Bette walked over to Tina and closed her mouth with a smile on her face. "Do you wanna touch?" Bette said seductively.

Tina let out a shuddered gasp. Bette smirked and placed her hands on her hips jutting her chest out. She nodded encouragingly and smiled. Tina looked into her eyes completely shocked at Bette’s radical change in behavior.

Bette nodded again and Tina took a deep breath. She reached forward and cupped Bette’s lace-covered breasts in her hands. Bette let out a small breath it had been so long since she felt Tina’s hands on her and it was heavenly.

Slowly Tina’s thumbs moved in slow erotic circles over Bette’s nipples until she tugged the bra down and exposed her breasts. With a moan Tina leaned down and took Bette’s nipple into her mouth while she tweaked the other with her thumb and forefinger.

Bette let out a moan as Tina rolled her tongue deliciously over it then sucked it in hard. Then Tina stopped with a satisfied smirk.

"You have to get ready," Tina said.

"It’s okay we’ll be late," Bette breathed.

Tina’s eyes widened, "be late to the exhibition you’ve been working your ass off on for months? Okay you need to see a doctor!" Tina laughed and moved to the bed where the turquoise dress was laying.

Bette briefly wondered if that dress would be ripped off again. With a sigh she walked to her dress and started slipping it on while adjusting her bra over her hardened nipples.

"Hey T?" Bette said as Tina adjusted her dress.

"Hmm?"

"Tonight I’m giving you the control," Bette said.

Tina looked at her questioningly.

"I want you to think of the deepest darkest fantasy you have," Bette said, "and tonight when we get back you don’t need to ask me any questions or make any sort of adjustments, I want you to do it. My body is completely yours."

Tina nodded and grabbed her cell phone, dialing.

"Who are you calling?" Bette said in confusion.

"Dr. Wilson, there’s something wrong with you," Tina said.

Bette chuckled and took the phone from her hanging up. "Nothing’s wrong with me T, I just…I love you."

+

Shane laughed loudly and raised her glass, "are you sure all you have is orange juice?"

"I’m sure," Jenny responded with a sad smile.

"Well hopefully the vodka I mixed in with it won’t taste terrible," Shane said.

"Bottoms up!" Jenny said. They chugged down their drinks and grimaced.

"Fuck that’s terrible," Shane groaned.

"It’s better than lingering on the fact that Tim is leaving tomorrow and Marina and Franchesca went on a fucking trip," Jenny said bitterly.

"Everything will be alright, you just have to make the right choices," Shane said.

"And how do I know what the right choices are?" Jenny asked.

"I have no idea, but I do know it’s something different than what’s happening now," Shane said.

Jenny sighed. "Tim said I could keep the house if I could pay the rent."

"I’ll be your roommate," Shane said smiling.

"Really?" Jenny said perking up.

Shane nodded her head. If she was really going to make better choices then she would start by becoming the best friend Bette said she would be, plus she was really fond of the woman. In addition to choosing to be with Jenny saved her from meeting Cherie at the exhibition.

"Yeah," Shane said smiling.

Jenny sat beside Shane on the sofa-bed and gave her a tight hug. Shane returned the hug holding the petite woman close. She had never gotten close to Jenny before, she had only known that Jenny was a shy woman who was coming to terms with her sexuality. But now after hanging out and holding the woman, Shane could see that the young girl was so sweet and kind-hearted. If what Bette said was right, this Jenny would be destroyed.

She couldn’t allow it. She wouldn’t allow it. Shane vowed, as she hugged Jenny who had started crying against her chest, that she would do everything in her power to save Jennifer Schecter.

TBC