Juanita turned and looked at her, raising up on one arm she kissed her. Their lips parted and their tongues danced, a slow waltz then parted.
“Very cute.”
“I think so. And you’re not bad either.”
Juanita laughed. She could get used to this.
Maria lay beside her looking at her and smiling. I could get used to having her in my bed regularly.
Juanita put her arm around Maria. Maria put her head on her shoulder. They fell asleep in each other’s arms.
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