A DRAFT COPY….

“Here…” Jenny stated, handing Tina the sheaf of papers. “Can you proof this…for authenticity for me?”

Tina nodded, silently dreading what part of her and Bette’s life Jenny would be portraying next. “I’ll get this back to you tomorrow.”

Jenny nodded, her sickening sweet smile causing Tina to inwardly cringe. “That would be perfect.”

“Great.” Tina said, as she continued towards her car…thoughts on her daughter…and the SheBar…or rather Bette’s kiss while at the SheBar…as she threw the script onto the seat.

Tina glanced at the clock, it was just after 10. Running a hand through her hair, she picked up the glass of red wine as she walked into the living room. Her thoughts on Bette…as they had been most of the day…when her eyes spotted Jenny’s script. Sighing, she set her glass down upon the coffee table…tucking her leg beneath her as she sat, her eyes scanning the title.

After the Art show…a glimpse of passion renewed.

Bev kicked the door closed, keys rattling in the background still in the lock, as Nina’s hands slid up her shirt, their mouths sliding across the others. Bev pulled her back…diminishing the distance…cupping her chin…fingers sliding through her hair…as Nina moaned into her mouth, before she felt Nina’s hands sliding beneath her shirt…up her waist…causing Bev to break the kiss and begin nipping at Nina’s neck…

Nina felt the strap of her purse leave her shoulder…as Bev’s tongue burned a trail up her neck, her own blouse being pulled from her pants as they stumbled backwards through the living room…

As Nina’s blouse joined Bev’s on the floor, Bev pulling her closer…loving the feel of Nina’s breast brushing along her chest…wanting to feel her nipples graze her skin…as her fingers skirted up Nina’ back, unclasping the restraining strap while her tongue plunged deeper…sucking…pulling…as Bev’s fingers peeled away the straps…caressing Nina’s silken skin as she followed the bra, until the tips of her fingers were beneath first one and then both breasts…kneading…stroking…as the tip of her thumbs grazed her nipples…eliciting a deep throated moan from Nina as her head lulled back…eyes half closed; laden with pleasure as Bev continued to stroke and then roll her nipples…