Author's Note:

Here is some background info (a short biography if you will) of Zoe McKenzie. This original character (and other original characters that appear in the story) are copyrighted so don't steal.

Zoe Katherine McKenzie
Age: 54-as of 2013
Birthday: 7 October
Sexual Orientation: Openly gay
Height: 5"2 (154 cm)
Weight: 55 kgs
Hair: brown, long
Eyes: brown
Career: Museum Curator
Crime: Murder
Sentence: Ten years and four months
Date of incarceration: December 2004
Significant Other: Frieda Berlin
Past relationships: Galina "Red" Reznikov
Family: Laura and David McKenzie (parents, deceased when she was 17)
Paige Joyce McKenzie (older sister, deceased)

Friends: Sophia Burset (best friend)
Gina Murphy (bunkmate in 2013)
Rosa "Miss Rosa" Cisneros (bunkmate In Max during their first stint in Max. Has appeared in story)
Anita DeMarco
Suzanne Warren
Tiffany "Pennsatucky" Doggett
Miss Claudette Pelage
Nicky Nichols
Big Boo
Erica "Yoga" Jones
Cindy "Black Cindy" Hayes
Tasha "Taystee" Jefferson
Poussey Washington
Tricia Miller
Joe Caputo
Natalie "Fig" Figueroa
Gloria Mendoza
Maria Ruiz
Alex Vause

Enemies:
Red (former lover)
Helen Skankey
Judy King
Leanne Taylor
Angie Rice
Vee Parker
Janae Watson
Audrey O Brien (original character)
Ingrid Powell (original character)
Sarah Waters (original character)
Julie Newman (original character)
Sam Healy
Brook SoSo
Aleida Diaz
Piper Chapman

CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR

"You're sounding ominous," Zoe went to the desk and picked up a container of yogurt. Frieda walked over and put her arms around her waist and kissed the back of her neck. Zoe craned her neck and they shared a long, satisfying kiss.

" What do you think is the most erotic thing we've ever done?" Fried asked as she rained kissed along Zoe's throat and face. She slid her hand down into Zoe's pants and her fingers began exploring, gently rubbing Zoe's clit.

" This isn't erotic?" Zoe asked and gasped as she felt herself becoming wet quickly. It was amazing what Frieda can do to her to make her feel this way.

" This is tame compared to the stuff we've done." Frieda replied, " I think the most erotic thing we've done was the shower sex we just had a couple of days ago. You on your knees and going at it on me…I haven't stopped thinking about that."

Zoe raised her eyebrows at her, " Well…I think it was during the Time Hump Chronicles craze. Remember? We weren't back together then but we relapsed when I was still with Red and the things we did in your bunker after we read Suzanne's story…whew." Frieda's fingers were stroking faster now and they both fell silent for a minute. Zoe tightened her grip around Frieda's waist and leaned in against her, kissing her neck as Frieda's finger went in deeper.

Frieda chuckled, " I guess it's a tie," Frieda replied as Zoe's lips found hers.

Zoe tried to hold on but she moaned as she felt herself coming. Frieda kept going even after she came and she found herself coming a second time.

Frieda kissed her cheek and went to sit down but Zoe grabbed her arm, " What about you?"

" I'm fine-I can wait til tonight," Frieda answered but Zoe knelt down on her knees and pulled Frieda's pants down.

" What are you doing?" Frieda hissed amused but fell silent when Zoe's tongue started working on her, focusing on her clit. She leaned against the bunk bed and grabbed hold of the top bunk. " Jesus H Christ," Frieda moaned. After awhile, they both sat down on Frieda's bed.

" Do you remember when you first fell in love with me?" Zoe asked Frieda as they curled up together.

" Yes I do," Frieda replied, " It took me awhile to realise I was and do you remember Irma? She was the one who finally convinced me that I had fallen head over heels for you."

Nine and Half Years Ago

Frieda glanced over at Zoe McKenzie, the new inmate. She'd been at Litchfield two weeks and Frieda liked her. She was quiet, didn't talk much but whenever she did have something to say it was always interesting.

Zoe had recently gotten her khakis and had been transferred to the Suburbs with a new roommate- Erica "Yoga" Jones.

" How do you like your new roommate?" Irma asked Zoe.

" Jones? She's nice enough. She gave me this whole speech about mandalas."

" Oh yes the mandala speech," Irma chuckled, " I remember that."

Frieda studied the new inmate. Her long brown hair fell to her shoulders in waves and had big brown eyes that sparkled with mischief. Frieda had a feeling that sparkle will disappear soon enough. This place was soul-sucking and lonely.

If you become friends with her, she won't feel so lonely and that sparkle in her eyes might stay, Frieda thought and at that moment her heart skipped a beat. She's really pretty, Frieda admitted to herself then had another thought. I can't be in love with her… can I? The very thought was ridiculous.

Later that afternoon, Frieda walked by the bathroom and heard a distressing-sounding cry. She peered around the doorway and felt her blood go cold. Zoe had her back against the far wall and cowered as two inmates surrounded her. Frieda recognised them as Ingrid Powell and Audrey O'Brien. Frieda could see that she had a black eye and a cut lip. Powell lifted her fist to hit her again and Frieda winced Powell's fist connected with Zoe's jaw.

" Hey!" Frieda shouted, and both women whirled around.

" Back off Berlin," O'Brien growled, " This doesn't concern you."

Frieda walked closer, " Yes it does. You're beating up my friend. Lay off or I'll get one of the guards and you'll both go to seg."

O'Brien ignored her warning and raised her fist again but Frieda grabbed her elbow, " Hurt one more hair on her head and you'll have to deal with me," Frieda growled and O'Brien lowered her fist.

" C'mon, let's go. It's not worth getting in a tangle with Berlin," Powell said and O'Brien snorted disdainfully. She shoved Frieda aside and headed for the exit but not before turning around and glaring at both women.

" This isn't over," she warned them before they left.

Frieda took out her wash cloth from her shirt pocket and gently held it to her cut lip. Zoe winced, " I don't know why they started attacking me," Zoe said.

" Let's get you some help," Frieda said putting an arm around her shoulders and hugging Zoe close to her side and lead her out. Zoe's in my arms, Frieda thought as her heart starting thumping wildly again. I want to kiss her, Frieda thought. She'd never wanted someone so bad before. I'm not in love with her! She told herself for the second time that day.