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.

Reece's Faith

Chapter 25

Faith was getting antsy. She had been sitting in this room, arguing, bargaining, and bitching with the cast and crew of her show.

Without Michele, Faith was thrown into the starring role, a position she didn't want. Jayme, the new producer and writer, was gesticulating frantically. The actress had no idea what she was saying; she'd tuned them all out a while ago.

Okaaay. I have way better things to do. One of which is probably waiting for me in my favorite leather trenchcoat.

Faith sighed loudly, expelling a large gust of breath that got Jayme's attention.

"I'm sorry, Faith, are we keeping you awake?" she said sarcastically.

"Actually, yes." she grumbled.

"Look," Sandy butted in, "We have to shoot 5 more episodes for this season. Why don't we just have Mish's character on some sort of vacation, and work all this out over the break?"

"I think it's a great idea. Right now it's too stressful to get anything good done. I don't want to force Faith into a responsibility she isn't comfortable with. With Mish gone, 'Campus' is all about Faith," Jayme agreed, looking to the rest of TPTB.

"Ok, I give up." Faith threw her hands up. "I've been sitting here listening to all your suggestions, but no one's asked me!"

All eyes were on Faith.

"So, tell me what you want then." Jayme plopped down in her chair.

"Well, for starters, I don't want Judith to have an affair with the professor, that's way too 90210 for me. Besides, have you seen him? I'd rather sleep with Travis."

"Cool!" Travis high-fived Jim.

"You know what I mean, you idiots." she smirked at the guys.

"Please. I know I don't stand a ghost of a chance with that woman of yours lurking around." Travis shook his head grimly.

"Speaking of said woman, are we done yet?" Faith stood up.

"Alright, I don't see why we have to keep the actors any longer, let's call it a night and we'll just edit the scripts we already have. We'll cross the Michele bridge during break." Jayme stood up too, to the relieved looks on the actors' faces.

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Outside the studio, Sandy and Ali waited with Faith for Reece.

"Yeah, so it was shaky for a while, but she finally left."

"I can't believe she's that adjusted to Reece already. She must be something." Ali nodded to herself.

"Yeah, I mean as far as mother's go, Reece isn't exactly the type they'd want their daughter to fall in love with." Sandy nodded too.

"She really surprised me there." Faith admitted.

"Isn't it awful when your mother is there? You can't have sex."

"Who says?" Faith grinned.

"Oh you lucky dog." Ali laughed.

"Wait, weren't you all cramped out last week? Cuz I know I was and we get it at the same time." Sandy wondered.

Faith just blushed. When the two women gave her curious looks, she changed the subject.

"So about what you said before, you really think Mish will be a bitch?" Faith asked Sandy.

"Well, she doesn't have to try hard, I'm just saying watch out."

"Yeah, who knew?" Ali shrugged. "Charles I can see, but her?"

"You know, Reece thinks I was a threat to her, but she's biased."

"Oh no, she's right." Sandy argued. "Since you came along, the ratings have doubled, the fan mail has tripled, and it's been all about Judith."

Faith heard the distant rumble of a Harley and her stomach tingled in anticipation. "How come I don't see any mail? I mean, not that I am eager to read it, but still?"

"Oh, they have people to read and answer them for us. If you want, you can snitch mail anytime. But be careful, I read some mail that positively terrified me," Sandy warned.

Faith's eyebrow shot up in question.

"Yeah, be prepared for some sick sexual requests." Ali agreed.

"Speaking of sick sexual requests..."

"Stop that!" Faith backhanded Sandy in the belly, watching the bike approach.

Reece cut the engine and glided to a stop in front of her lover. She took off her thick winter riding gloves slowly before lifting off her helmet and running her fingers through her hair. The show was intended for Faith, but the other women sighed as well.

"Hi, babe, miss me?" The tall woman winked at the actress, throwing a long leg over the bike and sitting sidesaddle.

"I knew you'd wear that coat." Faith narrowed her eyes seductively. "And you will be rewarded for it."

"I'm counting on it." The club owner grinned ferally.

"How's it hangin', oh tall one?" Sandy teased.

"A little to the left." Reece stood, opened her trench, and rearranged her crotch. "There, that's better." She smirked.

All three actresses gaped at the bulge.

"What? It was her idea." Reece pointed at Faith. "It goes with the trenchcoat."

"REECE!" The redhead closed her eyes as the hot blush crept up her neck.

"God, Faith, I don't think I've ever been so jealous in my life." Ali admitted.

"C'mon, Ali, lets go get drunk and play 'guess what they're doing now'."

"Oh, ha ha. Goodnight, ladies." Faith turned up her nose playfully and sauntered away.

"Well, I'd stay and chat but.." Reece gave her cockiest grin and followed her lover.

Sandy groaned.

"What are you bitching about? I'm not getting any either." Alison frowned at the couple mounting the bike.

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Faith released the skin from between her teeth and poked her sweaty face out from inside the trenchcoat to look at her panting lover.

Reece immediately leaned heavily on her, blowing warm gusts of breath on her neck.

The taller woman had one leg on the handlebar, the other on the floor, and both legs were shaking from the strain she'd put on them moments before. Faith squeezed her legs tightly around her waist and twitched slightly, causing Reece to groan.

"Jesus Christ, Faith...you can't possibly want more?!"

"Welll..."

Reece tilted her head back and blue eyes stared in disbelief.

"Easy there, tiger, just kidding. I was merely attempting to get the feeling back in my legs."

Reece reached behind her and unlocked Faith's ankles. The actress's legs fell heavily on top of her still-trembling thighs. Faith grunted as she fell forward, still entirely filled.

"You know, babe, when you're on top, you can at least try and do some work." Reece scolded playfully.

"I was, but then you started moving and it felt too good."

"Cook up anymore fantasies yet?" The tall woman shifted her weight and Faith hissed through her teeth.

"Take it out, Reece. Now."

"Shit, Faith, I forgot...I didn't mean to hurt you." The tall woman babbled.

"Hurt me?" She wiggled and licked the sweat off of the glistening neck in front of her. "Hardly."

"Ohhhh." Reece understood. Her lover was trying to save her life. One more ride like that and Reece was sure she'd be crippled.

The tall woman gathered her strength and lifted the smaller woman up and off of her lap. Faith sat down again and sighed contentedly, the heat on her inner thighs from the dildo snuggled between them making her shiver.

"Cold, babe?" Reece put both feet on the ground and wrapped her trenchcoat tighter around them.

"No. It's perfect." Faith nestled her head into her lover's neck and yawned.

"Faith, you can't fall asleep like this. What will Pepe think?"

"Honestly, Reece, with the wad of money you threw at him, Pepe isn't going to be around for days."

"That, or he's laying face down on some bar. Hey, what are you complaining about? He let us fuck in the garage." Reece rubbed her cheek in Faith's hair.

"True, I'd have froze my tits off outside. God it's cold!"

"Now that you mention it, I lost feeling in my ears and my hair is starting to freeze. Wanna blow this taco stand?" The club owner reached between them to force Fatboy back in her pants, but her hand was halted by a smaller one.

"No. Stay right there."

Faith twisted around under the leather coat and faced forward. Still holding hands, she scooted up towards the handlebars, and Reece had no choice but to follow.

"Ooo, I like this." Reece leered down at her lover.

"Thought you would." Faith gave a leer of her own. Feeling their toy press up against her back, she made a happy noise.

