Prologue
July, 2000, Manhattan
Blair Warner smiled dreamily as she began to wake for another day. She could feel the warmth of her long-time lover behind her, a rough hand softly squeezing one of her breasts. Her lover let out a soft "mmm" at the sensation.
"Well, I know you're awake, Jo", Blair giggled, as the hand squeezed a little more.
"No I'm not, Princess", the Bronx-accented voice behind her said, Blair hearing the sarcasm. "I'm sound asleep and I'm havin' a great dream about ravishin' ya."
Blair giggled again, which caused Jo Polniaczek to start laughing as well, when the athletic brunette and New York City police officer rolled the blonde corporate Vice-President on her back, then laying firmly on top of her.
"Then again", the native of The Bronx said, as she pressed against the woman she had loved for as long as she could remember, "why should I dream about it when I can actually do the ravishin' right now?"
Blair's brown eyes shone back at her. "You're all talk, but no action, you grease monkey", she said with a challenge.
"Oh yeah?" With that, Jo began to kiss her way down Blair's jaw, to her neck, then to a hard, pink nipple, sucking on it lightly. "I'll show you action, Princess."
And thus began another normal day for Blair Warner and Jo Polniaczek.