I don't remember exactly when; it was before Galactic Voyager, but after Jane—I was feeling very emotional, for some reason, and I began to write a story about a pair if women, former ballet dancers, who found themselves on the run from a vengeful guy, who had dynamited one of their homes, just for taking in his pregnant wife, whom he had violently abused.
I must have watched too many soap operas. But I wanted to write a love story between two female ballet dancers; you can see the obvious implied eroticism. I just stumbled on the file this afternoon!
As you know, I'm terrible at filling out an erotic story about two women. But I think I could make something readable out of this; at least a short story.
Kay.
