CHARACTER DISCLAIMER:
The characters herein are mine. Any resemblance to real or fictional people are strictly part of your imagination. Some places in the story are real and some are fictional.

LOVE/SEX WARNING/DISCLAIMER:
This story depicts an explicit love/sexual relationship between two consenting adult women. If you are under 18 years of age or if this type of story is illegal in the state or country in which you live, please do not read it. If depictions of this nature disturb you, you may wish to read something other than this story.

Authors note: I want to take a second to thank those of you who poked and prodded me to write this sequel. I wasn't nearly done with these ladies. My list buds, who let me use their names in vain. :-) And of course, Rachel, Stacia, and Complx for making my gibberish understandable.

Authors other note: I must thank my FIANCE for not lopping my head off for spending way too much time playing with these ladies. Thank you for keeping the fount of inspiration so readily available for me to dip into at will. I thank you, Reece and Faith thank you, the readers thank you.. etc

Reece's Faith

©2000 -Vertigo-

It was incredible. All her senses were being overloaded. Even behind the shades, her eyes watered when the icy wind slammed against her face. She wished she could feel it through her hair. The constant deafening rumble of the machine beneath her was dizzying. Her hands were numbed by the steady vibrations of the handlebars and the cold. She tried to catch her breath. Her lips had long since lost feeling, but she licked them anyway. The brightness of the sun was blinding. She squinted through the tears, not wanting to miss anything. Trees flew by at breakneck speed; she couldn't focus, only smell the beauty in fleeting glimpses.

The body behind her leaned impossibly closer. Long powerful arms and legs trapped her, forcing her to feel every moment as if she herself were in control of the beast. She closed her eyes. Adrenaline was pumping so rapidly through her body she couldn't help from screaming. God it was euphoric.

The trees slowed down, the rumble became a purr and, suddenly, it was deafeningly quiet. It was over just like that. The warm protective body behind her was gone, she tried to get off the bike but found that her legs were shaking. Her body was still thrumming with excitement. Faith tore off the helmet and sunglasses to glare at the person responsible for ending it all.

"Reece! Why the hell did you stop? God that was incredible!" She was practically shouting with frustration.

"I think I overdid it, being your first ride and all...."

"NO WAY! That was fanfuckingtastic!" Faith blurted out.

Reece chuckled. "I just wanted you to see it from my point of view. We should probably get going back towards the city within a half hour, so walk it off baby."

With her helmet under one arm, she shook out her dark hair, and pulled her gloves off with her teeth. "Anyways, you have to shoot that ep bright and early, and we all know how you love to get up in the morning."

The blonde back-handed her in the belly. "Aw c'mon Reece?" she whined. "Just a little more?" Faith jumped up and down on the seat, stuck out her lip and made puppy dog eyes.

"Babe, that line works much better in the bedroom. Besides, we've been pushing her limits for nearly an hour." Blue eyes twinkled as she effortlessly lifted the smaller woman off the machine, kissing her nose.

Faith crinkled that nose in disappointment.

"Well, I do have to pee." The blonde admitted with a kiss to a nearby cheek. "I think a kidney shook loose." She disappeared behind a tree.

"I told you, it's like riding a horse, you have to relax and go with it. You're going to be stiff for days with the way you tensed up." Reece found another tree to take care of her own bladder. "Ah fuck, you got any tissues?"

Faith was standing over the squatting woman holding one of those travel packs of tissues. "What'll you give me for them?" she teased with a smirk.

"Well, I could just drip dry, or pull up my pants now, no matter to me." she shrugged. "If you like the taste of that sort of thing."

"Ew. Here. And you better clean it good woman. I have a vested interest in that." Faith walked over toward the bike. There were waves of heat rising off of the engine. She suddenly realized it was February and shivered. She warmed her hands on the heat pouring off the bike.

"Wow, I have this fantasy...but now I'm not so sure. I can't even fathom sex on this thing. My heart would explode!" Green eyes closed to draw up the images of that fantasy.

"First off, I don't usually open her up like that. Second, sex at that speed is not an option. However.." Reece wiggled her eyebrows, "I can work around that little speed thing. For you, anything." She leered.

"I'd freeze my ass off right now, but hold that thought." Faith leered right back. "Let's get home and discuss this further."

Reece narrowed her eyes and climbed in front this time. "Oh yeah! Discuss...I'm sure Pepe can be bought into leaving the garage for a while."

Wandering hands immediately found places much more interesting than the handlebars to hold onto. The driver looked over her shoulder at the smirking culprit.

"What? My hands are cold." She replied innocently.

"So stick them in my jacket pockets."

"Party pooper." She stuck out her tongue behind Reece. "Why am I back here anyway?"

"It got colder, I'm blocking you from the wind." Reece lifted the bike off the kickstand.

"My chivalrous baby." Faith reached up and kissed the back of the neck in front of her.

"OK! All lips and fingers to yourself. A TV star with road rash won't bring in the viewers."

Reece brought the bike to life, closing off all verbal communication until the first traffic lights of Manhattan. With nothing left to do but think, Faith snuggled closer and let herself melt into Reece's back. She inhaled a deep breath of cold air and leather and smiled. "I love you so much," she mumbled. She knew Reece couldn't hear her, but she had to say it out loud anyway. So much had happened to her in the last few months. So much happened to 'us'! Faith thought back to when she was "discovered" by a talent scout at The Lounge that night and chuckled. Did Reece really think Cori could keep that a secret?

Reece felt Faith's muscles contract in a sigh behind her. She wondered what she was thinking about. Probably the shoot tonight. It's been bothering her since she got the script. I hope they're not killing her off, or pulling any 90210 rape and burn shit. She considered pulling over when she felt another sigh. Then Faith tightened her grip around Reece's middle and the tall woman relaxed.

Reece's passenger squeezed tighter as she thought back to that day.

Faith exploded through the door in a flurry. The blonde was smiling so hard, it made Reece's face hurt.

"Hon? What's up?" The taller woman was pulled onto the couch. Faith jumped onto her lap and gushed.

"I got it! I got the part! I'm in the show!" she ended each statement with big wet kisses.

"Fantastic! Did I have any doubts? What's the role? When do you start?" Reece stood up with Faith still wrapped around her.

"They're going to send me everything tomorrow! I can't believe it...I gotta call Brad! No I gotta call Cori! Shit, this is so cool!" She scrambled down from Reece's arms and dashed to the phone, pulling off shoes and stockings along the way.

The taller woman stood there and watched in amusement. She felt a great deal of pride. Faith's dream came true, and there was nothing more pleasing to her than seeing those green eyes lit up like they were at this moment.

Her whole life changed that night, and she owed it all to Reece. With a smile, Faith remembered how strangely Reece acted in front of Brad at the congratulations party that night, and how nervous Brad acted too. She should have known something was up- She wasn't that naive. She blamed it all on the excitement and not having the chance to corner Cori sooner than she did.

"God Cor, I wonder how Reece is going to take all of this... I mean, she's excited and all, but, I don't know." Green eyes spotted Reece standing against a wall, watching the goings on with little amusement. "She's not, well, she doesn't seem happy...its like she's hiding something. I guess I wouldn't know what to expect from her, would I. You know her better than me."

"Hey! I beg to differ. You know her way better than moi." Cori shoulder butted her friend.

Faith gave an insincere smile as she watched Reece chew on an ice cube.

"Ok Faith, just folly me, I gotta tell you something. Not because I'm a rat mind you, but because I think it will help you understand how happy Reece really is for you."

Green eyes caught blue and Reece gave her a brilliant smile. "See now? Look at that face, it's all about you, Faith." The dancer led her into the guest room.

At first, when Cori let Faith in on the whole thing, the blonde was furious at the club owner. She was angry that Reece would think that Faith needed her help finding an acting job. Then she was stunned at the lengths Reece was willing to go to make her dreams come true. It wasn't every day she made an ass of herself in public, and for someone else's benefit. When Faith thought about it, she had really given up on an acting career at that point, even though she herself didn't realize it. She remembered how Violet and Cori had talked her into going to see Brad the morning after they met at The Lounge. And how she was too distracted to realize that they had already planned a party before she even spoke to him. She chuckled again at how lucky she was to have them as friends even if they were no better than nosy wash women. Faith shook her head and smiled at how blind she had been to how involved Reece was with the whole thing. Then she blushed, when thinking about how she'd thanked her after the party.

Cori and Violet had stayed to help clean Reece's place after the party. Everyone was happily buzzed, and Faith had insisted they all stay for what was left of the night. All four women were lounging around the living room. Violet stretched across the love seat, Cori sat in the recliner, and Faith was on the couch with her feet on the coffee table. She was contentedly brushing her fingers through Reece's hair, relieving every strand of tangles, and simply enjoying the ability to do so. She loved the freedom of touching this woman who everyone feared. The club owner twisted around and laid her head on Faith's lap, practically purring from the feel of those fingers stroking her head. She turned her face and placed a quick little kiss to the underside of Faith's breast. Startled by the action, Faith blushed and slapped Reece's shoulder.

"Stop that! We have company!" she warned. Blue eyes twinkled and she kissed the other breast.

"Um, if you two'd rather be alone. . ." Violet implied.

"Ha! Reece performs better for an audience," the sleepy dancer yawned from the recliner.

The club owner tossed an errant piece of popcorn into the woman's gaping mouth. "You just like to watch."

Cori sputtered and spit. "Ew, that's disgusting. How do you know this didn't fall outta someone's mouth?" She tossed the popcorn back at Reece, who swatted it right back in midair. The easy bantering continued.

"You're just jealous 'cuz I'm fondling a TV star."

"Fuck you asshole."

"Been there-done that." Reece feigned boredom.

"Go scratch your ass."

"Eat me freak."

"Spread 'em.

Faith just took it all in with a grin. She was so glad to have met this bunch. They had quickly became an important part of her new life. Especially the woman who was breathing on her now-exposed stomach.

"Reece..." she whispered. "Please stop it, you're making me crazy."

"I can't help it. Your flesh is too close to my nose." Reece watched as goosebumps rose all over Faith's skin, noting that her nipples had joined in on the act. She reached up under the T-shirt and brushed the pierced one with her fingers.

"I love this . . " She paused to fondle the ring. "...especially when it's between my teeth."

The blonde threw her head back and moaned. God . . . if she keeps that up, I won't care who's in the room.

"Reece. . . please," she whined.

Reece smiled, then turned towards Violet. "Hey Freaklet, thank you for the gift." She tweaked the nipple ring slightly.

"My pleasure. Well, actually, Faith's pleasure." She smirked.

Faith groaned and jerked.

"Why don't you two get a room." Muttered the recliner.

"Good idea." Violet took Cori by the hand and started towards the guest room. "If I have to listen to Faith any longer I may just jump you out here."

Cori snorted. "You ain't heard nothin' yet. Just wait till they really get started."

Faith gasped, Reece mmm'd.

Cori was thrown into the guest room before she had a chance to comment. "Hey!"

Reece's intentions were halted by a hand yanking a chunk of her hair. "What the hell was that for?!"

"You are evil. Evil evil evil." Faith emphasized each word with a yank.

"Let go you maniac!" Reece growled.

Faith twisted her hand presenting Reece's neck for the tasting. She let the miffed woman watch her lick her lips before latching onto her throat.

Reece squirmed and shook her foot like a dog when you scratch the right spot. "Fuck! You're gonna draw blood, " she panted. She wasn't going to let Faith know how much she was actually enjoying the sensation. Faith let go of the skin but not before nipping at the sore spot first. The hissing sound Reece made shot a spark right where it counted.

"You know baby, " The blonde teased her lover's ear with her tongue, "I haven't properly thanked you for sticking your nose where it didn't belong.

"I'll stick my nose . . . mmmm." A wet muscle invaded her ear.

"Meet you upstairs?" Faith slid out from under Reece's head, and shook her hips all the way up the stairs. She turned on the landing with a giggle.

The club owner sat up and shook her head. "Man does she ever have me good." She chuckled to herself and turned out the lights. Hearing the sounds of pleasure, she stopped by the guest room.

"Don't do anything I wouldn't do." She laughed. "Don't worry, we plan to cover it all, " came the muffled response.

The tall woman ascended the stairs. Time to receive my thanks.

Part 2

REMINDER: The sections in bold are flashbacks, and this entire chapter is a continuation of chapter 1's flashback.

Reece reached the top of the stairs and turned with a cocky little swagger. She looked towards the bedroom and all of a sudden... her knees went weak.

There, sticking out of the doorway, was a leg. Not just any leg, Faith's leg. It was wrapped up in a black stocking complete with a garter. Her mouth watered and she swallowed. A hand poked out from the room too, and its fingers were beckoning Reece to approach the doorway.

She wanted to, really wanted to, but her legs wouldn't move. The same hand reached out and now an arm was flat against the door frame. Faith's head followed, and the expression on her face caused Reece to whimper out loud.

"You know legs, I should be furious with you for interfering, but..." Faith licked her red lips.

Reece attempted to tell Faith how goddamned hot she was, but her throat was so dry, it stuck together.

"...you're just too damned sexy to stay mad at." Faith blatantly ran her eyes over Reece's length, and she smirked at the groan she caused.

"Are you coming or what? You haven't been properly thanked." Green eyes narrowed and zeroed in on stunned blue ones. Then they disappeared into the room along with the arm, the hand and the leg.

Reece stood there in a state of both fear and awe. Momentarily panicked, she briefly pondered her inability to speak, her complete lack of control, and the power Faith had over her body. Then the hand appeared to beckon her once more. Reece's need for Faith overrode her instincts and she ran into the room. The sight that greeted her made her lightheaded.

Faith was leaning up against the headboard, one leg bent up at the knee, the other stretched out in front of her. Aside from the stockings and garters, the vision was wearing a very silky-looking black bra and panties. Blue eyes widened considerably upon noticing that one of Faith's hands was in those panties. Reece was naked and kneeling between those legs in seconds.

"It's about time Reece." Faith let her knee drop to the bed with a sigh. "I had to start without you."

"I see. Don't let me interrupt." Reece stretched her body out on the bed and leaned up on her elbows. She stopped Faith's hand from ceasing its work by grasping the wrist.

"Don't…don't stop. Here, maybe I can help." Reece pulled Faith's hand from inside the panties and brought it to her mouth. Her nostrils flared at the smell of Faith's arousal. She began to suck and lick each finger.

"Oh yesss..." she hissed "...whatever you want Reece. Just tell me."

The blonde gasped when her fingers were engulfed in Reece's hot mouth. If it was possible, she would swear the piece of steel in that tongue was melting.

When Reece was satisfied that all the fingers were wet enough, she lifted up the elastic band on the silky panties and replaced the hand in its original spot. Faith groaned when she felt her wet fingers slide back in her underwear. The knowledge that Reece's saliva was touching her, caused her to whimper on contact.

Reece briefly closed her eyes at the sounds. She let go of the wrist and placed her hand on top of Faith's, the black material the only barrier between their hands.

"Finish what you started, I want to feel you do it." She put some pressure to Faith's hand to remind her. Faith groaned again.

"Come on baby, it looks so hot." The tall woman rubbed her cheeks on the stocking clad thighs, and her free hand up and down the length of Faith's squirming body. "You're doing it just for me."

"I just thought... oh!" Faith was cut off by a nip to her calf. She felt wetness seep out under her fingers.

"You said whatever I want. This is what I want."

Reece slid her lips behind a knee, loving the scratchy feel of the stockings on her tongue.

"But what about you... oh god..." The blonde's legs fell open as a wet tongue trailed up her inner thigh.

"Mmm, you just never mind about me, I wanna watch you for now." Reece continued on with her tongue bath and felt the hand under hers start to move.

"Show me what you do when you think about me." Reece groaned. She watched and felt Faith's hand move down. "Yeah..." Her heart palpitated when she looked up at the vision spread out before her like a feast.

The club owner's voice was getting rough, and it didn't escape Faith. She brought her other hand down and ran her nails up from betwen Reece's breasts to her throat, pausing to feel the pulse beating in her neck. She was dying to suck on the skin there, and taste her salty skin. She stared at the spot, wishing her eyes could communicate with Reece's neck and it would place itself in her mouth. Faith felt herself get wetter and reached down towards her entrance.

"Go on, pretend it's me." Reece's voice dropped an octave.

"But I need you. Please." Faith slid her hand from Reece's throat and grabbed the back of her head, pulling it up.

The club owner ignored the pulling at her hair and crept up on her knees a little to bathe Faith's stomach, her free hand teasing the taut nipples alternately, occasionally pulling at the shiny ring. Each time she did, Faith's hips moved higher, like it was attached. It was a very welcome reaction. One that made her own groin twitch.

Reece glanced up at the expression on her bartenders face. It was beautiful; green eyes were watching every movement she made, lips half open called to her like a siren song. The club owner abandoned her tongue bath to devour those delicious looking lips. She growled when Faith took control of the kiss, biting and sucking on her lips, the invading tongue hungrily searching out every part of her mouth.

It was like they had been starved of each other's mouths for an eternity, when in reality, they had spent more time exploring this facet of their relationship than anything else. But for Reece it was never enough. The void that had been waiting for Faith felt enormous, and she had an almost desperate need to fill it.

Groans, teeth banging together, whimpers and loud inhales were the only sounds in the room. Although quiet, to Reece it was a deafening reminder of just how much she needed this woman. How out of control she really was. And although she felt fear at this thought, it wasn't as frightening as it had been out in the hallway. In fact, it lessened every day. Still, she needed to maintain some semblence of control, if for nothing else than to prove to herself she could.

Reece broke the much too intense contact and resumed her tongue bath at Faith's neck. She had every intention of showing Faith just how much she appreciated this little thank-you party. But a hand tightened in her hair, and blue eyes rolled back with a groan. She sucked rather forcefully at the skin in her mouth.

"Please... Reece. Carefully." she panted.

Reece tweaked a hard nipple and growled. "Mine!" she sucked hard at the skin on Faith's throat.

"God yes!" Who the hell cares…

"...make up artists... mmmm... get paid for it..." and she proceeded to mark her territory for all to see.

Reece was reveling in all the sensations. She tried to concentrate and pinpoint the one she liked best. Faith's flexing legs wrapped around my thighs? The silky scratchy material rubbing against my skin? The wet satiny black panties sliding between our hands? The taste of Faith's throat? The breathless sounds of pleasure blowing across my ear?

It was a tie. She lipped the nipple ring and reflexively thrust against the body beneath her while she tugged at the metal hoop. She felt Faith's fingers enter herself and they moaned in sync.

Faith needed to feel Reece on her skin now. She pulled the crotch of the underwear aside, but Reece didn't touch her. Instead she took her again by the wrist and guided her hand in its motions.

"Please baby, touch me," Faith begged.

Reece didn't know if she could slide down the bed without coming.

Not getting the intended response, Faith used her other hand to gather her wetness and stuck her fingers into Reece's mouth. That got her the reaction she wanted. Her fingers were accepted hungrily.

"Oh you wanna play dirty?" The club owner growled. Not waiting for an answer, she tore off the black panties and wrapped her arms around silky thighs. She twisted abruptly.

Faith was startled for a second until she felt the heat of Reece's mouth right where she needed it. "Oh yeah." she breathed. Looking down at the shining blue eyes beneath her she added, "Did I mention that's my favorite muscle?"

The owner of said muscle flexed it and grunted.

Faith threw her head back and groaned.

The tall woman increased the pressure of her movements.

"God that's good." Faith whispered more to herself than out loud.

Reece was in desperate need of attention, the vision above her was quickly heating her arousal to a boil. And this time, doing it herself wouldn't be enough. She pulled away from her feast, causing Faith to gasp and grab for the headboard.

"No!? Why are you... OH!..." The blonde was yanked away, and suddenly was on all fours with her nose inches away from Reece's center.

It felt like forever since Reece had indulged in this kind of mutual gratification, she was more than eager to feel Faith's mouth.

However, this was a first for Faith, and she was unsure of how her lover thought she could do much more than enjoy what was going on between her own legs. Reece's tongue was fucking her, she could feel the steel barbell dragging in and out on the underside of her clit, combined with her nose playing her exposed bundle of nerves like a fiddle.

"God Reece!" Faith's elbows gave way and her face fell onto her lover's thigh. She inhaled deeply and shuddered. Now I know why she freaks out when she smells me! MMmm…

Reece's hips lifted up and searched out the mouth that was breathing on her, teasing her mercilessly. She growled her need into Faith's sex.

"Oh shit..." The blonde felt the growl like a vibrator. Inspired, she secured her arms around Reece's wide-spread thighs and dove in with gusto, her tongue rushing to lap up the sweet ambrosia of Reece's arousal. She immediately saw the benefits of the position when her chin mashed against an oversensitive clit causing the hips below her to surge.

The club owner whimpered her satisfaction and gyrated her pelvis, allowing Faith to concentrate on using her tongue, which right now, felt like it was everywhere. To show her appreciation, Reece reached around with the hand holding the blonde's ass, and entered her with her thumb, leaving her own tongue to play at will.

"GOD REECE!"

Faith's hips took on a life of their own and Reece was actually having a hard time keeping up with the erratic bucking above her face, not to mention timing her breaths. None of it mattered any more when there was sudden insistent suction on her clit.

"Faith baby... mmm." she gasped.

The bartender pushed herself down on Reece's mouth, demanding she shut up. "Don't you dare stop," she whined.

Reece didn't intend to and reached around with the other hand to rub her lonely thumb into the abundant wetness, passing it around her already pumping finger. She waited for a signal that it may be too much for her smaller lover, but Faith rocked backwards with all intents of capturing the digit. Watching and feeling her two thumbs get sucked up into the warm tunnel put Reece dangling at the edge of her own climax.

"Faith baby... your fingers... please," she grunted, then groaned loudly when her plea was answered.

Their bodies fit together perfectly, sliding and writhing as one. Each woman was well aware of the other, yet lost in their own pleasure, trying to draw this moment out as long as they could.

Reece began murmuring little grunts and sounds. Faith loved the little curses and mumblings of her lover as she neared the edge. She doubted Reece was even aware she did it. Either way, she loved having that knowledge. However, the little "mm hmm's" had become constant, and their vibrations against Faith's sex started almost violent waves of orgasm to sneak up on her.

The tall woman pulled her mouth away for a moment and watched the muscles contract around her fingers.

"Yeah... oh... Reece..." Faith plunged her fingers in and out faster in an effort to make Reece come with her. The bartender slid her sex down Reece's chin and onto her chest.

"Fai.... FUCK!" Reece uncharactaristically thrashed around, yelling out her pleasure.

Imagining the look on her tall lover's face renewed the intensity of Faith's orgasm, and she kept coming, rubbing herself against Reece's breasts.

Faith's mouth was relentless and she didn't ever want to stop, but she was yanked back by the hair. Only then did she realize her thighs were shaking, and just how intense her climax was. She collapsed onto Reece's body with her legs hugging her head. This only drove the club owner to renew her efforts; grabbing tightly to the clenched thighs, she thrust her tongue in and out like a piston, her chin torturing Faith's hypersensitive nub.

"Oh god no... Stop... please... I'm begging," she dug her nails into Reece's thighs.

Reece held on, her arms protesting the efforts, forcing Faith to ride her face, lapping up all she was offered. This went on for several minutes and ended with the thrashing blonde beating on the bed, nearly sobbing in the throes of yet another orgasm.

"GOD REECE PLEASE!" she shouted, trembling uncontrollably.

The tall woman finally relented, and slid her lover down until she was lying on top of her.

"Animal," Faith gasped.

Reece growled. "That would be me." Funny, it's a whole new feeling when she says it, she puzzled.

Faith twitched with every breath and Reece chuckled.

"You think this is funny?" She slapped her snickering partner in the bicep. Hmmm, the very pumped bicep... She licked the length of the overexerted muscle, tasting the sweat of their lovemaking. Oh yeah. She sucked on it, causing Reece to gasp.

"Faith... think about that." Reece warned her lover where that might lead.

Faith twitched again and broke out in goose bumps at the sound of Reece's rough, breathless voice. What are you, insane? She chastised herself. She wasn't able to move, let alone have another go.

"It's my fault you're so damn sexy?" she slid more than rolled off of Reece, and leaned up on one weak elbow. "Look at me, my arms are shaking. How did you do that?"

Reece reached out and wiped the damp hair off Faith's forehead. "You are so beautiful, how can I not?" She rearranged herself and gestured to her shoulder. "Come here."

Faith blushed. "Stop it. You apparently haven't looked in a mirror lately." She snuggled up to Reece's naked body and sighed. This is all mine! She gave the long glistening body the once over. Look at those legs! That stomach, those incredible breasts! She ran her fingertips in gentle circles over Reece's chest, possibly to soothe herself. Lord, but can I live through it? There's gotta be countless women more attractive than me. More experienced. Am I satisfying enough? God, what about those pictures... would she ever want to do that with me? Would I let her? What about temptation? I won't be at the club every day? Maybe I can have Cori keep an eye out...

"What are ya thinking about babe?"

"Competition." she blurted.

"Huh?" Reece looked down at Faith's uncertain expression.

"I'm scared of losing you, Reece. How will I ever be able to keep you?" she admitted.

"You're shitting me, right?" Reece kissed the top of Faith's head and wrapped her arms around her tightly. "The question is, how will you ever get rid of me?"

"Now you're shitting me." Faith placed kisses along the side of Reece's breast, smiling as the nipple rose to attention. "After all we went through trying to get one another, why would I want to get rid of you?"

Reece shrugged. "I just thought..."

"Well stop thinking then, it's highly overrated. I love you, and after much aggravation, I finally got you. They'll never be able to peel me away from you now. Deal with it."

The club owner felt something inside of her warm. An unfamiliar feeling in the pit of her chest. Love? she questioned. One way to test that theory.

"Faith...?"

"Reece?" she chuckled. Come on baby, say it.

"I uh..." Go on tough guy, say it. "... I love you." There.

"I know." Faith kissed her on the shoulder. "I'll always know."

Reece smiled and emitted a contented sigh. Faith wrapped herself tighter around Reece's body and yawned. Yup. It's love.

"Besides, you screamed." the blonde teased.

Reece began to blush. "Yeah well... I don't usually, I mean no one has... it's just..."

"I bet you look adorable in red." she chuckled "Don't worry, it won't leave this room." Faith crossed her heart. Well maybe just Cori..

Part 3

Faith thought she heard a jumble of foul words as she was thrown quite literally from her daydream. With a yelp the blonde became airborne for just a moment, then landed with a thud on the bike seat. She was aware that they were going slower and were surrounded by midtown traffic. It also seemed that she grew shorter and Reece grew taller. What's wrong with this picture?

"Christ! Uh babe? Would you mind scootching back a bit?" Reece sounded as if she was in pain.

Confused, the passenger realized she was sitting comfortably in the driver's seat and Reece was straddling the gas tank.

"Oh my God!" she yelled as she struggled to settle herself further back on the seat without leaning on her lover for support. She helped pull Reece back into place, which wasn't easy as she was steering the bike around another pothole.

"Are you ok?" Faith knew how hard she'd hit the seat, and it couldn't have been pleasant for Reece.

"Fucking potholes! Where the hell are all my tax dollars going?"

Faith could tell her lover was really pissed off again, and she frowned.

"That's it! I refuse to pay taxes any more! If I have one mark on this bike..."

Well, this sucks. After that little daydream, she was more than eager to get home and "discuss."

Now she'd have to wait till Reece calmed down. Lovely.

"...If there's one fucking little scratch..."

Hello??? Did you forget about me? The girlfriend?

They stopped at a red light and Reece turned around and took off her helmet. Faith didn't like the angry look on her face at all.

"Are you alright? You didn't get hurt did you? If you are I'll sue the fucking Department of Transportation."

"I'm ok, honey." She received a skeptical look. "Put your helmet back on, I'm really ok."

Satisfied, Reece replaced her helmet and turned back around. "I'll sue the freaking city."

What the hell is the matter with her? Its just a pothole? Faith worried again. Reece had been acting like this all week, jumping at little things and getting really angry over nothing. If she keeps this up, I'll never be able to tell her about my script! She took her hands out of Reece's pockets and replaced them under the leather jacket. She comfortingly rubbed all the parts of Reece's anatomy that she could reach until she felt the tension dissipate slightly. Then she moved her hands further south and toyed with the waistband of Reece's jeans. It wasn't exactly her fantasy, but it would do.

"Did you hurt yourself anywhere that needs a kiss, sweetheart?"

"Oh yeah, it needs many many kisses."

"Well then, let's get this baby home, shall we?"

Faith pulled Reece's shirt out from her jeans and stroked the tight stomach teasingly. The driver started wiggling around in her seat.

"You better stop that, Red."

"Oh? Why is that?" Faith was feeling rather cocky making her lover squirm.

"Because with that graceful landing, the seam of my jeans wound up someplace that it shouldn't be.."

"Ohhhh?" Faith tugged on the waistband with a smirk, thoroughly enjoying the feel of Reece's butt jerking against her spread thighs.

"Yeah and if you keep that up, it'll be over way before it starts."

"And that's a bad thing?"

"Don't make me stop this bike, Faith." she teased.

"Oh alright," she grumbled, suddenly reminded of long car trips with her father. Sliding her hands up Reece's ribs to bring her back to the present, she was satisfied with the shudder she caused. Pleased that she'd calmed the edgy woman, Faith leaned back against the sissy bar and relaxed for the rest of the ride.

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After many hours of "discussion," in various rooms of the house, the two freshly-showered women were sitting in the living room eating dinner. Reece was still edgy, and Faith was trying to figure out a way to bring up the script without an explosion. It would help if she told me what was bothering her. The actress had been all set to tell her 5 days ago when she received the damn thing, but Reece's behavior that day had been very unpredictable and hadn't gotten any better since. Faith felt that if she told her now it would look like she was trying to hide it from her, and that wouldn't be good at all.

"What's wrong, Faith? You aren't acting right."

Faith gulped down some wine and prepared for the onslaught. "Well, I have this thing.."

The phone rang and Faith thanked all the gods."I'll get it babe." She picked up the phone in the guestroom.

"WHAAASSSUUUPPP!!" Cori screamed.

"Oh god, not that, anything but that. Packs of teenagers have been drive-by whassuping all month." Faith cringed.

"So, did you tell her?"

"No, I was trying to, but she's been acting so schizo lately, I'm afraid this would make her wild."

"You know, now that you waited so long, it's not gonna look good."

"Yeah, thanks for the brilliant deduction, Watson."

"I have an idea."

"No, no. That's quite all right."

"So my suggestion of telling her while you had your face between her legs wasn't brilliant? Don't scoff."

"Did you forget the size of her quads?"

"She's not going to kill you Faith. But I have serious doubts that 'Jim the Dim' will survive," she added seriously.

"Would you stop? Jim is a nice guy, he's just been unfortunately cast."

"Yeah, well, you're the one that's gotta kiss him anyway. Oh man, I can't wait till you tell her about the bed scene."

"Are you crazy?" Faith felt her palms sweat.

"It's been a while since I saw a good murder, the movies just aren't what they used to be."

"You're twisted you know that? Oh no..." her voice was almost a squeak.

"What's wrong? Faith?"

Reece dropped the script on the bed next to Faith and crossed her arms over her chest.

"Uh, Cor, I gotta go." The gulp was audible.

Cori hung up the phone with a gulp of her own. "Hide the breakables and set up the sofa bed, Violet, we may have a visitor."

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"I can explain why I didn't tell you sooner, babe..."

"Tell me what? Spill it!"

"You don't know?"

"What's the fucking secret, Faith?"

Puzzled, the actress shook her head. "Um, you didn't read the script?"

"Should I have? Is that the only way I'll be able to find out what's been eating at you?" Reece picked up the script and started leafing through it. Faith snatched it away.

"No, I'm sorry. I had something to tell you, and I didn't know how...it's silly really...now it's blown way out of proportion."

"So, if it's so silly, why don't you tell me now?" The club owner was now standing menacingly over the actress.

"I'm afraid ..."

"Of what!? ME? What have I ever done to you for you to be afraid of me?" She practically screamed.

"You didn't let me finish. I'm afraid of how you'll react, and well, you just confirmed my fears."

Reece suddenly felt like a shit. Of course she's afraid, look at you, you idiot! She took a deep breath and sat down on the bed.

"Faith, look, I've been freaking out all week over this."

"Why?"

"I'm having trouble at the club, and now you're hiding something from me. I knew it the minute you walked in the door after the read-through. Are they killing you off? Are they gonna hurt your character? C'mon, what gives?"

"What trouble at the club?"

"Inspectors showing up daily, auditor sniffing my ass. It seems your friend from my favorite club has been getting his rocks off torturing me."

"I'm sorry Reece. Really. If I had known you were having such a hard time.."

"Please, Faith, just tell me what's going on so I can stop popping Tums like Tic Tacs."

"Well, I, Judith, has a love interest." She paused, gauging the reaction. Reece's lips got tight.

"Who's the lucky guy?" It looked like Reece's pupils disappeared.

"Jim" she whispered.

Reece made fists in her lap, her knuckles turning white. Faith stood and stepped away from the bed.

"We, uhm.."

"Consummate?" Reece offered through gritted teeth.

"Exactly." Faith flinched as her tall lover stood up and seemed to grow even larger.

"Oh. I see. Is that all?" She failed to make the smile sincere.

Faith nodded hesitantly.

"You were afraid I'd dislike this new character development and run amok all over your little set?" Reece looked her dead in the eye.

Oh, that's bad. Way too calm.

"Well, sorry to disappoint." she stated, still too calmly for Faith, "I'm very happy actually. Congratulations. This is good for "Judith".

"Thank you." Faith said to her lover's back.

Reece exited the room, her boots clomping across the hardwood floor.

Wait for it...

SLAM!

The actress let out the breath she was holding and threw herself on the bed. She called Cori and filled her in, adding that she should be careful not to get in the way of her angry boss tonight.

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The tall form restlessly paced the length of her club. Sometimes she mumbled, and other times she sneered. The dancers whispered, the patrons stole glimpses. No one looked her in the eye. They 'd heard the rumors and she did, after all, live up to her reputation. If they hadn't witnessed it for themselves they knew someone who had, and they weren't suicidal. But what they didn't know was that Reece Corbett wasn't at all angry, she was a nervous wreck.

As the owner of the most lucrative gentleman's establishment in New York City, The Lounge, Reece already had her hands full. She didn't need this new development. Tonight, the love of her life was going to lie in bed with someone else, and she couldn't do anything to stop it. Feeling very helpless and threatened, she made fists and continued to pace. No one dared confront the agitated woman, but some people never learn.

"Geez, boss, I saw a thing on spontaneous combustion on one of those learning channels... this woman, all that was left was an arm."

Reece looked at Cori like she was speaking Chinese.

"What the hell are you talking about?!?" she yelled.

"I'm just saying, that you should stand outside or something. Don't take us down with you," Cori said rather boredly.

The tall woman glared at her magenta-haired friend.

"Hey, easy tiger, Faith is acting... she's not actually doing anything with the guy. What is the big hairy deal?" The dancer shrugged. "She did more up on that stage with me."

Reece narrowed her eyes. "And that's supposed to make me feel better?" She stomped off to her office to brood.

Faith was lost in thought. Here she was, with a great part on one of the most popular TV shows, and she was miserable. Why? Because Reece is miserable, that's why. She sighed sadly. It's just a show... Why is she reacting like this?

"Excuse me, Miss Big Bad Wolf, could you stop huffing and puffing? You're blowing all the powder off the brush."

John, the makeup artist, had just spent 15 minutes covering her hickeys, and just had to comment.

"Oh, sorry. I'm just thinking." Faith sighed heavily again, this time through her nose.

"Well then, could you not think so hard?" Finding yet another little bruise he sighed himself. "So Louise, how long have you been together?"

"Almost 5 months. Why do you keep calling me that?"

"Because I call all the men Mary." He covered the last mark with a flourish. "Aaaanyways, you can tell Mr. Wonderful that pissing on his property like a dog is quite the neon sign of insecurity." He lifted her chin to survey his work.

Faith paled slightly.

"Gorgeous! I'm just guessing here, but I think someone's been having a lover's spat? You know, I can see how he would be bothered by you kissing another man, any normal person would. You are stunning."

She got a little nauseous. Normal? Reece?

"If I were into women, HA! you get it?" Slightly indignant at the lack of response, he continued anyway. "Hokaaay, like I said, If I were into women, which thank god I'm not, I can't figure you out anyway, and I mean that 'you' collectively.."

"John, I'm getting old."

"Righty then, I'd be following you around all day."

Oh god.. I'm such a moron! She jumped up from the chair. "I gotta go make a phone call!"

"Women." John rolled his eyes.

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Reece sat behind her desk with her head thrown back over the top of the chair. She had been in this position for nearly an hour and it was making her scalp feel funny and her lips numb. She groaned out loud, making the poor auditor even more uncomfortable than he already was. The lightheadedness was much better than looking at Roy's latest distraction sitting across from her, so she spun the chair around a few hundred times. Fuck Roy and his rat- infested Playhouse! If it weren't for that dickless shit head, I'd be....what? I'd be stalking Faith and I know it. She stopped spinning. Why does she have to kiss this Jim guy? What if she likes it? Man, and they gotta lay all over each other in bed too. On freaking TV! God, if that Jim gets the slightest woody.. heh. Why shouldn't he? He better get a fucking hard on if he knows what's good for him. Reece's eyebrows met in a frown. What the hell am I saying?!? I gotta calm down. As soon as this moron leaves I'll go speak to ole Jim boy and make sure he keeps that tongue where it belongs. Fucking Roy! I have every right to march right over there and...

"Ms. Corbett?"

Reece just grunted from her current position.

"I was saying, It seems that these books are fine. You keep impeccable records. You run a tight business, ma'am."

Reece didn't move but held up a hand to point at the man. "Thanks. Don't ever call me ma'am again. K?"

He looked at the strange woman, who appeared headless for most of this session. "Are you alright?"

"Peachy. You can go now."

"Um, ok. Well, I suspect you have other things to do...Thank you for your time, Ms. Corbett."

Reece's hand just made shooing motions.

The auditor was met by Sarge and escorted quickly through the club. He was glad to be out of there to escape the pounding music but also the odd woman who made him feel more uncomfortable than the dildo standing on her desk. God, she was wierd.

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The phone rang, making Reece jump up and giving her a good case of vertigo."Fuck!"

"What?!" she yelled into the receiver. There was a long pause.

"Uhm, hi."

Reece sat straight up in her chair. "Faith?"

"Yeah." There was awkward silence.

"Are you ok? What's wrong?"

"I just called to tell you that I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking about your feelings, Reece..." she paused to place the words in order. "This must be hard on you, you must feel, um, .."

"Sick? Left out? Jealous? Frustrated? Angry?" The words left Reece's mouth like rapid gunfire.

"Whoa baby.. yeah. But I wanted you to know, I love you, ok?"

"Someone is tasting your mouth Faith.. don't you get it?"

"I'll eat an onion if it will make you feel better."

"No. Not at all. I don't like the idea of this one fucking bit... I don't share my things.." Oh crap.

"Wait just a minute. Reece, you do not own me, and I don't like being referred to as property," she said with controlled anger.

"I didn't mean it to sound like that.. really. It just fell out." She ran her hand through her hair in frustration.

"Well? What did you mean?"

"I just hate this. I'm so happy for you, and at the same time...I don't know what to say without making you angry. I don't want his or anyone else's lips touching you but mine." The last part was a whispered admission.

"Can we talk about this when I get home? I'm not angry with you baby. I know you're happy for me, but I also know how upset this makes you feel."

"Can you make believe it's me you're kissing?"

"Are you sure that's what you want? That could get dangerous." She chuckled nervously. "Besides, I'd know your lips anywhere." she stated confidently.

"On second thought, make believe it's Pepe."

They both chuckled at that.

"I gotta go, they're calling me to the set."

"Soo, then, this is it?" Reece sounded crestfallen.

"Um, yeah, it is. I love you Reece."

"Me too Faith."

"I always know."

The tall woman stretched herself out on the couch.

Ok, it's just a job. Like Cori said, they did way more up on that stage than she'll be doing with him. But she never kissed Cori. The tension headache came back. Reece rubbed her temples. She got up and cleared off her desk, sticking the dildo back in her coat pocket. The only reason it had been on the desk in the first place was because that had been the last place she'd used it. An evil grin graced her lips as she thought about that particular time. She'd know my lips anywhere huh? Another wider grin spread on her face.

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After shooting the first half of the scene, there was a disagreement over lighting and everyone took a break. The writers were called onto one of the empty sets for an impromptu meeting by one of the producers. The head writer, Jayme, wasn't at all happy with this and voiced her displeasure loudly.

"There had better be a good reason for this!" She glared at the producer, Charles.

"Oh yeah, trust me. Is everybody here?" He smiled like a three-year-old with a secret.

"Good, if I miss one more week of Nikita, someone's gonna get hurt." Jayme added. The scary thing was, she was serious.

"OK, it seems we have a bit of a problem. Our Judith has a very unusual way of spending her free time."

All heads snapped in his direction.

"And..." the head writer prompted with a hand gesture.

"And... it's a strip joint." he added with a grin.

Nobody seemed fazed. This was NewYork.

"A TITTY club.." he clarifed.

There was a collective "Oh" and Jayme was the first to speak up.

"Who the hell cares? Maybe a friend works there, her sister... fuck, maybe she owns the joint! Wait a minute, how do you know anyway?".

Charles ignored the question. "Or, maybe she's queer. Did you think of that? We don't need any extra shit..especially from a newcomer."

"Of all the homophobic... What shit? She's boffing Jim tonight. It'll air in a few weeks." Jayme, was at the door, ready to leave.

"What I figured..." Charles suggested "is that we make her the campus floozy. Ya know, a new male interest every few weeks?"

"This is insane. The girl could have had to take a leak and walked in there for all you know. You guys figure it out."

Jayme was outta there. "Alright people! Lets get moving! I want to be home by ten!" Campus floozy indeed. I gotta talk to this girl before we lose her. "Um, Faith? Can you come here a sec?"

Not great at apologies, Reece decided to head over to the studio, take Faith out for a ride, maybe even fulfill a little fantasy of hers. When it came to show and tell, Reece was much better at the show part. She grinned. Besides, she could have her little chat with Jim while she was there.

Thankful for the unseasonably warm weather, she mounted the bike and revved her up loudly. The rumbling echoed through the garage and set off a myriad of car alarms. Even though it meant he'd be scrambling around half the night shutting off alarms, Pepe was amused. She's something else, this Reece. In a way, he wanted to be just like her. He even sat on her bike sometimes. He whistled loudly through his teeth and watched as she drove up the ramp and out of sight.

Reece drove past The Playhouse. Idling at the light, she turned her head and looked back at the club. No, you're better than that shit, Reece. Still, she felt all the built-up misplaced anger rise. It had been a long time since she let loose. Too long. Her jaw clenched. Maybe if I just rough him up a little? Not one to analyze, she immediately blamed Roy's annoying antics for distracting her, making her angry, and therefore, making Faith afraid of her. That will never do. The bike peeled away from the light in a screeching left turn. He almost made me fuck this up with Faith! Irrationally furious at Roy now, Reece was out for blood. She circled the block and parked on the sidewalk in front of the bouncer, nearly taking off his foot. She lifted her helmet and with a sneer, dared him to say something. He didn't.

"Wise choice, my man." She patted him condescendingly on his cheek. "Where's my buddy Roy?"

"Who wants ta know?" He gave her a long leering look, puffed himself up, and then arranged his crotch.

Reece snorted, restraining herself from strangling the goon with his own thick gold necklace.

"Charming." She breezed by him towards the door, which he sidestepped in front of.

"Sorry, no ladies without an escort." he grinned.

"No worries." Reece flashed an evil grin. "I ain't no lady." And she pushed him aside effortlessly.

Reece walked in like she owned the place. Many heads turned in hopes that she was the featured dancer tonight. She banged her helmet on the bar and the startled bartender came running.

"Where's the boss?"

The bartender glanced at the woman's eyes and nodded recognition. "He's not here," she lied, throwing a warning glance to the waitress.

"Oh, I see. Thanks for your help" Then she turned to the waitress and flashed a winning smile.

Yikes! Someone should feed her.

"Maybe you would know where Mr. Roy is?" Reece narrowed her eyes seductively.

The waitress nearly swooned. "Oh, I'm Ronnie! He's in his office! " She giggled like a schoolgirl.

Reece inwardly rolled her eyes. She bent her elbow and linked Ronnie's arm through. "Lead on, my fair lady," and the tall woman bowed gallantly, shooting an evil smile at the bartender.

"What the hell was that?" asked a customer.

"Fucking Ronnie...That... is Reece Corbett. Owner of The Lounge and Frankie's former right arm. What she's up to though... never mind. I don't want to know." the bartender shook her head.

"Fuck she's gorgeous.."

"Yeah well, she's equally as dangerous. I hope she leaves Roy at least one tooth. He's ugly enough as it is."

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Reece thanked Ronnie with another bow and a kiss to her hand. The dancer giggled again, and skittered away. Reece spat just in case. Poor girl.

The club owner really needed to get this out of her system. She couldn't afford to have Faith see her lose it. She took a moment to allow "The Animal" to surface, and then with one kick, blew the door clear off the hinges.

Roy hit the deck, nearly pissing himself.

"Ah, glad you remembered how to greet an old friend." Reece grinned ferally.

"Fuck off." he scrambled to his feet.

As Reece advanced with menacing slowness, he backed up slightly.

"You having fun playing games with me Roy? I got no patience for you, or your bullshit." She gestured with her hand, chuckling when he flinched.

"I don't know what the fuck you're talking about. I think you should leave." He was proud and thought that came out rather forcefully.

Reece guffawed.

Roy fumed.

"Oh that's rich. You think.. Oh stop, you're killing me."

Before he saw it coming, her fist was buried deep into his stomach. While he was hunched over, and before his brain had time to register the pain, her knee connected hard with his nose.

"You know what I think, Roy?"

Roy retched at her feet.

Reece squatted down to his level and picked his head up by the hair. "I think you have too much time on your hands."

The blood poured out of his mouth when he responded.

"Please, Reece, don't kill me... "

"Your boredom gave me grief with my woman, it pissed me the hell off. You understand?"

She shook his head for him. "Atta boy. So, I'm going to give you something to keep you busy, and, consequently, out of my affairs. Comprende?"

Roy wasn't stupid. He nodded.

"Thanks, old friend." Wuss.

He flinched at every crash and bang that echoed through his club. He wept. I thought The Animal was dead?

Feeling much better and very adrenalized, Reece hopped on her bike and headed towards the set.

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Jayme had pulled Faith off to the side. "You know, there's a bit of an uproar about you Faith."

"What? What did I do?" she nervously shifted her feet.

"You a dyke?" the head writer asked bluntly.

Faith's eyes widened. "Uh..."

Jayme's eyebrow shot up. "Well I guess that answers that question. You should work on that."

"What does this have to do with anything? Is it Jim?" She felt sick.

"No, but Charles is having a cow over it. You gotta be more discreet about where you hang out, Faith." She put her arm around the trembling actress' shoulder.

"I.. what do you mean where I hang out?"

"Titty clubs? Honestly, I'd have figured you for a leg woman." she joked.

"Oh god..." Faith groaned. "This is so not good." She slumped down to the floor.

"Don't sweat it, Faith. There's quite a few of your type floating around here. Just watch yourself more carefully. Tabloids live on this kind of stuff."

"What do I do now?" the blonde ran her hand through her red-blonde hair.

"I'd say make this look good with James, and maybe Charles will stop birthing farm animals."

Faith buried her face in her hands.

"Keep the stereotype to a minimum. You're famous now babe. Image is everything."

John ran up in a flurry of hand gestures. "Oh Louise! There's this wonderfully intimidating, yet drop dead gorgeous leather clad woman here to see you." He fanned himself dramatically. "And she's on a Harley!" he shrieked.

Faith laid herself out on the floor. "Kill me. Just kill me."

Reece shifted against the bike and re-crossed her ankles. For Christ sake! I'm always waiting for this woman! She heard the loud buzz signaling the start of a scene. She was debating whether or not she should have mentioned Faith's name at all. Wonder who sissy cakes is? Token gay boy? She chuckled and shifted again. Lifting her hand to pick at her nails she noticed the blood. Ah crap. Gotta clean this. Looking around at the barren streets, she decided to slip into the studio despite her agreement with Faith not to come inside. They both figured it was better off not to feed the spark of jealousy that would surely burn out of control if Reece ever saw Faith in another's arms. Make believe or not, the tall woman got stomach cramps just thinking about that. Reasoning to herself that blood on her hands would be much more difficult to explain than getting caught, she went for it. There's gotta be a bathroom close by.

Once inside, she peeked around a corner and saw the lounge. She snuck in quietly and took care to wash with the barest minimum of noise. On the way out, she again heard the buzzer and saw the red light go out. It sounded like a flurry of activity had begun. Just one look ain't gonna hurt.. no one seems to know I'm here anyway... Reece tiptoed to the opening in the prop wall and glanced around quickly. Everyone seemed to be scrambling around willy-nilly. Disorganized chaos came to her mind. Spotting Faith walking arm in arm, giggling almost evilly with the show's star, Michele, Reece smiled.

They walked and talked till they came to a stop almost three feet from where Reece was hiding.

"So, John tells me a certain someone single-handedly depleted his supply of cover-up. Anyone I know?" Michele shoulder-bumped Faith and grinned.

Faith's hand immediately shot to her throat, and she blushed.

"Uh huh. I thought so." the actress nodded. "So, who is he? Anyone I know? Famous?"

"Wait a minute." Faith laughed. "Nosy much?"

Just then two more actresses ran over, both smiling like they knew something. It made Faith nervous. Reece took the opportunity to get a good look at the women Faith was so closely associating with. All three very pretty women, but as different as night and day. I could be happy working with these chicks every day, she mused.

"Soooo..." Alison started "Rumor has it you're family."

"Family?" Faith repeated, desperately trying to play dumb. How the hell?

The tall woman in the shadows winced.

"Oh come on, Faith," Ali teased. "You know what I'm talking about. Sisters, wink wink nudge nudge?"

"Oh, that kind of family." she swallowed nervously, not really ready for this conversation.

Michele raised her eyebrows and grinned. Faith was just gorgeous and this information made her stomach tingle. Her fame and Emmy award forced Michele to keep her personal life hidden. So hidden, in fact, that it was nonexistent. If I could be alone with Faith under the guise of working.. well... The thought alone made her knees weak. Easy girl, it's been way too long.

Reece did not like the look on Michele's face and made a mental note to add her to her list of chats.

"Hey, it's nothing to be worried about, really." Sandy put her arm around Faith's shoulders and gave a squeeze. We're not going to rat you out. It's not my style anyway."

John bounded up like a puppy, and Faith groaned.

"What are we chatting about, girlfriends?"

"As a matter of fact, yes. Speaking of.." Ali gave Faith a questioning look.

"Ooo, she's??" He hit himself in the head a few times. "My gaydar must need new batteries, because you, Louise... I never even thought.."

"Yes, our Louise." Sandy sobbed and wiped her eyes dramatically. "We're so proud," she smiled.

Reece frowned at the women, John included. At least Faith had a crowd. That was important. But how did they know?

"Thank you guys, I appreciate the love, but Charles is supposedly birthing large farm animals over this. What do I do?" she whined.

"Tell him to fuck off. It works every time." Alison stated confidently.

"Uh huh. But how do we explain the walking billboard for queer stereotypes waiting outside for our 'Miss Judith'?" John asked seriously..for once.

Reece sneered.

All eyes turned to Faith, who blushed furiously. "She's uhm.. that's my..."

"Who's this?" Michele cut her off and started walking towards the exit, quickly followed by Sandy and Ali.

"NO! Please... don't go out there and stare at her... please! Faith panicked.

"And why not? She gonna run away? I just want to know who was lucky enough to practically eat you up alive." Mish laughed.

John put his head down guiltily.

"Oh? Do tell," Alison urged the makeup man.

"Big mouth." Faith glared at him.

John pointed all over his neck. "It was the most scandalous thing to happen here in a long time Louise. Give a bored soul a break" He batted his eyelashes and pouted.

Happy that the women weren't coming to gape at her, Reece beat a hasty exit.

"Oh puullease John. You'd find scandal on a toothpick given the chance." Sandy smiled at Faith reassuringly. Come on, we're almost done for tonight." She and Faith walked away from the others.

"Does everyone know?" Faith asked.

"I dunno, but don't worry, we're here for you. Just watch Michele, she looked hungry."

"Thanks for the heads up. So was that the extent of the gay crowd?"

"Yeah, but I'm not too sure about Jayme. I think even she doesn't know what she wants. Possibly asexual."

"Pity, she's very easy on the eyes." Faith grinned. She liked Sandy.

"So Faith, does she have a name?"

"Reece. Reece Corbett"

"Oh, that expression... priceless."

"It shows huh?" Faith smiled.

"It screams."

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"CUT! That's it for tonight, everyone. Faith, can I see you for a minute?"

"Yeah, what, Chucky?" She saw him wince and smirked.

"James tells me you're not doing your best in the kissing scenes. Improve."

"How would he know what my best was?" She was insulted.

"Maybe you'd rather be with Travis?"

"Why don't you have me do both?" she grumbled.

"Look, I don't need your attitude. I'm trying to help you. We have to make this believable or you're going to be tossed into the background real quick. A piece of furniture. Can't fire you, discrimination and all..."

"Wait a fucking minute.." Faith saw red.

"Hey," Charles put up his hands. "I'm not the perv who's been hanging around in tit clubs." he smirked.

"Maybe you should, you uptight mother--"

"Faith! Can I see you?"

"What!" she yelled at Alison, who grabbed her elbow and dragged her away from Charles.

"Son of a bitch is smirking!" Faith was very angry.

"Babe, no need for this. Just relax. He cannot do anything drastic to your character. 'Judith' has 40% of the female cast fan mail. You're a teenage boy's wet dream. You have the upper hand.. use it."

Faith calmed a bit. "I do?" she asked skeptically.

"Yes, you do. I know how moronic Charles is sometimes, but, please, just blow him off. It makes work so much better. And he is the only one who acts like that."

"Thanks Ali. He really pissed me off." she chuckled. "What do I do about Jim though?

"Honey, no matter what you heard, pretend. Make believe it's your Reece."

"I would know her mouth anywhere." She shivered at the thought of Reece's mouth.

"OK, pretend she's drunk, or drugged." Alison shrugged. "Either way, the more real it looks, the less you have to deal with Chucky."

"You know, it just may work." Faith grinned.

"So she's a good kisser?" Alison winked.

"Good? No. Fantastic, wonderful, breathtaking, amazing.." Faith shivered again.

"Ok, ok. I'm officially jealous." she pouted.

"With good reason, Alison. With good reason."

"Well then, you better get going. I hear your chariot awaits."

Faith smiled evilly. "Oh yes, my chariot." She hugged Alison and darted off.

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Reece waited patiently--well, as patiently as Reece was capable of. Her mind was working a mile a minute processing everything she'd heard, then going through it again. She was afraid that Faith would be angry with her for showing up, but she couldn't leave now. She's gonna be pissed at me. Shit! Why did I come here anyway? By the time the door opened to let out the crew, she was more than just antsy, she was actually fretting.

John spotted her and waved. She nodded her head and looked past him for Faith's head.

Suddenly he was right in front of her.

"Sooo, you're Mr. Wonderful huh?" He looked her up and down.

Reece stood tall and folded her arms across her chest.

"Ok.. heh heh. I'm afraid of you. No need to get all butch."

She had to grin, however slightly.

Michele strode by, took in the tall body and made a sour face. That reminded Reece.

"Hey, TV star."

Michele pointed to herself and looked around. The others took notice and stood closer.

"Yeah, you, a word please?"

"What." Michele stated boredly.

"Cut the crap, girl. Find other things to fantasize about. That particular subject is off limits."

Michele blushed. "I don't know what you're talking about. You don't scare me." She stood defiantly.

"But I should. Spoiled brats like you get on my nerves. And I'm not so pleasant when I'm angry." Reece gave her a dangerous smile.

Michele gulped, embarrassed in front of her peers, and stomped off.

"Oh and sweetie? Be sure to tell all your friends," she smirked.

Alison and Sandy stood by John, all three grinning. Reece thought they looked like those monkeys and shook her head. Leaning once again against her bike, she turned to the peanut gallery.

"What's taking her so long?"

"She had something to take care of, she'll be right out." Alison offered, somehow knowing that telling her the truth would have a very negative and messy result.

Sandy stepped forward and offered her hand. "Nice to meet you, I'm Sandy."

Reece shook her hand and nodded. "Reece, same here."

"Faith's one lucky woman if you ask me." she added.

"I didn't, but thanks." She smiled a little when Sandy frowned.

Faith walked outside and the devious grin she had on fell off. Oh no. I hope they didnít tell her what's going on.

Reece's relieved expression made Faith grin again.

"It's about time. I was gonna sic the Mary on you."

"Hey!" John huffed. "You worked me today Spike. A little less suction next time?"

Reece and Faith both shot him a look. The shorter woman wrapped her arms around the taller one, who bent down and covered her mouth with her own.

"Uh oh... I think that's our cue," Sandy whispered, and all three disappeared.

"MM, missed me?" Faith mumbled against soft lips.

"Like crazy," Reece mumbled back.

A few heated kisses later, Reece marveled at how kissing Faith made all her troubles dissipate. All that mattered was the mouth she was tasting and the body she was holding.

"I have a surprise for you." she whispered.

Faith narrowed her eyes. "I always did like it when you surprised me."

Reece wanted to take them to a secluded little spot near Washington Square Park, but they never made it there. Putting Faith behind her on the bike wasn't the good idea she'd thought it was, and she had to pull over and put her in front. If she hadn't, they would still be idling at the stoplight in the middle of Times Square, giving a show that she thought no one should see for free. So here they were, not five minutes from the spot she had picked out, making out and groping like teenagers on a hot date.

Reece was straddling the gas tank, facing the rear of the bike. She had one arm stretched to the limits, holding on to the sissy bar for balance. The other one was holding Faith's body up against her, as close as possible. They were moving against each other, breast against breast, mouth against mouth. Reece couldn't remember a time when she was so preoccupied with kissing. She couldn't seem to get enough of anything when it came to Faith. She mumbled into the kiss.

"Hmm?" Faith opened her eyes.

"I said I love you" Her blue eyes locked into the startled green ones. Even if she hadn't said it, Faith saw it plain as day.

"Oh Reece." The actress consumed the club owner's mouth once again. The emotion she felt was too intense for words. Surprise...

The tall woman groaned as her tongue was sucked into Faith's mouth. It made her wish another wet warm orifice was engulfing it. She shifted her position to accommodate the twinge in her crotch.

"Babe, that fantasy..." she breathed in Faith's ear.

The blonde shuddered.

"Tell me about it." she purred, sucking the earlobe into her mouth.

"You... me... bike..." Faith groaned.

"What else?" Her mouth traveled around to meet Faith's.

"Mmmm..." The actress hummed her approval. "This is a good start," she replied between kisses.

"I could kiss you for hours," the club owner confessed.

"I could let you," the actress smiled.

"Where do you want me to kiss you?" she whispered in Faith's mouth.

"Lower."

Reece slowly worked her way down into her cleavage and stuck her tongue as far down as the shirt would let her. She was rewarded by a loud moan and another thrust against her abdomen. With both hands occupied, she tried to lift the shirt up with her teeth. Faith gasped when she felt the suction on her ribcage. Unable to wait, Reece closed her teeth around Faith's hard nipple through the shirt. The blonde held Reece's head in place and started a rhythmic thrusting against her. The club owner grunted.

"Something you want, Faith?" she teased.

"Touch me dammit!"

"Show me where." She knew she was playing with fire, and it was getting her so hot.

Faith unwrapped her legs from around Reece and pulled the arm out from behind her. She fell back onto the bike seat and braced her feet on the handlebars. She shoved Reece's hand between her legs and pushed her hips up.

"Oh, my baby's pretty horny huh?" she chuckled as Faith's crotch was practically eye level now.

The blonde whimpered when Reece put pressure behind her hand. "Open my pants." she demanded.

"Yeah? I thought we'd just..." Reece raised an eyebrow. Public displays were ok with strangers, but Faith?

"Shut up and touch me... now!" Faith opened her own pants

Reece looked around quickly. Seems deserted. She shrugged. She was still afraid they'd get caught. "Hey, c'mere. I got a better idea." She got up off the bike and sat in the passenger's seat, pulling Faith into a sitting position in front of her. She took a deep breath of Faith's neck and shivered. "I love the way your skin smells."

Faith took hold of both Reece's hands and squeezed them to her chest. She craned her neck and wet her lips. Her unusually mushy lover was making her heart swell. Reece took the bait and kissed her senseless. Faith guided one hand under her shirt, the other inside her underwear. She let out a loud satisfied sigh when long fingers found her nipple.

The club owner slid her fingers into the slick folds and groaned. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on the feelings as a rush spread throughout her body. Her fingers explored, rubbed and circled, giving her aches of empathy. She pinched and rolled with both hands, Faith bucking against her, groaning. She tried to enter her lover, but cursed her big hands as she struggled to maneuver in such a tight place. "Fuck!"

Sensing her lover's frustration, Faith had an idea. "Just stay there baby." She drew her arms up behind her and wrapped her hands around Reece's neck. Shifting just a bit, Faith started moving herself against the long fingers.

Reece felt her adrenaline pump. "Oh yeah," she groaned. "Do it for me Faith." She looked down the length of her actress's arched body and the visual was getting her more turned on by the second. She began to rub and pinch Faith's nipples harder.

"That feels so good." Faith whimpered. Her slow steady movement allowed her to savor the sensations. Reece allowed this to go on until she thought her heart would explode out of her chest.

"You feel so good... so wet..." Reece angled her hand so two of her fingers were just entering Faith but not all the way. The blonde jerked, and tried to get them inside, but couldn't.

"God... come on!" She begged.

"What do you want?"

"Inside, please..." Faith gasped.

Reece plunged her fingers inside fast, causing a long sexy moan from her lover. Faith started to ride the fingers, slowly at first, but quickly building speed.

"Reece... oh god..." the actress whimpered.

Reece felt an orgasm start to build. She blinked a few times and wondered how the hell that could happen when no one was touching her. "You have no idea what you're doing to me." she whispered into Faith's ear.

"Gonna come baby..." The smaller woman impaled herself one last time and ground down onto Reece's palm. She yelled out and threw her head back. She was met with a hungry mouth and a devouring kiss. The sound of Faith's strangled cry, combined with the feeling of her silky muscles throb around her fingers, caused Reece to join her and groan loudly.

Faith felt the body fall against her back and tremble. After a moment to recuperate, she pulled back from the kiss to study Reece's face. "Did you just come?"

"Yeah, I think I did." she answered breathlessly.

"Wow... thank you." Faith stared at her.

"Thank me?"

"Yeah." she kissed Reece again. "For the fantasy, and the compliment."

The club owner blushed a little before composing herself and lifting the kickstand.

"Reece! My pants are open!"

"Yeah, and mine are wet. We'll be home in a sec... I want more." She brought the bike to life. Faith rolled her eyes in mock annoyance. "What else is new."

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Violet and Cori were just sitting down to some coffee after a very adventurous shower.

"Cor? Get me some more sugar?"

The dancer ran over and sat in her lap.

"Well then, if I could pour you in my cup, I would." She replied with a kiss.

"If I wasn't sliding off your lap, I'd sit here all day. Ew. When is the heat going to be fixed?" Cori made a sour face and fetched the sugar bowl.

"I spoke to the landlord's machine yesterday." Violet shrugged.

"I guess I shouldn't complain. I like you in your underwear." The dancer wiggled her eyebrows.

"You'd like me in a potato sack."

"I'd like to be the potato sack. With or without an 'e.'"

"You're insane babe." Violet chuckled.

Cori picked up the kitchen knife and made "Psycho" noises. "Have you met Mother?"

The phone rang and Violet picked up the cordless. "Insane Asylum."

"Uh... hello? This is Brad Rogers. Is Faith there?"

"Hold on a sec." She covered the receiver. "It's Brad, for Faith."

Cori took the phone. "Have you been a good neighbor, Mr. Rogers?"

"Faith?"

"It's Cori, the disappointing freaky chick. You really gotta lighten up honey. What can I do you for, Brad?"

Cori nodded, hmmed, and nodded again.

"Ok Brad, will do. Thanks." She hung up the phone and pursed her lips.

"Spill it." Violet prompted.

"The agency got a phone call yesterday, from a Mr. Quinn Ashford. Faith's father. He wanted to know how to contact his daughter."

"What did they say?"

"Nothing, yet. They forwarded the call to Brad's voicemail, and he just found it this morning. Being that he was looking to find Faith, Brad thought it might be a good idea to talk to her first."

"Good man. So, what are you waiting for? Call her."

Reece grabbed her gym bag and was on her way out the door when the phone rang. She chuckled when she heard Cori's heavy breathing on the answering machine. The tone of the dancer's voice made her stop and listen.

"Hey baby... whaddya wearing?

Reece chuckled.

Come on sexy momma.. talk to me..." Cori choked on an inhale. "Fuck me. See, Reece? I'd make an awful perv. Pick up, I gotta talk to you."

Reece stifled a loud laugh, not wanting to wake up Faith.

"Moron."

"Ooo, I love you too, boss," and she blew a kiss.

"Well speak. I'm halfway out the door."

"I got a call from Brad just now... Faith say anything to you about her parents?"

"What does one have to do with the other?" Reece was getting annoyed.

"Faith's dad called the studio looking for her. You know, she hasn't mentioned much to me about them, what about you?"

"Um, nothing. We never uh..got around to it?" Reece kicked the door closed, sat down and took off her jacket.

"No need for excuses, babe, we all know how chatty you can be." Cori laughed.

"Yeah well..." The club owner frowned. Why didn't she tell me about them? Was I supposed to ask?

"Hey, don't get all stupid now, Reece. What do you think we should do? You think she'd freak out that her parents found her?"

"Why is this all of a sudden "us"? Shouldn't Faith be the one.." Then it dawned on her. "Oh, if that were the case, her parents wouldn't be looking for her."

"So, should we tell her?"

"If anything, I'd like to find out why she left in the first place. It can't just be her dad's attitude. Something had to happen. She's just not like that."

"If she was that lacking in patience, you wouldn't have lasted a day, legs."

"Thanks asshole. I think there's a difference there."

They both sighed, brains working too hard this early in the morning.

"Cor, why don't you meet me at the gym. Faith's still sleeping, and then she's got a hair dye appointment..."

"Hold it! A girl never dyes her hair.. learn that."

"A freak on the other hand..."

"Oh, you're a riot. It must piss you off that they fuck with her hair on that show."

"Nah, red, blond, it's all the same to me. She's still mine."

"Oh please, I'm gonna swoon from the romance. I'll be at the gym in half an hour."

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Faith lay in bed for a long while after Reece had left. She'd picked up the phone before Reece did, thinking her lover had already gone. Now she had a stomachache. She felt a little guilty for listening in, but mostly sick about her parents. What the hell do they want from me? This is not good. My father will flip out if he knows I'm living here with Reece. God, he'll flip out if he finds out she owns a strip club!

She threw the pillow on her face. Maybe if I keep it here, I'll starve myself of oxygen and fall blissfully asleep. Mom. She'll drop dead if she finds out I'm sleeping with a woman. Fuck. She rolled over on her stomach and hugged Reece's pillow. It calmed her down. What are Cori and Reece going to do? Hide it from me? Lie to me, confront my parents? Reece will flip out if my dad says something typically derogatory about me. Oh god no... if my father pisses her off...shit. Everything was fine. Why did they have to come into the picture?

Faith groaned and had a tiny tantrum in the bed. She kicked her feet and punched the mattress. Oh yeah, that was mature. I'm an adult! Why do they make me feel like a kid? I don't have to justify anything to them! This is ridiculous. I'll just tell them flat out. Mom, Dad, Reece is my lover. Then after we revive Mom and bail said lover out of jail for attacking Dad after he slaps me... we can all go out for pastry.

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Reece was nearly done when the dancer came bouncing into the gym. She flopped herself down spread-eagle on the floor at the club owner's feet.

"Whoa, nice view, boss. I need coffee."

Reece did another squat, blowing out a long breath.

"Oh yeah, that's very nice form." Cori drooled.

"Oh, that's what you were gawking at? My form?" She squatted again.

"Soooo lovely. I'll dream about this you know."

The tall woman lifted the barbells off her shoulders and shook out her arms. "Show's over."

"Oh well, you get what you pay for." Cori fanned herself. "I swear, Reece, whatever force created you, was a lesbian."

Heads turned curiously towards the pair.

"Great, as if I need more of an audience." Reece shook her head and stalked off to the lockers.

Cori jumped up and followed after her. "Oh really, Reece. Like you don't notice the entire gym staring at you? Please."

"No, I don't, thank you. But now, I'm sure they will since you declared god to be a lesbian." She stepped out of her shorts and twisted out of her wet tank top. She wiped the sweat off her naked torso.

"She's gotta be." Cori's eyes bugged out. "Look at you!" she yelled louder than intended.

Reece looked around at the few women who had followed the dancer's instructions and were now openly staring at her.

"What!? You never saw a woman in her underwear?" she growled at the poor women.

"Uh, babe? I don't think they got that far down yet."

Reece threw her sweaty clothes at Cori and tossed on sweats. "Oh, I'm bending over now, ladies." And she tied her sneakers. The women hurried to get to their own business, properly embarrassed. Reece chuckled.

"What's so funny?"

"I was hoping to fart while I bent over."

"And here you call me the freak."

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Faith arrived on set early and plopped down heavily in John's chair.

"Buck up, Buttercup!" he smiled and danced.

"Shut up, John."

"Ew." The make up artist frowned. "If it isn't Suzy Sunshine." He replied sarcastically. "I'd have thought you got yours last night."

"Just do my hair please. I'm not in the mood for chatting."

"Again I say.. ew."

Faith shook her head defeatedly.

"Oh come on, Faith. It can't be all that bad? Was Spike a bad girl?"

"It has nothing to do with Reece. My parents are annoying me."

John smiled triumphantly."Oh? What about?" He put the apron on her. "Speak up, honey, I can't hear you."

"That's because I'm not saying anything."

"If you hadn't noticed, I'm a really good listener."

"And a blabber, too." she glared at him.

"Yeah well, I swear I won't repeat this. Cross my heart and hope to die, stick a penis in my eye."

"Somehow, I don't see a penis in your eye as an act of torture."

"In some countries it is, Louise." He shook his head solemnly.

"Oh alright. I left my parents, and my life, back in Long Island where they belong. I moved here, got a job, met a talent scout and got this job."

"Aaaand, there's scandal in there somewhere just screaming to get out."

"Yes and no. To us, it's not scandal. To my parents, it's horrifying."

John jumped up and down. "Scandal and horrifying all in the same breath!"

"Easy there, honey." Faith chuckled, glad he could make her laugh.

"Well? I'm plotzing here!"

"Ok, I first got a job as a waitress, in Alphabet City. My apartment was a rat and roach infested nightmare, but I had no skills and couldn't make a better living. Then I met Cori, she's well, she's sorta different. " She glanced at John who was wide-eyed, waiting for more. "Cori is an exotic dancer..."

"Oh goody! A stripper! Here's the scandal! " He tipped her head down to spread the color lower.

"Sooo, she thought I'd make a lot more tips if I worked as a bartender in the club she works at..you know, get a better place to live." She paused for a second.

"Ok, so.... you got the job, fell madly in love, realized you were gay, and now you can't tell your uptight froo-froo parents that you like to eat..."

"JOHN!" Faith interrupted his assumptions.

"Sorry, I got carried away." He grinned sheepishly.

"You know, you're not too far off there." Faith stared at her feet. "Actually, I was really freaked out by it. I wasn't upset that Cori was gay or that the women took off their clothes, though. I was disconcerted by my reaction when I met the owner of the club, Reece Corbett." She blushed.

"Oooh, someone's turning pink. Did you take the job?" John watched as the blush creeped up the back of her bent neck.

"Yeah, and I even danced too."

There was a clattering sound and cursing followed by John's astonished face appearing under hers.

"You mean tassels on the titties dance?"

"Get up. " she laughed. "Yeah, but no tassels."

"Whoo hoo! Girl! You didn't! Scaaaandalous!"

"Yeah, but that's after I told Reece where to go. She came on to me, I let her, but then I freaked out. I blamed it on the alcohol I consumed. Anyway, I danced at a rival club. She showed up there in drag and watched me. It was so cute."

"It's not Shakespeare, but I'll give Butch the 'e' for effort."

"OH, but you should have seen the reaction she had... and what she was wearing..." she blushed harder, and cleared her throat.

"Honey, you know you'll be giving me details at a later date." He thought a second. Hmm, maybe not. To turn that particular shade of red, it has to be entirely too juicy.

"Ok, to make a long story short, my parents are looking for me. They apparently saw me on TV and called the studio. I hadn't told them where I was going, not that they'd care. I really don't have anything to say to them. As a matter of fact, I don't want them in my life anymore, but they're my parents for Christ's sake. Part of me wants them to approve of me, and the other half wants them to fuck off. My mom's not so bad, but I soo want to see my father's face when he sees Reece."

"I wanna see too! Oh yeah! You gotta have her take him for a spin on the bike! Or how about if you put Spike on a leash or..."

"John, I hardly think.."

"Faith, listen, play with this! It's a lot more fun than getting sick over it. Have them come stay by her house and everything! At least think about it. The possibilities are endless."

Faith cocked her head and thought. He has a mighty good point there don't he? Play with it. Hmmmm.

After a yawn that threatened to swallow Cori's face, Reece led the dancer to the coffee shop.

"Hey boss, this is the booth Faith and I had that first night, you know, the night we saw you and that tramp on your bike."

"Which one?" Reece took a long swallow of caffeine and sighed.

"The night, or the tramp?" Seeing the look aimed at her, Cori continued. "The night you made an asshole out of yourself, and frightened Faith right out of The Lounge."

"Oh, yeah." The club owner looked uncomfortable. "You called me a pussy cat, Cor, it was humiliating."

"Have you looked at yourself lately? The phrase contains the word pussy..." she smirked.

Reece glared at the dancer. "What's that supposed to mean, Freak?"

"Well, if the whip fits..." Cori motioned to the waitress for more coffee.

"You're calling me pussy whipped!?! I thought you valued your life a bit more than that..."

Cori saw the muscles in Reece's jaw clench. "Easy tiger, you say that like it's a bad thing. It's not, I think Faith was the best thing that happened to you."

"I hardly call that a compliment. I am not whipped." She slapped her hand on the table, drawing a few looks.

"You know, I'd think you were tired of all the attention today." Cori teased.

"This conversation is not over. We came here to talk about Faith's parents, didn't we? So talk." The club owner took a deep breath and put her agitation aside.

"Hokay. Here's what I think..."

"Oh no, not that. I don't want to hear any of your brilliant ideas. How about we just ask Faith what she wants to do?" Reece raised her eyebrow.

"I was thinking more along the lines of you meeting them first and beating some sense into them." Cori grinned.

"Her parents? Why would I do that?"

"That's what I want to do. They hurt her. Faith hasn't a nasty bone in her body, it kills me to think that she was so miserable she had to leave."

"You have a point, Cor, but they're her parents. I don't know."

"Think about it, Reece. She was working in a shithole and living in a tenement. She went from riches to rags. Why would she do that unless there was no other choice?"

"If it weren't for her leaving home, I never would have met her, Cor. I want to slap her parents around as much as I want to thank them." Reece frowned and narrowed her eyes.

Cori studied Reece's expression. "You pissed off she never brought it up?"

"And that I never thought to ask. I must be stupid or something. I suck at this 'relationship' thing. Why does she stick with me?"

Knowing it was a rhetorical question, Cori stared into her mug, while Reece beat herself up.

"Because I love you, asshole."

Reece blinked a few times and Cori blushed.

"Well, scoot over, unless you want me to sit on the table." Faith shoved Reece over with her hip.

"Hi, just talking about you, Red." Cori glanced at Faith.

"So I heard." Faith kissed Reece on the cheek and put her head on her shoulder. "So, tough guy, you wanna beat up my parents?" She smiled at her lover.

"How long were you standing there?" The club owner looked embarrassed.

"Long enough to know that I love you two for trying to protect me, even if you are sneaky little bastards."

"Yeah well, it was Cori's idea." Reece shot Cori a glare.

Cori pointed to herself and acted shocked.

"No, really, it's ok." Faith pushed Reece's mug toward the waitress and gladly accepted the coffee.

"Well, what do you want to do, Faith? Are you going to call him back?" Cori leaned forward across the table towards her.

"I already did." she answered nonchalantly.

"What? But how did you..." Reece was confused.

"I wasn't asleep, baby, leave it at that." She kissed Reece on the lips. "You are so cute, you know that?"

"Faith! I am not cute!" Reece was adamant.

"Yeah, and you're not whipped either." Cori added with a chuckle.

"I'll show you what whipped feels like, Freak!"

"You do not want to go there, Reece."

"Children, do I have to separate you?" Faith laughed.

"But she started." Cori whined then stuck out her tongue. Reece tried to grab it but missed.

Faith just shook her head. "You two are impossible, I really don't know why I love you."

Reece wiggled her eyebrows and smirked.

"Oh that's certainly part of why I love you." Faith leaned over and kissed Reece's lips. "Sexy."

"Oh, no, you don't! Don't start that here. So, what's the deal with your parents?" Cori asked.

"They're going to come to the city for a few days." Faith had a devious grin. "You know, see how the other half lives."

"Uh-oh... Reece, I don't like that look."

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"NO! N-O!" Reece shouted.

Faith threw herself on the couch. "Come on, baby, it's just for a few days."

"Faith, I have no idea how to act in front of your family. I don't want to be uncomfortable in my own house! No."

"Honey, look..."

"No."

"But..."

"Let them stay at Cori's house."

"Reece, I want to show them up, not freak them out. They'll run screaming from..."

"Faith, please, I don't even know the concept of parents. Don't do this to me." Reece closed her eyes, fighting off the building anger.

The actress got a sick feeling in her stomach. "Oh, baby... I'm sorry..." She felt terrible at her lover's admission. "I wasn't thinking."

Reece sat down next to Faith and took her hand. "Look, I'd love to make your parents feel welcome, but I don't know how. What if I...what if they make you upset..." she shook her head, not wanting to continue.

"I know you won't do anything to hurt me. I trust you honey, I do. I swear, you can't embarrass me if you tried."

Faith crawled onto Reece's lap and lay her head on her chest. "I love you. I'll put them up in a hotel room. I'm sorry, I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Ok?"

Reece sighed. I can do this. They're her parents for fuck's sake! She tightened her hold around Faith's body and kissed her head. I have a perfectly good guestroom.... It'll make Faith happy. Reece frowned. I am whipped. She rubbed her cheek on Faith's hair. If I can't handle it, I'll just find something to do at the office.

"Ok, Faith, They can stay here."

The actress lifted her head up and stared at Reece curiously. "What just happened there?" She tapped her finger on her lover's head.

"I changed my mind. I wouldn't want them to have to wake up to Cori and her freaklet in the morning." She pretended to shiver.

"Oh Reece, thank you so much." She grabbed her ears and kissed her soundly.

"Oh yeah. Do I get another thank-you party?"

"If that's what you want." Faith bent down to kiss her again.

"I want, I want." Reece accepted the kiss and stood up with Faith wrapped around her.

"Well, we better hurry then, they're due here in two hours."

Reece dropped Faith and looked around frantically. "Two hours!? Why didn't you tell me?"

Faith watched from the floor as Reece ran into the kitchen and came back out with handcuffs and some leather straps.

"Honey, as much as I'd like to explore that world, now is not the time."

"That's not what I'm doing..." Reece stopped in her tracks. "What? You do? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Honestly, it never came up." Faith blushed.

"Oh baby! Hold that thought." She bent down and kissed Faith. "Help me parent-proof the house. Grab the dildo from in the video cabinet, will ya?"

"What in god's name is it doing there?" The actress looked towards the cabinet.

"You never know." Reece shrugged. "Oh, and there's some lube in the candy dish by the lamp."

Faith watched, astonished, as Reece disappeared into the guestroom with a shopping bag. I really shoulda found some snoop time huh? She chuckled then gathered the items she was looking for. She gave this new dildo the once-over. Hmm, nice, balls and everything...cherry flavored lube? She shivered. Now she tells me. This is going to be a very long few days.

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Faith watched from the doorway as her parents exited the limo. Her stomach turned upside down and she felt like she had to go to the bathroom. She grimaced as her mother received a dirty look. She'd obviously said something that her father didn't like. Then he turned and gave Faith the same look. Her stomach twisted again and she squeezed her butt muscles tightly and prayed she wouldn't do something stupid like shit her pants. Why do they *do* this to me?

"Mom, Dad." She stepped aside to let them in.

"That color is horrible, Faith dear." Her mother said with a sour face.

"Thanks, mom. Have a good drive?" The actress shut the door behind them and led them to the living room.

"This is your home, Faith?" Her dad gave her a disbelieving look.

"Yeah, you want something to drink, Daddy?"

"I'll have a vodka tonic." her mother answered.

"Marsha, you had quite enough in the car. Your mother will have club soda, I'll have a martini."

"Mom, do you want lemon or lime in that vodka?" Faith ignored her father's comment.

"Lemon, dear, thank you." Marsh hmmph'd at her husband.

"How did you manage such a place, Faith? You couldn't possibly afford this on an actress' salary."

"I don't, Daddy. It's my, um, I share it with someone." Someone who I wish was here right now.

Quinn Ashford accepted his drink and shot his wife a dirty look as she sipped from her own.

"That's nice, dear. Will we meet this someone?"

"Yeah, Mom, tomorrow. She works late." And I have a feeling she'll be working very late.

"Are you going to show us to our room?" Quinn stood up and started inspecting the knick-knacks. Her mom followed suit.

"This is very masculine decor, Faith. Are you sure you're not living with a man?"

"Positive, Mom. Positive." Faith smirked despite the situation.

"Well, I could use something to eat. After you show us around, we'll go out to dinner."

"Quinn, honey, don't make assumptions. Maybe Faith would like to cook for us?"

"No, that's quite alright. I have a very good restaurant picked out for us. You'll love it, Mom, it's French."

Faith led them into the guestroom and opened the bathroom door. Marsha took it all in and Quinn just stood there in the middle of the room.

"You're not living with a drug dealer, are you, young lady?"

"What do you mean by that? Only drug dealers make money in this city?" Appalled at the accusation, Faith responded with hostility.

"Well, you don't make this kind of money doing decent work. Just what does this roommate of yours do?"

"She's an entrepreneur." Faith swallowed and left the room quickly.

"Oh? Really?" She heard her father reply, but ignored him.

"I'm going up to change for dinner. Make yourselves at home."

When she got into the bedroom, she burst into tears for no apparent reason. "What the hell is this?" She sobbed. "Why am I crying?" She was forced to sniff back the tears when the phone rang. Composing herself, she answered.

"Sweetheart? Are you crying?" Reece was already panicking.

"Yeah, but I don't know why. It's frustrating as all hell." She wiped her eyes angrily.

"Did they do anything, say anything? I'll come home right now. Do you want me there?" She was already grabbing for her coat.

"Of course I want you here, Reece, I never want to be away from you. But that's not necessary. You finish up with work, I'll be waiting for you when you get home."

"Are you sure? I'll have Cori take care of the new girls."

Faith laughed. "That's like putting the wolf in the hen house. You'll have 20 new employees in as many minutes." She smiled.

"Well, if you say so. I'd rather be there with you. Not so much your parents, but definitely you."

"You know, we can still..."

"Oh, no, you don't, we cannot still anything. Not with them in the house. You're quite the screamer, baby," Reece teased.

"I happen to recall a rather loud orgasm coming from you, too."

"I did no such thing." Reece acted insulted.

"It went something like: "Oh Faith...Fuck! Baby...Yes!"

"I did not, you liar." Reece was instantly horny hearing her lover imitate her orgasm.

"Oh mmmm...yeah! Fuck me!" Faith continued.

"Ok, Faith, that just made me wet." Reece growled.

"Oh, god, me too. Why did I do that?" the actress groaned.

"Save it for me, babe. I'll be home before you know it."

"I might just have to take care of it myself, you know, take the edge off." Faith threatened.

"Don't you dare, I love your edge."

"Reeeece..." Faith groaned.

"Besides, I'm the one locked in an office with a whole shitload of goodies."

"Oh, so that's where you hid the bag. I was really looking forward to taking that fat dildo into the shower with me."

Reece moaned on the other end of the phone. "Oh, what an image I just got."

"Keep it there, I'm going into the shower now. You better get home at a decent hour."

"Or else..."

"Or else I'll take a lot more off than just an edge, wipe myself all over your pillow and sleep in my parents' room."

"Oh, you wouldn't dare."

"I love you, see you later."

"Me too."

Faith was snoring loudly by the time Reece snuck into the house. The tall woman rolled her eyes and smirked at the sound. Having skipped dinner, She made a beeline for the kitchen, and frowned as the light from the fridge momentarily blinded her. Rummaging around in the brightness, she settled for a half-stale bagel and a bottle of water and made her way into the living room. As she passed by the guest room, the club owner peeked inside, curious to get a glimpse of the people who had created her Faith.

Judging from the lumps under the comforter, Quinn Ashford was at least 5'8", and solidly built. Marsha was about the same size as Faith, and seeing the familiar blonde hair poke out from the covers made Reece grin. She tiptoed around in the dark and sank heavily into the couch, chewing quietly, and listened as the muffled snorts of her lover floated down the stairs. To some, the sounds of the night were unsettling, but to Reece, the noises of the city and the large dark house were comforting, and she relaxed deeper into the couch. Soon enough, she was fast asleep.

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Faith rolled over in the empty bed and frowned. "Well, I didn't really believe that she'd come home last night." She muttered to make herself feel better. "It's not me, it's them. She loves me." She stood up to stretch.

"OH, DEAR GOD!"

His wife's shriek startled Quinn, who was stretching the last vestiges of sleep from his sore back. He jumped up and ran into the living room, his heart racing a mile a minute, his head filling with all sorts of horror stories he'd read about in the New York Times.

Faith was halfway down the stairs in full panic mode when she heard the crash. She jumped the rest of the way in one leap.

"AAH! Quinn!" Marsha screamed once more.

Faith arrived in time to see her dad holding a small statue, about to make contact with Reece's head.

"DADDY! NO! Put that down!" Seeing the odd look on Reece's face, Faith rushed to her side. She was pushed away as the tall woman leapt off the couch.

"Get off! I'm fine." she growled, picking up broken pieces of the pottery that littered the couch.

Faith noticed that her lover was bleeding from her hands. "What just happened here?" the actress demanded of her mother.

"That.. that.. woman grabbed me!" Marsha clutched her Versace robe tighter against her body. "So I hit her with that offensive southwestern pot."

Faith gave Reece the eyebrow and cocked her head.

"Who the hell are you? What are you doing in this house?" Quinn lifted the statue in a threatening manner.

Reece narrowed her eyes, plucked the figurine out of the man's hands and placed it back on the shelf.

"That is a one-of-a-kind piece. I'd like very much that you not touch my stuff."

"Your stuff?" he asked, folding his arms over his chest.

"Yes. This is my house, hence, my stuff." Reece was fuming. It was taking all of her self control not to pick the man up by his nasty BVD's and fling him out the window.

They glared at each other angrily.

The actress was embarrassed.

"Mom, Dad, this is Reece. She's the woman I share the house with," Faith offered as a means of distraction.

"Charmed." Reece bit out sarcastically.

The actress watched as her lover stalked up the stairs. She turned back to her father, who was giving her that look.

"You know, that look may have worked when I was 5, but now it only makes me sick. What were you thinking? How could you do such a thing?"

"That roommate of yours was mauling your mother!"

Faith looked to her mother and she was nodding in agreement, a look of horror on her face, and a fading blush. Curious...

"You are not living here any longer, young lady. I didn't raise you to associate with these...this kind of person! You will move this instant! Deviants, I tell you!"

Unable to listen to the ridiculous ranting of her father any longer, Faith ran upstairs to listen instead to the ranting of her lover.

Reece was pacing in the bedroom, her entire body shaking with tension. Faith anticipated a very combative confrontation.

"Babe, let me take a look at your hands?"

The tall woman stopped stalking and glared at her lover. Faith walked confidently towards her and glared right back.

"I'm in no mood for pride right now, baby, give me your hands."

Reece presented her hands to Faith, and was led into the bathroom to have her cuts tended to.

Grateful that the tall woman was being compliant, the redhead dried the water off with a towel and began applying the band-aids.

"Hon," the actress asked quietly. "What happened down there? Why is mother saying you 'mauled' her?"

"I thought it was you."

"What?!? You what?!" Faith dropped the box of band-aids. "Just what did you do to her?!"

"Babe! I was sleeping, for Chrissake!" The club owner pounded herself in the head. "I felt her walk between my legs and I just pulled her into my lap. It was purely instinctual!" she shouted.

Faith couldn't help herself and started to giggle. The look on Reece's face was absolutely priceless. She had never seen her lover as speechless and startled as she had been when she ran into the living room. And now she knew why. And Mother's face...probably the closest she's come to sex in years. Faith began to laugh outright.

"I am soooo glad you find this amusing! I groped your mother! GOD!" Reece covered her face with her hands and belly-flopped onto the bed. "I can't go down there now!" she groaned.

Faith was guffawing. She knew that if she continued to laugh at Reece's expense, she was going to be in for real trouble. She took several deep breaths and only lost it once before composing herself. After wiping away the tears, she walked over between the long legs and turned Reece over onto her back, the taller woman still covering her head with the pillow.

"Oh, Reece, it's alright." Faith uncovered the club owner's face.

Bright blue eyes carried annoyance with a hint of something Faith was unable to read.

"I'll explain everything to them, ok?" She bent down to give Reece a peck on the cheek but was pulled down and engaged in a very heated kiss.

"Ummm...mmm..." Faith tried to pull away, but was held tighter. Her struggling sounds were replaced by happy ones. "Mm hmm." She wrapped her arms around Reece's neck and pulled her up into a sitting position.

"Oh, wow. What brought that on?" Faith managed to get out before her lips were consumed once more. She pressed herself hard into the leather-covered thigh.

"You were a bad girl last night, Faith." Reece narrowed her eyes and stared at her actresses lips.

"What?" Faith was a bit confused at the change of mood in her lover and pulled back to look at her.

"The pillow.. it smells like you were a bad girl."

"Oh..." Faith blushed.

"Did you actually follow through on your threat?" Reece inhaled the pillow once more.

"Well, I didn't intend to at first." she confessed.

"Then explain how my pillow smells like you?"

"I was only hugging it, really, but then I started thinking about what you said, you know, about the bag of goodies..."

"You pictured me playing with myself?" Reece smirked.

"And the bag." Faith lowered her head. "The pillow was just...there...so I uh..."

"Humped my pillow?" she leered. "I thought I told you to wait for me?"

"I thought you said you'd be home to make love to me." Faith countered.

Reece thought about a reply, but raised an eyebrow instead.

"Uh huh. I thought so." Faith kissed Reece's nose and stood up. "I better go down and see to my parents. They're going to be impossible to deal with, so you stay up here for a while to avoid confrontation. Okay?"

"Sure...you go ahead, tell me you masturbated with my pillow and just leave me hanging here." Reece cupped her crotch for emphasis.

"You just get your hand out of there, woman. Any touching being done over there needs my supervision."

"Hell yeah. Go on.. I'll be waiting for you."

Faith winked and licked her lips as she disappeared out the door.

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"So you see, it was an honest mistake." Faith laughed as she explained the situation.

"I don't like the looks of her one bit, young lady."

"Daddy, please.. she's really a good person. I wish you didn't judge people so quickly by what they look like."

Reece stopped eavesdropping on the stairs when she heard Faith get upset.

"Well, only a crazy person dresses in all leather. Or a..."

"Dad, don't you dare..." Faith warned as she saw Reece coming down the stairs.

"Good morning." offered Marsha.

Reece grunted, still embarrassed.

"Reece, be nice." Faith tossed her a look.

"I had no idea who you were, Mrs. Ashford. I was asleep."

"That's ok. What's done is done." She threw up her hands.

"You call that an apology? What are you, on drugs, maniac? Scaring my wife half out of her wits!"

Shit is he hostile! "That was as good as it gets, Sir."

