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    Tipping the Bartender

    “Oh…Would you find a little company? I could use the walk to get a jump start on burning all the calories I plan on consuming tonight.” She said with a light laugh

    “No I don’t mind. Let’s go.”

    Tina followed Bette to the elevator. They rode in relative silence, each deep in their own thoughts. Once the elevator stopped, they walked to the room, which seemed to be 10 million miles away from the elevator.

    “That’s enough work out for the year. Geez! That was insane.”Bette chuckled.

    “Seriously. Maybe they need an elevator that’s closer to this side of the earth. That was definitely a trek.” Tina chuckled in unison with Bette.

    Once Bette opened the door, they went inside. The room was magnificent.

    “Wow Bette. I guess this was worth the journey.”

    “It is lovely.”

    Tina continued to look around the room.

    “Jackpot. I’ve found the mini-bar. You want a drink?”

    “Sure.” Bette replied.

    “What’s your poison?”

    “Give me something with Vodka.”

    “Vodka on the rocks coming up ma’am.”

    “Hmm. They didn’t tell me a personal bartender came with the room.” Bette joked.

    “They didn’t tell you you had to tip her either.” Tina joked in return.

    Once the drinks were fixed, Tina sat next to Bette on the bed and gave her her drink.

    “We should have a toast of some kind. This is our first drink ever.”

    “How about..a toast to journeys, drinks, and tipping the bartender?” Tina said, laughing lightly.

    “I’ll drink to that.” Bette smiled and took a sip of her drink.

    “Very good, Bartender. You deserve a big tip. I’ll be sure to give it to you.”

    “You haven’t asked what kind of tip I wanted.” Tina replied.

    “I assumed all bartenders wanted money.” Bette said, not sure where Tina was going with this.

    “There are some things better than money. I don’t want to be too forward Bette, but doesn’t this situation kind of turn you on? I mean, me, you, alone in this hotel room.” By the end of this statement, Tina was impossibly close to Bette, so close that Bette didn’t think she could breathe.

    “Haven’t you thought about what it would be like to have me? Or what it would be like if I fucked you?” She continued, licking her lips. “Have you wanted to touch me Bette?”

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    Comments

    1. Sometimes you wanna to go where Tina’s going to scream your name. And then she’ll be glad she came. I bought extra fans for the CPU just in case you posted. The story nearly fried the fans. Hot, too hot! Thank you for the awesome post. And as for the last story, B and T end up together. Always baby.

    2. I meant the contemporary capitalist $$$ is king society is not always conducive to inculcating empathy particularly with sports jocks—ha-ha I just realised my wife was a sports jock b4 we met. And when illness took sport away all she thought abt was getting back up there=the top of her particular field. Unfortunately that never happened because she wasn’t physically strong enuff. Oops enuff abt me anywayz.

    3. Lol. Thx for the shout out. Nah, not bitter-it was too long ago BUT ‘wise’ yes. When u r young u do things that u imagine will have no consequences. From what I experienced from a cheater many years ago I’ve learned there r real consequences. Call it ‘karma’ if u will. People caught cheating tend to locate the blame in the innocent party and may not wake up to themselves ever if they just go from one partner to the next-serial cheating like Tiger Woods apparently has. I bet he thought there’d never be a day of reckoning because he could his way out of it. I feel sorry for his wife and kids. They’re the innocent parties but I bet he’s tried all ways to sweet talk hus way out of it. The modern $$$$ is often not conducive to character building of the empathetic-everyone seems to be a hustler in their career and they forget that real people like the wife and children have feelings and can be heart broken and that leads to further trauma for children who mat learn to repeat daddy’s mistakes b4 they can psychologically grow past that trauma. So yes to me ‘cheating’ is a biggie. In my own incident I just let my wife go, a month later she was begging to come back. It took years for me to let her in my door let alone my heart and then she died having wasted most of her life ‘cheating’. Anywayz thx for the chapter/story.

    4. Honey. Check it out (carnalnation.com). Anyway, when I read this story I was just thinking if only Tina the seductress went to work during the reunion. I like a little exhibitionism once in a while :D

    5. i just got through reading all your stories and i’m in awe of your writings. you are a great writer and i hope you keep up the good work. we never get enough of bette and tina. thank you for letting us see them thru your great fan fic writings…sarm

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