Best Lesbian Erotica 2009 by Tristan Taormino

Author:Tristan Taormino
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cleis Press
Published: 2010-08-16T04:00:00+00:00

PLEASE (ACT III)

Linda Suzuki

After we watched the sun set, I surprised Sloane with the news that we were going out to the women’s bar. She looked hurt, and I knew she was wondering if I was bored with her. Still, she dressed without complaint to my specifications, in a white tank top and jeans with nothing on underneath. As we drove toward the city, she was pensive, staring out the window.

There were nearly as many women on the sidewalk outside the club as there were inside. The women outside smoked, or waited for friends, or had dramatic confrontations with their exes. I parked around the corner where no one from the club could see us.

“Wait ten minutes before you come in,” I said. “When you get inside, get a drink and finish it, then come find me.”

I walked around the corner, but instead of going into the bar, I crossed the street and stood in the shadow of a doorway, watching. Exactly ten minutes later, Sloane turned the corner and I watched her walk through the crowd outside the bar. Every woman there followed Sloane with her eyes. A few of the braver butches even spoke to her, attempting a seductive, “Hey,” or “How’s it going?” Sloane returned their greetings with a shy smile, but hurried into the club.

When I got inside, I saw that Sloane was ordering a drink from the bartender, so I walked to the bar at the far end of the club and ordered my own. From there, I found a bar stool in a shadowed corner and sat watching Sloane. As soon as she had taken a sip from her bottle of beer, the woman standing next to her was offering to buy her another. She and Sloane chatted for a moment, but then Sloane went and stood at the edge of the dance floor. Several women asked her to dance. I couldn’t hear her over the throbbing music, but she seemed to have told them that she was waiting for someone. I guessed that because the women continued to watch her, as though wanting to see who that someone was.

Sloane finished her beer quickly, set it down on an empty table, and crossed the room directly to me. I was impressed—I hadn’t even seen her searching the room with her eyes, but there was no doubt she knew exactly where I was.

“I was scared you wouldn’t be here,” she whispered in my ear. She stood between my legs, pressing against me.

“Look up,” I told her. She raised her eyes to the small balcony above the dance floor. Legend had it that the bar had once been a bank and the balcony was for an armed guard who kept watch from there over everything happening on the floor. Now, the balcony was used only for storage, littered with broken chairs and empty kegs. The balcony was high enough that it was above the steel grid holding the dance floor lights, so the only light was the reflection from the mirrors on the walls below.

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