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"So, um, what do you do for fun? You play any sports or like going to the movies?"

The response Nandi got was her date raising a hand, finger upwards in the universal meaning for shush, while her eyes were still glued to the cellphone in her non-shushing hand. Nandi waited another two minutes for her date to say something, anything, her will to live slowly dying as the other woman continued to ignore her completely in favour of whatever the hell was on that screen.

Having ended a three year relationship a couple of months ago, this was the first date the cheetah had been on in years. It was not going well. In the hour they'd been at the bar, the giraffe had said barely two words to her, Nandi doing her best to try and start a conversation only to be met with one word answers or that damn finger.

Nandi groaned as she placed her elbow on the table and rested her head on her hand. She'd so hoped this date would go well. She'd even found a table for them in the back so that they'd have more privacy and had offered to pay for the drinks and the meal. Her date hadn't had anything do eat but she had taken Nandi up on her offer for drinks, currently on her fourth beer of the night. Remember, they'd only been there an hour.

Nandi picked up her own bottle, still only her first, and put it to her lips to find it empty. Well, time to move onto the second beer of the night. Then maybe the third. And fourth. Would five be pushing it?

"Hey, I'm gonna get another beer. You wany any-?" Nandi was interrupted by that damn finger again. She was beginning to think a fifth beer really was in her future.

Trying her best not to flip the table in anger as she stood, Nandi stalked her way up to the bar, forcing a smile at the honey badger bartender. She was an old friend of the cheetah's and gave her a wide smile as she asked, "Hey, how's the date going?" Nandi shot her a look that said it all. "That bad, huh?"

"Gugu, am I cursed?"

"How do you mean?" Nomagugu asked as she grabbed a beer, popped off the cap, and handed it to cheetah.

"I mean, Amahle dumps me after three years together and now this?" she said motioning towards the giraffe on the other side of the room.

"One bad relationship and a crappy first date don't make you cursed. We've all been there, honey," Nomagugu said with a chuckle.

"Maybe..." Nandi said, ears down, a look of defeat already written all over her face.

It was then the cheetah noticed something, or more like someone, out the corner of her eye. Her eyes widened as she turned her head to see a rare white lioness on the other side of the room, casually leaning against a wall, sipping from a beer bottle in hand. She wore a leather jacket, a dark purple tube top, and tight leather pants that made Nandi's mouth go dry.

"Who is that," she asked her friend who turned to where she was staring with a raised brow.

"The lion? That's Owethu. She's new in town. She's been coming in every night for the past two weeks. Normally I'd worry someone like that is an alcoholic, visiting a pub so often and all, but all she orders is one beer, normally something to eat, and then leaves. I think maybe she's just lonely and wants to be around folks."

"Lonely, huh? I could help with that," Nandi said, ears perked up in interest.

"Um, aren't you on a date?"

"That's going absolutely terribly," she groaned. "Maybe it's too soon for me to get back on the saddle. Maybe what I really need is to have a little fun?"

"Are you suggesting what I think you're suggesting? Nandi, you're not a one night stand with strangers kind of girl."

"Well, maybe I should be." She raised her beer and said, "Wish me luck," before turning tail and heading towards the lioness.

Owethu raised a brow at the newcomer, Nandi giving her a smile as she said, "Hey, I'm Nandi. You're Owethu, right? Gugu says you're new in town?"

"They honey badger?" she said, giving the bartender a quick glance before turning back to Nandi and saying, "Yeah, just moved here a couple months ago."

"Was it for work or something?" Nandi asked.

"Or something." She took a sip of her beer. "Was living with my girlfriend of four years. Came home early from work one day to find her in bed with my best friend. After dumping her sorry arse I figured I needed a change of scenery."

Nandi winced at the bluntness of the story before clearing he throat and saying, "I totally get you. I just got out of what I thought was a pretty serious relationship myself. Turns out she didn't think the same."

With a grin, Owethu raised her bottle and said, "To shitty exes."

