= Sarah POV =

  I sat on the bed briefly, my hand over my heart. It was beating so fast that I felt like it would break out of my body and fly away. I had never seen Chris so aggressive before; it kind of…turned me on. I knew of the tales’ other women had told of how passionate Chris was in bed, but to be on the receiving end of Chris’ intense gaze and her hands…

  I shook my head. I had to stop thinking about her like that. I mean, she wasn’t helping; she literally pinned me against the bedframe and showed me how easily she could have her way with me…and then on the bed…if I went to her now, would I be…ravished tonight?

  I walked over to the full-length mirror and checked my appearance. I had chosen a stupid T-shirt and some raggedy shorts because I hadn’t been thinking of Chris in that way. After so many weeks of staying with me, was this what turned her on? A loose shirt and shorts with holes in them? Surely not…

  I pulled off my hair tie and tried to fluffy my hair a bit. It was te, and maybe makeup would be overkill, so I decided to at least change my t-shirt to a cute cy camisole I had in my underwear drawer. Looking over my appearance again, I felt satisfied with what I saw.

  “Ok, Sarah, tonight, it’s…sexy time,” I said to myself, hyping myself up. I mean, that’s why she was all commanding and “clean up and come to bed” just now, right? I look pretty cleaned up.

  As I was about to leave the room, I saw from the corner of my eye that the table was covered in trash and food waste.

  Oh….clean up as in clean up the food and waste products.

  I quickly grabbed some bags from the kitchen to separate the recycbles from the non-recycbles and wiped down the table. I will leave the trash near the trash can to dispose of downstairs tomorrow morning. I washed my hands and tried to focus on what would happen next.

  This was it, the moment that…I’ve been waiting for? Sure, it wasn’t perfect; the circumstances were a lot more master/servant than best friends–to–lovers, but I could work with this. The wine wasn’t helping either. I had wanted to be sober and 100% in the moment when this happened, but I’d work with this as well. I just wish she hadn’t switched up her behavior so suddenly, then I could prepare my heart for all of this affection she was suddenly throwing at me.

  I walked over to Chris’ room. From where I stood, I could see her leg hanging over the edge of the bed. She must have been sitting there, waiting for me.

  I started to feel nervous and braced myself against the doorframe. This was what I wanted…right? But somehow…not like this.

  She was tolerating so mc, putting up with me to such a high level, anyone else would have fucked me and dumped me by now. No, I had to y out all my cards on the table. I had to tell her the whole truth about why I was doing all this, once and for all.

  I shook my head to clear out the doubt. No, this is what I wanted. Chris was one of the sexiest people I knew, and I always fantasized about sleeping with her. She had so much sexual experience, she could teach me a thing or two, and then maybe I could go out there in the big wide world and fall in love with someone like Ruby and have a proper lesbian retionship!

  I shuddered thinking back on my past sexual experiences. No, I needed to start on the right foot with Chris. I needed to be honest and upfront with what I really wanted from this retionship before it got out of hand. I finally needed to tell her the truth.

  Ok.

  I straightened myself up and went inside the room.