Naked and splayed across the living room rug, Kat watches as her pink-haired best friend tries to regain her composure after her hard-fought orgasm. Erin blinks repeatedly, trying to focus on the green-skinned and sweaty woman, her head still full of endorphin-filled fuzz.

Kat:So, what'd you wanna 'ass' me?

The now-former librarian had intended to give her girlfriend a long and detailed explanation as to why she needed a second set of hands while filming or photographing herself, but the only thing she could manage to get out was...

Erin:T... Tie me up.

Kat flutters her eyelids while bringing her hand to her chest in obvious faux-astonishment...and then lets out a bark of laughter at Erin's expense.

Erin:That... That came out wrong.

Gesturing toward herself and then to Erin with a theatrically accusatory index finger, Kat continues to screw with her best friend...Erin wrinkling her nose at the self-amused woman.

Kat:Woah! Woah! Let off the gas pedal there, Pink. I usually get dinner and a movie -before- I break out the bondo-gear.

Erin:Ohh, har-dee-har-har.

With a huff of irritation the naked, pink-haired woman attempts to clamber to her feet. Knees shaking, thighs quivering, Erin stumbles backward, landing butt-first onto the couch with a -flump-. Kat once again barks out a laugh as she props herself up on one elbow, entertained at the sight of the shivering, cross-looking woman. With a twirl of her finger, Erin's gal-pal gives her a devious smile...Erin is now unable to tell if Kat is serious or still trying to antagonize her.

Kat:But in your case, I’ll make an exception.

Erin:If… If you're quite through, I was trying to explain that…

Kat:That you can’t very well tie yourself up and take pictures at the same time…

Erin simply blinks at her for a few seconds. She’d practiced, over and over, trying to find the right way to ask her longtime girlfriend…but here she was practically listening to her own words coming out of the woman’s mouth..

Kat:…and, seeing as how this is going to be your only source of income, you need someone you know and trust. That about right?

Now wide-eyed and unsure of what to say, Erin merely nods her head in the affirmative.

Kat:So, the next logical question would be: What’s in it for me?

Erin gestures to the opened bottle sitting on the coffee table, giving Kat a wry grin.

Erin:Free champagne.

Kat cocks her head as if to ask ‘Well, what else?’

Erin:And...  Uhhhh...

The green woman's eyes repeatedly dart from Erin’s face to her crotch. Kat bats her eyelashes, her head cocking to the opposite side as if to reiterate her previous unspoken question.

Erin rolls her eyes and abruptly spreads her legs, silently mouthing an expletive. Kat shuffles to her hands and knees, walking on all fours to the edge of the couch. A hand on either of Erin’s knees, Kat leans in, green and pink areola smooshing against one another. Green hands slip down Erin’s sweat-slicked thighs, thumbs coming to rest on her puffy, blush-colored labia.

Looking into one another’s eyes, the tips of their noses not quite touching, Kat grins at the pink-haired woman like the Cheshire Cat.

Kat:Payment in advance.

Original Art by Ghostbot

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2