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    Even in the Quietest Moments, Chapter 3

                Yes, T right there. Oh God yes. She arched into her mouth as the wave of ecstasy hit her. She looked down into the hazel eyes of her wife just as the blonde licked her lips that were still covered with her essence.

              Come; let me do that for you, the brunette demanded, eager to reverse roles. The blonde made her way slowly up her body. She crawled placing kisses along the way. She hovered over her the hazel eyes mocking. Bette decided in that moment that she would thoroughly enjoy wiping that smug expression off the blonde’s face once she had it on her own. She reached up to tug the blonde head close enough so that she could get access to those lips….

                “Fuck.” Bette panted, as she closed her arms around an empty pillow. She lay there slowly coming back to reality. If she could figure out a way to make the dreams stop she would be okay.

                 Life was good again. At least it was bearable. She had a great new position as Dean of California University Art School. It was her mission to put the School of Art on the map. She had the support of her boss. The students loved her. She found that she really enjoyed teaching. Unfortunately her position did not allow her much time in the classroom. She had her daughter fifty percent of the time. She had friends and family. Life was good. If only the damn dreams would stop.

                  She usually worked late at home until she was exhausted so that she would just sleep and not dream. The days and nights that Angelica was with her was the highlight of her life. Her daughter constantly amazed her. She was so curious about everything. Angelica was a happy baby, toddler now. Bette loved every minute they had together. Every now and then she would be caught off guard when her expression mirrored her other mother’s so much that it took her breath away.

                   Her heart was still beating fast from the jarring awakening from her dream. How did that happen she wondered. She thought that her system for not having those dreams was effective. Oh. She suddenly remembered that she actually had a conversation with Tina today. Several conversations in fact if you counted what transpired between them as actual conversation.

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    Comments

    1. So Tina is still thinking about Bette whilst in Henry’s bed? I think she needs to see Bette with someone to make her really see what she gave up. Your own man is commenting on the woman you gave up…that’s bad Tina. What cha gonna do about it Tina? What cha gonna do?

    2. I am also pissed about the direction of the show, but they never listen to the fans anyway. I too started off as a Bette (not that I am not a fan now) but Tina has stepped up on that pedestal right next to Bette. Now if only IC and company would do the same thing. Love the story.

    3. Come on Tina dump your stupid hendick and go to Bette ( she is so sexy and hot in that dress) and beg her to take you back Tina, that is the only way to get your life back. OK please post soon, thanks!

    4. You know, I really thought I saw those emotions in Tina at the party, too… I swear! And there were moments at the party where, if you ignored the existence of s3, they almost seemed… ok. But, you know, I’ve always wondered: How the H**L do you go from Bette to Henry?! Seriously, now!

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