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    After the Kiss: Chapters 7 to 9 The Joke

    Alice – Bette, a lot of women obsess about you. You just don’t notice because you have never obsessed about anyone!

    She smirks.

    Alice – Until now! Come on, who is the lucky woman?

    Bette is silent for a moment.

    Alice – Who is she?!

    Bette – What do you think about me dating Gwen?

    Alice – While obsessing about someone else?

    Bette – Uh … It’s hypothetical, I told you.

    Alice – Gwen is hot! But she won’t make you forget your … hypothetical obsession.

    Bette – Why not?

    Alice – Because there are only two ways out of an obsession. You either feast on the object of your desire until the obsession goes away … or you drown in your own pain for a while.

    The brunette frowns.

    Alice – In some cases, you may choose to drown in a bottle of tequila. I don’t recommend, though!

    Bette’s face softens.

    Bette – I’m sorry …

    Alice – Oh well … that’s tequila under the bridge!  

    The brunette looks pensive.

    Bette – So … I have only two options.

    Alice – I thought you said that it was hypothetical.

    Bette – Uh … I mean to date or not to date Gwen.

    Alice rolls her eyes.

    Alice – Yeah … right!

    Bette looks distracted again.

    Bette – Umm … I like the feast part though …


    Tina’s bedroom, late night: Tina returns to her bedroom, taking off her robe and lying in bed. Chocolate is the solution to everything. Better than Ambien! – she chuckles. The blonde yawns and closes her eyes with a peaceful smile on her face.


    Bette’s bedroom, late night: Bette and Alice are still talking on the phone. The brunette smiles mischievously.

    Bette – Did you ever … feast on your obsession?

    Alice – What do you think I was doing for six weeks following you around like a puppy?

    Bette – Ahh … that’s why I had to drag you by the mouth. You wouldn’t let go of my leg!

    Alice – If you want to call it a leg …

    The brunette laughs.

    Alice – How was the party last Saturday?

    Bette – It was good. You should have gone.

    Alice – Someone forgot to invite me! (pause) Was Gwen at the party?

    Bette – Yes.

    Alice – She always had a thing for you.

    Bette – And she had a girlfriend.

    Alice – Not anymore! Are you going to date her?

    Bette – She asked me out boating this weekend.

    Alice raises an eyebrow.

    Alice – Just the two of you?

    Bette – Yes.

    Alice – That’s a big boat she has … more like a yacht … with a huuuge bed!

    Bette – And how do you know this?

    Alice – I have my contacts.

    Bette chuckles.

    Bette – Are you going to be around this weekend?

    Alice – Yep!

    Bette – I’m thinking about planning another dinner at the gallery. Maybe you can help me with the invitation list?

    Alice – Another one?! You just gave one … some four weeks ago.

    Bette bites her lip.

    Bette – Well … maybe I should have it more regularly. It’s good for business.

    Alice yawns.

    Alice – OK.

    Bette – Umm … I’ll let you sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow. Thanks for helping me!

    Alice – Anytime! I love when you spread salt on my wounds. A masochist fetish, you know?

    The brunette smiles warmly.

    Bette – Sleep well.

    Alice – Sleep!

    They hang up and Bette leans back against the headboard, looking thoughtful. A mischievous smile appears on her face.  

    Bette – May I invite you to a feast, Miss Kennard? (pause) A feast where you happen to be the main course?

    She sighs heavily, closing her eyes.

    Bette – Jesus …



    1. Oh, my. I don’t think Tina is going to be able to resist Bette for long. I’m not sure that there is a woman alive who could resist this type of seduction – the looks, the maintaining of distance and when the opportunity presents itself to place yourself so near but not touching. Of course, the voice control with the suggestive words? Who wouldn’t just melt. Put that on top of the fact that both men and women find Bette to be very desirable. And what Tina may or may not know, is that Bette’s has never pursued any woman in this manner – Tina is different. Tina is so humble, I don’t think that she realizes how beautiful she is.

      Wonderful chapter – two Greek Goddesses in the garden admiring works of art! Love it…keep these coming.

    2. Let the feast begin!!!

      I think Bette shouldn’t date Gwen when she is so clearly smitten and obsessed about Tina, but i would understand if she does, Gwen is a beautiful lady and Tina is with that loser Eric.

      They dance around each other and it will take Tina more time to accept and act on her feelings for Bette.

      Looking forward to the next chapter!!!

    3. Hi dbff!

      It’s still wracking my brain because I remember reading the chapters as you post them but I still can’t seem to place the rest of the story! But I’m definitely enjoying it :)


    4. Hi DBFF:

      Great chapter, I think Tina already got the message, all her body and heart is telling her to turn to “L”, only her brain is insisting on keep going straight.

      She felt dissatisfaction but when Eric offered to pass the night with her, she refused, proof that she is no longer interested in men, she has been cornered by Bette.

      Bette is also another interesting case, no girl resisted her, but this blonde is taking the best from her, and so far nothing (😂) well, think fast Bette.

      I look forward to the invitation to Bette Porter’s party, with the main course of the feast “hot blonde in her juices”.

      Thanks, for the wonderful chapter and pps.


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