PMS 17

	<Halifax>	[That night inside Halifax's and Emily's room.]
	* Halifax	carries her charming maiden into the bed chambers, heart pounding.
	* `Emily	's arms are still wrapped around Priss' neck. She's very much aware of what this position resembles rather strongly, and a red tinge colors her cheeks.
	* Halifax	walks over to the bed, and leans over, setting Emily down on top of the sheets.
	* Halifax	's face is dangerously close to Emily's after this motion. Her face flushes red and her mind scatters...
	<Halifax>	...
	* Halifax	moves her mouth but can't get words out. An excuse? A confession?
	* Halifax	heart feels like it will break her ribs.
	<`Emily>	...Um... Priss?
	* `Emily	's voice is a little quiet, but it looks like there's something on her mind.
	* Halifax	melts in Emily's presence. Snapping to her senses, she manages to form words.
	<Halifax>	Yes?
	* `Emily	looks unsure how to phrase what she wants to say, and her eyes flick down along the bed, then rise to meet Priss' again.
	<`Emily>	This might seem a very strange thing to ask, but... You... You're fond of women, aren't you?
	* `Emily	is blushing furiously as she asks this.
	<`Emily>	That is, rather than men...?
	* Halifax	squeezes her eyes shut and nods slowly, knowing there is no turning back...
	* `Emily	giggles a little nervously.
	<Halifax>	There is...is something... Things, I should probably tell you...
	* `Emily	puts up a finger to Priss' lips.
	* Halifax	looks down at her finger and falls silent.
	<`Emily>	Wait, just for a few minutes...
	* `Emily	falls silent, but then speaks a moment later.
	<`Emily>	...I'm sorry, I just never really thought about it until a few hours ago. I had to ask.
	<`Emily>	But now that I look back at all the time we've known one another... well.
	<`Emily>	You've been... fond of me, in particular, haven't you?
	* `Emily	is blushing like a firetruck, even though they have yet to come into existence. Somehow, her voice stays calm.
	* Halifax	is now glowing red. She can feel the heat in her ears...
	* Halifax	nods, Emily's finger still sealing her lips.
	* `Emily	smiles a little. ...I thought so.
	* `Emily	's finger falls away, and she looks off to the side, a little nervous. Probably more than a little nervous. A Lot of nervous, a lot of confused, a lot of embarrassed, a lot of flattered, a strange bit of pleased, and boatloads of everything else. Not a single bit of negativity, though. No anger, no disgust, no shame. She's not upset, this much is clear. Unfortunately, that's about all that's...
	* `Emily	...clear.
	<`Emily>	I'm ... I really don't know what to think about this.
	<`Emily>	I mean... you're another woman, but even so...
	<`Emily>	I think maybe...
	* `Emily	looks back up into Priss' eyes for a long time, emotions going absolutely crazy inside her as everything vies for control, and nothing seems to be taking it.
	* `Emily	finally sags a little.
	<`Emily>	...God, I don't know what to think.
	* Halifax	grabs Emily's hand...
	<Halifax>	...Then don't...
	* Halifax	leans forward and plants her lips on Emily's for a moment before pulling back to see her reaction...
	* `Emily	is very, very, very surprised. She raises a shaky hand to her lips, touching them as if noticing them for the first time, then looking back up at Priss, appearing almost bewildered.
	<`Emily>	Did you just...
	<`Emily>	I mean, you really...
	* `Emily	seems flummoxed, and finally settles on:
	<`Emily>	I didn't know women could /do/ that to each other.
	* `Emily	There's a very, very long pause, until she asks, almost hesitantly,
	<`Emily>	...Are you going to do it again?
	<Halifax>	You won't... mind?
	* Halifax	has already begun leaning forward. She holds her breath, lips parted.
	* `Emily	shakes her head wordlessly.
	* Halifax	holds Emily's head between her hands and kisses her longer this time. Bliss.
	* `Emily	responds a little more to the kiss, arms carefully, almost fearfully lifting up, and wrapping around Priss' back.
	* Halifax	breathlessly parts her lips from Emily's before returning them. Her arms pull the angel incarnate closer, tightening their embrace.
	* `Emily	meets her halfway, this time, kissing back a little more actively.
	* Halifax	and Emily fall and tangle into the sheets. Their lips finding each other time and again until exhaustion and sleep overtakes them.
	<Halifax>	[...Later that night...]
	* Halifax	's couldn't quite fall asleep with the painful erection she has been hiding... Sliding out of bed in the night she goes down to the lobby and begins drinking...
	<Halifax>	[...]
	* DrunkHalifax	has had one too many. Definitely one too many. She wanders up to her room but can't make it. A kind soul helps her walk to her door. Emily? Halifax has her way with the woman in the hallway. The deed done. She stumbles back into the room and passes out on the floor.
	<DrunkHalifax>	...zzzzzzz...
	* Lindulia	sighs mournfully.
	<Lindulia>	Not again...!