Two slender, young lesbians, barely legal and barely dressed, sit on the kitchen counter, licking ice cream cones. Their eyes meet, and the game begins. They lean in, tongues flicking out to taste each other's dessert, their breaths hitching as they realize the sweetness is not just in the ice cream. Their lips meet, and the ice cream is forgotten, their hands exploring each other's bodies, leaving trails of sticky sweetness.