Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 by Laura Antoniou

Author:Laura Antoniou
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Best Lesbian Erotica 2015
ISBN: 9781627781060
Publisher: Cleis Press Start
Published: 2015-01-01T05:00:00+00:00

NAMING IT

Jean Roberta

“No.” Deirdre looked especially waiflike as she shook her head, causing her golden-brown locks to part around her small, pink ears.

Tam (named Tammy-Lynne at birth) was amused. “Deirdre of the Sorrows,” she sighed. “Do you plan to grieve for your lost love forever?” Tam wrapped one strong arm around Deirdre’s thin shoulders, and soon found herself clutching the air.

“Fuck off!” Deirdre’s eyes were the color of a storm at sea. “I’m not like you. I can’t just hop on the next one that comes along. Paulie asked me to move in with her and I said yes. Do you know what a big commitment that was? I thought I could trust her. And then—” Deirdre took a deep breath and wiped her eyes. “Shit.”

“Some butches be crazy,” Tam said agreeably. “Getting it on with Sherry in a public washroom was not the best way for her to show you how much she wanted to share her life with you. ’Specially when you were there in the bar, drinking. As my mom says, what goes in must come out. I wonder how much time Paulie thought she had before you would need to use the facilities.”

Tam fought down the urge to burst out laughing. The scene in the bar the night before had been like a fireworks display. Deirdre had made no effort to be discreet when she realized what Paulie and Sherry were doing in a crowded cubicle. The sound of Deirdre’s fists banging on the metal door had reverberated through the bar like a bass line, with the screech of Deir-dre’s outraged voice as the melody. Everyone in the lesbian bar and gossip center had been given a topic of conversation for a week.

As a singer-songwriter, Tam enjoyed watching a certain amount of drama. It was inspiring.

She didn’t blame Murphy, the bouncer, for throwing them all out on the street. Murphy was paid to keep trouble out of the bar, and she had been a deadpan professional. The three troublemakers had landed on that square in a board game that says MISS A TURN. Tam was simply a hanger-on who chose to leave with them. As the coolest head in the group, she felt that her presence was needed.

Deirdre had been like a porcelain vase full of dynamite that seemed likely to blow apart. Tam knew that most of that rage was based on hurt, fear and self-contempt. Even so, the scene had been sexy as hell.

Tam would have liked to defend Deirdre from one of the other dykes, if necessary. Of course, that could only happen if one of them threw the first punch. Tam had mastered enough self-defense moves to know that they should only be used as a last resort; some moves could kill. She wouldn’t admit, even to herself, that she wanted to find out how deadly her fists could be.

Today Deirdre was hungover from an excess of emotion, not an excess of booze. Tam knew that two drinks per night were her limit.

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