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©2001 -Vertigo-

Sheridan rolled over in her bed and draped her arm around Zeus's neck. "Morning, big boy," she mumbled as she stretched out her legs, scratching Pharaoh with her toes as she did. "You know, guys, I could never bring a girl here with the way you lay all over the bed." Zeus yawned widely and licked his nose, then dropped his head back down heavily on the pillow. Sheridan laughed at him. "Lazy fuck," she snickered, grabbing his snout and shaking it playfully. The Rotty snorted through her fingers and turned over into his back, displaying his belly for a scratch. Sheridan did as she was expected while Pharaoh stood up and stretched, making a high-pitched sound as he yawned. "Jealous?" she asked the Pit Bull who shook off the sleep and slid from the bed.

Sheridan was pleasantly happy this Saturday morning. Last night was so cool. She and Keefer had hung out late into the night, drinking beer and chatting like two old friends. She learned a lot about the tall woman and Sheridan had also blabbed a lot about herself, something she wasn't usually comfortable with. She didn't stop to think about that at the time, she now reflected, she just felt so comfortable sitting around in the presence of the inspector.

Learning what little she did about Keefer's life gave her more insight into why she acted like she did. Her mom had Keefer late in life and she never knew her father; he was a one-night-stand that her mother never talked about. Sheridan felt a pang of sadness as Keefer casually mentioned this information. The blonde grew up in a large family and being around her extended family was a big part of her childhood. She shared losing her mother with Keefer, but she confessed that she couldn't imagine life without her pop. It made Sheridan wonder, though, the way Keefer described her mother as a "loose" woman. Knowing that her mom was a run-around probably added to Keefer's need to stay away from sex, and boys. Sheridan had wondered how Keefer wound up in bed with a woman, especially one like Danni. When Keefer explained how she and Danni met and became involved, Sheridan was appalled. Keefer had no experience and no say in the relationship, it seemed like Danni abused that to the nth degree. Sheridan now hated the redhead even more than she did before.

Rolling over again onto her back, Sheridan stretched once again, a smile lighting up her face. Damn, but she has nice tits! The construction worker's eyes had returned to them numerous times throughout the night and sometimes she felt as if Keefer were purposely displaying them to her, but then she thought better of it. Not sweet, innocent Keefer, Sheridan remembered those breasts with a happy sigh. Hmmm, come to think of it, the conversation, brief as it was, that we had about sex, was not as sweet and innocent as it should have been. Green eyes narrowed as she recalled the conversation. It all started when Keefer turned on the TV and the porno channel appeared. She immediately changed the channel, but Sheridan caught the deep blush before the brunette turned her head. At first, she thought that maybe Keefer hadn't watched television in the den since she'd spent the night, but now that she thought about it, perhaps Keefer was watching the porno channel by herself. She did ask that odd question about dildos, didn't she? Keefer never actually said the word, but Sheridan got the idea, and her answer was yes, she had a few of them in her collection.

The blonde rolled out of bed, thoughts of Keefer, sex and dildos filling her brain. She was already aroused from staring at Keefer's breasts all night and now the visual that her mind concocted with Keefer and a dildo was making her ache. She wondered about how the blue-eyed woman was watching her hands and how she breathed out a sigh of relief after Sheridan took up her offer to help her redo the bathroom. You know, I think she wanted to see me as much as I wanted to see her last night, she thought. It wouldn't kill me to give up a night or two at the club to spend time with her. Sheridan stopped moving and blinked a few times. Did I really think that? What does that mean? It means that I don't need sex, she smiled triumphantly, then widened her eyes in shock. Does it mean I need Keefer? Oh, Christ! I think I do! What is happening to me?

