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    Real Love – Chapter Twelve

    Alice: “Wow, they even look great dancing” she pointed out.

    Dana: “Yeah” she replied looking on in awe.

    Bette slowly ran her hands under Tina’s shirt and up her back leaving goosebumps in her wake. Tina’s nuzzled her face in Bette’s neck wondering how she got this lucky. Tina looked in Bette’s eyes and could see she wouldn’t be able to contain herself for long and decided to play a little game.

    Tina: “I wish I could have you right here” she wispered before she ran her tongue along Bette’s earlobe.

    This drove Bette wild and Tina knew it. Bette called Tina’s bluff and raised her by placing her thigh between Tina’s legs.

    Tina: “Ok, you win.” she panted with her head resting on Bette’s sholder. “We’ve been here long enough” she pulled away and grabbed Bette’s hand as she hurried back to the table.

    When they got back to the table Alice was on her cell phone. “Yeah, yeah, ok, we’ll be out there in two seconds” she said and quickly hung up the phone.

    Alice: “Oh good, your done with your little show. We gotta go”

    Tina: “I was just thinking the same thing”

    Alice: “Your brother’s outside he can’t find his ID”

    Tina: “What? Ben’s outside.” she said before she headed for the door.

    Tina walked outside and found her brother arguing with a police officer.

    Tina: “No, no.” she said grabbing his arm.

    Ben spun around and smiled a ridiculous smile.

    Tina: “And your drunk” she said looking at Bette for help.

    Bette smiled weakly and took Ben’s other arm and led him to the car.

    Alice: “It’s ok now officer, we got it all under control.” she smiled before running off to catch up to Bette and Tina.

    They said goodbye to Dana and loaded Ben into the back seat. Tina climbed in after him and turned around in her seat.

    Tina: “Ben. What are you doing in West Hollywood and drunk? Why didn’t you call me?”

    Ben: “Well Alice called me today and told me that you and Bette were MIA for the past few days so I was going to come and surprise you and we were going to drag you guys out. Before I could come here I had to go with my roomate to get a bag from this chick, what was her name…..Shane! That’s right it’s Shane. I remember that because i’ve never met a girl named Shane before.” he continued to ramble.

    Tina: “Ben, focas. Why are you trashed?”

    Ben: “Im not trashed, almost, but not quite. Hmm you know I can’t really say. I may have stopped at another bar on my way to meet you guys.”

    Tina: “You may have” she was becoming impatient.

    Tina climbed out of the car and opened the back door. Bette was talking to Alice but stopped when she noticed Tina get out of the car.

    Bette: “What are you doing?”

    Tina: “He’s riding with you” she said to Alice as she instructed Ben.

    Ben got out of the car and shrugged his sholders as he walked over to Alice’s car.

    Alice: “Well, he’s coming with you” she replied as she climbed in her car.

    Bette waved to Alice before pulling out of the parking lot.

    Tina: “I guess just take me home” she sighed.

    Bette: “I don’t think so. He should pass out relativly soon right. He’ll be fine. If I can’t have you tonight I at least need you in my bed.” she said as she slid her hand up Tina’s thigh.

    Tina: “I think i’ve got an idea.” she replied as her head fell back against the head rest.

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