A/N - and this chapter concludes my mass posting... again, apologies for my lack of posting over the weekend, unfortunatly life has to take the front seat sometimes, but i will try to not allow too many gaps and too long a time pass between posts.
Thanks to all of those reviewing, i read each review and take the critisism with a pinch of salt, and the praise with a huge smile. to the reviewer who commented in my flaw in the heights of Bridget and Frankie, thankyou for bringing this to my attention, i had not realised that i had gotten it wrong, however i am kind of invested now, so will have to keep it as it is, but thankyou for letting me know about my fk up, note to self to fact check better in future!
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On to chapter 15... enjoy!
AL xx
"Hey Jane" Bridget welcomed from the barbeque as she saw Frankie's boss enter their back garden, she had only met the woman a handful of time over drinks after work when she met up with Frankie, but the woman seemed genuinely nice and seemed to approve of Frankie and was happy to help her.
"Hi Bridget, nice to see you again" Jane smiled warmly as she sat at the table near the barbeque and they exchanged small talk until Frankie returned with her laptop.
"Can I get either of you a drink?" Bridget asked as she watched her partner switch back into work mode, she had spent the weekend so far making love with and relaxing with Frankie, nobody else in the world existed and they were happy and content in their own little bubble, which had now burst as Frankie got back to work.
"Thanks babe, I would love a beer... Jane?" Frankie looked to her boss who nodded in approval, she turned her glance towards her partner, who she was happy to notice was still wearing the bracelet, in fact she hadn't taken it off since Friday other than to bath and shower.
Bridget smiled at her and threw her a playful wink, before disappearing to get some beers and let the two women get onto work.
"So where are we at Frankie... how is this case going?" Jane asked warmly, noticing the twinkle in Frankie's eyes.
"It's going ok... but I am nowhere near where I wanted to be. I feel like I keep getting side tracked by other things that pop up" Frankie frowned.
"Well you know that's not necessarily a bad thing, you never know which thread will lead you into something that could blow a case wide open. You have to be thorough, look into everything, and only eliminate it when your certain it doesn't hold weight in your case. Even then you need to keep it in mind, just in case the opposing side brings it up. Your doing really well, this is a massive case Frankie, anyone, even the best legal team, would feel the weight of it eventually, and you have been doing this all on your own" Jane smiled as she patted Frankie's wrist warmly.
"Now lets take a look and see where we are. Lets start from the end and work our way forwards ok. Where are we with the freak thing" Jane asked, smiling her thanks at Bridget as the woman handed her a cold Hahn Super dry.
"well so far I have been unable to find out how Bea got outside, and until her memories come back, I doubt I will be able to. I suspect strongly that it is foul play from a prison official, but I have no way to confirm that yet. If that is the case... then we can push for a sentence reduce based on Bea being seriously injured due to neglect of care... but I need to find out exactly what happened before I can guarantee on being able to use that" Frankie frowned, the mystery of how Bea Smith managed to get outside the prison to confront the freak was starting to piss her off, if she was still on the inside she would be able to find out far easier.
"And there is no footage in the archives showing it?" Jane asked, frowning when Frankie shook her head.
"The only footage showing anything to do with Bea that day is her wandering around as normal, and then suddenly she is outside, the freak appears, they say something, Bea lunges forward with what we now know was a screwdriver, which we don't know where it came from, Ferguson overpowers her and suddenly Fergusson is stabbing the shit out of her, seventeen bloody times! Seriously, you need to see this to understand how much of a psycho this woman is" Frankie announced, turning her screen to her boss who gasped in disgust.
"Jesus, she almost looks... turned on by it, like it is a fantasy finally being played out... but that's good, we can use that to build the bigger picture for the jurors, I doubt anyone will look at this and not feel disgust and horror" Jane stated, as she nodded to her friend to continue.
"Right, I also reviewed the footage of the freaks visits with Shayne, I mean I know that he was involved somehow and after he tried to shoot me he disappeared off the face of the earth, so I got Vera to check up on the visits Shayne paid her inside, then I found the footage. Now from one of the camera angles, you can just about see Fergusson talking to Shayne, you can't tell its Shayne from the footage because its just the back of his head, but with the date and time stamped footage, and a copy of his arrival signature in the log in book at the prison, we can link the two together... now what's interesting is, I got a friend to clean up the imagery a little bit, and then sent the finalised footage to Greg at work... " Frankie grinned at her boss "don't worry he did it last weekend and it cost me a carton of Budweiser Light" Jane nodded her approval and Frankie continued.
