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    Breathe Me * Chapters 7 & 8

    CHAPTER 7

     

     

    The only thing worse than bad sex, was bad coffee.  Tina gagged down the last of the cold, tar-like substance from the pot downstairs and chucked her empty cup in the waste bin.  It was 7am and she had already been in the conference room for the past hour, staring at the crime scene photos from the last 6 victims.  As Tina poured through the multitude of reports and files Bette had compiled for her, one thing was crystal clear:  Special Agent Porter knew her shit.  Her reports were meticulously worded and detailed.  By far the best reports and notes Tina had ever scene.  Bette’s expertise was made even more abundantly clear when reviewing the notes and reports of those that had worked on the case previously.  No wonder Porter had spent the last three years of her life trying to solve the case, most of the information she had to go on looked to be compiled by half-assed amateurs. 

     

    Tina picked up a random photo that actually included the agent.  Bette Porter was kneeling by the body, a look of concentration etched on her tired face.  God, she is beautiful, Tina thought as she grazed her fingertips over the glossy photo.  Tina thought back to early this morning.  After Eric had left, she gratefully collapsed on her bed, anxious for sleep to come; however, she couldn’t relax.  She couldn’t stop thinking about Bette.  She almost hadn’t realized that her hand had wandered down her own midsection into the waistband of her pants.  She began to touch herself, imagining that it had been Bette in her bedroom instead of Eric.  That it was Bette kissing her neck and touching her breasts.  It was the first time in a very long Tina could remember coming that hard and that fast.  Maybe Shane was right.  Maybe she was attracted to Porter.  But what in the world would she ever be able to do about it?

     

    "You look far away, everything okay?"

     

    Tina, torn from her erotic thoughts looked up into agent Porter’s concerned eyes.

     

    "I’m fine," she answered, clearing her throat and willing her blush away.  "I was just looking at photos from the last several crime scenes."

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    Comments

    1. Great update. They are really letting their guard down with each other and reading each other very well. This is a great story, even though some of it is grisly but their interaction with each other is what we are really looking for. Thanks for posting.

    2. Very good chapter, I like how you’re keeping them true to the show characters even if their jobs aren’t. I’m rooting to a new post twice a day. ((^_^))

    3. Hey Scaf, Great update as the banter between Bette and Tina continues. There is a mutual attraction that neither gal is ready to admit to yet however defenses are being broken down so time will tell.The image of Bette in a smart suit all covered in mud is just delicious. Perhaps Tian can provide her with some more pratical attire back at the station. Any opportunity to have Bette strip down to her undies is exciting.Now the press are involved their investigation takes another turn.Very mysterious and intriguing. More please of this brilliant plotting and story telling.Many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.

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