CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

I have just two words to describe that experience, mind blowing. Waking up to the sight of Bette pleasuring herself is enough to make anybodys temperature rise. Waking up to Bette pleasuring herself, and knowing that shes thinking about me, now that is just indescribable. And I guess that word pretty much sums Bette up. She is just completely indescribable, because words just are not good enough.
Bette is sleeping right now. Worn out, no doubt, by our love making. The ***** just keeps getting better and better. Its like my body, and my mind have finally just realised who Ive been sharing a bed with for the past seven years. All those months without touching her were such a waste. But Im not confusing our ***** life with the reason we had, had problems. Granted it was one of the reasons, but I think communication was the biggest one. But now, I dont know, its like I know how shes feeling and I know she knows how Im feeling when we havent even spoken a word to each other.
Im feeling pretty worn out right now. The lack of sleep, the alcohol consumption from last night, are all taking there toll. But my mouth feels so dry that I know Im not going to sleep unless I get a drink.
I kiss Bettes cheek and she stirs slightly as I tear myself from her side. The term joined at the hip comes to mind. I walk down he hallway as silently as possible. It was a long night last night, and I dont want to disturb anybody.
I reach Alice and Danas bedroom, and its silent but for the sound of them breathing. But even as Im stood at Alice and Danas bedroom door I can hear groaning. And its bizarre how easily I find myself at Marina, and Jennys bedroom door. I dont know what it is about curiosity but its almost like its torture to ignore some gossip.
God Marina what are you doing to me I hear Jenny moan. I think about walking away, but who am I kidding they would and probably have listened in on Bette and me. Jenny starts to groan over and over again, and I have to admit its getting a little strange, but I want to know whats happening between them. Youd be surprised what you can tell by pillow talk alone. I mean do you just roll over and go to sleep, do you compliment each other, or do you proclaim your undying love? Everything goes silent, but for the sound of their erratic breathing. I hear the sheets shuffling.
I know I have hurt you Jenny Marina says.
Marina…
No let me say it. I have hurt you Jenny, but I have hurt myself aswell. I dont feel like this for alot of people, not even Fransesca. I know that I have made mistakes. But I can look after you. I can love you I can practically see Jennys eyes shooting around the room, darting in every possible direction, while her mind contemplates about a thousand things.
I need to…Ill need to go slow. Theres still things about you that I need to know Marina before I start a relationship with you
Of course
But…but I want to be with you
Oh Jenny I can imagine them hugging, kissing. I walk away with a smile on my face. Its nice to know Im not the only woman getting some. All I need to do now is find someone for Shane, and get Alice and Dana together.
I walk down the stairs, into the kitchen. Everything is spotless. I open the fridge, grab myself a glass, and pour myself some fruit juice.
I walk outside, the heat of the sun greeting me immediately. This is how I want to grow old. Bette, and me living in the sunshine drinking fruit juice beside the pool. I finish of my glass and head back upstairs.
I pass Jenny, and Marinas door and now its Marina groaning. I stifle a giggle and tip toe back into my room.
Bette is sleeping on her side, her slender arm stretched out across my side of the bed. I cant tell you how sweet she is right now. Its like even when shes asleep shes dreaming that Im there. I gently lift her arm and slide underneath it, wrapping it around my stomach, pulling us together. I kiss her frowning forehead, and then her lips, snuggling close to her.
T, baby I need to sleep or Im gonna faint She croaks, her eyelids fluttering open.
I know sweetie, I was just kissing you good morning
Good morning She barely manages, sleep hanging off of every word. I move closer to her, using her chest as my pillow. I love the sound of her heart beating, its like my own lullaby. I fall asleep with the sound of it in my ears.