Love Revisited – Coming Home Part 9


Previously.


Bette, you or Tina, call this number tonight. This is the Chief of Police here in Los Angeles. Sometime tomorrow, as soon as you can, both of you are to go down to the police station. Youre to file a report but the decision to press charges for the assault that was committed here tonight will not be made until you receive a phone call from me in 48 hours. The Chief is aware that you will need those 48 hours to make your decision.

Well do that, Peggy, Bette said.

Peggy walked to the door of the apartment and stopped. And, Bette, you really do have the fine artist within you. Your hand did Helenas face in pure German Expressionism.


Peggy still looking at Bette tipped her head in Tinas direction. Take care of her – take care of each other. She turned on those Gucci heels and left.

Bette walked to the door and closed it. She walked back towards Tina and laid her head on her shoulder.

T? Yeah, babe. I think I broke my hand.

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First Bette put the call into the Chief of Police. She let him know that Tina and she had an emergency visit with the Obstetrician tomorrow (the service had returned her call and left a message for Tina to be there at 9:45 am.) Yes, she would call him immediately after that to let him know what time she and Tina would come in to file the report.

Tina removed the now melted bag of peas from Bettes hand and she gasped. At this point, the only reason anyone would recognize it as a hand is because five stubs with fingernails poked out from a black swollen mass.

Oh, my god, babe, weve got to get you to the hospital.

Yeah, guess I really whooped ***** tonightwho knew I could throw that kind of punch, eh?

Yes, my knight in a shining kick ***** power suit. Come on, lets go. Id love to just kiss it and make it better, but, honey, that just aint gonna do it.

Tina went to the kitchen counter to grab her car keys and she heard her stomach growl in protest to its emptiness. She grabbed one of those supermarket plastic bags she always saved, opened the refrigerator, got a couple apples and some cheese, threw them into the bag and headed for the door. Not five star cuisine by any means but the two of them will at least have something in their bellies. Lets go, my heroine, were outta here.

They both left the apartment, got into Tinas car and headed for the Emergency Room. They arrived back at the apartment 3.5 hours later. It was nearly midnight and both of them were exhausted. Everything had happened in five or so hours, yet felt like a week without sleep or a decent meal.

Bettes right arm was in a cast from the first knuckle joints on her fingers up to her elbow. And that cast was going to be on there for 8 weeks. The emergency room doc looked at her hand, looked up at Bette and said, Want to tell me if the face that kissed this hand is even recognizable to anyone? Bette smiled, I dont think so, Doc. Actually, I dont think anyone really cares.

The doctor sent her immediately to x-ray and when the films were developed, he brought her back inside the examining room.

Well, theres a reason that hand is as swollen and discolored as it is. Looks like you broke 3 fingers, cracked 4 knuckles and broke two bones in your hand. Youre not going to be using it for at least two months. Tell me, was it worth this pain?

Bette looked at Tina, held her gaze for a long moment, then turned back to the doctor. Oh, yeah, Doc, most definitely. If I had to use my other hand to get a second crack at her, I would have gladly broken that hand, too.

Well, lets get a cast on you so you can start healing. I would suggest, however, you stay away from the fight game for awhile after you heal. You dont really look like the type of person that belongs in the ring. He smiled and started preparing the casting material.

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Standing in the kitchen, Tina poured each of them a glass of o.j. It was much to late to eat anything heavy and Tina was too drained at this point to cook anything. This will have to do.

Babe, I know how exhausted I am. I cant imagine how you feel now that youve put your Wonder Woman costume back in the closet. Why dont I wrap that arm in plastic, you take a run through the shower. Ill just sit out here and relax and then shower when youre done. Then, Ms. Porter, you and Iyes, you are staying hereare going to bed.

Sounds great, T. Wrap me up, Scottie.

Do you think you can manage the shower by yourself?

Yep, I think so. After all, I can leap tall buildings in a single bound, run faster than a speeding locomotive.

All right, all right, thats enough now, Tina laughed. God, it felt good to laugh. A tired laugh but a good one anyhow.


After Tina wrapped Bettes casted arm up in plastic, Bette headed to the bathroom. What a freakin day and night this has been, she thought. From seeing her daughter on the sonogram monitor screen, to ***** amazing ***** with Tina for hours, to beating the livng ***** out of Helena Peabodywhew, a day for the record books I think. Who woulda thunk it? She shed her clothes, turned on the shower and stepped in.

Bette had finished rinsing the shampoo from her hair. She kept her head tilted back and just let the hot water hit her in the massage of a tingling waterfall.

That little mini movie of the days events was passing behind her closed eyelids when she heard the shower curtain pull back. She opened her eyes as she brought her head forward, her eyes landing on the face of the woman who owned her heart.

Tina reached across the small expanse of the shower space and placed her hand on Bettes cheek, her thumb catching and moving against the side of her lips. Do you mind if I join you? Bette was immobile and did not respond. Babe? Nothing, nada. Maybe this wasnt the best of ideas, Tina thought. Bette looks like an animal caught in the headlights of an oncoming speeding car, frozen in fear.

