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Les Girls // Marina and Jenny

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Jenny’s hands trailing softly down Marina’s back made her shiver. She smiled at her girlfriend, her mind quickly erased of all hurt and harsh feelings. All of that was replaced with…lust. She leaned down and kissed her, softly at first, but with mounting fervor. She lifted Jenny off the ground, her hands cradling Jenny’s thighs so that Jenny had no choice but to wrap her legs around Marina’s waist. She didn’t stop kissing her until they reached the bedroom. Marina let Jenny fall backwards onto the bed, and immediately fell on top of her. She kissed her throat, her neck, and trailed down to her stomach. Marina slowly lifted her head and met Jenny’s eyes, a hint of a smile gracing her lips. “I really think that Jessie and Karina should end up together. Just saying,” she murmured, continuing to make her way down Jenny’s body.

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Surprised, Jenny laughed when Marina had her wrap her legs around her waist. She flung her arms around her girlfriend's neck and kissed her wildly, feeling almost faint. It still stunned her that Marina could have such a strong affect after so long. To Jenny, she was like a powerful drug. Imagining her life without Marina was something she never wanted to do--not again. It was terrifying. 

Gasping, Jenny stretched out on the bed and ran her hands down Marina's sides as she tried to make sure there weren't any clothes in the way. "Hmm? Oh, you'll have to see, won't you?" She said teasingly, her fingers grasping the ends of Marina's hair. It felt soft. Jenny arched her back and closed her eyes, feeling shiver after shiver running through her entire body each time Marina's lips touched her anywhere.

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Les Girls // Marina and Jenny

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After Shane’s party, the events of the night before forgiven (but not forgotten), Marina walked in her apartment with Jenny behind her. She threw her keys on the glass table near the door, and began undressing as soon as Jenny had closed the door behind them.

"Are you drunk?" she asked, with a laugh. "I am. I think." Marina shimmied out of her jeans and kicked them across the room. She sauntered over to Jenny and wrapped her arms around her waist, wearing nothing but a camisole and silky black underwear. "It was so nice dancing with you tonight. We should do that more often. So, you and me…we’re good?" she asked, with wide eyes and a crooked smirk.

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Giggling, Jenny also peeled her shirt over her head and tossed it aside, not even paying attention to where it landed. She also hadn't forgotten the events of the night; but, in her eyes, it was Marina that had wronged her. Her success had been so shocking, amazing and overwhelming that the criticism from her girlfriend had stung. 

"We're good," she said softly, only half-lying, and her eyes were bright and even sparkling. She slipped her hands around Marina's waist, fingers sliding underneath the satin underwear, and smiled up at her girlfriend devilishly. "You're so beautiful." Jenny's voice was softer, more reverent. In her story she had gone into detail how Karina's beauty seemed other-worldly, even ethereal, and it was one of the things that most closely resembled her true feelings on Marina. 

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In Lez Girls, Jennifer Schecter penned a lush, magical world where the characters of her imagination possess the most universal of desires and exceptional of talents. In this provocative short story, an Italian temptress seduces a naive woman and then introduces her own secret lover; a mysterious make-up artist with a dark past engages in numberous not-so-private trysts with catastrophic consequences; and a bisexual gossip columnist is so involved with the lives of others that she neglects her own. Lez Girls is an extraordinarily rich and exotic addition from a rising author of erotic writing.

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Chatzy: Happy Birthday!

Shane was a few minutes late to her own party, but had honestly lost track of time trying to find a letter she’d misplaced somewhere in the room she had shared with Carmen. Many of her things were still there and she still expected her to come back, at some point, and the thought made her hesitate to leave the house. When she finally did get to the bar she was let in with a cursory glance over, and made her way to the bar to look for Alice.

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Les Girls // Marina and Jenny

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There was nothing Jenny could say that would change Marina’s mind. She was hurt, and more than anything, she felt betrayed. The last few months had been like a dream; one that Marina had not wanted to end, ever.  And now it felt tainted. Like Jenny was furiously typing about the viper sleeping in the next room, while Marina foolishly waited for her to come to bed.

