Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of PG. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, November 11, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    to all

    Bette quickly moved into the bedroom portion of her suite.  Tossing her suitcase up on the bed she began unzipping the flaps.  Tonight she wanted to look good for Tina but not over done.  She had packed a couple outfits but now that it was time to put them on she was having doubts.  Bette quickly pulls one of the outfits out before she can think any more.  It isn’t often that Bette has doubts but it seems lately she had nothing but.

    Bette had just turned the shower off when she hears her cell ringing.  Running out with a towel wrapped around her she gets to her phone just before it rolls into voicemail.

    “Hello”

    “Hey boss how was the trip?”  James asks.

    James Bastrop is Bette’s personal assistant.  Bette found James just before she shifted careers from top surgeon to Public Health Advisor working at first as a consultant to and later an officer of the World Health Organization.

    “James, it was good.  I’m here and that’s the important thing.” Bette replies making sure her towel stays wrapped around her on her way back to the bathroom

    “Well I wanted to check in on you.  I should be in around midnight tonight baring no major disaster at the airport.  I’m staying at the same hotel as you so I’ll swing by your room on my way down for breakfast tomorrow.”

    “Yes MOM.” Bette teases.  “I should be here and by all means come and get me so I eat something before this God awful meeting tomorrow.  Hopefully it won’t be the highlight of my day.”  Bette says trying to bring this conversation to a close so she can finish getting ready.

    “OK boss  I can see you are good.  See you in the morning.”

    “Good night James, tomorrow.” Bette quickly brings the conversation to a close.  She loves James and all he does for her but she’s begging to feel that maybe having him do so much is part of the reason she’s in her current place. 

    Pushing these thoughts to the back of her mind, Bette finishes getting ready.  She’s almost done when she hears a knock on her door.  Moving through the suite she looks through the peep hole to see a waiter with her wine.

    Leave a Reply