Bette: I can’t believe we went to Dan Foxworthy again. (In frustration.)

Tina: Well, this might help. (Trying to stay calm.) You never know.

     Tina smiled at Bette as she sat down on the couch.

Bette: And how is abstinence going to help our chemistry? (Laying her purse down on the table and her keys on the counter.) Which we don’t even need help with in the first place!

Tina: We’ve gone without sex before. (Still wrapping her head around the idea.)

Bette: Not as a choice. (Smirking at Tina as she approached the couch.)

Tina: Bette, you have to promise that we’re both in this together. (Turning on the television as she looked up to Bette for support.)

     Bette sat on the couch, sitting as far from Tina as possible.

Bette: Alright, T. (Watching Tina’s chest expand as she breathed in before realizing she was even doing it. She quickly snapped herself out of her trance and met Tina’s eyes.) But you realize this is going to be like when we were first going out.

     Bette smiled at Tina as she took a deep breath and let it out. Tina put the remote down on the coffee table and met Bette’s gaze.

Tina: Well, we’re doing this for our relationship, Bette.

Bette: One that I would say doesn’t even need help. If we have any more chemistry, we’ll both have to quit our jobs and stay in bed all day fucking. (Smiling at her observation.)

Tina: It’s not about the sex, Bette. (Looking to the television for the daily news.) He said it would be healthy for us.

Bette: (Muttered) It’s always about sex.

Tina: What? (Turning her attention back to Bette.)

Bette: I said I’m sure I can abstain from sex. (Her hand sliding over the armrest as she got a shiver.) But it won’t be easy. (Getting a tingle as Tina leaned back onto the sofa.)

Tina: Don’t worry, babe. It’s only three weeks. (Finding a comfortable position.)

     Without a conscious effort, Bette was already picturing Tina naked. Tina just laid there, watching the television as she wondered to herself how she would last three weeks. Suddenly she felt she needed sex more than ever, knowing she couldn’t have it at all. She glanced over at Bette who had turned her attention to the television for her own sanity. She looked so beautiful as her hand held the majority of her curly hair. Bette looked intensly at the television, as Tina watched her other hand fiddle with the hem of her pant leg. Tina’s eyes slowly made their way up her thigh to her stomach, and even slower to her face.