Dylan (holding Helena’s wrists in one hand): Handcuffs, rope, twine, plastic ties, tub of ice…

Helena (looking at Bette then at Dylan): I could take care of that…

Dylan (gulping): Um no. Bette help…

Bette (knowing what she wanted to do; fighting her more primal nature): She’s yours. Rope’s in the pantry, handcuffs well I can’t seem to remember where I put them and plastic ties chafe. (Trying not to laugh as Helena tested Dylan’s will power. She could feel the moisture between her legs and knew she had to get out of there before she forgot herself and did what her body wanted.) Lock up when you come in, I’ll see you two in the morning.

Helena (smirking evilly; she knew Bette was admiring her; knew Bette was aroused and also knew that she was resisting with every ounce of will power she had): Maybe (leaning forward and kissing Dylan.)

Dylan (not sure where to put her hands; she swore she was going to lose her mind as her hands traced Helena’s breasts): Shit we have to stop (pulling her hands away.)

Helena (shaking her head): No we don’t…

Dylan (closing her eyes as Helena moved her hands back under her shirt): I’m going to die.

Master Bedroom
Bette (shutting the door; she had checked on Peggy and Angie, both of whom were sound asleep; checked the downstairs one last time and now; looking at Tina lying in bed): Hey! Dylan should get points for self control.

Tina (watching her lover undress): Hels giving her a run for her money.

Bette (removing her earrings): You could say that, (reaching down and pulling a pair of pajama bottoms out and a tank top.) I think sometimes Helena confuses sex and comfort. She’s…

Tina (smiling): Like you (biting her lip as Bette removed her shirt and bra) horny, randy, naughty, aroused and very frisky.

Bette (going in the bathroom; knowing Tina was watching every move): And you’re not.

Tina (softly): Who says?

Bette (shutting off the bathroom light): Yes you are. Don’t deny it. (Wrapping her arm around Tina and sliding closer, feeling something between them) um…

Tina (smirking): Yes…

Bette (knowing Tina was doing the same exact thing as Helena): Baby…