(story continues from Kiss the Girl) Part 2 “It’s just a game… a bondage game… right?” I asked in a voice barely louder than a whisper. CeeCee looked back at me, trembling just a little, perhaps. “Right?” I asked again. “Right?” Though she made no more movement, I could tell what her answer was going to be by the way she was breathing and the blur of tears forming in her eyes. ...
“Don’t look, but I think that girl over there likes you. She keeps glancing over here, checking you out.” I already knew who Tamlyn was talking about and I looked across the bar in the woman’s direction. “What the hell, Ella? I said don’t look!” Tamlyn whispered with her hand cupped around her mouth. Oops. Luckily, the woman was looking down through a collection of magazines or journals of some sort that were strewn haphazardly across the table of the booth she was occupying. She had a computer open and a stack of sticky notes. There was a wooden pencil that she placed in her mouth like a horse’s bit while she typed. Her brunette hair was pulled back in a ponytail and she wore thick plastic rimmed glasses. I thought that she was beautiful. ...
Once upon a time there were two women. They had the luck to have found the ultimate love within each other. Their names were Pandora and Cassandra. Pandora’s birthday was approaching and Cassandra wanted to find a special gift for her. She had searched for weeks and just before the big day, she came upon a small curious shop that she had never seen before. The interior of the store was filled with trinkets and kitsch. Everything looked drab and cheap. An older woman who was a little too tall and had hands that somehow seemed too big approached her. ...