The coffee pot stops perking… Coffee? ..Bette ask Tina, trying to relax her so they can continue their evening together.

Yea, a little cream,.. So, does your mom always cooking for your guest?….They start to walk back into the living room,…They both sit on the couch turning to face each other curling their knees up in front.

If you mean guest as in women. No, Because I  have never invited any women over , Only women who come here are my friends which I conceder my family and  and my Mother of course…..Tina looks shocked

I have never brought a women to my house or bed for that matter….Tina blushes at the mention of Bette’s bed.

Not even the ones you’ve been in a long term relationship with?..Smiling

And who might they be?..ginning, sipping her coffee

Are you saying you’ve never been in a relationship before.

Not since collage.

Wow, you’ve been a player ever since….Bette frowns at Tina using that word, feels like she’s going backward with her.

Well that would be fence post number two with my Father.

He caused you to be a player?

No, He caused me to close off myself and not be able to maintain a relationship with anyone. My Father didn’t approve of my life style, And he made me aware of it often. so I stopped looking for a long term relationship and settled for causal sex and worked on what he did approve of, Which was school academic. So I transfer from UCLA to where he wanted, which was Yale. and which is fence post three.  I guess over the years I have learn to block off my feeling.

Before you transfered… you were in a relationship?

Yes, I had a steady girlfriend, Amy she wasn’t my first but we dated my whole freshmen year and then I told my Father that I was gay and that’s when he asked me to transfer, He thought it had something to do with my mother bringing me to California. He didn’t under stand that the place had nothing to do with it.

So what happened with Amy?

 No lie. it hurt,… We stayed in touch for awhile we hooked up when I came for holiday, But It didn’t last long. You have to be together to have a relationship, we were close but I knew I wasn’t in love with her.