Love Me or Leave Me.

Part 3.

The next day, they were sat in a coffee shop with some friends that they had made - they were in the room next to theirs and Mildred was really pleased to make friends, especially some in the same building. 

Gwendolyn placed her hand on Mildred's knee under the table, trying to show her some affection but Mildred pushed her hand away. Gwendolyn thought she must've had an itch or something and placed her hand back there but Mildred pushed it away again. 

She thought this was a bit strange but picked her coffee up and took a sip. Come to think of it, Mildred had ignored her for the majority of the time that they were there. 

"So, Gwendolyn. How are your classes going?" One of the girls called Barbara asked her. "Hmm? Oh… yeah, they're going great thanks. The professor is so nice and helpful, I feel quite lucky really." Gwendolyn replied, turning to look at her. 

"Ooh, is he nice looking?" Nancy, the other girl giggled. 

"It's a woman." Gwendolyn laughed and Mildred almost spat her coffee out. "But she is very pretty. Although, I doubt she's any of our type." 

Mildred cleared her throat. "Are there any parties this weekend?" She asked, trying to change the subject. 

"No, but we are thinking of going to that new club that has opened just outside of campus. Are you joining us?" Nancy asked. (The rule for alcohol to be served to 21s and over didn't apply until 1984 in the USA) 

"That sounds like fun! What do you think, Gwendolyn?" Mildred asked a daydreaming Gwendolyn. 

"Yeah, sure. I've never been to a club before so it sounds good." She smiled. 

They discussed times and transport ideas whilst they finished their coffees before heading back to their rooms as it was getting late. 

Mildred could tell Gwendolyn was annoyed because she'd not spoken a word to her on their way back. They finally got inside, and Gwendolyn headed straight into the bathroom, and Mildred took her shoes off before sitting on her bed, picking up the book that she was currently reading. 

Gwendolyn exited the bathroom and Mildred could feel the atmosphere grow tense again. 

"Gwen, what on earth is the matter?" She asked. "Nothing," Gwendolyn replied, standing behind the closet door to change into her pyjamas. 

"I can tell something is wrong, tell me," Mildred demanded, closing her book and walking over to her. She caught a glimpse of Gwendolyn's bare chest as she pulled her tank top on and her mouth went dry. She quickly averted her eyes, not quite understanding the feeling as she'd never felt like that before with a man or a woman. 

"You. That's what's the matter. You've ignored me for most of the night and then I just wanted to put my hand on your knee where nobody could see it, and you pushed it away, twice!" Gwendolyn snapped. "I'm sick of this little game of cat and mouse. You clearly aren't interested in me so please, for both of our sake, make your mind up." 

"I'm sorry I made you feel that way, I'm just apprehensive about public displays of affection especially given the fact that we're women," Mildred admitted.

"I can't let you mess with my head like this Mildred, I'm sorry. It's not fair on me. I deserve somebody who is going to appreciate me. I understand that you're figuring out your feelings and sexuality…" She was interrupted by Mildred slamming her against the closet door, kissing her fiercely. Gwendolyn moaned into her mouth, completely taken off guard by her actions as her hands found her way to the brunette's ass, squeezing it and bringing her closer as they kissed. 

Mildred's tongue brushed tentatively against Gwendolyn's lips so she parted them and Mildred proceeded to caress her tongue with her own before pulling away, tugging Gwendolyn's bottom lip between her teeth. She moaned, her hands now moving up her back to hold her face.