Bianca looked up from her spot on Frankie's shoulder. Frankie smirked and gave a sideways glance at the angelic face looking back at her own. "Hey." She said and her smirk grew into a grin. A blush overtook Bianca's already flushed face and she giggled. "Hey." Her voice was raspy and dry. "That was…that was…umm…wow!" Bianca rested her head again as if that was all she could muster. Frankie smiled at the praise and squeezed, pulling Bianca closer into her body. "No need to thank me. You are…well, you are incredibly beautiful. It was my absolute pleasure."

Bianca sighed. "You think I am pretty?"

Frankie choked. "Uhh…no. I said you are beautiful. There is a difference. Pretty is superficial and fleeting…there is far too much pretty in the world. You are beautiful…mesmerizing…gorgeous…breathtaking…inspiring…uncommon."

Bianca blushed and buried her face into Frankie's body. "Oh stop it."

Frankie sat up a little and pushed Bianca away so she could see in her eyes. "Oh my gosh, you really don't know how freaking amazing you are? How have you never heard this?"

Bianca smiled and lowered her eyes. "I don't know. It's just not something I hear. I don't have a lot of super close friends and…well, my Mom is very popular. She is quite the socialite and…well, I guess people just are "friends" with me because of her, usually. So I never really know what to believe."

"But what about you, Frankie?" Bianca turned her gaze to Frankie's eyes. "Why are you single? Why do you live all alone with just your one friend? You are so sweet and gentle and yet you know how to completely take control of a woman and make them feel so…so out of this world. I can hardly put into words what you did to me…for me, tonight. You seem so guarded and alone, but I can already tell there is so much to know. I want to know Frankie, let me in."

Frankie sat up and scooted to the end of the bed. Bianca moved behind her and gently stroked Frankie's shoulders. Frankie choked back her emotions that were rising to the surface. "I…I just don't talk about that. My past doesn't matter and I don't share that." Bianca pulled her hands back and Frankie turned and caught one of her hands with her own. "That is the thing, Bianca. I don't do this. I don't get affected by girls. I don't get affected by anyone. I don't get nervous or do the relationship thing…never have. But tonight…tonight has been different. I want to tell you more, I just don't know how. I want to learn everything about you. I want to kiss you and touch you and just give you the praise and attention that you deserve. I want to do all of this and I am terrified. I don't know how to do this."

Bianca draped her arms around Frankie and pulled her back down into the bed. She stroked the blond girl's locks from her face and kissed her temple. "Oh Frankie, there is no rush. I want to know whatever you want to show me."

Frankie leaned up and kissed Bianca softly. "I will tell you a little, and you tell me a little. How does that sound? We can start out simply…I will start." Bianca said. Frankie nodded and scratched her head. "Well, I told you that I live with my mother and that that I have an older half-sister Kendall and a half-brother Josh. Well, my mom, Erica, has been married a few times. My father, Travis, and Mom divorced when I was still young and I lived with him and my stepmother. I have another half-brother Sean and a half-sister Molly back there in Seattle. Daddy died a few years ago, so I don't go back often. One of the times my mom married, she married my dad's brother...my Uncle Jack. His kids are Greenlee, Lily and Reggie. But since Mom and Uncle Jack have this on again/ off again thing...well, Reggie is more like a brother to me than a cousin. It is so messed up. I like it though. It is like this big crazy family that drives each other nuts, but also we look out for each other at the same time."

Frankie chuckled and shook her head at the information. "I have a feeling that there is nothing simple about you, Ms. Montgomery." The girls' lips found their way to each other again. When they broke the kiss Frankie scratched at her scalp again and shifted nervously. "I don't have anything like that." Frankie mumbled. "I never did." Bianca took Frankie's hand in her own, smiled and lightly rubbed her knuckles. "It's okay. Whatever, you want to say, whenever you are ready." Bianca said reassuringly.

"Things weren't good where I was. My family was…It doesn't matter. Things were said and I did things. I was always on my own. So I had to leave. I wanted a new start, to re-invent myself. I slept on park benches and in hotel lobbies. I found a job, eventually, and got a place. I worked hard at changing my life, because I wasn't always a good person. I started going to school, met Jamie and here I am." Frankie blurted out nervously.

Bianca's eyes widened. "Well, I can understand having family problems and making bad choices. I have done my share of things I wish I could change. I didn't even get along with Kendall for a long time, we are still working through a lot." Bianca smiled a little smile and massaged at Frankie's shoulder. "Don't even get me started on how I handled Mom and Uncle Jack's relationship at first. I understand more than you know. I am not some naïve little girl."

Frankie fidgeted nervously with her hands and scratched her head while attempting to avert her eyes. Why does she even care? Why do I? I don't need to tell her a thing and she doesn't "know" me. Why do I want to say the things she wants to hear? Why is this different? Why do I feel like I could matter to her? Frankie could feel the itch of tears creeping up. Keep it together, Stone. You can do this. Don't shut down. This girl is different. Don't blow it.

