Once in the restaurant Bette made a bee-line to the table. Tina didnt even look up; she was deeply absorbed in eating her stuffed potato. But she did say why Bette took so long.and looked up smiling. Bette managed a half-smile and looked down at her plate. At the sight of food Bettes stomach lurched but picking up her fork she poked at the pasta. Tina said she took the liberty of ordering for her. Fine fineBette looked up again and smiled more confidently. Well Tina wasnt going to stab Bette with a fork.at least not yetshut up shut up shut Bette.be cool, Tina wouldnt believe that girl. She had more integrity than that. Bette looked at her, studying that beautiful face. She herself would definitely be suspicious, but that was probably because of the jelly belly inside of her. The air felt stuffy with the scent of food, Bette rubbed her hands and looked around. Shame washed over her and she berated herself. You almost lost her, you almost lost TinaBette knew that if she had actually went on driving to God knows where, she wouldnt have spoken to Tina again. That was something in Bette that had cost her so many otherwise meaningful relationships. Maybe it was her stubborn streak or pride that wouldnt have allowed her to see Tina again had Bette left and gone home. But after hitting on the head countless times Bette finally bit her lip and drove back. Backif she hadnt everything up to this point was meaningless. So now Bette sat here rubbing her legs looking at her food not eating. She wondered what Tina would do, would she talk to Bette about what that girl told her? Yes, Bette decided she would let Tina bring the subject up. Her stomach was swimming again and Bette only took a few nibbles. Tina seemed to be enjoying her potato so much that she made little noises savoring each bite. Inadvertently Bette thought about last night when Tina was making those same noises. Last night Tina ate Bette out. Bette lay on the bed nervous as a chickenshit; she had her hands on Tinas shoulders and tried to swallow. She was so wet her inner thighs were slippery. And when Tina reached down and kissed and licked and entered her.Bette felt the rushes of pleasure zoom up and down her body. Tina made those same satisfied noises when she was eating Bette. Feeling a little more relaxed Bette picked up her fork again and started to consume the pasta.