Chapter Five
Now one thing that Jane and I don’t have in common is our taste in movies. She’s much more highbrow than me and half of her DVD collection has sub titles but we’d settled on a film that she assured me was a romantic comedy -- what she didn’t tell me was that the romance was between two women.
We were snuggled together cosily until about 20 minutes into the film when the two main characters engaged in a very steamy kiss that set my heart racing. As Jane had her head on my chest she was fully aware of the effect and just chuckled to herself.
Ten minutes later there was a scene where they were making out and although it was artfully done, with none of the action plainly shown; it was quite obvious that one of them was caressing the other’s boobs. I felt Jane’s hand slip to one
