The Tough Chick and the Frog

"I say we skip the house tour, I'll grab us a couple of beers and we can chill together" Lexie offered "I'm no good in a crowd"

"I don't know, it seems a bit rude after being flown over here and living in a Palace like this for free" Melanie fretted. She really couldn't believe it was possible that this was going to be her home for the next three months.

"C'mon, we're meant to not be compliant remember?"

There was something very hard to resist about Lexie. She was an natural beauty with the body of an athlete. With Melanie finding herself increasingly attracted to women these days part of her interest in the tough chick was clearly physical. But there was something more to her that drew Melanie in. She felt a strange feeling of safety around Lexie, more than she ever did with John, honestly. And it was like Lexie represented the side of Melanie that she had always kept so repressed. The side that just wanted to just do whatever the fuck she wanted.

"Okay, why not?" Melanie decided. She could apologise to Barbie later.

"I'm going to skip the tour too. Someone has to keep working because I'm certain NA aren't taking the day off to party!" Julianne spoke sharply before excusing herself.

"Fucking third wheel anyway" Lexie grinned as she threw Melanie a can of beer from the cooler.

After wandering the mansion for a while, and it really was big enough to get lost in. the unlikely pair found a nice, spacious empty room with a couple of chairs and a couch and not much else. Melanie sat on one end of the couch and secretly hoped Lexie would choose to sit next to her rather than opposite. In fact the black and blue haired girl lay herself down on the sofa, with her legs across Melanie's lap. It was exactly the kind of bold move Mel might have expected from someone like Lexie. But she knew she couldn't afford to be submissive here or her NA score would start rising. If she didn't want this she needed to politely let Lexie know, if not she needed to at least partially take control of the situation.

Melanie began massaging Lexie's foot with the hand that wasn't holding her beer, then running it up and down her new American friends leg, feeling her soft skin and shapely legs. Lexie tried to act like she was unphased, but she couldn't help from betraying her feelings a little with a smile.

"So, how come you are a free agent Mel? You're fuckin' gorgeous"

"I could ask you the same question" Melanie flirted back.

"Please! I'm not exactly the kind of girl people want to bring home to their mothers" Lexie smirked "I'm very much seen as a great fuck, which is no bad thing. But you seem like someone would have swept you off your feet by now"

Melanie sighed. When she thought about John lovely as he was, it had never been like that.

"I feel like.." Melanie began "Actually no, forget it"

"What? You can tell me how you feel"

"You'll laugh"

"I promise I won't"

There was a sincerity in Lexie's eyes that Melanie hadn't expected. She felt like she could vocalise a feeling she hadn't even really shared with Naked Club.

"Ever since I was little, I always hoped for the perfect fairy tale romance. Just that perfect moment with the right person. Instead.." Melanie hesitated for a moment - Lexie was definitely going to laugh at this "I feel like I'm a frog that has waited so long to be kissed by their Prince, or Princess, that I've just kind of given up and found myself a nice, comfortable pond to live in"

Lexie wasn't laughing. Instead she sat up in moved in close to Melanie.

"Well I ain't no princess, that's for sure. But I'm a pretty good kisser"

And then it happened. As Lexie leaned in and kissed Melanie there was that perfect moment she had never felt with John or any other guy. She had felt something close with Sophie at the strip bar, but her friend had been brainwashed and acting out of character. This time Melanie felt the emotional connection she needed too. Who would have thought her perfect fairy tale Prince would turn out to be a tough chick with blue hair from somewhere called Bermerton.

When Lexie eventually pulled away from Melanie for air she was smiling at her happily, her guard completely dropped. It wasn't immediately obvious, but Melanie realised that Lexie was probably the most naturally pretty girl in the whole house.

"Still feelin' froggy?" Lexie asked Mel in a much softer and gentler tone than usual.

Melanie smiled and shook her head.

"Well then, my little British Princess" Lexie put on an upper class English accent that was unnervingly accurate and felt surreal coming from her "I don't suppose I'll need to fight Julianne for the top bunk tonight"

"I suppose not" Melanie giggled before pulling Lexie back in for another perfect kiss.