"Dad, please, let's drop this." pleaseohpleaseohplease..

"Fine. I for one would like to put this whole ugly incident out of my head."

"Yes, let's do that." Reece snapped. "It's not like I enjoyed it."

Faith gave her a pleading look, and Reece's nostrils stopped flaring.

"I started a pot of coffee, Reece, would you like some?" Please calm down, baby, Faith prayed.

"Well, how about if I whip up some breakfast for us, huh?"

"Mom, really, that won't be necessary. I'm not hungry anyway."

"Don't be silly, once you smell the bacon, you'll be ravenous. How about a tour around the kitchen cabinets, honey?"

"Alright, if you insist." Faith shot Reece a look ordering her to comply.

"My mouth is watering already. Mrs. Ashford, if Faith learned how to cook from you, then I can hardly wait."

This time, Faith gave Reece a look that she'd never seen before. Whoa, that's new. Baby's got some temper. She chuckled.

"What exactly do you do, Reece? And what kind of a name is Reece? Irish?"

Great. Which one of those zingers do I want to answer first? "Um, it's Italian, actually...

Faith bit her lip so she wouldn't giggle, earning a curious glance from Marsha.

"It doesn't sound Italian to me." Quinn cocked his head and smiled.

Sure, bait me, asshole. "Reece is short for Theresa."

There was a snicker from her lover.

"Ah, I see. So, Theresa, what kind of business are you in?" Quinn gave Reece an eyebrow.

There was a muffled chortle from beside the cabinets.

"I'm self-employed. I own a business." The club owner fidgeted in her chair. She was torn between making a good impression to please her lover and running out of there as fast as she could.

"I see. What kind of business are we talking about? This is quite a spread you have here."

"I own a gentleman's club." She scowled at Faith.

Faith watched in anticipation as her father and lover had "the" conversation. Her mother had stopped scrambling around the kitchen and stood expectantly at her daughter's side.

"A gentleman's club." he repeated, as his face turned slightly pink.

Reece sat taller and her expression changed to defensive.

"She inherited it, daddy. She was left the club in a will," Faith hurried to offer.

"You own a strip club?"

"Yes, I do. Problem?" Reece clenched her jaw.

"Daddy, calm down. Its not like she's doing anything illegal..."

"Illegal, no. Disgusting, yes." He stood up. "Faith, you are not associating with this pig. She's is a freak, a pervert..."

Reece's eyes were huge. Ok, breathe...10..9...8..7...

Faith could see her lover's chest heaving with anger.

"Quinn, dear, please calm down."

"You are not living with a filthy piece of..."

Reece stood up so fast the chair fell over.

Afraid her premonition of Reece beating her father would come true, Faith tried to calm the situation. "Daddy, Baby, please. Let's not get crazy here."

Faith saw the expression on Reece's face change. Immediately she realized what she had said and swallowed hard.

"What did you call her?" Quinn was furious.

Seeing as Faith seemed to be paralyzed, Reece stepped closer to Quinn.

"She called me Baby." The tall woman leaned down into the angry man's face.

"Faith Ashford! Why would you call this rude and nasty woman such a thing?" He pointed wildly in Reece's face.

6...5...4...3..

"Reece is my lover." The actress glanced in the tall woman's direction.

"Excuse me?" Marsha squeaked

"What did you say?" Quinn sat back down with a thud.

Faith walked over and grabbed her lover's hand. The club owner peered down into frightened green eyes and gave an almost imperceptible nod.

With Reece squeezing her hand, and the safety she felt in her eyes, a wave of confidence washed over the actress.

"I said, Reece is my lover." She smiled.

"Why you filthy little.." Quinn's lunge at his daughter was stopped by the taller woman's crushing grip on his wrist.

"Sir, I suggest you sit back down now." She sneered. When he resisted, her face twisted into a sadistic smile.

"Oh Jesus!" he gasped as he felt his bones close to being crushed.

"I said sit!" Reece snarled.

Faith stood frozen as her father obeyed. She was mortified at the turn of events, and frightened by the look on her lover's face.

"Babe, let go of him. It's ok. Come on."

"Your dyke tried to kill me!" he yelled once he had his hand back.

"Quinn! Stop it this instant! Can't you see she was trying to protect Faith?"

"She's an abomination.." He wouldn't look at her, but he gestured in her direction.

"Yeah, well, I'm an abomination too, Daddy. We love each other. We live here in this house in blasphemy and do horribly perverted things to each other on that table."

"Oh my god... I think I'm going to have a heart attack. You're looking to kill me, aren't you?"

"Daddy, grow the hell up." Faith smiled at her lover, who looked like she was desperately trying not to laugh.

"Good lord, Faith! This is how you repay us for all that we did for you? What else are you gong to surprise us with?"

"Well, I could show you my nipple ring." She smirked as Reece made clicking noises with her tongue piercing. "But then you'd have to give me a dollar."

"Marsha! Listen to your daughter!" he yelled frantically.

"I am," she stated calmly. "And I think she told you, didn't she." She winked at the two women.

"Sir, I suggest you find a hotel to stay in if you cannot treat your daughter with respect. This is our house--you're just visiting." Reece stood behind Faith and held her shoulders. "I don't tolerate idiots too well." She looked down at Faith. "I tried, Babe, I tried."

Faith felt a kiss to her hair, and then the warmth and support of her lover was gone.

"You know, Daddy, you had better lighten up, she could have done some serious damage to you. I won't stop her next time."

"Faith, honey, it's ok. I'll take care of your father. You go on and take care of your, um, friend. I will not leave here under such conditions."

"Thanks, Mom. I apologize for this whole thing." she blew out a breath and headed after Reece. What the hell else can happen today?

The doorbell rang. Faith opened the door to find two police officers on the stoop.

"Can I help you?"

"Is this the Corbett residence?"

"Yeah, that freak is Corbett." Quinn motioned towards Reece.

"Reece Corbett?"

She nodded suspiciously.

"You are being placed under arrest. Palms against the wall.. spread 'em."

"Wait a minute! What are the charges? You just can't walk in here.."

"Faith, honey, it's alright."

"Trespassing, aggravated assault, criminal mischief..."

"Son of a bitch!" The club owner realized what was going on.

"Reece! What the hell is going on?" Faith was panicked, holding on to her lover's arm.

"You have the right to remain silent..."

"Honey, it's ok. It's Roy, I'll be alright. Call Nikki, will ya?"

Faith watched as her mother crumpled to the floor in a swoon, her father stood in shock, and her lover was led out the door in handcuffs.

Cori bounced into The Lounge and was met with the solemn face of Sam.

"What's with the pout, Sarge?"

"You haven't heard?" Seeing Cori's confused look, the bouncer continued. "Didn't Faith call you?"

"Me and Violet spent the day in the city. Why?" The dancer became scared. "Did something happen to Faith?"

"Reece is in jail." Sam put her hand on Cori's shoulder. "Faith called here, frantic."

"Sarge, what the fuck happened? What did she do? Is she ok? Where's Faith?"

"Calm down, Cori, she's ok, everyone's ok. It would seem the boss paid Roy a little visit that she conveniently forgot to mention. Did him good, from what I hear."

"She's in jail for beating up that asshole? God! Don't the cops know it was a good thing?"

"Well, she took the long way out and half the club with her."

Cori snickered at the mental image of Reece trashing The Playhouse. "Did she call Nikki? Should I?"

"No need, that's what Faith called here for. She had to have gotten in touch with her by now. Why don't you give her a ring?"

"Yeah, thanks. I still can't believe she's in jail. Which one?"

"The big one, downtown. They got her at home."

"At home? But Faith's parents are there!" The dancer's eyes went wide.

"There was a blowout of some sort with them too."

"Oh my god. You know, Faith was afraid something would happen, but I bet she never envisioned this." Cori shook her head. "This is the last thing she needed with the parents there and all."

"I heard her father yelling in the background when she called. I asked if everything was ok, and she blew it off."

"She must be thrilled. Lemme go make that call. Later, Sarge."

"Yep, let me know what's going on, ok?"

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The club owner sat handcuffed to the bench in the middle of the precinct. At first they had her in the holding cell, but there was a difference of opinion on who sat where. Reece wanted to sit on the bench inside the cell, but some drunk with piss stained jeans was already there so she moved him. A small brawl ensued and the troublemaker was escorted out, so here she sat, still in yesterday's clothes, tired and angry.

"You know there, Stretch, there was no need to get violent with the guy."

Reece gave the arresting officer a sneer. "He puked on my shoe."

"But if you hadn't kicked him in the stomach..."

"Shut up, dickhead."

Just then two ladies of the evening arrived for a short stay. They stopped in front of the tall scowling woman in leather and sized her up. One gave an appreciative whistle.

"Ooo, look at that. Wouldn't mind a freebie for her!"

The club owner narrowed her eyes and showed her teeth.

"Lookit, honey! She bites, too!" They giggled as they were pushed into the cell with the piss guy.

"Hey, Mr. Officer, I'd very much like it if you can cuff me to that bench too."

"Fuck you." Reece growled.

"Any day, sweetie, any day."

"Yo cop!" Reece yelled."Can I make my phone call now? I got much better things to do."

"You made your call already."

"No one answered, I got someone else to call."

"Well isn't that too bad." He shrugged and smirked.

She pulled at the cuffs and moved the bench with her efforts.

"You better just sit there like a good prisoner and maybe I'll let you make that call."

"You condescending little fucker!" She sneered. "Just you wait 'til I get out of..."

"Uh oh.. I wouldn't threaten a police officer in a whole station full of them, Butch."

"Bite me, asshole." she growled.

"Oh, I'll bite your asshole, sweetie." one prostitute offered.

Reece shook her head and breathed deeply. Faith, where the hell are you? It's been hours!

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Nikki replayed the day's events in her head as she drove to 1 Police Plaza to meet up with Faith and Cori.

Since this was a favor, she hadn't been able to do anything until after her shift and it had been on her mind all day. However, she did get the chance earlier to have coffee with the actress to reassure her that everything was going to be fine. Both admitted they weren't so sure that the club owner would be fine, but Faith was worried to death. Nikki told her it was better for her not to go to the station and see Reece; she was afraid that the tall woman would be mistreated and Faith would freak out. Reece never did know how to behave very well with authority figures.

Nikki listened to the way Faith spoke about Reece, and chuckled. She was impressed with this little spitfire who apparently had her hooks deeply embedded in her old friend.

Nikki thought back to when she first encountered the club owner. She had been one of the officers on duty the day The Animal, as she was referred to at the time, was dragged in, dirty, kicking and screaming. The name fit her as she behaved exactly like a caged animal. Nikki was the one who had opened the cell when her "uncle" arrived and had been treated to a long stare courtesy of clear blue eyes. She was immediately intrigued.

After Reece had gone, the other cops started talking about her arrest record and her previous charges. Infatuated, Nikki made it a point to get to know the woman behind the rumors and insinuated herself into Reece's surroundings. Eventually, the taller woman noticed the attractive blonde cop. Soon enough, Nikki got her wish and was lying on her stomach with The Animal pounding into her from behind. They got together a few more times until the then bouncer tired of her. They stayed acquainted, and the cop rather liked the new Reece. But on occasion The Animal still needed to come out of hiding, and Nikki was more than happy to comply, even if she was a bit sore the next day.

The officer didn't share this information with the actress, with good reason.

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Faith's father was staring at her all night like she was about to sprout horns. He was not amused with the way his daughter was going about her life. And now, she was getting ready to go to that place. What was wrong with her? And what was wrong with Marsha, for that matter? She was consoling Faith and hugging her like this was a terrible thing! That dyke belongs in jail, not with my daughter. He was very angry, and disappointed.

"Mom, would you be sure and answer the phone please? If Reece calls, I'm on my way. Ok?"

Marsha met her daughter at the door and stopped her from leaving. This had turned out to be a horrible day and her daughter was suffering.

"Faith, if it means anything, I'm very proud of you."

Faith almost swallowed her tongue. "You're what?" she asked, just to make sure she wasn't hallucinating.

"I said I'm proud of you. When I was a young girl, I had dreams of becoming an actress...You know, like Elizabeth Taylor. She was my idol." Marsha looked down sadly. "But, my mother had other plans, and well, I see my dream come true in you."

Faith wiped away her tears and hugged her mother fiercely. "Thank you, Mom. I needed to hear that. Really." She sniffed.

"And another thing, my first crush was on my riding instructor... Rachel."

"Mother! Are you serious?" Her green eyes were as wide as saucers.

"Well, looking back on it, yes. It was most certainly a crush. So I'm not upset that she's a woman, Faith."

"But..."

"But I'm not so sure I like the idea of my baby girl hanging around with people like her. She seemed quite dangerous, and her arrest only confirmed that."

"I know ma.." Faith blew out a frustrated breath. "I just... Oh, Mom, I have no idea what to say to you."

"Sweetheart, if Theresa is what she seems to be, then your father has every right to be angry. He just has no right to talk the way he is."

"I know, I know. Mom, you really shouldn't call her Theresa, she hates that. Can we talk about this later? I really need to see her, to see that she's ok"

"I can't really say if we'll be here when you get back, but I'll try to talk some sense into your father. You just come home in one piece, with your friend."

"Mother, either call her Reece or call her my lover. You have yet to see what my friends look like." She giggled.

Marsha grimaced. "Oh dear. Maybe I'll have to get your father out of here for that."

"Good idea, Mom."

"I love you, Faith."

"I love you too, Mom."

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"Hey, Butch! Someone's here to see you!"

"Well, what do we have here? What a pretty picture, Reece in handcuffs." Nikki paused and pretended to think. "I don't think I recall any instances where you were the one restrained. Who would have thought?" The cop took out her keys and located the right one.

"Oh, you are so incredibly hilarious." Reece rolled her eyes and pulled at the bracelets.

"Oh..now wait a minute." The blonde pulled the keys away. "Maybe I should take advantage of this unlikely situation." She saw the hookers nodding in agreement. "Or maybe I should let your friends in there have a go at you first."

The hookers started to dance with glee.

"Come on! These things are tight, my hands are numb."

"Good lord no! Not that!" Nikki laughed and released the cuffs.

"Yeah, I won't be able to feel the life slip out of you when I strangle you for teasing me."

"You know, Reece, I had to promise Waltzing Matilda over there..." she gestured to the dancing prostitute, "...a date with you to get you out of here."

"Wait, I think a drop of pee came out from laughing so hard." The club owner drawled, rubbing her cold hands together.

"Come on, tough stuff, you got a very worried woman waiting for you."

"I just gotta go clean off my shoe first."

"Ew."

Cori and Faith paced like expectant fathers while waiting for Reece to appear. Nikki had filled them in as to why Reece was arrested and how the cop would clear the charges.

Faith was not amused when told of Reece's violent reaction. However, she wasn't blind, and she was well aware that this was how Reece was used to behaving when faced with a situation. Just because she didn't like it didn't mean that her lover would be able to change the reaction that had been burned into the tall woman's being.

Nikki had told them to wait in the lobby. After Cori realized it was a good idea and convinced Faith to listen, they agreed. The dancer thought that if Reece had pissed someone off, and she had no doubt of that, then she'd be some sort of centerpiece or prize catch and most likely be on display as such. Or there would have been some physical displays of machismo that the tall woman would have had to contend with. In any case, she was sure that Faith would not appreciate either.

"Hey, a welcoming committee." The tall woman stood with her hands on her hips.

"Oh, Reece!" Faith flung herself at her lover and held on tight.

The club owner kissed the top of her head and rubbed her cheek in the softness of her hair. "Faith, it's ok, l'm ok."

"Yeah, but her shoe just barely made it out alive." Nikki cracked, causing everyone to look at Reece's feet.

"What is she yapping about?" Cori pointed her thumb at the cop.

"Shut up, Nikki. Let's get out of here."

Reece peeled Faith off of her and took her by the hand. She felt as if the actress needed to hold on to something of hers and truth be told, she really needed to feel Faith too.

Leading them out into the streets of downtown Manhattan, Reece spun around in different directions trying to figure a good place to get food. Unfortunately, not accustomed to holding hands, she nearly toppled Faith over as she spun.

"Hon? What's the matter?" Faith stood in front of Reece to stop her from twisting. "Stop that, you keep tripping me!"

"I'm looking for food, I'm starved to death! Cori, what's good around here?"

"Dunno." She shrugged.

"Uh, hello? Cop here. If there's food, I know where it is." Nikki gestured at herself. "Preferably the Seaport, but otherwise, you're stuck with Fried Chicken and Blimpie."

"Oo! Reece! I never been to the South Street Seaport! Can we go?" Faith asked excitedly.

"You never been, huh?" The club owner was reluctant to have a long walking tour at the moment. She felt uncomfortable in yesterday's clothes. She tried to sniff herself, and smelling nothing, agreed with a slight nod.

"Thanks, baby! I know you must feel disgusting right now." Faith reached up on her tiptoes and planted one on the taller woman's lips.

"Aw, who cares? With all the fish, no one will smell her." Cori laughed at her own joke.

They started walking away, until Reece noticed Nikki still standing there in confusion.

This is not Reece Corbett. No way.

"What's up? You coming or what?"

"Ok, stand back, pod person, what have you done with Reece?"

The tall woman chuckled and leaned closer until the cop was pinned against the building. She lowered her mouth to Nikki's ear and purred.

"Oh, believe me, cop, I'm all Animal," and growled for effect.

Looking up into the dangerous blue eyes, the officer gulped and shivered. Oh yeah. That's her alright.

"Are you coming or what?" Faith yelled from up the block.

"Um, no, that's ok, you go ahead. Nice meeting you gals!" she hollered. To Reece she spoke quietly. "Call me sometime."

"Nah, thanks for the offer, Nik, but there's no need." Reece winked. "But, I may need you for another type of service." The tall woman jogged up the street to catch up.

"What did you do to her, Reece? She's still standing there."

"Ah, she had it coming, Cor, she fucked with me."

"Babe, she did you a favor, why did you scare her?"

"Oh, I didn't scare her, Faith, I reminded her." the tall woman shrugged.

"Oh. I guess that's ok." Faith looked back over her shoulder at the retreating officer. "Reece? Were you two...?"

"Yeah, a long time ago," the club owner admitted quickly.

"Oh." she paused. "Do you still...?"

"No. Not anyone any more." Reece cut in.

"I love you too, baby." Faith broke out in a huge smile.

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After a quick look around the Seaport and a brief stop for food, the trio headed home.

"You know? I didn't think it was possible but I had this same cab once. I can tell by the smell." The club owner winced.

"Reece, can you make him stop that awful music? I think my ears are bleeding." Cori grimaced.

The tall woman leaned over and shut the bulletproof partition, barely blocking either the stink or the music.

"You two are such cry babies." Faith's muffled shout could barely be heard.

"Yeah well... that said from the woman whose nose is buried in her girlfriend's armpit."

"It smells better in here."

"That should say something about the depth of her love, bosslady. I've been there, it wasn't pretty."

Reece stuck her nose inside her shirt. "It's not that bad," she huffed.

"Actually, it's kinda turning me on a little bit."

Two sets of eyebrows shot up.

"Yeah?" Reece grinned inside her shirt. "See, Cor, I told you it wasn't that bad."

"And you call me a freak. Blech."

Faith lifted her face out of hiding to find herself eye to eye with Reece. Black eyebrows wiggled in invitation. The actress felt herself blush but she still managed to slip her hands under Reece's shirt and around her back.

"I love the way your skin feels, Reece. I miss it, all of it," she purred.

"Well, feel away, babe. I'm all yours."

"Gag."

"Fuck you, Cori. I put up with Freaklet inside your clothes didn't I?"

"I was shitfaced drunk. What's your excuse?"

"I'm horny as hell."

Faith began sucking on Reece's neck, in that spot she knew made her lover twitch.

"Besides..." Reece groaned, "It's been a few, oh yeah, days."

"Spare me, guys, you're almost home."

"Mmmm...good."

Reece was plastered against the back of the seat with her arms and legs spread out. Faith was straddling her, mouth and hands wandering everywhere.

"God, woman, you're gonna eat her alive!"

"Plan to." The actress's head disappeared underneath Reece's shirt.

"Oh baby... that feels so good."

"Thank god! You're home, now run along, you two lovebirds." Cori said sarcastically.

"You sure you don't wanna come with?" Reece asked with a cocky grin.

"You're such an asshole, Reece," the dancer snorted. "Now don't forget, the new bartender starts tomorrow, you're gonna want to be there to harass the poor thing."

"I don't harass, I watch."

"You frighten, but who's counting."

Reece was dragged out of the cab by her arm, and the door slammed loudly. Cori watched as Faith practically pushed Reece up the stairs and threw her against the door for one hell of a kiss, then turned to the driver. "Hey, Habib," she shouted over the music. "There's a big fat tip in it for you if you can get me to Brooklyn in 15." Turned on by my two best friends. There oughtta be a support group for me somewhere.

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The two entangled women barely made it in the door before Reece felt her jacket being yanked off and heard it fall to the floor with a thud.

"Mwait...mm...Faith..."

"Baby, please don't make me wait any more..." Faith continued to suck on Reece's bottom lip while opening the leather pants.

"But..." Your parents. "Oh shit!" Fuck 'em. Faith's hand was already inside her pants and it felt too good to think about anything else at the moment.

"Oh yeah, this for me?" The actress felt around some more.

"Oh man." Reece groaned. "I'd love to continue this right here, babe, but, I really need a shower."

"No biggie.. get naked, I'm right behind you."

They ascended the stairs as they disrobed, leaving a trail of clothing all the way to the bathroom.

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Marsha awoke sometime in the middle of the night. Every night she cursed her damned bladder. She never could get back into a deep sleep after waking up and peeing. Especially now, since this was not her house and she'd have to turn on the lights to find her way to the bathroom.

"What are you turning on the damn light for, Marsha?"

"Go back to sleep."

She padded into the bathroom and sat on the bowl. She heard the water running in the upstairs shower and cracked open the bathroom door to check the time on the nightstand. Oh my! 4 in the morning and she's just coming in now? When she heard a strange thumping and muted voices, she closed her eyes and strained to hear more clearly. A giggle, a laugh, a growl? What in the world?

"Come on out of there already, you know I can't sleep alone."

"Shhh!"

"Whaddya mean, shh! What are you doing in there?"

"Shh, nothing," she whispered. "Go back to sleep. I'll be right in."

The upstairs toilet flushed and she heard her daughter squeal.

"What was that, Marsha? Was that Faith?"

"Shut up! Go to sleep!" she hissed.

"Why did she yell like that? Is that woman hurting her?"

"No dear...actually..."

Another squeal followed by a long groan of pleasure resonated through the vent into the bathroom. Marsha blushed, Quinn freaked.

He ran into the bathroom and repeatedly flushed the toilet and turned on the hot and cold full blast.

"That oughtta flush them out. Those pigs!"

"I don't know, dear, it sounds like the water is the last thing they're paying attention to." Marsha quipped.

Just then footsteps could be heard pounding down the stairs.

"It serves you right, Quinn."

"What are you talking about, woman?"

"She's going to give you hell now."

"Good, let her..."

Reece, dripping wet and with eyes ablaze, slammed open the guest room door. She stared at Quinn for a long moment, until she could see the fear in his face. Faith followed seconds later, also dripping wet, with an equal look of venom.

"OUT! GET OUT!" Reece screamed. "NOW!"

"Now you look here..."

"NO, old man, you look here! This is my house, you get out!"

"Reece, baby, calm down. Someone's going to call the cops. Please." Faith pled.

"Yes, Reece, please calm down. I apologize for my husband."

"I tried, Faith, I really tried. He's crossed the line. I don't think I can control myself any longer."

"You already sounded pretty out of control up in that bathroom..."

"Quinn! I apologize for my husband again. He obviously doesn't know what good sex sounds like when he hears it."

"MOTHER!"

"MARSHA!"

"What?" Marsha said innocently.

"Oh god, my mother was listening."

"Faith, dear, why don't you two run upstairs and finish so we can all get some sleep."

"I think I may faint, Reece."

Reece picked Faith up and threw her over her shoulder. She turned to look at Marsha. "With your blessing, Mrs. Ashford?"

"By all means. It must be nice to be young." She waved them away.

Reece stomped off with her blushing care package, and Marsha closed the door to deal with her husband.

"Um, baby, you can put me down now." The blood was rushing to Faith's head and if she wasn't going to faint before, she was now.

Reece kicked open the bedroom door and dropped her lover on the bed, pulling Faith's robe off.

"Don't you dare move," she ordered. "If I don't get to finish what we started, I'm telling you, I'll explode!" She threw off her towel and dove onto the bed.

Faith allowed her neck to be kissed a few times before she started squirming uncomfortably. The taller woman, assuming it was her body weight, lifted up a bit and continued to ravish her.

"Do you have any idea how hot I am right now, Faith?" Reece whispered in a nearby ear.

"You're doing a good job at showing it, babe. But..." The smaller woman heard the raised voices of her parents waft into the room.

Reece hummed her way across Faith's collarbone before she realized that the woman underneath her was not responding as she should. She looked up at Faith and saw a grimace. Reece immediately sat up.

"What? Am I doing something wrong? Am I hurting you?" the club owner asked in confusion.

"Reece, I can't...not with them, you know..." Faith winced at the huge frustrated gust of air expelled from her lover's mouth.

"What the fuck, Faith? When am I going to..."

"Oh, Reece, it's not like you won't ever get any, just wait another day. Please?" She pouted dramatically.

Reece slumped forward and her dark head hit the pillow face first.

"You know, honey, I'm just as horny as you are."

"Like hell you are! You forget that little episode with my pillow?" Reece spoke into said pillow.

"God, it still smells like you." She groaned and turned over onto her back.

"Aw, come on, you big baby," Faith rolled over so that she was cuddled up to her lover and laid her head on Reece's shoulder. "It's just one more day. After tonight, I'm positive they'll be leaving first chance they get."

Reece took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Ok," she agreed reluctantly, "but come tomorrow, parents or not, I'm going to make you scream right on the famous kitchen table."

"Oh you are, are you?" Faith smirked.

"And the coffee table, and the couch, and the guestroom dresser, the night table..."

"I get the point, Reece." Faith groaned.

"You'll get more than the point, babe, you'll get the whole 8 inches."

"Oh no fair teasing, you rat!"

"Yeah, well, you started it...now just go to sleep."

Once Faith was asleep, Reece slipped out of bed and got dressed. She wasn't anywhere near as tired as she should have been, and sleeping in such close proximity to Faith wasn't helping matters any. The only way for her to get any sleep was to get out of the house. Grabbing her favorite jacket, the one she had worn home from the club the last time she was there, she put it on and relaxed a bit as the familiar weight of the leather sat on her shoulders.

Faith knew the moment Reece left the bed. She lay there motionless and listened to the sounds of her lover dressing, the zipper on her gym bag opening and closing, and ultimately the sound of Reece slipping out the door. She knew it had nothing to do with her, but couldn't help herself and began to cry.

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Reece worked out hard. Although she would have preferred a little screaming, pleading, and bleeding, the heavy bag was a perfect substitute for Roy. Going to the gym was always the safest way for the tall woman to rid herself of frustration, sexual or otherwise. Only this time, it wasn't working so well to rid her of horniness. The more she wondered about it, the hornier she became. She also noted that this was a great time to work out--not many people at all. After Cori had planted the idea in her head that everyone was staring at her, she was grateful for the lack of patrons. Her choice of a white tank top, combined with her perpetual nipple hard-ons, was sure to be a crowd-pleaser.

The showers were empty, too, and for that Reece was also grateful. Had anyone cared to look, they would have noticed that the lower half of her was just as excited as the upper half. I really gotta take care of this... she thought as she tried to wash herself without too much contact.

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Faith shuffled across the living room floor and peeked into the guest room. Marsha was sitting in the chair watching Quinn pack up their things. Spotting her daughter in the doorway, she got up and left the room.

"Mom, I take it you're leaving?" Faith grinned knowingly.

"Well, dear, I would stay on, really, but I'd have to go home to him eventually." She smiled.

"You know, Reece really is a good person. She loves me, she wouldn't ever let anything happen to me. She protects me."

"Honey, you don't have to convince me. I saw how she behaved when your father raised his hand. I know she loves you, I can see it, I can feel it."

Marsha paused and looked into her daughter's eyes. "Faith, do you really know her? I mean, do you trust her with your heart?"

"Mom, I know her. I trust her with my life." Faith squeezed her mother's hands. "If she hurts me, and I'm talking about my heart, I will personally let Daddy throw an 'I told you so' party in my honor."

The two women hugged. Marsha walked a step away from her daughter and smiled proudly.

"Mom, I uh, well...thank you. You surprised me these last few days."

"You're welcome, sweetheart. Your father will come around. And if he doesn't, I'll just have to come visit by myself."

"I think I'd like that very much. You don't know how much this means to me, you being so accepting of me and Reece. Not everybody is." Faith whispered the last sentence with sadness.

"Someone is being mean to my baby girl?" Marsha puffed up.

"Well, The Powers That Be at the show aren't quite as nice about the whole thing. Though John... oh mom, I think you'll love him."

"Does that mean I'm being invited to a real sound stage?"

"Absolutely. But it'll have to be next visit, though, I'm off today. I was really planning on spending some time with Reece, but never mind."

"Why don't you go and visit her at work? She can't possibly have all that much to do with a place like that."

"Oh mom, you don't know the half of it. She does plenty. Well...I do have the spare set of keys to the club." A sudden image of herself sprawled out naked on the bar came to her and she blushed profusely.

"So, is she any good?"

"MOTHER!"

"What?" the older woman asked innocently.

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The club owner opened the gates to The Lounge and closed them halfway behind her. She was really hoping to get some decent sleep, but couldn't help thinking about Roy, jail, the Ashfords, and Faith.

The latter being the most pleasant thought, she concentrated on it the most. She entered her office, turned the CD player on to some easy listening crap, and locked the office door. She threw her gym bag on the desk and flopped down on the couch.

I have a whole uninterrupted day to myself. Images of Faith flashing in her mind like a slide show, she removed her boots and lay back on the leather sofa contented to fall asleep to such pictures.

Minutes later, Reece realized that her little plan was backfiring. She was further away from sleep than she was before, and the images had morphed into a porno movie starring Faith and herself.

The club owner turned onto her stomach and tried to block out the images that were now torturing her, but found herself reflexively pressing her crotch into the sofa cushions.

She sat up and groaned with her head in her hands. The thought crossed her mind to take care of the situation herself, but she dismissed it, reasoning that she'd rather come all over Faith's hands than her own.

The image of that thought assaulted her.

Why the hell did I think that? Reece lay back down and closed her eyes.

These are Faith's favorite pants, she thought as she ran her hands up and down the well-worn denim covering her thighs.

They make her crazy.

The tall woman toyed with the buttons of her fly.

She tore open these buttons like a maniac last time I wore these.

Reece opened the buttons in much the same fashion. She slipped her fingertips inside her underwear and snapped the elastic just like Faith had.

She likes when I wear these Calvins. She says they make my ass look edible, and they don't have a 'pee-pee hole'.

She slid her hand over the crotch of the underwear where the hole would be.

I'd think she'd like the hole... easy access and all, she thought with a chuckle.

Reece slid her palm inside her jeans and over her crotch again. And again. She pulled open the pants as far as they would go and ran the fingers of her other hand lightly over her abdomen, shivering as she got closer to her breasts.

Faith loves my tits. Her mouth waters when I touch them.

Long fingers stroked her breast, the nipple pebbling quickly. She pinched the hard flesh and groaned out loud.

"Faith."

The tall woman was still rubbing her crotch with her palm, but it wasn't enough. She lifted her hips and shimmied her jeans low enough to open her knees. Horny as she was, she was in no hurry to complete what she had not even meant to start.

This feels real nice. Slow and steady, no hurry.

She just lay there with her knees bent and spread, toying with her nipples and slowly rubbing herself through her underwear.

If Faith was here, she'd never let me get myself off. Hell, I'd never have gotten this far.

Reece lifted her shirt and bra up to expose her breasts, then scooted up so she could lay her head on the arm of the couch. Now she could see her hands touching her body.

Those are not Faith's hands. She closed her eyes.

If they were her hands, they'd be doing this...

She slid her hand inside her Calvins and groaned when she felt how wet she had made herself.

Oh yeah, it's not a race...never did slow and easy before...nice.

She reached down low to see just how wet she was capable of making herself, and was pleasantly surprised at the amount she found.

If I knew my own hands could do this...

Long fingers repeatedly bypassed the one spot that needed attention most. Circling it, teasing it. It was becoming increasingly warm in the room, and the club owner shrugged out of her coat and left it underneath her.

She found herself circling her entrance more often now and twisting her nipples harder, imagining Faith was touching her, teasing her.

"Please.." She begged aloud, lost in her fantasy.

Pulling her Calvins down to meet her jeans, she began humping the air.

"Faith...please..."

A thought struck her then. My fantasy is having Faith take me?! She opened her eyes in shock.

No one takes Reece Corbett... Her hand slid down into her wetness and she moaned out loud again.

"My fantasy is to have Faith take me." She stated aloud.

This time it was a realization.

Fuck it, it's just a fantasy... She shrugged and lay back down to resume her attentions.

"Oh Reece...god yes, that's hot!"

The tall woman shot bolt upright on the couch and saw Faith standing there, wearing nothing but an expression of pure lust.

"You are so damned gorgeous laying there half undressed, squishing around in your own wetness." The actress dropped to her knees beside the couch.

"Uh, Faith..." Reece's heart was pounding so fast and so loudly in her head, she was sure she was going to have a heart attack.

Faith crawled up and straddled her lover's abdomen, reaching down to slide one hand back and forth in the wetness, reaching up with the other to turn blue eyes in her direction.

"You got me so turned on calling out my name." She slid her hand down Reece's neck to her shoulder and down her side, stopping at the odd object protruding from the pocket of the leather jacket. Rooting around a bit, she grinned mischievously when she realized what it was.

"What do you want, Reece? My mouth? My hands?" She pulled the dildo out of the pocket and rolled it across her speechless lover's exposed breasts. "Or would you like me to fuck you with this?"

"God, Faith... " She swallowed loudly. "What the hell has gotten into you?" the club owner asked nervously.

"I do believe you mentioned me taking you?" The actress smiled evilly.

Reece's eyes bugged out and she shook her head in disbelief.

"Yes, baby, you said it out loud." Faith ran the dildo back and forth across a hard nipple. "Personally, I figured you for a top, but I'm willing to accommodate."

"Oh god. I'm toast, aren't I?" Reece was sweating and uncomfortable.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll give you some control." Faith lowered her nipple to Reece's lips.

"Now, suck."

With Faith's nipple ring poking between her lips, Reece's tongue foraged around in her mouth for saliva. It was there a minute ago...

"Open Reece, suck."

"Uh, Faith, baby... I'm not sure this is going to work," she stammered, struggling to sit upright.

"I heard you, you said it: My fantasy is to have Faith take me. Soo?"

"Yeah, but that's just a fantasy. I don't think I can, you know, let you, do, well... that." She grimaced.

"I'm not tying you up and blindfolding you, honey, just calling the shots." Faith stroked her lover's face.

"Yeah, but... "

"Yeah, but what? Come on, baby," she purred, reaching behind her and sliding her fingers back into the slippery folds. "God you're soaking wet. Just go with it."

"It's just that," Reece gestured behind her to the dildo, which Faith had put on the armrest. "I never .." her voice trailed off.

"Reece? Are you saying you've never been fucked?" Faith tried hard to hide her disbelief.

The club owner nodded with a half-embarrassed smile. "Well, not by someone else."

Oh no, not that image again. Faith shivered at the thought of her tall lover pleasuring herself with toys. "And your fantasy, does it...?" This time she gestured towards the dildo. "By me?"

"Yeah." Reece lay back down on the couch and covered her eyes with her forearm.

Well, I bet that wasn't an easy admission. "That's ok, hon, we don't have to do that. We don't have to do anything now if you don't want." Oh but I want!

Faith caressed the silky dark hair and saw the club owner's tension fade. She leaned over and kissed Reece softly, running her tongue along her bottom lip. The kisses became more intense and the actress smiled when she heard the quiet growl from beneath her.

"Faith?"

"Reece?" The actress continued to lick the moving lips.

"Now that you gave me the choice... it doesn't seem like such a bad idea." Reece's lips curled up into a grin.

A million and one images of herself taking Reece crowded her mind all at once and Faith groaned.

"You better mean that, Reece," she warned.

"I do. You're naked, on top of me, and I'm dripping wet." She grasped Faith's hand and placed it back between her legs. "Now come over here and take me." Blue eyes narrowed seductively.

Faith surged with adrenaline and she quickly picked up where Reece had left off. She wrapped her lips around a nipple and sucked it into her mouth, hard. The sudden heat and strength of the suction made the tall woman gasp. The actress captured the flesh between her teeth and smiled.

"You like hard?" She punctuate the question with a nip.

"Yeah, hard.." Reece groaned as her nipple was bitten.

Ok, so this is new. What do I do? What if I hurt her?

"Show me how. I want to fulfill your fantasy." The actress was startled at how hard she was breathing.

Reece slid one hand down between her legs and pressed Faith's palm against her hard. She humped the hand forcefully and moaned. Faith's stomach clenched with arousal and she ground herself into Reece's abdomen. She's so hot! So horny, so out of control!

The tall woman arched her back.

"Faith, really suck them." God I want her to fuck me! She pulled Faith harder to her breasts.

"Oh yeah, baby.. so hot." She sucked and bit at the hard nipples and was rewarded with a shuddering moan. The redhead felt herself get even wetter and she rubbed her sex harder across Reece's ribs.

"Yeesss.. oh.. oh.."Fuck me Faith.. please.. Reece was on fire. I need this.. I've lost all control and I don't give a shit!

The sounds coming out of her usually less than vocal lover were driving the actress wild.

"More... now.." the tall woman was shuddering.

"Show me." God yes!

Reece took hold of Faith's wrist and guided her hand up and down roughly between her legs.

"That's right." Faith was so incredibly turned on by this new information. Oh my god this is unbelivable! She allowed her hand to be led in its movements, it felt too good to stop.

"Uh huh.. just like that.." Reece stared into her lover's eyes and nodded, still holding the smaller hand. I have never been so fucking horny in my life!

"You want more?"

"Yes..more." She flung her head back and arched her neck. "Please.. I can take it." Fuck me goddamnit! She wanted to be filled, taken by this woman. I can't believe this is happening! I need this so badly..

Faith obeyed. She worked her mouth possessively, roughly against her lovers breasts, and Reece growled as sharp teeth manipulated her nipple.

"I love your tits Reece."

"Shit!" The tall woman grabbed on to Faith's hip and pulled her wet sex closer towards her face.

"I bet you can smell me huh? You want to taste me?"

"Yessss...oohhh..." Faith lifted herself up so Reece can take a peek.

"You want that? Breathe, smell it. I know how hot it makes you." Reece began aggressively humping Faith's hand, shuddering and shivering with unquenched desire.

"God you are so beautiful" The actress marveled at the sight.

"Ohh.. that's it..don't stop..talk to me." Now.. put it in..

Faith stilled for a second at Reece's plea. Whoa.. that was close, almost came there. After forcing down the sensation, she complied with her lovers requests.

"You look so good with your pants half off, your shirt pushed up like that," Faith scraped her teeth along a nipple, "..these tits begging for me." Reece arched her back and whined.

"So horny...so wet...and all for me." She bit down again on the nipple and pinched Reece's clit rhythmically with her captive hand.

Reece groaned and covered her eyes again. Just do it.. fuck me.

Faith continued to tease Reece, her fingers doing what she'd observed earlier. I can't believe she's letting me do this! She was a nervous wreck but she'd never let Reece know that. She always wanted to control her tough lover, but was terrified she'd get laughed at if she attempted it. Now she's giving me permission and I'm scared shitless...I don't even know what to do. Great Faith, way to go. The actress switched nipples.

Reece could only stand so much teasing; she'd given herself a large dose of it, and now she was way past tolerant. Especially with Faith's juices spilling onto her ribs. Inside me, I need you inside me.

Faith felt Reece's hand cover her own and guide two fingers to her entrance. The smaller hand stilled.

"Tell me."

"Faith..." the tall woman groaned. Now woman!

"Faith what?" She let her fingers circle and tease but not quite comply with what her lover was craving.

Reece was about to tell her, but it wouldn't come out. Instead all she did was lift her hips and moan as she felt Faith's fingers flit over her entrance.

"Ohh.." She groaned.

"Is that what you want?"

"Yes," she whispered.

Faith slipped two fingertips inside and groaned herself when Reece hissed in pleasure.

"Or is that what you want?"

"Both." The club owner's throat was dry from panting.

"Both fingers?" Faith teased.

"Faith...please..." Reece lifted both of them off the couch as she tried to capture the elusive fingers.

The actress suddenly plunged three fingers inside of her lover, and moved them in and out rapidly.

"Ohhhhhh..." Reece felt her eyes roll back in her head. Never before had she wanted to be fucked like she did at this moment. Never before had it felt so good to be so full.

"God Faith...baby, yes!" She was close to screaming.

"You like this, huh? You like me fucking you hard and fast?" Faith was grinding herself into Reece's ribs just as hard, and just as fast. This was much too heavy for her to handle; she was going to come this time.

"Reece, look at me."

Blue eyes that looked more like black popped open.

"Watch me, its so close." Faith held Reece's chin steady. She took her fingers out and stuck them in her mouth.

Reece reached up and twisted the nipple ring in time with her lover's spastic grinding.

Faith moved her hands to hold on to Reece's head. "Ohhh yeah...that's it baby...don't stop...watch me.." She grunted through gritted teeth.

Reece whimpered at the sight of Faith riding her body, her tits bouncing inches from her mouth. She clenched her jaw at the pain/pleasure of her hair being pulled with each twitch of Faith's orgasm. She flexed her abs in response to the juices trickling down her side.

"Oh yeah, Reece...that was amazing."

"Uh huh"

Faith lifted up and looked at her lover's face. Her blue eyes were half lidded and she was sweating profusely and biting her lip. She could feel Reece's chest heaving with every breath. Reaching up, she took the dildo, drawing a line with it across the heaving breasts.

"You want something, Reece?"

The actress got up off of the couch and removed Reece's jeans and underwear. Those heavy-lidded blue eyes following her every move were beginning to excite her again.

"God Faith.. just touch me." Do it...

YES! The redhead dove in face first and licked like a starving cat.

"Shit!.. ohhh.." Reece growled. I want this..

The actress growled right back, bringing the dildo up between them.

"Faith.. wait.." She grabbed blindly at her jacket until she found her inside pocket, and dug inside.

"No, don't wanna.. wanna fuck you." she mumbled.

Reece groaned loudly, very much wanting to be fucked. "Wait, I gotta put this on.."

Faith looked up at the condom with a suspicious eye.

"It was in my pocket.. the dildo..please." She breathed as Faith never stopped moving her tongue. Reece pulled the redhead from between her legs and broke the record for condom applying.

The actress took the dildo, and stroked it, feeling the latex against latex sensation. She would save all the condom in the pocket questons for another time. Right now she had a unstoppable urge to see the dildo being swallowed up inside Reece. She glanced up at her lover and saw that she too had that urge.

"You sure you're ok with this?" Faith asked, rubbing the dildo up and down the wet open lips.

"Yesss.. please." Now, fuck me now...

"Please what?" Faith watched the erratic movement of Reece's hips with hunger.

"Oh god.. you want me to say it.." Out loud..

Faith nodded and pushed the head of the dick just slightly inside. She wanted to scream at how beautiful it looked stretching those soft wet lips.

Reece thrust down as far as she could, but barely got any more inside. It was enough to make her moan, a moan which forced Faith to lean back on her heel to satisfy the sensation that settled in her sex.

"Faith.. I'm begging here.." she whimpered. Just do it!

The actress kept still, all except for her eyes which shot Reece a saucy look.

The club owner leaned up on her elbows and peered at her lover. Green eyes transmitted the most sexy of all looks and Reece fell back down on her back.

"Please?" She whined, thrusting her hips again, and reached down to assist.

Faith batted her hands away, bent down and flicked her tongue over Reece's hard clit.

"GOD!" she screamed. I need this. I want this..Oh Faith..

"Yeah...that's it." Faith whispered into Reece's center, and flicked her tongue again.

"OK! Ok.. please Faith, put it inside me." she panted, pushing Faith's head down.

Faith got up on her knees and pushed the dick inside almost halfway before pulling it slowly out again. The sight of that had her reaching between her own legs.

"No... please, don't touch yourself.." Reece sounded like she was sobbing.

"Say it." She demanded.

"Fuck me Faith.. please.. just fuck me." she finally yelled.

She got her wish. The dick slammed home and Reece sat straight up on the couch with a strangled groan. She never wanted to be fucked like this in her life. She felt like she would die if Faith stopped.

"You are so beautiful .. so hot Reece." Mine, all mine.

"I need more.. harder." The tall woman thrust hard to quench the need.

Faith complied, and felt the wetness ooze out of her sex in sympathy. She was in complete and total ecstasy watching Reece. The club owner was holding on to the armrest behind her head in a death grip, the veins in her arms standing out like a road map. Her hair was plastered to her face, her mouth open, panting and grunting, her eyes closed. Her feet planted into the couch cushions, her hips bucking and straining to get more. Her sweat glistened body writhing beneath her. Faith could only take so much.

Reece could feel the movement but wasn't aware of anything except the pounding between her legs. There was a shadow and she squinted open an eye to the most wonderful sight of Faith's dripping wet pussy right in front of her mouth. Needing no invitation, she pulled the wiggling ass right onto her face.

Faith groaned and felt the orgasm rapidly approaching the second Reece's mouth touched her. She wanted this to be mutual, she dipped her head and sucked.

Reece froze when she felt the pulling at her clit.

"Fuck, Faith! That's it.. faster!" Oh god..oh god..oh god..too good...

The actress wasn't sure which so she sped up both her hand and her mouth. The tell tale humming against her clit signalled that Reece was there...

"Oh yeessss! Shit!" The club owner shuddered and shivered.

That's it baby..let me hear you.. Faith noticed that fingers had replaced Reece's mouth, but couldn't care less.

"Faith.. oh...oh..oh ..AAH!" Reece stiffened up and yelled out a barrage of sounds.

Amazingly enough, she never ceased her hands and Faith was coming too, whimpering and grunting into her lovers center.

"Ohmygod.. Faith.." she panted hoarsely. "Stop.. your mouth..." Her body shook uncontrollably.

Faith let go of Reece's clit, but held the dildo inside, feeling it twitch a few more times before taking it out.

"Fuck!" The tall woman breathed deeply a few times, trying to contol her spasming body.

"Oh Reece, that was beautiful, you are beautful."

"Come here.. " The club owner was breathing heavily.

Faith turned around and layed herself on top of her sweaty, twitching lover. "Wow, look at you.. you're a mess sweetie." She wiped the sweat away from Reece's eyes and kissed both of them gently.

"Shit Faith.. that was.. you were..." She twitched again and shook her head in astonishment. "Whoa.. I can't belive this."

"I fucked you good didn't I?" The actress gloated.

"Thoroughly." Reece breathed deeply a few more times before turning to stare at Faith in awe. "I have never been that fucking loud in my entire life!"

Faith kissed her lover's stomach. "You have no idea how hot you are do you?"

"Damn, that was good." Reece sighed with satisfaction.

Faith wore a cocky grin as they both drifted off to a well deserved sleep.

Faith's eyes popped open and she was momentarily confused. After taking a second to wake up, she remembered where she was, and how she got there. With a squeak she stretched her body out on top of Reece's and watched her sleep.

Propped up on her elbows, she stared down into the most beautiful face she'd ever seen. I may be biased, but I doubt there's anyone more gorgeous walking this earth.

Tracing every feature with her eyes, she smiled broadly.

She loves me as much as I love her. She trusts me.

Realizing how important trust was to Reece, Faith felt a wave of pride pass through her body. She kissed her lover gently and watched as her lips curled into a happy little grin.

Faith stayed that way for some time before she heard Reece's stomach growling and decided to surprise her lover with some food. She started to get up but was engulfed in strong arms and pulled back down into a bear hug. With her cheek resting on Reece's breast, she decided that moving wasn't such a good idea anyway, and snuggled down. Reece lifted a long leg and wrapped it around Faith's thighs, holding her tightly.

The actress had never felt safer or more contented in her life. She kissed the skin beneath her lips and sighed happily.

Rumble.. gurgle

Faith gave Reece's stomach a dirty look.

Grrrowlll.

As much as she didn't ever want to move, she couldn't ignore the noises her lover's body was making. "Ok, let's get some food into you, hon."

"No, stay like this." Reece answered in a groggy voice.

"Well, good evening, sexy." Faith kissed her lover on the nose. "Lemme get you something to eat."

"No, just lay here." The club owner stretched and settled back down.

"But honey, you're starved."

"I got what I need right here." Reece groped Faith's bottom for emphasis.

"As much as I'd like to agree with you on that, you need some sustenance in that hollow pit."

"Ok." Reece relented as her stomach grumbled in agreement.

"Besides, I'm famished too." Faith unwrapped Reece's limbs from around her body and frowned at the loss. "But we get right back into that position afterwards, ok?"

"Put that down," the tall woman ordered.

"Reece, I have to put on clothes..." Faith giggled and held up her panties.

"No you don't. Look on the desk." She yawned.

The actress found two big brown bags standing there, and, upon investigating, found two large cups of coffee and a few foil-wrapped packages that smelled very much like food.

"Violet popped in a while ago--she thought we might need food. Or, as she put it, she didn't want to answer the reporters when the headlines read 'Prominent club owner and famous actress starve to death while fucking'."

"Violet? What... oh no..."

"What's wrong, Faith?" Reece sat up on the couch.

"She saw us?"

"Nope, just you. I had gotten up to pee when she called from the car. I had my jacket on."

"Oh god!" Faith hid her face in her hands.

Reece laughed. "Come on, it was only for a few seconds, and then you turned over onto your stomach."

"And that makes me feel better how?" Faith groaned with embarrassment.

"It was your hot little rear end that she gawked at. Half of New York already seen that."

"Yeah well.. it still doesn't make me feel any better."

"Hey, that's a nice ass! I don't mind people seeing what belongs to me."

"Well this time, I'll let you get away with that remark, because it does belong to you."

Reece smiled. "My bare ass was sticking out too. Come on, she brought us food. Go on, eat something."

"I don't think I like the idea of her seeing you naked too."

"Why not?" Reece tore the foil off one sandwich and mmm'd. "Ooo, a heart attack."

"Same reason." Faith took Reece's sandwich away. "A what?"

"Bacon egg, and cheese on a buttered roll. Yum."

Faith stared at the greasy mess.

"Eat it, it's good. And just so you know, my ass belongs to you too. Everything does."

"Do you really mean that, Reece?"

"Yes." The club owner gulped the lukewarm coffee and shuddered. "Yuck." She got up to prepare her coffeemaker and collided with the naked actress, who had jumped up into her arms.

"I love you so much." Faith whispered.

Reece leaned back against the desk and just held her.

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Cori bounced into the dressing room at the Lounge. Earlier in the day, she had tried to get in touch with Reece to show her the article in the local rag mag. After speaking to Marsha, and finding out that the two women hadn't been heard from for hours, she figured that they would come here for privacy. Since Reece had given her and Violet the car, and since the dancer didn't drive, Cori sent Violet on a mission to find and feed her friends.

She had been worried about them and their relationship when all this shit with Faith's parents started up, and then with Reece getting arrested, she just wanted to know that her friends were ok. She also didn't want to be accused of stalking them and she knew if she showed up at the club, and they were getting it on, she'd never hear the end of it.

Cori had been a little startled by Violet's eagerness to go, but realized her lover had never seen Reece naked, and that was a sight everyone should behold. She sent her off with her blessing, a kiss, and a promise, which she fulfilled as soon as the woman returned home. Now satisfied and ready for work, she excitedly ran to the office to show Reece the news.

Knock knock

"Come!"

"One would think you'd had enough of that already."

Cori peeked her head inside the door. The boss was sitting in her chair with her feet up on the desk, tapping a pencil on her leg.

"One can never be too sure, can they?"

"Oh, you're in a good mood." The dancer jumped up on Reece's lap and pushed the tabloid into her chest. "Where's the little woman?"

"The little women's room" She took the magazine. "What's this about?"

"Page 27...go ahead, read it." Cori was a bit shocked that Reece hadn't told her to get up yet.

The club owner found the page and began to read. She started to grin, then smirk, then all-out gloat. She dropped her feet to the floor and laughed out loud.

"I thought you'd get a kick out of that." The dancer laughed with her.

Reece wrapped an arm under Cori's ass and stood up. The dance yelped and grabbed onto the tall woman's neck.

"Reece! Put me down!"

"This is priceless! Woo Hoo!" She twirled Cori around in circles, cheering.

"You know, if it was anyone other than Cori, I'd be very worried right about now." Faith shook her head at the sight.

"Faith! Help!"

Reece waved at her lover. "Come here.. you gotta see this." She thrust the newspaper at the actress, and twirled around once more.

"I'm gonna yak, Reece..."

"Baby, Cori looks like she wants to get down."

Faith came over and kissed the dancer hello on the cheek and took the paper. The club owner grabbed the dancer under her arms and lifted her up high before putting her down again.

"God, Reece, is that any way to greet a friend?"

"Oh, pardon me." Reece grabbed Cori's face and gave her a wet sloppy kiss on the lips. "Hello."

Shaken a bit, Cori turned to face Faith, who was engrossed in reading.

"Did you see what your woman just did?"

Faith shrugged, seeing nothing unusual about her lover's behavior. "She's happy. She slobbers when she's happy."

"Like a dog." The dancer mumbled, wiping her lips.

"AFR! ARF! Pant pant pant."

"You're insane, Reece."

"And you're a freak. So, Faith, what do you think?"

"Reece, you did this?" She looked disturbed.

"Yep," she answered proudly. "All me."

"But is it true? Or did you make it all up?"

"It's true alright. He's a twisted man, I just helped. Anyway..so what?! Roy's place is closed and that's all that matters."

Cori cut in. "He's a nasty man with a nasty habit for young innocent women. Girls. It's a good thing he's behind bars and that fire trap is closed."

"So, it's not all made up? He really is a pervert?" Faith shuddered, thinking about how much time she spent alone with the man.

"Yep, but we couldn't find any women who would speak up about him, so we made some up ourselves. Reece called the info in, and with Nikki's help..." she stopped and smirked.

"Wow...this is great news then!" Faith waved the paper around.

"Yup." Reece smiled.

"Then let's celebrate. You got any ideas?"

"Yeah, Freak, go get Violet and get naked. We'll have a menage a four."

Faith looked at her lover in disbelief.

"She's your girlfriend, Faith." Cori shrugged as she left the office.

"Reece! You did not just say that."

"What better way to get her out of the room?" The tall woman swept the actress off her feet and kissed her.

"Oh yeah...do that again." Faith closed her eyes and parted her lips.

"With pleasure." And she did.

"Oh...and again..."

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Reece grumbled at the knock on the door. "We're fucking, go away!"

"Reece! I can't believe you said that!" Faith sat up and fixed her shirt.

"Well? We were almost there." The club owner frowned.

Faith just gave her a look.

"Oh alright, the door's half open anyways. COME IN!"

"Uh, you're sure?" asked the voice.

"COME IN NOW OR GO AWAY!"

A strange woman entered the room. Faith took note of how good looking she was, and what she was barely wearing, and sat straight up. She also saw Reece purse her lips as she too took stock of this woman.

"And you are?" A dark eyebrow raised in question.

"The new chick in town." She smiled.

"Oh, right. I forgot you started tonight." The club owner gave her body another long look.

"S'okay." She replied, blushing. Mmm, mmm, mm, you tall and sexy woman. After blatantly staring at the club owner, she glanced at the red head and shrugged. Oh I can see I'm going to like working here.. a lot.

"I'm Reece, I own the place, what was your name again?" The two shook hands.

Faith took offense at how long this woman held onto Reece's hand and forced down a sneer.

"You can call me Chris." She winked. You can all me anything you want, sexy.

You can call me Chris. The actress mimicked in her head. Spare me.

"So, what's wrong? Any problems? Just ask Faith here to teach you that sneer. That'll back 'em up a bit."

Faith tried to remove the ill-hidden expression from her face.

"No, no problems. Cori thought it would be a good idea to introduce myself."

Oh she did, did she? "You're the new bartender?" The actress looked the bartender up and down.

"Yeppers. Christina." She stuck out her hand.

Faith ignored the gesture and stood up, noting that she was at least 4 inches shorter than the new girl. She stuck out her chin in defiance.

Reece gave her lover a curious eyebrow. What's this? My little Faith is posturing?

"So, Reece, we should have quite a crowd tonight. I heard that the Playhouse is closed." The bartender arranged her shirt so more cleavage would show. "What do you think? Is it enough?" She pointed her tits at Reece.

That's about enough, toots... Faith stepped between the two women. "Why don't you just get back to work. Your boss has more important things to attend to at the moment." Run along now...

"Well, if it's ok with you, Reece," she flirted openly.

Faith narrowed her eyes at Christina. Oh, this one is for the books.

"You heard the lady, get back to work."

"Ok then, see you later, Reece. Bye Fawn." Christina closed the door behind her.

"FAWN? Why that little..."

"Faith, honey?" Reece chuckled.

"That--that...Argh! I don't like her, Reece, and don't think I didn't notice her flinging her tits at you like she was..."

The club owner bit her lip so she wouldn't laugh. "She'll do her job, that's all that counts."

"She'll do her boss given the chance." She fumed.

"And who makes that decision, Faith?" Reece wrapped her highly agitated lover in her arms and kissed her reassuringly. "It takes two to tango, babe, and I am not available to dance."

"Yeah, well...she better just watch it." The actress stared at the door. "Fawn...ha!" She snorted. "I'll give her something to remember my name by."

Reece watched with her arms folded across her chest as Faith pitched her fit.

"C'mere you." She reached out and pulled the actress into her arms again. "You know, you're beautiful when you're jealous."

"Shut up and make me feel better."

"And how would I do that?" Reece cocked her head and smirked.

"You can start by putting me on your lap and kissing me senseless."

"Definitely doable." The tall woman sat in her chair and followed the instructions. "Now what?" she asked breathlessly.

"You do it several times, or until I slide bonelessly onto the floor. Which ever comes first."

"Then what?" Reece leaned in and traced Faith's chin with her tongue.

"Then you do it again up on the main bar."

"Faith..." the club owner chuckled knowingly.

"If you love me, you'll do it." The actress pouted.

"You're serious? Babe, there's nothing to feel threatened about. Really."

"Oh? Then put yourself in my place. Go on...imagine it was the other way around."

After a few moments Reece's whole demeanor changed.

"I'll kill her."

"Well, that's not entirely necessary, but keep that option open."

Reece stood up with Faith still clinging to her.

"Where we going?"

"To the main bar. I got something to show Christina."

"I can't believe I missed that!" Violet laughed as she rang the doorbell.

"You really had to be there. It was hilarious." Cori snickered. "I never saw her behave like that before, and I've seen some things... It was most definitely a show of possession."

Violet rang the doorbell again. Still no answer.

"Right there on the bar? What did Christina do?"

"Actually, I think she enjoyed it. And they weren't fucking or anything, just putting on a good show." Cori knocked loudly.

"Well, the way the girls were talking...so anyway, Reece just carried her out there and started sucking her face off?"

"Yeah, Faith was wrapped around her like a second skin. I tell you, it was hot. Just sat her right on the bar. I was on stage and the customers started leaving me to watch them." She chuckled and kicked on the door.

"Cor? Are you sure she said we should come over?"

"Yeah, Faith invited us for dinner, she just hadn't told Reece yet." She paused and put her ear to the door. "I don't hear anything."

"Ya think they're doing it?"

"I don't know." She closed her eyes and covered the ear that wasn't against the door. "No, I'm sure they're not. I'd have heard something by now."

"You're right," her lover agreed. "They're not exactly the silent couple." She sat down on the stoop.

"Aha! There... I heard something." The dancer pointed upstairs.

"What was it? Are they doing it?" Violet stretched her legs out.

"And they accuse me of being a pervert. I think so.. I think I just heard Faith. Oh yeah, they're doing it alright."

"I just want to know. It's not like I want to watch them or anything," Violet said defensively.

"You know, ever since you saw them naked...Oh, bravo, Reece. That sounded wonderful."

"They weren't naked. Only Faith was." The piercer argued. "Let me hear too." She got up from the stoop and pulled Cori away from the door.

"I don't hear anything.. oh," she blushed, "I think you should congratulate Faith as well."

Cori put her ear to the door again. "I think they're done. Well, so, what'd you think? Hot huh?" Cori smirked and rang the doorbell repeatedly.

"Faith certainly is a hot little number. But Reece.. well... she's like.." Violet couldn't find the words.

"Uh huh. I thought you said she wasn't naked?" The dancer teased, now leaning on the doorbell.

"Well, not entirely. She's awesome, ain't she? And you slept with her? God, honey, you rule," Violet applauded.

"Heh, I'd bow but you'd probably goose me."

"You're probably right." The piercer leered. "Even so, neither of them turn me on as much as you, ya freak."

"Aww, that was too sweet."

"Come here, little girl. Wanna piece of candy?" Violet patted her lap.

Cori got comfortable and smiled. "I'm really glad Reece introduced me to you, babe." She craned her neck around to steal a kiss.

"Me too. I gotta remember to thank her." She cradled Cori's head and the two women kissed passionately.

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"Woo... wow... god..." Faith panted around Reece's tongue.

"Oh yeah.. you said it." Reece agreed breathlessly. "I love feeling you come." The club owner wrapped her arms around Faith's head and kissed her deeply.

The actress still had her eyes closed when Reece ended the kiss. "I think I have rug burn. Did you hear bells or was that just me?"

"As much as I'd like to take the credit, Cori's been one pain in the ass." Reece rolled off of her lover, grimacing as the carpet itched her sweaty back.

Faith sat up. "You think they left? I hope they didn't."

"I don't care." The club owner shrugged. "C'mere.." she reached for Faith's hands.

"Be nice. I did invite them, you know. They're probably mad at me now."

"Well then, maybe you should have thought about that before you threw yourself at me."

"I was putting on my underwear Reece, I hardly threw anything at you." Faith got on all fours and picked through the pile of clothes for said item.

"See? Look at you, there you go again."

The tall woman crawled behind the shorter one and slid her hands around to cup Faith's breasts. She sucked on her neck while rubbing the nipples with her thumbs.

"Oh baby..."Reece mumbled, and sucked harder.

Faith groaned and fell forward, enjoying the renewed arousal, until she felt teeth and pulled away.

"God, Honey, control yourself! What has gotten into you?" Faith peeled Reece's hands off of her breasts and pulled on her underwear. "John's gonna kill me!"

"What? He has make-up." Yeah, what has gotten into me? It's like I can't get enough of her. The club owner shrugged. "So I can't touch?" Reece stuck out her lip.

"Yes, you know very well that you can touch. Just not while our friends are standing on the stoop." Faith turned around and sucked Reece's protruding lip into her mouth, making the tall woman shiver.

"Why not? They can't see me." Reece grinned and began to dress as well.

"I'm going in here to get dressed, just to make sure I'm not throwing body parts at you without my knowledge." Faith closed the bathroom door behind her.

"You're no fun." Reece stuck her tongue out at the closed door.

"Put that away. That's how it all started." the actress replied.

Reece narrowed her eyes at the closed door.

"Oh, and that doesn't scare me either."

"What the hell?" Reece snickered. "I'm getting way too predictable."

BING BONG

"Well, I guess they're still here, Faith. I'll go let them in."

BING BONG

"Keep your panties on," Reece said as she came down the stairs, draping her sweatpants over her shoulder.

knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

BING BONG

knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock

"ALRIGHT YOU FREAK!"

Reece flung open the door and Cori fell into the house.

"Hey shithead. There's no need to grovel."

"Ha ha. Where the hell were you anyway?" Cori propped herself up on her elbows. "Oh, anyone ever tell you you should model those things?"

The tall woman followed Cori's eyes to her underwear and shrugged. "Hi Freaklet. Come on in." They stepped over the dancer and headed for the kitchen.

"Hey, she's right about your ass, Reece." The piercer shoved a bottle of wine at the club owner and jumped up on a stool.

"Hmm, planning on getting me drunk and having your way with me?"

"Shyeah, right." She shook her head in mock exasperation. "What took you so long, anyway?"

"I was fucking my woman."

"Reece!" Faith scolded from the doorway, with Cori right behind her. "Put your pants on. You're distracting the company."

"Well, it's a sin to tell a lie." The club owner smirked and stepped into her sweats.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Reece's ass has left the building."

"It does encores." The tall woman mooned the dancer.

"Cori," Faith rolled her eyes at Reece and kissed her friend hello. "I probably don't want to know the answer, but I have to ask--why were you on the floor?"

"She was banging her head against the door." Violet replied.

"My hands were occupado." The dancer continued.

"Oh." Faith didn't want to know.

"Then how were you ringing the doorbell?" Reece wondered.

Cori just wiggled her eyebrows.

"Faith, remind me to wash the door bell."

"Idiot." the dancer stuck her tongue out at the club owner.

"Freak." Reece grabbed it and pulled.

"OW! You are such a jerkoff, Reece!"

"Hey! I happen to like that particular appendage!" Violet slapped Reece's arm.

"Well, tell her to keep it where it belongs." The tall woman walked into the living room with some wine.

"I could, but that would be very antisocial." Cori followed closely behind her boss.

Faith and Violet looked at each other and shrugged. They watched the two friends partake in their favorite pastime. The actress turned and started pulling things out of the oven.

"So, how's business, Vi?"

"Ah, you seen one steel rod through the scrotum you've seen them all."

"Oh, never mind." Faith winced and quickly changed the subject. "What's up with you two? Do I hear wedding bells?"

"Not just yet, but we're registered at Trash and Vaudeville just in case."

Faith laughed and the two women began setting the table for dinner.

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Violet and Cori agreed to clean up after dinner. Reece took advantage of the situation and pulled Faith to the couch and onto her lap.

"Hey, I almost dropped this." The actress held up her wineglass and a beer bottle.

Reece took the beer bottle, emptied it quickly and set it on the coffee table. She wrapped her arms tightly around her lover's middle.

"Take it easy with the beer, babe, you've been pounding them pretty hard all night. I don't know if I can handle you drunk." Faith winked.

"Why don't we try it out then. I'm pretty fucked already." Reece slid her hands up and down the redhead's back and pulled her close.

"Honestly, baby, not that I'm complaining, but it seems like you can't keep your hands off of me lately."

"Should I?" The club owner replied, with her lips on the nape of Faith's neck.

"God no, but I was just..." The actress closed her eyes and shivered. Maybe I should feed her a steady diet of Budweiser? The actress thought briefly.

"Shhh." Reece kissed and nipped all the skin that she could reach.

While enjoying every second, Faith couldn't help herself from wondering what brought this on. She turned around to straddle her lover.

"Reece? Does this have anything to do with Christina?"

"I don't see her here, do you?" The club owner took Faith's glass and put it on the table. She then placed the smaller hands on the back of her own neck. "Scratchies.."

The actress obeyed and ran her nails up into Reece's hair. She adored the way her lover melted when she scratched her head.

The club owner squeezed Faith's face with both hands, pulling her closer, kissing her harder. The actress felt a tingle between her legs, and, finding the alcohol taste on Reece's tongue a turnon, she sucked on the invading muscle.

Mmm, yeah, gotta buy stock in Anhauser-Busch.. Faith leaned heavily into her lover, their bodies pressing together. Both women groaned, catching Cori's attention.

"Oh goody! Looks like we get to see them fuck." Cori stage whispered.

"Ooo, lucky me, Maybe I can learn something." Violet joked. "Quick, Cor, go get some popcorn."

Reece's middle finger appeared from under the collar of Faith's shirt.

The piercer returned the gesture with a loud raspberry. "Oh, and don't forget the Goobers, gotta have Goobers."

Violet sat in the recliner and made a show of getting comfortable. When the two women showed no intentions of stopping, however, she got a little uncomfortable.

"Hon, are they really going to do it in front of us? I don't know if I can take it?" She squirmed.

"No way. Are you kidding? They're just playing with us. Boss lady would never let us see Faith in that way. Too possessive." The dancer made herself comfortable with her lover in the large recliner.

Faith moaned languidly into her lover's open mouth as Reece's hands ran under her shirt and around to the front.

"Uhm.." Cori fidgeted watching her best friend arch into the touch. Not being able to see, but knowing full well what Reece was doing made the dancer wonder how drunk her friend was. "I'm sure she won't want us to see Faith naked." Right, Reece?

"Yeah, but it looks like she's doing quite an efficient job with her clothes on."

Reece's hands slid out of Faith's shirt and claimed her hips. She pulled her closer and the actress jerked and whimpered. The other women could hear them breathing heavily through their noses as they refused to break lip contact.

Cori started to get nervous that they really might go on and do it right there on the couch... in front of her and Violet.

"Cor?" The piercer gulped. "They're not stopping."

"I'm not blind, Vi. I'm pretty sure they're gonna stop as soon as they think we've sweat it out enough." Aren't they?

"Oh god, Reece..."

Violet and Cori groaned in sympathy from the recliner.

A blue eye popped open and glanced in the direction of the sounds. She broke the kiss and started to nip Faith's ear.

"Cori and Violet are going to cry, we've gotta stop," she whispered.

"Make them go away." she grunted.

"Can't, you invited them." She sucked the delicate earlobe.

"Oooooh god," she drawled. "Ok, but you'll have to stop that first."

Faith pulled away and, taking in the pained expressions on her friends' faces, blushed guiltily.

"I am so sorry." She got up off of Reece's lap and walked clumsily into the kitchen, pulling Cori along with her.

"You ok, babe?" Cori watched as her friend ran a shaky hand through her hair. "What's going on?"

"I don't know." Faith scrubbed her face with cold water from the sink.

"Oh man, Faith. She's on fire tonight!"

"Cori, she's been like that for days. I don't know what's gotten into her. It's scaring me."

"What do you mean, scaring you? Is she forcing you..."

"NO! No, she hasn't, but, no, nothing like that." She blushed deeply.

Oh, Faith darling, I think I know a secret. Cori smirked.

"She's been so much more sexual, you can almost feel it when she walks into a room. The energy, it's so strong, my arm hairs stand up!"

"You say this like it's a bad thing. I wouldn't complain."

"What has she been doing at work?"

"The usual, I guess, although she's been keeping her eye on the new girl."

"I think it has something to do with that floozy bartender. Ever since she started working, Reece has been insatiable."

"I wonder what that's all about? You don't think that Reece and Christina..?"

"No, I trust Reece, it's that tramp I don't trust. I think Reece is afraid of losing me or something. Maybe that Christina is planting things in her head. You should have seen the way she looked at her!"

"Faith, I know, she's a flirt, nothing more."

"Yeah, but I still don't understand why Reece has been so overzealous with me."

"And yet, you still complain."

"Oh, it's not a complaint, it's a question. Now that I think about it, ever since," Faith paused, remembering that day in the office. "...ever since that girl started working... everything's different."

"Well, after that blush, you'll have to elaborate. What's different?"

"Oh, well... it's been different, she's been different." Faith looked down at her hands.

"Sex? Is it better or worse? You're not helping much. I'm guessing here, Faith, spill it."

The redhead looked at her friend with a lopsided grin, and sat down on a stool.

"Well, I saw her, heard her when she was.. ok, when my parents were here?"

Cori nodded, pulled up a stool and sat down to face her.

"Well, we didn't get the chance to.. and so Reece was in her office, she didn't hear me come in... the music was on..."

"You caught her playing with herself?" Cori tried to help.

"Not just that, she was fantasizing.. out loud...about me." Faith blushed and shivered. "I heard her, and so I acted out her fantasy."

"And that's a problem because." The dancer wasn't getting something.

"Well, it was a matter of trust, the fantasy, serious trust. She let me... well, she begged me actually," Faith couldn't stop the cocky grin from her face.

Cori was wide-eyed with this information. "She really begged? How did you do that? Holy Jesus Faith.. this is huge for Reece! This is huge for you! I'm so happy for you."

Faith blushed even redder.

"Hey, if you don't feel too uncomfortable.." She wiggled her eyebrow.

"She let me be the first." The cocky grin reappeared.

"The first? I don't think there's any 'firsts' left for Reece Corbett."

"Think again."

The dancer thought about it and couldn't come up with a thing. Unless, by trust she means, submission? Oh, Faith sweetie, we have to talk about this!

"So, since then, she's been crazy. What's happening? It's like she has to stake her claim to me 24 hours a day."

"Oh, yeah, you poor baby." The dancer rolled her eyes.

Faith took a few more beers out of the fridge and Cori grabbed another bottle of wine.

"So, what do you make of this?" The actress asked.

"Really? I don't know. It could be anything. It could be that she's afraid of losing you, now that she gave something so important to you. It could be that she's afraid she may screw up--temptation was always her weakness."

Oh! That's it! She's afraid now that she gave me that trust, I'll walk away with it!

Cori was still speculating. "Maybe she's uptight about Jim. You know, you never really had a man..."

"Hmm, could be. But I think I get all the "man" I need. I just have to ask for it. " Faith wiggled her eyebrows.

"Ain't that great? You can have the dick attached to anyone you choose."

"It's not so much the dick, it's who it's attached to."

Cori nodded in agreement. "Come on, there's no telling what happened while we were gone."

When the dancer and the actress entered the living room, they were pleased to see their women snickering and getting along. Reece was lounging back casually on the couch and Violet was sitting on the coffee table with her feet on the couch.

"What are you two conspiring about?" Cori sat down next to Violet and refilled their glasses.

"Legs here was giving me some pointers." The piercer wiggled an eyebrow. She grabbed Cori around the waist and leered. "C'mon hon, lets go try a few of those out."

"Whoa, thanks, Reece! Now I can close my eyes and make believe it's you."

"Ew. Go sit over there." Violet pouted and pointed to the recliner.

Cori sat back in the chair. "Are you sure, sweetie? I'm not wearing any underwear." The dancer pulled a Sharon Stone maneuver for Violet's benefit.

Beer almost shot out of Reece's nose.

"Oh, Faith, it looks like we have some catching up to do. Gimme that bottle."

"I'm good, but I think my woman's had enough." The actress watched as the club owner tried to place the empty bottle on a coaster.

"Aww, just one more?" The tall woman leaned over and licked Faith's ear.

"So, you guys, you gotta hear this. Reece was telling me about that new bartender.. she's a pip!"

"The bartender or Reece?" Faith laughed and handed over another beer.

"Thanks babe." Reece smiled. "I was telling her what happened the other night with Chris." she snickered.

"Well, I must have missed that one, boss, you mind repeating it?" Cori saw Faith's expression turn sour, and raised an eyebrow.

"Sure, well, there's this new dancer, Susan, and she's kinda shy..." Reece took a swallow of beer.

"If it's so funny, how come you didn't tell me?" Faith asked accusingly.

"I must have been preoccupied." she grinned at her lover. "So Chris got this idea..."

"Chris? You're good friends now?" Faith interjected.

Cori cringed at her friend's attitude.

"What? No, she just prefers to be called Chris. So anyway, she thought that if she gave Susan a drink or two to loosen her up, she'd feel better." The club owner stopped to snicker and drink some more beer.

Cori watched in confusion as Faith became increasingly agitated.

"But you don't serve alcohol." The actress pointed out.

"That's what makes it so funny! So after the third so-called drink, this girl gets up on the bar and starts stripping! Naked!" Reece was hysterical. "Chris tried to get her down and Susan climbed on her shoulders and started yelling, 'Giddyup horsey!'" She stuttered a bit before adding, "Facing backwards!"

Both Reece and Violet were in tears with laughter. Faith grinned a little trying to imagine Christina's embarrassment. But it did little to stop the jealousy.

"Honey left the stage in tears 'cuz all the guys ran to the bar!" The tall woman continued to laugh. "How would she know that the girl couldn't hold her liquor?" She roared.

"Liquor? I don't even know her!" Violet laughed hysterically.

"Ok you two, that's it, you're cut off." Faith took away their drinks.

Cori got up and rubbed Faith's shoulder. "Hey, what's the big deal? They're having fun. Besides, they'll be punished for it tomorrow."

"Well, I guess you had to be there." Reece snorted.

"Did you have fun peeling Susan off of Chris." the actress asked.

"Hey, what's her problem?" Violet pointed her thumb at Faith, then became intrigued with the digit, examining it intently.

"Maybe you're right, Faith." The dancer turned to her girlfriend. "No more drinks for you, babe."

"I don't have a problem. Should I, Reece?" Faith asked defensively.

"Faith?" The club owner was confused. "Why are you acting like this?" The smile faded from her face.

Cori started to panic. Reece was a fun drunk, unless someone pissed her off. Then she was a raging drunk, which was a very frightening thought.

"Acting like what? I asked a simple question, that's all."

"Why are you so bothered by the bartender? She's a good worker and she's perfectly harmless." Reece defended Christina.

"How would you know she's harmless? Have you tested that theory?"

"What's going on, Faith?" Reece sat up straight and cocked her head.

"Nothing, I was hoping you'd answer that same question." She said with anger.

"Um, Faith, why don't you let it go for now, huh?" Cori tried to end this argument before some regretful things were said, but nobody paid her any mind.

"Are you still stuck on thinking that me and the bartender are having a thing?"

"You said it, I didn't."

"You're talking crazy. Why would I want her if I have you?" Reece was serious.

"I don't know. Maybe because you can?"

Reece stood up and shook her head in disbelief. She could feel the familiar rage bubbling up, her fingers tightened around the bottle. Is she fucking insane?! She swallowed hard, trying to force the reflexive aggression that Faith's accusation triggered.

"Well Reece? Don't you even have some sort of an answer?"

The club owner looked to Cori, and shook her head. Please Cori, make her go away. Somewhere amidst the alcohol and the anger was the knowledge that this is Faith. This is the woman I love. Try as she might, she couldn't help the rage from surfacing. The woman I love..and after all I gave her? This is what she does? The adrenaline pumping out of control through Reece's body suddenly wasn't as welcome a feeling as it used to be. The need to lash out wasn't thrilling her as it should. In fact, it was scaring her. Reece realized the violent outburst was imminent and it made her feel sick.

"Faith, hon, let it go." Cori slid her arm around Faith and glared at her, begging her to stop. The look in those ice blue eyes frightened her. The dancer could see Reece at war with herself, and as much as she'd been intrigued about "The Animal", now was not the time to meet her. The dancer was afraid for her friends.

"Well, I guess her silence is all I need to know."

"I thought you knew me." The club owner hissed through gritted teeth. "I thought you noticed that I changed," she threw the beer bottle against the wall. "You know what? Fuck you, Faith! I don't need this crap!" The angry club owner swiped the bottle of wine off the table and stomped out of the house.

Cori and Faith cringed in preparation for the slam and were surprised when Reece didn't even bother closing the door at all.

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Reece stormed out of the house and jumped on her Harley. She had no idea where she was going at first, but her bike must have because she turned onto the highway and headed out of the city.

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Faith just sat there staring at the beer as it dribbled down the wall. Cori felt bad for her friend, but couldn't understand why she had acted as she did. She knew Reece would flip out. She knew the tall woman had no patience for confrontation. Especially drunk. She also knew that Faith was aware of these things. It was like she wanted this fight to happen. Didn't she just say how much she trusted Reece in the kitchen?

Violet went over to the actress and squatted down in front of her, lifting her chin to face her.

"Wanna tell me what that was all about?" The piercer asked harshly.

Faith shook her head and fought back tears.

"Vi?" Cori wanted to know why her girlfriend was being so hard.

"No, wait, Cor, hear me out. Do you know what we were talking about in here first, Faith?"

"You're going to tell me anyway aren't you?" The actress sighed in defeat, looking to the ceiling to staunch the flow of tears.

"I thanked Reece for introducing me to Cori. I told her how much Cori means to me, and how much better my life is because she's in it. Look at me, Faith."

Faith looked into Violet's eyes and saw sincerity.

"Do you see the truth in there?" When the actress nodded she continued. "Reece told me the same about you. She told me how much you mean to her. She told me how she trusts that you will always be there, and how hard it must be for you to put up with the likes of her. And how scary it was to let go of her demons."

"Oh no.." Faith sobbed.

"She told me how unreasonable and stubborn she is, what a hardass she can be, and still, through it all, you never give up." Violet wiped Faith's face with her sleeve and smiled.

"But the best part is, that hardass, stubborn, unreasonable woman told me that she'd die without you. Now, you wanna tell me what that was all about?"

Faith cried her heart out. Cori cried with her. Never did she think that Reece would spill her guts like that to any one. She was proud of her girlfriend for getting Reece to open up like she did. Jesus, just add alcohol...

"I'm such an asshole. I probably just blew everything!" The actress wept loudly in the arms of her two friends.

"No, I think you can fix it. But you'll have to let her cool off."

"I don't think she'll ever forgive me! I love her so much! What the hell is wrong with me?"

"No, she will forgive you, she's just hurting right now. After how she put you on that pedestal, she has to be smarting pretty bad. Just give her time."

"Oh god, I really hurt her!" Faith panicked.

"Shh, babe, it happens, it's normal." Cori comforted her friend.

"Normal? You're talking about Reece.. " The actress sniffed.

"You'd be surprised at how deep her feelings go for you, Faith."

"But she's really upset! She does irrational things..."

Everyone looked at each other, unable to argue with that statement. "She's going to take it out on someone, somehow..."

"Oh no... Christina!" Cori and Violet spoke in unison.

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Reece downed the last of the wine and threw the empty bottle, the crash barely satisfying her. "And to top it off... she accuses me of fucking the bartender!" She threw her helmet in anger, watching it smack into the neighboring marble cross.

The tall woman had been there nearly half an hour, pacing, ranting and raving about what happened since the last time she was here.

"I have never felt like this in my whole goddamned miserable life! I feel like a piece of my chest was ripped out.. like my heart hurts!" She punched herself in the chest as she spoke.

She walked in circles for several minutes, winding down. Once the rage had silenced, Reece could hear his voice in her head.

"Siddown or I'm gonna hog tie ya to that ugly freakin' cross over there!"

"Sorry, Uncle Frankie," her words slurred slightly as she relaxed. Feeling the need to be closer, she squatted over his grave.

"You know, there's plenty of people who'd kill you to have me in this position. That's if you weren't already dead, you asshole. I miss the shit out of you."

"Ay, such an ugly mouth on such a pretty face!"

The club owner smiled briefly and began to feel very drained. She turned around, leaned her back on the stone, and slid down.

"I know she's just being jealous. I know what jealousy can do. So why did I react the way I did?"

She stretched her legs and pressed her cheek against the cool marble.

"I love her, Frankie, I really do. I'm not afraid of it anymore. I trust her... more than anyone in this world. How come she can't trust me?" She closed her eyes and pictured Faith's face. "I gave her everything. I may not know how to tell her how much she means to me, but I sure can show it." She grinned with the memory of hours before and how she had demonstrated her love.

"And I can honestly say she loves me just as much."

The tall woman looked sadly off in the distance.

"I'm no angel, I know why she said those things. So why did I react like that? Jealousy isn't new to me. What is wrong with me? And why haven't I fired that bartender yet if she's making so much trouble with my woman?" She scowled and made a mental note to do just that when she got home.

"I just don't know how to do this. Where did I fuck up?" She yawned, blowing warm breath across Frankie's name, fogging up the stone.

"Heh, sorry 'bout that, I had a bit to drink."

She winced after admitting that to him, hearing him in her head loud and clear.

"You stupid son of a chooch! You wanna get yourself killed?"

Reece dropped her head down to her chest like a chastised child.

"You drive that freakin' thing drunk? After you tell me how much you have to live for? Go somewhere and sleep it off, then go home and tell Faith how much you love her."

"Yes sir." She saluted, then whispered, "I miss you, Uncle Frankie."

"Me too, Animal."

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The three women ran into the Lounge fully expecting a riot of some sort, but there was nothing.

"Sarge? Is the boss here?" Cori asked, her eyes scanning the place.

"No, did you lose her or something?"

"Sort of. Where's Christina?" Faith asked expectantly.

Sam shrugged. "Beats me. She's not working today. She lost too? Maybe they're in the same place."

"I sure as hell hope not." Violet said with a glance towards Faith.

"I'll be right back." The actress started towards Reece's office.

"Faith, what are you doing?" Cori caught up to her and grabbed her by the arm.

"I'm going to leave a note in her office. I have to apologize."

Cori didn't buy that story; the look on her friend's face clearly indicated she was going in there to snoop.

"Faith, this is ridiculous. Reece would never fuck around on you. Especially with someone here! What has gotten into you? If she finds out you went through her things, she'll be even more angry. Think about that." Cori let go of Faith's arm and let her go on.

"She's going to take inventory, ain't she?" Violet asked Cori.

"Unfortunately. I wish I knew why this was upsetting her to this degree. Jealousy is one thing, but Faith is really gone."

"Love does some strange things, Cori."

"That it does." The dancer agreed.

"Where do you think she went if she's not here?" Violet wondered.

"I don't know. I'm worried about her. I'm kind of upset that she's not."

"You'd rather she kill Chris?"

"At least I'd know where she is." Cori frowned. "Reece, in that condition.. I hope that not being here isn't the only thing she does out of character tonight."

"Yeah, for everybody's sake." The piercer frowned too.

"Hey ladies, can I interest you in a drink?" Sam tried to lighten the morose mood.

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Faith put the key in the door and felt guilty the moment she stepped inside the dark room. It smelled like Reece--leather and cologne. She inhaled deeply and closed her eyes. After shutting the door, she glanced around the room. Everything looked normal. What was I expecting to find anyway? Panties hanging from the lights? She looked at the lights reflexively. Stop that, this is wrong. Cori is right, Reece would never do that. Grow the fuck up and stop the bullshit.

The actress locked the door behind her after one final inhale of Reece. She found her two friends seated at the stage waving money as a new girl danced. She chuckled when the dancer put her thong on Cori's head.

"Hey, who is that? She's good!" Faith shouted over the music.

"Susan." Cori yelled back and placed the dollar in the naked girl's garter.

"Doesn't seem that shy to me."

"Thank god, where's the fun in that?" Violet laughed.

Cori gave Faith a questioning look and was answered with a reassuring smile.

"You did the right thing, babe. I'm proud of you."

"Thanks. But it wasn't easy."

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Reece felt something hit her foot and jumped up, ready to strike. She immediately regretted that as every muscle protested the abrupt movement.

"Did you hear me? Get the hell out of here before I call the cops!"

The club owner focused her bloodshot eyes on the security guard holding a blackjack over his head.

"Oh please, you can put that thing down now." Reece twisted her neck every which way until it popped loudly.

"Go on, get moving. I know all about you cemetery sickos..."

He was cut off along with his air supply as Reece lifted him off the ground by his throat.

"You know, I could have shoved that stick so far up your ass by now if I felt so inclined. But as luck would have it, I'm in no mood to hear you scream."

The guard fell to the dirt and rubbed his neck. He watched the tall woman as she brushed off her butt and shook the stiffness out of her arms.

"God, I can't believe I fell asleep." she mumbled as she reached for her helmet. She frowned when she noticed the dent and shook her finger accusingly at the cross.

"You know, you're a real nut, lady..."

The club owner slapped her hand over the guard's mouth and glared at him.

"Don't you know when to shut up?"

The man mumbled behind her hand.

"Please, I beg of you, don't make me hurt you. I have a screaming hangover." She released the man, who stepped back a few feet watching as this crazy person twisted her back until that too popped.

"What the hell are you doing here at this time of the morning?" the guard asked from a safe distance.

Reece shrugged. "I guess I didn't want to sleep alone." she said as she walked away.

Oh shit, do I hurt! The club owner winced as she straddled the bike. Ok, here goes nothing... She gritted her teeth and brought the beast to life. She felt as if every single internal organ was being jostled as the machine sputtered, rumbled and roared.

"Oh god.." she moaned as the sound echoed inside her helmet. "I know this is your doing, Frankie, thanks a lot."

"No problem chooch. You earned it."

"You I can talk to. Now, how do I explain myself to Faith?" she wondered as she drove off.

Faith woke up from her restless nap and glanced at the clock. "Shit! Reece?" she hollered, jogging up the stairs to the bedroom. "I can't believe I slept so long!"

"Reece?" she asked again, opening the door to the empty room.

"Oh God, she never came home!" Faith ran downstairs and flung open the door to the guest room in hopes of finding her lover. Finding no one in that room, the actress walked back to the couch she slept on and cried.

"She isn't coming back." she sobbed. "She took off on that bike and she's never coming back." The redhead punched the couch.

"Oh no! She took the bike?" Faith's heart beat frantically. In that condition? What if she had an accident? What is she's laying hurt somewhere? What if she's... It would be all my fault..

Just then the sweetest sound she'd ever heard broke her out of her morbid thoughts. She ran to the front window in time to see Reece cut the engine and back her bike onto the sidewalk in front of the house. Faith fell to the floor and cried again, but this time they were tears of relief.

The tall, exhausted woman slowly put her key in the door, afraid of what she'd face on the other side. It's not like I don't deserve it, running away. I'm always fucking running.. Steeling herself and her hideously pounding head for the wrath of Faith, she took a deep breath and turned the doorknob.

Opening the door slowly, she peeked inside. Upon seeing Faith on the floor she threw open the door and rushed in. Hearing the redhead's hysterical sobbing made Reece's heart leap into her throat--a rather unwelcome feeling with the extent of her hangover. Immediately thinking she was the cause of such pain to her lover, other things leapt to her throat and she barely made it to the bathroom in time.

Faith was so relieved when Reece entered the house. She was back, a little disheveled, but in one piece. The fright she gave herself earlier made her knees weak and now she couldn't get up off the floor. The actress noticed the horrified expression on her lover's face and was about to explain that she was 'happy crying,' but didn't get the chance as Reece bolted to the guest bathroom to throw up.

"Oh my god! Sweetheart!" Faith didn't give her numb legs a second thought as she flew after her lover in concern.

"Go away." Reece moaned pitifully into the toilet.

"No, baby, open the door, you don't understand.."

"No, you don't understand, I'm no good for you. Just go away." She groaned and was sick again. "Ooohhh, my fucking head.."

"Reece Corbett, if you don't open this door right now I'll bust it down!" Faith was adamant.

The actress heard the toilet flush and the water run as Reece brushed her teeth. She began looking around for something to pick the lock with when the door opened.

"Are you ok?" she asked her lover's back.

"Yeah, just wonderful." Reece grunted, spitting out toothpaste.

Faith put her hand on the club owner's back under her jacket, needing to touch her. She felt a stab of pain in her gut when the woman flinched.

"Honey, you're all clammy. Let me help you get undressed and into the shower."

"I meant what I said. I'm a fuckup, you deserve better than me." Reece resisted Faith's effort to undress her and pushed past the smaller woman and out of the room.

The actress took some time to will herself to stop crying and followed her lover into the kitchen. She's beating herself up, you knew she would. Give her some time. Halfway there, she saw Reece's jacket on the floor. A little further down the hall were her boots, then her shirt, her jeans, then finally her bra draped over a kitchen chair. She smiled as she collected the clothing, knowing that Reece was planning on staying a while.

She noticed that there was odd-looking dirt on her pants, on the ass and knees specifically. Mud? She checked the other items and found mud on her jacket and boots also. Where the hell was she?

Reece was leaning her elbows and forehead on the counter waiting for the coffee maker to finish. Poor baby must feel awful. Faith frowned.

"Must you brew so damned loudly?"

"If that thing answers you I'm leaving." Reece closed her eyes at the soft sounds of Faith's teasing voice. Why is she still here? Doesn't she want to yell and scream at me?

"Hello? Did you fall asleep? Hon?"

She's calling me hon?

"Faith, if you're only being nice to me because I'm hungover, don't. Go on, tell me what you want, I can take it." The tall woman squeezed her eyes closed and readied herself.

"Oh, Reece, you don't get it, do you?" Faith burst into tears again.

Reece's stomach twisted at the sound. "I make you cry. I'm not good for you."

The club owner jumped as two small hands wrapped around her middle and a kiss was placed on her back.

"Oh? You think so? I'll be the judge of what's good for me. I didn't start living until I laid eyes on you. So, you may think you know what's good for me, but you don't."

"I know that no one should ever make you cry."

