"I should cover you – keep your sexy body away from preying eyes," Tina said, in a teasing tone.  

Bette turned to her with a smile, and saw the lust latent in her wife’s eyes earlier coming out more vividly now.  "Cover me with what?  Your hot body?," she responded, with an equally teasing tone, her brown eyes beginning to cloud over with excitement at the thought of Tina lying on top of her in the enclosed space of the car.

"Hmmm… not a bad idea, actually," Tina answered in a husky voice.

They both turned to look back at Angie, who was busily drawing a figure on her etch-a-sketch.  With a sigh, and a light laugh they both faced forward again.  Tina leaned over to partially cover Bette with Angie’s car blanket, whispering, "You will be in soooo much trouble when we get back home."

Bette smirked, as she finished changing hurriedly.   She was quickly buttoning up the new shirt she’d just quickly pulled on, as she responded huskily, "How so?"

"Well, you won’t have a child to protect you when we get back," Tina whispered.

"Protect me from what?," Bette asked, as she slipped her sweater on, then tied the belt around her.  Thanks, T, she mouthed.  Then, with a smile she pulled Tina closer, as the blonde was about to sit back from partially covering her, and laid a hot, urgent kiss on the Tina’s slightly-parted lips.

"Be -e-e-t-t-e," Tina was moaning.   "What?" Bette whispered, as she drew back.

"Please stop," Tina asked, begging huskily.  "Why?," Bette asked, about to kiss her again.

"Because I want to … more than kiss you," Tina whispered.

Bette smiled, with eyes shut, pulled Tina’s chin closer for a last kiss, murmuring, "And what do you want to do to me?"

"Everything," Tina answered huskily, as she returned Bette’s gentle kiss with one of her own, filled with longing.

Bette drew back, and with a smile, kissed the tip of Tina’s nose.  "Then start driving, baby.  And I suggest we do the antiquing we’d planned to do today on some other day."

"Umm… yeah," Tina answered with a light laugh, flashing Bette a last look of desire before driving off quickly.

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"Hello, Hello!  Welcome again," Bette greeted Martin warmly as she opened their door.  "And who is this handsome young man?," she added as she smiled at the boy holding on to Martin’s hand.