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meet my ex roomies?"
             "What? Ex? What happened?" Faith asked, thankful for the change of subject.
             "Reece threw them out. It was for my own good. Now I gotta find new roommates."
             "She threw out your roommates? Cori, I don't get it. I don't get her." Or why she makes me feel like this, she said to herself.
             "Oh, stick with me and I'll make sure you get it." Faith was about to cut in. "Come on, I'm not blind. It looks to me as if you have a tiny little crush on Tall, Dark, and Sexy. I can help you out if you let me."
             "Cori, I don't know what is going on." She lowered her eyes. "I'm not a lesbian, at least I don't think so. I never thought about another woman...well, like that, and I am not exactly comfortable with all of this either." She gestured around the club. "I mean I'm okay with you guys, and with the club and all...I am not homophobic or anything...." She looked into Cori's sympathetic eyes. "I don't know what I mean. I just don't feel comfortable is all. Thanks for trying to help me. I better get home." She got up from the chair and headed towards the door. Please let me make it out before I cry.
             "Please, Faith. Let’s talk about it. I'll get you a cab and we'll go get something to eat?" She tried to convince the blonde with food. Noticing her face sink lower, it hit her. Everything made sense. The job, where she lived, the fact that she was still wearing the pants she lent her... She has no money! "My treat. I owe you for dragging you here anyway."
             "No thanks, Cori. Its very nice of you, but..." Her stomach rumbled louder than the bus that went by. "Um, I'll catch the subway and eat at home."
             "You are not taking the subway at this hour. I refuse to let you. Come on." She grabbed her by the bicep and pulled her into the waiting cab. "No refusals. We have to talk."
            
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             After properly chastising herself and her behavior, the club owner was sitting on the office couch with her head in her hands. She started to question her feelings. Sure the blonde was a knockout, but so were a lot of the women she bedded. Why did this one feel different? I don't even know her. Damn, she was practically undressing me with her eyes. But that happens all the time too. Why did it feel like her eyes were actually touching my body? Why did I react that way? Why the hell did my mouth go dry at the idea of Faith really touching me? "I need to get laid. That's all. I need to get out and get laid." She grabbed her helmet and her jacket and headed out with determination. She stopped short in the doorway after seeing Cori and the blonde on the sidewalk. "Sam, what's up?"
             "Well, Faith wants to take the subway and Cori don't like it."
             "Ah, good for Cori." She hadn't taken her eyes off of the bartender. She looked so sad. I wonder why? "No one should ever make her frown."
             "Yeah, it doesn't become her at all."
             Reece was not aware she had spoken that last thought out loud.
             "Well no, it doesn't," she covered. Seeing them get into a cab, she made a mental note to talk to Cori about a potential new roommate with blonde hair and beautiful green eyes. Which just locked into hers, for a brief moment. A strange feeling tickled down her spine and landed in her knees. Laid. I need to get laid. "Later, Sam."
             "Safe home, boss."
            
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             "Earth to Faith...do you read me?"
             "Sorry. It’s just...she looks so..."
             "Hot? Sexy?"
             "No, determined. Like she's on a mission."
             "You got that right. She's going to make an appearance at the Reece Corbett Fan Club." She received a puzzled look. "I'll explain the enigma that is