From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 02:51 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Frankie followed suit, drinking her own tea and placing the cup in the sink. She smiled as Tatum took her bag, she wouldn't stand for any chivalry from men, but when it came to her adorable girlfriend it was a different story.

"I most certainly wont" she teased, walking after Tatum as they made their way to her room. Frankie didn't have any family pictures, unless you counted a large, ugly oil painting in the front room that still couldn't mask Julian's odd expression. He always ruined pictures. Tatum's were all cute, with questionable outfits and funny hairstyles that all babies have.

Frankie laughed as she reached Tatum's bedroom. "Very cute."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 02:56 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum couldn't deny trying to hurry up the steps, attempting to avoid Frankie staring at any of them for too long, but really rather unable to stop her. At least she didn't laugh out loud or anything. "Very embarrassing," she corrected the other girl, rolling her eyes, and holding the door open for her to go inside, before following.

Moving over to drop Frankie's bag unceremoniously onto her bed, she went to her own dresser, pulling open the second drawer and fishing around for a minute before pulling out her own bikini. Glancing over her shoulder at her girlfriend, she offered her another embarrassed little smile. "Do you, uhm, want me to go get changed in the bathroom, or we can both.. uhm, doesn't matter to me, or whatever?"

She was verbal-vomiting, and only half of that sentence even made sense, but she figured Frankie was good at deciphering her awkward babble by now.

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 03:05 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Frankie took a look around Tatum's bedroom, spotting familiar items from her dorm at 'City. Her laptop and other gaming equipment, nothing had changed. She started rummaging in her own bag, pulling out her bikini and turning to Tatum, who was stuttering. It took Frankie a moment to realise why, before her eyes went wide.

"No, no! There's no need for that. Just. No, it's okay." She looked down at herself and back at the other girl. "I can get changed soemwhere else..If you want?" By now she was smiling, the idea of not changing infront of anyone was alien to her, perhaps she was an exhibitionist.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 03:14 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"No!" Tatum blurted quickly, knowing her cheeks were only getting more flushed, putting her head down a bit as she spoke. "I just.. uhm, y'know, if you're okay with it, I'm okay with it, it's not like we're.. it's like, no big deal," she continued, before trailing off a bit. She laughed a little, nervously, looking back up squarely at her girlfriend, smiling back.

"Sorry, I'm being an asshole, I just.. it's still new, I guess, the not caring? But we're.. I don't mind, really."

Tossing the her swimming wear onto her bed, she grasped the bottom of her t-shirt, just going for it and pulling it up and over her head.

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 03:20 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"No, you're not" Frankie said simply to the asshole comment, giving a friendly smile before throwing her own vest off. In typical Frankie fashion, that is, untidy, her clothes all ended strewn around the clean floor.Her eyes glanced towards Tatum when she thought the other girl wouldn't mind, taking in her flat belly and the curve of her small thighs.

She slipped her own bikini on and dug around for her sunglasses in the mess she'd made. "I've ruined your nice clean room" she noted, smirking a little.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 03:39 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Tatum was not much more organized in her undressing, just tossing the discarded clothes onto her desk chair instead of on the floor. Once she had pulled on her bikini, she grabbed the shorts, pulling them on and tying up the front as she smiled over at Frankie. She hadn't stolen too many glances, but what she had seen, she had certainly enjoyed. It was hard to deny the butterflies in her stomach, even still.

"Don't worry about it, I only cleaned it up because you were coming.. it's normally even worse in here," she replied quickly, shaking her head. She moved over to her dresser again, grabbing the container of body butter and some sunscreen, bending over to begin spreading both onto her legs.

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 03:54 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Frankie's eyes seemed to be stuck on Tatum as she bent over and began applying the lotions. She wanted to giggle, or something, because how could she not see what she was doing? But instead she gave herself a mental shake and nosed around the red head's room, wandering from dresser to shelf.

"You didn't have to clean for me" Frankie said, remembering the state her own bedrom had been in last time Tatum had visited. Or stepped foot on Frankie's side of the dorm.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 04:12 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I swear, the action figures aren't even mine," Tatum said, as Frankie moved over toward the shelf. "Well, not entirely mine, only half," she corrected herself quietly, straightening up to begin applying on her arms, and then a small amount over her face. Whenever she went swimming, her cheeks always got burnt before anything else.

"And I know I didn't have to, but I wanted to. I didn't think you'd want to sleep in a pile of my dirty jeans," she added. Taking her bracelets and ring off, she settled them onto the dresser, and grabbed an elastic, pulling her hair back loosely from her face. "I'm ready whenever you are. I just gotta grab a towel."

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 04:18 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Frankie grabbed her own towel and gently hit Tatum on the butt with it as they left her room, giggling. "You smell nice" she noted.

