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    The Date

    I chuckle quietly to myself.

    Against the background of people dressed smartly and according to current fashion trends, Tina looks well out of place. I’m myself wearing a stylish ivory-white pinstriped pantsuit with matching stilettos. But she really doesn’t seem to be bothered by this phenomenon, for her whole body language reveals a calm and relaxed person.

    I realize all of sudden that I find her quite admirable. Even if she’s unhip, she still manages to look extraordinary in my eyes. Her simplicity, her absence of showiness as well as that tranquil halo around her head are all highly prepossessing, I decide eventually.

    I grab my purse and get out of the car. As I approach Tina, my shadow falls over her face. Sensing that the sun is gone, she lifts her head and squints those soft hazel pools at me.

    ”Well, well, well, Miss Kennard,” I drawl in mock seductive tones, propping my sunglasses up on my head to expose my playful gaze. ”Here we both are again. Isn’t this lovely? We’re like two magnets that cannot be kept apart even if we wanted to.”

    ”Hey,” Tina greets me cooly.

    Oh, it’s alright, blondie. I know you’re excited to see me too. It’s alright that you want me to think you’re unaffected. It’s fine.

    ”Sorry I’m late, got held up at work. You know how all these high-maintenance artists are like,” I grin lopsidedly at her.

    Tina just blinks at me in response.

    ”Ah, nevermind,” I wave her off with nonchalance. ”Now, shall we?” I hold out my hand, pointing towards the restaurant entry.

    She nods and follows me. Being the gentlewoman that I am, I open the door to allow my lady companion enter the building first. As Tina marches ahead, I do not miss a favorable opportunity to check out her her curvy hips and luscious butt while safely behind her back. When the maitre d’hotel brings us to our table, I take the initiative to hold a chair for Tina before the maitre d’hotel would do this, and so there’s another terrific chance to sneak a peek at her neckline that reveals just enough cleavage to cause my mouth water.

    Once we’re both seated, our waitress arrives instantly with two sets of menu folders and then asks if we would like something to drink.

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    1. Hi Valery:

      I love your update that was pretty funny and amazing; Bette as always is so full of herself, the center of the universe, she is so blind with her selfishness thinking she is scoring when it is the other way around; and Tina, knowing about the way Bette is, reacts in a precise manner, being very sharp and cold; which is starting to discomfit Bette at the point to wanting to change her behavior in the hope of a new date. Thank you for this very nice chapter and pps.

      P

    2. This is so good and funny ???? Bette is everything that Tina isn’t. Mostly a self centered bitch and a ego so big, but Tina will make her more humble.

      Thank you for bringing this story back!

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