Montana to L.A. Ch. 01

"It's great, Janelle, so many different people. I didn't even realize L.A. was so diverse," Kelsey commented while returning her gaze to Janelle's face.

"Kels, you have been in Montana too long, even I know L.A. is diverse. I had some big butch woman try to pick me up at a photo shoot yesterday," Jordan said as a matter of fact.

Janelle looked at her as Kelsey's eyes widened in shock.

"You did? You mean that guy was a woman?"

Janelle giggled, "That's Marion, she was once a he and she's the sweetest thing. You probably mistook her intentions, sweetie, she's into guys."

"Oh, I'm sorry. It seemed like she was really friendly."

"She is; it's something you have to learn about L.A. People come in all shape, sizes, colors and genders here. Treat everyone like you would like to be treated and you'll be fine."

"Well, I was nice to her. I just didn't want to go home and sleep with her, which is what I thought she was going after. I'm sorry; I'll try and not think everyone wants to get me in bed, Janelle."

"So, if she were pretty and a model what would you have thought?"

Kelsey giggled and looked at her sister, waiting for her answer.

"Well, if it were Lindsay Lohan or Portia De Rossi, I might have considered it." Jordan grinned as she sipped her drink.

"As if!" Kelsey exclaimed.

Janelle smiled and remarked, "They are taken my little love, but I do know some very lovely bi and lesbian women who would just eat you up."

With that comment both girls laughed out loud, Jordan almost choked on her drink laughing so much.

"Thanks, no Janelle. I'm not that diverse yet."

Janelle grinned at Jordan while sipping her own drink, thinking the girls were getting very comfortable. She enjoyed having them around; each reflected her friend Diane in different ways, combined they were the spitting image of her dearly missed "lil sis". As the weeks went by the girls took full advantage of Janelle's hospitality. They swam daily, used her in-home gym, ate healthy and enjoyed meeting Janelle's group of friends and clients.

The girls settled into Janelle's routine, joining her in the pool, swimming laps, talking, and then reading the trade papers. They would talk some more while sipping wine or some alcoholic concoction that sounded good. Often after swimming a few laps together prior to getting out Janelle would act as referee while the girls raced. The first few times it was just for fun, but after a few days Janelle decided to award some sort of dessert or other trinket as a prize for the winner.

They looked forward to each race wondering what Janelle had gotten for the prize, even though second place was awarded the same prize in a smaller portion. Early in the competitions the girls dressed a bit more modest than their hostess, staying in their bikinis while they swam. After a few weeks, Jordan adopted Janelle's dress code—wearing only bikini bottoms—with Kelsey following a couple of nights later. Janelle couldn't help but admire their sleek young bodies. She scolded herself a few times for having thoughts about her best friend's daughters, trying not to picture either of them in her bed which was very difficult.

One Friday evening, while they were in the shallow end talking, Janelle commented how much they each reminded her of their mother. She hadn't meant to cause anything; they had been telling stories of Diane and reminiscing since they had arrived but this time something struck a chord in Kelsey; she started to cry.

Jordan, seeing Kelsey break down, began to tear up. Janelle opened her arms to hug them, allowing the girls to collapse in her arms to sob.

"I'm sorry, girls. I didn't mean to stir up any bad feelings." Holding them nestled close to her breasts she stroked their hair, trying to comfort them.

Jordan sniffed as her eyes slowly dried, enjoying the closeness she felt as if Janelle were actually her aunt instead of a close friend. Kelsey continued to cry while burying her face in the nape of Janelle's neck.

"I know you didn't," Jordan explained through her tears as she released her hold of Janelle.

"Me too, it's just I miss her so much. Why did she have to die, Janelle? Why?" Kelsey sniffed holding Janelle tighter, shifting more to Janelle's front, taking Jordan's place against her.

"I don't know my darlings, I really don't know. Life is not fair. I miss her, too."

Janelle kept stroking Kelsey's hair comforting her as Jordan looked on, feeling for her younger sister. Jordan let Kelsey hold Janelle alone for a few moments then joined in behind her sister.

"Kels, I'm here for you forever, you know that don't you?" Jordan's soft voice, helped reassure her sister.

"I am also, sweetie. I promised your mother I would help in anyway I can. I want you both to know if you need anything or want to just talk, I'm always here for you."

Janelle smiled as she lifted Kelsey's face and looked into her eyes.

Kelsey's tears slowed as she looked up at her mother's friend. She managed to mutter a thank you and then dropped her head back on Janelle's shoulder. The three women stood there holding each other for a long time. Janelle softly swayed back and forth, humming as they just stood there in their thoughts. She had wondered if the girls would have a moment like this and she was glad it happened here where she could comfort them and help them get through it.