Reece bent her head to speak into Faith's ear. "I guess I'm not done with you yet, Faith Ashford." She growled, then grinned as she felt the shudder run through the smaller frame.

Faith reached her hand behind her neck and pulled the dark head closer.

"You better never be done with me, Reece Corbett." she whispered.

"Never." Reece swore, and started the engine.

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The club owner sat up in bed and sneezed. "Ow." she groaned. Everything hurt. She blew her nose as hard as she could but only managed to clog her ears. Faith had said she looked pale the night before, but Reece shrugged it off as being tired.

"Fucking great." she grumbled.

Shuffling into the bathroom, the tall woman ran the shower and prepared to step in when she noticed her reflection in the mirror.

"Ugh.." she stuck out her tongue at herself. "I look as horrible as I feel." She rummaged around in the medicine cabinet to no avail.

"Not even a goddamned aspirin! Great!" She felt miserable. Her head was pounding and she knew she had a fever.

Me and my stupid ideas. Fucking on a bike in 20 degree weather... I must be insane.

Slamming the cabinet closed she stepped into the shower. It felt like she couldn't breathe in all the steam, and she washed quickly. After drying off and wrapping herself in a warm towel, she tried to blow her nose again. This time it made a squeaky noise, and continued to make that noise every time she inhaled. After trying unsuccessfully to glare at her own nose, she stomped into the bedroom muttering.

Now cranky, Reece stood in front of her closet looking for something to wear. Hating the feel of tight clothes when she was sick, she opted for baggy jeans, a thick sweater, and big warm socks. She glanced at the bed, messy and unmade. Boy was it inviting.

"No.. you can't." She argued with herself. "Why not? It's just an order, it can wait till tomorrow." The tall woman frowned. "I sound like Fran Drescher."

The phone rang.

"Hey boss, how ya doing?"

"Fine, Cori." She snipped.

"Hair is fine, Reece. So, you're ok?"

"What the fuck?"

"The wife asked me to check on you." Getting no response, Cori tried again. "Faith said you were sick."

Reece shook her head. "Yeah well, I'm good. Just got a little cold."

"I hope you don't mind I asked Sarge to cancel the delivery." Cori asked.

"Fucking shit, Cor! I just have a cold!" Reece was getting aggravated.

"Ok, ok.. but now you can sleep in anyway."

Cori knew how completely intolerable her friend was when she was sick. The last time she slept on the couch in her office for two days before anyone found her, and unfortunately it was Cori. The dancer had to bear the brunt of Reece's crankiness when she volunteered to watch over her in her house. Of course the rewards were outstading..

"As much as I'd love to sit here and listen to you breathe..." Reece said with annoyance.

"Hey, just wanted to see if you needed anything. Nyquil is awesome."

"You still got those little round pill things you got from Chinatown?"

"Yeah, want 'em? They were a lifesaver."

"Yeah, I gotta pick up a few things and then I'll stop by."

Cori grimaced as Reece sniffed in vain. The boss was completely congested and must feel miserable.

"Reece, you should get in bed and I'll come over until Faith gets home. You know I make a great nurse." The dancer giggled.

"Oh don't remind me. You're like a warden Cor. I'll be there in a few."

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"I got it, baby. It's probably Reece."

The dancer looked through the peephole and snickered as the distorted image of her boss's face moved closer to the peephole until it was one big eye.

"Open up, Freak."

Cori opened the door and stepped aside. "Patience is a virtue, Reece."

"Eat me." The tall woman twanged nasally.

"Ewwww, you sound awful!"

"I feel awful," Reece groaned.

"But ju look maahhvelous." The glare that she recieved from bloodshot eyes sent Cori skittering into the kitchen to stand behind Violet.

"Just gimme the pills, Freak, I need to collapse somewhere soon." She followed her friend and rolled her eyes.

"Hey, Reece, Cor tells me you're not feeling so hot."

The club owner looked over the piercer's shoulder at the pot on the stove and gasped.

"Ok, I must really be sick because now I'm hallucinating"

Violet snickered. Reece rubbed her eyes roughly, and took another look.

"Why the hell are you cooking dildos in a pot?" Reece was wide-eyed with confusion and just a bit of sympathy for the poor innocent toys. She rubbed her crotch and frowned.

"Jeez, Reece, I'm boiling them to sterilize 'em. Haven't you ever done that before?"

The tall woman shook her head and got dizzy.

"Ugh. No, I just used condoms. Leave it to a piercer to sterilize a dick."

Violet fished one out with a pair of tongs and put it on a towel. The sight was amusing to the dizzy woman and so she laughed, then coughed, then moaned.

Violet winced at the sound, then frowned at her friend's flushed face. "Come here, I think you have a fever."

Reece shrugged Violet's hand off her head but it landed on the back of her neck. "Man, you've got fever!"

"Don't touch me, penis killer!" She hissed as she escaped the room.

"You're such an asshole, Reece." The piercer chuckled.

"Shut up.." Reece started at the tone of her own voice.

"Did you just whine?" The dancer asked with a look of horror.

"Cori, she's really sick, she's burning up." The worried piercer followed the club owner into the hallway where she found her leaning heavily on the wall.

The dancer was scared for the boss and fetched the strange herbal pills she was given when she had the flu. They worked wonders for her and she was well in two days.

"Reece, you gotta take a bunch of these whenever you need them. They're little tiny things, but damn do they work!"

Cori nodded her approval as Reece swallowed 4 of the little bb's and Violet placed a cool rag on her head.

"That feels good Vi. Thanks."

The dancer eyed her friend's odd ensemble and cocked her head to the side.

Poor baby.

Knowing Reece only wore that type of clothing when she was really sick, Cori wondered why she ever left the house. "Why aren't you in bed?"

"My bed is too big. It's lonely." she muttered.

The dancer and the piercer exchanged raised-eyebrowed looks.

"Well, you oughtta be laying down, Reece. Why don't you go lay in Faith's old room?" Cori took the tall woman's arm and began walking her to the room.

"Yeah, I'll leave word for Faith at the studio that you're here." Violet added.

"I don't want her to worry." Reece felt dizzy and hot. "I love her, you know." She squinted at Cor.

"I know, bosslady. You get some sleep." The dancer bundled the blankets up on her friend and winced. Reece was sure to sweat out any fever in this apartment. She pulled off the tall woman's boots and wiped the damp bangs off her forehead.

"You remember the last time I took care of you Reece?"

"Uh huh. I returned the favor quite well."

Cori blushed. Once Reece was feeling better, she showed her appreciation in the most unconventional ways.

"That you did boss. You nearly spoiled me."

"Well, you wanted it, I was horny.." Reece yawned.

"Please Reece, we practically did nothing but fuck for a week."

"I was real horny?" The sick woman chuckled, then rumbled, then coughed.

"Shhh, rest Reece. I'll wake you when Faith gets here. I promise."

Cori stroked her friends head. It made her feel strange to see Reece Corbett at the mercy of anything. She used to think the woman was made of stone, but now she knew better. Her friend surprised her so much lately. And she was sure it wasn't going to be an easy ride now that Reece finally found her own heart. For her, for Faith for anyone.

Reece's soft snoring brought the dancer back from her thoughts. Looking down at the club owners face, made her smile. She spontaneously kissed her head.

"Don't ever leave me, Faith." Reece mumbled. "I'm nothing without you."

Cori smiled warmly. God Reece, you really are human. She bent down and kissed her friend gently on the cheek, then went to find her lover.

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"Where is she?" Faith was worried to death, Reece never got so sick that she couldn't call her.

