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Four-letter L Word
"Hey, you own the place. Maybe you could kick these two out." Alice suggested.
"And why would I want to do that, Alice?" Marina asked politely.
"Hello, show of indecency!" Alice motioned to where Bette and Tina were now kissing.
Marina laughed. "You’re just jealous, Alice."
"Of what." Alice scoffed.
Marina only shook her head in amusement, and went back to the counter.
Tina finally peeled herself off Bette, and saw the time. "Oh, *****. I’m gonna be late."
"For?" Bette asked, refusing to just let Tina go.
"Um, work?" Tina suggested, smiling at Bette. "You know, that troublesome fact of life we get out of bed for?"
"I thought we got out of bed to get back on it." Bette teased, pulling Tina’s arm to turn her back.
Tina looked at her, amused. "This, from the woman who’s afraid to spend the night."
"She’s a bed-wetter." Alice said snidely.
Bette and Tina glanced at her, but resumed their lusty gazes at each other, as if that was where their eyes really belonged: on each other.
"Well, what do you say we test that theory after dinner tonight?" Bette whispered, leaning closer to Tina.
"Dinner sounds great," Tina whispered back, the nearness of Bette sending her senses into overdrive.
"Your place, or mine?" Bette inched closer to Tina.
"Get a room," Alice muttered, hating the fact that she not only had to witness this loathsome display of infatuation, but that she wasn’t the only one, as the rest of The Planet’s diners were also riveted on the show.
"I’m off work late, so yours?" Tina suggested, not realizing that few women ever really stepped foot in the Bette Porter casa.
A small murmur passed through the regulars of The Planet. Bette Porter’s formerly-straight conquest seemed to be very familiar with Bette’s house?
"I’ll wait," Bette said huskily, zeroing in for a kiss.
Tina responded in kind, but her cellphone’s ring cut off their kiss. She broke away, and answered the suspect. "Tina." Pause. "Yeah, fine. I’m coming. I’m stuck in traffic. OK. ‘Bye." She hung up, and extricated herself from Bette. "I have to go."
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Seahurst says
Fabulous!! Absolutely fabulous!!!
slacker says
Ha Ha Ha! Bette — hoisted on her own petard…again and again, each time she tries to climb down. More?!? Need you ask?
blindadmission says
i’m liking it *thumbs up*
ecstasythrumusic says
Definately continue but I need more of your other story.
Seattleone says
Love it! Must read more!
martinimoonlight says
definitely tbc!!!and soon please!!
Lsbn says
Absolutely, you need to continue! This is a great twist on our beloved Bette and Tina. I love it…I really mean it – I love it. I’m not in denial like Bette!
downlow95 says
That was awesome!
Fresa says
That was fabulous! You absolutely must continue!!
Brooke says
I loved it hope their is lots more coming.
smartass says
More Please
Keno says
i also LOVE it…please continue
peaches says
Awww….that was too cute! Thanks
Down Low says
Of course we want you to continue and to never stop. Another excellent effort you’ve delivered. Hope Bette and Tina are honest with each other and take a leap of faith.
tylo says
great bette a deer caught in head lights
goldfish says
Love it! yes yes yes please continue.
mstx says
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Wonderful! Please continue. I love this. Hope you post SOON.
Skipton says
ok- i LOVE it!! see? i can play the game also!
lucia says
haha – that was great! made me laugh.
wo`wo says
you are GOOD…real good in this! wow…LOL~ TBC?do u even have to ask,t_d?!!??!?!! LOL~ post soon!!!!
jo says
I’m really a fan of your writing. So please update soon… maybe tomorrow?
sportsfreak2987 says
hell yeah, pls continue!
Christy says
I can see the quiet in the Planet as everyone watches this exchange. Priceless!
giasony says
ah poor poor Bette, hilarous. So continue