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    Into The Flames (Chapter 3)

    “Hey Tasha?” Alice said, “tomorrow night, let me take you out to dinner.”

    Tasha looked surprised, ‘is she asking me out?’

    “Sure that would be lovely,” Tasha grinned.

    “Great, I know a great place,” Alice smiled.

    “Great, see you tomorrow,” Tasha said, “bye Mandy.”

    Mandy gave her a weak wave as she walked out of the room. Then she gave her mom a look that said, ‘I know you like her!’

    “Shut up, it’s only to say thanks!” Alice barked blushing a pleasant shade of red.

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    September 24, 2011                                                                                                                             Orange Country, California

    Tina awoke to the sounds of grunting coming from the living room. She looked over to Danny who was still fast asleep. She stood up slowly as to not wake him and tiptoed into the living room. She was wearing a white tank top and black short shorts, but she didn’t feel exposed, so she didn’t bother putting on her robe.

    She found Bette lying down on the floor with her bad ankle propped up on the couch and the other bent at the knee with her foot flat on the floor. She let out another groan as she lifted her upper body again in another sit up. Tina gulped and felt a blush rush up to her face. She could see Bette’s sexy six pack tightening with every crunch. She could see the sweat on her brow. She could see her legs tightening with every movement, her ass clenching.

    “Good morning,” Bette said spotting her.

    Tina jumped and let out a small laugh, “good morning. Even with a messed up ankle, you’re working out?”

    “I’m used to high energy work,” Bette smiled.

    ‘God that means she has stamina,’ Tina thought with a small shudder.

    “You cold?” Bette said crinkling her brow and sitting up.

    “No, just a chill,” Tina lied, “you should take a break, how are you supposed to recover?”

    “I think I’m just more angry cause there’s an arsonist around town,” Bette said, “burned down a dance studio filled with little kids.”

    “Oh my God! Did anyone…” Tina trailed off.

    “Three dead, seven injured, including my friend’s daughter,” Bette sighed.

    “All little kids?” Tina squeaked her eyes filling with tears.

    Bette sighed and nodded solemnly, “that’s why I wanna catch the fucking bastard who did this.”

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