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    Twisted Triangles ch.39

    “Did you miss me, or are you doing something weird now? And why aren’t you saying anything?

    Usually you have a million and one questions. What gives?”

    “I’m not allowed to say anything stupid so…..”

    “So that just leaves squeals and a horrible case of the bounces.” There’s my girl. I heard what had to be in months, joy in her voice. I heard the Bette that read me poetry in her bedroom, the woman that wanted to fool around in a tree. That Bette, I missed her. I wonder if Grace has put that joy into her voice. I was glad to see her. I pulled off my sunglasses to greet her properly. I missed her eyes too, in case you haven’t already gotten that.

    “Hey T…ina. Tina” She says to me with a small wave. She called me T. I have this sudden urge to put my glasses back on, run back to the bathroom and cry. But my body had other ideas. I felt a warm feeling creep up my face and suddenly being in her presence put me in full flirt mode. Must be the LA weather. It’s got be. Hell, I’ll take it.

    “Bette come here. We haven’t seen each other in ages and you give me a wave.” I know she is just trying to be the good friend. The good sister, but I haven’t seen her in forever and I did miss her. Now that I’m not in the same condition I was in back in New York; I know what I want. And it’s standing ten feet in front of me, looking petrified. I see Eric looking at Bette, more than at me. I see Alice looking at Eric, wondering if he’ll do anything. I know he won’t. What can he do? Bette and I are friends. At least that’s what he hopes for us to be. And I believe that friends that haven’t seen each other in a while have to greet each other properly.

    “Hey you.” I say to her as I take her into my arms. God never in my life have I felt so at ease than at this moment. Even though I feel I’m in charge of this hold. Something about the way Bette has her arms around me, I feel like she is carrying me. It felt like old times. At the Planet, when I realized that my body would never fit another human being as much as it did Bette’s. and here she was holding me, tighter and tighter, the longer we held each other.

    Comments

    1. okay, now i get it..round two they were sneaking around, and now since they have someone else, they will do more sneaking around…make it hot and funny

    2. “call me, now.” – Ms. Cleo. my psychic friend. LMAO!!! this chap was sweet and pretty clear bout tina’s intentions which is a total 180 from the tina in new york. but your chap was awesome as usual and i’m glad that no one was hurt in this one, physically or emotionally. i still think they should just run away together but hey that’s me. but then where would we get all the drama. please post soon. PEACE.

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