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    Week 39 – part 1

    Story written on April 16, 2005 by pseud.
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    Author Notes:

    It has B&T; isn’t that enough reason to:

    “Heartburn?”

    “It’s not that.” Tina wiped at her forehead. “Well, not just that. But I had this really weird dream.”

    “Weird? Like, you were flying? Or you were having ***** with Margaret Thatcher?”

    “Honey, sometimes, I think we share too much.” Tina gave her wife a wink. “It was like the Wizard of Oz, where I knew everyone in the dream, but they were all really different.”

    Bette perked up. “Was I the wizard?”

    While it was involuntary, Tina frowned.

    “I guess not,” Bette replied. She helped Tina back to her feet, and the two began their slow waddle from the room. “Where next?”

    “Bed?” Tina was hopeful that she’d be able to get back to sleep, again, and sleep more than a couple hours.

    “How about a snack?”

    But Tina just shook her head. “Nothing. That’s all I need is another dream like that one.”

    Bette rubbed her wife’s back. “I’m sorry that it shook you up so much. Would you like to tell me about it?”

    “You’ll lay with me?”

    “Of course.”

    “And spoon me?” Tina sounded like an eager child.

    “That does work best.” Bette kissed Tina’s neck, staying for a bit of extra nuzzle.

    “It’s not all happy.”

    “The wizard of Oz wasn’t all happy, either.” Employing the opposite of the getting up procedure, Bette helped Tina back into the bed. “But it was all happy at the end.”

    “I always felt bad for Dorothy, going back to Kansas when she could have had everything in Oz.” Tina settled herself back on her side and held up a hand, waiting for Bette to take it. They’d become comfortable with this position, Tina holding Bette’s hand over her belly. Although, Tina noticed, the hand did tend to wander at times. She often awoke to find Bette’s hand on her *****.

    As expected, Bette laid down behind Tina and the two linked hands. Bette kissed Tina’s neck, and then sucked on her earlobe. “You going to tell me the rest?”

    Tina let out another moan, but this one was far more of pleasure than anything else. “Not if you keep that up.”

    Bette gave Tina one more kiss, and then laid her head down on the pillow. “I’ve read ***** is supposed to induce labor.”

    “It’s the prostaglandins in sperm that’s supposed to help.”

    “Well, since they don’t know for sure, we could test that theory.”

    Bette waited, but got no response from Tina. She gave her wife’s hand a squeeze. “I’m sorry, T. But I’m not sorry I find you so *****.”

    “I know. It’s just this dream. It was so, disturbing. But it seemed so real.”

    “Tell me.”

    Tina nuzzled back against Bette. “Now remember, it’s just a dream, right. So don’t get upset.”

    “Why should I get upset?”

    “Promise?”

    There was such gravity to the tone, Bette felt compelled to stop her teasing. “Of course I promise.”

    “Well, then, here’s what it was like”

    (tbc?)

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    1. Expecting Mother can have weird dreams. Sometimes good sometimes bad. Love the way that Bette takes care of Tinas needs and the tenderness she shows her.

    5. Great details, pseud! And I love the dialogue, that as it cuts right to the essence, it reflects the intimacy and history of their relationship. Of course, you know I’ll turn the page, as it were.

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