Bette (resting her hands on Tina’s hips): Love you…

Tina (pressing her lips to Bette’s): Do you remember (licking the shell of her ear and whispering several suggestions?)  

Bette (trying to control her body’s response to her lover’s suggestion): Shit, you have no idea what that just did to me.

Tina (pressing closer): Yes I do (sliding her fingers between them; loving how drenched Bette was.) I always know (laughing as Bette rolled her to her back, her tongue teasing her lips, entering her mouth and taking her breath away.)

Shane and Carmen’s House
Carmen (brushing back Shane’s hair; kissing her softly): Baby…

Shane (foggy): Mmm…

Carmen (caressing her bare skin): What do you think of taking a vacation?

Shane (mumbling): Tina, Bette, Helena and Dylan are out of town next week. We have Angie and…
Carmen (kissing her): After they come back, you and I alone on a sandy beach, drunk, naked, alone…

Shane (fully paying attention): Repeat that naked and alone part, please (kissing her.)

Carmen (laughing): You would hear that (trailing her fingers down her sides) I said sandy beach, alone, naked.

Shane (sliding her hands across her hips to her ass): I especially like the part of naked and alone (pulling her closer if that was possible.)

Carmen (softly): Let’s do it.

Shane (rolling them over): Definitely (kissing her lips, her jaw and moving down to her neck) right now I have other things to do with you being naked (laughing as Carmen yelped.)

Kit’s Apartment
Kit (rolling over reaching for Papi only to find her side of the bed empty; sitting up she got out of bed and walked into the kitchen; Papi was sitting at the table sipping something from a cup and looking at a notepad): What are you doing up?

Papi (looking up): Had something on my mind and came out here (pulling Kit closer.) Why did you miss me or something (teasing?)

Kit (pulling open her robe): Yes (caressing her shoulders) it was cold and lonely.

Papi (licking her lips as she unbuttoned Kit’s shirt): Poor baby (leaning forward and kissing soft lips) what do you want me to do about it?

Kit (leaning in for another kiss): Well we could go back to bed (tilting her head back as Papi’s lips moved across her neck) and shit (grabbing the counter for support.)