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She awoke with a start, her face popping a couple inches up from the plush pillow. It hovered there a moment before collapsing back down into the fluffy softness and she drifted into slumber once more. Almost half an hour later, though it felt like little more than an instant, she was jerked into consciousness once more. She brushed her bangs out of view and all she could see was a dull nightstand populated by a single lamp. From the corner of her eye she noticed a mysterious form silhouetted in the nearby doorframe that she didn't recognize until her post-sleep stupor faded a bit. Once her memory returned, she rolled over and sat up, not even attempting to cover her bare body with the sheet. The lazy smile she chose to wear quickly disappeared when she noticed the almost annoyed look on the face of the woman staring at her. She was suddenly very self-conscious about her exposed chest.

The businesswoman wearing a finely-tailored suit said to the naked girl in her bed, "Jane, you're still here."

"Uh, yeah." She then quietly added, "And a good morning to you, Khali."

Putting in her earrings Khalisah Bint Sinan al-Jilani returned the pleasantry, "Yes, good morning. Didn't I tell you I have to go into the office today?"

"Maybe, I'm not sure," Jane Shepard mumbled.

"I'm sorry, I thought I told you," it almost sounded sincere. "I have this big project I'm working on."

Before her lover could finish the thought the young woman commented, "But, it's Saturday."

With an effortlessly condescending tone the business professional explained, "Well, when you're serious about your career you put in whatever time is necessary."

Slipping out of bed the girl offered, "I could make us breakfast and we could eat together."

"That sounds great," there was a pause as she put the final touches on her hair, then, "But I really don't have the time."

"Okay," Jane then noticed all the clothes that had been strewn about the floor and furniture during the preceding night of passion had been stacked on the chair closest to her side of the bed. "I'll just take a shower and..."

Shepard was cut off with, "Yeah, you know the thing is I really do need to get to the office and I can't really leave you alone in my apartment. I mean, you wouldn't be able to lock the door and I can't just leave my apartment unlocked all day, right?"

"I guess not," she softly replied while reaching for her shirt.

Finally showing an ounce of empathy the businesswoman grabbed a few bills out of her wallet, "Here, here's some money for a cab."

Just as Jane was getting her top on, she was handed the credits, "Thanks."

Not really understanding what was wrong, Khalisah cupped her young lover's face with both hands and tried to offer comfort with, "Don't worry, a cabby won't care about your appearance or if you smell a little bad. I mean, how hypocritical would it be for one of them to complain about how someone else smells or looks, right?"

"Oh right, sure," Shepard answered though didn't mean it.

"Great," she had gotten the answer she wanted so didn't give it a further thought, she pulled her girl in for a kiss and when they parted said, "I'll call you later in the week."

The young woman barely in her twenties sullenly replied, "Okay."

Finally, the executive noticed Jane's dour mood, though only because it aligned with her ego and assumed her girlfriend was depressed about not getting enough attention from her. "I'll tell you what, how about I clear my schedule for next weekend and we spend it together? We'll go out Friday night and you can sleep over."

A smile found the corner of the Shepard's lips, "That sounds nice."

"You can make me that breakfast," Khalisah's tone turned seductive as her hand slid up through pixie-cut hair while the other found its way under Shepard's t-shirt to cup a perky breast. "Then we'll hop into the shower together and after that we'll roll right back into bed. Sound good?"

"Yeah," Jane barely got out before the fingers tangled in her tresses tightened and her mouth was forcefully claimed.

The kiss was nice, Khalisah had quite the talented tongue and what was being done to her boob wasn't bad, though Shepard's pleasure didn't seem to be the intent of the grope. When she attempted to get a little closer to her girlfriend it became apparent that a cheap feel wasn't the intent either. The hand on her tit kept her back so she couldn't mess up the businesswoman's crisp suit. She gave up on any sort of further embrace, just letting her arms dangle while her mouth was mauled and chest caressed. After a rather thorough tonsil cleaning their lips finally parted and Jane caught dark eyes immediately flicking over her shoulder to check the clock behind her.

Giving the nipple between her fingers a little tweak Khalisah playfully whined, "What I wouldn't give to spend the rest of the morning here with you."

"You could call in sick," Jane halfheartedly suggested, not from lack of desire but from knowing exactly what the response was going to be.

As predicted the older woman laughed at the darling joke, while letting the girl go, "I so wish that was a possibility."

No point in arguing, "Yeah, it's really too bad."

