She finally looked up to find Shane eyeing her.  Jenny was desperate to break the silence and asked the first hting that came to her mind. 

"What do you do?" She blurted out.

Shane smiled "I’m a hairdresser."

Jenny returned her smile as Shane slipped her hand into hers.  "That’s cool.  I’m a writer, or at least I’m trying to be."

"Really, what do you write?" 

"Mostly fiction, though I haven’t written much since I got here."  Jenny said starting to relaz at how easy the conversation was going.

They continued talking, learning more about each other, as they quickly arrived at their destination.

 "You live here?" Shane asked, at Jenny’s nod Shane continued "my friends Bette and Tina live next door, I’m here all the time."

 "Imagine that" replied Jenny.

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Shane POV

 Shane moved a couple of boxes off the couch and sat down, while Jenny retrieved a couple of beers from the kitchen.

"Here you go" Jenny said as she handed her a beer and sat down next ot her.  They sat in comfortable silence until Jenny finished her beer, set down the bottle, grabbed Shane and began kissing her. 

Shane was taken completely by surprise she was barely able to set down her beer without spilling it before Jenny pushed her down into the couch. This was definitely a new experience Shane was used to being the aggressor, but she wasn’t about to complain.  Jenny’s kissed became more passionate and her hands roamed over Shane’s body excitedly exploring her.

 Shane groaned and let a few heated minutes pass before she pulled herself out from under Jenny, panting she asked "which was to your room?"

Jenny smiled, grabbed Shane’s hand and led her to the bedroom.

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Shane glance over at Jenny who was sleeping soundly and had been for several hours she debated leaving.  On a normal night she would have been gone long before now, yet she still made no effort to leave.  She could see a slight glow coming from the window signaling the suns imminent return.  Shane rubbed her eyes, had she really spent the entire night with this girl.  She had no answers to explain her recent behavior and rather than ponder it any longer, she climbed out of bed threw on her clothes and went to the kitchen in search of coffee.