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    I Fall Behind pt.13

    Story written on November 13, 2005 by 7PM.
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    It should always be kind. B/T, a few seconds of Danish

        There stood Tina, somber in black jeans and a black sweater. She was even wearing dark glasses.

        “You with the sad eyes,” Tina started to sing softly. Bette stared.

        “Don’t be discouraged. Oh I realize
    it’s hard to take courage
    in a world full of people. You can lose sight of it all
    and the darkness inside you
    can make you feel so small.”
    Tina held a rose to her chin, pretending the full bloom was a microphone.

        Bette’s brows furrowed but she couldn’t help the
    bubble of laughter that rose at the sight of Tina clowning around. She
    swallowed it as best she could.

        Tina paused. She saw the tiny hint of a smile in
    Bette’s eyes and gave a small smile of her own. She continued her
    singing, the lyrics vibrated from deep in her throat.

         “Show me a smile then. Don’t be unhappy, can’t remember
    when I last saw you laughing. If this world makes you crazy
    and you’ve taken all you can bear, you call me up

    because you know I’ll be there.”

        Tina reached out to hand Bette the rose. When Bette
    didn’t take it, she lowered the flower and lightly touched Bette’s
    fingers with its petals. Bette looked down at the offering, feeling an
    unfathomable emotion start to open in her heart, starting to swallow
    everything else beside it. She thought it might be a black hole, only
    instead of incredibly gravity sucking in everything, this emotion was
    light and it consumed all the darkness. Bette felt her throat close up
    and tears warmed her eyes.

        “And I see your true colors
    shining through. I see your true colors…” Tina’s voice broke slightly and she stopped.

        “And that’s why I love you.”  Bette whispered, finishing for her.

        Tina’s smile was heat and light and comfort and
    succor. Bette stepped into her embrace, unresistingly drawn. Tina felt
    warm tears track down her own cheeks.

        “Do you know,” Tina whispered gravelly into Bette’s curls, “That that’s why I love you?”

        Bette lay a cheek against Tina’s neck, willing
    herself to be strong enough to pull away. But when Tina put a hand
    against her nape, keeping her, oh God, keeping her, Bette’s will
    conceded to Bette’s heart.

        “Come inside Baby,” Tina murmured and kissed Bette
    on the cheek. When Bette didn’t pull away, Tina pulled back a little
    and watched her face. Seeing no tension or anxiety, Tina lessened the
    distance between their lips, but left the final few centimeters to
    Bette.

        As though sleepwalking, Bette pressed her lips
    against Tina’s. It was a chaste, closed-mouthed kiss. Tina responded as
    lightly as Bette moved, knowing that whatever had happened that morning
    had something to do with her and that she and Bette really had to talk.

        But right now, Tina saw the dilated pupils and the
    unfocused gaze, and knew that Bette was physically and emotionally
    exhausted. She guided Bette into bed, tucked her in, and turned to go.
    Bette’s hand shot up to grab hers.

        Without a word, Tina climbed into bed beside Bette,
    leaned tenderly over her, and kissed the tired eyes closed.

        “Tina,” Bette’s faint whisper stilled Tina.

         “Yes Bette?”

        “I think you’d look great in leg warmers.”

        “Uh, thanks.”

        “No, thank you. And… I’m sorry…”

        Tina replied by putting her soft lips over Bette’s,
    catching the tail end of a moan with a quick flick of tongue.

        “Go to sleep baby… I’ll be here when you wake up.”

    TBC

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    12. There are very few stories that have such a huge obstacle for our B/T to cross…this one I’m not sure is going to be successful…how can you fight someones past to such a degree as tina’s….interesting times ahead!!!

    13. There are very few stories that have such a huge obstacle for our B/T to cross…this one I’m not sure is going to be successful…how can you fight someones past to such a degree as tina’s….interesting times ahead!!!

    14. Bette is really ill. I’m so sorry for my earlier flippancy. BTW “True Colors” – great song! check out ‘The Body Acoustic’, Cyndi Lauper’s new album. It’s great! Amazon has it (hint). Thanks for moving this story from the surreal to the sublime. Tina as Judy Holiday, the hooker with the heart of gold.

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