The pizza was gone and they were working on their second movie when P. J. laid her head on Jamie’s shoulder and fell asleep. They had pushed the coffee table to the side so Kayla and Lori could stretch out on the floor with a couple of pillows. They were both wide awake and discussing making a bag of popcorn. Brandi was stretched out on the loveseat texting someone on her phone while she watched the movie.

They were watching a suspense movie that Kayla and Lori had picked.  It was okay but Jamie was tired too. She reached up and gently touched P. J.’s face. P. J. stirred a little. “You ready to head to bed?” Jamie asked.

P. J. turned her head and nuzzled Jamie’s neck, “If you are.”

Jamie kissed P. J.’s temple. “Come on,” she said getting up and pulling P. J. up with her. “We’re going to bed, girls. You all are welcome to spend the night or whatever. Just make sure to lock up if you leave.”

“Cool.” Kayla said as she looked up at them. “I’m going to crash here then.”

“Yeah, me too,” Lori said, getting up and claiming the couch.

“Ah, you dog,” Kayla said, swatting Lori’s leg.

“You can get the other end, I’ll try not to kick you off.”

Kayla got up and got on the opposite end of the couch from Lori. “You staying too?” she asked Brandi.

“Probably. I might have a date so if that works out I’ll be leaving but if not I’ll crash here.” Brandi didn’t look up from her phone while she was texting.

Jamie was pulling P. J. by the hand towards the bed. “Cool. See you all in the morning.”

After they disappeared into the bedroom, Brandi said, “They are so stinking cute.”

“I know,” Kayla agreed. “I wish I could be lucky enough to find my soul mate but I doubt that will happen.”

“Why?” Lori asked.

“I’m a dyke nerd. How many other dyke nerds do you think there are in the world?”

“Probably more than you think,” Lori said. “Why do you think you have to meet someone exactly like you for them to be your soul mate. You know, they say opposites attract.”

“True,” Kayla agreed. “But that would mean I would have to go out and meet people.”

“And?” Brandi said, turning her phone off.

“And, I hate people. I hate crowds. I’d rather talk to a computer than a real person, so  I’m probably not going to meet anyone who would like me.” Kayla said, not looking at Brandi.

“You don’t hate people,” Lori said, giving Kayla a little shove in the butt with her foot.

“No, I do hate people. Remember when we first started studying together at the first part of the summer? That was a requirement for the class to work in a group. If the teacher wouldn’t have made us work on a group project I would never have spoken to you all. The main reason I said yes to Jamie when she asked me to join her group was because I knew she was a lesbian too. She was always talking about her girlfriend, P. J. I figured, I’d have a decent chance of not feeling intimidated by her.” Kayla looked from Lori to Brandi, and then back to Lori. “You all have no idea how relieved I was that you were lesbians too. The fact that you all don’t make fun of me for being a geek was just luck.”

Lori sat up and looked at Kayla. “So have you gotten made fun of a lot for being a geek?”

“A geek, a dyke, a stripper’s daughter, a convenient store worker’s daughter, poor, freak...you name it and I’ve been made fun of for it.” Kayla looked away. “I’m going to go make some popcorn.”

Lori looked at Brandi and shook her head. “Damn, that sucks.”

“Yeah, I’ve never been made fun of. People just can tell that I’ll beat their ass if they make fun me,” Brandi said and pulled the blanket off the back of the loveseat onto her.

Lori nodded, “Yeah, I can see that. I wouldn’t make fun of you, much.”

Brandi grinned at her, “I’ll let you get by with that ‘cause you’re so damn cute. But don’t get on my bad side ‘cause I’d have to doubly kick your ass ‘cause you’re my friend and no better than to piss me off.”

“I’ll keep that in mind,” Lori laughed.

Kayla came back with three bowls of popcorn. She handed one to Lori and Brandi. 

Brandi said, “Now that you’re friends with us, you don’t have to worry about somebody picking on you, ‘cause me and Lori will kick their ass. Ain’t that right, Lori?”

