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    “…the eternal rocks beneath…” Ch. 10

    Story written on October 31, 2013 by BenMac.
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    Summer 1982, part three

    “Wow, this place is spotless!” Bette exclaimed.

    Tina leaned over her truck’s engine finishing up one last adjustment.  “I like my workspace in order,” she said.  Then she lowered the hood and began to put away her tools, wiping each one down with a rag.

    “I peeked in your room when I got in yesterday.  You’re some sort of neat freak, Tina!” Bette laughed.

    “I’m just tidy,” Tina responded smiling.

    “Hmm, not the little girl I remember,” Bette teased.

    Tina’s happy face dropped and she shrugged.  “Yeah, well that little girl’s long gone, I’m afraid,” she said softly.

    Bette started to ask her what that meant, but instead she asked about the truck.  “This is really nice…your truck.  Did you do it all yourself?” she asked.

    “All but the paint job.  I got a buddy down in Riceville traded me for some repairs.  But yeah, the engine, the new bucket seats, all the little details inside.  Come look,” Tina said now enthusiastic to share with Bette.

    She opened the cab door and motioned Bette in and then she slid in next to her.  “See look, I got an 8-track and a cassette wired up along with speakers in the doors and behind the seats.  And the seat isn’t the original, but I found it at a car yard and had it reupholstered with this white leather.  Smooth as silk, don’t you think?”

    Bette ran her hands over the smooth white leather that matched the creamy white interior of the dash board which looked like it was molded out of porcelain.  “It’s beautiful, Tina,” Bette said.  She didn’t really care one way or another for trucks and cars, but she could see it was important to Tina, so she tried to appear impressed.  Then she slid over to the middle and straddled the long stick-shift.  “So, are you going to give me a driving lesson in this truck too?” she asked.  She was amazed at her own forwardness, but now that she had finally won Tina back, her physical attraction to the young woman could not be denied.

    Tina lifted both eyebrows in surprise and looked down at Bette’s hand on her thigh.  “Um…” she looked back at Bette who watched her.  “Well, sure, I guess, but…” she swallowed.  This was not something she had anticipated, nor had she even dared to hope for it.  But maybe she was misinterpreting the girl’s actions; maybe Bette meant nothing by it.

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