Alice almost kept her word drinking a large portion of the tequila from the fridge, Shane laid content across the couch as Alice cuddled comfortably next to her, taking long hits off the remaining joint.

“You know Shane I wish we could have a contest.” Alice said, obviously high, and somewhat reflective on life. Shane chuckled inwardly and humored her.

“What kind of contest?” Alice passed, and watched Shane pull in deep off the quickly vanishing bud.

“I’ve heard so much about your…sexual prowess…I wonder how I stack up, ya know.” Shane pause to stare at Alice wondering if she was really serious,

“No, I don’t know…why would you care about stacking up to me in bed?” Alice thought about this for a moment.

“I don’t know, you’re like this…I don’t know, household name or whatever, and I consider myself to be pretty damn good in bed so…like you wonder if you’re actually good, or if you just think you’re good.” Alice watched the movie confused as to what she’d just said, Shane had a similar look on her face before smiling slightly and throwing in nonchalantly.
“Well, I already know how you stack up to me, so I guess that’s why I don’t think about it.” Shane saw her little window of opportunity and took it, hopefully Alice would take the bait, they could have this discussion and she wouldn’t even remember most of it in the morning. Shane was not disappointed,

“…How would you know about me in bed? WE didn’t?” Shane stopped her quickly,

“No! no, I mean your hot but, no. Let’s just say a little Miss Fairbanks had some pretty interesting things to say about you in the sack.” Shane was never one for gossip, it was a known fact, she just hoped Alice was too far gone to see she was reeling her in. Alice was quiet for a moment struggling with the urge to want to know every detail, she settled for mumbling,

“Wha..whadid…she say about me?”  Alice asked blinking slowly, the liquor settled uncomfortably in her belly, making her think maybe she should have eaten. Shane lifted Alice a little to get more comfortable,

“Well…”

1 year ago:

Dana walked into The Planet to Shane Jenny and Carmen, giggling over pictures in one of Jenny’s graphic novels from class.

“Hey guys, whatcha reading?” Dana looked at the images upside-down not understanding the source of giggling, Carmen turned the book around for Dana to see

“Just some light erotic reading,” she replied sing-song. Dana glanced at the wildly vivid images of modified karma sutra positions, some of which were impossible without the breaking of certain bones. She quickly shut the book, eyes wide with embarrassment.

“So you’re just sipping coffee and reading this?…No one should ever be reading this at any time!” Dana whispered loudly as Shane chuckled at her expense,

“There’s no need to be a prude Dana this is love and it’s beautiful,” Carmen looked to Jenny before stealing a glance from Shane. They watched in amusement as Dana’s cheeks glowed red,

“I am not a prude, I am just a lady…I swear sometimes I think you guys do this stuff just to get a rise out of me,” They laughed hysterically as Dana tried not to feel embarrassed,

“You know I could tell some stories that would make you uncomfortable, but I don’t.”
Dana muttered as Jenny stood slowly,

“I’m really sorry I have to miss your uncomfortable story, but I have class.” Carmen stood up, wrapping an arm around her waist.

“How about I drive you?” They stared at each other for a long minute, before Jenny nodded,

“Sure, that would be great,” As they began to leave Dana grabbed the book from off the table,

“Wait, don’t forget your porn.” Jenny mumbled thanks as Carmen grabbed her hand to leave. Once they had been gone a while Shane smirked at Dana,

“So how’s it going with Alice? I haven’t seen either of you in a while, I assume you’ve been spending your time wisely?” Shane wiggled her eyebrows and Dana let out a breath she didn?t realize she was holding,

“Shane…things with Al are…amazing…everything is amazing…everything you know everything?” Shane laughed,

“Yeah, actually I got what you meant on the first ‘everything’.” Dana’s face lit up,

“We can’t keep our hands off of each other, you know? I mean last night was just…” Dana trailed off remembering last night and one of the most intense sexual experiences of her life. Shane snapped her out of it,

“That’s great Dana, I’m really happy for the both of you.” Shane could tell Dana wanted to go into detail and while she had no problem hearing about it, she decided Dana would have to be the one to bring it up. Dana shifted uncomfortably, torn between her bashful tendencies and her burning need to share every aspect of her sex life with someone.