"Why don't you two call your dad to see how he's doing? It's been a couple of weeks and I'm sure he'd love to hear those sweet voices."

The girls sniffed while they wiped their eyes, breaking the hug that felt so reassuring to them. Jordan spoke first smiling at Janelle; she thanked her for being so nice to them. Janelle kissed her cheek telling her she enjoyed having them with her. Kelsey's departure took a bit longer. Janelle held her hand as she watched Jordan leave the pool to go inside and call home.

"Are you okay now my darling, Kelsey?"

Kelsey sniffed and looked at Janelle, "No, I'll never be okay. I want my mom back."

"I know baby, I do too. You still have your dad, Jordan and me, you know that."

"I do, but I still miss her so much."

Kelsey collapsed in Janelle's arms once more until Janelle lifted her face kissing her cheeks. She whispered for her to go talk to her dad, and for his sake be cheerful.

She managed to smile slightly telling Janelle she would. Then leaving the comfort of the older woman's arms she slipped into the house joining her sister on the phone.

Janelle sighed before she slowly walked out of the pool. Her heart was filled with mixed emotions for her two young guests. They were her best friend's children yet she found herself lusting at times. Hopefully she could be strong and not give into temptation if the chance ever presented itself.

The girls spent a little over an hour talking to their father. Using the speakerphone they both talked to him at once. Janelle let them use her study so they could have some privacy. The door was slightly ajar allowing Janelle to hear parts of their talk. The girls were telling him how much they loved being in Los Angeles but also how much they missed him and home. They tended to leave out some of the details about their new found "liberalness" along with their evening attire; some things dads don't need to know.

After the call, they all sat down to have strawberry shortcake. The girls told Janelle how things were going back in Montana even though Janelle overheard most of it and didn't really care.

Around 2 a.m. Janelle was quietly awakened by the sense she was being watched. She rolled over to face her doorway. Opening one eye, she made out Kelsey standing there watching her.

"Janelle? Are you asleep?" Kelsey asked in a hushed tone.

Janelle answered as best she could without being upset. "I was sweetheart, why?"

"I was thinking about mom, again."

"Oh sweetie, come here."

Janelle sat up to switch on the light next to the bed. The sudden brightness blinded them both for a second. Kelsey, dressed in panties and a sleep shirt, blocked the light from her eyes while managing to slip in next to Janelle. Janelle was sleeping in her panties with the sheet drawn up over her.

Kelsey lay next to Janelle; her voice a soft whisper.

"I miss her so much, Janelle."

"I know you do sweetie. I do, too." Janelle rolled to her side brushing back a few hairs from Kelsey's face. She could see the redness from the young girl's crying. Her finger stroked Kelsey's cheek as they lay, each waiting for the other to speak. After a few moments Janelle spoke, offering a bit of reassurance.

"I loved your mother like a sister, Kelsey. I can only imagine the pain you and Jordan feel right now, sweetie. I'm here for you both, you know that, right?"

"I know and we both appreciate that, Janelle. Would you mind just holding me for now and not talking?"

"I'd love to just hold you."

Kelsey smiled turning to allow Janelle to reach over her, drawing her closer. Janelle's heart began racing feeling the young woman snuggle close to her naked flesh. Kelsey squirmed for a few brief moments trying to find a comfortable position. Her leg half on Janelle's and her arm draped across her chest. Janelle tried to think of other less sexual things but the warmth of Kelsey against her wouldn't allow that. They lay together for about five minutes then Janelle began massaging Kelsey's back while humming. Kelsey began to relax; lifting her head slightly she kissed Janelle's cheek whispering, "Thank you, can I just sleep here tonight?"

Janelle shivered as she whispered, "Of course, sweetheart."

She eased herself from under Kelsey to switch off the bedside light. They shifted trying to avoid hitting each other in the dim moonlight while their eyes adjusted. Settling back down; each becoming comfortable, they lay together not saying a word.

It was all Janelle could do not to become aroused. Feeling Kelsey next to her, so tempting. She managed to control herself, but it was extremely difficult. Kelsey fell asleep quickly once the light was extinguished; Janelle had a rougher time. Not wanting to disturb her bedmate she lay looking up at the ceiling, pondering the ramifications of a seduction. It didn't seem worth the embarrassment if Kelsey wasn't receptive, and having to explain to Jordan didn't seem like the best thing to do. Janelle used all the will power she could summon within herself to not take advantage of Kelsey.