"No, you’re right, I don’t know how it’s going to end. Is it written? If so, I’d love to see it. Or maybe I wouldn’t. Since this story is the twisted shadow of our real lives, I might be too fearful to look into my own future."

Marina raised an eyebrow at Jenny’s reaction to ending up with Shawn. “The lady doth protest too much? I was just throwing out the only other name I remembered. I didn’t mean anything by it.” Marina leaned against the counter, and watched in awe as Jenny poured the rest of the vodka down the sink. “There’s plenty more where that came from,” Marina said petulantly, though she did not move from her spot at the counter.

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"I haven't written it yet," Jenny said lowly, not meaning the words to come out like a threat--but they did. She sucked in her breath and applied a calm expression, one that didn't at all reflect the turmoil she was experiencing underneath. It was devastating to her that Marina didn't support her story or her creativity, something that felt vital to her. 

Abruptly turning her back, Jenny marched out to the living room where she had left her purse. She dramatically picked it up and searched for her keys, suddenly frazzled despite how she had intended on being purposeful. "I'm going home." That meant the house she shared with Shane, obviously, and although Shane had suddenly and unexpectedly become a source of contention, Jenny didn't think this would be a problem. All she wanted to do was tell someone who would be nothing but happy with her, someone who would understood her, and suddenly Marina wasn't that person and it hurt.

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Les Girls // Marina and Jenny

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Completely ignoring Jenny’s comment about drinking on weekdays, Marina finished off her glass and poured some more. “I appreciate that it was your experience. It is yours, and yours alone, and no one can take that from you. I don’t think I am being unreasonable in my offense, Jenny. You couldn’t have named your characters…Lisa and Hillary? Anything other than Jessie and Karina? I know you have more imagination than that…you continue to prove that over and over again,” Marina said, with more than a hint of sarcasm. 

Marina shook her head as Jenny tried to explain. “This isn’t verbatim, but it’s pretty fucking close. And you did expose me that way. I have apologized to you more times than I can count, and I am living my penance. Don’t think there isn’t a day that goes by when I don’t look at you, my love, and think my God, how could I have hurt her the way that I did.” Marina looked away, focusing on the curtain blowing in the soft breeze. “You can’t turn this around on me,” she said softly. “You know this is about me as well as I do, as well as everyone will know. So how does it end? Does Jessie end up with Karina? Jim? Shawn?” Marina asked, still not making eye contact with Jenny. She was almost afraid of the answer.

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The similarity of the names had been something Jenny had realized, but hadn't understood the significance of until now. "The truth is, I did base them on my friends...and you. It made it more personal to me...easier to write...if I kept the names similar. It means nothing except that the base of these caricatures are drawn from life. But that's all they are, Marina. That's all." Jenny's voice, though measured, had dropped to a whisper, as though she were afraid any volume might send Marina into a rage. She knew her girlfriend was more hurt than angry, but she still approached the topic with caution. 

"You haven't even read the entire story." This time she wasn't able to keep the edge of frustration out of her voice. "You don't know how it's going to end, and--" Jenny broke off suddenly when Marina suggested Shawn, and the very suggestion sent a rush of color to her cheeks. What followed next could only be called a massive over-reaction. Curiously, the mention of Jim went right over her head. "What?? What makes you even...even THINK that I would put Jessie with Shan--Shawn? That wouldn't work, it just--it wouldn't! Of course it doesn't end like that!" 

In one, swift motion, Jenny seized the vodka and poured the remainder of it down the sink.

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Les Girls // Marina and Jenny

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"That is not fiction,” Marina laughed, humorlessly. “You changed a few names, exaggerated a couple of personality traits, and exploited a few issues. There is nothing about this story that even resembles fiction. Karina the serpent meets Jessie the midwestern girl, and turns her life upside down. Tears her away from Jim just to fuck with her in some sick game she’s got going on. That was the jist of our first conversation when I returned from Italy. You thought I was playing a game. You just went into a lot more detail about how feel you about me in your “story.” Marina got up and walked to the kitchen, stomping and clanging without even realizing it. She pulled a small glass out of the cabinet and filled it with Vodka. She took a long, harsh sip, and looked at Jenny, her eyes full of anger and betrayal.