Reece stood up and poured the coffee into a huge mug. She didn't want to lose physical contact with Faith, so she stood there at the counter despite the way her body felt standing upright. I knew that from the first time I saw you, you were crying and it made me feel something new....intense. I know now, it broke my heart.

"I made you cry." Reece whispered.

"Reece, I was scared! I thought I'd lost you!" She felt the panic rise just at the thought of it. "I really thought I'd never see you again, and it scared me to death."

"And whose fault is that?" Reece asked bitterly.

"Both of ours. What is it that you said? It takes two to tango?" The actress turned Reece to face her.

"But only one to fuck everything up." Reece stared into forgiving green eyes. Even red mmed, they were beautiful to her. "I'm sorry." Her voice cracked and she spun away from Faith in embarrassment.

"What did she say? The redhead stared at her lover's back in disbelief. Well don't make a big deal of it, act normal..

"Reece, aren't you listening to me at all?"

"Yeah, I'm listening." She walked into the living room and sat on the coffee table, grimacing as the hot coffee burned her raw throat. She was a little angry with herself for losing it a second ago.

Faith got on her knees at Reece's feet. It was the only way she could make the stubborn woman look at her.

"You don't have to apologize, I attacked you. I was jealous, and I was being ridiculous. I should know better. I'm the one who's sorry. I love you so much. Please forgive me?"

"You shouldn't have to edit what you say to me. It's not fair." The tall woman opened her teary, bloodshot eyes and saw Faith on her knees, her eyes pleading with her for forgiveness.

"Get up. I never want to see you on your knees for me, Faith. Ever!"

Although Reece was as serious as a heart attack, and Faith knew exactly what she meant, the actress found the topless woman irresistible. She laid her head on a naked breast and sighed with relief at the comfort.

"Hmm, I can think of a few good reasons to be down here." Faith slid her hands up to Reece's waist.

The club owner's head pounded. She felt like there were wads of cotton under her eyelids and her throat felt like sandpaper. Still, Faith's statement tickled her somehow, and she began to laugh.

"Reece?" Faith was taken by surprise at this reaction. What in the world? Laughter was the last thing she expected. She looked up as the tall woman laughed and couldn't help but giggle too, it felt so good. Saving the rug from destruction, she took the coffee mug and placed it on the table.

Reece was nearly guffawing and when she snorted, Faith winced.

"Oh baby, that had to hurt," she chuckled reaching up and rubbing Reece's head.

"Like hell, Faith, it hurts like hell But I can't stop laughing.."

"Well, if I knew it was so funny, I'd have propositioned you on my knees much sooner." the redhead teased.

"Ohhh, God.. my head..." Reece wound down and wiped her eyes. "You have no idea the torture it was riding that bike.."

"You just remember that feeling the next time you get on that bike drunk. God Reece! Where the hell did you go off to?" Faith started to relive her fear. "What the hell were you thinking! You could have gotten yourself killed!" Her voice raised an octave and the tall woman shrank back in pain.

"Please, not now. I've been punished enough." she whispered.

"Yeah, well, this conversation isn't over. Come on, baby, let's get you in bed." Feeling bad about her lover's condition, she backed off the subject. Reece took the offered hand and followed Faith upstairs.

"So, are we ok?" The actress asked hesitantly.

Reece shrugged. "I guess so. I never really stuck around before. I don't know how this works. God, I'm so tired."

"I shouldn't have backed you into a corner. I trust you, I was being stupid."

Reece crawled into the big bed and sighed with pleasure when her head hit the pillow.

"You trust me." Reece repeated. That felt good.

"I hope you can still trust me." Faith spoke quietly.

"I trust you Faith. I really do." She smiled. That felt good too.

"Thank you, Reece. That means the world to me." She kissed the club owner's lips and ran her fingers through her hair.

"Mmm. I like that." Reece yawned and moved her head into the scratching nails. "Faith?"

"Yeah?" The smaller woman pulled the comforter over her exhausted lover.

"Frankie would have kicked my ass for this.. for you." Sad and sleepy blue eyes melted Faith's heart.

"I bet I would have liked this guy." She smiled.

"I'll take you to meet him one of these days." Reece turned over onto her side and closed her eyes.

Faith kissed her lover's ear and started to get up from the bed.

"Don't leave." Reece whispered.

"Oh honey, I have to go to work.."

"No. I mean even if I'm stupid.."

"Even if you're stupid, I won't leave you."

"Love you." She mumbled. "I wish I could show you."

Faith wondered about that statement from her groggy lover. Show me? What does she mean show me? Unless... Oh Reece, that's why you've been so attentive lately? You think that you have to prove it to me by making love?

"I know you love me, baby, and you don't have to do anything but look at me to prove it."

Faith waited til her lover was snoring, and then stopped scratching her head. The actress stretched and yawned. The big bed looked so inviting and she frowned at it. Stupid re-shoot. I look like hell today and John is going to give it to me good!

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"Ohhh, Miss Thing!?!? You look hideous!" the make up artist hung his mouth open dramatically and ran for the under eye cream.

"Not today, John, not today. I'm cranky. This is your only warning."

"I have Nuprin, Aspirin, Pamprin.. all the 'prins,' sweetie."

"John.." Faith groaned.

"Good God! Look at your eyebags!" He reached for some other sort of remedy.

"Ugh, what is that stuff?"

"Hemorrhoid cream. Uh uh uh.. keep them closed, Louise, terrible things can happen."

"JOHN! You did not just put ass cream on my face!" Faith was horrified.

"Oh relax, Red, it's perfectly ok. How do you think Michele looks so good after a night of drunken bacchanalia?"

"But on my eyes?"

"Pardon me ma'am, would you like some cheese with that whine?"

"Fuck you."

The make up artist clutched his chest and staggered backwards, waving the tube of cream around wildly. "Oh this is it.. He gasped, "I'm coming Elizabeth.. it's the big one.."

"Ok, ok. Cut it out." she grinned. "I told you I was a cranky bitch"

"And I'm a hyper-sensitive queen. The twain should never meet."

Faith was relieved at John's insistence. If anything, his antics made her chuckle and that isn't a bad thing at all.

"So, Louise, wanna talk about it? Hmmm?"

"Not really, but I just know that's not the right answer."

The make up artist sucked in a loud exaggerated gasp.

"Lord lord lord! That neck! Give me Spike's phone number, young lady! We have to talk, man to man."

"Oh, don't ever say that to her face there, buddy." Faith snickered at the thought.

"Oh, like she's not butch. Please, sweetheart." He rolled his eyes and snorted.

"I'm talking about you calling yourself a man."

"Touche. So what's with the eyes? Hormonal?"

"We had a big fight."

"Ok, Chatty Cathy, I see it's all up to me then."

"We made up. Is that better?"

"Much. It would explain the teeth marks on your shoulder that seem to be going..." He peeked down the front of Faith's shirt.

"John! Get out of there." she slapped him in the head.

"Ooooo! She bit your titty! She's an animal!"

"Stop that!" She blushed. "I can't believe you looked!" Faith clutched her shirt against her chest.

"I'll show you mine.." John lifted up his shirt and stuck out his chest.

She couldn't help but grin at him. He really knew how to make her day more interesting. She poked him in the nipple and looked shocked when he tried to retaliate.

"Oh, you must get over yourself, sweetheart. They're adorably perky, but they ain't in no danger from me. I'd never be biting on anything so cute."

"Will you just stop? God!" She scolded. "Anyway, that was before the fight."

"Oh, I see." He pursed his lips and batted his eyelashes. "So you like it like that, huh?"

"Dunno yet, but I'll let you know the moment she ties me up and has her way with me." She gave the makeup artist an evil grin.

"Promises, promises."

"Watch it, wisenheimer, I'll have her come here and tell you how much she liked it herself. Maybe she'll even show you."

"Ok. Shutting up now. Don't sic her on me, she frightens me a little." He indicated how little with two fingers.

"She'd cut off her own hand before she hurt me. You, however.."

"I bet she doesn't even know her own strength. She looks like she drinks her milk alright... straight from the cow."

"Oh, now that's a pretty picture."

"I'm just saying.." He examined her eyes.

"John, the makeup please?" She clucked her tongue.

"OH, that reminds me of a movie, 'Liquid Sky'. Ever see that one? 'Chicken lady with the eyebags..' HA!" He cracked himself up.

"John." She glared daggers at him, pointing to her face.

"Yes, ma'am. Right away, ma'am."

Cori was waiting patiently outside the studio when Faith exited the building. The dancer had agreed to meet her and the two were going to go shopping.

The actress held up a hand signaling Cori to come over while she said good bye to her co-stars. "Hey, Ali, thanks for helping me out, I really wasn't myself. I don't know why I let that man get to me."

"That's alright, no need to thank me. Are you feeling better than you were before?"

"Yeah, much. I'm still beat, but now I can think of plenty to say to that moron. Man, he pisses me off!"

"Who pisses you off?" Cori inquired.

"Chucky, the asshole producer of this show. He started in on that pervert crap today. He came into makeup and saw a hickey or two and said something in reference to a lap dance."

"Get the fuck outta here! What happened?" The dancer frowned.

"She tore him a new asshole. I whisked her away before she shoved her foot into it. Was nothing really." Ali winked at Faith.

"Alison, my hero, meet Cori, my savior." Faith winked back at her friend.

"Savior? Really, Faith, all I did was loan you some underwear."

Ali raised an eyebrow at Sandy, who'd only caught the last part of the conversation.

"OK, you can't just say something like that without expanding a little bit." She offered her hand to Cori.

"I'm Sandy, pleased to meet you. Now elaborate."

"Cori, pleasure. See, Faith was working in a bar when I met her. Her jeans were soaked and.."

"Oh? And what kind of bar was this exactly?" Ali inquired.

"Hey, you guys hungry? Wanna go grab a bite? We could chat over food."

"Yeah! The two of us were just going shopping, wanna come with?" Faith offered.

"Sure, I'm free, what about you, Sandy?" Alison was eager to meet Faith's friend, maybe hear some embarrassing stories as well.

"I'm game. Besides, I'm sure you have plenty of dirt for us on this one here." Sandy pointed at Faith, who was giving her a face.

"Pretty. Posing for a new head shot?"

Just then Michele wandered over to the crowd. Alison rolled her eyes, giving Cori the impression that the newcomer wasn't a welcome addition.

"Hi guys. What are you talking about?" Who's this oddball?

Faith noticed the way Michele was looking at Cori and couldn't figure out if it was curiosity or intrigue.

"Hi, Mish, this is Cori, she's taken." Faith smirked.

"Don't believe everything you hear, I'm not such a letch." Mish narrowed her eyes at the group, who collectively snorted. "I don't know why everyone thinks I am." She shook Cori's hand and smiled. "You know, I don't ever think I've seen hair quite that color before. It's, um, unique. And that thing?" She pointed to the tattoo winding around her shoulder. "God! It's so, so...masculine!"

Cori glanced at her shoulder and quirked an eyebrow in annoyance, which drew Michele's attention to the piercing.

"I can't imagine what kind of job you can hold down with all those rings in your face."

"I do just fine, thank you." The dancer sneered at Michele.

"Ok, well, later, Mish, we gotta get moving." Sandy pushed Alison, who pushed Faith. Cori was still glaring at Michele, and Faith had to grab her by the elbow and drag her away.

"Oh, she's a breath of fresh air, ain't she?" The dancer said with disgust.

"You should see her when she's on a roll. I don't know if this is insulting or not, but I think you may be the first woman to come this close to Michele that she didn't try to pick up." Sandy laughed.

"Definitely not an insult." The dancer grinned.

"I think you frightened her actually." Faith joined in the laughter.

"Maybe if I would have showed her my tongue.." Cori wiggled it at the girls.

"Whoa." Alison gasped. "Did that hurt? I've seen one, but two?"

"Reece calls her a freak."

"Faith, now, you know she means that as a term of endearment. She loves me, face it." The dancer teased. "Besides, she should talk."

"Reece has a tongue piercing?" Sandy raised an eyebrow. Cori raised one back.

"Well c'mon then, it looks like you have a few stories to tell." Ali linked elbows with Cori and the four women strolled away.

"Starting with Faith's wet underwear." Sandy prompted.

"Nooo, Reece's tongue!" Ali shouted.

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Alison came out of the dressing room with a flourish and posed dramatically for Cori and Faith.

"That is definitely a keeper!" Faith clapped as Ali twirled around and looked over her shoulder like a runway model.

"Come on Sandy, let's go!" Cori urged.

"No, I'm not coming out there wearing this! Uh uh, no way."

"Sandy, if I'm wearing this, you can wear that." Alison gestured to the tiny little outfit she was hardly wearing.

"Whose idea was it to go to Frederick's Of Hollywood anyway?" Sandy yelled from the dressing room.

"That's it, woman.." Faith pulled open the door and everyone giggled.

"See? I look ridiculous!" Sandy whined.

"You were supposed to take off the sweat socks and work boots first, hon," Cori snickered. "Although the feather boa does complete the look."

"Bite me." Sandy yanked the door closed behind her.

"Well, that does it, she's way too butch for me." Cori teased.

"Hey wise ass, why aren't you trying on anything racy?"

"You know, Sandy, for someone who spends most of the show in a negligee, I don't see how you can be shy?" Faith wondered.

"That's easy, it's a character in her underwear. Not me. She does the crazy things, I don't." She opened the door and went rummaging around in a clothing rack.

"Oh, I know that one." Ali nodded. "I do that too. It's much easier, right Faith? Isn't that how you were able to make out with Jim?"

"Well, actually, I didn't pretend to be anyone else, I pretended that he was." Faith accepted the garments that Sandy handed her and went into the dressing room.

"Tall, dark and gorgeous no doubt." Ali snickered.

"She's gorgeous alright. I think I'll pretend it's her too. You don't mind, Faith, do you?" Sandy grinned.

"Nah, it's cool, she shares." Cori answered.

"Oh, more stories? Do tell?" Ali wiggled her eyebrow.

"I do not share her! And no more stories, Reece's ears must be burning." Faith yelled from behind the door.

"Don't you mean her ass? You got me daydreaming about her underwear now. Thanks, Cori."

"Don't mention it." She grinned.

"So? What do you think?" The redhead emerged from the dressing room wearing a little black and royal blue number with garters and all.

"Oh baby! Faith, you are stunning!" Sandy blurted.

"Shit yeah! Wrap it to go!" Ali nodded in agreement.

"Reece will fall to her knees in worship if she sees you in that." Cori twirled Faith around. "Oh, I may fall to my knees in worship."

"Cut that out, you guys. It really looks good?" Faith received six raised eyebrows in reply.

"OK then, I'll take it."

"Remind me to be far away from the house when you model that one, Faith. I really don't wanna see what unfolds."

"I wouldn't mind seeing Reece on her knees, would you, Ali?" Sandy teased.

"Not at all. As long as she was in front of me."

"Is there one person who isn't in lust with my woman?" Faith rolled her eyes.

"John." Three voices replied in unison.

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Cori and Faith had some time to talk after the girls had left, so the actress filled the dancer in on the events of the day. Cori was extremely surprised that Reece managed to get herself home from wherever she had gone with that bad of a hangover. She was also very angry with Reece for driving like that in the first place. She reminded herself to lay into the boss about that.

Cori explained to Faith that returning to her, in that kind of a vulnerable state, was proof as to how much the tall woman needed her. The dancer went on to tell her that Reece was never willing to let anyone that close when she was that weak. That she came home to Faith--and seemingly innocently stripped herself naked--was nothing short of a miracle. In the club owner's strange way, she was begging for Faith to forgive her, hold her and mother her.

Faith was beginning to understand more and more about the way her lover acted and reacted. Thanks to Cori, she was more attuned to Reece's thought processes. Each time they talked, the dancer always added more pieces to the puzzle; sometimes the littlest things were like giant doors of understanding opening up for Faith. Each door the actress walked through brought her closer to the club owner. It certainly wasn't easy dealing with her lover's erratic and confusing behavior, but Faith was willing to go to hell and back just to be held in those strong comforting arms. She even doubted that Reece had any idea how much it meant to Faith to wake up next to her in the morning.

Faith felt so close to Reece when she walked in the door, and she had every intention of smothering her with love and attention for the remainder of the day. Entering the bedroom, the actress was startled to find Reece still asleep. She tiptoed out and went down to the kitchen for some coffee.

I hope she's ok.. she worried.

Faith was really tired herself, but going to sleep now would screw up her body clock, and it took weeks to get her adjusted to normal working hours.

Well, if you can call this normal. Stupid Charles. Why is he so hell-bent on picking on me? What did I ever do to him? Thank God Reece doesn't know about this. Then again, maybe she'll...

The actress thought about having Reece 'talk' some sense into the guy, then dismissed it with a shake of her head.

That's too schoolyard. My girlfriend's bigger than your girlfriend. She chuckled.

Turning to the sink, she saw dirty dishes and was glad that her lover had woken up and eaten some time during the day.

"Now she's just being a lazy-ass." She grinned.

Faith cleaned up the kitchen and took two cups of hot coffee upstairs to the bedroom. After setting them down she looked over at the sleeping woman.

She certainly is a sight.

Reece was sprawled on her stomach with only her underwear on. She had her left arm under the pillow she was hugging, the right one thrown up over her head. Her shoulders were smooth, relaxed, and her back looked inviting. It was all Faith could do not to crawl on top of the woman and lick her from butt to shoulder. Reece was facing towards Faith, her lips parted slightly, also very inviting. The only thing keeping the redhead from acting on her urges was the expression on her lover's face.

She looks so peaceful.

Faith got on her knees to study Reece more closely. She carefully removed the stray lock of hair that had fallen into Reece's face, tucking it behind her ear. The tall woman flinched and Faith jumped back. Knowing her lover was nearing consciousness, the actress leaned in slowly and gently touched her lips with her own. Faith could smell the soap and shampoo and knew there had been a shower involved too sometime today. She inhaled again, letting the familiar scent calm her. Reece licked her lips and turned onto her back, giving Faith a full frontal view.

She is just so wonderful!

Green eyes scanned the long muscular body from head to toe, stopping for a while to admire Reece's breasts, then moving up to her mouth. The actress couldn't help herself, one look at those wet pink lips and she was a goner. Faith crawled up on the bed and licked her own lips in preparation for the kiss.

"Are you going to stare at me or kiss me?"

"You rat! You were awake!" Faith shook her finger. Reece opened her eyes and grinned at her lover.

"Yeah well, I smelled the coffee. But just barely over the smell of that hairspray. Why do they do that to your poor innocent hair?" She teased.

"Just for that you have to wait for that kiss. I'm going to shower all this nonsense off my body."

Faith was pulled onto the bed and surrounded in a bear hug. She then found herself on her back with two beautiful breasts dangling over her face.

"God, baby, are you trying to kill me?" she whined looking back and forth hungrily at the two just out of reach treats.

"No, just getting my kiss." Reece lowered herself down onto Faith and nibbled on her lips, easing her weight on top of the smaller body.

Faith felt the nipples brush down her cheeks and groaned. She whimpered when Reece's tongue slid into her mouth. Faith felt wonderfully safe enveloped by and covered in Reece.

"Yum. Cinnamon?" The club owner kissed her again for a second taste, her tongue inspecting all the crevices of the actress' mouth. Reece noted with a smirk that Faith was breathing quite heavily when she pulled away from the kiss.

"My guess is Dunkin' Donuts."

"I don't know..can't think.. Kiss me again." Faith sighed with pleasure.

"Go on, take a shower, I hate not being able to see your freckles." Reece lifted up and rolled over. "Or your hickeys."

"You're kidding right?" Faith lay there motionless, her mouth still open and waiting.

"What? Can't handle a few kisses?" The tall woman stood up and stretched, clasping her hands way over her head and arching her back.

Faith's mouth hung open even further.

Reece put her hands on her hips and twisted around a few times until her back popped and she groaned. I really should have been less stupid last night.

"Do you have any idea how beautiful you are?"

"Faith.." she warned, throwing a pillow at her.

"No, really. You just stand there like that and do those things with your body.. make these glorious sounds like, like it's nothing!" Faith stood up and began undressing.

"Should I put some clothes on? Ooh, what's in the bag?"

Faith grabbed the bag away from her nosy lover. "It's a surprise. And I like you naked."

"Yeah? For me?" Reece couldn't hide the childlike curiosity from her face.

"You are so precious, baby. I love you." Faith took the bag and closed the bathroom door behind her. "Oh, and drink your coffee, Reece. You're going to need it."

"I will? Just what do you have in mind?"

"Your surprise." The door opened and Faith's hand appeared twirling a very tiny article of clothing around her finger.

"Oh, baby!" Reece high-fived the air and did a happy dance. "I'm gonna get some, I'm gonna get some."

"You're a nut today." Faith giggled.

"But I am gonna get some, right?"

"Of course. I just thought maybe you'd like to, um, play around?" Faith's head peeked into the room.

"Huh?" Reece furrowed her brows. "Play around?? What about the good stuff?"

"I mean, maybe you wanna get dressed too. You know," she shrugged, "like maybe something... leather?" Her head disappeared too soon to see the look on Reece's face.

The tall woman let a few mental pictures of that scenario float around in her head. "Ooohhh yeah" she growled and ran straight for the closet.

By the time Reece decided what to wear, her closets looked like a tornado hit them. Settling on the biker look, she wore Levi's, black leather chaps, a tight white V-neck tee, and her old worn boots. Now she couldn't decide if she should strap on a dildo.

Faith never said anything about that. But what if she wanted it and it wasn't there? Shit!

The club owner ran around the room frantically grabbing toys and harnesses, all the while trying to undo the buttons and zippers that covered her lower half. With her clothes around her knees and the harness in place, she modeled a few different dildos until the water stopped in the shower.

Fuck me! Well Sport, you'll just have to do..

Reece quickly re-dressed and ran a brush though her hair. She tried various poses by the bed, on the bed, and just standing in the middle of the room.

After a few minutes, the bathroom door opened and Faith was standing there in a long black shiny robe.

"Oh, just look at you." The actress circled around the club owner and whistled in appreciation.

"I take it I did good?" Reece held her arms out.

"Oh yeah." she purred. "I like the shirt."

Faith ran her hands along her lover's outstretched arms and down her sides, stopping at her waist. She smiled as Reece's nipples blatantly showed their appreciation. Stepping closer she continued the journey over Reece's butt and down the back of her legs, kneeling as she got lower. She leaned her head on Reece's thigh and ran her hands back up to hold onto a perfectly sculpted ass, sighing in pleasure once she got there.

"You can turn me on just by standing there Reece, but this," she squeezed what she was holding, "this, drives me insane. Especially when it's covered in leather."

"I know a few other things that drive you insane."

"Oh really? What would that be?"

The tall woman took Faith's hands and brought them around to the belt on her chaps. The smaller hands held on to the waistband and the actress pulled herself up to face Reece.

"Well? I'm waiting," the red head teased. The tall woman smirked and pulled Faith against her. Green eyes narrowed as she felt the lump against her belly.

"That. That drives you insane." Reece bent her knees and positioned herself between Faith's legs, then moved up so the dildo was nestled against her lover's crotch.

"Oh.. that." Faith gasped. "I must have been too preoccupied with your ass."

"Am I wrong?" Reece leaned in closer, holding the smaller body tightly against hers.

"No, not wrong at all." The actress ground herself into her lover and leaned her head back. Reece bent her head and kissed her. She ran her hands up and down the silky material of Faith's robe, liking the way it felt as it moved against her lover's skin. Her hands landed on the redhead's backside and she pushed into her harder.

"Mmm, Reece, come to the bed." Faith squirmed out of her grasp and lay down on the bed. The robe opened and one naked leg slid out. The actress scooted up to the headboard and bent the exposed leg.

"Don't you wanna see what I got on under here?" She motioned with her finger for the tall woman to come closer.

"Well, I figured you'd want to see what I have on under here first." She caressed the bulge in her pants.

"No, I want you to keep it all on. I want to feel the leather rubbing on my thighs when you fuck me."

"Faith.. you know what happens when you talk like that to me." Reece leaned over the bed til she was hovering right over Faith's face.

"Oh, I'm counting on it." She pulled Reece in for a kiss.

The club owner crawled up and lay on top of her lover, never breaking the heated kiss. Faith opened her legs wide and grabbed Reece's ass, pulling her down into her sex.

The tall woman gladly obliged and started a slow grinding movement.

"Oh, that's good. Slow and sexy." Faith complimented.

"This is just a warmup. I'm not going to do it slow, Faith. I want you bad. I'm gonna take you fast and hard."

"As long as you take me.."

BING BONG

"Who the fuck?"

"Never mind it, baby, just keep moving." Faith held tightly to Reece's butt.

BING BONG

"For shit's sake!"

Faith groaned as Reece got up off the bed, glaring at the tall woman's back as she stood by the window trying to see who was ringing the bell.

Riiiiing

BING BONG

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." Faith cursed as she reached for the phone. "You may as well answer the door, Reece."

The actress heard her lover's feral growl as she stomped down the stairs, and felt not one ounce of pity for the person at the door.

"Welcome to Grand Central Fucking Station!!" she yelled into the phone.

"Uh oh."

BING BONG

"Cori, " she sneered, "this had better be good."

"It is, I swear!"

"So spill it, woman."

"Someone was there at the store today! They took pictures of us in the lingerie! You too! I just got word from Sandy..it's on the internet already! John was at his boyfriend's house and he printed it out for you."

"Oh god.." Faith moaned.

"Faith, this is going to be all over the tabloids! What the fuck are you going to do?"

"I'll think of something." Faith heard the door slam. "Um, Cori, where does John's boyfriend live?"

"About five blocks from you, why?"

"Oh no..REECE! Don't kill him... Cori, I gotta go."

"The poor guy." Cori hung up the phone thanking anyone who would listen that she wasn't the one at the door.

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Faith came flying down the stairs to see John staring wide-eyed at Reece. Her lover stood with her eyebrow in her hair, arms folded across her chest.

"John?"

"Oh.. my.. god.. Louise!"

"What's wrong?"

"I just got hard."

Reece's expression turned to a lopsided grin and she rolled her eyes.

"John, I know why you're here, just show me."

"Ok, but don't expect me to move. I wasn't kidding. Even my nipples are hard."

"Well, I guess that just changed everything now, didn't it."

"Faith, what are you talking about?" Reece followed her lover into the living room.

"John used to be the only human being left that didn't lust after you."

"Ha ha, very funny. This is going to cost me millions in therapy and you joke." John limped into the living room.

Faith sat down on the couch and crossed her legs, giving the others a clear view of her naked leg and the dark blue garter.

"What's the problem, babe?" Reece squatted down next to her lover and looked at the pictures. "Where the fuck did those come from?"

"Some one got these while we were trying on outfits today. I swear I had no idea."

"Baby, didn't I tell you to be more discreet?"

"I swear we were."

"You took Cori.. need I say more?"

The makeup artist glanced again at Faith's leg and noticed it was the same garter from the photos. She must have been showing it to Spike over there.. Then he realized what he'd just done.

"Oh my god! I just interrup... you two were..." He pointed back and forth between the two women.

Reece stood up and gave him a bored look. "No shit, Sherlock."

"Heeeyyy, you guys were playing games, weren't you?" He leaned forward and smiled. "Scary biker chick and the innocent maiden?"

"I'll show you scary.." Reece puffed up and stood threateningly over him.

"Eek!"

"Down girl, don't make him wet himself on our chair." Faith teased.

"Well that's not going to happen. Thanks to the big bad butch, Little John-John just curled up and went beddie-bye."

"Watch it, Mary." The tall woman growled.

"John, are these all the pictures?"

"Little John-John?" Reece finally questioned.

The makeup artist glared at her. "Oh, like you don't name yours?"

"Yeah, but.."

"Reece, hon, quit while you're ahead." The actress patted her on the ass.

"Yeah, Faith, those are all there are. At least that's what Sandy says. By the way, what in god's name was she wearing?!"

Faith chuckled at the photo and showed it to Reece, who frowned and gave it the thumbs down sign. "I like what you're wearing much better." She purred and crouched down next to her.

The actress ran her fingers absently through Reece's hair as she wondered what to do about this. She could imagine the headlines screaming from the supermarket check-outs.

Reece was looking at the pictures of Faith apparently modeling the outfit and leaned into the touch. She squirmed around a little when the harness and its contents made itself known due to the renewed blood flow to her crotch. Faith noted the movement out of the corner of her eye and patted the leather covered area.

"Helloo-oo, gay man here," He raised his hand and waved it around. "Not interested in this kind of activity."

Faith blushed deeply as she realized where her hand was and at how unconsciously that gesture came to her.

"Oh, sorry John. I really didn't know what I was doing." She apologized and pulled her hand away.

"Good lord!" John stared openly at Reece's crotch.

The tall woman pinched her lips together in annoyance.

"That looks so real!" John fell off the chair as he tried to get a closer look.

"Reece, close your legs!" Faith scolded.

"Wanna know his name?" Reece stroked it and teased.

"Oh god, why do you have to be a woman. This is so wrong."

"It's a boy?" Faith asked.

"Well don't you think naming a dick Betty would be a little odd?" Reece smirked.

John cracked up, which made Faith crack up. The club owner stood up, leaned against the wall and waited.

"Oh ok, baby, what's his name."

"Well, not if you're going to patronize me." Reece felt embarrassed.

"No, I'm serious. I'd like to know who's fucking me." Faith replied.

"Ack! TMI! Too Much Information!" The makeup artist held his head in his hands.

"Sport. Short for Sportster."

John peeked out from his hands and snickered.

"Well, it's a hell of a lot better than Little John-John."

"What about the black one?" Faith asked.

"Glider."

"Oh, this is way too creepy for me."

"The one with.. you know.."

"Harley."

"The one from the office?"

"Fatboy." Reece smirked.

"How appropriate." Faith felt herself flush.

"How many of these do you have?"

"Seven. Didn't you leave yet, Mary? I thought this was too creepy for you?" Reece chuckled.

"It was, but now I'm intrigued by your need to have seven penii. All named after bikes, mind you. It must be a sign of something."

"Yeah, that I can handle anything between my legs. Wanna see?" Reece reached for her belt.

"Well then, that would be my less than subtle cue. See ya, Faith!"

"Thank you for the pictures, John." Faith called after him as he closed the door.

"Why did you do that? He'll never let me live it down."

"Threaten him with the Fatboy."

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Faith spent the rest of the day on the phone, while Reece grew increasingly agitated.

"Baby, I'm sorry. I know we had other plans but I have to take care of this now."

Faith tried to calm her lover but she knew it was of no use. Reece was feeling left out and Faith wasn't helping any by telling her that there was nothing she could do.

"I can go find the guy, Faith. I can break his legs." Reece clenched her fists.

"Honey, as sweet as that is, I have to do this my way. Ok? I really am sorry about this."

"But today was supposed to be our day, can't this wait? The pictures are still going to be all over the place regardless of what you do now." The tense club owner began pacing again.

"Reece, baby, I'm not in the mood for that anymore. Can we just wait til later?"

"Not in the mood? Fine. I have to go to work anyway." Reece threw her hands in the air and sneered.

Faith blew out an exasperated breath. Well that was an unfortunate choice of words wasn't it?

"Honey, I didn't mean that how it sounded.. I want you all the time. It's just not what we should be doing right this second. I still have to call Charles and I have no idea what he's going to do."

Reece paced the house for a while longer before finally changing her clothes and storming out the door in a fit of irrational jealousy.

That went well.

Faith decided the best thing to do was to let her lover blow off some steam and went back to her phone calls.

I'll make it up to her tomorrow.

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Reece stomped through her club with a sneer and loudly slammed the door to her office. Sam sat on a barstool and shrugged at Christina's look of confusion.

"Jeez, Sarge, what the hell was that all about?"

"Beats me. You get used to it though." She accepted the soda and winked. "Used to be when she was like that, some poor girl was going to get the stuffing fucked outta her, but now, I have no idea."

"Yeah? I mean, how awful." The bartender feigned a sad look and Sam shook her head.

"Don't go getting any ideas." she warned. "Reece will chew you up and spit you out in a heartbeat."

Yeah, now that Blondie is around. Chris grimaced.

"Oh Sarge, I had no such thought. In fact, now that you mention it, maybe she could use a drink.. loosen her up a bit. She looked rather tense."

"You just never mind Reece. Leave her be if you know what's good for you." Sam finished her drink and dropped two bucks on the bar. "Thanks. Now you listen to me, Christina, no funny stuff. I love that woman and I'll protect her fiercely."

"I know you would. Don't worry, Sarge."

The minute the bouncer disappeared from view, Chris grabbed the other bartender and held her stomach.

"Oh I got terrible cramps.. cover for me while I lay down in the dressing room?"

"You want some meds? I got prescriptions that will fix you right up."

"Nah, they don't work." Christina held up a hand andshook her head. "I'll go lay down till it passes. Thanks."

The bartender made a good show of it as she headed for the dressing room, then veered towards the boss' office. She listened at the door but heard nothing. So she knocked.

"Go away!" Reece yelled.

"I really need to talk to you."

"Who the hell is that?" The club owner opened the door to find the last person she wanted to see.

"What, Chris."

"I saw you go by before and you looked so angry. Is there anything I can do?"

"Yes, go away."

"Aw Reece, you don't mean that. I'm sure I can help you to relax?" she said this as she brushed passed the tall woman and sat on the desk.

"What do you think you're doing?" Reece looked at her with confusion.

"Come on, get over here." she patted the space on the desk between her legs. "Let me rub your shoulders."

"You'll do no such thing." The club owner sat in her chair and used her feet to push the bartender off her desk.

"Well if that's what you want, I'll come there."

Reece watched with shock as the woman walked behind her. She jumped when Chris picked her hair up off of her neck, and yet she didn't stop her.

"There, easy access." The bartender began kneading Reece's shoulders. She closed her eyes as she felt along the tops of the muscular arms.

God she's hot!

Despite her best efforts to hate the sensation, Reece grunted.

"Put your head down and your arms out in front of you, boss, you'll love this." Chris drooled.

For some twisted reason Reece could not come up with, she obeyed and let the woman rub her back, purring with pleasure.

"Yeah, that's better, huh?" Chris was melting into Reece's back. This was closer than she ever thought she'd get to the woman.

Reece groaned in pure delight. She closed her eyes and relaxed into the feeling.

Chris worked her way lower and when she pressed into the tall woman's spine, the brunette moaned loudly.

Oh Lord...those sounds! Just a little higher.. The bartender was sweating with anticpation of touching Reece in an intimate way.

Reece opened her eyes when she heard herself make such a sound. What the hell am I doing? She started to sit up.

"Shh, now, boss, you're not doing anything wrong." The bartender was breathing heavier and she slid her hands under Reece's shirt and felt the muscles of the tall woman's abdomen twitch against her thumbs.

Reece heard herself make another sound, just as loud as the last one, when Chris's fingers dug into her tight lower back muscles.

"Oh, Reece.. what could possibly make you so uptight?"

"Nothing. It's nothing." She mumbled into her desk.

"Aw, don't wanna talk about it? That's ok, just let Christina rub it for you."

Reece grunted her approval as the stress melted away.

"You are so perfect, Reece. You know, if I was your girlfriend, I'd take care of you like this every day."

"I bet you would."

"And I'd never do anything to make you feel like you did when you walked in here."

"Not her fault." Reece slurred sleepily.

"Oh that feels good, huh?" Chris was so close to her goal.

"Uh huh."

The bartender had her hands under Reece's shirt and down her sleeves, kneading and rubbing her biceps. When the tall woman groaned, she slid them up and underneath, massaging her ribs.

Reece moaned again.

Christina slid her hand up to Reece's breast and shrieked with pain as her hand was suddenly in a vice grip.

The tall woman stood up and twisted the bartender's hand behind her back, pushing her face against the wall.

"You wanna tell me what that was all about?" Reece whispered dangerously low into Chris's ear.

"Yeah, you mind telling me why I saw you trying to seduce the boss?"

"Cori. I've never been happier to see you." Reece nodded and smiled.

"Thanks, boss. So, Christina, what would you like me to tell Faith?"

The bartender yelped in pain as her face was pushed harder into the wall.

"Reece, she can't talk if she's unconscious. Let up a bit."

"You saw what she did." Reece fumed at her own weakness as much as Christina's audacity..

"It's not like you don't have a reputation, Reece. Let up, she was just trying, she didn't succeed."

"I would have if she wasn't with that tramp."

Christina felt the blow to the head and decided it was a lot less painful than she would have thought. Then she passed out.

"Ow! I think I broke my hand!"

"Well why'd you go and hit her for?" Reece chuckled.

"That's my best friend she slandered."

Reece continued to chuckle as she lifted the unconscious bartender over her shoulder.

"Oh, you know, my back feels great. She's not half bad." She squatted a few times to prove her point.

"Yeah well, it looked like you were having a hell of a time." Cori smirked.

"Hey, I knew what she was up to from the get-go" The club owner said defensively.

"Sure you did."

"But let's not mention this to Faith anyway. You know how she is." Reece added nervously.

The dancer rolled her eyes and followed the boss to the dressing room where they left Chris.

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Back in the office, Cori told Reece how bad Faith felt about what had happened that day.

"Does she tell you everything?" Reece sounded annoyed.

"Nah, just the juicy stuff." She joked.

"I'm not mad at her."

"She knows that, Reece. In fact, she says she wants you to call her right now."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." Cori wiggled her eyebrows. "She said something about a surprise?"

"Out. Now."

"Yes, boss." she smirked and closed the door behind her.

Reece dialed the phone in record time.

"What about the one from the video cabinet?" Faith's voice drifted over the phone.

"Which one was that?" Reece closed her eyes and leaned back on the couch.

"The one I'm rubbing on myself right now."

"Lucky. His name is Lucky." Reece felt her pulse jump.

"Hmm, it'll do. When are you coming home?"

"In three minutes?"

Faith laughed.

"Two?"

"I have a meeting with the producer. He's probably going to fire me repeatedly."

"Can he do that? What about your contract?"

"He just likes to say it. Makes him hard I think."

"I'll break his legs too."

"Funny you should mention that. The girls and I think he took the pictures. We also think he's the one who saw me leaving the club."

"I'll break his nuts then."

"No need. We're going to sic Jayme on him. He won't have a chance."

"When will I see you?" Reece sounded sad.

"Oh honey, I'll be home when you get here. You be sure to be ready for me. I want to pick up where we left off."

"Oh yeah, I'll be there. Leave Lucky out."

"No. I want you to make me come with your hands. You and nothing else."

Reece groaned loudly into the phone. Faith shivered.

"I better go before I christen Lucky. I love you."

"Me too."

"Oh...oh.." Faith moaned.

Every time Reece dragged her tongue upward, the actress moaned. The tall woman was kneeling at her feet holding one stocking-clad leg over her shoulder, tasting.

Sure, Reece had other plans in mind, but one look at her lover standing there by the bathroom door, and the club owner's mind went blank. There was little that she could do except fall to her knees in worship.

Faith found it amusing when her lover dropped there speechless, but kept the chuckle to herself. Having Reece on her knees may have been the topic of the day with her friends, but the tall woman didn't need to know that bit of information. When she came out of the bathroom in her little outfit, she had no idea that the club owner was waiting for her. Faith had a whole seduction planned, but that scenario flew out the window when her lover knelt before her.

"You like?" Faith asked her admirer, lifting her hands up over her head.

Reece nodded and nuzzled the blonde curls, inhaling the clean scent of her lover.

"I figured you would, now stand up and let me get a look at you."

The tall woman shook her head and continued to rub her face between the actress's legs.

Which led to this moment--Reece taking leisurely licks up the length of Faith's sex, one hand underneath, fingers spreading her lips open, the other hand gripping her hip tightly, holding her against the wall. She kept a slow torturous pace, beginning at the crease of Faith's ass to the tip of her clit, then closing her mouth to savor the taste as it got stronger each trip. The metal in her tongue sliding smoothly over the needy nerve endings, but not hard enough to satisfy.

The club owner knew what she was doing, Faith was sure of that.

Reece hadn't made a sound, but if she concentrated and held her breath, Faith could hear when Reece opened her mouth to start the teasing journey again. But just barely.

Reece kept her tongue flat, limp almost, with hardly any pressure at all, and the feel of the hard steel standing out in contrast to the velvet of the tongue surrounding it was driving Faith mad. She whimpered and grabbed Reece's ears.

"Please."

"Please what?" Reece stopped licking altogether and directed her hooded eyes upwards.

Staring down at her lover made Faith gasp. Reece had never looked more sexy, more beautiful. She was wearing a vest, a tight leather vest with nothing else under it. Her legs were wrapped in the same leather pants she was wearing the first time they made love. The soft black leather pants that drove her insane with the way they hugged Reece's muscular legs and ass. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail, her sky blue eyes shining, and her lips wet and parted, open enough to give Faith a glimpse of her tongue and the steel ball that was torturing her moments ago.

The club owner saw the glassy green eyes stop their journey and zero in on her mouth. With a smirk she captured the piercing between her teeth, rolling it back and forth between her lips.

Faith breathed in deeply. Seeing her lover fiddling with the piercing excited her and Reece knew it. The actress reached down and rested her fingers on the smirking lips. She shivered as the steel ball slid back and forth across her fingers. Glancing back at the playful blue eyes, she pouted.

Reece chuckled behind the smaller hand and snaked her tongue out, wrapped the muscle around one finger and sucked it into her mouth.

"Ohhh." Faith groaned.

"Mm hmm." Reece agreed.

Faith liked this new facet of their lovemaking very much. They really never actually had foreplay before, usually intense sex, which made her like this little display even more. Reece never ceased to amaze her with her sexual prowess. Faith felt very lucky at the moment to be on the receiving end of such knowledge.

The club owner sucked the tip of Faith's finger much like she did another area of her body. The actress moaned as she felt it where it was intended.

Knowing her tall lover liked to feel some control, she gave it to her willingly. Faith knew what she was doing, but Reece didn't have to. The actress liked her in control and sometimes she set her up, like now. Faith slid her finger out and drew a line on her body from the bottom of the silky material up to rest on the lace between her breasts, knowing how it would cause her lover to react.

Reece's mouth watered. Seeing those green eyes staring at her lips with such hunger forced a growl from her throat.

"Touch them."

"I'd rather you touch them. They want you so much." Faith slid the bustier down to expose her breasts, knowing exactly what would come next.

The tall woman guided Faith's hand to her left breast.

"Touch it for me." Reece started to feel that rush of pleasure that she got when she dictated their lovemaking.

Faith grinned inwardly and squeezed her breast for Reece. She watched as the kneeling woman's nostrils flared in excitement. She knew how wet she must have just gotten in those pants as her command was obeyed.

Faith let her nipples peek out from between her fingers as she kneaded. The tall woman licked her lips and stood up on her knees, her mouth hovering over Faith's right nipple. The redhead could smell her own scent on Reece's breath.

"Your breath is so hot, baby." Faith moaned, squeezing her fingers tighter around her nipples, giving her lover an unconscious invitation.

Reece's tongue toyed with the silver hoop peeking from between her lover's fingers. Faith let go of that breast to grab the back of her head, pushing her hard against the nipple.

Reece suckled hungrily, batting her tongue across the nipple as her lover's hips squirmed against the wall. She pushed her body into Faith's and the smaller woman jerked against her.

For Faith, it wasn't nearly enough contact and she took Reece's hand from her hip and pushed it towards her sex. She was surprised that her lover allowed the movement, and leaned into the touch.

Reece's thumb rested on her clit, her fingers rested on her lips, but she didn't move. Instead the tall woman looked up into Faith's face, released the nipple she was sucking and held the ring in her teeth.

"Move for me. Fuck my hand."

Faith needed no further instruction and began to move against the large hand. She moved slowly at first, afraid she might come too quickly, leaving both Reece and herself unsatisfied.

Glancing down, watching Faith move on her hand, Reece felt herself getting wetter by the second. She leaned her hips forward trying to get some relief from her tight leathers.

"It's turning you on, isn't it, baby?" The actresses voice was husky. "Want me to take care of that? You'll have to come closer."

The sound of Faith's voice combined with the feeling on her hand and the vision of her lover sent Reece reeling. She pulled Faith down until she was sitting on the floor with her legs splayed, the large hand still situated between them. Hungry blue eyes drank in the sight from toe to head. Silky black stockings, shiny blue garters, lacy blue and black material bunched up under perfect breasts.

"Take it baby, it's all yours." The redhead urged.

Looking at Faith's flushed face as she spoke those words was Reece's undoing. She leaned forward and thrust two fingers inside her lover.

"Yesssss" The actress cried out, grabbing Reece's neck and pulling her into a heated kiss.

"Fuck it." The club owner bit Faith's lip. "Fuck my hand."

Although it was garbled, spoken around her own lip, the redhead understood the command and obeyed, making both of them groan. Faith let go of Reece's neck and pulled her even closer by the front of her vest, popping open the snaps as she did. Their breasts came together and the taller woman growled again, mashing herself harder against her lover.

Reece leaned her forearm against the wall behind Faith's head for balance, afraid that her shaking legs would betray her control. A stockinged leg moved between two leather-covered ones and the tall woman practically fell onto it. Reece pulled the leg into her crotch and grunted inside Faith's mouth, her tongue moving in time with her hips. The actress groaned, feeling the tingling sensation ignite in her sex.

"I'm gonna come, Reece.." Faith whined.

She'd recently started making this announcement to her lover. She knew Reece liked to watch her face as she came. The actress was aware of the sense of pride and accomplishment Reece felt bringing her to orgasm. Seeing how lost the woman was in her own pleasures, the redhead felt the need to alert her to her own.

Reece stopped moving her hips and pulled her head back. She wanted to watch as her lover's face displayed the ecstasy that she was giving her.

"Oh, yes .. now!"

The club owner thrust into Faith and just held her hand still, letting the smaller body take its pleasure from her.

To Reece, there was nothing more beautiful than seeing and feeling her lover come.

"That's it, I love you, baby." The tall woman groaned as her fingers were clutched and milked by Faith's inner muscles.

"I love you so much, Reece." The actress threw herself on top of her lover, pushing Reece onto her back, cutting her orgasm short in the process. She knew if she didn't, Reece would draw this one out and the actress needed strength to attack her lover properly. She nuzzled her way across the club owner's throat and started to suck at the skin.

"Oh no you don't, I'm not through with you yet." Reece protestsed.

Faith sat up and straddled Reece's stomach.

"But what about you? I know you didn't come." She traced full lips with her fingertips, making Reece shiver.

"I can wait, it's you who wanted to play." she smirked.

"Indeed." She glanced down at Reece's exposed breasts and smiled. "Too bad I didn't get the full effect at the get-go."

"Yeah well, you shouldn't have let me see that outfit in its entirety if you had other plans." The tall woman fingered a garter.

"I want you to take me on your bike, dressed just like that."

Reece actually felt her heart palpitate.

"Yes, with your leather jacket on. The long one, so you can wrap it around me while I sit on your lap." Faith trailed her finger across the leather waistband.

Reece croaked.

Faith cocked an eyebrow in amusement as she saw her lover swallow hard in preparation to speak again.

"Oh yeah? What will you be doing on my lap that I'd need to cover you?"

"Wrapping my legs around your back and riding that fat dildo I fucked you with." Faith unbuttoned the fly and played with the hair that appeared. "For starters."

"Oh." Was all the club owner could manage as she lost all ability to talk.

Faith talking like this was very new and it did wonderful things to Reece's body. For instance, her pants had suddenly become very wet and her heart was beating so hard her chest was visibly thumping. The club owner wished she could say out loud how much she felt at the moment. She wished she had enough courage to return the favor.

"What do you say we pretend that we're on the bike now?" Faith knew what she was doing to her lover and reveled in the ability to do so. She worked her hand inside Reece's pants and closed her eyes at the wetness she encountered.

The club owner merely gulped.

"Oh no. I think we better take care of this little problem first and foremost. Don't you agree?"

Reece was more than ready to let her lover finish what was started, but she also had a sudden urge to show Faith how much she meant to her.

Give it to her, chicken shit. Give her what she wants.

Instead of answering, Reece turned them both over and she was now hovering above Faith rocking back and forth on her trapped hand.

Lord have mercy! Faith was genuinely surprised by Reece's actions until she took in the whole picture.

Oh yes! Look at this! This is for me!

The tall woman was crouched on all fours above her, her blue eyes staring intently into her startled green ones. The leather vest was hanging open and her two favorite toys were swaying back and forth as Reece rocked. Her pants were open and Faith shivered seeing her hand disappear inside of them.

This is so intense. God!

The actress groaned as she felt her fingers sliding back and forth in the abundant proof of arousal Reece was offering her.

Magnificent..breathtaking.. all mine.

Faith felt an overwhelming warmth wash over her. The trust and openness her lover was showing her right now was enormous. Each time it was a little more, another brick falling from her lover's facade. She knew this was a big deal, but didn't want to scare Reece with the tears that were threatening to spill. She concentrated more on the visual than the emotions.

God she's so hot. So wet .. I can hear it.

She reached up and touched Reece's lips. The club owner licked the fingers and groaned, leaning harder into her other hand. Faith was missing one thing. Her hair. I want to feel her hair. She undid the ponytail and let the long black hair fall around Reece's face.

"You are so beautiful Reece." Faith stared into the half closed blue eyes with deep adoration. The taller woman thrust forward and waited, never taking her eyes off of Faith's.

"Do it." She whispered.

The actress stared right back, enchanted by the pleading look on Reece's face, then positioned her fingers at the waiting entrance.

The tall woman nodded and licked her lips in anticipation.

Afraid she'd never get this opportunity again, Faith took advantage. She watched her lover's expression change as she slowly eased three fingertips into her and stopped. She put her other hand on Reece's stomach to make sure her lover didn't move.

Reece's eyes fluttered closed briefly before opening again with a look of pure need. Faith felt her mouth grow dry. She pushed her fingers in a little more and moaned as her lover's stomach rippled, the muscles clenching.

Reece's eyes widened and her mouth fell open as she was filled deeper. She inhaled sharply as Faith twisted her fingers inside, spreading them out as far as they would go.

"Oh Reece.. you are so wet.. I can hear my fingers moving."

Reece nodded slightly and bit her bottom lip.

Without warning the club owner arched her back and thrust hard, impaling herself thoroughly. She shuddered and grunted never once closing her eyes or losing contact with the green ones she was staring into.

Faith was awestruck as Reece allowed her this moment. She studied every movement of every muscle on her lover's face as she began to move herself again. The redhead watched as Reece moved only her hips, rocking on her fingers. Faith adjusted her hand so her thumb would touch Reece's clit on the next forward motion.

"Ahh!" Blue eyes widened in surprise and pleasure at the contact.

"Yes Reece, give it to me.." she whispered.

"Oh god.." The club owner threw her head back.

"Please baby, look at me, let me see."

"No.. I can't." Reece dropped down onto her elbows, her arms cradling Faith's head, her hair covering the both of them.

Faith understood and wrapped her arm around her lover's neck, holding her tightly.

"Its ok.. I love you so much." She whispered into the damp black hair.

"Umm..oh..Faith.." Reece was groaning right into Faith's ear, making her shudder.

"You're so close.. I can feel it.." The actress continued to whisper, urging and soothing at the same time.

Reece's body was on fire. She wanted to come for Faith. She wanted to share this moment with her so badly, but she wasn't sure she could. Ohhh, but her fingers feel so fucking good.. The club owner pumped her hips hard and fast; the orgasm was going to be intense, she could feel it in her toes. Get up! Give it to her! Show her everything! She screamed in her head.

"Oh sweetheart.. I can feel it.. you want it so bad.."

Faith did feel it. The arms surrounding her head had squeezed tightly, she could feel Reece's legs trembling around her own, and her stomach muscles had tightened against her arm. Most of all, Reece was sweating hard. This had only happened once before and that time her lover lost the orgasm and she beat herself up for days. This time it was too intense--she needed to make Reece come. This was emotional, not just physical.

The club owner whimpered into her ear. Faith didn't know if it was pleasure or frustration. Determined, she grasped a handful of hair and pulled Reece's face away from her neck and kissed her. She sucked on her tongue in time to her thrusting hips and moved her thumb back and forth on her clit.

Reece whimpered into her mouth and Faith knew this time it was pleasure. She tore her mouth away and looked at Reece's face. It was flushed, sweaty and her eyes were tightly shut. I wanna see this dammit!

"Oh Reece.. you feel so good fucking my hand.. god, you're so wet.. listen to it.."

The club owner heard the sound of Faith's fingers squishing around in her own wetness and became slightly embarrassed. She tried to drop her head down again but Faith's hand holding her hair prevented it. She opened her eyes as a reflex. When she did, she saw Faith staring back at her with hunger and devotion.

"That's it baby, you wanna come on my hand. Feel it." Faith thrust back into her lover catching her off guard.

"Ohhh.. Fai.." The club owner tried to close her eyes but her head was jerked by her hair.

"No! Look at me Reece.."

The club owner's arms started shaking, her leg muscles started to twitch, her eyes locked with Faith's.

"That's it.. you're gonna come for me now, aren't you?" The actress stared into her eyes.

"Oh shit!..I. Faith.." Reece grabbed Faith's shoulders and squeezed painfully hard.

"Oh yeah.. here you go.. come on..it's me doing this..my fingers making you come." The redhead watched Reece's face contort as the muscles spasmed inside of her.

Reece reared up and thrust herself hard onto Faith's hand as her orgasm started. She began to tremble all over.

"Oh..OH..!" she shouted, digging her nails into Faith's shoulders.

The actress used her other hand to hold on to Reece's ass as she twitched and shuddered violently. The second she let go of her hair the club owner fell onto her heavily.

"Yes Reece, so beautiful"

"Oh godohgodohgodohgod.." Reece muttered into Faith's neck now holding onto her head for dear life.

Faith was amazed and at the powerful orgasm her lover was having. The taller woman pulled herself off of the fingers but quickly pressed herself into the hand still in her pants.

"Shit.." Reece's teeth were clenched and she still gyrated against Faith's hand. She leaned over and captured Faith's lips in a kiss.

The actress felt Reece's body slow down and she broke the kiss.

"Thank you, Faith." The tall woman breathed into her mouth.

"Are you nuts? Don't you dare thank me, you sexy thing you. That was awesome." Now I know why she feels so proud!

The club owner bit Faith's lip and she smacked Reece on the ass, causing her to jump and groan.

"Don't do that, your hand is still there."

"You want more?" Faith was astonished.

"I want you all the time." Reece lifted herself up on to her knees.

"I love you." Faith was overcome.

"Faith, I don't know what happened.. I really wanted to.."

"But you did, didn't you? Don't worry about that."

"Which reminds me. You have a filthy mouth little one."

"Oh please, you got off on my filthy mouth." Faith smirked and pinched Reece's nipple.

"Mmmmm.. I do believe I owe you one." Reece wiggled her eyebrows. "What shall I do?"

"You can get down there and lick me til I scream." She pushed Reece's head between her legs.

The club owner wasted no time and latched onto Faith's clit immediately.

"Oh yeah baby.. I'm so there." She grabbed Reece's ears and mashed her face into her sex.

"I love tasting you.. especially when you're this wet.

"Shut up and lick. Yeah oh.. just like that .." She purred.

BING BONG

Reece's ceased all movement and her eyes widened.

BING BONG BING BONG BING BONG

Faith stopped moving too.

BING BONG BING BONG BING BONG

"You gotta be fucking joking." The tall woman muttered.

The phone started to ring.

"JESUS CHRIST!" Reece shouted as she sprang to her feet.

"Baby, ignore it, please!"

The tall woman narrowed her eyes at the ringing phone and then at the window.

"Honey, don't kill the phone please." She grabbed the cordless handset off of the cradle. Reece stalked to the window with Faith hot on her heels. "One of those annoyances has got to be Cori!"

"Hello?" the actress's eyes went wide and she covered her mouth with her hand.

BING BONG BING BONG BING BONG

Reece threw open the window and looked down at the stoop. Her eyes went wide too and she pulled her head back in and stared at Faith in disbelief.

The actress hung up the phone and stared at her lover with the same look of disbelief.

"That was Dad. Mom's gone."

"Then that would explain why she's standing on the stoop with a suitcase."

Mrs. Ashford sipped her tea and smiled at her daughter.

"So you see, dear, it's high time that I left. That man had it coming. Who does he think I am?"

"Mother, you've been putting up with him for years. What possessed you...I mean why all of a sudden? You know this is how he is." Faith stopped pacing the kitchen and sat down across from her mother.

"Faith, sweetie, those marks on your neck aren't the least bit ladylike."

Green eyes closed, and Faith dropped her head down to her chest in exasperation.

"I raised you to be a proper dainty woman." There was a faint snort from the other room after the word dainty. The actress narrowed her eyes in that direction.

"Theresa dear? Why don't you come in here and join us?" Marsha called into the living room.

"Don't wanna."

The actress craned her neck around the doorway and glared at her pouting lover. There is no way she's getting out of this one.

"Excuse me, Mom."

Reece was sitting on the couch with her knees drawn up to her chin, her arms wrapped around her legs. She looked up at Faith's scowl and winced.

"I just know you're sitting here thinking of brilliant ways to get her out of this house, and not just pouting like a child who dropped her ice cream cone, because let me tell you, Reece Corbett, there will be no more ice cream for you..."

"But Faith..."

"No buts...I've been listening to that woman for nearly a half hour. Get your ass off that couch and get in that kitchen with me. Pronto."

The club owner frowned at the way her lover was tapping her foot and pointing towards the kitchen. It reminded her of the nun who caught her in the basement of the church writing cuss words on the wafers.

"Is everything alright in there, dear?"

"Yes, Mom, Reece was just telling me how she wishes you'd stay for dinner."

The club owner's mouth hung open in shock.

"Up. Kitchen. Now." Faith continued to point.

"Yes, dear," she said sarcastically.

The tall woman jumped as she received a smack to the back of the head.

"Don't try my patience, Reece."

"Damn! What the hell?" The club owner stared at her lover in disbelief.

"Well, Mom, I'm going up to shower, Reece will keep you company." She pushed the tall woman into the chair and kissed her on the head, then exited the room.

"You know, I should be very angry with you, but I'm not. " Marsha sipped from her cup.

Reece resisted the urge to roll her eyes.

Here we go.

"Faith apparently sees something in you, although I can't imagine what. All that matters to me now is my daughter's happiness. I made too many mistakes with my own life to find that for myself."

Mrs. Ashford paused to stare at Reece skeptically. The club owner fidgeted and willed herself not to flee.

"You... you seem to make her happy. At least she says so. Do you think you make her happy?"

"I guess so."

"You better know so. Don't fuck with my little girl."

Reece's eyes bugged out as she watched the older woman calmly sip her tea.

Oh great... she's protecting her young.

"Faith is a big girl, Mrs. Ashford. I may be assuming here, but if she wasn't happy, she wouldn't be here."

"While that's all well and good, my Faith has been raised in a house where happiness was overlooked for prestige and money. I don't know that she knows what happiness really is."

"Regardless of how you think she was raised, she is the most giving, caring, unjudgmental and loving person I have ever met." Blue eyes shone with honesty.

"I don't want her making the same mistakes I did. I don't want her sitting at her daughter's kitchen table talking to her lover, regretting anything." Marsha said sincerely.

"You know, ma'am, I do believe that your daughter is capable of making her own choices. I like to think she is happy. I admit that I have no idea what I'm doing, or how to do it, but whatever it is, it's making her happy."

"Do you love her?" The older woman questioned.

"Yes." Reece sat up straight and stuck out her chin.

"She adores you, you know. You seem to be the air that she breathes." Seeing the uncomfortable blush on the tall woman's face, Marsha knew the feeling was mutual. She changed the subject for Reece's benefit.

"So, you know what I can really go for?"

"Um, no?"

"Pizza. Not that crap they serve in Long Island. I want real honest to god New York City pizza."

"Cool, I'll go get some."

The brunette was dressed and out the door in a heartbeat.

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"Mother? Where's Reece?"

"She went to get pizza." Marsha put down the book she was looking at and walked towards the video cabinet.

Whoops! Can't have her snooping in there... Faith cut her off at the coffee table and pulled her down on the couch.

"So, did she mention what pizza place she was going to? Was it in this state?"

"Don't be silly, dear, we hit it off wonderfully." Marsha patted her daughter on the arm and smiled.

"What did you do to her?"

"ME? I think I should be asking what she did to you?"

"She did nothing to me that I didn't want her to. Now, can we drop the subject and discuss why you're here?"

"Do you feel that twirly thing inside of your stomach when she looks at you?"

"Yeah, but why..."

"Does it feel like your sinuses clear when she kisses you?"

"Yeah, that too. But I don't see how this..."

"Faith, humor your mother. Do you feel lonely when she leaves the room?"

"Empty. Sad."

"Oh well." The older woman sighed. "This is it then, isn't it?"

"What are you talking about, Mom?"

"You are head over heels in love with that woman, aren't you?"

More like heels over head.. "Yeah, I am."

"So, are you going to get married? Can you do that?"

"Mom, why are you so interested in my relationship? Maybe you should be thinking about yours."

"I haven't felt that way about your father since I was 22."

"You married him when you were 23." Faith was confused.

"Yes, I did." Marsha answered sadly.

"Oh."

Mother and daughter sat in silence. One woman thinking of how incredibly lucky she was, the other wishing she was 22 again.

"Pizza's here!" Reece yelled from the doorway.

Faith ran to the door and took the boxes away from her lover. Then she backed her into the kitchen for a strangling hug.

"Hey, Faith? Is everything ok?" Reece grew concerned when she got no answer. She stooped down and wrapped her arms around Faith and lifted her up onto her lap. Faith latched into her lips like she was gone for days.

"Your mother! Faith!" She was kissed again. "What's the matter? Honey?"

"I just love you so much."

"I love you too, babe. What happened?"

Green eyes looked adoringly into blue. "I'm so lucky to have found you. That's all."

Oh, is that all? Reece thought with confusion and stood to watch her lover go picking through the boxes of food.

"Ooo, I'm starved, let's eat!"

Marsha didn't miss the exchange between the two women and approached Reece carefuly.

"I hope you feel just as lucky."

"I do ma'am, I really do." The club owner offered up an honest smile and the older woman breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's in the bag?" Mrs. Ashford wondered.

"Oh, um.. nothing. A few of those horrible trashy magazines. You know the ones...gonna bring them to work.. " With the greeting she received, Reece forgot all about the tabloids.

"Oh?" Marsha eyed the tall nervous woman curiously.

"Heh.. better hurry before she eats all the pizza."

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Reece was sitting on the couch flipping through the channels. Faith lay dozing with her head on her lover's lap, and Marsha was snoring from the recliner. The club owner looked down at Faith's face and smiled. She began tracing her features with eyes, then with her index finger. When she reached her lover's lips, they moved and caressed her fingertip so softly it tickled and Reece pulled her hand away.

"Mmm, lets go up to bed, Reece." Faith mumbled sleepily.

"What about your mom? Wouldn't she want to go to bed too?"

"Kinky."

Reece tickled Faith on her ribs and grinned when her lover squeaked.

"Stop that, you'll wake mother." The actress scolded.

"Well? Should we leave her there?"

"Yeah, just leave her, she was exhausted anyway. She should be up to make her bathroom trip in about an hour or so." Faith stretched and then burrowed down into Reece's lap. "She can find her way to the guest room then. Leave the light on for her."

"I'd have to get up from the couch to do that, babe. Come on.." Reece shook her legs trying to assist her lover.

Faith whined. "I don't want to move."

"Fine then. Let's go, sleepyhead." Reece flicked off the TV, lifted Faith up off of her lap, and carried her up to the bedroom. The actress cuddled up to her lover and smiled contentedly.

"My big strong baby."

"Your only baby."

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Reece had been awake for a while, listening to the sounds of Marsha puttering around the kitchen.

Faith was still fast asleep, flopped across Reece's body, her hand wrapped around her neck.

The club owner was enjoying the feeling thoroughly and was perfectly happy to lie there until Faith woke up. Unfortunately, the smells of breakfast that were wafting into the room were making her mouth water. In another minute, her stomach was going to alert Faith that it was time to get up.

"Faith.." she whispered.

No answer. Not even a twitch. Reece tickled the back of her neck lightly, and Faith stirred.

"Baby, your mom made food. Come on.." She ran her fingers down Faith's back. The smaller body shivered and Reece felt the nipples harden against her body.

OK, that wasn't the effect I was looking for.

"Mmm. Morning, sexy." Faith stretched and turned onto her back, kicking the blanket to the bottom of the bed. When she turned back to snuggle, Reece was laying there naked with her eyebrow raised in a question.

"What?" the smaller woman asked.

"You wanna put those away? Your mom is downstairs."

Faith followed Reece's eyes to her nipples and raised her own eyebrow. "Would you have any idea how they got that way?"

"Yes." The club owner smirked.

"Then it's all your fault they're teasing you isn't it?" She cupped her breasts and arched her back with a smirk.

"Oh, so you wanna play dirty?" Reece grabbed for Faith's leg but she got away and ran into the bathroom.

"I let you get away, you know."

"Sure you did."

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"Mom, this is wonderful!" Faith dug into her omelet.

"Thank you, dear. Theresa, is that all you're going to eat?" Marsha was disappointed that the tall woman only ate toast.

"Reece, it's Reece. Yes, thank you, I have to get going."

"She overslept. Reece is usually just getting back from the gym at this time." Faith replied around a mouthful of hash browns.

"Yeah." The club owner agreed, and started to get up. "Save me a plate, ok?"

"Baby, do you have to go today? You can miss a day, please?"

Oh no, not the lip..

"Yes, why don't you spend the day with us? We were going shopping." Marsha added.

"Oh goody."

"REECE, please?

Oh shit..

"For me?" Faith put on her best puppy dog face.

"Oh alright." The club owner frowned.

"Good!" Marsha rose excitedly and began making Reece a plate.

"Thank you sweetheart. I'll make it up to you later." Faith whispered.

The actress licked her lips and Reece melted to the chair.

"I'm holding you to that one." Reece whispered back.

"Here dear... eat." Mrs. Ashford patted the club owner on the arm and her eyes widened. "She sure is a strong one, isn't she, Faith?" Marsha felt around Reece's bicep.

The actress noticed that Reece was trying very hard not to swat at her mother and snickered. She saw the woman's point, though; Faith often found herself awed at her lover's muscles too. The actress was enjoying the look on Reece's face. She's had worse.

After all, Reece did grope Mother. She snickered.

"You should feel her back, mom."

Reece dropped her fork and stared at Faith in disbelief. The actress winked when her mom touched her lover's back. Blue eyes narrowed with a promise of revenge.

"But her quads.. now there's a work of art." Faith kneaded said muscles.

"Goodness! I didn't know you liked them so ... gruff?

GRUFF?! Reece's eyebrows shot up.

"Butch would be more appropriate, Mom."

Reece cleared her throat. Faith grinned.

"If you don't mind, I feel like Charmin."

Faith kissed her lover sweetly and smiled.

"C'mon, Mom, lets leave her to eat in peace. She gets cranky when she's hungry."

Oh, she will soo pay for this. Reece ate her breakfast with an evil grin.

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The club owner sighed with relief as she flung herself onto her bed. She felt exhausted and edgy after enduring an Ashford shopping spree. The only thing that kept her going was her plan to get back at Faith for the whole groping thing at breakfast.

Reaching under the bed, she pulled out the bag with all the newspapers in it. Smiling evilly, she sifted through them, picked out a few, and snuck downstairs.

Hearing the two women chattering in the guest room, Reece slipped into the living room and neatly arranged the tabloids on the coffee table. Then she snuck back towards the stairs and made a noisy descent.

"Baby? Come in here, I want to show you something." Faith called out from the room.

"Yeah?" The club owner stopped in her tracks and stood in the doorway in shock. God, she's breathtaking!

"Well? What do you think?" Faith twirled around, modeling this slinky black cocktail dress for her lover.

"I told you, it's stunning, dear." Marsha replied. "I still can't believe you didn't have at least one little black dress. Every woman should have one."

"Reece?" Faith felt weak in the knees when she saw the way her lover was looking at her.

"Oh, it's great. It looks great." She managed to answer.

"By the look in her eyes, honey, I'd say it's a keeper." The older woman teased. "She seems er, hungry."

Reece blushed. This woman was too much. Is everyone's mother this unusual?

"Mom!" Faith scolded.

"What? I'd be willing to bet that if I wasn't here that dress would be long gone."

"She's right, you know." Reece replied before making a hasty exit.

Let them chew on that..

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The club owner finished the payroll and wondered why she hadn't gotten a call from home yet.

I'm sure they found those rags by now.

She pulled out the rest of them and stared at the pictures of her lover that all of America was seeing. Carefully cutting out the images, she began placing them on her office walls. She was surprised that she didn't want to kill the person responsible for exposing Faith's attributes to the nation. Instead, she was feeling a mite prideful that all of it belonged to her.

Still.. I have to at least act pissed.

Reece decided that she would make whoever it was slightly miserable.

Sandy and Faith are positive it's Charles. I think it's Michele. Something about that girl..

"Hey boss? Can I come in?"

"Yeah Cor. Hey, did you see?"

Taking a look around, the dancer folded her arms across her chest and shook her head. "You know, I don't think she's going to be pleased with this."

"What? I like them. I think she's hot."

"Yeah but now so does half of the country."

"Half? What's wrong with the other half?"

"You can't be serious." Cori was shocked at Reece's attitude.

"Yes, I am." The tall woman sat down, satisfied with the new decorations.

"OK, so you're not going to break somebody's legs?"

"Oh, I didn't say that, I just didn't understand why only half of the country found Faith appealing."

"So you're going to hurt Charles? But what about Michele? I was very disappointed to find out she was behind this." Cori sat on Reece's desk facing her.

The club owner frowned. Why didn't Faith tell me if she knew who it was?

"Hey, earth to Reece."

"Yeah, I'm gonna take care of the both of them." I just don't know how.

"Why'd ya wait so long? It's going to be kinda hard since they were fired."

FIRED?! What the...

"Cori, I have things to do, if you'll excuse me."

"Sure bosslady, I was thinking of coming over and taking Mom Ashford off your hands tomorrow."

"Whatever."

"Yeah, you're welcome." The dancer replied to the empty room.

Mrs. Ashford put down the last of the tabloids and laughed out loud.

"Oh my!" she continued laughing.

Faith shut off the blow dryer to investigate the sound.

Is Mother laughing? She wondered. I don't think I ever heard her laugh like that in my life!

"Oh dear!" The older woman held her stomach and laughed.

That is Mother! What the hell is she so hysterical about?

Faith suddenly became nervous. Her mother could have gotten into anything.

Shit! Why did I leave her alone down there? I let her talk me into a bath. I should have known it was a plan for her to snoop!

She started dressing, grabbing clothing from the floor.

Oh God.. I hope she didn't go through the video cabinet. Not only does Lucky live there, but Reece's video collection could kill her! She ran down the stairs in fear.

Marsha tried to collect herself, but she couldn't stop laughing.

"Mom? Are you alright?" The actress edged closer to her mother.

Marsha held up a tabloid and shook it around.

Faith felt her legs go numb when she saw the cover picture.

"This is some...oh my...interesting coffee table ...oooh...reading, dear." The older woman continued to pull herself together.

"You find this funny?" The actress furrowed her brows in confusion.

"Oh, Faith dear. I haven't laughed like that in ages!"

The actress had no idea why her mother was reacting with such hilarity to her half-naked body. The clothing choice alone should have given her a mild arrhythmia. The fact that it was all over the coffee table should have at least caused her to stroke.

"Again, you find this funny?" She put her hands on her hips.

"Oh my yes!"

Faith stood there tapping her foot as her mother continued to titter.

"That outfit doesn't help any.." she giggled.

The younger woman looked down at her clothes and smiled. In her haste she'd thrown on Reece's inside-out sweatpants and a T-shirt that read: 'Remember my name, you'll be screaming it later.'

"Well I'd rather be on the cover of a magazine in this get up than that one."

"Oh honey, the pictures aren't bad. In fact, they're flattering. Remind me to show you my pictures some day."

The actress sat down next to her mother and stared at her in shock.

"Mom...who?" Faith was speechless.

"I had racy pictures taken for your father when we were engaged. A promise of what was to come if you will."

Faith blushed. My mother the pinup girl.

"Oh, stop looking at me like that, honey."

"But Mom?" she whined.

"How did she take to these?"

"A lot better than I thought. She put them there."

"Oh? She must be very proud of you, then. If anyone ever got a hold of my pictures, your father would kill them."

"Proud?" The actress questioned.

"Well why else would she put them on display like this? Who took these?"

"My ex-producer and co-star. They were both fired."

"I bet Theresa had something to do with that."

"Well..." Faith looked down at her hands guiltily.

"What is that all about, Faith?"

"I haven't told her yet." she winced.

"Faith! You mustn't keep secrets like that!" Marsha scolded her daughter.

"I just thought she'd react a bit differently. I guess I should have told her, cuz, man, am I wrong about that."

"Oh, I'm not so sure she'll let them go that easily, she seems very protective toward you. But I'm certain if you ask her to, she'll play nice." Marsha smiled.

"I hope she'll go easy on me for keeping this from her."

"She better or she'll have me to answer to. Besides, you have that woman wrapped around your pinkie. I watched her today, she worships you."

"Trust is very important to her, Mom." Faith scowled at her mistake.

"Then you should have known better, dear."

The key in the door startled them both. Reece wasn't due home so early.

"Oh no...what am I going to do, Mom? She knows." Faith panicked.

"You don't know that, honey." Marsha tried to reassure her daughter.

The expression on Reece's face confirmed Faith's fears.

"Baby, let me explain." The actress began.

"Why didn't you tell me who it was?" Blue eyes narrowed.

"I think I better get a drink" Mrs. Ashford escaped into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, Reece. I didn't mean to keep secrets! I know I promised...I was just..." Faith sobbed.

"Hey, don't cry." The club owner felt her anger float away when she saw how upset Faith was. She knelt down, grasped the smaller hand, and held it to her face.

"I just feel so shitty about this."

"I'm not mad at you for keeping it from me. I kinda feel stupid now, really." Reece pursed her lips in thought.

"Stupid? How?" Faith sniffed.

"Well, you were afraid to tell me, weren't you?"

The actress nodded and looked away.

"I don't want you to ever be afraid of me. I guess I don't now how to prove to you that you can trust me." Reece sighed in sadness and dropped Faith's hand.

"Oh no! I'm not afraid of you! Baby, please don't think that. I was afraid of how you'd react and what you might do to them." Faith leaned over and kissed her lover on the lips. "You have to admit, you can be dangerous when you're angry."

"I'd never hurt you. I'd rather die." Reece swore.

"I know that, Reece, and I trust you with my life." She kissed her lover again.

"I don't think I know how to hurt you."

"Well," Faith smirked, "if I asked real nice..."

The club owner's eyes opened wide.

"Why, Faith Ashford, you naughty little girl." Reece teased.

"I thought I was your dirty little girl." The actress pulled the kneeling woman between her legs and kissed her hard.

"You keep that up and you'll be an embarrassed little girl." Reece warned.

"Ahem."

Faith buried her head in Reece's neck. "Mother, you have impeccable timing."

"I thought I waited an appropriate amount of time." Marsha shrugged as she sat down next to her daughter.

"No biggie, Mrs. A." Reece spoke to the older woman but was smiling at Faith.

"I guess I forgot what it was like to be that enamored. I wouldn't want to interrupt."

"I'm sure you remember what all the parts look like. A drink sounds good about now. You want one, babe?"

Faith nodded so Reece left to get some beers.

"Oh yes. My little girl was darling." Marsha looked thoughtful. "You know, she had such a cute little potato." She grinned.

"MOM!" Faith screamed. "You are so wrong!"

Reece walked back into the living room with two beers and handed one to her beet red lover. She mouthed 'potato' at Faith with the most amused look on her face.

"Oh, Mrs. Ashford, do tell." The club owner grinned.

"Well, I'm sure you'd agree. I mean you've seen it." she gestured to her daughters crotch.

"OH GOD!" Faith hid her face behind Reece's shoulder. "This can't be happening." she mumbled.

Reece laughed at loud. This lady is fucking cool!

Marsha winked at Reece and continued.

"Besides, after looking at that video collection, I'm sure you're familiar enough with that particular body part to judge." Marsha sipped her vodka demurely.

This time Reece blushed, and Faith practically crawled on top of her.

"Make her stop, baby." The actress pinched Reece's neck hard.

"OW! Hey!" The club owner frowned and rubbed the sore area.

"Faith, dear, it's not nice to pinch." Marsha scolded.

"I'll get you for this, Mother. I swear it." The actress turned around to face her mom and saw the smile on her face.

"You were teasing me?" she slapped Reece on the thigh. "I can't stand the both of you." She pouted.

"Come on, honey, it was all in fun."

"Great, Mom, not only do you two get along, but you conspire." she continued her pout.

"Theresa, be a dear and get me a refill."

The tall woman peeled off her lover and complied.

"Mom, you didn't really look through the video cabinet, did you?"

"Yes I did." she replied matter-of-factly "And if you ask me, I think you oughtta be more careful where you put your toys."

"Oh, kill me." Faith fell face down on the coffee table.

"Honestly, Faith, penises in the cabinet, handcuffs in the kitchen. I swear I almost put strawberry lubricant on my breakfast toast this morning."

Reece entered the room to see her lover banging her head repeatedly on the coffee table.

"What the hell are you doing?" She rushed over and stopped her from hurting herself.

"My mother is trying to kill me."

"Don't be dramatic, dear."

"I'm an actress, I can't help it." She glared at the older woman.

"You'd be happy to know that your father called today while you were in your bath. I'm leaving tomorrow afternoon."

"Thank you!" Faith fell to her knees and gave thanks to the heavens.

"Maybe you'll take me down to that studio you work at in the morning?" Marsha asked.

"Anything, as long as you're going home, I'll do anything you want."

"Ok then, go upstairs and take care of your woman. I bet you haven't had sex since I've been here."

"That would be a correct assumption, ma'am." Reece grinned mischievously.

"Mom! God! I can't just go and have sex on command! Especially with you here...why am I even saying this to you?"

"If I had someone like Theresa, I wouldn't be able to keep my hands off of her for a second. Besides, the poor woman can probably use it, looking at those pictures all day."

"Thank you, Mrs. A." The two women toasted each other then drained their drinks.

"I wish I could disappear." Faith groaned.

Reece took her by the hand and pulled her up from the couch. Faith was the darkest shade of red the tall woman had ever seen on a human being. Chuckling, she lifted her up and held her like a newborn. Faith clutched on to her lover's neck and hid her face in the dark hair.

Marsha winked and waved at Reece as she ascended the stairs, carrying her daughter.

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"I'm mortified, Reece. I can't think of sex now!"

"Not even if I did this?" The tall woman leaned over her prone lover and traced her ear with the tip of her tongue.

"No." Faith replied, unfazed.

"How about this?" Reece took off her boots and straddled Faith, grinding down softly into her.

"Nope." The actress replied as her nipples visibly hardened.

"Ooo, tough crowd." The club owner grinned seductively and took off her shirt.

Faith couldn't help but swallow as she watched Reece peel off her bra.

"What if I was to do this?" The tall woman caressed her own breasts, knowing it would drive Faith crazy. Not to mention fan her own flames a bit.

"Nothing at all." The actress denied somewhat breathlessly.

"Oh, I see. So this would be a one-woman show?" Reece teased. She grinned as she saw

Faith swallow again as she nodded.

"That's too bad, because I'm real horny." The club owner got up off the bed and took her pants off. "I could really use that tongue of yours." She remarked casually.

Reece stood there letting Faith take a long look at her and grinned when the actress propped herself up on her elbows for a better view. By the time those green eyes reached her own she could see the hunger.

"Nothing?" Reece questioned.

"Uh-uh." Faith tried not to grin but it made her lip twitch.

The nearly naked woman chuckled to herself. She's toast now...pull out the big guns.

The actress's eyes were glued to the strong hands as they touched Reece's body. The club owner licked her finger and circled her nipple with it, the other hand resting at the waistband of her underwear. Faith squirmed and stifled a groan as that hand disappeared behind the material. She turned over on to her side and leaned her head on her elbow.

"And I bet this doesn't get you either." Reece said between heavy breaths.

Faith silently shook her head, totally engrossed at the display. Her sex was throbbing, and if she opened her mouth, she'd be panting. Not being able to see everything was turning her on more than if she could.

"That's ok," Reece groaned, "I can take care of it myself." Not taking her hand out of her underwear, she got back on the bed and lay down facing Faith. "You see...mmm...I have a lot of practice."

Reece could see Faith's pulse racing by the pounding of the vein on her neck. She figured she would have been attacked by now. Baby's got willpower, she grinned inwardly, I don't know how long I can last though, I'm getting off on this game! The club owner doubled her efforts to get Faith to touch her.

"I wish this was your hand touching me," she moaned.

Faith's mouth was completely dry. She squirmed again. She really wanted to watch Reece do this, but she was giving in fast. I'm not going to make it. I've turned into a sex maniac.

"Wanna know what it feels like?" Reece leaned close and spoke into her lover's ear.

Faith nodded, squeezing her thighs together tightly.

"Wet, really wet," she breathed, reaching into her underwear with her other hand to gather some evidence. She took her hand out and rubbed her fingers on Faith's parted lips.

"Oh." Reece shuddered when the warm lips engulfed her fingers.

Faith closed her eyes at the taste. She held the hand tight and after sucking the fingers clean, then brought it to her breast. The fat lady has sung.

"God, I'm going to die if you don't touch me, Reece." she whined.

The club owner nearly tore off Faith's clothing in an attempt to feel her naked skin.

"I thought you'd never ask." Reece growled as her mouth latched on to a perfect breast.

"God that's good! Oh, and Reece?"

"Mmm?"

"You'll lose this perverted shirt won't you?" Faith moaned, holding up the discarded T-shiirt.

"Mmm." Reece mumbled into Faith's skin. "You'll be the only one screaming my name." Reece's teeth made themselves known.

"Oooohhh..Good to know." The actress groaned. "Baby, I want to be quiet..." Faith whimpered. "I don't know if I can."

Just then the television was heard blaring from the living room. Both women sighed in relief.

Thanks Mrs. A.

Reece slid her hand between Faith's legs. "Did I tell you how cute you look in my clothes?" she whispered between licks.

"Oh.." Faith wasn't in the mood for chit chat and pushed Reece's face into her breast with both hands.

Reece moved her fingers slightly.

"This is going to be so fast, baby..." Faith panted "...All you have to do is look at me right now."

While Reece was thoroughly enjoying what she was doing, suckling on her lover's nipples while touching herself wasn't exactly going to get Faith off. She lifted her head and smirked.

"Trust me?" she asked.

"You know I do." Faith pushed some dark hair off of Reece's face.

Follow me.."

Still facing her lover, the tall woman took that hand from her face and put it inside her underwear, then placed her hand underneath it. She then reached over with her free hand and pushed Faith's sweats down, slipping her hand inside the soft material of her lover's panties.

Faith shuddered with a gasp as she slid her hand under Reece's.

The club owner moved her hand in the way she enjoyed most. "Feel what I'm doing? That's what I do when I want to get off quick."

"Oh yeah? I'll remember that." The actress closed her eyes and concentrated on Reece's hand movements.

"Show me what makes you crazy." The tall woman urged.

Faith moved her hand letting Reece feel the motions. The club owner closed her eyes too, concentrating on the movement of the smaller fingers.

Faith liked feeling the larger hands engulf her own and move beneath hers at the same time. It was indescribable.

"Kiss me, Reece." The actress tilted her head to the side to meet her lover's lips.

Faith wrapped her leg around Reece's and pulled their bodies closer together.

"Mmm baby, I can feel you getting close." She whispered.

"This is so hot..." The tall woman groaned and sucked Faith's tongue into her mouth.

Reece continued to kiss her lover as she came, swallowing Faith's cries, sounds that brought her to her own orgasm.

The two women stayed up in the bedroom for quite a while that evening. Marsha, on the other hand, was quite enjoying Reece's video collection, going home with a few new things to try.

Marsha wiped her hands on the kitchen towel and hurried to answer the front door before the bell woke the girls. She opened the door and stood agape at what was on the stoop.

"Uhm, you must be Faith's mother. I'm Cori, we spoke on the phone. Pleased to meet you." The dancer stuck out her hand but the older woman still stood there immobile.

"Sooo, can I come in?"

Marsha was transfixed on the silver hoop as it moved when the girl spoke. "Oh! Yes! Certainly, come in." Mrs. Ashford sputtered in embarrassment.

She wasn't kidding when she warned me about her friends...

"Are they here?" Cori wondered at the silence of the house.

"Yes, they're still sleeping." The older woman stared as the guest removed her coat.

Cori was all too familiar with the way she was being looked at, and decided to humor Faith's mom.

"OK, let's get this over with, shall we? This," she pulled down the shoulder of her shirt, "Is one of my tattoos, it ends here." she turned around and bent her head, showing the back of her neck. "It took 3 weeks to finish and yes, the damn thing stung. I have 9 piercings, from the neck up. Yes, the tongue ring hurt," Cori stuck out the muscle, "but I still got it pierced again. Call me masochistic, but it reaps the rewards. No, my nose and lip didn't hurt, but I had a hell of a time learning not to drool when I drank."

Marsha looked on, nodding, genuinely interested.

"My hair is currently 'Pillarbox Red'. Yes, my parents know what I look like. I have a job, an apartment...let's see...oh, and I'm a dyke. My girlfriend's parking the car. Wait till you get a load of her." The dancer thought a moment. "I think that about covers it." She headed towards the fridge.

"Well then." Marsha shooed Cori away from the icebox and into a chair. "Would you like bacon? Or are you one of those vegetable lesbians?"

The dancer laughed. "I'd love some, Mrs. Ashford. I couldn't live without meat."

The two women made small talk while Marsha prepared Cori's breakfast.

"So, how long have you known my daughter?"

"It feels like forever. She's such a great person, Mrs. Ashford. You done good with her."

"I don't deserve the credit."

"Someone has to, may as well take it. I love that woman, she's my best friend."

"Do you know Reece long?"

"Very." Cori wasn't sure where the older woman was going with this line of questioning. "Why?"

"Just asking." Marsha shrugged.

"I love Reece too," she said, slightly defensively.

"I worry about my Faith, Cori, that's all."

"Look, Reece may look scary, and she may act it sometimes, but I swear, Faith is her whole life." Cori smiled.

"Yes dear, I can see that for myself. I can't help thinking she's hiding something. She has a few secrets, that woman does."

"Well, everybody does, don't they, Mrs. Ashford?"

"I suppose you're right."

"Don't you worry about Faith. She's got me as a watch dog."

The doorbell rang and Cori went to get up but Marsha stopped her, placing a plate in front of the dancer.

"You eat, dear, I'll get that."

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Faith rolled off of Reece's back and frowned at the clock. She really didn't want to get up yet, she had another hour left of sleep. The pain in her back and the need to go to the bathroom had awakened her and she trudged out of bed crankily.

Great, this sucks.

The club owner shivered when the warmth disappeared. Groping around blindly in the bed, she too frowned when she came up empty.

"Faith?" she grumbled.

"Umm." Came the grunt from the bathroom.

"Bed." Reece rolled over and lay with her arms open, waiting.

The toilet flushed, the water ran, and then the door closed. Reece opened one eye to look at the clock.

"What are you doing up? You have time." She stretched and yawned.

"Got my period, don't feel good." Faith mumbled around her toothbrush.

"Aww babe, come back to bed. I'll rub your back like you like."

Reece felt bad for her when she got her period. While the club owner didn't suffer at all, Faith really got it bad.

The actress appeared by the side of the bed with a very cranky expression. "Make it go away baby." she groaned and lay down next to her lover.

Reece straddled her lover and rubbed her back to take away the cramps. The actress grunted and moaned in pain and pleasure as the strong fingers kneaded away at her tight muscles. The club owner knitted her brow in annoyance.

Here we go again. First it's the cramps, then she's horny, and she don't let me near her for a whole 5 days. She stared at Faith's ass and grinned.

This time, I'm gonna get some.

"How come you don't get sick?" The actress grimaced into the mattress.

"Dunno. Maybe it's because I work out."

Faith groaned as Reece worked her magic.

"You alright? I don't like it when you're in pain."

"Oh love, that isn't pain, it feels wonderful. You have such talented hands." Faith reached behind her back and rested her hand on Reece's leg.

"Love? You never called me that before." Reece smiled at the nickname as she moved to rub the muscular legs.

"That's what you are, you're love. I can feel it when you look at me, when you touch me. Ohh, right there...now that's love."

"That's your hormones talking." The club owner couldn't believe she was blushing.

"No Reece, that's my heart talking."

"I like when your heart talks." Reece turned her over and kissed her.

The depth of Faith's adoration shone from her eyes.

"I love you so much it scares me." The tall woman whispered the confession.

"Oh honey, I know you love me." The actress sat up and hugged her fiercely. "There's nothing to be afraid of. I know it's new. Just go with it."

Reece covered Faith's lips with a long loving kiss.

"That's my heart talking." She grinned.

GROWL

"And that's my stomach talking." Faith giggled.

"Yeah," The club owner nodded. "Mom's up, I smelled it too."

"Let's go make an appearance. It's her last day and all."

"I'm right behind you, sweet cheeks."

"I'd prefer 'love'." Faith teased.

"Me too, but you won't let me." Reece teased back.

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"Well they were up till all hours last night." Mrs Ashford explained.

"I'll bet." Violet snickered.

"Have you seen that video collection?"

Cori gagged on her eggs.

"Hon?!" Violet ran to her side.

"I'm ok." The dancer choked.

"Well, I have to admit I'm a bit of a prude, but that stuff... I must say I'm somewhat enlightened in this lesbian sex thing."

Cori's eyes matched Violet's in her look of shock.

"Morning, Mom." Faith entered the kitchen. "Hey, when did you guys get here?" She took note of the expressions on her friends' faces.

"MOTHER! What did you say to them?!"

"God, Faith. Your mother is cool!"

"Cool!? My mother?"

"Morning, Mrs. A." Reece patted Marsha on the butt and went to the coffeepot to pour a cup.

Cori's mouth actually fell open.

"Hey, I owed her a grope." The club owner half explained.

The older woman blushed and swatted at Reece's shoulder. "Oh, you are such a card!"

"I don't think I want to know." Violet looked frightened. Cori nodded.

"God, what did I do to deserve this?" The actress looked to the heavens for an answer.

"Honey, I wish you wouldn't take the Lord's name in vain. You did enough of that last night."

"Mother..." Faith groaned. "Why don't you go and get dressed... please." She begged.

"Sure, dear, I'll get out of your hair."

Faith made a face at her mother's back, then threw herself into a chair and groaned.

"Wow, Faith! Your Mom's the shit!" Violet gushed.

"Why? What did she do to you?"

"Nothing, babe!" Cori replied. "She's just cool is all."

"My mother?" Faith was still unconvinced.

"Yeah, she told us she practically forced you guys to fuck. And did you know she watched Reece's pornos?"

"What?!" The club owner dropped her coffee. "Shit!"

"Baby, be careful!" Faith rushed to her aid.

"SHE WATCHED THEM?" Reece shouted.

"Yeah, she told us she learned something too." Cori snickered.

"Oh no." Reece looked horrified.

"Reece, why the face? So she watched some pornos.."

"I'm in some of them, Faith." The club owner looked at her feet.

The room fell quiet.

"You're in them, in them?"

"Yes."

The silence was deafening. Cori and Violet were watching Reece, who was staring at the floor.

"Well, I'm assuming this was before I came into the picture." The actress narrowed her eyes.

"Yes. Way before." Reece couldn't take the scrutiny, and started for the door.

"Don't you dare walk away, Reece!"

The club owner stopped in her tracks and turned around to face her lover.

"If you'd rather we left..."

"No, Cor, it's ok." Faith smiled.

"Reece?" Violet asked.

The tall woman shrugged and half smiled at Faith.

"So, did the women know they were being filmed?"

"Yes."

"Are you um...on the receiving end of .."

"It's all just me doing them." Reece grimaced and closed her eyes, waiting for the attack. When none came, she peeked open an eye and saw Faith standing there with a smirk.

"So, no one's touching you then?" Faith's eyebrow went up.

"Well, I didn't say that...what I mean is..." The tall woman began sweating.

"Nah ah ah.. you don't have to go there. I know what you mean."

Again, the room sat silent until Faith spoke up.

"So, you're fucking them?"

The club owner glanced at her lover. "Some."

