Suzie Merton sat alone in the Woolpack, staring at her mobile phone, imploring it to ring, a large almost empty wine glass on the table.
She picked up the glass, sighed and drained the last of a large Pinot.
This is sad she thought, three o'clock in the afternoon, half cut and alone in a empty pub, well apart from the landlady.
Suzie went off to the toilet and when she returned called out to Charity the owner of the Woolpack.
Charity a forty something slim blonde came out from the back and said, "another large one?" Gesturing towards the empty glass.
"Yes please," said Suzie, her speech a little slurry.
Charity poured the wine and added the cost to Suzie's growing bar tab.
Suzie returned to her seat as Charity poured herself a glass and walked over and sat down at Suzie's table.
They had a common love interest. Vanessa one of the village vets had been engaged to Charity who was bi-sexual and Suzie who had a on-off relationship with Vanessa before she had left for a new life in Canada.
"Missing her?" Asked Charity, her hand resting on the other girls.
Suzie looked up, her dark eyes glistening with a few tears, "more than you know, she was everything to me,"
"And to me at one time, but things didn't work out," said Charity, taking a large slug of the Pinot.
The was taking effect as Suzie continued, "I do miss her, but it's at nights, in bed if you know what I mean."
"Sex, it all comes down to sex," said Charity, then continued, "and by god is she good at it, as you well know."
Suzie smiled with a warm remembrance and said, "oh god yes, I've been with a lot of women, but none of them made me come as often as Ness, she has a magic tongue."
"You can say that again, she used to lick my clit until I screamed for the orgasm to come, and when I came, god the way she cleared up the juices then smeared my own fluids over my lips," said Charity remembering some of the wild nights when they were together.
Suzie was listening intently and said, "stop it Charity, just the thought of her doing that is creaming my pants."
Though Charity was engaged to Mackenzie a guy a few years younger than herself and they had a very energetic and frequent sex life, the recollections of her times with Vanessa had ignited a sapphic spark deep inside her. She reached over, took Suzie's hands in hers and said, "perhaps we ought to get together sometime and compare notes,"
The black girl looked deeply into Charity's eyes and could see she was serious, "that would be very nice, very nice indeed."
A few days later Suzie's phone pinged, *Mac in Scotland for a few days....how about trying what we talked about? I'm up for it!!!!!!* was the message on the screen.
She keyed her reply, *oh yes, just text where and when."
Later that day a slightly nervous Suzie approached Charity's door. She hesitated for a second before knocking, wondering if she was making a mistake, but when Charity opened the door and pulled her into the house, all the doubts disappeared as the blond pushed her against the wall and moulded her lips to hers.
Luxuriating at kissing another woman again, Suzie relaxed and as Charity's tongue found hers, she responded eagerly.
