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©2002 -Vertigo-

The idea of mapping every inch of Sheridan with her tongue interested Keefer beyond words, but Sheridan had had a rough morning and the brunette was also distracted with worry for Danni. This disturbed Keefer; after what Danni had been pulling lately, she deserved to sit and rot in jail for a long time. For some reason, however, Keefer felt a little bad about her being there... guilty for putting her there. Sheridan shifted in her position between Keefer's legs and broke her from her thoughts. "You know, as much as I'd love to lick you all over, Sher, I think you need to eat something, get some ice on that eye and rest," Keefer said while running her fingers up and down Sheridan's muscular arm.

"That feels good," the blonde said quietly, watching the goose pimples sprout from Keefer's tickling touch. "What are you going to do? You should go to work... I'm sorry I made you stay home today."

"No problem, really. I just extended my vacation from four days to five. I originally intended on taking five anyway," Keefer said, moving her fingers up to tickle across the back of Sheridan's neck. "Maybe all the drama was for a reason. If I hadn't stayed home with you, you never would have told me you love me today."

"I guess... but I'm sure it would have came up sooner or later." Sheridan squirmed and Keefer calmed her by tickling her arms again. "Mmm. You're gonna put me to sleep."

"That's the whole point," Keefer snickered.

"You haven't answered my question. What are you going to do while I sleep?" Despite how good Keefer's fingers felt, Sheridan moved them away and twisted around to look at her lover.

"I should see about Danni," the brunette said with a remorseful smile.

Sheridan chuckled quietly, "You feel bad for her, don't you... even after she kicked my ass."

"I don't know why, but yeah," Keefer frowned.

"Hey, that's okay. That's just you. Go on and spring her from jail," the sore construction worker winced a little as she stretched her neck for a kiss.

"You don't mind? You're not upset?" Keefer asked between little pecks to the blonde's lips. She was tempted to bring her mouth lower and start that tongue-writing journey.

"Nah, to tell you the truth, I was surprised you let them take her away at all." Sheridan turned around and leaned her back against Keefer's front again, settling comfortably into Keefer's breasts.

The brunette settled her hands on Sheridan's thighs. "I was furious with her. Who did she think she was, anyway, hitting you when you were in that condition?" Her thighs are so strong.

"I did puke on her, though," Sheridan joked to cover her embarrassment. She felt Keefer's heart beating a bit harder against her back and grinned, covering Keefer's hands with her own.

"That you did," the brunette looked down as Sheridan's head lay heavily against her shoulder. Those beautiful green eyes were closed and the blonde's lips were partially open, giving Keefer the urge to kiss them, if she could reach. Her fingers twitched underneath the strong hands that were covering them as they wanted to explore.

Sheridan noticed the hitch in her lover's breathing and purposely licked her lips. She grinned inwardly as the beat grew stronger against her back. "What do you want, Keefer?" she asked in a low, sexy voice.

The tall woman bent her head to Sheridan's ear. "I really want to touch you... right now... like this," she whispered.

Sheridan shivered and felt her nipples harden. "I thought I was in no condition," she almost moaned as Keefer continued to breathe into her ear.

"You aren't."

"Don't tease me, Keef, I'm getting way too turned on like this," the blonde moved Keefer's hands up over her hips and stomach, and rested them on her ribs, under her breasts. She dropped her hands away, leaving Keefer to roam freely.

Keefer felt Sheridan's heart beating strongly under her hands, she saw the nipples harden and poke against the fabric of the shirt and she wanted to touch them. She kissed the top of the blonde head. "Are you sure?" she asked, even as her hands slipped up to cup Sheridan's breasts.

"Oh, yeah," Sheridan breathed out as two thumbs brushed her nipples.

"Take your shirt off and come right back here," Keefer said, releasing the breasts.

Sheridan sat up and pulled off the shirt quickly, leaning back as soon as she did. "Now I'm naked and you're fully clothed," she remarked with a grin.

"Just the way I want you," Keefer grinned back, though Sheridan couldn't see her face.

"Kinky," the blonde chuckled, and then gasped as Keefer went straight for her breasts again.

Keefer watched her hands as they held the two round breasts, her thumbs rubbing circles over hard nipples. Her gaze drifted down to Sheridan's comfortably bent legs, her triangle of blonde hair and then her perfectly sculpted abs.

"Are you watching me?" the blonde asked, slightly self-consciously.

"I like looking at your body; I think it's perfect."

