#windinthesail

Roxanne: I think we should go away to get away from all of the drama for a bit

Roxanne: What do you think?

“Well how was I supposed to know it was your brother I was sleeping with?” Ariel shouted towards her ex. She was only twenty-one, there was no way she should have been getting herself into these situations, especially with siblings who were older than her. “For your information I didn’t do it on purpose, I didn’t know who the hell he was. I don’t want him anyway, we were just having a bit of fun.” Ari wasn’t exactly an easy person to argue with.

“I love a woman who can cook, you know,” Scarlett flirted to the woman who had just made her a meal. It was only about their third date, but she already had eye eye on the other woman. Scarlett was very heavily influenced by what her body wanted and flirtiness took up about 80% of her entire personality. “It turns me on,” she giggled. “But if you come round mine and I have to cook for you I can’t promise you won’t end up on the floor dead. I’m no good. Opposites attract though, right?”

Faye stared at the other; scared of what their reaction might be. “I love you,” she said anyway, before she could change her mind. “Not like friend love… like, more than that love. I’m actually in love with you.” The brunette had never been one to hide her feelings very well so it would have become obvious even if she didn’t say anything. “You’re all I can think about and I feel really guilty for it. I’m sorry…but you deserve to know.”

Tessa was grabbing some groceries from the local supermarket when she felt her hand reach for the same item as somebody else. Her head turned quickly to apologise to the other woman, but her words got stuck in her mouth when she recognised them. It must have been around ten years since she’d last seen Tequila, so she had to do a double take. “T?! Tarahi?” Tessa beamed, wrapped her arms around the woman in an instant. “This is crazy! I didn’t ever expect to see you again. Especially here. Both of us trying to get the last pineapple!”

Tayla peered into the direction of the other person. It was a ridiculous time of the morning and it was obvious they were both in the same situation. The dark haired woman wasn’t the type to have a one night stand but sometimes her needs got the better of her and she ended up giving in. “Good night?” she questioned, trying to make conversation. Apartment blocks were too lonely if you didn’t make friends with the others who lived there. “I’m sure I look terrible this morning, so please ignore the face.” Whilst mid-sentence she heard a loud sound and suddenly they’d stopped moving.

“We shouldn’t have fucked last night,” Portia breathed out, jetting her eyes just past the other woman. She was still trying to avoid getting it on with women, but clearly it wasn’t going very well and the other was irresistible. She could barely keep her hands off of them. “I don’t do that with girls, okay?!” The blonde felt her eyes heading back into their direction again, but she had to stop them. She knew if she looked them in the eye it would only happen again. “We can still be mates though, yeah?”