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    “Stop” Monique screamed but her cries literally fell upon deaf ears.  Jodie rolled them over so that she was on top and Monique had put her hands up in a ‘time out’ sign.  “Okay, okay you win.”  Jodie smiled down at her as they got lost in each other’s eyes.

     

    “Come on” Jodie got up from the floor and held a hand out of Monique to take “let’s get started on that meal I promised” then pulled the counselor up from the floor.

     

    “It’s about time” Monique signed then turned to pick up their discarded clothing from the floor.  Jodie placed a hand over hers halting her movement.

     

    “Leave them” Jodie signed “I like to cook naked.”  She took the stunned brunette’s hand in hers and guided her to the island.

     

    “Among other things” Monique laughed and signed back.

     

    “What time do you have to go see Ben?”  Jodie asked as she handed Monique her chore for the evening, a pot and box of pasta “you boil I’ll get started on the sauce.”

     

    “I like to be there before he goes to bed” Monique filled the pot with water then placed on the stove.  She found the bottle of olive oil and poured some in the pot before she lit the flame.  “He likes it when I sing to him, it helps him fall asleep.”

     

    “Something we have in common” Jodie looked at her and signed “we love our pillows.”  She pointed at Monique’s breasts and dodged the dish towel the naked potential threw at her.

     

    “Look” Monique placed a hand over Jodie’s and ceased opening the jars of tomato sauce “you don’t have to do this.”

     

    “No I promised you a meal” Jodie shook her head “I usually make the sauce from scratch but we don’t have enough time.”

     

    “No I mean this” Monique pointed between the two of them “I can walk away and be totally content with what we just did.  I mean, I can tell you don’t do commitment.”

     

    “Hold on” Jodie stopped her “and how do you know this?”

     

    “Look at this place” Monique pointed around “this is a total bachelorette pad.  For starters, the big fuck rug in front of the fire place.”

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