They only lasted five minutes more in Red before they made their exit. They’d looked around just to see what else went on in there. A butch with a shaved head and a large dildo fucked a woman who was bent forwards and tied down over a curved bench. The position intrigued them with its erotic possibilities. Then they quickly looked back as the cries from the blonde increased in volume. The skin on her back, buttocks, and thighs was covered in thin, red stripes.

In unspoken, intuitive agreement, Tania and Jacky drained the last of their drinks. As they stood up to leave, the dark-haired woman behind the bar grinned, and Tania caught that look and laughed sheepishly. They probably weren’t the first women to take a look at the action in here and decide it wasn’t for them.

* * *

As Jacky drove them out of the city, past all the drunken Friday night crowds, Tania laid her hand on Jacky’s thigh and squeezed lightly. Jacky glanced at her, smiling, and then concentrated on her driving.

“What?” she asked.

“I love you,” replied Tania softly. “I love you so much. I still can’t quite believe you were willing to do all of that for me. Thank you.”

A lump appeared in her throat again, and she swallowed hard before responding.

“Babe, I would do anything for you. Anything,” she said, glancing across at her beautiful wife again. “I love you.”

Tania smiled, but she also blinked back tears in the dim light of the car. The silence drew out between them, becoming more uncomfortable by the minute. Jacky was well aware of what she’d just said and how untrue it was.

Shit.

Without thinking, she put the indicator on and turned left at the next side road she saw. It led into a small industrial estate, and she pulled into one of the parking bays in front of a darkened warehouse.

“What—” began Tania as she turned in her seat, but Jacky raised a hand to cut her off. She switched off the ignition and took a deep breath as she sank back into her seat.

It was time.

They couldn’t share what they had tonight and then go back to normal life with this between them. She trusted Tania implicitly. She trusted her to take what Jacky was about to say and not laugh or belittle or push her into something she didn’t want to do.

“We both know what I just said is a lie, don’t we?” Jacky said quietly, not looking directly at Tania but somewhere off past her left shoulder. She would only be able to do this if she didn’t look directly at her. “That I would do anything for you? Or, at least, it has been until now.”

Jacky glanced at Tania, who nodded slowly. She looked nervous.