"So his brother in law is a forensic analyst, some big wig in the Melbourne police, and he looked over the footage and was able to lip read what was said... now the good thing here is, he has qualifications in analysing footage and reading peoples body language and lip reading right... so he wrote out a transcript... and basically Ferguson is giving Shayne this cryptic message to be at the courthouse with a gun and to shoot Will Jackson"
"The prison officer? How does he come into it?" Jane asked in confusion.
"Well in two ways. Firstly before working at the prison, he was a social worker, and he was the case worker that had a child removed from a prisoner called Jiana at Blackmoor, Jiana and Ferguson had an illicit affair, the baby that was removed by Will Jackson was Jiana's baby, and so Ferguson wanted revenge on him for that. Will Jackson and Bea have always had a close relationship too... not in a sordid way, but in a mutual respect kind of way, he visited her daughter in the morgue to say goodbye to her for Bea, He went to her daughters funeral when she couldn't go, she saved his ass when he was wrongly accused of murdering her ex, she helped him out when the red right hand tried to frame him for the murder, the two of them ran into a burning building to save my life... it goes on and on, they are like a fucked up version of Batman and Robin" Frankie laughed at her own joke and took a sip of her beer.
"ok, so how does this help Bea?" Jane asked, for the first time getting a sense of what Frankie meant when she said it was overwhelming.
"well that's just it, I'm not 100% certain it does yet, but there's just this gut feeling that it does some way. Perhaps it just helps to paint the bigger picture of the shit storm that Bea was caught up in and that she really was fighting for her own life. It doesn't excuse her actions, but it does give us arguable doubt that she had to act the way she did, or she would have been killed"
Jane nodded in thought. "We need to find out how Bea got outside that day, that could be the key to all of this"
"I reckon it is probably the same person who allowed the freak to hotshot Allie, drug and try to murder Bea and get the drugs into prison both times... for all I know it could be the same person who did the hit on Nils Jesper" Frankie sighed.
"Talking of Nils Jesper... now Ferguson got off on her charges because he was no longer able to testify because he just happened to be murdered that day. Now firstly I know for a fact that Ferguson hired the hit on him, I just need to work out how she did it and who she hired, that will bring charges to her own sentence. I managed to find the manuscripts of his interviews with the police after his arrest, now they don't go into fantastic detail... but they do show him admitting to running down Officer Fletcher on the order of Ferguson, and also the attempted murder of Fletcher... now he also says something interesting in here... where is it, hold on" Frankie opens up the file and flicks through it till she finds the place she had highlighted and put notations next to it.
"Look here... 'she called all the shots, I was told where to go and what to do, and I did it. She would pay me in cash which she would leave in an envelope on top of the tyre of her car, and I would go and collect it. If I needed a key or id pass to get into somewhere for the next job, she would put it in there too'… now this got me thinking, where Ferguson would be sending him where he needed keys and ID's... I think she sent him into the prison to attack Bea. There was this chick called Jodie, and basically, long story short... the freak was torturing her in the slot, Bea and I found out and tried to help her, Bea was going with Jodie to the hearing of the complaint she made about the freak and suddenly Bea just flips out, goes all crazy and gets herself put on the psych ward... completely out of the blue! then it was discovered that she had drugs in her system, and Bea doesn't touch drugs especially after what happened to her daughter. Now Bea was convinced some man attacked her, but everyone thought she was crazy right..." Frankie threw an apologetic smile to Bridget, who at the time had also thought Bea was losing her mind.
"Well anyway, it turns out that some guy did get into the prison to attack her, and his name was Nils Jesper. Now I'm sure Gidge would have had to write up reports about it at the time, stating that Bea was convinced she was attacked by some guy." Frankie glanced at Bridget who was listening intently, impressed by the tangled web her partner was navigating through like an old pro. Bridget nodded her head in confirmation that such report did in fact exist.
