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    Bette’s Loss and Gain (Part Six)

    Story written on December 17, 2004 by PortiaOnly.
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    Bette’s coming out.

     

    Bette braced her forehead in the span between her thumb and fingers and lowered her eyes.  “That’s – uh, bizarre.  I’ve heard that song hundreds of times, but never thought anything of it.”

     

    “Always unexpected places for unexpected parallels.”

     

    Later, when Gail started to wash dishes, Bette leaned against a stool and watched her.  The radio’s deejay was still trying to make it through his top songs of the year and music played softly behind them. 

     

    Bette stood, her feet carrying her to Gail.  She put an arm around her waist, and pulled her to her.  Bette’s arms encircled the woman and she could feel the weight of Gail’s full ***** press into her.  It was exciting.

     

    When she finally let go of the powerful embrace she held Gail in, Bette helped with the remaining dishes in the tiny kitchen.  It was good that they had both had plenty of garlicky pesto because when Bette turned to hand Gail a dish, she pulled her to her and kissed her.  Gail, without looking pushed the plate onto the counter and wrapped her arms around Bette’s neck.  Bette continually caressed Gail’s cheek, still surprised at the smoothness of her skin.  There was no scratchy stubble, no roughness, just soft and supple flesh under her fingers.  Bette’s tongue slipped into Gail’s mouth and Gail sucked on the pink organ until Bette nearly collapsed against the farmer’s style kitchen sink.

     

    “Gnarly,” Bette said breathlessly in an imitation of a surfer dude when they stopped kissing.  She grinned wide and toothily.

     

    “Umm-hmm.”

     

    Bette leaned against the sink and pulled Gail to her again.  That last kiss was just enough to make her want more.  Gail allowed this inexperienced woman to take the lead and simply let her kiss anyway she liked for as long as she wanted.  Gail enjoyed it regardless—being the initiator was of no importance.  Bette continued on, zealously pushing Gail into her.  Gail was now half standing, half leaning between Bette’s legs.  Her thigh pressed against Bette’s center and Bette whipped her head away from Gail’s lips.  “Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God.”

     

    She grabbed the older woman again and kissed her harder, her hand moving from Gail’s hair, down her back and landing at her waist, but slowly creeping up.

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