The Brain & The Beauty

4: ON THE FOURTH DAY (Stop It, I Love It)

From time to time, the girls would use the toilet
and head back to the bed. Yet Daria in a way, wished
what happened that night was all a dream, and that she
would wake up, on her own bed, in House Morgendorffer.

No luck at all. For at 6:00 A. M., the auburn chanced to
wonder if she WAS at home. Waking up, she squinted,
till it dawned on her she needed her glasses. Reaching
for the nightstand, she got them on--and discovered the
hard way she was still in room 2112 on the 21st floor
of The Red Barchetta Hotel. Naked. The clock tower erheerhead chiming 6:00. And to top it off, an equally
naked Sandi Griffin with her, her arm 'round Daria,
her head on the cynic's breasts.
Gently pulling free so the she didn't wake up the brunette,
the auburn climbed from the bed and used the bathroom
to answer nature's call and to shower. After she had dried off,
the nude cynic headed to the window, and peeped twixt the
curtains, observing the waking activity of Lawndale take place.
"Please, a brain stroke," she murmured. The fact that she had
made love with Quinn's best friend, the snobby head of The
Fashion Club, that gave new meaning to sleeping with the
enemy. And yet, she enjoyed it. It was concentrated passion
in a can that exploded like the reactors at Chernobyl.
But the fact that she had sex--and lesbian sex, no less, was
no joke. Especially when it came to The Morgendorffer/
Griffin war. And the war twixt the unpopular and the popular.
What Daria and Sandi now had was what the Latin community
termed as amor prohibito--forbidden love. But for what it was
worth, that implelling force which brought them to their goal,
had been the manifestation to....a phase, maybe? For the moment,
Daria had no idea where to go from there, now that she and Sandi
got what they came for. Was it worth it? Whatever the reason, she
went back to bed--just as the sweetly yawning brunette re entwined
her arms 'round the auburn, holding her while they kissed. From
there, The Fashion Clubber laid her head on the cynic's shoulder.
"Good morning, lovergirl, " she said. "I had a feeling you'd come back
to me."
"Something tells me I've come a long way from Quinn's cousin or
whatever."
Laughing gently, the brunette said, "That you did. And once again,
I proved to you there WAS a lovergirl within you. You were GREAT.
Like, you surprised me last night"
"Now that you've opened up my Al Capone vault," said the auburn,
"where do we go from here? Word gets around in Lawndale."
"I hope not. My life would be over if everyone knew that I love girls like
you!!"
"Tell me all 'bout it," murmured Daria, thinking over when Kevin and
Brittany had overheard Sandi's confession to Tiffany. But that wasn't
all--remembering that she WAS dating Tom Sloane, it occured that the
cynic had cheated on Tom, that she had made love with another girl.
Yet the fact she and Tom would be split up when they went to their
seperate collages....
She came out of her reverie just as the brunette propped herself on one
elbow saying, "All that time....I didn't even know we each had a different
side of ourselves. I never even felt that way when you made love to me
last night."
"Neither did I," said the auburn. "I didn't even think you, of all people,
the narcisstic and cliquey head of The Fashion Club, had another side
to you. But then, it beats getting torme by by two knuckleheads from
Highland that were worse than your brothers and Upchuck combined."
"My brothers, I wouldn't doubt, but worse than Upchuck?"
"Yup. And Beavis and Butt Head were their names."
For the third time, Sandi was laughing. "Butt Head? BUTT HEAD?!?"
Shrugging, Daria replied, "Let's just say his mom was high on morphine
at the time."
"Like, drugs suck. Even The Fashion Club would think twice 'bout using
drugs, no matter how popular they get."
"Amen. You should see what it did to Beavis and Butt Head."
There was a pause before Sandi stated, "Daria.....I got some confessions
to make."
"That you formed The Fashion Club just to date girls?" asked Daria.
Glaring at the surprised auburn, the brunette said crisply, "Stop it, Daria!!
Be serious!!"
"Sorry."
As somber as she could, Sandi said, "Like....., that day I chased you........when
Quinn, Stacy, Tiffany and me were on our way to Cashman's, I sensed there
was something strange when Quinn said she'd meet up later. The fact that I
also saw you and Jane....I knew something was up, so I told Stacy and Tiffany
to meet me at Cashman's, and followed Quinn at a distance, till she was in
that railroad tunnel with you and your friend. When you didn't come out, I
waited till the train came out and went inside. I saw you between the cars,
and that was when I confronted you the best way I could. Quinn thought
she could be sneaky, but I can be sneakier."
"Ah......," said Daria. "Then----it WAS you, inside R. R. Tunnel No. 558."
Sandi nodded. "I wanted to tell you then--to tell you I loved you...."
"I thought so.....so......anything else you can relate to me on?"
"Just one other thing...........as much as it hurts the image, if not my
reputation, as the President of The Fashion Club, I got something, all
joking aside, to say....." The brunette took a breath before saying the
following words--which was a shock to the auburn:
"I envy you, Daria Morgendorffer."
Unable to believe what she had just heard, Daria blurted out, "WHAT?!?"
"Like, it's no joke," said Sandi, who sounded beyond serious. "You don't know
how lucky you can be to have a sister like Quinn."
"Me?"
"Yup. All I got to show for, is two rug rat brothers that play a LOT of havoc
on me, make me at times CRY!! I never even had a sister!! Like, I WISH
I had a sister...."
"Brittany's got a brother that does the same stuff," said the auburn.
"True," agreed the brunette. "For Brittany, one brat of a brother is one
thing, but the I g I got is a nightmare!!"
"Now that I think of it, you'd think we'd get along ourselves since we're
united by one thing." From there, Sandi and Daria said in unison:
"Quinn."
"Yup," said the cynic. "That ol' love/hate relationship with Quinn...."
Sighing, the fashiova sva said, "I wish we could love all over again."
"The thing is," said the auburn, who was now enticed with Sandi's breast,
which was rubbing against her, its nipple hard, "CAN it be done again?"
Triggered by the feel of that nipple, Daria found herself unable to control
herself, as she clamped her mouth onto Sandi's nipple and breast and suckled
it.
"Oh, that is SO good," sighed the brunette. "So you still want more, do you?"
Stopping for a moment, the auburn said, "The fact we don't have to report
sc
school till 9:00, we've got 6:00 to relive last night and take our time slow for
the love and use the two hours in between to get ready."
"So be it........lovergirl....." So saying, Sandi pulled the sheet off them before she
fed her breasts to Daria, who was now thinking and hearing (?) a tune in her
mind--The Eagles' The Sad Cafe:

