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    Collison Course 4.12

    Collision Course 4.12

     

                Lindsay crept up to Bette’s office, peeking in and saw Bette’s eyes brighten the instant she saw her.  Bette stood, excusing herself from the clutches of someone whom Lindsay was sure Bette didn’t want to talk too.  “I’ll be with you in, oh, give me five minutes,” smiled Bette as she whispered into Lindsay’s ear.

     

                “Ok, I’m going to wait here, in case you need rescuing.”

     

                Bette grinned brightly, moving back into the room and quickly explained to the gentlemen there that it seemed that one of her professors needed her expertise.  Ten minutes later, they were slipping into Bette’s new BMW, both happy to be free from work.

     

                “I am so glad you didn’t forget,” laughed Bette.  “I hate having to kiss corporate ass.”

     

                “Does it taste any different than artist’s ass?  I loathed having to bend over and lay a lovely juicy kiss on one,” sighed Lindsay.  Both Bette and Lindsay laughed, the easy banter had quickly bonded them as friends. 

     

                The moment Bette had met Lindsay and Melanie, she’d understood that any relationship can withstand just about anything that happened.  Cheating, fighting, death, love, life and everything in between because Mel and Lindsay had gone through it.  Now, they were in a better place, not only living in LA, but in their lives, their careers and in their love.

     

                They arrived at The Planet during the lull in the crowds, just after two pm, they found a large table on the patio away from anyone coming in, but where they could see everyone.  Bette settled in, looking around to see if Kit was there, but saw that she wasn’t.  More than likely at home, her pregnancy was hard on her.

     

                “Hmmm, I am hungry,” said Lindsay.  Her dark eyes looking over the menu, looking up and seeing Bette looking at her, “What?”

     

                “Well, most women don’t say that they are hungry, at least, none that I know,” said Bette seriously.

     

                “Well, I’m a different breed of lesbian,” said Lindsay, batting her eyes.  Tucking her blonde hair behind her ear and giving the menu another long look. 

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    Comments

    1. Hey sweetheart, you just keep out doing your self. That was amazing. Hope you are feeling better,as for me.Hell my house looks like the walking wounded. I.m TUFF OLD BIRD SO DOING GREAT. hEY TAKE CARE OF YOU. tHANKS BVH

    2. The art scene & confrontation in the alley sound familiar??? Or i’m just too confused going back & forth w/your other stories :) Art is subjective, Bette needs to lighten up. Rosita kicks ass, a no holds bar kind of woman. I dig her! Anytime for Le Band Wagon return?

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