Gail gasps as cold metal touches her wrist. The unmistakable sound of a handcuff closing reaches her ears as its smooth, flat, surface rubs up and down her arm, giving her goose bumps.

”In a bar full of cops, don’t make me cuff you here.” Holly continues

Gail had been itching for some dirty, dirty sex. Sure, she has been fantasizing about Holly – in a soft, loving, gentle, girl on girl, vanilla kind of way. In-fact, memories have been flooding her senses, tormenting her, ever since the last time they were together; Holly’s eyes, Holly’s smile, how Holly tastes, the touch of Holly’s lips, and exactly what Holly’s skin feels like pressed up against her own. But this is crazy – this, THIS is beyond her wildest dreams. She knows, she has never been so turned on in her entire life.

”What is this Holly?” She finally manages to say ”Prepare to be assimilated? Resistance is futile?” She snipes attempting to regain some small amount of control.

”And who’s the nerd now?” asks Holly in a tone that sounds far too amused.

She lets go of Gail’s wrist and slides her hands onto Gail’s hips.

”Ok, spread ’em. You know the drill.” Holly says, suddenly back to business, tapping Gail’s instep with the toe of her shoe.

Gail complies, moving her feet slightly apart.

”No.” Holly insists ”More.” Slapping Gail’s inner thighs with the palms of her hands until Gail is standing legs splayed, breathing hard, head hanging between her arms that are still planted firmly on the counter. A combination of chills and fire threaten to engulf Gail as Holly runs her hands up the insides of Gail’s thighs and around her ass. Gail involuntarily whimpers as Holly’s hands find their way under her shirt and around her breasts. She draws a sharp breath and cries out softly as Holly applies pressure between Gail’s legs with her pelvic bone. Gail feels her knees give way . Holly gives her breasts a gentle squeeze and backs away. She stands there for a moment hands on her hips, watching Gail struggle to stand up. As Gail turns to face her, she notices how dilated Gail’s pupils have become. A crooked grin spreads on her face.