"so we have Bea Smith in a psych ward with drugs in her system that she didn't take herself. We have Nils Jesper saying that the freak provided him with keys and id if needed... I managed to get my mate Boomer to look through Bea's things and found a picture of the guy that attacked her, its Nils Jesper, but I have no way of proving when it was drawn... that was until that I remembered that Bea andFfletcher were in cahoots after Bea realised it was the freak who tried to have him killed, anyways, Bea gave him the picture, which he photocopied... at work. A friend of a friend told of me this way that you can get into a photocopier machines internal computer to retrieve information, it normally only lasts a year, but because the photocopier is in a prison, the prison is required to replace the chip once a year so that all records are kept a hold of. I spoke to Vera and found out where they kept the old chips, and low and behold they were stored in her office. I got my friend to walk her through how to retrieve the data and bingo... we have proof that Bea's image thatFfletcher photocopied was on a date well before Nils Jesper was arrested, and so Bea couldn't have known what he looked like and forge the picture to tamper with evidence. I then decided to have a little look on the cctv footage around the prison on the date Bea was attacked by this guy, and guess what... a van registered to him, with a guy looking suspiciously like him is seen driving to and parking near the prison, then leaving half an hour later... it shows him holding something against his neck too.. Which would likely be a tissue or something to staunch the blood from where Bea gouged out a piece of his neck as he attacked her. Now Bea found his skin under her nails, she managed to get it outside the prison and to Kaz Proctor, who had a friend in the police who ran a scan. I spoke to a few people and managed to get his name... and he emailed me the report he had to do with his findings."
"Holy shit" both Jane and Bridget looked shocked after they caught up with Frankie's narration.
"So you can link Ferguson to hiring a hitman to attack Bea, you can trace the guy to being in the area at the time Bea would have been attacked and leaving with an injury which Bea gave him, and you have forensic evidence from the police linking that it was definitely him. you have a written testimony from him that Ferguson had means to let him in... that's fantastic, it proves that Ferguson was out to get Bea and that Bea's self defence claim isn't unfounded" Jane grinned, proud of the young woman sat in front of her who was nodding tiredly.
"the only thread I cant get in this, is Fletcher, he has literally dropped off the face of the earth. If I could find him and get him to testify, then that would just cement this whole part of the case" Frankie frowned.
"I can help with that" Bridget smiled. "Vera knows where he is, they stay in touch"
"Why would he stay in touch with Vera?" Frankie asked confused.
"They had a bit of a thing back in the day and have remained friends. He is in South Australia, he took his insurance money, cashed it out and moved. Bought a farm with cash using a new name so the freak couldn't find him, and is living a peaceful life... apparently he has met a girl called Claire and is happily in love and better than ever" Bridget announced, wondering why Frankie hadn't brought it up earlier and she could have solved the mystery.
"Wait, Fletch and Vera... Jesus... ouch! I mean Jane, you have to understand... Vera is this tiny little thing, barely five foot five and Fletch is this huge monster of a man, easily six foot three, and well built... I mean that has got to hurt, it would be like a Pug mating with a Doberman!" Frankie said seriously causing laughter from her two companions, she scrunched her face in disgust. "How do you know so much about this anyway Gidge?"
"Vera was a bit cut up about it when she found out, remember that night we went out for dinner and drinks at the last minute, not long after you got out? After a few wines she broke down and spilled her guts about it, I think its safe to say that the new officer... Jake Stewart, has taken her mind off her broken heart though" Bridget smiled, glad that she could assist.
"Right, I'll set up a meeting with Vera and try and get hold of Fletch, see if he would be interested in helping make sure the freak is gone for good. If he is trying to settle down and is scared enough to disappear and change his name, then I'm sure he will want the safety of knowing she cant get to him" Frankie nodded, more to herself than anything as she opened up a word document and began aggressively typing out notes of things she needed to do following on from this meeting.
"Lunch" Bridget announced as she began carrying over plates of meat and bowls of salad. The three women sat chatting easily as they ate, Jane telling Frankie and Bridget all about the antics of her husband and children, telling the two women that they would have to come for dinner one weekend and meet her family. Bridget and Frankie nodding their thanks and setting it up.
As Monday morning approached, Frankie found herself kissing her girlfriend goodbye and jumping in the car for a few days away. She had cleared it with Jane, and after visiting Vera with a bottle of wine on Sunday night, Bridget and Frankie had convinced Vera to pass on Fletch's address, with a promise that Frankie would keep it top secret. And so now Frankie found herself driving to the airport to catch an impromptu flight to Adelaide, where she would pick up her hire car, and go find Fletch.