"In your old room, hon. She's cooler now, but she's had a rough go."

"What do you mean rough, Cori?" Faith was even more worried.

"Calm down, sweetheart, she had some nightmares, nothing extraordinary considering she was burning up with fever." The dancer explained.

"Nightmares?" The actress got visions of the nights she spent watching her lover twist and turn, yelling out in her sleep. Faith could do no more than watch in fear as Reece struck out violently in the clutches of terrifying nightmares.

"Oh no, she hasn't had a nightmare in ages! This is my fault." Faith sobbed.

"Faith, you don't know that she got sick that night. Stop that. She's just got the flu, she'll be ok tomorrow. Trust me." Violet tried to calm her friend.

"Oh, she got sick that night alright. She sweats when we... a lot. It was freezing out!"

Cori agreed with a nod towards her lover. A lot is an understatement.

Faith disappeared into the bedroom.

"God, could you imagine getting the flu fucking?" Cori shook her head in disbelief.

Violet laughed. "It's certainly another first isn't it?"

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Reece was fretting when the actress entered the room. Faith crawled on top of her lover and kissed her forehead, and immediately she was wrapped in two strong arms. A sigh escaped Reece's lips and she smiled.

"I missed you, baby." Reece whispered groggily.

"I'm here now. You go back to sleep. I'm not going anywhere."

"Good."

The tall woman turned on her side and snuggled into Faith.

"Faith?"

"Mm?"

"Don't eat the soup."

"Huh?" The actress propped herself on her elbow and discreetly felt her lover's forehead.

"Just don't."

"OK." Faith chuckled and turned around in the circle of Reece's arms. The club owner pulled her tightly against her and sighed loudly. In moments, both women were fast asleep.

Chapter 26

"You have no earthly idea how impossible that woman is, Sandy!" Faith threw her hands up in frustration.

"Come on, sweets, it can't be all that bad, can it?" Alison squeezed her friend's shoulder in a comforting gesture.

"Yes, it can and it is." Faith paused to get a plate.

"Men."

"Ali, she's stubborn, temperamental, obnoxious, cranky, whiny, nasty...oh, and if you ask her, she's none of the above. Let me tell you, I love her to death, and this playing nursemaid crap may just prove that point. She's going to kill me."

All three women stood pondering the table of food in front of them.

"Did you try threats?" Sandy wondered.

"Been there, done that. Picked noodles out of my hair for the rest of the evening. Soup should be empty. So I've been told. She should be the poster girl for flu shots."

"Ooo, sounds lovely." Ali reached for a sandwich.

"Yeah, very. She broke the lamp on the nightstand because her nose was whistling. She said it was doing it on purpose." Faith sighed and grabbed some junk food. "Yet all the while she insists that she's fine, nothing is wrong with her that a few beers wouldn't fix."

"It's logical, alcohol sterilizes, therefore killing all the mean ol' flu bugs." Ali explained.

"But honey, you really are beyond bitch today, what gives?" Sandy asked.

"Sleeping next to her all night long is becoming a slow torture. She has a leg over mine, breathing on my neck...I'm horny as all hell."

"Thanks for the visual, Faith." Sandy complained.

"I'll give you visual. Last night, instead of subjecting myself to that torture, I went to watch a movie and it would seem my mother left a tape in the VCR."

"Oh god no..." Ali's eyes went wide.

"Oh yes," Faith confirmed with a nod, "there she was, in all her sweaty naked glory, her beautiful ass...flexing and clenching..."

"ENOUGH!" Ali held up her hand.

Faith fanned her face. "Woo, yeah...and who knows when I'll get some again." The actress's foul mood returned. "You'd think they'd surprise us once and a while with something new, but no, it's always the same freaking food."

Ali and Sandy exchanged looks of amusement. The entire cast and crew were already tiptoeing around the actress, and now the craft services people were starting to look scared.

"Is there something I can get you, Ms. Ashford?" A young PA with a much-gossiped-about crush smiled sweetly. "I can run and get you anything you want. Just say the word."

Faith simmered down some upon seeing the doe-eyed young girl waiting expectantly for an answer.

"Can she be more obvious?" Ali whispered to Sandy.

"Hi, er..."

"Leslie." Sandy prompted in a low murmur.

"...Leslie. Thanks for the offer, but really, I'm fine. Just blowing off some steam." Faith smiled.

"Cool, no problem. But if you ever need anything, I'm never far away." The PA grinned.

"No kidding," Ali muttered under her breath and received an elbow to the kidney from Faith.

"You got it, Leslie. Thank you again for the offer."

The trio watched as the young girl practically skipped away. They made their way to a table to sit and eat lunch.

"Oh, Ms. Ashford, can I wipe the seat for you?" Sandy teased.

"No no, here, sit in my hands, Ms Ashford." Ali cupped her hands on the seat.

"You guys are just jealous." Faith winked.

"Yeah well, maybe so, but please girl, she's got it bad." Sandy chuckled.

"I hope she realizes that I'm spoken for." Faith said seriously.

"Oh get real, honey, everybody knows you have the biggest girlfriend on the playground." John popped up behind Faith. "Hey I see we're eating healthy today." He said, eyeing Faith's 2 packs of Twinkies.

"Yeah but she's got a diet soda." Sandy pointed out.

"So, are you holding up as well as my makeup?" John lifted Faith's chin into the light.

"Yeah, I guess. She's just impossible is all. You know she unburied her old cell phone for me to carry around now?"

"Well, so where is it?" Ali looked around for the phone.

"In my bag. It's embarrassing. It plays the entire score from "The Godfather" when it rings."

"Figures." The makeup artist laughed.

"What, is she keeping tabs on you now?" Sandy seemed concerned.

"Nah, she wants me to have it in case of an emergency. She doesn't like me going home from here at all hours alone. She worries about me too much, and now with her home sick..." Faith trailed off.

"Oh, good idea then. I'm sure you can change the ringer, can't you?" John asked.

"I'm sure it can be done, but I have no idea what to do with these things. I'm an electronic idiot." Faith smirked.

"Let me look at it, I'm sure I can do something." John offered as the buzzer rang, indicating taping would resume soon.

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RING

Reece frowned at the phone. Why do people call when you're sick to ask you if you're resting?

"What."

"Oh, I see we're in a better mood today." Violet giggled.

"Please don't tell me you called to ask me if you woke me. I'll have to kill you then."

"What, do you think I'm that stupid?" Reece could hear the grin in her voice. "No, I actually called because I cooked some real food this time and figured with Faith gone for dinner, you could use the eats."

"What did you make?" Reece's stomach growled loudly. Solid food sounded like a brilliant idea.

"Oh, chicken cutlets, mashed potatoes, corn..."

Reece's mouth watered. "Alright Vi, get your ass over here now." The club owner suddenly felt starved.

"Yes ma'am." the piercer chuckled and hung up.

"Oh yeah, some real food!" Reece rubbed her hands together in excitement. "Finally."

The tall woman shot out of bed and into the shower. She was made aware of a few things while she washed. How much better she felt today, and how a week in bed with Faith, without sex, had affected the amount of time spent washing between her legs.

"Ok, that's enough." she said as she ran her hand over her crotch just one more time.

"Ok, this is the last one." This time lingering a little longer.

"Stop that!" she told herself and found the control to rinse off.

Stepping out of the shower she looked at her reflection in the semi-fogged mirror as she dried off. This too proved difficult in some areas. "As much as I am looking forward to this dinner, it's going to be one hell of a long night." she told herself.

