Lesbian Queen
Jane Sherman
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How do they recognize each other, the twilight lovers? By a burning look, a touch that scorches the heart, that turns the blood molten? Yes . . . oh, yes!
Rita pulled her sweater up over her head and unhooked her bra.
‘Scratch my back, will you darling?’ she said. ‘Brother, am I tired!’ She flopped on the bed, face down.
Timidly, I reached over and touched her shoulders, with my eyes fixed shyly on Rita’s body. I recalled doing this before . . . a hundred times . . . but never so fearfully as now, with Rita.
‘Ummmm, that’s nice. Your hands are so smooth and wonderful.’
For long moments, Rita let my hands run up and down her back. Her look told me that, to her, I was an enigma. It was the kind of look we had exchanged, the look that one old acquaintance gives to another, in a crowd where no one is aware that the two have known intimacy for a long time. The ‘long look.’
At first, Rita seemed wary, somewhat rigid under my gently massaging fingers. Then, on an impulse, she rolled over and lay ‘with her breasts pushed up toward my hands. I jerked my hands away quickly and stood up.
‘F-feel better now f’ I forced the words out.
Rita stretched, luxuriously. ‘Jane, darling, will you look in my closet and see if my blue blouse is there? The one with buttons down the back.’ I turned toward the closet, grateful for this sanctum. I stood, pushing at hangers, searching.
I used to think that all you had to do was to lie there and that was it. Is that what Rita had been doing, hoping that I would?
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Details
| Genre | Pulp |
| Copyright Date | 1964 |
| Publication Date | May-64 |
| Publisher | Playtime |
| Format | Mass Market Paperback |
| No. of Pages | 192 |
| Notes | Playtime 682-S
Artist maybe Robert Bonfils |
| Language | English |
| Rating | NotRated |
| Cover Artist | Robert Bonfils |
| Subject | Lesbians – Fiction |
| BookID | 7052 |
