“Thanks,” she handed back the cigarette to Jenny. “So where are we going actually?”

“I don’t know—we’re just going for a walk,” Jenny licked her lips and took a drag of her cigarette. “We’re just going to have a good time.” Erica looked around, and Jenny grabbed Erica’s hand. “It’s okay.”

“I know—it’s just that I never had anyone be this nice to me.”

“Well—you can count on me. I’ll take care of you.” They walked down the street, and Jenny smiled.

“Hello ladies,” Jenny turned around and saw two, tall women approaching them. The blonde smiled softly. “So are you ladies enjoying yourselves?”

“Yes we are thank you,” Jenny flicked her cigarette. “I’m Jenny, and this is Erica.”

“I’m Constance and this is Desi.” The red head smiled. “So would you ladies like to join us tonight?”

“Sure we would like that,” Erica looked at Jenny. “So let’s have some fun.”

“All right—,” Constance smiled. “Follow us,” Jenny and Erica followed behind Constance and Desi.

“Are you crazy Jenny? We don’t know who they are. They might kill us or something.” Erica whispered.

“Relax Erica—this is your way of making friends. We’re going to have a good time. Trust—,” Jenny looked at Erica, and Erica sighed. “You’re with me—I won’t let anything happen to you.” Erica closed her eyes and held jenny’s hand as they followed their newfound friends.

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“Marina—I think that we should end this.” Marina looked at Bette.

“Why do you want to end it?”

“Because—I don’t see us going anywhere. The sex is great,” Bette smirked. “But—I want a relationship, but all you want is a fuck buddy. I’m getting too old in my life just to be a woman’s fuck buddy.”

“Is that’s how you feel?”

“You said it yourself; you don’t want to be with me. You just love fucking me.” Bette shook her head. “You let me know right there that you don’t want to be with me.”

“I’m sorry that I said that—but I really don’t see myself being with you.”

“That’s why this should end because I don’t want to be lead on thinking that this can turn into a relationship and it won’t happen. So we can be friends, but I think that the sex should stop.” Bette walked towards Marina. “But—I want you to fuck me one last time.” She leaned forward and kissed her softly. Marina ran her fingers through Bette’s hair and kissed her passionately.