“How so very retro of you
Harlequin…”  She muttered, taking in
the room at one

glance.  Dark eyes darting everywhere, smiling at the
soft colors of the room, so unlike Quin who favored dark greens, darker reds
and black.

            The walls were bare, no posters, no
pictures.  Painted a soft shade of blue,
a large

desk with a
dinosaur of a computer sitting at it.  A
scanner and a printer to the left of the keyboard.  A small stereo at on a shelf, nothing big,
just something that would play a CD for hours in the solitude of the room.  The hard wood floors were free of dust, an old-fashioned
lava lamp by the bed that brought another smile to Alice‘s lips.

            A book still on the nightstand, and Alice looked at it, seeing it was Bram
Strokers Dracula.  She set it back down,
turning to face Quin, who hadn’t stepped into the room yet, still outside of
the doorway.  Quin couldn’t bring herself
to make her feet work, to step into the past. 

            Alice moved to her slowly, extending her hand
through the beads and Quin took her hand, nimble fingers touching Alice‘s. 
Alice gently eased her into the room, and into
her arms.  Alice reached up, touching Quin’s flushed
face, and Alice could feel it burning under her fingertips.  She ran the tips down Quin’s face, stroking
the warm flesh, and Quin kissed her fingertips as they grazed her lips.

            Alice could see the tears in her eyes that she
hadn’t allowed to spill forth, her hand resting on the small of her girlfriends
back.  She pulled her close, just hugging
Quin who seemed so out of touch with her emotions at the moment.  Alice just held her, rubbing her back and Quin
didn’t move.  Her back stiff as finally
her arms wrapped around Alice, squeezing into her, burying her face
against Alice‘s skin.

            Alice felt her shudder, but she knew she
wasn’t crying, she didn’t feel the wetness on her shoulder.  Instead, moments later she felt Quin’s warm
tongue caressing her shoulder, and moving to feast on her neck.  Alice moaned, Quin’s hands cupping her ***** and
pressing her hips into her.  Alice felt the heat rising, then Quin captured
her mouth, her lips urgent as if she didn’t just want her, she needed her.  Alice kissed her back, a soft sigh escaping
her as they kissed, ravishing each other. 
Standing in the center of her past, Quin decided it was time to forge
into the future, and that was solely with Alice.