"She tried to steal from me" said Sam. "What do you think we're gonna do with her? I'm going to enjoy humiliating her. Yes, we're going to strip her, and do anything we like with her, and to her."
"You're evil," said Alice with a wry smile, "but I like it."
The girl on the bed started to come around. She groaned again as her head throbbed. She tried to move her arms, but she found that she couldn't, nor could she move her legs. She looked up through hazy eyes to see two naked women standing over her. One held an open switchblade, while the other had a pair of scissors. "W-what are you going to do to me?" she asked.
"Oh we're not gonna call the cops, if that's what you think" the one with the knife said. "We're going to teach you a lesson ourselves. I doubt if you'll ever rob anyone else ever again after we're finished with you." She held up a rather large two headed purple dildo, menacing her with it. "Now I'm going to ask you some questions, and you're gonna give me some answers, or I'll knock you out again."
The girl looked at the thick, long rubbery two headed snake. She knew right away that was whathit her, twice. She surely didn't want to try for a third time. Her head was pounding bad enough. "What do you want to know?"
"Let's start with something simple" knife lady asked. "What's your name?"
"Minnorae" she answered. "Minnorae Lecroix." All she could think about was how bad her head hurt. "I think you gave me a concussion with that thing."
"That's an interesting name. Very exotic sounding" said the girl with the scissors. "How old are you, Minnorae? Where do you come from?"
"I turned eighteen two days ago" Minnorae answered. "I'm originally from New Oreans. I left there after Katrina hit. There was nothing left for me there, except running from one homeless shelter to the next."
"Wow" remarked knife lady. "You've been out on your own for that long?"
"Longer" she said. "My parents died when I was seven, in a car accident. I learned how to pick pockets just to survive." Minnorae paused for a moment. Her head throbbed even worse. "Please, may I have something for this headache?"
Knife lady turned to scissor lady. "Alice, go get our friend something for her headache."
Sam now sat on the bed next to her, her mood softening a bit. "My name is Sam. She stroked the girl's face. "How did you get such an unusual name?"
"When I was born, I was very small. I was a premie according to mom. Dad thought of me as his little minnow, and mom thought of me as her little ray of sunshine because I survived. So they put the two together. That's where my name comes from."
Sam closed the switchblade. She put her face in her hands, and started crying.
Minnorae didn't understand what was going on with her. "Sam? Why are you crying?"
"Because I was mad at you for trying to steal from me, and I was going to do all sorts of nasty little things to you to teach you a lesson." Sam cried even harder. "I can't do it!" She got up and started removing the velcro straps holding Minnorae to the bed. "You're free to go" she said as she undid the last wrist cuff.
Minnorae sat up, still feeling woozy. "I don't have anywhere to go" she said. "The homeless shelter won't let me in after a certain time."
"Well that settles it" said Sam. "You can stay here with us for the night. Something tells me I can trust you."
Minnorae looked into Sam's eyes. This was the first time anyone had treated her with kindness, especially after she tried to rob them. "I don't want to be any trouble."
"Nonsense" said Alice, coming back with pain relievers and a glass of water. "You've already been trouble. And if Sam says she can trust you, that's good enough for me." She handed the glass and the pills to the girl.
"Thank you both for giving me a second chance." Minnorae swallowed the pills and handed the glass back to Alice. "No one ever has. Everyone always thought I was a lost cause, even my aunt and uncle."
"So you do have family?" asked Alice.
"Well, if you can call child mollesters family" she answered.
"Is that why you've been out on your own for so long?" Sam really felt for this girl, and she wanted to know more. "Forgive me if I'm prying."
"No, it's okay" replied Minnorae. "My uncle was the mollester. My aunt sat and watched in denial. I've had a hatred of men ever since. After he would finish, my aunt would sit there and hold me, telling me how much she loved both of us, and how she'd hate to lose either one of us. One day she lost me. That's when I started living on the streets, and learning my trade as a thief and a pickpocket. I'm not proud of what I've done, but I had to do something to survive."
Sam hugged her, and held her close. "Minnorae, you won't have to do that any more. I promise you. Stay here with me. Forever." Alice now joined them, and hugged them both. They sat there, the three of them, as for the first time in her young life Minnorae Lecroix cried tears of joy.
Sam dried Minnorae's tears and gently kissed her forehead while Alice held her. The three sat there for the longest time, saying nothing. It was Alice who broke the silence, finally asking "So we know you don't like men, how about women?"
Minnorae turned and smiled at her. "I know I shouldn't hate anyone, and I know all men aren't my uncle. I've tried hard to have relationships with other men just to prove that to myself. It's a hard thing to do, and a few men I actually came to like and trust as friends. But I do prefer the company of girls and women over men." It was at that point Minnorae realized for the firstg time that both women were naked. "I guess I kind of interrupted something here" she said.
"Think nothing of it" said Sam. "Alice was just going to teach me that there's more to sex than just having men. It seems men have disappointed us all in some way or another."
"You can say that again" chirped Alice. "If only men could see themselves as women do, maybe they wouldn't be so bad." She pondered on this for a moment. "Well I have met a couple of nice men. I call them male lesbians because they like to please a woman more than they like to please themselves." She started laughing. "I can't help but think of them as fellow lesbians with oversized clits that squirt."
The three of them started laughing. Then the laughter faded, and Alice suddenly kissed Minnorae on the cheek. Sam, not knowing what else to do, kissed her other cheek, and gently pushed the girl back down onto the bed. "I think there's enough room in this bed for three of us" said Alice. Her hand strayed down to the top button of Minnorae's black jeans. She undid the button and slowly slid her hand down inside of them.
Minnorae lay there between the two naked women. Her head was still pounding, but her thoughts were no longer hazy. She felt Alice's warm fingers as they snaked their way inside her panties, coming to rest on her soft mound of pubic hair. She felt confused at first. Was this really happening? She was very grateful to the two women for not calling the police. Maybe she should just lay there and let both of them have their way with her? She had enjoyed the company of other women before. And she did feel a strange sense of attachment to Sam and Alice. She gasped as Alice's middle finger found her love nub nestled at the top of her moistening slit. It had been so long since anyone had touched her. Then Sam gently turned her head, and kissed her passionately on the lips. She felt herself kissing back, hungrily devouring and returning the offered desire. Her back suddenly arched, thrusting her crotch in to Alice's hand. "Aaaauuuggghhh!" she moaned into Sam's open mouth. It was at that point Minnorae decided to let whatever happened, happen.
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