What do I want to do tonight seems like an innocent question but in my head it was anything but innocent when one is overcome with jealously and rage, even if it was bought on by ones own actions. I mean lets face it, if I hadnt have screwed Candace, Tina would not have screwed Helena. What mattered now is not any of that but rather it mattered that Helena had fucked MY wife and it was high time I reclaimed what belonged to me. We were still driving home and the sun was still shining and it was still another 30 minutes before we anything like civilization.
Bette : Tina, what I want to do tonight is ***** your brains out. There I just said it, just like that.
Tina : Shocked What, Bette what did you just say ?
Bette : Dont play coy with me Tina, you heard. You are my wife and expect *****.
Tina : Bette ! What is wrong with you ? We just spent this beautiful afternoon laying about together, reconnecting and now this, this attitude, what is going on ?
Bette : starting to shout I mean it Tina, do not play hard to get. I expect you to be my wife in every sense of the word. Reconnecting, Ill give you reconnecting.
Tina : Well Bette, expect all you like, but that is NOT how you are going to get it.
Bette : I am not asking you Tina
Tina : Just like the night after Provocations huh Bette, why ask ? Must feel good to over power a pregnant woman !. Tina was yelling.
I stop the car and get out. I go around to Tinas side of the car and open the door. That night had not be mentioned since she arrived, not in any depth and the for me the minute she mentioned it the world stopped and seemed like we were back in LA, having the same conversations and fights wed had not long after shed found about the affair.
Bette : Get out the car Tina, what did you just say to me ?
Tina : getting out of the car on this deserted bit of road, nothing but dirt and the odd scarce tree. Clearly not frightened or intimidated you heard what I said Bette, now what the ***** is going on that bought on this change in attitude ?
Bette : Gee Tina, maybe it is because my own wife wont sleep with me but will sleep with other women, maybe it is not being laid for awhile
Tina : Well Bette, frankly you bought it on yourself, YOU were the one ***** about
Bette : Yeah, that might be so Tina but you didnt want to ***** me when we were an item. Is that what happened with Helena, you didnt want to ***** anymore ?
Tina : scoffs Well Bette, no actually but I can sincerely say this, she never tried to force me !
Bette : I never tried to force you Tina, that went both ways, you were as desperate as I was. Was it good Tina, was she good, did you ***** each other senseless ?
Tina : You ***** Bette, and yes, if you must know it was good and we fucked ALOT. You name it we did it, places, positions, you name it. Like when you were dropping flowers off and we were ***** in the pool. Are you ***** satisfied now ?
We were both pointing and shouting, at times screaming at each other and somehow my jealously had let this conversation spiral out of control. But I was tired of losing and I didnt plan to back down.
Bette : you think Tina, that you were the only one who fucked someone else, do you really think Candace was the only one. Remember when I went to New York ?
Tina : dead silence. Apparently Tina didnt know about NY. I thought Bette, who we slept with was off limits for a bit but no, you just had to make it into a competition, throw it in my face. Well let me tell you something Bette, if you were not off ***** the carpenter, NONE of this would have happened
Bette : was she better than me ?
Tina : what ? you have to be kidding ?
Bette : Really was she a better ***** than me ?
Tina : ***** you Bette
Bette : well that would be a pleasant change
Tina just got in the car, closed the door and sat there. I stood outside intently glaring at her, hands on hips, silently demanding she get out of the car but she continued to look straight ahead. It was clear that this conversation was over as far as she was concerned. The only positive thing I can say is no one else had the misfortune of hearing that conversation, or rather screaming match. I relented and made my way around to drivers side and got in. I put both hands on the steering wheel and looked at my feet, acutely embarrassed by my childish jealously and misdirected anger. What did I really think, no woman would find her attractive, that shed sit around and wait for me ?
Bette : Tee, Im.
Tina : Bette, just dont, dont even talk to me, just take me home.
Bette : Tee, come on
With that Tina turned to look at me, with a glare as hard as nails.
Tina : Bette take me home, Im not even sure I like you anymore