Dana realized that if she was going to tell someone, Shane was probably the best choice. Alice had once said she was sure Shane was the only person who could actually keep a secret.

“Shane…I think Alice has to be the best sex I’ve ever had, not that I’ve had a whole lot but…” Shane nodded her head smiling,

“Even better than the ejaculation station attendant Lara?” Shane knew the answer but figured Dana needed to hear it for herself aloud. Dana struggled, her eyes darting from left to right, which always happened whenever Lara was mentioned.

“Ummm…yeah Shane she really is…there is something much more powerful there, ya know?” Shane nodded in agreement, missing the scared look on Dana’s face, too caught up thinking about Carmen and recognizing for herself how powerful desire was.


****

“Can you believe she flat-out told me that you were the best sex she’s ever had? What’s worse is she went into detail about moves you do, it was pretty disturbing…but I’d never let her know that, so what do you think of that Al?…” Shane was interrupted by light snores coming from a passed out Alice, she ran a finger along her forehead brushing the dark brown strands from out of Alice’s face. Shane sighed sadly,

“I swear Al I’ll try to make this better…I swear.” Shane left a message on Carmen’s phone that she was spending the night at Alice’s then curled up next to her, comforting her through her nightmares, that turned out to be memories.

****

They stumbled into Dana’s apartment frantically crashing mouths, it wasn’t until Victoria stopped to remove her tight-fitting shirt and jeans, that either of them had a chance to breathe since the beginning of the cab ride. Dana drunkenly watched Victoria remove her bra, leaving her underwear for Dana to take off later. Dana’s head swam and her mind played tricks on her, she could swear she smelled Alice as Victoria leaned in close to place bites along her neck. Dana moaned almost silently,

“Al…” as Victoria ran her hands up Dana’s shirt stopping only briefly to look her in the eyes.

“hmmm…Did you say something D?” Dana stared long and hard at her,

‘her eyes are so brown…I can almost see her” she thought, Dana noticed Victoria still waiting for an answer,

“I said…’wow’,” Victoria smiled, seriously doubting she said ‘wow’ but too aroused to care. Dana pushed it back in her mind, taking in gulps of breath between kisses, grinding against Victoria’s hips and leading her to the bedroom.

Pulling her shirt over her head, Dana pushed Victoria into the bed and straddled her waist. Resting on fours, she looked down into Victoria’s eyes, and imagined Alice staring back at her. There was a new pull of arousal in the pit of Dana’s stomach, as she attacked Victoria’s mouth with renewed excitement.

Victoria flipped Dana onto her back and pulled off her pants, her hands moving in perfectly calculated patterns along the toned muscles of Dana’s stomach and finally sinking below the waistband of her panties dipping two fingers into her. Dana threw her head back moaning steadily, trying to will herself not to cry out for Alice, but the faster Victoria moved the more Dana wanted to scream Alice’s name. Orgasm crept up on Dana, and as her toes curled and throat tightened, a strangled cry tore from her. A combination of God and Alice’s name reverberated in Victoria’s ears, and as Dana caught her breath to even fully realize what happened Victoria had left the room.

“See it’s one thing to have casual sex…but screaming someone else’s name that’s…that’s no…no! You don’t do that.” Victoria mumbled loud enough for Dana to hear in the hallway as she picked up her clothes, the drunken buzz that held her earlier, effectively shot.

Dana sat at the edge of the bed, her head in her hands, wondering what the hell happened. Exhaling loudly she walked into the hallway to a frustrated Victoria who’d put on the wrong shirt, Dana stared at the floorboards looking for the right thing to say.

“Vic… I’m sorry…I…” Dana trailed off as Victoria yanked the shirt over her head and scoffed,
“You know…I mean if you want her…then what the hell are you doing?” Dana thought about it then shrugged,

“I don’t know.”