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The tall inspector wandered the aisles of Home Depot, thoroughly engrossed in Sheridan's visit last night. While totally unexpected, it was a very welcome surprise. They talked all night long about their lives and childhoods. Keefer never told anyone about her childhood, but she felt so at ease around Sheridan, even if she was staring at her breasts half the night. She wondered about her own behavior towards that, how she didn't even bother to change her shirt, and even stopped covering her chest after a while. She was totally embarrassed at first, but found she enjoyed Sheridan's attentions. A few times, she imagined the construction worker's hands on her breasts and caught herself staring at the roughened fingers. She even felt her nipples tightening as she stared and she knew Sheridan saw it too. It gave her a little thrill to know that the blonde was fixated on her nipples when it happened. I wonder what she was thinking. Was she wishing she could touch them too? I wonder what she would feel like, would she be gentle or would she be rough? How would her fingers feel? Not mine, not Danni's... Sheridan's fingers touching them... Keefer cleared her throat and excused herself as a woman passed by with a cart full of children. God, Keef! Get a grip! Her nipples were hard all over again.

As she studied the towels, she remembered how Sheridan's face lit up while talking about her family. I bet that was so nice to have. The tall woman thought about how hard it must have been for Mr. Landers to lose his wife, but she was sure it was so much easier to have all that family around. She sure does love her brother... he's so handsome, too. Good looks run in the family, she grinned at her thought. Muscles, too. I about died when she flexed for me. I can't believe I asked her to do that! Keefer blushed her way down the aisle. But, damn, she has all the right muscles in all the right places. Keefer caught herself licking her lips and scolded herself. Stop that! You're in Home Depot! Think tools... Keefer blushed harder. Oh god... I asked her about that too didn't I? What came over me last night? However, she did say she has a few. I wonder what they look like. Lost in thought, she didn't realize she was blocking up the aisle until the same woman with the kids tapped her on the shoulder. Okay, that's enough now. Get what you need and get out! The tall woman commenced to shop trying very hard not to think about spending the next day alone in the bathroom with Sheridan.

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Sheridan didn't feel like breakfast so she went right to the weight bench after walking the dogs. One might think walking the dogs was a work out in itself, but Sheridan liked to feel the burn and worked herself to absolute failure when she did hit the bench. She wasn't crazy about working out, though she did it occasionally, when the mood struck her. She used to be fanatical about it -- she and Steven waking up at five in the morning to work out together before school. She was blessed with a wonderful metabolism and she only needed to work out a few times a week to stay in shape. Today was one of those days when the mood hit her hard and she worked up a hell of a sweat before her stomach started growling.

While she was in the shower, Sheridan thought about what Keefer had planned for her bathroom. If she wanted to, she could have all the work done in one day, but the construction worker wanted to stretch it out and spend more time with the tall inspector. Keefer had taken the whole week off. Sheridan knew she couldn't possibly stretch it that long, but she could make it last until Monday if she wanted. Sure, I could tell her it takes much longer for the grout to dry than it does, or the caulking... I can do that, she thought with a devious smile. I can't imagine being cramped up in that bathtub with her while we put up those doors. I know I'm gonna lose my cool and do something stupid, she frowned at the thought. You know, I don't think she would exactly mind if I did something stupid... like kiss her maybe. I think she'd like that, I bet she'd even kiss me back, the blonde grinned. Yeah, how slyly can I manage that without jumping up and down on my tippy-toes? She's too tall for an ambush, gotta plan... what am I doing? Planning a kiss? Get real, Sher, when you want something, the general rule is, you get it. You don't have to plan.

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Keefer had already looked over her purchases numerous times and was impatiently waiting for time to fly. It was too early for her to show up at the club, since she wanted to make sure she got there long after Sheridan had arrived. She needed to find her and then find a good spot to hide and watch her in action. Keefer was determined to see what the construction worker was like in her element, how she picked up women, what she did with them. She knew she'd probably never have the nerve to watch Sheridan with another woman, but seeing her body language was important to Keefer. She really wanted to see how Sheridan kissed another woman, how she turned her head, if she put her lips outside, sucking on the other woman's lips, or sideways, giving them both the same amount of lip contact. Phew! Just that vision was enough to get me started! she thought, fanning her heated face. Keefer looked to the clock and frowned. It was still early and she was way too restless to just sit here and wait. She turned on the television and attempted to watch.

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The blonde stood with her friends by the bar, not so casually cruising women as they stood and waited for drinks.

"Why are you slumming tonight, Sher? It's not like you to hang by the bar," Dawn said while watching a sexy blonde squeeze by.

"That's why," Sheridan laughed, purposely leaning into the good-looking woman as she passed.

