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    Houseguest 3

    (from Houseguest 2)

    "I trust you just fine," Bette whispered. She leaned forward and captured her partner’s mouth in a kiss. "But a stranger…"

    Tina cut off Bette with a kiss of her own, stroking her partner’s face. Tina placed a kiss in the palm of Bette’s hand before letting go. Then she went to Bette’s dresser and started digging. "Come meet her."

    "My clothes?"

    Grabbing a few things, Tina turned around. "She’s closer to your size, I think." Tina held out the items. "The kid’s soaked."

    Bette got up off the bed, and pulled her robe around herself. She walked to her partner, tossing a hand around Tina’s waist. "Ok, let’s go meet your puppy."

    ——————————–

    Shane was still seated on the couch when Tina and Bette came into the room. She stood up. "So?"

    "Shane, this is my partner, Bette."

    Shane flashed Bette a smile, and let her eyes roam the other woman’s body. "Nice."

    Bette met the look with one of distaste. She looked to Tina, who appeared oblivious to the interaction.

    "So," Shane shrugged. "What do you think" She left the idea dangling.

    "Well," Tina started, "I think you should get out of those wet things," totally missing her guest’s implication.

    Shane started taking off her jacket. "Ok. So, you want in here?" Shane kicked off her tennis shoes. "Or the bedroom?" She started to unbutton her pants.

    "Stop." Bette’s tone halted Shane’s undressing. Bette looked to her wife, and saw Tina just standing there, a look of shock on her face.

    "What we think," Bette started, taking over the discussion, "is that you should get out of those wet clothes so that you can get a comfortable night sleep."

    Shane looked confused.

    "In our guest room."

    "Wherever."

    Bette threw a possessory arm over Tina’s shoulder. "By yourself."

    "Oh." The light dawned for Shane. "T, hand her the clothes," Bette whispered.

    Tina mutely complied, a blush rising on her face. She quickly turned, gesturing down the hallway. "The, uh, bathroom is down there. Feel free to take a bath or shower, I’ll get you some towels."

    Shane looked at the sweatpants and t-shirt offered. "Guest room?"

    "End of the hall," Bette said, a forced smile painted onto her face.

    "End of the hall," Shane repeated.

    "Right." Bette nudged Tina. "Towels."

    Tina rushed off to prepare the bathroom. With Tina absent, Bette’s smile became more feral. "Do one thing to betray her kindness, and you will regret it."

    With that she turned on her heel and walked away. She watched woman depart towards what seemed to be the master suite, then Shane gathered her discarded things and headed towards the bathroom.

    (tbc?)

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