It was a short flight, only an hour and a half, and Frankie was soon collecting her flight bag and making her way to the hire car place, glad to not be stood in the queues of people waiting for their suitcases to arrive on the conveyor belt. She picked up the keys and was escorted to a large 4x4, after researching the address she had been given for Fletch late last night, she had decided that to get to the secluded area he lived in, she needed a practical vehicle, she was pleased with the two year old Mitsubishi Pajero Exceed that she was given. After depositing her bag in the back seat, she fired up the GPS and input Fletch's address and began the three hour drive from the airport to his farm, she was nervous of the reception she would receive and wasn't sure if Vera would keep her promise and not forewarn Fletch she was coming.
As the kilometres passed, and the scenery changed from city, to suburbs, to rural, Frankie felt herself relax a little and enjoy the car ride, her musings were interrupted by her phone ringing through her earpiece.
"Franky Doyle" She answered warmly.
"I hate you being in a different state, it feels weird" Bridget sighed, glad to hear her partners voice.
"Hey baby, I know right, I wish you were with me, its actually really beautiful out here. I have never been a country girl but Jesus, its so quiet and still... I reckon I need to bring you here one day" Frankie grinned at the thought of taking her girlfriend on their first holiday.
"I would very much love that, I just wanted to check in and make sure you arrived alright" Bridget grinned, she loved hearing how relaxed her partner was, it was obvious just in the tone of her voice.
"Yep no problems, I got searched at the airport by security though, the whole works, bag check, drug swab, bomb swap, sniffer dogs... you name it" Frankie grinned, she couldn't feel angry at them, she knew if she was airport security and a convicted ex prisoner came through, she would be extra careful, its what made flights safer after all.
"I'm sorry baby, that's probably something you will need to get used to. Anyways I just wanted to make sure you arrived and were ok, I have an appointment with Bea in a few minutes so will be busy for a few hours" Bridget frowned, slightly jealous that she was stuck in her office whilst Frankie was off driving around South Australia.
"It could be worse, I could still be inside right... I probably have about another two hours drive to go before I reach Fletch's, I'm going to stop in the next town for a coffee and some breakfast, then try and get this drive over, he had better be there when I get there" Frankie grimaced at the thought.
"Did you get the car ok? Is it nice?" Bridget asked, her conversation interrupted as Officer Miles entered her office with Bea, she smiled warmly at the two women and motioned for Bea to take a seat and she would be with her in a second.
"Yeah its really nice, very butch. I will send you a photo when I stop" Frankie laughed.
"You do that, I will look forward to it, I have to go baby, Bea's here" Bridget said.
"Ok, have fun... say hey to Red for me" Frankie replied happily, she liked how close her partner and best friend were getting, her grin broadened when she heard Bridget pass her message along to her friend, who called out 'Hey Frankie' in return.
"Ill speak to you later on ok, love you babe" Frankie grinned into the phone, she couldn't get enough of saying those words to Bridget.
"Yep love you too, drive safely"
"So where is driving?" Bea asked with an amused smirk at the flush of happiness on Bridget's face.
"I cant really say... but lets just say she has gone to see an old friend who may be able to help her with a problem" Bridget winked knowingly at Bea, she didn't want to risk messing anything up for Fletch.
"Ah right... well it cant be the governor because I just bumped into her" Bea laughed as Bridget rolled her eyes.
"You know Frankie threatened me that if I encouraged your jokes on her crush she was going to start punishing me" Bridget grinned cheekily.
"Ahhh, where's the fun in that! I guess that means it's up to me and the girls to keep the ribbing alive then" Bea giggled.
"hell no, I told her she can do her worst" Bridget laughed, they were interrupted by Bridget's phone beeping still in her hand, she threw an apologetic look at Bea and when she looked she realised it was a picture message from Frankie, she quickly opened it and guffawed quickly before turning the phone for Bea to see.
Franky had obviously found a town to stop in, and had managed to get someone to take a picture of her sat on the bonnet of her hire car, a large black 4x4, complete with snorkel, spotlights and roof mounts with an array of tools. Franky was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a white t-shirt and a plaid shirt, and had found a straw hat from somewhere. She was chewing cheekily on a piece of straw and had two border collies sat at the front tire, and an Australian cattle dog sat on the bonnet next to her, she looked like she belonged in the countryside.
"Oh god, that is priceless... she looks like she is on that tv show 'Farmer wants a Wife' " Bea almost hyperventilated with laughter.