-------------- Meanwhile back at the set...

Judith : "I'm sorry, Travis, it can never be, I love Jim."

Travis: "How could you? He's no good for you... you deserve much better."

Judith: "Like who? You? Ha!"

Travis: "Yes me! But I guess Jim's trust fund was much more attractive than I could ever be."

Judith: "That's not true! I don't care about his money--"

The digital chirp of "Hey Big Spender" cut through the set.

"CUT!" Jayme yelled angrily. She walked over to the side, picked up a Faith's bag and stomped over to her with steam coming out of her ears.

"I do believe your handbag is singing show tunes." She handed the bag over to a red-faced Faith and stood tapping her foot.

Mortified at the various snickers and giggles, the actress retrieved the phone.

"Hello?" she said meekly.

"I'm so fucking horny. I want you so bad."

The actress turned her back to the room and blushed harder.

"Reece! Not now!" she whispered in embarrassment.

"Am I making you blush in front of your friends?"

"Yes. Are you feeling better?" Faith figured she might as well ask.

"Oh yeah, much much better."

Faith closed her eyes at the throaty purr of Reece's voice.

"God, the things you do to me! I gotta go, baby, but by all means hold that thought."

"I'd rather hold you, but the thought will do for now."

"Gotta go, really Reece. Love you."

"Me too, you."

Faith turned off the phone and cleared her throat nervously at the room.

"Umm, sorry guys...it's off now." she blushed profusely.

"Looking a little flushed there, Faith." Sandy teased. "I guess the woman's feeling better?" She winked.

"Oh yes. Much." Faith smirked.

"Come on people! I want to finish this today!" Jayme yelled and everyone fell into their places.

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Back at the Corbett/Ashford residence...

"You know, Reece, Cori's been coming home with a lot more money these days. With Roy's place closed, the Lounge is the 'it' place."

"Yeah, I'm telling you, Vi, the bucks are just flowing in. Business has never been better." Reece stuffed the last forkful of potatoes in her mouth.

"I'm glad you liked it." The piercer smiled as she put the dishes in the sink.

"Like it? That's my favorite meal. How'd you know that?" She wiped her mouth and threw the napkin on the table.

"Cori told me, Miss Mannners". Violet threw out the napkin with a distasteful look on her face. Reece rolled her eyes.

"Oh yeah, you skeeve me so much that if I stuck my tongue down your throat you'd melt like an ice cube." Reece smirked.

Violet blushed, grateful her back was facing the table. "Oh please, you're so full of yourself you're bloated."

"I thought so." Reece said with a cocky grin. "Hey, so Cori tells me you guys are looking to rent a one bedroom in the city."

"Yeah, we're thinking about it." Violet started the coffee maker.

"Where you looking to go? I have connections all over the place." The club owner wiggled her eyebrows, and gestured towards the living room.

"Around here, The West Village would be Cori's dream. She's never been able to afford it before, and now with her money practically doubled, and my income, we can most likely swing it." She flopped down on the couch.

"Most likely? That's not definite." Reece looked doubtful.

"Well, it'll probably be doable, but pretty tight, ya know?"

"Well, if you want, I mean, I can maybe help?" Reece fumbled around for words.

"No thanks, no charity, Reece."

"I didn't mean to offend you Violet. I mean a loan, if that's ok." The club owner leaned back and inhaled the aroma of coffee brewing.

"A loan huh? I dunno, I'd have to ask Cori."

"That way, you could get a co-op or a condo if you want." She shrugged.

"You're so fucking nonchalant, Reece." The piercer gaped at her friend.

"What?" Reece looked confused.

"That's a hell of a lot of money you're talking about! God, Reece, what are you, a millionaire?"

"Just about." The tall woman stood, stretched and followed her nose into the kitchen. A full week of clear foods made coffee the second most desired thing on her list. Faith being the first.

"Are you serious?"

Reece nodded at the piercer, who suddenly appeared at her side. "Close your mouth, Violet. Money's not important." The club owner groaned in pleasure as the hot liquid slid down her throat.

"Does Cori know?"

"I don't advertise, Jeez, Vi, get over it." Reece took her mug onto the living room and flipped on the TV. Much to their surprise, the screen was filled with flesh. Not quite comprehending, Reece raised the volume and the sounds of sex filled the room.

"Cool!" Violet grinned, grabbing the remote away. "You get the porno channel?"

"Yeah, must be those amateur videos or something." Reece squinted at the screen, suddenly very familiar with what she was watching.

"Fuck me hard, Reece!"

"You're damn right I will, bitch."

Violet's jaw hung open in disbelief. "This is one of your tapes?!"

"Gimme the remote!" Reece jumped up.

"Nothing doing." The piercer put it in her pants.

"Don't think I won't get it there, just you wait."

Violet looked panicked at first, then laughed out loud and threw herself face down on the floor.

"Oh I know you will, but at least let me get a good look at you in motion, Reece. I heard so much about you." She teased.

"Fine, enjoy it, I did." Reece decided to play too.

"Jesus Christ, woman." Violet peered up at the screen, mesmerized by the sight. "Glorious, just glorious."

Suddenly embarrassed by the show, Reece slipped off the couch and pinned Violet to the floor.

"Ok, fun's over, gimme the remote." She sneered down at her friend.

"No way! Besides you look good in blush."

"This is your last warning, give it to me or I will have to come and get it." The tall woman flipped her over onto her back and held both the piercer's hands in one, waving her free hand in her face.

Faith stood outside the living room biting her hand so not to laugh. At first, while standing outside the house, the sounds coming from inside caused her stomach to flip. She speculated a million and one things that could be going on inside, but never did she expect to see Reece wearing a dark-red blush watching her own image on the screen. And Violet was teasing her mercilessly.

Finally catching the piercer's eye, she gestured to her to keep it up. Poor Reece, the look on her face when Violet threw herself on the floor... priceless.

Faith was about to show herself when a particularly delicious growl emanated from the TV. She felt sparks burst in her groin.

God, I'm in heat.

Noticing the look on Faith's face, Violet relented.

"Ok, I give. I give." The piercer fetched the remote and threw it at Faith, who caught it and paused the tape.

"Hi, Reece, miss me?" She asked with a devilish smirk.

Chapter 27

Faith stood there holding the remote with a mischievous twinkle in her eyes. Violet chuckled, then wiggled out from underneath the stunned club owner, who seemed frozen to the spot with an unusual expression on her face.

No wonder I don't recognize that look. Faith thought. I don't think I've ever seen actual fear on her beautiful face. She snickered at her lover's gaping jaw.

"Faith, honey, it's not what you think!" Reece scrambled to her knees, looking frantically back and forth between Violet, the TV, and Faith.

"Yeah, she was merely straddling me, pinning me to the floor, while reaching into my pants, while watching smut." The piercer stood next to Faith with her arms folded across her chest. "All quite innocent, if you ask me."

Reece gulped loudly. A look of utter confusion replaced the fear. What the..???

Faith walked over to her befuddled lover and kissed her on the cheek to reassure her.

"So, do you know the sheer embarrassment of getting a dirty phone call in the middle of taping? Do you have any idea what those people did to me? How they tortured me for the remainder of the shoot? Oh, and lets not even mention John."

The club owner narrowed her eyes and realized this was all in fun. At her expense, but still fun. Faith cocked her head at the paused image on the screen.

