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    Their tongues entangled and a little moan escaped Tina’s mouth. Bette felt herself getting wet and she knew she had to stop this before this got too far. She slowly pulled back and they rested their foreheads on each other’s. Bette softly traced her finger over Tina’s still bruised face.

    Bette: You are beautiful…

    Tina: My face is beaten up…

    Bette: Still… you are so beautiful…

    Tina laid her hand on Bette’s cheek.

    Tina: You are the most beautiful one.

    Bette: I need to tell you Tina, you are really gorgeous…

    Tina: No… that’s you…

    Bette: Let’s just say we are equally beautiful…

    They both smiled.

    Tina: Okay, deal…

    Bette: How late would it be?

    Tina: No idea.

    Bette pulled back and looked at the clock. 10PM

    Bette: Where the hell is Fabian?

    Tina: He had to be home for half an hour.

    Bette: I’m going to call him.

    Bette took her phone that was lying on the nightstand and dialed Fabian’s cell. When Fabian picked up the phone he sounded a little out of breath

    Fabian: Yeah?

    Bette: Where are you? You are late.

    Fabian: I’m still with Delilah…

    Bette: See that you are here in 10 minutes or this will not be the best day of your life and by the way, why are you so out of breath?

    Fabian: Uhm… We… were kissing…

    Bette heard Delilah giggling on the background.

    Bette: Well, stop the kissing and get your ass home.

    Fabian: Yes, Mom. I’m coming…

    Again Bette heard Delilah giggling. She rolled her eyes.

    Fabian: Bye, Mom.

    Bette stopped the call and lay back down on the bed.

    Bette: He was out of breath… they were kissing…

    Tina: Really?

    Bette: Yes! He is only 13!

    Tina: Oh, come on. He is just kissing.

    Bette looked at Tina.

    Bette: When did you have your first kiss?

    Tina: 12. You?

    Bette looked away. Tina playfully pushed her.

    Tina: Tell!

    Bette: 17…

    Tina: Seriously?

    Bette: What?

    Tina: I didn’t think such a beautiful woman as you would have had to wait so long to get kissed.

    Bette: I wasn’t exactly a beauty when I was younger. I was quiet a nerd.

    Tina: I think you would look good with the nerdy look.

    They chuckled.

    Bette: How would you feel if you would know that one of your kids had been kissing when they were ONLY 13?

    Tina smiled.

    Tina: As long as I would know they wouldn’t go further, I wouldn’t care.

    Bette: Really?

    Tina: Yep.

    They heard the front door opening. Bette sighed and got out of bed. She walked to the living room and when she saw who was standing there, she looked shocked.

    Bette: How did you get in?! What are you doing here?!

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