Author's note: this is femslash between Janice and Elle, none of my chapters really have rhyme or reason, it's just whatever naughty situations pop up in my head. I obviously own nothing, other than my character in the first chapter, Abigail, which, feel free to use her. Reviews would be appreciated, even negative ones. I realize that none of my previous chapters have any warnings or any disclaimers, I'm working to remedy this. Anyway, Here you go.

"Where's Parkman?" Elle had Janice up against the wall. Her baby was sleeping in his bedroom and Janice had just came home for the day.

"I don't know, he left me." She managed to choke out before Elle released her grip on her throat.

"Any idea where he would be?" she said generating electricity in her palm, trying to intimidate the dark haired woman laying crumpled on the floor before her.

"If I did, I would have had him take a DNA test to prove he's the father of our child by now, don't you think?" Janice squeaked out between coughs, slowly trying to get into a sitting position.

"You mean to tell me he left because he didn't think he was the father of your baby? Aren't you guys married?" Elle stopped playing with electricity, and just watched as Janice sat with her back against the wall and her knees bent up to her chest.

"I had cheated on him. When he found out he could read minds, it was all over. We had one afternoon where he really got me, and I forgot all about his friend that I was having an affair with and then, I slipped up and he found out." She said, putting her face in her hands and beginning to cry.

Elle leaned over her slouched form and placed a comforting hand on her back. She couldn't imagine the pain of trying to be a single mother just because your husband believed your child wasn't his.

"If I find him, rest assured that he'll know about his boy, even if I have to shock it into his brain." Elle said, moving to sit across from Janice.

"I've just been so alone, I go to work, I pick up Matt, get home and then my life revolves around my baby. 6 months of doing this on my own. " She was practically in hysterics.

Elle pulled her into a hug, slightly rocking her back and forth to try to calm her down. Janice slowly began to stop sobbing, seperating herself from Elle's embrace only to look up into her eyes.

"I'm so lonely, no one's even hugged me since Matt left, I mean, other than my son. No one will date me, and even if they would I can't get out of the house. My mom and dad live at least ten hours away. I've got nothing but my son and this stupid apartment." She explained.

Elle felt a twang in her heart, something about Janice made her heart flutter and cry at the same time. She leaned in and gave her a small kiss on the forehead.

"I know what it's like to be lonely, to have every one keep their distance from you like you're some sort of plague." Elle's face was still close to Janice's. She couldn't help but notice how plump her lips were, how they seemed almost inviting.

Truth be told, Elle hadn't had a plethora of intimate experiences. The closest she got was adam right after she turned 18. He was rough, and rude, and inconsiderate, but it was the only sex she'd ever had. She was used to people using her, much like Janice was used to be tossed aside.

"If you want, I can stay a while. I can play it off as I couldn't track you down and stay a couple hours. I know it's not much but, I do enjoy talking to you." She timidly admitted. Janice just slowly nodded her head.

"Some times I wonder why I even fell in love with a man to begin with. It's not like the sex is great and they can even understand what goes on in our head. I mean fuck, I was married to a mind reader and he still left me." She said, picking herself up off the floor.

"It's been my experience that men just take what they want and try to leave you as broken as possible." Elle picked herself up off the floor. She heard a faint cry coming from the room down the hall.

"That's Matt." Janice smoothed her hair and wiped her eyes.

"I can get him, it's no big deal, you relax." Elle walked down the hall to see a baby Matt trying to pull himself to standing on the side of the crib, and getting frustrated when he couldn't. She picked him up and changed his diaper and laid him back down in his crib. It wasn't long before little Matt was off in lala land again.

When Elle returned, there was a glass of wine waiting for her on the coffee table across from the couch where Janice was sitting.
"I figured I'd bust out the good stuff, seeing as how I usually drink alone." Janice smiled before taking a sip of the crimson colored drink. Elle decided to have a taste, not so much to lose her head but enough to get an idea of the flavor and feel more relaxed.

"So, I take it you aren't a friend of Matt's" Janice started but before she could finish the sentence Elle piped up, "I think it's best if we don't discuss what it is I do. My dad has a habit of doing bad things to the people I let in."

Janice looked a little shocked, "Fair enough, then what do you suppose we do?"

Elle put down her glass and looked into Janice's eyes again. She looked so lost, so beautiful.

"Have you ever, been with a woman before?" Elle blurted as she reached to push a stray strand of hair behind Janice's ear.

"Uhh, a few times in College, I think we've all experimented. Why?" Janice blushed.

