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    Sexual Healing

    "Tina!" Bette whined, "I’m thirsty!"

    Tina walked in with a cup of water, "I was coming Bette stop acting like a child."

    Bette grunted and shifted her arm. "Oww!"

    "Bette you’re not supposed to move your arm," Tina said adjusting Bette’s broken arm onto the pillow. The giant cast left little room for movement.

    "Can you please adjust the stupid boot? It itches," Bette sighed.

    "Bette no one told you to get all aggressive with Papi in that basketball game," Tina said.

    "Oh come on, the first time we played basketball we had freakin Jenny that was scared of the ball and you were on their team," Bette said, "this was a good rematch."

    "Babe we lost fair and square," Tina said, "come on we even had friggin Tasha on our team and she was a beast."

    Bette pouted, "Tasha and I were leading our entire team while Papi’s team was all synchronized."

    "Yeah that’s why you chased the ball onto the street and got hit by a damn car Bette," Tina said, "scared me nearly half to death."

    Bette chuckled slightly, "flew like 10 feet in the air."

    "Not funny Bette I nearly had a heart attack," Tina said caressing Bette’s cheek.

    "Mm why did they have to put these big ass casts on me?" Bette groaned.

    "Well let’s see, you fractured your radio bone or whatever the Hell it’s called and you dislocated your ankle," Tina said.

    Bette pouted, "you’re supposed to make me feel better."

    "How am I supposed to do that sweetie, you can’t have any more pain meds," Tina teased.

    Bette laughed, "well God, at least say that our team would have won if the accident wouldn’t have happened."

    Tina made a face, "babe they had 127 and we had 72."

    "The Lakers have come back from worse," Bette said.

    "Do we look like the damn Lakers?" Tina said.

    "You’re really bad at this," Bette said.

    "So you want me to make you feel better huh?" Tina said with a smirk.

    Bette’s eyes narrowed, "what are you planning woman?"

    Tina shrugged with a playful smile then gently climbed over Bette’s body.

    Bette grinned, "Angie’s asleep?"

    "Uh huh, that’s why I like getting the two-room suites whenever we visit L.A," Tina said.

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    1. Dag nabit…how am I supposed to write my story if you continue to writes theses types of scenes…I’m going to take a shower now because it’s really hot….outside…yeah…hot outside.

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