Bette smiled. “Do you want me to make love to you right now?” Bette asked while winking at a flushed Tina. Tina wanted Bette so bad but this wasn’t how she wanted it.

“No, Bette I don’t want to have to ask you.  I mean Is that why we haven’t had sex yet because… I don’t know… “Tina didn’t want to say anymore. Really she didn’t want to ask Bette if they haven’t made love because Bette was disgusted of her. Tina felt as if Bette might’ve not wanted her after she had sex with Matt. For seven years she hadn’t had anyone touch her body since. She turned around, facing away from Bette and started to sob. Bette immediately spooned Tina from behind, bringing her in close and laying her head onto Tina’s.

“Ti, I think I already know what you’re thinking.” She whispered. “Ti, I can’t tell you how much I’ve wanted to make love to you.” Tina turned around facing Bette now.

“Yea?” Tina smiled.

“Yea.” Bette smiled. “Tina listen to me, I want you so much, I need you, I love you, the only reason I haven’t touched you lately was because I thought you were still hurting. Ti those bruises…” Bette thought about the bruises Tina wore on her legs and she started to get upset. Tina seeing her eyes beginning to moisten sat up and pulled her pajama bottoms off.

“Bette, look. They are all gone.” She smiled. Bette saw it and rubbed her hands over those smooth pale thighs she had treasured, she would never ever let anyone hurt Tina like that again. As Bette was silently vowing to herself that she would never let Tina get hurt again, Tina pulled off her tank she was now only in her panties.

Bette gulped.

“And Bette look” She pushed her long blond hair away from her neck, turning around while she sat on her knees beside Bette who was still lying down. “No more bruises here, and here.” She put a hand down towards her abdomen. Bette again rubbed her hands over all the parts she remembered seeing them. Tina’s milky pale breasts were right above her and it aroused her.