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Published: 2023-12-03T12:38:54+00:00

Shelly was also trembling as they moved into the bedroom. Part of her wished she had opened up to Jan and shared her trauma from the Memorial Day incident. Maybe Jan would have opened up, too. The other part of her wanted to forget it all and give in to the physical. Ever since she arrived, the sexual tension had been a living, breathing force between them—from that first moment when Jan took her into her arms. Now it felt right and ripe, easy, and unforced, burning like a steady candle. It flared each time they brushed skin to skin, warming her with a constant, pleasurable ache. She felt the tension, saw it reflected in Jan’s eyes, and smelled it, like an empty belly scents food.

The colorful quilt and sheets were turned down and inviting, both cats were asleep at far ends of the bed, and the heat inside Shelly notched up a few degrees.

Jan smiled. “You get first dibs on the bathroom.”

Shelly smiled back and retrieved the overnight case she’d previously dropped off in the room. She stepped into the tiny bathroom and closed the door. The floor was covered in old-fashioned black and white tile. The clawfoot tub had a ring-around hanging shower curtain patterned with the faded colors of the rainbow flag. Jan had already warned her that the temperature in the shower rarely heated beyond lukewarm, so she decided to take her shower later.

When she peered into the antique oval mirror above the sink, her face was flushed, and her eyes were anxious. As she washed herself, then brushed her teeth, it occurred to her that she had no idea what Jan liked in a lover. Would she enjoy undressing her, or should she appear naked? In the end, she settled for going barefoot and wearing the extra-long, drab green Army grunt-style T-shirt she always slept in. It had the five-star logo above her left breast, crossed muskets on the right sleeve, American flag on the other. It hung down to mid-thigh and was not the most romantic thing in the world, but it was her.

Yes, she desired Jan’s body with an urgency and intensity she’d never felt for any other woman, but more than that, she wanted Jan the person. If she could somehow penetrate beyond the physical and connect with her inner self, then Shelly believed she would be complete.

When she emerged, Jan was seated on the edge of the bed in a soft, white terrycloth robe.

Max was on her lap. She had pulled down the shades and lit a small table lamp with an ivory parchment shade. The soft light played across her hair, which looked glossy, raven black in the dimness, and her skin was radiant. She seemed calm and relaxed as she fixed her smoky, languid gaze on Shelly, and then lifted the fat cat off her lap.

“Now it’s my turn,” Jan said, slipping past her and into the bathroom.

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