“That’s right.” Lori nodded then leaned over to hug Kayla. Brandi got up and hugged her too. “We got you’re back, Sweetie.”

Kayla smiled. “Thanks girls. I’m so glad Jamie talked me into joining you all. You guys are the first real friends I’ve had in a very long time.”

Lori kissed Kayla on the cheek, eliciting a blush from her. “I know you said that your parents know you’re gay, but did they know about all the bullying you put up with?”

“I suppose but they never did anything about it. They both worked so much that they didn’t really have time to deal with school problems.” Kayla got comfortable in her corner of the couch, “Plus I stayed on the computer most of the time and didn’t talk to them about what I was going through. I didn’t want them to worry more than they already did.”

“So when did you know you were gay?” Brandi asked.

“When I was nine or ten, I guess,” Kayla said, then put a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

“Yeah, I think I knew about then too,” Brandi said. “But there wasn’t anyway I was going to admit that myself, let alone tell my family.”

“I didn’t tell my parents, they figured it out for themselves,” Kayla said and put some more popcorn in her mouth.

Brandi shook her head, “My fucking brother was the reason my mom found out.”

“Jayden?” Lori asked.

“Yeah, stupid fucker,” Brandi growled. “I’m still mad about it even though he didn’t do it on purpose, but still Mama almost killed me when she found out.”

“Really?” Lori said, “Your mom seems so cool with it now.”

“Yeah, she got over it, especially after my cousin, Natelle got pregnant when she was fifteen. She figured at least she wouldn’t have to worry about me having a bunch of kids if I was gay.”

“True,” Lori agreed. “I wish my mom saw it like that.”

“You’re parents are way too uptight,” Brandi said shaking her head. “My mom is religious and I love God, but I know He loves me just the way I am. I can’t imagine having someone telling me that God hated me for who I am.”

“Yeah,” Lori said sadly. “I don’t think they are ever going to accept me like this, or forgive me. They think I’ve chosen this life and there are times when I really wish I wasn’t gay.”

Kayla reached over and patted Lori’s leg. She shook her head, “And I thought my parents were screwed up. Damn, man, that sucks.”

Lori patted her hand then grabbed a handful of popcorn. “Yes, it does,” she said and stuffed the popcorn in her mouth. She chewed on the popcorn for a minute then looked at Kayla. “Your mom is a stripper?”

Kayla laughed, “Man, you are slow. She was a stripper, now she works at a convenient store.”

“Well, I thought that you had said she worked at a convenient store before. In fact, I think I saw her the other day. Does she work at the one on Center?”

“Yep,” Kayla said, eating more popcorn.

“You look a lot like her,” Lori said thoughtfully.

Kayla shrugged. “I guess so. But we’re not anything alike.”

Brandi snapped her fingers, “Damn, I was hoping you strip for us.” Kayla gave her a hateful look. “I was just playing, Baby, doing get your undies in a wad.”

Kayla laughed and shook her head, “You aren’t right.”

“I know,” Brandi said. “And I’m good at it.”

“So how did Jayden out you?” Lori asked.

Brandi sighed, “I was fooling around with this girl and I was going to spend the night at her house but Mom didn’t know about it. She thought I was going to spend the night with my friend, Tanya.  Well, Jayden, was supposed to be covering for me. He knew all about me dating this girl so his only job was to call Tanya and pretend he was checking up on me in front of our mom.” Brandi wrapped the blanket more securely around herself and chewed on a piece of popcorn. “That fool called my girlfriend’s number and said, Tanya is Brandi there?” Of course, my girlfriend went nuts. You know, why is your brother calling me Tanya. Are you fucking Tanya too? Well, he was standing too close to my mother when he made this call so my mother is like, Who is that on the phone?  And Jayden’s like, “No one,” Brandi said in a deep voice like Jayden. “My mother snatched the phone out of his hand and starting asking who she was talking to. My girlfriend, who was an older woman.” Brandi rolled her eyes, “Well, like nineteen and I was sixteen, kind of older woman. She starts asking my mother who the fuck she is. Of, course my mother went ballistic and told her not to be cussing her and if I was there I had better get my black ass home.”

