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    Bedtime Story

    Story written on September 5, 2005 by ayns.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=56442
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    A bit of fun for Bette and Tina

    The light from the bedside lamp cast dancing shadows along the wall as Tina tossed and turned in bed. Bette laid a comforting hand on her bare shoulder, not looking up from her book, trying to soothe her restless wife to sleep. Despite the calm stroking of her wife’s soft hand, Tina let out a heavy sigh, the inability to sleep finally taking its toll.

    “Tell me a story.”

    “What?”

    “A story babe, tell me one. I can’t sleep.”

    Bette took a quick glance at the alabaster skin covering her lovers smooth back and a smile spread gently across her face. She flipped quickly through the book she was reading to find a poem that always reminded her of her wife.

    “A woman waits for me-she contains all, nothing is lacking…”

    “No babe, not Whitman tonight, I want you to tell me a story that you made up.”

    Bette’s quiet laughter filled the room as she laid the book face down on the bedside table, still wanting to read Tina that poem. Her glasses came to rest haphazardly on top as she turned to spoon her wife. An idea popped into her mind and she couldn’t think of a better story to lull Tina to sleep. With a small grin lighting her face, she lightly traced her fingertips in random patterns across Tina’s stomach while she spoke.

    “How about I tell you my favorite story of all time.”

    “Please do, I don’t know if you’ve ever told me it before.”

    “I don’t think so, but you may have heard it before some place else.”

    “Oh, do tell.”

    “Well my story takes place in a small, but up and coming Art Gallery in West Hollywood. The owner and curator of this gallery was a brilliant and stunningly beautiful art lover whose passion for her job was exceeded only by her passion for women.” Bette smiled into the silky skin of Tina’s neck as she felt a giggle vibrate through her body.

    “I like where this story is going, but I think the lead character is a little full of herself, don’t you?”

    She loved when Tina’s teased her like this, their witty banter playing back and forth.

    “Absolutely! She’s the cockiest ***** out there….of course she did have all the credentials to back it up.”

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    1. im sorry but i have to desagree in one point cuz Angelina Jolie hold all candles…lol..i love Tina but Angelina is the master..lol..serious..sweet and cute chapter love it..post soon thanks :o)

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