<div class="floatright">(https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/ZQ8AAOSwjVVVzmh0/s-l300.jpg)</div>It would appear the deadbolt policy was entirely mutual. Even as Olivia made her way back into her room, she found herself relieved at the sensation. Jaclyn's lips tasted sweet and and faint trace of the drinks she'd helped herself to resided in her breath.<br/><br/>She'd not made it awkward, not in the least. In fact, Olivia felt like she could either have stayed to kiss longer... or she'd ended it just quickly enough that her kiss made it under the threshold of an acceptable goodnight kiss.<br/><br/>Either way... Olivia found herself thinking on that taste briefly. How easy it would have been to push for another kiss... and another.<br/><br/><em>And Jaclyn might well have let her do it too. The woman was exceedingly accommodating, Olivia found.</em><br/><br/>As Olivia brushed her teeth, settled into bed, and stared up at the ceiling, she couldn't help but think on a nice little treat for the blonde next door. Maybe... maybe she wouldn't let Jaclyn wake her up. Maybe instead... she'd go to Jaclyn's room first... and wake her up herself. Breakfast in bed, maybe? God... how delightful would that be?<br/><br/>Her eyes glossed over, the night replaying in her mind over and over.<br/><br/>- Jaclyn's smiles.<br/>- Jaclyn's voice.<br/>- Jaclyn's topsy walksy.<br/>- Jaclyn's near weightless frame, so easily controlled and held by Olivia's hands, to the point that not only could she support her weight, but if she'd wanted, she could enjoy the woman's frame directing her movements in soft subtle ways.<br/>- Jaclyn's lips... fuck... those lips.<br/><br/>Seconds became minutes, minutes doubled, and doubled again... and soon, Olivia's eyes were shut for more time than they were open... until inevitably they stopped opening altogether.<br/><br/><em>What a day.</em>