DEEP, WET KISS FADE IN: EXT. SAN FRANCISCO - EVENING An opening voice-over plays against dissolving San Francisco landscapes & landmarks. VOICE-OVER (Female) We leave for San Francisco, and I'm filled with a slight sense of nervousness. I did not know what would happen, whether I would be attracted, if I would like them, if they would like me... INT. CAR - MOMENTS LATER We are looking at the backs of two people in the front seat, a man driving, and a woman next to him. This is SEAN and TIFFANY. Their conversation will be punctuated by the occasional glare of oncoming headlights. VOICE-OVER My muscles are tense and I am trying to act calm, cool and collected. SEAN Are you all right? TIFFANY Yes. VOICE-OVER I must not be covering up very well since you've asked me that multiple times on the way here... INT. APT. - EVENING We are in the main living area, stylish in mood and decor. Sean and Tiffany are mingling amongst the crowd VOICE-OVER I'd hoped the drink would help, but I'm still really nervous. Tiffany is tucked safely under Sean's arm near the bar and as she drinks, her eyes search the room slowly, stealthily. The CAMERA SEARCHES along with her, passing over the flock of good-looking people until it comes to rest on a table for two against the far wall occupied by a man and a woman. Tiffany cannot get a good look at her, and when she does turn her head in her direction there seems to be someone passing to block her view. When she looks again, Sean has seemingly made their acquaintance and is beckoning. As Tiffany gets to the table - the woman's face is presented... SEAN Tiffany, this is Nick and Morgan. MORGAN is in her mid-twenties. She has long reddish hair and refined, classical features; with a smoky, reserved kind of sensuousness about her. Tiffany forces herself to notice Nick throughout conversation. VOICE-OVER Stunning. Gorgeous. Nervous and shy, I must look to be studying my drink. Watching her through the green tint of the drink makes her appear even more exotic. I hope I don't drop my glass. Sean retrieves another round for the table. Nick and Morgan survey the room's surroundings, as Tiffany views Morgan, mesmerized. She's graceful even raising a glass to her lips. Tiffany nervously fidgets with her ring, repeatedly removing it and replacing it. Morgan quietly takes it. Their eyes lock, finally...as Morgan lightly caresses Tiffany's empty ring finger. MORGAN I have to go to the Ladies Room. Tiffany follows, her hand still connected to Morgan's. The two men preoccupied, absentmindedly excuse them. As the two women step into the Ladies Room they pass a pretty woman fixing her makeup and viewing her image in a hand mirror. INT. LADIES ROOM - MOMENTS LATER VOICE-OVER I have never been with another woman, until now. Yeah there was that one insanely drunken night but I barely remember any of it. This I'll never forget. Morgan leads Tiffany in and shuts the door. The space is small, and they come together hard and tight. They kiss. And kiss again. Passionately, hungry for the feel of one another. Morgan's hands travel over Tiffany's body as though she's wanted them there for a very long time. The effects of her touch stay, long after her fingers have moved on to new territory. The door opens slightly, the pretty woman silently sips from her glass as she watches intently. Her reactions seem to mirror Tiffany's. Tiffany gasps as she feels the softness of Morgan's lips upon her collarbone, slowly tracing the outline of the bone. Her lips move wordlessly as Morgan's hands begin to boldly explore further, simultaneously rotating her body away from her, yet holding her close. TIFFANY Yes, yes... MORGAN I've never been with a woman before either. Tiffany's face registers a look that could be mistaken for anguish. MORGAN You're so beautiful. Seeing you respond makes me so hot. So wet. VOICE-OVER My entire body about melted when I heard that. The way she kisses is so passionate. The combination of the taste of my drink and hers on my lips is jarring. I'm so conflicted, part of me wants to stop. Morgan places her hand along with Tiffany's between her legs. Tiffany shivers, her hips slowly pulsing against the fingers, desperately in need... Of sweltering, furtive, immediate sex -- And when it is over, both women regain their composure and exit the ladies room... INT. APT. - MOMENTS LATER Seeing the looks on the faces of their respective partners as they rejoin the table. VOICE-OVER I thought that everyone around us knew what just happened. I didn't care. I only looked forward to what would happen later. The men we were with had no idea what was about to take place, honestly neither did I. All I knew was that we were well on our way to a long, passionate evening that was just beginning. *The name TIFFANY will be changed to SAMANTHA/SAM These are the two principals, the brunette is SAM, the redhead is MORGAN.