"Oh, look at that, Vi, paused her in mid arch." Faith licked her lips and walked over to the TV. She pointed to a spot between Reece's shoulder blades. "See that spot? A little muscle twitches there. I've never seen it, but I feel it when I hold her."

"Faith?" Reece sat down on the couch, "So you're not mad at me?"

"Mad? No, not at all, but paybacks are a bitch."

"Don't you think I've been punished enough?" The tall woman tried to pout.

"No, Reece, the lower lip has to quiver more." Violet pointed to said lip and quickly pulled her finger back as Reece growled.

"Be nice, Reece." Faith scolded. "I wanna see this." She hit play on the remote and regretted it as soon as the image started to move.

Reece smirked at her lover's hitched breathing. Looks like your little plan is backfiring.

Violet was glued to the screen as well. "Ah! There it goes! I saw it." She looked to Faith for confirmation. The actress was too busy staring at Reece's other attributes.

So that's what her thighs look like when she's...oh, and she curls her toes too...god, those arms!

Reece nearly laughed out loud at Faith. Violet was actually watching with a critical eye, but not Faith. She was watching with lust. The club owner could picture her facial expression, the parted lips and the hooded eyes; she could see the flush creeping up the back of her neck. Reece snickered. She picked up the forgotten remote and as she did, glanced over her lover's shoulder at the action on the screen.

Odd...? She thought, at the twinges of embarrassment she felt watching herself.

I don't even recognize that woman's--no, that girl's face. Reece shrugged it off. What's done is done. Besides, Faith is loving this. She raised the volume and grinned, watching the blonde head tilt to the side.

Faith was startled out of her fog by loud grunting and moaning, and then the screaming of her lover's name in ecstasy. Her clit twitched in sympathy, and she shivered from the sensation.

Violet felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to see Reece nod her head in the direction of the door.

"No problem," she whispered in her friend's ear. "Have fun, Reece." She winked, then slipped quietly out of the room.

Still staring at the screen, Faith watched in anticipation as her lover rearranged herself so that the other woman was on top. She reached out and traced Reece's image on the screen.

"Why doesn't this bother me?" She wondered aloud.

"Should it?" The club owner switched off the TV.

Reece's low voice in her ear forced Faith to close her eyes. "I think so." She turned around to face the tall woman. "You're fucking someone else and it's turning me on. Isn't that twisted?"

"Maybe." The tall woman traced her fingers up Faith's arms, causing the actress to shiver. "But I love you just the same."

"Shouldn't I be jealous?" Faith covered the larger hands with her own.

"No." Reece bent her head and kissed Faith's neck. "Because it's old, it's a tape," She snaked her tongue out for a taste. "It's not real." Reece continued to kiss her way around Faith's throat. "Maybe you're just horny."

"Yeah, maybe." Faith breathed weakly as Reece's fingers tickled up her back and laced through her hair.

"Or maybe..." The club owner kissed her chin, "...it's because," another kiss, "you're envious, and," another kiss, "you wish it were you."

"Mmmmaybe.." Faith groaned. When the hot tongue traced her ear she fell to her knees.

Reece never lost contact, following her lover down on her knees, widening her long legs to surround Faith's. The actress felt the shoulder of her shirt being tugged down, her lover's mouth trailing quickly over the exposed skin.

"God, what you do to me." Faith reached up and grabbed both sides of her lover's face and pulled her up for a kiss, sucking both lips into her mouth. Reece squeezed her thighs tightly, causing the smaller woman to groan.

"I want you, Reece." she mumbled into the kiss, pulling the dark head down to her cleavage. "Now."

Reece plunged her tongue down into the warm crevice, breathing in the smell of Faith's skin. She licked as much of it as she could reach, hooking her fingers in the neck of the shirt, pulling it down more and more. When the shirt would go no further, she yanked it down hard, tearing it open and exposing Faith's breasts. With a growl of triumph, Reece stared at her prize.

Faith gasped at the action, excited by the surprise. She wrapped her hands in the soft black hair and pushed Reece's head into her chest, guiding her mouth.

Reece briefly allowed Faith to move her head back and forth, and bathed whatever area was presented to her tongue. She attempted to close her lips over a nipple but wasn't able to, her mouth wasn't in one place long enough. She reached up and covered Faith's hands with her own and pulled them off of her head, placing them on her shoulders with a growl of warning.

"Don't touch."

Reece closed her strong hands around Faith's breasts, pushing them together. She attacked both nipples at once, sucking as much into her mouth as she could, kneading the flesh roughly. Faith arched into the touch, inhaling sharply. She sensed Reece's urgency, and it cranked up her arousal threefold. She loved it when Reece acted this way.

"More," she urged. "Harder, baby."

The club owner leaned over, pushing Faith to the floor. She grunted as strong legs wrapped around her thighs and pulled her down hard, while the hands on her shoulders tightened their hold.

"Yesss." The actress moaned, feeling her lover's full weight on top of her.

Reece let go of the breasts she was feasting on and pulled Faith's leg up between her own. The contact was electric and she bit the nipple she was sucking.

Faith yelped and squirmed. "God that's good, baby."

Reece nodded from her position and pressed herself into Faith's leg. She nipped and bit at both nipples, trying desperately not to move her own body at the pace it was dictating. The sounds Faith was making were sending jolts of pleasure between her legs, making her want to stop everything and get herself off.

Faith took hold of Reece's shirt and began tugging blindly, until it was twisted up around the club owner's neck. She dug her nails into the sculpted back, drawing deep growls of pleasure from her lover.

Reece tried to slip lower, but was tangled up in her own clothing. Reluctantly, she lifted herself up and stripped from the waist up.

"All of it. I need to feel you." Faith's voice was raspy from panting. It went straight to Reece's sex.

The tall woman stood and quickly removed her clothes. She moved to the couch and sat, motioning for Faith to follow. With a seductive sneer, the actress stripped off her remaining clothes.

The club owner leered as her lover dropped onto all fours and crawled over, stopping between her knees.

"You're so wet I can see it." Faith whispered as she rubbed her cheek against Reece's inner thigh. The tall woman groaned painfully as she felt the hot breath blow across her needy sex.

"You're gonna kill me." Reece moaned.

"Funny, I said the same of you." She smirked and stuck her tongue out for a lick. "But it was an entirely.." She licked again, "..different context."

"Faith..." Reece's whole body twitched.

The actress climbed up and straddled her lover, adjusting herself so that their centers were touching.

Reece lifted one long leg and wrapped it around Faith's back to hold her in place, in turn opening herself up wider to the contact. She braced the other foot against the coffee table.

"Oh yeah, that feels so good." She groaned and pushed into the feeling.

"We never did this before." The actress closed her eyes for a moment to relish the sensation of Reece's pubic hair rubbing against her clit. "I wanted to try it," she breathed, and reached down to open herself up, jerking at the sound of Reece's whimper.

Reece gritted her teeth as Faith tried to find a good position. "You keep wiggling like that and it will be all over," she warned, trying to will her hips not to buck.

The actress reached behind her and grabbed the edge of the table for support, then began moving herself against Reece.

The club owner growled as Faith's clit rubbed over hers. Her eyes raked over the arched body riding her own, traveling from flexing thighs to pause on the taut stomach. She moaned as Faith quickened the pace, throwing her head back. Blue eyes watched the stretching and clenching movements of Faith's abs as she moved herself, and she longed to feel them. Reece felt a flood of wetness between them, slickening Faith's movements so much that the actress's nails dug into her thigh as she held on tightly.

