Sapphic Sabiyya

"When was the last time you got laid, queen?" Sabiyya's reflection asked her with a pout in her lip. She had returned home from work not a half hour ago. She had been looking forward to it all day - kicking off her shoes and streaming the latest episode of the show she was most recently invested in.

This week at the lab had been draining, what with the air conditioning unit giving out as the heat of summer approached. On top of that, finals were approaching so it seemed that every student either lost all faith in their ability to comprehend the material, or was just now remembering that their grade would be concrete in less than a month. And, naturally, the professor was no where to be found when the students came calling for help.

All of that considered, it was puzzling when she came home to do one of the things she most enjoyed only to find that she wasn't paying all that much attention to this episode's plot. It had only taken some shallow introspection to recognize that carnal cravings were disrupting her ability to engage with other activities.

Giving it some thought, it _had _been a while since she had a good lay, or a good date for that matter. Her last rendezvous had been cut short when her date received a phone call from her ex and then flaked. The time before that, her date had killed the mood with a transphobic remark about an acquaintance.

In the absence of a partner, toys had kept her satisfied through the hiatus, but she wasn't sure that they would cut it this time. Then again, it was a Friday night and she was a young woman with friends that would like nothing more than to spend time with her. Sex wasn't the only thing in the world to occupy oneself with.