Out in the shiny night, the rain
was softly falling
The tracks that ran down the boulevard had
all been washed away
Out of the silver light, the past came softly calling
And I remember the times we spent
inside the Sad Cafe

"MMMM.........that is, soooooooo gooooooood, Daria, give me more. I love
it when I feed my breasts to you........ohhhhhhhh......!!" sighed the brunette,
while the auburn, at one point, flicked her tongue tip along the nipple.
After that, it was Sandi's turn to suck Daria's breasts and nipples, which
she did, like a hungry baby. "Do you like it?" she asked.
"So....so goooood....give me more...." was the reply.

Oh, it seemed like a holy place,
protected by amazing grace
And we would sing right out loud, the
things we could not say
We thought we could change this world
with words like "love" and "freedom"
We were part of the lonely crowd
Inside the Sad Cafe

Each girl took her time to lick, suck and kiss. With each nipple engorged with
blood, each girl rubbed and caressed them, sending pulses of sparks along up
their bodies. Then they sucked them hard, causing themselves to shake,
rattle and roll. From there, they caressed their bodies before Daria was using
her tongue work in Sandi's clitoris and vagina, pushing her tongue in and out.
"MMMMMMMM.......," sighed the brunette. "Give it to me, baby....give it to
me SO GOOOOOOD!! Oh, lovergirl.........!!" Using her index and center finger,
she stuck and slid it in and out the auburn's vagina, causing her to moan in
the vaginal folds, tonguing even deeper.

