Tina awoke with a jerk.

            Next to her, her lover stirred. “What?”

            “I’m sorry, sweetie, I just had the most awful dream.”

            “What was it?”

            “Well, there were two of them. The worst was that I was in Jodi’s loft.” Tina slid an arm under her lover, rolling the other woman towards her.

            “Were you wearing socks?”

            “I wasn’t wearing anything.” Tina peeked at the current state of undress for both herself and her bedmate. “Sort of like now.”

            “And what was Jodi wearing?”

            “A smile.”

            The teasing response earned its own tease as Tina found herself being tickled. “That’s horrible,” the other woman proclaimed.

            “That’s not the least of it. After she fucked me, she wanted me to do her with a strap-on.”

            “Why would that be horrible?”

            “Because it wouldn’t be you,” Tina explained, very matter-of-fact.

            “So you’d consider.”

            This was an area that Tina had not really ever considered. Of course, the right request meant everything. “I’d consider.”

            “Good, because that’s hot.”

            “Then we’ll have to go shopping sometime. We’ll find exactly what my baby wants.” Tina punctuated the statement by kissing the other woman. A kiss that started to become something more than just punctuation. More than an exclamation point, even. It was a kiss that was threatening to become the entire extended ascii character set.

            And so might things have proceeded had the woman not asked, at a moment when the two of them came up for air, “so, what was the other dream?”

            After a sigh and a roll of the eyes, Tina pouted. “Do we have to talk about that now?”

            “Yes, we must,” her lover insisted.

            “I was at some club, some lesbian club.”

            “I like it.”

            “In a back room. I was wearing this dress that looked like Liberace’s shower curtain.”

            “That’s hot.”

            Tina gave the other woman a playful poke to the shoulder.

            That action earned an, “ow! Stop it,” in complaint.

            “Anyway, I was there.”

            “Was I there?”

            “No, you were there, but not there there.”

            “I always miss the good stuff.”

            “Anyway,” Tina cleared her throat. “I was there, and Bette joined me.”

            “Bette?”

            “Right.”

            “You were dreaming about both Jodi and Bette? Was Bette fucking you, too?”

            “No. No, she was kissing me.”

            “Ewww.”

            “Right.” Tina nodded in agreement. “And she started bawling. I kissed her again to shut her up.”

            “What happened next?”

            “I don’t know. It’s all just black. I guess I woke up.”

            “Good thing you woke up.”

            “Why?” Tina hadn’t really wanted to wake up, actually. It just had happened.

            “Because then we can have sex.”

            “Oh okay.”

            “Good.” Her bedmate smiled.

            “But first,” Tina started.

            “What?”

            “First spit out your gum. I’m tired of finding it in my hair.”

            “Yes, Tina.” And with that, the gum was projectile expectorated across the room, where it shot through the open crack of the bedroom door, and where it stuck to Adele’s glasses.

            “Fuck me, Jenny.”

            “Yes, Tina.”

And thus, gentle readers, Tina and Jenny put their awakened state to carnal use.