“Hi…I am producing an article to LA MAG about the hottest lesbian in the country. Would you consider giving me your opinion?”

And the question wasn’t that simple. Hottest doesn’t mean beautiful and hot. It means overwhelming and professional. It took some time for people to understand that.

This ghost Alice had been looking for already brought her good news. Alice harvested a dozen of phone numbers to herself while she did the research. After two weeks and a half, she had three main names: Helena Peabody, Carlson Jung and Elizabeth Porter. Carlson was blonde, what at first, eliminated the woman. Porter and Peabody both are brunettes. Both were hot and professional. Both had incredible smiles and both, Alice was radiant, would be at the same party next Friday. That’s what her informants told her.

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She entered at the party and navigated inside the crowd till the bar. It was a cowgirl party and there were too many hot ladies in tight jeans, t- shirts and tank tops to Alice’s lonely heart despise the view. She watched the girls go wild with the music and smiled.

The journalist asked for a beer to the blonde waitress and watched two brunettes talking closer over the balcony. One was in a black dress and the other, one of the waitresses, still inside the balcony, in a tight jeans and white t-shirt. All of a sudden, the curled haired lady moved the hat with the tip of her finger and leaned to kiss the brunette with long black hair.

Wow I came to the right place this night…

It took Alice five seconds to recognize: one of them was Helena Peabody.

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The kiss lasted enough for the women to give it up.

“Thanks, Bette…”

“You’re welcome, Hel… It’s always a pleasure to kiss you anyway…” The curled brunette grinned.

Helena Peabody would always be running from her admirers and Bette helped her to deal with them properly. Been friends forever, Helena and Bette shared intimacy in many ways.

“Bette, please, just don’t tell me you are going to work all night. We need to talk…”

“Shane will be here in minutes, darling… And I promised you I will be out of here in…what? One hour and a half, ok? I need to help Kit…”