Sheridan felt her face get hot.

Keefer chuckled, "Sheridan Landers, don't tell me you're blushing."

"I don't believe it either," Sheridan opened her eyes and swallowed, weighing her feelings. She shivered as Keefer changed tactics and began pinching and teasing her nipples. She couldn't stop blushing and she laughed nervously.

"What is it?" Keefer asked in a whisper.

"I don't know. It just feels so... like it's the first time, and no one's ever looked at my body before."

"It is the first time, Sher... for both of us."

Sheridan hummed as one of Keefer's hands traveled down her stomach and her fingers teased her pubic hair. "I guess it is. I've never been in love before."

"Me neither," Keefer rested her chin on Sheridan's shoulder.

"It feels different... better. Very, very good."

"Good. I want to make you feel very, very good," Keefer breathed as she let her longest finger venture further downwards.

Sheridan's hips twitched as Keefer's finger brushed lightly over her clit and then retreated.

"Come on, Keef, I'm getting so wet already."

Keefer felt a sense of possession while touching Sheridan in this manner -- like she was the only one allowed to do this. I am the only one. "Shhh. Slowly, Sher, I want to watch you move for me."

"God, Keef, I feel like such an teenager!" Sheridan said in frustration.

"Me too, like I'm learning everything." Blue eyes strayed to blonde curls. "I am, you know, I never did this before. I'm thirty-five and I've never had the chance to do this," Keefer admitted, sliding both hands as far down Sheridan's legs as she could reach, watching the muscles twitch and flex under her touch. "You are so beautiful," she added, mesmerized by Sheridan's body as she moved her hands back up the inside of the blonde's thighs.

"You're ... oh, god... thirty-five?" Sheridan asked between gasps of pleasure.

"Uh huh," Keefer mapped Sheridan's entire torso with her hands, delighting in the movements of the blonde's body.

"I'm thirty-one. Never been with an older woman before," Sheridan arched her back as Keefer rubbed her palms in circles over her nipples. "Keef... please..."

"Patience," the brunette whispered breathily into Sheridan's ear. She reveled in the full-body shudder that her breath caused. "How's the old broad doing so far?" she teased.

"She's relentless," Sheridan lifted her hips up in invitation. "If she doesn't touch me, I will."

Keefer's mouth went dry. All those images from channel forty-six flooded her mind, of women touching themselves and how hot it made her. Imagining Sheridan touching herself made her groan out loud. She immediately pictured Sheridan that night in bed next to her, touching herself in the dark and her sex suddenly clenched and flooded.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you," Sheridan said, pulling on Keefer's hand and trying to bring it between her legs.

"Yeah," Keefer rasped, then swallowed to wet her dry throat.

"I will," Sheridan dared.

"Don't... not now... let me," Keefer panicked, not ready to see that yet, wanting only to give Sheridan pleasure at this moment. She didn't want to lose the sense of control she was feeling. Looking down at the length of the construction worker's naked body thrilled her, she watched intently as her fingers made Sheridan dance and move, Keefer was almost giddy with the power of it all. She had never been so intrigued by a body's reaction to her touch. She couldn't have cared less what Danni looked like, Keefer only cared enough to make her come so she'd fall asleep. At this moment, she couldn't tear her eyes away from the blonde's muscular body as it squirmed and writhed under her touch. She allowed Sheridan to hold her hand between her legs, but she didn't move her fingers. She watched through half-lidded eyes as Sheridan did the moving, bucking her hips and wiggling her ass. The surge of arousal Keefer felt was intoxicating.

"You're killing me, Keef," Sheridan panted.

Keefer slid her free hand up to the blonde's face and she traced her lips with two fingers. She groaned when Sheridan's tongue came out to meet her and toyed with her fingers. With a smirk, she brought her wet fingers to a straining nipple and painted it with Sheridan's saliva, then blew over the blonde's shoulder.

A cool gust of air met Sheridan's nipple, making her twitch and moan. "Fuck, Keef... " Sheridan wondered what had come over Keefer. The brunette was normally a confident lover, but now the sudden changeİin character excited her even more.

Keefer began moving her fingers through Sheridan's sex and hummed with approval as the construction worker writhed to meet her fingers, trying to draw them inside. "You're so wet, I didn't think you had it in you," Keefer teased.

