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    I Fall Behind pt.5

        ”Sit down, I mean, please come sit over here. I’ll
    just get the food out of the kitchen. Um, I made some penne in
    oregano,” Bette bustled into the kitchen while Tina sat on her chair
    and watched. “I don’t cook, usually but it really is a very fascinating
    activity, wouldn’t you say? I made it from scratch. Well, not the
    pasta, just the sauce. I hope it turned out okay. I haven’t stepped
    into this kitchen for anything other than a glass of water in a long
    time,” Bette started giggling in embarrassment and coughed to cover up.
    Tina just watched her, bafflement evident on her face.

        It seems Greta Garbo isn’t aloof as much as she
    is… painfully dorky, Tina realized. But damn she’s gorgeous! Tina bit
    her lip as she surreptously watched Bette’s neck and throat move as she
    spoke. Her mouth felt dry as she looked down at the back of Bette’s
    hand, clasped as it was around the wine bottle. Bette’s ***** were
    modestly hidden behind a gray pinstipe jacket, but her white collared
    shirt under the jacket nicely set off her smooth brown skin. I wonder
    if she feels as hot as she looks, Tina idly thought while tracing a
    finger down the arch of a spoon handle. When Bette finally walked
    towards the table, Tina gulped. Bette was smiling. Her brilliant smile
    made Tina choke on a sudden emotion. She didn’t know what that emotion
    was, but she filed it away to examine  later. Right now she had a
    date with the most beautiful woman she’s ever seen.

        Oh God Tina Kennard is stunning. Alice wasn’t wrong
    when she said Tina’s do-able. Bette’s mind was processing a mile a
    minute. She kept smiling, but inside she was quivering in fear and, if
    she absolutely had to admit it, excitement. Look at that hair! Oh God
    those tresses would feel heavenly against my cheek… Stop it Bette! Oh
    those shoulders… with the straps of her dress just barely hanging on,
    about to fall off… So ***** *****… Stop it Bette! Oh yummy creamy
    skin… And those incredible *****! Bette wasn’t aware that she’d
    started staring. Her mouth couldn’t seem to stay closed. She swallowed
    hard. STOP IT BETTE!

        ”I’m glad you found my apartment okay. You didn’t
    get lost did you? Coz it’s fairly easy to get lost in this part of…
    the world…” Bette forced her eyes to meet Tina’s amused hazel ones.
    Bette started to panic. Oh God she saw me staring. She’ll think I’m
    interested in her. But I’m not! I’m not! She’s beautiful! I like
    beauty. That’s why I’m staring.

    Comments

    1. Yow, delectable, delightful, delicious… Tina, godess that she is takes on a new and thrilling life in your hands, Bette doesn’t stand a chance…does she…please post soon, I love your story.

    2. I think that Tina is the cat and one Bette Porter is the mouse. Playing games with Bette.Bette will soon be begging to be eaten.Yes pun intended that was a awesome chapter, thanks

    3. very nice! Tina is very sexy as the huntress. Poor Bette is really in for it now. Can’t wait for you next post. I guess it is too much to ask for another one today. sigh. I know it is.

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