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    Chapter 30

     

    “Your abilities with the guitar don’t seize to amaze me” Tina said to Bette once everyone was gone for the night and they were comfortably sitting outside just enjoying the moment.

     

    “Thank you” Bette shyly replied.

     

    “No, but seriously Bette… given the amount of songs you guys played, it’s unbelievable that you even remember all of them… how do you do it?”

     

    “I don’t know, it’s always been like that… every time I learnt a song I was never able to forget it, I cannot explain it really” Bette replied blushing a bit.

     

    “When did you learn how to play?”

     

    “Actually I learnt to play the piano first… my mother was in fact a great player and made it to the New York Philharmonic but gave all that up to marry my father and stay with us, since that job required more than fifty weeks a year of absences plus the endless hours of rehearsals. So she decided to become a teacher instead and since everyone wanted her in Philadelphia she was pretty much busy anyway. She was the one that taught me to play… I was little then but later on I learnt to play other instruments too” Bette said fondly remembering her childhood and early teenager years.

     

    “How little were you?” Tina’s curiosity got the better of her. “Twelve?” The blonde asked next and Bette’s facial expression gave her away. “You were younger than that? Ten?”

     

    “No” Bette shyly admitted again, but this time used her voice.

     

    “Eight?” Tina asked again and this time she was sure she couldn’t go any lower than that age.

     

    “I was five when I started learning” Bette said shyly.

     

    “No way, that’s like… that’s awesome actually, and I bet a lot of fun too” Tina said realizing that Bette was actually a prodigy when it came to music, and probably in other areas too.

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    1. I think it’s time they both released some of that pressure. Lock the doors, put the cell phones on mute and take a tray of sandwiches and case of bottled water upstairs to bed for energy. “Let’s Get It On” by Marvin Gaye should be on heavy rotation and clothing definitely not allowed!

    2. Awesome story. Why can’t Tina be in the moment? I know if I was kissing Bette who she kissed before would not be on the top of my thought list. Just go with the flow Tina. Please post again soon, I’m missing this already.

    3. Well that certainly was a NON-answer from Ms. Porter…”not many” (LOL). So Bette and Tina finally get some alone time (thank the GODS) and i think the safest place Tina can be right now is in Bette’s arms and in between the sheets (but what do i know). Happy 2013. Thanks for another great update before the new year!

    4. FUNTASTIC! I so love this story! It’s amazing that both women have such control over themselves. I love the pace and all the connections they make with each other. Thanks for the update. Please post another soon!

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