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No Me Ames; #02
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“So, tell me. How goes the donor search?” she asked as she turned her concentration back to the cake.
“It’s good,” I replied, smiling uncontrollably, “We found one, after much searching. You know how important it was to Bette to find an African-American donor so that we could have a bi-racial child. Well, actually, we’ll be doing the insemination tomorrow because…because…well…”
“Because you’re ovulating?” Alice asked, trying to stifle a laugh, “Gees, Hels, you do know you’re talking to me right?”
I laughed, rolling my eyes, “Yes, because I’m ovulating. Gawd, I’m so excited. Is it normal to feel this jittery?”
Alice walked over to me, placing a hand on my shoulder and grinning at me softly, “It is normal because you’re happy. And you’re happy, because you are doing this with the woman you love; if only all of us could be that blessed to find such a great love.”
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After dinner the next day, Bette and I took a shower and settled down in our room. I couldn’t help the grin that spread across my lips as I looked from her to the test-tube which lay innocently upon our cool satin sheets. I knew that this was it, our first step towards our hopeful future. The anticipation sent tingles down my spine as she reached over and pulled me close.
“What are you smiling so widely about?” Bette whispered into my hair.
“Nothing and everything,” I replied, my arms tightening around her waist, “Oh my gawd, baby, this is it. We’re going to do this.”
“Yes, we are, my love.”
“What do you think he or she will look like?”
Bette gently moved away, gazing deeply into my eyes, “Well, I hope that he or she will have your eyes…” she said as she kissed my eyelids, “…and your nose, and your cheeks, and your lips,” she continued, dropping light kisses on my nose, cheeks and lips. “I also hope that he or she will have your neck line,” she added, tracing my neck with feather kisses, moving down my collarbone.
“Oh gawd, Bette…”
She kissed my lips again, slipping her tongue into my mouth as her hands pushed off my robe, revealing my bare body to the cool sheets. Goosebumps crawled over the surface of my skin as she gently tipped me over to lie down, our lips still locked.
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I’m with zheese chassing you into the bomb shelter. You are freaking killing me. This reminds me of an incomplete story written by Speedracer. What ever happened to Speedy…You are just killing me. I don’t even have the energy to chase you into the bomb shelter. WHAAAAAAAAAH!!!!
REFRESH… LOL… you really are in love with the dangerous life style you live Cuzzie huh… your last two stories have brought about threats of bodily harm… LMAO, Love and hugs, JC
It was just too perfect…it was just too perfect. Helena pregnant – madly in love with the wife of the century — Bette…But noooo..You can’t let them be happy for even one more chapter…Yah just had to burst my bubble of joy…and then you leave us with a cliffy – now that really has to stop. My poor Bette is injured and in a hospital and now I have to wait until TOMORROW to find out the extent of her injuries. Oh, the injustice of it all. And I thought my heart was broken by your last story… drat.
GET OUT OF THE WAY JC, YOU JUST MOVE IT, EUNI you get in that bomb shelter and fix this right now, stomping foot, do you hear me, This is Momadukes and I know that the wrong woman must be at that hospital, see I know these things. Go on now. Thank you, Md
what the heck…are you serious, I mean really – you wouldn’t cause us your loyal readers and B any harm, .would you…this is a dream sequence right…oh my…you’re killing me softly…so PPS and get me outta this misery :-)
I am not alone in this!! See, it is all a bad dream, Helena is just having a bad dream is all, right, euni? Right?? RIGHT?? Euni…???? She must be in the bomb shelter fixing this. Good.
See! I saw this happening just because of the title. Now the song’s MTV is playing on my head. Only this time, it’s Bette and Helena. :( Oh, and I know that book. It’s so cute and romantic. I gave it to somebody for valentine’s once. :) Despite the possible very sad following chapters of this story, I still love it. Right up to the moon and back. :)
OMG!!! **Chasing you**…You better run!…Fast and Furious!…into that bomb shelter you’ve so sagaciously constructed! **Wailing**…Why do you torment me so? Why? What did I ever do to you? Gawd! I get up in the middle of the night…can’t sleep…check in to see if you’ve written…excitedly start reading…and what do you do? You send me back to bed with nightmares! You are in soooo much trouble!
Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!
Memo to euni….all heartstopping cliffies in regard to something happening to Bette, will no longer be permnitted. Failure to comply will result in severe penalties. This section of the memo will be enforced and implemented by zheese.We may also take addtional volunteers. Change your ways, euni, there is still time..
You better make sure Bette is going to be OK otherwise I’m gonna be on the next plane to Aussieland to come and get you, grumpy or no grumpy LOL.
HI! Don’t listen to the others. A little heartache at the beginning is better than much at the end. Take your time. I will patiently follow your way. The only thing I agree with BeLena is that you really better make sure Bette is going to be OK. Thanks for your post- I’m waiting for more.
Damn well i remember the Video from JLO and her Marc well i start crying right now…….
Ok Ok…She had an ickling that Bette wasnt okay wow she really knows when something is wrong thats a good thing, but no good on the heart.So…what has happened to Bette i do wonder?
Well I hope you are enjoying yourself. I guess now I have to deal with Bette losing her memory and she dosen’t remeber her wife and friends. Or maybe a coma, that she wont come out of until Helena goes into labor. You know I can live with that. I can wait you out. Just please don’t break my heart and make Bette a ghost and put her soul into someone else’s body. Hey that sounds like a good story! But anyway back to you. Loved this update and can’t wait for your next post. Even if it hurt at the end, I still find it to be an interesting story.
E you sure do know how to end a chapter and it was a doozy,,,,,,so much love and then we got the anguish that something had gone wrong cause Bette was not home at the hour she said or not answering her cell phone….I am thinking that will be have amnesia and forget about her love for her wife,,,and they need to start all over again with Helena being pregnant,,,only thinking outloud,,,,lol great chapter E!!
I shall protect you with all of my strength dear Cuzzie… you have never wavered from your destiny… you tell the stories that only you can tell and you evoke such beautiful reactions… Z you leave my cuzzie alone LOL… and no there will be no taking of names… for I will protect her like a knight of old… and yeah nah nah nah I have Grumpy on my side and she is all powerful… lalala(huggles) love and hugs, JC
Hello My Most Beautiful Cuzzie… it is like destiny and prophecy last chappy felt like it was being told… like all fairy tales… like all tragic romances… you know those Nicolas Sparks books we both love so much… the ultimate love but there is sadness… there is heartache and then there is healing; “Baby baby,” she whispered, “Grow up to be strong and beautiful like your Mummy.” I wonder if Bette is sending a divine message from beyond… giving her strength for something that might happen… something beyond anyones control… you my most amazingly precious cuzzie… you amaze me and inspire me… your literary soul captivates me and levitates me… mucho love and hugs, JC (Latin Nephew to those Salsa Angels and your ever loving Cuzzie always and forever)
You are in our sights.missile. it will hunt you down. Lets get the frama over and start kiving a happy life.