"That I wouldn't mind too much." Faith smirked.

"Huh?" Cori, Violet and Reece questioned.

"Well, I could watch that. As long as no one was doing you." The actress grinned.

There was a collective sigh of relief.

"Can I watch too?" Violet wondered. Cori backhanded her in the stomach.

"Faith? Are you serious?" Reece was dumbstruck.

"Yeah, totally. I wanna see them." She hugged her lover and smiled. "I just gotta see that ass in motion..." Faith squeezed her lovers butt and mmm'd.

"Why don't you just put mirrors on the ceiling?" Cori asked.

"I can't keep my eyes open long enough, let alone focused." Faith grinned.

"You'd be surprised." Violet winked.

"You have mirrors?" Reece wondered.

"Yeah, and it's great. You can watch the top of Faith's head when--"

"Whoa there. I'm getting horny." Faith held up her hand.

"My girl just loves to watch." Reece teased.

"Well, you sure are something to look at." Faith licked her lips appreciatively.

"You're hormonal." The tall woman smirked.

"And horny." The actress kissed Reece's collarbone.

"Wow. You must take after your mom, because you're cool." she teased.

Faith smirked and stretched up for a proper kiss. The liplock was broken by a throat clearing.

"Sorry." Faith blushed.

"S'okay. We kinda got used to the public ravishings." Violet joked.

"Me too. Although I'll never get used to this." Marsha agreed, holding up a dildo.

Cori gasped. Reece and Violet turned red. Faith felt faint.

"It was in my nightstand. I was looking for a pen."

The older woman handed the toy to Reece and made herself a cup of tea. "By the way, that one feels so real." She added as she sat down.

"It's supposed to, Mrs. A." Reece smirked, putting Harley in her bathrobe pocket.

Faith had to sit. The thought of her mother actually knowing what a real penis felt like made her queasy. The fact that she was comparing the two made her lightheaded.

"Well, pardon me for being naive, but why? If you don't want to have sex with a man, why?"

"It's not the umm, part, Mrs. Ashford, it's the person it's attached to." Cori offered.

Marsha contemplated that for a moment. "I see." She sipped from her cup quietly. "You wouldn't happen to know where I can get one of those, would you?" She asked the tall woman.

Faith put her head between her knees when she began to hyperventilate.

"Babe? Take it easy." The club owner knelt at her lover's side.

"So, what's on the agenda today, Reece?" Cori changed the subject.

"Oh, Faith dear, I nearly forgot! A man named John called while I was on the phone with your father." She chuckled. "That's why I needed a pen."

"Welll..." The actress prompted.

"He said that they postponed shooting today due to all the latest, what was the word he used? Yes, scandal. He will call you back this afternoon."

Faith groaned. What do I do with Mother today?

"Hey, why don't you let me take your mom for the afternoon?" Cori smiled.

"Thank you. Would you?" Faith breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course. What would you like to do today, Mrs. Ashford?"

"Oh I don't know, girls. How about you show me around? And please call me Marsha."

"Cori, I want my mother in one piece." Faith teased her friend.

"No problem. Come on, Marsha. What do you say we all go get pampered today."

"We're going to have a spa day. Sound good?" Violet added.

"Oh yes! That sounds wonderful!" Marsha was visibly pleased.

"Great idea, Cori." Faith smiled. "You be careful with her."

"Will do, Faith." Violet winked as the three women filed out the door.

"If Dad could see her now.." Faith laughed.

"Let's hope he doesn't." Reece embraced her lover.

"Hey, you're right. I don't want her back here again." Faith nudged Reece's pocket with her hip. "I wanna try that one."

"Come on then, what are we standing here for?"

"Reece, I can't. Not now." Faith gestured to her lower half.

"Oh babe, I don't mind. Harley don't mind.."

"I mind."

"Please..." Reece begged as she reached down and caressed Faith's inner thigh.

"Oh god.. don't beg." The actress already felt the tingles.

"Pretty please?" The club owner slid to her knees and kissed her lover's mons.

"Reece..." Faith warned, even though she knew she was losing the fight.

The tall woman nudged between the actress's legs with her nose and breathed hot breath all over.

"Let me make love to you, Faith. I want to so badly." She groaned.

"Get up from there. Doesn't it smell funny?"

"No, not at all." Reece rubbed her cheek on her lover's pubic area.

Faith shuddered.

"Pleeease?" Reece pouted.

"Oh, you're going all out, aren't you?" The actress ran her fingers through the long black locks.

Reece nodded. "I won't use my mouth if you don't want," she bargained.

"You don't think that's gross?"

"Not you I don't." Reece nudged into the warmth again with her nose.

"Did you ever...?" Faith squatted down to look at her lover.

"Nope. But I always wanted to earn my red wings." Black eyebrows wiggled.

"You're a pig." The actress slapped her playfully on the ass.

"Oink oink." Reece leaned in and started kissing Faith's neck.

"Baby.." Green eyes closed in pleasure. Even as she protested, Faith knew she was a goner.

"Hmm?" The club owner's lips sucked in a bit of flesh behind her ear.

"Oh Reece..." Faith shivered, Reece cheered silently. "You really want this, don't you?"

The tall woman groaned her reply and nipped the skin she was sucking.

"Aahhh..." Faith fell bonelessly into her lover's arms.

"Yessss!" Reece shot up to her full height and practically threw Faith over her shoulder.

"Hey! At least let me shower!" Faith giggled.

"Absolutely, as long as I can wash you."

"Oh, I don't know why I even try to say no to you, Reece Corbett."

"Because you like to hear me beg."

"Oh yeah." The actress growled.

"So you wanna make a tape?"

Faith was getting antsy. She had been sitting in this room, arguing, bargaining, and bitching with the cast and crew of her show.

Without Michele, Faith was thrown into the starring role, a position she didn't want. Jayme, the new producer and writer, was gesticulating frantically. The actress had no idea what she was saying; she'd tuned them all out a while ago.

Okaaay. I have way better things to do. One of which is probably waiting for me in my favorite leather trenchcoat.

Faith sighed loudly, expelling a large gust of breath that got Jayme's attention.

"I'm sorry, Faith, are we keeping you awake?" she said sarcastically.

"Actually, yes." she grumbled.

"Look," Sandy butted in, "We have to shoot 5 more episodes for this season. Why don't we just have Mish's character on some sort of vacation, and work all this out over the break?"

"I think it's a great idea. Right now it's too stressful to get anything good done. I don't want to force Faith into a responsibility she isn't comfortable with. With Mish gone, 'Campus' is all about Faith," Jayme agreed, looking to the rest of TPTB.

"Ok, I give up." Faith threw her hands up. "I've been sitting here listening to all your suggestions, but no one's asked me!"

All eyes were on Faith.

"So, tell me what you want then." Jayme plopped down in her chair.

"Well, for starters, I don't want Judith to have an affair with the professor, that's way too 90210 for me. Besides, have you seen him? I'd rather sleep with Travis."

"Cool!" Travis high-fived Jim.

"You know what I mean, you idiots." she smirked at the guys.

"Please. I know I don't stand a ghost of a chance with that woman of yours lurking around." Travis shook his head grimly.

"Speaking of said woman, are we done yet?" Faith stood up.

"Alright, I don't see why we have to keep the actors any longer, let's call it a night and we'll just edit the scripts we already have. We'll cross the Michele bridge during break." Jayme stood up too, to the relieved looks on the actors' faces.

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Outside the studio, Sandy and Ali waited with Faith for Reece.

"Yeah, so it was shaky for a while, but she finally left."

"I can't believe she's that adjusted to Reece already. She must be something." Ali nodded to herself.

"Yeah, I mean as far as mother's go, Reece isn't exactly the type they'd want their daughter to fall in love with." Sandy nodded too.

"She really surprised me there." Faith admitted.

"Isn't it awful when your mother is there? You can't have sex."

"Who says?" Faith grinned.

"Oh you lucky dog." Ali laughed.

"Wait, weren't you all cramped out last week? Cuz I know I was and we get it at the same time." Sandy wondered.

Faith just blushed. When the two women gave her curious looks, she changed the subject.

"So about what you said before, you really think Mish will be a bitch?" Faith asked Sandy.

"Well, she doesn't have to try hard, I'm just saying watch out."

"Yeah, who knew?" Ali shrugged. "Charles I can see, but her?"

"You know, Reece thinks I was a threat to her, but she's biased."

"Oh no, she's right." Sandy argued. "Since you came along, the ratings have doubled, the fan mail has tripled, and it's been all about Judith."

Faith heard the distant rumble of a Harley and her stomach tingled in anticipation. "How come I don't see any mail? I mean, not that I am eager to read it, but still?"

"Oh, they have people to read and answer them for us. If you want, you can snitch mail anytime. But be careful, I read some mail that positively terrified me," Sandy warned.

Faith's eyebrow shot up in question.

"Yeah, be prepared for some sick sexual requests." Ali agreed.

"Speaking of sick sexual requests..."

"Stop that!" Faith backhanded Sandy in the belly, watching the bike approach.

Reece cut the engine and glided to a stop in front of her lover. She took off her thick winter riding gloves slowly before lifting off her helmet and running her fingers through her hair. The show was intended for Faith, but the other women sighed as well.

"Hi, babe, miss me?" The tall woman winked at the actress, throwing a long leg over the bike and sitting sidesaddle.

"I knew you'd wear that coat." Faith narrowed her eyes seductively. "And you will be rewarded for it."

"I'm counting on it." The club owner grinned ferally.

"How's it hangin', oh tall one?" Sandy teased.

"A little to the left." Reece stood, opened her trench, and rearranged her crotch. "There, that's better." She smirked.

All three actresses gaped at the bulge.

"What? It was her idea." Reece pointed at Faith. "It goes with the trenchcoat."

"REECE!" The redhead closed her eyes as the hot blush crept up her neck.

"God, Faith, I don't think I've ever been so jealous in my life." Ali admitted.

"C'mon, Ali, lets go get drunk and play 'guess what they're doing now'."

"Oh, ha ha. Goodnight, ladies." Faith turned up her nose playfully and sauntered away.

"Well, I'd stay and chat but.." Reece gave her cockiest grin and followed her lover.

Sandy groaned.

"What are you bitching about? I'm not getting any either." Alison frowned at the couple mounting the bike.

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Faith released the skin from between her teeth and poked her sweaty face out from inside the trenchcoat to look at her panting lover.

Reece immediately leaned heavily on her, blowing warm gusts of breath on her neck.

The taller woman had one leg on the handlebar, the other on the floor, and both legs were shaking from the strain she'd put on them moments before. Faith squeezed her legs tightly around her waist and twitched slightly, causing Reece to groan.

"Jesus Christ, Faith...you can't possibly want more?!"

"Welll..."

Reece tilted her head back and blue eyes stared in disbelief.

"Easy there, tiger, just kidding. I was merely attempting to get the feeling back in my legs."

Reece reached behind her and unlocked Faith's ankles. The actress's legs fell heavily on top of her still-trembling thighs. Faith grunted as she fell forward, still entirely filled.

"You know, babe, when you're on top, you can at least try and do some work." Reece scolded playfully.

"I was, but then you started moving and it felt too good."

"Cook up anymore fantasies yet?" The tall woman shifted her weight and Faith hissed through her teeth.

"Take it out, Reece. Now."

"Shit, Faith, I forgot...I didn't mean to hurt you." The tall woman babbled.

"Hurt me?" She wiggled and licked the sweat off of the glistening neck in front of her. "Hardly."

"Ohhhh." Reece understood. Her lover was trying to save her life. One more ride like that and Reece was sure she'd be crippled.

The tall woman gathered her strength and lifted the smaller woman up and off of her lap. Faith sat down again and sighed contentedly, the heat on her inner thighs from the dildo snuggled between them making her shiver.

"Cold, babe?" Reece put both feet on the ground and wrapped her trenchcoat tighter around them.

"No. It's perfect." Faith nestled her head into her lover's neck and yawned.

"Faith, you can't fall asleep like this. What will Pepe think?"

"Honestly, Reece, with the wad of money you threw at him, Pepe isn't going to be around for days."

"That, or he's laying face down on some bar. Hey, what are you complaining about? He let us fuck in the garage." Reece rubbed her cheek in Faith's hair.

"True, I'd have froze my tits off outside. God it's cold!"

"Now that you mention it, I lost feeling in my ears and my hair is starting to freeze. Wanna blow this taco stand?" The club owner reached between them to force Fatboy back in her pants, but her hand was halted by a smaller one.

"No. Stay right there."

Faith twisted around under the leather coat and faced forward. Still holding hands, she scooted up towards the handlebars, and Reece had no choice but to follow.

"Ooo, I like this." Reece leered down at her lover.

"Thought you would." Faith gave a leer of her own. Feeling their toy press up against her back, she made a happy noise.

Reece bent her head to speak into Faith's ear. "I guess I'm not done with you yet, Faith Ashford." She growled, then grinned as she felt the shudder run through the smaller frame.

Faith reached her hand behind her neck and pulled the dark head closer.

"You better never be done with me, Reece Corbett." she whispered.

"Never." Reece swore, and started the engine.

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The club owner sat up in bed and sneezed. "Ow." she groaned. Everything hurt. She blew her nose as hard as she could but only managed to clog her ears. Faith had said she looked pale the night before, but Reece shrugged it off as being tired.

"Fucking great." she grumbled.

Shuffling into the bathroom, the tall woman ran the shower and prepared to step in when she noticed her reflection in the mirror.

"Ugh.." she stuck out her tongue at herself. "I look as horrible as I feel." She rummaged around in the medicine cabinet to no avail.

"Not even a goddamned aspirin! Great!" She felt miserable. Her head was pounding and she knew she had a fever.

Me and my stupid ideas. Fucking on a bike in 20 degree weather... I must be insane.

Slamming the cabinet closed she stepped into the shower. It felt like she couldn't breathe in all the steam, and she washed quickly. After drying off and wrapping herself in a warm towel, she tried to blow her nose again. This time it made a squeaky noise, and continued to make that noise every time she inhaled. After trying unsuccessfully to glare at her own nose, she stomped into the bedroom muttering.

Now cranky, Reece stood in front of her closet looking for something to wear. Hating the feel of tight clothes when she was sick, she opted for baggy jeans, a thick sweater, and big warm socks. She glanced at the bed, messy and unmade. Boy was it inviting.

"No.. you can't." She argued with herself. "Why not? It's just an order, it can wait till tomorrow." The tall woman frowned. "I sound like Fran Drescher."

The phone rang.

"Hey boss, how ya doing?"

"Fine, Cori." She snipped.

"Hair is fine, Reece. So, you're ok?"

"What the fuck?"

"The wife asked me to check on you." Getting no response, Cori tried again. "Faith said you were sick."

Reece shook her head. "Yeah well, I'm good. Just got a little cold."

"I hope you don't mind I asked Sarge to cancel the delivery." Cori asked.

"Fucking shit, Cor! I just have a cold!" Reece was getting aggravated.

"Ok, ok.. but now you can sleep in anyway."

Cori knew how completely intolerable her friend was when she was sick. The last time she slept on the couch in her office for two days before anyone found her, and unfortunately it was Cori. The dancer had to bear the brunt of Reece's crankiness when she volunteered to watch over her in her house. Of course the rewards were outstading..

"As much as I'd love to sit here and listen to you breathe..." Reece said with annoyance.

"Hey, just wanted to see if you needed anything. Nyquil is awesome."

"You still got those little round pill things you got from Chinatown?"

"Yeah, want 'em? They were a lifesaver."

"Yeah, I gotta pick up a few things and then I'll stop by."

Cori grimaced as Reece sniffed in vain. The boss was completely congested and must feel miserable.

"Reece, you should get in bed and I'll come over until Faith gets home. You know I make a great nurse." The dancer giggled.

"Oh don't remind me. You're like a warden Cor. I'll be there in a few."

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"I got it, baby. It's probably Reece."

The dancer looked through the peephole and snickered as the distorted image of her boss's face moved closer to the peephole until it was one big eye.

"Open up, Freak."

Cori opened the door and stepped aside. "Patience is a virtue, Reece."

"Eat me." The tall woman twanged nasally.

"Ewwww, you sound awful!"

"I feel awful," Reece groaned.

"But ju look maahhvelous." The glare that she recieved from bloodshot eyes sent Cori skittering into the kitchen to stand behind Violet.

"Just gimme the pills, Freak, I need to collapse somewhere soon." She followed her friend and rolled her eyes.

"Hey, Reece, Cor tells me you're not feeling so hot."

The club owner looked over the piercer's shoulder at the pot on the stove and gasped.

"Ok, I must really be sick because now I'm hallucinating"

Violet snickered. Reece rubbed her eyes roughly, and took another look.

"Why the hell are you cooking dildos in a pot?" Reece was wide-eyed with confusion and just a bit of sympathy for the poor innocent toys. She rubbed her crotch and frowned.

"Jeez, Reece, I'm boiling them to sterilize 'em. Haven't you ever done that before?"

The tall woman shook her head and got dizzy.

"Ugh. No, I just used condoms. Leave it to a piercer to sterilize a dick."

Violet fished one out with a pair of tongs and put it on a towel. The sight was amusing to the dizzy woman and so she laughed, then coughed, then moaned.

Violet winced at the sound, then frowned at her friend's flushed face. "Come here, I think you have a fever."

Reece shrugged Violet's hand off her head but it landed on the back of her neck. "Man, you've got fever!"

"Don't touch me, penis killer!" She hissed as she escaped the room.

"You're such an asshole, Reece." The piercer chuckled.

"Shut up.." Reece started at the tone of her own voice.

"Did you just whine?" The dancer asked with a look of horror.

"Cori, she's really sick, she's burning up." The worried piercer followed the club owner into the hallway where she found her leaning heavily on the wall.

The dancer was scared for the boss and fetched the strange herbal pills she was given when she had the flu. They worked wonders for her and she was well in two days.

"Reece, you gotta take a bunch of these whenever you need them. They're little tiny things, but damn do they work!"

Cori nodded her approval as Reece swallowed 4 of the little bb's and Violet placed a cool rag on her head.

"That feels good Vi. Thanks."

The dancer eyed her friend's odd ensemble and cocked her head to the side.

Poor baby.

Knowing Reece only wore that type of clothing when she was really sick, Cori wondered why she ever left the house. "Why aren't you in bed?"

"My bed is too big. It's lonely." she muttered.

The dancer and the piercer exchanged raised-eyebrowed looks.

"Well, you oughtta be laying down, Reece. Why don't you go lay in Faith's old room?" Cori took the tall woman's arm and began walking her to the room.

"Yeah, I'll leave word for Faith at the studio that you're here." Violet added.

"I don't want her to worry." Reece felt dizzy and hot. "I love her, you know." She squinted at Cor.

"I know, bosslady. You get some sleep." The dancer bundled the blankets up on her friend and winced. Reece was sure to sweat out any fever in this apartment. She pulled off the tall woman's boots and wiped the damp bangs off her forehead.

"You remember the last time I took care of you Reece?"

"Uh huh. I returned the favor quite well."

Cori blushed. Once Reece was feeling better, she showed her appreciation in the most unconventional ways.

"That you did boss. You nearly spoiled me."

"Well, you wanted it, I was horny.." Reece yawned.

"Please Reece, we practically did nothing but fuck for a week."

"I was real horny?" The sick woman chuckled, then rumbled, then coughed.

"Shhh, rest Reece. I'll wake you when Faith gets here. I promise."

Cori stroked her friends head. It made her feel strange to see Reece Corbett at the mercy of anything. She used to think the woman was made of stone, but now she knew better. Her friend surprised her so much lately. And she was sure it wasn't going to be an easy ride now that Reece finally found her own heart. For her, for Faith for anyone.

Reece's soft snoring brought the dancer back from her thoughts. Looking down at the club owners face, made her smile. She spontaneously kissed her head.

"Don't ever leave me, Faith." Reece mumbled. "I'm nothing without you."

Cori smiled warmly. God Reece, you really are human. She bent down and kissed her friend gently on the cheek, then went to find her lover.

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"Where is she?" Faith was worried to death, Reece never got so sick that she couldn't call her.

"In your old room, hon. She's cooler now, but she's had a rough go."

"What do you mean rough, Cori?" Faith was even more worried.

"Calm down, sweetheart, she had some nightmares, nothing extraordinary considering she was burning up with fever." The dancer explained.

"Nightmares?" The actress got visions of the nights she spent watching her lover twist and turn, yelling out in her sleep. Faith could do no more than watch in fear as Reece struck out violently in the clutches of terrifying nightmares.

"Oh no, she hasn't had a nightmare in ages! This is my fault." Faith sobbed.

"Faith, you don't know that she got sick that night. Stop that. She's just got the flu, she'll be ok tomorrow. Trust me." Violet tried to calm her friend.

"Oh, she got sick that night alright. She sweats when we... a lot. It was freezing out!"

Cori agreed with a nod towards her lover. A lot is an understatement.

Faith disappeared into the bedroom.

"God, could you imagine getting the flu fucking?" Cori shook her head in disbelief.

Violet laughed. "It's certainly another first isn't it?"

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Reece was fretting when the actress entered the room. Faith crawled on top of her lover and kissed her forehead, and immediately she was wrapped in two strong arms. A sigh escaped Reece's lips and she smiled.

"I missed you, baby." Reece whispered groggily.

"I'm here now. You go back to sleep. I'm not going anywhere."

"Good."

The tall woman turned on her side and snuggled into Faith.

"Faith?"

"Mm?"

"Don't eat the soup."

"Huh?" The actress propped herself on her elbow and discreetly felt her lover's forehead.

"Just don't."

"OK." Faith chuckled and turned around in the circle of Reece's arms. The club owner pulled her tightly against her and sighed loudly. In moments, both women were fast asleep.

"You have no earthly idea how impossible that woman is, Sandy!" Faith threw her hands up in frustration.

"Come on, sweets, it can't be all that bad, can it?" Alison squeezed her friend's shoulder in a comforting gesture.

"Yes, it can and it is." Faith paused to get a plate.

"Men."

"Ali, she's stubborn, temperamental, obnoxious, cranky, whiny, nasty...oh, and if you ask her, she's none of the above. Let me tell you, I love her to death, and this playing nursemaid crap may just prove that point. She's going to kill me."

All three women stood pondering the table of food in front of them.

"Did you try threats?" Sandy wondered.

"Been there, done that. Picked noodles out of my hair for the rest of the evening. Soup should be empty. So I've been told. She should be the poster girl for flu shots."

"Ooo, sounds lovely." Ali reached for a sandwich.

"Yeah, very. She broke the lamp on the nightstand because her nose was whistling. She said it was doing it on purpose." Faith sighed and grabbed some junk food. "Yet all the while she insists that she's fine, nothing is wrong with her that a few beers wouldn't fix."

"It's logical, alcohol sterilizes, therefore killing all the mean ol' flu bugs." Ali explained.

"But honey, you really are beyond bitch today, what gives?" Sandy asked.

"Sleeping next to her all night long is becoming a slow torture. She has a leg over mine, breathing on my neck...I'm horny as all hell."

"Thanks for the visual, Faith." Sandy complained.

"I'll give you visual. Last night, instead of subjecting myself to that torture, I went to watch a movie and it would seem my mother left a tape in the VCR."

"Oh god no..." Ali's eyes went wide.

"Oh yes," Faith confirmed with a nod, "there she was, in all her sweaty naked glory, her beautiful ass...flexing and clenching..."

"ENOUGH!" Ali held up her hand.

Faith fanned her face. "Woo, yeah...and who knows when I'll get some again." The actress's foul mood returned. "You'd think they'd surprise us once and a while with something new, but no, it's always the same freaking food."

Ali and Sandy exchanged looks of amusement. The entire cast and crew were already tiptoeing around the actress, and now the craft services people were starting to look scared.

"Is there something I can get you, Ms. Ashford?" A young PA with a much-gossiped-about crush smiled sweetly. "I can run and get you anything you want. Just say the word."

Faith simmered down some upon seeing the doe-eyed young girl waiting expectantly for an answer.

"Can she be more obvious?" Ali whispered to Sandy.

"Hi, er..."

"Leslie." Sandy prompted in a low murmur.

"...Leslie. Thanks for the offer, but really, I'm fine. Just blowing off some steam." Faith smiled.

"Cool, no problem. But if you ever need anything, I'm never far away." The PA grinned.

"No kidding," Ali muttered under her breath and received an elbow to the kidney from Faith.

"You got it, Leslie. Thank you again for the offer."

The trio watched as the young girl practically skipped away. They made their way to a table to sit and eat lunch.

"Oh, Ms. Ashford, can I wipe the seat for you?" Sandy teased.

"No no, here, sit in my hands, Ms Ashford." Ali cupped her hands on the seat.

"You guys are just jealous." Faith winked.

"Yeah well, maybe so, but please girl, she's got it bad." Sandy chuckled.

"I hope she realizes that I'm spoken for." Faith said seriously.

"Oh get real, honey, everybody knows you have the biggest girlfriend on the playground." John popped up behind Faith. "Hey I see we're eating healthy today." He said, eyeing Faith's 2 packs of Twinkies.

"Yeah but she's got a diet soda." Sandy pointed out.

"So, are you holding up as well as my makeup?" John lifted Faith's chin into the light.

"Yeah, I guess. She's just impossible is all. You know she unburied her old cell phone for me to carry around now?"

"Well, so where is it?" Ali looked around for the phone.

"In my bag. It's embarrassing. It plays the entire score from "The Godfather" when it rings."

"Figures." The makeup artist laughed.

"What, is she keeping tabs on you now?" Sandy seemed concerned.

"Nah, she wants me to have it in case of an emergency. She doesn't like me going home from here at all hours alone. She worries about me too much, and now with her home sick..." Faith trailed off.

"Oh, good idea then. I'm sure you can change the ringer, can't you?" John asked.

"I'm sure it can be done, but I have no idea what to do with these things. I'm an electronic idiot." Faith smirked.

"Let me look at it, I'm sure I can do something." John offered as the buzzer rang, indicating taping would resume soon.

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RING

Reece frowned at the phone. Why do people call when you're sick to ask you if you're resting?

"What."

"Oh, I see we're in a better mood today." Violet giggled.

"Please don't tell me you called to ask me if you woke me. I'll have to kill you then."

"What, do you think I'm that stupid?" Reece could hear the grin in her voice. "No, I actually called because I cooked some real food this time and figured with Faith gone for dinner, you could use the eats."

"What did you make?" Reece's stomach growled loudly. Solid food sounded like a brilliant idea.

"Oh, chicken cutlets, mashed potatoes, corn..."

Reece's mouth watered. "Alright Vi, get your ass over here now." The club owner suddenly felt starved.

"Yes ma'am." the piercer chuckled and hung up.

"Oh yeah, some real food!" Reece rubbed her hands together in excitement. "Finally."

The tall woman shot out of bed and into the shower. She was made aware of a few things while she washed. How much better she felt today, and how a week in bed with Faith, without sex, had affected the amount of time spent washing between her legs.

"Ok, that's enough." she said as she ran her hand over her crotch just one more time.

"Ok, this is the last one." This time lingering a little longer.

"Stop that!" she told herself and found the control to rinse off.

Stepping out of the shower she looked at her reflection in the semi-fogged mirror as she dried off. This too proved difficult in some areas. "As much as I am looking forward to this dinner, it's going to be one hell of a long night." she told herself.

-------------- Meanwhile back at the set...

Judith : "I'm sorry, Travis, it can never be, I love Jim."

Travis: "How could you? He's no good for you... you deserve much better."

Judith: "Like who? You? Ha!"

Travis: "Yes me! But I guess Jim's trust fund was much more attractive than I could ever be."

Judith: "That's not true! I don't care about his money--"

The digital chirp of "Hey Big Spender" cut through the set.

"CUT!" Jayme yelled angrily. She walked over to the side, picked up a Faith's bag and stomped over to her with steam coming out of her ears.

"I do believe your handbag is singing show tunes." She handed the bag over to a red-faced Faith and stood tapping her foot.

Mortified at the various snickers and giggles, the actress retrieved the phone.

"Hello?" she said meekly.

"I'm so fucking horny. I want you so bad."

The actress turned her back to the room and blushed harder.

"Reece! Not now!" she whispered in embarrassment.

"Am I making you blush in front of your friends?"

"Yes. Are you feeling better?" Faith figured she might as well ask.

"Oh yeah, much much better."

Faith closed her eyes at the throaty purr of Reece's voice.

"God, the things you do to me! I gotta go, baby, but by all means hold that thought."

"I'd rather hold you, but the thought will do for now."

"Gotta go, really Reece. Love you."

"Me too, you."

Faith turned off the phone and cleared her throat nervously at the room.

"Umm, sorry guys...it's off now." she blushed profusely.

"Looking a little flushed there, Faith." Sandy teased. "I guess the woman's feeling better?" She winked.

"Oh yes. Much." Faith smirked.

"Come on people! I want to finish this today!" Jayme yelled and everyone fell into their places.

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Back at the Corbett/Ashford residence...

"You know, Reece, Cori's been coming home with a lot more money these days. With Roy's place closed, the Lounge is the 'it' place."

"Yeah, I'm telling you, Vi, the bucks are just flowing in. Business has never been better." Reece stuffed the last forkful of potatoes in her mouth.

"I'm glad you liked it." The piercer smiled as she put the dishes in the sink.

"Like it? That's my favorite meal. How'd you know that?" She wiped her mouth and threw the napkin on the table.

"Cori told me, Miss Mannners". Violet threw out the napkin with a distasteful look on her face. Reece rolled her eyes.

"Oh yeah, you skeeve me so much that if I stuck my tongue down your throat you'd melt like an ice cube." Reece smirked.

Violet blushed, grateful her back was facing the table. "Oh please, you're so full of yourself you're bloated."

"I thought so." Reece said with a cocky grin. "Hey, so Cori tells me you guys are looking to rent a one bedroom in the city."

"Yeah, we're thinking about it." Violet started the coffee maker.

"Where you looking to go? I have connections all over the place." The club owner wiggled her eyebrows, and gestured towards the living room.

"Around here, The West Village would be Cori's dream. She's never been able to afford it before, and now with her money practically doubled, and my income, we can most likely swing it." She flopped down on the couch.

"Most likely? That's not definite." Reece looked doubtful.

"Well, it'll probably be doable, but pretty tight, ya know?"

"Well, if you want, I mean, I can maybe help?" Reece fumbled around for words.

"No thanks, no charity, Reece."

"I didn't mean to offend you Violet. I mean a loan, if that's ok." The club owner leaned back and inhaled the aroma of coffee brewing.

"A loan huh? I dunno, I'd have to ask Cori."

"That way, you could get a co-op or a condo if you want." She shrugged.

"You're so fucking nonchalant, Reece." The piercer gaped at her friend.

"What?" Reece looked confused.

"That's a hell of a lot of money you're talking about! God, Reece, what are you, a millionaire?"

"Just about." The tall woman stood, stretched and followed her nose into the kitchen. A full week of clear foods made coffee the second most desired thing on her list. Faith being the first.

"Are you serious?"

Reece nodded at the piercer, who suddenly appeared at her side. "Close your mouth, Violet. Money's not important." The club owner groaned in pleasure as the hot liquid slid down her throat.

"Does Cori know?"

"I don't advertise, Jeez, Vi, get over it." Reece took her mug onto the living room and flipped on the TV. Much to their surprise, the screen was filled with flesh. Not quite comprehending, Reece raised the volume and the sounds of sex filled the room.

"Cool!" Violet grinned, grabbing the remote away. "You get the porno channel?"

"Yeah, must be those amateur videos or something." Reece squinted at the screen, suddenly very familiar with what she was watching.

"Fuck me hard, Reece!"

"You're damn right I will, bitch."

Violet's jaw hung open in disbelief. "This is one of your tapes?!"

"Gimme the remote!" Reece jumped up.

"Nothing doing." The piercer put it in her pants.

"Don't think I won't get it there, just you wait."

Violet looked panicked at first, then laughed out loud and threw herself face down on the floor.

"Oh I know you will, but at least let me get a good look at you in motion, Reece. I heard so much about you." She teased.

"Fine, enjoy it, I did." Reece decided to play too.

"Jesus Christ, woman." Violet peered up at the screen, mesmerized by the sight. "Glorious, just glorious."

Suddenly embarrassed by the show, Reece slipped off the couch and pinned Violet to the floor.

"Ok, fun's over, gimme the remote." She sneered down at her friend.

"No way! Besides you look good in blush."

"This is your last warning, give it to me or I will have to come and get it." The tall woman flipped her over onto her back and held both the piercer's hands in one, waving her free hand in her face.

Faith stood outside the living room biting her hand so not to laugh. At first, while standing outside the house, the sounds coming from inside caused her stomach to flip. She speculated a million and one things that could be going on inside, but never did she expect to see Reece wearing a dark-red blush watching her own image on the screen. And Violet was teasing her mercilessly.

Finally catching the piercer's eye, she gestured to her to keep it up. Poor Reece, the look on her face when Violet threw herself on the floor... priceless.

Faith was about to show herself when a particularly delicious growl emanated from the TV. She felt sparks burst in her groin.

God, I'm in heat.

Noticing the look on Faith's face, Violet relented.

"Ok, I give. I give." The piercer fetched the remote and threw it at Faith, who caught it and paused the tape.

"Hi, Reece, miss me?" She asked with a devilish smirk.

Faith stood there holding the remote with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Violet chuckled, then wiggled out from underneath the stunned club owner, who seemed frozen to the spot with an unusual expression on her face.

No wonder I don't recognize that look. Faith thought. I don't think I've ever seen actual fear on her beautiful face. She snickered at her lover's gaping jaw.

"Faith, honey, it's not what you think!" Reece scrambled to her knees, looking frantically back and forth between Violet, the TV, and Faith.

"Yeah, she was merely straddling me, pinning me to the floor, while reaching into my pants, while watching smut." The piercer stood next to Faith with her arms folded across her chest. "All quite innocent, if you ask me."

Reece gulped loudly. A look of utter confusion replaced the fear. What the..???

Faith walked over to her befuddled lover and kissed her on the cheek to reassure her.

"So, do you know the sheer embarrassment of getting a dirty phone call in the middle of taping? Do you have any idea what those people did to me? How they tortured me for the remainder of the shoot? Oh, and lets not even mention John."

The club owner narrowed her eyes and realized this was all in fun. At her expense, but still fun. Faith cocked her head at the paused image on the screen.

"Oh, look at that, Vi, paused her in mid arch." Faith licked her lips and walked over to the TV. She pointed to a spot between Reece's shoulder blades. "See that spot? A little muscle twitches there. I've never seen it, but I feel it when I hold her."

"Faith?" Reece sat down on the couch, "So you're not mad at me?"

"Mad? No, not at all, but paybacks are a bitch."

"Don't you think I've been punished enough?" The tall woman tried to pout.

"No, Reece, the lower lip has to quiver more." Violet pointed to said lip and quickly pulled her finger back as Reece growled.

"Be nice, Reece." Faith scolded. "I wanna see this." She hit play on the remote and regretted it as soon as the image started to move.

Reece smirked at her lover's hitched breathing. Looks like your little plan is backfiring.

Violet was glued to the screen as well. "Ah! There it goes! I saw it." She looked to Faith for confirmation. The actress was too busy staring at Reece's other attributes.

So that's what her thighs look like when she's...oh, and she curls her toes too...god, those arms!

Reece nearly laughed out loud at Faith. Violet was actually watching with a critical eye, but not Faith. She was watching with lust. The club owner could picture her facial expression, the parted lips and the hooded eyes; she could see the flush creeping up the back of her neck. Reece snickered. She picked up the forgotten remote and as she did, glanced over her lover's shoulder at the action on the screen.

Odd...? She thought, at the twinges of embarrassment she felt watching herself.

I don't even recognize that woman's--no, that girl's face. Reece shrugged it off. What's done is done. Besides, Faith is loving this. She raised the volume and grinned, watching the blonde head tilt to the side.

Faith was startled out of her fog by loud grunting and moaning, and then the screaming of her lover's name in ecstasy. Her clit twitched in sympathy, and she shivered from the sensation.

Violet felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Reece nod her head in the direction of the door.

"No problem," she whispered in her friend's ear. "Have fun, Reece." She winked, then slipped quietly out of the room.

Still staring at the screen, Faith watched in anticipation as her lover rearranged herself so that the other woman was on top. She reached out and traced Reece's image on the screen.

"Why doesn't this bother me?" She wondered aloud.

"Should it?" The club owner switched off the TV.

Reece's low voice in her ear forced Faith to close her eyes. "I think so." She turned around to face the tall woman. "You're fucking someone else and it's turning me on. Isn't that twisted?"

"Maybe." The tall woman traced her fingers up Faith's arms, causing the actress to shiver. "But I love you just the same."

"Shouldn't I be jealous?" Faith covered the larger hands with her own.

"No." Reece bent her head and kissed Faith's neck. "Because it's old, it's a tape," She snaked her tongue out for a taste. "It's not real." Reece continued to kiss her way around Faith's throat. "Maybe you're just horny."

"Yeah, maybe." Faith breathed weakly as Reece's fingers tickled up her back and laced through her hair.

"Or maybe..." The club owner kissed her chin, "...it's because," another kiss, "you're envious, and," another kiss, "you wish it were you."

"Mmmmaybe.." Faith groaned. When the hot tongue traced her ear she fell to her knees.

Reece never lost contact, following her lover down on her knees, widening her long legs to surround Faith's. The actress felt the shoulder of her shirt being tugged down, her lover's mouth trailing quickly over the exposed skin.

"God, what you do to me." Faith reached up and grabbed both sides of her lover's face and pulled her up for a kiss, sucking both lips into her mouth. Reece squeezed her thighs tightly, causing the smaller woman to groan.

"I want you, Reece." she mumbled into the kiss, pulling the dark head down to her cleavage. "Now."

Reece plunged her tongue down into the warm crevice, breathing in the smell of Faith's skin. She licked as much of it as she could reach, hooking her fingers in the neck of the shirt, pulling it down more and more. When the shirt would go no further, she yanked it down hard, tearing it open and exposing Faith's breasts. With a growl of triumph, Reece stared at her prize.

Faith gasped at the action, excited by the surprise. She wrapped her hands in the soft black hair and pushed Reece's head into her chest, guiding her mouth.

Reece briefly allowed Faith to move her head back and forth, and bathed whatever area was presented to her tongue. She attempted to close her lips over a nipple but wasn't able to, her mouth wasn't in one place long enough. She reached up and covered Faith's hands with her own and pulled them off of her head, placing them on her shoulders with a growl of warning.

"Don't touch."

Reece closed her strong hands around Faith's breasts, pushing them together. She attacked both nipples at once, sucking as much into her mouth as she could, kneading the flesh roughly. Faith arched into the touch, inhaling sharply. She sensed Reece's urgency, and it cranked up her arousal threefold. She loved it when Reece acted this way.

"More," she urged. "Harder, baby."

The club owner leaned over, pushing Faith to the floor. She grunted as strong legs wrapped around her thighs and pulled her down hard, while the hands on her shoulders tightened their hold.

"Yesss." The actress moaned, feeling her lover's full weight on top of her.

Reece let go of the breasts she was feasting on and pulled Faith's leg up between her own. The contact was electric and she bit the nipple she was sucking.

Faith yelped and squirmed. "God that's good, baby."

Reece nodded from her position and pressed herself into Faith's leg. She nipped and bit at both nipples, trying desperately not to move her own body at the pace it was dictating. The sounds Faith was making were sending jolts of pleasure between her legs, making her want to stop everything and get herself off.

Faith took hold of Reece's shirt and began tugging blindly, until it was twisted up around the club owner's neck. She dug her nails into the sculpted back, drawing deep growls of pleasure from her lover.

Reece tried to slip lower, but was tangled up in her own clothing. Reluctantly, she lifted herself up and stripped from the waist up.

"All of it. I need to feel you." Faith's voice was raspy from panting. It went straight to Reece's sex.

The tall woman stood and quickly removed her clothes. She moved to the couch and sat, motioning for Faith to follow. With a seductive sneer, the actress stripped off her remaining clothes.

The club owner leered as her lover dropped onto all fours and crawled over, stopping between her knees.

"You're so wet I can see it." Faith whispered as she rubbed her cheek against Reece's inner thigh. The tall woman groaned painfully as she felt the hot breath blow across her needy sex.

"You're gonna kill me." Reece moaned.

"Funny, I said the same of you." She smirked and stuck her tongue out for a lick. "But it was an entirely.." She licked again, "..different context."

"Faith..." Reece's whole body twitched.

The actress climbed up and straddled her lover, adjusting herself so that their centers were touching.

Reece lifted one long leg and wrapped it around Faith's back to hold her in place, in turn opening herself up wider to the contact. She braced the other foot against the coffee table.

"Oh yeah, that feels so good." She groaned and pushed into the feeling.

"We never did this before." The actress closed her eyes for a moment to relish the sensation of Reece's pubic hair rubbing against her clit. "I wanted to try it," she breathed, and reached down to open herself up, jerking at the sound of Reece's whimper.

Reece gritted her teeth as Faith tried to find a good position. "You keep wiggling like that and it will be all over," she warned, trying to will her hips not to buck.

The actress reached behind her and grabbed the edge of the table for support, then began moving herself against Reece.

The club owner growled as Faith's clit rubbed over hers. Her eyes raked over the arched body riding her own, traveling from flexing thighs to pause on the taut stomach. She moaned as Faith quickened the pace, throwing her head back. Blue eyes watched the stretching and clenching movements of Faith's abs as she moved herself, and she longed to feel them. Reece felt a flood of wetness between them, slickening Faith's movements so much that the actress's nails dug into her thigh as she held on tightly.

Not able to sit back idly any longer, Reece reached up and pinched her lover's nipples. Faith groaned loudly.

"This isn't going to take long, sweetheart," Faith grunted between breaths.

"No, not long..." Reece whispered, and moved her hands to Faith's hips to guide her faster. There was a fire in her belly like never before. The sights combined with the sounds overwhelmed her. She felt the first sparks of her orgasm burst upward from her toes.

Faith whimpered and moved her hand from Reece's thigh to her bicep, squeezing hard.

Reece tore her eyes away from Faith's face for a moment and looked down between them. The sight made her mouth water.

"Oh yes!" Faith groaned. The sensation of Reece's wet silky flesh, alternating with her scratchy pubic hair and her hardening clit moving quickly against her, was too much. Faith jerked erratically for a few seconds then pushed herself frantically against Reece.

"Now...coming, Reece," she whimpered and shuddered violently.

"Right with ya.." The tall woman grabbed Faith's chin so she could watch her and she too succumbed to the pleasures.

Before there was time to recover, Faith found herself on her back, Reece leaning over her with a feral look on her face.

"What was it you said about paybacks?" She snickered evilly.

Faith swallowed dryly, still trying to catch her breath. "They're a bitch?" She smirked.

"And so am I." Reece snickered again and wrapped an arm under the smaller woman's back. She lifted and pulled her forward until only Faith's shoulders and head were touching the couch. Draping the smaller legs over her shoulders, she knelt there grinning like crazy.

"Uh, baby?" Faith asked curiously, as Reece pulled her closer against her body.

"Yes?" she cocked an eyebrow in amusement as Faith tried to wiggle around.

"I'm completely at your mercy, aren't I?" Faith smiled at the feeling of Reece's nipples brushing against her ass.

"That's correct." The tall woman nodded and licked a bit of Faith's thigh.

"Oh." she shuddered.

"You're going to watch me make love to you now."

Faith groaned in realization. She could see Reece poke out her tongue and taste her leg, how would she handle seeing her tongue poke there?

"Watch my tongue, Faith." Reece ordered in a throaty whisper.

The actress bit her lip as the wet muscle extended and slowly neared her sex. She wanted to move up to meet it, but couldn't. Reece didn't budge, just let her tongue sit there, the steel ball glistening, taunting her. It was frustrating and exciting all at once. Her lover was teasing her, hovering over where she wanted it most. A drop of saliva fell from Reece's tongue onto her clit, which twitched at the sensation.

"Please, Reece.." She begged.

The club owner dipped lower and with her tongue flat, pressed it against Faith's twitching sex.

"Oh yesss." she hissed in pleasure.

The tall woman drew the muscle up, tweaked her clit with the piercing, and then slowly brought it down.

"God that's so hot to watch," Faith gasped. She felt the wetness flow out of her and down into her ass.

Reece saw the delicious drop seep out and this time slid her tongue lower. She teased Faith's anus until the actress whimpered, then repeated the process again.

"Oh...oh..." The redhead moaned.

The club owner smirked and paused to run her fingers between her own legs. Faith moaned as Reece presented her sticky fingers to her. The actress quickly sucked the fingers clean as her lover resumed licking.

Reece pulled her fingers away and used that hand to run her short nails across Faith's stomach and up into her pubic hair. She detoured her mouth momentarily to lick her own fingers and then continued to lap the wetness that was forming at her lover's opening.

"Honey...please...I can't take it." Faith begged in short gasps. "It's too much."

"Watch me." Reece said, and slid her wet fingers onto Faith's clit.

The actress nearly screamed in pleasure. Both women watched as Reece brushed her fingers lightly in slow circles. Not quick enough to satisfy, and not nearly enough pressure. Faith groaned in frustration, receiving a raised eyebrow and a chuckle in response.

Reece could feel her clit pounding with every rotation. She wished she was able to do something about it. She was soaking wet and beyond hot. She added some pressure to her fingers. Green eyes started to roll back.

"Watch me." Reece reminded her lover and stuck out her tongue again, playing with the piercing.

"Please!" Faith sobbed.

Reece took pity on her lover. She stopped the motion of her fingers and used them to spread Faith's swollen lips. Her clit was red and hard, begging to be licked.

"Would you like me to lick it?" she purred.

Faith nodded quickly, the sound of Reece's aroused voice sent more wetness to flow into her crack.

Slowly the tongue emerged again, and just the tip made contact with the swollen bundle of nerves. It flicked back and forth. Faith cried out, watching her clit being toyed with.

Reece grunted in sympathy, wishing she had the nerve to allow someone to do this to her. Imagining what it would look and feel like to have Faith's tongue licking her in this way.

The actress felt her lover's hips moving and her breath coming in short pants. She couldn't help feeling proud that she could have this kind of effect on Reece without even laying a finger on her.

"Much better than a mirror, don't you think?" Reece's voice was impossibly low. Faith shivered.

The club owner took her teeth and captured the throbbing flesh. She ever so slightly bit down and pulled.

Faith strained to keep her eyes open as her clit was manipulated by Reece's sharp teeth. The intensity of seeing and feeling was driving her insane.

"Please...I can't..." She grasped the couch cushions for dear life and managed to force her hips up into Reece's face.

Reece wrapped her lips around Faith's clit and sucked with the rhythm she knew by heart.

Faith screamed and bucked wildly. Reece was sucking her clit and she could see every delicous movement of her lips, her cheeks, her jaw...it was almost intense enough to make her cry. Reece was groaning as she suckled, and Faith could see the muscles in Reece's mouth work, knowing in advance when she would sweep her tongue across her straining clit.

"Oh ...god...Reece...harder..."

Reece obeyed. She pulled harder at the flesh, using her tongue continuously, all the while staring into the wild green eyes of her lover. Watching Faith now, she didn't need any announcements. Faith was going to come and she could tell it was going to be huge. Wrapping her arms around her lover's body, she held on tightly as Faith's legs started to tremble.

"Yes...yes..." Faith chanted, forcing herself to watch.

The club owner's own clit throbbed incessantly, she could feel the moisture on her thighs. Faith's gonna love that, she thought.

The actress's heels dug into her lover's back and her own back arched as much as it could in her current position. Faith inhaled deeply and then with one last hard pull on her clit, fireworks exploded in her head.

"OH GOD!" She yelled, and stiffened so tightly, her shoulders came up off the couch.

Reece shivered. It was a sight to behold. She quickly laid Faith down on the couch and slowed down her attentions, wanting to draw this one out as long as possible.

Finally able to move at will, Faith wrapped her legs around Reece's head and trapped her between her legs, grabbing her ears and holding her there.

Reece, who had no intention of moving, watched as Faith shuddered and twisted around, grunting and whimpering like never before. Reece stifled the urge once again to quench her own desires, wanting to feel her lover's touch more than her own.

Faith started to relax and her grip loosened. She was breathing very heavily and Reece needed to lap up the ambrosia that was sure to have escaped during that orgasm. She pulled her mouth off of Faith's clit and winked when the spent woman lifted up her head to look at her.

"Good god Reece...I never--YAH!" The actress almost jumped out of her skin when she felt the tongue enter her.

Reece raised an eyebrow and glanced curiously at her lover.

"Ooooohhh...yeah...I can't believe this, but," she slid her hand up to pinch her own nipples.

Oh no she don't...thought Reece, as she turned herself around, and Faith was now sitting on her face.

Looking down at Reece's wide open soaking-wet thighs, Faith had to laugh.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry. Did I neglect you?" She spoke the last sentence into Reece's sex and kissed it.

Reece's hips flew up into her face, and the club owner groaned into her center.

"I'll take that as a yes." She moaned breathlessly as Reece impaled her with her tongue.

Leaning down and settling herself on her elbows, Faith licked the length of Reece's lips. As she touched her clit, the club owner's whole body spasmed.

"Yes, I know, honey, I missed you too." she said as she lowered her mouth to the glistening folds.

'It's been quiet too long,' thought the girl. A hard shudder ran up her spine.

'He's testing me.' Her fists clenched unconsciously at her sides. 'I hear him breathing, he's so close.' Standing tensely for so long caused her arm to twitch, jerking her chained and bloodied wrist. She whimpered out loud from the pain.

"Shit!"

The word left her lips without warning and she fretted. A bead of cold sweat trickled down her back at her audible sign of weakness. He always got her good in the dark. She closed her eyes tightly and pressed herself closely against the rusted pipe in hopes of disappearing.

"You cry like a girl, you fucking pussy!"

The blow to her head sent the girl to her already bruised knees, wrenching her chained arm hard. She grunted, nostrils flaring in anger.

"Get up, you little shit!" He hauled her to her feet by her hair. The metal handcuff scraping loudly as she was lifted upright.

She winced as his foul alcohol-laden breath blew across her face. Her heart was beating so hard with the urge to spit at him that she felt dizzy.

"How's my little soldier?" He chuckled.

"My arm hurts, Sir." she managed through her dry throat and clenched teeth.

"Good." He patted her cheek, making her sneer in disgust. "If you'd have obeyed me yesterday..."

"I won for you, didn't I?" she cut him off. "You're sleeping on fancy sheets because of me."

He stood there staring at her with a sickening smile on his face. The girl stared back, unflinching in her defiance. Her eyes appeared to glow in the darkness and he felt a twinge of uneasiness. Masking his fear, he chuckled and lifted his hand. It was intended to frighten her, but the girl stuck out her chin in a daring move.

"You're tough, I'll give you that. A good little moneymaker you are." He sneered at her cocky grin, then turned and disappeared into the darkness.

The girl put her free hand in her jeans pocket and fingered the business card. 'The Lounge, huh?' She thought about what she could possibly do in a place like that. 'He's probably a fucking pimp.'

'You're not an animal'. Frankie, the well-dressed man's, words echoed in her head. She closed her fist around the already crumpled card and ground her teeth.

'But I am, aren't I?' she sighed. 'Whatever this guy has to offer, has to be better than this.'

She'd been existing like this too long. Just out of her teens, the girl was feeling rather rebellious. She tried to break away, but He found her and made sure she'd never try that again.

'Stupid. I should have waited till he was passed out. At least til he took me home.'

She yanked at the chain again in frustration. He said her attempt at freedom was a need for more discipline, and fear. But she was tired of being a trained dog. The urge to escape burned in her veins, freedom was inevitable. She'd take it any way she could, at any cost. She was just waiting for another opportunity. The girl shook loose that train of thought, it only made her heart beat faster. The more pumped she was, the more careless she became. He could always sense her anxiety and used it against her. If she wasn't careful, she'd get another beating and she needed her strength.

She carefully measured her breaths and listened to his footsteps in the dark. She was hungry and her stomach knew it was time to eat.

"Chow time," he said as he threw a metal tray on the floor at her feet.

The back of her head hit the pipe with a loud clang as the bright floodlights blinded her. Her blue eyes teared uncontrollably, the sensation making her nose run.

"You're so goddamned pathetic. I'll make a man outta you yet, soldier." He said as he laughed.

"I'm not a man...Sir." she muttered, knowing she'd be hit for it.

He grabbed her head and brought her face centimeters away from his.

"Then why do you fuck women?" He asked with amusement, tightening his grip on her head.

"Because you're to drunk to get it up," she smirked, then added, "and you like to watch me..Sir."

He growled, throwing her head back as he released it. She readied herself for the blow, but it didn't come.

"Fucking animal."

She bristled with anger.

"I'm NOT an animal!!" she yelled and pulled on her chain again, re-opening the wound she made earlier. "Look what you made me do!" She screamed in frustration, "I fucking hate you!"

But there was no answer, just a chuckle as he ascended the stairs, infuriating her more.

"I'll fucking kill you." she vowed quietly, trying to control her breathing again.

She lifted her aching shoulder and wiped her nose on her shirt. Once her eyes adjusted, she dragged her chained hand lower, squatted down and examined the food.

'Not too bad.' She thought of the meal. The good thing about being someone's trained pet was that she ate well. With her free hand, she balanced the tray on her knees. Once settled, she used that same hand to shovel the food into her mouth. No more utensils until she learned to behave herself, he said. She knew better; he was becoming afraid of her. She was tall, and muscular, and as strong as three men. She could kill him with one blow. He should fear her--he'd made her.

Lost in thought for a moment, she chuckled with the memory of how the last woman he brought home had come downstairs to her. She wasn't chained then, she was behaving. The woman was nothing special to look at, but she was damned horny. Drunk and horny. The girl snickered.

'Man was he pissed when he found us.'

The girl had to lay on her stomach to reach the water, as he loved to make her crawl. This too was in a metal cup.

'Serves him right,' she thought as she drank. 'Women have needs too.' she smirked. 'And she needed me.'

She stared distractedly at the cup for a moment, then grinned wickedly.

He must have been pretty drunk to have given her an opportunity such as this one. She took the empty cup and placed it under her booted foot.

Although she could hear the drunken sounds from him and the woman upstairs, she was careful to be quiet while she worked at it. Slowly and methodically she turned it over and over, crushing it into itself thinner and thinner. Then she wedged it in between the pipe and the handcuff. There was a slight scraping noise, and the girl had to stifle a scream of triumph.

She stood there for hours, coiled tightly. If not for the sporadic twitching of her fists, she would have been immobile. She had to count between breaths so she wouldn't hyperventilate, she was that pumped. Waiting for him to come downstairs to start the morning drills, her eyes concentrated on the highest step in her line of vision. The dark rings around her irises made her eyes appear the color of ice. She'd waited rigidly, all night, backed up against the pipe, not daring to move a muscle for fear he'd sense her freedom. Then who knew what he'd do. No, she had to be far away this time. She'd wait.

The sound of footsteps nearing the basement door caused her heart to pound faster. The door creaked open. Excited beyond words, she was taking in huge gulps of air as he approached.

"Morning, soldier. Are you ready for your combat drills?"

"Yes Sir!" She nearly shouted. The adrenaline pumped through her body so quickly she felt a sense of euphoria. Just like before a fight, she welcomed the feeling.

"Well," he chuckled. "Someone's mighty eager to get their ass kicked this fine morning."

She spoke, unable to control herself.

He slapped her across the face. Her eyes burned angrily into his, she stood up to her full height sneering menacingly.

"What did you say?" he shouted, raising a fist to her.

The girl grabbed his fist in her hand, and squeezed.

"I said fuck you, Sir!" she hollered in his face, her nostrils flaring.

"Why you insolent little.."

His words were cut short as her newly freed fist landed squarely on his mouth, knocking him to his knees. The girl never let go of his hand, crushing his fingers slowly.

"You'll pay for this, you ...ugh!"

Again her fist landed. And again and again..

"Here's your little soldier kicking your goddamned ass, you sick mother fucker!"

Kicking and punching in a rage, the girl spat as the blood shot out of his nose onto her face.

"You wanna see animal? I'll fucking kill you!" she shouted at his lifeless form.

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"OW! Baby!" Faith rubbed her shoulder.

Reece jumped up, her heart pounding out of her chest. She was standing on the side of the bed, confused, soaking wet and breathing heavily. Her fists were closed so tightly that one of her palms was bleeding. Her temples ached from the tension in her clenched jaw.

"Honey? Please, come back here."

Faith's voice soothed her, cutting mercifully through her wild confusion. Reece felt her legs trembling and sat down on the bed before her knees gave way.

"That's right, sweetheart, come here, let me see what you've done to yourself this time."

The club owner felt the nightmare fade some and began to relax as Faith took her hand and guided her. She took a deep cleansing breath and let it out slowly, shakily, turning to face her lover.

"Wanna talk about it, Reece?" Faith spoke calmly, stroking the long fingers she was holding. The look in those blue eyes frightened her.

Reece shook her head, not wanting to speak at all until she was sure she wasn't going to cry. The myriad of emotions overwhelmed her. She could still feel his bones breaking under her fist.

"Ok, honey, but sooner or later we're going to. I can't stand seeing you go through this." The actress took another tissue from the nightstand and wiped away the last traces of blood from her lover's palm.

The tall woman pulled her hand away and sat at the edge of the bed. She put her hands on her head and rocked back and forth, breathing deeply through her mouth. The words were right there, she wanted to share this with Faith. Maybe if she talked about it, got it in the open, it would stop torturing her. Not yet.. I can't tell her yet.

"Reece, please. I don't know what to do." Faith felt helpless and rubbed her lover's back in big comforting circles. "This is eating you up alive, and it scares me. Not to mention giving me a run for my money. You really socked me this time."

Fear twisted her guts and the club owner spun around so quickly she startled her lover, who nearly fell backwards off the bed. Reece grabbed Faith's arm and pulled her towards her, her eyes still burning with the past.

"What did you just say?" She asked so harshly, the sound of her own rage frightened her.

"Reece, you're scaring me, let go!"

The club owner blinked a few times then dropped Faith's arm like she was burned. "I'm so sorry," she whispered, and jumped up and ran out of the room.

Faith cried in sympathy for her lover, and in frustration that Reece wouldn't let her help. The actress had no idea what her lover was going through, but knew it had to be horrible for her to react this way. At first when Reece had these nightmares and withdrew into herself, Faith felt angry and left out. Now she felt hurt, and useless. Bracing herself for a long night, she followed Reece downstairs and found a faint glow from the guestroom.

Reece would have run out into the street if it weren't for the fact she was naked. She wanted to get as far away from Faith as she could. The knowledge that her own weakness, the inability to talk about these nightmares, had caused her to strike her lover was too much to bear right now. The fear in those green eyes caused her stomach to flip, but she refused to give in and swallowd the nausea. Reece was so tired of reliving the past. She just wanted to forget it all. And now she was dragging the single most important person in her life into hell. She fought the urge to throw up and stepped into the shower, trying to wash the pain away.

Standing outside the bathroom door, Faith listened. Many times after an "episode" as she called it, Reece would get sick to her stomach. And when she finally emerged from the bathroom, spent and embarrassed, Faith was there with hot tea, open arms and a head full of unasked questions. They never talked about it. Faith understood Reece's need to keep this secret. She didn't like it, but she finally understood.

Reece turned off the water and sat on the side of the tub, burying her face in the towel she was holding.

The actress listened to the sounds coming from the bathroom, and slid down the door, heartbroken. Reece wasn't sick this time, she was crying. The muffled sobs brought a sick feeling to Faith's stomach. Reece was in terrible pain.

"Baby...?" The actress called out quietly. "Reece, it's ok. Please come out and let me hold you." Faith could feel her chest tighten. This was the most horrible feeling she'd ever experienced.

Reece grew angry. Faith was crying, and that hurt the club owner even more. The tall woman stood and stared at herself in the mirror. She remembered the first time she had stared at her self in this mirror. It was right after she broke free from Him. When Frankie came and rescued her.

God...look at me.

She ran her hands over her body, examining the scars, watching her reflection do the same. The first time she was here, doing this same thing, she was thinner.

Not to mention wilder, younger. She thought as she examined her face. Untamed. An animal. She bared her teeth.

The Animal.

A powerful surge of adrenaline forced Reece to exhale loudly. The club owner felt defeated. The weight of her past winning over her strength to forget it. It was so close to the surface, she couldn't fight it. No one could supress the will of The Animal. She was unbeatable. It was a proven fact.

Reece stood taller and flexed her arms, staring in wonder at her reflection. She realized that she had no idea who she was any more. She felt confused and alone.

It was too quiet in the bathroom and Faith became worried. Reece never did this before and she was afraid of what emotional state her lover would be in when she finally came out.

"Reece, stop it now! I won't allow you to go there, I love you baby, please let me help you." The actress blurted in fear.

The tall woman froze. Faith was frantic. Reece dropped her hands to her sides and stared into her own eyes. Listening to the frightened voice of the only person who loved her shook some sense into the club owner.

Shithead. Someone loves you. Faith loves you.

"Even if I'm The Animal?" she asked the door.

"Because you are." it answered.

Reece suddenly felt relieved and took a robe off the back of the door. She couldn't help but grin at that reply.

Faith sat on the bed and watched as Reece came out of the bathroom. She waited for the tall woman to do something, give her an idea as to what was going on inside her head. The last thing she expected was to see the cock-eyed smile she loved so much.

"Hey you." The actress smiled back.

Reece bent down to her knees in front of Faith. She stared into her green eyes with wonder.

"You ok?" Faith tried to smooth the dark hair down, but it had a mind of its own.

"Yeah, I think." the club owner nodded and looked away.

"Wanna talk?" Faith tried.

"Ok." Reece blew out a shaky breath.

The actress wasn't prepared for that and had no idea what to say. She was shocked and tried to organize the jumble of questions she had whirling around in her head.

"These dreams, they're not dreams," Reece started hesitantly, clearing Faith's head immediately.

"They're real." The tall woman winced at her confession.

"What do you mean, Reece?" Faith asked as her lover got up and started to pace.

"I go back...before Frankie, when I was, uh, fighting?" she looked to Faith. "You know..?" This was more difficult than she'd imagined.

"It's ok baby, I know about that. Go on." Faith smiled reassuringly.

"Well, that man, he was mean, and sometimes I relive those things." The tall woman stopped by the dresser and leaned on it, her back to Faith.

Faith got up and wrapped her arms around Reece, laying her head on her back, upset to feel her strong lover trembling.

"Shhh, it's ok, baby, it's over now. He can't do anything to you anymore."

"I killed him." she whispered, tears falling down her face in anticipation of losing Faith forever.

Faith's eyes shot open but to her credit, she didn't flinch.

"I beat him to death."

The actress tugged at the distraught woman until they were facing each other.

"This bothers me, Reece, I won't lie. It scares me that you have the ability to kill with your hands." Her look of shock confirming her words.

"He wasn't the first. I was trained to kill... for sport. For other people's amusement." The club owner stiffened visibly. "For money." she whispered.

"You had no choice." Faith cupped her lover's face in her hands. "Reece, the idea frightens me. It frightens me to death, but you don't frighten me." The actress was shaken, but she knew Reece would never hurt her.

"How can you stand there and be so kind to a killer?" She wondered, shaking her head in disbelief.

"Because I'm positive that isn't you anymore. That part of your life is gone. The Reece Corbett I'm here with now isn't a killer."

"I was just before. It was so real." she shivered.

"God, if he weren't dead, I'd kill him. What did he do to you?" Faith stroked Reece's face softly.

"He owned me. I was his pet, an attack dog." Reece sneered as she spoke.

"Did he hurt you? Did he rape you?" Faith felt her heart beat speed up in fear.

"He hurt me alright, but he never touched me sexually. He wouldn't dare." The tall woman turned and sat on the bed.

Relieved, the actress sat on her lap and lay her head on Reece's chest. She shook her head at the pounding beneath her ear.

"I'm not going to tell you I'm ok with all this, its a lot to digest right now. What you said is terrifying, and I can't imagine what it must have been like for you. To live through it, live with it, and confess it. Just know this, I'm not going anywhere. I love you, Reece, and you can't scare me off so easily." Faith tightened the grip she had on the strong body.

"How can you love me?" Reece asked wide eyed, completely blown away by Faith's speech.

"How can I not?" Faith's eyes sparkled. She leaned over and kissed her lover tenderly.

"I don't understand you Faith." Reece wrapped her arms around Faith and buried her face in her neck.

"Reece, I don't care what happened in your past. No wait, I do care, but it doesn't change anything. I didn't ask to love you...hell, I have no idea how it happened, but it happened. Now I can't imagine my life without you." Faith kissed her lover's messy hair and chuckled.

"You're something else, you know that?" Reece pulled back to look at the actress and a tear fell from her eye. Faith kissed it. Reece looked away and huffed in frustration.

"Oh Honey, it's ok to cry, sometimes it's the only way. It doesn't make you any less of who you are to me."

"But I feel like a baby...weak." Reece lowered her head.

Faith took Reece's hand and pulled her up on the bed, laying the dark head down on her chest so she could do "scratchies".

"Well sometimes we all have to be babied. I'd cradle you if you weren't so goddamned big." Faith grinned.

Reece moved her head and wrapped her lips around a nipple, startling her lover.

"Reece!"

"Baby's hungry."

"Ok, I'll buy that," she laughed, "But how do you explain this?" She covered Reece's hand, which was grasping her other breast and tweaking that nipple.

The strong shoulders shrugged. "Didn't want it to feel left out?"

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They awoke in the morning, in the same position. Faith smiled down at her lover's head, then kissed it.

"Mmmm." Reece slipped her arm out from under Faith's body and turned over. "Morning, babe."

"Morning yourself, sexy." Faith narrowed her eyes at the half-open robe that left one of her lover's breasts exposed.

Reece sat up took off the robe and stretched, much to Faith's delight, and then settled back down with her chin resting in her hand.

"You're the one who's sexy. Sexy."

Faith grinned. "How are you feeling?"

"Good. Hungry though, those things need a refill." she poked Faith's nipples.

"I beg your pardon. They were never filled in the first place." She sat up, covered her nipples and gave Reece a haughty expression.

Reece laughed, and kissed Faith's thigh with an open mouth, letting her tongue caress the skin briefly.

"Ohh, that's not fair. I can feel my own nipples getting hard." Faith narrowed her eyes at her unusually playful lover.

"Lemme feel!" Reece grabbed at her hands, but was slapped away.

"Nope." she smirked. "I thought you were hungry?" she stood up and headed for the door.

"My point exactly." Reece smirked and flopped down on the bed, watching her lover's shapely ass sway out of sight.

Reece felt renewed, energized. She felt a new sense of peace with her lover, and her life. She got up and poked her head into the kitchen, spying on Faith as she started the coffeepot. The club owner felt proud to be in love with her.

Reece snuck up and pressed herself against Faith's back, wrapped her arms around her and lifted her off the floor, nuzzling her neck as she did.

Faith squealed and laughed.

"Animal." She giggled.

Reece growled and bit.

"Reece!"

"I'm your animal." She said as she put her lover down and headed to the bedroom.

"Every wild inch of you..." Faith called out from the kitchen.

"Hey what are you doing after work, Faith?" Reece asked from the top of the stairs.

"Nothing, what do you have in mind?" The actress followed and met her lover in the bedroom.

"I want you to come and meet Frankie."

Faith smiled at Reece's naked body as it waltzed into the bathroom.

"Just like this?" She questioned.

"Yeah, just like that." Reece answered as she filled the huge tub. Easing herself into the water she added, "He once told me that he would see to it that no one would ever own me again."

Faith slid into the tub alongside her lover and groaned with pleasure. "Well I'm glad he was there to see to it."

"No, that's just the point, I want to rub you in his face."

"Oh Reece, I don't own you." Faith got choked up.

"Yes you do, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

Cori sat fiddling restlessly with the sugar shaker. Faith had called her at the crack of dawn, practically foaming at the mouth she was so excited. The dancer couldn't get a word in edgewise as her friend babbled on about having to talk to her immediately. So, here she was at their favorite coffee shop, waiting not so patiently on Faith's arrival.

The waitress appeared again, and as she did the times before, Cori blushed in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, I haven't decided what I want yet."

"Maybe if you opened the menu, it'll come to you." The woman teased, refilling Cori's coffee cup with a wink.

Come on Faith...where the hell are you!?

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The actress had every intention of meeting her friend on time, but as the cab stopped at the light in front of the gym, Faith's plans changed.

I'd know that ass anywhere!

"Hey, stop here...I'm getting out." The actress stuffed the fare through the little hole and practically ran towards the window.

Reece had her back to the street as she concentrated, focusing all her energy into feeling the burn as she lifted the heavy dumbbells out at her sides, then up over her head.

I've never seen flys look so hot...

Faith was drawn to the sight. She was standing in the street looking up. Quite a few people stopped to see what she was staring at, and when they would linger too long, Faith found that she actually knew how to growl, given a good enough reason.

Reece did her final rep and put the dumbbells down, bending at the waist and stretching her lower back. She had no idea that she had an audience as she twisted this way and that. The tall woman wiped her face on a towel and shook out her arms.

Faith was inside the gym now, partially hidden by some machines. She watched with an open mouth as her lover lay down on a bench and began to do leg lifts.

Oh god! she drooled. Those thighs, oh baby...what a beautiful display!

Faith watched intently as her lover's pumped legs raised and lowered the weight. Reece lifted her arms from her sides and gripped the bench behind her. Green eyes followed the movement and were now visually stroking the slick flexed biceps. The actress caught her tongue poking out and moving in conjunction with her eyes. She had to close her eyes to compose herself. She was startled at the intensity with which she was attracted to Reece's muscular form. Faith was never turned on by brawn, and while Reece wasn't huge muscularly, she was definitely built.

Perfect. Not too big, not too veiny...but simply delicious.

Faith always cringed at those women's bodybuilding shows on TV. The way those women's veins stood out made her squeamish. However, now she often had the urge to trace the veins in Reece's hands with her tongue. Green eyes focused on those hands now. Faith stuck her finger in her mouth to chew on a nail, suddenly needing something to distract her tongue.

Her eyes traced the tall sweating woman's arms, beginning at her hands and ending at her shoulders. Faith had to control herself or she'd make a scene.

Ha! Like it would be the first time some crazed woman jumped on her in the gym...couldn't really blame them. She smiled proudly, possessively.

She's all mine, she gloated.

The exertion Reece was putting out made every muscle visible and defined. Faith was breathing with effort.

How hot is it in here? she wondered as the sweat trickled down between her breasts. Yeah right, like the lycra-covered goddess you're devouring with your eyes has nothing to do with your condition. She shook her head in astonishment at just how hungrily she was staring.

Reece turned over on to her stomach to do leg curls. Faith whimpered and shifted her position at the dampness between the legs as she watched Reece's butt flex rhythmically. She immediately pictured herself underneath her drenched lover and had to bite her lip to keep from groaning. The actress had seen enough and ran out of that gym as fast as she could.

Oh boy! That was not a good thing! she hailed another cab and jumped in. I am so horny I could scream!

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Cori tried Faith's cell phone again with the same results. Faith never changed her message and although it was funny the first time, Reece crooning "Talk to me baby" a la Barry White was really annoying the dancer now.

"Easy now, what did that poor defenseless phone ever do to you?" Faith teased as her friend pounded the pay phone against the wall.

"Oh I don't know... but I'll tell you what it didn't do." Cori narrowed her eyes and folded her arms over her chest.

"Oh yeah?" Faith smiled at the waitress who seemed oddly relieved to see her.

Cori follwed her to the table. "Well, for starters, it didn't wake me out of a coma after a whopping 3 hours of quality sleep to prattle on about needing to talk to me before I opened my eyes, and then leave me here waiting for an hour while my G.G. lies naked in our bed." Cori breathed and drank some coffee. "Thanks a pantload, friend."

Faith chuckled. "G.G.?"

"Yeah. Gorgeous Girlfriend." She smirked and blushed.

Faith raised her eyebrow. Cori countered the move with her own arched eyebrow.

"Gorgeous girlfriend?" Faith giggled.

"Yeah, got a problem with that?" Cori mock threatened.

"Not at all. If it were anyone other than Reece, I'd probably come up with a few pet names myself." Faith grinned as she mentally went down a list of pet names.

"I hear ya. I bet there isn't one that's good for mixed company." The dancer teased.

"Speaking of gorgeous girlfriends.. I'm sorry I was late." Faith tried her best puppy dog face.

"You can just put that face away, woman. I wanna know what was so important that you interrupted my beauty sleep. And where is your cell phone?"

"I left it home. Aren't you sweet?" Faith thanked the waitress who placed her usual breakfast in front of her, and began to eat.

"Well?!?" asked the exasperated dancer. "Spill it, shorty."

Faith attempted an intimidating look that Cori waved away impatiently.

"Ok. So two nights ago, Reece has another nightmare." She paused to swallow some eggs. Cori rolled her eyes.

"Well this time she told me what was going on. She relives the past. That guy, the one who made her fight, well, now we know what happened to him." Faith sipped her coffee, to her friend's dismay.

"Faith! What happened to him?" Cori drummed her fingers on the table.

Faith leaned across the table and whispered. "She killed him."

Cori's eyes opened wide. "No!"

"Shhh! Yes...she told me! And what's even worse, Cori, she beat him to death!" Faith stopped eating and stared out the window.

"She just told you?" The dancer snagged a piece of Faith's toast.

"Yeah. You know, at first she scared me, she was awake, but not really...you should have seen the rage in her eyes. It was horrible."

"Did she hurt you?" Cori sat up and stopped chewing.

"No." she lied. She didn't mean to anyway. "She woke up completely panicked, and as usual ran away. She explained some of it right then, but on the way to see Frankie, she told me all sorts of..."

"Whoa! Wait a minute...she took you to see Frankie!? Holy shit!"

"Yeah." Faith smiled warmly at the memory. "She wanted him to meet me."

Cori reached over and held her friend's hand.

"That is so beautiful Faith. It's like taking you home to meet the parents. That is so sweet."

Faith nodded in agreement. "She was so nervous, like he was still alive. It's very apparent how much his opinion meant to her." The actress paused at the image of a nervous fidgety Reece at the gravesite. "I only wish I was there when he died. It must have been so devastating for her." Faith's eyes watered at the very idea of Reece's loss.

"Oh devastated is an understatement. She was horrified." Cori looked off in the distance with the picture of Reece's anguished face in her head. She had to shake the disturbing image away. "First she disappeared for days, then she went on a drinking binge, then a women binge, then a violence binge, then she went cold as ice."

"Oh god, the poor baby." Faith started crying.

"Hey, honey, she has you now. She's past all that pain."

"No, there's where you're wrong. She still has incredible pain." She was sobbing. "She's not as strong as you may think."

"Faith, I know. She bleeds blood, and cries tears." Cori leaned over the table and kissed her friend's forehead.

Faith sniffed. "I know, Cor. It's just...you should have heard how this guy treated her! I honestly wished he were alive so I could kill him! She talks about it like it's nothing. She was so detached, like it wasn't her she was referring to... but when she's having those nightmares, she's tortured!" The actress sobbed.

"Tortured? How so?" The dancer asked, eyes full of with concern.

"Oh god, he was so awful. Sometimes he chained her up, he hit her daily...she said that sometimes he would beat her till she collapsed. And if she lost a fight, he'd chain her and beat her. He was a mean, vicious drunk..."

"Did he ever, you know, do anything to her.. that way?" Cori gestured around her body.

Faith shook her head. "No. She says he didn't and I believe her. He was actually happy that she was a lesbian from the get-go. He said she would never have been allowed to sleep with men, and would have either had to learn to like women or do it herself. She figures it had to do with pregnancy or whatnot. She told me he encouraged her to get laid whenever she seemed overly tense. He even brought her girls as a present for winning sometimes."

Faith closed her eyes as she recalled what Reece told her about the women she bedded. How aggressive and uncaring she was. "..Like it was a fight too, only with a different kind of prize. Total control over your opponent, I was crazy with the need for control. I got off more on the power than the sex..."

The actress felt bad for those women, but then again, they knew who The Animal was. They gave themselves to Reece on their own accord. Faith pursed her lips as she heard Reece's words. "...They stood there watching me beat someone to near death, and I could see the lust in their eyes. They wanted me to use them as much as I wanted to. I gave them an out, they never took it..." The actress also remembered how Reece mentioned that he would watch them on occasion, and every so often she would catch him in awe.

"What ya thinking, Faith?" Cori wondered aloud at her friend's odd expression.

"He was afraid of her." Faith stated, snapping herself out of her daze.

"Ha! That's probably why he brought her the girls! Imagine a chained Reece in her late teens, sexually frustrated and pumped full of adrenaline? Her orgasms probably saved his life." She snickered at the thought.

"What? I'm sorry, I'm still stuck on a teenage sexually frustrated Reece." Faith sighed dreamily.

"So, what happened? How'd she come to kill him?"

"She was probably going through the normal rebellions, she was just about 20 or so. She had run away before, tried to get lost in the crowd after she had won a fight. That wasn't too bright, though. Too many people knew who she was and he caught up with her real quick. She was severely punished for it."

"I can only imagine." Cori shook her head in disgust.

"Well, she wouldn't talk about it. But she did say that by the time she managed to free herself from her chain, she was completely blinded by anger and hate. The only thing she had on her mind was her freedom, and she didn't care at what cost it came. Once she started, she couldn't stop." Faith shuddered.

"Hon, are you afraid she may hurt you?"

"No, well, maybe. I don't know. I know she would never deliberately hurt me. I'm frightened by the idea of her capacity to kill. She said she was trained to be a killer. It could come so naturally to her that one day I'm afraid she'll do something she'll regret."

"The only time I'd worry about something like that happening is if you were in danger. Reece isn't the same person I met years ago, she's changed, even more so since she met you. She's worked very hard to become what you see, Faith. She works hard everyday not to disappoint you."

"You think I don't know this? Cor, that night, she was shaking with rage... she couldn't breathe...if she wasn't at home, in our bed, with me...god knows what could have happened." Faith's tears started to well up again.

Cori studied her friend's face "Faith, are you worried about her hurting herself?"

"Indirectly, yes." She admitted quietly.

"Then make it known how much you need her. Tell her, show her. Prove to her that she's the air that you breathe. She's devoted to you, completely. Reece has grown so much in the time she knows you. She trusts you. Your opinion overrides even Frankie's now. Especially if she is the subject. If she has any doubts in her mind as to where you stand, or how you think of her...then she may wind up in a situation."

Faith flew through the door to their house, kicking it closed behind her. She ran up the stairs, disrobing as she went.

I hope she gets some breakfast first... please let her be hungry.

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As the two friends were chatting in the coffee shop, Reece trotted by, apparently jogging home. Her pace was quite leisurely, but she wasn't far from home to begin with. Her cheeks were red from the cold, and Faith wanted to scold her when she saw that her hair was wet. But then seeing those long legs and tight butt Faith fell right back into her frazzled state.

The actress tossed some money on the table and ran directly into a cab, leaving Cori slightly bewildered, but smirking knowingly. After all, she did have a naked woman in her bed.

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Faith stood in her underwear trying to figure out what to do next. She didn't have a plan of action, but she certainly had an agenda. Reece, bed, and sex.

"...Then make it known how much you need her. Tell her, show her. Prove to her that she's the air that you breathe..."

Cori's words stopped Faith in her tracks. She sat on the bed for a moment.

"Now what? If I jump all over her, what does that say? I need you? Yeah, but for what, for sex? That'll never do." she thought for a bit, then began to smile. The actress had a very good idea, and while it was for Reece's benefit, it was also slightly self-indulgent.

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A short while later, Reece jogged up the front steps, thinking of nothing but a hot shower and a nap. The door opened before she even took out her keys.

"Hey Sexy." Faith winked, leaning on the doorframe, eyeing the tall vision.

Reece took a long look at her welcoming committee. She had on a cute little tank top short enough to expose her belly, royal blue satiny looking pajama pants Probably Victoria's Secret, she thought.

Oh, and look at that... no bra. Reece grinned lecherously at the two points in Faith's tank top.

"Are you quite finished?" Faith asked of her lover's appraisal.

The club owner nodded, smiled, and took the offered hand. Faith looked good.

Good enough to eat.

Reece closed the door behind her and allowed herself to be led. After all, she did have a beautiful view. Unable to stop herself, she cupped her hand under Faith's ass cheek as it wiggled up the stairs.

"You like what you see, baby?" Faith looked over her shoulder, and didn't remove the hand.

"Absolutely." Reece was lost in the feel of the silky material slipping back and forth under her hand, and nearly tripped up the last step.

"Well there's time for that later." The actress walked Reece to the master bathroom.

The club owner stood in the doorway, head cocked in confusion. The jacuzzi was full, topped with a layer of scented bubbles, and the room was lit by a multitude of candles. Faith sat on the edge of the tub and with a sideways nod gestured for the tall woman to come over.

Reece felt warm inside, and an embarrassed smile spread across her lips. Suddenly feeling the heat of the room, she unzipped her jacket and let it fall to the floor, stepped closer to Faith and shrugged, grinning sheepishly. She had no idea what was going on.

Faith glanced up at her with a sexy smile, then untucked her lover's sweaty shirt from her jogging pants. She ran her hands under Reece's shirt, gliding them up and around the still-slick skin.

Reece shivered.

Satisfying her needs for the moment, the actress stood, taking the shirt with her. Reece lifted her arms and had to assist when it got too high for Faith to reach. Then the tall woman stood there, uncomfortable, yet curious.

"I can see by your expression that you're not sure what this is all about." Faith slid her fingers in the waistband of the nylon jogging pants, and pulled them down to Reece's knees. "Lift," she instructed.

Reece put her hands on Faith's shoulders and lifted first one leg, letting Faith pull off her sneaker, then the pant leg. Then she repeated the process with the other leg.

"Well, you see, I'm going to spoil you now." The actress fingered the waistband of the lycra shorts and as an afterthought, dragged her fingertips up and around Reece's thighs, causing the club owner to shiver again. Faith held the two tense cheeks in her hands and closed her eyes. "You won't believe how hot your ass makes me." She murmured, resting her cheek against her lover's belly. Hell, I can't believe it. She squeezed the muscular flesh a few times before realizing what she was doing.

"Try me." Reece drawled cockily.

Reluctantly, the actress drew her hands up and hooked them in the top of the shorts. "Turn around, baby." She whispered in anticipation.

Reece complied quickly and Faith pulled slowly, exposing one of her lover's most cherished assets to her eyes, bit by bit. She wanted to dive face first into the skin, rub her face all over Reece's ass, but that wasn't the plan. At least for now... Faith smirked to herself and licked her lips as the entire body part was bared.

Reece bent over to pull the shorts off of her feet, unaware of what that would do her her drooling lover.

Well, just one lick...

Reece gasped as she felt the hot wetness caress her skin. She stood up quickly to look over her shoulder and saw Faith's tongue sliding across her left cheek, a blissful expression on her face.

Didn't it used to be my tits? The club owner chuckled to herself at Faith's new obsession. She had to admit she was getting turned on, she'd never really had anyone pay so much attention to her ass before. Not that she would have let them anyway. That meant turning her back to someone, naked, and that was a much too vulnerable position for Reece. Faith's tongue running up the crack of her cheeks was a new sensation to the tall woman, it felt weird, but good. She felt her insides twitch.

Too good...

Reece felt too strange with Faith's nose up her ass and although she trusted no one more than Faith, she became uncomfortable with the situation, and scolded her body for reacting as it did. "Faith, what is this all about?" Reece turned around to face her lover.

Faith opened her eyes then quickly closed them and breathed in deeply when she was confronted with Reece's pubic hair. "Sorry...I got distracted." She blushed. "I want to pamper you, but you turn me on so..."

"Why? What did I do to deserve this? Not that I'm complaining, mind you." Reece smirked.

"You deserve this just for being you. Don't you understand you don't need a special occasion? I love you, Reece."

Blue eyes stared into green with wonder. Faith thought that Reece's expression resembled one of childlike awe. "Why? How?" The tall woman whispered.

Faith's eyes flashed as she stood up. "Christ, Reece! Is it so hard to believe? I love you! Not for one particular reason, but for many. I love you for everything that you are and were. It all made me love you, the good and the bad and the intensely aggravating! Why is it so hard for you to accept?" Reece looked like she'd been slapped, and spun away from her lover. Her jaw clenched, and her shoulders slumped.

"Fuck, Faith, I feel like I don't deserve this. How can you love me so unconditionally? You can have anyone.."

"NO! I don't want anyone, I want you! Now shut up, get your gorgeous ass over here and let me pamper you before I throw you over my knee and spank you."

The tall woman turned around in shock. Her mouth opened and closed then she shook her head. She stepped closer to her lover and threw her hands in the air. "Fine." She mumbled.

Faith nodded and reached for her lover's sports bra. It proved to be a task as it was soaking wet and hard to remove.

"You're on your own, tough guy." Reece smirked, and was nearly strangled with her own underwear as Faith twisted it around her neck.

"You'll bend over if you know what's good for you."

The club owner narrowed her eyes at her lover, then bent over, but was sure to cover her ass as she did. This caused Faith to chuckle as she pulled the wet garment over Reece's head.

"Now, get in that tub." Faith pointed and flung the bra into the corner.

"Yes ma'am." Reece saluted and stepped in. She sighed as the warm water enveloped her. Sitting down she closed her eyes and leaned back, stretching her long legs out, her toes curling in pleasure.

"Mmmm...thank you, Faith. This is just what I needed." Reece moaned throatily.

A spark of arousal ignited inside of the actress as her lover spoke with that voice.

Reece groaned in pleasure.

How am I going to get through this if she keeps doing that? Faith wondered, and reached for the washcloth.

Reece jumped when she felt the unexpected touch, then relaxed into it.

Faith lifted a long arm out of the tub and gently ran the cloth over it, then placed it back into the tub. She did the same with the other arm, worked across the tall woman's shoulders and lingered on her muscular back. By the time Faith finished with her toes, Reece had quit feeling so undeserving and sucked it all up with happy little sighs.

Faith washed the long dark hair and threw in a scalp massage as well. She passed on washing the important parts, leaving them for Reece to do herself. If she so much as looked at a nipple, or a curly hair, Faith was positive she'd lose control. Aroused as she was, it was difficult enough for her to touch Reece without jumping into the tub and ravishing her, especially while the tall woman was being so compliant. By the time she finished with her lover, she was dozing in her lukewarm bath.

The actress paused and watched Reece's face in its relaxed state. There was an adorable curve, almost a grin on her lips. Faith never realized how long Reece's lashes were until now, with the candle's glow causing them to cast shadows on her cheeks. The redhead had a sudden urge to kiss Reece's eyelids, and did. The club owner started.

"Go on, baby, get washed off and lay on the bed."

"Naked?" Reece questioned sleepily.

"But of course." Faith grinned.

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"That was incredible, Faith." Reece sounded positively boneless as she stepped out of the shower, all rinsed off. "No one's ever given me a bath before. Or licked my ass for that matter." She shook her head and smirked.

"Believe me, it was all my pleasure." Faith smiled at her naked lover. "Lay down, Sexy."

"Yes ma'am." Reece fell face first onto the bed and Faith's mouth went dry.

"I like you like this." The actress straddled Reece's thighs and poured some baby oil onto her back.

The tall woman jumped. "What the hell was that?" She tried to look over her shoulder, but Faith pushed her head back down.

"Just relax, I told you I'm spoiling you. It's baby oil." The actress began rubbing her lover's back.

"It felt weird is all. Why is it so hot?" Reece mumbled into her arm, then moaned as Faith's fingers dug into her muscles.

Must she make those sounds? Faith glanced down at Reece's ass which was framed between her thighs and hoped she could finish her massage without biting it. "I warmed it. Des it feel good, baby?"

"Ooohh yeeaah." The club owner purred.

Fine. Purr. See if I care. Faith pursed her lips and tried to forget the fact that Reece was completely submissive, naked, and between her legs.

"Mmm, right there...harder." Reece grunted.

Ok... that did absolutely nothing to me. Faith kneaded her lover's body, getting more aroused by the second.

"Oh god, that's sooo good."

Dead babies...smurfs...my mother naked.. Faith worked her way back up Reece's arms and slid down her thighs, biting her lip as her need came in contact with her lover's flesh on the way down. She began rubbing Reece's calves and looked up at the relaxed body.

"Ooohh, baby... yeah." Reece groaned.

God...

Faith worked up the one leg, breathing heavily as she neared Reece's sex, then she worked down the other leg. Her eyes were glued to the black curls; she could see that her lover was aroused. Faith leaned close and breathed in slowly and deeply. She forced herself with all that she had not to fall face first into the crevice, instead taking in the scent of Reece like it was a drug. Her eyes moved to the globes of muscle that she adored and she had a sudden vision of herself and what she'd done to Reece in the bathroom. She never considered that Reece would allow her that much freedom to explore, trust her like she did. Faith couldn't imagine Reece even letting someone think of doing such things, and here she was just taking it without asking.

And she didn't stop me. This was powerful information. Faith had free run over Reece's body. It was a very good feeling, one that she never experienced before. The adrenaline moved quickly through her body and her stomach clenched almost painfully with arousal. She looked at her hands resting on the body beneath her. Faith couldn't remember when she stopped massaging.

"Jesus, Faith...that was the most incredible thing I ever felt." The tall woman made a move to turn over and Faith pushed her back down into the bed.

"I'm not done with you yet." Her voice crackled with energy.

The club owner was well aware of Faith's reactions. She could hear the sounds of her licking her lips and breathing heavily. She also felt the hot breath between her legs and tried so hard not to lift her ass up to meet the lips that were so close. Her little spitfire was feeling her oats, considering her options. Reece knew it had something to do with Faith's newfound courage, and it made her heart pound with approval.

"Ok then, I'm all yours, do whatever you want." Reece smirked into her pillow. She knew Faith could take that sentence a whole lot of ways and hoped she'd take it the way she craved. The club owner had never felt more relaxed or more comfortable in her life. The idea of Faith taking her right now wasn't at all as disarming as it would have been just a day ago. The very thought of Faith's tongue between her legs right now caused her to push into the mattress.

The actress gulped loudly at Reece's statement. Does she realize how loaded that was? She saw Reece's pelvis grind and her pulse sped up.

Oh god...she does know what she said..

Reece "oofed" as Faith threw herself on top or her back.

"Thank you, I love you so much, Reece" She whispered breathlessly.

The club owner turned her head to meet the lips at her ear, reached a hand up behind her to grab Faith's head, and kissed her hungrily. "I love you too. I.." The tall woman shuddered as sharp nails skittered across her shoulders.

"You what?" Faith pulled the hair off Reece's neck and licked a wet trail around to her other ear.

Reece groaned and arched her neck. "I want you, Faith." She breathed.

"God...and how I want you." the actress got up to strip her pants off as fast as humanly possible, then settled herself on her lover's thighs.

Reece lifted her torso up and leaned on her forearms, watching Faith scramble back on the bed. She groaned when she felt the heat on her skin. Faith grabbed the muscles that were taunting her and kneaded them.

"I've been thinking about this all day." She squeezed Reece's ass roughly and the tall woman stiffened slightly. "All day." Faith scooted down and leaned over, touching her lips to the flesh beneath her hands.

Reece squirmed into the mattress again, moaning when her clit received the contact she needed.

"I watched you today." She kissed the skin with an open mouth. "At the gym." She licked with her tongue flat. "God you turned me on." She nipped and Reece jumped.

"Babe?" It's just Faith... Reece looked over her shoulder at her love and relaxed instantly.

"Shh, it's ok" she soothed. When she saw the trusting blue eyes meet hers she continued. "I've been fantasizing..." She ran her nails from Reece's shoulders to the small of her back watching with approval as the welts appeared. Faith licked her lips at the hissing sound Reece made and the movements of her back muscles as she shuddered. The smaller woman grinned almost ferally, watching her lover's ass pump and flex.

The club owner arched off the bed from the waist up, groaning in pain/pleasure as Faith dragged her nails down the same path again.

Faith fell forward onto her forearms over Reece's striped back and licked her ear. "You know what I've been fantasizing about doing to you?"

"Oh god, please tell me." Reece begged, now actively humping the mattress.

Faith positioned herself and lowered her sex onto Reece's butt. She groaned as Reece reared up and met her wetness. "This." She growled and gyrated. "I want to come on your ass baby."

