Disclaimer: Versions of these characters belong to Stephenie Meyer in another time and place. I am making them have lesbian sex with each other.

A/N: This has been a weird week. I'm glad you are all enjoying the story so much. Thank you for the reviews and the lovin on the forums. Flor and Irene, you two are killing it with the awesome pictures. Thank you so much. Big ups to Cullen08 as well.

This chapter is for Irene, Erica and our daughters who you seem to hate, Steph and BBA. MWAH!

Chapter 5: BEST I EVER HAD

...sweat pants, hair tied, chilling with no make up on, that's when your the prettiest, i hope that you don take it wrong...

I was expecting skeevey men in trench coats to be slinking around corners, but that wasn't the case. The Pleasure Chest was - pleasant. The black, red and silver color scheme made the store feel more like upscale boutique instead of a place where you dreaded running into your co-workers. We were greeted by a girl with a mohawk and about seventeen piercing in her face, who was busy arranging some pornographic greeting cards. She was a little scary looking at first, but she had a friendly smile and she was really helpful.

"I'm Kirstin. If you have any questions just come see me."

"Thanks," Alice said, "To the back we go." She grabbed my hand and pulled my up a short flight of stairs to the toy section. Rosalie and Leah tagged behind us, slowly looking around. "Okay first things first. What toys did you bring?"

"Um -" I paused looked at tall Latino guy behind the register. He couldn't have been less interested in what I was saying. "I brought my rabbit and my wand."

"And that's it?" I nodded. "Okay we need to get you a dildo - that you want to be fucked with."

"Oh is that all?" I teased. I shouldn't have been surprised. Alice had no filter. I knew this.

"No that's not all, but that's where we're gonna start. Follow me please." Alice was all business as she led me over to a display case of dildos and vibrators. "I'm a big fan of this one." She picked up a fairly large red number, similar to the one that was on her bed. "Leah has one too."

She handed it to me. I looked it over carefully. I even considered buying it until I saw the price tag. "Holy shit, Alice. It's eighty bucks. I've never spent that much on a toy."

"Trust me. It's worth it." They guy behind the counter yelled.

"He's right. Just go with me on this. Besides, it's my treat."

"Alice-"

"No, shut your mouth. I like your pussy and you will treat her right. Consider it a house warming gift." I could tell she was not going to let up, so I conceded with a sigh and shrug.

We continued to walk around the store looking at various items. Rosalie and Leah busied themselves in the DVD section. I looked over a few times to catch them making out. I guess Rosalie had forgiven her for her bitchy attitude at brunch.

When we were done, Alice had picked out three dildos for me, two clit vibrators, a double ended dildo, two anal plugs of different sizes, a harness with O-Rings of various size and a beautiful wooden box to keep it all in. I tried to pay for half, but she wouldn't let me. "I know it seems like a lot of stuff, but wait til we show you our stock piles. You're just getting started, trust me." We rang up with Kirstin and headed back to the house. Rosalie rode up front this time and that seemed to keep Leah under control.

The rest of the afternoon was pretty uneventful. Alice did show me their toy reserves. The ottoman in the living room was actually a trunk and it was FILLED with toys and batteries. Upstairs they each had their own boxes of toys. "We don't use them all the time, but they'e nice to have and who doesn't love variety," Alice giggled.

Before I cooked dinner, I went out on the back porch and took a few minutes to call Mom and Charlie. Mom, as expected, didn't answer the phone. I left her a short message telling her to call me back whenever she got a chance. I guessed that would be some time Wednesday afternoon.

After I hung up I called Charlie and he answered on the second ring. My Dad was the chief of police in this half horse town in Washington State. I knew that Leah was from there, but the state was pretty wide. I doubted she'd ever heard of Forks let alone been there. The way things were going, I also doubted that her and I would ever get chance to talk about it.

I had only been up there a handful times for Christmas. Typically he came down to Phoenix to see me, or we would simply take trips together. Even if Leah told me where she was from I knew I wouldn't be familiar with where her family lived.

Charlie kept it short and sweet. There was baseball to be watched. He was glad I made it safely and also pleased that the girls and I were getting along so well. I didn't bother him with the details of Leah's behavior. Before we hung up though, there was something that I wanted to know.

"Hey Dad, are there any Indian Reservations near you?" I don't know what made me ask or if the answer would even matter. I knew there were a few tribes in the state, but I was just curious if Charlie had any connections.

"Yeah of course. Remember Billy Black?"

"No." I had no idea who he was talking about. We rarely left the house when I went to visit him and he never had people over.

"Oh. Well he's one of my fishing buddies. He's the head of a tribe down on the coast. I took you over to play with his girls once, but I guess you're too young to remember."

"Oh okay. Well I was just wondering." Charlie and I said our goodbyes and I promised I check in with him early the following week. He seemed fine with that.

Even though I didn't have work the next day, the evening definitely had that daunting feel of a Sunday night. Rosalie had a faculty meeting first thing in the morning and Alice had two appointments in Malibu. I think Leah had the day off on Monday, but I wasn't about to ask her what she was up to.

