Rave lathered up some shampoo between her hands, then leaned up towards Coyote, mashing their breasts more deeply together than before too get into the other girl's hair.  For a moment she gasped and closed her eyes.  Then they flickered open.  She blushed, realizing how close her lips were too Coyote's, and that they were eye too eye.<br/><br/>Her hands worked on their own now, as if they were making love instead of shampooing.  Her mind simply savored the closeness of their bodies.   Her lips were moist by the time she was finished.