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    Summer Vacation. Chapter 34

    Jo moved around them both, capturing the careful moment as they both sat quietly, Angie smiled, pleased as ever to be photographed but it unnerved Lottie a little,

    “Do you have to do that?” she asked Jo, missing the surreptitious smile which passed between Angie and Jo,

    “What?” replied Jo innocently, “I thought it would be fun to take some pictures of the preparations …?”

    As the morning wore on Lottie became increasingly aware of the fact that she was the subject in an alarming number of the pictures being taken, as both Jo and Angie seemed to focus upon her, clicking quietly from the sidelines as Lottie directed the characters on stage, instructing movement of set and alterations in lighting,

    Jo watched her, constantly amazed by how natural she was at placing everyone correctly on the stage, it seemed to transform before their very eyes from something which had only ever been on paper into a real, live play.

    “Okay,” said Lottie quietly, appearing at her side, “it’s your turn now, I’ve done all I can,”

    Her breath as she spoke sent chills down Jo’s spine, making her loose focus for a moment on what they were really there for,

    Jo smiled, “Alright, lets do it!”

    ~

    Bette lay back on the bed, a slow delicious smile upon her lips as Tina lay upon her, kissing gently and delicately the tender and sensitive spot on her neck which only she seemed to have ever found and worked to her advantage,

    Tina worked her way slowly, kissing every one of Bette’s erogenous zones, the soft skin beneath her chin, licking the ticklish point in the crease of her upper arm, taking her fingers in her mouth one by one and caressing them gently with her tongue. Bette moaned appreciatively, her head thrown back in wonder at the sudden expanse of time they had at their disposal to make slow sweet love to each other,

    Tina shifted her weight, bringing her thigh to rest in between Bette’s legs and gently pressing there, slowly working her wife up to the point where she’d be begging for her fingers inside her. She was in no hurry to get there, enjoying the pace she’d set and the quiet moan which escaped intermittently from Bette’s lips,

    Comments

    1. Hel is always catching it, hopefully Bette takes the news well. Hel should kick Al’s ass or even better withhold sex that would really get her. PPS

    2. aw, see, this is why you’re my favorite writer…i loved this chapter, and don’t argue with me. hehe. draughty dorm rooms, eh? hehe…*arches an eyebrow* i don’t suppose you know nufin’ ’bout that? *snicker* i myself never lived in a dorm room, as i think i’ve told you, and i’m happy not to have…but can enjoy others storie. hint hint. anyway lovely, this was really cute and i’m thrilled to have read two postings in less than two weeks with your crazy schedule. i even like shane and carmen in your stories, which is not a usual thing…newdawn does them as well, in a way i like, but you make all of them so sweet and realistic and healthy and interesting…a hard combo lady! pps whenever you can (i’m looking forward to reading over your shoulder when you do babe;) oh, and for funnyone’s benefit, i am NOT making bette and helena celibate, just cuz i’ve been *told*…but they’ll run into rough times ahead. muahahahahaha…ok, but i’ll be gentle.

    3. I seriously laughed out loud with this one. You made my day by posting today. This chapter was awesome and I cant wait for the next one. I bet that Bette goes all out for a b-day present for Lottie, but what could it be. hmmm PPVS

    4. Alice is tooo funny. Making all these plans but too afraid to tell Bette that it is Lottie’s birthday on Thursday. And Tina thinking that everytime the phone rings that it is Angie. Loved the long, slow, death by sex from Tina to her sexy wife Bette.

    5. Sofasitter, this is one terrific story…I am thoroughly enjoying it since discovering it 3 nights ago! Really well written, fabulous dialogue and your Lottie character fits right in perfectly. The sad part is that I see you haven’t udated it since September…you’re killing me….I hope that you will finish it. Please update?

    6. Too funny. Damn what a way to spend Sunday morning. Lottie’s Dad derserved so much more, but Bette should tell her. Alice you big chicken. This so reminds me of my friends. The phone usually starts around 8;30 and I’m the same way. Like who the hell is calling at this time, cos they know better.

    7. Helena better make Alice pay for that. They should all make Alice pay for that. God, it was just Lottie’s birthday. I was sitting here wondering if she was really a man, if she had a prosthetic limb or other medical condition, if she has to wear corrective lenses when she drives. Maybe she wasn’t willing to donate her organs. Nobody wants my organs anymore, they are assumed to be tainted by my diabetes, but I like them. And nobody has to make me wear my glasses, I’m too goddamned blind to do anything but go to the bathroom without them. But a word about Word: I say fight the machine! As helebette knows, I’ve seen it try to change her to “celibate”. Now, I’ve never met the woman, but it just didn’t seem right, so I didn’t allow it.

    8. Best Sunday morning ever! I totally get not wanting the pets to “watch” anything. They usually want to nap or something though. Usually. It’s just best if they’re out of the room. Um. Yeah. I don’t think Hels will get it in the neck for telling Bette, it’s not like it’s *bad* news or anything… It just means that once again, Bette’s one of the last to know anything. And everything’s being planned without her. Which is likely… well, bad. Oh well, Hels, we hardly knew ye. The chapter was too funny, lovely to read. Post when you can sofa, thanks!

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