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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.

    Early in her college career she began to realize that she was attracted to women and followed up on that. At first she was tentative, but then aggressive. For the first time she had a goal in her personal life. She wanted to have ***** with as many beautiful women as possible. And she was very successful.

    Now it was different. For the first time she questioned her personal life goals. She no longer wanted to have ***** with as many beautiful women as possible. She wanted to have ***** only with the beautiful woman sitting beside her on the blanket who was absently chewing on an asparagus spear.

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

    Then Tina took Bette’s face in her hands, turned it toward her and kissed her lips. Bette responded to the kiss, pushed Tina down on her back and began kissing her on her face and neck. As Bette kissed her, Tina held Bette’s head, her fingers intertwined in the soft curls. All afternoon Bette had been thinking about touching what was under that green tank top. But when Bette slid her hand under Tina’s blouse, Tina stopped her.

    “We can’t do this here,” she admonished Bette.

    “Thencan we do thissomewhere else?” asked Bette breathlessly, eagerly..

    “Of course.”

    As they hurriedly gathered their picnic items, Bette thought about Tina:

    She was old enough.

    She was not involved with anyone.

    But she was still straight.

    They threw all their stuff in the car, including many full beverage bottles. That suitcase was still heavy. When Tina put the key in the ignition, Bette stopped her from starting the motor by taking her hand.

    “I need to know something.” Bette said and Tina nodded. “Are you just experimenting?”

    When Tina looked puzzled, Bette continued. “Some straight women want to sleep with lesbians just for kicks, just for something different. They’re not serious. “

    “I’m definitely not experimenting,” Tina said softly, looking directly into Bette’s worried eyes. Bette took a deep breath, let go of her hand and Tina started the car.

    Tina thought this didn’t sound like the Bette Porter that she had heard about. Bette had actually asked about her “intentions.” You couldn’t get much more old-fashioned than that. Maybe this wasn’t just a fling for her. But Tina tried not to think about it because she didn’t want to be too disappointed.

    Bette wondered why she cared if Tina was experimenting. She had slept with some straight women who were experimenting. Neither Bette nor the women had any long-term wishes and it was fun.

    It was dark when they arrived at Bette’s house. They loaded up the picnic items and went inside.

     

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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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