The sun peeked out from around the curtains and crept warmly into the room. The girls slept on. The phone chirped and sang out for attention. The girls slept on. Somewhere in the neighbourhood, someone decided to remove a tree on their fence line with a chain saw. The girls still slept on. It was pure bliss and harmony inside their heads, with colourful silent dreams. Every so often, a leg would gracefully relax upon another’s and a hand would curl around a back and stubbornly rest there. It was warm enough to allow the blanket to escape them, retreating to the end of the bed but still covering their feet. The sun began to rest upon Tina’s naked back, as if desperate to engulf her with warmth. And as if realising the move made towards her love, Bette’s arms held Tina tighter, her hand doing lazy strokes across her shoulder blades. A sleepy finger hooked into Bette’s undies but ventured no further. Except for Bette’s socks, it was the only thing either one of them was wearing.

            As Bette half rolled away from Tina, she nestled her face closer to the nook of Bette’s shoulder and sighed. Bette, flat on her back, let her hand closest to Tina’s body stroll over to her leg. Blue eyes opened. A smile. Then the realisation that her head was pumping. Not forgetting the uncomfortable yelps from a overfull bladder that refused to be ignored. Tina squinted her eyes, grunted but wouldn’t move. Bette lightly snored on. The blonde defiantly stayed in the inviting bed to gaze upon her lover’s sleeping form. Lustful eyes took in Bette’s body from top to bottom. Tina couldn’t help but giggle at her socks. She delicately reached out to graze her chest and gradually moved her touch to her perfectly shaped light mocha coloured *****. Tina screwed up her face when she came to the conclusion that her actions couldn’t continue. Her bladder would not be silenced. Breathing softly onto her lover’s neck for any sign of life which was not present, Tina, as silently as possible, slid off the bed and ducked into the bathroom. As she sat naked on the toilet, her wide smile faded into a pensive look. She remembered the drinks and fleeing to the lounge room chair as well as the interactions with Shane. But when did the party end? And how did she get to the bed? She turned to look back from the ensuite to the bedroom for any answers. All her eyes saw was Bette’s beauty, uncovered and relaxed on top of their bed. Tina watched as a soft hand began to subconsciously pat the empty space in the bed beside her. When it became obvious to the hand that the space was not occupied, Bette stirred and left her land of dreams.