“What? What am I doing?” “Being a fucking bitch! Drop it Tina” I thought to myself. I wonder if any of this was being picked up by the gang if it was I couldn’t blame them for keeping quiet.

Bette let out a sigh and started to walk off. I took a deep breath and realised that maybe I bottled so much shit up and it started to leak out. I quickly ran to Bette. She was almost at the counter. I needed to show her how sorry I was and explain what happened and why I bit her head off. I ran to her and grabbed her arm pulling her into the toilets.

Once we were through the doors of the toilets I pulled Bette into a hard passionate kiss. After parting for air briefly I quickly said “I’m sorry” then pulled her in for another kiss this one only being a quick one. The kiss broke and I did the same thing about three times: saying “I’m sorry and kissing her again before I pushed her up against the door, quickly locking it then pushing Bette’s long, black leather jacket down her shoulders and onto the floor.

Our breathing was heavy and quickening in pace. I could hear how Bette was a bit confused through her breathing. “Tina” Bette gasped. I quickly quieted Bette by putting my finger on her lips then replacing my finger with my lips.

While our tongues were tasting each others lust and love, I pulled Bette’s red tank top up desperate to feel her full warm breasts against my skin. I finally had my hands of her breasts kneading them through her bra. I could hear Bette moan and it fuelled my lust and desperation I broke our long passionate kiss and started kissing my way down her neck then her chest. When I reached her breasts I pulled her bra down just enough to reveal her beautiful breasts. I moved my mouth close to her hardening nipples and breathed my hot, lustful breath onto each one then took one into my mouth and kneading the other. Bette was gripping my hair tight by now just lost in the sensations I was feeding her.