Bette was at the kitchen table surfing e-bay when she heard the door banging, which meant Tina was back. She called Bette on her way to the house; she didnt want Bette to pick her up because T just wanted to get home ASAP. The funeral was yesterday and Tina didnt waste anytime flying out of there, her family ignored her. They didnt even bother treating her like *****. And now jet-lagged, temperamental, and tired Tina almost fainted with relief upon seeing Bette. Bette took Tinas luggage and T passed out on the sofa without a word, unfazed Bette put away the contents. After putting away most of the stuff Bette looked through Tinas carry-on and started putting away the toiletries. Bette stopped when she saw the cover of the book inside. Spice-up Your ***** Life.techniques from fisting to oral. Bette was flabbergasted; it was so unlike Tina to buy something like this. Christ the Florida sun must have done something. Out of curiosity she flipped through, looking over her shoulder to Tina who was still flaked out. One has to be prepared to perform Rimming hygienically.Something as intense as fisting needs trust between.there are more than 100 ways to have oral ***** and. Bette closed the book. Their ***** life was never boring, maybe conventional in the ***** sense but Bette wondered if a book like this was what they needed. Feeling a little inadequate Bette wondered if she satisfied Tina enough in the bedroom. Stuffing the book back into Ts bag Bette gathered her clothes and stuffed it in the laundry basket. Going into their bedroom Bette sat on the bed. Then going back into the hall she took Ts bag back into the bedroom with her. Bette took out the ***** book and started reading.

About an hour later Bette was halfway through when she heard Tina calling her from the living room. Quickly stuffing the book under the covers Bette came out to find Tina rummaging through the fridge. For Christs sake.Bette what have you been surviving on theres nothing in here…Tina pulled out a sack of moldy potatoes and threw them out. Wiping her hands she told Bette they were going shopping. While in the car Tina asked Bette if anything was the matter, the only thing going through Bettes head was the book. She fiddled with her car seat belt and had trouble focusing on the road. The book had color pictures with real people demonstrating positions and techniques. Bette wasnt sure how to bring it up with Tina. And to be perfectly honestshe kind of wanted to try out some of the stuff she read in there. ***** dialogue between them always had been smooth and easy with lots of trust. However Tina had never done something like thislike going to a ***** shop and buying a hardcore ***** book. Bette wondered if Tina was going to bring it up with her, curiosity was burning her up. And to be perfectly honest there were some things she wanted to try out with Tlike the fisting maybeand maybe some kinds of S&M.Bette wasnt desperate but the book definitely opened up some doors. She had never done most of the stuff in the book, even though before T her ***** life was pretty varied. The trouble was Bette didnt know how to bring it up; she felt stupid to be nervousthere was a reason why T bought the book. Bettes work took up so much of her mind thatnot that she didnt think about the variety of their ***** lifebut she thought more in terms of how much they had *****. The average before their break up was maybe twice every three or two weeks or even three or four times a month sometimes even lessBettes work was her sexual partner practically. And now after their reunionmaybe three times a week. Their libidos definitely increased. Bette guessed Tina wanted to spice it up, evolve their ***** life; Bette definitely had an open mind. Only if it was with Tina.