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Great Unexpectations Chapter 17
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Her cell phone buzzed, alerting her of a text message. "T. What do u want 2 eat 4 lunch?" Tina smirked as she typed back a saucy response, imagining Bette’s laughter. A minute later Bette responded. "Funny T. I meant from The Planet. Never mind. I’ll pick something up. U Naughty girl." Tina chuckled as she flipped the phone shut.
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In James’ car, Bette was humming along to the radio. James laughed to himself. He’d never heard anybody hum to C-Span before. As they pulled up to the chain link fence enclosed lot, Bette searched in vain for her car. "James, would you mind waiting for a minute. I just want to make sure I’m at the right place."
"Sure thing, Bette. I’ll be right here."
Bette disappeared into the shack-like office inside the gate. Five minutes later she emerged holding a receipt and her keys, escorted by a large man in jeans, T-shirt, and baseball cap. Bette waved off James with a ‘thanks’ and a smile as she was led to her car. She noticed a tiny scratch on the door of her beloved Saab, but could not summon the appropriate anger to make an issue of it. Small price to pay.
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Inside The Planet, Kit was behind the bar wiping the counter, clearing coffee cups, and humming to herself. Humming was an affliction cursing all Porter women this day. Bette removed her sunglasses as she came through the door, her long thick curls blowing gently in the breeze. "Hey Kit", Bette said cheerily. "Hey baby sis", Kit replied cheerily as well. Anybody walking in on the scene would assume they were witnessing a battle of dueling smiles. Who’d win that battle was anybody’s guess. "Well", Bette began. "I know why I’m grinning like an idiot. What’s your excuse?"
"Guess", Kit teased shyly.
Bette studied Kit’s expression and let out a giggle. "Angus."
Kit joined the giggle and nodded. "So, how’s Tina?"
"She’s great, Kit. Thanks. And… she’s moving back home."
Kit squealed and grabbed Bette into a wrap around hug. "Oh, that is good news. About damn time. You’re not here ask for help with the moving are you?"
"No, relax. We’ll hire that out. I’m actually here to pick up lunch. Can I get two of those Mandarin chicken salads?"
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excellent posting, love every sentance just wondering what the heck is that Faye Buckley up to ???pps
Red I love the way you write…so intriguing, and so descriptive. This was an excellent chapter. You don’t have to have bar room brawls, BBQ’s and coins for it to be exciting! *wink* However, having Bette Porter strutting naked around the pool once it awhile does seem to heighten the excitement level just a tad! LOL! Thank you so much Red! More please!
I wonder what the good lawyer and Miss Buckley are up too.
Definitely not a let down. The light, fun, happy, romantic Bette and Tina are wonderful to read. Not everything can be a big turning point.. but sometimes its even better that way. PPS.
Why is it Tina and Bette can imagine each other dressed in certain ways, or doing certain tasks and it always leads back to sex. Wait a minute I’m talking Bette and Tina, of course it leads to sex. Gotta love them. Still wondering what Faye is up to. It appears she’s trying to make amends but why?
What next? What next? huh? huh?
i’m really loving the way you write, i just got caught up with this whole story properly, and you’ve got me hooked!! its not often i read a story as its written, im so impatient that i usually go for finished stories but yours is just too good to not get hooked straight away!! im intrigued to see what faye buckley is up to. i love the way you capture all the characters perfectly, please post another chapter soon!! i don’t think i can take too long a wait!!
Great post..really enjoy B/T being happy and together..thanks
Storm clouds? I’m worried. Faye Buckley is an ill wind that blows no good. Thanks!
ooooh, grease monkey Tina could be quite hot. I love your happy, sexy, in love Bette and Tina. Still trying to figure out what our sneaky little Faye is up to…hmmmm. Great post rh!
Hrmmm… storm clouds and Faye Buckley. I like the sound of neither. I *do* like the idea of a glistening Tina, all smudged and dirty and…. Um. Yes. I’ll leave that train of thought now… I quite liked (read: loved) this chapter, as I’ve quite liked (read: loved) all of your other chapters. I’ll be eagerly waiting for the next post, thanks, red.
OOh the foreshadowing! LOL. I’m not sure why you thought this chapter would be a let down cause it aint little missy! You’ve just moved the story along and judging by the nature of the comments got everyone hooked for the next wave. What IS Faye up to??? Why is Jenny such a pain in the ass? What exactly did Tina have for luch? All of this has us on the edge of our seats, anxiously waiting for more! Please do not doubt your abilities to amuse, entertain, and enthrall, they are ever present! PPS
Good chapter, love B&T!
ditto to what chelseagal and anngie mosby wrote. excellent as usual. i TOLD you she’d get towed.
mmm all the loving and all the intringue, thank u…
I love all your posts, even the ones without brawls and BBQ’s :). Glad to see Bette and Tina so infatuated with one another. I hope they never lose that feeling. Let’s get Tina home :)
Great update, can’t wait to see what the heck Buckley is up to.
Mmmmmm Grease Monkey Tina…*dies*
I am so loving this. Way to go Bette!!!! I just hope Faye takes the big hint and backs the F*** OFF. Thanks PPS
Faye Buckley is a pain in the ====. Does she want Bette or Tina. That right hook of Tina would stop me. I’ll wait.
What kind of scheming game plays Faye Buckley. I hope Bette and Tina be able to see through her game and resist
Like Audi, I love those angst-free moments in which Bette and Tina simply take pleasure in each other’s company. Is it the calm before whatever storm Faye Buckley is brewing? Bette seems just the type who would hum to C-Span!