"Good morning sunshine."

  Rachel felt a sweet kiss followed by the soft caress of fine blonde hair brush against her cheek.

  "Hello my lover." Rachel opened her eyes and sat up to see the thin and quite naked form of Lisa gliding around the room gathering clothes. She looked her up and down admiringly until she came to her legs and realized she could see Lisa's knees over the edge of the bed. She glanced up to her face which was a little higher than Rachel was used to. "You look taller to me, why is that?"

  Lisa laughed.

  "Because I fell asleep in these last night." She balanced unsteadily on one foot to reveal the red high heel still clad on the other.

  "Good, I thought this raging hangover was clouding my judgment." She rolled over on to her stomach uncovering her firm, tanned behind. Lisa promptly spanked it.

  "Get up, Kristina is making headache cocktails."

  "Ooh, do that again." With her eyes closed Rachel smiled and wiggled in Lisa's direction. Lisa smacked her with a lace bra she found dangling over an easy chair. "All right I'm up. Orange juice and three aspirin. I'm ready for that kind of breakfast."

  "Well, it's being followed by waffles so get dressed and come on."

  Rachel stood and stretched, to Lisa's delight, and slipped into a pair of red boxers that fit snugly against her warm skin. As she put on a white tank top Lisa came up from behind her and slowly ran her hands down Rachel's front and tucked her fingers into the waistband. Lisa kissed her shoulder and Rachel gave a slight shiver at her touch.

  "I'm hungry, let's go."

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  An extra set of chairs was set around the table to accommodate all six women as they sat themselves down for a light breakfast. None of them ate much, trying to concentrate on easing the pain in their heads brought about by last evening's post-midterm partying.

  Wendy had come out last, wearing another black, silk robe she had borrowed from Kristina that accentuated her voluptuous body as much as it did for it's owner. She glanced over a copy of the Arts & Entertainment section of the L.A. Times while nibbling on a piece of toast. Her legs were nestled in Kristina's lap who gently massaged her feet while giggling at random as she flipped through the comics.

  Rachel and Lisa, having finished eating, had moved to the living room love-seat where they entangled their long legs and watched morning TV as Lisa nuzzled her head into Rachel's soft chest and cooed.

  Katie and Amber were still at the table and whispered quietly to each other. Under the table Amber was slithering her right foot along Katie's inner thigh and picturing themselves making love on the roof of the building as the sun set behind them.

  Wendy smiled as she gazed up from stage reviews and sipped her tea. Her gaze drifted around the room at each of her friends. Rachel was laying quietly as she stroked her lover's hair.

  She was a tall woman, standing around 5' 10" and had shoulder length blonde hair that was streaked with a light brown. Wendy didn't know her when she was young but Rachel had told her stories that she had been a gawky teenager before she had filled out. She was still a little lanky, but it was in a sensual way that they all loved to be near. Though right now she was just in a white tank top and red boxers, Rachel was fond of dressing up in formal and expensive wear. She had a number of faux fur coats and lavish jewelry that she loved to treat herself with. Her taste in style was also starting to rub off on Lisa.

  Lisa had her eyes closed as she listened to both her girlfriend's heart and the morning news. Her long legs were entangled with Rachel's and they slid them along each of the other's as they lay down together. Lisa was also tall though not as much as her counterpart; she stood up at 5' 9" and also had a slightly thinner physique. She had light brown hair and fair skin that was dotted with cute freckles that Rachel spent her free time counting and tracing with her fingers. She had a graceful and soft quality about her that helped her to float as she moved. Lisa always seemed to glow like movie queens from the 30's and 40's. Her carefree spirit complimented her beauty and it always made Wendy happy to see her smile.

  Wendy glanced across the table; Amber was laughing as Katie whispered into and nibbled upon her ear. They were an interesting pair; having met their last year of high school, they became good friends and decided to go to the same college together.