"No one said you were stupid," Marie snickered.

"Hey, don't look now, but guess who just walked in with Susan."

Sheridan grimaced, "Fucking Danni. She knows how to ruin a perfectly good night."

"Fuck her, Sher. It's a big club, ignore her," Sharon shrugged.

"Yeah, what the hell, but if she so much as looks at me wrong.... Ooo, coming your way, Dawn!"

Dawn leaned into the top-heavy girl as she pushed her way through the crowd. "Thanks, Sheridan, I owe you," she winked.

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Keefer winced hard. Danni! That was the last person she wanted to see or to see her. Now she needed to keep three people in her sights and it was going to be hard. Once she caught sight of Sheridan, she was frozen to the spot. She only noticed Danni because of Sheridan's expression. She had followed her gaze and cursed silently. That was all she needed. It took Keefer a long time to work up the nerve to enter the club and now that she was here, she wasn't backing out. She hid discretely behind the amplifier stack, marveling at how her hair seemed to move with the bass beat. Not one for loud music to begin with, this was going to be a long night.

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"Hey, Sher! There's one for you!" Sharon pointed at the doorway.

Sheridan gave the woman a good look but scrunched her face up. "Nah, I'm good."

Dawn and Marie exchanged surprised looks. "What do you mean you're good? You got laid today?"

"Why does everyone think I need to get laid like I need air? Jeez!" Sheridan stomped through the crowd and climbed on stage.

"What the hell?" Sharon asked the others.

"I'm telling you, she's fucking weird lately," Marie replied with a shrug.

"Whoa... isn't that..." Dawn trailed off.

"What? Who?" Marie wondered.

I could have sworn that was Danni's ex. "Nothing, I thought I saw someone."

"Worth investigating?" Sharon asked.

"No, not like that. I'll be right back," Dawn excused herself and disappeared. She followed her instincts and spotted what she was looking for. Bingo! It is her... and she's watching Sheridan. Ooo... this is getting better and better...

Keefer watched with an open mouth as Sheridan gyrated and humped with this tall, flamboyant man. Blue eyes stayed fixed on the blonde's perfect ass as she moved it in ways that made Keefer's sex hurt. God... if that's how she dances... imagine how she... Keefer swallowed hard and took a deep breath. I can't watch this... maybe I should go.

"Hey, gorgeous, you wanna dance?"

Keefer turned around quickly, and stared at the large woman.

"You wanna dance with me?" the biker chick from hell asked again.

"Uhm... no, thank you." Keefer choked out as she tried desperately not to draw attention to herself. Her eyes sought out Danni and darted to the still dancing Sheridan before she backed up again.

"You want a drink then?"

"No, thank you," she said rolling her eyes.

Dawn watched with concern as the bigger woman moved closer to Keefer. She was ready to jump in at any moment, but with the size of this monster woman, she knew she needed help.

"Why, your girlfriend gonna get mad or something?" she asked sarcastically.

"I'm not thirsty and I don't want to dance. Now, if you'll excuse me," Keefer tried to walk around the large woman but she sidestepped into her path.

Sheridan watched Danni out of the corner of her eye as she danced, keeping tabs on her. While she glanced up to check on her, she noticed Dawn watching something intently, her body tense and she followed her line of vision to the back of this big woman apparently menacing someone else. Dawn caught her eye and pointed her chin in the direction of the possible altercation so Sheridan jumped off the stage to see what was going on. Danni, who hadn't once taken her eyes off of Sheridan saw the whole thing and couldn't resist drama, so she followed too.

"Trouble, ladies?" Sheridan asked the back of the big woman.

Large Marge turned around and laughed at the construction worker, "No problem, shorty, butt out."

"Looks like a problem." Dawn stepped closer to the troublemaker.

Crazy woman stepped away and, to Sheridan's utter amazement, there was Keefer! Her eyes almost fell out of her head and she closed the distance between them quickly, standing beside her protectively.

"I said, butt the fuck out! The lady here was just going to dance with me, weren't you, sweetie?" The big woman smiled at Keefer.

"Oh, this is too fucking good," Danni said to Susan who agreed whole-heartedly. "That chick is gonna wipe the floor with Sheridan."

