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Starting Over
“Bette… baby.” Tina called out as she entered the ladies room.
Pausing a moment she heard the stall lock unbolt and Bette emerged wiping her eyes.
“Sorry it took me so long T there was a line when I came in. Just let me wash my hands and I’ll be ready to go back out there.”
Tina turned her around to face her and said, “Bette it’s all right…I know what Alice said hurt you. I’m sorry baby…but I don’t think she will be saying anymore hurtful things to you tonight.” Pulling her into a strong hug she said, “I want at least one dance with my woman tonight before we leave.”
“I love you T. And all of my dances are yours. Only you T.” Kissing her on the lips they went back out to join their friends.
When they got to the table to rejoin their friends all of them were out on the dance floor. Bette held out her hand for Tina to join her on the dance floor too. Tina smiled her beautiful smile and wordlessly placed her hand in Bette’s to be lead through the crowd to a spot on the dance floor with their friends.
It had been so long since Bette had held Tina in her arms on a dance floor and she closed her eyes and was lost in the moment and the feel of Tina’s body moving in time with the beat of the music. Bette was suddenly pulled from her quiet place by the realization of the distance between her and Tina’s body.
Looking over Tina’s shoulder saw a man wanting to cut in and dance with her. They stopped their movement as Tina turned around to see who had interrupted them in their moment. She looked back at Bette and knew from the look on her lovers face that she did not recognize the guy either.
Over the loud music she heard the inebriated guy say, “Hey sugar, surprise seeing you here. If blondie has not paid for you all night I’ve got a couple of hundreds to burn and a dick that’s needing attention. What do ya say?”
In an instant, Tina reacted and slapped the man across the face. In fact, she slapped him so hard it rang out above the music and people in the club.
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