"It’s ok. It’s a reasonable question I guess, in these….circumstances. And the answer is no. I have a life insurance policy, but my parents are the ones who get the money. I do have a will, but all he gets are a few things that we bought together. Nothing of any major value"

Bette exhaled "That’s good news. Do you mind if I call in and let my boss know?" she indicated the cell phone in her hands.

"Sure. Do you mind doing it in here? I’d kind of like to hear what you say" Tina asked shyly.

"No problem" Bette dialed the number and swung her legs round so that they were hanging off the edge of the bed and she had her back to Tina.

Tina watched her in admiration. There was something so strong about this beautiful woman, and for some reason everything scared her so much less now that Bette was around. And she still couldn’t get her head round just how beautiful she was. Her body started to tingle as she admired the muscular contours of Bette’s back, and she couldn’t help but reach out a hand and gently run her palm down to Bette’s side. She was pleased to feel Bette cross her arm across her stomach and take Tina’s hand in her own as she started to speak on the phone.

"Bette! I didn’t expect to hear from you so soon"

"Well I’ve just been talking to Tina, and thought you should know everything she’s told me"

"Ok Bette, shoot"

"Well, she does have life insurance, but the benefitaries are her parents. And Eric gains nothing of significant value from her will"

"Does she know about his financial problems?"

"She does now" Bette squeezed Tina’s hand reassuringly, knowing that Tina could only hear one side of the conversation.

"Well it’s imperitive that she doesn’t let on that she knows. She needs to be as normal with him as is humanly possible. If he knows anyone is onto him, it could jeopardize the entire operation"

"I understand. And Tina will too"

Tina started to shake slightly at the latest mention of her name. She couldn’t be sure what they were talking about, but knew it had to be something serious. She needed reassurance, she needed to be closer to Bette. Ignoring the pain in her back, she moved so that her legs were either side of Bette and her head was rested on her shoulder. Wrapping her arms around Bette’s toned stomach, she was grateful for the way that Bette covered her arms with her own. Planting the softest of kisses on Tina’s lips, Bette returned her attention the conversation.