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    An angelic beginning…

     

    I woke suddenly. What was different? My eyes adjusted to the darkness and then I remembered. It was only a split second of memory loss but still a very welcome surprise to see an angel sleeping next to me. Well it’s not every day you wake up next to one. I cast my eyes over the heavenly body beside me. She breathed softly, her mouth slightly open. I shook my head in amazement. My heart beat faster as I think back to the previous night and the lead up to it

     

    The angel visited me at the museum in the guise of a young woman looking for James, my assistant. She explained that her sister and he had been good friends at college and since her sister was making a trip to L.A. the coming week, was wondering whether she might be able to surprise her with dinner with James – she had heard through friends that he worked here for a few months.

     

    ‘James you are a Godsend’  I thought. The angel introduced herself as Tina Kennard and almost immediately stole my heart. I cast my eyes over her. She was without a doubt, the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. From her blonde hair with its careless curls down to her painted toenails, shapely calves, thighs, *****, tight stomach ‘oh Lord’

     

    And then I realised that that was it. The moment I had been dreading for the last god knows how many years had finally arrived. The moment when Bette Porter loses her crown as the reigning ‘Queen of the Lesbians’. No more would I have a different woman in my phonebook, in my home and in my bed almost every other weekend. Unknowingly I had stumbled across my Achilles. She should have been my nemesis, the one who ended all my fun and games as I’m forced to settle down to a life of ***** coupledom. But instead she floored me with her beauty and promptly made me shun every aspect of my former life if I could only share a fraction of hers.

     

    “Well I’m sorry Ms Kennard but you’re out of luck, he left yesterday for a vacation somewhere up state I think, with friends of his. He’s back ten days from now…”

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    Comments

    1. Beginnings are always fun. There is the sweet anticipation, the tenderness, the romance…and in Bette’s case, the goofy as well. Nicely done.

      My favorite line: “Bette!” I blurted out like it was the first and only word I’ve ever mastered.

      Tripping over your own tongue seems to be a rite of passage in a new beginning.

    2. You always gotta love B&T beginings. This has a bit of a differnet twist again, not the earring story, though theirs nothing wrong with the original . Bette tongue tied, too much. Miss I’m always in control Porter at a loss for words. Can’t wait for more.

    3. OMG! I am having quite a wonderful morning… more B&T beginnings! I love it! I like this different meeting. Now, I just wonder how long it will be before she calls Bette. Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Oh boy! Am I excited or what?! Please, post again soon. Great start to what I a sure will be a fantastic story!

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