Saturday morning found Kelsey and Janelle blissfully snuggled in each other's arms. Jordan woke early dressing to work out. She passed Kelsey's room, noticing her sister was missing. She checked down stairs returning to the bedrooms to ask Janelle if she'd seen her. Janelle had heard Jordan walking around; she woke Kelsey to let her know Jordan was up then went to the bathroom. Kelsey, still half asleep, smiled as Jordan walked into the room. Jordan stopped midway through the door, her mouth dropped as she saw her sister exiting Janelle's bed.

"Morning Jordan, let me get dressed and I'll go with you." Kelsey smiled remembering Jordan had planned a workout for them this morning.

Janelle walked out of the bathroom just in time to see Jordan's expression.

"Kelsey missed your mom last night, Jordan. We fell asleep talking to each other."

"Oh, okay." Jordan looked them both over, seeing Kelsey still in her nightwear while Janelle was unconcerned regarding any misinterpretations.

Janelle sighed with relief when the two girls left her room to get to their workout. She thought Kelsey would answer any questions Jordan might have. They hadn't done anything, yet Janelle felt guilty.

After dinner when they were relaxing by the pool, Jordan waited until Kelsey went to bed before asking Janelle about the night before.

"Kels was feeling bad last night?"

"Yes, she was. I told you both I'm here for you. I meant it."

"Oh, Janelle. I didn't mean to imply anything."

"It's fine; I was expecting a bit more drama. I'm not used to being around a pair of sisters who don't squabble at all. You two amaze me."

"Thanks, we do get along well. It wasn't always that way, remember?"

"I do." Janelle smiled, recalling a few times when she had witnessed their rivalry when the girls were younger. They obviously had grown out of it.

"Janelle, can I ask you a personal question?" Jordan sipped her wine then set it down on the table. Pulling her leg up and resting her chin on her knee she looked at Janelle.

"Go right ahead." Janelle sipped focusing her attention on Jordan's breast, then her eyes.

"I've noticed you have lots of pictures with you and some individuals. There doesn't seem to be more than one or two of any one person. Do you date at all?"

Janelle grinned, "Yes, I date. I just put that part of my life on hold while you two are visiting."

"Do you date men and women?" Jordan almost hesitated asking that, the third glass of wine must have heightened her curiosity.

"Actually sweetheart, it's none of your business. But, I do. I tend to go out with more mature, successful men. They aren't as intimidated by a successful woman and we treat each other as equals. As far as women, I'm not quite as stringent." Janelle smiled as she reached for her glass, watching Jordan's face for a reaction.

Jordan didn't bat an eye and came back with, "Did you and mom ever, date?"

"You are curious tonight aren't you? Again, it's really none of your business if I did or not. So what if we did, would that change anything?"

"Not if it was before mom married dad, I guess."

"Let me set the record straight, pardon the pun. But your mother was faithful to your father and loved all three of you. She'd be very embarrassed if she were here listening to this, but we had a very special relationship."

"I think I understand. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry. This whole L.A. lifestyle has opened my eyes to many things. I just was curious, that's all."

"It's fine, sweetie. Curiosity is a good thing, we learn from being curious. When I was your sister's age I was curious about girls. It was then I realized I enjoyed being with men and women."

"I just haven't had those feelings. But seeing the abundance of alternate lifestyles here has made me think about it more."

"Jordan, sometimes it's something you know from the very start, sometimes not. If you're that curious I can fix you up with someone. I can tell you all the typical things women say about other women. Softer, we know what we like so who better than a woman to please you, but it's something you need to find out for yourself. For me regardless if it's a man or a woman, I want intimacy. There's something about knowing your lover that adds to the experience. Don't get me wrong, sometimes lust rears its pretty little head and that urge just needs fulfilling." Janelle smiled.

Jordan blushed, "I know, I've just never lusted after a woman. If something happens it happens. I'm not looking for anyone while I'm here."

"That's fine; just enjoy yourselves while you are here, sweetheart. There's no pressure to do anything."

"Thanks, we are enjoying this. It's too bad we had to lose mom to finally come out here." Jordan's eyes began to turn red as tears started to form.

"Oh, sweetheart, come here." Janelle opened her arms allowing Jordan to slip into her lap to comfort her.

They embraced for a few minutes while Jordan composed herself. Janelle massaged her back and whispered how great it was to have them staying with her. Janelle felt that same tingle she felt laying next to Kelsey, she tried thinking of as many things unrelated to this beautiful young woman in her arms. Their breasts softly rubbing against each other had its effect on Janelle and she was secretly hoping Jordan felt it too. After a few minutes, Jordan slipped off Janelle's lap, kissing her cheek she told her good night.

Janelle thought Jordan looked a bit flush, but then it could have just been the lighting or the wine.