Katie laid in bed, fast asleep. She was dreaming of a beautiful, slim, and tall younger blonde girl. With a voice of an angel, that went right through to older girl's soul. That made her heart fill with even more love, than even she thought she could contain. They were in a dimly lit jazz club, it was the 1930's and Jessie was up on stage singing to her in the audience.............\par
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She was quickly awoken by the heavy knocking on her window. Jessie had arrived and shimmied up the large, old oak tree just outside of Katie's room. She first just tapped on the window. Tried calling Katie in a soft, whisper that grew into a louder but controlled cadence. But, the older girl sure did love her sleep. If, they were to make sleeping an Olympic event, Katie would take home the Gold everytime. Finally, Katie stirred. And, Jessie could see those beautiful hazel, green eyes flutter open.\par
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"OhmyGod, Billie! How long have you been out there?" Katie said, excited but feeling guilty when she realized that Jessie was soaking wet and knowing that she was a world-class champion sleeper. Jessie could've been out there for 10 minutes. Finally, manging to clammer out of bed, Katie opened the window to help in her drenched girlfriend.
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"Not that long!" Jessie said to reassure her guilt-ridden soulmate. However, talking was not on the agenda for Jessie. She just wanted to be in Katie's arms forever. "Let's go back to bed!" she said leading Katie back to her bed and cozying up next to her underneath the covers. Katie was not one to argue. She had dreamt of this opportunity, since that day that Jessie kissed her for the first time.\par
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So, so short.............TBC\par
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