Create a similar story with title, change the names of the characters, keep the lesbian details and eliminate the sensual activities in the story. 
What happens when a prickly cat lady runs into the new dog owner next door? Brittny Parker, an American graduate student, is moving to London with her lovable Boston Terrier, Cooper, in time for the Queen’s Diamond Jubilee and the 2012 Olympics. Could life get any better? How about adding a super sexy woman next door? The problem is her snooty neighbor is not a dog person. In fact, she despises Cooper from the moment he knocks her over and sends her groceries spilling 
all over the ground.
Prin Jones is a native-born Londoner whose most successful relationship is with 
Francesca, her Persian cat. With a bakery to run and an unpleasant ex-girlfriend to dodge, the last thing Prin needs in her life is an obnoxious American and her poorly trained dog. But it becomes almost impossible not to run into Brit at every turn. 
When Francesca and Cooper decide to become balcony friends, and Prin’s twin sister takes on the role of enthusiastic matchmaker, Brit and Prin decide to give each other a second chance. All they need is one date to see if there might be something more between them. 
It should be easy, right? But somehow everything keeps going hilariously and disastrously wrong. 
Can two women from different worlds meet in the middle to become more than neighbors? 
Best-selling lesbian romance author TB Markinson, has written a hilarious and quirky story about finding love in a foreign land. 
Brit and her dog have just moved to London from America to start a new life, but their first interaction with Prin is disastrous. 
My heart swelled. A happy dog and a lovely apartment in a new country. What more could a girl need? 
A girlfriend to share it with, a little voice in my head whispered. I immediately told it to pipe down. That was the absolute last thing I needed or even wanted. Considering how things had ended with Kris a few months back, I’d had enough of selfish, terrible women to last me a lifetime. 
“We’re going to have a blast exploring all the parks.” I snuggled him, pushing all thoughts of my ex out of my mind. Kris never understood my love for Cooper. No, it was worse than that. She’d been jealous of the little guy, who had been in my life for two years before I met her. When I found out she deliberately hid all his favorite toys from him anytime I wasn’t there, well, that was the last straw. I could never be with someone who wasn’t as much of an animal lover as I was. 
Cooper licked my face again then wiggled out of my arms, but I was able to hunch down in time so his jump was only a couple of feet. 
“Let’s start exploring!” 
Cooper spun halfway around and then completed the spin the other way, all the while barking excitedly. 
After I hooked his leash, we left the apartment and barreled down the stairs. Cooper had never been able to contain his terrierness, and when a walk was on the horizon, he’d give Usain Bolt a run for his money. 
“Whoa! Cooper. We just moved in. Let’s not get the neighbors to hate us right out of the starting gate.” I did my best to rein him in, but he continued to tug at the end of the lead. 
Laughing, I said, “Okay, buddy. Let me open the front door, and then we’ll go for the best walk on the planet.” 
I pulled the large gray door open, and Cooper bolted outside before I could check to see if everything was clear. 
“Bloody hell!” 
Without seeing whichever neighbor had uttered those words, I already knew Cooper had made the worst possible impression on her. Getting through the door and lifting Cooper up into my arms, which was the only real way to control him when he was this excited, I surveyed the damage. 
There stood a woman nearly my age, and wowzers, she ticked about every category for holy hotness. 
Flowing blonde hair: check! Stunning blue eyes: tick!
Curves upon curves: double tick! Creamy skin: yep! 
Staring daggers at me: Unfortunately, double yep. 
This wasn’t unusual for me. My unlucky streak in the female department was years in the making since I’d come out of the closet, and apparently, moving to a new continent had done nothing to change it. 
Don’t just stare, Brit. Take in the damage. 
The angry blonde, whose aforementioned creamy skin was turning redder by the second, gripped the remnants of a reusable bag by one strap. The other had been torn. Apples and oranges rolled hither and thither all around her, 
“Oh, dear. This is a craptastic disaster.” I spoke more to Cooper, who didn’t seem fazed by the incident and wasn’t pleased our walk had been interrupted. 
“A what?” The woman glared at Cooper in my arms with a look that reminded me of a stern British nanny. 
“I’m so sorry,” I mumbled, certain we were both about to be sent to bed without dessert. “Let me put him inside, and I’ll help you gather everything. This is all our fault.” 
The woman bent over, and holy moly, did her backside make the hotness zinging in my body explode. 
No, Brit. Do not ogle the woman your dog took out. 
It was bad enough Cooper had gotten off to such a terrible start. I shouldn’t add to the calamity by gawking at the poor woman. 
“Don’t bother. Get that cretin out of here.” 
“Cretin?” I put a hand on my hip. Had I seriously heard her correctly? “Cooper isn’t a cretin!” 
Eager to defend himself, Cooper let out an excited yip. He was clearly busting at the seams to give the woman kisses all over her face, his usual form of apology. To say he was incapable of reading a room, or sidewalk, was a massive understatement, but that hardly qualified him as a full-blown cretin. 
“I see he’s not trained, either. Never understood dog owners who don’t know how to control their beasts.” 
First, it was cretin.
Now, beast.
My blood boiled. Even if the woman had an ass to die for, there was no way I was 
going to try to get to know her better. I could never get along with a dog hater.
“Well, if you don’t want my help,” I said, channeling all the haughtiness I could 
muster, “I guess we’ll be on our way.”
“Please.” Her perky nose crinkled. “Not only is he uncontrollable, he’s a smelly 
monster.”
I blinked at the woman.
Never in my life had someone reacted like this to Cooper, who was happily panting 
in my face, squiggling in my arms, and giving me sloppy kisses. I was incensed.
“I’ll have you know he’s the happiest creature on this planet and does nothing but 
spread cheer.”
The woman plucked the last orange from the gutter. “For the sake of the 
neighborhood, I hope you’re only visiting.”
With that, she marched through the door right next to mine.