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.

SEX! SEX! PLENTY O'SEX!

Chapters 01 - 12

"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."

Part 14

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.

Part 15

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."

Chapter 16

"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."

Chapter 17

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.

Chapter 18

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."

Chapter 19

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.

Chapter 20

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 ru