Id love to, but I had my license taken today. Bette said, still feeling the remnants of anger coursing through her veins. And Alices cousin kinda drove off with my car.

Shane scratched at her head, confused,Jesus, what happened is everything alright? And wait…. Al has a cousin?

Everything is fine, dont worry. I was late to a business meeting and I kinda sped through a few red lights, dodged some traffic. She nodded, taking a leisurely stroll back to the bedroom where she proceeded to get dressed with great difficulty. Yes, She used a slippery shoulder and a tilted head to hold the phone in place as she pulled a pair of panties over her nude nether regions. Al has a cousin. Jordy. Shes from Chicago, coming to school here. Nice girl.

But she stole your car. Shane laughed, scooting into the back of her pickup. She fumbled with a few pieces of trash as she found a comfortable spot. And how come weve never heard about her before?

Al didnt want to subject to her to our world until she was 18. Bette laughed, finding her sultry black bra, fastening it behind her back. Besides, do we really want to know much about Als family anyway?

Guess not. Shane shrugged, glancing up and down the street for any sign of a taxi. Howre we gonna get to Milk tonight? Weve both been rendered car-less. You want to try Al and Ill try Dana?

Shane heard Bette flipping through hangers in the closet, she imagined the small things that Bette did as she began the search for an outfit. She was probably nibbling on her lip, tilting her head to the side as she pondered what colors she was in the mood for, what the weather would permit her to wear. Then the girls mind found itself off the curb into the gutter, mind getting the best of her as she wondered what Bette was wearing right now, what the carmel colored skin would feel like beneath her fingertips. The way simple lip gloss would taste on her tongue… hands roving lower and lower before finding the hidden jewel…silky secretions soaking fleshy fingertips….

Shane? Baby is everything alright? Are you there? Bette asked, sending Shane whirling from the gutter back onto the safe sidewalk. A laugh rose from her stomach, finding its way passed her lips. Bette rose a brow, still searching through the closet. Whats funny?