"Hey, babe," Diana announced upon arriving at Faye's dorm. She knocked on the door. "You in here?"

"Yeah, come in."

Faye looked up from typing on her laptop and smiled as Diana bent down to peck her on the lips.

"Mmm, missed you," she murmured, grinning up at the taller brunette. "How were classes?"

"Long, as always. And now I have to write a twenty-five page essay," Diana groaned.

Faye let out a low whistle. "Have fun writing that." Diana made a face, and the other girl laughed. "Oh, cheer up, babe. You chose those courses. You don't have a right to complain."

"I know, I know." Diana sat down next to Faye, her face buried in her hands.

Faye shut her laptop when she noticed how exhausted Diana looked. She had bags under her tired eyes, and her hair was messed up due to the habit of constantly messing it up when she got paranoid or stressed. Maybe tonight was the night she would put her plan in action.

"Di, you look exhausted. How much do you have to do tonight?"

"Not much, thankfully. But - "

"No 'buts', missy. Tonight, you're going to relax."

"What?" Diana frowned at Faye. "Faye, I have to study for the huge Trig test tomorrow, and I have to finish my literature paper."

Faye rolled her eyes. "I'm sorry, did I not make myself clear?"

Diana sighed. "Fine."

"Good," Faye grinned. "So…I need you to take off your shirt and lay face down on the sofa."

"Faye, we are not having sex," Diana said, sternly.

Faye rolled her eyes again. "Geez, Diana. Do you really think that all I think about is fucking you?" Diana gave Faye a look. "Okay, okay, so maybe I do - " Diana giggled. " - but, I swear I wasn't planning on fucking you…all night, anyway."

"So, then, why am I taking my shirt off?"

"You'll ruin the surprise, Diana."

"Where's your roommate?"

"Out? I don't know, Diana. I don't pay attention to what she says."

"Faye!"

"I think she said something about driving to Utah to visit her parents," Faye muttered.

Diana sighed, but she trusted Faye, so she unbuttoned her shirt, and took off her bra. Faye tried not to stare at her bare breasts. When the other girl was laying facedown on the couch just as Faye requested, she felt two firm, but soft, hands begin to massage her at the base of her neck. It felt so good, so soothing, and Diana instantly felt her tense self relax. Faye's hands began to press into Diana's back, and moved slowly, massaging every inch of it. Diana closed her eyes again, and her breathing slowed. This was the first time she felt so relaxed and at peace in a few months.

"Now turn over," Faye whispered in her ear. "And stand up."

"Yes, ma'am," Diana giggled. She stood up, rather grudgingly, she had to admit, and looked at Faye, questioningly.

"Come with me."

Faye led Diana to the bathroom, only to be met with a sight of lit candles, rose peddles, and a large, steaming bubble bath.

"Oh, Faye, you're so good to me."

"You deserve it, Di. You've been working your ass off for weeks, now."

Diana began taking off her jeans and panties, but was stopped by Faye.

"Let me."

Diana nodded, looking slightly flushed, but smiled all the same. She stepped into the tub when she was completely stripped, and sank to the bottom, sighing contently, enjoying the warmth of the water and the feel of the bubbles against her skin. She saw Faye staring at her wistfully, but was trying not to.

"Want to join me?" Really, she knew Faye too well.

Faye grinned. "With pleasure."