"Daddy always did. He knew I was unhappy with. He knew I hated the men she set me up with. And he knew that Garret was only after sex. He knew I was unhappy, unsatisfied and that Garret was as close to happy as I was. He knew the men used whether it be only to get to my parents, for sex, or for money."

"Well I use you for your sexy, rockin' body," Jane purred in her ear- the brunette's tongue darting out and flicking her ear.

"Good."


Jane sat beside Maura as the blonde cried on her shoulder.

"It isn't fair," Maura complained to Jane knowing she would listen.

"I know. I am just wondering how my folks would take it," she mused pouring Maura a glass of wine.

As if on que her cell rang.

"Rizzoli," she questioned into the phone.

"Jane."

"What Frankie?" she snapped rolling her eyes.

"Why the hell did you send Ma here?"

"I was entertaining," Jane offered.

"Yeah, well Ma says Maura was with another man. Is that true?"

"I can assure she was not."

"Don't lie to me."

"Believe what you want, Frankie."

Maura tapped Jane on the shoulder and indicated she wanted to talk to Frankie.

"Frankie, Maura wants to talk to you," she offered.

"I thought you were with company?'

"Do you want to talk to her or not?'

"Fine."

"Hey Frankie," she cooed into the phone and then slapped Jane who began laughing hysterically.

"Hi Maura," he stammered into the phone.

"Frankie we need to talk. How about you swing by my place. in say half an hour?"

"Sure, I'll see you then."

There was a soft click, and Maura put the cellphone down. She got up and walked into her room to finish dressing. Jane smiled to herself, Maura was everything she wasn't: smart, confident,sexy, stunning, beautiful, and brilliant.

"Don't put more clothes on," Jane whined.

"Your brother is coming over. If I am going to tell him the truth, wouldn't you rather it look we weren't having sex?' Maura asked as she slid into her clothes and began touching up her make-up.

"Why do you have to tell him?"

"Because, he's crazy about me. I can't do that to him."

"Fine, but you SO owe me."

"Like what?" Maura inquired deviously as her body brushed up against Jane's.

"You. Anywhere, any time. An all access pass."

"Sounds... simply delicious," she offered before flicking her tongue into Jane's mouth.

"I could get use to this," the detective growled pinning the good doctor against the door entangling their tongues.

"How are you ever going to keep your hands to yourself during the work day detective?" the doctor mused clicking her tongue as she waited for an answer.

"There is always time for quickie in the bathroom," the detective growled hungrirly her hands exploring the cream colored flesh of her stomach.

"Jane! Do you have any idea how many germs are ina public bathroom?"

"No, but it isn't public. It is your bathroom," Jane laughed.

"Still."

Jane grinned, and Maura's tongue quickly found its way back into her mouth. The detective thrust her body up against the M.E.'s - their stomach's touching, their breasts together, and their middles pressing together. The doctor was sure she was going to loose every ounce of self control and drag the sexy detective back to her bed, their bed.

"Ti amo Maura, ti amo," she purred in her ear.

"What's that mean?" Maura inquired aroused that Jane, her Jane could speak Italian. It was so sexy.

"It means I love you."

"Then ti amo, too."

"You want feel something sexy?" Jane asked her eyes growing dark with lust.

"I think you know the answer."

Jane plunged her tongue inro Maura's mouth, and then began to roll her tongue as if she were rolling her r's.

"Oh my," Maura rsponded when the kiss broke before she delved her tongue into the detective's mouth and reciprocated the action.

A knock on her door caused the doctor break the kiss and usher the detective into her kitchen.

"Hey Frankie," Maura opened the doorm her tone was sultry and seductive without trying to be.

"Hi," Frankie replied following her to the couch.

"Maura I have to ask you something. My mother said you were with another person, is that true?" He asked putting his heart on his sleeve knowing Maura could not tell a lie.

"I was," she blushed and felt guilty at the heart break on Frankie's face.

"What does this guy have that I don't?"

"It wasn't a guy," Maura admitted sheepishly her eyes averting his.

"Woah," he mumbled as he studied Maura.

"So you're..."

"Bisexual," Maura quipped.

"Wow. I uh I am sorry," Frankie replied getting up.

"Does Jane know?" he asked.

"I asked you here for a reason," Maura replied pulling him down on the sofa and dodging the question.

"Why?"

"You deserve to know who it is. Just promise you won't tell anyone," Maura offered.

"I won't," he promised.

"Come on out," Maura announced, and with that Jane revealed herself stepping out of the kitchen.

Frankie's draw dropped as Jane joined him on the couch resting her hand on Maura's thigh.

"This is a joke, right?"

"Sorry Frankie it isn't," Maura apologized, as she took Jane's hand.

"Jane how could you do this to me?" Frankie yelled.

"It isn't like I planned to have sex Maura or that I planned to fall in love with her. I just did," Jane replied defensively.

"God... you slept with her?" he couldn't wrap this idea around his head.

"Yes." Maura offered hoping the truth would set Frankie free.

"Don't tell me you two were...when Ma showed up," Frankie offered his eyes widening in horror.

"We were," Maura replied when Jane clamed up.

"Does Ma know?" Frankie asked pushing Jane, his anger turning into fear for his sister.

"No."

"Well your secret safe with me," he replied heart break evident in his voice.

"Jane this doesn't change I thing. I'm still your brother. I still love you. And, I still look up to you. Hell, my sister can get a hotter girl than me," Frankie replied in a serious tone at first but in the last bit he cracked a smile jokingly.

"I'm sorry Frankie," Maura offered her apologies.

"You can't help it." He was still made but his anger was loosening up.

"I'll still go to the banquet with you," Maura offered.

"Go with Jane," he replied.

"Can't I'm going with nurse Jorge," Jane replied.

"Then I'd be delighted," Frankie offered before giving Maura a hug good-bye and leaving.

The door closed, and Jane sighed.

"Well he took it well,: Jane replied.

"Doesn't make me feel any less guilty though," she replied, chewing on her hair nervously.

"Why Dr. Isles I have never seen you so nervous," she chimed in huskily.

Maura smiled feeling so guilty as she flirted with Jane. She got up and decided to play with Bass. Bass always comforted her. Sensing her inner turmoil Jane turned to the doctor and said her goodbyes. She did not want to go, but she knew it was best not pressure Maura. Once alone Maura sat on her couch feeling cheap and used. What she had done to frankie was wrong-so wrong. It wasn't her. She was on the verge of tears as Bass walked past her. She reached out hand and stroke the tortise shell remembring what Jane had once said about a tortise being a stupid pet. A grin played across her lips.