Nandi laughed as she clinked her bottle to hers before they both took a big gulp. Lowering her bottle from her lips, Owethu then added, "So, why you over here talking to me and not her?"

Nandi looked over at the giraffe woman she'd motioned to and groaned. "That's my date and it's going terribly. Wait, how did you know I was with her?"

"At the risk of sounding like a total creep, I've been watching you since you walked in. I mean, how could I not? That red dress you're wearing is a total knockout."

Nandi gave her a smile as she responded, "You don't look too bad yourself."

Owethu shot her a wink before saying, "I'll always take a compliment from a pretty lady."

Nandi blushed at Owethu's comment. She couldn't remember the last time Amahle had called her pretty. Or given her any kind of compliment, really. Those last few months before she left her had been filled with nothing but cold shoulders and indifference, leaving Nandi feeling like absolute garbage.

"Maybe our old girlfriends leaving isn't so bad? New beginnings and all that," Nandi said with an awkward smile.

"Maybe," Owethu said, taking another drink before saying, "What's her deal, anyway? Why you on a date with a girl who seems to have a phone glued to her wrist?"

"Oh, her. Yeah, a mutual friend set us up."

"I take it this person isn't going to be a friend much longer," Owethu laughed.

"Oh my god, I know, right? What was she thinking? I can't help but feel this whole thing was some elaborate prank. Urgh, my first real date in I don't know how long and she hasn't even noticed I'm not back yet. Honestly, I'm not a hundred percent sure she even knows I left."

Owethu laughed. "Poor thing. Well, you can hang with me if you like." She patted her leather clad pocket as she added, "I promise my phone will stay right here the entire time."

"That sounds like a plan," Nandi said with a smile.

And that was how she ended up completely ditching her date to hang out with an attractive white lioness who filled Nandi's ears with stories of traveling across the country on her bike, of all the amazing people she met and sights she saw. Her life definitely sounded more interesting than her own, the cheetah positively hooked on her tales. In turn she told Owethu about how she worked as a school teacher, worried her stories weren't nearly as impressive as the other woman's, only to be pleasantly surprised at how genuinely interested she seemed.

It was a fun night, their bottles soon emptying as they chatted away, then grabbing two more that were also quickly gone. By the time she was on her third (technically her fourth of the night) Nandi was well tipsy. The flushed look Owethu wore told her she was the same.

"You know, you're a pretty chill person. Fun to talk to," Owethu said with a smile that made Nandi's heart skip a beat.

"I could say the same to you."

"So, we both enjoy each other's company, yeah? How about you and me take this party somewhere a little more private?"

Nandi's brow furrowed, not quite sure what she meant. Owethu motioned towards the restrooms with her head, realisation hitting the cheetah like a ton of bricks. Was she seriously asking for a hooking up in a pub's bathroom stall? And was Nandi seriously considering it? Yes, yes she was. Her previous words to Nomagugu ran through her mind. Maybe a quickie with a stranger was just what she needed to help her get over Amahle. So, with one quick gulp she finished her beer, placed it on a nearby table and shot Owethu a wink. The lioness did just the same and, now both women filled with more Dutch courage than the entire Netherlands, Nandi took the other woman's hand and lead them off to the women's restroom.

They headed towards the nearest stall and, once inside, Nandi was pinned against the door by a very eager lioness. Owethu licked her lips as she said, "Damn, you really are gorgeous, you know that?"

But before Nandi could respond, Owethu's lips were on her neck, teeth lightly grazing against skin, making the cheetah shudder. She wrapped her arms around Owethu's shoulders to bring her in closer, the white-furred woman using this opportunity to slide her hand up her spotty partner's side, stopping to cup one of her breasts. She gave the mound an eager squeeze, earning her a moan in response. Nandi had forgone a bra that day, her nipples already beginning to peak and stick out against the material of her dress.

Owethu quickly latched onto the pert nipple, grabbing onto it with her thumb and index finger, rolling it between her digits in a way that made Nandi moan. The cheetah's lips parted as she gasped at a particularly hard pinch, Owethu quickly taking the chance to cover her mouth with her own, sliding her tongue into Nandi's open mouth.