"God yes!" Reece lifted her hips up in anticipation. "Do it."

Faith ground herself into the hard muscle, falling onto Reece's back, moaning loudly into her ear.

"Yesss." Reece hissed in pleasure. The feel of Faith's weight on her back, her sex grinding into her body, was making Reece whimper. She thought how odd it was not to feel trapped, but it was very fleeting as Faith groaned into her ear once more.

"Then, after I come on your ass, I want you to fuck me." The actress grabbed onto the headboard and threw her head back, riding her lover with determination, smearing her wetness all over.

Reece's clit burned when she heard her lover's voice--hoarse with need--telling her such things. She grunted her approval and lay her body back on the bed. She reached up and covered Faith's hands with hers and ground her ass up, meeting her rhythm.

Faith whimpered, and began an up and down motion. Reece felt her own wetness seep out into the sheets and knew she was only seconds away from coming.

"Reece, oh god Reece.."

The tall woman squeezed Faith's fingers tightly to the headboard as the first tingles of her impending orgasm spread through her sex. "Shit." she grunted. Teeth sunk into her shoulder and she shouted Faith's name.

"Yes baby..coming.. on your ass..." The actress groaned breathlessly into her ear. Feeling the body on top of her tremble and hearing Faith talk like that, did wild things to Reece. She let go of Faith's hands for fear of crushing them and gripped the sheets with white knuckles. Faith's wetness spilled onto her ass and she groaned and tensed briefly, then shook all over.

Faith had begun to come down from her climax as she heard the noises Reece made signaling hers was about to begin. She leaned over to watch her lover's face, brushing the long strands of hair off her cheek, and slid a hand down between Reece's legs.

The club owner could only whimper as she forced herself into Faith's hand.

"Come for me, baby." She whispered, knowing how the tall woman got off when she talked dirty. She saw her blue eyes pop open, unfocused. "Oh yeah, you're so hot." she continued, waiting for Reece's lips to part and the deep throaty groan to escape them.

Reece didn't disappoint. Opening her legs wider, she thrust hard, groaned loudly, and ground herself into Faith's fingers, finally settling down.

"You come so beautiful, Reece." Faith teased Reece's lips with her tongue and was impressed with her lover's recouping abilities when a strong arm pulled her head down and Reece's lips and tongue meet her own, and she was turned over. When they were lying face to face, the club owner wrapped a leg around Faith.

"You kiss your mother with that mouth?" She poked Faith in the stomach and rolled on to her back.

"You, my dear, love hearing me talk like that. It gets you so hot." She crawled on top of her, craving the contact.

Reece blushed. "Yeah, so? Got a problem with it?"

"Not at all. I intend to use it again when you're fucking me senseless." Faith leaned down and captured Reece's lips. The club owner groaned into the kiss, feeling her arousal creep back up a notch. Faith pulled back slowly, taking her time in releasing Reece's lower lip from her mouth.

"You watched me at the gym?" Reece asked as she raised the tank top up to stroke Faith's breasts.

"You have no idea what it did to me." She shuddered as Reece sat up and covered her nipples with kisses.

"Oh, I think I have a clue." The tall woman chuckled and sucked a nipple into her mouth.

"Mmm...oh yeah. Does that make me a pervert?" Faith pulled Reece tighter to her chest.

The dark head nodded, and mumbled. "Love you anyway."

Reece pushed Faith to her back and spent a long time lavishing each nipple with attention. Faith threaded her fingers through the dark tresses, getting wetter and hotter by the second. She reached a hand between her legs and groaned with relief. Reece allowed this for a few strokes, and then took the hand and replaced it onto her head. She raised her eyes to look at Faith and gave her a scolding look, then bit the nipple she was sucking.

"Baby!" Faith tightened her grip. "God!"

Reece smile knowingly. She was driving Faith crazy. The hands in her hair moved under her arms, attempting to pull her up. When Reece finally did comply, her mouth was covered with a series of frantic sloppy kisses.

"Mmm...want something, Faith?" Reece whispered into the open mouth devouring hers.

Faith nodded quickly and pushed Reece's hand between her legs and moaned.

"Oh, you are so drenched, babe." Reece slid her fingers around gathering the moisture, then brought them to Faith's clit. She rubbed it hard and quick, knowing how desperate she was for release.

"For you..." the actress breathed, holding Reece's forearm with a death grip. "Faster, Reece.." she whimpered.

Reece slid her tongue up Faith's neck and stopped at her ear. "I thought you wanted me to fuck you senseless." Reece teased, knowing there was no way on earth Faith would let her stop now. The nails digging into her forearm were proof of this.

"After...please...don't stop...don't stop." she pleaded.

The club owner chuckled as Faith's face scrunched up in desperation. She dipped her head and kissed those luscious lips before moving to kiss behind her ear. "Not on your life, beautiful. I live to see you come." Reece purred, knowing that would bring Faith over.

"Ooooohhhhh.." The actress moaned loudly as she came.

Blue eyes narrowed. It was the truth; she did live to see this. Reece watched the pleasure wash over her lover's beautiful face with adoration.

Faith let go of Reece's arm and rolled on top of her with a satisfied sigh.

Reece smiled at the small orgasm, she knew it wasn't going to be long and drawn out, it was a quickie and the club owner didn't want her to come to fiercely anyway. Reece's whole body was throbbing at the moment. She was chomping at the bit to come herself, preferably while thrusting into Faith.

"Oh...that was good." Faith sat up and put her hands on the strong shoulders in front of her. She stretched her back, making a lovely sight for Reece to gawk at.

"Your turn, baby, I know you must be dying." Faith slid a hand down Reece's body and the tall woman jerked and shuddered as the fingers disappeared inside of her.

"You ok, Reece?" Faith asked with concern hearing her lover gasp.

"Yeah." She sat up and shook her head. "I just came a little." Reece looked with amazement at her lover's hand, the two fingers still inside her.

Faith chuckled. "Welcome to my world, Reece."

The club owner raised her eyebrow in a question, then groaned as the fingers slid out and then back in.

"I swear sometimes I come when you simply look at me." She watched her fingers slide in and out, covered with the abundant wetness. Reece moaned deep in her chest and closed her eyes. Faith's other hand reached down and she slid a finger from that hand inside as well.

Reece jumped in surprise. Faith acting so dominant was driving her nuts. She had a feeling the smaller woman was staking some sort of claim on her body and damn if she wasn't enjoying every minute of it. "Faith.." She panted and laid back, spreading her legs wider.

Faith continued pumping slowly and evenly until Reece started to moan with every thrust. Green eyes stared into blue ones with a look of pure lust. The blue eyes fluttered when Faith twisted one hand around and she ground the heel of her hand into Reece's clit.

"You're just taking all sorts of liberties with me today, aren't you?" The tall woman breathed between grunts, pleased that Faith was enjoying herself.

"Are you going to tell me that you don't like this?"

"God no."

Faith pulled her fingers all the way out and spread them, holding it up to her lips.

"You couldn't deny it anyway. It looks like your body speaks for itself, baby." She smeared her fingers over her mouth and licked her lips.

"I think it's screaming, Faith." Reece panted in frustration.

  Faith reached under her pillow and pulled out out Reece's harness, which was already fitted with her dildo of choice. She dangled it in front of her lover, then dropped it on the bed. She stood, pulling Reece up to a standing position, and began putting the harness on her.

"I got so incredibly hot just now, watching myself fuck you." She whispered, giving the toy a tug.

"I don't think I have to tell you what it did to me." Reece gasped and closed her eyes as her lover pushed her back down on the bed. When she opened them, she found Faith crouched over her staring deeply into her eyes.

"What?" Reece asked with narrowed eyes.

"You." Faith answered vaguely, tracing Reece's features with her fingertips. At the arched eyebrow, she continued. "Reece, I don't think I can live without you. And I'm not just talking about this, the sex. You really are a part of me. Please believe me when I tell you how much I need you."

"What are you talking about?" Reece asked, not quite comprehending.

"I love you so much." she repeated.

"You just say that cuz I let you hump my ass." Reece teased.

"Oh god no, Reece, it's so much more than that." Faith studied the deep blue eyes and then she saw it, "and I think you know exactly what I mean."

"Yeah, I do," admitted the club owner with a small grin. "Are they really the windows to the soul?

"You tell me." Faith lovingly trailed her fingers along Reece's eyebrows, her nose, and then traced her lips. Bending down, she kissed those lips, the nose, then each eyebrow. Sitting up again, she took Reece's hand and kissed each finger before rubbing her cheek into the palm. "What do you see in my eyes, Reece?" she whispered into the strong hand.

The club owner didn't have to think before answering, but the feel of Faith's soft lips in her hand made her pause. "My salvation." She answered quietly, swallowing the lump in her throat.

The honesty with which she spoke caused a swell of emotion in the actress. She threw herself on top of her lover and rained kisses all over her face.

Reece cupped Faith's face in both hands, relishing in the feel of her lips touching her skin.

"Do you know what that means to me?" The actress asked.

"Couldn't possibly be as much as you mean to me." Reece answered matter-of-factly.

"Oh, Reece, do you mean that?" Faith wondered tearfully.

"Faith, I'm not nearly what I would consider the poster girl for relationships...and I am a horror to deal with, I know. But you've shown me how much you love me, you prove it to me on a daily basis just by being here when I open my eyes in the morning. I have no idea how you put up with me and my shit. I know what I have, and how lucky I am to have it. I'd be a real asshole to let you go."

Faith was speechless at Reece's monologue. She didn't know what to say. After a short while of just staring at her lover, she found the words. "Thank you for giving me your trust." Faith twined her fingers with Reece's.

Reece stuck out her chin in an oddly defiant gesture, but Faith knew it was her way of showing that Reece acknowledged the admission of her own weakness, but wasn't able to deal with it yet. Faith didn't press the issue and simply took it for what she knew it was--Reece's pride covering her fear.

"I'm not going anywhere, Reece." Faith said sincerely.

"That's right, you aren't. I don't intend on letting you." Reece mock sneered.

"Oooh, I love it when you're bad." Faith half teased, really wishing Reece would be bad more often.

"Do you now." The club owner wiggled her eyebrows with a lecherous glare.

"Oh yeah." she shuddered.

Faith leaned into her lover and kissed her. The kisses changed into deep hungry ones, and soon both women were moving against each other with need. "Now, I do believe we have unfinished business," the actress said after giving Reece's body a long leer.

Faith scooted down and licked a trail from navel to throat, where she attached herself and sucked hard.

Reece squirmed and groaned.

The actress got a thrill that Reece still allowed her to take control and suddenly became aggressive, sucking and biting a path downward, leaving a line of bruises and teeth marks.

"Marking your territory, Little One?" Reece bit out through her gritted teeth.

Faith nodded and began giving the same treatment to Reece's breasts. She scratched her nails down the long arms and held strong hands down on the bed.

"Faith!" Reece's back arched off the bed when the actress bit her nipple too hard. "Go easy!" She breathed through her clenched jaw, even though her legs opened wider.

Someone's getting a little too comfortable here. The club owner thought with a smirk. Gotta fix that.

Reece's eyes widened as half her breast was sucked into Faith's mouth. Ok, so ask me again in an hour. She closed her eyes and groaned.

Faith sat on Reece's thighs, reached between them, and positioned the dildo so it was standing up in front of her. She stroked it as if Reece could feel it, and rubbed herself back and forth on her lover's slick center, which was framed by two strips of leather. "Oh yeah...I've been waiting for this..." she breathed into Reece's neck as she stroked the toy and pressed harder. She moved her other hand to squeeze Reece's breast.

What has gotten into her? wondered the club owner when one nipple was twisted and pinched quite roughly, the other one sucked hard. "Faith baby.. " She growled. The actress's sudden wild streak was driving her insane. The unpredictable behavior was so out of character. She had to keep reminding herself to calm down, that this was Faith.

Ok, this is your lover, look at her. Reece focused on the green eyes looking back at her from her breast. Then she focused on the hand between her legs.

Yeah, that's Faith alright. And she happens to be jerking you off. Reece found it hard to control herself and pumped her hips in time to Faith's stroking.

The actress began another descent, never letting go of the dildo, but dragging her free hand down, digging her nails into the Reece's skin as she did. She settled herself between the long legs and propped herself up on her elbow. She kissed the dildo and paused to look at Reece's confused face.

"Oh god...you're gonna...oh god.." Reece had to close her eyes, Faith was acting so much like the girls of her past, it was blowing her mind. She fought the urge to jump to her knees and grab a handful of hair. "JESUS!" she screamed, as her right knee was suddenly at her ribs and Faith's tongue thrust inside of her.

Reece's hands flew to the edges of the mattress, grabbing the sheets tightly. Blue eyes glanced down, rolled back and shut. It was all too much for the club owner. The blowjob would have been enough, but this..? She growled as her lover rubbed her whole face back and forth between her legs.

That tongue is pure evil.

Faith grunted an animalistic sound, her tongue delving deeply inside Reece. The hips beneath her thrust up into her nose so hard that her eyes watered. She stopped abruptly and climbed back up the writhing body, attacking Reece's mouth with the same abandon.

A long leg wrapped around Faith's back and pulled her close, two strong hands holding her head. Reece sucked the evil tongue into her mouth and thrust her pelvis blindy. Faith pulled away and began to chew on her lover's lips. The club owner moaned and her leg squeezed harder.

Reece smelled herself on the warm breath and her nostrils flared. She grabbed Faith's neck and pulled her down, pushing her tongue into her mouth.

"Your body's screaming again." Faith murmured against swollen lips. With her best seductive sneer, she reached down and positioned the dildo at her entrance. "Now, fuck me now, Reece."

The club owner lifted herself up on her elbows to watch and thrust up hard, burying the whole thing up inside her lover in one swift motion.

Faith threw her head back and groaned languidly, digging her fingers into Reece's shoulders. "You feel so good inside me." she moaned breathlessly.

Reece looked down between them, and then up at her lover's face. Then it hit her. Fuck! I know what this is about!

She remembered how Faith wanted to hear about how she used those girls, how the young Reece would take them forcefully at their own pleading. Reece also remembered how her lover reacted to the detailed descriptions she offered with slight clenching movements of her thighs and unconscious lip licking. Reece felt a powerful heat explode inside of her chest and she inhaled harshly to stifle the flames. Baring her teeth and growling, she wrapped her other leg around Faith and used the momentum to roll them over. Then she pulled out and sat back on her heels.

"Reece!" Faith protested and reached for her lover's arms. Reece swatted the hands away and grumbled deep in her chest.

"Uh-uh." she shook her head. "My turn, remember?"

The hungry gleam in her eye told Faith all she needed to know. Faith felt her heart pounding. YES! She shouted in her head.

"Turn over." Reece commanded with a light slap to the hip. Once Faith complied, she used one hand to gather both of her lover's smaller ones and pulled them up over her head, stretching Faith's body up into her chest. The other hand slid under Faith and lifted her hips, pulling her ass up into her belly.

"You want me to fuck you?" The club owner gyrated her pelvis to emphasize her words then suddenly let go of the smaller hands, and Faith fell to her elbows.

The redhead nodded and whimpered.

Reece sneered ferally. "Good, cuz that's what I'm gonna do now."

"Yes, please," the actress begged with a frantic nod.

Reece molded herself on top of Faith's back and bent her head, her lips touching the actress's right ear. She contemplated her situation, not sure if what she was about to do was really what Faith wanted. She was trembling at the idea of letting herself go. The adrenaline was making her scalp tingle, and all she needed was one more push and she was there.

Faith shivered as the long hair tickled her shoulders and neck. She waited and waited while Reece did nothing more than breath into her ear. She was so tense with anticipation of her lover's next move she whimpered.

"Is this really what you want?" Reece whispered shakily.

Faith nodded, and arched her back ever so slightly.

Reece breathed hard through her nostrils and clenched her jaw to keep from screaming from relief. Her whole body shook with excitement.

The actress moaned quietly as the heat blew onto her face. She felt Reece rear back and shudder behind her. The dark head appeared at her left ear. She shivered again from the sensation of Reece's hair spilling across her heated skin.

"I've just lost control, Faith."

The low dangerous timber of her voice sent goosebumps all over the actress. She whimpered again.

With a growl, Reece thrust her hips hard into the upturned ass, and Faith fell face first onto the bed, her elbows unable to hold the weight of her shaking body.

Reece lifted her back onto her knees roughly, slamming Faith's butt into her groin. "I hope you know what you're in for, sweetheart." The club owner said in a singsong voice as she pushed roughly against her lover again.

Faith swallowed loudly, unable to speak. She'd played with fire and now she yearned for the consequences. Her heavy lover dropped back down onto her and she struggled to hold the added weight up. Warmth blew across her cheek and Reece's hair blanketed her face once more.

"Does my strength excite you?"

Her voice was measured, calm, but Faith could see the tremors in the forearm that was braced by her lips. Reece was at the very edge of her willpower, she was about to explode. Faith worried that she had pushed her lover too far.

Reece drew her hips back further before pumping them slowly, sliding the dildo up through Faith's folds. "Tell me." she bit out through her teeth, reaching a hand under Faith's chin and turning her head.

The actress felt her heart pound at the intensity of Reece's glare. The blue eyes seemed to glow with heat. Her lover was giving her a last chance. She thought fearfully of what Reece might do if she backed out now. And to whom... with whom... The actress decided that she needed to experience this. Reece needed to do this too.

"Do.. you.. want.. this.. Faith?" she rasped.

"No, I need this." Faith swallowed loudly.

Reece's pupils expanded and her lips twisted into a sneer. She pulled Faith's chin higher and plunged her tongue into the open mouth. She was breathing loudly as she claimed every bit of the actress's mouth, their teeth scraping, Reece's tongue thrusting deeply inside.

Faith's neck was cramping in her current position, but her chin was held tightly in a strong grip. She could hardly breathe as her mouth was being invaded in such a manner. Abruptly the onslaught ended and Reece let go of her face. The actress gasped for breath. She was as turned on as she was scared. She trusted Reece with her life, but this was not Reece. The danger made her shiver, she surprised herself with her reaction. Faith turned her head and inhaled sharply. Those eyes burned right through her, she was looking at The Animal.

Reece snickered dangerously as she reached down and slapped Faith's inner thigh.

The actress quickly spread her legs and was pulled back forcefully, fingers swiping her juices and spreading them on the dildo. Her heart sped up and she swayed forward. A sharp slap to her right ass cheek made her cry out in surprise and she quickly repositioned herself.

Reece chuckled, then rubbed the head of the toy up and down over Faith's entrance.

"Fuck it." She instructed in a voice Faith had never heard before.

The actress pushed back until she was impaled. Her already shaky arms shook even harder as she tried to use her elbows for leverage. She heard a hiss of approval from her partner and backed up a little further. Dropping her chin to her forearms, she grabbed her own head tightly as she was filled deeper.

"Don't you know what fucking is?" she questioned with a snarl.

The Animal wrapped a hand around Faith's throat, and pulled her head back. She jammed the dildo home and let out a triumphant "Hah!" when the actress screamed.

Faith felt as if she might faint, her heart was beating so frantically. The strong hand around her throat caused her to arch her neck, her breath to become labored. This woman had the ability to kill her if she so desired. The knowledge caused her to shudder.

But Reece would never allow herself to hurt me.

"AH!" Faith yelled as the powerful thrust was accompanied by another slap.

"Now that's fucking." The growl was followed by a deep chuckle.

Even if she wasn't herself at the moment, her lover was in there. The actress squeezed her eyes shut tightly. The fear mixed with pleasure was making it difficult to think clearly. And she needed to think.

Does she want me to talk? Can I tell her how incredibly good this feels? Should I tell her I love her?"

Faith's neck was released and without warning her knees were pulled so that she was laying on her stomach, legs spread. She cried out from the exquisite new feelings her lover was producing in her. Two strong hands groped their way up from her ass to her shoulders, then slid up her outstretched arms. The tall woman laid her body down on top of Faith's back and breathed heavily in her ear.

"Talk to me, Faith. Tell me how good my dick feels inside you." The club owner thrust hard, leering at the way Faith's whole body moved forward with the force of each entry.

The actress was so overwhelmed she merely grunted each time her body was entered.

"Tell me how much you want to come for me." She licked the back of Faith's neck.

"So bad..for you..." The actress managed to sputter.

The Animal pulled Faith's hands over her head and turned onto her side. She held the two hands in one, pressing them behind her own neck. Fingers immediately gripped on, tangled in the long dark tresses.

"Don't move them." The tall woman ordered Faith nodded absently, arching into the long body behind her. Groaning, she pushed her ass back, begging for more.

Reece stopped thrusting and lay there panting, her chest heaving with every breath. She bit an earlobe and sucked it into her mouth, stopping when Faith's moaning became too distracting.

"You like this, don't you." she groaned and rolled her hips.

"So much..." The actress stammered, knowing Reece wanted to hear her. She wiggled her body in an attempt to feel the hard nipples rub into her shoulders.

"I know you do." She pulled back slowly and pushed in hard. A groan rumbed inside her chest when she felt the slick skin of Faith's ass sliding on her lower belly. Fingers dug into the back of the club owner's neck and Faith nodded with a whine. She tried to press herself back tighter.

"You've been thinking about this..." The tall woman paused to hiss with the feeling on her neck. "...since I told you what I did to those girls."

"God yes." Faith nodded, the breath was hot and moist in her ear. She whimpered and squeezed her eyes shut again. She shivered as a strong hand reappeared around her throat, one long finger hooked over her bottom lip and into her mouth.

"You crave me." she growled, and thrust in short quick motions.

"Desperately." Faith groaned, and rooted her hips for proof.

The tall woman shuddered and grunted as those lips moved against her finger. She could feel Faith's heart pounding through her own body. It invigorated her. She tightened her hand around Faith's throat and pulled the actress's head, stretching her neck, arching it back so they were cheek to cheek.

Faith felt like her body was on fire, the heat of her lover's skin was intense.

Reece wrenched a knee between Faith's and propped up her leg. She felt Faith swallow against her hand, and grinned. The actress's leg was high off the bed, draped over her long one. She was wide open and ready. The tall woman snaked her free hand where their sexes met and soaked it with Faith's wetness. She felt the fingers that were digging into the back of her neck twitch. She rubbed her wet fingers into her own heated center and moaned loudly.

Faith was whimpering almost continuously by now, knowing that her lover was so hot, that she had made her so hot that she was touching herself. Faith rocked back and forth, trying to soothe her need. Her hands clenching in Reece's hair to the rhythm she wanted between her legs.

The club owner stopped stroking herself and wrapped her wet fingers around Faith's dangling ankle, lifting it even higher, spreading her open further. She drew her hips back while pushing Faith's forward.

"GOD!" The actress rasped.

The Animal was fucking her. Hard and fast, their bodies slapping into one another's loudly. She wanted to scream encouragement, but the hand around her throat prevented it. All she emitted was a strangled moan.

The tall woman heard the sound and released Faith's neck, needing to hear what she was doing to her. Craving the words that would stroke her ego.

"How do I feel, Faith?" she twisted her hips.

"Deep..." The actress groaned. "So good..."

"Yes, so good." The tall woman agreed with a groan.

"Oh..oh.oh..oh.." Faith accented each exhale with a groan.

"I'm gonna come inside you...yeah..." Her voice was rough and shaky.

The force became exhausting to the actress, her body was being thrown forward harder with each thrust. But it didn't stop, and she was speechless to do anything about it. She was past the point of ecstasy, the pleasure was unbearable and she so badly needed to come. The frantic pace at which the dark woman was entering her had her at the very brink of pain.

"Too.. much..." she grunted hoarsely.

Unfortunately the woman behind her didn't hear as she growled loudly at the same time. She jerked and twitched then stilled, expelling a gust of air with what Faith figured was a much needed orgasm.

Maybe now she took a little edge off. She hoped. Without any time to recover, the actress found herself on her knees being fucked again, but this time with less intensity and more attention. She groaned and met the tall woman's thrusts.God, now I know where that nickname came from, she thought.

The tall woman gained momentum and picked up speed. Reece was grunting erratically into Faith's ear, apparently on her way to another climax.

"Let go of my neck." she ordered.

"Can I touch you?" Faith panted.

"No. Give me those."

The actress rested on her right cheek on the damp sheet. Her hands were brought to her own ass.

"Spread your cheeks."

Faith did what she was told and moaned deeply. It felt wonderful to be wide open like that.

"I wanna see my cock fuck you." Reece groaned. Watching as she slid in and out, she reached between her own legs to wet her hand. She smeared her juices on Faith's asshole.

"Oh god.." Faith whimpered.

"I have a thing for your ass too." she smiled wickedly as the opening puckered.

Reece slowed her thrusts, rotating her pelvis each time she filled her lover, reveling in the sensation of her clit grinding into the harness. She spent a long time teasing the entrance, watching it twitch... slipping the errant fingertip around the opening. Hearing the breathless groans, she tested the waters, she slid the tip of her thumb inside.

Faith bucked up and captured the whole digit, yelling out as it slid all the way in.

The Animal roared and her nostrils flared. She gripped Faith's hair and watched intently as she fucked her furiously, a strong orgasm building steam.

"Ah...oh...yes!" Faith was groaning incoherently, digging her nails into her own flesh. She was at that place where her climax had been denied too long. She was on overload, searching frantically for release.

But not The Animal. She was ready and pumped fast and furious. Growling and grunting, she slammed her body into Faith's.

"I wish you could see yourself. Wide open, being ass fucked and pussy fucked." The tall woman shuddered hard at her own words. "Fucked by The Animal..you love it.."

Faith simply whimpered into the mattress, far beyond words.

"So hot...so hot..."

Faith bit her lip when the hand holding her hair twisted and pulled.

Reece shouted wordlessly, and entered her lover so hard the smaller woman's body fell down on the bed with the force. She stayed buried inside as she ground her groin and her thumb blindly. She arched back with a long moan, and then rolled away.

Faith wanted to cry. She was so frustrated, so hot for this woman, yet she couldn't come.

Kneeling at Faith's side, the club owner leaned over. Dark wet hair covered the actress's face as the tall woman engulfed her mouth with her own. Biting and sucking everything her mouth could devour.

Faith reached around Reece's neck and pulled her close. A strong hand cupped her soaking sex and squeezed. She begged to come for The Animal.

"Please...please..."

"You want to come so bad." Reece growled into Faith's mouth, then covered her lips again and quickly filled her with long fingers. Her clit twitched violently as she swallowed Faith's screams. Reece arched her back and shuddered when the actress gripped her wrist and forced contact to her clit.

"Oh god...do it.. " Faith whined. She stared first at the smug sneer and then into the glowing blue eyes of The Animal. An incredible wave of heat engulfed her from her center and spread out to every nerve ending. She cried out with relief.

Reece's eyes narrowed to slits as she watched her lover thrash around on the bed, riding her hand.

"Come." she whispered.

Faith sobbed from the intense waves of pleasure that washed over her. Her peak was long and slow. She came quietly, exhausted and drained.

The Animal slinked back a bit as blue eyes gazed at the woman she loved in such a state. Reece suddenly felt a twinge of guilt, but green eyes popped open and showed the depth of her pleasure.

Faith took the hand from between her legs and sucked the fingers clean. She kissed each one in a show of thanks and smiled sensuously when she spotted her lover's abdomen twitch.

"May I?" She asked, her eyes flicking from the sticky pubic hair to the half closed blue eyes.

Reece tried to answer but was interrupted by the throbbing in her sex as she watched Faith unhook the harness and begin licking the dildo. She grabbed her lover's hand and thrust it between her legs.

"Touch me, Faith." The tall woman's knees almost gave out at the contact.

"Oh Reece.." she crooned.

Faith was well aware that The Animal never let anyone touch her. Reece was not totally gone, and that was a safe feeling. Faith gasped at the amount of wetness her lover generated, and feeling confident she pushed Reece down onto her back.

The club owner grabbed Faith's head and forced it between her legs, lifting her hips to meet the mouth halfway. Her center was immediately covered with wet heat. She wrapped a long leg around her lover's neck and arched up off he bed.

Faith licked up all the wetness happily and rubbed her nose back and forth, covering herself in the scent and feel of Reece. The tall woman whined and Faith realized this was not the time to play.

"Inside..." she moaned, blindly groping for Faith's hand. "Arrrgh!" Reece growled and wrapped her other leg around Faith's back as the fingers moved swiftly in and out.

The actress looked up at Reece's heaving breasts and groaned, wishing she had three hands.

"Faith...suck...please." The club owner rasped breathlessly.

Faith latched her lips onto the throbbing oversensitive clit and pulled hard, batting her tongue across the swollen tip. Reece's legs trembled uncontrollably and she uttered throaty sounds, erratically jerking her sex into Faith's face. Faith doubled her efforts, her neck locked in a vise grip between her bucking lover's thighs.

"Yes!" The tall woman sat up, shoving Faith's head deeper between her legs. She gasped and wheezed, convulsing wildly. With a large exhale, her grip loosened. "Faith, oh my god," she grunted as she collapsed on the bed.

"What? Reece?" Faith asked, scrambling up the tall body.

"I can't move. You've gone and crippled me." The tall woman lifted her arm and it flopped back down heavily.

"You fuckhead! I thought I hurt you." She slapped her lover repeatedly on her shoulders.

"Hey! No beating a cripple!" Reece chuckled. "C'mere you." She held out her arms and Faith fell right into them.

"That was... interesting?" Faith sighed.

"Interesting?" Reece tried to lift her head to look at her lover but didn't have the strength.

"Mm hmm. Veeerrry interesting." Faith purred and sat up.

"Yeah?" Reece lifted an eyebrow. "How so?"

"Aside from giving me the wildest ride of my life, I found your breaking point." She smirked cockily.

"Oh. That." Reece averted her eyes.

"Honey, look at me." Blue eyes met green. "I enjoyed that you know. Very much so." she licked her lips. "Very very much so."

"Ok, but next time just tell me you want The Animal. You don't have to push me there. I can do that on my own."

"Don't worry Reece. I'm not afraid to push you. As long as I'm there when you snap, I'm ok."

"You really ok with it? I mean, I can be pretty brutal." she looked away and frowned.

"Very ok. I trust you, baby." She yawned widely. "You'd never intentionally hurt me."

"Key word being intentional." Reece yawned back and spooned her lover. "You're gonna regret it tomorrow."

"I'll never regret anything we do, especially in bed... and I'm not afraid of you, so forget it. Now go to sleep."

"I'll never figure you out, Faith Ashford."

Faith threw on her jeans and a sweatshirt, leaving her sneakers untied, and hastily exited the dressing room. She made a beeline for the older woman chatting with her friends. Standing impolitely between the women, she folded her arms over her chest.

"Faith, honey! I'm so proud of you! I was just telling these wonderful girls how ecstatic I was, seeing you acting! This place is so exciting! Sweetheart, your shoes are undone, you're going to fall and crack a tooth."

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming?" Faith asked, rather annoyed.

"It was a surprise. I brought your Christmas presents." She held up a large shopping bag. "Some for your partner too," Marsha beamed.

"Awww. That is so sweet." Alison hugged the older woman.

"Sandy, Ali, I guess you've already met my mother," she said, rolling her eyes.

"She's great, Faith," Sandy gushed.

"Why does everybody think my mom is so cool?" Faith asked while tying her sneakers.

"I am, dear. I'm down with the queer people, now. Right sisters?"

"Oh god... why me?"

"Have you gotten anything for your woman yet?" Sandy asked.

"No, not yet, I still have some time, though." Faith looked down at her feet.

"Procrastinating gets you nowhere, babe," Sandy smiled. "Christmas is this weekend."

"Don't know what to get, huh?" Ali grinned.

"I haven't a clue," Faith sighed.

"Then it's settled. I'm taking you shopping." Mrs. Ashford turned her daughter around by her shoulders and pushed her towards the door.

"Mom! I don't have my purse! I don't even have my wallet!" the actress protested.

"For heaven's sake, why?"

"I was on my way to Cori's house, we were going to decorate her house to surprise Violet."

"Is that why you look like that then? Phew! I was worried that you were going all butch on my ass."

"Mother! What has gotten into you?!" Faith was astonished at her mom's behavior. She stepped into the black car and motioned for Marsha to follow.

"Too much? I thought so." Marsha pursed her lips. "I was only trying to fit in," she frowned. Mrs. Ashford closed the door behind her and looked around the interior.

"Mom, where have you learned to talk like that?" Faith demanded.

"I have a confession, I joined PFLAG," she smiled proudly.

The actress stared at her mother in amazement. "I can't believe you did that. What does daddy think?"

"He doesn't know," she whispered. "Let's keep it between us, okay?"

"Home, Ms. Ashford?"

"You got it, Barry, then we're going to the mall in Herald Square."

"Finally going Christmas shopping then?" he asked.

"Finally, yes. Barry, meet my mother, Marsha Ashford."

"Pleasure to meet you, ma'am."

"My pleasure. Faith, you have your own driver?" she asked in disbelief, extending her hand to the man up front.

"Yeah. Now we have to stop home so I can grab my wallet. Hand me that phone, mom? I have to call Cori and tell her about the change in plans."

Marsha took the phone out of its holder and handed it over, open mouthed. "Do you have to pay for this?" she gestured around the limo.

"No, the studio does. Reece demanded that I have safe transportation. It makes her feel better and, who's stupid enough to argue with her?"

Barry chuckled.

Faith held up her hand to quiet her mother. "Cor? Sheee's baaaack."

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The actress opened the door to her house and was about to yell for Reece when her lover's voice came growling out of the living room.

"Oooo, look good in latex. Get off... having rough sex."

"Reece?" The stunned actress turned beet red. What on earth?

"Is she alone? She's talking awfully loud." Marsha, also blushing, snuck towards the entrance of the living room, since her shocked daughter wouldn't move.

"Surprise, writhing round my bed. Restrained... while I fuck your head."

"REECE!" What is she doing?! Faith couldn't understand why her lover was shouting such things. Still, she was afraid of what she'd find if she followed Reece's voice, so she stood in the foyer blushing brightly.

"You are my fetish," the club owner sang loudly, oblivious to the other women.

Marsha retuned to her daughter's side with a playful smile on her lips. "Faith, honey? She's got those earphones on her head. I don't think she knows we're here. Should we let her know?"

"Oh no, that's not good, mom. We can't sneak up on her, it's not a good idea."

"But she'll be very upset if she finds us sneaking about... especially when she looks like that."

Faith worried. One time, Faith surprised her lover by sneaking up behind her as she entered the house and somehow wound up sprawled across the dining room floor, half under the table. Her mother would get very upset if she saw Reece in action.

"Looks like what?" Faith finally asked.

Mrs. Ashford gestured for her daughter to come to the living room. Quietly, Faith followed her mother and had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing loudly.

Her unsuspecting lover was still in her pj's, wearing big floppy slippers and a backwards baseball cap that kept her hair off her face and she was dancing around the coffee table wildly, playing 'air guitar'. "You are my fetish," she shouted.

A fake Christmas tree was listing pathetically to the left and decorations lay scattered all about the room. Faith shook her head at Reece's behavior and the two women snuck away from the room.

"Well, I think that's just darling, Faith! She's trying to surprise you too! I bet she had this all planned out with Cori," Mrs. Ashford smiled warmly at the younger woman. "Now, leave her be and hurry up and get your wallet."

Reece's voice once again echoed through the foyer, "Pain turns to pleasure fast... Relaaax while I pound your ass."

"Oh dear!" the older woman blushed. "Oh my! Maybe I should go get the handbag, this sounds way too personal."

"On the bed, upstairs in my room, mom." Reece, I am so going to get you for this.

Faith could not imagine a song like this. However, she concluded, if there were one, it would figure that Reece would know all the words. She breathed a sigh of relief to see her mother return with her pocketbook. On their way out the door, Reece's voice could be heard again. The way the club owner sang the words turned Faith's legs to jelly.

"Oh, yeah, I'm gonna, I'm gonna watch you come."

"I bet it's never boring when you two call it a night, huh?" Marsha slapped her mortified daughter on the back and danced down the stairs singing, "You are my Fetish."

"MOM!" Oh, please kill me.

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Cori was guffawing again, drawing attention to the two shoppers.

"Do you mind telling me why you keep laughing?" the actress demanded, tapping her foot.

"It's that image of Reece again," she giggled. "I have a confession," the dancer sputtered between laughter.

"What, do I look like a priest today?" Faith scowled.

"I bought her that CD last Christmas."

"Thanks a pant load," Faith frowned, and then stopped to gaze fondly at some trousers in the leather shop window.

"My pleasure. She loves Joan Jett. Didn't you know that?" Cori wondered then blew bubbles into her soda.

"Yes, I know that, but I have never heard a song like that."

"The whole album is sex, sex, sex."

"Well I'm thrilled Ms. Jett is so open about her preferences. God, that was humiliating."

"Aw... lighten up. I can't believe she hadn't played that one in your presence. You'd think it would be her idea of mood music." Cori blew more bubbles.

"Hardy har." The actress lamely backhanded the dancer in the stomach. "Our musical preferences are quite opposite; her's gives me a headache." She glanced sideways at her friend and chuckled. "Must you do that every time you get a fountain soda? And tell me again why you have to get a soda every time we're in the mall?"

"Fountain sodas rock! Besides, you know I have a system. First, I get a pretzel at the pretzel place. By the time I'm finished, we're right outside the cookie place and I get a soda, then I have to pee in Macy's."

The actress wandered around the corner to get a better look at the merchandise.

"So, when does Reece get a chance to listen to all her CD's?" the dancer asked, following Faith.

"She listens to her music while she's alone and mine when we're together," Faith smirked.

"Reece is sooo whipped," the dancer said with mock sadness, drawing a genuine grin from Faith. "Say, those pants are hot! They sell other... accoutrements here too, you know." Cori wiggled her eyebrows.

The actress smiled devilishly.

Marsha wandered up to the girls with her own burden of packages. "You know, girls, I liked it much better when Theresa was here; she insisted that she hold all of the bags. She's such a gentleman."

"Yeah, she's something else isn't she," Faith agreed absently. She was definitely going to buy those pants, among other things. Now, how to ditch the old lady... she thought.

"She lets her call her Theresa? How come I can't call her Theresa," Cori pouted.

"I'm special," Marsha replied quickly.

"Because you want to live to see another day," Faith answered at the same time.

"Mom, why don't you have a seat over there on the bench for a bit. Here, watch the bags, Cori and I want to go into a store without checking everything for a change."

"Sure, I can stand a break. You girls go on," she shooed them away with her hand.

Faith and Cori winked at each other and dashed into the leather specialty store.

When they returned, each wearing very evil grins, they noticed the bench was mobbed and Marsha was sitting there, bopping her head side to side.

"Mom?" Faith wondered what her mother was doing.

"You know, I can't get that song out of my head?" Marsha hummed a few bars then sang, "You are my fet-ish."

Cori shnarfed cola through her nose and howled with laughter.

Faith sat down in the middle of the mall and pulled her sweatshirt up over her face. "Leave me alone, I wanna die," she mumbled at the tugging on her sleeve.

"Aren't you Judith?" an excited teenage voice inquired.

Faith felt her legs go numb. Oh no, not now. She peeked her eye out from her shirt and grimaced. A small crowd had appeared around her, all holding little pieces of paper and various writing implements.

"Hey, yeah! It is her! Guys, come here!" another more excited young voice hollered.

The actress stood up as gracefully as she could, while trying to hide what was in her bag. She was embarrassed enough by her mother's and Cori's antics, if they should see what she just purchased, Faith was sure to be front-page fodder again. Glancing at the two women, she noticed her mother tapping her foot to the beat in her head and Cori still laughing.

I hope she pees herself, she wished with a smirk. Turning to the small crowd, Faith smiled graciously. As much as she loved to cater to her fans, even answer fan mail personally; she wanted this to be quick. Her mother and Cori were bound to do something embarrassing. As if my mother singing about rough sex isn't horrifying enough. She glanced back over towards the bench, receiving a wave from both women. She narrowed her eyes at them, willing them to behave and continued to sign autographs for the ever-growing crowd.

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Reece welcomed the hard spray of the shower massage with a deep sigh. She bent her head and let it pound into her neck.

Ahhh, this is heaven.

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Reece was annoyed with Frankie's tree. She had found it up in the closet one day and he told her it was a fantastic seven-footer. It wasn't; it was pathetic and kept falling to the side. The club owner tried and tried, but the stupid tree wouldn't listen and she punished it for its disobedience. Once it was totally dismembered, she walked out in her pajamas in the rain and threw it into the trashcans in the alley.

"Now what?" she stood there letting the cold rain cool her temper.

She looked around her. As luck would have it, there was a small forest of Christmas trees for sale set up on the corner. The deciding process was quick and the wet dark haired woman dragged the drenched tree through the house. When it became firmly wedged between the two rooms, Reece pitched a fit, cussing and carrying on until she got it to bend around the corner and threw it into the living room.

The club owner was, for once, grateful for Cori's bright ideas and was happy that Faith wasn't due home all day. If she had any thought about leaving, Cori's eggnog was sure to keep her a bit longer. The dancer had promised.

Reece finally fit the soaking-wet tree into the stand. This being her first experience with a live tree, the wet pine needles in her underwear was a new and unwelcome sensation. Once she was able to get it standing straight, the frustrated woman couldn't wait and had dried the tree with towels and put up what lights and decorations she had.

Reece stood back to survey the tree. Her shoulders slumped in defeat when she realized only half the thing was covered. So, aggravated and full of needles and sap, she had to go out into the rain again and buy a sufficient amount of balls and ornaments to cover the twice-as-large tree. The salesman had even talked her into personalized stockings, which was good, because she had forgotten about those.

Hours later, when finished with the tree, Reece hung the stockings and stepped back to admire the finished product. "Hey, not half bad," the filthy and exhausted woman smiled, watching the lights twinkle and flicker. "You did good."

Taking a quick look at the damage inflicted on the rest of the house, the club owner groaned and got to work cleaning the mess.

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Reece bent over and let the steaming water massage her lower back.

I hope she likes it, she worried. I'll just have to kill Cori if she doesn't.

Cori and Faith were discussing Christmas and Faith mentioned how special it was for her to have a family holiday, a decorated tree and listen to carols and Christmas songs. It was a tradition in her home and this would be the first year she'd go without it. Cori figured that since Reece simply hated the holiday season, she could have Faith help her decorate her house and had relayed the message to Reece. The club owner took the dancer's suggestion and ran with it. She'd do anything to make Faith happy, even pick pine needles out of the strangest places.

Reece really hated Christmas. Even growing up with nuns, she despised the holiday. Once she started working at The Lounge, she hated it even more -- the commercials, the inane songs on the radio, the shopping. Christmas and the weeks prior, meant the streets of Manhattan were crawling with thousands of tourists, all stopping in the middle of the sidewalk to gawk at window displays or knocking her around with their big clumsy bags full of stupid gifts. The whole month of December meant various office parties spilling over into The Lounge, the men rude and disrespectful to her girls and it had been Reece's job to protect those girls. The drunken idiots snorting at her when she would tell them to behave, challenging her, laughing in her face, finding it very amusing that a 'girl' was telling them what to do. Yeah, she hated Christmas. After only two years at the Lounge, she made it a point to take off on her bike and escape New York City in the winter. Frankie understood, and besides, he was tired of bailing her out of jail for assault.

The relaxed club owner sat in her bathrobe on the couch and stared at the tree. Something's definitely missing, she thought.

"Oh shit. Presents." she groaned and shuffled upstairs to get dressed.

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"Honey? Where are you?" Faith yelled from the doorway. The actress knew that Reece would probably go ballistic if she wasn't there to present her surprise.

Faith and her mom waited patiently by the front door, making all sorts of unnecessary noise.

"Faith, I don't think she's home."

"That's weird," Faith worried.

Marsha glanced around and saw the tall woman's wet coat draped over the kitchen chair and the wet boots on a towel.

"Sweetheart?" she pointed to the wet clothes and then pointed upstairs.

"Oh, the poor baby, she's probably wiped out. I'll take care of it, mom. Stay here," Faith ordered.

"Actually, dear, I thought I'd go down to the corner and maybe order us some dinner. I'm sure she's starved and we're all pretty tired to start cooking."

"Mom, it's pouring!" Faith protested.

"Oh never you mind, I'm wet already," the older woman waved her hand. "I'm sure you can use some privacy, anyway," Marsha winked and slipped out the door.

"Maybe she is kinda cool," Faith wondered.

The actress found her lover laying on the bed snoring. She smiled at the sight and brushed the dark hair away from Reece's face.

"Reece, love, I'm home," she whispered, ending the sentence with a soft kiss.

"Hmmm," the tall woman grinned sleepily and opened one eye.

"Wake up, sleepyhead. We have company."

"What kinda kiss was that?" Reece complained.

Faith slid on top of her lover and kissed her properly. Reece wrapped her arms around Faith and deepened the kiss briefly before jumping up with a panicked look on her face, dropping Faith in the process.

The actress frowned from her position on the floor and reached out a hand for some help.

"Reece! What's the matter with you?" she scolded.

"You didn't go into the living room did you?" she asked quickly.

"Why would I go there?" Faith played it cool; glad she was a professional.

"Oh, no reason," Reece breathed easy. "Company?"

"Mom's here. She went to get dinner." "Hey, cool! She's not so bad, Faith." Reece smiled, then the panicked look returned. "She didn't go in the living room did she?"

Faith slid her arms around Reece's waist and looked up at her face. She was trying so hard to hide her secret; it was cute. "What do you have in there Reece? Are you hiding a woman from me?" Faith teased.

"Faith! How could you even say something like that?" the cub owner pulled away. "I can't believe you would..."

"Oh Reece, baby, calm down. I'm just kidding. I would never accuse you of that." The actress kissed her tall lover on the neck, nuzzling into the sleep-warmed skin.

"Hey, cut that out. I thought you were still sore," Reece furrowed her brow.

"Oh yeah, I'm sore; it still hurts to pee, but you smell so good."

"I'm sorry I hurt you," the club owner said with sadness.

"Oh no you don't. I loved every hot, wild, sweaty second. Don't you forget that," Faith kissed the neck again.

"Mmm, okay. But I'm still sorry." The club owner moved her head so Faith could access it easier. "Baby, you better stop that now," Reece warned.

"Why? You're not sore," Faith breathed into the inviting cleavage.

"No, but your mother is about to enter the room."

"Ooo, she's on my last nerve today."

Reece chuckled and opened the door before Mrs. Ashford could knock.

"Theresa!"

"Mom!"

Faith pretended to gag as the women walked down the stairs arm in arm.

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Faith walked with Reece's hand covering her eyes. The club owner suggested a blindfold, but mom had enough dirt already.

"What is it, Reece? I'm so excited!" the actress honed her craft.

"Wait 'til I tell you to open your eyes." The club owner let go of her lover and turned out the lights. "Okay, look now."

Faith opened her eyes and was astounded. The tree was not what she expected at all. She was genuinely surprised. As was her mother, who stood with the same look on her face.

"You like?" Reece asked nervously.

"Like? Reece it's wonderful! How did you... but it wasn't so... I love it!" she sputtered. The actress threw herself into Reece's arms and squeezed her tight.

"Merry Christmas, Faith." Reece whispered and kissed her lover.

"Theresa dear, this is wonderful. It surpasses any Ashford Family tree," Marsha gazed fondly at the embraced couple.

Faith could feel Reece's heartbeat return to normal. She knew Reece was really worried about what Faith would think and it made her smile. "Reece, it's beautiful. How did you do this?" she asked.

"Cori helped," Reece shrugged.

"Nope, nuh uh. She was with us all day, tall one. You get all the credit. Thank you, this is very special. Our first Christmas together and I will remember it forever." Faith embraced Reece tightly again, motioning for her teary mother to join in a group hug.

"That better be you, Faith," Reece teased.

"Oops, silly me. What ever was I thinking?" Marsha replied with a wink.

Reece awoke to the delicious smells wafting into their bedroom. Turning over to cuddle, she met cool sheets and an even colder pillow. Frowning slightly, she turned back over and stretched. Not really wanting to wake up yet, she opened an eye a little bit and peeked at the clock. It was 10:30. Huh? Why did I sleep so long? Sitting up, the thudding in her temples reminded Reece just how much alcohol she had consumed last night. She swung her legs off the side of the bed and rubbed her face. Yawning loudly, she made a face at the condition of her mouth. "Blech. I drank too much."

Last night had started out wonderfully and then got even better when Cori and Violet popped in with a batch of Cori's famous Eggnog. After that, most of it was a blur up until Faith had brought her up to bed.

Oh yeaaah... now that I remember... that was goood, the tall woman thought with a smirk.

While Faith was still recovering from their aggressive coupling two nights prior, Reece was not. She was drunk, horny and a bit loud about it. Faith was having a hard time controlling her determined lover in front of their company and was eternally grateful when her two friends decided to call it a night on her behalf. Too drunk to drive, they had stayed in the guest room while Mom slept on the couch.

Thrilled with the opportunity to devote all of her attentions to her amorous lover, Faith couldn't wait to get her in bed. Reece, slightly uncoordinated and unable to reciprocate, found herself completely at Faith's mercy. Repeatedly. Finally, she had to beg Faith to stop. The tall woman had never been so thoroughly ravished before and, even though she protested, she loved every minute of it.

Oh, baby. Just wait 'til I get my hands on you, Faith Ashford, she grinned at her naked self, chuckling at the hickey on her inner thigh.

A loud clanging of pots startled Reece (definitely not a familiar sound to be coming from her kitchen) and then muffled voices drifted through her half-opened door.

What is going on down there? The tall woman stood up and stretched again. She stumbled into the bathroom to wash up. Again she chuckled, this time at the weakened condition of her leg muscles. "She really got me good," she mused as she brushed the sandpaper out of her mouth.

Throwing on a robe and pulling her hair back into a ponytail, the tall woman drifted downstairs to see what was going on.

"See? I told you we had a bigger pot!" Faith harrumphed playfully.

"These things are so dusty, I don't think she ever used them," Violet snickered.

"Shut up you and just peel these," the actress said as she tossed a bunch of carrots at her friend.

"Girls... shush now, you're going to wake Theresa and after how much she drank last night, she can't be in a pleasant mood."

"Please, Mrs. Ashford, if we heard her, you had to hear her. She sounded pretty pleased to me. Besides, Reece isn't coming down any time soon. I don't think she could possibly move after what your daughter did to her," Violet pointed at Faith.

"Me?" the actress blushed. "How do you know I did all the work?"

"Because, dear, we didn't hear one peep out of you. The way that poor child begged for mercy..." Marsha tsk'ed and shook her head.

"Mom! Stop it right now." Faith's face turned darker. "I don't think I'll ever get used to my mother knowing what I do in bed... and teasing me about it," she mumbled.

"Well you should have gagged her or something," the piercer teased.

"Please, Vi, like you were quiet as mice. The whole neighborhood knows how hard you like it now." Faith snickered.

Reece decided against entering the chicken coop and detoured into the guest room. Cori was lying on her stomach with her eyes wide open; she pulled the covers up over her butt.

"You heard them?" the tall woman whispered.

Cori nodded. "Eavesdropped too, huh?" she asked.

"Yeah. Scoot over."

"Come on in." Cori lifted the blankets and Reece slid inside. "You made the right choice. I actually went in the kitchen. Marsha hit me in the back of the head for making Violet wait so long to come."

"Good grief. I'd certainly be eating soap for the things I said." Reece turned onto her back and folded her arms behind her head.

"I agree."

Reece looked sideways at her friend.

"Please, Reece, the whole block heard you. You must have been pretty drunk to be that fucking loud about it," The dancer stated bluntly.

"She was wild last night," was the club owner's reply.

"Reece, you certainly have changed. When we were together, you never even let me touch you and with the way you were carrying on last night..."

"Enough about last night, Cor," Reece started to get uncomfortable.

"I'm only teasing, Reece. It's all in fun. We're friends, remember? I find it fascinating what Faith has done to you."

"What do you mean, done to me?"

"You've become more human."

The two women lay there listening to the conversation in the kitchen. The club owner sighed heavily.

"What?" the dancer wondered why Reece suddenly seemed sad.

"Cori, ever think about life?"

"Elaborate, Reece," she laughed, getting up on one elbow to look at her friend.

"Well, I mean choices that you made, regrets."

"Yeah, I do."

Reece rolled her eyes impatiently. "Well?"

"If you're asking me if I think I made all the right choices, yes. I'm glad all my choices brought me to where I am today. I'd make all he same stupid mistakes all over again just to be here now."

"I just wonder what I may have become if my past was different..."

"No," the dancer sat up cross-legged, "don't you go and wonder about that. All the paths you walked, good and bad, brought you to Faith or her to you. I think it was meant to be."

"She could have any one in this world! She's beautiful, all over."

"Aren't you happy?" Cori asked with concern.

"Well... yeah, but I'm always wondering what's going to happen tomorrow. Someone with more to offer her could come along and..."

"Reece, you got to stop thinking like that. It's gonna tear you both up. You don't want to be the cause of you two separating, do you?"

"No, but..."

"Right. Hey, Faith loves you for you. Who knows if she would have liked a different Reece?"

"A different Reece would be less... unstable." The tall woman became sullen.

"She likes everything about you."

"You sound so sure." Reece wondered how her friend could know.

"She told me," Cori admitted. "She told me how unpredictable you are... and how it excites her. She likes it, Reece." Cori saw her friend's forehead scrunch up. "Yes, even The Animal. She trusts you."

"Yeah, with all her heart. No one ever believed in me like she does. Not even Frankie. I'm afraid I may do something stupid."

"Reece, everyone does stupid things, love itself is goofy. Come on, go easy on yourself."

"I don't think I can live without her, Cori," Reece whispered.

"And you're scared."

Reece nodded.

"Scared that you actually need someone so much, depend on her, scared that you may hurt her, scared she may tire of you... yeah we all been there, Reece."

"I haven't, Cori. What if I wake up and she's gone? What would I do without her?"

"Oh, Reece," Cori reached over and touched her friends cheek, "I don't think that's ever going to happen. Faith was named very appropriately, if you ask me. But why don't you ask her, just to confirm."

"Yeah, I'll do that," Reece agreed. "Thanks, Cor."

"You're welcome. Now, care to explain that mark?" she pointed to Reece's cleavage.

The tall woman opened her robe further and looked down at her chest. "I don't know?" she shrugged.

"If you ask me, it looks like an "F". I think you've been branded," the dancer smirked.

Reece snorted. "You know, lately she's just been psychotic about certain body parts."

"Do tell," Cori grinned like the Cheshire cat.

"She has this ass fetish and she can't seem to stay away from my tits."

"My innocent, little Faith," Cori laughed out loud.

"Innocent? Cute little blondish redhead in the kitchen? That Faith?" the club owner teased.

"Do you know she was so frightened by her feelings for you in the beginning that she nearly puked every time I brought up your name, never mind your tits."

"I know she was hot for me, but now you just lie."

"Honest! She was drawn to your tits from day one."

"Yeah, she certainly likes them. I can't complain but they're nothing special." Reece inspected her breasts then compared them to her friends exposed chest. "Yours are a hell of a lot more attractive than mine."

"I'd be afraid if you got off on your own boobs, Reece, but I have to side with Faith here, I think you've got great tits," Cori said seriously.

"Yeah, whatever." The tall woman covered herself back up. "It's my ass that seems to be in the spotlight lately. God, she's obsessed."

"Its a hot ass, Reece... especially when you wear that leather," Cori shivered.

"Should I be worried to be in the same bed as you?"

"Nah. I'm in complete control now. But ask me again later when I'm in the middle of a fantasy."

"Ugh. Here I used to be flattered. Now I'm just disgusted."

Cori looked up at her friends face to find her smirking playfully. "You shit, you scared me." The dancer pushed Reece down on the bed and straddled her, holding her hands over her head. She sniffed dramatically. "Boss lady, you reek like sex."

"Yeah, I know," Reece replied with a devilish grin.

The door opened before Cori had a chance to move.

"Oooo... now that's a nice picture," Faith giggled.

"Hey baby? Isn't that one of your fantasies?" Violet asked her lover.

"Oh please," Cori blushed. "I'm just..."

"Pinning Reece down to the bed naked?" Faith teased while jumping onto the mattress, making them bounce.

"Help, Faith, she's a brute," Reece pursed her lips in a very poor version of a pout.

Violet climbed on top of Reece behind her lover and peered over her shoulder.

"Say, now I see your point, Cor. I like this view too."

"This is not my fantasy!" Cori whined. "Reece, believe me, they're playing with you."

Faith looked at the three of them and threw her hands up. "What the hell," she laughed as she climbed up on top of Reece's chest, facing Cori.

"Oh yeah, I like this very much," Reece said and wiggled a bit. "I agree, Vi, I like the view too," she leered at Faith's ass.

"You are all assholes," Cori pouted."

Fess up, Cor, you know you want me." The club owner stretched her arms and legs out to the corners of the bed. "You want me like this. Spread eagled, with my hands and feet tied, teasing me 'til I beg, and then fucking me 'til I scream," Reece purred.

Three groans filled the room. Faith scrambled off of Reece, pulling bodies with her.

"OK, everyone out. I have some stuff to discuss with my woman," Faith ordered in a slightly husky voice.

"Oh, baby," Reece wiggled her eyebrows. Faith pulled Reece up into a sitting position and kissed her like crazy. When she finally let up, the club owner was still sitting there with her mouth open and her eyes closed.

"You are so lucky my mom is out there," Faith warned when the others left the room.

"Yeah, lucky me." Reece groaned in frustration. "Why'd you stop?"

"If you haven't noticed, we're cooking," Faith said sarcastically.

Who's coming for dinner? And why do you let her call me Theresa?"

"Hey, she likes to call you Theresa, it makes her feel special. Cori, Vi and Dad will be eating here." The actress winced in preperation for Reece's reacton.

"YOUR DAD?! Oh please, Faith, not him." The club owner flopped back down on the bed in protest.

"Yes, him. I refused to go home with Mom for the holidays, so he's coming here. They have a hotel as of tonight so you can calm down. Okay?"

"Well, okay... but if he so much as looks at me funny, I'm going to have to hurt him."

"Okay, I can't stop you anyway. Now, if I may ask, what was Cori doing on top of you?"

"We were talking about my many attributes."

"Were you, now?" Faiths eyebrow shot up.

"Aw, come on, we were only playing," Reece assured.

"Oh, I know that. I'm just disappointed I missed all the fun. I could talk about your attributes for days. I can write a book about each ass cheek."

"You are something else, you know that?" Reece smiled. "So you wanna play too?"

"Definitely. However, what I have in mind involves you, me and the recliner. It's sure to give Mother a heart attack. Never mind what it may do to Cori and Violet," Faith ran her hand between her legs and sighed.

Reece sat up so fast she got a head rush. "You feel better?" she asked excitedly.

"Ohhh, much," Faith rubbed herself against Reece's bare leg and the tall woman groaned at the heat. "Come on, I want to show you where Mom hung the mistletoe." Faith stood up and took her lover by the hand, trying to pull her out of bed.

"Oh, all right, but don't expect me to behave if you stand under it," she grumbled. "Mother or no mother, I get my kiss."

"Deal. Tonight may be very amusing. Cori told me all about the little tradition you have at the club and how you have to kiss whoever's under the mistletoe."

"Yeah, but that's the club and my office. Anyway, I don't want to kiss anyone but you."

Faith laughed. "Your tradition, pig."

"Even your father?"

Faith laughed louder at her lover's pinched up face. "Yup. Come on now, put some clothes on before I drop to my knees this very minute."

"Oh, and that's a scary thought?" Reece chuckled as Faith exited the room.

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The women were having a blast in the kitchen; Reece shuddered when she looked at the mess. Glad she leaving for work, she slipped on her coat. Bending over to adjust her pant leg, she grunted as she was goosed.

"Hey, you better be careful, I have a very jealous girlfriend."

"What she don't know won't hurt her," Faith whispered.

"Well, okay," Reece spun around and pinned Faith against the wall.

"I hope you don't kiss all your girlfriends like that," the actress breathed between kisses.

Reece chuckled as she put her lover down.

"Hurry home, Dad will be here soon."

"Oh yeah, wouldn't want to miss the grand entrance," the tall woman muttered.

"Reece, behave." "Yeah yeah." Reece turned to leave.

Marsha stopped the club owner in her tracks. "Theresa, dear," she reached up on her tiptoes to fix the lopsided mistletoe, "would you help me?" she asked, straining to reach.

Reece looked at Faith and shrugged at her horrified face before taking Marsha in an exaggerated dip and kissing her.

"Oh, my word!" Mrs. Ashford was completely flustered.

"Well?" Reece smirked at Faith's gaping jaw and then fixed the mistletoe. She turned and attempted to leave again when she heard a collective "ahem". Looking over her shoulder, Reece grinned at the sight. All four women were crammed underneath the small green and white plant, puckered and ready.

"Later, guys," she laughed as she closed the door. Still got it, kiddo.

The club owner gasped when she opened her office door; the room had been decorated from top to bottom, tree and all. Blinking a few times in confusion, she took it all in. She wondered when Faith had the time to do all this and why. Settling herself in her chair, the only un-decorated item in the room, Reece clicked on the radio with her remote. "Jingle Bell Rock" filled the air. When that song ended, the DJ came on to inform her that she was in the middle of an '18 hour, nothing but Christmas tunes' marathon. Sighing, she picked up the Santa hat off her desk and couldn't help but smile at the note underneath, in Cori's handwriting.

Put this on your head and be festive, you fucking Scrooge.

I see you had some help, Faith, you sneaky little thing.

The club owner put the hat on, for Faith. She made a deal with herself that she'd only wear it in the office and started to do her dreaded paperwork. She stopped to make the radio louder in order to drown out the incessant bass from the club sound system. She wasn't aware that she had started to tap her foot to the holiday music filling her office. Despite her usual grumpiness, Reece found herself actually humming along as Bing Crosby crooned on about a white Christmas. She studied the tree for a while, smiling she pictured how excited Faith must have been while putting this room together. Reece began singing out loud to "Feliz Navidad". For some reason, she was feeling happy and that felt good to her. Standing, she turned up the volume again and began singing out loud while dancing around her office.

"I wanna wish you a merry Christmas..." Reece belted out with the radio,"from the bottom of my heaaart!"

Sam couldn't help but hear her, since the club owner left her door open a crack. Even though it was important, she didn't want to interrupt her boss's unusually festive mood.

"Feliz Navidad, Feliz Navidad..." Reece shook her butt for all it was worth. Faith really has changed me... this is unheard of. A knock at the door startled the club owner. "Enter!"

"Nice hat, boss."

"Yeah well... what do you want, Sarge?" Reece stifled an uncharacteristic blush, too embarrassed to take off the hat now.

"We got a problem out front," Sam said as she shifted nervously; the last thing she wanted to do was interrupt Reece's good mood.

Immediately thinking it was a drunken businessman who wandered in from an office party, Reece waved her hand in boredom, "Just toss 'em out and close the door," she chuckled. Not hearing any response, she asked, "Why aren't you laughing, Sam?"

"Uhhmmm... it's not that kind of problem," she grimaced.

"What kind of problem is it then?" the club owner sucked in her cheeks, annoyed at Sam's squirming.

"You should come out here," Sam said, pointing her thumb over her shoulder.

Reece raised an eyebrow at the bouncer's behavior and threw her pen down on the desk. What now?

Sam led her boss through the club, towards the front door and then she held it open for Reece to look outside. Blue eyes opened wide at the sight. A crowd had formed on the sidewalk, chanting and carrying signs reading "Demeaning", "Degrading" and other references to her club. She also saw a few of her girls out there arguing with the protesters.

"What the fuck is that?" she asked, angrily pointing at the crowd.

"Rumor has it that some chick named Michele started it."

Reece frowned so hard her eyebrows met. "Ooo, that stupid little shit! I knew I shoulda took care of her. But nooo, Faith told me to leave her alone."

Sam raised a curious eyebrow at her boss as she ranted to herself, as did some of the onlookers. There was a tiny crowd of dancers and patrons at the front door of the club; they couldn't resist following the tall woman with the Santa hat.

"Oh great!" she shouted. "Channel 2 just arrived. Fan-fucking-tastic!

"Uhm, Reece? Do you want me to get rid of them?" Sam asked her tense boss, who now had the door to the club open.

"No, it's okay. If you go out there, it'll be chaos. Just stay in here."

"If you say so..."

"I say so. I used to be you, remember? I have experience with this. Once our girls see you out there, they'll get rowdy, knowing you'll back them up."

"I guess you're right, boss, but they look pretty riled up already."

"Trust me, Sarge, these people are pretty much telling them that they're trash. They're only fighting with words now, but if they have security behind them, they'll really let loose." Reece's eyes burned with anger as Channel 4 pulled up. "I need this now? Jesus Christ!" she said to no one in particular. She then opened the door wide and shouted, "Hey Michele! You idiot! All you're doing is giving me publicity!" and then laughed loudly.

"There she is," Michele pointed, "and not only is she responsible for this degrading hell-hole, but she's a lesbian to boot. Could you imagine a lesbian exploiting women?" she sneered evilly at Reece.

"She just had to play the exploitation card didn't she?" Reece pushed Sarge out of the way. "Fuck you, Michele, crawl back home. No one cares about who I sleep with. Maybe they should ask you!" Reece hollered and slammed the door.

Knowing what she just did was beyond immature and exactly what Michele wanted, Reece cursed and kicked the door. The tall angry woman turned to meet the stares of a dozen or so onlookers. "You," she pointed at the dancers, "get back to work. You others better be tipping those women well or you'll be thrown out there to the TV camera," she growled.

"Uh boss?"

Sam's voice sounded very strange and Reece had a bad feeling. "Do I want to know?" The tall woman turned to face the bouncer.

"Probably not," Sam was wincing something awful.

"Should I know?" Reece closed her eyes and steeled herself.

"Yeah," she smiled nervously.

"Okay, hit me."

"Faith, Cori, Violet and some woman are fighting their way through that mob."

"God, no," Reece grimaced.

"Oooo," Sam shook her hand out at her side, "that old woman packs a mean right!" she whistled.

Marsha. Fabulous. "There is a God after all," the club owner slid down the wall.

"Why would you say something like that now?" Sam puzzled.

"This is retribution," the tall woman groaned.

The door flew open and Violet came barreling in with Mrs. Ashford hot on her heels.

"Reece! I think you better go and get Faith!" she panted.

Reece shot up to her feet.

"Relax dear, she's ok." Marsha patted Reece's shoulder. "I'm afraid Violet's worried about those other people's safety."

"Where's Mr. A?"

"He's at your house watching television. He's way too easy to please. Oh, and Theresa, dear, we must talk about the sleeping arrangements."

Sam's face became a ball of confusion. "Theresa?!"

As fast as she could blink, Reece's hand was around Sarge's throat. "Not a fucking word," she growled. "Understand?"

"Yep, not one," Sam squeaked.

"THERESA! Put that woman down this instant!" Reece growled in frustration and dropped Sam like a sack of potatoes. "Mrs. A, please don't call me..."

"I'll call you whatever I want. Now go out there see to my daughter, will you?"

"You're Faith's Mom???"

Reece spun around and pointed a finger of warning at the bouncer."You heard me, not a word," she threatened and grasped the door handle.

Once the door opened, they could hear Faith's voice, "You're just a jealous little bitch because that gorgeous hunk of woman wouldn't give you a second fucking look."

Reece stormed outside. The women waited til Cori flew in and the door closed again before crowding their faces into the little window.

"Woo Hoo! You go Faith!" the piercer cheered.

"Oh that's terrible, Violet, Faith is behaving so unladylike."

"Oh, Mrs. A, this is war, it's not supposed to be dainty." Cori patted her on the back.

"Well that hand gesture certainly wasn't. Oh my!" the older woman blinked and backed away from the door.

"Now, do you mind telling me what's going on out there?" Mrs. Ashford asked the very pale bouncer.

"Protest."

"We can see that, Sarge. What started it?" the dancer rolled her eyes.

"All's I know is some girl named Michele, who Reece thinks she should have taken care of earlier, started it. Possibly out of jealousy 'cuz Reece turned her down."

"That and Faith got her fired from the show," Cori added.

"THAT Michele?" Mrs. Ashford rolled up her sleeves.

"Down, killer, Reece will take care of her," Violet chuckled.

"How'd you guys know anyway?" Sam wondered.

"Live news coverage." Violet shook her head.

"So, Faith is out there jeopardizing her career for nothing?" Sam was amazed.

"Not for nothing, Sarge, for Reece," Cori smiled.

"Wow, now that's fucking love. Oh, pardon my French, Mrs. Ashford."

"You have no idea how easily that word comes from my daughter's mouth."

Sam raised her eyebrows in curiosity.

"Mrs. A's been sleeping there," Cori explained.

"No I haven't. I haven't got one decent night's sleep with the way those two carry on in bed. Cori, dear, remind me to talk to Theresa about her filthy mouth will you?"

Sarge blushed.

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Reece escorted all the girls inside, in between trying to coax Faith to come too. "Faith, come on now, let's go inside," she said quietly.

"Reece! They're calling you terrible names!" the actress was visibly upset.

"Hon, they don't know me. Let's go."

"But, how can you let them say these things?" Faith was livid.

"The guilty have no argument," a protester answered.

"OK, I've had just about enough! I force no one to work here. These women make their own choices and if taking off their clothes is what they choose to do, so be it!" Reece defended her girls. "This is a non-alcoholic, gentleman's entertainment club. There's no sleazy back rooms, there's no lap dancing, there's no touching. Period! Who the hell are you to judge anyone? Go home, the show's over."

"Ms. Ashford, is it true you and the owner of this establishment are romantically involved?

Reece shoved the camera aside and guided her lover to the steps.

"Ms. Corbett! Are you involved with Ms. Ashford?"

"Get off my steps. I'll ask you once nicely to leave my property."

"Are you threatening me? I have it on film."

Reece took a deep breath to calm down. She knew she couldn't do anything to these people. She needed to relax. "I'm not threatening you, I'm telling you to leave now or I'll let the dancers at you. Then its out of my hands," she smiled sweetly."

If you'll just answer my question... or are you afraid to ruin Ms. Ashford's career..." The man's words were cut off as his body was suddenly backed against the door by a redheaded ball of fury.

Faith covered the camera before continuing. "If you know what's good for you," she whispered in his ear, "you'll go away now. That sir, is a threat I fully intent to own up to should you choose to stay."

"Faith, let's go!" Reece demanded.

Once inside the door, Reece turned to her lover and threw up her hands in frustration. She tore the Santa hat off her head and threw it on the floor.

"What were you thinking?!" Reece yelled with the pent up anger. "How could you jeopardize the one thing you always wanted? What possessed you to do that?" she shouted.

"Reece, lay off a bit," Cori requested.

"No!" the tall woman punched the wall. "That was stupid!"

"Theresa! I insist you lower your voice and step back!" Marsha threatened the fuming woman.

Reece did step back, far enough to notice that Faith was in tears, sobbing. Immediately regretting her tirade, she kicked the door and turned on her heel with a loud frustrated growl. "See Cori! I told you!"

They watched Reece storm away, Mrs. Ashford right behind her waving her finger in the air.

"Told you what?" Violet asked as she embraced her friend. "Shh, Faith, it's alright. Reece is feeling threatened."

"She thinks that she's only going to hurt Faith, that Faith is too good for her."

"Oh, that old song and dance. I had no idea she was so insecure."

"Think about it Vi, when did she ever have security?"

"OOOO! She pisses me off!" Faith yelled, scaring both women.

"What?" Cori asked, still holding her chest in fright.

Sam looked everywhere but at the women talking. She couldn't leave her post and really didn't want to hear this.

"When will she get it through her thick freaking skull that I love her?! I'm not going anywhere! SHIT!" Faith sniffed hard and began pacing.

"I take it you've had this conversation."

"Plenty, Vi. I knew what I was getting into from day one! If I was going to up and leave, doesn't she think I would have done it already? She's next to impossible!" Faith made another loud frustrated sound and picked up the Santa hat.

"Well, it seems to me that she needs constant reassuring."

"Vi, what Faith just did out there should be reassuring enough."

"If I may," Sam but in, "Reece did not see Faith protecting her just now, she saw Faith being attacked, because of her."

The dancer and the piercer exchanged looks of surprise at the truth in Sam's words.

"Oohhh," Violet looked thoughtful, "she's scared shitless that because of her, Faith will now be dragged through the ringer and blame her in the process."

"Fuck me!" the actress yelled. "I gotta go fix this."

"I don't believe it," Sarge pointed towards the darkened hallway.

"I have a feeling your mom may have already fixed it," Cori nodded at the two figures approaching.

"Baby, I'm so..." Faith started, but was shocked speechless when Reece was shoved forward like a kid going to the dentist.

"Faith, I'm sorry I acted like that. Forgive me?" the club owner glanced sideways at Faith's mother who nodded her approval.

"Mom? Who is this and what have you done with Reece?" Faith playfully started taking inventory of her embarrassed lover.

"Faith?" Reece whispered from the side of her mouth, rolling her eyes in Marsha's direction.

"Oh! Of course I forgive you, but let me explain..."

Reece cut her off with a kiss. "Not here, come with me and give me my hat," the tall woman smirked as she donned the hat and led Faith to her office.

Three jaws hung open and six eyes stared at Mrs. Ashford.

"What? You just have to know how to talk to her," she sniffed.

"Whoa," Cori said with amazement.

"Oh girls, she's not that scary. Did you know she's afraid of nuns?"

"I'm not touching that one," Violet shook the thought loose.

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Reece closed the door behind her, Christmas tunes still blaring from the radio. "Did I thank you for the surprise?" she grinned, sitting Faith down on he couch.

"No," Faith made a cute pout.

"Well, thank you. It actually made me festive with Christmas cheer," the tall woman knelt and kissed the actress.

Faith drew back from the kiss and leaned back. She furrowed her brows, studying Reece."What did Mom do? Drug you?"

Reece chuckled loudly, "No, she just told me in no uncertain terms to stop fuckin' around."

"Excuse me?" Faith was baffled.

"She said I better stop that bullshit and act like my half of the couple. She told me, that if I ever worried about losing you, that was the way to do it." the club owner looked away.

"And..."

"That she'd personally make my life a living hell if I didn't tell you what was going on in my head."

"So," Faith kissed Reece's head, "what's going on in there?"

"It's kinda crowded, so bear with me, okay?"

Faith nodded, concerned about what her lover was going to say.

"Okay, do you love me?"

"Of course I do, Reece," Faith was getting worried.

"Are you sure you made the right choice? I mean with me?"

"Reece Corbett, I did not choose you any more than I chose what color eyes I was born with."

"What?" Reece asked in confusion.

"I did not pick you, Reece, just like you didn't pick me. I didn't have a long line of people to choose from and decided to start my first foray into unconditional love with the most frustrating and impossible woman."

"I had a choice," the club owner argued.

"You did not. Think about it, Reece. Did you have any control over how you felt about me? Could you have just walked away and never seen me again?"

The tall woman stared off in the distance, then closed her eyes and grinned, "No, I had no choice, I was in love with you from the moment I laid eyes on you."

"See? Only it took you long enough to admit it," Faith smirked.

"So, you're not going to decide that there's something else out there? You're not going to just one day think you're missing out and leave?"

"Me? Need more than you?! Hardly. I can barely keep up with you on a good day."

"Come on, I'm serious here. Are you happy with me?" Reece asked sincerely.

"Yes, of course! Very happy," Faith smiled at the loud, relieved gust of air Reece blew out. "Love, I can't imagine not waking up next to you or at least in our bed. I am addicted to the smell of your skin. I need to see your face everyday like I need air."

Reece heard her unspoken thoughts and feelings coming out of Faith's mouth. It gave her the strangest feelings. "Doesn't it frighten you to be that dependent, Faith?"

Does it frighten you?"

"A little." Reece mumbled.

"That's okay, Reece. I'm not going anywhere. You're stuck with me, babe."

"Thank you, Faith." the club owner fell forward between her lover's legs and rested her head on her shoulder.

"Don't thank me. I had no idea what love really was all about until you."

"Oh boy, do I know what you mean." Reece lifted her head and kissed Faith with as much feeling as she could.

"Wow," the actress breathed.

"Hon, what are you going to do about your job now?" she lifted her hand and let her fingers brush the underside of Faith's chin.

Faith closed her eyes and made a contented sound, "Reece, don't you worry about that. I made my bed..." The actress slipped her hand into long silky black hair.

"I coulda took care of it You didn't have to go and do that." Reece closed her eyes too as Faith's nails gently scratched her scalp.

"Michele twists my panties. She pissed me off. Who does she think she is?"

"This could cost you your job... your career," Reece said sadly.

"Hey, look at Ellen," Faith joked.

"Yeah, look at Ellen," Reece turned to face her lover. "Faith, this could be very bad for you. If it gets to be too much, please tell me. I'll fix it. It's my fault."

"No, it's my fault, really, but let's worry about that another time okay? It's Christmas Eve."

"Like I could forget," the club owner gestured at her office.

Faith got up and stood by the tree. "You liked it?"

"I was surprised."

"Good surprised?" Faith smiled.

"Very good. I especially like my hat," Reece opened her desk drawer and pulled out a disposable camera and began taking pictures of her office.

"You look very cute, Reece," Faith said as she posed by the twinkling tree.

"Say cheese," Reece teased.

"Eat me," Faith laughed.

Reece snapped the picture and laughed. "Eat me?"

Faith shrugged. "The same amount of teeth as 'cheese', only more fun to say." She pulled out a box from under the tree and held it out to her lover.

"Those are real?" Reece asked, taking the present from Faith.

"Yes, these are real. They're private gifts," she smirked.

"Ohhh, you should have told me. Mine are under our tree," she wiggled her eyebrow. "Hey, this is heavy."

"Open it, already," Faith practically jumped up and down.

Reece unwrapped the box and opened the lid. Her eyes went wide at the contents. "You dirty girl, Faith." Reece held up the leather items. An elaborate harness, some wrist cuffs and straps.

"You like?" Faith purred.

"Oh yeah, I really, really like. I was wondering when this discussion might come up."

"Kinda nips that conversation in the bud, doesn't it?" Faith leaned into her lover.

"It certainly does," Reece leaned into Faith, her breathing a little labored. She kissed the actress, teasing her lips with her tongue.

"Thinking about what to do with your toys, Reece?" the actress whispered.

"Oh yeah," Reece whispered throatily back.

"Try on those pants for me?"

Reece leaned away and held up the leather pants. She examined the buckles and ties at the crotch, "Kinky," she grinned.

"The ties open up and..."

"Oh I see that, Faith." Reece leaned back into her lover and caught Faith's bottom lip in between her teeth before sucking it into her mouth. She nipped suddenly and Faith shuddered.

"Animal."

"Grrrr."

"Ooo, I like when you growl," Faith shivered.

"I think these are gonna fit perfectly. How'd you guess?"

"Reece, I'm practically sleeping with your leathers like a teddy bear. I think I know what size they are. Put 'em on already!"

Reece chuckled at Faith's excitement. She unbuttoned her jeans and kicked off her boots. Faith took the pants from her lover and held them open or her to step into.

"I can get dressed on my own, babe," Reece smiled.

"Yeah, but where's the fun in that?"

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"Mrs. A, they've been in there long enough for us to figure out that they're finished talking."

"Violet, humor an old woman, please go check on them."

"Please don't make me go in there," she whined.

"Vi, if it'll make you feel better I'll go," Sam offered.

"Uh, no thanks, Sarge, if anyone's gonna barge in on them, it should be me," the dancer laughed.

"Okay, you go," Mrs. Ashford pointed to the door.

"Fine. I'll go." Cori stood there.

"Go on," Violet urged.

Cori knocked on the door, then again... and again. She opened it slightly and stuck her eye in the crack. What the? Closing the door behind her, she shooed away the rest of the others.

"What's happening?" Sam asked.

"They're fine. Typical kiss and make up stuff," she lied. Yeah, if you call slow dancing to Christmas tunes typical of Reece.

"You sure? You look kinda funny, Cor," Violet cornered her lover.

"They're dancing, Vi. Reece is wearing those scrumptious pants and they're dancing," Cori said dazed.

"Wow," the piercer mirrored the dancer's expression.

"I never would have dreamed I'd see a civilized Reece. That Faith was a miracle."

"Amen." The music changed in the club to a rocking version of "Feliz Navidad" and Violet grabbed her lover by the hand. "Come on baby, let,s party!" she dragged her off towards the bar.

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"Reece! What are you doing?!" Faith squealed as her tall lover picked her up and headed out of the office, dancing and singing."

I happen to like this song."

"I like you like this, it should be Christmas all the time."

"Let's not get carried away," Reece laughed at her own joke and swatted Faith on the ass.

"Ha ha. Put me down. I can walk out there myself."

"Nah, I like you up here," she replied while walking through the club.

"Hey Reece! Come over here!" Cori yelled above the music.

The two women put their heads together and sang loudly to the music as Faith squirmed out of Reece's grasp.

"Faith, sweetheart, is everything okay?"

"Perfect Mom. Just perfect."

Mrs. Ashford watched her daughter's smile widen as she watched Reece dance and sing with the others.

"This really isn't what I thought it would be, Faith. It's really not a dark and dirty place at all."

"See? I told you, Mom. Now you stay with Violet, I'm going to get us something to drink."

"Woo hoo! Hey little one, go on and give us a show like the last time, will ya?"

Faith paled at the man's suggestion.

"Excuse me?" Marsha folded her arms over her chest.

"You should have seen her. Oh and with that freaky one over there... she can really turn up the heat, you know what I mean?" he winked and laughed.

Reece... help!

"Are you saying that my daughter takes off her clothes for money?" Marsha was aghast.

"Your daughter? Cool! Yep, all of them. Damn, can she get the blood flowin'! She's got a one helluva set of... ack!"

"Good lord!" Marsha sat on the stool heavily as she witnessed Reece carrying the man out by his throat.

"Mom... I can explain... just let me..."

"Is it true? Do you do this?"

"I did. Twice. But I don't anymore."

Marsha sat there deep in thought while Faith fought the urge to throw up.

"Mom? Please say something."

"Is that how you met her?"

"Yes... no... well sort of," Faith stuttered.

"Mrs. A, I'm so sorry you had to hear that asshole spout such crap," Reece gathered Faith in her arms and the actress buried her face in her lover's chest.

"It's alright, Theresa. I'm not as shocked as I should be. I guess if that is how it was supposed to be, then how can I get upset?"

Huh? Reece was definitely confused. Mrs. Ashford was actually condoning Faith's dancing?

"Mom, thank you. This is how it's supposed to be, I'm where I should be."

Reece hugged her lover tighter. This was all going to work out fine.

"Let's go home. We still have your father to deal with," the club owner suggested.

"Ugh, don't remind me."

Faith laughed at her mother's outburst and they left the club and went home.

"Oh girls, that was one of the most unusual days I've had in my life!" Marsha laughed, while Reece tried to extricate her from the tiny sports car with as much grace as possible.

Of course, the strong club owner could have simply leaned in and threw the woman over her shoulder, but she strongly doubted it would go over big, especially with her husband peering disgustedly through the front window.

Faith knelt on the driver's seat and pushed her mother's backside with her shoulder as her lover pulled her by the arms.

"Come... on... mom," the actress grunted.

Violet sat between Cori's legs on the hood of the car sharing a bag of chips, looking for all the world as if they watching a Marx Brother's movie. They had no problem sitting on top of each other in the back seat with Faith or climbing over everyone to get out. However, Mrs. Ashford was having quite the time unfolding herself from the bucket seat.

"Freak, what did you do to my car? This seat used to go back much farther."

"I, um, well..." Cori stammered while Violet blushed.

"Never mind. I probably wouldn't want my mother sitting there if I knew," Faith said as she poked her head over the roof of the car.

Finally, the older woman flew out of the car and into Reece's arms with a shriek. "Faith Beulah Ashford!" Marsha yelled. "That was a horrible thing to do to your mother."

"It got you out didn't it?" the actress smiled proudly.

"Beulah???!!" Reece dropped Mrs. Ashford and fell into hysterics. "Buh... Bu... Beulah??!! Oh, god..." she then snorted so loudly she began to choke. Cori and Violet rushed to her aid, both biting back their own laughter.

"Serves you right," the actress huffed. "I have you know that was my great-grandmother's name," Faith tried to sound haughty but failed to cover her embarrassment.

"Theresa, honey," Marsha patted Reece on the back, "hands up, reach for the clouds," she sang.

"Let's go, Mother."

"But she's choking," Mrs. Ashford worried.

"She'll live," Faith narrowed her eyes at her gasping lover. "Look, she's breathing already."

"Yeah, I'm fine," Reece choked, wiping the tears from her eyes.

"You are sooo punished," Faith whispered as she passed Reece.

"Punished? Hey! Wait! I was caught off guard!" the tall woman protested.

"Tsk, tsk, guess you've been cut off for the first time, eh Reece?" Violet jumped off the car.

"Looks like you'll be sleeping alone tonight, boss," Cori teased. "Man, and you got such nice Christmas gifts, too," she shook her head with disappointment.

"Drop. Dead. Freak." The tall woman started for the door, paying no attention to the woman writhing around on the sidewalk in a dramatic death scene.

"Definitely Oscar worthy, hon," Violet applauded after the dancer twitched for the last time.

"Ya think?" Cori began to get up. "See? There's more than one actress in the bunch," she snickered.

Quinn Ashford stood tapping his foot while the women poured through the door. Marsha stopped taking off her coat long enough to put her hands on her hips and stare him down. Reece stood behind the older woman displaying one of her most menacing stares.

"Quinn, you just keep whatever comment you may have to yourself. The girls have been through enough already without having to hear your narrow-minded gibberish," she stood there challenging him to say something.

Quinn so desperately wanted to say something, he had seen everything on the news. Glancing back and forth between the two women, his confidence faltered. That icy cold stare and his wife's unwavering stance made him think twice.

Marsha harrumphed. Reece turned on her heel and sprinted up the stairs. Satisfied that the man would cause no problems for the mean time, she had to see about this "being punished" business.

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"Sweetie?" Reece knocked on the closed bedroom door.

Faith smirked. Sweetie? Okay, that's a good start.

"Can I come in?"

"No," the actress sat on the bed, smiling. I'll only make her beg for a little while. Its so cute.

"Faith? It slipped out... Beulah is really a pretty name."

"I can hear you gagging from here, Reece."

"I just want to tell you something."

Faith bit her lip. Reece sounded like a little child. "What, Theresa," she tried to sound really annoyed, but giggled quietly as she heard her lover groan and bang a body part on the wall with a thud.

"I wasn't laughing at you baby, I swear it. Can I come in?"

"Gee, Reece, it sounded like laughter to me," the pout was evident in her voice.

Shit, she's really upset... The club owner knocked her head on the wall again. Well, it's a funny name. I'm sure I'm not the first to laugh. Mine's kinda funky, but that's a nun for ya. She wondered what to do when Cori wandered by and snickered. Reece glared at her and Cori waved it away with a flick of her hand.

Rolling her eyes, she gestured for the tall woman to bend down to her. "You really want to be forgiven?" she whispered into Reece's ear.

The tall woman nodded furiously.

Cori pointed to the floor. Reece shook her head back and forth furiously.

The dancer pointed and glared.

The club owner reluctantly knelt in front of the door. "I'm on my knees here, baby," Reece pled with Cori's coaching.

"I'm not convinced."

Cori handed her a pad and pen, but Reece had no idea why.

The dancer shook her head in mock disgust and snatched the items away, drawing a heart and shoving it back at the club owner.

"Faith? Look at the floor," Reece shoved the paper under the door. "I'm begging out here."

The actress picked up the paper and smiled. "I can hear that. What else you got for me?"

Sensing headway, Reece shooed the dancer away. "Here," she slipped another paper under the door.

Faith picked up the smiley face and chuckled.

"I heard that, Faith. Let me in."

"I'm still not convinced," the actress fixed her hair in the mirror.

"Now look," Reece smirked.

Faith looked down to see the next paper, followed by another paper. She picked them up and began reading about how much Reece loved her and what she intended to do to show her. Whew! She sure knows how to describe that particular activity. "Now that's more like it," she said as she threw open the door.

Reece fell into the room on her hands.

"You really were on your knees," Faith laughed.

"Apparently," Reece said as she crawled into the room, knowing how Faith would react.

Faith regretted opening the door as she became instantly aroused at the sight of her tall lover on all fours. "You're forgiven," she said rather breathlessly and sat on the bed, patting the space beside her.

"Is this where we kiss and make up?" Reece jumped into her spot and pushed her lover down playfully.

"No, this is where we kiss. Making up comes later."

Reece climbed on top of her and slowly slid her knees down until she was covering Faith's whole body, then laid down cradling Faith's head with her forearms, her hair falling onto the actress's ears, tickling them.

Faith sucked in her bottom lip as she felt the weight of her lover slowly envelop her. "You feel so good on top of me, Reece."

Reece kissed Faith gently at first, but both became carried away quickly. Faith, once she slid her hands down to her lover's backside, and Reece, when Faith grabbed said area and pulled her down even harder. The tall woman groaned and began a slow grind into the smaller body.

"Reece, baby... wait..."

"Shh... kiss... mmmm"

Maybe making up won't be such a bad idea, thought the actress as she wrapped a leg around her lover's thighs.

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Quinn sat back down in the recliner and flipped on the TV. He stopped at the live report from the club. They were rehashing the earlier scenes, cutting bits and pieces together randomly. They began by showing the tape of when Faith exited the club with Reece, the two strange girls and his wife.

While he had to admit he was impressed with the way the tall woman protected his little girl, easily parting the crowd and keeping the protesters away from her, he felt Faith still had no business being there. If it wasn't for that crazy woman corrupting her, she'd have been home right now and not displaying these antics to the entire Tri-state area. In addition, home not only for the holidays... and for good. He made a disgusted sound and raised the volume on the TV.

"Ms. Ashford? Are you involved with Ms. Corbett romantically?"

"*Bleep* you, you *bleep*hole!"

My daughter, the truck driver. Jesus, Faith!

"Have you any idea of her criminal past?"

Criminal?

Reece turned to the reporter with a venomous glare, then the image of her face was replaced by one of the sidewalk. When the camera righted itself, the two strange girls were wiggling their tongues at the camera while just sliding into the car.

"Freaks, the whole lot of them," he muttered, shutting off the TV.

"Funny you should say that, dear," Mrs. Ashford chuckled, ushering the girls into the room.

"What the hell is that?" Quinn pointed at Cori with disbelief.

"Cori and Violet. They're Faith's very good friends. They'll be having Christmas dinner with us tonight."

"Like hell they are! FAITH! Get down here this instant!" he yelled, deliberately knocking into Violet on his way to the stairs.

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"Son of a bitch!" Faith jumped off the bed, slamming Reece's head into the headboard.

"OW! Oof." the club owner fell onto the pillow, blinked away the stars and turned over.

"Why is it when ever that man is in my house, I come up injured?" she rubbed the sore spot on her forehead, pulled down her shirt and ran out after Faith.

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"What the Hell is wrong with you?" Faith asked her father.

"That's what's wrong with me," he hollered, pointing at Cori. "I will not eat Christmas dinner with that."

"Cori," the dancer provided.

"Shhh," Marsha patted Cori on the shoulder.

"You know, I could say something profound about how one shouldn't 'judge a book' and all that rot, but in your case, Dad, it'll just get lost between your ears. I don't know why I thought you could be civilized long enough to have dinner. I can't believe you're my father."

"You watch your mouth, little girl!" he pointed his finger at Faith.

"Honestly, Quinn, she's hardly a little girl and I think you're the one who should watch your mouth. This isn't your castle, have some respect. If not for Cori then for Theresa's home."

Reece took her place at Marsha's side and folded her arms.

"Respect?!" he waved his finger at Reece.

The club owner widened her stance, her upper lip curling.

"Her!? A common criminal? Why, she's nothing but a worthless thug..."

Faith covered her father's mouth with one hand and put the other on Reece's chest to hold her back. The feel of Reece's heart hammering wildly against her hand frightened her.

Quinn grabbed his daughter's hand and yanked it away.

"I am still your father, Faith! How dare you..." he held her hand up in the air and, to the dismay of everyone in the room, Faith grimaced in pain.

Reece reached around her lover and covered Quinn's face with her hand and squeezed. Her teeth ground together audibly.

"Reece, no!" Faith cried.

"Don't... you... ever... touch... her... again," she spoke slowly in a very deep voice. "Ever. Do you hear me?"

