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    I Know What I Like……………………chapter two

    Tina: Hi Bette, right on time.
    Bette: I make it a practice to always be on time. I hate having to wait.

    Bette looked at Tina and thought she was even more beautiful than she remembered. A vision, her blonde hair up showing her neck..her smile so genuine and those eyes boring into hers, god and that dress showed every curveBette had to make her self focus..and she finally set down at the table.

    The waiter took their drink orders as they studied the menu, both of them taking little peeks at one another over the menus. Catching each other they smiled.
    After ordering the exact same thing, they decided to get down to work.

    Bette: So Tina, tell me your ideas for this project.
    Tina: I was thinking of introducing the children to all the different mediums of art, you know most children know how to paint, finger paint, clay the basic colors, the mainstream ideas of kids art. But I want them to learn more than that, like photography, different types of sculpture, like clay, metal, wood etc…..

    Bette: Thats a great plan. I was thinking we could plan some projects. Have them do their own art work, any medium they chose individually, and then we could have an art show at the gallery.
    Opening night and everything, an evening just like we would do for any new unknown artist.
    Tina: That sounds so great. I love that idea and Im sure the children will too.

    Their food arrived and they ate and talked. Getting to know one another. Each one becoming more intrigued with the other as the day went on. Tina looked at her watch and couldnt believe it was almost 4:00.

    Tina: Oh my god, do you realize what time it is?
    Bette: Time flies when youre having fun they say. She laughed and looked at her watch.
    Do you need to run, Im sorry if Ive kept you. Talking with you is just so comfortable.
    Tina: No I have nothing else this afternoon, I just didnt want to keep you, and I feel the same its been so easy talking together.

    Bette: I suppose we should get going.
    Tina: Yes, I guess so.
    Bette stood and waited as Tina got her sweater and they left the restaurant. Standing outside on the sidewalk they were both not wanting to say goodbye.

    Bette: Tina?
    Tina: Yes?
    Bette: Are you still free for dinner tomorrow night?
    Tina: Yes, I am.
    Bette: Well I was thinking maybe you could come over tomorrow night to my house, we could order in and we could get things organized for this project. That is if you want.

    Tina: I would like that, about what time is good for you?
    Bette: Around 7, and Tina dress casual, be comfy, well hang out and get some work done.
    Tina: sounds great, Ill see you at seven then.

    Bette wrote her address on the back of her card and gave it to Tina. They said their goodbyes reluctantly and headed in opposite directions.

    Bettes thought were jumbled. She felt so excited, elated, and yet nervous like a first time crush. She was going to make sure it was a night Tina would never forget.

    Tinas thoughts as she went to her care were confused. She loved spending time with Bette. She had never felt so comfortable with someone so soon after meeting them. Was it her imagination or was she feeling sparks? This was so new to her, attraction to a woman. She didnt know what was ahead, but she loved this feeling and she was going to see where it headed.
    Tomorrow night, god she was excited already. Maybe her thoughts would become clearer after tomorrow night.

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