"Miss Ferguson, kindly, please sign it here, please," the woman wearing a blazer white cotton blouse inside, paired with a black skirt, handed a little screen and a pen for Olivine to sign.
Katarina noticed she started flirting; Olivine signed and gave it to her after. After she swiped the screen using her mid-finger. She gave back to her and continued. Olivine took Katarina's hand and gently held it to show her back off. Olivine started noticing Katarina's feeling uncomfortable while her face told everything.
On the situation, Olivine knows what people always do when she's around. Olivine held her hand and, at the same time, kept tapping and checking the little screen and signing while her other hand gliding on Katarina's hand on the side. Katarina noticed she was not comfortable with the woman; staff stood beside her, helping Olivine where to sign.
Katarina manages to glide herself towards her closer, planting a kiss on her shoulder and looking away while she's leaning while she's holding her left leg with her hand and trying to press it.
Olivine noticed Katarina's act towards her; it seemed she noticed being uncomfortable. The staff stood still miraculously and started behaving. Until Katarina's gliding hand came closer between her legs, while still her face leaning on her shoulders facing in the other direction, not paying close attention to the transaction Olivine was doing in front.
"Thank you; please enjoy your stay, Miss Ferguson and your girlfriend," she said boldly, way too obvious not to be noticed. How the way she looked at her like she's stripping her clothes off.
"Im sorry about that," Olivine held her hand, placing it back to her lap away from her leg.
"I'm sorry, I felt embarrassed, I mean the staff and you gliding your hand closer," Olivine said, looking at her like she was always under her spell.
"Is that how the staff behave around here?" she asked.
"She's been here a few times, and she's like that, and I am sorry," Olivine told her like she knew her.
"Don't try to go further on those thoughts; I didn't do any with her," Olivine defended herself.
"I don't know, it's just -" Katarina looked at the main door behind them.
"Influenced by social media, I guess...?" Olivine convinced her.
"No, I just noticed," Katarina insists.
"Honestly, I don't like it, women throwing themselves towards, but imagining how they throw some random people," Olivine said.
"Your not some random person, Oliv; those women are not silly. I get why people start acting or behaving when they see you," Katarina is making her point.
"I guess it's my world to be seen, even without even trying, that f*ckup last name initial that is latching on me," Olivine admitted.
"Uh? Maybe I go to the process of checking in on that long counter at the lobby, so they won't behave like that in private," Olivine explained to Katarina, looking so jealous of the staff.
"If you two are here, what will happen?" Katarina asked her, amused by the idea.
"I don't know, maybe a drinking buddy," Olivine said, but Katarina held her laugh because of the stitches on the stomach. Instead, she pushed her face away, smiling.
"No, I'll call Otara to drink a few bottles; there's a bar downstairs," she said.
"Oh... a bar downstairs? You mean dancing on those poles?" Katarina teased.
"Uh? Yes," Olivine came hesitant.
"But I don't let them lap dance; I am married before," Olivine said, stopping herself and keeping her silence.
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Let it Rain | Olivine | Book2 | WLW
Short Story[COMPLETED] [women-loving-women] WLW What is love,when she's already committed? Olivine is grieving of a loss of her beloved wife, since that day she couldn't feel any emotions any attachments left we're all gone the trauma of being alone. Struggle...
