Bernie says, "Adventurous, but I already speak Lesbian."

As they spun through the large revolving door leading into the parking ramp entrance, Rebecca Gamble held a hand up to stop the door, creating a private space for a moment. She softly asked, "So are you girls lovers, or just adventurous?"

Lillian blushed and stammered.

Bernie answered, "My friend Lil is adventurous. I'm her translator since I already speak Lesbian." She remembered what Lil had told Rebecca, took a deep breath, and backed up Lil's story. "And because I love your...work, Ms. Gamble." Bernie put on her best admiring smile and batted her thick eyelashes. She deliberately looked down at Rebecca's shoes, then slowly walked her eyes up the stylish newscaster's nylon-clad legs, past the hem of her navy blue skirt, the swell of her hips, her hourglass waist, her prominent breasts and cleavage, and resting on her TV-beautiful face. In the tight little space of the revolving door, Bernie's little survey was more than obvious.

Rebecca Gamble laughed. "I love teaching young women their ABCs," she said. Rebecca looked Lil in the face and smiled her famous smile, "I'd love to have you learn all about my Asshole, Boobs, and Cunt. And I would love to learn about yours." She turned to Bernie. "That goes double for you, my dear. So how does that sound, girls?" She put her hand on the push-bar of the door and looked expectantly at Lil and Bernie.

In the tight glass-walled space, Bernie's nose tingled with the scent of female arousal. She glanced at Lil and nudged her to answer.