Not able to sit back idly any longer, Reece reached up and pinched her lover's nipples. Faith groaned loudly.

"This isn't going to take long, sweetheart," Faith grunted between breaths.

"No, not long..." Reece whispered, and moved her hands to Faith's hips to guide her faster. There was a fire in her belly like never before. The sights combined with the sounds overwhelmed her. She felt the first sparks of her orgasm burst upward from her toes.

Faith whimpered and moved her hand from Reece's thigh to her bicep, squeezing hard.

Reece tore her eyes away from Faith's face for a moment and looked down between them. The sight made her mouth water.

"Oh yes!" Faith groaned. The sensation of Reece's wet silky flesh, alternating with her scratchy pubic hair and her hardening clit moving quickly against her, was too much. Faith jerked erratically for a few seconds then pushed herself frantically against Reece.

"Now...coming, Reece," she whimpered and shuddered violently.

"Right with ya.." The tall woman grabbed Faith's chin so she could watch her and she too succumbed to the pleasures.

Before there was time to recover, Faith found herself on her back, Reece leaning over her with a feral look on her face.

"What was it you said about paybacks?" She snickered evilly.

Faith swallowed dryly, still trying to catch her breath. "They're a bitch?" She smirked.

"And so am I." Reece snickered again and wrapped an arm under the smaller woman's back. She lifted and pulled her forward until only Faith's shoulders and head were touching the couch. Draping the smaller legs over her shoulders, she knelt there grinning like crazy.

"Uh, baby?" Faith asked curiously, as Reece pulled her closer against her body.

"Yes?" she cocked an eyebrow in amusement as Faith tried to wiggle around.

"I'm completely at your mercy, aren't I?" Faith smiled at the feeling of Reece's nipples brushing against her ass.

"That's correct." The tall woman nodded and licked a bit of Faith's thigh.

"Oh." she shuddered.

"You're going to watch me make love to you now."

Faith groaned in realization. She could see Reece poke out her tongue and taste her leg, how would she handle seeing her tongue poke there?

"Watch my tongue, Faith." Reece ordered in a throaty whisper.

The actress bit her lip as the wet muscle extended and slowly neared her sex. She wanted to move up to meet it, but couldn't. Reece didn't budge, just let her tongue sit there, the steel ball glistening, taunting her. It was frustrating and exciting all at once. Her lover was teasing her, hovering over where she wanted it most. A drop of saliva fell from Reece's tongue onto her clit, which twitched at the sensation.

"Please, Reece.." She begged.

The club owner dipped lower and with her tongue flat, pressed it against Faith's twitching sex.

"Oh yesss." she hissed in pleasure.

The tall woman drew the muscle up, tweaked her clit with the piercing, and then slowly brought it down.

"God that's so hot to watch," Faith gasped. She felt the wetness flow out of her and down into her ass.

Reece saw the delicious drop seep out and this time slid her tongue lower. She teased Faith's anus until the actress whimpered, then repeated the process again.

"Oh...oh..." The redhead moaned.

The club owner smirked and paused to run her fingers between her own legs. Faith moaned as Reece presented her sticky fingers to her. The actress quickly sucked the fingers clean as her lover resumed licking.

Reece pulled her fingers away and used that hand to run her short nails across Faith's stomach and up into her pubic hair. She detoured her mouth momentarily to lick her own fingers and then continued to lap the wetness that was forming at her lover's opening.

"Honey...please...I can't take it." Faith begged in short gasps. "It's too much."

"Watch me." Reece said, and slid her wet fingers onto Faith's clit.

The actress nearly screamed in pleasure. Both women watched as Reece brushed her fingers lightly in slow circles. Not quick enough to satisfy, and not nearly enough pressure. Faith groaned in frustration, receiving a raised eyebrow and a chuckle in response.

Reece could feel her clit pounding with every rotation. She wished she was able to do something about it. She was soaking wet and beyond hot. She added some pressure to her fingers. Green eyes started to roll back.

"Watch me." Reece reminded her lover and stuck out her tongue again, playing with the piercing.

"Please!" Faith sobbed.

Reece took pity on her lover. She stopped the motion of her fingers and used them to spread Faith's swollen lips. Her clit was red and hard, begging to be licked.

"Would you like me to lick it?" she purred.

Faith nodded quickly, the sound of Reece's aroused voice sent more wetness to flow into her crack.

Slowly the tongue emerged again, and just the tip made contact with the swollen bundle of nerves. It flicked back and forth. Faith cried out, watching her clit being toyed with.

Reece grunted in sympathy, wishing she had the nerve to allow someone to do this to her. Imagining what it would look and feel like to have Faith's tongue licking her in this way.

The actress felt her lover's hips moving and her breath coming in short pants. She couldn't help feeling proud that she could have this kind of effect on Reece without even laying a finger on her.

"Much better than a mirror, don't you think?" Reece's voice was impossibly low. Faith shivered.

The club owner took her teeth and captured the throbbing flesh. She ever so slightly bit down and pulled.

Faith strained to keep her eyes open as her clit was manipulated by Reece's sharp teeth. The intensity of seeing and feeling was driving her insane.

"Please...I can't..." She grasped the couch cushions for dear life and managed to force her hips up into Reece's face.

Reece wrapped her lips around Faith's clit and sucked with the rhythm she knew by heart.

Faith screamed and bucked wildly. Reece was sucking her clit and she could see every delicous movement of her lips, her cheeks, her jaw...it was almost intense enough to make her cry. Reece was groaning as she suckled, and Faith could see the muscles in Reece's mouth work, knowing in advance when she would sweep her tongue across her straining clit.

"Oh ...god...Reece...harder..."

Reece obeyed. She pulled harder at the flesh, using her tongue continuously, all the while staring into the wild green eyes of her lover. Watching Faith now, she didn't need any announcements. Faith was going to come and she could tell it was going to be huge. Wrapping her arms around her lover's body, she held on tightly as Faith's legs started to tremble.

"Yes...yes..." Faith chanted, forcing herself to watch.

The club owner's own clit throbbed incessantly, she could feel the moisture on her thighs. Faith's gonna love that, she thought.

The actress's heels dug into her lover's back and her own back arched as much as it could in her current position. Faith inhaled deeply and then with one last hard pull on her clit, fireworks exploded in her head.

"OH GOD!" She yelled, and stiffened so tightly, her shoulders came up off the couch.

Reece shivered. It was a sight to behold. She quickly laid Faith down on the couch and slowed down her attentions, wanting to draw this one out as long as possible.

Finally able to move at will, Faith wrapped her legs around Reece's head and trapped her between her legs, grabbing her ears and holding her there.

Reece, who had no intention of moving, watched as Faith shuddered and twisted around, grunting and whimpering like never before. Reece stifled the urge once again to quench her own desires, wanting to feel her lover's touch more than her own.

Faith started to relax and her grip loosened. She was breathing very heavily and Reece needed to lap up the ambrosia that was sure to have escaped during that orgasm. She pulled her mouth off of Faith's clit and winked when the spent woman lifted up her head to look at her.

"Good god Reece...I never--YAH!" The actress almost jumped out of her skin when she felt the tongue enter her.

Reece raised an eyebrow and glanced curiously at her lover.

Interesting, she thought, and tested her theory by plunging her tongue deeply inside Faith.

"Ooooohhh...yeah...I can't believe this, but," she slid her hand up to pinch her own nipples.

Oh no she don't...thought Reece, as she turned herself around, and Faith was now sitting on her face.

