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    Casual Acquaintances? Part 5.

    A date. Tina was going on a date whether she had wanted to or not.

     

    “I’ll pick you up at 7.30.” Bette had said. Tina hadn’t agreed, Bette just stated the time and what they were going to do and she had accepted it, no argument.

     

    But as the time was getting nearer she was beginning to wish she hadn’t. What was the point?

     

    The relationship couldn’t go anywhere, she was married, and straight. She wasn’t even attracted to women. If she could realise this why couldn’t Bette?

     

    Tina  paced the sumptuous living room of her and Eric’s home, taking in the expensive works of art that Eric had collected over the years, and she felt trapped and stifled.

     

    Why had she married him? Why had he married her?

     

    Tina knew all about the little flings that he had when he was away on business, she’d come across the evidence often enough.

     

    The credit card receipts for intimate little dinners in exclusive restaurants, receipts from florists of the sprays of flowers he’d sent to his lovers the small gifts from jewellers he’d bestow upon on them.

     

    She wasn’t stupid, he obviously didn’t love her, but then again she thought ‘did I ever really love him’? There were no pangs of jealousy in fact she didn’t even care.

     

    She felt lonely and restless as if her life was just one big void.

     

    The sound of knocking on the door brought Tina out of her reverie.

     

    She took a deep breath and opened the door to greet Bette.

     

    “Bette.”

     

    Their eyes locked and once again she was lost in what was Bette Porter.

     

    “Hey T.” Bette said taking Tina’s hands in hers.

     

    The touch made Tina weak. ‘What the ***** is happening to me?’ Tina

    Thought to herself.

     

    Tina led Bette in to the living room.

     

    “Can I get you something to drink?”

     

    “Vodka martini, please T, if you have it?” Bette replied glancing around

     the room.

     

    “Sure.”

     

    Bette grinned. “Jesus T, I feel like I’m in a museum.”

     

    Tina couldn’t help smiling back. “You are.” She said softly.

     

    She poured and stirred Bette’s drink and then handed over the lead crystal

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    1. well just caught up from all your chappys and dayum girl. this was fucking hot. im apprehensive about tina the addict tho. makes me sad. but this makes me hot and now i need to take a shower at 130 in the morning. thanks.

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