Tina drops her gaze to Bette’s wine glass, her fingers massaging over the base of it. Tina reaches out across the table slowly, not even knowing she was doing it. She reached out her index finger, and touches Bette’s finger. Bette’s hand immediately freezes, and her breathing halts. For the next few minutes she just allows Tina to explore her hand. Tina eventually takes it in hers and turns it over; it is like she is noticing the softness of a woman’s hand for the first time. She was completely lost in the perfection of the powerful brunette.

Suddenly Tina seems to awaken from her trance, and looks up at Bette embarrassed. The brunette has now composed herself, she looks at Tina with a sympathetic smile, the blonde was obviously processing something, and Bette wasn’t going to push her to find out what. Tina could read all of this in Bette’s eyes, and simply smiles back. Silence lingers for a bit longer, an unspoken dialogue passing between them.

“Shy Tina, I think this is a first” Bette says teasingly, but also wanting to break the silence.

Tina shakes her head unconvincingly.

“Oh nooo?” Bette says standing up, towering over the blonde. “Then what else could it be… roomy”

Tina laughs for the first time since Bette has returned home. “Ooh yes about that”

“So you thought that I had forgotten huh?” Bette says walking her plate to the kitchen and returning to top up both their glasses.

“Noooo” Tina says.

“So what will the punishment be I wonder” Bette says looking down at Tina.

Tina looked up at her wide eyed, more than prepared to do anything that Bette asked.

Bette laughs at the fear on the girls face, thinking maybe tonight’s not the best night to play around with her. She seems a bit vulnerable. “I may let you off tonight, but it’s been noted”, Bette winks.

Tina is relieved and disappointed all at the same time. For the rest of the evening they both sit in the living room, Tina watching TV, and Bette going through some work documents. It’s past midnight when they both get to bed. Bette wonders what the next morning would bring. And sure enough…

Bette is sitting enjoying her morning coffee, when a door flies open. ‘Is she for real?’ Bette thinks watching the crazy girl. Tina sits down at the table, “Ughhh, I wish I didn’t have to start so early” she moans.