I whipped up some grilled shrimp and we ate in front of the television while watching a watered down version of Bridget Jones' Diary on TBS. Leah kept her distance from me right until dinner, which I guess was better than having to converse with her, but for some reason she was all I could think about. She was such a bitch. In spite of all logic I wanted her to like me. While I was marinating the shrimp I couldn't help but think it was because of the complexity of our living situation. I didn't want things to be weird with Rosalie and Alice if Leah and I were at each other's throats everyday. That was it. I wanted peace on the home front. I was convinced.

Except - when I got to work on the salad a couple things dawned on me. One, I'd spent a large chunk of the last eighteen hours thinking about Leah. Either I was checking her out or I was turning over her personality disorder over in my head. Either way I was thinking about her. And then there was a small part of me that wanted Leah to like me - just because. Rose and Alice aside, I wanted her to like me and I wanted her to want me.

Shit.

About thirty minutes into the movie, I glanced over to where Leah was sitting with Alice laying across her lap. Rosalie and I were cuddled up together on the other end of the couch. I liked having her arms around me and feeling her soft breath on my neck, her laughter against my back, but I couldn't keep my eyes off Leah's hands. Alice seemed to love Leah's touch. Every once in a while Alice would cuddle a little closer to her, making like purring noises, nuzzling against Leah's body.

As she gently rubbed Alice's thigh I found myself wondering what it would feel like to have her touch me. And then I wondered what it would be like to have her kiss me. The way she touched Rosalie that morning in the kitchen was down right sexy and I knew a good kisser when I saw one. Alice and Rose seemed more than happy to please me physically and I felt the same way about them. As it got later and later into the night, I dreaded Leah's inevitable pre-bed rejection. She could barely stand to be around me. There was no way she would be interested in having sex with me or in my general vicinity.

You could just go to bed, I thought. Which was true. I didn't have to sleep with any of them, but then I thought of just how good Rosalie was with her tongue and the sheer talent in Alice's fingers. At this point any solo sleeping scenarios were just ridiculous. I could have gone to sleep alone and sex-less back in Phoenix.

I decided to just go with whatever Rose and Alice had in mind. It became clear that they weren't going to let Leah ruin all of my fun. After we cleaned up the dinner dishes, I followed Alice up to Rosalie's room. Apparently she had the biggest bed.

We walked in the room to find Rosalie sitting on her bed, naked. She had one of my new dildos in one hand and what I assumed was her strap-on laying on the bed.

"So -" Alice teased. "You have some plans you wanna to tell us about?"

"What's going on?" Leah came walking into the room, but stopped short with another disappointed "Oh" when she saw me. I didn't even try not to roll my eyes this time. With a sigh, I looked back at Rose.

"Well I'm hoping Bella will let me fuck her with her new toy," Rosalie said.

I heard a deep intake of breath from Leah. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for her next assault of insults.

"Fine," she said casually. I had just enough room to move out of the way as she tackled Alice to the bed. Leah started tickling and stripping her all at the same time. I starred at them, watching Leah's hands again and listening to Alice's twinkling laugh for a moment until Rosalie beckoned me closer.

Alice was right about that dildo. It was worth every cent. After she took her time undressing me, Rosalie strapped it into her favorite harness and bent me over the end of the bed. Rosalie was a freaking pro with a strap on. I came twice, adding harness time with her to my list of weekly must-dos.

The sex on a whole though, was strange. Rosalie and I were very focused on each other at first, but at some point Leah and I ended up facing each other. Alice was busy with her face buried between Leah's legs. Rosalie and I scooted up the bed a little further so I could lick Alice's pussy while Rose fucked me. I was so into what I was doing that it was some time until I realized that while Alice was eating her pussy, Leah was staring at me.

I sat up a little bit, arching my back so Rose could go deeper, but I kept rubbing Alice with my hand. Leah's fingers were buried deep in Alice's hair. I didn't mean to look - or - I don't know. I couldn't not look. I had a pretty good view of her beautiful naked body. For a moment Alice moved her head to the side giving me a glimpse of Leah's gorgeous pussy, deep pink, just beyond her perfect copper skin and wet, dripping wet. Just above and a little to the left I finally made out the full picture of her tattoo. Various curved shapes came together to form the silhouette of a wolf, its head bent back in a howl. Over the several weeks I would periodically ponder its significance, but for the moment my thoughts were focused elsewhere.

The sight of Leah's body writhing elicited a groan that I couldn't hold in. I tried to mask it as a reaction to Rose pumping into me, but it didn't work. My gaze drifted up, beyond her perfect Hersey kiss nipples and I met Leah's deep brown eyes. This time she wasn't looking through me, or focusing on Rose. She was definitely looking at me. She stared at my face, licking her lips while she rubbed body against Alice's mouth. Then she looked a little further south to my nipples, then back up to my face. Our eyes met and again I don't know what came over me. There was something in her eyes, like she was taunting me. I dug my fingers deeper into Alice's pussy, then went to adoring her sweet little asshole with my tongue.