A peck on the lips then she went to finish getting ready for work, but before making it out of the room she spun around on her heel and grabbed her wallet again, "Oh, how almost inconsiderate of me. Here, here's a few more credits so you can visit the salon this week; get a haircut, a wax or what have you. I wouldn't want you to have to use your own money."

Of course, Khalisah sure did love a smooth vulva, so clutching the wad of bills the girl agreed with a sharp nod, "Right, I'll do that."

"Great," another peck before adding, "Maybe go Friday, so you'll be fresh for our weekend."

"Good idea," Jane put little effort into masking her sarcasm, but then again it didn't take much to give the self-centered woman a reason to ignore anything that would be inconvenient.

Shepard spun back to the chair behind her and received a playful smack on her bare bottom that caught her slightly off guard. The little spank didn't annoy her so much as being dumb enough not to predict getting one after turning around. Quickly she threw on yesterday's clothes, they felt a bit gross but at least they didn't smell awful. Luckily this time the pot had been baked into brownies rather than rolled into joints, limiting the scent to just stale sweat. She stuffed the few personal effects she brought into the pocket of her jeans then at the door threw on her gray hoodie and simple sneakers. After one more passing kiss she was ushered out of the opulent apartment into the equally luxurious hallway. If it were her shitty building all the light fixtures and fake plants would have been stolen long ago.

So began Jane Shepard's long trek across town to the hole she called home. She pocketed the credits she was given, rather use the money for food or something, and took the subway. It was a trip she'd taken dozens of times; never had been offered money for a cab before. Maybe she should pout more often. She plopped down in a seat on the train then her face collapsed into her palms; what was she thinking? She didn't need to go looking for handouts from the rich, older woman she was dating who paid for everything and occasionally treated her more like a toy than a partner. It suddenly hit her, Khalisah was her sugar mama. There was more to their relationship than that though, right? There had to be. After all, it wasn't like she was pretty enough to be a trophy girlfriend.

Before the young woman's low self-esteem took control of her thinking and she spiraled into depression something caught the corner of her eye. When the train stopped, the doors slid open, revealing a trio of blue women. Asari were a rare sight in her neck of the woods, not many tourist spots. She'd only ever spoken to one once and that one was just asking for directions. Dear god they were beautiful, all of them, the whole species. She had been blown away when she found out the awesome facial markings most of them had were actually naturally occurring and not tattoos or anything. She was obviously born on the wrong planet. Earth sucked. She'd never been more than a hundred miles from where she was born, but she could tell the whole planet sucked.

Lost in her thoughts, Shepard also lost track of any semblance of social grace and began staring dumbly at the three aliens. It was only when one of them laughed at her that she noticed what she was doing. She flipped up her hood and tried to hide, but the embarrassment was too great so she got off two stops early to escape, a cascade of giggles following her out. Maybe it wasn't Earth that sucked, maybe it was just her that sucked. Her day only got better when she got to the surface and found what had been a drizzle when she got on the train had turned into a downpour. Luckily her hoodie was water-resistant so the rain was merely annoying. It was more the principal of the thing, as if Mother Nature was trying to reinforce how shitty her life was.

After what felt like the longest walk ever, she finally got back to home-sweet-home; a government-run boarding house. There was no rent and they got two free meals a day, just enough nourishment to keep a person alive but not enough to be happy about it. Everyone who stayed there did whatever they could to avoid the cafeteria as often as possible. No pets were allowed as that would be inhumane to the animal and no kids either as that would be considered child abuse. Each 'apartment' had three rooms; a big one, a small one and a bathroom. Shepard kept a fridge and her clothes in the small one, while the larger one served as everything else. Before she could get to her place, or more specifically her outhouse-sized shower, she ran into one of her few friends as she was exiting the elevator on her floor.

"Oh, hey Shep," the young woman heading out said to the one trudging in.

"Hey Kas," Jane replied with a limp wave, showing no signs of stopping to chat.

After a brief pause to consider whether to continue on with her plans or bang a U-ey and pursue her obviously downtrodden friend, Kasumi Goto decided, "What's wrong with you, you look like crap?"

"I'm fine. I just need to take a shower," she answered once her friend was walking beside her.

"You haven't showered today, why?"

"I'm just getting home. I stayed over at Khalisah's place last night."

"Why didn't you use her shower?"

"She has to work today."

"And she didn't let you take a shower before she left?"

"I guess I didn't get up fast enough."

"You could have showered then locked up when you left."

"I don’t have a key to her place."

The conversation lulled as Jane pressed a black, plastic disc with several numbers printed on it against the door to her apartment, a big green circle lit up, then they were inside, "Why not? You've been together for like a year."