Lori was staring at her wide eyed, “Oh shit.”

“Yeah, oh shit,” Brandi said and ate some more popcorn. “Then, while my mother is listening, my girlfriend yells at me, I thought you said you was eighteen. I ain’t no cradle robber. If you ain’t old enough to be away from home without you mama knowing where you are, you ain’t old enough to be fucking me.”

Kayla clasped her hand over her mouth. “Oh my God!”

“Oh yeah,” Brandi laughed. “You know that Tyler Perry show where he says, You don’t make a black woman take off her earrings? That is serious shit. I got home and my mother didn’t have her earrings on, her mother rings, or her watch. I knew when she takes all her jewelry off, she is fixing to beat someone’s ass and that ass was mine. I hadn’t had a whoopin like that since I was like eight. She had the wooden spoon and everything. It was awful.”

“Wow, no wonder you haven’t forgiven Jayden,” Lori said, making a mental note not to trust him with important secret information.

“Don’t think I didn’t get him back the very next chance I got,” Brandi said. “I beat his stupid ass the very next afternoon while Mama was still at work.” Brandi put a handful of popcorn in her mouth and chewed it thoughtfully. “It took about a year for Mama to really talk to me about what was going on. I think it took her that long to realize she couldn’t pray away the gay. But, she finally came around, and we talked.” Brandi sat down the popcorn and then picked up her phone. “She finally got used to it but she still has serious rules about who we date, at least while we are in college anyway.”

“Like what?” Kayla asked.

Brandi grinned, “Like me not dating the kind of chick I’m talking to now. She’s a rapper and a little bit gangster.” Brandi got a serious look on her face, “And don’t think I won’t kill one or both of you if word of that gets back to my mother.”

Kayla and Lori both acted like they were putting zippers on their mouths, locking it, and throwing away the key.

“Good,” she said, pointing her finger at the two of them. She looked at her phone and frowned, “I knew that bitch would bail on me.” She turned the phone back off and tossed it on the floor. “I guess I’m here all night too.”

Lori and Kayla shrugged. “Cool,” they said in unison. They all turned back to the television.

Pizza and Books

After spending most of the afternoon making love, Jamie and P. J. went down to the Jeep and retrieved the boxes that contained their text books. P. J. carried Jamie’s much heavier box and Jamie carried hers.  At the top of the stairs P. J. said, “My God, these books weigh a ton. I hope you don’t have to pack all of them every day.”

“No, I have two classes that meet Monday, Wednesday, and Friday, and two classes that meet Tuesdays and Thursdays. That way I only have to carry books for two classes on any given day.”

P. J. set the box down and fished her keys out of her pocket. She unlocked the door and picked the box back up.  She went into the apartment first, followed by Jamie. The door was still slightly ajar so when Lori knocked on it, flew open, scaring Jamie and P. J. “Sorry,” Lori said and shut the door. “Hope you guys don’t mind me dropping by.”

“Of course not,” P. J. said. “We were just going to check out our new books then watch a movie. Want to join us?”

“I’d love that.” Lori followed Jamie and P. J. to the couch where they put the boxes down on the coffee table.  Jamie and P. J. opened their boxes and started taking out their text books.

Lori picked up the Norton Anthology of English Literature. “This is a monster book. Surely, the teachers are not going to expect us to read this whole thing.”

“No,” Jamie replied. “I’ve printed off my syllabus for that class and we will be reading selected stories.”

“Thank God,” P. J. and Lori said at the same time.

There was a knock at the door. Lori went to the door and opened it. Kayla and Brandi stood on the other side, both holding textbook boxes. Lori opened the door wider to let them in.

“We saw you all at the campus bookstore,” Brandi said. “We tried to get your attention but we were too far back in line for you to see us.”  She set her box down on the floor next to the couch.  