Tina saw Bette swallow and blink simultaneously. Baby, breathe, youve got to breathe. Im sorry, do you want me to leave? She saw a slight nodding of Bettes head indicating no and actually saw Bettes chest begin to rise and fall, taking in air – letting out air. Tina stepped closer, narrowing the space between their bodies, reached around Bettes head and drew her mouth to hers.

Bette felt the air leave her lungs and enter Tinas mouth in a groan. Tinas tongue entered Bettes mouth and wrapped itself around her tongue. Then Tina withdrew, let her tongue trail first over Bettes upper lip, then her lower, and then enter her mouth again. Tinas breathing was rapid and she, too, felt her breathe expel in groans of her excitement.

Tina drew back and heard herself echo Bettes words to her as they left the bedroom hours before, Its okay, Baby, its okay now.

Bette was overwhelmed – overwhelmed and filled with passion and want. Her insides felt like a combination of butterflies doing air flips over a quivering bowl of Jello. Does Tina even realize, can she comprehend what I feel for her – what moments like these do to my soul?

Yes, I know, baby, I know, I feel it, Tina said outloud. Tina saw in Bettes eyes the love, the want, the desire and the gratitude. It was as if Bettes eyes spoke to her letting her know that her heart, her soul, her being belonged to Tina and no other. Tina was listening to the unspoken feelings in the messages Bettes eyes were sending and she was committing them to the scrapbook of her mind

Take me, Bette. Take me to that place deep within you. Im so very open for you, open for passage to your soul. Take me – please.

Bette reached down with her left hand and placed it over the wet curls between Tinas legs. Tina moaned, Oh, god, oh, god.. Tinas lips were swollen and the wetness of her want covered and seeped through Bettes fingers. Bettes leg nudged Tinas leg to the side opening her a bit more. As she did this Tina had moved her hands from Bettes ***** to her hips and moved one to Bettes centerher very wet center.

Tina ran the side of her hand down Bettes wet velvet folds pressing lightly on her engorged *****. Bette growled. She turned her hand and while leaving her thumb pressed against Bettes ***** she entered her. Oh, sweet Jesus, T! ***** kill me now Bette moaned.

Bette was at the same time- and just barely able to concentrate e- moving her fingers in and out of Tina, up to her *****, tweaking it between her fingers and then entering her again. Tina had her head back, mouth slightly open, moans escaping with her breath.
Bette was so wet, Tinas fingers were slipping. And her knees were beginning to buckle as Bette was thrusting in her at the same time she was thrusting in Bette.

Tina had Bette backed up against the shower wall. It didnt, but if this wall backed up to someone elses apartment, the neighbor would have called the fire department by now to report a loud persistent banging, like a water heater about to explode.

The only thing about to explode were these two women – HOT, WET, DRIPPING ***** – each reaching the powerful simultaneous eruption of their passion for one another. They were on the edgehearts pounding, breathing labored, fingers entering and withdrawing, ***** pulsating-

Tina looked into Bettes eyes. She saw they were beginning to roll back – Baby, look at me, look into my eyesahh, please – dear god, please look at meohhhhhhhh, baby, watch me come with youplllllllleaaaaaaaaaase!

Bette lifted her head from the wall to look at Tina. It felt as if she were lifting a 200 lb weight. She was having difficulty breathingevery nerve ending in her body electrified, shooting sparks to her brain. She tilted her head just a bit, as if to shake her eyeballs down and into focus with Tinas. Oh my god, she was going to die right here in this shower from an orgasmic attack of cataclysmic proportions.

Bette and Tinas eyes locked on one another, their bodies moving in unisonwaves of heat building, beginning its surge to its zenithreaching the edges of the volcanic opening – interior walls clenching milliseconds before pushing their climax out and over the edge of their beings.

TINAAAAAAAA!!!!, Bette screamed in sheer ecstasy . Her body was shaking, totally out of her control. BETTE, OH, GOD, BETTE, FEEL ME COME – *****. OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH, Tina was screaming also.

As their mutual releases began their descent , Tina put her head on Bettes shoulder. Her breathing still labored, her heart pounding, her extremities nearly numb from the release. She could feel Bettes body shaking. They both waited a few moments before withdrawing their fingers from one another. Heart rates and breathing slowly returning to normal. Tina reached over and shut the shower off. Then returned her hand to Bettes body.

There was silence. Tina lifted her head slightly. Babe, you okay? Nothing. Baby? Earth to Porter – come in please. Tina pushed back slightly to look at Bette. Baby, please, are you okay?

Bette opened one eye, then the other. Are you trying to kill me, T? Do you want our daughter to have only one Mom? Tina grinned, I take it you enjoyed yourself then? I I know I sure did.
Bette smiled, Maybe, just a tad – Are you nuts? Im still reeling. Where the ***** did that come from – it was mindblowing.

Only the best for my heroine – only the best, baby. Come on, lets get these bodies to bed and put this day to sleep.


TBC