Looking down at Reece's wide open soaking-wet thighs, Faith had to laugh.

"Oh baby, I'm so sorry. Did I neglect you?" She spoke the last sentence into Reece's sex and kissed it.

Reece's hips flew up into her face, and the club owner groaned into her center.

"I'll take that as a yes." She moaned breathlessly as Reece impaled her with her tongue.

Leaning down and settling herself on her elbows, Faith licked the length of Reece's lips. As she touched her clit, the club owner's whole body spasmed.

"Yes, I know, honey, I missed you too." she said as she lowered her mouth to the glistening folds.

Chapter 24

Marsha wiped her hands on the kitchen towel and hurried to answer the front door before the bell woke the girls. She opened the door and stood agape at what was on the stoop.

"Uhm, you must be Faith's mother. I'm Cori, we spoke on the phone. Pleased to meet you." The dancer stuck out her hand but the older woman still stood there immobile.

"Sooo, can I come in?"

Marsha was transfixed on the silver hoop as it moved when the girl spoke. "Oh! Yes! Certainly, come in." Mrs. Ashford sputtered in embarrassment.

She wasn't kidding when she warned me about her friends...

"Are they here?" Cori wondered at the silence of the house.

"Yes, they're still sleeping." The older woman stared as the guest removed her coat.

Cori was all too familiar with the way she was being looked at, and decided to humor Faith's mom.

"OK, let's get this over with, shall we? This," she pulled down the shoulder of her shirt, "Is one of my tattoos, it ends here." she turned around and bent her head, showing the back of her neck. "It took 3 weeks to finish and yes, the damn thing stung. I have 9 piercings, from the neck up. Yes, the tongue ring hurt," Cori stuck out the muscle, "but I still got it pierced again. Call me masochistic, but it reaps the rewards. No, my nose and lip didn't hurt, but I had a hell of a time learning not to drool when I drank."

Marsha looked on, nodding, genuinely interested.

"My hair is currently 'Pillarbox Red'. Yes, my parents know what I look like. I have a job, an apartment...let's see...oh, and I'm a dyke. My girlfriend's parking the car. Wait till you get a load of her." The dancer thought a moment. "I think that about covers it." She headed towards the fridge.

"Well then." Marsha shooed Cori away from the icebox and into a chair. "Would you like bacon? Or are you one of those vegetable lesbians?"

The dancer laughed. "I'd love some, Mrs. Ashford. I couldn't live without meat."

The two women made small talk while Marsha prepared Cori's breakfast.

"So, how long have you known my daughter?"

"It feels like forever. She's such a great person, Mrs. Ashford. You done good with her."

"I don't deserve the credit."

"Someone has to, may as well take it. I love that woman, she's my best friend."

"Do you know Reece long?"

"Very." Cori wasn't sure where the older woman was going with this line of questioning. "Why?"

"Just asking." Marsha shrugged.

"I love Reece too," she said, slightly defensively.

"I worry about my Faith, Cori, that's all."

"Look, Reece may look scary, and she may act it sometimes, but I swear, Faith is her whole life." Cori smiled.

"Yes dear, I can see that for myself. I can't help thinking she's hiding something. She has a few secrets, that woman does."

"Well, everybody does, don't they, Mrs. Ashford?"

"I suppose you're right."

"Don't you worry about Faith. She's got me as a watch dog."

The doorbell rang and Cori went to get up but Marsha stopped her, placing a plate in front of the dancer.

"You eat, dear, I'll get that."

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Faith rolled off of Reece's back and frowned at the clock. She really didn't want to get up yet, she had another hour left of sleep. The pain in her back and the need to go to the bathroom had awakened her and she trudged out of bed crankily.

Great, this sucks.

The club owner shivered when the warmth disappeared. Groping around blindly in the bed, she too frowned when she came up empty.

"Faith?" she grumbled.

"Umm." Came the grunt from the bathroom.

"Bed." Reece rolled over and lay with her arms open, waiting.

The toilet flushed, the water ran, and then the door closed. Reece opened one eye to look at the clock.

"What are you doing up? You have time." She stretched and yawned.

"Got my period, don't feel good." Faith mumbled around her toothbrush.

"Aww babe, come back to bed. I'll rub your back like you like."

Reece felt bad for her when she got her period. While the club owner didn't suffer at all, Faith really got it bad.

The actress appeared by the side of the bed with a very cranky expression. "Make it go away baby." she groaned and lay down next to her lover.

Reece straddled her lover and rubbed her back to take away the cramps. The actress grunted and moaned in pain and pleasure as the strong fingers kneaded away at her tight muscles. The club owner knitted her brow in annoyance.

Here we go again. First it's the cramps, then she's horny, and she don't let me near her for a whole 5 days. She stared at Faith's ass and grinned.

This time, I'm gonna get some.

"How come you don't get sick?" The actress grimaced into the mattress.

"Dunno. Maybe it's because I work out."

Faith groaned as Reece worked her magic.

"You alright? I don't like it when you're in pain."

"Oh love, that isn't pain, it feels wonderful. You have such talented hands." Faith reached behind her back and rested her hand on Reece's leg.

"Love? You never called me that before." Reece smiled at the nickname as she moved to rub the muscular legs.

"That's what you are, you're love. I can feel it when you look at me, when you touch me. Ohh, right there...now that's love."

"That's your hormones talking." The club owner couldn't believe she was blushing.

"No Reece, that's my heart talking."

"I like when your heart talks." Reece turned her over and kissed her.

The depth of Faith's adoration shone from her eyes.

"I love you so much it scares me." The tall woman whispered the confession.

"Oh honey, I know you love me." The actress sat up and hugged her fiercely. "There's nothing to be afraid of. I know it's new. Just go with it."

Reece covered Faith's lips with a long loving kiss.

"That's my heart talking." She grinned.

GROWL

"And that's my stomach talking." Faith giggled.

"Yeah," The club owner nodded. "Mom's up, I smelled it too."

"Let's go make an appearance. It's her last day and all."

"I'm right behind you, sweet cheeks."

"I'd prefer 'love'." Faith teased.

"Me too, but you won't let me." Reece teased back.

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"Well they were up till all hours last night." Mrs Ashford explained.

"I'll bet." Violet snickered.

"Have you seen that video collection?"

Cori gagged on her eggs.

"Hon?!" Violet ran to her side.

"I'm ok." The dancer choked.

"Well, I have to admit I'm a bit of a prude, but that stuff... I must say I'm somewhat enlightened in this lesbian sex thing."

Cori's eyes matched Violet's in her look of shock.

"Morning, Mom." Faith entered the kitchen. "Hey, when did you guys get here?" She took note of the expressions on her friends' faces.

"MOTHER! What did you say to them?!"

"God, Faith. Your mother is cool!"

"Cool!? My mother?"

"Morning, Mrs. A." Reece patted Marsha on the butt and went to the coffeepot to pour a cup.

Cori's mouth actually fell open.

"Hey, I owed her a grope." The club owner half explained.

The older woman blushed and swatted at Reece's shoulder. "Oh, you are such a card!"

"I don't think I want to know." Violet looked frightened. Cori nodded.

"God, what did I do to deserve this?" The actress looked to the heavens for an answer.

"Honey, I wish you wouldn't take the Lord's name in vain. You did enough of that last night."

"Mother..." Faith groaned. "Why don't you go and get dressed... please." She begged.

"Sure, dear, I'll get out of your hair."

Faith made a face at her mother's back, then threw herself into a chair and groaned.