Oh, expecting to fly,
we would meet on that beautiful
shore in the sweet by and by
Some of their dreams came true,
some just passed away
And some of the stayed behind
inside the Sad Cafe.

When it was Daria's turn, she was laying on her back, sliding her finger in
and out from the vagina of a moaning and sexually charged Sandi, who was
doing her tongue work on the cynic's wet vagina and clit. Both girls were moaning
and sighing with pleasure in an absolute frenzy, Daria writhing as before and
pitching her head back while Sandi tongued deeper--and that caused the auburn
to call out, "Oh........Ohh.........Ohhh.........Ohhhh.......OHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!"
"You love that, sweetie?" said the brunette.
"I love it............!!"
"Mmm, I love you......."
From there, the girls went into a 69 pose, their moans covered by the tonguing
in each other's vagina.

The clouds rolled in and hid that shore
Now that Glory Train, it don't stop here no more
Now I look at the years gone by,
and wonder at the powers that be.

After that, Sandi was laying on her back, with Daria on top of her, their breasts,
nipples, bodies, tongues and mouths pressing together, while each girl was using
her index and center finger to slide in and out, slow and fast, gentle and hard,
in each other's vagina, while their vaginal fluids poured, while teasing each
other's clitoris. All that, combined with their intense French kissing, built up
all the passion that surged through like some kind of time warp, while they
kissed more and more intensely, moaning in their kissing mouths.

I don't know why fortune smiles on some
and lets the rest go free
Maybe the time has drawn the faces I recall
But things in this life change very slowly,
if they ever change at all

Sandi and Daria were holding each other closer than before, clenching each
other's hair, kissing deeper and probing their vaginas and clitorises even more
passionate beyond, yet doing so slow and gentle. In between kisses, they were
breathing out their passionate best.
"Oh, Daria.....oh, baby.......oh, lovergirl.......I wanna come.......!!" said the brunette.
"I.......," said the auburn, "I.......am coming already...........OHHHHHHH!!"

There's no use in asking why,
it just turned out that way
So meet me at midnight baby
inside the Sad Cafe.
Why don't you meet me at midnight baby,
inside the Sad Cafe.

Just as they were reaching the peak of passion, the girls launched into the
biggest and deepest kiss, before they came, their fluids gushing out, the two
moaning deep in their kiss. After the shockwave had passed, they pecked each
other's mouths.
"Oh, Daria........" breathed the brunette, "I just don't care....but right now, I love
you SO MUCH!!"
"Whatever," said the auburn. "We've proved to each other that life is 'bout
trying new stuff. Now let's hurry....."

As soon as they could, Daria and Sandi showered, dried, dressed, packed up and
headed for the elevator, each girl descending down in her own elevator. Once
in the foyer, the auburn deposited her key card in the key drop box before picking
up her bill for her stay at the desk. That completed, she went for the exit, while
the brunette ran out a different door. Soon after that, the girls headed their own
ways, back to their homes, got ready, and made to Lawndale High just in time.

