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    Match Made

     

     

    She surveys me through narrowed brown eyes and I swallow. The forum is open for discussion.

     

     

    “Let me refresh your memory. Last Saturday, our friends planning your romantic liaisons, you placing your hand on my stomach ….”

     

     

    “You placed my hand there!” I childishly chirrup.

     

     

    “You have ignored every one of my calls this past week Tina. I’m amazed you even opened the door and let me in this morning”

     

     

    She was flushed, angry and kneading the poor turkey so hard it was probably questioning what it had done to deserve such a scuffling from the after life. Any mention of the fact that I almost didn’t open the door after identifying her through the peephole and I might be next on her list.

     

     

    “I’m sorry” I apologized, because I knew her distress was largely my doing.

     

     

    I could have taken this head on like the courageous woman I know myself to be but there was too much at stake. Suppose it didn’t work out, I’d risk losing a friendship I have come to depend on. With this in mind I chose the cowardly way out last Saturday. And since I’ve always been about commitment, I’ve stuck by my decision.

     

     

    Saturday now seemed like eons ago.

     

     

    She took my hand placing it against her stomach, I didn’t pull away and everything changed.

     

     

    Not only did I leave my hand there but I also took it upon myself to explore and traverse along the offered expanse of skin. I touched, rubbed and lingered over the sensitive points I discovered made her stomach taut with anticipation.

     

     

    I relished the fact that with just a touch I could cause her breath to hitch and by letting my hand drift south of her navel I was capable of making her stutter so bad that even Alice, who has been known to talk to animals, couldn’t decipher what she was saying. My hand roamed and tested its newly acquired power and Bette’s will.

     

     

    Then it happened – I was reminded of whose flesh my hand was sampling. The rest of our breakfast progressed with my hands tightly linked on my lap and with minimal exchange between Bette and I.

    Comments

    1. Call you lazy never. I liked this Challenge and I think that it has potential to continue into a seperate story of how Bette and Tina’s date go and how the other girls, especailly Alice reacts to this and a little more progression into their courtship. Just a thought.

    2. I loved this story. I’m so glad Tina finally relented. I just wish it could continue so that we could see how this whole relationship thing works out.

    3. This is….wow… Yeah jump even you didn’t know where you were landing ..Caused that is the Thrill of life..and you only have that once. Thanks ally4. (^-^)

    4. Hey:-) it was really fun reading the 2 chapters however this chappie reminds me of how i suck in the kitchen! Im such a bad cook ya know lol! Thanks 4 this and happy thanksgiving(:

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