“Anything you want, T.”

**

I loved knowing that Bette trusted me with her car.  I mean, it was really nice and I could tell that Bette had an attachment to it.  She washed it once a week, changed her own oil, and got a tune-up every month.  She made sure she had new tires at least once a year.

The only thing Bette loved more than her Saab was me.  I popped in one of Bette’s mix CDs on the way to Madison’s family’s beach house.  I nodded my head to some hip-hop beat as I pulled up to the huge house.  I put the car in park and walked to the door.  I knocked twice and waited for an answer.

Madison flew out the door and into my arms.

“Oh my God, Tina!  I am so happy to see you!”  She pulled away from me and looked at me, “You look great!”

“So, do you!  Are you ready to get out of here?”

“Yeah, I’d ask you if you wanted to say hi to my parents, but they’re passed out on the couch.”  We started down the driveway, “Whoa!  Sweet car!  Did your dad get it for you?”

“No, this isn’t mine.  This is Bette’s.”

She looked impressed, “Wow, she trusts you enough to let you borrow her car?  You must be giving it to her good, huh?” Madison winked at me.

“Actually, I am.”

We get inside the car and I pull away, “So, you guys are already fucking? Is she good?”

Madison was the type of girl to ask crude questions.  She had no shame and she assumed nobody else did either.

“She’s incredible.  I don’t know what else to say.  We did it last night and again this morning.”  I turned to look at her, “But don’t say any of this when we get to Bette’s.  I don’t need you embarrassing her.  Or me.”

“God, do you think I’m some blabber mouth?”

“Yes, I do. Now, do not embarrass me or Bette.”

**

We pulled up to Bette’s house and she was sitting, looking ridiculously beautiful in the black jeans I love the most on her.  I smiled, just thinking about being close to her again. We got out of the car and Bette started walking toward us.

“Madison, this is my girlfriend,” Bette smiled at the words, “Bette.”

“Nice to meet you.” Bette extended her hand, “Tina has said some very nice things about you.”

“Same here.  In fact, she said you were incredible in bed.”

Bette raised her eyebrows to me.  I slapped Madison across the arm.  I just knew it.  I knew she would say something.

“I didn’t say that.”

“You didn’t?” Bette questioned.

“I did, but I didn’t want her to say that I did.” I blushed, “Okay, look can we go inside now.  I’m already embarrassed enough.”