Tina Kennard

After the gig, everyone is exhausted yet very exited. Bette and I are in the dressing room, we’re supposed to change. I turn around to look at her as she gets rid of her shirt. I look at her body as she stretches her arms – oh wow.

She sees I’m checking her out and smiles at me. She walks over to me, snaking her arms around my waist. She snuggles her head on my chest.

“You are amazing,” she whispers. “I love you so much, Tee.”

She looks up and I’m sure one day I’ll drown in those big, chocolate brown eyes. She kisses the tip of my nose and pulls me yet closer – I’m only a bit squared I’ll be flat when she’s done with me.

“You did better,” I smile, giving her a small peck on her cheek.

She pouts. “Is that all I can get?”

“You can get more, Porter, only… there’s no hurry.”

“Oh – there is.”

“Why?”

“Because I’ve seen this really nice girl in the audience and I want to get to her before she leaves,” she jokes. I punch her playfully on her arm and she continues. “But don’t worry, Tina, she looks a bit like you, so that means I still love you. I can always come back if I’m done with her – or hey – maybe a threesome?”

“What about a threesome?” Seth says as he peeks around the door. He grins as he sees Bette in her bra embracing me.

“This is a girl’s room!” I shriek. “Get out!”

“I’m from Barcelona, I know nothing,” he says as he walks away with his hands in the air. “Just wanted to let you know there are lots of people interested in you guys.”

I look at Bette. “I bet they are very interested in us, Tee. We are incredibly hot together. Of course, I am the hotter part, but -”

“Don’t flatter yourself, Porter,” I laugh. I really like this jokingly arrogant side of her. She’s so shy, but sometimes she can be a total different person.