Kayla set hers down next to the loveseat. “That box weighs a ton. I may have to rent one of those lockers in Grise Hall so I don’t have to pack those things around campus.”

“Do you have all your classes on the same days?” Lori asked.

“Mostly,” Kayla said and flopped down on the loveseat. “I have Lit, Algebra and Geology on Monday, Wednesday and Friday. The computer science class is on Tuesdays and Thursdays.”

Lori nodded. “I wish I could have done mine something like that but with my practices being the way they are, I had to take Psych and Lit in evening classes. My algebra and sociology classes are on Tuesdays and Thursday mornings.”

Brandi looked at Jamie, “I’m glad we can take ours kind of spread out. And, I totally could not be working or playing sports and going to school full-time.” She sighed dramatically and sat down next to Kayla. “Ya all make me tired just thinking about it.”

“Yeah, last year was much easier, when I wasn’t working,” P. J. agreed.

“A lot has changed since last year,” Jamie said. She looked around at her friends making themselves comfortable in her living room and smiled at P. J. “What do you guys want for dinner? I can cook up a pot of spaghetti.”

“I’ve got a little money,” Lori said. “You all want to go in on a pizza?”

“That sounds good,” Brandi agreed. She opened her book box and dug out her purse.

“Yeah, I’m up for that too,” Kayla said and pulled some money out of the front pocket of her shorts.

P. J. pulled her wallet out of the back pocket of her shorts. “Pizza it is.”

Can't Wait To Get You Home

 P. J. and Jamie stood in line at the campus bookstore, waiting to pick up their books. The fall semester would be starting next week and they didn’t want to wait to the last minute. Books often sold out, especially for the general education classes that they were both taking this semester. 

 P. J.’s scholarship had run out at the end of last year so her parents and she were paying for this semester.  Jamie had tried talking P. J. into taking a full load this semester, promising that she could get her dad to help P. J. out, but P. J. turned her down.  Plus, she didn’t think she could handle going to school full-time and working too.

She had been working full-time at the printing shop during the summer and the manager had offered to keep her on full-time permanently if she wanted the job.  P. J. had jumped at the opportunity.  It didn’t pay as much as a factory job, but she would be doing something she liked. It did pay enough for her to keep her and Jamie’s apartment, which was the most important thing to her.  Now that they had lived together all summer, P. J. could not imagine waking up without Jamie next to her.

Thinking about waking up this morning with Jamie laying half on top of her, made her wish that had stayed in bed for a little while longer.  She was off today. Maybe they would go back to the apartment after they got their books and have another round of making love.  P. J. leaned into Jamie and Jamie turned around to look at her. When Jamie saw the mischievous grin on P. J.’s face, she nudged her gently, “Stop it. You’re going to make me blush.”

“So you were thinking about the same thing as me, huh?” P. J. said, gently poking Jamie in the ribs.

“Maybe,” Jamie said, grabbing P. J.’s fingers to keep her from poking her again.

Getting their books seemed to take forever. Especially, after they had established that they were both thinking about going home and getting back in bed. P. J. was trying not to get a ticket in her hurry to get home and get Jamie into the apartment before she ripped her clothes off.  Jamie was not helping matters by running her hand up and down the inside of P. J.’s thigh.

As soon as P. J. pulled into her parking spot, they practically jumped out of the car and ran to the apartment.  P. J opened the door, pulled Jamie inside, and pressed her against the door.  She started kissing her and running her hands over her body. 

Jamie grabbed her hands and pulled her towards the bedroom, “Come on.” 

In the bedroom, Jamie pulled P. J.’s shirt off and pushed her down on the bed. “I’m going to teach you a lesson about getting me turned on in public.”

P. J. rose up on her elbows. “Bring it on, little girl.”

Let the Teasing Begin

P. J. heard someone approach the apartment door.  There was a loud knock, and then Lori poked her head inside. “All clear?”

Laughing, P.J. motioned for her to come in. “Yeah, just me here. No hanky-panky going on.”

