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Do you remember when… Chapter 12
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"Sorry T…"
Tina leaned forward, gently placing her lips against those of her partner, their eyes never faltering, "tell me what you were thinking…"
"About how much I love you…"
"I love you too sweetheart…" Tina whispered.
"Do you want another drink?"
"Its okay, I’ll go get them, you stay and talk to your friends…"
Bette held Tina’s hand as she rose, their eyes communicating the appreciation she felt at Tina’s consideration of wanting Bette to spend time with her friends, her love was so generous.
Tina got the order from their friends, with a backward glance to Bette accompanied by a wink she headed to the bar.
Bette watched the retreating figure of her girlfriend, her friends watched her, noticing the enamoured look on her face, the enraptured, intense look in her face, they said nothing as they all nodded between themselves at the regular far away look that had been displayed on their friends’ face since Tina had walked into her life.
All of a sudden they all saw the expression change, the smile dropped, the eyes drew together, her brow furrowed, they all looked around as the air around the table suddenly became intense for a reason other than Bette’s feelings for Tina.
Shane glanced around, looking in the direction of Bette’s altered expression, "oh fuck…"
Alice and Dana looked around as they heard Shane’s word, "Oh Jesus…," they said in unison.
Bette began to rise out of her seat, her eyes black and intense, her haunches were up, her claws were out, she felt a hand on her arm and looked down at the sensation of being held back.
"Let go Al…"
"No, just stay there…"
"I am not going to sit here and watch somebody pawing my girlfriend."
"Sit…"
"Alice… let go of my fucking arm…" Bette shouted as she snatched her arm out of Alice’s grip. She remained standing, her heart was pounding, her chest rising and falling with the building anger.
"Bette… let her deal with it herself…"
"I can’t do that Shane… Nadia Marchent is a fucking animal…"
"Yeah, and she is just talking to Tina…"
"She’s not just talking to her Shane; she has her hand on her…" Bette spat, her anger rising.
"Let me go over there…"
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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!
Very very Hot…..excellent chapter as always….but then, would never expect it to be anything else!..especially coming from one of the best!…Thanks..
Nice work Jobage!
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.
OMG…..What was i thinking…let me rephrase my last comment…i said ONE of the best….I meant THE BEST!…lol…that better?…
You’ve even got me writing about Bette in her Levi’s! What is going on? Great chapter, as always.
Wow, Bette kind of Hulks up when Tina gets hit on. All green with jealousy, extra strong, what fun!
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.
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!
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.
hmmmmmmmmmmmm beautiful as always…….
Wow…this was awesome…just awesome. I love this story!
THUD. Being taken by Bette Porter in an alley. Every gal’s dream, isn’t it? ;) Great as always!
That was amazing and love it!!!!!!!!!!!
First….sweetie have to comment tomorrow xx
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?
Totally hot from beginning to end.
I deliberately misspelled deliberatley.
Well that certainly was beyond hot. Great chapter.
Absolutely hot, it made my mouth water! Please continue!
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
wow…the temperature in LA just went to 450 F. i’m melting
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
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!
hottttttttttttttttttt longer
Phew….*THUD*
Awesome!! Thanks Jo!
wow and more wow!!!