Following Tatum once again, Frankie stared up at the walls. "Where are your parents?" she asked curiously as Tatum fetched a towel.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 04:35 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"It's awesome, isn't it? And I got it on sale," Tatum replied, flinching and grinning a little when she was smacked with the towel.

Going to the linen closet beside the bathroom, she opened the door, grabbing down the towel she usually took down to the lake, and draping it gently around her shoulders.

"They went to get groceries earlier, so they had to drive like.. almost forty minutes away, into civilization as Sera calls it. And my step-mom is the type that likes to pick up everything at once, so she's probably dragging my dad to about two different groceries, a couple of department stores, a hardware store, and she brakes for yard-sales when she sees them," Tatum explained, as they headed down the stairs, and she grabbed her sunglasses and house-keys from a table beside the back-door.

"They said they'd be back by dinner time, at least?"

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 04:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I'm looking forward to meeting them." Frankie said, only a little nervous about that. She was generally very good with parents, but this was different, she had to lie to them. Not that she minded, that was down to Tatum when she told them about being a couple. It's not like her own dad knew.

Frankie slipped her sunglasses on as they reached outside, the sun was hotter than she had expected, but it warmed her cheeks all the same.

"So where are we swimming, ma petite chou."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 05:05 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I think they'll love you," Tatum replied, smiling a little. "Especially my step-mom, she'll love to have another French girl in the house.. she'll probably prattle at you in your native tongue the whole time or something," she warned the brunette, nudging her gently, and holding the door open for them to leave.

Once they were out, and she made sure it was locked behind them, she glanced over at her girlfriend, and then toward the expansive backyard in front of them. It was hot, and she couldn't wait to get down to the shore, or find somewhere to sit in the shade at least. "Just down at the lake, it's just a couple of minutes down through the trees there, but we have a path. It comes out to a spot that's a little rocky, but it gets more sandy as you walk out further," Tatum explained, fishing into the top of her bikini for just a second, where she had tucked her lighter and a small joint.

She lit it up, hiding the lighter away again, and offering her free hand out for Frankie to hold as they began to walk.

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 05:10 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Frankie laughed and shook her head. "It's nice to just speak French sometimes, you know? I wouldn't mind. I still have to think before I say anything in English."

Frankie followed Tatum's gaze, curling her fingers into the other girl's and walking lazily, their arms swinging slightly. "What else have you hidden down there" Frankie teased, bumping Tatum with her hip.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 05:26 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"I can still barely speak it, even with her and Sera speaking it around my head all my life. Understanding it, no problem, just.. my pronouncing is total shit, and writing it isn't any better," Tatum admitted, turning her head to exhale.

Laughing a little as Frankie bumped her, she squeezed her girlfriend's hand gently. "Wouldn't you like to know?" she replied coyly, as they crossed the yard, and eventually began their trek down the path and into the woods, brush and old pine needles crunching under their feet.

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 05:44 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Some people in France have trouble pronouncing it." she reassured the red head, stray plants brushing her legs as they made their way to the lake.

"Well, yes" Frankie said, rolling her eyes and slipping her hand around Tatum's waist. I find it very intruiging, actually."

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 05:50 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"You do? I had no idea," Tatum replied, making a little mock pout at the other girl. "Who would have thought a girl like you would be interested in what I have under my bikini," she teased, taking another drag, before offering the joint out to Frankie.

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 05:57 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"A girl like me?" Frankie raised an eyebrow questioningly and accepted the joint, inhaling deeply and blowing smoke skywards. She hadn't been able to have a joint in the house comfortably all summer. Not without a disapproving stare from her father when she emerged from her room. Her toes curled inside her boots as she took one more drag and passed it back to Tatum.

"Is that is?" She asked, pointing at a shimmering lake not that far away.

	From: porcelinaofvast	Date: August 16th, 2010 06:10 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Yes, a girl like you," Tatum replied. "You know, a very pretty, and very s-- very, uhm, attractive girl, and dressed like that," she added, laughing a bit. "It's not like hot girls want to see under my bikini very often," she added. Taking a couple more quick hits, she ducked under a tree branch, as they were getting closer to the shoreline.

"That is it," she replied, nodding her head. "It's a little cold, but not too bad."

	From: petitechou	Date: August 16th, 2010 06:19 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Frankie chuckled and accepted the compliments and tutted at Tatum's insult to herself. After a couple of months Frankie had accepted that Tatum berated herself a lot, but she still thought she was mad for doing it. "Listen," she said, pulling Tatum to her until they were face to face, perfectly matched in height. "You are beautiful" she said firmly, kissing the red head fiercely before breaking away.

Frankie slipped out of her boots and peeled off her t-shirt, wading into the water up to her middle. She only complained a little, the water warming up as you go used to it. She ducked down, getting up to her shoulders wet before standing up again.