Poker night, the one time where Alice, Dana, Shane and Bette could get drunk, have fun and not worry about anything else in the world. This night came once a week, or depending on Bettes schedule, it could be once a month. Tonight was the first party in over two months. Bette had been working long and hard to prepare the gallery for her show tomorrow night, and she still wasnt home despite the fact that everyone else would be arriving momentarily.

Shane glanced wearily at the clock, shaking her head in disbelief as she brought out the 3 cases of chilled beer that Dana had brought over earlier, Alice was still due with the snacks. Her thin hand grabbed the phone, quickly punching in Bettes cell number.

It rang 3 times before the answering machine picked up.

Hi, youve reached the cell phone of Bette Porter. Leave a message with your name and number and Ill get back to you. Beep.

Bette, Im just calling to make sure that everything is okay and that you didnt forget about poker tonight. Im sure youre just busy, and I know that you need a break. So come home, baby. Shane let the smallest possible sigh slip through her lips as she ran to answer the hurried knocks on the door.

Cmon Ive been waiting here for..53…54..55 Seconds! Alice shouted, standing on her tippy toes so that her head poked through the window on the door.

Oh shut up already, would you? Shane asked sarcastically, Its unlocked.

Well Im not about to just bust into your house. Ive done it before only to find myself in extremely awkward situations. She smiled and used her foot to push open the door, seeing as her arms were occupied with 2 large bags from the local grocery store. So where is Bette? She asked, dropping the bags onto the couch.

I dont know. Shane muttered, casting her shoulders upwards in a shrug. She didnt answer her cell phone.

So like her. Alice rolled her eyes, popping a piece of gum into her mouth.
Yeah, but for one, its poker night. And secondly, thanks a lot for wishing us a happy 3 month anniversary. Shane sighed. She didnt even remember.

*****. Alice exclaimed, slapping her palm against her thigh. Even if Bette didnt remember, I should have. Im sorry.

Whatever, its fine. Well just sit here and drink it off.

Amen to that one. Alice smirked, popping open a can of beer. So where is Dane? We could be here all night waiting for her.

Dont know, she dropped off that beer earlier. A pale hand pointed towards the few cases of beer on the kitchen table. How can we play poker with just 3 people?

Well improvise, so cheer up or it wont be as fun. Party pooper. Alice extended her finger towards Shanes nose, but the girl batted it away quickly.

A loud knock at the door startled them both. Alice suddenly jumped off the couch and opened the door without so much as a word. A peppy Dana Fairbanks hopped inside, finding her way over to Shane.

Happy anniversary! Wheres your better half? She asked, looking around for any sign of Bette.

Working. Alice stated simply. Shes always working.

Dana nodded sympathetically and patted Shanes shoulder. Well, we can still get drunk off our asses without her.

***** yea we can. Alice nodded, taking a long swig of the beer she had previously opened. She laughed and tossed a can to Shane, who caught it one handed, a smile finally sneaking across her lips.

See, were going to have fun. Dana grabbed a beer and popped it open. Just the three of us! She raised her can in the air, Alice and Shane mimicked her actions. Aluminum clanked against aluminum as they proposed a toast to themselves.

This is to us, to freedom, to best friends for ever. To….lesbians! Alice laughed.

No, the ***** thing only applies to us. Shane pointed out, tipping her can towards Dana. You, however, are our dirty bisexual best friend. So its, to us, to freedom, to best friends forever and to Me and partially Dana who hasnt come out yet. And then to the bisexual.

Alice rolled her eyes, pouting her lips.Shane stop talking, you ruined my moment.

Shut up both of you. I think its time for strip poker. Dana tossed a deck of cards on the table. New idea for a Betteless night.

Uh uh, were not playing strip poker. Alice and Shane protested in unison.

Fine. Dana shrugged, falling back onto the couch. Boredom here we come.

Shane sighed, giving into Danas preposition. Im in.

Not you too!

Yes, Alice, youre the odd bisexual out. Dana laughed.

Alice finally crumbled and took a seat beside the coffee table, folding her legs beneath her. Shane opened the deck of cards, flipping through before cutting and shuffling the deck.

Okay lets set some rules.Alice nodded, eyes watching the cards that were dealt quickly. Loser buys drinks next time, winner…. is exempt from buying anything.

Alice youre so boring. Shane interjected, looking over at Dana with a devilish smirk. Loser has to give winner a lap dance. While stark naked. And just to start us off, remember ladies, liquor in the front, poker in the rear.

Dana shot Shane a disgusted glare, Alice did the same. Both girls seemed to think it over for a few moments before they both shrugged it off and gave their consent. Each girl peeked at her hand, and so the fun began.


Okay I ante a pair of socks. Alice kicked off her shoes and set her socks down on the table. And yes, theyre clean.

Dana shook her head and placed her own socks in the middle, as did Shane.

This continuous cycle of stripping continued until Shane was down to her underwear (bra included), Alice was shirtless, it was a shame that she hadnt worn a bra today. Dana had clearly lost, she had been sitting in the nude for the past 10 minutes and the past 6 or 7 games before that. Goose bumps had started to re-appear on her tanned flesh.

Guys, I think were done.

No Dane, youre only saying that because you lost. Now, I want my lap dance. Alice replied, the effect of the 6 beers she had were responsible for the slurring of her words.

But you didnt win, Shanes chest is still covered.

I dont want your lap dance anyway.The dark haired beauty replied, grabbing her jeans from the crumpled pile on the floor. Thanks though.

Fine your loss. Dana shrugged and straddled Alice.

Guys, I dont want to see this. Please. Shane looked away, watching the hands tick along the face of the clock. Jesus where is Bette?

You shouldnt be so worried about her, shell be fine. Alice giggled as Dana moved her naked body close to Alices. Besides, youve got us here. Were not quite as demanding, but we make up for it with our looks. She wiggled her eyebrows, paying attention solely to Dana.

Ill bring out some blankets for you guys, Im going to set up the room for when Bette gets back. And please dont be loud tonight, I want it to be kinda special.

You guys will be louder than us. Oh Bette…uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhAl clutched the couch, knuckles turning white as she made the pleasure face. The stupid grin was smacked off her face by the pillow that Shane had tossed at her.

Shut up, Al. Youre just jealous that Bette never made you moan. You were probably too busy thinking about some guy.

Dirty bisexual. Dana muttered, finding her clothes.

Yeah whatever. Alice murmured, rolling her eyes. They never got sick of teasing her because of her sexuality, and it was beginning to get annoying. She separated her clothes from Danas and began to re-dress.

Shane returned from the room with 2 wool blankets and a stack of pillows. Goodnight girls. She winked and headed back to her room where the planning would begin. The planning to clear Bettes head of all forms of distraction and finally make her see how much Shane really loved her.


TBC….