Chapter Five
That night sleep evaded Vera. She could not keep herself from thinking about how Joan had looked at her in the shower, the want she saw in her eyes. But then, they would change into those cold eyes that looked at her repulsively when she tried to enter medical to help with Doreen’s baby. Vera remembers something noisily crashing down on her that night, something that turned her heart to stone and made her want to exact revenge on her former mentor.
Vera vividly remembered the pangs of jealous and deceit she felt as she looked in on the Governor and Doreen in the kitchen late at night. The Governor had used her as a messenger to fetch Doreen so that she could offer her choc chip ice cream to fend off the cravings of pregnancy. The Governor was like a happy little child, grinning at the sight of Doreen eating and enjoying the treat she gave.
Vera did not understand why this should affect her so. She was not lesbian. Or was she?
Despite being scared, it had felt so good having Joan’s lustful eyes on her. She wanted Joan to come and touch her. Touch her in the way she was touching herself now. She wanted Joan’s fingers to enter her, to pump in and out, while making squishing sounds from the wetness between her legs. She wanted Joan to finger her hardened little clit that would soon burst into ecstasy and cause her body to jerk uncontrollably. She wanted Joan’s touch on her breasts and for her to kiss them and suck them until they hardened. “Fuck, Joan, fuck me hard,” Vera said as the release gradually changed into a dreamless sleep.
Joan had not yet left for the night. She had been watching Vera by CCTV and had been fascinated by the sight of her masturbating. Little did Vera know that Joan had heard her muffled scream calling her name as she climaxed.