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    Summer Vacation. Chapter 50

    Lottie stared at her feet tapping up and down on the bottom of the car. “My family are cheats and liars Helena, how do you think that makes me feel?”

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    “Sit down, sit still!” Tina instructed, urging Bette to stop whirling around.

    “I just have to call Roger and let him know,” Bette suddenly thought, going to get up again.

    Tina grabbed her and pulled her back, “It can wait, he can wait until morning, Bette …”

    Bette turned then to look at her, really looking this time. She smiled at Tina’s piercing stare, her blue eyes twinkling in the moonlight that sprang from the water of the pool.

    “What?”

    Tina simply looked back at her.

    So Bette asked her again, “What?”

    “You’re beautiful tonight.” Tina replied, linking her fingers inside Bette’s as she pulled her partner’s arms around her.

    They sat in silence for a while just unwinding, Tina felt the nervous tension escaping from Bette’s arms and shoulders, her breathing changing from erratic to steady and her heartbeat settling inside the strong cage of her chest.

    “That’s better.” Tina whispered, “you’re back now.”

    Bette kissed the back of her neck, softly laying tender kisses that weren’t necessarily meant to lead anywhere, just meant to connect her to her wife’s body and remind her lips of that special spot.

    Tina giggled and moaned, closing her eyes as Bette’s kisses drugged her.

    “I … love … you …” Bette whispered. “And every second in that stupid meeting where I felt myself getting worked up or annoyed I just thought of you and our home and our life and our child and everything settled back down into place again and I just didn’t care about those assholes anymore.”

    Tina burst out laughing. “Jeez thanks babe!”

    Bette leant back and looked at her, “What? … that was meant to be a compliment!”

    Tina carried on laughing, so amused by Bette’s thought processes sometimes.

    “Anyway,” Bette continued rambling, her mouth running away with her because she drank too much champagne, “shall we go to bed now? I wanna end my celebrations on a high by making you come at least five times.”

    Tina wiggled her eyebrows seductively, unsure if Bette was actually capable of following through with her bold statement.

    Comments

    1. I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again. At first I thought Jenny killed herself, a classic, childish “you’ll be sorry when I’m gone” move to fuck everyone over. I’ve since recalled Agatha Christie’s “Murder on the Orient Express” in which the entire first class passenger list was guilty of killing someone they all hated. I think Jenny’s behind the collapse of Wall Street and the international banking system. Shoot her now! That miserable little crunt! So sofa, does this mean you’re back, really and truly back to stay? Please say yes. And then keep your word. Now, I don’t want to revive the whole ‘pants’ controversy (you can put the accent on whatever syllable you like), I say let sleeping pants lie, but just to avoid confusion: UK ‘pissed’=drunk, US ‘pissed’=angry.

    2. Jenny. Always Jenny. But lemme come out of Rhett Butler mode, and give the wee spiteful thing the benefit of the doubt. Maybe it’s not? Maybe it’s Mr Crantz, on some attempt to discredit all of them? Or something? Really, though, I’m thinking Jenny is to blame for Al & Hels’ ire. She’s just that type of person, isn’t she? Ire-inspiring. Anyway! I’m glad the girls won, for now, but I hope whatever Alice just discovered doesn’t nullify the victory. Thanks for the post, sofa. Cheers! :D

    3. i thought my eyes were playing tricks on me when i saw an update for this story ;) thank you so much! i wonder what jenny has written about this time. hope we don’t have to wait too long to find out :) great update, sofa!

    4. Welcome back Sofa.I am glad to see this.I hope Lottie isn’t involved but then again she was with Jenny and when you are drunk things happen to come out.Bette is going to kill someone,I hope its not kid sister.

    5. Welcome back and thank you for continuing this story. Sounds like someone is pissing off the gang. Never cared for Jenny but dislike her even more now.

    6. Head in hands, shaking it back and forth “What did Jenny do now?” I could KILL Jenny. Oh wait. That is the show, not your story. I am thrilled to see another chapter of this story Thanks.

    7. i love how uk terminologies are making their way into mainstream north american lingo. i’m trying hard to get people around here to use ‘taking the piss’ in a regular sort of way at least once a week…it’s working *wicked grin* another great installment, and hey, it’s good for J and L to deal with these intense bumps. they’re young. you write them very well in all respects. and a drunk bette was pretty cute…a bit familiar as well. *another wicked grin* post more when you can and good luck next week!

    8. Welcome back Sofa. I will be glad when Lottie can talk to Jo face to face again. I am sooooo over Jenny her and in the show. Apparently the board have leaked something about Lottie or Bette. I hope that Joyce makes them regret it. PPS :o).

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