Sheridan only nodded and bit her bottom lip. At first, she felt exposed while being touched like this, but now she was hotter than she could ever remember and her sex was literally aching to be touched by Keefer. No one else could ever make her feel like this, and no one else could quench her need. She was sure of that now, especially, when Keefer suddenly filled her. All that blind searching with nameless women ended when Keefer ran her long fingers through her wetness. She needed Keefer to touch her -- only Keefer. She groaned long and wordlessly as the knowing fingers began to enter her with a purpose.

"Feels good, Sher?" Keefer asked, her own voice deep with arousal.

"Uh huh," Sheridan held Keefer's arm with both hands; she didn't want her to stop. She dug her fingers into Keefer's arm and panted as she neared her orgasm. Sheridan's hips moved in time with Keefer's strokes, the heel of her larger hand pressed against Sheridan's clit as those long fingers entered and retreated. The blonde's thighs began to tremble. Keefer was experiencing an adrenaline rush; it felt so good to have Sheridan in this position. She had a feeling this was the first time Sheridan [had let anybody have their way with her in such a manner and it felt wildly powerful. Sheridan's head moved back and forth against her breasts and Keefer spotted the ugly hickey. With a growl of possession, Keefer bent her head and sucked on Sheridan's neck, right over the bruised spot.

"Fuck!" the blonde cried through gritted teeth, her sex grabbing at Keefer's fingers, intensifying the friction.

"Yeah, Sher, come for me," Keefer sucked harder, marking the blonde with her own brand for the world to see.

Sheridan held Keefer's arm in a death grip as her body arched and stilled. Her mouth opened and a trembling moan escaped her. Her orgasm was intense and she twitched and bucked for a long time, whimpering as she did.

Keefer felt exhilarated as she watched Sheridan come in her arms. She especially loved the way her abs spasmed and had the sudden urge to lick off the sheen of sweat that appeared from them. She winced as the grip on her arm became painful, but she couldn't fault the blonde, she could only grin triumphantly as Sheridan started to finally relax her body and her grip.

Green eyes opened and Sheridan turned her face up. "God, I love you," she breathed between pants.

Keefer smiled and her heart beat furiously in her chest, "I love you, too."

Looking down at Sheridan's face as she spoke those words caused Keefer's heart to skip a beat. The blonde's face was totally devoid of any barriers and Keefer could see the pure honesty in her eyes. Sheridan didn't speak those words spontaneously, like some people do after sex, the construction worker's eyes were wider than usual and she looked slightly shocked that it was her that blurted those words. Keefer knew she meant them and it was everything to her. She wrapped her arms possessively around the blonde and smiled as Sheridan yawned widely. "Let's go in my room and get you tucked in."

"But you..." the blonde yawned again. "Don't you..."

"Don't worry, Sher, there will be plenty of time for that. You need to get some rest. I think it's too late for that eye, though." Keefer stood up with Sheridan, her arms still wrapped around her from behind. Once the blonde started walking, though, the tall woman had to release her or she'd be walking in a squat. Keefer indulged herself with a leer to Sheridan's naked backside when she noticed the big bruise. "What the hell happened to your butt?"

Sheridan's hands reflexively covered the spot. "I have no idea," she shrugged and continued walking into the bedroom. "You coming?"

"Sheridan! How did you get that thing? It's gotta hurt!"

"I told you, I don't know," the blonde turned in the doorway to the bedroom and met Keefer's eyes. "I don't remember," she admitted sheepishly.

Blue eyes narrowed and Keefer was angry for a moment before she realized that Sheridan probably shouldn't remember a bruise like that. "Well, I'm sure it's for the best. Let's go... march!" the tall inspector pointed to the bed, where Fifi was already snuggled.

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Sheridan was blissfully asleep minutes after her head hit the pillow, but Keefer still sat there, sifting her fingers through the soft, blonde hair. She thought over the morning's events and became upset again over Danni's actions. She felt guilty, too. Sheridan never would have gotten hurt had it not been for her. Keefer leaned over and gently kissed Sheridan's bruised face, frowning a little as the memory of Danni's blow flashed before her eyes. A smirk covered her lips when she got to the part when Sheridan had thrown up on Danni. Stupid thing to do, she thought of Danni hitting a hung-over Sheridan in the stomach. Keefer lightly traced the side of her lover's face with one finger and grinned at the way Sheridan's lips turned into a smile. What is it with Danni, anyway? It's not like we had anything meaningful. Nothing at all like what I feel with Sheridan. Why is she doing this to us? She was the one who was cheating on me; she played dirty and lost. Keefer kissed Sheridan on the forehead and wandered into the living room.

