“Because that is cheating! You have been cheating on me with this……!”

Helena stepped back and felt inferior momentarily. She had a sad and disturbed look on her face. She knew Tina had cheated on her once before when she was pregnant but she just figured she and Bette were getting back together and she shied away and started seeing other women, hopefully making Tina jealous but she was enamored with Bette-as usual. But when Tina came back to her, she thought she could start something with her again. “So, you fuck her and you fuck me and Henry and..”

“No. No more Henry and no more men for at least awhile,” she glanced at Bette and frowned.

“Well, why do you have to see us both for? Can’t you just be with one of us?” Bette asked childishly.

“Yes, pick one of us. I can’t stand the idea of having you after Bette has had you,” Helena and Bette finally came to an agreement about one thing at least.

Tina walked up to Helena and softly kissed her lips.

“Tina you pick her?” Bette howled in protest.

Tina, turning around, walked up to Bette and grabbed her face, pressed it against hers and their lips met and Tina forced her tongue into Bette’s mouth. She broke away from Bette’s kiss, although her fingertips traced over Bette’s lips and chin. She knew Helena felt left out and so she took Helena’s hand. “Helena,” Tina knew the way she said her hot Brit’s name made Helena into a big sloppy pile of goo she could easily mold into something that would do anything for her. “You don’t have to have me once Bette is done with me. You can have me as Bette is doing me.”

Both women were immediately surprised. “What?” they each burst out and said simultaneously.

“I want you, Bette, to fuck me, and Helena, I want you to fuck me as well,” Tina got right in Helena’s face and said, “at the same time.”

Helena, tired with exhaustion from her and Bette’s fight, suddenly was ravenously turned on.

“Honey, I don’t know about th-“ Bette wasn’t on board just yet. She felt Tina take her hand and put it on her left breast. Bette squeezed gently through Tina’s shirt. Bette was weakening.