Things were getting better between them. The familiarity they had between them certainly helped. Bette made an incredible effort to help around the house more and to be more empathetic. And Tina, though hard as it was, caught herself when she felt like shutting Bette out with her passive-aggressiveness. Though therapy really helped Bette secretly stopped going, it was the only thing dishonest t in their relationship, and Bette didnt want to tell Tina for fear of being lectured. Though she had to eventually, Bette thought things were going too well to bring something like that up.

As for *****, libidos were high around the house…and other places. Bette, after countless nights of failed attempts, made love to her wife for the first time a few nights ago and felt like things in the bedroom were finally safe for her. The consummation of their reunion seemed to unlock repressed desires in both of them, it was so long since ***** felt special and smooth for Bette and Tina. At night one reached for the other without fear. Bette jokingly whispered to Tina one night that she was making up for lost time, while Tina watched Bette undress knowing that she could ask for some loving without feeling like she was asking too much. And it all wasnt confined to the night, or the bedroom for that matter. One day while gardening Tina followed Bette with her eyes as the other checked the mailbox for their tax returns. When Bette turned around a sweaty and dirty Tina took her hand and lead her to the backyard, the shed was in the corner. Breathlessly asking if this wan appropriate place Bette was met with Tinas replyBette I want you now the bedroom is too far awayand with that Bette ferociously kissed Tina. Fumbling with each other Bette led Tina onto the counter in the shedwith one sweep of her hands she cleared it of tool and lifted T on it. With her hips around Bettes waist Tina unzipped her shorts herself. When Bette entered her T gasped and sucked on Bettes fingers, Bette gasped in pain and pleasure when T bit down hard while climaxing. But now lying side by side they only rested with each other, content to simply hear each other breathe.

Later that night while T left the house to pick up take-out Bette wiped the table in the dining room down. She felt relaxed, more relaxed than she felt in a very long time. Remembering that one of Susan Sontang previously recorded interviews was going to be on the radio soon. Pressing the buttonthe news was on

..The trial of Brent Haywood, one of L.As many divorce lawyers, is only two months away and the judge who is residing the trial issued a publication ban albeit reporters are allowed to attend. Haywood, known as The L.A serial rapist was caught when-

Bette turned the radio off. It felt like the world stopped, it literally stoppedtime stopped. How dare this evil enter her home? It felt like the sanctity of Bettes house was taintedshe felt the old feeling rise and whipping her arm back Bette punched the stereo screaming curses and sobs. It felt like everything between when she was raped and now disappeared. She was back under his weightgod his weight. And his voice whispered to her under her collar to her earseven the deaf ear where he boxed it in.he spoke to her in the dark.little ***** ***** im gonna ***** you with a screwdriverBette closed her ears with her hands, the stereo on the floor where she punched it off. Bette fumbled in her pockets to call T, it rang in the loving room where left it. O God what was she going to do what was she going to do what was she going to doBette sank to the floor, it felt like the room closed in on hershe back in the iceboxback in the icebox. Suddenly the door opened and T walked in, Mexican in her hands, the take-out dropped to the floor when T ran over to Bette.

Bette grasped her around the waist and sobbed against her stomachTina smoothed her hair and whisperedim here Betteshhh everything is going to be okshhhhim here Betteim here.