Fifi immediately occupied Keefer's spot and Sheridan wrapped an arm around her in her sleep. The dog sighed in contentment and went back to sleep.

Keefer stood by the couch and contemplated the hole she had punched in the wall. She was surprised that Sheridan hadn't noticed it. Then again, look at the shape she arrived in and all the things that had happened this morning. She wondered if she had any spackle in the closets and her memory came up empty. That's okay, Sheridan can fix it for me. Keefer grimaced, Then I'll have to tell her why it's there... I feel so stupid, losing my temper like that. Sheridan's cell phone began ringing and after Keefer located it, she wondered if she should answer it. She picked up the phone and glanced at the little screen. Pops. He may be worried about her. She answered it nervously, "Sheridan's phone."

"Uh, hello, who's this?"

"I'm Keefer, sir, Sheridan's friend. She's sleeping at the moment."

"Poor kid. Is she alright? Is she really banged up?"

"You know what happened?" Keefer asked hesitantly.

"Yeah, she told me earlier, I was just checking up on her," Mr. Landers explained.

"Well, she's sleeping. She had a rough night, but don't worry, I'll take care of her."

"I bet you will."

The tone of his voice made Keefer believe he knew more than she thought he did.

"So, hey, whaddya say you drag her ass over to my house for dinner? Her brother's been waiting on her all morning and he'll be disappointed if she doesn't show."

Keefer became very nervous; meeting her father was a big deal. "Uh, well... she really isn't, I mean, maybe you should ask her first?"

Mr. Landers chuckled, "No need to be nervous, honey, I like you already."

Keefer blushed, "I still think you should ask her."

"When she wakes up, tell her I called," he said with a smile.

"Will do," Keefer replied, anxious to hang up the phone.

Keefer put the phone down and stared at it, replaying the conversation. He seemed nice -- concerned about Sheridan. She glanced towards the bedroom and sighed. Once she hears that her brother is waiting for her, she's sure to go. Maybe I should... Her heart beat faster. Why am I so nervous? It's just her father; I've already met her brother. Keefer blushed, remembering the things Steven had said about her. Oh, it could be very interesting. He sounds nothing like Danni's father... DANNI! Keefer realized Danni was still stewing away in jail. The tall brunette checked up on Sheridan once more before writing her a note and heading out the door.

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Keefer had never been to the police station and wasn't sure what to expect when she opened the door. Right in front of her was a desk with a police office and, to her left was a big counter or an enormous desk that took up the whole side of the room. There were offices and stairways and police officers milling about the rest of the room. She hadn't spotted a cell yet and wondered where Danni was being held and what it looked like.

"Can I help you, ma'am?"

Keefer looked at the officer and blushed. "Uhm, yes. I'm here to see..." Keefer froze, not knowing Sharon's last name. "An officer brought in a woman this morning named Danni..."

"Oh, her," the officer scrunched up his face. "You'll have to sign in here," he pointed to the book, "and I really hope you brought her some clothes."

Keefer couldn't help grimacing along with the officer. "No, I didn't. I'm actually here to press charges," she said after signing her name.

"You the one who puked on her?"

"No, that was my girlfriend, the one she assaulted."

"Oh, it's like that, huh?" the officer smirked. Keefer narrowed her eyes. "Very much so... sir," she added with distaste.

"Go on up to the desk and tell that guy," he pointed at the proper officer.

Keefer stared at him longer than she should have and then proceeded to the desk.

It was an annoying process, lots of paperwork and no one to help her. She waited patiently for the arresting officer to show, she really wanted to talk to Sharon. She felt like everyone was staring at her and was relieved to hear the tall female cop's voice.

"Hey, Keefer, how's it hangin'?"

The brunette chuckled, "Thank god you're here. These guys are starting to make me uncomfortable."

"They're pissed cuz you're family," Sharon shrugged, shooting a look at the cops facing their way. "So, I just saw Danni, she heard you were here and wants to speak to you."

"I don't want to speak to her," Keefer replied quickly.

"No doubt. So, what do we have here?" Sharon indicated the report.

"So far, assault and trespassing. That's all I can come up with."

"Good enough for me. That'll give her enough shit. How's Sher doin'?"

"Okay, I guess. She's all bruised up, even on her butt."

Sharon snickered.

"You know how that happened?" Keefer asked curiously.

