Previously..

Bette grinned. That would have to do. For now.


14

Bette Porter was singing. Yes, that was a rare event, but she couldnt help herself. Life was good right now. The sun was shining, it was Sunday so she didnt have to work, her next dental check was 6 months away, she was up date with her tax returns and Tina had dumped that cow Helena Peabody. Yes, life was fantastic.

OK, maybe not quite perfect yet. Tina was still holding out against a full reconciliation, but Bette had to admit, she was kind of enjoying courting Tina again. Or was it Tina courting her?

There had been a sweet little message from Tina on her answering machine last night, suggesting a Sunday brunch, which is where Bette was going right now. And singing Louis Armstrongs What a Wonderful World.  Bette had been the one who made all the running when they first got together years ago. It had been a tricky situation, what with it being Tinas first ***** relationship too, but she had been amazing. Not freaked out or anything, just uncertain in the way that all new lovers were. Would this work? Would the person you were involved with turn out to be what you were looking for? Would they snore? Would they pick their nose or ***** in bed? Would you click sexually? All those little things than made you question whether a relationship was meant to be.

Bette had expected Tina to be far more skittish than she had proved to be. After all, she had never been involved with a woman before. Bette had predicted lots of cold showers and frustration ahead. However, while slightly hesitant and uncertain at first, Tina had provided much less straight-girl dithering than she had expected. Bette had used her seductive powers before to convert a few hetero girls, it was like a challenge for her. But with Tina it was different. Everything about being with Tina was different.