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    Olympic Challenge:The substitute Chapter 4

     

    "Hey, that was awhile ago and well..there was something always missing..you."  The sentiment was so sweet, it seemed too good to be true.  Bette leaned and gave a sweet kiss to Tina on the lips.  Tina kept her eyes closed relishing it and smiling as she slowly opened her.

     

    "I will never forget this ever Bette, this has made me so happy."  Tina hugged Bette tight and as she pulled away, she saw pictures of them in college playing soccer and Bette’s family on her wall.

     

    "Bette the pictures are amazing!"  Bette blushed.

     

    "I have a side hobby of taking my photo work with me, sometimes I miss home and sometimes I miss others a lot."  The pictures didn’t just show people, it showed depth of their emotions each smile, tears, and laughter in their faces.  Faces that meant the world Bette, her family those on her volunteering sites she would go on soccer trips, she took her camera everywhere to show her art in her pictures.  One of them that pulled Tina’s heart was when they won the national championship in college, Tina was a freshman, in the picture you can see Tina looking up at Bette and Bette looking at her as Betted aimed the camera at them in a celebratory pic, it was friendship and more.

     

    "These are so breath taking Bette, its more than just a picture its, your life and journey through it.  You’re amazing,  you know that?  And not because you’re hot, sexy, and stuff."  Bette chuckled..and pulled Tina into her as they sat on her bed.

     

    "I have a good eye for it and well one day I will let some go and show them to the world.  I want to be able to show everyone the depth of so much what the world can offer in a picture, smile, laughter, and even tears."  Watching Bette and her emotions with her artwork inspired Tina and she was a little jealous of how Bette was a natural at it.

     

    "Okay enough of this mush…hhere  is your bag for the Olympics, your visa to go there is almost complete, just some paper  work to sign off, and logve the swag that is in the bag..there’s well you will love it!"  Bette smiled her best as she huffed the bag onto her bed.  She watched as Tina opened the bag and giggles that came out. 

     

    "BETTE!  Wow the jersey’s all of it..the water bottle, shit is that new cleats?!Yes?! YES YES!"  Tina was jumping up and down and neatly putting away and then putting on the national hoodie for starters.

     

    "I will just wear this out and what not."  Trying to keep it cool and look natural she looked at Bette with the biggest smile.

     

    "We get to do this as a team and you and I to win the Olympics Bette!  "  Jumping up into Bette’s arms and wrapping her legs around Bette she kissed her hard.

     

    "Now…can we really celebrate?! And talk plays and hydrate..we can make out if you are good?!"  Bette nodded and all the while snapping shots of Tina here and there.

     

    Tina looked into her eyes and Bette saw more than just want, something that would be come more serious as time went on.  Tomorrow a day off and then they are traveling to the stadiums to meet the press.

     

    "This will be something we will never forget Tina..I will never forget it and its more special with you in it."  Bette leaned and kissed Tina, soft moans, and whispers of lust filled the room and went to dawn.

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