Dedicated to Caz. The awesome possum that inspires me to write.
Sara woke up to the feeling of calm,
once she opened her eyes, it didn't last long.
She gasped in shock and then fell off the bed,
a pillow she knocked off had saved her head.
The warm cushion her arm was wrapped around,
Was solid like a rock, and sleeping sound.
She took a few breaths, deep and calm for measure,
And she could recall waking up in pleasure.
It felt wrong and confusing, what had she done?
Had she passed out, or had the alcohol won?
She was fully clothed, so no problems there,
with the thought of Catherine she so rudely stared.
What about the figure that lay beneath the sheets?
The thought alone brought red to her cheeks.
She strained, it was so difficult to remember.
All she knew was her name, and the month is December.
She blinked as the lump under the sheets rolled out,
she knew what she saw, without a doubt.
At first the brunette acted as if she didn't see,
Sara covered her eyes 'Oh, please don't look at me.'
"Sara? Where'd you go?" her eyes had gone blurry.
She contemplated getting up in a hurry.
What if Catherine was in a fury?
"Down here." She quietly replied.
The blonde woman jumped, she nearly died.
"How did you...?" She drifted off.
Catherine hid her laugh with a cough.
Sara was embarassed, so she let out a scoff.
"Waking up beside you helped."
"Yeah, I could have sworn I heard a yelp."
"I thought I was pretty silent." Sara replied
"I hate to say it, but your ears lied."
Catherine tried to hide it, noise didn't wake her up,
It was the lack of Sara's body heating her up.
Sara stood and straightened her dress,
The look she had was not made to impress.
Catherine smiled, she thought the contrary,
Sara still looked beautiful when sick and weary.
A cold draft chilled Catherine's back,
she looked down and almost had a heart attack.
She grabbed the sheets as quickly as they fell,
And realized she had been pretty drunk as well.
"I was wondering why you averted your eyes..."
"Oh, I didn't notice." Sara blatantly lied.
"Did we do anything?" "Oh, as if I'D know."
Both women actually hoped, but wouldn't let it show.
"Well, let's hope not, anyways."
"Last time I checked I wasn't gay."
Catherine laughed and turned away.
She wrapped the sheets around herself,
and padded to the bathroom, searching the shelves.
She closed the door and locked it shut,
It was just like her to be a drunk slut.
Sara looked pretty cute though, and pretty together,
Even if she was a little under the weather.
She didn't feel energetic or crazy,
So if they did have sex, it was pretty lazy.
She found a robe and slipped it on,
She slept in until the crack of dawn.
She sighed at her work induced sleeping habits,
And wanted to take her internal clock and stab it.
"What the hell is that?" A rancid scent filled her nose,
She looked to the tub, if she didn't at first, she now knows.
There lay her dress, covered in- "Sara! Eww!"
"What?" she knocked "What's the matter with you?"
Catherine unlocked the door and pointed to the sight.
"Ha! I knew something wasn't quite right..."
Sara walked to the sink and pulled out her tooth brush.
The bright bathroom lights gave her a head rush.
"At least we know we didn't do anything."
"God forbid with my breath" Sara's ears ringed.
Catherine laughed and fought an urge.
"I'm sure it felt good." Referring to what Sara purged.
"I wouldn't know, I'm used to it by now" Sara bowed her head.
"When I was young,I neverate all the stuff that I was fed."
Catherine frowned deeply, andhugged her from behind,
"Sara, you're perfect, there's no need." Catherine sighed.
"Keep holding me, please." Sara nearly melted to her touch.
Autopilot kicked in, Catherine kissed her neck,
Sara's knees buckled, Catherine didn't need to do much.
TBC