“I look at her and I lose myself. I feel her warmth and I want to stay there with her forever.” Porter sniffles as Tee walked up closer and closer to her embracing arms.

“I am so torn. I can’t even grasp how I could feel this way and for a woman? Am I wrong to feel this way? Do I even think we can have a future together at all? What do I do now? Do I go back and pretend we are just dancing for some charity? I can’t do this can I? And what about Jack, do I even dare do this to him?”

In a trance of how she and Jack met and ended up together it never seemed to have that same impact on her.

His lips never felt or tasted as good as Tina’s succulent taste of lust. “I can’t tonight. I am just tired.” Bette recalls of their times together.

“Ooh! OK I understand.” He mutters in his good gentleman tone. Though on the inside all he ever wanted was a wife who wanted him as much as he wanted Bette. In ways, you couldn’t describe and only in touch. And yet, in her grasp.

It’s all she ever discovered in Tina’s presence. “Hold me tighter OK? I got you.”

Their lips pursed as Bette gasps. Her breath fights with her heart that pounded like a stack of drums. The violins would surely resound as they finally kiss one another.

Her vanilla hands firmly on her naked flesh, as she climaxes in ecstasy. “It’s all I ever dreamt of. I felt possessed and couldn’t let you go, I wouldn’t Tina. I am and will forever be in love with you, and only you.”

Bette relays emotionally out of her trance. Tee held onto her tightly and whispers. “I was so afraid of you and then…” Helena gave her friend a wink as she gripped her future wife closely. “I had a good talk with an old friend. Then I realized all I had to do, was wait and I did.”

“What?”

Bette’s face was covered in a sea of tears as Tina whispers in a sweet-tone.