After depositing her back pack in her locker, Daria saw Jane arrive on the scene.
"You're here bright and early," said the artist. "How'd your sabbatical at The
Red Barchetta Hotel do?"
"Couldn't be better, Jane," replied the cynic.
"Oh......so your night with Sandi was great, wasn't it? "
Jumping back as if she had been stung, Daria gasped, "WHAT?!?"
"Take it easy," said Jane, holding up her hand and laughing. "I wouldn't
abandon my partner in crime. I mean, Tom was one thing, but.......we're STILL
freakin' friends." Then bursting into wild laughter, she added, "You and Sandi,
the F.C. President, gettin' jiggy with it?!? How's that for a page of Lawndale
history?"
"Just as long as neither Brittany, nor Kevin, nor Upchuck, nor anyone else get
wind of it," said the auburn meanacingly, thankful that her friend was still
her friend.
"Your secret's safe with me," said the artist, with a grin before she started laughing
again. "Remember, I had a near run in with a lezzie myself."
"Alison....but.......," stammered Daria, "how'd you......?!?"
"How'd I know?" said Jane, who got herself back in control of her giggles. "For
one thing, when you stuck your pack in the locker, I could smell Sandi's perfume
coming from it. For another, why would you choose a fancy joint like The Red
Barchetta Hotel for your solace? Only clandestine lovers would choose hotels
for their meetings. And that bribe money you used to pay for last night--why
else would you resort to such expense? Besides, the day before last, when you
came out from the forest after Sandi chased you, I chanced to notice your
lipstick was smeared big time. But the real clincher was when I came to
the bathroom last morning and overheard you and Sandi through the
air vents that led to the roof--right up to the lip lock. "
"The air vents. No wonder Kevin and Brittany--"
"--overheard Sandi and Tiffany." Again, Jane smirked.
Sighing, Daria hung her head and said dejectedly, "OK, so you know. PLEASE
forgive me, Jane. I don't want Quinn and Tom to know. I'll be ruined for life."
"I said it was OK," assured Jane, who placed a comforting hand on her friend's
shoulder. "Only where will you two go from here?"

A good question indeed--where would they go from here?
For the rest of the day, Daria knew that now that she and Sandi got what
they came for, she could see the romance was dying out, that she was bored.
That, plus the fact that the auburn and the brunette were of different worlds
different lifestyles and different ways of life. Quinn notwithstanding, Sandi,
Tiffany and Stacy (well, maybe not Stacy) hadn't been her friends at all, since
she and her family first came to Lawndale. They may had been Quinn's friends
but not Daria's; for that matter, whoever heard of a student in love with another
that was a year below her? Especially someone that was arrogant, stuck up,
egotistical and self centered. But then, Sandi was only that way because of
her mom Linda.
There were also reputations to protect, Daria with her cynicism and Sandi
with her hyper bitch ways. And yet the irony was for their differences, the
auburn and the brunette WERE united by one common thing--Quinn. Sister,
best friend, and at the same time, some one to fight with.
And then there was one problem: how to break up with Sandi. Knowing the
diva's fierce temper, and her tears, the cynic was torn. Should she risk
breaking Sandi's heart and get hurt, or be stuck in a joyless love affair?

Daria had never felt so lost--and yet at the same time, so was Sandi,
unable to decide to stop the romance or carry on.

Plodding along Dega St. to meet up with Jane prior to eating at The
Pizza King, all Daria could do was ponder her fate. Right now, she
was walking past The Red Barchetta Hotel, when Amy broke into
her reverie:
"Daria? How's my favorite niece?"
Seeing that her aunt was standing before her a yard at the entrance,
the auburn repiled glumly, "Like someone threw a monkey wrench
into the works of the so called Ya Ya Sisterhood."
"Oh, what's the matter? Did your sister pull a fashion prank on your
black skirts?"
"It's much worse.....would you hate me if I was in love with another girl?"
"Hate you?" said Amy. "My favorite niece? But what happened to Tom?"
"It's a long story," said Daria somberly.
At that moment, an Asian accented voice said, "Is that your niece you've
been mentioning to me?"
Turning, Daria saw a business suited Japanese man with the looks of
Ming Tsai. "You Daria Morgendorffer? Permit me to introduce myself--
I am Eiji Tachibana, owner and general manager of The Red Barchetta
Hotel. "
"And my aunt's new boyfriend."
"Hai. Which means you're definitely her niece. It is an honor to meet
with you, Morgendorffer san. Your aunt told me so much of your life."
"You'd be surprised at some of the talents she's got," said Amy. "Right
now, it seems she's in a quandry."
Nodding in agreement, Eiji stated, "A serious matter indeed. She seems
rather troubled, judging from the mood she is in." To Daria, he said,
"In Japan, there is no problem that is impossible to solve. Perhaps you
would like to stop by my office for a soda."
"Knowing that I am sane," said Daria hesitantly, "I guess I could stand
a pit stop."
"What I tell you?" said Amy to Eiji. "Daria's a card."

