The first time Alice caught sight of Chris, was from across room in the Planet. The striking redhead was chatting to someone else, her unmistakable Melbourian accent contrasting against the general American burble. It was something about the way she moved, the way she laughed, the way her short hair bounced around her shoulders that made Alice sit up and take notice.
“Hottie at 12 o’clock” Alice whispered in Bette’s ear, before putting down her drink, heading over to Chris.
“This sure is a catch” She thought to herself.

Chris’ blue eyes flicked up, seeing Alice and smiling to herself. Alice reached out a hand.
“Alice Pieszecki”
“Felecity, Flick Matthews” Chris replied, a small and slightly drunken smile lighting up her features.
“Your an Australian right? which part?” Alice smiled, leading Chris to sit down, starting with small talk.
“Melbourne, good *****, bad atmospehere” Chris answered. “Its great down under, if you get what I mean”
Alice replied with a laugh, this was HER kinda girl!

“Okay, you go first” Alice urged, sitting on her couch, a bottle of vodka infront of them, ready to play a drinking game. Chris laughed, remembering the game of russian roulette she was forced into, with the crazy Logan family.
“Umm… I’ve never done something really stupid in a pub” Chris laughed, before taking a drink, now blushing slightly at the memory of kissing Ange that night they got pissed after work.
Alice stared at her, always thinking the worst.
“What did you do?!”
“Got pissed, snogged a workmate, who I now know barks up a different tree to me, we dove right in and hit the bottom and drowned” Chris giggled, her red face contrasting with her hair, before indicating for Alice to go.
“Umm…okay….I’ve never flashed anyone” Alice laughed, watching Chris drink.
“It was a dare, and I was 16!”
“I’ve never told a really huge lie..” Alice said again, before drinking, and seeing Chris knocking back half a glass.
“It was a giant lie!” Chris pulled a face. *and I’m still living it* she thought to herself.
“I’ve never had ***** with a whisk…” Chris asked, doubling up with hysterical laughter, remembering that one bad sting, with the nacarcisstic cook.
Alice gave her a “What the *****…..?!” look as Chris giggled so insanely that she fell off the couch. Caught by surprise, Alice was pulled down with her. Lying on top of Chris’ warm and slightly sweaty body, She lifted a couple of hairs, and gently licked around Chris’ earlobe.
“Would you like to…?” She whispered into her ear.
Chris rolled over so her entire body was under Alices, as Alices tongue slipped into her mouth, fighting with her own tongue, moving and wrestling with it. Chris could feel Alices entire body pushing down on her, as her hands quickly undid Chris’ shirt. When they both drew away, so they could breathe, Chris put up a hand, picking up her glass.
“I’ve got one more I’ve never…” She said, her blue eyes glinting erotically in the near darkness. Alice was basically holding herself down, just wanting to rip off her clothes and yell “***** ME! ***** ME!”
“I’ve never killed anyone” Chris said, before drinking the rest of the glass.
“You know….I like my women…..bad” Alice whispered in her ear, and there was a mad fight to remove everything in the way of the best ***** of their lives.
Alice pinned Chris down, sucking on her neck, leaving a trail of love bites down her neck from her ear to her chest. Chris began fighting with Alices shirt, tugging it over her head, the smell of vodka and Alice’s own unique odour was driving her insane.
As their clothes were stripped off, Chris flipped Alice over, pinning her down.
As Chris began to suck on Alice’s hardened nipples, she found herself becoming wet. Sliding her body down Alice’s, she let her tongue do the talking. She slid it across Alice’s *****, then entered her with her tongue. As the pashion intensified, Chris exchanged her tongue for 2 fingers, thrusting into Alice, getting harder and harder as Alice moaned, her body writhing beneath Chris as she neared the edge. Chris thrust her fingers in one final time, curling her fingers over and pushing Alice over the edge.
As they both lay together, panting, Alice could vaguely hear the shrill ringing of a mobile. Alice scrubbled around, through the emss of clothes and answered it.
“Alice Pieszecki, ***** fiend, with a dangerously ***** women between her legs……” She laughed.
“Oh *****” Her laughing face turned bright red. “Umm…sorry…Leo? was it? I think you’ve got the wrong number..”
At Leo’s name, Chris grabbed the phone off Alice, forgetting all about being Flick, wondering why the ***** Leo was calling her when she was supposed to be on holiday!
“Leo! Its Chris now, *****, what do you want?” Chris demanded, going red in the face too. There would be ***** to pay for this when she got back to Melbourne, that was for sure.
“So Chrissie, since when have you gone from dining at the put to eating out at the Y?” Leo laughed, almost sensing Chris’ embarrasment.
“Leo, cut the bullshit, whats going on?”