Casanova

The ball landed in the hole marked "casanova", and Anne-Marie heard the creaking of machinery. She watched in fascination as the saddles rotated ninety degrees, turning the girls to face each other, and carefully tipped forward, bringing two pairs of lovely lips into slow but unavoidable contact with each other. Bound as they were, Bonnie and Susie couldn't fight the forces of gravity.

A crackle of electricity, and a pair of muffled shrieks. The two lip-locked girls weren't going anywhere. Susie felt Bonnie's hot breath on her cheeks, and took in a deep breath of her own, not wanting to get another shock in a very sensitive place. It was obvious what they had to do, but that didn't mean she had to like it.

Reluctantly, doing their level best to block out the jeers and cries of "Susie's got a girlfriend!" and "So when's the wedding?", she allowed her tongue to slip into Bonnie's mouth.

A very long, awkward kiss ensued, enlivened by the occasional buzzing between the girls' legs to keep them interested. Susie started directly into Bonnie's panicked eyes, knowing her own were equally panicked, and tried not to think about just how intimate she was now getting with her very best friend in all the world. It didn't work. Anne-Marie, meanwhile, had taken another ball.