Alice slammed the backdoor to Shane and Jennys house. Now safely inside, she leaned her back against the cool glass, staring at the ceiling, her ears still hot with embarrassment and something else she wasnt quite comfortable thinking about.

Are they home? Shane asked.

Alice struggled to focus her vision and answer Shane, between the four beers she had drank and what she just saw, she could feel her heart beat swishing in her ears.

No, Alice replied, Theyre not there, it’s weird, they must have gone out.

Shane was sitting at her kitchen table rolling a joint while Carmen sat across from her shuffling cards.

Thats strange, Carmen offered, I saw both of their cars parked out there and the lights are on.

Yeah, I know… I dont know, Alice stammered, They must have gone out for a walk or something.

Yeah I guess, Shane said, But we can still go over there, they dont care when we use their pool.

NO! Alice exclaimed a little louder than she planned, No,I mean, Bette said something to me last week about finding a beer bottle in the pool, I think she was pissed so we should ask. Plus, ya know, with the baby and all… its just not a good idea.

Ya okay… whatever, maybe they will be home later. Shane replied.

Yeah, maybe… I need another beer. Alice walked over to the fridge and opened it up.

She stood there feeling the cool air brush her body, she couldnt get the images of what she just saw out of her head.

Alice had walked over to Bette and Tinas house to see what they were doing. The girls wanted to go swimming and she figured she would see if they wanted to hang out since Angelica must be sleeping by now.

When she got to the backdoor of their kitchen she peered inside. The lights in the kitchen were off but she could see light coming from their front room. She didnt want to wake the baby so she just checked the door *****. It was unlocked.

When she opened the door she heard voices, at first she thought it was them and almost called out their names, but soon realized it was NPR quietly playing on their stereo. God, they are so ridiculous sometimes, it is Saturday night and they are listening to National Public Radio. Alice thought.

As she walked closer to the living room she saw a hand come up over the back of their couch, suddenly the scene became clear.

Oh *****! Alices thoughts screamed in her head.

Bette was sitting on their couch in nothing but a tank top, her head was thrown back on the back cushion, one hand grabbing at the material. Her right leg was thrown over Tinas shoulder, the other; lazily hanging off the side of the couch, and between those long tan legs, was Tinas blonde hair.

Alice knew she had to get out of there, back away slowly and slip out the back door, but she couldnt move. It was as if she was standing in quicksand. Her mouth hung open slightly and she felt a blush move from the tips of her toes to the tops of her ears.

*****, Baby that feels good, the breathless words slipped from Bettes mouth. The hand that wasnt gripping the top of the couch for dear life moved through Tinas hair, sliding it away from her forehead so her face was exposed. Tina made no sound, her mouth busy making Bette lose control, she only peered her eyes up at Bette to see her face. Luckily, the kitchen was so dark that neither woman would notice Alice standing there.

Alice could see that one of Tinas hands was also between Bettes legs, thrusting in and out slowly. Her other hand snaked up Bettes stomach and under her tank top, rolling Bettes tight nipple between her fingers. Bette gasped and moved her hand from Tinas hair to her own center, using her fingers to spread her lips apart.

Oh God, Tina… go deeper, just a little bit deeper… Everything before Alices eyes was moving in slow motion, and she had a feeling she wasnt even breathing.

Tinas hand started moving a little move forcefully and Bette sucked in a deep breath. Alice could see the strain on Bettes face, trying to hold on just a little longer, her eyes were squeezed shut tight and her mouth open in a look between pain and crazy pleasure.

Oh *****, yeah just like that… God… just a little more, please dont stop… you feel so good… Bettes breathing was becoming erratic and Alice knew she only had a few more seconds to get the ***** out of there before this was over.

Alice gathered all of her willpower to make her feet move, her body felt heavy and drunk. She slowly stepped backwards, her eyes never leaving the couple. When she felt her back gently bump into the french door she turned around, her eyes finally leaving the couch and focusing on what she was doing. She reached for the ***** and pulled, while Bettes voice filled the room.

Ahh… God, Im gonna come… ***** baby… Bette ended the sentence string of moans that Alice knew only meant one thing.

When the outside air hit her face she knew she was safe, Alice quietly pulled the door shut, making sure they wouldnt hear. Though, over what was going on in that living room, Alice had a feeling they wouldnt have heard it if she slammed it.  She quickly flew down the steps and sprinted back to Shanes house.

Alice, what the *****… just pick a beer already… Shane voiced pulled Alice back to the kitchen, back to reality.

Okay… okay… Alice grabbed a drink and turned around.

Shane was suppressing a giggle, smoke coming out of her nose, she exhaled. ***** girl, you are wasted… you look like youve just seen a ghost. Why dont you go lay down for a bit.

Alice said nothing for once, she just turned and walked into the living room.

Shane and Carmen looked at each other and laughed.