No, I seem to think you are seeking something, and are in a hurry to do so.
I will see you soon Tina. The pleasure is mine, *leaning down and kissing your
hand, raising from my chair and leaving the room.

“Oh god, what have I done?” Tina said, logging off and closing the laptop as
Alice walked into the apartment. She looked frazzled, but Tina hardly noticed.

“Tina. How are you doing, have you talked to you know who?” Alice asked and
Tina thought for a moment she was speaking of Page; then she realized she was
talking about Bette.

“Oh no.” Tina said offhandedly, “I have nothing to say to her. If she wants to
talk, she can talk to my lawyer.”

Alice gave her an odd look. She should be more upset, Alice was thinking.
Instead, she seems well excited about something. What in the world could
Tina Kennard be excited about after having broken up with the love of her life?

Tina went into Alice’s bedroom. “Mind if I borrow some clothes?” Tina asked,
and Alice shrugged as Tina pulled out a pair of old leather pants and a top
that would have Bette groaning at how exposed Tina was in it.

“Ummm.. hot date?” Alice asked, crossing her arms and Tina shook her head.

“Business meeting about a job.” Tina said, and Alice laughed, thinking the
ensemble wasn’t for a business date.

“In a strip club?” Alice asked and Tina ignored her, stepping out of her
clothes, reluctantly so, because it still smelled like the LNF, but she did
have to dress the part, didn’t she? Tomorrow, her first shopping trip would be
for more suitable clothes, suitable for the LNF, that is.

“Al, not now, please? We’ll talk later, when I get back.” Tina said, jumping
into the pants, a bit tight but they looked great on her, her ***** looked
spank-able, and that was good.

“Ok if I come home late? I have the key?” Tina asked and kissed Alice, not
waiting for an answer and running out of the apartment leaving Alice with a
‘what the *****’ look on her face.

“Bye!” Alice called out to the empty room and she threw herself onto her bed,
wondering what the ***** had gotten into her.

~*~*~*~*~*

Tina sat at the farthest table at the Planet, wringing her hands and she saw
him walk in. Tall wasn’t the word; the man was monstrously big. Long jet black
hair cascaded down his shoulders and a perfectly sculpted beard gave
interesting definition to his face. She watched as he asked Marina where Tina K
was. She looked confused and pointed to her table, and Tina waved at him.