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    Story written on April 4, 2012 by kins40.
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    Part 1

    So to this day, I have no idea what happened with my earring. In actual fact, I technically lost that little dangle gold piece twice that night.  The first time, she came to the rescue and retrieved it from my hair where it had got caught. She touched me there too but again I’ll get back to this particular ability of hers in a minute. Her assistant called me the next day to let me know they had found it.
    Naturally, I went to retrieve it. To be honest, I was not particularly attached to the little object. Yes, of course, it would have been a shame to lose it but it held no real significance for me at the time, at least not like it does now. It was only a present from me to me.
    So,  like I said, I went back to the gallery and I saw her again. And the same thing happened once more,  her looks, her voice, the electricity as my hand touched hers to lift the little earring out of her palm…. it all happened in exactly the same fashion as the night before.
    But this time, it was only Bette and I, alone in her office. She got up from behind her desk and purposefully but unhurriedly sashayed up to me, stepping closer than normal social interaction would dictate. She knowingly invaded my personal space but I did not move away. The subtlety of her perfume had reached me at this point and my brain was registering it.
    Her scent enveloped me like a warm blanket, comforting and dare I say arousing all at the same time. A smell, I did not know I would associate with her for years to come.
    And then it happened, the unthinkable, the one thing I was sure would not be part of my day when I got up that morning. 
    She kissed me. 
    Her soft full lips covered mine and press lightly in a closed mouth kiss and I felt myself responding willingly, pressing back, closing my eyes at the delicious feeling and re-opening them only to see her beautiful face smile back at me.
    The tip of my tongue ventured out and I took my first taste. The first taste of Bette Porter. And I became addicted. Addicted  to the one and only drug, I knew, was capable of engaging all of my five senses.
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    2. How strange is it that I found myself thinking about you these past few days K. Hmmm what does one say, I think I became saddened at 83, not for it was badly written, but for the turmoil my heart endured. If had me thinking these feeble thoughts. Had me choked up for a little while as my mind went into over drive. Such love yet knowing sometimes you were a complete stranger to the woman you have always loved. I will admit I was scared comparing it to the reality life brings. i always say your stories are amazing, which as a matter of fact they’re, but I found myself lost within that part. Although sad, I continued to read and 3 made up up for the fear that came to light. I will message you. Thanks again for my heartache and freedom to admit my thoughts. C x

    4. I wish I had your (and a long list of others) talent for story telling. I use crayons while you use brush strokes. Absolutely beautiful K, I wasn’t aware of the number lotto or I would’ve participated as well. Oh well, I loved every “digit” of this story. Thank you 😘

    5. Fabulous! Story 83 was tender, poignant and a sad reality. The vast majority of TiBette stories show them in their 20s-40s not in their elder years. They are still beautiful together. Brava!

    6. Kins!!! :-)) so happy to see you back! You made my morning! Thanks!! :o)x your writing almost ALWAYS bring sweet tender moment to my heart… Some like the 83… Sweet tender yet sad :-/ it’s real life issues and it kinda remind me that your writing is part of FF! :-p lol.. And I thought you asked number for lotto :-D anyway.. Thanks for sharing another great story. Will keep looking forward to your next update ;-) enjoy the day! ^^,

    13. Thank you Kins for using my number in your first set of stories. “5” made me tingle, “83” made me teary eyed and “3” was just HOT! I remember well the day I needed glasses, but I didn’t get the response Bette did. Lol! Well done and thanks.

    15. I’m not done reading.I’m in the beginning of the third part But I have to post this.. Cuz, really taken me aback to your.. “83” Specially when Bette said these… “Because it is not for you to remember, but for the ones around you who love you the most,” Bette explained simply, producing a little box tied with a multicoloured ribbon and a silver decoration which read “83”.”Happy Birthday, Darling.”..Bravo Kins, Bravo!going to read again.

    17. Welcome back Kins :D I always got overwhelmed by Tibette getting old together it always brings tears to my eyes I don’t know why!!! but these installments r very wonderfully written, and the last one is really funny ;D thank u for sharing ur talent with us.

    20. Kins, what can I say. I am so honored that you chose my number to begin this new project of yours. Sight, sound, touch, taste and smell are a major part of every relationship. Sometimes I think we forget how lucky we are to experience these wonderful sensations. 83 had me in tears. Just the thought that you could be with someone so long and one day they won’t remember you and the past you’ve shared is heartbreaking. You wrote it beautifully though. As for 3, well I have to laugh at that one. Simply because Tina’s reaction to Bette wearing glasses is how I react when my partner wears hers! So hot!!! Anyway, this was a perfect trio! Sensuous, Heartfelt, and Witty. I love your writing and can hardly wait for your next installment.

    21. Aww kins, glad you’re back… 83 was really lovely especially how gentle bette was. I work with the elderly and i have totally embraced a little 97 year old lady who feels like a surrogate grandmother…i have learned so much seeing life through her eyes so this was story was special to me

    22. So happy to see you are back. Nobody can write stories the way you can that leaves me happy, sad, teary eyed, choked up and emotional. You have such a wonderful way with words!

    24. Oh kins you know I’m your biggest fan I will read absolutely anything you write, 83 reminded me of the Notebook heh, but you brought it home with 3, she only has a correction of 3? That’s nothing! I have one of 9! Haha that made me feel better about wearing glasses. I bet Bette would be even more sexy with glasses. Keep them coming girl

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