Jenny walked into Milk, it was early to be out, but she wasn’t in the waiting mood.  She was wearing her smuttiest outfit and looking at each woman with hunger in her eyes.  She walked with a confidence that she’d never possessed before, she was now the hunter, no longer the prey she’d once been.

            She slid onto a stool ordering a drink and turning to survey the women dancing and pressing against each other.  Heat.  That’s what dwelled in her belly, the heat of anger, and the heat of desire.

            “You’re not a regular here?  I know that’s a line, but I also know it’s the truth.”  Came a sultry Latin voice at her elbow, and Jenny turned to see a vaguely familiar face, it was Shane’s actress Eden.  Jenny smiled coyly; turning her full attention to her.  Excellent choice as her first prey on her first night post Marina.

            “I might have to change that if you come here on a regular basis.”  Jenny said smoothly and Eden smiled evenly, looking Jenny up and down, taking her in.  Thin waif of a girl; the bluest eyes Eden had seen in a long time, courtesy of no contact lenses no less.  Jet as night black hair, and a confidence she loved in woman. 

            “How about a dance?”  Eden extended her hand and Jenny grabbed hold of it and Eden led her to the dance floor.  Jenny seductively began to dance with Eden, as her hands ran up and down her torso, Eden smiling at the touch.  Eden’s hand moved from the small of her back to her *****, squeezing it lightly, Jenny responding.  Their eyes met, and Jenny decided that she was moving in for the kill, no waiting for this one to be ready to be plucked, this was as good as it was going to get.

            Eden’s eyes lit up as she lightly touched her lips to Jenny’s; and she responded in kind.  Their lips touching first, and then Eden’s tongue darting out to lick Jenny’s lower lip.  Jenny moaned softly at the erotic touch.

            “How about we find a more, quiet place?”  Eden offered; and Jenny grabbed her hand, tugging her to the door as she hips swayed.  Eden’s mouth was open a bit, as she licked her lips at the prospect of this little Jewish girl withering under her touch.  Soon.