"Fuck, Bella. Fuckk..." Alice panted. I curled my fingers a little more and kept at her with my tongue. The whole time my eyes never left Leah's and hers never drifted from mine. The harder I fucked Alice with my hand and my tongue the tighter Leah gripped the back of her head. In some sick way, part of me wanted to show Leah just how well I could fuck her, if she'd just let me. And even though it may have been a little presumptuous for me to think so, the harder she pulled Alice against her, the more it seemed like it was me she wanted between her legs.

Soon Leah was coming, screaming out obscenities. Her eyes slammed shut and the trance was broken. Then Alice came on my hand. Before I could even withdraw my fingers, Leah pulled her up her body and started kissing her mouth hungrily.

I'd come a few times, but I knew Rose was still waiting. I gently pushed her back. "Rose, let's lose this," I said as I started to turn around. She quickly got rid of the toy and let me pull her on top of my body. The next moment I was kissing her, willing her body to grind against my thigh. She shifted her position so our throbbing cunts were rubbing together and before I knew it, we came - together.

The four of us passed out on top of Rosalie's sheets. It was tangled mess of sweaty bodies. I was exhausted, but not too tired to notice how Leah made sure Alice was between my body and hers. The connection I'd felt some minutes before was clearly one sided and something I was just going to have to deal with - if I could.

I woke up alone again, but this time it made sense. Rosalie left me another sweet note, telling me her and Alice were already gone and they'd be back in the afternoon. Leah was gone too. She did have the day off, but she obviously wasn't trying to get in on any one on one cuddles with me. I took the opportunity to get a few more hours of sleep in my own bed, which was cold and uncomfortable.

A little while later I woke up to a gentle knock on my door.

"Come in," I yawned, rolling to face the door. It creaked open and Leah poked her head in.

"I'm going running. You wanna come?" Her voice was the same as the day before. She wasn't being sarcastic, but she wasn't being polite either. Her tone was blunt and matter of fact, like she could care less what I decided.

So I said yes.

We did two miles down Third Street then turned around and ran back. I had to slow down to keep pace with Leah, but I don't think she could tell. I was no good at any sport that required hand eye coordination, but I could run and I could run fast. We didn't say a word the whole time, not even when we stopped at traffic lights. And as we walked into the house, "Later," was all Leah said before she ducked into the kitchen. I had never been so freaking confused in my entire life.

I crawled up the stairs and forced my sweaty body into the shower. Between the sex and morning runs like this, if I kept at it, I'd be in the best shape of my life.

I was rinsing off and I noticed another bottle that didn't belong to Alice or me. Her and Rose had probably showered together that morning. As if to answer my silent question. I heard the bathroom door open.

"You looking for your shampoo?" I asked Leah. She didn't answer. I turned off the faucet and reached for my towel. Once it was wrapped securely around my body, I grabbed the extra shampoo and stepped out of the shower. Leah was leaning against the sink, wearing nothing, but a towel.

"Here," I said, avoiding eye contact. I figured she would take the bottle and leave. Instead, she stepped closer to me. I thought to react, move, something, but I froze. She took the bottle out of my hand and placed it on the counter, then slowly wrapped her fingers around the side of my neck. "What are you doing?" I whispered.

"Shhh," was her reply. I loved kissing Rose and I loved kissing Alice, but I LOVED kissing Leah. She pulled me closer, examining my lips closely before the sweetest contact was made. Our lips pressed together softly, then Leah tilted her head up, slightly tugging against my lips. She repeated the same motion again, just in the opposite direction. Then her tongue snuck out and she gently licked my mouth. My body went nuts. I was instantly wet and my brain was packing up for an extended vacation. I had never been kissed like this before. And then I realized I was kissing her back, our lips mingling together, our tongues softly rolling against each other. My hands slipped around her waist, our breasts pressing together through the terry cloth. The skin of her arms was still clammy. I could taste the lingering salt on her lips and a hint of something artificially cherry. I wanted more.

But soon, much, much too soon, she pulled away. It took a few moments for my eyes to open and when I did her hand was still on my neck and she was looking into my eyes. We gazed at each other for a few moments more, analyzing the amazing chemistry that I know we both felt. And like that she snapped out of it, like a switch had been flipped and broken off. She dropped her hand and turned for the shampoo on the counter.

The I-could-give-a-fuck tone was back. "Just wanted to see what the hype was all about," she shrugged, then nodded toward the bottle in her hand. "Thanks. Later B." She left me in the bathroom, closing the door tightly behind her.

I slumped on the edge of the tub, just staring at the floor. I don't know how long I sat there or how long I ran my fingers over my lips trying to hold on to the tingling sensation, but I did know that after that kiss I was so incredibly fucked.

They've finally kissed. FINALLY. More tension is on the way.

I used to work at the Pleasure Chest and I miss it dearly. That place is my Disneyland. For those of you who are curious, they have locations in West Hollywood, New York City and Chicago. The also offer discreet shipping.