"I don't see a ring on her finger and I don't see a girlfriend anywhere..." the stranger stepped too close to Keefer for Sheridan's comfort.

"Back off, fucker, she's with me." The construction worker threatened.

Danni practically guffawed. "Yeah, right," she snickered obnoxiously, making Susan giggle.

Sheridan's eyes narrowed and her fists clenched. She wrapped an arm possessively around Keefer's waist and pulled her close. "I said, back off, and you better move on, too, Danni."

Danni pushed her way in front of Sheridan and Keefer. "Prove it," the redhead smirked at the both of them.

"What do you mean, prove it, asshole?" Sheridan sneered at Danni's attitude.

"Yeah," the annoying stalker woman agreed. "If she was with me, I'd have a fucking neon sign around her neck."

Danni's smirk pissed Sheridan off in the worst way. She glanced up at nervous blue eyes, trying to convey a plan but Keefer was looking at the floor.

"So, prove it," Danni dared. "Keefer doesn't have the balls to lie to me and she wouldn't be caught dead showing affection in public, so," Danni turned to Sheridan, "kiss her," she smiled, smugly.

Keefer swallowed nervously and looked at Sheridan for help. Green eyes pleaded desperately with her as she felt Sheridan's hand reach up her back towards her neck.

Sheridan felt the resistance and turned to Danni. "Fuck off," was the best she could do with Keefer feeling so uncomfortable. All of her muscles flexed at once with the effort not to punch Danni right in the mouth.

"I told you, Keefer doesn't want any part of this whore, any more than she wants to lie to me," the redhead boasted to the rest of the crowd.

Sheridan didn't expect it, but suddenly Keefer was holding her face and kissing her senseless. Her black hair fell around their faces like a curtain, tickling Sheridan's neck, making her shiver. In a moment of clarity, she reached up, pulled the teasing hair back and held it with her palm against the back of Keefer's head. The tall woman made a sound in her throat that left Sheridan suddenly breathless and she inhaled loudly through her nose. This sound drove Keefer on, she felt wonderfully powerful and she deepened the kiss, pulling Sheridan's face closer, pushing her tongue through soft lips, completely oblivious to where she was and who was there.

Sheridan's knees weakened when she felt the tongue force its way into her mouth. She sucked it in quickly, tightening her grip in the black hair, wrapping her other arm around Keefer's neck, pulling her down harder. Their tongues dueled and Sheridan moaned, there was a buzzing in her head that she'd never heard before and it would have scared her if Keefer's tongue weren't swirling around in her mouth.

Just like it started, it ended, leaving Sheridan stunned. She caught a glimpse of two very dazed blue eyes as they parted, giving her a jolt to all the important parts and she was forced to hold back a gasp. She let her hands trail slowly down the inspector's back and gripped Keefer's hip with one hand. Keefer's expression was one of both complete confusion and total arousal, turning Sheridan on to no end. The construction worker's grin was a mile wide as she turned and faced the group.

"Holy shit, Danni, I'd say that was big time proof." Dawn laughed loudly.

Danni was speechless; she couldn't believe she had just seen that with her own eyes. Keefer sucking face with anyone in public was just impossible. Keefer sucking face with the club slut was way too much for her to handle. Her mouth was hanging open and Susan closed it with a look of distaste.

"Well, Danni, bu-bye now. Gotta go," Sheridan flashed her best cocky smile before turning around a still-stunned Keefer and leading them out of the club.

The club was littered with dazed women.

Once outside, Keefer leaned against Sheridan's car and closed her eyes. "Well..." she cleared her throat, "that was... wow." She felt so alive, so good, and very turned on. She opened her eyes to see Sheridan with her arms folded across her chest, a confused look on her face. "What?"

"Why did you do that?" Sheridan asked, her head cocked in curiosity. "I mean, it was fucking great, but, I would have never expected that in a million years."

"That's why I did it, I guess. Danni really started to make me feel stupid and I just reacted. I'm sorry, I don't know what happened," blue eyes looked at the ground, a regretful tone in her voice.

