The following day started unusually. Ninny's room was no longer hers; it became their room, at least until the end of Evelyn's stay in Whistle Stop. Even if it weren't about the room, they weren't going to sleep in separate beds. What for?

They didn't say it out loud, but they became a couple, even if they had less than ten days. Ninny was very happy and scared about their future at the same time.

"Love, while we're in bed, and we aren't busy making breakfast, I would want to ask you a question."

"Whatever you want, love," the woman said, but she felt tension because of the unknown question. It could be something about things she feared the most.

"I want to ask you about payment. You said I pay in the end of my stay here; except money for our food."

Ninny sighed with relief. She had nothing to worry about. She thought, "I would never take money from you, never in million years. Food is yes, but nothing more. I want you to feel at home, or at least as if you're visiting your best friend or a good relative." Instead of this, she said, "You paid me much more than I would ever ask for."

"No, Ninny, I have never paid you for staying here. I don't understand you."

"Really?" The woman smiled, looking at her dearest person. "All right, do you want to kiss me?"

"Of course." A few kisses were perfect for 9 A.M. They had a lot of time until night comes.

"Payment? Evelyn, you did it again. Money has value, but things we do are priceless. Please, understand this." Ninny looked at the other woman. Her face showed that her words were sincere. She added almost at once, "Please, don't think I invited you here only because I wanted you. No, it was different at the beginning. I liked you at once, and I wanted very much to help you. It took a few hours for us to become friends. I couldn't dare to make next step. I wanted you to be here. I didn't know our feelings were mutual. It wasn't as if I wanted you to be here because I wanted your body."

"Of course, it wasn't. You're a sincere person. I didn't know too that our feelings were mutual. We both had the same fears, but there was nothing to worry about."

"Except one thing," Ninny added inwardly, "The thought that I have possibility to lose you soon scares me."

"What do you want to do now?"

"I think you know the answer," Ninny replied. It took less than a minute before she was dressed in panties only, and her nightdress was thrown at the end of bed.

Ninny was scared of possibility to lose her dearest person, but she—like Evelyn—decided to make one step at a time without saying it to each other. It looked like teasing, and a few days later it turned out they liked teasing each other. It wasn't only about anything related to "activity" in bed or in their room. Before that day, they didn't know about positive side of teasing. This wonderful process became their favourite.

"Yes, but before we start I want to say something about today's afternoon."

"All right, I'm listening," the woman replied. They loved to know more about each other, including ideas and wishes.

"I've thought about your favourite meal." Evelyn named it, "I can imagine how happy you'll be eating it, especially if we cook together. You deserve to treat yourself."

Ninny loved the idea. It made her a bit happier at once, but she was going to teasing too.

"I think you're ready." Sight of naked Evelyn—who was dressed in panties only—supposed a positive answer.

"I think you want to be first today? You started all of this."

"You know me enough." Ninny looked at Evelyn and smiled. "Just imagine I'll be caressing your tender skin by my fingers."

"Please, not say, but do."

Ninny succeeded. Her teasing had a very positive reaction. "As you want."

The first Ninny's touch made her sigh with happiness.

They were free and could do anything they wanted as long as they wanted. Their caresses were mixed with hot kissed on the lips from time to time.

The result of spending time was very positive. Both women were smiling going to the kitchen. The clocks in the house showed more than 11 P.M.

"It's priceless, love," Ninny commented, feeling the need to show again that Evelyn paid her, and payment was much more than what she wanted her to pay. The woman felt how much love was in Evelyn's touches and kisses, and she didn't want to hide it. "I have never thought that somebody can make me feel as you do. Somebody would never been as wonderful as you are. It would be unlikely for that person to love me as much as you do."

"Thank you very much. Don't you know it's mutual? Since the time we were together in this house after I had arrived, I feel myself happiest woman in the world."

"Your last sentence expresses my feelings too," Ninny remarked, and added inwardly, "But I'm afraid I'll be one of very many broken-hearted women very soon." Everything sad what Ninny thought about was for her only. Her face didn't express her worry.

After breakfast, they decided to go somewhere—no matter where—because Evelyn wanted to see the town again and again. She wanted to feel closer to it.

The second time they eat much later than Ninny used to when she was free.

Before they started to eat, they coked a meal that was one of Ninny's favourites. They did it together, standing close to each other. They wanted their life to be like this for a very long time; except they would have vacation only once a year.

Ninny's house wasn't a substitute for the local hotel where were no free rooms. It became their house, even if it were for a short time.

"Everything we do together is pleasure. Do you know main reason?" Ninny asked before they started eating.

"We love each other's company very much."

It was exactly what Ninny felt, and it was mutually.

Evelyn knew very well how to cook the meal for their lunch.

Everything new in which both of them needed to participate became their favourite, or at least their company made the process less tedious and boring.

They had never spent a day in the same bed. Not a whole day, of course. They went to Ninny's bed the night before, but they woke up on the following day. It was their first morning in the same bed. When later evening came, they went to Ninny's bed again.

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In fact, Evelyn came to countryside near Birmingham to spend half of her vacation. But the result was different. She no longer thought about those days as vacation only. Events led her to the woman who became the most important person in her life. It was more than love for both of them. Ninny and Evelyn were independent. Of course, they communicated with neighbours. Love wasn't weakness for the two women. It was what they needed in addition to their independence.

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In the later evening they were lying in bed, looking at each other.

"Nothing to worry about," Ninny tried to calm herself. "Besides, we live not on the opposite sides of the USA."

It was time to do much better things than worry. They couldn't refuse pleasure to kiss each other. They didn't want to stop even after a few hot kisses . . .