When Molly pulled away, she spoke softly, “I just kissed a girl.”

Shane smiled, “Yeah, you did.”

“Was it good?” Molly became uncharacteristically sheepish.

“Yeah, it was good.” Shane nodded, “I mean, you could use a little help…” Molly shoved Shane, “Ouch!”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m just kidding.  And even if you did need practice, I’d love to be the one to guide you.”

Molly smiled, “Kiss me.”

Shane was not one to reject a woman’s advances, so she kissed her.  Running her hands down Molly’s sides, she moved to go under her shirt.

“Wait.” Molly’s voice was soft.  There was no fear, but there was a level of apprehension.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I just…I don’t know…I think we should slow down.”

“That’s fine.”

“Can you stay the night?”

“Yeah.” They both slid out of their pants and slid under the covers.

Molly settled into Shane’s chest, while Shane’s arms wrapped around her tightly.  She figured she could get used to this.

“You feel nice.  Do all girls feel this good?”

Shane laughed softly.  Molly imagined what it would be like to hear that laugh every day for the rest of her life.

“I don’t know all girls.”

“Why do I highly doubt that?”

~~

Bette pressed her lips against Helena’s collarbone and felt her shiver beneath her; her lips creating a sucking motion against her skin.

“Oh God…” Helena groaned softly.

She couldn’t believe what was happening.  She was Bette’s girlfriend and she was having sex with her—while her mother was somewhere in the house.

“We have to be quiet.  My mom is still here.”

“I can’t help it.  You feel so good.” Helena whispered softly into Bette’s ear, “I can’t believe this is happening.  I’ve wanted you for so long.”

“And you have me.  Let me show you.”

Helena didn’t want to admit it to Bette, but, though she had had sex with a girl before, all of her sexual encounters had been one sided, with Helena putting in all the work, yet never getting any herself.

“I have a confession.”

Bette pulled away from her.  She was worried that Helena was going to stop her.  Of course, she’d obey her wishes, but she thought that everything was going perfect.