“Nothing. Nothing, I’m just thinking about the drive.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah I promise, I’m fine.” she said getting up and rolling her clothes back into her bag. She stopped and turned back towards and hesitated before she could speak, “I, I want you to meet someone.”

Bette looked up from her nightly task and thought about her request, “Ok, tomorrow or…”

“Yeah, tomorrow or whatever on our way home I want you to meet a friend of mine.”

“Ok, T.” Bette said as she pulled back the covers and crawled into bed. As usual she pulled back Tina’s side and watched as she tilted her head up, closed her eyes automatically and she ran her hands through her hair she dropped her head back down and found Bette lost in gazing at her again. She got into bed and switched off the bedside lamp she turned over and kissed Bette, she kissed her softly and placed her hand on the back of her neck caressing the soft hair on the back of her neck. Bette laid back and pulled Tina with her, loving how Tina felt on top of her when they kissed.

Tina started kissing down her neck and sucked softly where the neck met the collarbone. She stopped when she saw the mark she’d already left on her. She softly traced it with her middle finger and felt where Bette began to flinch and giggle at its sensitivity.

“Does it hurt?” she asked as she saw Bette smile at her sincerity.

“In a good way, sort of.” she said rubbing Tina’s arm reassuringly.

“I better stop that.” she said lightly laughing at her inability to control herself with Bette. “Momma; of all people said that if I didn’t stop I was going to break skin.” she said as she rested her head on Bette’s now steadying heartbeat.

“Well isn’t that a coincidence, your father said I was tighter than a duck’s ass.” at this comment Tina sat upright immediately.

“My father made a comment in reference to the fact that you need to get laid?!”

“In a round-a-bout way, yeah.” Bette said smiling at Tina’s new look of perplexity and repulsion.