“I’m not Carmen’s bitch.”

“Yes you are,” Tina says, placing her order.

Shane eyes bug out, “Just like Bette is mine,” Tina says giving Bette a kiss, where Bette didn’t respond.

“Whoa, I am not you’re bitch Tina.” Bette says.

“And I’m not Carmen’s.” Shane huffs.

“Okay,” both women say, “Shane can you go to the counter and get me a magazine please.” Carmen asks.

“Oh, Bette can you get me a muffin from the counter too.”

“Sure,” Both women reply, getting up and heading to the counter, when returning, hearing a hollering laughter as they each sit, handing their items to their women. Bette looks over to Shane, and Shane looks to Bette, “We just got played huh?”

“Yes, we did Shane, we did…” Bette says sighing.

“You women are mean,” they both say.

Tina and Carmen lean over to their partners, whispering in their ear, “Trust me, I’ll treat you good,” nibbling on their lover’s earlobe, causing both alpha women to shiver, being submissive had its vantage points.

They share the rest of the day, simply chatting and enjoying the time they had together.

The following day, both nervous of their business meeting that will happen. They both get up, putting on their most business like clothes. Carmen wearing her suit she wore to church with her family. Shane wearing… jeans, a white button up, with her black converse. Damn, she looked hot though.

Carmen’s meeting:

Carmen walks up to the front desk of the large hall. “Hello,” she says to the receptionist, “I’m here to meet Mr. Simmons.”

“Floor 45, have a nice day ma’am.” The receptionist says nicely.

“Thank you.” Carmen goes up to the forty-fifth floor, walking to the receptionist there.

“Good morning,” the receptionist greets her cheerily, “Mrs. McCutcheon?”

“Yes, that’s me,” Carmen says nervously, when you talked to your boss there were meeting for only two reasons, promotion and being fired.

“Mr. Simmons is waiting in the conference room for you.”

‘Oh shit this is bad.’ Carmen thinks.

“Thanks,” Carmen says, walking up to the large doors and entering…

Shane’s meeting:

Shane had a chat with Lauren the night before; she had got her deal, though Shane still had no idea what it was.

“Hey Lauren,” Shane says, entering Lauren’s home when she opened the door.