Bette knew which of the girls would be up at 10:40 on a Sunday morning so she called Kit at The Planet and told her to come over anytime after 5pm for a bar-b-que, swimming and girl’s night.  Kit couldn’t get there until 7pm once her night manager came in but would bring some dessert to sweeten being late for dinner.

She then decided to call Tasha knowing that she never slept past 7am and occasionally on an off day would sleep until 8am.  Sure enough, Tasha was up and well into her substantial morning exercise routine and quickly answered the phone so not to wake Alice.  Tasha agreed to come and would check with Alice over what time would be best and what they’d bring with them.

Next up, Shane… who probably wouldn’t answer; true to form the phone went straight to voicemail.  Jenny was away in her own little world staying at a hotel now after the Nikki/Shane thing so she declined when called. 

So Bette headed into the bathroom to get showering over and done with before Angie was awake plus she wanted to at least look presentable to have breakfast ready and waiting for her love when she got back all sweaty and stinky from her run.

Twenty minutes later, Bette felt a warm body slide into the shower behind her.

“Morning T.”

All that was returned was a sensual kiss on the nape of her neck.  She then felt Tina’s left arm wrap around her stomach pulling her back into Tina’s body and Tina’s right arm reach up and start to massage Bette’s breast.  Bette just chuckled.   Obviously the run had not done it’s intended task of being a workout and had just worked Tina up. 

Not one to let down a sweaty and stinky Tina, she pulled away from her grasp just enough to turn around and plant a sensual kiss on Tina’s luscious lips.  Tina still had her hand on Bette’s breast and began massaging and tweaking her nipple with fervor while they were kissing, their tongues fighting for control.  Bette unconsciously moaned into Tina’s mouth.  That just spurned Tina on more and Tina moved her left hand down to Bette’s ass also massaging it in the same rhythm as she was on Bette’s breast.