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    A Discourse on Desire…Chapter 13

     Bette carried the hose back into the shed, she had just had a huge arguement with Tina about nothing. She didn’t even remember what it was about except that SHE had
    started it. Bette had kissed Tina’s neck while Tina was cutting up vegetables and was struck by how natural it felt. How normal. Bette hated herself, Paxton kept coming into her mind
    as the days went by. So she picked a stupid fight over nothing. Now she was putting the garden hose back into the shed as a pathetic sort of compensation. Bette felt the past day’s toll
    on her body too. The lack of sleep, the sexual soreness, the slight pain from all the hickies, the bruises when things were too rough from passion. Bette was getting tired from the
    passion. But when Tina came nar she felt herself tingle, felt herself respond…and felt herself emotionally respond too. She felt gentle to Tina, so she acted rough. Anyways Bette piled
    the stupid hose in the back of the shed and turned around to find  Tina at the threshold looking at her…with that expression, her cheeks red..her eyes…strange. Bette stood still.

     Bette was the first to move. All of a sudden she wanted her so bad…she moved quickly her arms and hands slightly outstreched to take Tina in her arms. But then a flurry
    of pain hit her cheek, out of nowhere Tina threw the rock she was holding. The violence didn’t make Bette stop, now she wanted her lover more than ever. Tina threw down the rock
    she was holding in her other hand and took a step to meet Bette. It was more absurd than the first time they coupled. Tina was in control, Bette could not manouver herself to get
    IN control. She felt her cheek bleed felt Tina gnawing at her neck at her face at her hands…Bette felt Tina’s absolute FURY. This was her punishment for being such a cruel *****, Bette
    knew this. She crumpled to the floor and let herself be ravaged, she liked it, felt herself get wet…get drippiin with sexual excitement. This was how depraved they were. Tina was on
    top clawing Bette’s hair….feeling the sudden need to feel Bette’s tongue inside her. Bette felt Tina move on top of her, move so one thigh was on each side of Bette’s head. She could
    smell Tina’s *****. Bette reached up and took a hold of Tina’s zipper, she ripped with all her strength. The pants ripped down Tina squirmed to get out of them. She put her fingers
    in Bette’s mouth, needing to feel the warmth of her lover’s mouth. Bette bit down hard and Tina gasped leaning down to kiss her. They kissed gently, suprisingly gentle. Tina’s pants
    were off and Bette ripped Tina’s underwear too, the shed floor hurt Bette’s back, she felt every nook and bump. Tina was free of her pants now, of underwear too..and Bette saw and
    smelled the ***** juices on Tina’s inner thighs. With each hand Bette took ahold of T’s ***** and brought it down. Bette could hear Tina gasp as Bette licked and sucked and kissed
    the holiest of holys. Bette couldn’t breath, she felt pain in her back, she was drowning in Tina’s juices, her cheek was sore and bleeding, her emotional state was frazzeled and she
    was torn from denying herself so much. But at that moment Bette knew in her heart that Tina was the One, that she really did truly love her.

     After they lay there tired and breathing as slowly as possible. Tina lifted herself up, Bette sat up, they both helped each other stand. Bette was really dirty, sawdust was on her
    *****…but nothing was said to each other. Tina was beginning to think Bette didn’t care for her, she turned from her love and gathered her clothes. She couldn’t hear Bette whispering
     ”I love you” behind her back.

     And soon the two weeks were over, their time was up. Bette didn’t know what the future held, she had given up on trying to control it.

    TBC

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