Lori blushed. She had been very careful to let P. J. and Jamie know she was coming in because she didn’t want a repeat of coming into the apartment and hearing them making out. “Where is Jamie? I figured you’d both still be in bed. It is early on a Saturday morning.”

“Her mom came and took her shopping,” P. J. said as she got down a bowl for cereal. “You want to have some cereal with me?”

“Sure,” Lori said. She could always count on P. J. and Jamie for a free meal. It was the middle of July and she had another month before her parents would be refilling her account for food on campus.

“You’re here awful early. What’s up with that?” P. J. asked. She carried her bowl of cereal into the living room and sat down on the couch.

Lori followed suit. “My mother was having a yard sale, slash bake sale to raise money for one of church’s programs. I helped set up but when her church group got there and they started talking about the new singles program they have, I knew it was time for me to leave.”

“Singles program? Like a meet and hook-up thing?”

“Something like that,” Lori said, then stuffed a spoonful of cereal in her mouth.  She chewed her food up, and then said, “Of course, because it’s a Christian group, they are looking for that perfect someone to get married to. Because, as you know, people aren’t supposed to have sex until after they are married.”

“And I’m sure all of the people who come to that singles program, and meet someone, stick to that rule,” P. J. said sarcastically.

“I’m sure.” Lori picked up the remote for the television. “My parents aren’t going to let me move to campus this semester.” Lori let out a long sigh. “Dad says it costs too much and Mom says that she’s concerned that I’ll be corrupted by bad influences on campus.”

“Like the lesbians who are waiting to jump your bones?”

Lori laughed, but blushed at the same time. “Yeah, well, of course they don’t know about those corruptive influences.”

“I thought your parents knew you were gay?” P. J. asked, turning to look at Lori.
“I’ve told them that I prefer being with girls but they have not accepted it,” Lori said with a sigh. “That was one of the reasons I left the house this morning when they started talking about the singles program. Mom has been trying to talk me into going to it for months now. She said there’s a young man that comes to the gatherings that she thinks would be just perfect for me.” Lori got up to take her bowl in the kitchen. She held out her hand for P. J.’s, “Dad has made it clear that if I continue to pursue the gay lifestyle that he will cut off funds for school, so I’m trying to just keep a low profile as far as they are concerned until I get out of school.”

“You scholarship doesn’t cover much more than your tuition, does it?” P. J. asked.

“No, so I need money from my parents for books, food, clothes, and anything else I need,” Lori said, taking P. J.’s bowl.  “You don’t know how much I appreciate you and Jamie letting me hang out over here.”

“Do your parents know that we are a lesbian couple?”

“Hell, no!” Lori said from the kitchen. “They would never allow me to come over here. And before you say it, yes, I’m twenty years old, but I have no money, no job, and no home of my own. I have to kiss my parents’ asses for at least one more year.”

P. J. nodded, “I understand where you’re coming from. If it wasn’t for Jamie’s dad running interference for her with Jamie’s mom, she would probably have the same problem.”

“I thought her mom was finally chilling out?” Lori asked as she came back into the living room and sat down on the couch, at the opposite end from P. J.

“She tolerates me.” P. J. said with a shrug, “But only because Jamie’s dad won’t let her push Jamie to end our relationship.”

Lori picked up the remote for the television. She kicked off her tennis shoes, and then propped her socked feet up on the coffee table. “Do you think Jamie would leave if her parents cut off her money?”

“No,” P. J. said confidently, following Lori’s example, she put her feet up on the coffee table. “We’ve already talked about that scenario. I would quit school and she would get a part-time job so we could pay for her to go.  No one is going to come between us, definitely not her parents.”

Lori nodded. She turned the television on to a sports channel to see what had been happening with some of the baseball teams she followed.  P. J. and she watched sports news for a little while and then Lori started flipping through the channels.  They debated on what they wanted to watching a show about rejuvenating houses that looked really horrible.

That’s how Jamie and her mother found them two hours later.  “What are you two watching?” Jamie asked when she saw some guy painting the outside of house that looked like it should have been bulldozed.

