“What makes you think
that she’s hitting on you?” Dana asked.

“I find her a little
too friendly for a friend.” Tina simply stated.

Dana took in this
information and smiled inwardly. They had a conversation one night about sexual
orientation where Tina was a little surprised to learn that Dana plays for the
other team. Tina had never considered the possibility of being with another
woman, simply because in her reality, it didn’t exist until she came back to Vancouver. Dana suspected that Tina might be *****, she
just didn’t know it and kept this thoughts to herself and decided to just let
things takes its own course.

“She was staring at me
tonight and made slight gestures that quite intimate, I’d say.” Tina continued
as she turned her attention away from the TV and face Dana.

“How do you feel about
it?” Dana inquired.

“I don’t know. I’m not
sure. I’m a little weird out but at the same time I feel butterflies in my stomach
and wishing that she continued what she was doing.”

“Dana, I don’t know
what I feel anymore. I mean I have Paco. And even with him, I have never felt
this way.”

Dana got up from the
chair and sat beside Tina on the couch. She put her hand on Tina’s shoulder to
help her calm down.

“Hey just remember
you’re not alone. I’ve been there remember? And I’ll be here for you.”

“Thanks” Tina meekly
smiled.

—

“I’ve missed you… so
bad” Jordana whispered seductively in Bette’s ears as she stepped into her
dorm room.

Her sultry voice sent
chills down Bette’s spine and made her inwardly moan. She didn’t know that she
could be so aroused by another woman. She and Andre have been going steady for
the past 9 months and Andre was not remotely close to being a bad lover.
However, Jordana is different – she was a temptress that awoken her deep
dormant lustful desires. Desires that set her on fire, arousing the passion
that made her feel alive.

Bette quickly shut the
door and grab Jordana’s wrist and spun her around to place a smouldering kiss
that left them breathless. She pressed Jordana against the door and let her
hands roam Jordana’s body while searching to tug out the ends of her shirt so
that she can feel her skin against her hungry palms. The burning passion quickly
heated the room, they frantically tried to taste each other and Jordana rather
forcefully pushed Bette towards her bed. Hands insistently searching to discard
the cloths that conceal their shame, pervading their intimacy. Nibbled
earlobes, tongue dance, ***** against *****, loud moans, erratic breath,
and finally the piercing silence consummate the two secret lovers.