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    Run (3)

    I smiled and leaned my head back onto her leg again, totally calm. "That was … incredible. How do you do that?"

    She chuckled the way I loved, and played with my hair while we watched the rest of the movie. She knew me so well that even her presence alone could relax me.

    "Off to bed," she whispered, sensing my fatigue as the movie came to a slow end, and the credits rolled at long last. I was so comfortable and relaxed around her that she brought me the sleep I so desperately needed.

    I couldn’t help but smile at the way she spoke with me, and how she cared for me.

    It was another week before I spent an evening with her friends, after Angelica’s bedtime. My daughter went to sleep, and the party came to life – quietly, of course. Never in my life had I seen so many lesbians in one place, and enjoying each other’s company without fear of masculine power. Okay, maybe I still have a gender bias.

    They seemed totally at ease, and that relaxed me too.

    Alice seemed a bit nosy, but I enjoyed her energy and optimism. Shane was a woman’s woman, I guess you could say. I nearly laughed a number of times when she was treating me kindly – maybe flirtatiously so – and Bette shot her a look. It was adorable to see the struggle in Bette’s honey eyes, such powerful eyes. Dana was there too, and I hadn’t met her before, but her goofy nature relaxed me nonetheless. She reminded me of a friend I had in elementary school.

    All together, the five of us were having a wonderfully hilarious evening, and I didn’t even have to worry about my husband complaining about the noise we made. He never liked me throwing parties, not that I had enough friends for that (being cooped up in the house) anyway.

    "Why couldn’t we exchange gifts?" Alice giggled, and my attention was pulled once again from my concerns over the past month or so. I had to smile at the look on Bette’s face, only imagining what her answer might be.

    "Last time you got me a monster … dildo!"

    I laughed when Bette whispered ‘dildo,’ and was grateful at the same time. The last thing I needed was Angelica asking me what that was tomorrow. Bette was so good to me and my daughter, and hilarious too. And for some reason, I reached my hand out to her lower back as I watched her laugh along. My touch surprised her, and myself a little too. I finally pulled my hand back and looked out to her friends.

    Comments

    1. This story is beautiful!! Totally different from your other stories. You really showing how talented you are as a writer. You do have a good range in writing. I am honored to have the opportunity to read your stories. Thank you!! Pls continue writing!! :D

    2. ughhhh I LOVE this story! Lol I need more now, it’s like a drug. You know I love all of your stories but this one is one of my favorites if not my most favorite. I hate your internet connection -_- lol you can use mine! :D PPVVVVVVVS like now? lol thanks!

    3. This story is great and beautifully written. You describe everything so clearly, that it feels as if you were standing right there, with them. Excellent!!!

    4. That was wonderful and awesome, glad they put that baster in jail and hope he will be gona forever. Bette and Tina need to talk and tell each other how they feel. Please post more, thanks!

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