The interior of Eiji's office was half spartan and half in Japanese Shinto
decor, yet was still businesslike, with a touch a homeyness--and it was here
that Daria, sipping a soda, related to Amy and Eiji, the kiss she shared
with Sandi, the nightmares she had, the incident in R.R. Tunnel No. 558,
the chase the brunette gave her, the second kiss, the love affair she and
Sandi had, and the problem of trying to break up with The Fashion
Clubber. However, the auburn WAS careful to omit the fact she and the
brunette made love twice, and the fact they stayed the night at the hotel.
Indeed, to Daria's delight, Eiji turned out to be an understanding type,
while he and Amy listened. When the cynic had finished, Amy said, "So
all that time you thought you were bi, yet your first love relationship's
got a lot of fizz than an Ultra Cola can and you want out."
"Like I said," said Eiji, "a serious matter." Standing up, a cola can in hand,
he paced the office. "The fact you don't know how to break up from that
girl.....I would suggest you be tactful with her and tell her the truth. In
Japan there is a saying which is identical to your 'The squeaky wheel
gets the grease'--and that saying is: 'The nail that sticks up, gets
pounded down.' Which means you should be honest and tell her the
romance is over."
"And if I do," said the auburn, "she'll scratch my eyes out. What am I
supposed to do, say 'Stop it, I love it'?"
"Sometimes, Morgendorffer san, there's risks we all must take.....
what you Americans would call 'one huge explosion and get it over with',
ne? All I can say is.....it's up to you."
"Maybe the following story might help," said Amy. "When I was a teen like
you, I too, also had a lesbian love affair with a friend of mine with a
friend of mine named Trishelle. But when the thrill was gone, I was
worried over how to break off the relationship. So I broke it to her with
tact, and it turned out she as the understanding type. After the breakup,
she married a man, and gave birth to a daughter, who to Trishelle's
surprise, also became a lesbian and went to live in some independent
colony."
"Was her daughter by any chance," asked Daria, "named Alison?"
Her face lighting up, Amy said, "Why yes......how'd you know that?"
"She tried to seduce my good friend Jane some time ago."
"Some things never change, eh, Daria? Like mother, like daughter."
Shaking his head in surprise, Eiji could only say, "So scandal does
run in the family. How shocking. I guess it takes all kinds."
"So it would seem," said the auburn. "Just another day in the sick
sad world."
Placing aside her cola can, Amy turned to her niece, and said,
"So it would seem indeed. Anyhow, my advice is what Eiji said--
be tactful and break it to Sandi gently. But most important of all is:
do what you think is right."

Poor Daria--she's now stuck between the Scylla of a controversial
love affair and the Charibdes of breaking Sandi's heart--and
upsetting her at the same time. Who was it that said, "Don't
make waves"? Sometimes love can be dangerous. At least
that didn't happen between Daria and Tom--oh wait, that
almost jeparodized her friendship with Jane. Anyhow, our
heroine's got a tough choice to make. And how will Sandi
react? Given her reputation as a hyper diva, it's no hype
what she might do. But then again....
Oh, one last thing--in case you didn't know, hai and ne?,
they're Japanese for yes and "Ain't it so?" respectively.
I thought you should know, minna san (that means all or
all of you.),eh?

Next: 5: On The Fifth Day (Try To Understand)

--Ronin.