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    When we first met, Chapter 6

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    When we first met, Chapter 6

    Previously :

    Tina simply answered by kissing Bette lightly, taking hold of her hand to guide her to their table. 

    Bette was lying on her sofa papers surrounding her, contemplating demonstration pictures from all over the world since the 50′s. She was working on an art talk at UCLA about spontanious art, using demonstration banners as a support.

    She could almost hear sounds from Chris Marker’s « The sixth side of the Pentagon » with the famous « Hell no, we won’t go » covering her thoughts. Thoughts that were far from the 70′s.

    Thoughts of a cute blond. Responding to the name of Tina Kennard.

    They talked until very late two days ago. And Bette has been day and night dreaming about her ever since she left her at her appartment.

    But Bette the Great, the player, was scared. Scared of falling and being dumped. Scared of opening her heart to someone who, like her mother, would let her destroyed.

    After all her mother was the first woman who should have loved her no matter what. And she left. She had that crazy thought at the back of her mind that maybe, if her own mother didn’t love her, maybe she was simply unworthy of love.

    But, on the other hand, the night had been so sweet, so tender. Perfect. She wanted to take Tina in her arms, she wanted to kiss her again, spend morning in bed just caresing her hair and whisper sweet things to her. She wanted to show Tina her world. Discover Tina’s.

    She allowed herself to think one more time about the feel about the blond’s skin, before deciding. First you finish this first part of your talk. Then you call her and invite her to dinner!

    She focused herself back on work while using the remote to have Bob Dylan’s « Masters of War » playing to keep herself in the mood.

    Another living room, another couch. A laptop, a cute blond who has a really hard time focusing on some script about another captain of the cheerleader, in love with another captain of the highschool football team.

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    1. Great update, happy that she has admitted out loud to someone what she is feeling and of course, Tina is feeling the same thing. Can hardly wait for the dinner date. PPS

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