Bette looked at Tina and took a step closer towards her.  They were now just a foot or two apart, and both of their hearts were racing.

“I want to make it up to you, how things ended the last time we went out,” Bette started, “Let’s try it again. Just me and you this time, no interruptions. “

“You don’t need to do that,” Tina could not hold Bette’s stare.  She could feel her entire body heating up at just being this close to Bette.  She wanted Bette to kiss her, to touch her right there.  She wouldn’t stop Bette’s hand from doing anything it pleased right in that bathroom.

“I want to,” Bette responded.  She took another step closer and picked up the necklace Tina had one.  “I like this, it looks good on you.”

That one touch was enough to do both of them in.  Neither had the courage to look up, but both knew Bette was not admiring the necklace.  The back of her hand slightly caressed Tina’s chest, and without even realizing it, Tina let out a heavy breath, which led the two of them to make eye contact.  Tina bit her lip, as though to keep herself from letting out the sounds that were building up inside of her.  Bette only looked, and allowed her forefinger to caress more of Tina’s chest, thought still holding onto the necklace, almost as an excuse.

“Is that a yes?” Bette asked.

Tina licked her lips and nodded her head.  It was a yes.  With that, Bette let go of her necklace but left her forefinger on Tina’s chest and began to move it down towards the split of her shirt.  It was no longer an issue of alcohol, Bette had lost control to the pleasure she knew she could give this woman just by touching her.  Once at the split, Bette retracted her finger into Tina’s shirt, and under the edge of her bra.  Bette was surprised at what she was allowing herself to do, and even more at Tina’s sounds of encouragement.  Every move was so slow that the two women were certainly beyond the point of moisture at this point.  At first, Bette was only caressing Tina’s cleavage, but as she continued, her finger gracefully rubbed over Tina’s nipple. Tina could not hold it anymore and let out a moan as though she was climaxing right then and there. As though a sign from god himself, the door behind them opened.

“Excuse me,” a woman said as she passed by the two to enter a stall.

The air between them had become different, and they were now back to reality.  Tina tried to compose herself and straighten out her shirt, both looking into the mirror, and noticed how flushed the other was.

Tina was first to leave, but before she did, turned and said, “You’ll call this time?”

“First thing tomorrow,” Bette confirmed.

A couple of minutes later Bette stepped out to meet Alice.

“Where have you been? I met some cool people that I wanted to introduce you to but they left,” Alice said, clearly more excited than usual after several drinks too many.

“We should go.  Lots to talk about. Let’s grab a cab and I’ll tell you in it,” Bette said almost out of breath.

“Ok. This sounds good!  Plus I’m ready for bed,” Alice confirmed.

As they walked out Bette wished Peter a happy birthday and kissed Tina, standing next to him, on the cheek goodnight.  She did not make eye contact fearing she’d surely give herself in.  Right before leaving, however, she heard one thing that would stay in her mind all night,

“The best gift tonight is getting to go home with this lovely woman,” Peter commented amongst his friends.