“It’s a show about refurbishing houses,” P. J. said. “It’s amazing the difference they can make with a house and a fairly small budget.”

“Well,” Jamie’s mom said, “If you were pursuing a career that would provide you with a good income, you wouldn’t have to settle for a house that would have to be refurbished.”

“I don’t know,” P. J. said, “I think it would be fun to fix a house up from a horrible mess to something really nice.”

“Me too,” Lori said, nodding in agreement.

“You would,” Jamie’s mother said under her breath.

Jamie rolled her eyes at her mother. “Stop baiting each other,” Jamie said, giving P. J. a glare.

P. J. shrugged and turned back to the television. Lori turned around too. When Jamie and her mother disappeared into the bedroom, Lori said, “I don’t think her mother likes you much.”

“She’s a typical mother-in-law,” P. J. said with a shrug. “No one is ever going to be good enough for her only child.  I don’t think it would matter if I was a guy. Her problem with me has more to do with me coming from the lower-middle class side of the tracks, than me being a girl.”

“Does she usually call before she comes?”

“Yeah, usually,” P. J. said. “She has show up unexpected a few times. Fortunately, she hasn’t arrived during a moment like you walked in on.”

Lori turned beet red. “I knocked on the door before I came in, I guess you guys didn’t hear me.”

“So how much did you hear?”

“More than I wanted too,” Lori answered, turning even redder, if that were possible.

“More than you wanted too, what?” Jamie asked as she and her mother came out of the bedroom.

Lori looked away. “Aaa...I heard more than I wanted to hear the other day.”

“Heard more than you wanted to?” Jamie asked with a questioning look on her face.

“Aaa...you know,” Lori hesitated, looking at Jamie and hoping she would catch the hint so they wouldn’t be talking about her walking in on Jamie and P. J. in front of Jamie’s mom. “The other day, I came by and...well, you know.”

Jamie’s mom raised an eyebrow, “Why are you guys talking in code?”

“Yeah,” Jamie said, “What are you talking about?”

“Um...” Lori began, and then cleared her throat. “We were talking about the other day when I came over here earlier than I should have.”

Jamie still looked confused for a moment, and then it dawned her what Lori was talking about. “Oh,” she said looking at her mother, and then away, “that day.”

Jamie’s mother raised an eyebrow, looking from Jamie to P. J. and Lori, who were both looking away and blushing. She looked back at Jamie who was also blushing. “Oh my God!” She pulled her purse closer to her. “I’ll talk to you later, young lady,” she said, glaring at Jamie.

“Okay,” Jamie said, but never met her mother’s gaze.  Her mother turned and quickly left the apartment.

“Wow, that was awkward,” Lori said, turning back to Jamie, whose face was still blood red.

“I can’t believe we just had that conversation with my mother here.”

“I was trying not to,” Lori said. A smile creeping onto her face. “But you wouldn’t let it go.”

Jamie laughed. “Yeah, you did try to keep us from going there.”

“Yeah, I’m sure the image of you and me locked in a passionate embrace is burned into her mind now.” P. J. got up, went to Jamie, and kissed her on the lips.

“Well, good,” Lori said. “That way I won’t be the only one with that image in their mind.”

Jamie pointed her finger at Lori. “You can get that image out of your head right now. I don’t even want you to be thinking about P. J. being naked.”

“Eww,” Lori made a face, “Me, neither.”

P. J. threw the remote she had been carrying at Lori. “Bite me.”

They all laughed.

Apologies for no new posts.

I know there are a few of you out there waiting for the next segment of this story and I apologize that it's taking so long. I've had personal stuff going on and I'm trying to get Suddenly completely ready for it's release date.  But, I will have a new post for this continuing story next week.  Please check back then. :)

An Inconvenient Moment

Since the beginning of summer, Jamie and P. J. had been entertaining the friends just about every night.  P. J. had been frustrated on more than one occasion, when she had wanted to make love with Jamie, they had been interrupted by someone showing up. It was the Fourth of July and Brandi, Lori, and Kayla had all gone home to see their families for the holidays and P. J. was expecting to have some alone time with Jamie.

