. Even during the dark times, after Cam had learned of Deb's betrayal, Maria had been able to reach her through the walls that pain had built around the dark woman's heart. She had been able to get some response from her friend, but this time even she couldn't reach the cold stoic woman. Several nights were spent lying in her giant lover's arms trying to think of ways to bring Cam out of the depression that was threatening to swallow Maria's closest friend next to Melinda.

"I'm telling you mi Amada, it is like she has died inside, you know." Maria said one night after a particularly rough confrontation with the dark uncaring woman "It is like she has taken all her feelings and emotions along with the light in her soul and walled them up in a place where even she can't reach them."

"She's hurting pretty bad love" Melinda said, even though the gentle giant of a woman wasn't very happy with their friend because of the way her attitude hurt Maria. "I know she was the one that got Cheryl out of here, but somewhere deep inside of her she feels hurt and angry because the woman she loves more than life itself is out there and she's in here."

None of the group was able to think of a way to reach their lost friend. The walls she put up around herself were too tall and too thick, and now that she had given her heart and soul to the little blonde there was little hope that anyone could reach her. Eventually the group began avoiding the stoic woman, finally the catalyst everyone was looking for came the night Cam had caught a couple of chicken-hawks that had cornered a young girl in one of the music rooms.

The naive, innocent young blonde-haired woman had been warned to stay away from the soundproof rooms, but her only true love was playing her violin. Usually she had a couple of friends that went with her just for the privilege of hearing her play, but this night they had been both called away to take care of some official business. The girl refused to miss a night of playing, and since she had reserved the room, she went ahead, and went to the out of the way wing of the building. She had really been in the zone that night and was so into her music that she lost all track of time. The next thing she knew she heard someone clapping slowly. She looked up and saw two big mean looking women that were looking rather as if she was a crippled antelope and they were a pair of very hungry lions.

Cam had taken to going to out of the way places to avoid those embarrassing run ins with members of the group of women she had once hung around with, she had spent the evening listening to some new CDs Paula had brought her after learning of their shared love of old blues singers. This one was an amazing remastered recording of Billie Holiday and Cam loved to listen to Lady Day alone without anything to distract her from the low sultry sexy voice of the legendary singer.

As she was locking up the music area, which was Cam's job so that she could stay later and listen to her music in private. It was one of the few pleasures she had since Cheryl left. As she was about to lock up, Cam heard a muffled noise in one of the private rooms. Immediately suspicious, she entered the room and found a naked girl huddled in a corner. Pieces of the girl's clothing and her beloved violin were scattered all over the room. When Cam calmed her down enough to get close to her, she saw multiple cuts, bruises and the welts of a belt using the buckle end (wounds she knew instantly from her childhood). She finally got the girl calm enough to get an idea what had happened, she described the women well enough for Cam to know who they were and what they had done to the girl, punching, whipping, the small glass bladed knife that they had cut her face breasts abdomen and inner thighs with as their "foreplay".

Then she told Cam how they had taken turns laughing one burning her with cigarettes while the other used a broom handle on her. That's when Cam looked down and saw the slowly expanding pool of blood coming from between the girl's legs. She did her best to calm the girl down. Cam slid effortlessly into her protective mode telling the frightened and badly injured blonde that she had to go for help, and that a short Mexican woman would return for her, Cam promised that she would lock the door so no one except Maria could enter.

Maria had just begun her shift when Cam walked through the doors. It was unusual enough for Cam to be there especially lately, since they hadn't spoken in weeks, it quickly drew Maria's attention. As she got near the tall dark woman, Maria noticed that there was a lot of blood on the woman's hands and shirt. She was about to ask what happened when the woman put the keys to the music area in her hand.

"Go to the music rooms," the black haired woman told her, "in room two there's a girl there who needs your services badly, she may be bleeding to death internally. Please my sweet Rose, hurry!"

That was all she said and before Maria could ask her more the enigmatic woman was gone, as if she'd never been there. The thing that was really scaring Maria, was the flat lifeless look in Cam's once expressive blue eyes, and that the color was almost entirely gone, giving her eyes a sliver appearance, giving them the look of hard cold steel. Maria grabbed an orderly, a gurney, and the biggest first aid box and rushed to the music rooms where they found the badly injured girl. It was very close but with Maria's experience she was able to save the girls life and keep her stabilized until transportation was provided to take the girl to the nearby local hospital.

The girl was kept in the hospital for nearly three weeks. Maria didn't know what Cam was doing leaving as she did, but the stocky little RN was pissed off enough to go hunting for the dark enigmatic woman as soon as the girl was transported. She was passing a dark alcove going to one of Cam's usual quiet spots where she went to be alone, when a low growling voice called to her from the shadows.

"Looking for me mi Amiga?" the voice inquired, Maria could swear she could see those silver eyes shining out at her. "What do you want?"

"I want to know why you left that little girl in that room alone and disappeared" Maria hissed at the hidden woman. "She was scared shitless and almost died, where the hell did you go that was so important?"

"I knew you would be able to take care of the little one. You did your part." the voice stated quietly "I went to do my part."

Maria shivered at the flat emotionless way her friend spoke, and when she heard Cam use her favorite nickname for Cheryl, Maria was getting worried for her friend, knowing now that Cam had noticed how much the injured girl looked like Cam's absent lover.

"What do you mean your part?" Maria snapped back at her "and get out here where I can see you."

A low evil chuckle came from the dark alcove for the second time a warning chill ran up Maria's spine

"I'd thought to spare you this, my little Rose, but since you insist." Cam growled back, the sarcasm dripping from her words.

She stepped into the light and Maria gasped and nearly fainted. The woman was covered in blood and there were bits of tissue stuck to her in various places.

"Ah mia Dios! What have you done?" Maria exclaimed softly and crossing herself at the sight of the woman. "This is the work of your alma oscura, have you returned Peligrosa? Have you lost to it now? Who will care for your amada, if you have given in to the beast?"

Cam had already asked herself the same questions already, but now was not the time. Being a good friend as always, and knowing in her heart that there was still hope for Cam, Maria took control. Maria's mind was racing to determine how to take care of her friend. Before Cam finished talking, Maria had already decided what to do to help her friend from losing her way again, and was already working on various ways of keeping the tall dangerous woman safe from the authorities and herself as well.

"Come on I will sneak you into the infirmary showers and give you a change of clothes."

The woman's no nonsense Nurse Mode kicked in and soon Cam was clean and asleep on one of the infirmary beds. Maria recorded it as one of Cam's migraines and admitted her until morning. Maria looked over at her restlessly sleeping friend and shook her head.

"What am to going to do with you chica?" the compassionate woman asked herself.

Knowing that she, and Melinda were Cam's only chance, the fiercely loyal friend vowed to herself that somehow she would save her friend, until she was once again safely in the arms of her guardian angel. Maria knew well enough the task she had set for her and her lover was daunting, but with a single-minded sense of duty, the woman was determined to see Cam through this. And when the time came the dark beauty would walk through those gates and hopefully into the arms of the one woman on earth that could put the beast in chains and keep it there forever.


Continued in Part 6