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    And it Started With a Phone Call Chapter 18

     

    "I’m going to get up for a minute," Tina stated as she held Bette in her arms, then rose in one fluid movement after releasing her from her grasp. Bette heard the taps running through the closed bathroom door and got up herself to stretch momentarily before exiting the bedroom to make use of the bathroom down the hall.

     

    Bette came out of the second bathroom and heard Tina in the kitchen. She had retrieved her t-shirt from the dresser and had also put on a pair of shorts she had found. Coffee was brewing.

     

    "You managed to find the coffee?" Bette asked.

     

    "That was the easy part," Tina said, as she looked up from her position at the kitchen table, the main section of the LA Times spread out before her. "You really don’t have any food in this house do you?"

     

    "We can stop by the Planet on the way to work," suggested Bette. It was her usual morning habit, and she saw no reason to break it. Purchased groceries typically ended up appearing as though she was running a science experiment in her refrigerator. She was just as happy having someone else do all the cooking on her behalf.

     

    Bette picked through the paper and took the arts and entertainment section before seating herself to the opposite of Tina. Bette chose to hold the paper as she read it, rather than have it strewn out before her. The coffee maker gurgled as it signalled the fact that the final drops of water were making their way into the pot. Tina looked up from the paper. She saw that Bette’s arms were fully extended as she attempted to glean the information contained in the small print.

     

    "Do you want me to hold the paper for you so you can read it?" she asked with a tease in her voice.

     

    "Don’t be a brat," Bette said with a smirk. "I left my reading glasses on the dining room table." She rose to fill the mugs on the counter with some coffee, but stopped at the fridge to get some soy milk. "Do you take sweetener?"

     

    "Just the milk is fine, now that I see you have some," Tina said.

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    Comments

    1. This story just keeps getting beter and better. The length was perfect, as was their interraction.. Excellent update….although if you wanted to re-introduce to ice cube at any stage…..!

    2. I’m so happy Tina stayed over. This is one step of them moving in together. So sweet! Bette must really love Tina in order for her to let Tina wear any of her precious suits. =) Kiitos!

    3. Don’t think you need to tweak anything. Length doesn’t necessarily equate with quality. Please continue to entertain my idle mind with your exceptional thoughts. Thanks!

    4. Well well, your story is like the purchase of a fine wine, the beginning – full of expectation and excitement, the wait – for it to warm and develop full body, …. Right now I think we are the stage of having decanted it, and the perfume is positively exceptional, and after sampling and pulling the flavours across ones pallet, no flaws are to be found. All that remains is to sip and nurture this superb flavour and scarlet hew as it swills in the crystal of your descriptions.
      Thank you.

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