"After everything we’ve been through together, you publicize me as a shallow, vapid, unfeeling monster. Do you honestly think my friends and my family won’t know that Karina is me? Not only have you devastated me, to think the love of my life sees me as a horrible person, but you have humiliated me in front of everyone I care about. I can’t even tell you how much you have hurt me, Jenny." Marina stared long and hard at her, her eyes swimming in unshed tears. 

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Jenny stood shock-still, her mouth slightly agape, but said nothing while Marina tore apart the short story she had poured her heart and soul into. Her lip quivered slightly, but then she set it into a stubborn line and lifted her head. "It was my experience," she said simply, following Marina as far as the doorway to the kitchen. She crossed her arms and watched in silent disapproval as Marina poured vodka. "We've stopped drinking hard liquor on the weekdays." It wasn't exactly true. Jenny wanted to stop drinking as much, and Marina had always preferred wine, so the change had fallen together conveniently. 

Sighing softly, Jenny put her hands on each side of her face and shook her head in frustration. "It's not you! It's fiction! Yes, okay, you did inspire that story, but I don't see you as a horrible person and no one else does either. It's fiction, Marina. If I wanted to really write about you, I would have made it a memoir. It's not. That was my first story. That was reality. This...this is my experience, but it's exaggerated. It's to get more of an audience. I can't--and I wouldn't--write everything verbatim, exactly as it is. I wouldn't expose you that way. I don't think this about you, and I'm hurt that you would even believe that!" 

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Les Girls // Marina and Jenny

Marina excitedly took the typed pages from Jenny, ready to be amazed at her girlfriend’s talent. Jenny had her share of idiosyncrasies, but to Marina, her writing ability was never in question. She was good.

"Very clever, Jessie,” Marina laughed, reading the first page. “Gee, I wonder who this is about,” she mused sarcastically. Marina curled her feet up underneath her on the couch, already absorbed.

Marina’ eyebrows raised at the next page. “Ah, Jenny, don’t you think Carmen is going to be a little offended at this description of her?” Marina asked, and continued reading without waiting for an answer. The more she read, the more fearful she became that their friends were not going to take kindly to this story. Jenny had all but ripped apart every single person in their group. When Marina reached the part about Nina and Bev, she looked up again. “I don’t know, Jenny…maybe you shouldn’t picked such similar names for your characters? Bette and Tina are going to know the second they read this that Bev and Nina are them. And um, they aren’t painted in the most flattering light.” Marina’s eyes continued to grow wider as the story progressed.

And then she got to Karina.

A black storm cloud darkened her face. The remnants of her smile instantly faded and she looked up at Jenny with devastation filling her eyes. “Is this really what you think of me?” she asked, flapping the pages up and down. “A lascivious serpent?”

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While Marina read, Jenny positioned herself so she could study every expression that passed over her girlfriend's face. Even though she was confident in her own abilities, she couldn't deny that Marina's opinion meant very much to her. Part of why she hadn't shown her the story was because she didn't even think it was polished enough to receive more than a once-over from such a prestigious publication.

At first, Jenny felt confused when Marina drew the parallels from the characters in her book to people in their lives. She frowned and shifted uncomfortably, wanting to contradict her, but decided to wait until the very end to say anything. Surely her girlfriend couldn't think that she was literally incorporating what she actually thought of her friends onto characters inspired by them. 

Once Marina reached the end and Jenny saw her reaction, she suddenly knew her girlfriend thought exactly that. 

"No!" she said abruptly, her eyes wide. She stood up and quickly snatched the papers away before they could get ripped, clutching them protectively to her chest. "You aren't Karina. And before you ask about all our friends and the names in here...yes, okay, I did base the characters off of them. But this is a work of fiction, Marina. It's fiction. They were only inspiration...and so were you. It's a story." It was a difficult concept to explain, especially because Jenny's story did contain kernels of truth. Still, it was greatly exaggerated and definitely did not reflect what she actually thought about her friends.

