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    Homecoming * A Tibette Beginning (Chapter 6)

    CHAPTER 6

     

    Dinner…she asked me to dinner.  We are going to dinner. Tina could barely contain herself as she half-ran, half-walked toward the administrative lot in front of the main building.  Up ahead she could see the town car idling, John comfortably behind the wheel.  What was she going to wear?  Did she have anything appropriate; then again, what exactly was appropriate?  She had absolutely no idea where they were going.  Before Bette could even finish asking Tina out to dinner, Tina had said ‘yes’.  The immediate, almost frantic affirmation had surprised Bette, and mortified Tina.  She was incredibly embarrassed, although if Bette was amused by her response, she hid it well.  Tina had offered her driver for the evening, but Bette wouldn’t hear of it and offered to pick Tina up at her hotel.  Tina had started to argue, with the hotel nearly an hour away in Boston, she didn’t want to have Bette to drive that far out of her way.  Bette would have none of it.  She would pick Tina up at eight.  End of story.  And Tina wasn’t going to argue.

     

    Tina had barely reached her car before she heard her name being called from behind.  Shit… Shit…Shit!

     

    "Tina!  Hey, Tina, wait!  Where the hell are you rushing off too?"  Alice ran to catch up with her.

     

    "Hey Alice."  Tina smiled and shrugged her shoulders, "It’s just…Well, it’s been a long day, you know? I thought I’d just go back to the hotel and get some rest."

     

    "But aren’t you leaving tomorrow?"  Alice furrowed her brow and stared at Tina, "Why the hell is your face flushed?  And why are you out of breath?"

     

    Because I can’t stop thinking about the fact that I’m going to have diner with Miss Elizabeth Porter – the woman I’ve been madly in love with since the age of 14.  The woman I’ve fantasized about endlessly.  The most beautiful wo…"

     

    "Tina!"  Alice snapped her fingers in front of Tina’s eyes, "What the hell is with you today?  And where did you go after the luncheon?  What the fuck?  Have you been smoking weed in the girls room?  Hey, remember that time I got that weed senior year and Kathy Williams flipped her shit because she thought we were going to get caught and…"

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    Comments

    1. Yes John, Tinas Bette is absolutely stunning especially when she is all dressed in some knockout outfit and in candlelight, she is “to die for.” Tina can dream about the evening to come on the drive and it will occupy her mind and prepare her for the evening. Like John, I can only imagine how stunning they both will look. Knowing Bette she has already lined up a limo for the evening with someplace really special to take Tina. Can hardly wait for the next chapter. If you want to post this story and make it a “slow burn” that will be great. Anyway you want to do it and we will be here waiting to read more about “our girls.” Thanks for posting. PPS

    2. “My thoughs exactly”-where is the third page? Is a post a day too much to expect? It is huh? Can we settle for every other day? I really enjoy this story!

    3. Yeah, 3rd page??? :) Well, let’s hope that Bette will be staying over at Ms. Kennards hotel room since she doesn’t want to drive an hour after their fantastic (yes, we all know it will be) dinner date. PPS

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