<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/63778f451dddfcacb31f8acbd2edabc3/tumblr_mlmpo3jOmy1rkcdc7o1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Talia Jasmine Heilprin<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Upstairs in the Master Bedroom<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Tasha<hr/><br/>The two women slowly ascended up the stairs, disappearing from the view of the others. For the moment, they were alone, and that fact made Talia feel so comfortable. The two had lived together for two years in college, and Talia felt like she really understood Tasha. After all, it was Tasha that really introduced her to a lot of people during her time at university. With Tasha, she knew she would always have a good time.<br/><br/>"It is wonderful out here. A little cold, but nothing some blankets won't cure!" She said, giggling happily as they reached the top of the stairs. She saw the larger doorway and assumed it led into the master bedroom. When she had pulled into the lot, she had seen the balcony that she had guessed was connected to the master suite. Taking the reigns, she led Tasha to the door and opened it for her as her friend answered her many questions.<br/><br/>"Hang in there. Work is work, after all. You should show me your work out routine sometime! You're looking even more stunning than you did in college." She looked around the spacious room, and her mouth dropped open. For a moment, she paused the conversation. "Wow! This is beautiful, Tasha! I assume this is your room, right? Ha!" She chuckled, moving to the bed and taking a seat on the side. She patted the mattress beside of her, motioning for Tasha to join her.<br/><br/>"My restaurant has been going wonderfully. I feel truly blessed to have such wonderful staff." Her word choice sometimes revealed her religious beliefs. "I have three franchises now, and over fifty locations. It is a lot of work, but I'd be lying if I said I didn't enjoy it. Plus, the pay is nice." Talia didn't seem the least stunned by Tasha's question. The overly kind woman had no idea that Tasha had feelings for her, so she felt comfortable relating her love life with her best friend.<br/><br/>Her hand moved to her lips, and her tongue gently slid across their plump curves as she prepared to continue speaking. "Well, you know that I like women. But, recently, I've fully come out as a lesbian. It is who I am, and I don't want to change that. On that note, no, I'm not seeing anybody." She let out a sigh that was filled with such emotional longing. "I work with a lot of cute women, but I don't want to mingle my job with dating! Plus, I am always paranoid that somebody will take things the wrong way. I have such little free time away from work... God, it has been so long since I've had anything<em>meaningful</em>. A woman can only last so long, you know?" Tasha would understand that her friend was clearly referring to intercourse. Even though Talia was religious, she didn't follow her creed very strictly at times. Still, she avoided referring to it was such directly.<br/><br/>She shrugged her shoulders and leaned back on the bed. "I feel like I'm getting old. I mean, I know I'm not, but I feel like it. I don't just want a fling anymore. Part of me wants to find any woman, but another part really just wants to find<em>the one</em>, you know? A woman to settle down with... adopt and raise a couple of kids... sleep with every night. I realize I'll bring in most of the income, but I still want to really be, well, the woman in the relationship. Maybe that intimates some women, oh, I don't know. I just want a girl who is beautiful and strong." She paused and turned to look at Tasha. "Well, really, a woman like you! Somebody with good qualities that I could always rely on. Oh, I don't know." She shook her head, but she didn't seem too down about it. Her gorgeous smile returned within moments. Talia was one of the women who always tried to stay positive.<br/><br/>Then she returned the question: "How about you?"