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    Dance With Us 6

    Dusty (smirking): To bad, you never had her like I had. (Spitting the blood out of her mouth and standing up.) She’s a hot little number, takes it however you give it her, after she calms down.  (Smirking) at first there’s a little fight but ride it out of her and ooh…

    Dylan (punching her again and again; shoving her towards the truck; Bette grabbed Dusty and shoved her against the SUV): Bette…

    Bette (her voice ice): It isn’t worth it. (facing both Catherine and Dusty) I’ll give you two minutes to get out of here. Because there are several other people in the yard who would love to have a piece of both of you. And if you come near any of my family again, it’ll take years for the police to find all your body parts. (Turning and heading towards the house.)

    Helena (holding a tissue to Dylan’s face): I don’t think its broken…

    Bette (softly): Hello Dylan!

    Dylan (grimacing): Bette,um I’ll just clean up and leave. I have something in my truck…

    Bette (shaking her head): Come on. We’ll clean you up and I think you two have some talking to do….

    Tina (coming out): What the (seeing Dylan, blood, bruises and dirt on her face) Bette…

    Bette (shrugging): Gate crashers. Dylan came in so to speak and Hels and…

    Tina (frustrated): What, never mind, come on upstairs. I swear (mumbling as soft lips kissed her, effectively silencing her.)
     
    Bette (moaning; her adrenaline was pounding; her body was still on overdrive and): Honey…

    Tina (not wanting to stop; she could feel the energy rolling off her love; it thrilled her): Love we have a house full, someone who needs medical attention and I need to know what happened. (Following Helena and Dylan up the stairs.) You didn’t get hurt did you?

    Bette (wincing flexing her hands; they hurt from slamming Catherine and Dusty into the large SUV): No I’m good…

    Tina (knowing Bette wasn’t tell her everything): Right come on (laughing as she heard Dylan yelling that it hurt and Helena giving her hell): Sounds like us…

    Bette (shaking her head): No way. I am not that bad…

    Helena (looking up): Can you tell Xena over here the fights over? She won’t let me look at her.

    Comments

    1. Great chapter, I hope everyone gives Dylan a chance she seems to have learned her lesson. All the girls have things in thier pasts that they have been forgiven for except maybe Tasha. PPS

    2. Wow, I cannot believe that the rest of the gang did not hear the commotion outside. Lots of action. Please continue. I’m exhausted after threesome……

    3. damn woman that was smokin, who would luv to be the middle of a bette and helena sandwich, can’t wait to see what happens next, write soon please!!!!!!!!

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