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    What is love? – Chapter 20

    Story written on October 22, 2005 by pancha305.
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    Another opening. Another show. And who shows up at the Bette Porter Gallery?

    “Hi,” smiled Tina as she took Bette’s hand.

    “Hi.”

    After the greeting, Bette and Tina were both quiet and just looked at each other.

    “This looks wonderful,” Tina finally said as she looked around the gallery. “It looks incredibly beautiful, as usual.”

    “Bette,” prompted Shane, “why don’t you show Tina around?” Tina released Bette’s hand, took her arm and they walked to a part of the gallery that Tina said interested her. Shane disappeared to find Alice and Tammy.

    Tina looked so incredible. She was wearing a beautiful black dress that clung in all the right places. There was cleavage, but not too much. Bette could hardly look at the paintings for wanting to touch Tina.

    Bette was gorgeous although Tina preferred her with her hair down. Her back, shoulders and arms were bare and Tina had to force herself to keep her hands from stroking all that bare skin. She thought this was so much better than the first gallery gala she had attended. At that, Bette had hardly known she existed and tonight she looked like she might faint.

    Bette was thinking that her knees felt like jelly. She told herself that she couldn’t stumble. That would be too embarrassing. And so by a huge act of concentration she managed to keep walking steadily. It was similar to being drunk and trying very hard and very carefully not to stagger or trip. You have to think about every step you’re taking instead of just walking naturally. Bette managed.

    “Baby,” Tina said, “you should see to your other guests.” She squeezed Bette’s arm, let her go, and looked toward those who were drifting toward the door. Bette nodded and started to walk away.

    Bette turned back to Tina, “Don’t leave.please.”

    Shane materialized at Tina’s side. Tina took her arm and they walked around the exhibit as Bette said goodbye to the guests who still remained and saw to the artist and her entourage. Carolyn had supervised the caterers’ clearing away the food and drink. Bette talked with Carolyn and her husband who were the last to leave–except for Tina and Shane. Bette stood at the door and waved goodbye to them.

    She turned around and saw Tina and Shane at the far end of the gallery. For some reason she started thinking about the beach and she frowned because she didn’t know where that thought came from. Bette was thinking about the ocean, its strength, delicacy, comfort. She could almost hear it and taste and smell the salt. Strange.

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    8. Beautiful. Love a hppy beginning. I like to set on the third base side about 7 rows up. Love the Ballpark Its a beautiful park. thanks for this wonderful chapter

    11. Just perfect. I hope you will also show us, in your lovely way, snippets of B&T experiencing “daily” love and being loved (and I don’t mean sex necessarily. That football chapter was the sweetest thing that I have read recently.) Thanks again.

    13. This opening of the show is giving me flashbacks to the infamous one where they met. The brochures, etc.
      My heart is creeping upwards into my throat. Be still!

      Another opening of another show…

      (Speaking of shows, Where is Flairforthedramatic, BTW? APB, anyone?)

      …now, back to the story…

    20. and so the journey to nirvana begins…

      Yes, posting daily is actually healthy for the heart, its right up there with vitamin C, honest… I checked, so dont forget your and your reader’s daily dosage.

    25. missyang, the background music should be “At Last” by Etta James, the original. If you don’t know the words they are: At last, my love has come along. My lonely days are over and life is like a song.” At last the skys above are blue, etc., etc. I’m so happy they have finally connected. Lovely. Pancha love this chapter. Post soon please. Thanks.

    26. “Tina was everything—like the ocean”…interesting what happens for Bette when she’s not getting in her own way…thoroughly enjoying this journey thanks for the back to back updates

    27. Finally…thank god Bette came to her senses, took her long enough but at least she’s there, thanks, it was beautifully done, i’m really happy and my poor TiBette heart is mending as i type this comment…thank you, B&TF

    30. absolutely nothing wrong with simple. My heart loved it and I am so glad that Bette finally pulled her head out of her ass. No matter the story..they are always meant to be. ; )

    31. “baby…” awwww. melted my heart.

      “dont leave…please.” dont act desparate bette

      her heart had finally come into focus. never thought that it would happen. i thought she might need a brain transplant for a minute.

      “some might have called this voyeurism, but cupid is allowed.” *sniff sniff*

      this was good. i really loved it. the light bulb went on finally for bette. tina knew she couldn’t be with out bette. thanks.

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