September 2008
Need another drink
“Tomorrow, then. Come to my place after work for dinner.
Bring your toothbrush, if you want,” Carolyn added coyly.
“All right,” Connie agreed, her breath beginning to shorten
for some reason. The pact the two women were making was
surprisingly exciting for her, as she could see it was for
Carolyn.
“I feel like a schoolgirl,” she laughed, trying to break the
tension building in her.
Carolyn grinned.
“I need another drink,” she said. “You do strange things to
me.”
Now it was Connie’s turn to laugh.
Get together again
“Oh my!” Carolyn teased. “Don’t tell me that rascal has
gotten to your backdoor!”
Connie blushed and looked away. Carolyn reached out and put
her hand on the other woman’s arm.
“I didn’t mean anything, Connie. I mean, I’ve done it a
couple of times, too. It just hurts too much for me to enjoy a
whole lot, and Don’s so big!”
“He’s not so bad,” Connie told her with a shy smile. “But
it’s not something I’d like for a steady diet.”
“Are you busy tonight?” Carolyn asked.
“Actually, I am. Don’s taking me to dinner. Believe it or
not, it’s our first date. But maybe we could get together
tomorrow or the next evening.”