"She heard my words and then pulled back to look me in the face (God, she is so pretty), and I perceived a little doubt."Tell me that it doesn't make ...ense and I'll stay the night." I challenged her.She looked like she was about to thrust a point upon me and then suddenly her face and stance softened. A tear came to the corner of her eye that she tried to turn away from my sight."I just had a moment and I can see how I've grown from therapy." She said, embarrassed by her thought."Tell me." I. When we got to the top and through her flat door she smiled as if to say she knew I was looking at her arse which told me it was all planned, I couldn’t get the vision out my head.She told me to sit down while she went to the kitchenette to make some coffee, I decided to throw the dice. “I hope you don’t mind me saying Sophie but I could help but notice as I walked up the stairs, you have a very nice arse” I said with a hint of embarrassment, Sophie turned to face me, “Really” she said excited. She felt herself opening up and a stream of hot piss flew from her, splashing straight onto Kathleen's arm before falling to the floor. She felt something pressing against her legs too, then realised it was Kathleen's hair. She was leaning her face in, shuffling in the dark to lie underneath Beth on her back, wriggling along the floor. Beth felt down with her hands. She could feel that Kathleen had moved to lie directly under her, tongue sticking out, hot pee splashing onto her, soaking her. A thousand images rushed through Samantha's mind. Hot coffee and maple syrup, the loud chatter of Penny's diner, the conversations they'd had in that place, the laughter. Some of her best memories.Now, they'd all be different. Now, Nina would hold her hand beneath the table, squeeze her knee, maybe lean over to kiss her. Now, they'd walk into the diner as lovers, not just best friends. A couple.Now, all those memories would be placed carefully in the "Before we made love" folder.Things were.