Chapter Five
Jill had been single for almost a year. She was used to going places on her own. What she wasn’t necessarily used to was going somewhere that might very well be packed with women who liked women. Jill happened to like women, too. As well as men. Because she’d been with Rasmus for so long, most people who only knew her superficially usually assumed she was straight. She used to make a point of correcting them, but still, in many ways there was no such thing as being openly bisexual. And she hadn’t done any correcting in a while.
A bottle of nice Champagne in hand, she rang the bell of what looked like a very posh house in Potts Point. She knew all about Jessica Porter’s pedigree. Behind that door, she expected to see nothing but opulence—and lesbians.
Liz ushered her in. The