It didn't take long for the kiss to grow deeper, Nandi moaning into Owethu's mouth as the woman continued to grope and squeeze her breast. Meanwhile, Owethu's other hand was finding its way beneath Nandi's dress, her fingers gently sliding up her inner thigh until finding their way to her panties.

Nandi moaned in appreciation as the back of a finger rubbed against her cotton clad pussy, the cheetah groaning as a heat she hadn't felt in quite some time began to radiate from her womanhood. Owethu pressed down harder, the lips trapped within her panties parting slightly, enough for her to feel the moistness already forming in the woman's groin.

Owethu pulled away, giving Nandi a smirk as she said, "Already wet and I've barely done anything? My, you are a naughty girl, aren't you?"

"Or maybe you just have very talented fingers," Nandi responded with a grin of her own.

Owethu chucked before grabbing onto Nandi's dress straps and pulling downward until her breasts popped free. "Would you look at these beauties. They're enough to make a girl's mouth water."

Then, with a devilish grin, she latched his lips onto one of Nandi's nipples, giving them a suckle. Nandi sighed as she placed a hand on the back of Owethu's head, pushing her closer, encouraging her to go further. She did just that when she grazed her teeth along sensitive flesh, sending a shiver along her spine that moved around to hit her groin. Her nipples had always been one of her most sensitive features, something Owethu was quickly finding out if her free hand moving to pinch her other nipple was any indication.

"Oh, yes, that feels good," Nandi moan, earning her bud a nibble in response.

Nandi could feel the smile that formed on the lips wrapped around her nipple and was about to asked Owethu what was so funny when she felt her hand shoved down the front of her panties, two fingers quickly finding their place inside their new, wet home. Nandi groaned and bit her lip as the woman's fingers did their work, sliding in and out of her with ease, the woman letting out little moans as her walls contracted around those heavenly digits.

Owethu curled her fingers, sending a wave of pleasure over Nandi that made her gasp when she hit a certain spot just right. Absolutely loving the response the cheetah was giving her, Owethu continued to attack her sweet spot until she was throwing her head back with a low moan, her thighs clamping together as her orgasm washed over her.

Owethu let go of her nipple with a lewd pop and took her now moist hand out of Nandi's underwear to slam it against the door right beside her head. With a smirk that made Nandi's knees weaker than they already were, she said, "Bet that was better than anything your actual date gave you tonight, huh?"

"Definitely," Nandi said with a dreamy, faraway look in her eye.

She pulled up her dress to cover her chest again before the two women opened the door and stepped back into the main room of the bathroom, Owethu quickly making a mad dash to wash her hands. She shot Nandi a wink as she said, "Can't exactly walk around with hands smelling like pussy juice, now, can I?"

Nandi giggled at Owethu's crass words, growing hot again at the thought of what just happened. She splashed some water on her face to calm herself down and the two quickly exited the bathroom.

"Want another beer?" Owethu asked her as they made their way up to the bar.

"No thanks, any more and you'll probably be scrapping me up off the floor." She leaned against the bar counter as she gave Owethu a smile and added, "But I wouldn't be against getting a drink some other night."

"Oh, yeah? Give me your phone, I'll type in my number."

"Okay, I just left my phone in my...bag? Where's my bag?"

Nandi began to panic a little when she realised she didn't have her bag with her purse and phone in it slung over her shoulder. Panic turned to relief which turned to panic again when she remembered where her phone was. It was on the table. Where she'd left her date.

A date that was still glued to her own phone and most likely hadn't even noticed she hadn't come back yet or had gone into the bathroom with another woman.

"How long do you think it'll be before she figures you're not there?" Owethu asked when she saw where Nandi's gaze was trained.

"Bet you fifty rand I can pick up my bag and walk out this bar without her noticing."

And that's the story of how Nandi gained a new girlfriend and became fifty rand richer.