Marie raised her eyebrow at the smells of banana and maple syrup rising from her coffee cup. Kat chuckled, and took a sip from her own cup.
"Bananas Foster flavored coffee," Kat said, and shrugged, "Scott sent it over, seems like a good choice for a breakfast coffee." Marie eyed the coffee, and took a small sip.
"Oh fuck, ow!" Marie said, her hand covering her mouth. "Why didn't you tell me it was so hot?" Marie demanded. Kat's brown eyes sparkled with amusement.
"Marie," Kat began, "coffee is made from hot water and coffee beans, why didn't you expect it to be hot?" Marie looked up at Kat, pouted, and looked back down at the sofa and started plucking stray dog hairs from the black sofa she sat on. "It just surprised me, and it hurt, and I'm sorry." Marie took another cautious sip of the coffee, and immediately felt the blissful heat spread through her sluggish limbs and a small smile crossed her lips. Kat grinned, and flopped down on the couch next to Marie.
"See? It's pretty damn good, isn't it?" Kat asked, pointing at the cup Marie held. Marie shifted stacks of fantasy novels and feminist treatises around on the coffee table so she could set her cup down, and then folded her legs under herself and leaned back into the folds of the couch.
"Yeah, it's pretty damn good. Wish Scott would give me awesome gifts like that, though." Marie said, idly watching the nonsense that spilled forth from the massive TV against the back wall, the TV's light casting bizarre shadows into the dim light of the morning. Kat muted the TV, and sipped at her coffee.
"Come off it girl, you know that you can have this anytime you want it." Kat said, confusion crossing her face as Marie giggled. Seeing the expression on Kat's face, Marie began to laugh even harder causing her strawberry blonde hair to fall into loose waves around her face.
"Really, Kat? 'You can have this anytime you want it' sounds pretty damn slutty to me." Marie said, still wracked by laughter at her friend's confusion. Kat chuckled a little, and pulled her Cardinals baseball hat further down on her head, trying to hide the blush that was creeping up her neck. Talk of sex reminded Kat how long it had been since she had been touched by anyone, which reminded her of her soon-to-be ex-husband, which reminded her of the divorce trial she still had to go through. Kat sighed, and lifted up the most recent letter from her ex-husband's lawyer, and decided that she didn't want to deal with him right now. She tossed the letter down in disgust.
Marie couldn't help but notice Kat's displeasure. "Sorry, sore subject, I know." Marie folded her arms under her breasts, and put on her 'serious business' look. "Anything you want to tell me, or need to tell me, or if you want to cry-" Kat turned to Marie and gave her a sharp glare, Marie held up one of her hands "-I know, you don't cry, but if you wanted to, anything, Kat, I'm here for you. I swear." Marie said, her green eyes holding Kat's attention, Marie's eyes gleamed with affection, empathy, and pain for Kat. Looking away before she began to tear up, Kat sighed.
"Nothing to be sorry for, hun, everything else aside he was a fantastic fuck. When he wasn't drunk," Kat laughed, "which was more often than not, and he sure as hell didn't ever listen to me or even try to talk to me. By the end, it was like I had a stranger's dick in me, not my husband's. And, I love fucking, but, shit, I don't want to fuck random people I don't even know, it's just..." Kat paused, looking for the right word.
"Degrading?" Marie offered.
"Yes! It's just degrading to sleep with someone you don't know anymore, just because that's what you do in marriage." Kat said, waving her hand in agitation. Marie pushed her hair over her ear, and picked up her cup of coffee.
"Well, anonymous sex does sound kinda hot. To me. Sometimes." Marie said, getting quieter as she spoke, eventually fading out and just sipping her coffee. Kat gave her a deadpan stare, then burst into laughter.
"Oh, hun, it isn't anonymous when you see him everyday." Kat said, winking at Marie. "But, if you're gonna fuck someone you don't know, wouldn't you rather it be a girl? Less chance of disease, no chance of babies." Kat said, an imp's smile on her face. Marie choked on her coffee in surprise mid-sip and coughed as the hot liquid went into a lung, prompting Kat into near hysterics.
"Oh, god, I'm sorry, but that was hilarious." Kat said, in between laughs. It wasn't that Marie and Kat didn't talk about sex, they talked about it all the time, it was that they never talked about gay sex, of any variety. "God, Kat, please give me a little more warning next time you come out and admit you want to fuck a girl!" Marie said, still struggling to overcome her coughing.
"Hey, I just said it'd make more sense to fuck a girl anonymously, I didn't say that I would like to." Kat said, defensively. Marie took stock of Kat's appearance: black leather bomber jacket, black button up collared shirt, loose blue jeans, ankle high black boots, topped by a Cardinals baseball cap. It really wasn't a stretch to see how Kat could be taken as a lesbian, if the stereotypes were to be believed anyway. Marie decided she'd press the issue, thinking that Kat wouldn't have brought it up for no good reason.
"Well, I admit I'd like to get some pussy. Even anonymously. It's been years since I last had any." Marie said, calmly sipping from her coffee cup, pointedly looking away from Kat. There was a brief moment of silence, as Kat stared at her best-friend. Kat couldn't decide if Marie was screwing with her in return for Kat making Marie choke on her coffee, or if she was being serious. And by the expression on Marie's face, she wasn't about to clue Kat in one way or the other. Kat's heart began to beat faster, she had to know.
"So. Did you actually..." Kat began, but faltered.
"Did I what?" Marie asked, innocence gleaming in her eyes.
"Did you. Sleep. With a woman?" Kat said, forcing the words out.
"Nope!" Marie said, "I fucked a woman. There's a difference." and Marie stuck her tongue out at Kat, a gesture that immediately made Kat think of a cat toying with a mouse it caught. Kat sighed, and resigned herself to doing this the hard way.
"When? Why? Why didn't you tell me? Did you enjoy it?" Kat asked, the questions pouring out of her, in pace with her hammering heart. Marie smiled, aware of how in control of the situation she was.