Finally she snapped back, "What's the big deal? It's just a shower."

The pair entered the hole Shepard called home. To the left was her king-sized bed, to the right her huge entertainment center, while the rest of the space was overstuffed with as many shelves, cases and tables as would allow, as well as some weird posters on the walls of stuff Kasumi had no chance of identifying. All the money Jane was able to scrounge together went into things that helped distract her from the fact she was a penniless orphan living off government handouts because of her inability to get an actual job. All the low paying stuff she would have qualified for a century ago was done by machines and VIs. She tried to enlist with the Alliance, but she wasn't athletic enough to be a soldier and not skilled enough to do anything considered more technical. She basically had nothing besides her few friends, her girlfriend, her hobbies and the money in her pocket.

"It's not just a shower," Kasumi snipped back. "It's indicative of your whole relationship. She throws you out as soon as it's inconvenient for her to have you around, without considering your needs at all."

Slowly unzipping her hoodie, Jane quietly mumbled, "Maybe."

"Why do you stay with her, she treats you like shit?"

There was a contemplative moment of silence then the damp, young woman reached into her pocket and pulled out one of the bills from Khalisah and gave it a snap. "What would I do without her?"

That didn't sound right, "You're with her for money? That can't be it."

"I can't think of any other reason, besides fear of the crushing loneliness." After a second she released a weird, little scream and collapsed face first on her bed, saying something directly into her mattress.

Kasumi had to ask for clarification, "What was that?"

Jane turned her head so she could actually be heard, "Nothing. It's just. She was so much cuter as a recent divorcee exploring her new found sexuality and it was so much fun guiding her through it. Then she started getting her confidence back and started losing weight."

With a rather judgmental tone Miss Goto asked, "You're complaining about her getting her life back together?"

"Kind of," Shepard answered honestly. "When I met her, she was like a wounded, little puppy. Then I helped her get better and she turned into a giant bitch. This is who she really is, not the woman I first met."

"Then dump her."

Turning her head the other way so her friend couldn't see the tears she could feel forming, Jane said, "I can't. I can't afford it. I realized on the train coming home that she's like my main source for credits. I'd be completely broke without her. Besides, it's not all bad. Last night was great, and not just the sex. The whole evening was great, eating dinner and watching vids on the couch. It was fun."

"And yet, here you are." Kasumi suddenly collapsed on the bed a couple feet in front of her friend's face to finish with, "Miserable."

"What else am I going to do?"

"I just told you; dump her."

"I won't find anyone else though."

"Of course you will."

Jane didn't like where this was going so returned to the original thought, "I could really use that shower."

After studying her friend's eyes a moment Kasumi relented and popped to her feet, "Alright then, but don't get down on yourself Shep, you could totally find someone else. Plenty of someone-elses in fact. You're an awesome person."

"Thanks, Kas," she mumbles, but a disappointed look got a slight change of tune, "I'll think about what you said."

"Good, see ya later Shep."

"Bye," and with a wave Jane was alone.

For the rest of the day Kasumi's mind was never far from her downtrodden friend, trying to think of a way to help. Breaking up with Khalisah seemed the obvious solution, but push too hard on that point and Shepard could start pushing back, making things more difficult overall. What she really had to do was kick the girl's self-doubt in the crotch and make it clear that there were better women out there who would love to be with someone awesome, though admittedly awkward, like Shep. Getting laid would probably do the trick, especially if it was an alien. Jane did seem to have a fascination with asari and from what she'd heard the blue ladies weren't too hard to get in the sack.

Kasumi and some of her friends had been planning on going out that night anyway. It took barely any convincing to get the group to change their plans ever so slightly and head to the new club downtown where all the asari tourists seemed to gather. She only hung out with good people and any asshole who wouldn't help Shepard wasn't the type of person she wanted to be around. The flaw in her plan was that she hadn't mention it to Jane, so there was a chance she'd get turned down which would make her look like an idiot. The girl could be weird sometimes and a challenge to predict. Outside of burglar related activities, allegedly, there was nothing she was better at than convincing others to do stuff. If all else failed, she was able to cry on command.

In the afternoon Kasumi returned to Shepard's apartment to find her friend curled up on the bed, back against the wall, staring intently at a datapad with a dopey look, prompting her to ask the natural question, "Whatcha' watching?"

Once her visitor was close enough, Jane turned the screen to reveal a vid of a kitten battling a sock. "It's one of my favorites."

"You're such a stereotype, in so many ways."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Forget it," Kasumi brushed off just before sitting down cross-legged on the bed. "Guess what."

