“Yea, Bette was a fighter, she wanted the Olympics, she did win, but just came short for her event. A bummer that her should went out. She was so hurt…but Bette, you were great you made it kiddo and we love you still.” Mark put his arm around Bette at the table and kissed her head.
“You are a winner to me always and my daughter. Remember that.” Mark held Bette for a bit and let her go.
“OK! Enough of that guys…well T, now you know who I am. Shall we discuss my contract for that story?” Bette winked at Tina.
Dinner was done and stories were told of Bette’s childhood and stories of how Mark and Carol met. All in all it was a good night. Tina was impressed with the Porter’s a lively bunch if anything. Bette took after her parents personality so much to a T, that it was uncanny. So much for biological traits. Tina loved seeing how Bette eased her way with her Dad about things and was relaxed. Tina did sense some tension between her mom, and it was no shock. Carol a nice lady, er lovely lady, just had her ways of OCD and that was that. It had to be that way or nothing. Bette still loved her mother regardless, some control was always needed in life. With yawns, Bette and Tina got ready to go.
“Tina was it was so great to meet you! We will definitely want to come to some soccer games!” Carol beamed and hugged Tina and then Bette.
“Bette you take good care of Tina..and I love you sweetie.” Bette hugged her mom tight
“Love you too mom. Bye Dad!” All the hugs and kisses were taken care and off they were.

“Bette Porter! You had me worried at the beginning. Your parents were great..and just fun. I still cannot believe that I didn’t realize who you were…so lame!” Tina smirked
“I got you now B, so…did you have a good time?”
“I did actually. It was good to get some of the air out there about some stuff. I cannot believe they told you how they met and were just two love sick fools in college.” Bette shook her head..and thought of how it was so hard on them when they couldn’t have children on their own.
“I think they really liked you..thanks Tina for coming and well, supporting me too.” Bette spoke softly, somewhat embarrassed for her actions and thoughts.
“I know it was silly, but I just have some insecurities and I wanted to voice them there I guess and I am surprised I was so willing too…? Shit, that is just astonishing…ok, so movie…in bed” Bette was trying to make her voice change to sound sexy.
“Bette, hah..yes baby..but don’t ever feel that you can’t talk to me ok?” Tina rubbed Bette’s leg and sat in silence on the ride home. The silence was reflective and comfortable. Tina drifted off to a quick snooze.
“T, baby, wake up sweetie.” Bette was rubbing her arm and was about to pick her up.
“shit, T, you’re dead weight….ooof” Bette was about to try again
“Are you saying I am fat?” Tina had one eye open..smiling
“No, shit though, what do you expect you are limp?” Bette put her arm out to help assist Tina out of the car to their house.
“Ugh, I am pooped…still up for a movie though babe.” Tina slapped Bette’s ass as she walked behind Bette to the house.
“I am always up for a movie we don’t watch and neck instead. Come on T, and I will help you get out your clothes.” With that Bette pulled Tina in the house and wrapped her arms around her and kissed her deeply.
“Let me make love to you baby…”