“Well you just weren’t using the right toy, Shane,” Alice pointed out.  “A nice butt plug is really all it takes; just stuff it up the tight ass.”

Tina began to giggle at Bette’s face, which had turned an angry shade of purple.  “Lubrication is the key Shane, the toy isn’t the point, it’s the lubricant!”

At this Bette stood up her eyes flashing angrily.  “I’ve never…lubricant…Tina…my ass…” she sputtered.

The three women fell into a laughing fit as Bette continued to repeat half sentences in anger. 

“Come on, Bette, sit down.”  Tina coaxed.  “Only I’m allowed to touch your ass.”

“My ass, Tina…I don’t…”  Bette slumped in her seat.

Alice broke out into another fit of giggles, which she tried to cover up by gulping her glass of wine.

“So what did you guys do today?”  Tina asked their guest.

Shane was suddenly very interested in the food in front of her.  Stuffing one bite after another in her mouth, she kept her eyes on her plate.

Spewing wine on the table, Alice began to choke and fell into a coughing fit. 

Bette being the great friend that she is slammed the top of her fist against her ex-girlfriends back a bit harder than necessary.  “Alright there Al?” 

Nodding, Alice leaned forward trying to escape Bette’s beating.  Sometimes she really regretted her big mouth.  “…Fine…you…can…stop…hitting…me…” she choked out between coughs. 

“Nonsense Al, you’re still coughing.”  Bette smirked.  “I’m happy to help.”  She banged the small blonde’s back a bit harder.  <I>Payback’s a bitch.</I>

Rubbing her sore back, Alice finally got her choking under control.  She shot daggers at the grinning Bette.  <I>You’ll pay for that, Porter.</I>

Concerned Shane looked at Alice.  “Are you okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine.  Just went down the wrong pipe is all.”  She still glared at the giddy older woman angrily. 

Pieces started to fall together like a jigsaw puzzle in Tina’s head.  Shane and Alice had obviously taken on a new direction in their relationship; in fact Tina would bet that her two friends had actually become intimate.  Actually considering their actions lately, she was sure of it, it was so obvious.

Bette had also caught on to the new vibe between the two women.  “You guys are acting like you are sleeping together.”  She watched both women tense up and pale considerably.  “I hope you know that I am not washing your sheets.”  <I>Take that Alice.</I>

Shooting her own glare at her inconsiderate wife, Tina berated.  “Since when do you wash sheets?”  She’d never understand why her partner always insisted on blurting out everything that came to her mind.

Alice regained her composure.  “Well, don’t worry Bette, our sheets are clean. However, you are eating off our newly christened table.”  She stated matter-of-factly.  “We never made it to the bedroom.”

It was Bette’s turn to pale.  “We eat on this table!” 

“So do we.”  Alice wiggled her eyebrows suggestively.

Embarrassed, Shane stood up to excuse herself.  Before she got two steps, she felt someone grab her wrist. 

“Shane, wait.”  Tina stopped her.  “Ignore Bette, she’s happy for you two, we both are.”  She smiled encouragingly at the teen.

“Of course I am,” Bette blurted, ignoring the fact that she and Tina had not yet had the opportunity to have sex on the table; after all it was her table.

Shane looked skeptically at the group of women.  She wasn’t sure if she and Alice were together or not, they still hadn’t had an opportunity to talk about it.  Her eyes shifted until they locked with the chocolate eyes she had been seeking.  Alice had remained seated, but she had a dreamy smile plastered on her face making her appear more angelic than Shane ever remembered, causing her own scowling face to light up in a goofy grin.

<I>I love You Alice.</I>