"Don't you dare apologize for that... Jeez, Keefer! That was the single most delicious kiss I've ever had," Sheridan said as she moved to stand directly in front of the tall woman.

Keefer looked up from the ground slowly into wide green eyes. "You mean that?" she asked in disbelief.

"I never lied to you before, did I?" Sheridan smiled sincerely.

"Damn... it was good, wasn't it? Phew," Keefer smiled in return, comfortable with Sheridan being so close. "I never did that before."

"What? Kissed? You sure are good at it, left me pretty dazzled," Sheridan said joining their hands.

"No, silly," Keefer grinned. "Initiated something like that. I know I did it for a bad reason, but I'm glad I did it. It felt good to do that... with you," she looked directly into green eyes.

"Feeling's mutual, babe. Oh, and you can go and initiate that any time you want... no complaints from me."

"Friends don't usually go around doing that," the tall woman blushed, her lips still tingling from the kiss.

"I know." The construction worker lifted their hands, "They usually don't hold hands, either. Do you want me to let go?" she asked, leaning closer to the taller woman.

"No," Keefer whispered, her eyes sending very clear messages of acceptance.

Sheridan lifted one set of their hands and used her index finger to trace Keefer's lips. She could still feel them on hers and she wanted to feel them again.

Keefer closed her eyes, feeling Sheridan's touch made her heart flutter. When she opened them, she focused on half open lips and licked her own. "Are you gonna do it again?" Sheridan asked, her voice husky.

"Yes," Keefer answered before touching their lips together once again.

Their hands broke apart quickly as they both reached for each other's body, holding heads and pulling each other close. They kissed hungrily, tongues spearing wildly, each of their desires finally fulfilled. Sheridan leaned into Keefer, pressing her tightly between her body and the car. Keefer let her weight fall backwards and soon the only thing holding her up was the muscular leg between her own two shaky ones. The tall woman whimpered slightly and tried to pull away in embarrassment, but Sheridan held her tighter, shaking her head, telling her it was alright with a small series of satisfied hums.

Keefer felt her stomach clench as the construction worker nibbled on her lips, she bent her knees and slid down lower, her body reacting on its own, pushing against Sheridan's thigh.

The blonde pulled away from the kiss, she felt like she couldn't breathe. She opened her eyes, groaning loudly at the sight of Keefer's blue eyes, bright with arousal; her ragged breathing was turning Sheridan on even more. The inspector's lips were wet, swollen and so inviting. She pulled Keefer's face down again, but was stopped with a hand pressed into her chest.

"Stop," Keefer said breathlessly.

"Why?" Sheridan asked, trying to maintain control of her senses.

Keefer stood up straight, losing contact with Sheridan's thigh. "It's too much."

If it were anyone else, Keefer would have cried at the small tirade, but it was Sheridan and she looked so damned cute when she was having a tantrum. "Do you really think I would let things go any further out in the middle of the street?"

Sheridan stopped her fit and stared at Keefer, both eyebrows in the air. "What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that I liked what we were doing, but this is neither the time nor the place to be doing it," Keefer colored slightly at the admission.

"We could do more than that?" Sheridan asked as if she was a child asking for more cake. Sheridan did a happy dance in the middle of the street. "Woo hoo!" she yelled, giving the air a high-five sign. Think, Sher! Stop jumping like an idiot and think about this! "You bet," Sheridan zipped over to Keefer and smiled adorably. "When can we do more?" she asked expectantly. Warning... danger... you're begging.

"Soon, Sher, soon. You'll have to be patient with me; I'm sorry," Keefer started to hang her head.

"Oh, noooo!" The blonde dropped into a squat under Keefer's face. "You look at me, missy," she scolded playfully. "When it feels right, it will be right. I'm not going to force you into anything." And that, ladies and gentlemen, was the alien that just took over my brain.

"That's just it, I don't know that I'll ever feel right. You may have to nudge me along a little bit. I don't want to cause you to explode," she said truthfully.

The construction worker popped back to her feet. "I have plenty of ways to take care of frustration, Keef, don't you worry," she said with a sly grin.

"Please don't go there," Keefer mumbled, the images already flooding her brain.

Interesting... Sheridan noted.

To be continued...in Part 16

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