Bianca kissed Frankie softly on her cheek and jaw and trailed to her neck. Frankie closed her eyes and craned her neck at the sensation. Bianca guided Frankie to turn and look her in the eyes. "It's okay. We all have things in our past that we aren't proud of. I do too. I don't like you any less because of what you used to do. I like who I see now." Frankie hugged Bianca close and smiled again. She choked back the tears that were still coming up and coughed. "I am going to get a water…you want one?" Bianca nodded and Frankie got up out of bed and approached the door. She looked back at Bianca's form, half-naked and sprawled there among the sheets, and smiled.

After looking out her bedroom door for the presence of Jamie, she walked to her kitchen and grabbed two bottles of water and hurried back. After handing a bottle to Bianca she sat down behind her and Bianca leaned her body into Frankie's. "What do you wanna do now? Still feel like sharing?"

"Sure." Bianca said and then her look turned thoughtful and a little solemn.

"Oooh, it better be a good one." Frankie said teasingly. "Something really juicy." Then she began to chug the water, parched from the evening's festivities.

"You are trying to open up and that isn't easy for you. I am going to be honest about something as a sign that you can trust me." Frankie looked quizzically at Bianca, still drinking her water. "I am a virgin." Bianca muttered quietly before averting her eyes and beginning to take a sip of water. "Or at least, I was a few hours ago." Then Bianca sat forward and took a drink of water. She pretended to be fascinated with a bookshelf across the room. She stood up and closed the gap between her and the shelf then picked up a book and examined it.

Frankie choked on her water, spitting some of it out. "What? You…That…What?" She found herself at a loss for what to say. Who would spring that on someone? That is an awful lot of pressure to put on a person. Wait…what the hell am I freaking out for? She is avoiding me. She's obviously embarrassed or something. It's certainly not like she was complaining. Just relax, Stone. Frankie pulled herself out of her own head, stood and walked over to where Bianca was examining her books.

"You have an awful lot of poetry and literature, Frankie. I guess you like it?" Bianca asked nervously.

"Yeah…yeah, I do." Frankie answered. She took Bianca by the shoulders and turned her to be face to face. "Hey, don't be nervous. I didn't mean to react that way. I was just shocked. I am your first? Like, ever? Really?"

"Yes." Bianca said quietly. "I didn't want to freak you out. Should I have said something before?"

"No, it's perfectly fine. I just maybe would have been different. Sweeter or gentler…I am sorry. I was just caught off guard. I meant what I said. You are gorgeous. I find it hard to believe that you have never been with anyone. That sounded bad. I just mean that you are so hot…and sweet…and well, you seemed kinda wild. I just assumed…like I said, I am sorry."

"I have been with someone." Bianca said. "Dated, I mean." She let out a deep sigh. "I discovered my sexuality a couple years ago. I was having a lot of problems at school with friends and even at home with my stepmother. Everyone was really worried about me. It took some therapy and a lot of work. I had some friends that helped me come to terms with who I was. Well, at least, I have started to. My mom still has trouble accepting it and that can be a problem, but we are working on it. I met a girl named Sarah several years ago and there was some chemistry there. We were sort of a couple, but a lot of different circumstances have kept us apart. We have kept in touch and we are good friends. I'm trying to figure out how I feel about her. I think I am in love with her, but I am confused because she is so far away. I've never loved before…well, before her, so how can I be sure? You know?"

Frankie stared blankly at Bianca. What is she saying? What does some crush have to do with us having sex? I don't think I like where this is going. "Bianca, I am sorry. I don't understand…"

Bianca continued, cutting Frankie off, as she fidgeted nervously. " I've never been in any other relationship and I came out here to figure things out. I wanted to figure out my feelings for Sarah. I wanted to experience anything away from my small little world, without all the spying eyes and interferences. No family…no mother…no pressure. I was worried about what it would be like, you know…the first time. I wanted that experience, but I wasn't even sure how far things were going to go. I guess this was meant to be an experiment or something."

Frankie's once guarded heart sank. She felt it almost shatter and she cursed herself for opening up. She fought the emotions that slowly crept up and turned to her bookcase. She cleared her throat. "I have quite a bit of this memorized." She said as she thumbed through a text. "Would you like me to recite something?"

"Don't do that, Frankie. Don't shut down." Bianca pleaded. "That is what the plan was, but you aren't what I expected. Finding you was never part of the plan. You are special, sweet and as I said…tonight was beyond anything that I could have imagined. I am feeling very confused right now. You could never be just an experiment. I want to get to know you and be friends…I mean, if that is what you want. I really like you. I don't want to just walk away."

Frankie's mind was reeling. Okay, calm down, Stone. She wants you around. Just take a deep breath. Maybe there is something to this after all. You heard the girl, her friend is not around. You can just show her that you are the "one". You have time. Don't panic. Just breathe. Opening up and trusting is going to be the challenge.

Frankie nodded at Bianca and looked at the clock by bed. "It is almost 5 am. Do you need to get to your hotel? Or call your uncle/cousin/brother?" Frankie smirked.

Bianca laughed and punched Frankie in the arm playfully. "Hey, don't be mean. It's just cousin/brother." She laughed again and wrapped her arms around Frankie pushing her back into the bed. "It will be fine. He hooked up with a girl he knows named Danielle, so they will be busy. I told him I probably wouldn't see him till tomorrow. Right now, I would like to hear a little of that poetry and maybe see what else you can teach me."

Frankie grinned and wrapped her arms around Bianca, flipping her onto her back and capturing her lips once more.