P. J. had been surprised that Lori was going to see her family since they had such a problem with her sexual orientation. But, apparently one of her grandmothers was very sick, so Lori’s dad had called and asked her to come home.
She and Jamie had gone home the weekend before. Jamie’s parents didn’t really celebrate the Fourth in a big way, but P. J.’s parents did. Her stepfather loved the Fourth of July, especially since he came from a long line of soldiers.  He usually bought three or four hundred dollars worth of fireworks and put on a big show for family, friends and neighbors.

Jamie had been hanging out at the house all day studying. She was taking three classes this summer and up to her eyeballs in homework. P. J. had toyed with taking a class during the summer but had changed her mind.

When P. J. got home, Jamie wasn’t in the living room studying. Usually, she would be piled up on the couch with her nose buried deep in a book. P. J. looked into the kitchen but she couldn’t see any movement there.  Jamie still didn’t have a car of her own so she couldn’t just leave unless she walked somewhere or someone came and got her, but she always called or text P. J. to let know if she were going somewhere.

P. J. headed for the bedroom, thinking that maybe Jamie had decided to take a nap. When she got to the bedroom, she was greeted by a pleasant surprise. Jamie was laid out on the bed spread eagle and naked. “Oh my, my,” P. J. said, licking her lips.

Jamie raised her head and looked at her. “It is so hot. I had to cool off.”

Tossing her keys and wallet on the dresser, P. J. started unfastening her pants. “Well, I hope you got cool enough because it is about to get very hot in here.” She pulled her shirt over her head and tugged off her sports bra.

“Is that right?” Jamie said, her blue eyes watching P. J.’s every move.

“Yep,” P. J. said. She slid off her panties, making her just as naked as Jamie. She crawled up from the bottom of the bed and over Jamie. “I think it’s been awhile since we’ve been this alone in this apartment. No one is here to hear you scream, except me.” She leaned down and ran her tongue across the outer edge of Jamie’s ear, making her shiver.

“I think you are right,” Jamie murmured and pulled P. J. down for a deep kiss.

P. J. slid her leg between Jamie’s and pressed herself into Jamie. She tore her lips away from Jamie’s and kissed her way slowly down Jamie’s body. Jamie pushed at her shoulders, wanting her to hurry. P. J. was tempted to give in to Jamie’s needs but it had been too long since she had been able to take her time and really make Jamie crazy.  

She ran her hands and mouth over all the sensitive places that made Jamie squirm. When she finally reached the apex of Jamie’s legs, Jamie was more than ready for her. She began her exploration of Jamie slowly, letting the tension build. But, Jamie was too ready and was quickly screaming out P. J.’s name.

P. J. lay her head on Jamie’s stomach as they caught their breath. After a few minutes, Jamie said. “Did you hear that?”

“What?” P. J. lifted her head and heard the faint sound of giggling.

“It’s probably next door,” she said, placing a kiss on Jamie’s stomach.

“I don’t know,” Jamie said, still listening. “It sounds like it’s coming from out living room.”

P. J. moved further up Jamie’s body, placing kisses along the way. “You’re just imagining things. No one’s here.”  

The giggling was a little louder. “I told you, someone is here.” Jamie covered her face with her hands. “Oh my God! Someone is in the living room and heard us.”

“Heard you,” P. J. corrected. She looked up to Jamie’s eyes. She grinned mischievously.

“Is that right?” Jamie said, slipping her arms under P. J.’s and pulling her up to meet her lips. When P. J. pulled back from the searing kiss Jamie had just given her, Jamie was grinning wickedly. “Your turn,” she said and flip P. J. over onto her back, almost causing them to fall off the bed.

They both burst out laughing but Jamie was determined. She pulled P. J. into the middle of the bed and straddled her. P. J. tried to dislodge her but Jamie grabbed her hands and pinned them over her head. “I know you are stronger than me but you can’t resist this,” Jamie said as she leaned down and kissed P. J.’s neck.

