“Babe” Use coxing words Tina, coxing, manipulative words.

            “Hmm?”

            “You drank a lot last night, didn’t you?” Good, throw questions back onto her.

            “Yeah. So did you.”

            “How do you feel? Anything sore?” Careful, don’t leave it open to interpretation, she’s too smart for that and she’ll see right through you.

            “Hmm, yeah my head feels kinda heavy. More sleep will help it.”

            “Would you like me to get you some water, babe?” Nice work Tina, gifts and gestures are always welcome and will score you points.

            “No, just come back to sleep with me.” You’re losing her. Keep her talking.

            “Why are you so tired honey? I don’t think we got to bed that late.”

            “Oh we got to bed early, T.” A smugness in her voice suggested she knew more than what she was letting on. Tread carefully, Tina. You’ve almost got her.

            “Hey, why do you say it like that?”

            When I noticed Bette flick her eyes open, I knew I was failing. She was catching onto me. I had one last chance.

            “It’s just that I kinda thought we got to bed kinda early and” By now, Bette lifted herself up a little to look intently into my eyes. All my words got lost in my mouth. It was as if they disappeared in a panic at the sight of Bette’s seductive brown eyes. I was gone. She smiled knowingly and I gave her a innocent naive expression, grinning back at her. Then came the accusation I was practically dying to avoid.

            “You don’t remember last night do you?”

            I couldn’t lie. I was completely and utterly stuck. She would never let me live it down. Finally I surrendered with a shake of the head. The smile on her face simply widened as her brain processed the information and was waiting on an outcome of what to do next.

            She kissed me full in the mouth. I was blown away. I could still taste the remains of alcoholic beverages but I was sure she could taste it on me too. It was sweet and strange. As Bette fell forward onto me, a memory flashed into my mind. The image was just like this, the same one, only thirteen hours before. A dj vu. And just like that, it was gone. Bette released my lips and gazed into my eyes for a love filled moment.

            “I can’t believe you don’t remember. How could you forget?!?” She laughed out loud. I began to mockingly pout at her for bullying me which made her giggle more. I lay on my back feeling so wonderful to have my naked girl on my skin, yet trying so hard to sook in order to receive sympathy. Bette subtly licked her lips as she grinned and moved her mouth back onto mine. Tongues were soft and magical while kisses were fairy light. She was suddenly wide awake by the looks of things and the hand that was sliding along my skin was definitely a morning person. The other hand was lost in my hair. Her lips dipped lower to trace hot lines along my neck. She whispered just below my ear, as sultry as possible, “I’ll help you remember, T.”

            My back arched with this knowledge and despite whatever ***** I was going to receive from her later, it was worth receiving pure bliss now. There was no clothing left to take off as my hands began their journey, wandering the ample soft lands of Bette’s back. She breathed a final promise into my ear.

            “The best part about forgetting is remembering.”