Marsha gasped and covered her mouth with her hand. Cori and Violet froze. It appeared to the piercer that Reece actually became larger. Violet had only heard about the Reece of the past and the stories were scary enough. Witnessing what she feared was The Animal was downright chilling. This wasn't her friend.

Reece squeezed harder, the man started bending at the waist.

"REECE! PLEASE!" Faith yelled in a panic, holding on to Reece's shirt.

"Apologize, worm," the tall woman let go of his face as she shoved him backwards and balled her fists at her sides.

"Faith, let go of me," the tall woman growled.

"No. You're scaring me. Please calm down, please! I'll make him leave, I promise!" she begged.

Reece stood there, leaning against Faith's hand, her chest heaving erratically into her palm.

Faith stared into Reece's narrowed eyes, she noticed her jaw clenching spasmodically, her nostrils flaring. God, she is just like an animal.

Reece was fuming and Faith had never actually felt her lover's body this tense with anger. The actress hadn't ever been in body contact with Reece when she'd lost control; the energy pouring into her body through her hand was intense. She let go of her shirt and started rubbing her hand in small circles on Reece's chest, not really knowing what to do.

"Quinn, come in here this instant!" Marsha was petrified for her husband.

Quinn stood there shocked. That woman was stronger than any man he had ever met. With just her hand, she had sent him sprawling on his ass. And Faith is holding her back. He shivered with the thought of his little girl on the receiving end of such strength and again at the thought of his daughter denying her anything. Oh god! His mind filled with images of the maniacal club owner controlling his daughter, abusing her, taking what she wanted forcefully and he became furious again.

Seeing her father open his mouth, Faith turned her head towards him and warned, "Don't you even think about it. If I was so inclined, I could have just let her at you and maybe you would have learned your lesson. However, I'm not so inclined and I really don't want to clean up the blood on Christmas Eve." Faith's calm tone was the best acting job she'd done yet.

Reece's body started to become more pliant and her heart had slowed down some, but Faith knew that she was still enraged. The actress felt trapped. She looked at her mother who nodded worriedly, tiling her head in the direction of her soothing motions.

"Baby, it's okay, I'm going to take care of it and then we're going to eat. Please trust me," she glanced at Cori who was just as scared as she was. Faith tried to convey confidence to her friend. She was going to let go of Reece and send her off with Cori. "Mother, take Reece into the kitchen. Cori and Violet, you go and see to it that they stay there. I have something to discuss with my father."

Reece stepped forward naturally when Faith let go of her and Quinn flinched. The club owner sneered at him.

"C'mon, Bosslady, let's go play with the turkey," she tugged on Reece's rigid arm and managed to pull her away.

Faith shoved her hand into her hair so hard she practically threw herself backwards. "I want you out of here. Do you hear me? Never, ever step foot into this house again. I'm ashamed of you," the actress said through her tears.

"Faith, how can you let that monster..."

"Monster? You're calling her a monster? God, Daddy, did you ever listen to yourself? Did you ever think before you spoke? How does Mom even stand to breathe the same air as you?"

"I'm scared for you. Baby, listen to me..."

"Baby?" she laughed. "No, you listen to me. Like it or not, Reece is my lover, my heart and soul. She loves me, she holds me and she makes me feel whole. I'm incredibly happy with her. If she's only gone for an hour, I miss her terribly. Speaking her name makes me smile. I feel like a thousand little sparks run through my body every time she touches me. Most of all she respects me. She'd never hurt me knowingly and she'd never ever raise her hand to me in anger. Simply looking at her sometimes makes me giddy. Reece is my whole world and that's perfectly fine with me. Most fathers would do anything to have that for their little girl. You... you just insult her, hurt me and disrespect me in our home. How dare you? I want you to go away and don't ever come back. I'd give you an ultimatum like, 'When you think you can accept Reece,' but since I don't see that happening any time soon, just go."

Quinn sat heavily on the couch. He leaned his elbows on his knees and covered his face with his hands. He began to cry.

"I'm so sorry, Faith, please don't make me go," he sobbed.

Faith looked at her father and felt a twinge of guilt. "This is my house, you're not welcome here anymore."

The actress broke down. It was harder than she thought to say what she did. It hurt her to tell him that she didn't want to see him any more and her father was crying for the first time in her life.

"I'm so sorry..." he blubbered.

She was hurt, guilty, confused and needed to feel her lover's strong comforting arms around her right that second. Which is exactly what she felt when she turned to leave the room. "Oh, Reece," she sobbed into the tall woman's chest.

"Shhh, it's okay, Faith, it's all going to be okay," Reece cooed and scooped her lover up into her arms. The tall woman stared at the broken man for a moment before glancing over towards the kitchen where three worried faces eagerly awaited the outcome. Reece nodded at them and kissed her lover's head. "I got ya, baby," she whispered into the red hair as Faith burrowed deeper into her chest.

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The tall woman laid Faith down on the bed and held her until she cried herself to sleep. She wondered as she gazed at her lover, what it must feel like to have a father, and to have him turn on her like Faith's did. God, that must suck. Reece thought about how it must hurt Faith; what it must feel like to be torn between your lover and your parent. She couldn't get a good grip on the emotion, but if it made Faith this upset, it must be horrible. Who is he to come in here and make her feel this way? He's her father! He should be holding her hand, making her laugh, embarrassing her by singing off-key. This is no way to treat a child.

Faith turned over into her usual fetal position and Reece knew she was out for the count. She kissed her lips and closed the door behind her. Coming down the stairs, she heard Marsha begging Quinn to stay for dinner.

"My daughter doesn't want me here Marsh, she hates me. I really made a mess, didn't I?" he sighed heavily. "My daughter hates me."

"See, here's the good thing in all this, sir, I don't think Faith can hate anybody. Even you."

Quinn looked up to see Reece halfway down the stairs, leaning over the banister.

"Your daughter cried herself to sleep just now and I couldn't do anything about it. That just makes me feel bad. She was crying over you. That sickens me," she said as she came down the stairs.

Quinn backed up as she got closer. Reece stopped moving and lifted her hands.

Cori shot her a pleading look.

"Its alright, Cori, I'm not going to hurt him. Faith did that better than I could. I think he's learned not to fuck with me... or Faith, for that matter. Haven't you, sir?"

Quinn backed up another step; Reece cocked her head and raised an eyebrow. When the man didn't answer, she sat down on the coffee table a good distance away. "Take off your coat, Mr. Ashford, you're staying for dinner."

Violet came out of the kitchen with that comment.

"You want me to stay?" he asked dazed.

"Shit no, I can't stand to look at you and I know the feeling's mutual," she chuckled, "but Faith does."

"She doesn't want to look at me either," he hung his head down. Marsha came over and hugged him.

"Sir, you have a terrific wife and a fantastic daughter. How you turned out to be such a flaming asshole, I'll never know. But," she sighed deeply. "Faith loves you, god only knows why, so I have to play Suzy fucking homemaker."

Quinn looked to his wife as if to say, 'Does she always talk like that?' Marsha just shrugged.

Reece bowed her head and blew out a breath, ruffling her hair. She didn't want to do this, but for Faith, she'd walk through Hell and back. Leaning forward on her elbows she continued, "Faith doesn't want you to leave as much as I don't want you to stay. So, you have options here. You either go upstairs and apologize, tell her how much you love her and make this a great Christmas for everyone -- and personally, I really hated Christmas until Faith walked into my life -- or you can leave and probably never see her again."

Quinn's lip quivered.

"Of course, that would break her heart, in turn make my life a little more difficult, in which case you'd be at the very top of my shit list," Reece couldn't hide the smirk as the man grimaced.

"Thank you," Marsha cried.

"Go on, the choice is yours, but I suggest you go up and be Faith's father. I would have given anything to know what that's like, sir." Reece got up and started to walk into the kitchen. She felt very sad -- for Faith and her father. How can you make a miracle, produce a life and be so careless with it?

"Reece?"

The tall woman started at her name coming out of his mouth. She turned to see his hand outstretched. "Don't patronize me sir. You can hate me, I don't care," Reece sneered.

"Reece, please. I mean it," Mr. Ashford held his shaking hand out and tried again. "What you said about not having a father..."

"Is none of your concern. Go up and make sure Faith knows hers still loves her no matter what. That's what fathers do, isn't it?"

Quinn wouldn't take no for an answer. He clasped Reece's forearm and turned her around. "Okay, so I'm an asshole."

Reece snorted and looked at his hand.

A flaming asshole."

Reece exhaled a laugh through her nose.

"I was afraid for Faith. All I heard were stories about you... I saw you arrested, lose your cool plenty of times; I was scared. You have to admit, you're pretty intimidating when you want to be." Reece nodded so he continued, "Then I saw what happened today..." he sighed heavily, "I'm ashamed to admit that I was worried about what others may say about Faith; how it would make me look."

"Fuck 'em," Reece shrugged.

"Have you seen some of those people? Not with someone else's..."

"Quinn!"

"Well, you get the point," he grinned. "I was afraid that you were hurting her, I mean the way you hurt me didn't convince me that... Anyway, then Faith told me how much you mean to her, how incredibly happy she is... and she's right you know, every father wants his little girl to be that happy for the rest of her life. I shouldn't care that you're a woman or what other people think."

"She said she's happy? How happy did she say she was? She told you I make her that happy?" Reece blurted out.

"You're such an asshole, Reece," Cori laughed.

"Food's almost ready, everyone," Violet announced.

Reece shook Mr. Ashford's hand loose. "Well, time to make merry," she turned to go upstairs.

"Reece? I thought I was going to go up?" Quinn asked hopefully.

"I think she'd love that," Reece smiled and took his hand this time.

"Thank you so much for the chance, Reece."

"Don't fuck it up. I still don't like you very much."

Reece shook his hand a bit longer before going to the couch. A hundred emotions swirled around in her head, making it throb. She leaned back and covered her eyes with her arm.

"Shit I hope I did the right thing."

Someone sat down very close and suddenly Reece was enveloped in a warm soft embrace.

"Hey!" she jumped up uncomfortably.

"Oh stop being so butch and let a mother hug you for once."

"Fine," she said tensely although she had to admit, it felt really good. She relaxed into her lover's mother's arms and sighed contentedly. It felt safe.

"You did really well, Theresa. I'm so proud of you."

To her utter embarrassment, tears sprang to Reece's eyes.

"Shhh, it's alright. Just you let me hold you." Mrs. Ashford had a feeling that the fearless strong woman needed to cry. These last few days had been an emotional roller coaster. She had often wondered about this woman, what made her the way she is? It was apparent that she was hurt, troubled, but she was curious to know why. Cori barely contained her laughter when the older woman asked her if the club owner ever really cried or if she ever talked about her mother. The dancer briefly explained to Faith's mom the hell that was her friend's childhood and this made the older woman weep herself.

Marsha was determined to let the dark woman know she had someplace to go if she just needed to be held. Everyone deserved that much out of life... to be hugged, noncommittally, no questions asked. What a shame, she thought, that Theresa never knew a mother's unconditional love. She never knew what it felt like to have someone tell her she was special, or important, looked at her through a mother's eyes.

The older woman felt her daughter's lover clasp her tightly and try to pull away. Knowing that the usually controlled woman was probably mortified by her actions, she had to reassure her. Marsha pulled back and held Reece's face in her hands. She tried to convey as much understanding with her eyes as she could. She wiped the tears away with her thumbs. "You're such a beautiful girl Theresa. I'm so sorry you never had a mother's love." Mrs. Ashford pushed long black strands behind Reece's ears gently. "It's a terrible shame," she leaned in and kissed her forehead.

"Stop it, Mrs. A., I don't deser... need this, alright?" Reece was terribly ashamed to be crying like this.

"No, you stop it. You're worthy of a little TLC too, you know. No one's too big to need a mommy."

"Jesus!" Reece breathed as her tears renewed themselves. She allowed the older woman to hold her, rock her. She felt like a baby, and for once, it was okay with her. She rubbed her face into the older woman's shoulder, finding her humming reassuring.

"Why don't you think you're deserving of love, sweetheart? How did you get this way? Who hurt you so badly? Hmm?"

"No one. Everyone."

The older woman cradled the tall club owner as she wept. "You're only human, Theresa, and human's need to feel safe; they crave contact. When it's denied too long, they become wild. Is that what happened to you?"

"Yes," Reece shook her head.

"Well, I'll tell you something, never be ashamed to be human."

Reece nodded.

"Faith makes you feel safe, doesn't she?" Mrs. Ashford peered down at the contradiction in her arms. All power and strength, yet she's as frail as a butterfly.

Another nod followed by a loud sniff.

"Well, we'll keep this our little secret, won't we? No one has to know anything, okay?"

"Okay," Reece sniffled, feeling much better that she did a minute ago.

"Faith is going to come down those stairs and faint dead away when she sees this," Violet whispered to her lover.

"Nonsense. She's gonna crawl up on her momma's lap too," Cori whispered back. "This is so sweet I think I'm gonna cry."

"You think she's ever been hugged like that before?"

"No, never. I can hardly imagine a nun doing motherly... and that bastard who beat her... But Faith is Marsha's daughter, so I think Reece got pretty lucky."

"Oh god, Reece! What's wrong?" Faith ran over to the embracing women in a panic.

Reece sniffed a few times before pulling away from the embrace. "Your mom was feeling me up again."

Faith raised an eyebrow at her lover and watched her carefully as she stood up.

"Sir," she acknowledged Mr. Ashford as she passed him by.

"She does give good hugs, huh?" Quinn whispered with a wink.

Red faced, the club owner swiped at her eyes one last time. "Are we gonna eat or what?" she asked, standing behind her lover and wrapping her arms around her middle.

"I'm starved!"

"Yeah, where's the food!?"

"Come on!"

After everyone crowded into the kitchen, the tall woman squeezed Faith harder. She drifted them under the mistletoe and kissed Faith's head. "Are you okay?" she leaned over and kissed an ear, then some neck.

"Perfect. I was going to ask you the same thing," Faith said suspiciously.

"Never been better," she said as she lifted then twirled the actress around.

"Mom does strange things to you, hon. I'm worried about this," Faith chuckled.

"What happened with your father?"

"He surprised me. I woke up and he was sitting on the bed. I had no idea what was going on. Then he told me he loved me," she shook her head. "Coulda knocked me over with a feather," Faith smiled as Reece caressed her belly and showered her neck with tiny kisses. "As if you had nothing to do with it," Faith narrowed her eyes accusingly.

"Me?" Reece pointed at herself and blinked rapidly.

"Oh, right. The picture of innocence. Yeah, you," the actress turned in her lover's embrace and hugged her tightly.

"I only did it 'cuz I thought it would make you happy," the club owner pointed to the mistletoe and Faith leaned up for her kiss.

"And I love you dearly for it," she returned to her position and kissed Reece's bicep.

"He impressed me."

Faith drew back eye's wide and stared at her lover.

"In his own asinine way, he was being as protective of you as I am. I don't think I can really blame him, Faith."

"What do you mean? Whom was he protecting me from?"

"Me," She put her fingers on Faith's lips to hush her, and grinned at the pout she found. "Faith, look at it this way, if you were in his shoes and the only time you met me, I was dressed entirely in leather, groping your wife, beating you up, getting arrested for assault... What would you think? I'm not sayin' he's right for the way he acted, god knows he's an asshole, but really, what would you do?"

"You really took the time to think from his point of view?" Faith asked with wonder.

"Honestly? No," she grinned sheepishly. "But it hit me when I heard how badly he hurt when he said that you hate him. It all flooded in my head," she shrugged.

"You are something else." Faith skimmed down Reece's arm with her fingertips.

"See, I know I'm overprotective, but I know what I'm protecting you from. He didn't. He was assuming I was doing all sorts of terrible things to you. All he had to do was ask."

Faith's hand drifted to Reece's face and she traced her features.

"Faith there's a downside to the two of us being so mutually inclined to protecting you."

Faith stopped moving her hand and rested them on her lover's lips. "What's the downside?" she asked distractedly.

"With the two of us both feeling like we have something to prove to the other, it could go two ways. It could either become a brawl or a cock measuring contest."

"God help me," Faith shuddered with horror. "I don't think I'd be long for the free world if you and Dad started measuring your penises. They'd have to put me away," she winced hard.

Reece chuckled, "Is everything okay between you guys now?"

"With Dad? Yeah, we talked, I talked mostly, but he promised to see things from your point of view. Ironic, huh?" the actress smiled.

"Like rain on your wedding day," Reece bent down and kissed Faith's nose.

"Like a black fly in your chardonnay," the actress responded in kind.

"You guys coming or what?" Cori slapped herself in the forehead immediately after asking.

"Nah, that was way too easy, Freak," Reece chuckled.

"Bless you. Marsha would have killed me if I provoked you into saying another bad word," the dancer's head disappeared around the bend.

"C'mon, baby, let's eat."

"Okay, but wait a sec." Reece ran over and put on the stereo. "All Christmas tunes, all day," she remarked as she took Faith's hand.

"I really have to talk to my mother about what she's been feeding you."

"Ooo, I like this song," Reece snapped her fingers a few times before singing with the radio. "Walkin' in women's underwear. Ow! Who hit me?"

"Theresa, what did I say about being fresh?" Mrs. Ashford tapped her foot.

"Sorry, Mrs. A.," Reece sat down with a pout.

"Mom, we really have to talk," Faith said, her eyes never leaving her lover.

"Later, dear. The sooner we eat, the sooner we can open our gifts."

"We're opening them tonight?" Faith asked, disappointed. She was looking forward to Christmas morning.

"Only the ones we got for you and Theresa."

"Ooo, you got me a present?" Reece lit up.

"Yeah, we're staying in a hotel tonight," Quinn piped in.

"God bless us all... everyone," Reece lifted her hands to the ceiling.

"Smartass."

"See how your mother talks to me, Faith?"

"Shut up and eat," Faith shoved potatoes in her lover's mouth, "smartass."

Faith jumped up, startled. Not knowing why she was awake or what woke her, she rubbed her face and snuggled back down into the bed. Then it hit her. "Reece?" The bed was empty. She looked at the clock and became worried.

Five in the morning!

She quickly threw on Reece's shirt, managing to button it halfway before hurrying out of bed. "Reece?" she glanced at the darkened bathroom. With her heart pounding, she hurried down the stairs. Coming to the living room, she heard the television and then saw Reece. She was in her underwear and a tank top, sitting in the recliner drinking a beer and, by the empties on the side of the chair, she'd been at it a while. The blue glow of the TV, combined with the twinkling of the Christmas tree, allowed the actress to drink in the tension of Reece's features.

Faith slipped into the room and stood there, not knowing what to do. Still slightly disoriented, she struggled to figure out what had gone wrong between going to bed and now. We had such fun last night, she remembered, but it really has been a wild ride these last two days. Poor Reece hasn't had a moment to herself. Maybe she needs some time. She's been acting so different all day. I wish she would talk to me. Faith jumped when the television was shut off.

"What's it like to have parents?" Reece barely spoke. It was more like a whisper.

"Honey?" Faith asked, confused.

"What did it feel like?" she pulled the recliner upright and twisted around to look at the actress.

"Reece, I don't understand what you're asking. That's a very complex question," Faith sat on the armrest and stroked her lover's cheek.

"Your mom, she hugged you, right?" the tall woman said cryptically, then stood up and left the room.

Faith stood as well and scrubbed her face with both hands. She was not at all prepared for this. What exactly happened with mom today?

Reece appeared with another beer. She sat down again and stared at the tree. "Did you get ice cream if you got an 'A'?"

"Please, baby, tell me what's going on," Faith pleaded.

Reece's attitude made Faith nervous and it relieved her to see her lover take a deep breath, releasing it as a heavy sigh. She knows she's being a bitch. Thank you for trying, baby.

"I was watching this show on PAX... Don't ask. It was oh, so goddamned perfect I wanted to puke. But all of a sudden, I felt... Never mind, it's stupid. Go back to bed," Reece reclined the chair and guzzled her beer.

The actress sat on the floor in front of the chair and chewed on the many things she wanted to say. Reece was upset, that was apparent, but she was brooding over something that couldn't be changed. She has to deal with this. As fucked up as that sounds... it's the truth. Yet Faith knew she couldn't tell her in those words. She looked at the woman she loved. Reece was feeling quite pitiful, her face was so sad that it broke Faith's heart to see her like his. Reece had just experienced her first family Christmas... as a grown adult. The tall woman was never exposed to something like that before and it really got to her. I can't even begin to imagine what this must have brought up for her, the horrible childhood memories she probably struggles with to hide every day.

Faith wanted her lover to get this anger out of her system. She'd happily bear the brunt of the tirade, if it made her feel better. Judging by he glassy shine in those troubled blue eyes, she was quite high and on her way to becoming totally drunk. In Reece's case, drunk and pity made for a very unmanageable team.

"Vanilla with sprinkles. It was my favorite," Faith answered the long forgotten question.

Reece averted her eyes from the tree to her lover.

"We had cookouts on July fourth and huge family gatherings on most every holiday."

The club owner finished her beer and put the empty bottle on the floor with the others.

"I had it pretty good compared to some. Sure, my parents weren't perfect, but they did the best they knew how. I certainly wasn't easy," she smiled at her many childhood memories.

Reece pursed her lips and played with her shirt.

"Mom wasn't as cool as she is now. She used to make me cry when she brushed my hair. She always made my pigtails too tight and I hated Mary Janes."

Reece turned her full attention to Faith. She imagined how her lover must have looked as a five-year-old with pigtails and shiny shoes.

Faith turned towards the tree. "Christmas morning wasn't like you think, though. Yeah, there were lots of presents, but mom was too anal to allow me to go wild with the wrapping paper. She saved it, you know. I don't know what for, I personally never saw the same paper again."

Reece's lips curved into a slight grin.

"When I was in the second grade, I played a tube of toothpaste in my class play -- Tammy Toothpaste. My costume was nothing more than two giant pieces of cardboard stapled together and a plastic cap on my head. I couldn't walk for fear of tipping over and all I had was one line. 'Use me twice daily.'"

The club owner snickered.

"I thought you'd like that. My dad must have taken a thousand pictures of me that morning. He was so proud of his little girl. He bragged about it for weeks." Seeing a bit of tooth appear between Reece's lips Faith got up and moved to the armrest again.

I wonder if he still has those pictures, a dark eyebrow rose in thought.

"Mom never told me she was proud of me when I was a kid, but Dad made up for it. I certainly was Daddy's little girl."

"I don't think I can blame him," the tall woman whispered. She grinned when Faith blushed.

"Every Saturday morning, I used to jump on their bed, to Mother's dismay, and lay on top of his belly. Flat across it, like he wasn't even there. It had to be uncomfortable, I mean he must have had to pee."

Reece snickered at Mr. Ashford's misfortune.

"We'd watch cartoons until Mother's yammering forced us to go downstairs. He'd then make some sorry excuse for waffles or an omelet, but I loved that time with my daddy."

Reece took Faith's hand, kissed the palm and then put their hands in her lap.

"Sunday mornings, we went out for breakfast. My favorite was the pancake house. I always wanted to order the chocolate chip pancakes with the powdered sugar. Mom was dead set against it, so I always wound up with some sort of blander stack and when they weren't looking, I'd pour all three syrups on them."

"I'm sure your dad was on to you," Reece wrapped her arm around Faith's waist and pulled her onto her lap.

Faith snuggled into her lover's chest and leaned her head back onto her shoulder. She paused to let the comforting feeling wash over her as it always did when she was surrounded by Reece. "He was. One time, Mother was out of town at some function and it was just the two of us. The waiter asked me what I was having and Dad said, 'Chocolate chip pancakes with extra powdered sugar for my little girl.' When it got there, he pushed the syrup holder at me and told me to go to town."

"I bet you got sick," Reece rested her hands on Faith's belly.

The actress breathed a contented sound. "All over the car, but it was worth it. Eventually though, I grew up and my father wasn't so cool to me anymore."

The club owner rubbed her face against Faith's hair, closing her eyes. The sound of her voice and the buzz of the alcohol soothed Reece immensely, but she was still uneasy, her foot shaking a mile a minute. She knew that she'd have to get this out of her system sooner or later; she opted for later and let the warmth of Faith's body seep into her.

"What happened?" she asked, genuinely curious.

"I guess it was a mutual thing. I wasn't such a little girl anymore. I think it hurt him when I told him I really don't want to spend weekends farting around with my folks. I had better things to do."

"Yeah, must have been hard for him."

"I guess, but he busied himself with work and spent much more time at the country club. I was busy with my friends, studying for a college I wanted no part of plus the acting program took up all my spare time."

"Where was your mom?"

"Oh, she was always running somewhere with the girls. The only quality time I spent with her was when we went to the stables. Mom loved to ride the horses. We did that once a week, but we never talked much about anything."

"Marsha on a horse. Now there's an image," Reece chuckled.

"She really was good. She even won some ribbons when she was younger. She also had a crush on her female instructor."

"What?!" Reece laughed.

"No, she told me this recently. It's true," Faith laughed with her.

After some quiet nuzzling, Reece kissed her lover's ear and smiled. "Thank you Faith."

"Anytime, baby," she turned in her lover's arms, surprised at how strongly Reece was clutching her. "Are you ok?" she asked, feeling the tall woman's grip loosen slightly.

"Now I am. I was feeling pretty sorry for myself for a while there," Reece admitted.

"And that's understandable. You missed out, Reece, and it must be hard to deal with it. I couldn't imagine living your life. I'm just glad that you survived it."

"Sometimes I don't think I did. Sometimes I feel like I'm so empty, like I have nothing left to give. Nothing to draw from when I need to... and it makes me so angry to feel so useless."

"I know, baby. I'm so sorry you feel like that."

"I have you, why should I feel so useless?" Reece wondered, a touch of anger seeped through her frustration.

Faith kissed her eyelids and then her lips. "I can't make everything go away, Reece. God, how I wish I could. Some things you have to do by yourself and sometimes they never get better, but you'll never be alone anymore."

"Promise me, Faith. I need to hear that you aren't going away. Please tell me," Reece's voice was so urgent and her eyes so full of fear.

The actress knew that this was the most important thing in Reece's world right now. She was more than happy to oblige. "I promise, Reece. I promise you that I'll never go away."

Reece was so relieved, so overwhelmed with emotion that she felt like screaming. She held onto her lover until she successfully fought the urge. Suddenly aware of the warm flesh under her hands, her eyes narrowed. Staring into Faith's deep green eyes, a completely different urge thrummed through her body.

Uh oh. Reece breathed in deeply, trying to fight the shaking in her hands. Seeing Faith's lips part and a short gasp escape them, she knew the actress had read her expression and she regretted her unguarded moment. A nervous sheen of sweat appeared above her upper lip and she swiped it away with her tongue.

You had a feeling this was gonna happen, Faith thought nervously, but it was brief. Once that tongue came out, her body reacted on its own accord. "Yes, Reece... I'm all yours," Faith shivered, tilting her head up and closing her eyes in acceptance.

Reece blinked a few times in disbelief. Faith was offering herself. YES! she shouted in her head.

Reece kissed Faith so hard and with so much emotion, the red head's heart felt like it may explode.

Good god! Faith felt all the hairs on her body stand on end. Reece's whole body trembled with restraint; her long fingers clutched her shoulders tightly. Ohh, this is soo good, the actress wrapped her arms around Reece's neck and struggled to keep up with her starving lover.

The kiss was endless and hungry, sloppy and forceful. Faith felt her lips swelling, bruising and welcomed it with gusto. It felt as if Reece was feeding off of her, and it was setting her whole body on fire.

Reece pushed her body forward and the chair closed with the momentum.

Faith instantly wrapped her legs around her waist and her arms tightened around Reece's neck. She dug her fingers into the long black tresses and groaned deeply into her lover's mouth.

Reece slid off the chair to her knees on the floor. She wrapped her arms around Faith's back and squeezed her impossibly close. She felt like she'd die if she let go. She whimpered uncontrollably, deep within her throat.

The actress heard the barely audible sound and she braced herself. Her lover needed to release all the emotions raging through her. The energy had been building all day, from the club to her father and finally the triumph of knowing that she was hers to possess. Faith knew Reece was only capable of two such releases: fury and sex. The thought of her lover taking her with this much pent-up energy made her head swim and her sex throb.

Reece needed Faith; she needed to give her the only thing she was confident she had. However, she was past the point of control and giving Faith what she had to offer was not a choice the actress could make anymore. It was a necessity on Reece's part. She couldn't speak, so she grunted helplessly into Faith's mouth.

The actress nodded, she wanted this as much as Reece did. Sucking the thrusting tongue into her mouth and holding it with her teeth, she released Reece's hair and pushed her shoulders. The tall woman arched back enough for Faith to tear off her shirt, while Reece ripped her own right down the middle.

The actress threw herself at her lover's bare chest and the tall woman fell backwards, reaching an arm behind her for support. Reece's other hand was pawing and groping everywhere, nothing was untouched, Faith's shoulders, her throat, her bucking hips, her backside. Reece's hand was roaming up and down, scratching marks down her twitching back, digging into the sides of her breasts.

Faith whimpered from the nails digging into her and squirmed against her lover's damp body. Reece's breasts crushed her own, the nipples poking rigidly into her flesh. The desperate way Reece was touching her caused great floods of arousal to pour between her legs.

The club owner lurched and arched, following Faith's every move, not wanting to lose contact. The urge to possess was quickly becoming a need. She bit Faith's lips, pulling them, sucking them.

Faith bucked erratically as the sensations from her mouth traveled with lightening speed to her sex. The feel of Reece's skin, slick and hot, combined with the trembling in her barely controlled muscles, drove Faith insane. She ground herself fiercely into Reece's body, leaving trails of arousal on the club owner's already wet skin. She was panting into Reece's mouth; she wanted to feel the weight of the woman on top of her. She wanted to look up into those wild blue eyes as she gave her the ultimate pleasure. Faith groaned loudly and tugged at the strong shoulders until they lowered, pulling the long body on top of her.

Reece reached behind her and held Faith's legs in place as she stretched out her own. She fell heavily onto her lover and growled as strong legs clenched around her waist. She drove her body hard and fast into the smaller woman relentlessly, overwhelmed by her need to hear Faith scream her name. She swallowed a loud cry as Faith's nails broke the skin on her shoulders. Fearing she hurt her lover, Reece pulled her mouth away and breathed heavily, "I'm sorry... Oh god, Faith..." she grunted and clenched her teeth. Sweat dripped down the sides of her face.

"No!" Faith groaned. She was just about to explode when Reece had pulled back.

"I can't control... I don't think I can..." she panted even as she resumed thrusting into Faith.

The actress was astounded that Reece would apologize for her lack of control. While certainly a nice gesture, now was not the time. Faith grabbed Reece's chin and forcefully pulled her face to hers. "Do it... prove it Reece..." Faith could barely speak as the thrusting against her continued.

"I need to... "

Faith squeezed her chin, pulling their lips together, cutting her off. "Make me come..." the actress demanded and bit down on Reece's bottom lip, then sucked it into her mouth.

The club owner attacked Faith's mouth, not surprised when she tasted her own blood. She got up on her knees and leaned over further, her hands braced way over Faith's head. The smaller woman's knees were practically touching her own shoulders as Reece thrust into her.

Faith cried out, half scream, half whimper as her mound ground into the hard muscles of Reece's abdomen. In her current position, she was wide open, her aching need escalating quickly. She reached over her head and grasped Reece's forearms, grounding herself for the explosion.

Reece had her lips curled back, her teeth tightly clenched. Looking down into Faith's face, she reveled in the intensity of her eyes and growled at the rush she received, acknowledging that she made her feel this way.

"Ree... ah..."

Reece shivered as a bead of sweat traveled down the side of her breast, tickling her, before falling onto her lover's neck. Faith's lips opened in an attempt to scream, but all that came out was a strangled gasp. Nails dug deeply into her arms as Faith arched her neck and stiffened. The club owner stilled her actions, watching the beautiful woman come because of her.

"That's mine." Reece owned this orgasm.

Faith shuddered and jerked her lower body up into Reece's groaning continuously. "Yours." She breathed out between sounds of pleasure.

Reece groaned deeply and flexed her stomach muscles. She concentrated on the feel of Faith's sex spasming on her skin. She pushed her weight forward once more after her lover stopped gyrating underneath her and grinned wildly at the gasp that she caused.

Faith was highly aware of her lover's state of mind and knew Reece probably had no idea how close she herself was. The tall woman was too wrapped up in Faith's pleasure to think about herself, but the actress knew better. She also knew to give Reece a second to regroup, but not too long, or she would be on the receiving end of another attack and she desperately wanted to see her lover succumb to the pleasure as well. Faith took this opportunity to take in the sight.

Reece hadn't budged from her position. Her breasts hovered tantalizingly close, teasing her as they swayed with Reece's great heaving breaths. Her hair stuck to her neck and face, driving Faith insane. The actress never knew that sweat could look so sexy until she met Reece; the tall woman always shone within seconds of their lovemaking. Her strong muscular arms shook slightly, but were still planted firmly over Faith's head. She looked positively delicious to the actress and although she loathed taking this sight away, but she knew it was time.

Faith slid her legs down and pulled her lover's lower body into hers. Reece's sex met Faith's and her eyes widened. The club owner's knees slid down and she readjusted her upper body, her mouth open and about to feast on a very enticing breast. Faith felt the wet heat soaking through Reece's underwear and grinned sexily up at her, "And that's mine," she whispered and thrust her hips.

Just then, a million firecrackers exploded inside the tall trembling woman. "Oh god..." the club owner's body collapsed and her head dropped onto Faith's breast, her entire body twitched with release.

Faith dug her heels into Reece's backside, groaning in empathy while her lover's weight crushed her. She was almost disappointed when Reece slid her hips down, escaping the grasp of her legs.

"You make me come... just like that," she whispered huskily before attacking the flesh at her lips.

To Faith, it felt as if Reece swallowed her whole breast. Her lips and tongue were everywhere at once; she felt the suction all the way to her toes. Her tall lover was grumbling her pleasure, making the nipple in her mouth vibrate. One strong hand burrowed underneath her, pressing her lower back into an arch, the other draped around and cradled her head, the long fingers tangled in her hair.

Faith's senses were reeling. She licked her dry lips with an equally dry tongue; she hadn't realized how hard she was panting until now.

Reece moved her mouth to Faith's other breast, giving it the same attention as the first. She could hear her lover whimpering behind closed lips, breathing heavily through her nose, thoroughly lost in the renewed pleasure she was receiving. This knowledge drove Reece on, confident that her frantic behavior was accepted, even craved.

Faith's eyes popped open when Reece abruptly sat up. She lifted herself on one shaky elbow and saw her lover struggling to remove her briefs. Faith quickly unwrapped her legs and sat up, yanking the material away from Reece's waist, tugging forcefully, dying to see and touch what was underneath.

The tall woman knelt up and pulled her underwear off. She stayed there, her chest heaving, body tight as a bow. Her eyes narrowed to slits at what lay naked and open before her and how desperately Faith was reaching for her, lips swollen and eyes burning with need. She reached out, took Faith's hands and pulled her up. "I want you," Reece told her as she lifted her up over her shoulder and carried her up the stairs to their bed.

"Oh god, yes, Reece."

With Faith still in her arm, the club owner reached down and opened the drawer on her nightstand. She dropped Faith on the bed and climbed over her, straddling her. She let one of her breasts fall into her lover's waiting mouth and flinched when her nipple was sucked and nipped roughly. Faith was as hot as she was and that was just perfect.

Reece gathered Faith's hands, held them over her head with one hand and reached beside her with the other.

Faith groaned into Reece's breast as she felt the stiff leather wrap around first one wrist and then the other. She clasped her hands together in anticipation, swallowing hard at the new sound of the metal rings clinking together as she did. She had envisioned using their new toys in a much different, less frantic way, but she had trust in her lover. She whimpered in anticipation.

Reece moved away and Faith's mouth was suddenly empty. She arched her chest up when she felt her lover's nipples brush against hers. She moaned as hot lips covered her mouth and she was kissed hungrily. The actress thrust her tongue deeply inside Reece's mouth when she felt the cool leather straps glide up her arms.

Reece began tying Faith's wrists, securing her to the headboard, never breaking the contact of their mouths. She grinned inwardly as her lover tugged her hands reflexively. Reece detoured her lips to an ear and licked it. She glanced to the side and made sure what she was holding was right and sucked the salty skin of Faith's neck into her mouth, roaming all over, marking her, distracting her.

"Reece!" she pulled at her bound wrists again, desperately wanting to grab Reece's head and hold it in one place.

The club owner maneuvered herself into the harness and when she felt it was securely in place she sat back on her heels, displaying her intentions to her writhing lover.

Faith strained her neck when Reece broke body contact. She gasped when she realized what just happened and what was still to come.

Reece smiled a half smirk, half sneer and leaned over Faith again, capturing her nipple ring in her teeth. The club owner chuckled at the hiss that escaped Faith's lips. Reece leaned over slightly, licked her lover's arm from shoulder to wrist and then sucked her fingers. She repeated her actions on the other arm, watching Faith squirm and writhe made her want to climb up and take full advantage of her lover's open mouth. Later, she shivered at the thought of Faith's tongue.

Nudging Faith's legs apart with her knees, Reece positioned herself appropriately and teased with faint thrusts.

"Oh please..." the actress begged, bending her knees and opening her legs wide.

The club owner bit back a growl at the display. She licked a path to Faith's nipple and sucked it deeply into her mouth at the same time she entered her completely.

The actress screamed, yanking on her arms, wanting so badly to grab onto her lover. Reece pulled back and thrust again, putting her grinning lips to her screaming lover's ear, "Merry Christmas, Faith."

Reece stirred and drifted to wakefulness with a smile on her lips. As she became more conscious, she was aware of the goose pimples that covered her body. I'm not cold. In fact...

She shifted her weight and found that she was quite aroused. Before she had time to wonder how she had gotten to this point, a hot breath blew across her nipple and she stifled a groan. How does she always wind up in that position?

Reece grinned as she shivered with even more goose bumps. Lifting her head, she peered down at her lover, sleeping peacefully with her arm thrown across her ribs, her hand cradling the club owner's breast, fingers splayed across the mound and brushing her hard nipple each time the tall woman inhaled. Faith's head was was nestled between Reece's shoulder and left breast, her cheek resting comfortably on the fleshy pillow, her lips barely touching the other painfully hard nipple. Her leg was not really thrown over, but rested on Reece's long one.

Reece shifted again, acutely aware of the tingling in her groin. She very much wanted to wake up her slumbering lover and make love, but Faith had had one hell of a night. Which is probably why I'm in such a condition now, Reece thought with a smirk.

The tall woman looked down at her breast and the sleeping face which rested on it as hot breaths drifted across her sensitive nipple, barely teasing the other. She grimaced as some wetness seeped out, tickling her. God, she's driving me insane! she thought, growing more frustrated. Reece replayed last night in her mind, how Faith had looked underneath her, arms tied, her neck muscles straining as she threw her head back and screamed. The club owner made love to her repeatedly this way, but never quite satisfied her own burning within herself. Every orgasm she'd had, she purposely cut short, waiting for that glorious moment when she'd straddle Faith's face, feeling her exquisite tongue inside. When her exhausted lover begged for mercy, Reece untied her and held her. Within seconds, she was snoring, completely comatose.

Reece groaned at her stupid idea to bring up those images at a time like this. She was really aroused now, painfully so. Unfortunately, Faith was apparently still out cold, breathing deeply, teasingly, driving Reece crazy with need.

Reece shifted her weight again and breathed in sharply as her wet thighs brushed together. No, this will never do. She bit her lip and slid her hand between her legs, all the while watching Faith's lips. Just to take the edge off, just until she wakes up...

The club owner moved her free leg and gave herself more room. She again considered waking Faith the second her fingers fell into her drenched sex. She used a slow, steady movement, clear away from her clit; she swore she was just going to touch herself until Faith woke up.

Reece sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and tried not to move. She was so very wet and so turned on as a result of denying herself total pleasure earlier that morning.

Blue eyes, focused on the parted lips, as long as they could before drifting shut. The feeling of Faith's fingers and her moist breath were killing her little by little. She worked slowly, methodically. Her fingers circled and teased the most sensitive part of her sex, although it begged to be touched. She warred with herself that if she just rubbed it a little and stopped, she'd be okay. She got closer to it, hovered over it for a few seconds and it twitched in anticipation; so, she touched it. Immersed in a moment of bliss, Reece unknowingly groaned in pleasure.

The deep rumbling sound under her ear caused the actress to stir. She became aware of the heart beating loudly beneath her cheek and lay silently, still somewhat foggy from sleep. She waited. Her head rose and fell a bit too rapidly for her lover to be sleeping and the way her hair ruffled from her breaths, she was obviously upset. Faith was about to jump up in distress when she heard another very restrained and satisfied groan vibrate under her ear and she froze. Suddenly aware of her position, she immediately realized her lover's dilemma and she struggled to keep herself in check. Poor baby, she got left out this morning and here I am, slobbering all over her tits.

Faith wondered how Reece could have gotten this far without waking her. Her lover wasn't known for her control. Why didn't she wake me? the actress questioned momentarily before she figured out that Reece had probably felt sorry for her. The hair on her head ceased to ruffle and she felt the muscles shift under her arm, head and leg. Knowing that her lover had turned her head, Faith opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a tasty nipple standing rigidly before her lips. Stifling the urge to suck it into her mouth, she glanced down. Reece's fingers were buried between her legs. The sight was breathtaking. Her tall lover's body was at the edge of release and Faith wanted to see the result. She stuck her tongue out and swiped the hard flesh at her mouth.

Reece sucked in a breath through her teeth and stilled her fingers.

"Y... you're awake?" the club owner gasped.

"For some time now, Sexy," Faith sat up and covered the nipple entirely with her lips.

Reece wrapped her hand around Faith's head and pressed her closer. "God, Faith, I'm so fucking horny," she groaned again, even as she spoke.

Faith nodded and slid her hand from the other breast down under her lover's, between her legs. She smiled against the flesh surrounding her face at the eager way Reece's pelvis lifted at the contact. The hand at the back of her neck tightened its grip.

"Faith, no," she grabbed the smaller hand and moved it away quickly.

The actress sat up. "What is it, baby?" she asked with confusion.

"I need your mouth," Reece put pressure on the back of Faith's neck. "Please," she pled.

"What do you want my mouth to do, Sexy?" Faith drawled huskily, bringing their wet fingers to her lips and treating Reece's exactly like she would be treating something else in a second.

"Shit, baby... God! That... with your tongue." Reece pushed Faith's head down and the actress wasted no time burying her face.

Faith was amazed at how her stomach clenched upon tasting her lover. Reece's scent was strong after their early morning's activities. The tangy wetness was abundant, it tasted different and made the smaller woman drool for more.

Reece held on to Faith's head with both hands. While she wanted this feeling to go on forever, the fire in her sex told her it was not to be.

Faith knit her eyebrows together in disappointment when she felt her tall lover's hips begin to move erratically. I just got here! she complained to herself.

"Oh, Faith, don't stop... don't..." Reece begged through moans.

Of course, that was the furthest thing from the redhead's mind and to prove her point, she suddenly buried three fingers up inside her lover.

Reece made a barrage of noises, none of which Faith could define, not that she had the chance, since her head was captured tightly between Reece's thighs, while her lover was bucking powerfully up into her mouth. Her fingers were in a vice grip of suction, held deeply inside. Faith grunted excitedly as she sucked Reece's clit strongly into her mouth, thrusting her fingers mightily into her, setting off another loud yelling fit from her quaking lover.

Faith stopped thrusting and pulled out her fingers, but never took her mouth away from lapping up all the fruits of her labors. Reece tugged at her head, but Faith held her ground until she felt the strong thighs slacken and Reece's legs splayed open bonelessly. She lay there a while, letting Reece come back to earth and then rested her head on her lover's abdomen.

Reece felt rejuvenated, even after such a mind blowing orgasm. She lay there, catching her breath and thought about how easily she could find comfort in this extremely vulnerable position with Faith. She smiled at her luck.

Faith smiled back at the look of love on Reece's face. "All better now?" she grinned.

Reece pretended to think about it. "I guess so, but hold that thought, okay?" she joked.

"I could think of much better things to hold," Faith swiped at Reece's overheated sex with her tongue.

"Whoa, don't start that again, I may have you there all day," Reece teased.

"Oh, yeah, torture me," Faith beamed back.

The club owner reached her hand down and ran her fingers through Faith's messy red hair, trying to smooth down all the twisted alfalfa's and cowlicks. "I don't understand how it looks like this every morning. You don't sleep like a maniac," she chuckled.

"I wouldn't talk, Medusa," Faith pinched Reece's hip.

"And that's nice?" the tall woman teased before clasping the headboard with both hands and stretching.

Faith's head lifted with her lover's arch and she sat up quickly to admire the long naked body in a lengthy stretch.

"Aaarrgghhh..." Reece growled as she flexed all her muscles at once.

The actress drank in the sight with a look of pure delight. When the tall woman relaxed, she fell back down with a deep happy sigh. "Reece, you have no idea what you do to me."

The club owner's lips pulled back with a silent chuckle. Faith looked terribly adorable with her mouth hanging open and her hair sticking up all over the place.

Faith was sitting cross legged her knees touching Reece's left thigh. Reece was leaning up against the headboard, her long legs stretched out in front of her, crossed at the ankle. The club owner laughed to herself when Faith's arm came up to scratch her nose and her hand was completely lost in the long sleeve.

"How'd you wind up in my shirt again?" she asked Faith, running her hand up underneath the front of the too large garment. She let her fingertips tickle Faith's ribs for awhile, and then circled around her belly button, teasingly dipping her pinky down to ruffle the light blonde hair.

"Dunno," she shivered and took hold of Reece's wrist with both hands.

The club owner smiled playfully. "Oh, and that's really going to stop me?" she pursed her lips.

"Who said anything about stopping?" Faith smirked and brought Reece's hand up to cover her breast. "I'm just offering some assistance." she closed her eyes and dipped her head back as the large hand closed over and molded her flesh.

"I see," the club owner grinned. Reece continued to massage the pliant flesh. When Faith groaned and relocated her hand to the other breast, her own eyes drifted closed.

The actress let go of her lover's wrist with one hand and lifted the shirt up over her neck, draped across her shoulders. She looked up to see Reece's eyes closed, her mouth half open in an expression of pleasure. It thrilled the actress to know Reece was receiving that much pleasure from touching her.

Reece began moving her fingers, lightly pinching and caressing Faith's nipple, jiggling the silver hoop ever so slightly. She opened her eyes slowly, focusing on her lover's half-lidded eyes as they watched her hand intently. Reece pulled the hoop a little harder. Faith moaned. Inspired, the club owner reached over with her other hand and laid it on Faith's hip. She glanced from her own hand to her lover's idle hand and then to the green eyes watching her.

Faith followed the unspoken instructions and wrapped her fingers around Reece's wrist, guiding that hand to her other breast.

Reece was a little more enthusiastic by now and worked that breast with more determination. Both of her hands massaged firmly, her fingers occasionally tweaking and rubbing the pebble-hard nipples. Faith's soft moans and arching back were driving her crazy. Realizing that she was squeezing her legs together, she uncrossed her ankles and bent one knee up. She wanted her full attention to be focused on Faith's pleasure.

"Reece, yes," Faith whispered breathlessly.

"You have such beautiful breasts, Faith. I don't think I took the time to tell you how much I love them. They fit so perfectly in my hands."

"They were made for you," she groaned.

Reece twisted the ring and Faith yelped, digging her nails into the muscled forearm.

"Reece, yes," she breathed again. The actress didn't want it to end, but she was in desperate need of attention much lower.

The club owner narrowed her eyes as ten fingers closed around her right forearm and her hand began to slide down. She made eye contact with her lover and clenched her jaw at the need she encountered in those green eyes. When her fingertips encountered Faith's most sensitive flesh, the actress sat upon her knees and thrust her hips forward, simultaneously throwing her head back. The sight of that alone made Reece gasp. The feel of Faith's slick, hot skin and the sound of her long, low groan had her squirming.

Faith held Reece's hand between her legs up against her tightly and didn't move. She relished the feeling of the muscles twitching under her fingers, longing to delve inside and explore. She groaned in anticipation and swore she felt more arousal slide out between her lover's long fingers.

"God, Faith," Reece swallowed hard. "This is... you are so hot. Are you sure? I mean, is it okay?"

"I don't know, Reece, just don't move," Faith strained to talk from her position.

"Ok, but, please, I don't want to hurt you." The club owner let her eyes wander over her lover's body. Faith was arched so dramatically that the only thing keeping her from falling backwards was the death grip she had on her arm. Her nipples incredibly hard, pointing straight up to the ceiling, her thigh muscles completely taut, Reece desperately wanted to throw herself on top of Faith and ravish her, but the sight of her lover in this position was breathtaking.

Faith wiggled on Reece's hand carefully, testing her tolerance. It felt sore, but not too bad. She did it again and this time rubbed her oversensitive clit into contact with her lover's fingers.

Both women groaned loudly.

"It's okay?" Reece asked tentatively.

"Just go slow," Faith breathed and thrust a little more forcefully before realizing she'd probably break her neck, should she let go. Using Reece's arm as an anchor, she pulled slowly until she righted herself.

Faith's face was red and she was breathing heavily. She walked on her knees, holding Reece's hand in place and straddled her thighs, nodding at her stunned lover. "Touch me, Reece... gently."

Reece sat up quickly and wrapped her arm around Faith's waist. She leaned her cheek against Faith's abdomen and groaned as her fingers slipped effortlessly around. Tilting her face up she watched as the ecstasy played on the beautiful face above her. She circled her fingers around, then slid them back and forth. Gently moving her other hand up, she grasped the back of Faith's neck, making her look down.

"You are so swollen. Are you sure?" Reece marveled at how receptive Faith was.

"Yes, just go easy, okay?" Faith whimpered as Reece stroked her clit gently. "Yessss slow... oh... like that..."

"Faith, you are so fucking wet," Reece's mouth watered.

"Watching... you touch me."

The club owner caught the scent of Faith and lost it.

"OH!" Faith yelled as Reece slipped her tongue into her folds.

Reece groaned as Faith's muscles surrounded her tongue. She kept up the slow stroking with her thumb, spreading Faith's lips open with her fingers. Glancing up, she saw her lover's hooded eyes watching her every move. Reece groaned.

Faith rocked her hips in time to Reece's slow motions. Her tongue felt like velvet sliding slowly inside and just as slowly out again.

Reece's own sex was alive again, begging to be touched. She was so aroused by this whole scene that she was convinced she'd come by simply tasting her lover.

Faith rocked back and forth against Reece's tongue and torturously slow thumb. She wasn't sure that she could take it but she wanted more. "Reece, suck on it... gently," she whispered to her unusually patient lover.

Reece whimpered and then those glorious lips wrapped around her universe. Faith cried out and her knees threatened to give. She looked down to see the long body unfold and lay flat on her stomach, her long legs bent, resting against the headboard. Faith allowed herself to be pulled down onto her back by an insistent hand on her hip.

"Mmm," Reece mumbled as strong legs wrapped around her head. She fought to keep control as she waited for Faith to tell her what to do.

"Oh, baby... a little harder... suck a little harder."

Reece pressed into the bed with her hips; Faith's husky voice groaning her instructions turned her on so much. She bent her index finger and used the knuckle to tease Faith's opening.

"God, Reece... that feels so good," the actress gyrated her hips, groaning.

Reece was getting so aroused by all this that she felt the moisture pooling beneath her.

Your tongue... use your tongue." Faith whimpered and groaned again.

Reece obeyed and moved into a kneeling position. She slid her hand from Faith's stomach to between her own legs. She groaned as her fingers delved into her own wetness.

Faith knew that sound and forced herself up onto her elbows. Blue eyes peered back at her from between her legs, then rolled back and closed. "Oh, god," Faith whined.

"Mmm hmm," Reece agreed, slowing the motions of her hand on herself. She knew how Faith hated it when she wasted a perfectly good come when she could herself could have it. She gave her wet fingers to her lover as a peace offering.

Faith licked Reece's fingers, sucking on the fingertips until Reece was whimpering with need.

"It's okay..." the actress grabbed Reece's hand. "I want you to," she released the large hand and almost laughed at how fast it flew back between the tall woman's legs.

Faith saw the controlled movement of her lover's arm and moaned. "No, really do it, Reece," she said a little louder than she intended.

Blue eyes looked up, confused.

"Put your fingers inside. Do what you want to do to me."

Reece gazed hesitantly up from between Faith's legs, but never stopped moving her mouth.

"Please?" the actress begged.

Reece slid two fingers inside herself and groaned around Faith's clit.

Faith nearly swooned from the knowledge and the sensation. "Work them... just let it go."

Reece tried to pump her fingers but since that elbow was pretty much holding her up, she pumped her hips instead, causing a huge moan from her lover.

"Oh yeah, that is so hot..." the actress wished she were on the other side so she could watch her lover's ass in motion.

The club owner adjusted her legs so she could make contact with her clit. When she did, she accidentally forced her knuckle into her lover.

"Oh god! Almost there, baby..." Faith grunted.

Reece whined; she was so close. She doubled her attentions to Faith and was very pleased to hear the loud groan and feel her clit twitch in her mouth.

"Oh god... oh..."

Reece felt her own sex begin to ignite. Please be now, please be now... oh fuck! Reece started to come and there was nothing she could do about it.

"Reece!"

The club owner grunted with her release, mashing her clit into her hand. Faith jerked around like she was electrocuted and her legs squeezed Reece's head so hard, the tall woman thought she'd suffocate. Reece stopped her own erratic grinding in order to concentrate on Faith's orgasm, continuing to work her tongue over her lover's clit.

"Oh, my god, Reece! Stop!"

The tall woman tore her mouth away from Faith and she instantly curled into a twitching, groaning ball.

Concerned, Reece immediately tried to wrap her arms around Faith, who pushed her away with a sob. "Oh, god, don't touch me," she moaned as she twitched violently.

"Faith! What's wrong?!" Reece was extremely alarmed.

"If you touch me, I'll die," she groaned and then chuckled.

Somewhat relieved, the club owner sat on her heels and leaned over her lover. She touched her back and pulled away as Faith twitched again.

"Reece!"

"What the hell did I do?" she worried.

"I don't know, but it was absolutely wonderful," Faith breathed and turned over. "I'm sorry, Reece, but it felt like my entire body was my clit."

Reece raised an eyebrow.

"I think I was just too hypersensitive. Everywhere you touched me felt as if you were touching it and it was too much."

"Are you better now? Can I touch you?"

Faith chuckled at her lover's wide-eyed look. "Yes, and you better do it quick," she smiled.

Reece tested with a hand to Faith's arm and, satisfied when she didn't flinch, she wrapped herself around her smaller lover and sighed. "You scared me for a bit, Faith. I never did that to anyone before."

"You got scared? Imagine what it would feel like to be one big, giant oversensitive clit for a second, will you?"

"Uh, no thanks."

"Hey, baby?" Faith twisted around to look at her lover.

"Hmm?"

"Will you do that again for me sometime?"

"Make you feel like a giant clit? No way. I don't think I know how I did that to begin with."

"No, not that. Will you touch yourself like that for me?"

Reece blushed.

"It was so hot, Reece, Please? For me?"

"Maybe," she mumbled.

"Okay, baby, maybe's good."

Mrs. Ashford was coming up the street as Reece was leaving for the gym. The tall woman waved and held the door open, bowing gallantly as the older woman passed. "Happy New Years Eve." She said with a smile.

"Oh, you too dear. You're so charming when you want to be, Theresa," Mrs. Ashford gushed delightedly, then both eyes widened upon falling on the grinning woman's lips.

"Thank you kindly, ma'am." Noticing that Marsha's gaze had fallen on her very bruised lips, Reece bowed her head and tipped an imaginary hat with a shy grin.

"Maybe one of these days you can remind Quinn how to be a gentleman," Marsha smiled and kissed the grinning club owner on the cheek.

"Aw, Mrs. A," Reece teased.

"Well, you're certainly in a good mood!" she laughed, then raised an eyebrow at the obvious signs of her daughter's ardor peppering the tall woman's neck.

"Yep," the tall woman winked.

"So I take it you found my gift?" Faith's mother whispered conspiratorially.

"Gift? You mean there was more? I really liked the shirt, by the way. Thanks," Reece smiled genuinely, unzipping her coat to show off her gift.

"I'm glad you like it. It's that newfangled workout material. Faith tells me you are prone to sweating, this wicks it away," she pointed at the shirt and then winked. "Oh, you bet there was more, just not something I thought should be opened in mixed company," the older woman leaned over, "if you know what I mean," she added as she gestured towards her husband who just turned the corner.

Reece's smile sat there, but her demeanor must have visibly changed because Marsha rubbed her back and whispered. "He means well, dear, please give him a chance."

"For you, Mrs. A, I'll try," she grinned halfheartedly and sprinted down the street, wondering what exactly Faith's mother bought them that was so secretive. Deciding that her lover would tell her if it was important, she continued her run to the gym.

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"Oh, Dad, you didn't have to get so much food!" Faith was emptying bags from Zabar's.

"Well, honey, they're world famous for their bagels and lox, let's test that theory, shall we?" Quinn joked.

"You must be starved, Faith," Marsha winked at her daughter.

"What makes you say that?" the actress asked innocently while her face turned red.

"Theresa was in a very good mood this morning."

"Mother!" Faith hissed. "Must you always be thinking about my sex life?"

"I said nothing of the sort. You just pretty much confessed to that yourself," Marsha harrumphed and sat down to eat.

Faith's ears burned brightly as she watched her mother smear cream cheese on half of a bagel. She snagged a Raisin bagel and began to cut it.

"I'd break off small pieces, Faith honey, unless you want to open up that bite mark on your lip," the older woman stated around a mouthful.

Quinn had the good sense to blush. His daughter's sex life was none of his business. However, he was a wee bit concerned about that bite mark.

Noticing her Father staring at her mouth, Faith dropped her bagel and glared between her parents.

"Quinn dear, pay it no mind, you should have seen Theresa," Marsha wagged a chastising finger at her daughter.

"Okay, would you like details, Mother, because I'd be glad to give you a play by play," Faith pursed her lips and tapped her fingers in irritation.

"Faith, don't be fresh to your mother," Marsha continued to wag her finger. "If you weren't wearing all your hickeys like medals, no one would give you a second look."

"Marsha, please, I'm trying to eat," Quinn mumbled, his body language showing his acute embarrassment from…this conversation.

"Well, if you can even remember what it was like to give a hickey, dear, it wouldn't mortify you so," Marsha replied with a hint of frustration.

Faith winced, "Oh, yuck."

"What?!" he argued.

"You know what I'm saying. If you had half the drive that Theresa does..."

"Oh, god no, Mother!" She didn't just go there...

"You're jealous of your daughter's... nookie frequency?" he asked incredulously, sitting up straight in his chair, ready to defend his manhood.

Dear god, this isn't happening...The actress put her fingers in her ears and hummed loudly.

"Don't you find me attractive anymore? I can't remember the last time you touched me."

"Marsha, of course I find you attractive, don't be ridiculous."

"LA LA LA LA LA"

"Then why don't you ever want to... you know..?

"It's not like I don't want to, exactly..." Quinn tried to explain.

"DADA DADA DADA DA..." Faith began singing "The Chicken Dance".

"Then what is it, exactly?" Marsha put down her bagel and folded her arms.

"Well, maybe if you dressed more like your daughter, I could behave more like her girlfriend," Quinn fought back.

Marsha wanted to be shocked but her daughter's dancing and wing flapping were terribly distracting. Quinn was staring at Faith in much the same way his wife was.

"DADA DADA DADA DA DA"

"Now look at what you've done. Your daughter's gone insane," Marsha pursed her lips at her husband.

"I drove her insane? Madness runs on your side, Marsha, or did you forget your crazy Aunt Gertrude?"

"She liked pin cushions, Quinn. It's a harmless hobby."

"LIKE A RHINESTONE COWBOY! DA DUM DUM!"

"FAITH!"

Opening her eyes, the actress saw her parents staring slack-jawed in shock at her. Faith groaned pathetically. Now she was the one mortified. "Um... I'm going to take this up to my room, if you don't mind." Not waiting for an answer, the actress grabbed her breakfast and ran as fast as she could up the stairs and shut the door.

"That's your side, Marsha, I'm telling you," Quinn shook his head sadly.

"Nonsense. She's not insane, it's endorphins."

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Reece felt refreshed after her workout; she showered at the gym and headed over towards the club. Feeling pretty good with herself, she stopped at the florist to send Faith some of her favorite flowers. Afterwards, she hailed a cab and even managed to keep her good mood over the din of the foreign music blasting in her ears. Well at least it smells like curry. I like curry, she mused.

Unlocking the gates to her club, the tall woman wondered what was in store for her on New Year's. I hope it's not going to be a repeat of Christmas. Which reminds me... What was Michele's last name again?

Reece closed the gates behind her and flipped on the house lights, surveying her club for the first time with an owner's eye. "I really own this," she smiled. "I bet I could do more with this place." The club owner walked around, examining the angles. "If I were a perverted old horndog, what would I want to see?" she thought out loud, moving over to the stage area. "Hell, two out of three and I'm asking myself," she laughed at her own question.

Reece came up with some great ideas on improving her asset and, most of all, utilizing space. She strolled into her office with a determined air. Settling in her chair she flipped through Frankie's rolodex and located his contractor. Reaching out for the phone, she was surprised to hear it ring. "Lounge."

"Help me."

Reece barked a laugh at the plea, and settled back comfortably. "Whassamatter, sweetie?"

Both women raised eyebrows at the endearment.

"Mother and Father are discussing their sex life over breakfast. I'm afraid that I'm helplessly traumatized now."

"Oh. Ew..." Reece sympathized with a scrunched face.

"My sentiments exactly," the actress said while chewing.

"Well, you're eating, so it can't be that bad," Reece deduced.

"But I'm taking little bites. Mother would hate to see me suffer due to my sexually induced injuries."

"What injuries?" Reece asked tensely.

"My lip appears to have a bite mark, as well as various other exposed areas."

"Oh," she relaxed, "I guess I should have warned you," the club owner said guiltily.

"Don't feel bad, Reece, I love it when you get... you know... forceful... territorial."

"Yeah?" the relief in her voice was evident.

"Absolutely. However, certain areas will be off limits for quite some time, hon."

"I'm sorry, Faith," Reece said sadly.

"First I couldn't beat those words out of you, now you say them at the most inappropriate times," Faith teased.

"I mean it. I hate it that I hurt you... in any capacity."

"Well, for your information, this capacity is very well received and worth every flinch," the red head thought about it some more and added, "very worth it. You are the most wonderful lover in the world," she smiled.

"You don't have much to compare me to, Faith," Reece chuckled playfully.

"You've surpassed any wild fantasies and dreams I ever had on the subject by miles," Faith said sincerely.

"You really mean that, don't you?" the club owner smiled proudly.

"Of course I do."

"I love you, Faith."

"God, Reece. I love you, too," Faith was caught off guard.

Reece chuckled at her lover's reaction. "Go see if your parents are making up on our kitchen table. If so, there's an Ikea catalog under the coffee table."

"Ew, Reece."

"See you soon," Reece laughed.

"You are so dead for that," Faith warned before hanging up.

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"Faith!?" Marsha yelled.

"What does she do up there for so long?" Quinn wondered.

"After that little spectacle you caused in the grocery store, I'd be surprised if she comes down at all."

"Please, Marsha, the girl looked like she was dead."

"She's a Goth, Quinn," Marsha sighed dramatically.

"What the hell do I know from that? FAITH?"

"If you were hip like me, you'd know such things."

Quinn shrugged and blew off is wife's comment with a wave of his hand.

Marsha, on a quest to make her husband more receptive to their daughter's lover, lifted the recently delivered flowers to his face. "Aren't these roses beautiful?" The older woman inhaled deeply, "They smell so good!"

"They're making my nose itch, take them away. FAITH? Will you go up there and tell your daughter that I haven't got all day? I'm hungry," Quinn sat heavily on the couch and picked up the Ikea catalog. "Where'd this come from?"

"I have no idea. You know, she is taking awfully long. It's not like she's making herself up, she never does anymore."

Faith descended the stairs and shook her head at her parents constant chattering.

"Marsha, you know she said that she hates anything on her face now that she has to wear so much at work."

"I know, dear, but she just looks so..."

"What, Mom? Butch?"

"Heavens no! Not in that sexy dress. Now, Theresa, well she's butch."

Faith sighed heavily.

"What were you doing up there?" Quinn asked impatiently.

"Hiding, Dad. Let's go guys, I promised her that I'd be there early, before the customers start pouring in."

"Quinn, stop making faces."

"I can't believe I'm going to a strip club with my daughter."

"Gentleman's club, dear."

"Whatever."

The small family headed into the black car and got comfortable.

"Barry, meet my dad, Quinn."

"Pleasure, sir."

"She has her own..."

"Yes, Dad, he's my driver."

"Theresa got him for her. Isn't that wonderful?"

Faith rolled her eyes. "We're going to the club, Barry."

"Quite a spectacle there, Ms. Ashford."

"Don't remind me," Quinn mumbled.

"Gonna be a mob scene there tonight. Should I wait for you?"

"Would you?…That would be great. We shouldn't be too long, anyway. Just going to pick up Reece and head out to dinner."

"Ms. Ashford, if I may, I don't think she's going to be able to go anywhere tonight."

"Well, let's just get there first." Faith became worried. He was probably right, now that she thought about it. After all that publicity... A lesbian who owns a gentleman's club should be novelty enough. Faith bit her fingernail. However, if that lesbian happens to be a gorgeous hunk of woman like Reece, who's also living in sin with a famous actress, then it was going…to blow the roof off her club.

Suddenly, Faith was having serious second thoughts about taking her father there tonight. She was about to voice her feelings when her cell phone rang.

"What the hell is that?" Quinn questioned the muffled sounds of Beethoven's Fifth.

"It's the phone, Dad," Faith shook her head in exasperation, rooting around in her purse.

"Beethoven?" he questioned.

"Theresa did that," Marsha grinned.

"Hello?"

"Hi, babe. How long you got?"

"About five minutes, why?" Faith furrowed her brows at Reece's frustrated breath.

"Nothing. Just wanted to know. Be careful. Love you."

Love you? How odd of her to say that now, Faith stared at the phone in confusion. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. Her lover sounded very strange.

"Look, Quinn, it's Times Square! That's where they drop the ball."

"I've been here, Marsha. Who was that, Faith?"

The actress heard her name, but not the question. "Dad?"

"Faith? What's wrong?"

"Oh, my god!" Marsha interrupted.

"Holy fuck..."

"Faith!"

There was a line of people an entire block long, five deep, behind police barricades, all waiting to get into "The Lounge".

"Ms. Ashford?"

"Here's fine, Barry. Dad, Mom, stay here a moment, will you? I shouldn't be long."

"Hey! Ms. Ashford! You shouldn't go out there alone..."

Faith slammed the door and stood in the middle of the street in awe. She hadn't seen this many people waiting in line since that time Barbra Streisand was at Madison Square Garden... and it wasn't even freezing then, either. She suddenly realized what Reece's phone call was all about; she didn't want her to come to the club and witness this mess. God, Reece! What are you thinking in that club right now? Faith panicked for her lover and…hurried past the mob, towards the front door.

"Hey, there's that chick, you know... her," he snickered.

"Yeah! That's the dyke's girlfriend!"

There were many more insults to follow. Faith got a sick feeling as she heard all the comments hurled at her from the sea of people.

"Hey! Let her through, asshole!"

Cori's voice was like music to her ears. Faith felt relief, even as she was picked up off the ground and lifted over the barricade by unfamiliar hands.

"You heard me, fuckhead, MOVE!"

Cori, thank god for you! Faith was being crushed in the throng as she tried to make her way up the steps. She was on the verge of hyperventilating when a strong, very familiar hand reached out to her. "Reece!" she yelled as she struggled to get through the mob.

"Whattya think this is? The Limelight? Back the hell up, jerk off!" Cori pulled Faith's arm hard.

With the help of her best friend and her strong lover, Faith was finally where she needed to be.

Reece held the actress tight. She was more than concerned about the trembling, but not enough to let her go. She really needed this too.

"Christ, Reece! It's a fucking mob scene out there!" Sam threw open the door and pushed it closed with effort.

"You okay, Sam?

"Great, Boss, just great."

"You okay, babe?" Reece whispered to her lover, finally taking a good long look at her. Her upper lip curled in approval.

"Yeah, I'm okay.

"Hey, what about me?" Cori pouted.

"What about you?" Reece teased.

"It's usually my hair," Cori retorted.

Reece couldn't control the loud laugh that escaped her. Cori always managed to lighten the mood. "Thanks, Freak."

"No problem. So, Faith, where's the parents?"

"I left them in the car." She turned to Reece, "What are you going to do?"

"I called in a few favors. Some off-duty cops are going to work the line. Don't worry, no one will get in that's the least bit iffy."

"Thanks, Boss. I really need the help," Sam smiled.

"Yeah," Reece nodded. "Alright then, Sarge, you wait for the guys. Cori, why don't you and the girls just get ready? I'm counting on you to keep the others under control," the club owner winked at her friend then averted her eyes to Faith; they narrowed hungrily.

"Aye, Captain," the dancer saluted and went to go wrangle up the girls.

"What do you want me to do?" Faith smiled, still wrapped in Reece's arms.

The tall woman twirled them around and backed Faith against the wall. She squatted down and lifted her startled lover. "You can start by wrapping those legs around me and throwing your head back."

"Reece?"

The club owner leaned hard into the actress, pinning her against the wall with her torso. "Do you know how hot that dress is on you?" she whispered, running her hands up and down the underside of Faith's thighs.

"God, Reece, now?" she questioned, shivering from the touch.

"Stockings are such a turn on." Reece took Faith's hands from her shoulders and placed them around her neck. "Hold on and kiss me," she whispered.

"Now?" Faith questioned again.

"Now," Reece tilted her head and stared at Faith's lips, all the while running her fingers all over the stocking-covered legs.

She made the mistake of looking into distracted, but very deep blue eyes. "Aye, Captain," Faith whispered back breathlessly before locking her lips onto Reece's.

Reece sighed contentedly and intensified the kiss. She held Faith's head with both hands, pressing her body tightly into all the strategic places, making Faith groan into her mouth.

The actress tore away from the attack, breathing heavily. Reece didn't move. Still staring at Faith's mouth she stroked her thumb across the bottom lip.

"Wow. Reece... as much as I'd love to continue this... god, stop doing that!" she stopped the thumb from entering her mouth by grabbing the larger hand. "My parents are waiting in the car. What should I tell them?" She kissed the sweaty palm, then licked it.

Reece groaned. "Tell them I have an uncontrollable need to ravish you," the club owner captured Faith's lips again.

The actress drowned in the kiss and jumped as she felt her body go limp. "No... baby... please," she whined.

"Faith..." Reece protested, knowing she had to stop before things got out of hand.

"What has gotten into you!?" Faith unlocked her legs and slid down.

"God, I don't know. I was so worried about you and the minute you walked in the club... I needed you," the club owner explained. "I don't know, maybe it was that dress. Isn't that the one you bought that day with your mom?"

"You are so adorable." Faith grinned at her lover's wide-eyed look of denial, "Yes, you are. Now, what to do about my parents?"

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"I'm telling you, she's all right, Quinn! Theresa would never let anything happen to her!"

"How do I know that? What the hell is going on inside that club anyway? Why haven't they come out?"

Faith's purse began chirping. Marsha took the liberty of rooting around for the phone.

"What are you going in there for? That's not your bag!"

"Quiet, Quinn, maybe it's Faith."

"Hello?"

"Mother? Are you okay?"

"Yes, dear. Quinn, it's Faith. I told you."

"Look Mom, you and Daddy go to the restaurant. I'm going to stay here with Reece. She needs me now."

"And I know you need her, too, but I'm worried about you. Are you eating?"

"Reece is going to order some Chinese for all of us tonight. She said to tell the Maitre 'd to put your dinner on her tab. She's treating you both. Okay?"

"Are you sure? It's awfully expensive..."

"Yeah, she apologizes and wants you to go have fun."

"Well... if you're sure," Marsha was hesitant to tell her husband the change of plans.

"Yeah, go. Someone's coming to the car to get my purse for me, so wait until then."

"And what kind of name is 'Sarge' for a woman?"

The Ashfords were seated at the restaurant and Quinn had been complaining ever since Sarge appeared at the car for Faith's purse. Marsha had tolerated his whining gracefully, but her patience was wearing thin. "She was in the Army. She protected our country."

"I'm just observing, Marsha. I mean, did you see her?"

"So she's a little masculine. With her job, who cares?"

"You know I don't like that. It's not normal."

"Oh, and what if Faith looked like that? Would you say the same terrible things about your own daughter?"

"That's not what I mean and you know it."

"Quinn, why don't you stop judging and just relax. Faith is happier than she's ever been in her life. If Theresa and her friends can make her feel something that we obviously couldn't, why should you care what they look like? Would you care just the same if that girl had one arm? That's not normal either. You should be thankful, not judgmental. Those people took care of Faith when we didn't."

"Marsha, I know that. I'm just worried about her. She seems to be living in a whole other world."

"So? Thank god she's healthy, happy and hasn't given up on her dreams. She's made loyal friends who support her and has someone who worships the ground she walks on. And, incidentally, I feel pretty secure about Faith's safety with someone like Theresa by her side."

"Yeah, well... she seems a bit unstable to me."

"For Christ sakes! I wonder what you seem like to her," Marsha retorted sarcastically.

"I want to like that woman, honest I do, Marsha, but..."

"That woman makes her smile so brightly... she can light up a room, Quinn. I haven't seen our daughter smile like that since she was a child. Personally, I am so grateful for this opportunity to be a part of her life again, like any mother should, I wouldn't care if she was living with a farm animal, " Mrs. Ashford finished her rant and sipped her drink ever so daintily.

Quinn toyed with his napkin, seemingly lost deep in thought. He wasn't pleased about being chastised, but he knew, deep down, his wife was right. Faith sparkles when she's with Reece and he should be happy, not angry. Combine with next. "Hon, you are absolutely right. I wasn't being ungrateful, I'm glad they helped my little girl," Quinn sighed heavily and played with a breadstick. "I suppose I'm just jealous."

"Well, you have good reason to be. Faith trusts you less than she trusts her friends."

"How can I fix this, Marsha? I made so many mistakes," Quinn felt like crying.

"You have to accept Faith's choices and support her, not butt heads with Theresa. Faith knows how to handle you, but I'm afraid her partner is a little hasty to react on Faith's behalf. You need to prove to her that you accept Faith and love her. Only then will you earn Theresa's respect. Without her respect, your daughter can't really forgive your previous behavior."

Quinn ran his hand over his face. He knew his wife was right, but could he be as accepting as she is? How did this happen to her anyway? "What changed your mind, Marsha? Why is it so easy for you to accept their relationship? How did you do it? How did you earn her trust?"

"Well, Theresa and I certainly started out differently than you two did, but once you get to know her, she's really very charming."

"Charming?" Quinn smirked. "You used to think I was charming."

"Yes, and I still do. Now eat your dinner before it gets cold. I want to be home before the ball drops."

"We have plenty of time, Marsha." Quinn looked puzzled.

"Well dear, not with what I have planned for dessert," she smiled playfully and wiggled her eyebrows.

"Oh yeah? Heh... well come on, woman, eat! What are you waiting for?" he grinned right back.

"Eat your pasta, Quinn, you just may need that energy."

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Reece stood behind the stage, her eyes searching constantly, her muscles tight. Tonight she was working and it felt great. Already pumped from the excitement of the day, she jumped at the chance to guard the stage. The familiar feeling of guarding the girls was energizing.

Back when she was younger and wilder, her job was much more than guarding the dancers. The club and its occupants were in constant danger. The threat of being raided wasn't as scary as the threat of being robbed. Frankie refused to accept the "protection" that the other clubs did and, more times than not, The Lounge was under attack by the very people that offered the protection in the first place. Reece often found herself fending off flying stools or bottles as these goons came crashing through the building, if not hustling the girls out the back door as the police came busting in through the front. There were no illegal activities that she knew of and she feared no one, but she protected the girls' anonymity fiercely and made sure they weren't publicly humiliated.

Although this was not The Lounge of years ago and there was no real threat to the girls or herself, she still let her old feelings of being the protector take over her persona. She had no choice really, The Animal was so close to the surface already, it needed no more than a nudge.

Faith was seated at the bar and would be, for quite some time. She was hot and sweaty and wished her purse wasn't in the office. She really wanted a mirror about now. Glancing around her, she dismissed the thought of going to the safe, quiet office and staying there.

It was New Years Eve and every single man New York City seemed to be at the club. The crowd was thick and Faith had no desire to hop into it any time soon. Letting her gaze fall on the bartender, she snickered evilly. Christina was up to her ass in work and it thrilled Faith to see her so harried. When Reece told her about what happened with Christina in her office that day, Faith had gone ballistic. The actress had to promise not to maim the bartender in order to be allowed into the club again, but that didn't mean she couldn't think about hurting her. Christina was forced into apologizing to Faith by Reece, of course, and the actress gloated about that for a long time. Having to call Chris up to pinch hit behind the bar tonight annoyed her, but seeing her sweat like this was worth it.

"Okay, you can stop setting me on fire in your daydreams, Faith."

"Well, Christina I see you've learned my name," the actress replied with a bored look.

"Yeah... Look, I'm really sorry..."

"Don't apologize. No need. You want my woman and you can't have her."

"Very mature," Chris said disgustedly.

"Your fantasies should be punishment enough," Faith smirked.

"Okay, now I'm confused," the bartender leaned over the bar closer to Faith.

The actress hoped she would do just that and she leaned towards her ear to explain in a sultry voice. "In your fantasies, I bet you picture her naked, sweaty body, writhing beneath you... begging for release... arching into your touch... The great Reece Corbett whimpering and moaning until she starts trembling in the throes of a killer orgasm... you hear her screaming her pleasures into the night... Faith! Yes! Faith! Faith! OH, God! Faith!"

Christina had a flushed dreamy look about her up until the woman in her fantasy yelled. She looked at the actress who was grinning very smugly. "I hate you," Christina stormed away as Faith snickered cockily and tilted her head towards the TV screen over the bar.

When Faith got tired of looking at the soundless television, she scanned the crowd for any troublemakers and then settled her eyes on Reece. The actress felt a tingle in her belly watching her lover work. She observed the tall woman from her perch.

Reece stood with her legs slightly apart, chin up, shoulders back and her hands held slightly away from her body, casually dangling. Her whole demeanor was different, confident and her lopsided smile was endearing. Each time she winked at one of the performers, Faith felt her heart flutter. The club owner was being used as a prop by every dancer on the stage and the actress loved it. Her flirtatious actions only made Faith proud.

She was nervous at first when the guys told Reece they didn't have enough men to cover the stage, but Reece sprang up and volunteered quickly. She fell into her old skin very easily and Faith was thrilled to be witnessing the old Reece. To the average Joe, her lover appeared to be relaxing, but Faith knew better. Reece was on high alert, watching everything at once. It was exciting for the actress; she was watching the woman she had only heard about. All those stories were true; Reece was positively crackling with power and dripping with sex.

"Amazing, ain't she?" Cori shouted over the pounding music, squeezing her body into Faith's space.

Faith nodded her head. "So different," she shouted back. It is such a turn on to watch her. No wonder she had her pick of the girls.

"You should see her in action."

"I bet it was gorgeous."

"Oh, I wouldn't say gorgeous... exciting, maybe."

"How so?" Faith wondered.

"Watch this," the dancer yelled. Cori grabbed her friend's hand and dragged her off the stool and into the crowd.

Faith was momentarily alarmed. "CORI!"

"Relax, just wait..." she grinned.

Faith panicked slightly as she was surrounded, until she was suddenly lifted off the floor by a hand around her waist. Disoriented, she found herself in her lover's arms, face to face with the tall woman. How the hell did she get here so fast? Their eyes met and she was surprised by the look of fear and anger in the intense glare.

"What did you think you were doing Faith?"

The actress winced at the tone of Reece's voice. Finding Cori nowhere in sight, she improvised. "I slipped off my stool. Sorry."

"You scared the shit out of me! Fuck!" the club owner was breathing hard.

Faith's eyes went wide when she felt Reece's forearms trembling. Jesus, she was really scared! Look at her posture... wow. Imagine being taken by this woman? Oh yeah... just look at her eyes! They look silver! "I'm sorry, baby. I'll go back to my stool..."

"Not after everyone saw you in that dress, you won't," the tall woman pressed herself into Faith's back and wrapped one arm securely around her middle. She seemed to cut a pathway through the crowd with a mere look. "You'll come with me."

Faith was getting turned on by Reece's attitude, she really liked this Reece. She silently wished the tall woman could play bouncer every night.

Christina frowned furiously when she saw Reece burst into the crowd and retrieve Faith. What does she have that I don't have?

"Here," Reece let go of her captive and gestured to the stage. "You'll sit here where I can see you."

While the fear was gone from Reece's eyes, the anger wasn't and Faith obeyed. She sat on the stage with her back to the dancers and frowned when her feet didn't touch the floor. She tried to bring her short dress down over her thighs, wiggling around and trying to cross her legs. This only managed to show her entire thigh and she quickly uncrossed them.

Reece watched her lover fidget around for a while, smirking at her dilemma. Sidetracked for the moment, she jumped when a g-string hit her in the face. She tossed it away and growled only to see Cori's big head in her face laughing hysterically.

"Casual, Boss, very casual," she remarked before wiggling her naked ass away.

"You have to admit, Reece, that was funny," Faith laughed.

"Fucking hilarious," Reece sneered in embarrassment.

Faith pursed her lips. Okay, miss personality, I can take you on...

Reece immediately assumed her role as protector again while Faith thought of a way to ruffle her.

The club owner saw her lover inching closer to her out of the corner of her eye. What is she up to? she wondered. A man leaned his body on the stage and Reece was ready to pounce, but he caught her eye and backed off quickly. She jumped as something chose that second to crawl up her leg.

Faith giggled as the tall woman flinched. She ran her stockinged foot up the inside of her lover's thigh and smiled sexily up at her when Reece gave her a glare.

The club owner rolled her eyes. Faith was going to torment her.

Cori danced over and wrapped her bra around Reece's neck, raising both eyebrows at the leg that was growing out of her crotch. She leaned over and kissed the tall woman on the lips, enjoyed the look of shock on her face, then danced away again.

Faith had to cover her mouth so she wouldn't laugh out loud. She received another less threatening glare, so she continued her game. She snuck a hand under her dress and slid her underwear down to mid thigh, clearly visible to Reece, but not to the crowd.

Reece swallowed and bit her bottom lip; grateful at least, that she took her foot away.

Faith cocked her head and gave Reece a coy look, lowering the tall woman's resistance a bit more.

Blue eyes narrowed as the actress slid the panties down to her ankles and lifted her foot between the tall woman's legs again, the flimsy material dangling from her stockinged toe. Reece resisted the urge to lean into her foot. God, she has no idea! the club owner thought. With her head and body comfortably playing the role of The Animal, Faith was skating on very thin ice.

The actress was well aware of her lover's state of mind and was wondering herself why she was playing with her. She knew how Reece would react and Faith was nowhere near ready for The Animal, especially sexually. She just couldn't seem to control herself.

Reece took the panties, put them in her pocket and held Faith's ankle tightly. She leaned over to the actress's ear. "You have exactly one minute to get your foot out of my crotch. If you don't, I will have you and we both know that isn't wise."

Faith shuddered as Reece spoke into her ear. Her threat excited her and she blushed. Knowing that her lover meant what she said, Faith eased her foot away from Reece's crotch and leaned back on her hands, spreading her legs wider.

"I'm warning you, Faith, if I see one hair of that pussy when I stand up, you will regret this."

The actress shivered involuntarily. Oooh, she never said that word before... Finding herself completely aroused and soaking wet, Faith shook herself back to reality. What is wrong with me!? Quickly closing her thighs, she nodded so that Reece could feel it and closed her eyes when she felt the tall woman straighten up. The last thing she needed to see was The Animal aroused.

"Good girl," Reece smiled cockily.

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It was ten minutes before midnight and Reece ordered the music off. She motioned for Christina to turn up the volume of the television and all eyes were on Dick Clark.

Faith was standing on the stage in front of Reece. The tall woman had her arms draped around Faith's waist, her chin resting on her shoulder. There was no one behind them and Reece was able to relax a bit. All the dancers were out on stage and at the five-minute mark, Sam turned on the house lights.

Faith rested her hands behind her on Reece's hips and leaned her head against hers. Long fingers unlaced and caressed her hips and thighs teasingly. "I love you, baby," Faith smiled as Reece nodded in agreement. She closed her eyes and leaned back into Reece, making her stand up straight to accommodate. The tall woman rested her chin on Faith's head, and continued to journey up and down Faith's legs.

"I love you, too, Faith."

Faith felt a sense of peace in the middle of the madness. The two women sighed contentedly and watched as the Mayor of New York and Muhammad Ali started the ball on its journey.

The dancers began counting at thirty, so Reece figured it would be pretty loud and obnoxious by the time they got to ten. She turned Faith's head towards her. "Happy New Year, sweetheart."

Faith felt her knees weaken as Reece's lips met hers and kissed her senseless. She vaguely heard the ruckus over her heart beating and knew this year was off to a mighty fine start.

"Happy New Year, Reece," she turned completely around in her lover's strong, protective arms and snuggled into her. She knew that the chaos of the club would intrude on their moment any second, but however brief this moment would be, Faith wouldn't change anything about it for the world. No regrets.

Reece had to move. As much as she loathed it, she had to break their embrace. The real world came crashing back loudly and The Animal was back on duty. With a final kiss, she released Faith and motioned for Sam.

Faith watched the mayhem explode around her with wide-open eyes. The house lights went dark, replaced by the pulsating multicolored spotlights. There were dancers and people all over the stage, the music was suddenly blaring and the crowd seemed to have doubled, all within a heartbeat. She was stunned at the anarchy that seemed to have occurred. Before she had time to react, she was being lifted up off the stage by her lover and handed over to Sarge.

"Take her home," Reece commanded.

Faith wanted to protest but the look on Reece's face was all business. Her tall lover was sneering evilly and her eyes were full of excitement. Faith watched in awe as Reece laughed wildly, grabbed two men by their jacket collars and banged their heads together, then jumped off the stage, dragging them towards the back door.

"C'mon, Faith, let's get you outta here."

"No!" Faith was frightened for Reece.

"Don't you worry about her, she'll be just fine," Sarge said with a confident smile. "This is merely playtime for The Animal."

Somehow, it didn't reassure Faith, but she let herself be led to the door.

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Christina stood on top of the bar and silently observed the goings on below her. She saw the way Reece reveled in her duties and groaned at her strength. The sight of the tall woman throwing her jacket to the stage and tossing a grown man over her shoulder made the bartender shudder. God, I want her.

When Reece returned, she stood on the stage, proud and tall, flexing her hands. Chris wanted those strong hands touching her with their power. The bartender came down from the bar and began trying to clean the mess that was her station.

Finally, the last of the customers was gone and The Lounge was closed to business. Reece surveyed the place and groaned. "What a fucking mess!" she complained. She had no desire to be here any longer. Her body twitched with energy and she needed to get home. Even though she knew she couldn't expend the overflow with Faith, the thought of wrapping herself around the actress was calming her slightly. The real thing was certain to tame her to a more manageable state.

The tall woman felt slightly relieved when she spotted the off duty cops picking their way through the debris. She knew she could go home now. Scanning the club for Sarge, she did a head count of the remaining staff, frowning when she didn't spot Chris. "Figures she'd cut out on me," she frowned.

Sam was approaching with a huge garbage bag in one hand and a distasteful look on her face. "Boss, this is disgusting."

"Yeah, I shoulda warned you. It gets pretty gross."

"Hey, Reece, it was exciting seeing you in action tonight. Thanks," Sam gushed.

"Yeah, but I'm paying for it now. I'll never get any sleep in this condition," she sighed, frustrated.

"What about Faith?" Sam blushed.

"No," Reece answered sternly. "I gotta go get her purse and get home. Lock up?"

"K... Thanks again."

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Reece entered her office and stared at her couch. Many nights she used this office to release the energy she felt now. Shaking that thought from her mind she reached for the bag on her desk and frowned. Someone was behind her.

She reacted purely on instinct. Spinning on her heel she grabbed the silent intruder by the throat and slammed the body into the wall. Breathing heavily with the urge to strike, she cocked back her fist to see Christina, smirking despite the grip on her airway. "Fuck!" Reece yelled and let go. "I could have fucking killed you!" The tall woman stepped away and put her back to the wall. She breathed deeply trying to control herself. "What are you doing sneaking around on me? Don't you realize..."

"Oh, yeah, I realize. You're so full of pent up energy, you're practically vibrating," the bartender stepped in front of the tense woman and placed both hands on Reece's tight abdomen.

Reece blinked rapidly, trying to figure out what to do. "Christina, just back off and walk away," she growled, eyes flashing.

"You're panting; I feel your stomach clenching... give it to me," she pressed her body against Reece's and shuddered at the trembling she felt.

Reece groaned loudly and banged her head back against the wall. She was powerless against her urges. "Please... I'm begging... go away," the club owner rasped.

Christina boldly ran her hands up and covered Reece's breasts, latching onto the tall woman's throat with her lips.

Reece hissed loudly and her body responded by sliding lower on the wall. She couldn't will her arms to move. "Oh, god... stop Christina... stop..." her voice was little more than a whimper.

The bartender moaned and licked Reece's chin, trailing her tongue across the shaking woman's lips. Reece's hips bucked and she knew if she didn't do something quickly, she'd have the bartender on her back in seconds, but her hands wouldn't do anything but claw at the wall.

"Yes, Reece, take me... fuck me... I want you..."

Reece felt the hands stop their assault on her breasts and slide back down to her belt buckle. Oh, god... I'm fucking toast...

"You need this, Reece...

"I need this..." the club owner groaned hoarsely.

"That's right... there you go." Christina soothed, silently cheering her victory.

Reece squeezed her eyes closed so hard she saw spots. She had to make it stop. She rooted around inside her cloudy mind until she found what she needed, just as Christina was opening her pants.

"Ohhh, Reece... I know what you want."

"Faith."

The hands stilled.

"I want Faith..." Reece's hands moved and grasped the bartender's wrists painfully.

"Ow... Reece... you're hurting me."

The club owner sneered wildly, baring all her teeth. "But I thought you knew what I wanted? You know what I need," she taunted wickedly. "Right, Christina?" she snarled.

"OW! STOP!"

Reece turned them around and slammed Christina against the wall. She pressed her body into the bartender and lowered her head to her mouth. "Am I hurting you?" she sucked Chris's bottom lip into her mouth, then bit. Hard. Reece chuckled at her gasp.

"Reece!"

"Yeah, baby, scream my name..." Reece snickered and shoved her knee between Chris's legs forcefully. "But I thought you wanted this. Isn't that right?" Reece lifted her hand and toyed with the blood that dripped from the bartender's mouth. Chris flinched hard.

"NO! I'm sorry... I don't..."

"You're pathetic," she laughed. The club owner roughly threw the bartender at the open door. "Get the fuck out of my club. If I ever see you again, Christina... I'll let Faith have at ya."

After the woman left, Reece sat down bonelessly on the floor. She needed to get home now more than ever. She needed Faith... NOW.

Faith navigated through the dark living room and threw herself on the couch. The actress was a bit taken aback with the events of the last few hours. The last thing she thought she'd be doing at this moment was sitting alone on the couch in the shadowy empty house.

Well, so much for celebrations, Faith sighed heavily and shrugged off her coat. What now?

Green eyes quickly adjusted to the darkness and spotted the blinking alert on the answering machine. Sliding closer to the device, she paused with her finger over the play button. Do I even want to know? Sighing again, she kicked off her shoes and wiggled her toes, then pressed the button.

"HAPPY NEW YEAR LOUISE!"

Faith snickered; John was definitely feeling his champagne.

"Oh, you too, Butch. Are you listening to Johnny, you big scary hunk of muscly woman flesh? Oh, no... more therapy for me. Aaaanyway, try not to get too caught up in the festivities... K? I don't think Cover Girl has enough flesh tone. Tootles!"

Faith hit the fast forward button with a frown. Yeah, festivities... She threw herself back against the cushions as her mother's voice filled the room.