"Wow, Faith! Your Mom's the shit!" Violet gushed.

"Why? What did she do to you?"

"Nothing, babe!" Cori replied. "She's just cool is all."

"My mother?" Faith was still unconvinced.

"Yeah, she told us she practically forced you guys to fuck. And did you know she watched Reece's pornos?"

"What?!" The club owner dropped her coffee. "Shit!"

"Baby, be careful!" Faith rushed to her aid.

"SHE WATCHED THEM?" Reece shouted.

"Yeah, she told us she learned something too." Cori snickered.

"Oh no." Reece looked horrified.

"Reece, why the face? So she watched some pornos.."

"I'm in some of them, Faith." The club owner looked at her feet.

The room fell quiet.

"You're in them, in them?"

"Yes."

The silence was deafening. Cori and Violet were watching Reece, who was staring at the floor.

"Well, I'm assuming this was before I came into the picture." The actress narrowed her eyes.

"Yes. Way before." Reece couldn't take the scrutiny, and started for the door.

"Don't you dare walk away, Reece!"

The club owner stopped in her tracks and turned around to face her lover.

"If you'd rather we left..."

"No, Cor, it's ok." Faith smiled.

"Reece?" Violet asked.

The tall woman shrugged and half smiled at Faith.

"So, did the women know they were being filmed?"

"Yes."

"Are you um...on the receiving end of .."

"It's all just me doing them." Reece grimaced and closed her eyes, waiting for the attack. When none came, she peeked open an eye and saw Faith standing there with a smirk.

"So, no one's touching you then?" Faith's eyebrow went up.

"Well, I didn't say that...what I mean is..." The tall woman began sweating.

"Nah ah ah.. you don't have to go there. I know what you mean."

Again, the room sat silent until Faith spoke up.

"So, you're fucking them?"

The club owner glanced at her lover. "Some."

"That I wouldn't mind too much." Faith smirked.

"Huh?" Cori, Violet and Reece questioned.

"Well, I could watch that. As long as no one was doing you." The actress grinned.

There was a collective sigh of relief.

"Can I watch too?" Violet wondered. Cori backhanded her in the stomach.

"Faith? Are you serious?" Reece was dumbstruck.

"Yeah, totally. I wanna see them." She hugged her lover and smiled. "I just gotta see that ass in motion..." Faith squeezed her lovers butt and mmm'd.

"Why don't you just put mirrors on the ceiling?" Cori asked.

"I can't keep my eyes open long enough, let alone focused." Faith grinned.

"You'd be surprised." Violet winked.

"You have mirrors?" Reece wondered.

"Yeah, and it's great. You can watch the top of Faith's head when--"

"Whoa there. I'm getting horny." Faith held up her hand.

"My girl just loves to watch." Reece teased.

"Well, you sure are something to look at." Faith licked her lips appreciatively.

"You're hormonal." The tall woman smirked.

"And horny." The actress kissed Reece's collarbone.

"Wow. You must take after your mom, because you're cool." she teased.

Faith smirked and stretched up for a proper kiss. The liplock was broken by a throat clearing.

"Sorry." Faith blushed.

"S'okay. We kinda got used to the public ravishings." Violet joked.

"Me too. Although I'll never get used to this." Marsha agreed, holding up a dildo.

Cori gasped. Reece and Violet turned red. Faith felt faint.

"It was in my nightstand. I was looking for a pen."

The older woman handed the toy to Reece and made herself a cup of tea. "By the way, that one feels so real." She added as she sat down.

"It's supposed to, Mrs. A." Reece smirked, putting Harley in her bathrobe pocket.

Faith had to sit. The thought of her mother actually knowing what a real penis felt like made her queasy. The fact that she was comparing the two made her lightheaded.

"Well, pardon me for being naive, but why? If you don't want to have sex with a man, why?"

"It's not the umm, part, Mrs. Ashford, it's the person it's attached to." Cori offered.

Marsha contemplated that for a moment. "I see." She sipped from her cup quietly. "You wouldn't happen to know where I can get one of those, would you?" She asked the tall woman.

Faith put her head between her knees when she began to hyperventilate.

"Babe? Take it easy." The club owner knelt at her lover's side.

"So, what's on the agenda today, Reece?" Cori changed the subject.

"Oh, Faith dear, I nearly forgot! A man named John called while I was on the phone with your father." She chuckled. "That's why I needed a pen."

"Welll..." The actress prompted.

"He said that they postponed shooting today due to all the latest, what was the word he used? Yes, scandal. He will call you back this afternoon."

Faith groaned. What do I do with Mother today?

"Hey, why don't you let me take your mom for the afternoon?" Cori smiled.

"Thank you. Would you?" Faith breathed a sigh of relief.

"Of course. What would you like to do today, Mrs. Ashford?"

"Oh I don't know, girls. How about you show me around? And please call me Marsha."

"Cori, I want my mother in one piece." Faith teased her friend.

"No problem. Come on, Marsha. What do you say we all go get pampered today."

"We're going to have a spa day. Sound good?" Violet added.

"Oh yes! That sounds wonderful!" Marsha was visibly pleased.

"Great idea, Cori." Faith smiled. "You be careful with her."

"Will do, Faith." Violet winked as the three women filed out the door.

"If Dad could see her now.." Faith laughed.

"Let's hope he doesn't." Reece embraced her lover.

"Hey, you're right. I don't want her back here again." Faith nudged Reece's pocket with her hip. "I wanna try that one."

"Come on then, what are we standing here for?"

"Reece, I can't. Not now." Faith gestured to her lower half.

"Oh babe, I don't mind. Harley don't mind.."

"I mind."

"Please..." Reece begged as she reached down and caressed Faith's inner thigh.

"Oh god.. don't beg." The actress already felt the tingles.

"Pretty please?" The club owner slid to her knees and kissed her lover's mons.

"Reece..." Faith warned, even though she knew she was losing the fight.

The tall woman nudged between the actress's legs with her nose and breathed hot breath all over.

"Let me make love to you, Faith. I want to so badly." She groaned.

"Get up from there. Doesn't it smell funny?"

"No, not at all." Reece rubbed her cheek on her lover's pubic area.

Faith shuddered.

"Pleeease?" Reece pouted.

"Oh, you're going all out, aren't you?" The actress ran her fingers through the long black locks.

Reece nodded. "I won't use my mouth if you don't want," she bargained.

"You don't think that's gross?"

"Not you I don't." Reece nudged into the warmth again with her nose.

"Did you ever...?" Faith squatted down to look at her lover.

"Nope. But I always wanted to earn my red wings." Black eyebrows wiggled.

"You're a pig." The actress slapped her playfully on the ass.

"Oink oink." Reece leaned in and started kissing Faith's neck.

"Baby.." Green eyes closed in pleasure. Even as she protested, Faith knew she was a goner.

"Hmm?" The club owner's lips sucked in a bit of flesh behind her ear.

"Oh Reece..." Faith shivered, Reece cheered silently. "You really want this, don't you?"

The tall woman groaned her reply and nipped the skin she was sucking.

"Aahhh..." Faith fell bonelessly into her lover's arms.

"Yessss!" Reece shot up to her full height and practically threw Faith over her shoulder.

"Hey! At least let me shower!" Faith giggled.

"Absolutely, as long as I can wash you."

"Oh, I don't know why I even try to say no to you, Reece Corbett."

"Because you like to hear me beg."

"Oh yeah." The actress growled.

"So you wanna make a tape?"