This is My Family..chapter 19

“Every relationship has at least one really good day. What i mean is, no matter how sour things go, there’s
always that day. That day is always in your possession. That’s the day you remember. You get old and you
think: well, at least i had that day. It happened once. You think all the variables might line up again.But they
don’t. Not always. I once talked to a woman who said, ‘yeah, that’s the day we had an angel around’.

Bette closed the book, she looked at Tina with a grin on her face…”interesting T, did we have one
of those days?” Tina was tired but this was one of her good days, she had only slep 18 hours. Listening to
Bette was her favourite pastime while stuck sick in this horrible bed in pain from the injections. Her hair had started to
fall out so she wore a kercehief, looked like a Rasta Mama. ” we had several i think” Tina grinned along with Bette, willing
to play this game….”what was your Bette? what was your most favourite day we spent together, tell me” Bette brought her
chair closer and leaned even closer, whispering so no one could hear but her beloved.

Bette’s favourite day, night actually, was on a chilly October evening…coming on fall and the leaves golden brown.
She had come home from work tired and grumpy, the chill in the air biting her bare hands Once in the house she had flung her
things on the floor and gone into the kitchen for a snack, Tina was not home and she wondered where she was. Then something
caught her eye, something on the floor. Her heart jumped skipped and started. Petals. Hundreds of rose petals graced the mouth of the hallway trailing down the floor
and stopping in front of their room. Bette was agahst that she hadn’t noticed it yet. Walking softly down the hallway
she felt the petals under her feet, soft and erotic. Bette’s heart jumped and she felt the beginnings of arousal from the anticipation.
Grabbing hold of the doorknob she turned it and opened…..and her heart really did seem to stop. The bed was covered….just covered in
petals, and a large metal…chocolate fountain in the middle of hte room floor, and the lights dimmed and softly in the background the low
***** timber of Norah Jone’s voice played in the background. Bette had dropped the peach she was holding taking in the sight. And then
she saw Tina….naked in all her glory sitting on the edge of the bed. Bette’s jaw literally dropped to the floor. Moving closer to reach her but
Tina softly said “stop….you cant come further with those clothes on now can you?” Bette was delighted, anticipation bubbled her veins and
she nervously unbottoned her blouse….feeling nervous undressing for he first time. Tina watched her as Bette took off her blouse, unzipped
her pants, took off her socks underwaear and bra. When she was finally undressed Tina took Bette’s hand and led her to the chocolate fountain
she had rented for a hundred bucks. Sitting down now Tina took a stick and a bowl of strawberreis and it dawned on Bette that this was like
a fondue thing but with strawberries and chocolate. Bette leaned over and Tina met her lips with her tongue instead, shivers ran down Bette’s
body as she sucked. After what seemed hours and hours of exploring the inside of each other’s mouths Tina pulled away and dipped her strawberry in the fountian,
chocolate poured over it as she twisted till it stoppedd ripping, then reaching over she teased Bette’s mouth with it, and then Bette bit down on it, then Bette
did the same feeding T……it was all incredibly erotic. Then Tina deliberatly spilled Chocolate on Bette’s shoulder…putting down the stick and with
a grin on her face Tina shuffled over. Bette’s nipples were hard and her body sensitive, expectant of Tina as she came and licked Bette’s skin. Bette
involuntarily gasped…and as Tina sucked and licked her lips all over Bette’s shoulder she found it hard to stay still, Bette was fidgeting under the sensation
and finally when Tina was done she grabbed T’s head in both hands and kissed her, Bette moved forward but Tina stopped her with two hands, pulling
away…shaking her head T calle Bette a naughty girl. Bette felt her juices flow then….and Tina continued to “accidently” drip chocolate on
Bette, finally when Bette’s skin was wet with licks and slightly smeared with chocolate Tina took her hand led her to the bed. she couldnt wait either. Tina, with
both hands, pushed Bette on the edge of bed so she was sitting down…and kissing always Tina moved so she was sitting on top of Bette…her knees resting
on hte bed. Bette held Tina firmly….it was the best night of Bette’s life.

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