Sorry for the delay, I tried to have this ready Thursday. Let me know what you think!

Miranda's training was getting better, but she knew she would never catch up to Mindy's level; she was a yellow belt and Mindy was a black belt. One night Mindy seemed very much in the mood to shower with her, maybe a bit too much in the mood. Miranda couldn't understand what had gotten into her, she held her hand tight and pulled her into the room. Miranda was startled to see Mindy throw her clothes off in front of her, practically like she was stripping for her. "Mindy, what are you…"

"Come on, Miranda! I want you to soap me up!", she wasn't shy like before, she was facing Miranda, fully nude.

"Mindy! What are you doing?!"

Mindy started lifting up Miranda's top to get a look; Miranda threw the top aside and watched in shock as her jeans were unzipped and unbuttoned by Mindy. "What's gotten into you?!"

"Come on, Miranda! I need you to soap me up!", Miranda couldn't help but stare at Mindy's breasts without blinking, they looked good to her, big, perky; Mindy started to lather them with soapy water, "You like these, Miranda? Aren't they great?" Miranda didn't acknowledge her, "Miranda? Miranda?…Miranda?"

Miranda woke up in her bed, she could still hear her name being called; Mindy was still asleep, lying next to her, "Miranda", she called in her sleep. Miranda wondered if some how she was having the exact same dream she did, was Mindy some how channeling her true feelings for her through their dreams? Miranda gave her a shake to see if she could snap her out of it. "Mindy! Wake up!"

She opened her eyes and looked around in a daze, "What happened?"

"You were calling my name. Is everything okay?"

"I was calling your name? I don't remember anything."

"Oh. Maybe you were being chased."

"I can't imagine what from."

Miranda was more curious about her own dream, she didn't think she could have any feelings for Mindy, she really did think she had a nice ass and did enjoy slapping it but couldn't admit that to herself. She was certainly cute and probably would be the kind of girl she could see herself going out with if she ever considered it. Maybe Mindy was thinking that about her, she was calling her name in her sleep; she did squeeze one of her boobs like a stuffed animal.

They got back to training, Mindy told her they would be going on a much higher level next week and see how she handled herself with some weapons from her own personal collection. "I really don't want to hurt anyone if I don't have to. I can't kill. Can't we do more hand to hand combat?"

"It's important to know this stuff, it could save your life." She helped her aim one of her guns at a setup target, lifting her arm higher and briefly grazing one of her boobs.

"You can't keep your hands off my breasts can you?"

"Huh?"

Miranda laughed, "Nothing."

"I've never touched your boobs."

"I wasn't going to say anything but you did sort of squeeze my boob in your sleep one night."

"What?! You liar! You're just being weird again like you were in the shower."

Miranda couldn't help but laugh; Mindy sent her out for errands. She snapped at her for wearing a half shirt, telling her she should change but miranda just laughed, leaving the safe house. Mindy wasn't sure why she was feeling so mad. She needed to figure out why. She found an ad for a therapist that had a radio show, , maybe she had some answers. She used a phone booth outside of the warehouse to call her.

"Hello, you're talking with Dr. Janice, who am I speaking to?"

Mindy had to think of a fake name just in case, "…Stephanie."

"Hi, Stephanie. What can I do for you today?"

"Well, I have this friend who I'm staying with and we get along great and everything but…I don't know, lately things have been different."

"How so? Is your friend a boy or a girl?"

"A girl. She's older, I'm sort of her only friend. I just get kind of pissed at her some times, but I don't know why. Some times I lash out and I don't want to do that."

"Is it something she does?"

"Well, some times I don't like what she wears when we go out. Guys practically drool over her."

"Are you angry that she gets all that attention?"

"Well, yeah. I'm not sure why, I mean, it's not like I want anyone looking at me like that. I've watched her closely when we work out together, she is really attractive..."

"Well, Stephanie, maybe you feel a little jealous."

"But, I'm not jealous of her!"

"No, I mean, you care a lot about your friend. You don't like it when guys are staring at her. Do you feel protective of her?"

"Well, yes."

"Do you find yourself thinking about her a lot?"

"Yes, she is the only person in my life right now."

"Stephanie, can I ask you something that is kind of personal?"

"Well yes, I can't imagine what you could ask me that would be that personal."

"Are you a lesbian?"

Mindy was quiet for a moment, the good doctor had to make sure ''Stephanie" was still there. "I-I…What?!"

"Sorry if I offended you, Stephanie. It's just the way that you've described your relationship with your friend, it just sounds…"

"Well, I've never felt that way for a girl before."

"Are you dating anyone?"

"No…I don't really do that."

"So, you've never gone on a date with a boy before?"

"I'm just always busy…"

"Do you have feelings for the opposite sex?"

"…Maybe this was a bad idea..."

"I'm sorry, Stephanie, I didn't mean…"

"…I mean we share a bed and she did accuse me of copping a feel but I don't think I'm…"

"...You may be in denial."

"Well, I'm not! , what kind of a doctor are you?!", Mindy slammed the phone down and left the booth. She didn't some quack telling her she had some deep desires for her roommate. It was ridiculous…right?

More in the next chapter! Thanks for reading!