Previously.

“The grape! I put a grape inside you earlier. Oh my god tina! I’m so sorry, I don’t think I took it outandum there may be more than one.” Bette glanced at Tina horrified. “Um, do you want me to help you get it out?”

            “No, Bette, you keep driving and concentrate on the road, I’ll umI’ll get it out myself,” Tina felt herself turning bright red as she reached down to try to get it out.

            She looked over and saw Bette smiling.   

            “Stop that!” said Tina.

            “What?” asked Bette

            “You’re smiling, it’s not funny!” said Tina with her hand in her pants.

            “Yes, it kinda issweetie,” Bette started to laugh out loud, “It really is! I’m sorry!”

            “Hmmphh!” said Tina, she looked at Bette, “Well now my finger is grazing my ***** and, Oh.godmmmmmm..where are you, grape..mmmmmmm..oh.god.that feels so goooooood,” moaned Tina as she smiled and leaned her head back.

            “Oh my god, Tina that is so hot!” said Bette as she glanced back and forth from the road to Tina. “Oh my god, I want you so bad!”

            Tina smiled to herself as she tried harder to get that damn grape.

Continuing on..

Bette pulled off the road and stopped the car. She turned in the car and looked down at Tina lying there with her hair behind her. She took a deep breath, “Tina, I’ve never felt this way about anyone.”

            “You mean you’ve never seen anyone fishing for a grape with their hand in their pants?” asked Tina.

            “No, I just, I mean, you’re so funny and sweet and easy to be around,” said Bette.

            “Thank you but don’t you think you’reumrushing things a littleI mean we’ve both been in serious relationships before,” said Tina.

            “I know,” said Bette as she grabbed Tina’s hand and eased it slowly out from her pants. She smiled down at Tina, “somehow this just feels different.”

            “Maybe you’re different, maybe you’re ready for something more serious,” said Tina.

            “Are you?” asked Bette.

            Tina shrugged. Bette pulled her arm out and kissed her fingers. She put Tina’s index finger in her mouth and ran her tongue along the tip and over it and down her finger.