THE DATE

As agreed Bette was the one in charge of picking up Helena and she decided to do it with a big surprise. Bette had rented a limousine for the night, if they were going to be dressed on their best outfits the car should be also the best one. When the limousine parked at Helena’s door Bette took the phone to let her know she was waiting for her.

Helena was almost ready when her mobile rang, she looked the id and saw it was Bette. Hi Bette, I’m almost ready. Do you want to come in for a drink?

In the car Bette smiled to herself, she was thinking about something more exquisite than a drink, Thanks, but I think it would be better be going, just in case the traffic.. you know… (traffic Porter,… you silly girl it’s not traffic what worries you). Bette was worried that after realising how much her body longed for the Brittish she wasn’t able to have that drink and then going out without going directly to the “dessert”

I see,… yes, I think your idea it’s better than mine, I see your point… Helena was saying the truth she had realised what Bette’s words were hiding when she discovered herself thinking about saying no to the opera and saying yes to the idea of making wild passionate love to Bette. Give a few minutes more to finish my make up… ok?

Sure Helena, but don’t worry, your beauty don’t need anything. The player in Bette was out and doing her best saying to Helena how perfect her beauty was. It was not Bette´s idea to start flirting in such a direct way but once done…

Helena was about to say thank you and some kind of compliment that would have crossed her mind when she realised that there was nothing to say as long as the line was death. Helena stood there, looking at the phone as if it had been the first time that a compliment like that would have been made for a woman addressing to her. Helena was conscious about how lucky she was, her genetic inheritance had been generous to her, she had her mother’s beauty and her dad’s appearance what make her body perfect. Hold on Helena, the date hasn’t even started don’t dare to star imagining things… She has my on fire…Helena took a big breath and tried to finished her make up, once done she smiled, the shoes, the dress, the hair, jewels, make up, perfume,… everything was perfect, she was stunning… even her underwear was incredible…. she was praying she could have the chance to show it to the brunette.