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    (Re)Finding our own path

    Bette wasn’t up to it.
    She did not want to have meaningless and insignificant sex.
    She wanted to make love. And she never did it with Jodie.
    The only one she did it with was that beautiful and awesome hazel-eyed woman, who was now sleeping at her own place.

    They were so distant, yet so close.
    No matter how large the distant is, as long as two hearts belong together.
    And their hearts were beating unanimously.

    The next morning, Tina was up already enjoying her little girl’s company.
    «Good morning, sweet pea. Are you hungry?»
    They were in the living room, sitting at the coffee table.
    «Should we make pancakes? Let me go check and see what we have» the blonde mommy said as she stood up. «Okay, I’ll go look»
    «Uh-oh, we’re out of milk!»
    Tina stood there, in front of the fridge. Then closed the door and suggested something she never imagined she could do. «I know what we should do. What if we call mama B and see if she wants to have breakfast with us»
    She couldn’t believe what she just asked. «Hmm, Does that sound like a good idea? What do you think?»
    Of course it’s not a good idea.
    She was probably at home, with her ‘girlfriend’.
    On the other hand Bette was, indeed, at home with her ‘girlfriend’.
    «I would love to go for breakfast with you and angie, but, um…» she said, as she saw Jodie approaching the kitchen.
    The desire to say ‘yes’ was kicking her in the guts.
    «Oh, yeah. Of course» the blonde realized her idea was, actually, a bad idea.
    «Tina, wait– Uh, I think we’re goint to pass on breakfast»
    She just pretented that Tina invited both her and Jodie.
    Tina understood that, but… ‘We?’ Seriously?
    «Yeah, it’s a really sweet idea. Um… but, yeah. Give Angie a kiss for me.»
    «Okay. Bye.»
    The artist could read her labial.
    «Don’t you want to go out for breakfast? I’m kind of in the mood to go out. »
    «I’m not in the mood to go out» Bette replied. «You know what? I would really just like to sit in my garden and read my newspaper. But, if you want to go to the planet, and…

    do another podcast, then that would be–»
    «Oh Bette, I was just joking and I said I was sorry… are you going to go on punishing me forever?»
    «I’m sorry. I’m just… I’m just stressed.»
    «Do you want to go and see some art?»
    She would’ve liked to do so, yes. But the piece of art she has in mind was the beautiful blonde she just talked with on the phone a few minutes before.
    «Or maybe we could go to the beach? Drive up the coast to zuma.»
    «I think I just… I just need a little Sunday alone time, that’s all…» and if could’ve been with Tina, it would have been way better. «Just to get ready for the week. I mean, apart from everything else, I have to appear before the board to tell them what i’m going to do about the Justin Donovan ‘Little gun-To-The-Head escapade.’»
    «What are you going to tell them?»
    «I really don’t know.»
    «Tell them your judgment was ciouded because professor Lerner is an incredibly hot fuck.» Jodie winked and walked away.
    The brunette just left out a weak chuckle. Feeling a little guilty.
    But she couldn’t help it, actually, her mind was ciouded because of the ‘incredibily hot fuck’ she had the day before. With Tina.

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