"No, what?"

"You're coming out with me tonight."

"No, really, what?"

"Really, some friends and I are going downtown and you're coming with us."

"Nope," and Shepard's attention went back to her cat video.

Kasumi quickly snatched the datapad away, "We're going to check out this new club, Cia's Room."

"Hey! Give that back!"

"Not until you agree to come with me."

"Oh, come on," Jane whined which got her nowhere so she tried, "I already have a girlfriend, why would I want to go to one of those types of places?"

"There's more to them than that."

"Well, given our conversation earlier I'm guessing it's the only reason you're inviting me."

"I want to cheer you up."

"If you give me back my datapad then I'll cheer myself up."

This wasn't going as well so Kasumi decided to mention what she was hoping to leave as a surprise for when they got there. "Did I mention that Cia's Room was popular with tourists?"

"So?"

"Or more specifically, blue tourists."

Involuntarily one of Shepard eyebrows popped up. "That doesn't matter. I have a girlfriend."

"That doesn't preclude you from looking around."

"Yes, it does. I'm a very loyal person," Jane stated definitively before adding, "Though I'm pretty sure she's fucking her personal trainer; this giant, blonde woman with a scary accent and thighs as thick as my waist."

The thief had to digress a moment, "You're exaggerating, right?"

"Not by as much as you'd think. She has a six-pack and everything, I know, I've never seen that woman in an outfit that didn't show off her midriff. Amazing ass and her boobs aren't bad either, especially for such a muscular gal. I'd leave me for her in a heartbeat."

"Well then, I guess that means you two aren't in an exclusive relationship after all."

"I don't know," Shepard mumbled before perking up a bit to ask, "I mean, do you really think an asari would talk to me?"

"Of course! You're adorable."

"Do asari like adorable?"

"Only one way to find out." After watching Jane purse and pucker for a solid minute Kasumi stated, "You're coming. Do you need any help getting ready?"

"No, I can dress myself," sounding a little too much like a child.

"Never said you couldn't, I was just offering." Mission accomplished she decided to leave while she was ahead and handed back the datapad, "I'll leave you to your cat videos. Be ready to go around seven, we'll grab something to eat on the way."

"Sure, see you then," Shepard faked a casual wave and returned to her vid, then the second Kasumi was out the door her face collapsed into her hands and her heart jumped into her throat. "Oh my god, what have I done?"

The rest of the afternoon was a mad scramble to get ready, keeping her mind busy so it wouldn't dwell on why she was doing it. Anytime her thoughts drifted to what she'd be doing that night her chest seized up. There was no way an asari would give her so much as a glance and she knew it was going to be horribly embarrassing, but a single glimmering sliver of hope that things could go well, as well as not wanting to disappoint Kasumi, spurred her on. Jane showered again and shaved everything, though that was mainly a habit her current girlfriend got her into. She applied a number of hygiene products, not all of them correctly. As for clothes her options were limited to one outfit; nice boots with flat heels, a red cocktail dress and a black jacket to throw on over it. It was what she was wearing when she met Khalisah.

It was New Year's Eve, one of the few occasions Jane left the apartment for, at a local pub that wasn't technically a lesbian bar but was still quite popular with them. Not that it was a popular place overall. She had just sat down on a bench with her beer, the fourth she had ever drunk in her life, when she felt a tap on the arm. There was a pair of fortyish women beside her; the furthest was the one who had gotten her attention and then did most of the talking at first. The closer one remained quiet, appearing quite nervous and overwhelmed. Turned out the near lady was named Khalisah al-Jilani, was recently divorced, sexually confused and blushed madly when embarrassed. It was so cute. Shepard wished the story ended with some sort of night of passion, but instead there was an exchange of numbers and a date the following week. All fairly standard and dull until they started having sex and she got to play a Sapphic guide.

After her outfit was in order Jane still had some time left; more than enough to do her hair. Not that there was much she could do with her short locks. She also put on makeup, something she barely ever did beyond some lip-gloss and eyeliner, but it was kind of a special occasion and she needed all the help she could get. There was no way an asari was going to be interested in her anyway, she told herself, but at least it was another distraction. Makeup didn't expire, did it? Didn't really matter, she put on what she had anyway. Her lack of experience was quickly apparent as she was more concerned with symmetry than amount and ended up putting on far too much. Clown would have been too harsh a description, but not completely unwarranted. She managed to finish everything up a while before Kasumi returned to pick her up, so it was back to the cat videos while she waited out the clock.
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