Eva wiped her red lipstick of her man’s mouth. “Ever the trash bag,” she whispered to him. “Now, don’t you two go getting too drunk tonight!” As she and Abi herded the two men out the front door.

“Don’t go having too much fun without us,” they called out to their escaping backs.

Abi then wrapped Eva up in a warm hug, and sort out those red lips, “Now, where were we,” she cooed, just before she found the lips she sought.

Eva returned the eager kiss, but broke it suddenly. “Now, down to business,” she says against the mix of pink and red of Abi’s mouth.

Abi protested, “I thought that was what I was about to do?” she says, a little hurt.

Eva had a wicked glint in her eyes, and from her pockets she pulled out a pair of keys, and handful of credit cards.

Abi was none the wiser. “What the fuck?”

Eva escaped from the embrace and locked the front door. Then - with a skip in her step - scampered around the house opening and closing certain curtains, and turning off the lights, apart from a few lamps she had positioned around the lounge room. She scuttled off to her bedroom and it wasn’t until she brought in her ‘toy box’ that Abi finally found reason to smile.

When everything was set up to her plan – the plan that was slowly starting to register to Abi – she beckoned Abi over to the middle of the room, and hungrily sought out those pouting red and pink lips. “Your pout almost tastes as good as your smile, but not as good as your smirk,” Eva whispered into their shared kiss.

Eva broke the kiss, slowly this time, and held Abi’s face in her soft hands. Watching those dark brown eyes of her soul, to realise the plan.

Abi depths could read part stories, in the opalescence of Eva’s. She could almost grasp the story… But the credit cards?

Eva knew Abi’s eyes so well, and noted the confusion, watching it swirl and seek answers. Just a moment longer, then Eva said, in barely contained excitement, “They have enough money for 1 beer. I have calculated – Damn I was going to be wearing my reading glasses, just for this moment! They’ll be home in 26 minutes,” she can’t resist but leave little kisses all over Abi’s face before reaching her mouth, and whispers, “How long we make them watch and wait, is up to you - My Delightful Partner-in-Crime.”

Abi squirms in excitement. And her excitement requires a salve. So she undoes just one of the buttons of Eva’s shirt. “Oh!. Well, I plan to make them wait. I need time,” there goes just one other shirt button, “Oh, so much time….”