She's a...double agent!

You allow Doe to drag you down to the bar's basement and storage area, and then into your father's office. You had been in here the day before and you had wanted to sit in the couch you had seen in the corner of the office. But you were in for only a second as you father had checked all the video camera's feeds before leaving the bar for the night.

Melissa is already waiting in the office her fingers tangling together, her face a knot of worry. Her attire is very arousing as she is standing there in a pair of spandex shorts that really left nothing to the imagination. her black hair was pulled back in a loose pony tail, and her upper body was in a barely there corset. She had a pair of heels on, and you don't remember that being on her upstairs. A quick glance confirms that she had just put them on to make her height comparable to Doe.

Doe breaks the ice first, walking over the nervous young bartender. "Oh, come on Melissa. It's going to be alright."

Melissa swallows hard, the motion of the swallow almost erotic to you. "Are...are you sure? I mean...what if he doesn't...you know want that? I can't...I can't..."

You are stunned as Doe gently takes Melissa's cheek in her hand and strokes it. "You have nothing to worry about. I know him lie I know myself. In a lot of ways we are the same person. You have no idea how many times we've..."

"Finished each other's sentences. What's going on?"

Doe turns her head to you, her eyes glittering. "Instead of telling you...we'll show you."

And with that Doe turns her face back to Melissa and leans in to kiss the younger women on the lips with almost as much passion as the kiss the two of you had shared just before dinner. Your jaw drops as you see tongues exchanging mouths, and Melissa starts moaning into the kiss. Melissa glances at you every now and then. As much as the kiss was turning her on she was worried about how you would react. Doe meanwhile reaches her hand out to you and makes a grasping motion.

Numbly you reach out and take it. Doe pulls you towards the sapphic display before you. You are confused. You are pretty sure that Doe isn't a lesbian. You've had a few lesbian's kiss you before living in New York, and even though the tried to get into it (cuz, you're such a nice guy they claimed) it never felt like the kiss you had shared with Doe.

"What's going on?" You ask hoarsely aware of the fact that you were about blow through your trousers.

Doe breaks the kiss, breathing a bit heavy, while Melissa goes back to squirming nervously, though with a lip tremble added in. "John, after I left Hank I had to get a room mate. Melissa was looking for a place to stay, I let her stay at my place. One night she came home crying about her boyfriend being an asshole. And I comforted her. A lot." She answers.

You are dumbstruck for a second and you wonder if she was about to say, "As much as I love you I love her more..." or something to that effect. You fear seems to be put on display, but then Doe pretty much read you as well as you mother read you.

"Don't worry baby. I'm not going to say I love her MORE than you. What I'm saying is that...we're a package deal." She says her eyes twinkling. Melissa is staring at you intently, perhaps heartened that you hadn't bolted for the door yet. "So...what do you say?