  Amber was a happy and perky girl of Mexican heritage. She was about 5' 4" and had long, dark brown hair and sultry brown eyes to match. She sported a lean, and very voluptuous hourglass figure with large and firm breasts that had the habit of even making a thick sweater stand out. Amber was always the one who wanted to try something new; extremely extroverted, she wasn't afraid to stand up and tell the emperor that he was butt naked. Katie was her anchor and the one person that made her feel like she was part of the world and helped her feel comfortable just staying in one place and watching life develop around them, instead of always trying to entertain it.

  Katie was a fairly quiet but undeniably beautiful creature with dark blonde hair and blue eyes. She was the same height as her girlfriend and she had a walk that seemed to set her apart from everything around her; as if she didn't have a care or worry in the whole world. Poetry had always fascinated her and she spent most of her free time writing prose inspired by what she saw around her. Though Amber was the 'wild' one of the pair, Katie was always sure what she wanted and rarely hesitated to go after it. History tells that she was the one who initiated intimacy between them and forged a bond that had withstood the test of time and differences that many thought would drive them apart. They were a testament to the theory that opposites, do in fact, attract.

  Wendy sighed as she looked at Kristina. She loved her with all of her heart and would do anything if it meant making her lover happy. Kristina and Wendy were both about 5' 6" and had lean and athletic bodies. In her youth, Wendy had been a gymnast and quite an accomplished dancer. As she matured, her blossoming form kept her from pursuing a career on the mat and she turned to Political Science in college. She had short, light brown hair that fell about half way down her neck and a trim figure that she worked on diligently. Kristina was her soul mate in this respect as both spent time in the gym and often went on jogs through the city together. Kristina had short black hair and a slightly upturned nose that Wendy loved. She originally wanted to be a singer or an actress, but her attentions wandered as she got older. Kristina was as much in love with Wendy as was with her and each looked forward to another day knowing that they would be together. Neither wanted it any other way.

  Wendy finished her tea and set her cup upside down on it's saucer.

  "So what are we going to do today?"

  Lisa muted the TV and Amber broke from her fantasizing, though Katie still held her foot in place with her hands.

  "Ugh, I'm too tired to go anywhere," Kristina pinched one of Wendy's toes in mock annoyance. "Besides, I can't find my keys anyway."

  "Not me," Katie said and then looked at Amber, closing her strong thighs around her girlfriend's squirming foot. "I'm feeling ... rambunctious."

  Rachel was about to add something but the phone began to ring.

  "That wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. I think the aspirin is kicking' in." Kristina picked up the receiver.

  Wendy watched as Rachel and Lisa kissed.

  "Hello? ... Yes? ... Really? ... Thank you ... I'll come pick it up ... Yeah, right now is fine ... I'll be there in an hour or so ... Goodbye." She hung up and stared into the air.

  "Well?" Wendy shuffled her feet and jostled Kristina back to the present, "who the hell was it?"

  "It was a valet from the bar we went to yesterday. He says my van is still in their lot and is ready to be picked up." Kristina looked at the group in bewilderment.

  "Really?"

  "Yeah, he also said it isn't insured against damage or theft so I should come get it as soon as possible."

  "Wait, if the van is still over at the bar, how did we get home last night?"

  "I know."

  Everyone looked at Lisa. She looked slightly hurt at the sudden scrutiny.

  "I do. That cute blonde in the Hawaiian shirt called a cab for us when the bartender found us 'unfit to drive.' She stuffed us all into one checker, that she paid for, and drove away in her red convertible; which I thought was odd because she drank about as much as we did and the bartender gave her a clean bill of health to use her car."

  Rachel stared down at a smiling Lisa in disbelief.

  "How do you remember all that?"

  "Can I help it if you all black out at the first sniff of tequila and I can remember everything no matter what I drink?"

  "And they wonder why I find you so intoxicating," Rachel squeezed Lisa lovingly with her legs; something the two did often. "They think it's your lightly freckled face, but I know better."

  "Well," Kristina started again, "I guess that decides what we're doing today. I'll have to order another cab to take us back and we'll decide what to do from there."

  Amber abruptly stood up, her firm breasts jumped lightly with her movement.

  "If we're going out, I'm going to take a shower," she glanced down at Katie, whose tongue was slowly gliding across her upper lip. "Do you want to join me?"

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