Within in seconds, P. J.’s was completely under Jamie’s control and her screams more than rivaled Jamie’s.

When they could both breathe again, they lay next to each other listening. “I thought I heard the door shut earlier,” P. J. said.

“You could hear something over your screams?” Jamie asked.

P. J. grinned and pulled Jamie into an embrace. “No, before that.” She kissed Jamie’s forever. “Someone could have set off a bomb during all that and I wouldn’t have heard a thing.”

Jamie smiled into P. J.’s shoulder, then kissed her lightly on her collar bone. “I’m starving. You want to order pizza?”

“Yeah. I stopped at Redbox on the way home and got us a new movie.”

Jamie sat up, “A romance?”

P. J. grinned, “Yeah, but I’d also ordered Loving Annabelle for us to watch on the computer but I figured we’d do that when we went to bed.”

Jamie leaned back down and kissed P. J. lightly on the lips. “Uhm, sounds like round two may be coming up later.”

Blushing lightly, P. J. said, “Maybe.” Then she grabbed Jamie and pulled her back down on the bed, “Or we could do round two now.”

Before Jamie could answer, there was a knock at the door. “Was that at our door?”

“I think so,” P. J. said, getting up and going to the dresser. She pulled out a pair of shorts and a t-shirt, and dressed quickly.

P. J. padded into the living room and looked at the peep hole of the door. It was Jamie’s mother and Lori. “Your mom’s here.” P. J. called to Jamie.

“What?!” Jamie jumped off the bed and searched for her clothes.

P. J. opened the door. “Hi, Mrs. Edwards. Hey, Lori.”

Lori wouldn’t meet P. J.’s gaze and her cheeks were flushed. P. J. gave her a questioning look. Jamie’s mom stepped into the apartment, past P. J. “Where’s Jamie?”

“Here,” Jamie said, as she popped out of the bedroom.

Jamie’s mother looked at Jamie, who even though she had tried to straighten her hair out, still looked like she had just gotten out of bed. Her mother’s gaze swung to P. J. whose t-shirt didn’t hide the fact that she wasn’t wearing a bra and she was sure her hair was even more messing. “I guess I should have called before I came,” Jamie’s mom said, looking towards the windows overlooking the parking lot, then following her gaze until she reached the window and looked out. “I just happened to be down here taking care of some business and thought I’d stop by.” She moved the curtain aside and looked around the parking lot. “I saw P. J.’s Jeep and Lori was coming down from your apartment so I assumed you were home.”

P. J. swung her gaze to Lori, who had a key to the apartment because she practically lived there. Lori blushed deep red and turned away. P. J. rolled her eyes heavenward. So there had been someone in the apartment giggling. Lori must have heard everything.P. J. moved towards the bedroom and Jamie went to the couch and sat down.  “That’s fine, Mom.” Jamie looked at P. J. and scowled at her as she tried to slip out of the room. “We both just got home and were about to order pizza. You want to have some with us?”

Jamie’s mom looked back from the window to Jamie, “No, I’ll just visit for a little bit. Your dad is coming down and we’re going to go see a musical at that new fancy theater they just opened here.”

“I’m going to just go hop in the shower,” P. J. said, motioning to the bedroom. “I’ll be right back.” She turned her gaze to Lori, who still wouldn’t look at her. “Why don’t you order us some pizza, Lori?”

“Okay,” Lori said, “I’ll just go into the kitchen and see if you guys have any sales papers. We’ll figure out who has the best deal tonight.”

P. J. slipped off into the bedroom and Lori went into the kitchen, leaving Jamie alone with  her mother, who looked towards the door P. J. just disappeared into, “I didn’t come at a bad time, did I?”

Jamie couldn’t help but blush as she lied to her mother, “No, it’s fine, Mom. We were both just resting a little bit after our long, hot day. So, what kind of business did you have down here?” Jamie asked, quickly changing the subject.