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    Bette & Tina – The Beginning: Chapter Three

    Chapter Three

     

                “Relax, Bette,” Alice said. “Damn, I’ve never seen you this tense before an event.” Bette was pacing back and forth and jerking her head up whenever someone would walk through the front doors. “You’ve done hundreds of these dinners, why are you freaking out now? Bette!” Alice exclaimed and grabbed her arm.

                Bette stopped and turned to face Alice. She closed her eyes, took in a big breath and slowly released it. I’ve got to get a grip! she thought to herself. When Bette raised her head and opened her eyes, Alice saw the old Bette Porter; the Bette Porter who was in complete control of her universe, got what she wanted and didn’t take “no” for an answer. Bette gave Alice a little smile and went to greet her guests. But, no matter how hard she tried, she kept checking the door to see if Tina would walk through.

                Suddenly, she felt a tingle at the back of her neck. She turned around and there she was. Tina walked in, her golden locks cascading around her angelic face, her long black dress clinging tightly to her delicate body. She caught Bette’s gaze and a smile began in her hazel eyes and spread to her full lips. Bette’s heart melted as her body was finally able to relax.

                Walking up to Bette, Tina extended her hand. “Good evening,” Tina said. “Glad you could make it,” said Bette, taking Tina’s hand with both of her own. As they slipped into easy conversation, Bette led Tina around the gallery. Every now and then their hands would brush against each other sending tingles up and down Bette’s arm. And when Bette would place her hand at the small of Tina’s back to redirect her to another room, Tina’s knees would threaten to buckle. This is crazy, Tina thought to herself. Why does this woman have this effect on me?

                Soon dinner was announced and everyone began to take their seats around the table. Bette, who had been greeting her other guests, noticed Tina still admiring a photograph. She walked around the table, smiling at her guests, placing a hand on Alice’s shoulder as she passed. She quietly walked up and stood beside Tina. “Coming to sit down?” Bette asked.

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    1. i love thid story my girl is in the bedroom playing her mixed cd to what on them and as i got to the kiss the song i can’t fight this filling come on

    2. There is something about this Beginning of Bette and Tina story. This is really close to how I imagined it in my mind’s eye. The soft gentle wanting and fear in both women as they danced around each other and themselves.

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