“T those are really great ideas. We can discuss that with the volunteer committee when we go to New York, but I’m sure they will go for it. It’ll get them well-deserved recognition and exposure. Perhaps we can tie the airing of the documentary to some type of fund raising event? Maybe even do a private premier and then a telethon once it airs on TV. We can provide autographed copies of your book for people that reach a certain sponsorship level.”

“You are just amazing babe. I love how you take a simple idea and just run with it.”

“Too much?” Bette asked knowing she had a tendency to think big.

“Not at all. It’s a very worthy cause. If we can do more to support it I’m all for it. It’ll be something we can share that will continue even after we get back from the mission work.”

“I would love that. Now getting back to our day. T the spa experience was the ultimate. I especially loved that it was customized and that they let us do some of the treatments on one another. I thought I had died and gone to heaven when you did that scalp treatment on me.”

“You were moaning quite a bit but I gotta tell you the foot massage that you did on me almost made me cum on the spot. I think the attendees almost fell over when you started sucking on my big toe. I didn’t know you had a foot fetish?”

“Neither did I, but watching you lay there with your feet in my lap and seeing how much you were enjoying I got carried away.”

“Well I loved it. We might need to add it to our book of love languages from now on.”

“If you do scalp massages for me, I can certainly do foot massages for you with the occasional toe sucking. How’s that?”

“You’ve got a deal and I may just take you up on that tonight.”

“Speaking of tonight are we still going dancing? I mean I wouldn’t mind just staying in this suite. It’s amazing.”

“You promised me dancing. The club is right next door so yes after dinner we are definitely going dancing, unless I’ve worn you out?”

“Not a chance. I’m totally up for it.”

“Good … because dancing together is another of the love languages that we speak so well.”

“Yes we do baby … yes we do.” Bette leaned over and kissed Tina. When they finished dinner they relaxed in the living room with a brandy then made their way to the club for dancing. They did indeed speak the love language on the dance floor of the resort club. There was a live band that played an eclectic mix of music from ballads to hot Latin tempos and everything in-between. Bette and Tina spent almost two hours at the club dancing. When it was time to leave Bette expected that they’d catch a Pedi-cab back to the condo but was pleasantly surprised when Tina escorted her back to the hotel.

Tina had rented the Royal Suite for the night but that wasn’t the only surprise awaiting Bette. She’d insisted that Bette get dressed in the second bedroom at the condo not only to simulate picking her up for the date but she also needed the privacy to pack overnight bags for them. She’d arranged with the Concierge at the condo to have the bags delivered to the hotel without Bette knowing. She’d also insisted on them dancing at the club not only because she loved dancing with Bette, but she also needed them to leave the suite after dinner so that the “Romance Concierge” could have the staff transform the rooms into a love nest made to order following Tina’s explicit instructions.

Although they’d teased each other about stamina and who would wimp out first on their supposed night of marathon sex … this night held more for them than sex or even making love. It was about the manifestation of their love, passion and promise through sensitivity and intimacy.

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Before she opened the door to the suite Tina asked Bette to remove her shoes then she blindfolded her with a satin scarf … and so it began …