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The curtains were drawn. There was a close, hushed atmosphere of anticipation that she didn't think was only in her own mind.

"Caits, I really need to talk to you about what happened -" Abbey's rehearsed speech died on her lips as her friend turned to her. She had pulled the bathrobe down from her shoulders, and let it fall to around her ankles. Taking a step over it, she came closer to Abbey.

Caity was wearing a sheer bodice, trimmed with black lace. Her legs were encased in thin black stockings held up by a flimsy lace garter. Apart from that, she was entirely naked. Abbey was frozen in shock. She tried to say something. Nothing came out. She was unable to look away from Caity's body. She took another step forward until the two women were nearly touching.

She cupped her breasts and pushed them level with Abbey's. Leaning into her until their stomachs touched, she gently rubbed her nipples against the fabric of Abbey's t-shirt. Their faces were so close she could look nowhere else but into Caity's piercing, searching green eyes. She could feel the friction between the lingerie and the cotton of her t-shirt. She felt the heat of her friends body against hers. Panic and embarrassment and heat rose up her spine. They stood like this for several minutes, Caity intently concentrating on maintaining the erotic connection she felt, Abbey simply frozen in confusion. At last, Caity spoke, her colour rising.
"Won't you ... love me, Abbey?"

Her voice popped the awful tension within the room. Shocked and trembling, Abbey fell backwards. Unable to pry her eyes away from the intense heat in her friend's eyes, she forced her feet to step backwards, one at a time. Finally she felt the hard reality of the wall touching her back. She seemed to snap back into sensibility. Without a word, she ran from the house.

Safely behind her door her breath came in ragged gasps. Her mind raced, overwhelmed by the bizarre moment she had shared with her neighbour. She felt charged for of electricity. She tried not to think about the heat inside that room, or the libidinal look she feared Caity might have perceived in her own eyes.

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"Everything all right, flower?" Asked her husband across the dining table.

"What? Oh - Yes. Yes. Everything is fine." Replied Abbey. Her dinner lay cooling and untouched before her. She had been glancing out of the window relentlessly, searching for an indication of activity behind the windows of Sarah's home.

Her heart had been pounding in her ears all evening as she struggled to process what had happened in the gloom of Caity's living room that afternoon. She had watched, horrified, as Caity had once again transported herself across the road, not long after she herself had run home. And now she was transfixed, waiting to see what would happen, unsure even of what she could possibly do. Robert was speaking of his day to her. She nodded half-heartedly in his direction.

At last, deep into the evening, she perceived the opening of Sarah's door. In the fading light she could make out Caity returning to her own house. Suddenly Abbey knew what she had to do. She sprung to her feet and started towards the hall.

"What's the matter, Abs?" Robert looked up from the television.

"Yes, uh, Caity left her phone here today. I'll need to return it to her. Won't be a minute."

She trotted across the street and knocked. What she would say or do when it opened, she wasn't even sure. But she knew in her heart that Caity's behaviour that afternoon had had some direction, some design behind it. And she felt a prickling fear that design had come from Sarah, the one who demanded to be called Mistress, and forced her friend to repeat her commands as though she was her puppet. And she needed to know why.

Sarah greeted her warmly and invited Abbey inside.

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