Tanis, always eager to please, especially when it came to Sinead, moved up on her bed, leaving more room for Sinead. It wasn’t like she had a lot of space and the two of them could only barely stay on the bed, but Tanis was still eager to make more room for the other woman.<br/>“Alright,” she said, the giddiness of her tone easily matching Sinead’s, finding every touch intoxicating and finding that she wanted to touch Tanis even further. There was something so thrilling about getting to touch Sinead’s hair, finding it to be more intimate than the other touches they had shared, even if it probably didn’t mean much more.<br/>“Better?”