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    Prison Lovers

    A sudden intrusion made the women part and frantically pull up their pants.

    “Tina! What the fuck is this!” Buckley screeched.

    “Fuck!” Tina cried jumping in front of Bette defensively.

    “Seize her!” Buckley cried pointing at Tina.

    Bette immediately latched onto Tina’s waist gripping her tightly, but Paul and Jack were much stronger and were able to pull her away easily.

    “Tina!” Bette cried reaching for the blonde as she was dragged away by the two guards. Tim remained motionless, unsure of what to do.

    “Put her in the bus with the other prisoners,” Buckley commanded, “you’re a prisoner now!”

    “No!” Tina cried struggling against the guards to reach Bette, “Bette!”

    “Tim,” Buckley said as they dragged Tina out, “dispose of Ms. Porter here.”

    “Tina!” Bette cried jumping toward her but Tim caught before she could touch her.

    “You can’t do anything, I’m sorry,” Tim whispered softly.

    “No! NO!” Bette cried sliding down to her knees as Buckley slammed the door behind her. Tim crouched down in front of her and pulled her into an embrace, which Bette curled into, in need of comfort after her life being torn apart.

    “Just do what she said, Tim,” Bette cried, “cause I can’t live without her.”

    “No, Bette,” Tim said, “the resistance will prevail. You and Tina will be together again. I will not kill you.” He stood up and Bette looked up at him through her tears, “you’re free to go.”

    With those words he left the cabana and Bette sat there on the floor in a fit of sobs. She slammed her hands harshly against the floor then yelled out at the top of her lungs, “TINA!!!!!”

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    It had been five years since the unfortunate incident. The British had brought in their allies, the French and the Germans, and they had actually made a hug difference in the war.

    “Baby girl,” Kit Porter said to her sister who was sitting at the table in the resistance restaurant, ‘The Planet,’ “you can’t keep on living like this.”

    “Like what?” Bette said softly.

    “Depressed,” Kit said, “you don’t go out, you don’t do anything. The only time I see you is when you run out of food in your house and you need to eat.”

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