“Good morning sweetheart. Oh, good morning Bette. You’re here bright and early.” Mrs. Kennard walks into the kitchen to see her daughter and best friend eating a bowl of Cocoa Puffs with silly grins on their faces. Typical teenage girls, she thinks to herself, probably talking about a cute boy at school. She leans against the counter, giving the girls her full attention.

“Yes. Tina and I need to pick up a book from the library before class. We’re doing a project together.” Bette beams. She only feels a little guilty about sneaking into her girlfriend’s room and spending the night.

“You are such a good influence on my daughter. She’s so lucky to have you.” Mrs. Kennard gushes. Both girls are excellent students. She turns to make herself coffee.

“Thank you Mrs. K. I try to keep your daughter in line. She can get very distracted sometimes.” Bette smirks teasingly as Tina raises an eyebrow with a smile.

Bette gazes intently into Tina’s bright hazel eyes, hoping to do a little ‘distracting’ now. She picks up her spoon and licks it seductively, slowly and with intention before putting her lips around it and sucking it noisily. Tina blushes, remembering what those hot lips did to her last night. She can still feel the sensitive marks on the back of her neck. She squirms in her seat before giving Bette a challenging look. She grins wickedly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She loves this game. She loves the teasing, the foreplay. And she loves that her girlfriend is such an easy mark. She chuckles as she quietly removes her shoe and pokes an unsuspecting Bette between her legs. The big toe hits its target with precision. Bette jumps in surprise and drops her spoon into her bowl where it clangs loudly in the small kitchen. Her eyes grow big and wide.

“Bette, are you okay? You look a little flushed.” Mrs. Kennard turns quickly to see Bette’s cheeks a bright red and her breath caught.

“I’m fine. It..it..it’s a little hot in here.” She looks away hurriedly, pulling at her collar and crossing her legs to stop her center from twitching uncontrollably. Tina covers her mouth to hide her giggle but with no success.

“We better go, T. We don’t want to get into trouble.” Bette stresses her last word and gives the feisty blonde a warning look.