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Text || Alice & Jenny

Alice: Hey! It's Shane's birthday and we're all going out to a new club just out of town tonight at around 9. I'd love it if you came - you should also invite Marina and Helena! See you there xo

Jenny: I would love to go! I will definitely convince them to come, too. See you there!

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Lez Girls // Jenny and Marina

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Surprised, Marina smiled broadly. “Well, when can I read it? Surely you’re not going to make me wait until it’s in the magazine, right? Don’t forget the little people,” she said, sweeping Jenny up into a tight squeeze. “I’m so proud of you,” Marina whispered, kissing Jenny’s neck. “I love you.” 

Marina slowly broke away from Jenny and took a seat on the edge of the couch. “Well? Hand it over,” she said, beaming. 

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Jenny smiled and pressed tightly against Marina. The embrace made her feel safe and she liked that. Even after what happened with Francesca, the feeling of security was only solidified. Marina had made it very clear that she didn't want to be with Francesca anymore, and it was enough to put Jenny (at least temporarily) at ease. "I love you too," she said excitedly, then pulled back and pressed Marina's arms as smiled up at her. "It's on my computer." 

Her laptop was sitting on a small desk in the corner of the room. Jenny retrieved it, typed in a quick password, and pulled up the final revision that she had sent into The New Yorker. She turned it around and gestured for Marina to sit, her eyes bright. "You'll love it."

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Lez Girls // Jenny and Marina

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Marina sat in the office alcove outside the bedroom, looking over invoices for The Planet. She called out a quick hello when she heard Jenny enter, and reflected for a moment on how easy things had been since the run-in with Francesca at the ballet. She and Jenny had become closer than ever, and Marina finally felt at peace. Everything was where it was supposed to be.

When she heard Jenny shriek, Marina dropped her pen and jumped up to see what the commotion was about. “What?!?” she asked loudly, watching Jenny jump up and down. She saw the envelope Jenny held in her hand and Marina’s face broke out into a huge smile. “The New Yorker? Did you submit the period piece you’ve been working on?” she asked excitedly.

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Thrilled, Jenny could only stare at her girlfriend for a few seconds as the news slowly sank in. She had been published, but The New Yorker was an achievement she had only dreamed about. Sending off her manuscript on a whim had been a decision she had forgotten about; it was such a prestigious honor that she had assumed the story wouldn't be accepted. 

"What...? No! Oh, that's not done yet, no, this was...something else I've been working on," she answered elusively, although didn't appear to be nervous. "I haven't showed it to you yet. It's just...well, I wrote it so fast. I really didn't...think anything would come of it." The words had flowed out of her like a dam had broken. It reflected everything Jenny had encountered in Los Angeles. Marina, Amanda, Carmen...it was all there.

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Text to Shane

Jenny: Hey Shane! Happy birthday!

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Lez Girls // Jenny and Marina

Jenny unlocked the door and let herself into the house she unofficially shared with Marina. Even though she spent much more time here than at her own home, she hadn't moved all of her things over yet. The prospect of leaving the house she lived in with Shane made her feel sad, even though she knew she would be entering a new phase of her life. Those kinds of things were meant to be good, weren't they?

Under her arm she had a few pieces of mail she'd picked up from her house. Shane was setting it all aside for her. Tossing away a few bills, Jenny's heart stopped when she saw a letter from The New Yorker. Her throat suddenly felt dry. She held her breath, fingers slipping over the sharp edges of the envelope. 

A few weeks ago she had impulsively sent the first chapter of a manuscript she was still working on. It was based on the first few years of her life in Los Angeles, a coming-of-age story that she felt driven to put on paper. Even though it might not be a unique experience, there was something cathartic about it. It helped her come to terms with many of the mistakes she had made and put everything in perspective. Jenny hadn't shown it to anyone else prior to mailing it out, not even Marina, who was generally her go-to person when she needed an editor. Marina recognized good literature and she always gave helpful feedback...but this had been something Jenny had felt she had to do on her own. 

