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    At first sight

    Tina’s heart was swelling with pride by the second as what she had already guessed about the gallery owner was being confirmed by what all these strangers were uttering about the woman in her life.  Bette Porter was an exceptional woman. 
    The joy she was feeling transferred to her demeanour and she felt herself walking with more confidence as she entered the gallery. She could not wait to be near Bette again. A big smile appeared on her face.
    Bette had been mingling amongst her guests. She carried herself confidently and she walked the room gracefully and elegantly, applying just the right amount of charm and sophistication. She stood in amongst all those art pieces, a work of art herself. She had chosen a trouser suit, black, high end of the Designer range. It fitted her perfectly, hanging flawlessly on her tall slender frame. She had forgone the jacket in favour of the waistcoat which she wore directly on her skin. Her hair was down. She wore little jewellery apart from a very fine chain around her neck. The little pendant just resting in the little hollow at the base of her throat. Her make up was impeccably applied. She attracted many admiring glances but none held her interest. She kept an eager eye on the entrance hall, hoping to catch the first glimpse of the only person she wanted to see tonight.
    She was engaged in a in-depth conversation with a wealthy art collector, when she felt the urge to look up once again towards the entrance hall, her heart beat had accelerated for no apparent reason. She was about to return to her conversation when the crowd she had just observed a second ago parted and she saw her.
    An absolute vision, clad in an elegant back dress, long legs perched on 5inch heels. Her hair was up which accentuated her long delicate neck, she had a dazzling smile on her lips. She walked with a confident stride, her hips swaying from side to side gently, sexily!  Her figure, slender and pale like a porcelain ornament but there was nothing fragile about the woman who had just arrived. Bette’s breath caught in her throat. "Tina!" she whispered. She was now totally unaware of what her conversation companion was talking about. Her gaze was locked on the blonde. 
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    1. Wow, just wow! Way to go, Bette, with the perfect gift! And way to go, Kins, for the St Exupery’s quote! These words from Bette couldn’t have been more perfect! Thanks for the update. K

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