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Velma Kelly who had maybe slept for five hours in three days time, woke up feeling more refreshed than she had in years. Hours came and went as Velma lay in awe watching her flaxen-haired beauty sleep peaceful and serene. So many thoughts waylaid her mind, though not a one felt anything less than exciting or blissful to her.
Finally Roxie stirred. Velma looked over to the alarm clock on the nightstand, which by now read almost 2 o'clock. "So The Velma Kelly was too much for the infamous Roxie Hart after all?" Kidded Velma as she rubbed the tummy of her playmate who was now stretching in the most catlike of manners.
"Yeah me and half of Chicago." Roxie wearily quipped back, eyes still half closed. "Oooh, what a nasty implication...I liked that!" Velma joked. She grinned playfully and leaned over for a quick peck on the lips.
"I'm hungry. What time is it anyway?" asked Roxie. "Ten? Eleven?" "It's quarter to two, Rox. Time really does fly when you're havin' fun, huh?" Velma winked.
Suddenly Roxie shot out of bed. "2 o'clock?!" she yelled as she threw on her nightie. "Here your clothes must be dry!" Roxie ran over to the rocking chair gathered up Velma's dress and stockings and tossed them at her full force on the bed.
"What? You're throwing me out?" asked Velma in a state of bewilderment. "Oh I'm sorry, Vel. I gotta be somewhere in an hour and I still have to shower, get dressed, do my makeup..." she continued as she began to make the bed with Velma still in it.
"Well who are you going to see that you haffta get all gussied up for?" Asked Velma irritably, a spark of jealousy evident in her eyes as well as her tone.
Roxie stopped dead in her tracks. She could feel her pulse quicken and her palms begin to sweat. 'You'd think after all this time, I'd get used to lyin'.' she thought to herself. "I, uh, I have a doctor's appointment today at three, and I can't miss it Velma." Said Roxie shakily.
"On a Sunday?!" Questioned Velma, now a little more than suspicious. "Yeah well, it's really important a-and I've had this appointment for a while now." Roxie stuttered slightly as she spoke.
"Oh God, honey, is it anything serious?" asked Velma now more concerned than anything else. Roxie sighed with relief as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her forehead. "No, no I'm fine. I've just been feeling a bit tired and achy lately. I thought I'd see my doctor about it and this was the only time he could take me, that's all."
Velma laughed. "Well that's understandable, kid. We have rehearsals three times a week and shows every Friday and Saturday. That's why you're tired and achy. Come on," Velma pleaded grabbing Roxie by the hand and pulling her back into bed. "You don't need to see a doctor for that. I can give you all the doctorin' you need. Why, we can play doctor here right now." Velma asserted sultrily as she sugarcoated Roxie's back with kisses.
Roxie could feel every part of her body begin to dissolve to Velma's touch. More than anything she wanted to stay in bed with her beloved. If it was up to her she could have just squandered away all of eternity with her right there on that bed, abandoning every show, every responsibility, every life, except that of Velma's and her own. But alas, Roxie had made previous engagements. Engagements that she had to keep and get done with, so that she could be with her sweetheart once again.
"I'm sorry Velma, I have to go. It wouldn't be right not to after having this thing scheduled for so long." Cited Roxie.
"It wouldn't be right?" Velma repeated. As she began to dress herself she sighed. "Boy Roxie, I'm starting to believe prison really did reform you or somethin'. Ah, no matter. Seeing you in this light for the first time is starting to make me wanna be a better person. And personally that scares me, 'cos I like bein' a bitch!"
"I've noticed." Replied Roxie cheekily. "Listen Velma, tomorrow after rehearsal we can spend the day...or the night together. Whichever you prefer." She said alluringly with a wink. "I'm big on variety myself, how about both." Said Velma flashing a fiendish grin.
"I'll be counting down the minutes. From this day forth I'll never be able to imagine being all alone without my little prison kitten." Murmured Roxie.
Velma broke down in laughter. "Prison kitten! I like that!" she Chortled. "But seriously Rox, don't you ever get scared living in this part of town without any protection?" "Well Velma, now I have you to keep me warm while I sleep soundly at night, but before, I had this..." Roxie walked over to her desk by the door and opened up the top drawer and pulled out a .45 caliber Colt model pistol.
"Oh, I see where this is going. I won't leave you Roxie, I promise!" Both girls burst out laughing. "Really, where'd you get it, Rox?" asked Velma.
"One of the guys I was seein' gave it to me. He said living in a big city like this alone is dangerous for a girl, and seeing as it was me, he figured I'd know how to use it." She giggled.
"As long as your not tempted to use it as a method of persuasion." Velma joked. "Yeah, Yeah. I'm gonna go call you a cab now, Vel." Said Roxie as she closed the gun up back in the drawer. "Don't bother, Roxie. It's a beautiful day today, I think I'll walk home. Lemme just freshen up in the bathroom for a minute and then I'll be outta your hair."
As Velma made her way into the bathroom, Roxie pulled out the bottom right drawer of the desk. Inside she pulled out a little navy silk box. When she opened the box she removed a large multi-caret diamond ring. She began to shake as forbidden tears slid down her cheeks. She knew, that second, that her heart belonged to Velma...to Velma and no one else. How could she ever go through with this now?
Just then she heard the door to the bathroom swing open. As Velma emerged from the powder room Roxie quickly stuffed the ring into the felt box, threw it into the drawer, and slammed it shut. Roxie composed herself as Velma made her way towards her, swinging her hips defiantly as she walked.
"Until we meet again, darling." Whispered Velma. At once she pulled Roxie to her and kissed her savagely, letting go little by little, greedy for passion, until Roxie felt chills running up and down her spine.
When Velma finally released her grip on the petite blonde, Roxie fell back hitting the desk, clutching to whatever was available for support. The room was spinning, but she never wanted it to stop. She was just as ravenous as her counterpart for more, but she couldn't let it show. She had something to do. And as soon as she was done with it, she could be back with her Velma again, each woman attempting to satisfy their insatiable hunger for one another.
As Velma opened the door to take her leave she stopped and turned to her partner. "Thank you for the best night of my life." She said genuinely. With a cherubic smile that could have tamed the heart of a dragon Roxie replied, "You're getting better at the whole thanking concept, I take it?" "Hmph." Velma laughed. "I guess I am."
TBC very soon...