‘Momma T, why don’t you sit down and I’ll go place our order’

‘What?’ Alice’s head snapped up. She’d been sitting slumped down on the table at the Planet- her depressed wallowing about Dana interrupted by Bette’s choice of words. She peered at the two women as they settled their jackets on the chairs. ‘I don’t see Angelica’

‘How observant of you Alice. Angus took her for the afternoon’ Bette answered for the both of them.

‘Uh-huh, yeah, great’ Alice said dismissively before getting to the issue that made her look up ‘but you called TK Momma T and Angelica’s not around! Don’t tell me you also call her Momma B?’

Tina withered under Alice’s incredulous glare ‘Uh..well, yeah sometimes I do call her Momma B’

Alice’s jaw dropped open but quickly clamped it shut. There was work to be done here. ‘Alright that’s it. Sit sit. You, get back here and sit down’ She commanded Bette who was still looking quite amazed at this sudden zeal from Alice.

‘Momma B and Momma T’ Alice spat the words ‘make cookies together. They don’t make mad passionate love to each other! I mean, are you guys getting laid at all? What? No sex at all? When was the last time you kissed? Really kissed? Ok any kiss at all?’ Alice continued her barrage of questions, sounding more desperate by the second as she saw the looks on the Bette and Tina’s faces.

Bette sat there looking very pensive. For once, she was glad for Alice being so blunt and persistent. This was something she herself had been worrying her mind over if you can call lying awake all night imagining what you would give to feel a woman’s soft lips on yours, how you would feast on her soft luscious breasts and she would on yours, to have her skilful tongue flick teasingly over your nipples, your bud and the feel of that welcome intrusion into her wet core. If you call that’ worrying’  Bette felt the all-too familiar stirrings and her face flushed as she snuck a look at Tina.

Tina’s thoughts were more than a little guilt-tinged. But as she felt Bette’s eyes on her, an indignant wave of righteousness rose in response. She can’t look at me like that. Its as if I’m the one to blame here! Even as she thought it, Tina was reminded of the times Bette had tried and been rebuffed, She drove the feeling away defensively.