“That’s ok. I brought magazines that I need to catch up on anyway. You know in case the conversation or otherwise ends.”

“Bette Porter, no. We’re not doing this.” I tell her semi-seriously.

“What am I doing?” She asks feigning innocence.

”Oh please. That flirtatious smile and your innuendos. If you think that’s going to continue, you can just grab your tiny stool and leave now.” I stick out my hip and cross my arms. I’m pretty serious. This day has been long enough without having to navigate whatever Bette is trying to start.

“You’re right.” she says while looking around. “You know, I’ve never been in your room before.”

“That’s right you haven’t.”

“Do you remember the night we came over and watched Stigmata?” I shivered and closed my eyes at the memory.

Many months earlier: Tina’s POV

“Tina. Stop thinking. Thinking slows us down. Where’s your bedroom?”

I can’t think. I can’t even get my legs to work. All I can do is feel. Her tongue on my neck circling around on some spot she discovered last week. Hell I didn’t even know I had a spot, until she discovered it. I grab her hair, pressing myself against her, to draw her near.

“Fuck Tina, yes.” she finally manages to breathe to me between licks.

“Bette… please.” I couldn’t say if it was a plea for her stop this madness or to take me to the heights I’ve only dreamed about.

“You never would let me in here then. I don’t blame you, because I would have never left.” She says smiling.

“You know Bette I remember telling you to cut out the flirting crap, but I don’t think that you can help yourself.

She shrugs, “Porter charm, I guess. I can’t turn it off. Where should I sit?”

“Ha. The floor.” If anyone sees you in the window, we’re fucked. So down.” I say pointing to the floor.

 ”Yes Ma’am.” She says taking a seat near my desk. While on the floor, she delicately poured two small tumblers of the cider. “Here you are.” I take the glass and before taking a sip, she admonishes me. “Hey, no. Manners, a toast has to be given first.”

“Right, I must remember the social cues.” I say knocking on my head.