Mae West and Dorothy Parker Take 2

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Mae West walked into the Algonquin Hotel's famed Round Table, dressed in her finest gown and dripping with diamonds. She scanned the room and saw a group of people gathered in conversation, including a woman with short, dark hair and sharp wit.

"Who's the dame with the smart mouth?" Mae asked a waiter.

"That's Miss Dorothy Parker," the waiter replied.

Mae sauntered over to the table and introduced herself. "Well, well, well. If it isn't the infamous Miss Parker. I've heard a lot about you."

Dorothy raised an eyebrow. "And what, pray tell, have you heard?"

"That you're a writer, a wit, and a woman who knows what she wants," Mae said with a sly grin.

Dorothy chuckled. "And what do you want, Miss West?"

Mae leaned in closer. "I want you, darling."

Dorothy felt her cheeks flush. She had never met a woman quite like Mae before, with her boldness and confidence.

"Well, Miss West," Dorothy said, trying to compose herself. "I think you'll find that I'm not easily won over."

Mae placed a hand on Dorothy's arm. "Oh, I'm not looking for an easy conquest. I like a challenge."

And with that, the two women struck up a conversation that lasted well into the night. They laughed, they flirted, and they found that they had much in common. As the evening came to a close, Mae leaned in for a kiss, and Dorothy eagerly met her halfway.

From that night on, Mae and Dorothy were inseparable. They spent their days writing and exploring the city, and their nights in each other's arms. Their love was the talk of the town, and while some people whispered and sneered, Mae and Dorothy didn't care. They had found each other, and nothing could ever come between them.