Standing in the balcony grills, staring into the abyss, dressed in just a huge t-shirt, is Millie Johnson.
Outside the apartment, is a modern harbour, a serene beautiful beach, bathing in breath taking orange rays of a sun rise and amongst the most amazing beautiful sights anyone can behold.
She is up early, just like previous morning before this after sleep stints of amnesia. A few other people are also up early to admire and take photos of the beautiful sun rise.
But Millie doesn't notice any of this, or more precise pretends not to, her mind having drifted off away in a dreamy, wishing kind of state.
She takes in deep breadths of air, hoping the suffocating feel subsides but that does not help either.
It has been two months since she left her home town and flown to the City of Dodoma for her University education.
She would have wished for a university closer home but this was the best Media institution in the whole region and she was determined to emerge as a unfathomable figure in the Journalism career.
She is not much of homesick but one particular thought ties her there, James.
They had been in communication regurally during her first month in campus.
Sharing random cheeky texts during the day and spending long hours on calls during the night. She had teased him in the calls, enjoying his hearty laughs and even introduced texting
to which she masturbated to his voice, eyes closed while listening as he narrated all kind of dirty, sweet things he would be doing to him if she was around.
The nights had been less boring and he didn't sound so far, until recently.
The distance, her tiresome classes and the craving had made things take a downward dive between them.
For the past one month, things had steamed off and the random texts reduced to none at all during the past two weeks.
The calls had also died and the random one that did come, sounded way off, with a hint of the closely knit flame dying to a small flicker.
She missed him terribly, more precisely she really did miss the feel of his huge dong inside her, smashing her pussy to insanity. A tear ran down her eyes but she did not bother to wipe it off, wishing, hoping.
Millie, was awakened from her reverie by a pair of long fingered, frail, chocolate hands embracing her for behind followed by some rosy scent and a warm peck on her cheek.
She sniffed quietly, pressing her fingers to the interruptor's knuckles and kissing them softly.
They stayed in the embrace silently for a few more minutes before a slowly concerned barery audible voice whispered ," morning love, are you okay?."
Millie, nodded in response, more tears flowing down her cheeks as she broke down, crying.
She turned, facing a blue eyed, melanin skinned lady. The girl looked frail, small in stature but was soo beautiful with eyes that sparkled.
Her name was Norah though she called her Little Norah.
Little Norah, had been Millie's closest and probably only real friend in campus. Millie had helped her out, defending her from some bullies during their second week in campus.
Due to her quiet nature, frail stature and humble looks, Little Norah was a target for bullies in the Institution.
On that particular rescue day, Millie was in some empty hallway, heading through the display of artistic pieces in the department halls and admiring them while taking the longer way in order to arrive home late and avoid boredom after end of her lectures.
She had ignored the two fat guys teasing some frail girl, minding her own business but intervened when she saw them push her to the floor.
At her agitated approach and threats, the boys scampered to safety, almost making her laugh at how cowardly the bullies were.
Little Norah had befriended Millie since that day and she had grown a liking towards her.
The little girl was witty, funny and always charming. Millie, had not taken up accomodation in the campus hostels, opting to rent a small apartment just outside the campus premises.
She was not proud or egolistic but instead preferred the privacy and being a loner, this had come in handy.
It had been sought of a blessing for her to have gotten to know Norah who instead turned out to be such a valuable friend.
In little Norah she atleast found the company, understanding and also some organisms.
They had gone out several times to watch a movie first, followed with some dinner dates, a few museum visits while getting to know each other.
Until one day they returned from an evening spent in the pub cheering to friendship and retired to Millie's place drunk, hands all over each other.
They had made love, woken up naked and continued. That had kick started their intimate relationship and everything from that day had led to this particular morning, as Little Norah awakened having slept over in Millie's place.
Little Norah, grabbed Millie by the waist and turned her to face her. She placed some warm kisses on her face and without a word dragged her by the hand, leading the way back to the apartment.
Millie followed as little Norah led her from the balcony back to the apartment and sat her down on the bed.
She placed her face between her frail hands, wiping the tears with her thumb and planted a kiss on her lips.
Little Norah fumbled with the buttons of her now campus best friend's pink blouse, planting warm passionate kisses on her lips.
She guided her tongue deeper in her mouth sucking the air out of her in a deep French kiss. Millie responded to the exploits, moaning softly as she let go of her body, feeling.
Little Norah, lowered her attention to the ever sensitive soft neck skin, nibbling lightly as she wriggled in pleasure.
Tearing the satin bra off her chest, gabby teased her friend's erect dark nipples with the tip of her tongue in erotic swirls, sucking at the full titties while a hand grabbed at them.
She concentrated sucking on one tit, pleasuring the other using her hand, placing the nipple between her thumb and one finger, rubbing softly and igniting more flames in her.
Little Norah, controlled the foreplay, enjoying everything she had missed for so long, determined to pleasure her best friend in all ways possible.
