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    It didn’t take me long to find a sleek black bikini with a halter and ties on the bottoms. I thought it looked cute. And I found myself wondering what Bette would think. It was fun to imagine, and still I was oblivious. Poor Bette.

    Once I walked up to Angelica and her new group of adult friends, I adjusted my bag on my shoulder and smiled. "Okay, I’m set. Does anyone else wanna look for something?"

    "Ow ow!" Alice teased, moving her shoulders flirtatiously and jokingly before Shane whacked her arm, laughing and motioning down to the little girl who was still browsing little girl’s pants. "What?" Alice whispered unconvincingly, "Just kidding."

    The look in Bette’s eyes said everything. She was interested in what I had chosen, but wouldn’t stare. She liked it, but I knew she was surprised, because she had pegged me as a one piece swimsuit kind of woman. That gave her a suspicion of what I was buying it for – or who. That I could see all of this in her eyes was embarrassing, to say the least. I just smiled and tried to ignore her slightly raised brow. "Well? Are we all done here?" she asked her friends before we left with everything we had bought that afternoon.

    We soon parted ways with Bette’s friends, and it was the three of us again. I bit my lip to keep from saying anything cheeky in front of Angelica – I had become more daring in that respect, I suppose. I felt so comfortable around Bette, even though I felt humiliated at times with the way I reacted to her, or her touch.

    It wasn’t until I saw Bette in her bikini that I thought I might be interested in women – and quite the discovery it was. I was sitting in my bikini and shirt on one of her lounge chairs by the pool with the sunglasses pushed up on my nose. Angelica was playing beside the pool, splashing in it with her feet, and I watched her with a small smile – things couldn’t have worked out any better if I had planned it this way. I was so content.

    And then it happened. Bette Porter walked out of her house in only a white bikini, in contrast with her darker complexion. I was so stunned I couldn’t even stop myself from staring at her – thankfully from behind my sunglasses. I just sat there and let my eyes lift from her ankles to her hair, and her form was not only artful – it was enticing. A part of me felt she was made for sexual appeal. I truly couldn’t believe the variety of naughty things pouring through my mind, with absolutely no filter. I couldn’t deny the possibility anymore, that I loved women in the same way my lesbian friends back home did – in the same way Bette loved women.

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    1. I can’t even…sigh. I love this, I really do – and the fact that I feel this tightness in my chest, an incredible sadness for Tina, yet hopefuless when I think of what she and Bette can and will share….it’s a credit to your amazing writing. This comment doesn’t make sense. I know that…but it’s beacause I am overwhelmed by your words. Looking forward to the next post!

    2. I’ve just read both chapters and love this story. I read each page with bated breath. Your versatility to write about taboo topics whether it’s physical abuse to bondage and domination is just amazing. You develop each story with such attention to character detail that it always leaves me wanting more.

    3. So beautifully written, it really feels like we’re taking this journey with them. I’m not usually a fan of POVs but you write so perfectly that I can’t help but love your story

    4. I love this story. Even though you’re writing it from Tina’s POV you let us know what Bette is thinking and feeling too. It’s amazing how you do that.Tina couldn’t have found a better place to hide and yet I find myself worrying that he’s going to find her somehow. I think at some point when she’s strong enough she needs to confront him and put an end to her fear. I’m sure Bette would support her through that.

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