Atonement, Briony/Lola, play
“What have you girls been doing,” Mrs. Tallis asked.
“Just playing,” Briony said.
Just playing.
That was what they called it but Briony and Lola both knew it was no child’s game but their first tentative steps into the realm of adulthood.
Kisses, tongues touching, each girl pressing her thighs together. Lola’s little nipples stood out beneath her pink blouse.
“Feel,” Lola said and Briony reached out, felt the swell of Lola’s small breast and the strange pliant hardness under the silky fabric. She felt moist between her legs, as if there were sparks gather there, buzzing like a hive of bees inside her.