Bridget quickly typed out a message with a huge grin on her face before silencing her phone, tossing it on her desk and turning her attention to the red head in front of her.
"So Bea, how was your weekend?"
"from what Frankie told me of her plans on Friday, I'm going to hazard a guess that it wasn't as good as yours" Bea winked suggestively causing Bridget to laugh as she flushed.
"Yes we did have a rather good weekend... thankyou for talking her into taking it off" Bridget thanked her honestly.
"Oh I phoned, all ready to kick her arse and tell her she was banned from anything with my name on it, but she was one step ahead and was already at the shops and making plans" Bea confided with a smirk.
"I take it her plans paid out then" Bea asked, genuinely interested in the happiness of her two friends.
"Yeah, it was lovely, when we get you out of here you will have to try Frankie's cooking... my god, I have to hold myself back so I don't become overweight, I could just keep eating and eating" Bridget promised with a smirk.
"It's a date" Bea announced, the sat quietly, losing herself in her thought.
"What's on your mind Bea?" Bridget asked noticing the change.
"I was thinking maybe its time to change my hair... I mean I know I've pretty much always had it like this in prison, I mean Frankie even named me after it, but I don't feel like it suits me anymore" Bea opened her thoughts up to let Bridget in.
"and why is that worrying you?"
"I just feel like its another step away from the person I was" Bea admitted shyly.
"is that such a bad thing? Your changing. Your adapting, growing. Frankie isn't the same person as she was this time last year, I know I'm not either... we all evolve Bea"
"Yeah but the person I was, is the person Allie fell in love with, If I change too much... maybe she wont love me anymore" Bea confessed the root of her problem.
"Ok well to begin with, I doubt very much that is going to be an issue here, Allie worships the ground that you walk on, she's crazy about you, and even if she didn't make it obvious, I can tell you for a fact that its true because she told me... secondly, your not the same person you were anymore Bea, you cant live your live acting a certain way for the benefit of someone, despite who they are or how important they are to you. If they are a good person, then they will grow with you, they will watch as you evolve and they will flourish with pride... if they don't, then perhaps it isn't a healthy relationship for you to be in" Bridget watched the internal struggle on Bea's face.
"Allie loves you Bea, the colour of your hair isn't going to change that, I promise you this" Bridget took her friends hand in her own and smiled softly as the other woman nodded unsurely.
"So what colour are you thinking of?" Bridget suddenly asked excitedly, hoping to inject some confidence into the woman in front of her.
"I was thinking back to my natural... I have been having a lot of memories lately, mainly of Debbie being little, and she always used to play with my hair, I would put her down to sleep at night and she would just lay there staring at me with her big eyes and twirling my hair around her finger, I think I want to go back to how it was then" Bea confessed.
"More memories hey?" Bridget prodded.
"Yeah, a lot more actually, I kind of feel like I remember almost as I have forgotten now... its almost like there are just some little parts of my life that are missing" Bea confided.
"That's great news, have you found a pattern to when the seem to come back?" Bridget asked thoughtfully, when she saw the blush flush across Bea's face, she wondered what her secret was.
"They seem to mainly come back when Allie and I are... being intimate..." Bea admitted.
"Well I suppose that's understandable, I mean we know that your memory seems to come back best when your relaxed and not trying to force it, and when are you ever as relaxed as you are when your... being intimate" Bridget smiled, showing Bea that she had nothing to be embarrassed over.
"I guess, it just makes it a little awkward sometimes, I mean we will be lost in this really beautiful moment, then all of a sudden I'm freaking out because I'm having a memory of getting my arse handed to me by Harry... for example"
"Do you think that's the source of your concern over your hair colour? Because of the feelings that have been dragged up over Harry recently?" Bridget guided.
"I guess, I mean I know Allie isn't Harry, she couldn't be further...but..." As Bea trailed off, Bridget took pity.
"and that's the whole point here, Allie isn't Harry, and its just going to take some time for you to come to terms with that and trust in it. Allie will support you no matter what, she will help and guide you through this, if anything she is just concerned about pushing you too far" Bridget confided, knowing that she shouldn't really be divulging information from another patient, but this once wouldn't hurt anyone.
"Thanks Bridge, you know I think I would have lost my mind if I didn't have you to talk to everyday" Bea admitted.