After a long, heart-pounding minute, she suddenly ripped open the envelope. Her fingers shook as she unfolded the letter inside, and Jenny only had to skim the first few sentences to realize that her story had been...accepted. She stopped, then reread it again. And again. 

"Marina!" Jenny finally managed to shout, but the sound came out as a half-shriek. "Oh my god, Marina!!"

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The Engagement // Allison & Jenny

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Jenny’s words did not fall on deaf ears, but Allison was still completely baffled at the turn of events. When they were up in Boston, Helena had made it seem like she wanted nothing to do with Dylan, ever again. And here they were, weeks later, and having an in-depth conversation. 

"Shh!" Allison shushed Jenny, who couldn’t have been more surprised if Allison had told her she had three feet. "Yes, she is my ex-girlfriend. How is this even possible? I know lesbian circles run tight, but my God, this is ridiculous!" Allison said in a loud whisper. "She was with Dana?" Allison asked, trying to sound casual. "Was it um, serious? Why does Bette’s girlfriend look so pissed off?"

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Jenny shut up immediately when Allison hushed her, at first thinking that Helena or Dylan might have come inside, but then she realized that Allison was looking in another direction. She followed her gaze to Lara across the room, frowning faintly since she didn't understand how Allison would know about something like that--then the words sank in. "What?" Lara was Allison's ex-girlfriend? Things couldn't get more insidious if someone tried. "Yes! She was with Dana and then B--" She broke off, then frowned when she realized what she was about to say. "Um, well, it was serious...for a long time...but Dana got sick." 

Biting her lip, Jenny's eyes widened when Allison asked about Bette. She tried to come up with a good lie, but Jenny was an atrocious liar despite how she always seemed to fall into its trap. "They just...there's a history. Alice and Dana were together too, but they aren't anymore." Or are they? Shane had been mum about the topic, but Jenny hadn't exactly pressed the issue. "So, when were you with Lara?" How many people in the group was Lara going to go through?

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The Engagement // Allison & Jenny

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Allison watched out the window, flooded with relief that Dylan was walking away. Maybe it was just a misunderstanding, and she showed up without Helena’s knowledge. But then Helena stood up, looking angry and emotional, and Dylan turned right back around. “Jenny,” Allison said, touching her new friend’s arm. “I should probably just go. There is obviously something going on between them. Rather than be a part of some obnoxious triangle, maybe I should just wait for Helena to figure her shit out and let me know when she’s ready.” Allison was fully aware that she may be overreacting, but there was something about the…look…that Dylan and Helena were giving each other. It wasn’t necessarily loving, and it certainly wasn’t tender (at least on Helena’s part), but there was clearly a connection. And Allison didn’t like it.

Momentarily distracted by a whirlwind of two people, Allison turned to see who the perpetrators were. “Oh my God,” she whispered furiously to Jenny, ducking behind her. “That’s my ex-girlfriend, Lara! How can…what is she doing here?”

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Frowning, Jenny quickly looked at Allison and shook her head. "No, you shouldn't go. Listen, I don't know what's going on, but there isn't any way Helena would ever let Dylan back into her life. She lied to her. She's…" Jenny's voice trailed as her gaze was inevitably drawn back to the window so she could watch what her friend was doing outside. For a few seconds she was preoccupied by it, trying to find a reason for it, especially because she knew if Alice--or anyone else, for that matter--saw Dylan here then the result could be explosive.

"What?" Jenny looked up quickly when she heard the name "Lara", and was stunned to see that it was the same Lara that had come to the front of her mind…Lara, with Tina, who looked very unhappy about the whole thing. "Lara is your ex-girlfriend?? Really?" Ever since Lara and Dana had broken up, the chef had pretty much disappeared…now she seemed to be everywhere, and all up in everyone's business. "She's, um, she's…she's the ex of Dana, the one hosting the party." As tantalizing as the gossip was, Jenny didn't want to give away what was going on between Bette and Lara.