The Strip Club

"I can't stop thinking about last night," Maggie starts. "It was..."

"Hot," Tanya says deep under the influence of the strip club patrons.

"I-I don't know if I'd use that word. I mean, yes, I guess if you subtract all of the people watching us and the owner and the fact that..." she pauses not wanting to mention the whole mind control thing "....well...yes, I guess that part was hot. Sorta. I mean, that's what I wanted to talk about. Um, us."

Tanya can't help but lick her lips and then bite her lower lip. "You love munching Raven's hairy twat," echoes in her head. Her voice catches in her throat. "What about us, Mags?"

Maggie was rather distracted when the customer yelled that out, so didn't hear it. She didn't know that Tanya's possible desire stemmed from it and thought that maybe this was a natural interest. "Well, I, um, in the locker room when you said we'd revisit last night soon, well, you didn't mean go back to the strip club did you?"

Tanya lights up thinking about going to the strip club again. She really did love stripping, but no, that wasn't what she meant. "Oh, no, I, uh, well, I meant what we did on stage. I kinda...um..." it's hard for her to say. As much as she wanted to taste Maggie again she never really had an interest in other girls, but last night was so incredibly arousing.

"When we..." for some reason Maggie closes her eyes as she says the position "sixty-nined?"

Tanya nods her head but notices Maggie has her eyes closed, so she breathlessly says "when I munched your hairy twat." As she does she steps forward and places her hands on Maggie's hips.

The statement is crude and Maggie is startled by the words and Tanya touching her. She opens her eyes to find Tanya practically face-to-face with her. Their lips so close. "Y-yes, that. I've been thinking about it all day. Us together. I-I kinda sensed you w-want to do it again...be together, maybe?" She's thought about a moment like this for years. Never with the taint of the strip club hanging over it, but being alone with Tanya and stealing a kiss. She was so nervous and trying so hard to choose her words carefully. She didn't want to influence Tanya's decision. She hadn't told Tanya to want her this way, so it must have been the real Tanya, right?

"I do. I've been thinking about it all day. Can I, Mags? Now?"

Maggie couldn't believe it. Tanya really wanted to kiss her. Like really, really. Not influenced really. For a very brief moment, she remembers her deal with Kyle. She'd be hiding something from him again, but he'd understand, wouldn't he? If it was genuine?