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    Prison Lovers

    There was people everywhere. This party only happened once a year and it had to be completely underground. People like them weren’t allowed to exist in this society and the last thing anybody wanted was to end up in a secluded concentration camp because of their sexual orientation. Of course, the government was working hard to shut down those facilities, but they weren’t having any success. It was a civil war of sorts.

    Bette Porter had been gay since the day she was born, but no one could ever tell. She had avoided these parties and anything that had to do with being gay, but this year she decided to take the risk. She was a highly intelligent woman and she had had many sexual partners and no one ever found out about it, with the exception of her sister Kit. But of course, Kit wouldn’t rat her out.

    The gay men and women were swarming the underground pool and hotel like bees and Bette could barely find her way around. Bette had reached a level of frustration at the crowdedness of the place, that she was ready to leave but she was frozen to her place when she saw her.

    There she was, the blond image of absolute perfection. Bette never believed in love at first sight, but she was starting to doubt herself. Her heart was racing at full speed and she crash right through all of these people to get to her. She started her journey, never tearing her eyes from the blonde woman.

    The blonde woman looked sad and distant. She put her hands on the railing of the balcony and leaned over, looking into the pool where the party-goers were getting quite frisky. She hated to have to do this, but she didn’t have a choice. Her hand moved to her cell phone and she sighed deeply at the horrible thing she was forced to do, but she was stopped when someone stopped right next to her.

    “Hi,” Bette said smiling widely at the woman.

    The woman looked back at the caramel-skinned goddess and she was momentarily speechless at her intoxicating beauty. Her heart was beating a mile a minute and she didn’t know if she could speak, but she managed.

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