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she waited long enough…
Bette had said her goodbyes to Kit and was heading into her house when she heard a voice.
“Bette, Hi.”
“Oh, Hi Jenny.”
Bette was exhausted.
“Would you like a beer?”
“No. Not tonight. I’m really tired, so I’m just going straight to bed.”
“Oh. Ok, sweet dreams.”
Jenny’s heart sank.
“Goodnight, Jenny.”
Bette closed the door behind her. ******* Jenny thought to herself.*What am I doing wrong?
She’s probably just had a rough day at work. Things’ll be better in the morning.*
She hoped.
*****
By 6am the next day, Bette was up and in the kitchen fixing breakfast. She had problems with
sleeping in ever since Tina had left. With an empty bed, what was the point? Scrambled eggs,
toast and a cup of coffee. But she wasn’t the least bit hungry. She put on a silk bathrobe,
tied the ribbon around her waist and stepped out onto the front porch. It was indeed a
beautiful day. She was staring out into the street when a familiar face walked by.
“Hi Bette. Beautiful day, isn’t it?”
“Hello, Jenny. Yes, it’s stunning.”
“I’m going to the Planet for some coffee. Alice, Dana and Shane are going to be there. Maybe
we’ll see you?”
“Um, yeah. Maybe you will.”
Bette said goodbye and walked back into the house. She peeked through the curtain of her
front door to catch a glimpse of Jenny’s backside. “Stunning.”
Jenny arrived at the Planet, dolled up as usual in a pink ruffled skirt and white top. She
donned a pair of clear lace tights and black army boots. She felt very *****.
“Hi guys.”
“Hey Jenny.” (Alice, Dana and Shane)
Jenny made herself comfortable and joined in on the convo.
Shane: “So Dana, you and Alice are finally doin’ the nasty.”
Dana: “Shane!”
Alice: “Whatever.”
Jenny: “Ohmygod, you two are – ”
Al: “Yep, we’re bed buddies.”
Dana kicked Alice.
Al: “Ow!” Clears throaght “Me an Dane are real tight. Right Dana?”
Dana grined sheepishly
“Right.” She delivered a kiss to Alice’s cheek
All in unison
“AWWWWW!”
Dana: “Oh, stop.”
Al: “So Jenny, how’s your writing coming along?”
Jen: “It’s so *****, Alice! I was thinking, I should write this really cheesy-like-sort of
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seriously i dont c the chemistry between jen and bette – lol, it wud be like the ‘mother’ sleeping with the ‘daughter’ – jen is so immature!
Even though on the show I can’t ever see that happening……….I can, however, see it in your story here……….so, please do continue……..it’s well written! :D
My mouth is open in shock. Still open. Okay, finally closed. I don’t like Jenny, but to be honest, Bette was so vulnerable so beautiful and Jenny is so vulnerable that I could actually see this happen. They do have this huge emotional age gap, but Jenny has that whimisical side that could help Bette learn to relax and take it easy. I say…keep ’em coming. Thanks for posting and thanks for this original idea.
Hey, good job. Its interesting and its fiction so wherever you want to take us is fine with me.
ok your confusing me cause all ive ever wanted to be (in my dreams) is Tina cause im i true Bette fan BUT now youve got me wanting to be Jenny and that just aint right! lol either way you keep going with it and we keep reading…
I don’t like Bette and Jenny together but when I watch TLW Season 2, I wonder questions about looks between B and J. Perhaps, it’ll be interesting to watch bad guy’s tapes… I can imagine these tapes will be reveal in Season 3 but I hope I’m wrong.
I like the challenge of characters and although it seems hard for the BnT fans to imagine, it could happen. Especially in fanfac. Don’t let those who don’t like this story discorouge you. I think you’ve done a good job pushing the envelope and like MoreThanSatisfied said, it COULD happen. Vulnerability is a powerful thing and people reach out and do the unexpected when they’re in that position. Hats off to you and keep writing.