Femmes Aux Femmes was one of the finest lesbian bars in Montreal. Michael leaned her elbows on the old oaken bar as she sipped her Canadian whiskey. It had been a long, long day and seemed to be getting longer every minute. Cam had been on assignment for the past three weeks. She’s never loved anyone like she loved Cam and never missed anyone this much. Yes, she knew why Cam had to be so secretive. The extracurricular s****l activities didn’t bother her but the time spent away, with no way to contact her, did. She’d tried but there was never an answer to her calls.
What is this? Michael thought as she swept her shoulder length blond hair back behind her ears. I can’t be lonely. I’ve had company every night for the past week and now I have to go home and pack for this business trip. She wo
