Fuel 2

"That's the second time you've made a comment that makes me think you've been reading lesbian underground literature. You sure you weren't a lesbian before I met you?"

Casey stuck her tongue out at Lena and wiggled it at her.

"Ha-ha, very funny. No, I haven't been reading that stuff. I just used that term because it suits him. He's not a person. especially because of the way he's been trying to get into my pants and he can't seem to understand the term 'no' very well. He's a penis bearer."

"Okay, I believe you. Wow. I guess I don't have to sweat on that one either."

Casey frowned at Lena.

"What? Just because I used to play with those, you're worried I might go back for a quick fix or something? Lena, never. I guess you made a convert out of me. Although, it's weird, I say that because I forgot to tell you about Charlenne."

"Who's Charlenne, do I need to be concerned about women too?"

Casey laughed and stroked Lena's cheek gently.