"Hello, sweetheart... you too, Theresa! Wee! Happy New Year to the both of you! I love you! Kiss, kiss...."

Faith shook her head in embarrassment. Mom sounded pretty schnockered too. Looks like I'm the only one who's not enjoying the evening.

The actress peeled off her stockings and crumpled them into a ball, tossing them at nothing in particular. She retrieved the bottle of champagne she had in the fridge and, after cocking her head in thought, shook the bottle a little. As an afterthought, she shook it again. "Why the hell not?" she mused as she let the cork fly. She squealed as the cold liquid poured down her forearms, and backed up a bit as it spilled onto her bare toes.

"Cheers!" Faith attempted to drink from the bottle and the foam poured out of the sides of her mouth and down her neck. "Yikes that's cold!" she shivered.

Looking down at herself she laughed. Her arms were sticky, her dress was pretty wet and her nipples were telling her just how chilled that champagne was. "Oh, Reece... you have no idea what you're missing," she smirked and then tilted the bottle up to her lips again as she headed into the living room. The red head wandered to the recliner and sat. She began replaying the events of tonight in her head. "God I was bad tonight," she giggled, "but who could blame me? With my big, scary hunk of muscly woman flesh... oooo... yep," she nodded. "She's mine alright."

Faith started thinking about how it must have been to be with Reece when she was working at The Lounge. She wondered what would have happened if she had met her then, whether she would have felt the same when facing the woman she saw tonight. Could I have been as attracted to her then as I am now, if I didn't know her like I do? Would I have been frightened by her larger-than-life attitude? God, she was so fucking casual... yet so irritatingly cocky. The actress knit her brows in thought.

"God, I want her," she breathed out loud.

Her head filled with her own perception of a younger Reece, every inch The Animal... and all sorts of "what if" scenarios. She replayed that scene by the stage tonight with different ending; one where Reece didn't control herself and took what Faith was offering, regardless of everyone around them. Though blushing at her vivid imagination, a violent shudder ran through the actress's body. She shook her head to dispel the arousing images that played through her mind. This action created a pleasant sort of vertigo and Faith grabbed the armrest for support.

"Whoo... now THAT'S champagne!" she snickered as she tried to refocus her eyes. However, it didn't stop her from slugging back another gulp. Green eyes fell on the video cabinet. A small yet evil smile graced Faith's lips. "Well, if I can't have the real thing..." She struggled out of the chair and opened the cabinet doors.

"Hmmm... decisions... decisions..." she giggled, fingering the cassettes. "This calls for extreme measures."

Faith closed her eyes and dragged her finger back and forth over the edge of the tapes. "Eenie, meanie, miney... mo! Okay!" she pulled out the winning tape. "Tag, you're it," she told it and pushed it into the VCR.

Reclining once again, the drunken actress fumbled with the remote control before finally hitting Play. "Now, this is my kind of celebration!" she smirked as the object of her undying lust appeared on the screen naked, except for her boxer briefs. "A toast! To the guy who invented big screen TV's!" she tossed back another mouthful.

Faith watched the television with narrowed eyes, concentrating on her lover's image. Reece was so different, all snarl and bravado. "I want that Reece, too. Why does she have to come with a price?" The actress frowned in thought, That Reece is gone, Faith. You should be pleased. Look at her. Do you think she knows that woman's name? Do you think she even cares?

Faith watched the video with a sad eye now. She felt bad for Reece. This woman she was watching was not the one who she knew at all. "Yeah, I rather do like my Reece," she smiled to herself.

Faith sat there glued to the screen a while longer, only getting up when she finished the bottle. "Maybe that wasn't so smart, after all. I'm lonely, drunk and horny as all hell," she groaned.

The small woman flipped off the television and tottered up the stairs. Once in the bedroom, she grabbed Reece's pillow and smelled it. With a huge smile, Faith fell backwards on the bed, hugging the pillow to her face. "I miss you, baby," she mumbled, willing herself to not cry.

After getting her fill of the pillow, Faith stripped out of her rumpled dress and decided a shower was necessary. She felt dirty and sweaty from the club and sticky from the champagne. She didn't want to get into bed like that.

Pretty tipsy, she had to sit on the floor to peel off her bra. Though fuzzy, she knew that something was under her side of the bed that hadn't been there before. Dropping down to all fours, she pulled out the brightly wrapped box and stared at it in confusion. "Where did you come from?" After receiving no answer from the package, Faith shook it. Various things shifted around. "Stuff," she concluded proudly and brought it up to the bed. "Whoa! Heavy stuff."

Finding no card, she opened the paper carefully, looking at it suspiciously as if it were going to jump open by itself at any second.

Once it was open, the inebriated actress found it safe to go on and she opened the lid and found a note on top of the tissue paper: Faith, dear, this is your mother. There are some items in here I thought you and Theresa may enjoy, so go on, open it! I'm so excited!

"Do I want to do this?" she wondered as she unwrapped the first small bundle.

"God, no! Mother!"

Several small plastic pillows of lubricant fell out onto the bed. The actress jumped back like they were on fire. There was another note: These are not only hypoallergenic, but they are unflavored and clearly marked. I don't know that you should put all that flavored sugary nonsense in your potato.

Faith moaned in mortification. The only thing worse than this was if Reece found the package. Unsure if she should proceed to the other three items, Faith weighed each thing in her hands while humming the theme from Jeopardy.

"What is a book, Alex."

Deciding that whatever it was, a mother should probably never give it to her daughter and she put it aside for last.

Taking a medium sized item, she unwrapped it cautiously and slumped down against the headboard with a painful groan. You simply must try this, Faith! I'm telling you, it's even more realistic than the one in the guest room! I also made sure it's a one-size-fits-all (you can never be too careful).

Faith felt a little nauseous. The image of her mother and a dildo just didn't sit right. However, further inspection of this particular dildo proved very interesting. This was a sleeve that fit over any existing toy that they had. Faith tore open the package and felt it. Her eyes widened a bit. "Okay, Mom, you're right... I'll give you that, sickening as the thought may be."

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Reece left the keys to The Lounge with Sarge and left the club. She stood on the sidewalk for a while; sorting through all the feelings that she was experiencing. She was very uncomfortable. Reece never gave a rat's ass about consequences before Faith. Mere months had changed the tall woman in ways she never knew she was capable.

Hell, Christina would still be screaming my name... That thought made the club owner scrunch up her nose in disgust. Shit.

Reece wandered towards the corner to hail a cab, all the while trying to figure out what just caused her to suddenly feel nauseous.

Realizing this was possibly the worst time of the entire year to find a cab, the tall woman sighed heavily and started walking downtown. Passing by the front of The Lounge once again, Reece paused. Maybe I should have a drink... something has to stop my heart from pounding like this. Again, the club owner stopped to think. I bet Faith's probably pissed at me. Maybe I should go home.

One of the off duty cops burst out of the club with a stuffed trash bag. "Whoa! You scared the piss outta me!" he chuckled. "What the hell are you still standing here for? Go get yourself drunk, woman and bring in the New Year with a bang!" he winked and laughed, hefting the big bag on his shoulder and disappearing into the alley.

A tiny part of Reece shivered with the thought of partaking, wondering if anyone would be the wiser if she did just go and fuck some woman senseless. After all, it would be saving Faith from having to face the Animal... she tried to reason with herself.

Yet, that was only a tiny part, the rest of her felt sick again. What is that? She knit her brows and held her stomach.

"Hey, Boss!?"

Reece snapped out of her daze and noticed Cori.

"Want company, gorgeous?"

"I'm not in the mood, Cor," Reece snapped. "Careful, I need my head," the dancer gave her boss an exaggerated scowl. "What's wrong with you?"

Cori knew exactly what was wrong with Reece. She'd had a little chat with a certain bleeding bartender. She just wanted to know how Reece was working this out. The dancer figured her friend was in need of some safe companionship.

"I don't know. I feel sorta sick... I think," the tall woman started to walk with the dancer right besides her.

"Oh, that helps."

"Fuck, Cori! Didn't you hear me? I'm not in the mood for chitchat. Okay?"

"It's guilt, Reece," Cori stated confidently.

"What?" the club owner stopped walking and stood in front of the dancer.

"Guilt. It's what you're feeling now."

"Guilt? Why? I'm not guilty of anything..."The tall woman closed her eyes and stopped walking again. "That's it?" she wondered out loud.

"Reece, I spoke to Chris. I know what happened... nothing. But if I know you, you're beating yourself up over it anyway. When it comes down to it, Reece, you did good. If it means anything, I'm really proud of you," the dancer smiled.

It was true. Immediately assuming the worst upon seeing the bartender stumble out of the office, Cori was stunned to find out Christina was turned down. She felt guilty for not having faith in her friend and was incredibly impressed with her.

Meanwhile, Reece had buried her face in her hands. She had an ache deep in the bottom of her stomach, her heart was beating frantically, her mouth was dry, her head was pounding... and she couldn't stop any of it. This was way outta control. She didn't like it one bit.

Cori jumped out of her skin as Reece suddenly picked up a sidewalk trashcan and threw it. It struck the closed gates of a store and bounced down the street.

"REECE!" The dancer screamed more out of fright than concern. She half expected Reece to flip out sometime tonight, but was caught off guard by this. Cori knew her friend was going to go through one hell of a time understanding her emotions. She was sure it was going to confuse the shit out of her. Reece and confusion usually equaled destruction in one way or another. After Faith voiced her fear of the tall woman hurting herself, Cori had to make sure that she'd be okay. She just wondered if she'd survive.

Cori ran after the tall woman as she went to pick up the empty trashcan again. Unfortunately for her, when she grabbed Reece's arm, the club owner lifted Cori and the can off the ground and over her head. "Reece! Drop it! Please... this area is crawling with cops! It's Times-fucking-Square on New Years!" she panicked.

Reece took a huge gulp of air and dropped both Cori and the garbage can. She felt like she may hyperventilate. She leaned her head on a nearby lamppost. Reece trembled. She was breathing heavily and still felt a need to lash out. Though she physically exerted herself, neither the effort nor the loud noise made her feel any better. "Cor?"

"Reece?" the dancer put her hand on the tall woman's back.

"I'm fucked."

"No, you're not. Go home."

"Home? Faith's there!?" Reece shot up to her full height and her face shone with fear.

"Your point is?"

"I can't see Faith. Not like this," she said rather quietly.

"Sure you can. I'll walk with you. You'll go home and you'll tell Faith how much you love her. She must miss you something awful at this moment."

"Cori? You know me... why are you acting like I can walk in there like nothing happened?" Reece was very frustrated with her friend.

"Well, first of all... nothing did happen. If you told Faith about it, she'd be very proud that you didn't act on the temptation. Second of all, you need to talk to your woman, Reece. You can't keep running away anymore. She worries about you too much. You owe it to her."

"Faith doesn't deserve this. I don't now that I can control my stupid fucking self. I'll wind up hurting her... God, I'm such an asshole!"

"She knows you're an asshole. She loves you anyway and the only way you'll hurt her is if you don't go home and talk to her. Don't sell her short, Reece."

The tall woman began walking again, lost in thought. Every so often, she would frown, bite her lip or shake her head. The dancer rooted for her. She wanted Reece to feel secure with Faith. She wanted the tall woman to run to Faith, not away. Cori stayed by her side waiting, hoping what she said was going to sink in, but from the looks passing over the tall woman's face, the dancer was doubtful of the outcome.

Reece's mind was working a mile a minute. Usually one to work off of pure impulse, this was a strange experience. Thoughts crowded in her head, disjointed and loud. Faith worries? About me? Why? I'm a big girl... maybe she's afraid I'll... or maybe she knew I'd... fuck. Why is this so hard? I'm a shit... I almost let Christina... but wait... I didn't let her, did I? Can Faith understand? Will she still love me? What the hell am I saying? You know you're going to take one look at her in that little black dress and... can she handle it? She did say that she loves all of me... she said she loves The Animal didn't she? So? Wait a minute... all I have to do is talk to her. Tell her I need her, but I... what? I'm afraid? Oh yeah, Reece Corbett... The Animal, is afraid of Faith Ashford. It's not like I have to fuck her, is it? I mean, I can control myself. I refuse to hurt her because I'm weak... WEAK? Did I say WEAK? Oh, god... weak, needy and afraid. Shoot me now. I may as well learn to swoon while I'm at it. Jesus... Hmm... I don't have to tell her exactly, I really only have to tell her I love her. After all, there's nothing but truth in that and if I still need to ravage her, well, then I'll go downstairs and hump a pillow or something. Maybe I'll get drunk. There's that bottle of Champagne...

Eventually Reece reached over and rested her hand on Cori's shoulder. The dancer let out a sigh of relief to feel that hand. It was steady and strong. "You okay?"

"Yeah, thanks, Cori. I'm gonna go home and tell Faith I love her. Maybe hump a pillow," she added with a sly grin.

"Don't take this the wrong way, boss, but I love you for that."

"Cor, I never thought I'd say this, but I think I know what you mean."

The dancer squeezed Reece's hand on her shoulder and smiled knowingly. "Oh, my god... a cab! You okay to go the rest of the way?" Cori hardly waited for an answer before she practically threw herself in front of the vehicle. Reece chuckled and waved.

"Well, Corbett... time to face the woman."

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Reece locked the door behind her and pressed her body against it, breathing a shaky sigh of relief. Home.

The streets were full of drunks and revelers, little packs of out of towners, each one louder and more obnoxious than the rest. She congratulated herself for successfully ignoring any urge to strangle and/or maim these annoyingly festive people. The tall woman kicked off her boots and soaked up the quiet. It calmed her enough to open her eyes and look around. Too quiet. She probably fell asleep waiting for me. "Babe?" Wonder if she's mad? Reece flipped on the lights and peered around. I had to get her out of there... too many assholes. I was protecting her, she's gotta know that.

Looking into the living room, she noticed something odd lying in the middle of the floor and went to investigate. "Faith?" she called out while bending down to retrieve the crumpled stockings. She smirked as she lifted them to her nose. Mmm. Faith. It's what's for dinner.

"Babe?" she called out again.

Yeah, she's out, she thought, somewhat disappointed. Aw, fuck, probably for the better, but how am I going to sleep tonight? Ah, alcohol... The tall woman frowned at the empty bottle of champagne lying on the floor by the recliner. Crap. Looks like Faith already celebrated without me. I don't blame her... I was so stupid tonight.

Wandering into the kitchen, she cursed when her foot landed in a puddle. Peeling off her wet sock, the smell of the expensive bubbly hit her. She's drunk! Reece grinned, suddenly excited. She's probably waiting upstairs for me right now... The club owner peeled off her other sock and headed for the stairs, with visions of her naked girlfriend lying seductively on the bed.

She tore open her pants as she entered the bedroom, only to find Faith sprawled out on the bed in flannel pajamas. Well that serves you right, you think she's always gonna wait for you?

The tall woman dropped her hands to her sides dejectedly and looked at herself in the mirror. Before she had time to beat herself up, the reflection of something colorful caught her eye. Turning to face the bed from a new angle, Reece raised an eyebrow at the wrapping paper, tissue paper and other items surrounding the sleeping woman, who mumbled. "Faith? You up?" she asked quietly.

Climbing onto the bed, the tall woman started investigating the clutter. Interesting... very interesting... she snickered to herself, flipping through the pages of "The Joys Of Lesbian Sex."

She attempted to juggle the little pouches of lube, but failed miserably. Her attention was drawn to some black objects, which, when she grabbed, revealed a note: Don't think I didn't notice those chafe marks, young lady. Doris's daughter, the fashionable lesbian I met at the last P-FLAG get together, told me these were all the rage. You just peel off the back and stick them in your cuffs.

Reece laughed out loud, picturing her lover's face while she read this.

Hmm... not a bad idea... she agreed as she played with the soft, furry inserts. What other goodies did she give us? Reece scanned the bed, her eyes narrowed at the item her snoring lover was clutching in her hand. She carefully extracted it and held it up for inspection. Ooo! I was gonna get this! Cool, Mrs. A!

Faith shifted in her sleep and the club owner's eyes widened. What the hell happened in here? she wondered, half amused, half confused. It seemed every toy they had was in bed with her lover. Reece snickered when she caught herself smelling the newest toy. Nope, not Faith. Musta been seeing if it really did fit them all.

Faith made tasting noises and turned over onto her back. Reece cocked her head at the cute noises and wondered what her lover was tasting in her sleep.

"Faith..." she whispered. Nothing, not even a twitch.

The tall woman bent over to kiss her, smelled the champagne and frowned. She continued, tickling Faith's lips with her tongue and pulled back. Still nothing. "Well, looks like you're gone for the night," she sighed in disappointment.

Reece cleaned up the bed, and read all the notes in the process. She couldn't contain the chuckle reading about Faith's potato and bent over to kiss that, too.

Faith grumbled.

"Oh, that you feel, you horndog," Reece teased her comatose lover and headed for the shower. Standing under the spray, Reece thought about everything and then she rethought it all again. Finally relaxed and feeling much more human, she breathed a sigh of relief. Ahhh... I think I can handle this. Cuddle, and sleep. I could definitely do that.

The tall woman lost track of how long she let the warm water pound at the back of her neck. It felt too good to leave, so she leaned her forearms against the wall and groaned in pleasure.

"Hey, you better not be touching anything that I should be," Faith's sleepy voice broke through her haze.

Reece didn't jump and her heart didn't pound. Instead, a lazy smile slid across her lips. "Mmm... nope. You can't reach this spot, Shorty," she chuckled.

Faith flushed the toilet.

"SHITDAMNFUCK!" the tall, scalded woman threw open the shower curtain and glared at her tormentor, who just happened to look adorable.

"Ooops. Good thing I could reach the flusher," she grinned evilly.

Reece simply chuckled. Faith was wearing a pair of her pajamas, which hung at least three inches past her hands. She was standing on the bottom of the pants and they managed to stay up only because Faith was grasping them at the waist.

"What?" Faith held out the towel for Reece.

"Nothing. You look cute," Reece smiled and shut off the water.

"I missed you. They smelled like you," Faith began to dry her tall wet lover, leering occasionally.

The wandering eyes didn't go unnoticed and Reece began to feel rejuvenated. "I missed you, too," Reece picked up the smaller woman and brought her to bed.

"Hey, you're still wet!"

"No matter..." she smiled wickedly, "I have a feeling I'll be even wetter."

"Are you going to take advantage of me?" Faith poked her tongue out and wet her lips seductively.

"Oh yeah..." Reece growled.

"I was hoping you would. Did you see what Mother brought?"

"Uh huh..." Reece covered Faith's body with her naked one and bent for a kiss.

Faith groaned. It was going to be one hell of a new year.

It was very early New Year's Day. Two figures lay snuggled under the comforter, arms and legs tangled together. Dark hair draped over blonde, as Reece rested her cheek on Faith's forehead. The smaller woman snored slightly, her partner breathed evenly and deeply, ruffling the light hair with each exhale.

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Cori and Violet had been up all night.

The dancer arrived home to find a trash bag on her doorstep. At first, Cori was leery of the bag (this was New York) and she sidestepped it, giving it a nudge with her toe. The bag wriggled and yipped. The dancer shrieked and Violet came running outside in her underwear, armed with a teakettle and a fork.

"Holy shit, Cor! You fucking scared the life out of me!"

"And what were you going to do to save me, make tea?"

After the piercer caught her breath, she and Cori opened the bag carefully and jumped back, waiting. Violet lifted the fork, just in case. Three little black puppies came stumbling out, shivering, weak and hungry.

"Holy crap!" Violet squatted down to get a better look.

"Jesus, Vi, they fit inside my hand! What the hell are they?"

The dancer marveled at the tiny dogs. She had never seen something so small. She cuddled all three against her chest to try and warm them."If I'm correct, they look like itty-bitty Dobermans. I bet they're Miniature Pinchers. God, they're adorable." Violet took one away from her lover and snuggled it. The little pup tried to suckle her earlobe and yipped. "Let's get them inside and find something to feed them..."

And so, the two new mommies were kept awake by their brood. Each time one nodded off, a pup would whimper and whine, prompting another cuddle and kiss. Both mommies were tired and cranky.

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Reece stretched out her legs and curled back up, snuggling closer to Faith. Faith adjusted, backing her rear into the warmth behind her. Reece pulled the actress impossibly closer, burying her face in the back of Faith's neck. Both women smiled contentedly in their sleep.

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Violet yawned violently and gathered the three animals inside her coat, following Cori on her mission to spread the joy.

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Reece stirred, her subconscious alerting her to something, but not sure what. The club owner sluggishly fought the warning, grunting and throwing a leg over Faith. Her sleeping mind registering her lover intact, she fell back into her dreams.

"You could just puke," Cori barely whispered.

"Go on... do it," Violet prompted.

The dancer tiptoed into the bedroom and carefully placed the three puppies in front of Faith. Then she high-tailed it back into the hallway.

Faith mumbled and laid her arm out on the bed. Something licked her hand. She balled up her fist and stuck it under her head. Something licked her eye. She frowned in her sleep and covered her face with her other hand. Something bit her elbow. Her eyes flew open and she was face to nose with the smallest most adorable puppy she had ever seen. Immediately alarmed she tried to sit up, but realized she was being held rather protectively and stretched her neck to investigate the snicker.

Cori and Violet waved conspiratorially from the hallway.

Faith wiped her eyes; only to find she wasn't seeing things, there really were three and one seemed to be trying to climb over her to Reece. Oh, this will never do... Faith worried.

Cori also felt apprehensive. Only now did she realize in all the years she knew the club owner, she never once saw her interact with an animal. She started to step into the room when Violet pointed out that the puppy had wandered around to the foot of the bed, directly to the tall woman's toes.

Three women cringed in preparation.

"NNnnyyyiiiiii!!!!!" Reece was hopping on one foot, holding the other, looking frantically around until she lost her balance and fell on her ass.

Unable to contain herself, Faith burst out in hysterics. Cori and Violet followed suit and Reece frowned furiously at all of them. Violet sobered slightly at the sight of Reece's naked tits jiggling as she stood up.

The half dazed club owner was a sight in her backwards pajama pants and her hair a wreck. "Something bit me," she whined.

When Reece turned around to look at the bed, the dancer had a good view of her ass through the open fly on her pj's and her laughter renewed. Cori ran to the bathroom in what Faith figured was an emergency pee.

"Hon..." Faith was desperately trying to control herself, but it wasn't working. "Oh, god... look..." she attempted an explanation by holding up a puppy.

"What the fuck is that?" the tall woman stepped closer, squinting at the dog.

"It's a puppy, Reece," Violet offered through her tears of laughter.

"It's a rat," Reece declared confidently.

"Hey!" Faith gathered the puppies and snuggled them. "They're adorable."

Reece stubbornly sat on the bed and wrapped the blanket around her breasts. She was very embarrassed and was glad Cori wasn't in the room to lay into her about her little dance. Puppies... she snorted to herself, still angry at being wakened like that.

"Where'd you get them?" Faith asked as she kissed one puppy and let the others cavort on the bed.

"Hey, those weren't walking around on the sidewalk and now walking on my pillows..."

"Please, Reece..." Cori rolled her eyes.

"Did ya make it, babe?" Violet teased her girlfriend.

"Yeah, just about. Don't make me laugh like that again after so much coffee."

"Shoulda peed yourself. Dropping rats on my bed..."

"Oh, come on, baby... look at..." Faith paused and lifted one up for inspection, "...him! It's a boy!"

"And two girls. We found them on the stoop in a bag last night, or rather this morning." To make her point clear, Cori yawned widely.

"Oh, my god! Who would do something like that? What are you going to do with them?" Faith was growing very attached to this little boy and kissed it on the nose. It licked her in the mouth.

"Blech. Don't kiss me until you wash your mouth. You know where they lick."

"Reece you can't be serious?" Faith was astonished that her lover didn't share her love of animals.

"Well they do," Reece scrunched up her nose in disgust.

"You're just jealous cuz you can't lick yourself."

"Shut up, Freak."

"We can't keep them in the apartment now, but since we're moving in two weeks... we figured maybe you can..."

"Sure!" Faith gushed. "Look at their cute little skinny legs!"

Reece had her mouth hanging open and was positive the word "no" was going to spring forth adamantly, but just seeing Faith's expression while she played with the puppies made her hesitate long enough for her lover to answer.

"Reece?" Cori asked with a tremendous pout.

The club owner rolled her eyes.

Faith held a puppy up to Reece's face and animated his paws. "Pweese Weece... we have no pwace to go. Sniff sniff... We are so vewy teensy and need wots of cuddles."

"Jesus, Faith!! Okay!" Reece threw her hands up in the air, defeated. "Just don't blame me if I squash one by accident. I have big feet," she snickered.

"Reece Corbett, don't you even joke about hurting these beautiful babies! She didn't mean that. She's just cranky cuz mommy Faith passed out cold and she didn't get any last night."

Cori raised her eyebrow at Reece who scowled.

"It's not like I didn't try, Reece," Faith explained. "I did, after all, drink the whole bottle of champagne."

"S'okay," the club owner pouted, then glared at Cori.

Cori ran over to Faith for protection, stuck her tongue out at her friend and did the "neener neener" dance.

"Don't push me, Freak." Reece stomped out of the room as threatening as one could be while topless, with their ass poking through the back of their pants.

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Reece grumbled around the house all morning. She had every intention of picking up from where Faith fell asleep last night. But nooo... Thank you, Freak. She was irritable and wanted to get laid. She made a few comments, but nobody paid her any mind and when Cori and Violet left, Reece settled for pouting alone in the kitchen.

"Baby! You have see this," Faith giggled from the living room.

This was the millionth time Reece had to see something already and she rolled her eyes before sliding her chair back to look in on Faith. One pup was on Faith's head. Its spindly stick-figure legs splayed out in all directions and it was chewing on her hair.

"He's gonna pee on you."

"You're such a grouch, Reece. Go ahead, brood."

Reece sighed. She had to admit, it was funny in an "it's gonna pee on your head" kind of way. She pursed her lips and got out of her chair. Faith sure loves them and I've never seen her smile so much. But they're romping... I don't think I've ever seen something that tiny romp. She eyed the puppies sideways as they frolicked. Nothing ever frolicked in my house either.

Faith glanced secretly at Reece. She could tell her lover was softening to the puppies. Reece was almost smiling as she stood there watching. They'll get to you yet, Reece, she vowed, then giggled as one of the pups tried to climb inside her sweatshirt.

Reece grinned. That must be the boy... he's got good taste. Wait a second!? Can dogs be gay? Cuz I think it was a girl...

"Hon? Whatcha thinking?" Reece raised an eyebrow in amusement and then chuckled softly, "You truly don't want to know." She shook her head and returned to the kitchen.

"Oh, Auntie Reece loves you, don't you worry, babies."

Reece groaned out loud.

"Hey babe? What are we going to name them? We have to get them some food and some toys. Oh, and maybe we can find some cutie little sweaters and matching collars..."

The club owner banged her forehead on the table and slid down.

"Do you think we need three beds or they'll share one? Maybe they'll sleep with us, that would be so precious."

Reece aimed a pretend gun at her temple and pulled the trigger.

"Oh, and wee wee pads. This is so much fun! It works out just fine that I'm on hiatus now, I can take care of these little babies..."

"Faith, you do realize they're going back with Vi and Cori when they get settled?"

"Of course I do... Reece? Why are you sprawled out like that and halfway under the table?"

"Get that rat off my counter. I make food up there," the tall woman crinkled her nose.

"Oh, really, Reece," Faith shooed the club owner away and poured herself a cup of coffee. "If you're so concerned, then you'll come with me while I take them to the Vet."

"Aw, Faith. I don't do doctors."

The actress turned around to look at her lover. Reece sounded pitiful and she had to see it for herself. "Why?"

"I just don't. You go on and take them."

"I need help with them, babe, at least until I get something to carry them in."

"Take my old gym bag." Reece offered.

"Ew, baby. I'd like them alive, please. Oh, there's that pet shop on Christopher Street. Why don't you go and get them something to travel in and some food, too."

"Yeah, whatever," the tall woman grinched her way upstairs.

"Oh, and Reece," Faith called up after her, "some bowls, too."

"Good grief, Faith!" she slipped on her gym shoes and frowned.

"You want to stay and look after them while I go?" Faith snickered.

"I'm going... I'm going," Reece put on her jacket and pinched up her face when Faith shoved a puppy at her.

"Kiss Auntie Reece goodbye, Thelma."

"What?" Reece practically leaned over backwards as a tiny tongue traveled the length of her cheek.

"This is Thelma, that's Louise and that one, is Smudge."

"Oh, boy. You won't mind if I just address them as 'hey dog'," Reece grimaced again. "Would you stop licking me?!"

"Oh, I never thought I'd hear you say that," Faith chuckled. "Hear that, Thelma?"

The tall woman wiggled away and left Faith to romp and frolic with her puppies.

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The man behind the counter at the pet store sensed Reece's confusion, but with the pained look on her face, he was wary to ask.

The tall woman wandered around the small store with no idea in the world what to buy. Finally, she came to a stop in front of the counter. "Hey, I have three dogs, about the size of rats," she declared.

"Uhm... and?" the clerk cocked his head.

"I need dog stuff," Reece folded her arms.

"No kidding. What 'stuff' do you need?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Bowls, food, something to carry them in, something to pee on..."

"What kind of dogs do you have?"

"I don't know," she began to get frustrated. "They're tiny little things with toothpick legs. I told you, they're the size of rats."

The man came out from behind the counter. "Follow me, please."

They came to a stop at the window full of tiny puppies. Reece made a face at the pug. Ew, it's so ugly, it's almost a pity.

"Any of these ring a bell?" he asked sarcastically.

"Don't patronize me," she growled. "Like a Taco Bell dog with longer legs."

"Oooohh. I think you have Min Pins."

"No, I have dogs."

"Right," he grinned. "Okay, I'll get you some things. Any color preference? Girls? Boys? Puppies? Adults?"

"Puppies. Two girls and a boy."

He disappeared behind a display and Reece picked up a doggie T-Shirt that said, "Gay Dog". Hmmm... She picked through the shirts and things, grinning and snickering at the sayings. Might have to come back here and pick up some of these.

"Here ya go. Two bowls, puppy chow, wee wee pads, a floor tray to put them in and some treats. I need you to take a look at the carry cases we have, you may want to go for some of the soft bags. Would you like some collars?"

"Crap. I don't know. Look, hold these things here. I'll have my girlfriend come in and pick everything out," she hung her head and left.

"The poor butch, not a clue in the world what she's gotten into," he snickered.

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"Hi, I'm Faith, my girlfriend left some things here..."

"Yes, I've been expecting you," he smirked at the cute little blonde.

"Well? What are you looking at?" Faith asked defensively.

"Oh! I'm terribly sorry. It's just..." he shook his head, a look of surprise on his face. "How do you walk around with the weight of that one wrapped around your finger?" he blurted.

Faith laughed loudly.

Relieved, the clerk joined her.

"I apologize for her behavior. I guess her attitude wasn't pleasant, huh?"

"She's a bit much," he made a tiny gesture with his fingers.

"I really am sorry," Faith hung her head.

"No apology needed, she's very easy on the eyes," he winked and came out from behind the counter. "I made four sales from the women who followed her in."

Faith giggled. "Okay, whattya got?"

"She bailed on the carry cases. They're over here. I suggest with Min Pins you take a soft case, they're very fragile as pups."

Faith nodded.

"And you'll need some sweaters, they're too small for a New York winter."

"Okie Doke. Point the way, my good man," Faith's nose crinkled as she smiled.

"Well, I can see what that big one sees in you, you're quite charming."

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Reece was sitting on the floor in the living room, staring at the puppies. At first, she was crawling all over the floor chasing after the errant pup, but got annoyed when she realized she was on her hands and knees. If she was going to be crawling around in this position, she better damn well be getting something, other than rug burn, in return. Fed up with trying to corral the tiny dogs, she constructed a fort out of the couch cushions and pillows. The little dogs were shivering, so inside she spread out the blanket from the guest room. "If one of you pees on my blanket, I'll squish you," she warned. One pup yipped and she picked it up. "Rule number one, no talking back. Hey, I'm talking to you, look at me," she brought it to her face. Its little tongue snaked up her nostril. "Oh, man, that's disgusting."

Faith bustled in the door with a load of bags. She raised an eyebrow at Reece's appalled expression. "Reece? What's wrong? Are they okay?"

"It picked my nose!" she looked absolutely horrified.

Faith dropped the bags and broke out in laughter.

"I'm glad you find that amusing! It was gross," she placed the puppy back in its makeshift pen and gathered the bags.

"Oh, Reece, I love you," Faith wheezed between laughs.

"You're just lucky I love you, Faith Ashford, these things have tried my... Shit! It crapped! It crapped on my blanket! Great!"

Another burst of hysterics escaped Faith as Reece held the dog at arms length with two fingers, her nose was so scrunched her eyes nearly disappeared.

"God! What the hell did they eat!? For a rat, you goddamned stink!"

"Oh god... oh... Reece... give it to me..." Faith gasped. Faith held the pup up to her face and it licked her whole face. "Louise, that was a bad girl. No poopydoops on the blankie."

"Poopydoops?! Faith, it's a crap and it stinks!"

"Oh, you big fat baby. Go empty the bags and I'll clean up. Nice playpen, by the way," the actress teased.

"It was either that or I locked them in the closet. They're fascinated by the tree." The club owner rooted through the bags. "Faith, this is a bit excessive."

Faith looked at the three tiny coats her lover was dangling off her finger. "They're tiny dogs, Hon, they get cold."

"No, a Rottweiller is a dog, a Pit Bull is a dog... those are rats," she made squeaky noises.

"You're going to give them a complex."

"I'll bring home a real Doberman and give them a heart attack," the tall woman brought the dog bowls into the kitchen and laid them on the new placemat.

"Reece, that's not nice... they're precious," Faith grinned. Reece was definitely warming up to them. She watched as her tall lover filled the bowls and selected a place for the "bathroom".

"In this case, size matters, Faith," Reece teased.

"Don't you listen to Auntie Reece..."

"Oh, that has got to stop," Reece crossed her arms and tapped her foot.

Faith raised an eyebrow in defiance.

Reece cocked her head and aimed a narrow-eyed glare of intimidation.

Faith mimicked her move with a wagging finger.

Reece let out a frustrated growl and flung her arms in the air, returning to the safety of the kitchen, mumbling under her breath.

"Yes, how do I walk around with her sitting in the palm of my hand?" Faith snickered.

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"Reece, stop it!" Faith smacked her lover's hand again. "We're in the doctor's office!"

"I was just trying to pet Thelma," she feigned innocence. "Is it my fault she's in your coat?

"It's Smudge and yes, it is your fault. If you didn't scare him to death he wouldn't have thrown up in the carrier." Faith was livid when she found Reece swinging the carrier around in a circle.

"It was a gravity experiment. Their feet never left the bottom of the bag."

"Well just for that, Sir Newton, you have to hold Thelma and Louise on the way home."

"It wouldn't be so bad if it were Geena Davis and Susan Sarandon," Reece pursed her lips.

"I hope they pee on you."

"Oh, how original."

The doctor gave back the girls and Faith handed them to Reece. The tall woman thought about intimidating, but decided not to waste a good glare when she was only going to wind up losing. With a sigh, she placed them in her jacket, grabbed the empty carrier and paid the bill. Meeting her lover outside, Reece took her hand.

"I hope you're happy, Reece," Faith said with a tight face.

"Huh?"

"He just peed on me."

"Way to go, Smudge!" she reached into Faith's coat,;held up one of his tiny paws and then high-fived it.

Reece was sitting in the recliner, absently flipping through the channels on the TV. She found herself watching Faith and the puppies more than the tube and finally clicked it off. "Babe? Where are they going to sleep?"

"In the bed that I got."

"You know they aren't going to stay in that bed you bought. They're going to be wandering around leaving presents all over the house." Reece got up from the chair and kneeled by Faith.

"I suppose you're right. We're going to have to block off an area. Maybe the kitchen, there's no carpet in there in case of an accident," the actress smiled as Thelma and Smudge suddenly flopped down into a nap.

"Who's this again?" Reece asked of the awake pup.

"Louise." Faith watched as Louise sniffed her siblings and climbed on top of them to join in a nap. The actress turned to her lover, "Reece, maybe they should sleep in our room. You know, in case they are afraid or something."

The club owner knew it was coming. She had already laid out a bunch of wee wee pads on the floor by Faith's side of the bed and blocked it off with cardboard, but hearing Faith beg made her feel a little less whipped than she had been feeling lately. "Hmmm, I don't know," she feigned annoyance.

"Please, honey?" Faith crawled onto Reece's lap and her lower lip poked out.

"Maybe you should sleep in the kitchen with them."

"Pretty please?" the actress nuzzled into Reece's neck and sighed. It was meant to be a coaxing tactic, but the smell of Reece made her weak. She kissed the soft skin under her lover's chin.

Blue eyes fluttered closed momentarily, until she realized that as long as those puppies were around, she wasn't going to get any. She sat back on her heels and frowned. Faith burrowed in her hair and Reece groaned when she felt the warm breath on the back of her neck.

"Mmm. You smell so good, baby. I promise to clean up after them if they make a mess." Faith's mouth began wandering. Reece adjusted her head accommodating to her every move.

"Okay. They can stay in our room. Oh, god..." Faith's tongue snaked into her ear.

"Thank you, baby."

"Don't start something you can't finish, Faith," she warned.

"Who says I won't finish," the actress breathed, moving to straddle Reece's thighs.

Reece brought her hands down and slid them under Faith's bottom, lifting her higher and closer, prompting her to wrap her legs around her back. The need Reece had been holding back surfaced like a gusher.

"Yeah Reece..." Faith urged as her lover stood and carried her to the couch.

"You have no idea how much I've been wanting this," the club owner breathed against her lover's lips before covering them with her own.

"Yes," Faith agreed with an enthusiastic hip grind.

Reece laid the smaller woman down on the couch and was pulled down on top of her by the legs around her waist. She was immediately, painfully aroused and was in a hurry to undress.

Seeing Reece frantically pulling at her clothes caused Faith to groan. It was apparent that her lover was in a rare mood, one where she wanted her own release first. This thrilled Faith. She hardly ever had the chance to make love to Reece first. Her mouth watered in anticipation. She scooted up into a sitting position, blatantly leered at Reece's nakedness and licked her lips.

Reece groaned and shivered.

Oh yeah... she definitely needs this.

Faith lowered her head and lifted her eyes in a truly seductive gesture and Reece felt herself get wet. The expression on Faith's face clearly showed that she understood Reece's need.

"My baby needs something?" she asked cockily.

Reece nodded, "You... real bad."

Faith reached her hand out and Reece practically jumped on top of it. Both women gasped. "God, Reece, is all this for me?!" Faith shuddered.

The club owner groaned and nodded again.

Faith had the incredible urge to have Reece climb up and straddle her face, but she sensed that, for now, Reece would never do it. She slid her fingers around and Reece moved closer to her. Faith wanted to open her eyes and see Reece's glorious body tremble above her. God, I've gotta get her up there! Faith could almost feel those thighs trembling on either side on her face. Looking into Reece's eyes at this moment, made her only want it more. She reached out her other hand and grasped a tight thigh. She pulled slightly and Reece stiffened. "C'mere." Faith pulled again.

"Faith... I don't know that I can..."

"You wanted to so badly on Christmas... I want to taste you, please?"

"You were tied up then, it was different." The club owner's eyes narrowed when her lover's fingers stopped moving. "Faith..." she growled.

"Here, I have an idea." Faith reluctantly took her hand from its warm wet haven and adjusted herself so she was sitting properly on the couch. Reece raised an eyebrow.

"Faith, I'd have to be standing on the couch..."

"Exactly. You're not exactly in a submissive position then, are you?"

"I don't know..." Reece's eyes darted around nervously. She stood up in front of the couch.

Faith felt sympathy for her lover. She didn't want her to do something she was uncomfortable with, but she wanted to get her way, too. A thought occurred to her and she smiled devilishly. She slid off the couch between Reece's legs, all the while never wiping the sexy smile from her face.

"Oh... I guess..." The tall woman stopped speaking and gasped as the tip of Faith's tongue grazed her wetness.

Faith frowned. She could only reach Reece with the tip of her tongue. Being able to look up into her wet center and not be able to taste it was driving her crazy. Reece would either have to squat or Faith was going to have to tuck her legs under herself to make herself taller... and still she wasn't going to be able to bury her face as she desperately wanted. Reece was going to have to accommodate. Faith continued to tease Reece with the very tip of her tongue as she thought of options.

Reece moaned and leaned forward, propping her hands on the back of the couch, enabling herself to see Faith licking her. Her lover was straining to reach her and she knew if Faith kept that up, she'd hurt herself.

The actress nearly swooned as she felt Reece take a step backwards. She glanced up and into half lidded baby blues that fluttered closed as she dragged her tongue across the more available wetness.

"Faith... yes... harder," the club owner grunted and moved her hips.

The actress couldn't go any harder. She stretched her neck to the limit and growled with frustration. Determined, she grabbed Reece's legs roughly and shoved them back further. The tall woman jerked a bit, but complied and now she was in an even more vulnerable position than if she would have simply sat on Faith's face in the first place.

"Oh, Reece, this is so hot," Faith groaned and plunged her tongue inside.

Reece's eyes opened wide and she locked them on Faith's. She couldn't believe the position she was in. She was astounded that she wasn't feeling the least bit of trepidation and marveled at how good Faith felt this way. In fact, she wished she could spread her legs even wider.

Faith felt her underwear drench and she shivered. She was surprised to find herself so turned on by Reece's position and was powerless to stop her hand from pressing against the crotch of her jeans. Reece leaned forward even more in an attempt to see Faith's tongue touch her. Her long limbs were nearly spread-eagle and Faith couldn't stand it any more. She opened her jeans and reached inside with a groan.

Reece couldn't see the action, but had some idea what was going on as Faith's tongue took up a more rapid pace. She looked into sparkling green eyes and they conveyed deep pleasure. Reece saw her own wetness glisten on Faith's face and it drove her insane. She rocked her hips and clutched the couch tightly. "God, that's so incredible," she whispered. The tall woman started to move with Faith. The frantic pace of her lover's tongue was making her legs shake and soon had to rest a knee up on the couch.

Faith felt the leg by her head and silently screamed. She slid her hand out from her pants and wiped her wet fingers up the front of Reece's stomach.

The tall woman moaned, the sticky trails on her skin confirming where Faith's other hand had been. "Turn around so I can see you do that..." she whispered hoarsely.

Faith shook her head. She wanted the club owner on her face. She squeezed Reece's thigh and started to slide up onto the couch. "Come on baby... come here." She licked Reece's juices off her lips and stripped off her clothes.

The club owner needed a second to regroup. Seeing Faith's lips shining with her own arousal made Reece whimper. Watching the tongue that was pleasuring her so thoroughly poke out made her sweat. Watching her strip was a two-gulp affair, but the look on Faith's face when she spoke again was her undoing.

"I need you to come all over my face, Reece," the actress threw her head back and groaned.

Without warning, Reece pushed Faith down on the couch and straddled her face, lowering herself to the hungry mouth below.

"Oh, god, yes!" Faith felt light headed. Reece was sitting on her face.

Reece let out a strangled growl as Faith pulled her weight completely down. It felt as if she had more than one mouth and the club owner had to look down to see for herself. The lust in the green eyes shining up from between her legs caused a gush of wetness to escape and Reece growled as the strong tongue swiped down at her entrance to gather it.

Faith let out a long "mmm".

"Shit..." Reece jerked from the vibrations. Faith was avoiding her clit and it needed attention, but from this position, Reece could not do anything. She dropped her hands down on the armrest and ground into Faith's face. Desperate for relief, she rubbed her clit up and down on Faith's tongue, unaware of what the display was doing to her lover.

Faith dug her nails into Reece's ass as the arousal slid between her own ass cheeks. Reece riding her face had her on the very edge of orgasm. She crossed her legs tightly, trying to quench the flames between them; she thought she might burst from excitement. Reece's tits were moving deliciously as she rocked forward and back, she had sucked her bottom lip into her mouth and was making little groans each time she rocked back. Faith decided to give Reece release before she herself came from the visual alone. The actress locked her arms around her tall lover's back and wrapped her lips around her hard clit.

"Fuck, Faith! Oh, yeah... that's it..." Reece urged breathlessly.

The actress rubbed her face and chin back and forth, emitting hungry groans, the feeling shooting shock waves through Reece's clit. The sensations overwhelmed her and Reece whimpered. She started bucking erratically and Faith's heart began thumping wildly. She had no idea what to expect from Reece, never having had her come up there before. She could see her abs ripple and clench and she glanced up in time to see her squeeze her eyes shut and clench her teeth.

"SHIT! Oh... here goes..." Strong fingers absently gripped Faith's head and held it tightly in place. Reece tried to warn Faith. She tried to be aware of her movements too, but her thighs tensed reflexively and her body shuddered spastically. She heard herself yell but then only heard the blood rushing in her head.

Faith watched Reece's orgasm from a new angle. It amazed her to see her nipples harden as stiffly as they did while she came; she never noticed that before. She groaned as she felt Reece's ass cheeks flexing and jumping in her hands. Dark hair blanketed her face, but Faith knew what it looked like. She was too entranced by the whole package. That is amazing... I think I'm going to come!

Faith shook out her legs and fought her own climax to thoroughly enjoy the one she was indulging in.

Reece calmed down enough to loosen her grip on Faith's head. She unclenched her thighs and backed up enough to drop her head on Faith's shoulder. "I'm sorry, babe..." she panted, blindly rubbing the actress's head.

"You didn't hurt me, Reece. In fact..." she took Reece's hand and put it between her legs.

"Oh yeah..." Reece purred and lifted her head to watch Faith's face as she entered her.

Faith waited. And waited. She lifted her hips a bit. "Reece?" she whined. "Not now... please, I need you!"

"They're staring at me," she whispered.

"What?"

"The rats, they're watching me," she whispered again. "Oh god... do you think they watched me when..?"

I don't believe this... "Ignore them... please."

"But, babe!"

"Oh, good god. You never cared about an audience before, why now?" Faith was clawing at Reece's forearm.

"They're babies."

"Reece Corbett, if you don't fuck me immediately you will be infinitely punished!" Faith grabbed Reece's wrist with both hands and pushed as she lifted her hips.

The second the club owner's fingers were surrounded by Faith, she lost all thoughts of the puppies.

Faith groaned deeply as she was filled. She met Reece's lips in an open-mouthed kiss and sucked on her tongue. Reece sped up her movements and Faith whimpered into her mouth. "Oh, god... It's right there... more Reece!" she demanded.

"But if I do that babe..."

"Please do it," Faith pled.

Reece withdrew her fingers and rubbed the third one in the abundant lubrication. She slid them halfway in and Faith thrust up, burying them completely.

"Yessssss!"

Reece raised both eyebrows at the ease she encountered. She watched Faith closely and the look on her face was exquisite as she began thrusting in and out. She reached under the actress's T-shirt and toyed with her nipple ring. Faith gasped.

"Oh, Reece... I can't..." she whined in frustration.

The club owner had a feeling Faith held back an orgasm and now she was in that place where she was hanging at the edge. She knew what would bring her over and slid her body down between the outstretched thighs. "You have no idea how insanely jealous I am of my fingers, Faith. God, they're so lucky."

The actress whimpered and pulled Reece's head down.

The tall woman smirked and swiped her tongue over the swollen nub and Faith jumped and moaned.

"Reece, please..." she breathed.

By the desperation in Faith's voice, Reece knew her stay would be short. She sucked the hard bit of flesh into her mouth and picked up the speed of her fingers. She batted her tongue over the engorged tip only seconds before Faith's orgasm burst through her loudly. Reece replaced her mouth with her other hand and sat up on her heels to witness this magnificent thing. Faith's body doubled into itself as she twisted on her hand. Reece wiggled her fingers and her lover screamed her name, making the club owner's heart pound. She wanted this to last a long time and drew it out as long as faith would allow.

Finally, the actress grasped the long arm between her legs and stilled it. She was exhausted after such an explosion, but was reluctant to let Reece remove her fingers for fear it would start off more aftershocks. "Can't you just leave them there forever?" she sighed contentedly.

"As much as I'd love to, we'd draw crowds in the supermarket." Reece kissed Faith gently and eased her fingers out.

"Oohhhh... mmm..." the actress wiggled around in pleasure lifting her arms way up over her head.

"You are insatiable," Reece teased, licking her fingers.

"And you are so fucking hot," Faith narrowed her eyes at Reece's tongue.

"Would you like to take this upstairs?" Reece wiggled her eyebrows.

"Absolutely. But you're going to have to carry me."

"Hey, you really wouldn't have punished me forever would you?" Reece wondered.

"No, I just would have told my mother on you."

"Oh, no! That is punishing me forever Faith," Reece pouted. "They were watching me, you know."

Faith giggled and kissed Reece's shoulder. "My big strong baby. I love you."

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Once in the bedroom, Faith slapped Reece on the naked ass.

"What the fuck?!" Reece growled, unable to rub the sting out with her hands full.

"You shithead! You already had the room set up for the puppies!"

The club owner flashed a lopsided grin and shrugged, dropping Faith onto the bed.

"You can't cocky grin your way outta this one. Okay, wise ass, now you go down and get them."

"But, Faith..."

"You better hurry or I'll start without you." She rubbed her nipples with both hands and writhed around for Reece's benefit.

"Aw, crap!" Reece stopped in the doorway to see Faith's hand snaking its way down her stomach. "Hey! Slow down..." she growled as she flew out the door.

Faith reached under the bed and pulled out their new present, slid it over her favorite toy and laid it on her belly. She chuckled as she heard Reece commanding the puppies to be good on her way back up the stairs and replaced her hands in the position Reece last saw them.

The club owner stopped in her tracks when she saw the addition.

Faith rubbed the toy on her stomach and moaned. "You'd better hurry..." she teased.

"I just gotta wash my hands..."

Reece dropped the puppies in their spot, gave them a treacherous glare and bolted into the bathroom. Faith had to snicker at her enthusiasm. When the club owner jumped on the bed, her hands were still wet.

"Reece, you're dripping all over the place."

The tall woman climbed over and lowered her sex onto her stomach. "Why yes, care to do something about it?"

Faith grinned wildly, "How do you feel about getting fucked?" She rested the dildo against her chin.

Reece thought about it for a minute while Faith's heart pounded in her ears. "I have to be on top... okay?"

"Anything you want, love." Faith was grateful for her acting abilities or Reece would have just been witness to a naked happy dance all over the bed.

Reece leaned over and kissed Faith passionately. Their hands began to wander to all their favorite places. The kissing progressed to near frantic proportions and Reece was beginning to squirm. "I am so ready for you, Faith," she looked at her lover with want written all over her face.

The actress was so turned on already that she only nodded and swallowed. Reece would be the death of her, she was sure of it.

"You wanna use your hands or a harness?" she whispered into the small ear.

"Harness. I want to hold you," Faith's voice was deep and hoarse.

Reece winked at the obvious excitement, got up, retrieved the harness and put it on Faith, attaching the dildo.

Faith watched through dazed eyes. She was more than eager to see her lover fucking her.

When she was finished, Reece slid back up Faith's body. "You wanna do this so bad, don't you?" she purred, pinching Faith's nipple teasingly.

"Oh, god, yes." Faith covered Reece's hand and pressed it harder into her breast.

Reece took some time adoring Faith's breasts before she could wait no longer. She positioned herself over the dildo and brought Faith's hand to it, replacing her own.

"Hold it still, baby," she whispered into Faith's ear and pressed down.

The actress gasped as she felt Reece's lips enclose the shaft. The tall woman groaned into her ear as she slid further down, meeting Faith's fingers.

"Faith, you feel so good... move your hand." Reece drew back her head to look at Faith, arched her back and filed herself completely. "Oh, fuck, that's good," she groaned and rocked slowly.

Faith was in awe. She thought she'd be doing Reece, but Reece was in complete control and it was gorgeous. The actress finally had the sense to move her hands and clutched at Reece's arms. Her lover was rocking on top of her and she broke out of her daze when Reece moaned deeply. She new what Reece was doing, she'd been in that position many times to know her lover was rubbing her clit against the harness. She also knew this was making her good and wet so she could get good and fucked. The thought made Faith shudder and she became a participant. "Feels good doesn't it, Reece?" Faith scratched her nails up towards her strong shoulders and back down again.

"Oh, yeah," she growled.

"Mmm. I know." Faith closed her eyes to call up that particular feeling. When she opened them, her lover was sucking on her bottom lip and moaning. "You must be so wet by now." Faith reached out to both Reece's breasts and squeezed the nipples hard.

The club owner gyrated. "Dripping."

"Then fuck me." Faith twisted the nipples. Faith's mouth went dry as her lover moved her hands to rest on her shoulders and arranged herself on her knees.

"Say it again, Faith," she breathed raggedly. "You know what it does."

"Fuck me," she croaked.

Reece leaned her weight on Faith's shoulders, lifted herself up and slowly lowered herself back down. Faith watched with pure lust as Reece continued to ride her. The actress wanted so badly to hold her tall lover but couldn't move her arms with Reece leaning on them. She would have been angry that she was being used as a sex toy if Reece weren't so fucking breathtaking. Faith tore her eyes away from the vision on top of her to what was going on between their legs. She groaned loudly at the sight of the dildo buried between Reece's lips.

"Look's so hot, huh?" the tall woman panted, catching Faith's gaze.

Faith swallowed hard and refocused on the sight above her. Reece's palms felt moist and hot, beads of sweat started forming on her skin. One drip was making its way down the side of the club owner's neck and Faith tried to reach out to touch it.

Reece must have felt Faith trying to move her arms because she moved her hands behind her to Faith's thighs. "God, your thighs are rock hard..." Reece observed breathlessly as she moved with a new rhythm.

Raking her eyes over the new sight before her, Faith thought she might have an out of body experience. It can't get any better than this.

Green eyes met blue as Reece's eyelids fluttered and her pace quickened. The club owner dug her fingers into Faith's thighs and looked down to where they connected. This was something she only imagined doing, never dreaming she'd give this much of herself, be this open with anyone. "I can't believe I'm fucking you like this," Reece whispered, slightly embarrassed.

Yes, it does get better... "God, you're so hot, Reece. Don't stop," Faith urged.

Reece looked away. Her grip loosened on Faith's thighs and Faith was afraid she may back out.

"Reece, come here, I need to hold you."

The tall woman sat up and dropped heavily on to Faith, groaning in her ear as she was filled in a new way. Crouched on top of her lover with her knees at her elbows, Reece was so open.

"Yes baby... feel me inside... feels so good." Faith dug her nails into Reece's ass, and braced her feet into the mattress.

"So fucking good..." the club owner growled and adjusted to the new position. Her head snapped up as Faith thrust up into her, meeting her, filling her.

"That's it, Reece... fuck me."

"Uuh..." Reece grunted wordlessly as Faith pumped into her deliciously.

"Will you turn over?" Faith purred.

"No..." Reece squeezed her eyes shut.

"It's okay, baby... this is soo good," Faith reassured her lover and pulled her down into a wild kiss. She was a bit confused at Reece's inability to kiss properly until she heard and felt the small whimpers in her throat. Oh, shit! She's going to come and I'm not even touching her clit!

Reece broke the kiss and her head fell to her lover's shoulder heavily. "Oh, god, Faith... I don't believe it..."

Reece's inner muscles clamped down on the dildo and Faith could feel the tension as she thrust up inside. "Yes, Reece... yes, baby..." Faith longed to see her lover's face.

"Fuck... I'm gonna come..." shocked, Reece sounded like she was asking a question.

Strong legs clamped into Faith's sides and Reece stopped moving entirely. Faith thrust upwards with renewed energy. The tall woman's body shook violently and her pelvis ground purposefully into Faith. Reece lifted up onto her elbows as her back arched and she stared at her lover with a mixture of awe and ecstasy. Her mouth was open and her eyes half closed. To Faith, it was the most beautiful vision she had ever seen.

The actress wrapped her arms around Reece's shoulders and pulled her down. Reece clutched at Faith's arms and breathed heavily into her neck. Goosebumps sprouted all over the tall woman's body and she let all of her weight fall on Faith. "Jesus Christ..." she panted.

"Nope, just Faith," the actress teased.

"No, Faith, really..."

"Reece, are you okay?" Faith patted her lover on the head.

"I think so," she chuckled, getting up on her elbows. "I never had a vaginal orgasm before. That was wild."

"Now you know why I can keep going... and going..." Faith waggled an eyebrow and pushed some damp hair off Reece's face.

Reece moved her legs and a whole new look crossed her face.

"Hon? What's wrong?" the actress chuckled at the look of confusion in her favorite baby blues.

"I'm still horny," Reece raised an eyebrow in amazement.

"Bring it on, baby," Faith dared with a wiggle of her hips.

The club owner narrowed her eyes and growled playfully, setting off a small chorus of yaps from beside the bed.

"No, let me," Faith said as she stared hungrily at the dildo.

Reece steeled herself in anticipation of feeling Faith's tongue on her palm. She held out her hand for Faith to lick it and was startled when the smaller woman bucked her hips instead. Reece almost toppled, but when it dawned on her that Faith wanted to lick the dick and not her hand, she jumped at the chance. Reece shuddered when Faith rubbed her cheek against the dildo.

"Did you ever wish you really had a cock, Reece?"

"Yes."

"Me too."

Reece nodded as Faith continued to make love to her dick. Like right now...

"It's so warm, like you."

Reece groaned and grabbed the back of Faith's head with both hands, pumping her hips, watching intently. By the time Faith had sufficiently wet the toy, Reece was about a second away from coming. Pulling the dick out of Faith's mouth, she yanked her pants down, lifted herself higher and straddled her lover's face.

"Oh, god, yes!" Faith nearly sobbed in pleasure. She knew this harness would be a dream come true as it framed Reece's sex, instead of covering it. She dove in with gusto and immediately drew Reece's clit into her mouth, driving her chin into the crevice and shaking her head back and forth.

"Faith... yeah... like that..." It wasn't long before Reece came with a series of small jerks and grunts.

Faith was not surprised at all. It was a quick and much needed release for her lover. It took mere moments for the club owner to gather herself and she slid down Faith's body. Feeling the hard nipples poking into her, dragging down her overheated skin, caused Faith to groan.

"I owe you two, now," Reece held up two fingers and wiggled them.

"Gotta be fair," Faith practically gasped as she watched those fingers draw up her stomach towards her breast. She jerked in response to the pressure on her sensitive nipple, the fingers pinching and pulling first one than the other. "Reece!"

The club owner chuckled. Poor beautiful nipples will be sore for days. "Mmm?" she glanced up to catch a fiery glare from her trussed up lover.

Faith merely whined as the dick poked at her opening.

"Is this what you want, Faith?" Reece propped her body up on her elbows and, by using only her hips, she positioned the dildo and inched it in. The sound of the creaking headboard caused a silent chuckle to escape the tall woman and she slowly filled her lover.

"Ohhhhh," Faith moaned blissfully, as if she just lowered herself into a steaming hot bath. It was that good.

Resting on her knees, fully inside her lover, Reece trailed her tongue over an aggravated nipple making Faith hiss through her teeth. "You okay, babe?" she whispered in a bright red ear.

"Purrrfect," Faith moaned.

The tall woman reached underneath her smaller lover, palming her lower back. She lifted Faith's body up until black leather met sticky blonde hair and Reece was comfortably kneeling.

"Ohh... baby... yeah," the sensations flowing through the actress's body as their center's touched caused her to lose her breath.

Her leverage perfect, the club owner was able to twist and gyrate, pump and flex any which way she pleased, while her bound and suspended lover could do no more than accept it. Reece tested Faith's tolerance with a quick jerk of her hips.

"Yesss... please!" The blond all but screamed.

The tall woman chuckled. Faith was so receptive; so ready... it made her own heart pound.

"Come on, baby... fuck me... do it..."

The breathless and raspy plea shot through Reece like a thunderbolt. With a surge of adrenaline, she pulled back and then filled her lover.

"YES!"

Reece pulled back and this time she pumped harder.

"God, yes... harder..."

Reece strengthened her thrusts to the point that she had to slide her other hand under Faith as well, to keep them both from collapsing. The club owner was grunting and growling in time with Faith's gasps and moans.

"Your cock is soo goood..." Things were coming out of Faith's mouth and she couldn't even try to stop it. Each time Reece filled her, Faith uttered another word. She was driving her tall lover insane with each breath. "Shit, yes... fuck me... god... Reece..." Faith had become monosyllabic as the thrusts grew harder.

"You are so hot, Faith... look at how you take me inside... shit, you're so wet..."

Faith wanted nothing more in the world right now than to wrap her legs around that strong body and pull Reece on top of her. The way she was holding her by the ass made every muscle in her glorious arms twitch and jump. Faith wanted to suck on those bulging biceps almost as much as she wanted to flip them over and be on top. She never really thought much about being on top before, but the second she thought it, she had to have it.

Now.

She needed to look down at Reece's fiery eyes as she fucked her. Faith had a wonderful idea, one where she'd have her wish.

"So fucking hot..." Reece mumbled, thrusting rapidly, watching her dick slide in and out. The leather of the harness was glistening and she had the urge to lick it off.

Faith felt the tingling break out in her clit, followed by the hot sparks in her groin. No... this is too good! Nevertheless, she was powerless to stop it. "Fuck, Reece!"

"You're gonna come, baby... I can tell." Reece wrapped her left arm under Faith's back and freed her right hand. Those fingers flew directly to Faith's clit, where they pressed down, letting the pumping of their hips do all the movement.

The additional sensation caused the actress to cry out and jerk her pelvis erratically, her orgasm shooting through her like a forest fire. "Oh... REECE... REECE..." she screamed loudly.

The club owner's eyes widened for a moment at her lover's explosive screams. She'd never heard Faith make such sounds as the ones she was making now and it made her chest swell as well as her ego. With a cocky grin, she swirled her hips in time to her lover's spasming body, until Faith suddenly went limp; dead weight in her arms. Reece smirked her ass off. Who da woman? I da woman... that's who... Go Reece... go Reece...

Faith's breath was coming in great heaves and Reece couldn't help blowing on her fingernails and shining them on her naked shoulder. She chuckled out loud, as she placed her limp lover on the bed then leaned over to unbind her hands. That done, she twisted around her torso and quickly untied the straps from Faith's feet. Still wearing a shit-eating grin, the club owner brushed her hair behind her ear and leaned over gently to kiss her unconscious lover.

Like a bat out of hell, Faith attacked. Reece was sprawled on her back, her head hanging off the side of the bed with 120 pounds of spitfire chuckling evilly on top of her. "What the? I thought you... that I..."

"Yeah, you cocky fuck. Don't think I didn't hear you gloating while I had my eyes closed." Faith's eyes glowed as she leaned over and speared through Reece's lips with her tongue.

The club owner's eyebrows shot up, but no one noticed her question.

Faith wiggled her body around until she found what she was looking for. Reaching a hand between them, she placed the dildo just inside her dripping entrance. "I wanted to be on top," she shrugged at Reece's narrow-eyed glare, "and I know you never would have let me up from those ties until I was totally oblivious."

"Well... yeah... but... I thought..."

"I'm an actress, Reece. Now, go on, give it to me." Faith met Reece's challenging stare with one equally as menacing, adding a painful nipple tweak.

Blue eyes narrowed to slits and nostrils flared.

"Show me what you got, baby," Faith dangled her breasts in Reece's face, knowing that would end the stalemate.

The club owner grabbed a nipple with her teeth and sucked it into her mouth.

"Oh, yeah, come on, Reece. I wanna feel you inside," Faith purred.

The tall woman put both her hands on Faith's shoulders and thrust into her so powerfully that if she hadn't been holding her, the actress would have flown over her head and onto the floor.

Faith bit her bottom lip so she wouldn't scream. This was exactly what she wanted. If she could only open her eyes to complete the wish...

"You want me to fuck you like this?" Reece growled and planted her feet onto the bed, allowing her strong thigh muscles to do all the work.

Faith leaned back onto Reece's legs and groaned deeply, the dildo filling places it hadn't been just minutes ago. "Shit... that's good..." she breathed between hard thrusts. She reached behind her and clutched Reece's ankles.

Reece remained almost silent, she couldn't speak due to the incredible sensations coursing through her entire body while watching Faith meet her thrust for thrust. The harness jammed into her need with each movement they made, the contact sending hundreds of shocks through her clit. The actress was glistening with perspiration, something she usually didn't do. She was flushed from her breasts to her ears and it made Reece growl to see her so aroused. Her lover was so wet, the slickness was everywhere. The tall woman longed to feel it on her fingers and let one of her hands rest on Faith's hip and the other one fell between them.

Feeling the hand fall, Faith gasped. Green eyes opened and focused on desire-filled blue ones.

Faith could see the state Reece was in and knew what she liked. She released Reece's ankles and fell forward, leaning her hands and her weight on the little space on the bed above Reece's shoulders. She stared into the deep blue, lust-filled irises. "You feel so good... so deep inside," she paused to groan as she was filled again. "You fuck me so beautiful... oh!" She couldn't speak, only breathe through her mouth as Reece strained harder with more intense pumping.

The club owner wormed her hand between them and split two fingers at the base of the dildo, she closed her eyes and growled as Faith's lips crushed down on them again and again.

Faith could take only so much; those wonderful fingers were so close. "Stop moving, baby..."

"Shit... did I hurt you?" Reece barely gasped, so wrapped up in her own arousal.

"Shh... no... I just want to make you come when I come," Faith answered through deep breaths.

Reece raised an eyebrow and received two fingers in her mouth for her answer. She tongued them happily.

Faith adjusted herself until she was half full and clamped down on the cock with her vagina. Then she rocked back and forth slowly.

"Fuck... Faith... oh, Faith!" The dildo pressed rhythmically into Reece, the tall woman wasn't going to last at this rate.

"Touch my clit, Reece... please..." Faith groaned breathlessly.

Reece moved the hand that was currently fondling her lover's swollen lips, up and around the intrusion. Faith whimpered deliciously, making Reece even closer to losing it. "A little faster..." she grunted.

Faith rocked harder and quicker, satisfying both their needs tremendously. Both women were panting and groaning together.

"Almost, Reece..."

The club owner nodded, reaching her own hips up higher. She craned her neck to see between them and that's where she lost it. "Shit... oh... god..." she grunted and trembled.

Faith had been holding hers back, knowing that as soon as she saw Reece come, she'd follow immediately. It never failed.

The club owner clenched her jaw tightly and blew out a loud gust of air. She sat up and stilled briefly, but when Faith convulsed above her, she jammed the harness into her already twitching clit and the tall woman fell back onto the bed hard.

The dildo filled Faith completely as she came, losing control of her vaginal muscles and she made a high-pitched sound, like a siren. She noticed her lover drop heavily to the mattress and fell on top of her, both women grinding their pelvises into each other relentlessly. It seemed their release would go on and on as long as they stayed together.

"GOD dammit... Faith... stop!" Reece's head was hanging off the bed and she sounded like she was yelling from far away.

The actress lifted her head off her lover's shoulder and giggled at the sight.

"I'm gonna pass out for real..." she groaned.

Faith, still chuckling and twitching, climbed off Reece and inhaled sharply as the dick popped out of her. The tall woman moaned. With a great deal of effort, Faith crawled towards Reece's feet and pulled her body down until her head was on the bed. "Are you okay?"

"I never came upside down, Faith. That was a trip," Reece breathed heavily between words.

"Your face is beet red, honey," Faith snickered.

"Your ass will be beet red if you ever do that again."

"What? Laugh at you or fuck you upside down?"

"Ha. I'm fainting away and you're asking questions," Reece stuck her tongue out as Faith climbed on top of her.

"I just want to know what to do for a spanking," she wiggled her eyebrows and kissed her lover soundly.

When the kiss ended, the club owner propped herself up on her elbows and cocked her head at Faith. "Yeah?"

"Well... I was just asking," Faith answered with a grin.

"You surprise me, Faith. Every day, you surprise me," Reece replied with a curious look.

"Good. Wouldn't want you to tire of me." Faith laid her head down on a strong slick shoulder and toyed with a lock of hair. "You stink like sex, Reece."

"Wanna take a shower?" she kissed blonde hair.

"K. Carry me?" she mumbled into the skin.

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"FAITH! Get your ass down here!" Reece was fuming and disgusted.

The actress ran down the stairs, still in her towel. Her nose wrinkled at the foul odor. "Ew, Reece, did you do that?"

Blue eyes narrowed in a very un-amused way at her lover.

"Alright! God, it was a joke. Where'd he poop?"

"You name it, Faith. He's sick or something. God! It's repulsive!"

"Oh, aren't we cranky." Faith went to retrieve the roll of towels they kept for such an occasion. Reece smirked and waited. "Oh, GROSS! Ick... oh icky icky icky!"

Reece bit her lip.

The look of sheer amusement on her face didn't escape her hopping lover and Faith frowned. "You could have told me he had diarrhea."

"It's just poopy doops, Faith," she chuckled. Now Faith fumed. "Oh, aren't we cranky." Reece almost guffawed at the look on Faith's face as she cleaned her bare foot.

"Think this is funny? Guess who's taking him to the vet?"

"Oh, no! I have work! No way am I going to carry that shitbag to the vet!" Reece folded her arms and stood her ground.

Faith narrowed her eyes and tapped her foot.

The club owner growled and raised her chin.

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Hours later, Reece stepped into The Lounge, quietly hoping Sam was away from the door.

"Hey, Boss!"

Reece cringed and stuck her hand in her coat.

"Hey, you okay?" The look on Reece's face was one Sarge was sure related to embarrassment, but in all the years she knew the tall woman... that was not a look in her repertoire.

"Uh, fine. Just in a hurry. Could you... umm..."

Sarge's eyebrows disappeared into her hair as she watched the boss's breast wiggle around on its own.

Caught, Reece reached into her jacket and pulled out Smudge. "He's sick; I had to bring him."

"Please don't tell me he's wearing panties Reece... please..." Sam's face turned red with the effort not to burst into hysteria.

"I told you he's sick! It's all they had!" Reece yelled and stalked away to her office. The loud laughter behind her caused her to growl loudly at poor Cori who was just trying to say hello.

Cori stood there by wall, trying to discern the image she thought she had just seen. Why would she take Smudge to work? And what was he wearing? The dancer started walking towards the boss' door. She lifted her hand to knock then heard the muffled shouting and thought better of it. She cupped her hand to the door and frowned. Eavesdropping would have been much easier if the door wasn't soundproofed. She knocked.

"Stupid dog! What!?" Reece flung open the door and Cori took a step back. The tall woman was visibly frustrated and not so pleased to see her. "Did I thank you for the rat yet, Cori?"

"Reece, where are your pants?" The dancer slipped past the club owner and waltzed into the office.

"By all means, come in," she said sarcastically and slammed the door.

"Well? What gives?" Cori gestured to the boss's bare legs.

"I took off his diaper and he fucking exploded."

"That was a diaper? Wait, he's sick?" Cori dropped to the floor and crawled over to the dog, placing him on the wee wee pad Reece had thrown down. "Is my wittle baby not feeling so vewy good?"

Reece rolled her eyes and took off her shirt with a wince. "No, he's not. Apparently he's fond of smelly, rotten garbage and made a pig of himself."

"Awww... the poor teeny baby. You have a tummy ache?"

"Don't pity him, he willingly ate the trash."

Cori did a double take as her boss was standing in nothing more than her underwear and socks. Narrowing her eyes playfully at her friend's stare, Reece twirled around dramatically.

"Was that a hickey on the back of your thigh?"

"Fuck you, Cor," Reece blurted in embarrassment.

"Ooo, I'm flattered, Reece, but what will Faith think?"

"Ha. Cori, put him down, if you know what's good for you," she warned opening her closet and pulling out some clothes.

"Always prepared, huh Reece?" The dancer placed Smudge back on his wee wee pad and stood up.

"It helps," Reece smirked, slipping her jeans on. "You know, if you were able to sneak the other rats in your apartment, why did you leave me with him?" the club owner gestured to the puppy that was contentedly chewing on his tail.

"Faith wanted to keep him, Reece. You know that. Are you gonna wash that stuff, Boss? It smells in here."

"Yes, I'm gonna wash this stuff," she mimicked.

"There's a laundromat a few blocks away. Uh, will you...?"

"Sure. You go on, he's safe with me."

"Just stay away from the firing end, Cor," Reece mentioned before disappearing.

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Cori was sitting in the big leather chair with her feet on Reece's desk. She understood why the tall woman would be holed up in here for hours. With the door closed tightly, you could hardly feel the pulsing bass beats and the darkness that covered the windowless room was soothing. The dancer jumped as Reece's phone rang. She stared at it with a grin, knowing it was most likely Faith. "Lounge," she grumbled.

"I've been thinking about you all day, sexy."

Cori bit back a giggle. "Mmmm," she hummed.

"You wanna know what I was thinking?"

"If you tell me, can I watch?"

"CORI!"

"Faith!"

"You shit. Where's Reece?"

"She had to wash her clothes. Smudge is pretty ill."

"Oh, no. He barfed on her?"

"No, he crapped all over her. Did you have anything to do with his panties?"

"His what? Panties? You've got to be kidding me," she snorted with laughter.

"Yeah, they're blue and white gingham. You mean, Reece bought him those things?" Cori joined in the mirth and snickered.

"I suppose. She called me from the Vet and I told her they make doggie pampers. I guess she couldn't find any," she giggled. "Oh, god, Cor, is she really pissed?"

"Actually, I think she's putting on a good show. He's definitely growing on her." The dancer began opening drawers and snooping.

"I think so, too," Faith agreed. "I caught her playing with him yesterday. She said he had dirt on his back, but she was petting him."

"How can she pet him without squashing him?" Cori picked up an envelope of photos and grinned at Faith's pose by the Christmas tree.

"Heh. She uses one finger. It's so adorable. He sits in her hand."

"How fucking cute is that? Oh, here she comes. Call right back," Cori hung up the phone threw the envelope back in the drawer and ran to the couch.

Reece peeked her head in the door and located the pup asleep on his wee wee pad. "Any surprises?" she whispered.

"Nope. I think he's done."

"Thank fucking god," she breathed and reached down to put the panties back on the dog. He jumped up immediately wagging his tail so vigorously his whole body was moving. Reece had to lift him off the floor to stop him from twirling around in continuous circles. When she lifted him, his little tongue flew out repeatedly, catching the club owner's lips over and over again. "Okay, okay... just calm down, rat... What?" she growled at Cori's highly amused face.

"Nothing," she giggled. "Nothing." The phone rang and saved the dancer further explanation.

The tall woman put down her puppy and went to the desk. "Lounge," she answered shrugging off her jacket. Her eyes narrowed and she sat heavily in her chair. "Oh, yeah? And then what?" she purred, waving her hand at Cori, dismissing her. Reece then twirled her chair around, her back facing the smirking dancer who saw herself out. The club owner closed her eyes and stretched out her legs. "Is that a promise?" she asked her very descriptive lover. "Wait, the phone clicked, hold that thought." She clicked over to the other line. "Lounge. Yes, this is she... hold on a second." Reece clicked back to Faith, "Hon, it's the contractor, I gotta go... me too." The club owner turned herself to face her desk and picked up a pencil to fiddle with before she connected back to the contractor.

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Reece pursed her lips. As luck would have it, she managed to get an appointment for an estimate today. After showing the men her ideas, they inspected every inch of The Lounge, punching calculators and drawing plans. Reece shifted her stance nervously. It was very close to opening time and the girls were curiously eyeing the men in construction gear. When the head guy finished scribbling in his notebook, she braced herself. "So, guys, what's the damage?"

He turned the calculator over to face the club owner and she seemed to study the figure for a moment. "This is the lowest?" Seeing the nod, she continued. "What's the estimate on time?"

"Honestly? Miss Corbett, we'll have to close down the club for a week, tops."

Reece frowned at the contractor. She wasn't thrilled with closing the club now that it was packed each and every night, but if she was going to accommodate the crowds and make the dancers more comfortable, then she'd have to do it. "Frankie trusted you, buddy. You better not be dicking me around."

"Oh, no!" his eyes went wide. "I know who you are," he nearly bowed.

Jesus Christ... Reece thought, annoyed. "Okay, I'm giving you the money for shipping and materials. You'll get paid for labor when it's done. Comprende?"

"Certainly. Trust me, a week is a long estimate. It could be done sooner."

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After a long walk through her books, Reece came to a conclusion. One that she was certain the girls would appreciate -- Faith too, now that the actress was on hiatus. The club owner called a meeting after closing.

"Okay, listen up, everyone!

"Oh, my god! That is the cutest puppy I ever saw!"

"Awww... look at his sweater! What does it say?" Reece rolled her eyes impatiently and put Smudge down on the bar. He immediately peed. Cori saved Reece any further embarrassment by cleaning up and replacing his diaper. She propped him on her knee as she sat down.

The club owner sat, tapping her fingers on her thigh, her lips pursed in annoyance. After the initial novelty wore off and the snickers subsided, Reece got back to her announcement. "I have bad news and I have good news. Which do you want first?"

"Bad," several voices blurted in unison.

"Okay, I'm closing the club for a week." Reece folded her arms and sat back against the bar. She anticipated the reaction she was getting to the news. "If you're all done murmuring and yammering, how about hearing why?" she asked with a smirk.

"Would that be the good news, Boss?"

"Yep. I'm renovating the place. Another bar, more stage space, more lights and less 70's red velvet and shag. I'm also adding a couple of showcase spots," Reece pointed to the two corners, "for featured dancers or special performances. You will have more freedom and less grabbing." Lots of raised eyebrows, smiles and gasps of approval carried through the small crowd. "As you know, we already need a new bartender, but we'll be needing two more. If you know anybody trustworthy, bring 'em by next week. Also, I want to have you girls alternate between waitressing and tending bar. The dancers will be asked to consider some girl/girl shows. Any problems?"

"Girl/girl huh?" Cori wiggled her eyebrows.

"Will Faith be coming back?" one girl asked expectantly.

"Uh... no. You'll just have to chose amongst yourselves," Reece smirked at the dancer's pout. "We made a pretty penny these last few and I'm going to give you all a week's pay as a bribe to come back. I figured in an average including tips, so you should all be pleased," Reece waved the envelopes like a fan.

"Are you serious, Reece?" Cori stood up. "I mean, we made that much money?"

"Yes, we did. No one is tied down here. You can get another job if you want, I can't stop you. The money doesn't guarantee you'll come back, but I hope it's enough of an incentive. I am very happy with the way you all work and would like to keep you on as long as you'd like."

"You like me... you really like me..." Cori emoted badly. She pouted and stuck out her tongue at the groans and objects tossed at her.

"Okay, are there any questions?"

"Yeah, what would you do for a Klondike bar?"

"Shut up, Freak."

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"Hey, Reece, wait up!"

"Whassup, Cor?" the tall woman waited for her friend to catch up.

"Violet's picking me up, we're going to check out a place, wanna lift?"

Reece shrugged and then followed Cori to the car. "I am not scrunching into the back," she announced.

"Wouldn't dream of it, Reece," the dancer smirked and crawled into the back. After the tall woman gathered her legs and crouched down, Cori added with a snicker, "Of course, you remember the seat is broken."

"Fuck you, Freak."

"Hi, Reece. Hey, Smudgaroonio!" the piercer reached into Reece's coat and scratched the puppy's head. "Sooo, wanna see the place with us?" Violet asked hopefully.

"Sure, just hurry up. I can't feel my ankles."

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After seeing the apartment, Reece pulled Violet aside. "You can afford this place?" she asked skeptically.

"Just about, isn't it great? It's just five minutes away from you and Faith."

"You remember what we talked about, don't you?" Reece whispered.

"Reece, after the money you laid out tonight, I hardly expect you to be giving me charity."

"Violet, you're not charity, for fuck's sake!" Reece hissed through clenched teeth.

"Okay, okay... if Cori wants this apartment, maybe I will take you up on it, but only the moving expenses."

The tall woman smiled, "Great. Glad to help."

"That is, unless you'd like to donate your muscles instead?" Violet winked.

"Not on your life," Reece shook her head adamantly.

"Yipyipyipyip."

"Smudge agrees. I only sweat when necessary."

Just then, Cori came running up to the two women, the Real Estate agent in tow. "Did you see the bathroom? Oh, my god... what about the closets! I haven't had closets like that in my life! And the kitchen... there's an ISLAND! I always wanted an island! I want it! I want it, I want it, I want it!"

Violet glanced at Reece who nodded almost imperceptibly. "Okay, we'll take it!" the piercer smiled proudly and Cori jumped up in her arms. Reece couldn't help but smile along with the two women.

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The four friends were gathered around the living room. It was a puppy play date and they were very happy to be reacquainted. Cori and Violet were filling Faith in on the details of the day as Reece annoyed the puppies. Thelma wanted to climb on her leg and each time she got close, the club owner replaced her to her original position. She did this numerous times, each time snickering at the pup's determination.

"Reece, stop that," Faith waggled a finger in her direction.

Reece pouted and handed the pup to Faith on her way out of the room. "I'm going to take a shower," she announced. "Anyone wanna come?" the club owner grinned evilly.

Faith raised an eyebrow at the invitation. The opportunity to shower with her lover was one she'd never pass up, but she had company. Reluctantly, she shook her head no and frowned.

"Oh well, I guess I'll have to wash my own breasts for a change."

"You are so wrong, Reece," Faith pouted.

Reece snickered as she reached the top of the stairs and added, "And other parts, too."

"She's in a great mood, Faith," Cori observed.

"Luck, I guess. She runs hot and cold lately," Faith shrugged.

"And that's unusual, how?" Violet chuckled, earning a playful slap from the actress.

"Yeah, but I know what you mean," Cori said with thoughtful look.

"Well?" Faith prompted.

"You know she gave us all a week's pay, including tips?" the dancer asked.

"And she offered to pay the moving expenses?" Violet added.

Faith's eyebrows shot way up into her hair. "What?"

"I thought you knew," Cori whispered.

"No, I didn't. Wow," she glanced towards the stairs. "She's finally spending that money," Faith smiled.

"What money?" wondered Violet.

"Frankie's money," Faith said, still focused on a spot by the stairs.

"Oh," Cori said quietly. "This means she's finally letting him go, doesn't it?"

"Maybe. I don't know what goes on in that head of hers."

Violet thought it would be a good idea to change the mood. "Hey, speaking of the inside of that one's head," she gestured to the ceiling. "What happened that night? You know, did The Animal come out and play?"

"Ohh, did she ever," Faith blushed.

"Do tell, Faith!" Cori scooted over closer to her friend.

"Yeah, I'm curious as to how you manipulate her into changing personalities," the piercer urged.

"Babe, The Animal lives inside Reece. It's a permanent part of her being. She pushes it down, away from public view until it can't stay hidden any longer," Cori tried to clear things up. "There's no two personalities, it's the public and hidden side. We all have two personas."

"Oh, so it's not a schizo thing?" Violet asked.

"Nah, The Animal is a part of Reece as the dancer is a part of me."

The piercer nodded, she understood now. Faith also nodded in agreement.

"Well, go on, Faith!" Cori poked her in the stomach.

"Sarge practically carried her home, she was really drunk and in some mood!" Faith started. "She was arrogant and horny," Faith paused to smile at the recollection. Violet nudged her and snickered at her blush. "Well, instead of pampering her, I challenged her. I told her she couldn't possibly be capable of doing anything worthwhile to me in that state."

"Good Lord, Faith! You are brave!" Cori said wide-eyed.

Faith smirked. "Yeah, I sashayed up the stairs, but my heart was pounding in my throat. She came upstairs like Jack Nicholson in The Shining and I thought I would faint when she looked at me," the actress shuddered. "Anyway, she pretty much agreed with me that she wasn't able to do a good job and made me do it myself."

Cori guffawed. "Oh... Faith... talk about backfiring!" she continued to laugh. Violet snickered, too.

"Hey! It's not that funny!" Faith pouted.

"Okay, okay... did she finally, you know... get there?" Violet wondered.

"First she made me do it, then she started to do it to me, but then she was so drunk that she humped my leg and passed out."

Two wide eyed disbelieving stares were the only response to Faith's admission.

"I do trust that you will never, ever repeat that." Two heads nodded like dashboard figurines.

"How'd she act the next day? Was she pissed?"

"No, actually she made up for it." Faith threw herself back on the couch arms and legs spread. "She tied me up and really went to town," she said, blushing deeply.

"Ahh, now that's more like it. Here's where details will be greatly appreciated," Cori elbowed her lover. "Take notes, Vi," she joked.

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Reece heard the intermittent bursts of laughter from the living room and grinned. She couldn't find a reason to brood today. It was all good to her and she actually liked the change. She slipped on her underwear, jogging pants that snapped all the way up the legs, a T-shirt and, as an afterthought, sprayed herself with Faith's favorite scent. She had no idea why, but she was in a playful mood and was not going to question it. On her way down the stairs, it became silent and she wondered what they were up to. "Talking about me, were you?" she grinned.

"You bet," Faith smirked as she wrapped her arms around her lover's back.

"All good, I hope," Reece joked as she kissed Faith's head.

"Hey, Boss, can we use your fuzzy cuffs?"

The tall woman chuckled. "I guess I know what you were talking about, huh?" she led Faith to the couch and gestured for her to sit on her lap. "Sure, just don't get them all gross," she added.

"Cool!" Violet cheered.

"Hey, Cor, are you having a housewarming party?" Faith asked from her lover's embrace.

"I didn't think of it, but now that you mention it... sure."

"If you need any help painting or anything, let me know. I'm off all week," Reece offered.

"Uhm, don't volunteer so fast, Reece. You will be tending to my needs, first and foremost," Faith said and kissed her quickly on the lips.

"Sorry. You heard the lady, Cori, I have to take care of my baby first," Reece smiled and kissed Faith back a bit longer.

"Oh no, here we go," Violet joked.

"You're more than welcome to stay and watch, Cori. I know how you like that sort of thing," the tall woman teased.

"You watch it, Reece. If it didn't embarrass Faith, I'd take you up on that offer," Cori warned.

The actress mumbled something into Reece's neck.

"I think she said, 'Pull up a chair,' Cor," Reece laughed.

Cori glared at Faith's back. "Ha ha."

Faith's hands snaked up inside Reece's shirt and found her breasts. The tall woman groaned.

"Uh, you better either pull up that chair or leave the room, guys, she's not stopping..." Reece gasped as her nipples were toyed with. "I don't know how much more I can take without retaliating..."

Violet and Cori shared a thoughtful look before winking at each other. "Okay, then we stay."

"Babe, they're staying..." Reece warned her busy lover who once again mumbled something, this time into her cleavage.

"She said..." the club owner dropped her head back and groaned as Faith became bolder, lifting her shirt and exposing her breasts to their friends before covering a nipple with her mouth. "...go away."

The couple huffed in mock disappointment and disappeared into the guest room. Once inside, their giggles could be heard by the pair on the couch.

"Faith... god, baby... you weren't going to stop, were you?"

"Umph..." she shook her head between Reece's breasts and continued to ravish them.

Faith squeezed her arms around her lover's stomach and rubbed her chin into the leather-covered back. It had been a while since they had taken a ride and she was infinitely thrilled to be wrapped around Reece's body as she was now.

A picnic... she smiled to herself. Reece is taking me on a picnic. Faith kissed Reece's back and wished her helmet wasn't stopping her from rubbing her face in the thick ponytail whipping around in front of her. With nothing else to do but think, she went over the last wonderful week with the club owner.

Reece had been in a fantastic mood for the whole week she was off. She often visited the contracting crew at The Lounge, sometimes with Faith and Smudge in tow, sometimes on her own. From what the actress could tell, the club was going to look great and Reece was very pleased with her choices. In fact, nothing seemed to bother the tall woman at all lately. She was terribly playful and very compliant of even the silliest of her lover's whims. Faith knew it had something to do with the weight of Frankie's death no longer being a burden on Reece's soul. The tall woman let go of her savior turned mentor and it was like a black cloud was lifted from her world. Reece felt comfortable with Faith and her new friends and confident enough that she no longer needed to hold on to that part of her life any longer. It showed and Faith couldn't be happier.

The actress recounted her day so far as she sat on the back of the Harley. This morning started off with sleeping in, something Faith was growing accustomed to lately, and ended with Reece making love to her in the most wonderful of ways. Faith relived that with a blissful expression on her face.

After long moments of kissing and touching, Reece had lifted Faith onto her lap and the actress wrapped her legs around Reece's back. She caressed Faith almost reverently as she maintained eye contact. When the actress tried to touch her lover, Reece placed her hands back down. "Only you, Faith," the dark woman whispered, while her fingers traced the outline of Faith's breasts gently.

Faith shivered at the ticklish feeling and attempted again to lift her hands.

"No, let me make love to you," Reece said a little more forcefully, but in no way demanding. "Please..." she added as her fingers brushed over hardened flesh.

"Are you okay, Reece?" Faith asked breathlessly. This was unlike anything she had shared with her lover and, while she was hard pressed to argue, she needed to know everything was okay.

"I'm perfect, you're perfect." The club owner leaned in and kissed Faith's chin, then her nose and then her lips. Reece pulled back slowly and continued to convey her love with her eyes and her hands.

Faith sighed contentedly as the long fingers softly loved her breasts. This was new and wonderful, something she never experienced, nor thought possible of her strong lover. It was gentle and unselfish, and the way those eyes were watching her, it was almost religious. The fingers slipped lower and Faith jerked as they tickled down her ribs.

"Sorry," Reece half chuckled as she let her fingers slide up and down Faith's thighs. "Does this feel good?" she asked as her lover expelled a shaky sigh.

"It feels wonderful, sweetheart."

"Good. Just relax and enjoy," Reece smiled the smile that made Faith feel special.

The actress squeezed her legs tighter as those long fingers began an exquisite dance through her center. She closed her eyes briefly as they touched and teased her most sensitive spot and forced them open to find a look of pure happiness in Reece's eyes.

"Its all about you today," Reece said as she worked her fingers in a familiar pattern. She smiled as her lover groaned with pleasure.

Faith read the adoration in those baby blues and had an overwhelming feeling of pleasure gather in her belly. She opened her mouth to speak and was silenced by a gentle kiss.

"I love you, Faith," Reece whispered across her lover's open lips.

"God... I love you... too," Faith whispered brokenly as she started her journey to release.

"That's it, baby... look at me," Reece urged quietly, watching Faith's eyes intently. They narrowed, then widened, then fluttered, giving Reece all of her.

"Ohh... Reece... oh..."

"You're beautiful. I'm so lucky..." Reece said as Faith climaxed for her, because of her. "Kiss me."

Faith threw her arms around Reece's neck and kissed her. Reece slid her hands around to Faith's back and up until they met in her hair. She laced her fingers together and leaned them both forward until Faith was on her back underneath her. She began to trail a series of kisses downwards.

"Reece, baby... " Faith wondered what had gotten into her.

"Shhh, let me love you today."

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Faith squeezed all her limbs against Reece's body. Today was a great day for Faith and it was about to get better.

Reece was lost in her own world, oblivious to all but the road ahead and the body behind her. While she'd usually drink in the passing trees and scenery, today the only thing she cared about was wrapped around her and breathing on her neck. The tall woman focused on the warm puffs of air and shivered. For the life of her, she could not figure out what had gotten into her lately. She was very relaxed and laid back, and even caught herself whistling on more than one occasion. While not uncommon, being caught whistling "Hi Ho, Hi Ho" was a little embarrassing, especially for Reece. Faith suddenly kissed the back of her neck and broke her from her thoughts.

"Are we almost there?" she shouted.

"Almost," Reece turned her head and shouted back.

The two women went back to their thoughts, unaware that they were, for once, both thinking about the same thing.

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The bike slowed down and Faith took the break to drink in her surroundings. It was beautiful. Although she could only hear the bike at the moment, she was sure the birds were singing. Smiling, she squeezed her thighs against Reece's in excitement.

Reece tilted her head to the side and glanced over her shoulder briefly. She could only see the top of Faith's helmet, but it wasn't hard for her to picture her lover's face in anticipation. A picnic was not on the agenda for the club owner when she woke up today, but the idea hit her out of nowhere and she went with it. Faith would love that, she thought and made it an official plan. Reece raised the visor on her helmet so she could smell the trees and fresh air. She breathed deeply, and wondered why this, too, made her smile. I'm getting way too soft... she worried. Faith's hands wormed their way around and into her trench coat. Reece smirked smugly as they groped around and finally came to rest cupping her breasts. Any thoughts of becoming too soft quickly fled as her eyes narrowed with the feeling of those hands holding her. On the contrary, I'm quite hard... she joked to herself.

