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    Do you remember when… Chapter 12

     

    Kit laughed, "and my baby girl didn’t like it…?"

     

    "Exactly…"

     

    "Do you remember the when Nadia Marchent tried it on with Tina…?" Shane asked the gang.

     

    "Oh fuck… that was some night… Porter was like a caged animal!" Alice’s eyed widened as she her mind recalled the first time that she had seen the Porter jealousy flair up.

     

    It was the second time Bette had taken Tina to Milk, their first having been when the gang had finally got to meet the infamous "earring lady" that had happily stolen their friend.

    Now, Tina had instantly become ‘one of the gang’, and Alice had persuaded Tina that they should join them at Milk on Friday night, and so Tina had coerced Bette into them going to Milk, regardless of the fact that Bette had wanted for them to stay home and spend time on their own.

    Bette had wanted nothing more than to snuggle up on the sofa with Tina lying in her lap, she wanted to run her hands through the golden hair as she wound down from the exhausting week at the gallery, but how could she resist the soft tones of her new girlfriend when she had called her at the office, the soft voice whispering of how she wanted to dance close to her, to hold her in a room full of people and feel like they were the only ones there, how could she possibly refuse the woman who spoke directly to her heart, who reached in and pulled the strings with one word, one look, the woman who had stolen and melted the Porter heart.

    She couldn’t and wouldn’t ever refuse her, she was powerless to the Kennard charm, powerless to the eyes that silently communicated to her, and completely powerless to those soft velvety tones whispering in her ear, and that’s why they were stood with the gang at Milk, only their second time at the club as a couple.

    Tina still had her reservations about being there, the first time having been a slight disaster as she watched the women flock around Bette, the pounding in her chest as she realised the magnitude of the stature that the Lesbian Jedi that was Bette Porter held in this clique of a community.

    Comments

    1. I think that what makes your NC-17 so extra hot is that not only are what they doing erotic, but their love for each other just pours out thru your words…There is nothing hotter than a coupling by two people that share such an emotional bond. It gives it just that extra umph!! Thanks!

    2. What can be added to what has already been said? You are the master of erotic stories but they are not prurient. You have the rare ability to actually make their story interesting and engaging and at the same time, sensual and palpable lust.

    3. That definitely was sensory overload but I sure enjoyed it. Thank you for Tina’s black bra and Bette’s levis. I am with Alice and Dana in wanting to become a voyeur. Those two can run the entire city of Los Angeles with the electricity that they put off together. Thank you for writing these chapters that illustrate how two people can love each other with so much emotion between them.

    4. Definitely worth the wait, Jo! I agree that this was “beyond hot”! Awesome to see the intense love and passion between them and the love among these wonderful friends as well! Please don’t make us wait too long for the next remembrance!

    5. Those damn Levi’s somehow made their way to the U.S. I wonder if you could pitch one of your stories as an ad for those jeans? Anyway this was freakin’ HOT! That Nadia chick sounds familiar. Where have I heard her name before? I may have seen it in another story a long time ago.

    6. Do I need to tell you that was hot? I think not. Wow, LA alleys must be very different from the ones I knew, and smelled, and avoided in NYC. Not that they didn’t harbor sexual activity, but it usually invovled an exchange of money. Could it be that Tina has deliberatley shrunk Bette’s famous 501s in the wash in order to keep the game going?

    7. Jo — you totally did the idea justice as i knew that you would – you are just brilliant and we must thank our employers for all the time at work we waste sending each other text messages – especially when both our desks are groaning with paperwork. brilliant jo – you are a brilliant writer and one hell of a friend xx

    8. You’re very welcome, I’ll see you through anytime – it was a interesting and very funny process LOL. I guess there isn’t much there hasn’t already been said about this amazing and brilliant chapter, so I’ll just say a big THANK YOU!! I know how much time and effort you put into your writing – I’m truly in awe by you. This chapter was actually better the second time, I keep discovering new things when reading, I love that :o)) xx

    9. You write such amazing love, the power of it is overwhelming…but sad, sad that we can’t in real life attain such hights…not really I don’t think, outside of the honeymoon stage. To see you write the story of their love thru the 7 full years is exactly what women yearn for. So why is it so unattainable? Why does it have to be so hard? As humans are we destined to struggle? Why is it almost impossible to live the story, live the love, that you write…Your stories make me glad that you write and also sad…But pls don’t stop, don’t ever stop Thanks!

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