Tina smirked. “As far as I know Bette, people aren’t particularly fighting to fall at your feet either.”

Bette chuckled. “Well, it’s not like you have a long line of suitors behind you either.”

“It doesn’t matter. Everyone here is a stranger for me.” Tina hugged herself, now feeling very empty and alone even in the sea of friendly and familiar faces before her.

“Even your husband?” Bette grinned and then stopped smiling as she saw the serious expression on Tina’s face.

Ahead of them, Alice and Eric danced, arm-in-arm.

When I had you to myself
I didnt want you around
Those pretty faces always made you
Stand out in a crowd
Then someone picked you from the bunch
One glance was all it took
Now its much too late for me
To take a second look

The whole crowd, spurred on by Eric and Alice, burst into the chorus as Bette and Tina looked on.

Oh baby give me one more chance
To show you that I love you
Wont you please send me back in your heart

Bette decided to try and elevate Tina’s distress. She had not danced in years but now held out her hand for Tina to take, even as she feared rejection. In turn, Tina decided that there was no harm in dancing with Bette with Eric cozying up to Alice, and resisted making any jokes about Bette’s bad knee. She put her hand in Bette’s and immediately felt a current of electricity shoot from the contact, up her arm and through to every nerve ending. Tina brushed this off as another anomaly—Bette was so attractive, any woman would be into her, gay or straight. It did not need to mean anything, right? Bette led them to the dance floor but not before Tina had downed more hard liquor from the waiter.

Tina closed her eyes and let the pumping beats fill her emptiness as she danced with wild abandon, spinning circles around Bette.

Trying to live without your love
Is one long sleepless night
Let me show you girl
That I know wrong from right

Every street you walk on
I leave tear stains on the ground
Following the girl
I didnt even want around

Bette watched on in surprise as the blonde giggled and buried her face in the crook of her neck. She inhaled the strawberry scent of Tina’s hair, pushing the strands back from her face. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Alice and Eric, now more drunk, bumping and grinding into each other. Bette was furious. She was about to march up to them and rip them apart, but Tina was clinging to Bette now, brushing herself up against her, sending heat waves of desire pouring throughout Bette’s body, making her forget everything but how well Tina fit against her, how each touch of their bodies sent an aching pain in her burning loins.

Abuh buh buh buh
All I want!
Abuh buh buh buh
All I need!
Abuh buh buh buh…..