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eagle and old man Harold’s head nestled right in the middle. He couldn’t get it up anymore, but granny swore his tongue was golden.”
    Joy burst out laughing. “Damn, girl. No wonder you’re a lesbian, our equipment functions well into old age and it sounds like to keep up with you and your ancestors, that’s what it takes to keep you happy in your golden years.”
    Sophia looked at her best friend. “Joy, are you really serious? Will you go with me to Seattle? I might need someone to pal around with while I’m in a practically foreign land.”
    “You know you can always count on me. Besides, I’d love to drool over your wife again. She is a fine looking specimen, even though she is so not my type.”
    Sophia got a dreamy look on her face. “She is something, isn’t she? I hit the jackpot when I met her. She’s beautiful, charming, intelligent, rich, and mine, all mine. Now if we could just reside in the same city three hundred and sixty five days a year—life would be perfect.”
    “You’ve been living apart like this for at least two years. Why are you, all of a sudden, desperate for your best friend’s ice cream therapy?” Joy asked.
    “I want to have a family,” Sophia blurted out.
    “So, Miss Perfect doesn’t share your long-term plans, huh?”
    “Well, I thought she did, but lately she keeps dodging the subject and whenever I try to have a serious discussion about it, we go down the bad road. I see her so little as it is—I’ve just stopped mentioning it,” Sophia admitted.
    “Oh hon, you two have to get that settled and soon. Being on the same page about having kids is one of those make or break marriage subjects. Didn’t you two discuss that when you got married?” Joy asked.
    “We did, but that was before her business took off and she became so successful,” Sophia explained.
    “Have you ever thought of marriage counseling?”
    “Are you kidding? You’ve met my wife. She has serious control issues. No way in hell would she agree to that.” Sophia stuck her spoon in the ice cream container, dug out a large chunk, and wrapped her mouth around the spoon, letting the creamy sweet treat melt on her tongue. “ Mmm , that is orgasmic. Something I’ve been missing lately.”
    Joy picked up the plastic bag sitting next to her chair, pulled out the package of batteries, tossed them to Sophia and began singing. “Sisters are doin ’ it for themselves.”
    Sophia chuckled. “Yep, you got that right. I always thought that being a lesbian would ensure that I’d never have to revert to doin ’ it for myself.”
    “Oh, honey, sometimes it’s fun to incorporate that into the total love mix. Nothing wrong with a little toy action now and again.”
    Sophia scooped out some ice cream and held her spoon up while Joy dug out her own treasure as they clicked their spoons together. “Amen to that.”

 

     

     

     

     

     
    Chapter Seven
     

     

    Two seconds after the Tesla came to a complete stop in the garage, Rachel unbuckled her seat belt, jumped out of the car, and grabbed Espresso.
    Lara oozed out of the driver’s side and followed her wife’s path to the door.
    After tossing Espresso in the door, Rachel clutched Lara’s silk shirt, dragging her into the house. Pushing her against the wall, Rachel crushed her mouth against Lara’s. She didn’t waste any time tugging on the zipper of Lara’s skirt, unzipping her in seconds and pushing the skirt to the floor.
    Espresso ran to his favorite daybed and settled in, watching his two moms perform their favorite coming home ritual.
    “If I don’t taste you right this instant, I’m sure I’ll die of starvation,” Rachel exclaimed.
    Lara stepped out of her skirt, tossed her purse on the floor, and gently pushed Rachel’s head between her legs. “We can’t have that, now, can we?”
    Rachel urged Lara’s legs apart and covered her sex with her mouth—licking and sucking while she penetrated her with her middle and index