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Beauty is only…50 percent of a woman
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Bette almost forgot she’d been fired from the museum. She was horrified at the thought of telling Tina about her new job. It wasn’t a job. It was worse. She worked the pole damn good. The women loved her. At least she wasn’t getting half naked for a bunch of horny, sweaty men. Tina wouldn’t see it that way. It was a bust, a dead end. The thing was, she didn’t feel much like being around art. Not for the rest of her life, but for nowshe needed something exciting and dangerous. Since cheating obviously wasn’t the answer, she figured she’d try this instead. She never went home with the customers. Never. She won’t understand, she just can’t. Could anybody? Jenny, maybe. She danced for men. How could she do that and not feel some kind of degradation? Bette was sure she did, and only hid it to hide her true pain, whatever it was. It was ten pm. She told Tina she was having drinks with a potential employer. What a crock of *****. She didn’t want to get into the habit of lying. Somehow, Tina would have to deal with this. Somehow.
At eleven pm Bette threw on her black overcoat and headed out into the cold street. She walked briskly, hoping to avoid any potential attackers. The night was dead. The only person out was a small child, Bette had seen before for several nights in a row. She hadn’t given much thought to it, but tonight she felt inquisitive. Plus she had bought herself a big ***** knife and a large pump of pepper spray. If anyone fucked with her, wellthey were the ones who were fucked.
“Um, excuse me.”
The kid had their head in their hands, and Bette thought they might be crying.
“Are you okay? I’ve seen you here before.”
The head came up, and the kids face was wet with tears. “I’m fine.”
Bette saw the black eye, the bloody nose, the scratches across their face. “You don’t look okay. I think you need medical attention.”
“I can’t pay for that.”
“I’ll pay for it. What’s your name?”
“Joey.”
“I’m Bette. Really, you need a doctor or something. I’ll walk you to the hospital.”
The kid sniffed, then wiped it’s face with their hand. “Okay.”
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nice side of Bette, maybe she’ll take Joey home 4 a while and see how Tina reacts????
I must admit the thought of Bette being a exotic dancer is kinda amusingin. Like to see where this is going. Good Job.
LOL! I read the title as “Bette is only 50% a woman” and did a double take, I wondered if you were going to make her get a sex change or something, lol. I find the exotic dancer angle quite amusing too. Interesting story.
If I was Tina I would be mad. Too. Wouldn’t want every one to see my girlfriend fine ass Really ment fine body Thanks
interesting twist to the story but i really cant imagine B doing what jenny did – the story make her some sort of warped person that she is not or weird. I think B being a Yale person has more dignity than that and taken her so long to win Tina back and then throw it again with all the lying and doing such degrading stuff – er, not my couple of tea story. but then this is fan fic so write for those who enjoyed this story – i would say i dont
damm I thinking FLASH DANCE, now this is a job that no one else has put bette into so what the hell I say run like hell with it. Please go I would like to see where you go with this. don’t let people hate cause they don’t think bette would do somethiing liket that