"I'm hooooome!" The door slammed to Kelly and Liz's home, and Liz... Winced. She hadn't had the best of days at work (The usual... Leering bosses, extra workload, ungrateful customers), and the sound was more jarring than usual. Even the clatter of Kelly's high heels seemed to make her head throb, but she still put on her best smile, as her girlfriend laughingly hopped into the room.
How did I ever meet someone so... Cheery? I'm a grumpy little bitch, and yet... She loves me, and I love her.
Well, no time for that now, Kelly said she had something important today, so she slipped her hands back round her coffee, and put on her best smile.
Kelly's returning smile, as always, made her feel gooey inside, and her own smile became brighter as Kelly slid into her chair, and put her hands under her chin. Liz couldn't help it. She chuckled.
"Ohhh, no. You
know
those goo-goo eyes don't work on me, lover." Kelly's eyes grew like saucers, and her smile was as if butter wouldn't melt in her mouth. Such a lie, she was the kinkiest of the both of them, and they both knew it.
"Oh,
Liz
, you wound me! I'd
never
" (A bat of her eyelashes) "do such a thing to my darling, making her do what I want by making big... Wet puppy eyes at her!"
"Ohh, you lie like a carpet!" Kelly gasped, and Liz, brought out of her dour mood, grinned impishly. "Soooo, you had something to say? Oh, first, how was your day?" Kelly's face fell, and Liz winced. So she was having a bad one too.
"Ugggghhh... Annette finally caught on that I can use PowerPoint, so
guess
who's got three presentations to make for the boss lady by Monday? Oooh, what I'd do to that salty
strumpet
if I got the chance!" Kelly's eyes were contemplative, and Liz touched her wrist.
"Hey, girlfriend here, and I'm not poly yet. Keep your dirty imaginings to
me
, please." Kelly grinned. Liz could never really be angry with Kelly. She was just too
nice
.
"Ooh, yeah, news! Well... I got some Ditzone, we've got a day and a half before I really have to do anything,
you've
got a day and a half before your mandatory pre-work grump..." Liz winced. Okay, she wasn't nice
all
the time... "And I was thiiinking... We could give it a go." Liz started. Ditzone was... Potent stuff, and not
entirely
legal. Not since the Central Bank orgy (among others), anyway. The box, which Kelly had placed on the table, had more warning stickers than high tobacco cigars did. And oh, boy, were they big warning stickers. You could hardly see the box.
After all, Ditzone... Ditzone could be
permanent
. And a Bimbo was good for precisely three things: Answering the phone (Well, some of the time), modelling, and regular gangbangs. In fact, Bimbos most often went for the third one, with the second occasionally mixed in. Not for nothing was Liz suddenly pensive, and it was Kelly's turn to reach out and touch her hand, her look understanding. Her voice was sober as she spoke.
"Liz, I talked to Doctor Ryerson... You know, she was treating Mari..." Liz winced again. Mari was a friend, emphasis on
was
. But she let Kelly continue. "And she said that, so long as it's a once a month thing, we're perfectly alright. The effects only start getting permanent if, say, we were dumb enough... Oh, shit, phrasing... Well,
unwise
enough to take it more than that." She looked a little sad, as she did when she let that cheeriness slip, and Liz gave her a look of sympathy. They both didn't have the best of lives, but they had each other. Support was important. Kelly's look passed, and she continued.
"Anyway, I know we're both stressed, we'd remember things afterward, and... Well, I thought we could both do with a break. Not a holiday break, but... A mental break. A little" Kelly's grin returned, and it was mischievous "
Break from all this thinking
."
Liz let out a low, protracted breath. Not only was her girlfriend cheery, but when she set her mind to it, persuasive. She thought of all the shit she'd taken this past week, all the microaggressions, from the men and women alike, and how frazzled she felt. She was sure that Kelly wasn't feeling much better, probably about the same. She still wasn't entirely convinced, though, and drummed her fingers on the table, glancing sidelong at Kelly.
"Well, you've got that base covered, hon, but I'm equally worried we'd forget we were interested in each other, and go out looking for dick. I've got no interest in dick, and I'm not about to start. So... What's your plan, schemer?" Kelly's look returned to that "Me? I would
never
" smile.
"Welll... We're going to be horny ditzes, it's true, but we're also going to be
forgetful
horny ditzes. So I'm going to lock the door, put the key where we'd not
think
to look, leave a note for us on the computer to remind us if we somehow forget, lock that, and then... It's dumb, horny bitches going at it for twelve hours. And we'll have a nice, fond memory to get us through the month."
Again, that low breath, but this time in admiration. "Whuff... You... I can see why I love you, even though you're a horny schemer. You've got this all thought through, and I bet..." She placed her own hands on her chin, tilted her head down, and raised one eyebrow. "I bet you've been thinking about this for a while, haven't you?"
Kelly looked up, keeping her innocent look. "Maaaaaaaybe." She smiled, opened the box, and popped out three pills on each side of the table. "We've got enough for eight of these little outings, and if we don't like the first, I'll give it back to Doctor Ryerson to dispose of properly. Or give to someone else. I never really worked out which."
Liz looked impish "Oooh, look who doesn't need three, by the sound of it!" Kelly gasped.
"Ohhhh, that's
it
... I'm going to be getting
Sally
out for
this
." Liz's eyes widened.
"Sally? You can't possibly mean that strapon we tried once, and I had trouble walking for a whole day?" Kelly just grinned evilly, and nodded. "Holy shit. I mean..." She looked down at the pills, and they were suddenly a