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    a lesson learned- a christmas story

    Story written on December 9, 2005 by runawaytee.
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    Tina takes Bette and a seven yr old Evan home to meet her parents

    The thrill of being caught by my parents and Bette’s requested fueled me to finish what she had started. I bounced on her hand as she continued to torture me with her fingers.

    “Babe, babe, babe,” I repeated over and over as I neared the edge.

    The creak of my parents’ bedroom door opening pushed me over. Bette wrapped her arm around me waist and held me as I shook from the powerful *****.

    “Tee, they’re coming.”

    “Good for them,” I breathed.

    “Tina, I’m serious,” she stressed.

    I looked back at her, “I can’t… walk.”

    My strong wife lifted me with ease and laid me on the bed. She quickly covered me with the previously turned down bedding and then quietly unlocked the door.

    “Christina,” my mother knocked on the door, ” are you okay?”

    Bette slowly opened the door, checking on me as she did so.

    “She just had a little nightmare, Mrs. Kennard,” Bette explained.

    “You just went to bed ten minutes ago,” my mother threw at Bette.

    “You know how fast she falls asleep when she’s really tired.”

    “I suppose so.”

    “I’m okay, Mom. I’m just really exhausted,” I yawned on cue.

    “Well okay,” my mother said looking back and forth between me and Bette, “Good night girls.”

    “Good night, Mom.”

    “Good night, Mrs. Kennard,” Bette smiled.

    She watched my mother walk down the hall and back into her room. Closing the door, she looked back at me.

    “That was close,” she sighed.

    “But it was good,” I smiled.

    *****

    I don’t know what I was thinking when I packed up Evan and myself into my mother’s car. I was alone with her. The one good thing was Evan was with us, so she couldn’t say anything to upset me… or so I thought.

    “I don’t understand it, Christina. How could you fall in love with a woman?”

    I stopped walking in the crowded mall and stared at my mother.

    “I fell in love Bette, Mom, the person… not woman. Why does it bother you so much that she’s a woman? Shouldn’t you be happy that I finally found someone I’m in love with… like you and Daddy?”

    “Christina…”

    “Stop calling me that. Nobody calls me that anymore. It’s Tina. My name is Tina!”

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    2. i love this story… i love evan as a child.. and bette and tine just starting out… it was a beautiful pre christmas gift from you… HAPPY HOLIDAYS

    9. Excellent story.. I wish on the show they would give us a little backround on Tina family.. It would be nice to see a story like this played out. Thank you. Happy Holidays.. Write more your very good at it.

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