"Honey, let's eat and bathe and get ourselves organized, then we can really relax, hmm?"

Joan groaned in mournful frustration but was obviously aware of the sense of the suggestion. Pleasure deferred would lead to pleasure increased. Together they foraged in the kitchen and whipped up something to satisfy their more mundane appetites.

Afterward, with another blush, Joan dropped a hopeful hint about bathing together. Elspeth vetoed the notion, though, and they took separate showers; she wasn't quite ready for that sort of intimacy. No, the idea of slopping around in the tub with another female just didn't appeal to her. Although that might have been only because Joan's body wasn't particularly attractive, she realized. Could a more beautiful and alluring woman tempt her to indulge in such an escapade? She wondered about that, knowing for a certainty only that Joan's charm lay in her lips and not her body.

Nor did the charm seem to be diminishing. Naked on the bed, Elspeth waited impatiently for her lover girl to come out of the bathroom. As usual, Joan was doing a double batch of lingerie, although they no longer went through the ritualistic farce of removing the things now. But the free maid-service wasn't so important at this point, somehow. Not that Elspeth cared to do without it, of course, but she was keenly conscious of her burgeoning excitement and kept wishing Joan would hurry up. Let the fun begin! It puzzled her somewhat, this unaccountable tension in her flesh; she had figured the thrill of the lesbian kiss would lose its tang once the novelty wore off. But the novelty was already gone and she still felt herself shaking in desire for Joan's lips. Ah yes, those remarkable lips!