"I haven't. I've only been with one guy, and let's just say it wasn't fun." Elle had leaned in closer to Janice, thinking that her plump lips demanded to be nibbled on.

"You poor girl! Have you even had an orgasm?" Janice was smiling, but Elle could tell she was serious. "I don't think so. I mean, how can you tell?"

"Oh, sweetie, when you have one, you know it. Look, maybe it's the loneliness or the wine, but, I can teach you a few things if you'd like." Janice sat down her wine glass and leaned into Elle, searching her face for any indication that her suggestion was offensive. Elle's face hardly moved, except for one corner of her mouth that curled up into a smile.

"I'd like that very much." She whispered, almost so low she couldn't hear herself. Within seconds Janice had her arms wrapped around Elle's waist, pulling her into a kiss. Elle responded by sighing into her kiss before letting her teeth graze the brunette's bottom lip. The blondes arms snaked up her back under her shirt to unclasp her bra while the brunette was busy feeling the blonde's stomach under her shirt.

It wasn't long before both women were completely naked and on the floor, the brunette on top of the blonde, her hand between their bodies.

"So, when you're alone, you want to start off like this." Janice said, lightly brushing the crease at Elles inner thighs, slowly moving inward. She could hear the petite woman sigh underneath her careful caresses. When Janice reached the small bundle of nerves she was careful to make light circles over it. Elle's hips bucked forward with reflex.

Janice moved so that her thumb stayed pressed lightly against Elle's clit, and letting her index finger move up and down the entrance to her slit. Elle's head tilted back in inticipation. Janice penetrated her, lightly hooking her finger to touch her sensitive inner spot. Elle moaned so low Janice almost couldn't hear it.

"Now, it's easier if you have a vibrater, which I don't have one yet, but I do have something better for you." Janice lowered her tongue towards where her thumb was teasing, letting it run up the bud and around before inserting another finger into her tiny entrance. Elle nearly squealed in delight, her body doing all the communication for her. Janice grinned into her, letting her long tongue tease the sensitive pink folds as her fingers slowly stroked the inner walls and nerves of the beautiful woman below her.

Elle clutched at the rug under her, trying hard not to push against Janice's jaw, though contrary to Elle's knowledge, the brunette wouldn't have minded one bit.

The sounds she made were almost as delicious as she tasted, she thought, and it wasn't long before Her body began the telltale signs of an orgasm. Elle came with a scream and Janice slowly pulled her fingers out of her and licked both Elle and her fingers clean.

"I certainly can't do that by myself." Elle blushed.

"Want to see if you can do it all?" Janice gave her a Cheshire cat grin before leaning back on her elbows and spreading her legs for the blonde. Elle was apprehensive at first. She placed her hand haphazardly graze over the parts of Janice that she just taught her to touch. Letting her thumb stroke her until she was lifting her hips to meet her caress.

Elle leaned down and let the flat of her tongue commence what her thumb had started, letting her hand focus on deeper matters, hooking her fingers much like janice had done to her.

"I'm not sure if I'm doing this right..." Elle admitted, looking up at her teacher.

"You're doing just fine, less pressure with your tongue. It's not about direct contact, but the movement around the area." Janice instructed, moving her hips to show Elle what she was trying to say. She was a quick learner, letting the tip of her tongue draw figures up and down the sensitive outer spot as her fingers petted her lover on the inside. Janice was panting and mewling under her until with one final stroke she came onto the blondes tongue.

Elle began to clean up and moved to put her clothes back on when Janice grabbed her by the wrist.

"Want to learn something else?" She asked, giving a slight wink

"Sure, but I can't be long for too much longer..." Elle blushed as Janice pulled her back down to the floor.

"Put your leg over mine like this and rub yourself against me." Janice instructed. Elle and Janice were rubbing their clits against each other, grinding their hips into one another. It felt so divine Elle felt a spark travel up her spine. Luckily it didn't reach Janice at all. They lay there grunting and panting, mouths falling open in low moans, hands grabbing at each other until both of them came at the same time and collapsed their backs onto the floor behind them.

It was a few minutes before Elle untangled herself from Janice.

"I really should be going, but thank you so much for everything. If I see Matt I'm going to give him a big jolt and tell him to get his ass back here..." Elle said, buttoning her blouse back up as Janice covered herself in a robe and sat to finish her wine.

"I appreciate it. I also would appreciate if you never mentioned to him that any of this happened. I want to see the look on his face when he see's me think it during sex, the asshole." Janice said, adjusting and laying back on the couch.

"Will do, it was a pleasure meeting you Janice. Take care."

"You too sweetie."