She took a mental note of her responses, handling her more carefully to ensure she would not inflict any pain
nor awaken any new wounds received from the trauma of missing her boyfriend, James, whom she had gotten to know quiete alot about during their sexual breaks and night cuddles.
She was glad when she noticed she was awakening more sensual erotic hunger in her and continued her exploits with more enthusiasm.
She placed more warm kisses down her belly, leaving her hands grabbing at her boobs in a simple erotic press.
She nibbles her way down to her navel, teasing the place using her tongue, withdrew the hands from the titties and with a powerful shove, pushed her orange mini skirt over her knees, way to her waist, exposing the perfect chocolate thick thighs, as enticing looking as she lastly remembered them to be.
Millie flinched, biting her lips as Norah's artistic fingers teased the soft flesh of her thighs, scratching at the flesh with her nails, crowding her consious while making her breathless at the same time.
A soft sigh escaped her lips, groaning and cursing as Little Norah placed kisses over her thighs, finally settling at her innermost most sensitive wet core between her legs.
She spread her legs wider, giving her better access to her p*ssy lips.
She moved aside the white g_string barery covering her cunt, delving back to suck at the tender flesh of her p*ssy lips,
making Millie groan and grab her hair, pushing her head deeper into her. She explored the interior walls of her p*ssy with her tongue, pinching the nipples on the boobs she was pressing, enjoying the soft whimpers of her bestfriend.
Millie wriggled, moaning loudly without a care anymore, feeling a burning electric sexual thrill coarse through her body.
She begged Little Norah to stop and not stop in succession, loosing all ability of speech as Norah rubbed at her clit with her fore finger while still sucking deeply at her cunt.
The stimulation of her clit with her thumb and consistent sucking of her pussy, triggered more body chilling thrills, running down from her neck down to her feet.
Little Norah pushed a finger deep in her wet p*ssy, making her gasp loudly.
She thrust the finger in and out of her p*ssy walls, slowly at first and slowly building a consistent momentum to faster and more powerful fingering.
She teased her clit using the tip of her tongue, licking and exploring while leaving the finger at its exploits.
Millie gasped, stammering as her body went rigid in a build up to an organism.
She grabbed her friend's hair for support, clenching her feet and locked her legs around her head.
She pushed her deeper, urging her on with what had now reduced to a simple almost un audible beg. She cried softly in a whimper, feeling herself loose control of her body.
Millie momentarily shook, rolling her eyes to the back of her head while bitting her lip harder to suppress the moans unsuccessfully and with a loud moan, she exploded, trembling in a body shaking organism.
She moaned while calling her best friend's name, spraying a huge gust of juices in Little Norah's pretty face.
Norah, sucked the juices off her, licking her clean in a satisfied moan as she whimpered softly under her, taking deep breadths with light trembles as she tried recover from the organism.
Little Norah, lifted her head from down between her legs and kissed her now slightly recovered best friend, giving her a taste of herself.
She responded with more deeper and passionate kisses while rubbing her cheek in a warm, romantic gesture.
She withdrew, allowing her to dress. Millie dressed up, joined her back where she lay staring in the ceiling and cuddled closer to her embrace.
They stayed in the cuddle for a few comfortable silent minutes, enjoying the warmth and company of each other before Millie finally chimed,
" I think i don't remember feeling this satisfied and loved, and you always know how to make me feel better, i love you little," .
Little Norah, leaped excitedly and sat, staring deeply in the eyes of her best friend as tears flowed down her cheeks. She was the one more grateful to her for everything.
Her life had been full of adventure, satisfaction and someone had cared for her since she met Millie.
Prior to that, she had been a target for bullies despite her supposedly authoritative position as Chair of the prestigious Journalism Club in the Institution.
She gave Millie a peck before whispering in her ears, "i love you too Millie Johnson."
An hour later, Little Norah woke from the bed, made more love to her now best friend, prepared herself and with a peck to Millie, closed the apartment door behind her as she left for work.
Little Norah, had taken up a part time job at some pub in the heart of the city.
Brooks Pub and Restaurant was a traditional themed modern establishment with a high clientele and a famous spot during the weekend.
It was here that Little Norah did some evening shifts and sometimes an hour or two during the day to earn some upkeep.
Millie had tried to coaxe her to quit but she had refused on claims she was mostly bored and loved the job therefore it was a good way of passing time to her as she earned.
Millie had given up and instead opted to be supportive of her since it was doing them no harm anyway.
Millie watched with a sigh as little Norah closed the door behind and drifted back to sleep, her thoughts on James not forgotten but a little far behind her mind.
This did it for now, atleast it had always done. But the thoughts, craving and wishing would resurrect again soon enough just like they always did, this she was sure of.
How she wished she had even the faintest idea of how he was fairing on back home. Yet she was in for a big suprise from Little Norah.