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    What is love? – Chapter 7

    Story written on September 29, 2005 by pancha305.
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    Bette tries to define love. Bette and Tina go on a picnic.

    But she had never had these kinds of goals in her personal life. She had dated boys in high school but was never too interested. Most she had known since they were toddlers. They held no mystery or particular attraction for her. The boys/men in college were more interesting, more mysterious. Unlike the high school boys, she hadn’t observed them crying in their second grade classroom She dated many and slept with a few. ***** was usually satisfying but never earth-shattering. She thought this was normal.

    Eric was different that most men she had met in LA. . His goal was not just the bed, but a long-term relationship. He hinted about marriage: “I like kids. Do you?” — “After I make partner, my wife won’t have to work.” She had met his parents because he insisted. But she always deflected the talk about marriage because she knew she didn’t want that with him. He was nice, but a little dull, and never earth-shattering.

    Tina had been like a boat in a stream in her personal life. She had gone with the current, but kept enough control to steer the boat where she wanted.

    Now, it was different. For the first time in her personal life she had a goal. And that goal was sitting next to her quietly eating a piece of cheese.

    For a while they just sat on the blanket quietly, looking everywhere but at each other.

    Bette had also been very focused in her non-personal life. In high school she made good grades, was in the right clubs and organizations and was senior class president, the most prestigious office in her high school. If there had been a more prestigious office, she would have had that one. She was determined to go to an Ivy League college and Yale, and several others, had accepted her. She had inherited her love of art from her mother but didn’t think she was talented enough to have art as a profession, so she chose art history. She had been successful in her museum and gallery work and was satisfied with her position, for now.

    Her personal life had been somewhat unsatisfying as Tina’s had been. She was asked on many dates in high school because of her beauty and she accepted some. They were always the most popular boys. She didn’t feel the attraction that her friends talked about but thought that would come with time.

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    6. “Is this a liquid picnic?” asked Alice, looking at all the bottles..lol..serios..you know i want them “doing” and a lot but i hope they have sure about the consequences i dont wanna see Tinas heart broken..ok bring it on next chapter thanks :o)

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