Lindsay throws "Paper"

Virginia and Lindsay shook their fists together in rhythm.

"One, two, three..."

Virginia held her fist closed. Rock.

Lindsay threw an open palm. Paper.

Virginia nodded. "You won him fair and square, Lindsay." She looked to Keith. "Why are you laughing?"

"I was wondering what would have happened if you both threw scissors," Keith said.

"What?" Virginia said.

"You didn't get an eyeful already?" Lindsay said. She snorted and looked to Virginia. "He means you and me like this." She held up her hands with fingers like open scissor blades, and bumped them together at the webs.

"Oh, right!" Virginia said, laughing. "Keith, what were you thinking?"

Lindsay laughed. "Your man's imagination is running away with himself. Keith, now, your pretty lady's just getting used to the idea." She turned her hands so her fingers were still interlaced at the base, but the knuckles were together and fingertips were pointed the same direction. "I like this one too, in bed, or standing up in a doorway. I think you'd need a three or four-inch lift for that, Ginny."

"Yeah," Virginia said. "I can see that." She imagined Lindsay pushing her against a doorframe, pushing a knee between her legs. Virginia shivered. She'd played with other women in front of Keith, but that was really all for him. Lindsay was the first woman whose desire woke an echo inside her.

"I'd love to give you your first test drive, Ginny," Lindsay said. "But I'm gonna take my winnings now, if he'll just settle on down where I can climb his pole."

"You heard her, Keith," Virginia said.

"I better glove up," Keith said. "Be right back."

"I got one..." Lindsay said, her voice trailing off as she looked around the living room of Keith and Virginia's rescue cabin. Gloomy windows with swirling snow. Lit fireplace. Blanket. A few hastily discarded articles of clothing. "Fuck. Oh, in the jeep, I guess, so yeah, better go get one." She nodded and Keith stepped out. "So, you do this a lot, you and Keith, that you've got rubbers handy?" Lindsay asked. "Pick up lost lambs, warm them up, and fuck them?"

Virginia frowned. "I, we, no, uh..."

"I'm sorry hon, I didn't mean that," Lindsay said. "People have 'em for all sorts of reasons. C'mere." She hooked a fingertip under Virginia's chin. Virginia took a deep breath and relaxed under Lindsay's kiss.

Virginia said, "Well, Keith and I, um, well, we do have sex with other people sometimes. Together? But not on duty, you know? I mean."

"Yeah, I kind of barged right in," Lindsay said. "Interrupted you. You said you took the call when you and Keith were just about to come together, and then you were finishing the job together right when I woke up. You looked so sweet together. But you got my motor running too. Your face. That was the first thing I saw. You know how beautiful you are, your come face?"

Virginia's face felt hot. Her pulse thumped in her ears. "I can see it in your eyes," she said.

"Yeah," Lindsay said. "You're gonna see mine." She lifted Virginia's hands to her breasts. "Here's how I like my tits played with."

Keith returned with a folded towel and a little mesh-front zip case with condoms and lube. When Lindsay noticed him watching, she motioned vigorously for him to come sit on the couch.

Virginia looked around. "She won you, paper to rock, so no lallygagging, Keith," she said, grinning.

"No ma'am," Keith said, returning Virginia's grin.

"You heard your lady, now," Lindsay said.

"If you could step up just a moment?" Keith said. "There." He spread the towel across the couch cushions, sat down, and held up a square condom packet. "Did you want to take it from here?" he asked Lindsay.