I was about 10:30 when Tina called her on her cell phone.

Bette: Hey T. You up?

Tina: Is your door closed?

Bette:  No, why?

Tina:  Go close it please.

Bette stood and went and closed her door and then returned to her desk.

Bette:  Okay, its closed. What’s going on?

Tina:  Woman, what in the world did you do to me. I have only been up for about 30 minutes. You fucked my brains into mush. I barely remember you saying goodbye.

Bette: Oh, did I really? Well, I’ll try not to do that again.

Tina:  Bette Porter…. It was wonderful and I feel like a privileged princess to be allowed to sleep my way to recovery.  Now I feel guilty that I have neglected our son and failed to get him some breakfast. But, bless his heart, he made me some fruit, granola and yogurt and it was waiting on me.

Bette laughed: Well, you deserved to be pampered once in a while. I’m just sorry I’m not there to wash that luscious body of yours and give you a scalp massage. I did enjoy what you did to me last night and I wanted to return the favor. You are a wonderful lover and the best partner anyone could wish for.

Tina: Well, thank you for your attention and for what you accomplished. And you have my permission to do whatever you want when you are in that mood again. Just be prepared to be the one who cooks breakfast for Daniel.

Bette: Well, you know that Daniel’s school does serve breakfast. So, if we go early, Daniel can have breakfast before school if we need for that to happen. Maybe I can have breakfast with him occasionally. That way, you can set the schedule you want to keep.

Tina: Well, I guess we have some options then don’t we. But I want to get up and have breakfast with my family and get to the studio and start my day. But thank you for this morning. It was lovely… memorable. You are some hot stuff, woman.

Bette: Thank you sweetheart. Now, I hope to be home around 4. Anything I need to pick up on the way home? Then I help you prepare dinner. Okay? I love you, Tina.