This is my first fanfiction so it probably isn't very good, leave some feedback?


She was out. After spending years locked up in Wentworth, Franky Doyle was finally free. She had watched friends and enemies come and go, now it was her turn to be released. Mr Jackson led her through the last gate and then that was it, freedom.

"Bye Doyle, good luck." he smiled at her and then walked away.

Franky scanned the parking lot trying to decide what to do now, she had no family or friends on the outside, the only real friend she'd ever had was Boomer and she was still locked up. That's when she saw her, Erica Davidson. Since she had left Franky had written her numerous, detailed and erotic letters but according to Ferguson they were never sent. But here she was, on her release date, looking nervous but pleased to see her.

As she walked across the parking lot Erica ran towards her, wobbling a little in her gorgeous black heels. Franky could feel her heart beating faster and the butterflies in her stomach made her feel sick. Erica finally came to a stop just inches away from Franky, both of them looked at each other nervously until Erica took a step forward and brushed her lips across Franky's.

"I got all of your letters!" she beamed as they made their way towards her car. "Why didn't you tell me you were getting out?"

Franky was shocked, she didn't think her letters were even being sent.

"Will told me the date and I wanted to see you, I hope you don't mind" Erica continued nervously.

But Franky was silent, she didn't know what to say to Erica, but she knew exactly what she wanted to do to her. She pushed Erica back against her car, crashing her lips into hers as her hands wandered up and down her body. Since the day Franky laid eyes on her she'd dreamt of this moment, the occasional kiss and flirting between them whilst Erica was the governor wasn't enough. This was what she wanted.

For the first time ever, Erica kissed her back. She parted her lips as Franky's tongue slipped inside her mouth before she pulled away from her and looked into her eyes.

"I want you." Franky sighed as she left small kisses from Erica's jaw to her earlobe.

There was a moment of silence between the two women, all that could be heard were the soft moans escaping Erica's lips as Franky kissed and bit at the exposed skin on Erica's neck.

Within minutes they were in the car and Erica was speeding to her apartment, trying to concentrate on the road was proving difficult, Franky was running her hands up and down her thigh, reaching under her skirt where she was met with lace underwear.

"Fuck." she moaned, feeling a growing heat between her thighs.