"Well I am always here for you, professionally and personally, Frankie's family is my family, and I just want to see you healthy and happy again, so whatever I can do to help, you just let me know and if I can, I will... yeah?" Bridget soothed, smiling when she saw Bea give a teary nod.
After the session, Bea returned to the unit to find the residents of H1 sitting around the table and playing cards, Allie grinned at her as she entered and Bea kissed her softly on the forehead.
"Hey Maxi, reckon you could give me a hand in the showers?" Bea asked, causing surprise to everyone around the table, but mostly to Maxi and Allie who glanced to each other in confusion, Allie gently nodded towards Maxi, granting her approval to do ask Bea asked and that it wouldn't cause any problems.
Maxine rose and followed Bea, waiting until they were out of sight and hearing before pulling her to a stop with a questioning glance.
"Ok, Allie is wanting to kick my arse right now, despite how well she hides it, so tell me what's going on?" Maxi demanded softly.
"I need your help dying my hair and I wanted it to be a surprise for Allie" Bea said with a laugh.
"Oh is that all... well come on then" Maxi grabbed Bea's arm and guided her towards the bathrooms.
"How's the rug rat?" Bea asked quietly once she knew they were alone in the communal bathrooms.
"Growing... it wont be long now before Booms cant hide it anymore" Maxi grinned.
"How are you feeling about it all?"
"Excited, so, so excited. I know Booms and I aren't in a intimate kind of relationship, but I do love her, she is one of my best friends and I think the world of her, its an amazing experience to be doing something like this with someone you love like that... but I'm scared about what's going to happen when people find out... I mean what will the repercussions be from the governor? What will the other women say... I'm just worried is all... and what if someone tries to hurt Booms because they don't approve?"
"Really Maxi, I think your just worrying, for worrying's sake... you have me and the girls, we will protect our family... and no one is going to actively hurt a pregnant woman are they" Bea asked, thinking about how her own daughter had fallen victim to a woman in prison. She had been getting a lot of memories about Debbie lately, and she happily lavished herself in the memories.
"I guess your right... I'm just worried" Maxi admitted.
"Come here" Bea pulled Maxine into a huge hug, the pair laughing when some of Bea's hair dye went all over Maxine's cheek and neck.
"Surprise" Maxine called out two hours later when they returned to H1, They had dyed Bea's hair, then given it a quick trim to tidy it up before using the only hair dryer in the prison to style it a little.
"Holy shit Bea, you look fantastic" Boomer yelled excitedly as she jumped up and bounced like a child.
"Thanks Booms, girls" Bea grinned at the beaming faces nodding appreciatively at her.
"Allie what do you think?" Bea asked shyly as she glanced to her girlfriend, who was sat speechless, she watched in amusement as wordlessly Allie walked towards her, grabbed her hand and dragged her towards their cell where she closed the door. For a split second, Bea's heart jumped into her mouth as she worried that she had upset Allie and was about to face her wrath, but when Allie pulled her roughly into her and began assaulting her lips as she spun her around and pressed her against the door, her fears dissipated as the desire washed over her.
Allies lips left her own and instead found her neck, whilst her hands began to fumble with the waistline of her trousers, before she knew what was happening, she felt Allies finger slide against her, causing her to almost jump at the rush of excitement, surprised herself to feel how wet she was at Allies response.
"Does this mean you like it?" Bea breathed out, trying hard to find her voice and not lose herself in the feelings Allie was creating within her.
"Fuck yes, do you even realise how fucking hot you look?" Allie gasped as she pulled back and looked into Bea's eyes, seeing a look of uncertainty in there, she leant forward a placed a chaste kiss against her lips as she slid a finger easily inside of her lover, who groaned in response and moved her body closer to her lover.
"You are incredible Bea... totally fucking incredible, and I will never get over just how beautiful you are, inside and out. I cant imagine being with anyone but you" Allie admitted honestly.
"Are you trying to propose to me or something" Bea laughed as she wrapped her arms around Allie's neck and allowed the younger woman to support some of her weight so that she could get in a more comfortable and easier positon as she felt the younger woman pull out of her slightly before thrusting two fingers hungrily inside of her.
"One day Bea, one day I will make you my wife and we will spend the rest of our lives doing this" Allie stated confidently as she curled her fingers towards Bea's spot with a smirk.
"Well when you decide to do that" Bea breathed as she tried to regain some composure. "Just know that the answer will definitely be yes" Bea swooned as she learnt forward to claim the blondes lips with her own.