Brenda weaved through the crowded room. She spotted a guy who smelled like a keg and looked like he was going to ralph and she zigged to avoid him. The kitchen smelled like pot and there was a shrill woman complaining to disinterested friends about everything under the sun.
She slipped out onto the screened in porch and shivered in the chill. “What a waste of time.” She muttered.
Someone cleared their throat. “Sorry, I didn’t want to startle you.”
Brenda furrowed her brow. “I didn’t know anyone was out here… the lights are off.”
“Yeah…” The other woman shrugged. “I was kind of hiding.”
“Sharon, wait!” Brenda called, jogging after the other woman.
For a brief moment of inanity, Sharon actually considered literally running from having to face the tough questions. Sharon turned to the blonde, walking backwards as she held her hands up defensively.
“Brenda, don’t do this.” She pleaded, “I can’t do this.”
“Just look me in the eye.” Brenda insisted.
Sharon glanced away, shaking her head. “Stop, please.”
Brenda took Sharon’s hands and she stiffened for moment but quickly relaxed under the touch… her traitorous body reacting and begging for more from Brenda.
“Look me in the eye and say you don’t feel the same way about me.” She whispered.
“I can’t… say that.” Sharon admitted. “But, Brenda, please…”
“Give me one good reason.”
“It’s just… it’s not something…” Sharon sighed. “Just because I feel things doesn’t mean I have to… doesn’t mean… I just…”
Sharon bit the inside of her lip. She huffed, “oh, fuck it.” She cupped Brenda’s cheeks and pulled her into a bruising kiss.
There was a knock on the door and Sharon looked up from the coroner’s report that she was reading while eating a sandwich. She glanced at her watch and then back at the door apprehensively
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She slipped out onto the screened in porch and shivered in the chill. “What a waste of time.” She muttered.
Someone cleared their throat. “Sorry, I didn’t want to startle you.”
Brenda furrowed her brow. “I didn’t know anyone was out here… the lights are off.”
“Yeah…” The other woman shrugged. “I was kind of hiding.”
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For a brief moment of inanity, Sharon actually considered literally running from having to face the tough questions. Sharon turned to the blonde, walking backwards as she held her hands up defensively.
“Brenda, don’t do this.” She pleaded, “I can’t do this.”
“Just look me in the eye.” Brenda insisted.
Sharon glanced away, shaking her head. “Stop, please.”
Brenda took Sharon’s hands and she stiffened for moment but quickly relaxed under the touch… her traitorous body reacting and begging for more from Brenda.
“Look me in the eye and say you don’t feel the same way about me.” She whispered.
“I can’t… say that.” Sharon admitted. “But, Brenda, please…”
“Give me one good reason.”
“It’s just… it’s not something…” Sharon sighed. “Just because I feel things doesn’t mean I have to… doesn’t mean… I just…”
Sharon bit the inside of her lip. She huffed, “oh, fuck it.” She cupped Brenda’s cheeks and pulled her into a bruising kiss.
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