“Would you excuse me for minute?  I’ll be right back.”  Kerry couldn’t stand it any longer; those martinis were going right thru her.  Not that she minded getting up from the table; her date left something to be desired, like a personality.  It’s not that she didn’t have a personality; it’s just that it closely resembled that of a cardboard box.  Maybe this blind date thing wasn’t such a good idea.  She was silently cursing herself for allowing Dr. Anspaugh to set her up on a blind date.  Just because some hetero male knows two single lesbians does not mean they’re meant to be!  Are there not any interesting, eligible ***** women left in this blasted city?  While she was in the stall, she heard other women come and go.  Another woman eventually came into the stall next to her.  Kerry dreamily thought, the woman next to me could be the woman of my dreams and I wouldn’t even know it.  She shrugged off her fantasy and finished up, noticing that the woman next to her was also wrapping things up, so to speak.  Amazingly they both came out of their stalls at the same time.  Naturally, Kerry’s interest was fully peaked; she had to see who this woman was, if anything to fulfill her curiosity.  As she looked up at the woman’s face, she gasped and let out an “Oh my God!”  At the same time, the woman looked up and saw Kerry’s amazed expression in the mirror.  Kim Legaspi stopped dead in her tracks. 

Suddenly they both realized they’re within inches of each other and turned to face the other.  Kerry, without thinking, pulls Kim to her.  With Kim’s lips mere inches from hers, she pauses for a split second and then thinks, “Ah to ***** with it.”  Kerry pulls Kim into a bruising kiss.  Kim not only gives in, but moans in the back of her throat.  They break apart, reluctantly, both breathing hard, foreheads pressed together.  Kim finally manages to put together a sentence, “Kerry?  What are you doing here?” 

“What am I doing here?  I live here!  I’m at dinner, on a date.  I think the more curious question is what are you doing here?”

“I’m in town for a job interview.  Wait a minute, you’re on a date?  Then what the ***** are you doing kissing me senseless in the bathroom?”