Where the ***** have you been Tina? Dana tore into Tina. Ive spent like the past hour or so looking for you. Do you know how worried I was? The tirade continued leaving Tina feeling like a five year old. Are you ready? I hope your ready, cause its time to go! Dana fumed, stomped her foot, and pushed the door open with so much brute force that the five foot, eleven, 170 pound, muscularly framed, female bouncer of the other side was knocked to the ground.

What the *****? The bouncer moaned as she rose to her feet. Are you outta yer ***** head girl? She raged and lunged toward Dana, who stood firm in front of her.

Look, it was a ***** accident alright, Dana retaliated. Youre not hurt so stop your ***** bitching, Dana pressed on refusing to be intimidated by the bouncers hard stare. Its been a long night, Ive got drunk and horny friends to take home, and Im tired; so save your drama for someone whos in the mood for it, k? Cause its not me, Dana hissed and walked away, leaving the bouncer speechless.

Bette at home
Bette arrived at home relaxed and feeling satisfied that she didnt spend the night holed up in the house. Getting out, even for a little while made Bette feel like she still had a connection with the world. She slipped out of her clothes, rinsed the smoke and sweat off her body, and then eased into bed with thoughts of Tina on her mind; within minutes Bette drifted off into a blissful sleep. Bette tossed and turned in her sleep, clutching her pillow tightly to her body, and felt the heat rising between her thighs. Unconsciously she rubbed herself, feeling the soothing stimulation of her hands, although she thought they were Tinas. The garden of life was lush and the petals of flesh unfolded releasing their pre morning dew, as subtle moans permeated through the silence of the night.

Bette woke from her stimulated sleep, flustered, and anxiously searching for the body shed fantasized about in her sleep. She reached for her phone and called Tina hoping to reach her voice mail.