I had come into the house with hope. Only one day! What I found was a wonderful..the most wonderful treasure. I stepped in the bedroom and found a bed full of gifts packs. Just to check, that I was not in a wrong place or was not hallucinating I looked around and found Bettes stuff and that was it. It was ecstasy! Shes here! OMG..I had to, I just had to shout. Betteeeeeee I shouted until I saw her. I dont know how I knew where shed be. I just knew. I dont know how I managed to run so fast, without bumping into anything.something. But, I did. And there she was, with stretched arms, waiting for me. I was running so fast, it was a wonder I didnt knock her down.

Being in Bettes arms makes me forget everything. She loves me, shes here with me, holding melifes good. Very good. I kiss her all over, tasting her lips, eyes, skin.oh! she tastes good. My appetites back, my world is colored and I am sure my eyes glow. My heart beats again. She holds me tight. I hold her tighter. And then she whispers the magic words. The most beautiful words I long to hear from her in a day, Baby, she says, I am home!

I hold her for long, until she pushes me back just enough to kiss me. I hungrily kiss her back. And this dance we indulge in goes on for a long time. I know this mouth so well. My tongue can navigate in it with my eyes close. I lick and suck and taste Bette.thoroughly. Making up for lost time. When I frantically stop in need of air, she looks at me with desire and love and intensity and a little bit of maybe hurtthat I need air to breathe. She looks deep into my eyes.and speaks innocently like a child, T, I missed you so much.I love you baby. How does she know to say the right things.I have tears in my eyes. Tears of joy. I tell her, I am never letting you go again, I love you too. I say in a reassuring voice. She kisses my tears away, tasting and licking them.

I want to talk with her. Fill her voice in the house, in my life. But, more than that I just need to be with her. Held by her. Kiss her. Watch her. Touch her. She surprises me with her thoughtfulness. That strong-hard Bette Porter melts instantly when she sees me, hears me. Shes here because I asked her to. Just because I asked. I love Bette. Like I have never loved anyone. Like I will love never anyone.