Robbie and Teresa found that they liked each other as friends.
Despite their mutual carefree attitude towards sex, every week or so, one or the other would call up or message the other one.
Sometimes just for a 2 A.M booty call. Sometimes just to talk.
The two ultra hotties were currently in Robbie's bed, their bodies cuddled up together for warmth from the early winter chill.
A part of both of them were scared of the Fimbulwinter coming back, but they didn't mention it.
"Is this the longest relationship you've been in since your divorce?" Teresa asked Robbie, gently stroking her thick hair, staring into the new woman's deep blue eyes.
"Well, you and my vibrator" Robbie giggled, staring into Teresa's own beautiful brown eyes.
"I'm serious."
"Yes. I suppose so, yeah."
"Why do you like me so much? I'm old enough to be your mother" Teresa giggled.
"I don't know!" Robbie giggled back. "The heart wants what it wants, I suppose. You're just cool."
Robbie paused.
"Maybe too because you don't judge me for sleeping around. You get it. You get me."
Teresa pulled Robbie in closer and kissed her deeply.
"I think you're amazing. You're the best fuck I've ever had, and I've had hundreds since The Great Change. But you're also very sweet."
"Likewise" Robbie smiled. "It's nice having a woman who is sexy but also wise like a grandmother."
After a minute, Teresa asked Robbie a question.
"Do you want to come to my family's Thanksgiving party on Thursday?"
"Would I even be welcome?"
"Yes. My family all liked you very much at the Day of the Dead party."
Robbie considered it. She had been planning on going to see Elizabeth on Thursday.