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Bette swatted Tinas arm playfully but they ended up just grinning stupidly at one another. Probably the same look Millie and I gave each other, but I was still getting used to having to put up with couples and their sickly displays of affection. It was going to take a while before I could watch two people be all gooey over each other and actually make puppy dog eyes at them and go ahhhhhhh in response to their fondling. These things take time.
I looked at Millie, who was considering this new turn of events.
Do you want to go home or stay here? I asked, watching as she chewed on her bottom lip in thought.
Well, there isn’t anything I need to get home for, I mean the only reason I was going to rush was in order to get you back as quickly as possible. But youre already here, so I guess I don’t see why not. That’s if youre ok with spending the night in a spooky house.
I smiled, leaning towards her.
As long as you don’t abandon me Ill be just fine. I whispered, kissing her softly.
Its going to be like a sleep over! Tina exclaimed, the alcohol consumption showing slightly in her tone of voice.
Sounds to me like Tina wants a four some guys.
Tina giggled and jabbed Bette in the side for making such a remark. I had no doubt what they would be doing when they got to bed. I would have to remind Millie to not get a room near them, there could only be one ***** couple to a floor or else no one would get any sleep.
Bette wrapped an arm around Tinas waist and locked her with that same look of intent that Millie seemed to capture me with. Tina seemed to have just about the same amount of constraint against Bettes advances as I did against Millies. We really were the defenceless prey in this predatory world of lesbians and modernistic versions of sexuality, which really were dependent on the individual. Seeing as Tina and I were two classic examples of authentic and conventional children baring mothers and wives to be. Until Bette and Millie; super ***** in every way, and additionally hotter than any other combination of effeminate looks and features ever created, came along and well and truly used their powers of persuasion on us to never give another man a second look for as long as us both shall live.
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Hey Kat!!
you cannot stop writing this story, I remember when chapter one was posted and I was the first one to comment and I cant believe we are at 29 chapters already!!! and it looks like chapter 30 is gonna be a doozy :P !!!! Thanks for all the wonderful stories… u write and i will read i dont care wot it is! MWAH
Meow Pussy Kat! Even when they are not having sex, the chapters are hottt as hell baby!! hmmm only two people on that floor eh!! NIIICE! eagerly awaiting ch30!
You can’t stop. You just got hem in the room. Let get Trixie to the good old USA. love this by the way. thanks
You can,t be serious !!! How can You possibly consider stopping this beautiful love story? Please continueto write it.
please keep writing! i love this story! your writing is great and i wanna see if trix goes to cali! btw, your email name is priceless! :D
Kat I really enjoy your use of words, they are unusual but not pretentious. And if you are only 18 my God, you write so well now, I can’t imagine how good you’ll be in ten years.
just stumbled upon ur story last week. i think its my favorite. im 18 too and i can say that for someone my age u have a gift for describing feelings and emotions!!! please keep writing!!!!!
Hey Kat!! How could you even think about stopping this incredible story…..You write with such incredible depth and emotion with these two characters….Let’s see how their relationship progresses….
Please keep going:)….like i’ve said all along, you write and i will read!!!!!…Thank you for sharing this awesome story with us:)
please do´n´t stop the story. you write whith such passion and depth.