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    Love on the Airwaves – Chapter 2

    Bette Porter was indeed a portrait of magnificence.  She stood 5ft 8″ tall with dark curly hair, mocha skin and chocolate eyes that could never hide what she was feeling.  When you looked into Bette’s eyes one could see nothing but honesty, her eyes were definitely the window to her soul.  Although she tried to remain strong and hold everything together, one look was all it took to see how she really felt.  Bette was successful in her own right.  She was a flourishing consultant in the globally know Cedars Sinai Medical Centre here in L.A.  From her days a junior doctor Bette had always worked extremely hard, success for her was always measured by how she worked.  She believed success was attained by the kind of job she had, the house she lived in and the car she drove.  She liked to have all her ducks in a row.  As a result Bette missed out on the finer things in life.  The finer things being love, beauty, a soul mate and companionship.  She had never known what true love was.  Sure she had a lot of girlfriends, but none had ever lasted beyond the three week mark.  Her best mate Alice had nicknamed her “love ‘em and leave ‘em Porter”.  She had gained quite a reputation around most parts of West Hollywood.

     

    Now here she sat in the very same park along with Tina.  Unbeknownst to Tina, she also stole glances at the statuesque Tina.  She was always drawn to her.  Everyday she watched Tina and her actions, always with the home made salad and a bottle of water.  Tina would eat the salad first then followed by a long glup of the cool water.  Then she would neatly pack everything up and put her waste in the trash can.  Any other time, any other place Bette would have gone straight up to her and worked her like all other girls Bette had seduced.  Bette had no problems with the ladies, but things had changed dramatically in her life over the past year.  So with sad eyes Bette just watched Tina daily knowing that she could never be a part of her life.  She had only one woman in her life and she vowed to take care of her always.  How could any on the outside understand???  Bette was beginning to learn what life was really all about and soon she discovered how short sighted she had been; now she felt it was too late.  Had she missed the boat to eternal happiness?  At this moment in time her hands were tied. She had promised to be there for Kit and Bette being Bette was never one to walk away from commitments.


    So with one last sigh and last glance at her blonde beauty, she got to her feet to get back to her commitment.  Just as she was walking away, she noticed Tina had started to walk back towards the office block at the edge of the park.  She thought to herself – “One more minute watching wouldn’t do any harm”.  As she was thinking this, suddenly she saw Tina tumbling and falling.   She ran over to her and saw that the contents of Tina’s bag had emptied across the concrete pavement as Tina tripped.  By the time Bette had reached Tina, Tina was still crouching down but had most of her items picked up.  Both went for the cell phone still on the ground, Bette covered Tina’s hand and as she felt the jolt of electricity it shocked her.  She also heard a gasp from Tina when the blonde splendour looked up at her.  Not wanting to break this moment, Bette knew she shouldn’t stay – she should just turn upon her heel and walk away.  However Tina was like a magnet and kept pulling Bette towards her.  Bette held out her hand and softly said, “Miss, are you alright? Please let me help you.  My name is Bette, Bette Porter”. TBC

    Comments

    1. Of course you have to continue. So what is wrong with Kit?? Is Bette taking care of her? Guess we’ll find out soon enough. Please post soon and make it long—please?

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