“I’m just sayin’. Those girls who appear all sweet and innocent on the outside are usually the ones who are wild and crazy tigresses in bed.”

“He’s right.” Shane added.

Kit lifted an eyebrow at Angus as he slurped what was left of his milkshake. Taking a nervous gulp, he quickly stuttered a recovery. “But of course, you know, um, the ones who appear sweet and innocent aren’t the only wild lovers…Umm, older women who reeeally know what they’re doing are a lot of fun in bed…crazy or otherwise.”

Shane nodded. “He’s right again.”

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Solar de Cahuenga

“So you think I should tell her?”

“Of course I think you should tell her. She’ll understand, T. And if you’re honest with her upfront, then she won’t have any doubt that this was not some sort of ploy the way she did when she first found out who you were.”

Tina and Dana discussed the blonde’s new dilemma over crepes at their usual lunch spot not too far from their office.

“I just don’t want her to think that this was all contrived.” Tina picked at her Pesto Crazy crepe with her fork as she pouted. “We didn’t exactly establish our status either, so I don’t know what I am to her.”

“But you guys did it last night.”

Tina looked up at Dana in exasperation. “Does that really mean that I’m her girlfriend, or that she’s mine for that matter?”

Dana blushed in embarrassment. “No, I guess not.”

“Right. Even in the land of heteros, sex doesn’t label or define a ‘relationship’ as much as some dumb girls would like it to.” Tina used air quotes as she emphasized the word “relationship.”

“Did you hope that last night would have defined whatever thing you have with Bette as a relationship?” Dana asked curiously.

As she exhaled loudly and leaned her head on the back of her chair so that she was looking at the ceiling fan spinning slowly above their table, Tina furrowed her brow in immediate recognition.

“I guess I’m one of those dumb girls now, aren’t I?” she asked rhetorically.

“Well, you know you guys are friends now, right?” Dana reasoned in an attempt to make the blonde feel better.

Tina shrugged without lifting her head. “I suppose so. I mean, we got along great this weekend with the exception of Friday.”