Part 15 (1/2)

”Well, what would you like to know?” Lynn asked.

Terri slid her hands down to Lynn's b.u.t.tocks and slowly ma.s.saged the muscles. ”I wanted to know if your a.s.s felt as good as it looked up there on stage.”

Lynn was taken aback. ”What else did you want to know?”

”Mmm* I wanted to know how your neck tasted.” Leaning closer, she nuzzled then began kissing the smooth skin.

Lynn closed her eyes, feeling the pa.s.sion climbing inside. ”What else?”

Terri pulled her lips away and drew her finger across Lynn's lips. ”I wanted to know if those lips that release that s.e.xy voice were as soft as they look.”

Lynn leaned over and hungrily kissed Terri's awaiting mouth. They continued the slow movement and kissing for several songs, through fast and slow, ignoring the others around them.

Lynn slowly pulled her lips away. ”Anything else you want to know?”

Terri smiled seductively. ”Nothing that you can show me in public.”

Lynn smiled back. ”So this is basically a physical thing, right?”

”Do you have a problem with that?” Terri replied.

Lynn simply answered, ”We'll need to go to your place.”

Terri took Lynn's hand and led her out of the building. Lynn smiled and waved at Sam as they pa.s.sed through the bar. Sam just shook her head.

Lynn followed Terri back to her place. Unlocking the door, Terri flipped on the lights. Lynn stood in the living room while the woman grabbed two beers from the refrigerator.

”Nice place,” Lynn commented.

Terri handed her one of the bottles, took her hand, and led her down the hall. ”It's even nicer in here.”

While Terri turned on a soft lamp and put on a CD, Lynn guzzled down the beer. Terri moved toward her, and taking her into an embrace, began swaying to the soft music.

”Now where were we?” Terri said with a mischievous smile.

The two began moving just as they had in the bar. Terri rested her head on Lynn's shoulder. The music changed to a familiar song and for a moment Lynn flashed back to the previous night when she had been dancing with Chris, slowly rocking to the music, lips coming up to meet hers. She took the mouth hungrily. Lynn felt hot as hands moved from her back and smoothed over her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. She felt the heat grow as lips moved down her neck.

”Oh, Chris*” she moaned. She knew what she had done as soon as the words left her mouth.

Terri pulled back. Lynn smiled in embarra.s.sment.

”You can call me anything you want, baby,” Terri said excitedly and started unb.u.t.toning Lynn's s.h.i.+rt.

Lynn grabbed Terri's hands to stop her. She suddenly realized that she could not go through with this. She could not have s.e.x with someone pretending it was Chris.

Lynn backed away. Running her fingers through her hair, she apologized, ”I am so sorry. I can't do this.”

”What?” Terri exclaimed.

”I swear, this has never happened to me before, but I just can't go through with this. I can't seem to get someone else out of my mind.”

”Please tell me that aeChris' is a woman.”

”Yes. Unfortunately, a straight woman,” Lynn admitted.

Terri shook her head. ”A straight woman? Lynn*”

”Look, I know it sounds stupid, but I think she might be coming around, and if there's a chance*”

Terri moved in toward her and traced her finger down the zipper of Lynn's jeans, coming to rest on the source of Lynn's heat.

”But you have a sure thing here, baby. I can make you feel so good* let me soothe the heat*”

Lynn shook her head. ”Terri, I just can't,” she said as she backed out of the bedroom.

Lynn left Terri frustrated and let herself out of the apartment. Climbing into her truck she realized she was in no condition to drive. She pulled out her duffel bag and found and set her travel alarm, wis.h.i.+ng that she was where she had been the last time she used the device. Folding up her jacket, she curled up on the seat and settled in for the night.

Matt and Chris collapsed into their chairs and groaned, ”I don't know when I've ever been so tired!” Chris complained.

Sam set two bottles of beer down on the table and pulled up a chair beside the two. ”You two cowpokes look like you could use a drink!” She laughed. ”How'd the dance go?”

”Let's just say that it will take a long time for my toes to heal!” Chris smirked.

Matt smiled sarcastically. ”Where's Lynn?” he asked, scouring the array of bodies for his friend.

”She left already,” Sam answered.

”Oh, I guess we'll just catch her at home then.”

”No, I don't think you will.” Sam smiled and winked at Matt, ”Oh, you mean she left with someone.”

”Yeah, it was about time, too. They were all over each other,”

Sam said to Matt, watching out of the corner of her eye for Chris's reaction. What she wanted to see from Chris was that she didn't really care. What she saw was a look of disappointment, even hurt. Maybe her advice to Lynn wasn't that good after all, she thought to herself.

Chris tossed and turned under the sheets. She could not get the image from her mind of Lynn with another woman*dancing, kissing*but then what? What would Lynn be doing with this other woman tonight? Then it dawned on her. She knew where she could find out. She turned on the light, slid the bedside table drawer open, and picked up the novel she had found previously. She opened the book. Chapter one, page one.

Later on, Chris looked at the clock. After three, and Lynn still wasn't home. Looking back at the book in her hand, she found that she was about halfway through. She would've been finished except that she had closed it and set it aside several times. Twice she had even turned off the light, just to turn it back on and reopen the story she had become obsessed with. She had no trouble staying awake. The book made her aware of things, thoughts and feelings that she had never let herself imagine. Although she could now admit that she was attracted to Lynn, she would not concede that she was like the women in the book. These women hopped from bed to bed, looking for s.e.x with every woman they met. She had never had the desire to be with a woman before. And really, she questioned herself, did she want to be with Lynn in that way? All she really wanted was to be held, in those strong arms. Oh, brother. Chris watched the clock now intensely as it clicked minute by minute. She was definitely feeling jealous, and a little hurt, although she could not figure out why. She was the one who had pushed Lynn away What did she expect?

Chapter Eleven.

Lynn woke to sunlight streaming through the window of the truck. Rubbing her eyes, she looked at her watch. d.a.m.n! What had happened to her alarm? Examining the clock, she laughed. The batteries had run out. Her little overnight bag wasn't infallible after all. She started the truck and raced toward the house.

Chris woke to hear someone rifling through drawers. ”Lynn?” she whispered. Rolling over, she looked at the clock. It was five in the morning.

”Hey,” Lynn answered from the darkness of the room. ”I'm running really late. Gotta go.”