"Yeah, she did it at the club. She was pretty wasted and she took a swing at Danni... flung herself off the stool andİflat onto her ass," Sharon bit back a laugh.

"No kidding? Why was she going to hit... never mind, I don't want to know."

"She was protecting you," Sharon said seriously. "Keefer, I hope you weren't too hard on her; she was really confused with her feelings. She didn't do anything to intentionally hurt you."

Keefer sighed, "I really wanted to tear her head off, but after what you said last night and this morning, I thought about it more. Thank you for taking such good care of her, I bet she was a handful."

"In all honesty, she really couldn't stop talking about you. I knew before that you must have been something and now I see what she has to talk about."

The tall brunette blushed, "Thank you."

Sharon looked Keefer in the eyes. "Sheridan's been hooked on you for a while now, you really got to her. The girls and I have been worried about her, and now this..."

"I never meant for her to get hurt, I'm sick with shame over it," Keefer said, near tears.

"Hey, don't cry, I'm just looking out for Sheridan -- I love the girl."

"I love her, too."

Sharon smiled, "Good to know, Keefer. Good to know. Go on, get out of here... go take care of Sheridan."

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Sheridan woke up with a smile on her face. Despite the fact that her eye was throbbing, her jaw hurt and she was face first in Fifi's belly, she felt good. Inside. I feel good inside. It was a foreign, yet welcome feeling. She stretched and yawned, yelling out loud at the pain from opening her mouth that wide had caused. Fifi jumped up and eyed Sheridan curiously, sniffing her face and neck. Sheridan laughed as the dog's whiskers tickled her skin. "Cut that out, you," she said, grabbing the dog by the ears and kissing her nose. "Where's mommy?" she asked. Fifi merely kissed her back. "Your breath smells a hell of a lot better than Pharaoh's," she remarked as she dragged her sore body out of bed.

After dressing in her own clothes, the construction worker went to the bathroom and then washed her face. "God, look at me!" she said in surprise. "Fucking Danni... that no good piece of shit. What did Keefer ever see in that asshole?" Sheridan examined her face and grew more upset. "I can't believe she did this... I can't believe I let her do this," she sighed heavily. "If I hadn't been such an asshole last night, she never would have gotten away with it."

Sheridan wandered into the kitchen, her stomach was painfully empty and she needed to eat. She spotted a bottle of water on the table along with a note. She smiled while reading Keefer's instructions to drink the water and that there were bagels in the freezer. "Mommy went to make Danni's life a little more miserable," she snickered at Fifi. "Good for her." The blonde bent down and pet the dog, "Hey, do I look any different? You're supposed to look different when you're in love." Fifi wagged her tail and waited patiently for Sheridan to start eating. "You only love me cuz I feed you," she joked and got a treat for the dog. "Here, don't tell mommy."

Sheridan made a bagel and brought it into the living room to eat. She made herself comfortable on the sofa and smirked at the recent memory from this particular piece of furniture. "She sure threw me for a loop," she chuckled. "What do you do when you're in love? How does this work?" she asked the dog who only wanted some cream cheese. Her eyes wandered around the room and fell on the hole in the wall. She stood up and inspected it, knowing there was only one way a hole like that, at that height could appear. "Fuck..." Sheridan grimaced. "I made her that mad?" The blonde felt awful, she couldn't imagine Keefer getting that angry over anything. The construction worker put down her plate and went out to her car, pulling all the materials she'd need from her trunk.

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When Keefer arrived home, she found Sheridan in the driveway, putting her tools into her trunk. a scraper in her hand. "Hey baby, what are you doing?"

The blonde's expression turned guilty. "I fixed the hole in the wall."

"Oh." Now it was Keefer's turn to look guilty. "You didn't have to."

"I wanted to, it was the least I could do after making you so mad," Sheridan took Keefer's hand and kissed the bruised knuckles. "I'm so sorry."

"We're passed that, Sher."

"Thank you. I'll never make you that mad again."

"I hope not," Keefer said and then smiled. "Your dad called while you were asleep. He wants to talk to you."

"Cool, he made soup for me," Sheridan said excitedly. "Wanna go over there with me?"

"I don't know..."

"Come on," Sheridan stuck out her bottom lip, and made puppy dog eyes.

Keefer narrowed her eyes, Damn, weakness number one. "Come inside and we'll talk about it."

Sheridan grinned triumphantly. I knew the lip would work.

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