“Well, I’m pretty sure you don’t remember every last detail….”

“Is that a challenge? Cas if it is, you’re going down woman!”

“I really hope you meant that literally!”, Bette said, raising her eyebrow at Tina.

“Get your mind out of the gutter!”

“Excuse me, but if I remember correctly, you were about to tell me a story that would send my mind right back down there!” Bette grinned at Tina.

“Fine, you know what, I guess I’ll just have to leave that part of the story out then!” Bette pouted

“Well we’ll see about that!”

“Ok, so the very first time I met you…”

“Yeah, yeah, art gallery, I was looking HOT, art dinner, again hot, you broke up with Eric for reasons unknown to yourself that night, thinking about me, blah, blah, blah, get to the good part with the earring!!”

“Fine, bossy boots! So you handed me the earring and told me how you could have sworn you saw me put it back in. And then you kissed me. It was amazing, you made me feel all electric and really alive. I took the earring, and then I kissed you back. I touched the top of your neck, it felt so soft and so delicate, so unlike a guy’s neck. I remember thinking it felt like Egyptian cotton sheets when they come out of the drier, and that made me giggle a bit, after which you pulled away from me and reached for my hand. You asked me where my car was, and I remember thinking oh crap! She wants me to leave??? But you saw that thought, and you gently kissed me again to reassure me. You knotted your fingers into mine and we walked out to the car park. When we got to my car, you simply said

“Mine is the blue Saab, follow me in your car.” and I did. The whole journey, I was so sick because I was so nervous. I wasn’t even fully sure of what was going on. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tight my knuckles poked out like that little alien thing did in Alien right before it bursts through that guys stomach. When we got to your house all I could think was “no, crap. I cant do this, what the hell is going on? Where the hell am I and what the frick am I doing? Should I just drive away?” But then you walked over to my car, opened the door and kissed me and all I could think of then was what it would be like to lie on top of you, naked and glistening, with as much of your skin touching mine as was humanly possible, what it would be like to look into your eyes right as you began to orgasm, and how it would feel when you did the same to me. For once in my life all the inappropriate, random, pointless thoughts that constantly swirl round in my head stopped. We walked to your door, you were facing it, and I was facing away, in between you and the door, and you put one arm around my lower back and kissed me as you opened the door with your free hand. Then we kind of stumbled into your house and up the stairs into your bedroom, kissing, and all the while, you never took your eyes off of me. Then in your bedroom you tossed your keys aside, unbuttoned the white shirt I had on, and began to caress my neck and the tops of my arms with your arms and your amazing mouth, as you carefully pulled the shirt off me. I enticed the black sweater you had on over your head and off, and you stood there in front of me in that silk black bra. I kissed the top of your collarbone, and I smelt your smell for the first time. It was the most incredible exquisite scent my nose had ever had the pleasure of inhaling. It completely intoxicated me, I had to grab hold of your shoulders to stop myself from falling over. It wasn’t perfume or moisturiser or shampoo, it was completely you. I wanted to feel every bit of your body on mine, I wanted to connect with you completely . I opened your trousers and they fell down to your ankles. As you stepped out of them I looked you up and down, standing there, in your matching underwear, and something inside me just clicked, and I thought if you asked me right at that very moment to stay with you forever, I would. That scared the shit out of me, but right before I could freak out you lent in and touched the bottom of my stomach as you unbuttoned my jeans, and you just knocked all my doubts right out. I didn’t even care that I had white bra that was ripped at the side and plain pink cotton panties on, and underwear like that in front of guys had always made me feel so self-conscious, you just utterly disarmed me. You reached around and undid my bra, gently brushing your finger tips over my left nipple…”