Faith released Reece's breasts as the bike came to a stop. Her hands were immediately covered by her lover's and brought back to her breasts. Reece took off her helmet and twisted around to relieve Faith of hers. The green eyes twinkled as she leaned in for a kiss, which became many kisses until they were both laughing in each other's mouths.

"Babe, I think my back is breaking," Reece chuckled.

"And my wrists," Faith giggled.

They both climbed off the bike and Faith grinned appreciatively at the sight of her tall lover. She looked positively delicious in her attire. Faded Levi's peeked out from the slit in the front of her leather trench coat, her beat up clunky motorcycle boots with the boot straps and chains adorned her feet, and her dark, wrap around sunglasses added the perfect touch to her wind-reddened face. Maybe 'dangerous' is the word I'm looking for... Faith thought.

"Whassamatter?" the tall woman questioned, releasing her hair from the ponytail.

"You are just grand, Reece," Faith hummed her approval.

Reece looked down at herself in confusion. "Huh? I'm a wreck, Faith. Look at me," she gestured to her body, and then took off her gloves.

"Oh, I am, baby, I am -- and from where I stand, I see the most attractive woman on the face of the earth. I feel like exploding sometimes with the knowledge that you're all mine."

Reece looked astonished, but recovered quickly. She walked to her grinning lover and held her face in both hands. "You, are the most beautiful woman on earth, Faith Ashford, and I am the most lucky," she said seriously, running a thumb over Faith's lips.

"Oh, Reece, I love you so very much." Faith stood on her toes and kissed the tall woman with all the emotion as she felt at the moment. The club owner hummed in pleasure as Faith's soft lips surrounded her own. It made the actress' heart swell to hear that sound. She broke the kiss and buried her face in Reece's chest. The heavy smell of leather aroused her, forcing her to close her eyes. "I don't know what has gotten into you Reece, but I'm loving every single minute of this."

"I don't know either and I'm starting to like it, too," she chuckled. "Come on," Reece tugged at Faith's hand. "Let's go have a picnic."

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Faith rolled over onto her back and laid her head in her hands. This was a wonderful week and she loathed it to end. She stared up at the clouds as they drifted by, smiling as a warm hand rested on her belly.

"Hey, you okay?" the tall woman shifted her body until she was laying her head on Faith's thigh.

Faith removed a hand from under her head and began softly stroking her lover's scalp with her fingertips. "This was the best week of my life, Reece, thank you so much."

Reece grinned, "It was one of my most memorable, too." The tall woman sighed indulgently as Faith absently ran her fingers through the dark hair.

The actress propped herself up on her elbow and looked pointedly at the long form stretched out on the grass.

"Hmmm?" Reece looked upside-down at her.

"Why a picnic? You don't seem like the type," Faith wondered.

Reece shrugged. "I don't know. It just felt right. Don't you like it?" Reece worried and she sat up to face her lover.

"Oh, of course I like it. I love it!" the actress rested her hand on Reece's knee and smiled. "It's a bit chilly, if you must know, but I wouldn't complain about it. I'm sure you can think of ways to make me warm," she added with a wink.

"Could I ever," the club owner wiggled her eyebrows. She crawled over Faith until she had no choice but to lie back down. The long heavy trench coat covered both of their bodies as the tall woman leaned in for a kiss.

"Mmm, that's very effective," Faith grinned, suddenly much warmer, and reached around Reece's neck to pull her down for more.

They kissed and groped like a couple of teenagers on a hot date until Reece tried sneaking her hand inside Faith's jeans.

"No baby, we can't just do that here..." Faith sounded a bit like she was trying to convince herself. She held the strong wrist and cocked her head.

Reece was breathing erratically and that alone was a good argument on her behalf, but she understood Faith and rolled away.

"Thank you, hon," Faith sat up and leaned over her prone lover. Her dark brow was creased and she looked annoyed. "Reece? I'm sorry..."

"No, don't be silly. It's my fault," the club owner took a deep shaky breath and blew it out slowly.

"My, my, you just get all worked up, don't you?" A blue eye opened halfway and managed to give her a sarcastic stare. "Oh, you. Stop that. It's flattering, really. I like that kissing me gets you so horny."

"You do, do you?" Reece sat up and gave Faith a patented 'Reece Smile of Danger'.

"You wouldn't," Faith dared.

"Don't tempt me, gorgeous," Reece chuckled.

"Sometimes I feel like just waking up tempts you."

"It does, Faith, it does," Reece answered sincerely.

The actress smiled and shook her head. This was a side of Reece that she could really get used to, but she was reluctant to lose the other Reece for good. Faith suddenly got a head full of sneering Reeces. The more she thought about it, the more she wanted to hear that irritated growl from deep inside her lover's chest. The frustrated one she emits where she is trying so hard to keep her cool. Or the look she gets right before she's about to lose it...

"What was that for?" the club owner asked.

"What was what?" Faith replied with a look of total, confusion. Her colored cheeks didn't escape Reece.

"You chuckled and then groaned a little," blue eyes narrowed. "Were you being a bad girl, Faith?" she teased.

"I don't know what you're talking about," Faith blushed deeply. "Come on, let's get back. I know you want to check on the club," she stood and hurried to collect their picnic paraphernalia.

Reece waited there for a second, smiling to herself. I know that look and that blush, Faith Ashford, and I know exactly what you were thinking about, too, she snickered and joined her flushed lover in her task.

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Cori and Violet pulled up just as Reece was getting dressed. She waved them in from the window and pulled her socks on.

"Faith? They're here. Hurry up," she called into the bathroom.

"I'd have been finished if someone didn't distract me," she teased sticking her head out of the shower stall and winking.

Reece leaned in closer and stole a wet kiss before leaving her lover to wash in peace. It wasn't her fault that Faith was so sexy when she was wet. She grinned as she ran a brush through her long, wet hair. Hitting a snag, she frowned. Maybe I should just cut this head already, she thought seriously. Holding her hair behind her and arranging it all sorts of ways wasn't any help. She even tucked it into the back of her shirt. The tall woman was still twisting around in front of the mirror when Faith returned.

"What are you doing, Reece?"

"What do you think about me cutting my hair off?" She pulled her long locks out from her now wet shirt and brushed it again.

"How off?" Faith panicked.

"Off-off." Reece threw her brush down and sighed heavily. She watched Faith's expression change in the mirror and frowned. "Never mind," she pursed her lips and set to making a braid.

"Here, let me do that," Faith stepped behind her and fingered the soft hair for a moment before separating it into threes. "I'd miss it, Reece, but if that's what you want to do..." she shrugged and leaned over to see her lover's face in the mirror.

"Really? I just get so fed up with it sometimes," Reece turned around and embraced her lover as soon as she felt the small fingers finish.

"I love your hair, baby. I really do, but it's your hair. You do what you want," Faith made a sour face and kissed Reece's lips with scrunched lips.

"Gee, that's convincing, Faith," Reece chuckled and patted the small bottom before leaving the room.

Aw, crap. Why did I act like that? She's not shaving it off. The actress pulled out some clothes. I better tell her it's alright.

Moments later, Faith joined the women in the living room. Catching Reece's eye, she smiled shyly and nodded. Reece's head perked up and she returned her own dazzling smile.

"What was that all about?" Cori asked.

Violet shrugged, "Beats me, but it looked like Faith just gave Reece permission to do something."

The two women shared a chuckle and they all left for the club.

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As soon as Faith stepped over the threshold, she was dumbstruck. The Lounge had a complete makeover and it was beautiful. The smell of sawdust and paint was much more welcome smell than the one that usually assaulted her upon entering the club. She glanced at her lover, who was standing with her hands in her coat pockets, waiting patiently for some sort of reaction.

"Wow. Baby... it's... "

"Awesome..." Cori finished.

"You did damned good, Reece!" the piercer added.

The club owner let out the breath she was holding in anticipation. "Yeah? You think so?" Reece asked more to herself than her friends. She walked over towards the new stage setup. "It will look so much different in the dark. I really hope the new lights work," she said as she surveyed the ceiling. "Cori, will the girls like it?" she asked worriedly.

"Are you shittin' me? Of course they'll like it, they'll love it!" she climbed up on the stage and hugged the tall relieved woman.

"Alright then, give us a tour!" Faith urged excitedly.

"K. Where do you want to start?" the tall woman crouched down on the stage.

"Reece! Your jeans have a hole in the crotch!" Faith shook her head in embarrassment.

"So?" the club owner shrugged and attempted to see the hole for herself. After nearly toppling over onto her head, she offered Faith a grin.

"Baby, we talked about that. Why is it you can always find the money for everything else but yourself?"

"Faith," Reece started, "I told you, it's not imperative that I buy a new wardrobe because there's a hole in my sock," she finished with a hint of exasperation.

"All your socks have holes. Even the pairs that don't match," Faith made a disgusted face.

Cori and Violet snickered to themselves at this interesting interaction. They two women seemed oblivious to the couple and it was highly amusing to them to see their friends bickering.

"And what about those boots? I told you it was way past their life expectancy. That's why all your socks have holes."

"I just broke them in!" Reece argued.

"They're 10 years old!" Faith retaliated. "How can you even stand to put your feet in them? No wonder your socks disappear," she shook her head and sucked her teeth. "They know all the other socks will laugh at them."

"No one sees my socks, Faith." Reece jumped off the stage, crossed her arms and pursed her lips.

"I see your socks, Reece. Just what are you implying?" the actress tapped her foot in a manner that said she might not be taking this as lightly as the club owner was.

Reece decided it would be wise to back off. She took her lover in her arms and stooped down low enough so that their noses touched, and then she stuck out her lower lip. Faith couldn't help but smile.

"You are the most important someone." Reece kissed Faith's nose, making it crinkle up. "Have I told you, that you have the cutest nose?"

Faith blushed and slapped the strong shoulder playfully. "Stop that, you."

"Ohh, Boss... you're good. Really good," Cori chuckled. She stopped almost immediately as blue eyes threatened to burn a hole through her hat.

"Okay, Reece, you win, but this subject is not closed. You will be getting new boots," she waggled a finger in front of her lover's face and yelped as it was bitten.

"Come on, chicas, let's go see the rest," the club owner stood to her full height and gestured with her hand to follow. The way she lifted her hair off her neck didn't get past Faith who pulled a face.

"Hey? What was that ugly mug about? You never complained about being behind Reece before," Cori teased.

"It's what she's doing with her hair."

"Oh, that?" Cori waved at an imaginary a bug. "She always does that. It must be a bitch to have that on her head all the time. I'd never be able to keep that much hair. It must be brutal in the summer."

"I get the picture, Cori. You don't have to convince me," Faith said sarcastically.

"What? Hey? What's the matter?" the dancer pulled Faith's arm to make her stop walking.

"Reece wants to cut her hair off and I thought you were playing sides. Sorry," Faith admitted.

"Oh. Well." The dancer didn't know what to say. She had put her foot in it already.

"It's okay, Cor. You didn't know. I told her it would be fine, but now I'm not so sure." The actress started walking to catch up to Reece and Violet.

"I think she'd look hot. More butch, if you like that sort of thing," Cori wiggled an eyebrow and smiled with all her teeth.

Faith smirked at her friend's behavior. "I guess, but I'll miss the way it tickles me sometimes," she blushed, "and the way it makes a curtain around our faces when we make love." Faith got lost in that image for a second until she heard Cori clear her throat.

"Well then, you better make good use of it until it goes away," she bumped shoulders with Faith and made Groucho Marx eyebrows. "If ya know what I mean."

"Yeah," Faith grinned mischievously. "I certainly do."

Faith followed everyone into Reece's office. Violet plopped down in Reece's chair and immediately started fiddling with the club owner's laptop. Cori stood, looking over her lover's shoulder.

"Hey, when did you get this, Boss? I never saw you with a computer. I didn't even know you knew how to use one."

"Are you kidding? Frankie taught me all I needed to know. I just thought I could do everything on my own, but I got tired of playing with pencils, Cor. I got this program that takes care of all my business for me now."

"You finally got yourself an accountant then, huh?" Faith smiled knowingly. "She's not as cute as I thought she'd be."

"Very funny, Faith," Reece stuck her tongue out at the actress retaliated in kind. "You better put that away unless you intend to use it," Reece threatened.

Faith blushed, "Well, it's been fun, but I have a script on the kitchen table waiting for me to read and I think I need to find you..." Faith pointed at Reece, "...a less inutile pair of boots." She stuck out her tongue again and left the room.

"Inutile?" Reece and Cori both repeated the word with raised eyebrows, and then all three women looked Reece's boots.

The tall woman lifted her foot and sniffed at it, then shrugged. "Well it don't mean 'stinky'."

"Inutile, it means 'worthless'," Violet clarified. She got two looks of confusion. Turning the laptop around to face the women, she tapped the screen and continued, "I looked it up. You didn't think I knew that off the top of my head, did you?"

"Well, I didn't think Faith did either," Cori snickered. "Hey look something else up," she said as she leaned over Violet once more.

"Okay, what?"

"Look up 'Cori'."

"That's a name you twit, not a word," Reece teased.

"No, that's alright, I can just go to a name search. Give me a minute."

"Then, look up 'Reece'," Cori said excitedly.

Violet was overcome with snickers.

"What? Is it my name?" the dancer looked at the screen then scowled.

"Come on, Cor, spill it," the club owner began getting up off her couch.

"No, no. Stay there. It's not important," Cori lifted up a hand in protest.

After Violet composed herself, she spoke. "Cori, a boy's name, it's English and it means 'from the round hill, seething pool and ravine'."

"Seething pool! Could you imagine?"

"While being a boy's name is wrong, they got the 'round hill' thing right, though," Violet poked Cori in the boob and began laughing again.

"Why don't you look up her full name, Vi?"

The dancer narrowed her eyes at the tall smirking woman.

"Don't mind if I do. Okay, Corrine, definitely a girl's name, it means 'maiden'."

The club owner had a small burst of laughter, then settled quickly, knowing she was next.

"Oh and I suppose yours is any better, Reece," the dancer pouted.

"Reece, also a boys name, it's Welsh, it means 'ardent, fiery, enthusiastic'."

Reece nodded her head. "Can't argue with that, but again, it's not a boy's name. They oughtta fix that."

"Theresa..." the piercer began.

"Come on, Vi..." Reece grimaced, getting up and coming to stand by the two.

"From the French and Spanish, it means you are named after a saint." Everyone took a moment to chuckle and snicker, before Violet continued. "From the Greek, it means 'summer, to harvest and from the island of Theros'."

Reece took possession of the laptop and typed for a moment. "Faith, allegiance to duty or a person. Loyalty, fidelity to one's promises, sincerity of intentions. A firm belief in something for which there is no proof, complete trust..." she trailed off in thought.

"Wow. You sure know how to pick 'em, don't ya Reece."

"This thing is right, you know. Faith is all that to me. If I hadn't met her, who knows what I would be like right now?" Reece said seriously.

The three women thought about that for a while, each lost in their own version of what might have been.

"It's not pretty, is it ladies?" Reece asked rhetorically. "Okay, now Violet, 'a purple flower'."

"That's it!?"

"Sorry, hon, that's it."

"I'd rather be a ravine," Violet pouted momentarily. "Hey, Reece, we're going furniture shopping, wanna come with us?"

"Oh no, no thank you. I'm not the shopping type," the club owner grimaced and shut down her laptop.

Cori shrugged. "Suit yourself, but we gotta go." The dancer pulled on her coat and paused. "You know, that was a really generous thing you did for us, Reece. I don't know how or when we'll be able to repay you. Thank you."

"I didn't ask to be reimbursed, Cori. Consider it a housewarming gift, okay?" the tall woman fidgeted.

"You just can't accept that you do nice things can you?" the dancer hugged the club owner.

"Just go shopping, will you?" Reece backed away out of Cori's grasp and rolled her eyes.

"Later, Saint."

"Later, Ravine."

Reece laughed as Cori growled in the hallway. She sat down at her desk and stared at the penholder in thought before releasing a long sigh. She almost regretted having to go back to being "Reece Corbett, Lounge owner" tomorrow. It was a great week for her, and for Faith. Now Faith will go back to work and find out the fate of Judith, if there even was a Judith anymore. With the way these shows went, one false move and you're out. With the press Faith had received lately, Reece wouldn't be surprised if Judith was going to be killed in some hideous accident. The club owner already felt guilty, blaming herself for the possible death of Judith. Realizing that this train of thought would get her nowhere, she stood and grabbed her coat, closing her office door behind her.

Maybe I'll take a walk or something, she thought as she left the club and pulled down the gates. Faith is shopping, who knows when she'll float in, and with what... Reece snickered at the vision of her lover shopping for boots. Does she even know what size I am? It occurred to the tall woman that Faith always knew. In fact, she never even questioned it; she just accepted that every time Faith bought her something, it was bound to be perfect. How cool is that? Reece strolled down the street smiling, until she passed by a lingerie shop. Do I know what size she wears? She frowned now, feeling a bit stupid. Sure I do. I mean all I have to do is look at something and imagine her in it. Reece stepped into the boutique as she tried to convince herself.

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Reece beat Faith home, as she figured she would. The club owner was nervous, a feeling that she was coming to recognize more quickly now. She purchased a few things in that little shop and was now worried that she may have made a mistake. What if it's too tight? She'll think she's fat! Reece smacked herself in the forehead. What if it's too big? Then she'll think that I think she's fat! That though made her shudder. Before she had time to put the bags in the trash, Faith's key was turning the lock.

"Reece? Are you home?" she called out from the doorway.

"In here," Reece replied rather high pitched.

Faith stood in the living room with a look of concern. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah," she cleared her throat, "Uh, just a tickle. What ya got there?" the tall woman pointed to the oversized bag Faith was holding.

The smaller woman took off her coat and threw it on the chair. "Only the coolest Harley Davidson boots ever made," Faith beamed.

Reece's eyes lit up in excitement. "Yeah? For me?"

"No, for Smudge. Of course for you," the actress handed her expectant lover the bag and plopped down onto the couch.

Reece pulled out the box and threw the bag aside. She opened the lid and slowly took out a boot. She held it almost reverently in front of her.

"Do you like them?" Faith smiled at her lover's expression of joy.

"Like them? Are you kidding? These are AWESOME! Where did you find them?" she babbled, already undoing the big knot in the shoelaces and slipping her foot inside.

"There's this place that sells all licensed Harley gear. I actually stumbled upon it. How does it fit?" Faith was proud. She'd never seen Reece so excited about anything other than sex.

"Perfect. I don't even think they'll bite me either," she did a few ankle bends. "Nope, perfect. Thank you, Faith, these are great," Reece leaned in to kiss Faith and the actress pulled her neck down to deepen it.

"Mmm, I missed you today, Reece. What did you wind up doing?"

"Oh, I um, well we played on the laptop?"

The club owner's dodging made Faith worry. She followed Reece's rapidly wandering eyes and spotted the cause of her discomfort. "Baby? What's in the sexy bag?" Faith grinned.

"I picked something up for you too." Reece had a guilty look as she handed Faith the bag.

"What's the matter? Are you afraid I won't like it?" Faith teased.

"Well, sorta... just look inside," the tall woman said impatiently.

"Oh, gee, Reece, thanks," Faith held up a six-pack of tube socks.

"Oh, mine," she snatched them away. "You get the rest."

The fact that Reece bought herself new socks didn't escape Faith. She'd commend her on that later; right now, she was dying to know what was in the bag. She reached inside and lifted out a silky deep red velvet teddy, then a thong to match. "Reece, it's beautiful!" Faith exclaimed. She put it up against herself and Reece held her breath. Faith brought the outfit back down and checked the size.

Reece turned slightly blue from lack of oxygen. Faith smiled, and Reece startled her with a loud gust of air.

"Wow, baby, you knew my size and everything. You're the greatest," the red head wrapped her arms around the relieved club owner, who grabbed the bag.

"There's more, Faith," she smirked.

"Don't you want to see me try it on?" Faith wiggled her eyebrows.

"Oh, yeah!" Reece growled and chased her lover up the stairs, then ran back down minus her pants to gather the presents.

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Faith couldn't remember ever feeling anything like this in her life. It wasn't one particular feeling, it was a combination of many and Reece was the source. She barely had time to model her new outfit before Reece got that look in her eyes. In a heartbeat, the actress was on her back, with Reece drooling between her legs. She could feel the combination of her own arousal and her lover's saliva pooling on the sheets beneath her as her tongue worked its magic.

"Oh, god..." Her head lolled to the side as her fingers dug deeply into raven hair. Reece's tongue was lapping at her, from bottom to top, slowly. "Please, by... faster... ohh."

The actress curled her toes around Reece's shoulders; she could feel the muscles shifting under her feet as her lover's arms strained to hold her in place, never changing the pace or the rhythm, driving her insane. "Come... on... Reece..."

Faith tried to concentrate on the other sensations, like the heat burning her hip where Reece's right palm lay, the bite of her fingers digging into the sensitive flesh or the way the other hand tasted as those fingers curled over her lower lip and rested their tips just behind her teeth. It didn't work. Reece's excruciating pace was about to drive Faith mad. "Reece! Please!" she sobbed.

The tall woman pushed her lower body up and knelt between Faith's trembling legs. She gasped as a warm tongue teased her fingertips, and then pulled her hand away before it drove her to distraction. She needed to concentrate. The throb between her own legs was creating a buzz in her ears; Faith's tongue swirling around her fingers was too much. Besides, she had other plans for those fingers. The club owner sat back on her heels and Faith let out a cry of protest.

"Shhh..." Reece soothed and gently traced Faith's soaked nether lips with her warm, wet fingertips. Her other hand cupped around a heaving breast, the rapid thump of Faith's heart drove [[into] her. She focused on pleading green eyes with a look of adoration as she touched every spot she knew would bring Faith pleasure.

"Ohhhh..." Faith's hips reflexively thrust and Reece used her other hand to hold her down. The actress had only recently started to feel comfortable while Reece made love to her this way, watching her, watching herself. As the blue eyes met hers, Faith was forced to inhale as all the air left her lungs from the impact of that single look.

"You are so beautiful like this, Faith. I could watch myself make love to you all night long."

The smoky timbre of her lover's voice combined with the words that she spoke sent a violent shudder through Faith's body.

"Oh, yeah, you like this," Reece licked her lips as her fingers entered her lover slowly.

Faith uttered a wordless groan of approval. Giving herself over totally, she let her legs fall open and they hit the mattress.

Reece leaned over and latched her lips to the sensitive skin behind Faith's knee, as she shifted her other hand to graze Faith's nipple back and forth.

Faith moaned deeply. The combination of all the sensations at once were overwhelming her. It was as if everywhere Reece touched was a direct line to her center. She could feel and hear the copious wetness she was producing in reaction to her lover's touch. She placed her hand over the larger one teasing her breast and pressed it down firmly. Faith noticed when she did, the mouth left her leg. Reece was watching her again, and she couldn't care less.

"Tell me, Faith."

The actress knew exactly what her lover needed to hear, and she was more than happy to comply. "You feel sooo good..."

Reece shivered. The surge of self-pride was a drug to her. If all else was wrong with the world, she was always able to give Faith pleasure. It didn't matter if she couldn't do anything else properly. In this moment, she could never disappoint Faith. Ever. And she loved to hear it.

"What else... what else baby..."

"I need you, only you..."

"I'm gonna taste you," Reece whispered. "Make you come for me."

The warm air felt like electricity as it wafted over Faith's clit. "Do it, Reece, only you..."

"Yesss, only me," Reece nodded and lowered her mouth.

"Ohhh..." Faith moaned a long breathy growl as Reece's tongue covered her clit and pressed down. The amount of wetness that Reece encountered shot a gush of empathetic liquid from her own center. This is heaven. The club owner breathed in deeply as she began the sucking motions that were sure to make Faith scream.

"AH! REECE, YES!"

Faith's hips surged and Reece was forced to abandon her breast to hold her bucking lover down. Reece was pumping her fingers hard and fast, her lips pulling in time with her thrusting. Faith's thighs were suddenly wrapped around her head, but she still heard the screams of passion as Faith exploded in her mouth. Reece moaned in sympathy as Faith's pelvis stayed suspended and her back arched severely, but she didn't stop giving her pleasure until the smaller body fell back down heavily and the trembling legs loosened their grip.

"Oh god... oh... god... oh... god..."

Reece slithered up the twitching frame of her spent lover; placing errant kisses to her favorite spots, wringing occasional whimpers out of Faith.

"Reece, oh, my god."

The club owner chuckled. "Suddenly, you've become very religious, Faith," she teased.

"Oh..." Faith breathed deeply, attempting to slow her frantically beating heart. "If I could lift my arm, I'd slap you."

"For what?" Reece asked, then bent her neck and licked a drop of sweat snaking between Faith's breasts.

"Oh, no, get out of there," she lifted Reece's chin. "I'd slap you for being so selfish. I have no strength to take care of you now," Faith pouted.

"No biggie. I'm okay."

"Reece, you're not okay. You're about to slide off my leg. Jesus, I'm exhausted!"

Reece straightened her body out on top of Faith's and lifted herself up to rest on her forearms.

"Don't leer at me like that, Reece," Faith shivered all over again at the glint in those blue eyes. "You'll kill me, I'm, sure of it."

"So, Faith," Reece began a she rubbed her mound against Faith's leg, "are you too tired to bend your knee?" She shifted her hips and bit her bottom lip at the sensations.

"Oh, yes, Reece, I want to see you!" Faith nodded excitedly and propped her leg up slightly to accommodate the long frame. She was eager to have Reece ride her; it was few and far between that her lover allowed her this pleasure to watch her. It was a thrill for Faith to see Reece hunching over her, giving herself pleasure.

The club owner raised herself up higher and slipped an arm behind Faith's neck. Reece then lowered her center back down and Faith gasped at the slick warmth coating her thigh. The tall woman shuddered and dipped her head to speak into Faith's ear.

"I like this baby, it's like I'm fucking you." Reece pulled her head back and leaned her weight on her one arm. She thought about maybe sliding further down, to look into Faith's face while she came. She unconsciously jerked her hips with the thought and groaned. Being as tall as she was, if she stayed in this position, her tits would be swaying directly over Faith's face. She thought about that for a moment and with a nod to herself, made a decision.

Faith placed one hand on Reece's ass and the other above her head to thread their fingers together. It seemed as if Reece was positioning herself in such a way that... If I stretched my neck, I bet I could...

"Suck my tit, Faith."

YES!

The tall woman moaned and ground herself into her lover. Faith's teeth pressed lightly into her nipple, holding it in place while the tip of her tongue flitted frantically across the tip, flooding her with sensation. It was too good. She would come quickly and need more, but Faith was too tired. Ohh, but that tongue! Reece felt the clench in her belly and stopped moving. "Let go, baby."

Faith released her hold on Reece's breast and pouted. "I was quite enjoying myself," she protested replacing her mouth with her fingers.

"God, Faith, I was gonna come," she breathed heavily a few times, "and I want you to touch me." Reece pulled Faith onto her side and lay facing her.

Faith reached out and touched her lover's lips before leaning in and covering them with her own. The actress let her hand drift down and caress Reece's sensitive nipples until the club owner took the offending hand and pushed it down.

"Oh, Reece," Faith breathed in between kisses. "So wet."

"Unn..." Reece grunted as Faith entered her swiftly. She released the grip on Faith's wrist and wrapped her arm around the smaller body, pulling it closer to her.

Faith loved moments like this, where Reece was vulnerable and wasn't afraid. It was the ultimate gift as far as she was concerned. "Is this good, Reece?" she whispered quietly, not wanting to break the mood, but needing to give Reece whatever she wanted.

"Yes, don't stop," she replied breathlessly, her voice raspy.

Faith adjusted her hand slightly and the heel of her hand made its contact. Reece jerked and grabbed at her wrist again. The club owner held it still and moved herself instead.

"Yes, Reece, you're so hot," Faith encouraged.

"For you..." she grunted and sucked her bottom lip into her mouth, never taking her eyes away from Faith's.

Faith could tell by the way Reece was squinting that she was almost there. She was trying to maintain eye contact and it caused a warmth to spread through the actress's core. Her lover picked up her momentum and Faith felt the wetness seep around her fingers. Reece groaned deep in her chest and her fingers dug painfully into Faith's wrist.

"Almost..."

Faith nodded as Reece forced the word through her tight lips. Seconds later, they opened up and a whimper-like gasp escaped them.

"Yes, Reece, come for me," Faith panted, caught up in her lover's pleasure.

Reece trembled and pressed her clit into Faith's hand. Green eyes closed briefly as the contractions squeezed her fingers tightly. Reece's head fell onto Faith's shoulder and she growled, causing a shiver to course through the smaller frame.

Finally, the club owner relaxed and pulled Faith's hand away. In seconds, Faith found herself on her back, covered completely with a sweaty trembling Reece. "Ohhhh, yeeahh," she purred and twitched some before seeking out Faith's lips and kissing her senseless. When the kisses slowed, she made small happy sounds in her throat. Reece was more at peace than she had been in a long time. All that mattered right now was the bliss that she felt in Faith's arms and she intended to make it last. She nuzzled her nose into the crook of the actress's neck and poked her tongue out in different spots until Faith squirmed and giggled.

Faith found this behavior adorable and had to take advantage of it. She reached around, ran her nails through Reece's hair and scratched her scalp. Reece practically melted.

"That feels incredible, Faith."

"Wanna cuddle, sweetie? I'll do scratchies until we fall asleep."

"Deal," Reece inhaled and exhaled a deep contented sigh. "Move me?" she asked with a chuckle.

Faith pushed and shoved until she maneuvered herself out from underneath the heavy body. She then patted her shoulder and Reece wrapped her arm and leg over her and rested her head where Faith indicated. They both yawned.

"Hey, where's my scratchies?" Reece slurred sleepily.

Faith lifted her arm and rested it on Reece's head. The club owner attempted to move her head under the hand, but was too tired and they both fell asleep that way.

It had been two weeks since the "Grand Re-Opening" of The Lounge. Business was fantastic and the club owner couldn't have been happier. Reece spent the nights nodding politely and smiling appropriately as the many men and women complimented her on the new look. This night, like most others, she sat on a stool at the end of the bar, dressed impeccably in her tuxedo. Reece argued at first about wearing the stiff outfit, but Faith had insisted. She even managed to rally the dancers on her side and finally Reece relented. If she had to admit it, which she didn't, the tall woman would have to agree that she looked hot in a tux. Besides, she had on her new Harley boots and no one was any wiser.

The new policy of allowing women into the club, unescorted by a man, was another one of Faith's great ideas. In fact, The Lounge now catered exclusively to women, lesbian or otherwise, on Thursday nights. The amount of unescorted women dropped considerably during the rest of the week after that news came out but no one was complaining. The dancers and bartenders noticed that, for whatever reason, the women were better tippers and now practically fought to work on Thursdays; the fact that the women were less likely to grope and cop feels was also great incentive.

Reece let her gaze rest on the small side-stage where Cori and Susan were performing. The two-girl act was another crowd pleaser and Reece had to add more seating around the two new stage areas where the women performed to accommodate.

Money flowed like water these days and Reece spent most of her days shaking her head in shock at the unbelievable turn of events; Faith even threw a small congratulations party in honor of Reece's success last week. It took a while for Reece to acknowledge that it wasn't all going to blow up in her face and when she realized that this was all real, she settled a bit more comfortably in her skin. Faith was so proud of her and told her every chance she got.

The club owner allowed her thoughts to drift to Faith as she stared off in the distance. The actress was having a hard time at work; her character was suffering, due to her personal life. Reece felt responsible and the two had many discussions about the issue. Faith was increasingly frustrated and she would mope around the house, causing Reece to feel even more guilty. Faith didn't enjoy working or acting now and it made the tall woman feel miserable. Reece often hoped that they would just kill off Judith so Faith could get out of her contract and get on with her life. She didn't share the secret with Faith, knowing that it would only cause more moping. The club owner also silently wondered if she should go to the studio and make them a monetary offer to let Faith out of the deal, but she knew it wasn't the right thing to do.

Blinking the disturbing thoughts away, Reece let her gaze settle on the larger table towards the back where several businessmen were assembled, papers strewn all over the table. It amazed her that people made made big, million-dollar business deals in places like this and how important it was for her to make them happy. She decided to take a walk, greet the small crowd and see if they were okay. The tall woman stood up and smoothed her jacket, thinking about how her life had changed so dramatically in such a short time.

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When Reece arrived home, she found Faith asleep on the couch. She silently hung up her coat and took off her boots, so her feet wouldn't make any noise. Stopping in front of the couch, she squatted down and kissed Faith lightly on the lips. Apparently, if the amount of balled up Kleenex was any indication, her lover had been crying most of the evening. The tall woman got a stab of pain in her chest. How come it when it's good for me, she is suffering? Is this punishment or something?

Reece slipped upstairs quietly, changed into boxers and a t-shirt and turned down the bed. After clicking on a small lamp, she turned off the main light in the room and went back down to her lover. Standing by the sleeping woman, Reece wondered if it really was such a bad idea to pay off the studio to kill off Judith. Sure, Faith would be out of a job, but will that be so bad? I could well afford to take care of both of us and she's sure to get something else. The tall woman pursed her lips and frowned. Maybe I oughtta talk to Cori or something, but, one way or another, this has to stop.

Reece bent down and slid her arms under Faith's body and lifted her up to cradle her. Faith mumbled and snuggled into her chest. Reece sighed deeply. It hurt her to see Faith so upset and she felt helpless to do anything to make it go away. Standing up to her full height, she spied the script that Faith had been laying on and narrowed her eyes at it, hoping it would burst into flames. While script reading was a no-no, this time Reece could care less. After putting Faith into bed, she returned down to the living room and sat down on the couch to read.

What? Why those stupid...

Reece was livid. Reading this became a very bad idea as she was worked herself into a frenzy of anger within minutes. The powers that be had Judith as Campus' most hated. Every character in the show had reason to despise Judith and poor Faith was constantly under attack. So what if it was "Judith" and not Faith, Reece didn't care. This was her lover and she'd be damned if she was going to let anyone call Faith half the names she'd be called come shooting day by anyone, in-character or not. Reece was steamed and it wasn't too smart; she'd never be able to explain to Faith why she was in this mood. Faith apparently thought she could handle this herself and had sat on this for two weeks, all the while making Reece feel special. So effectively, in fact, that Reece had no idea how bad it really was. The tall woman frowned furiously at herself. How could I not know she was so upset? Now Reece wanted to beat up several people, including herself.

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Faith woke up and found herself in bed. Sitting up quickly, she also realized that she was alone and sighed. "Reece must be at the gym," she said sadly. "Okay girl, time to go to work."

Entering the bathroom, the actress noticed a piece of paper on top of the closed toilet seat. It was a yellow sticky with a smiley face on it. She couldn't help but chuckle at Reece's attempt to cheer her up. After taking care of business, she reached in to turn on the shower and was greeted by a huge smiley face drawn on the wall with what appeared to be chocolate syrup. This time she laughed out loud.

Faith was confronted by no fewer than fifteen smiley faces by the time she was ready to walk out the door. Feeling a lot less upset, she stuffed the last smiley in her jeans pocket and closed the door behind her.

The actress slid across the leather seat of the black car, pulling the door closed behind her. Her driver handed her a steaming cup of her favorite coffee, a vanilla latte, and the actress accepted it with a smile. "Barry, if I no longer work at the studio, do you have to go away?"

"Not that I'm aware of Ms..."

"Please, will you stop that and call me Faith!" she complained.

"Okay, okay... habit," he grinned in the rearview mirror. "No, Ms. Corbett pays me, not the studio. Why, if you don't mind me asking?"

"I may not be long for this job, Barry. I hate it and I want out of my contract," Faith stated bluntly.

Barry nodded. He knew Faith was miserable and he heard the phone call she had made to her mother yesterday. If only he could bring himself to tell Reece, he was sure she could fix this. If she knew how sad Faith was, she'd move heaven and earth to change things, of this, he was sure. "Have you told Ms. Corbett about this? I mean, I'm sure she..."

"No. I don't want anything to ruin Reece's moment; she deserves this. She's waited her whole life to be happ. Please, don't tell her anything!!" Faith nearly begged.

Barry nodded and sighed sadly, turning on Faith's favorite radio station. He brightened up a little as she chuckled and started sing with Glen Campbell.

"Like a Rhinestone Cowboy..."

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Reece paced back and forth in front of the leg machine. "But, Cori, she's absolutely fucking miserable! Why shouldn't I fix this? I can, for shit's sake! For once, I can do something good! Why would it be so wrong?" she fumed.

"Because it's not a place for you to interfere. If it's so awful, she'll take care of it herself. Faith knows when she's had enough. She's pretty tolerant." Cori eyed her pacing friend wearily. "She stayed with you, didn't she?"

"Oh, that's fucking hilarious, Cor," Reece's scowl threatened to swallow her face.

"Reece, seriously, lighten up. Faith can handle herself. If you go and stick your nose in, she'll be pretty pissed."

"But you haven't told me why," Reece stopped pacing and stood in front of the dancer.

"Because this isn't a schoolyard and you're not the big sister. That's why," Cori sighed in exasperation as her tall friend stared her down. "Look, I'll talk to her today, okay? I'll find out what the deal is and, yes, if it's too much for her then you can play bully. Deal?" she held out her hand.

Reece wavered a little and opened her clenched fist. "Promise to tell me the truth?"

"Promise."

"Okay, deal." Reece nearly crushed Cori's fingers and the dancer grimaced in pain before Reece realized what she was doing. "Oh, sorry, I'm a bit tense."

"I'll say. When's the last time you got laid?" Cori wondered.

"Last week, maybe?" Reece winced at her own admission. "I'm busting, Cor. This thing has to end or I'll spontaneously combust."

"Whassamatter? Are your fingers broken? Do it yourself," Cori shrugged. "Better yet, do it in bed while she's laying next to you. That ought to do the trick."

Both Reece's eyebrows arched high. "You know, that's not such a bad idea."

"Oh, and Reece? You may want to take a shower first," she teased.

"Freak," the club owner winked at her friend and headed towards the locker room.

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"Jayme, may I have a word with you, please?"

While the normally stoic producer was ready for this moment, the tone of Faith's voice made her wince. She lifted her hand, waved the actress into her office and made short work of her phone call. Hanging up the receiver, she graced Faith with a guilty smile.

Faith smiled back, a pathetic attempt to hide her disgust. She opened the script and pointed to a particular line. "Scumbag. Can they say this on television?"

"Uh, yeah. It passed the censors," Jayme fidgeted uncomfortably.

"Just checking." Faith leafed through the script some more and came to another page. "Oh, here. You know, I find it hard to believe that on Monday, I slept with Ali's boyfriend, while on that same day, I sabotaged three cars in the parking lot. I'm not sure, but it may be overkill. What if I sleep with him on Monday and on Tuesday, I slash those tires. Cuz, Wednesday, I see I'm pretty busy breaking up Sandy and her fiancÈ. Thursday, however, I managed to get some free time between bitch slapping Barbra and convincing Holly's children of what a slut she is," Faith's smile turned to a sneer and she slammed the script closed.

Jayme nodded, her expression rueful. "Uhm, Faith, I'm sorry..."

"No, don't be silly," Faith stood up and waved the apology away. "I hardly expected you to be understanding. I mean, what else could you do to me? Making my job miserable comes with being a lesbian, does it not? I fully expected to be tortured relentlessly for loving someone with all my heart. Come on now, Jaymeister, every one should be cruelly punished for finding the other half of their soul."

If the venom in Faith's voice had been tangible, Jayme knew that she would have been dead. The producer nodded feebly and licked her dry lips. The tension rolling off the actress was palpable and it made the air heavy. Jayme nervously picked at her desk blotter in a desperate attempt to avoid eye contact.

"That's okay, Jaymes. I'll see myself out."

The producer glanced up and grimaced as the door slammed loudly. "Damn it. It's not my fault," she complained to the empty room.

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John reached out and grabbed Faith's arm as she attempted to whiz past make-up. He twirled her around, sat the disoriented actress in the chair and stood before her tapping his foot. "Where do you think you're going?"

"Work."

Faith attempted to get up but John stopped her by stepping in front of the chair and leaning on the arms, trapping her. "Faith, I love you so much, you're like the sister I never had. Why didn't you talk to me about this? It's horrible. It's because you sleep with Reece that they're doing this to you. Don't you want to fight it?"

Green eyes studied the man who was being so uncharacteristically sober. Faith reached out, laid her hand on his and squeezed. "Look, I'm sorry. I can't fight everyone. As soon as I discuss this with Reece, I'm outta here. I'm no hero. I'm tired and I want to go home."

"Honey, I understand defeat. Let me make a few phone calls and I'll have the biggest, baddest butches and the draggiest of the queens here in a flash. You don't have to fight alone; you got me," he paused to smile brightly, "and one out of every ten people in New York City who would love to stand behind you. They're a lovely bunch," he snickered and kissed her nose.

Faith grinned. What did she have to lose? Reece would agree that she should leave. If her lover knew the half of it, she'd storm in here like a bat out of hell. Oh yeah, maybe I should let her exact my revenge.

"If that evil little chuckle means anything, shall I assume that you agree with me?"

"I do, but that was brought on by just thinking about letting Reece loose in here."

"Oh, Louise! What a wonderfully delicious idea," John snickered conspiratorially.

Faith laughed with him and became serious again, "It would mean a lot to you if I fought this, wouldn't it?"

"Not just me, Faith. A lot of people have been treated a hell of a lot worse that this."

"I'll fight, John, but I'm not willing to stay where I'm not wanted."

"Who says you have to stay? Just make the grandest exit ever known. Let the world know why you're leaving. Narrow minded bigots need to be reminded that we're everywhere." The make up artist sang a rousing chorus of "We're here, we're queer."

"Thank you, John. I love you, too," Faith laughed. "Now, let's doll me up. My public awaits."

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Cori was just stepping out of the shower when the phone began ringing. She grabbed a towel and yelled to Violet who was doing paint touch-ups to check the caller ID. Only special people warrant her naked attention.

"It's Reece. I'm full of paint!" the piercer hollered from the kitchen.

Cori ran to answer the phone. "You're special."

"Huh?" Reece was confused at the greeting and thought she may have dialed some religious fanatic by accident. "Cori?" she asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, what's up?"

"There's definitely something wrong with you, you know that?"

"Uh huh. I'm naked. Talk to me while I get dressed. Unless you wanna talk dirty and then I'll stay naked," she offered. "I know you could use some help lately."

"You're an asshole. I'm freaking out and you wanna have phone sex," Reece snorted.

"Okay, okay... I have my panties on and I'm holding my bra. What's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing's wrong, Cor. Everything happens to be right," Reece answered cryptically.

"What the fuck are you talking about, Reece?"

"Just got a call from Brad. Brad Rogers, remember him?"

"How could I forget, Theresa," she teased.

Reece growled, "Anyway, Corrine, guess who's had a part written specifically for her in a big budget movie?"

"No way." Cori plopped down on the bed. "No fucking way! Faith?"

"DING, give that girl a cigar!" Reece laughed, picturing her friend's shocked face.

"Oh, my fucking god. Did you tell her? VIOLET, get in here! Is she going to take it? Of course, she's going to take it! I am an asshole. When is she quitting? Talk to me!"

Reece chuckled. "Okay, I'll give you the excitement, I nearly fell over myself. No, I haven't told her yet; Brad is on the phone with her right now and she'd be a fool not to take it." Reece heard Violet come rushing into the room and Cori explained to her what was going on.

"AAAAHHHH!!!"

Both women screamed into the phone and Reece feared she lost the ability to hear out of her left ear.

"Whoa, easy girls. I just wanted you to know, Cori. Can I go to the studio now?"

"Yes, Reece, I think you can go to the studio now," Cori said excitedly.

The second Reece put down the receiver, the phone rang. Knowing it would be a barely contained Faith on the other line, she smiled and sat down before answering. "Yellow?"

The club owner sat on the couch with the biggest, proud grin on her face, listening to her hyperactive lover scream and yell her happiness into her ear. After Faith calmed some, Reece asked the question. "Faith, what about your contract? Will they let you out of it?"

"Fuck the contract, Reece. Let them sue me. I hate it here. God, a movie, Reece!"

The club owner chuckled, "I know baby, I know. They wrote the part just for you. I'm so proud of you."

"You are?" Faith squeaked.

"Of course I am. Why shouldn't I be?"

"I love you, Reece," Faith sobbed.

"Why the hell are you crying? Faith! What's the matter?" Reece practically hollered in concern.

"It's good, Reece, it's all good. I miss you right now. I want to hug you. I want you to hug me, really," she admitted.

"Then I'll be right there."

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"Where's Judith? Has anyone seen Faith?"

The entire cast shrugged. They knew where Faith was and didn't care how long they waited until she appeared. While the head guys were out to get the actress, the cast and crew didn't feel the same way and backed her one hundred percent. When Reece came sauntering into the lot, they were more than happy to cover Faith's back and give her however long she needed with her partner.

"God, I wish I could have been a fly on that wall when Faith confronted Jayme," Ali whispered to Sandy.

Sandy nodded, "Oh yeah, ten bucks says she didn't curse once and it was still scary."

Ali snickered, "I agree. Oh, here comes Faith now."

"Feeling better, hon?" Sandy asked, rubbing Faith on the back.

"Much, thanks. Reece's hugs are the best medicine, nothing else matters when I'm in her arms."

"I envy you. I hope I find what you have. It must be wonderful," Ali smiled dreamily.

"You will, when you least expect it, too. Love is funny that way," Faith's lips lifted into a cute little grin. The sudden booming of the PA system startled the women.

"Jayme, please come to your office. Thank you."

"What the hell was that?"

Faith's eyes narrowed and she chuckled evilly,

"That, was Reece. In about five minutes, ladies, I'll be a free woman."

"What? Are you kidding?" Ali was shocked.

"Reece is buying out my contract as we speak."

"You mean she's in there with Jayme now? Oh, shit! I want to hear this!"

John flew by and grabbed Ali by the sleeve. "Then follow me, sweetheart!"

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If there was one thing in this world that could put the producer's heart in her throat, it was the figure sitting at her desk.

Reece grinned wildly at the gasp Jayme emitted. Draping her leg casually over the arm of the chair, she waved her hand at the chair on the other side of the big desk.

Jayme sat down and prayed that she wouldn't pee in her pants. "Reece."

"Jayme." She rolled her piercing around behind her teeth. "Comfy?"

"You're in my chair."

"I am," Reece nodded and dropped her foot to the floor. She leaned her elbows on the desk and grinned.

Jayme stood up in a huff. If there was one thing she hated, it's being patronized and, boy, was Reece doing that. "Okay, to what do I owe the pleasure of your company?"

"You fucked with Faith and I'm not pleased."

"Look, Reece, I tried to talk to them..."

"Save it," Reece held up a hand. "You're a writer and the producer. You're lucky that you're on that side of the desk right now, because if you were any closer, I'd rip your fucking throat out."

Jayme unconsciously stepped backwards and swallowed loudly.

"Used to be a time, when people caused me grief, directly or indirectly, I showed them my displeasure in a very different way. Do you know how satisfying the feeling of someone's facial structure collapsing under my fist is to me?"

The unbridled glee blaring from the woman in front of her with that statement frightened the producer to no end. She felt her heart beat irregularly and loudly.

"Oh, yeah," Reece purred. "The delicious crunching sound of breaking bones and the warm stickiness of their blood on my hands is most satisfying."

Reece looked away as if lost in a pleasant dream. Jayme was beginning to think that this woman was all-out crazy. She cleared her throat to remind Reece she had company.

"Especially when they hurt Faith. I'd kill for her." Reece shot Jayme a glare that spoke volumes of truth. "So, Jayme, aren't you glad I've found another way to show my displeasure nowadays?"

That would depend entirely on what this new way was. The producer nodded and left her thoughts unspoken. "What do you want, Reece?" she asked as confidently as she could.

"Faith is finished. She quits. Do I make myself clear?"

"But I can't just..." Jayme protested.

"I don't care what the fuck you do, but Faith goes home with me the second I walk out that door."

"But her contract, the studio... I can't just..." Jayme stopped speaking as soon as Reece pulled out her checkbook.

"How much and who do I make it out to?"

"Uhh... I don't know, I have to ask the..."

Reece put away her checkbook, stood and handed Jayme a card instead. "You'll call me. Do we have a deal?"

"Okay. Uh, yeah, we have a deal, but what about today's shoot? It's halfway done!"

"Kill her. We're outta here," the tall woman walked towards the door.

"Reece?" The producer's frustration was evident.

"Pleasure doing business with you. You know, it doesn't feel half bad to do things this way," Reece grinned again and left the office.

Sandy, John and Ali barely had time to scatter as Reece blew through the door, wearing the cocky smirk that always turned Faith's knees to jelly. The actress ran to catch up to her tall lover and wrapped her arms around Reece's waist. She closed her eyes and hummed in pleasure as one strong arm wound around her shoulder as they walked towards the dressing rooms.

Once behind the closed door, Reece exploded with laughter.

Faith stepped back to admire her lover in her current state of hysterics. "It was that good, huh?" Faith asked, catching Reece's mirth, a broad smile lighting up her face.

The tall woman nodded, slowing down to a small chuckle. "You should have seen Jayme's face!"

"I would have tried, but John already had his big fat head attached to the keyhole. He didn't see anything, though."

Reece sat down on the chair and beckoned to Faith by pursing her lips and tilting her head back. Accepting the silent invitation, the actress curled up on her lover's lap and kissed her. The lip lock ended far too early for Reece and she sighed when Faith pulled away.

"Hey, I'm not done with you yet, sweetie, I need to lock the door," the actress winked and backed up to the door, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Know what? I don't want to stay here any more, let's say we pack up your stuff and go," the club owner stood and suggested.

"You have a point. Besides, we already christened that chair," Faith snickered.

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Reece was more than ready to leave, but Faith was still saying her goodbyes. She waited patiently, holding her lover's belongings when she heard a strange foghorn sound coming from outside. Rushing to the window, she found that she wasn't the only one who'd heard it and she had to squeeze between a few people to see the source of the disturbance. What she saw caused a deep groan of discomfort to escape her already impatiently clenched teeth. "Uh, babe? You might wanna see this," she called to Faith and made room for the actress to see the commotion.

"Oh yeah, John mentioned something about that. Jeez, there are a lot of people!"

"You're okay with that? Do you want to leave another way?"

"No, Reece, I want to do this. It's important to a lot of people. Am I comfortable? No, but I have you to protect me," Faith squeezed her lover's hand and received a kiss on her forehead in return.

Sandy opened the window in order to hear what the crowd was yelling about and a dozen or so people poked their heads outside. They were indeed yelling 'We're here! We're queer! Get used to it!' John puffed up proudly and chanted along with them.

"Faith, what's this all about!?" Jayme was suddenly at her side tapping her foot and pointing towards the window wildly. "Is this your idea? Well, I think it was just plain stupid."

Reece bristled and was about to interfere when she felt Faith's hand press against her stomach.

"Oh?" Faith challenged.

"Stupid is as stupid does."

Everyone turned to look at John who shrugged his shoulders. "I saw that in a movie. It seemed appropriate." He stepped in front of the producer and poked her in the chest. "This," he pointed to the ever-growing crowd, "was my idea. If anything is stupid, it's the way you treated Faith. You, my dear, are the stupid one because you not only lost the best actress on this whole cast, but the best make-up artist in all of New York." Jayme chuckled indifference and John became furious. "Oh, you think I'm funny? I'll show you funny. I'll throw you out that window to that crowd and tell them all that you're the one who wrote Faith into that horrible corner. Let me tell you something else, missy, if you ever call Faith stupid again, I'll let Reece at you and after she's done dismembering you, I'll show you what a size 11 snakeskin slip-on feels like upside your narrow-minded head!" The make-up artist drew everyone's attention from the window and the applause he received embarrassed him. He looked near to tears and Reece clamped a strong hand on his shoulder and pulled him back.

"Easy, big guy, deep breath," she instructed him. Glancing at the smirking producer, who obviously thought John's threat held no water, Reece became angry. "Hey, Jayme," catching her attention she twisted her face into her most menacing smile, then lifted her hands and clenched the fists. With a small yet effective sound effect, she twisted her hands around and said, "Crunch." Jayme paled and turned on her heel. Reece smirked at a job well done, draped a possessive arm around Faith and John and the three walked outside to even more applause from the large crowd assembled in the lot.

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That weekend saw the group of friends meeting at a restaurant in a victory celebration.

"Oh, my god, I'm all atremble!" John swooned. "When she said," John affected a deep dramatic voice, "warm stickiness of their blood..." the make up artist fanned himself.

"She is a pleasure to watch. Too bad you couldn't see it, it was probably even better than it sounded," Cori chuckled.

"Hey, is this a private party or can any old crackpot join?" Faith joked as she sat down, her lover standing right behind her.

"Any old crackpot already did," Reece gestured with her chin to John.

"Shuh-up, Spike."

"Hey, thanks for this celebration guys. You really didn't have to," Faith leaned across the table and hugged Violet.

"Hey, it's dinner time, we were hungry. You just landing a movie deal was simply good timing," Cori teased.

"Thanks for inviting me, Reece. I missed Louise," the make up artist wiped an imaginary tear.

"It's only been three days, you drama queen," Reece snorted.

"Don't go anywhere so quickly, John. I requested that you be my make-up artist for the movie. We're just waiting for the studio to give you a call."

"Hmmm, well... I don't know," John pretended to think. "I'd have to check my book for any other big important movie starts that want me to serve them." John bit his lip for a second before exploding in a very John-like fashion, "YAAAAHHHOOOO!!! Wheee!" He got up and danced a little victory dance, which turned into an all out conga line of one circling around the table.

"Siddown, Mary, people are staring!" Reece reprimanded playfully, though she was enjoying his display.

"I'm gonna work for Faith, yeah! I'm gonna work for Faith, yeah!"

The table and quite a few others were laughing out loud. This spectacle only caused people to start recognizing Faith and Reece saw that she was getting uncomfortable with the sideways glances and whispers. On his next pass by the tall woman, she pulled him onto her lap and glared at him. "Enough. We get the picture."

John scrambled off her lap like she was covered in spines. "Jesus, must you be so scary?" he wiped himself off and sat down in his chair with a loud huff.

"Anyone know what we're having?" Cori asked from behind a menu. "I can't decide. It all looks so good."

"I know, babe. Anyone ever eat here before?" Violet asked.

"Ooo! Ooo!" John raised his hand and waved it around.

"Yes, tall boy in the back row," Cori called on him.

"I did, Miss Cori, and it was yummy. I got the eggplant rolotine."

Reece rolled her eyes. If these were the people that Faith liked to surround herself with, well then, she would have to deal with it. Like it or not, they cared for her lover, they took care of Faith in her absence and she was grateful. Putting up with them in public places, however, was going to take some getting used to. As the chatter continued, the club owner put down her menu and glanced sideways at her lover. Faith's eyes were sparkling with mirth and Reece found it beautiful. Her lips curled up in a smile and she found herself kissing Faith's cheek without thought.

Startled by the spontaneous act, the actress turned to her lover with a look of confusion. Seeing Reece blush at her own actions was an eyebrow raiser. Faith almost said something, but at the last second chose to let Reece off the hook and entwined their fingers instead of drawing any more attention to her pinkish lover.

The waiter sidled up to recite the specials. When he noticed Faith, he became flustered and John giggled. Reece pointed a warning finger at him and he physically zipped and then buttoned his lips, drawing another eye roll from the club owner.

"I'm terribly sorry to be so rude, but aren't you Faith Ashford?" the waiter squatted down and asked the actress.

"Yes, I am. And you are?"

"Oh, I'm Paul, just another struggling actor. I just wanted to thank you for what you did," he said shyly.

"What I did?" Faith asked, puzzled.

"Yes, when you drew all that attention to why you quit "Campus". I didn't protest, lord knows I should have, but it was a wonderful thing to see on the news. By putting your face out there, you cracked some stereotyping. It changed some things, some people's views about who and what gay people should look like."

"That was my idea," John piped up, enamored by Paul's squatting butt and talking directly to it. "OW!" he glared at Reece and rubbed his shin.

"You're welcome, Paul."

"Well, I just wanted to thank you. Have a great dinner everyone."

While Paul proceeded to take everyone's order, Reece watched Faith's expression of embarrassed shyness turn to a more prideful smile, complete with a slight chin raise. She squeezed Faith's hand tighter and smiled back at her when she turned to face her.

"Feels good, Reece," she beamed. "I did something... and it feels really good."

The club owner simply nodded, knowing exactly what her lover was feeling, and cheerfully gave Paul her order.

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Later that night, Reece slid under the covers and watched Faith sleep for a long while. All night at the club, the only thing on her mind was Faith. She needed her lover, really needed her in the worst way. The couple hadn't really made love for almost two weeks and Reece thought she had set some sort of new personal record, which was especially annoying, since she was lying here right now, staring at Faith as she slept. Wake up, Faith, Wake up, Faith... she chanted in her mind while staring intently at her lover. The sleeping woman didn't even flinch.

Reece rolled over and scrubbed her hands over her face in defeat. Well, looks like I'll be flying solo, she decided with a frown. Sparing one more intent glare at Faith, Reece flopped back rather heavily and the bed bounced. Faith grumbled and turned over to face Reece, her hand reaching out blindly until it found the club owner's arm. Faith then pulled it towards her as she scooted her body closer to her lover, until she was hugging Reece's arm like a body pillow.

Reece narrowed her eyes at her sleeping, smiling lover. Well, that's just great, I can't do it with my other hand! The tall woman turned her face towards the wall and she stared at it for a long time. She tried not to concentrate on the weight of Faith's breasts as they hugged her bicep. It didn't work. The club owner sighed loudly and turned back around to face Faith again. She doesn't realize what she's doing to me, does she? Reece jiggled and flexed her captive arm. "Faith," she whispered. "Gimme..." she flexed her bicep again and Faith made yummy sounds, digging her fingers a little harder into the tense muscle. Then, to Reece's amazement, Faith scooted even closer and curled up, placing Reece's fingers directly in her crotch.

THAT does it! The tall woman shoved her left hand down inside her boxers and tested her agility. A pleased grin spread across her face as her legs parted wider.

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Reece was roused to wakefulness by an odd sensation on her forearm. Opening her eyes, she was face to snout with Smudge and he was humping her arm. Sitting up quickly and dislodging the pup, she lifted her arm in the air and shook it. "Oh, man, that was disgusting!" she scolded the puppy that just sat there on the bed staring at her. "Bad Smudge, bad, bad puppy," she shook her finger at him and he began to gnaw on it. "Cut it out!" she whisper-yelled.

"Babe? What in the world are you doing?" Faith's sleepy voice drifted from under the covers.

"Ugh, yuck. Smudge was humping me," she grimaced and shook her arm again.

"He's got good taste." Faith sat up and watched her lover shake and flap her arm. "Stop that, you look like you're trying to take flight. It's distracting as all hell."

"What, pray tell, is it distracting you from," Reece scrunched up her forehead.

"This," the actress sat up and threw herself on top of Reece, hugging her in a vice grip.

"Hey, now this is good. Wouldn't want to distract you from this," the club owner stretched her neck up in an invitation. "God knows how long it's been since I had..."

"Reece?"

"Hmm?"

"Shut up and kiss me."

"Yes ma'am."

In the midst of many long awaited kisses, Reece reached up to touch Faith's face. The actress pulled back and stared at her lover curiously.

"What?" Reece puzzled. "Why did you stop?" she groaned.

"Your hand, Reece... you touched yourself?" Faith's eyebrow arched high on her head.

"Well, Faith, it's been what, two weeks? Gimme a break," Reece pouted.

"In our bed? With me in it and you didn't wake me?"

"Believe me, I tried."

"Do you remember that promise you made me about touching yourself?"

"No, refresh my memory. I'm sure I was unfairly coerced, anyway," Reece teased.

"You said, you'd touch yourself for me... so I can watch," Faith folded her arms across her chest.

"No, I think I said maybe. Maybe I promised to make you feel like a big giant clit again?" Reece wiggled her eyebrows.

"Oh, now you're sadly mistaken," Faith shook her head with a cute little grin. "So, are you going to let me watch you?"

"Now?" the club owner questioned. "I'd have to be in one hell of a mood to just sit here and do that," she chuckled.

"I'm sure I could assist you in getting to that mood, Reece," Faith purred at the end of her sentence and Reece's eyes narrowed. The smaller woman leapt across the bed and landed on top of her waiting lover, throwing her on her back. She grabbed both sides of Reece's face and squished, making fish lips, sucked them into her mouth and teased them with her tongue.

Reece shook her leg uncontrollably as the sensations traveled down her body. Smudge seeing this as an opportunity attacked the flailing limb, scaling the length of it until he made it to her thigh. Reece was making grunting sounds at the scratching, biting pup and Faith took it as encouragement. She pinned her lover down onto the bed and began kissing her with abandon, the change of position causing Smudge to slide into the crevice between the club owner's long legs. Suddenly, Reece sat up with a strangled gasp and Faith was staring into wide-open, horror-filled blue eyes.

"Reece! What is it?"

"I think I just peed!" the confused club owner tossed Faith to the side to look between her legs.

Faith, to her enormous credit, managed to look sympathetic as Reece picked up the guilty party and glared a hole right through him.

"He peed in my crotch, Faith," Reece was far calmer than she should have been at this moment. "Faith, take him away before my fingers close around his LITTLE, RAT-LIKE THROAT!"

There, that's more like it, thought the actress as she quickly grabbed the pup. Her ears are just the color they should be, right now. Welcome back, Reece.

Reece stood up, pulled the crotch of her boxers away from her body and walked bow-legged into the bathroom. Faith could swear she heard her tall lover muttering about "rat ala king" in between curses and hugged Smudge protectively.

"You really ought to be more careful, sweetie. Auntie Reece has just about had it with you." Faith placed the puppy on the floor and scrunched her face up. Well, so much for sex now. She'll probably scrub it raw after that.

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Later that night, Reece sat uncomfortably on a very low barstool in her office with a very ugly green apron around her neck. She stretched her long legs out in front of her, stopping the cramping in her awkwardly bent knees. She lifted the apron and glared at the stool as if it would twirl itself back to normal height, but it didn't, so the tall woman dropped the apron back down to her lap and groaned. Stupid stool. Cori adjusted it so she could reach the club owner's head, but Reece was anxious and couldn't care if the dancer had to stand on her desk. All that mattered was that she was uncomfortable. Reece squirmed and fidgeted like a child who had to go to the bathroom and was ready to bolt by the time Cori bustled in the door screwing the top on a spray bottle.

"Did ya miss me, Boss?"

"Like a hive."

"Come on, Reece, I never saw someone so nervous about getting their hair cut," she began spraying water on Reece's hair and combing it through.

"Just do it, Cori, before I lose it," Reece's fingers poked out from under the apron and pulled it away from her throat.

"Is it too tight? You have a fat neck. I'd take it off, but you'll get your tux all hairy." She shrugged when the club owner ignored her.

"Cori, you're sure you know what you're doing?" Reece questioned, wiping her sweaty palms on her thighs. She jumped when the cold water finally seeped down to her scalp.

Seeing the movement under the apron, Cori giggled. "You're not playing with yourself are you Reece? Cuz then I'd really lose the apron," she joked.

"Don't remind me," Reece said dejectedly.

The dancer came around to face her friend. "Still?!"

"Still," Reece said flatly.

"Wow. That sucks," Cori replied sympathetically.

"Actually, I learned something in all this, Cor."

Cori had returned to her task and answered rather distractedly. "Learned something?"

"I'm ambidextrous."

The dancer snorted in surprise, "You're kidding. You actually tested the theory?"

"I had no choice. She was hugging my right arm like a teddy bear and, well, it was time."

"Shit, Reece, what's going on?" Cori just about finished dousing her boss' head.

"She's got a new schedule, up at dawn, home at midnight and, well, mine's just about opposite. We hardly have any time left. She's exhausted, the poor thing, and I don't want to push it. I'm just thankful as all hell that she's filming in New York. If she were in another state, I'd die."

"No time together, at all?" Cori found this unfathomable.

"Well, almost this morning, but Smudge peed on me."

Cori snorted again. "Sorry, Reece. I'm sure you'll get some after I finish with you."

Reece turned her head with a raised eyebrow, "You better hope so."

"I'm telling you... tonight, you'll have Faith on her knees. Okay, hold still, I'm going to cut now."

Both women said a silent prayer with the first snip.

Faith stepped up into her trailer and leaned her back against the door to shut it. She looked around the interior, taking in the decor and marveled at how it didn't look one bit like the big tin box it did from the outside. Every day she entered the trailer and had the same reaction. "Wow, my very own trailer. This is too much." Feeling overwhelmed, the actress crossed the room and sat on the bed. She was exhausted and even though the other seasoned actors explained that she would eventually get used to it, Faith wasn't so sure it was going to happen. The constant flurry of activity and the ever present swinging overhead cameras was highly distracting to the actress, not to mention nerve wracking. She found it hard to concentrate with all the hustling activity around her at all times. Her trailer was supposed to be her refuge, but Faith felt no such safety outside the protective embrace of her lover's warm, strong arms. A pang of loneliness tugged at her gut and tears burned her eyes.

Faith opened her eyes wide and waved a hand in front of them to avoid the wrath of John and his tube of hemorrhoid cream. She lay down on her back and reached over her head for one of the round decorative pillows. If I close my eyes and squeeze hard enough, I could be hugging her arm, the lonely actress thought. I love waking up like that. As she was hugging it to her chest, someone knocked at the door. "Come in," she muttered into her makeshift teddy bear.

"No, no. That's all wrong. You're supposed to stand up and wave me in with a dramatic sweep of your arm!" John backed into the trailer arms laden with cosmetic cases and what Faith had originally thought to be a tackle box, but was actually John's special make up kit.

"Like this."

The make up artist struck a pose by a small decorative table and transformed his face into, what Faith thought, was a spoiled old film starlet. Or Carol Burnett playing Joan Crawford, she chuckled at her joke.

John waved his arm up and down a few times. "EntrÈe!" he threw his head back and blinked demurely.

"Okay, I got it now. Thanks," she said as she rolled over onto her stomach, still clutching the pillow.

John frowned at his friend. "Spill it, Louise," he said sternly, taking a seat beside Faith on the bed.

"I'm okay," she said with an unconvincing smile.

"Sure you are," he gave her a skeptical look. Taking in the death grip on the pillow, he added, "Spike, huh?"

"I miss the living daylights out of her." Faith felt her eyes well up again.

"Oh, you poor thing," the make up artist said sympathetically. He rubbed her back soothingly, hating to see his friend cry.

"I hardly ever see her any more! I live with her, sleep next to her and never spend any time with her!" she sobbed. "Not to mention we haven't made love in I can't remember how long," she whispered into her pillow.

"I'm sorry, Faith, I wish I could help you." He lifted up the actress, took the pillow from her grasp and wrapped her in a hug. They rocked as he held her for a while until she calmed down. "Well, not the sex part," John pretended to shudder, prompting a sniffle of a giggle from his sad friend.

"Reece would cut it off and feed it to Smudge if you tried."

"Owie, Faith," he joked and kissed her head.

"Thank you for the hug, John. I needed it so badly. I feel so lonely lately."

John pulled away from the embrace and poked Faith playfully in the stomach. "There's only one cure for that, young lady."

Faith raised her eyebrow.

The make up artist leapt up and screamed, "CHOCOLATE!"

Faith broke out in a huge grin, shaking her head at her leaping, screaming friend. "You're seriously ill," she teased.

John nodded rapidly. "Uh huh. So, are you with me? Craft services has..." he paused for dramatic effect, "BLACKOUT CAKE!"

Her stomach growled loudly. "Right behind you." Faith jumped up and swallowed her drool on the way out of the trailer.

"Glad you're with me, cuz I also have a plan," he winked over his shoulder.

"Plan?" Faith wondered curiously.

John mocked Reece's cocky swagger "I'm gonna get you laid," he said and then winced, holding his crotch. "How does she walk like that? It hurts my wee-wee."

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Cori observed her friend from the next stool. That evening, Reece sat as she did every night -- at the end of the bar, nodding and smiling. Yet, this night, after every nod, she'd touch the back of her neck, the new, shorter hair apparently tickling her every time she did. She'd had long hair for her whole life, so this new neck obsession was understandable but it was driving Cori crazy. Every time the boss lifted her hand, Cori did too, reflexively, as she wanted to grab Reece's hand and slap it. The dancer didn't know why this was annoying her so badly, but it was and she had to say something.

"Reece, pay attention. You're developing a new habit and it's annoying."

"Huh?" the club owner looked blankly at her friend.

"Your neck. Leave it the hell alone already, will you?"

"My ne..." Reece realized her hand was rubbing the nape of her neck and she pulled it away guiltily. "Oh."

Cori continued to study Reece, it being one of her favorite pastimes, and she noticed a very uneasy air about her tonight; more so, than the usual tension that she sported on an everyday basis. It has to be the haircut, she thought. Damage control... Thinking for a minute, she flinched as the boss's hand once again returned to the back of her neck. She started speaking in hopes to startle Reece into recognition.

"Reece, you know who you look like with that haircut?" Think, Cori... think sexy, hot...

The club owner raised an eyebrow in question and even managed to remove her hand as she did so. "No, who?" she rolled her neck, attempting to relieve the stiffness that formed by constantly applying pressure to it.

"See? I told you it was a bad habit. Now you're all cricky." Grateful for the change in conversation, the dancer ran behind her boss and began to knead her shoulders.

Susan blew by in a hurry, carrying a full, heavy tray. She backed up and did a double take, stopping directly in front of Reece. The tall woman hadn't noticed, her chin having dropped to her chest from Cori's attentions.

"Hey, you look just like Gina Gershon in 'Bound'!" she said and promptly ran off to deliver her drinks.

Reece mumbled into her chest. "Who?"

Cori breathed a sigh of relief and lifted Reece's head back by her chin to examine. "That's right, Reece, you look like Corky."

"I do not look like Gina Gershon, Cori," Reece denied with a frown.

"But you do. Well, you don't, but your hair does." The dancer ran her fingers through the thick black mass, adjusting it just so. "It's a hell of a lot thicker, but, yeah, that's what it looks like," she declared proudly. "I meant to do that, you know."

Reece messed her hair up with both hands. "I hate arranged hair." She shook her head out. "So, it looks good? Do I look hot?" she wiggled her eyebrows and grinned.

"Definitely hot, babe. I'd do you."

"You already did, you're biased," Reece joked.

Cori grabbed the closest patron and pulled him over to the now shocked club owner, who stood up to escape.

"Your honest opinion. Is she hot? Would you do her?"

The man scrunched his brow in thought. "Is she gonna hurt me?"

Reece sneered, but Cori reassured him, "No, it's an official poll I'm taking."

"Well, then, yeah, I woulda did her... until she stood up. She's too tall, not my type. Now, if you keep her laying down..." Reece glared dangerously at him. "Can I go now?" he stage whispered to Cori who released him. The frightened man scurried away, much further away from the pair than he'd been before.

"I told you," the dancer stuck out her tongue.

"WhatifFaithhatesit?" Reece blurted out.

Cori processed the long word a moment before making sense of it. Bingo! I knew it was the hair. "Oh, hon!" she cried. "Is that what's been bugging you all night?"

Reece nodded and gave her friend a half smile.

"Faith adores you. Reece, she couldn't care if you were bald and orange, I think she's past that. She loves you unconditionally. Please don't eat your heart out over nothing."

It seemed as if Cori's words lifted a heavy box off Reece's shoulders and she visibly straightened out. "Yeah? You think so?"

"I know it. Now relax and enjoy the fruits of your labor. Ravenous Roxanne's about to do a show with Kaz and I happen to know that she brought whipped cream," Cori leered and skipped away.

"Whipped cream, huh?" Reece's mood brightened and she chuckled to herself.

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Back at the movie set, Faith was getting dressed in her street clothes and John was packing up his tackle box.

"I still don't understand why you have to pack and schlep every day when you could just leave it here," she said as she tied her sneakers.

John gasped loudly, "Surely you jest? Do you think I wake up this beautiful?"

Faith snickered at his confession. Make up artists... gotta love them. "Hey, thanks, by the way, that is some plan. I'm going to go for it."

"Oooo, Faith." He rubbed his hands together.

"Tonight?" he asked with a giggle.

"I think so. You have a devious mind, John. Have told you I love you?"

"Yes. You can't help it," he stated confidently.

"C'mon, ego man, Barry's waiting."

The two shared an evil chuckle as they left the trailer for the night.

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Back at the club, Reece entered her office after the exploits of Kaz and Roxy. She leaned on the door in the dark room and pulled on her suddenly too tight bow tie. Needing far more than the solitude of her dark office, Reece crossed her legs and squeezed hard, causing a shudder of arousal, her underwear now wet and uncomfortable. She closed her eyes and breathed deeply, until she felt the stress ease up. All she could think of while watching the show was what whipped cream would taste like when licked off of Faith's toes. "Boy, I must be really bad off if I can get worked up over a show." Once she felt relaxed enough, she clicked on the lights and moved over to her desk. Sitting in her chair, she propped her booted feet up with a loud bang on the big desk and leaned back, lacing her fingers behind her hair.

Reece spent a long time just sitting there, swaying side to side in the soft leather chair thinking about what her lover might be doing right then. She never called her after a certain hour, knowing that Faith usually dropped exhaustedly into bed at night. Reece closed her eyes and hoped against hope that the actress would be wide-awake and waiting for her when she arrived home. She was damned horny and not about to sleep on it again.

Sighing deeply, the tall woman leaned forward, pulled her laptop onto her lap and proceeded to play solitaire as a distraction from her thoughts. After finding that she couldn't concentrate on the game, the club owner shut down the computer and frowned as she prepared herself to play host for just a few more hours.

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Sam was shocked to see Faith climbing out of the black car at this hour, but she was glad to see her.

"Hey, Sarge! How have you been?" Faith leaned up and gave the bouncer a peck on the cheek. "My, don't you look handsome," she winked and straightened out the large woman's tie.

"Aw, Faith, I look like a mobster, but thanks," Sam complained.

"I think you look fantastic. How's the boss treating you?"

"Honestly, tonight she's a bit moody, but I'm sure, now that you're here, she'll perk up."

"Oh, I can guarantee she'll perk up all over the place when I get through with her, Sarge," Faith grinned and entered the club.

Gotta get me one of those, thought the bouncer as she watched the actress disappear.

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"Hey, don't look now, but there's Faith at 3 o'clock"

Reece whirled on her barstool at Cori's words and there, just like she said, was Faith breezing up to the bar. The club owner stood up and smoothed the back of her jacket, suddenly overly conscious about her appearance.

"Don't worry, I don't think she'll be paying much attention to your wrinkles tonight. She's got that look in her eyes."

Cori was right. Reece's stomach clenched. Faith had yet to notice her, but she could certainly see the intent written all over her face. The tall woman was about to step forward when Faith turned and caught her eye. Green eyes widened and Faith's mouth hung open in shock.

"Oh, my g..." The actress stood motionless. "You're hair! It's so... so..."

Reece felt like throwing up and swallowed convulsively.

"God, you are gorgeous!" Faith exclaimed and threw herself at her stunned lover.

The club owner actually whimpered with relief and both of Faith's eyebrows shot up at the sound. Reece was close to hyperventilating and Faith could feel her panting. She looked up at her lover's pale face and reached a hand out to touch her hair. Oh no! The poor thing! She was petrified! Faith ran her hands repeatedly up and through Reece's shorter sexy hair, soothing her anxious lover. "Were you worried, Reece?"

The club owner leaned into the feeling of Faith's fingers on her scalp. "Nah, just hot is all," she lied and wiped her sweaty brow on her shoulder so not to let go of Faith. Her nervous system began to cool down moments after Faith began touching her.

"Wanna go in your office and chat, baby?" Faith's eyes betrayed her real intent and Reece was all over it.

"Chat? Oh, I don't know. I kind figured maybe we'd go into my office..." she paused, widened her stance so her legs surrounded Faith's, bent her knees slightly and rubbed their noses together.

"And..." The actress moved her hands under Reece's jacket and slid them into her waistband.

"We could take off our clothes..." The club owner squatted even lower and closed her legs around Faith's, licking the actress's lips.

"And... then what?" Faith was slightly breathless from the feel of her lover's tongue. She snaked her hands lower and dug her nails into Reece's backside.

The tall woman hissed air through her teeth, backed Faith up against the bar and licked her neck. "I'm gonna bend you over my desk and fuck you." Reece thrust her hips into Faith's and the actress collapsed in her arms.

"Oh, god yes!"

The club owner hoisted her swooning lover up in her arms and swore she heard applause as she carried her away.

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Reece kicked the door closed behind her and stood still, unable to decide where to place her lover, who was lying over her shoulder and holding on to her bare ass for dear life. "Babe, get your hands out of my crack, if I put you down, it could be painful for me," she chuckled.

"Okay, but I need to hold your ass, they go right back," Faith insisted and obeyed.

The club owner focused in the darkness and made a beeline for her desk. Sitting the actress down, she tore off her bow tie and began to take off her jacket while Faith started on her shirt buttons.

"God, Reece! So many clothes!" Faith complained as her fingers fumbled in the darkness. "I need to feel you now." She wrapped her legs around Reece's waist and pulled her against her. Faith's whimper made Reece's heart pound. She undid her cummerbund and threw it over her shoulder, leaned back and struggled to get the half unbuttoned shirt over her head. Faith's hands were in the back of her tux pants just like she promised, kneading and squeezing.

"I love your ass, Reece," Faith whispered and leaned forward to suck on her lover's bare shoulder. "I missed you much," she added between sucks and nips.

Reece yanked open her pants and Faith opened her legs to let the garment fall to the floor, replacing them just as tightly. Reece suddenly realized that Faith was still wearing her coat, and pulled back from her relentless mouth. "Come on, get naked!" she urged, pulling on the long coat.

"Back up, sweetheart" Faith said, licking her lips and savoring the flavor of Reece's skin.

The club owner did as she was told and Faith hopped off the desk, opening her coat buttons slowly. "Hey, what do you have on under there?" Reece took a deep breath as Faith revealed a leg.

Faith had to smirk at the vision before her -- her tall lover standing in her bra and underwear, pants around her ankles and half lidded eyes staring intently at her stockinged leg. "Oh, just a little something you picked up."

"Oh god, Faith..." Reece breathed as the actress pulled open the coat, displaying her outfit. It was the red velvet and black lace number that Reece had picked up on a whim. It looked hot, feminine and oh, so delicious. Extremely aroused blue eyes riveted on the tiny thong Faith was hardly wearing and Reece audibly swallowed the drool that pooled in her mouth.

"Well, don't just stand there, baby, come to momma." Faith let the coat drop to the floor and ran her hands seductively along her body.

Reece gulped loudly and jumped so quickly she was practically airborne.

Faith fell backwards onto the desk with the weight of her growling lover on top of her. Reece was everywhere at once, groping and grabbing with hungry hands. The actress groaned under the attention and replaced her legs around Reece's hips, ramming their bodies together hard. The club owner growled even louder as she feasted on Faith's neck.

Wow, she's starving! Faith thought as Reece's mouth traveled quickly across her throat, sucking in huge amounts of skin each time it stopped. The sensation of her lover's teeth biting sharply and the intense suction on her flesh made her legs quiver. Faith felt her nipples harden, took hold of Reece's hand and brought it to her breast. Reece drew back from her feast, her lips still parted and Faith stared at them hungrily.

The club owner watched her hand as she closed her fingers around Faith's breast. She held it, twitching her fingers slightly and relishing the feel of the velvety material covering it. "I knew this would be soft," she said of the sexy teddy. She moved her free hand to Faith's thigh, and caressed the exposed skin between panty and stocking. "But nothing's as soft as you," she gasped quietly as her lover shuddered; the nipple in her palm grew impossibly hard.

Faith squeezed the large hand tightly around her breast and moaned, "I love you, Reece."

The sincerity in those green eyes gave Reece a tingly feeling in her stomach. "I want you, Faith," she mumbled as her face fell into the softness between her lover's breasts.

"God, how I want you, too!" Faith whined, guiding Reece's face higher so their lips could touch.

Reece lost herself in the kiss. Her tongue took on a mind of its own as it delved into every crevice of Faith's mouth. Her lips were out of control, catching her lover's questing tongue and holding it tight, sucking on it until Faith cried out, thrusting her hips erratically up into her stomach. "Then show me," she breathed into Faith's mouth.

"Huh?" Faith grunted, completely lost in the feeling of Reece's mouth devouring her own.

"How much you want me... Show me." Reece stepped back and unwrapped Faith's legs from her body.

Faith sat up, foggy and confused. Reece looked delicious standing there in her new short hair, panting. Show her? Faith gazed into her lover's blue eyes and saw uncertainty, but she also read the love, trust and burning need shining like a beacon. She wants me to take control? The actress jumped off of the high desk, and squatted down before the tall trembling woman. She rubbed her cheek against Reece's thigh and stuck her tongue out for a taste. Reece jerked and gasped, her hands suddenly buried in blonde hair. Faith smiled and inhaled. "You've been wet for a long time, Reece. I can smell it."

The club owner nodded and steeled herself as Faith's tongue traveled to her inner thigh.

"Mmmmm, it smells so good," the actress groaned, tugging on the elastic of Reece's underwear, baring her lower abdomen. "Oh yeah, look at how your belly twitches," she rested her palm on the club owners abs. "You do want me, don't you?"

Reece nodded again and swallowed hard. Faith knew how to play this game. She never let Reece feel trapped or completely submissive, yet she was completely at her mercy. This isn't what I had in mind at all... let's see how far she can go, she thought deviously.

Faith brought Reece's underwear down to meet her pants and started to untie her boots. She intentionally breathed in Reece's sex, driving them both crazier. "Go sit on the desk, baby."

The club owner complied and Faith took off her boots and her clothes; now Reece was sitting naked on the desk and Faith was standing before her. The actress steadied herself; she needed control if she wasn't going to throw herself on top of her lover and beg to be taken. The sight of Reece waiting for her, naked and very ready caused all of her bodily fluids to settle in her crotch.

Reece twitched in anticipation as Faith lifted her hands. She groaned loudly when, instead of touching her, they touched Faith. One moved the material aside, exposing her breasts, and the other disappeared inside her thong.

"Oh, honey, I am so hot for you, look," she presented her glistening fingers and Reece leapt forward to capture them in her mouth. Faith held her hungry lover back with a hand on her chest and, instead, painted Reece's lips with her juices.

Before the club owner had a chance to lick her lips, they were covered by Faith's. Reece suddenly took control of the kiss and held Faith by the back of her neck. The actress struggled and was surprised when strong fingers took a firm grasp of her chin.

Faith bit Reece's lip. She pushed Faith away and touched her bleeding lip. Her eyes narrowed and she growled.

"I thought you wanted me to take control, Reece?" Faith asked nervously. That gleam in her lover's eye told her the tables had just turned.

"Oh no, I said no such thing." She reached out quickly, pulled Faith between her legs and then turned her around. Reece shivered in pleasure as her nipples crushed into the lace on Faith's back. Wrapping her long arms around her lover, holding her in this position, the club owner rested her chin on Faith's shoulder. "You assumed I did, but you were sadly mistaken," she chuckled into Faith's ear and then licked it.

Reece took Faith's hands, lifted them up and put them behind her neck. She felt her own nipples get even more rigid with Faith's touch on her bare neck. She had no idea how sensitive it was until now. Shaking the urge to tell Faith to dig her nails in, Reece breathed deeply. "Keep them here," she patted Faith's hands in place and used her fingertips to tickle Faith from her wrists to her shoulders. Turning her head she whispered in the ear at her lips, "You look so hot, stretched out in front of me in that sexy outfit." Reece wrapped her ankles around Faith's legs and pulled her close. "Can you feel me on your ass?"

Faith nodded, the sensation of Reece's pubic hair tickling the top of her crack caused her to push back and wiggle.

"I'm going to make love to you now, Faith, and you're going to watch."

Reece's hot breath in her ear made Faith groan. She rearranged her hands so she could grip the back of Reece's bare neck. She thought she'd miss the feeling of her long silky hair on the back of her hands, but she didn't. She could feel the fringe of Reece's shorter hair brushing against her wrists as she bent her head down, and it felt wonderful.

"Oh, I've been looking forward to feeling you against me for so long," the club owner moaned into Faith's ear as she brought her hands down over her lover's taut body, feeling the softness of the velvet under her fingers. "I need to feel you," Reece said, resting her hands on the soft skin of Faith's hips.

"Oh, god... me too!" Faith agreed breathlessly, pushing back to meet Reece's rocking hips.

Reece sucked Faith's earlobe into her mouth, studying every movement of the smaller body in front of her. Looking down the length, she could see the impression of Faith's hair beneath the thin material of her thong and the outline of her full nether lips beckoning her, causing her mouth to water. "It's been so long since I tasted you; since I buried my tongue up inside you," she breathed, holding the earlobe in her teeth.

Faith squirmed and moaned. All her instincts told her to turn around and climb on her lover's willing mouth, but Reece told her to stay and she would do anything for her. Besides, she knew, all in good time.

Reece caressed Faith's body from the top of her thighs to her underarms, her hands firm and sure of themselves. From her vantage point, she could see everything, but Faith's hard nipples seemed to be reaching for her and she couldn't tear her eyes from them.

The actress whimpered as Reece's fingertips circled her breasts. They drew teasingly slow circles around and around. She arched her back in invitation, but her lover's strong legs pulled her hips back, pressing her bottom into the increasingly wet place.

"You have such beautiful breasts, Faith. My mouth waters looking at them."

Faith whimpered.

"Do you want me to touch your nipples?"

"Yes, please."

Reece's gaze fell onto Faith's lips as they moved. The actress wet her lips and Reece caught sight of her pink tongue. One hand left Faith's breast and held her chin, turning her head upwards. Blue eyes stared, filled with desire, at Faith's swollen lips, while Faith stared at hers.

It was only a second, but to Faith, it was forever until Reece lowered her head and their lips met. The actress groaned into Reece's mouth, backing her tongue up, allowing her lover to invade her mouth at will, giving herself up to Reece.

The club owner felt Faith fall heavily into her and moaned with appreciation. Finally allowing herself the pleasure, she closed her hand around Faith's breast and squeezed it, drawing a sigh of relief from her lover. Bringing her tongue back into her own mouth, she invited Faith to control the kiss, but the actress wanted Reece's control. She brought her head even further back, stretching her neck to the limits and ran her tongue over Reece's lips repeatedly until the club owner seized her chin again and held her still, covering her lips with her own, nibbling them, biting them.

Faith inhaled loudly through her nose when Reece's fingers began pinching and pulling at her nipple, she pressed her ass into Reece in time with her strong fingers, desperately wanting that hand to slip lower and touch her where she was on fire. Faith didn't want slow, she craved fast and hard.

The club owner had the same wants, but a little teasing never hurt anyone. She released the nipple, slid her palm down over Faith's abdomen and stopped, letting her pinky delve under the silky thong, dragging it back and forth through Faith's pubic hair.

The actress whined into Reece's mouth, her tongue twining with her lover's blindly. She tried to move her hips, but Reece's legs held her tightly and she groaned in frustration. She could feel Reece's wetness, yet she couldn't touch it. Faith jammed her ass between her lover's open legs and growled.

Reece moaned in return. Having Faith squirming against her was causing an inferno in her sex. The feel of her stockinged legs wrapped beneath her own and the roughness of the lace rubbing against her nipples was making her drip. She let go of Faith's chin and rested her own on the shoulder in front of her, breaking the heated kiss to watch her lover react to her touch. Faith's head fell forward and her fingers dug into the back of Reece's neck in anticipation of being touched.

The club owner grunted and her jaw clenched. No, she couldn't tell Faith how insanely hot the sensations on her neck were making her; it was too much ammo. Reece placed her other hand under Faith's neglected breast, cupping it. With her thumb and forefinger, she teased that nipple, pulling the ring every so often. The tall woman felt every twitch that jerked through Faith's body straight to her core and she flexed her thighs and tilted her hips, bringing her sex in closer contact with Faith's ass.

The actress felt the shudder that traveled through her lover and pushed back encouragingly, loving that Reece was getting off this way, by giving her pleasure. It always pleased Faith to know this. Again, she attempted to thrust forward as Reece's pinky finger meandered lower, brushing the top of her clit.

"Yes, Reece... touch me," Faith rasped, breathing heavily.

Reece poked her tongue out and tasted the skin on Faith's jaw; it was soft, damp and salty, making her want to taste Faith elsewhere. She slid her hand lower and buried her fingers between Faith's folds, the long groan of appreciation her lover let loose caused her to groan right back. She pressed herself into Faith harder now, and rolled her fingers in the wetness that surrounded them.

"God! Yes!" Faith cried out in pleasure. The wait made it all the more intense.

Reece moved her fingers out from under the red thong and Faith watched her lover's hand it went to Reece's mouth. The club owner growled and her nostrils flared, as she tasted the thick arousal.

Faith's eyes narrowed as she watched Reece's tongue dart between her fingers to catch every drop.

With sticky fingers, the club owner grabbed Faith's chin again and pulled her up for a kiss, sharing the taste of the actress with her. She pulled the nipple ring sharply and Faith grunted, trying desperately to arch her back. The actress's fingers were sure to leave marks in Reece's neck with how hard she was holding on, but Reece couldn't care. She was hot; this was hot.

Faith whined as the hand left her breast and cupped her sex. She ground into it, gyrated around on it, but it still didn't cooperate.

"Tell me, Faith," Reece rasped into her ear. "Tell me now."

Faith let the shudder envelop her before speaking. She knew that once she said the words, she'd be filled. She also knew that once she was filled, she would come. There was no way around it. She locked her knees and clenched her teeth in preparation.

"Tell me what you want!" Reece yanked Faith's thong down mid thigh, squeezed Faith's naked sex in her hand and shivered as the come slid around her fingers. She felt the uncontrolled spasms in Faith's legs and knew she was on the very edge; this pleased Reece.

"I can't... I'm gonna come, Reece!" Faith whimpered.

"Good. Tell me!" she sneered squeezing her hand again.

"Fuck me!" Faith grunted.

Reece brought her arm across Faith's chest to hold her in place and plunged her fingers inside her lover, raising her feet off the ground. The actress howled, digging her nails into Reece's neck.

Faith's strangled scream, the pain of her nails combined with her wracking spasms brought Reece to orgasm with her. "Shit, Faith!"

The club owner unfolded one leg from her lover and braced it on top of the desk, thrusting her sex into Faith's ass. She never stopped fucking her, her fingers pistoning in and out while her palm crushed into Faith's clit.

"Oh god!" Faith yelled as her orgasm ripped through her. She released the back of Reece's neck and held her forearm with both hands, riding out this intense climax.

Reece scooted back, moving her sex away from Faith's ass and concentrated on her lover. She was greatly relieved that those torturous fingers left her neck; her skin was tingling there. She adjusted her hand so that she was no longer in contact with Faith's clit and slowed the movement of her fingers until the actress stopped spasming around them. She could tell that if she moved her hand from between Faith's legs, she'd fall right on the floor.

"Good lord!" Faith groaned, letting her weight fall back into her lover. "Okay, you can take your fingers out," she said with a long happy sigh.

"I could," came the drawled response, the words vibrating through Faith's back.

The actress tilted her head back to meet the still hungry blue gaze of her smirking lover. She ran her fingers up and down Reece's forearm and licked her lips. "I thought I'd return the favor." Faith turned her head and nipped at Reece's bent knee.

The club owner jumped and buried her fingers high inside her lover.

"God, Reece!"

Faith shuddered and a wicked grin crossed Reece's face. She pulled her fingers out and rested them at Faith's opening. "I can wait," the club owner said as she pushed her fingers slowly into Faith, drawing a long, low grown from the actress.

Faith felt herself sliding to the floor and clutched Reece's bicep. "But, I wanted to... oh yeah..." she tried to protest, but Reece was fucking her again, slowly and surely.

"What was that?" Reece teased, pulling her fingers out and sliding them up and down over Faith's hard clit.

"Uumm, taste you," Faith breathed out between moans.

"Turn around."

With the assistance of her lover, the actress turned to face Reece, a hard task with those long fingers rubbing her so deliciously. Faith's eyes widened as she watched Reece bring her hand down and cover it with her own arousal.