*The Summer I Grew Up* placed third in the Golden Clitorides award for the Best Gay / Lesbian / Gender Bending Story of 2017! Thanks to everyone who voted.
Sorry it’s taken so long to update this story, but I had deadlines to keep and miles to go before I sleep… ;-)
Cotton Nightie
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Chapter 9
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Waking with Megan pressed against her back instantly stilled Alicia’s nightmare. Dillon had been dragging her into an inky darkness by her bare legs. His too-long fingers had suckers like the tentacles of an octopus and his gaping mouth was filled with needles instead of teeth.
Megan whispered soothing sounds and stroked her tenderly. “You’re safe. I’ve got you.”
Yawning, Alicia stretched and rolled over to kiss her girlfriend good morning. *Girlfriend.* The thought settled her heart after the bad dream. Kissing Megan was so different than kissing guys. The biggest difference was how soft her skin was. Even if a guy shaved close, the texture was completely different. And the feeling of their breasts pressing together never got old.