Tick All The Boxes

Jaclyn cleared her throat nervously as she finished washing the dishes. "No, that was different..." she said awkwardly as she lowered her head and began to walk out the door.

But, just as she reached the doorway, she suddenly felt a hand clasp around her arm. Then, with one strong tug, she was pulled back into the kitchen and pinned against the wall. Was this a kabedon? Mia stood in front of Jaclyn with a painful look in her beautiful deep blue eyes. "How is it different?" she asked with a slight whisper. 

Jaclyn looked down at the woman's lips. They were pink, plump and soft like marshmallows. Why did the voice that came from those lips sound so sweet? Her gentle voice floated in through Jaclyn's ears and tickled her heart, creating a sense of confusion. Jaclyn had never felt this way about someone before.

What was this feeling?

Why did it feel so good?

Whatever this feeling was, she wanted more.