Candace is at home cooking dinner for herself tonight. It had been a long time since she ate at home. Most times, she and Bette ate out. Bette had attempted to cook something for the both of them, but that was a total disaster. Luckily, Bette had a fire extinguisher handy and the smell dissipated after a few days.

The Best of the Isley Brothers is in the CD player and Candace is feeling right nice tonight. She bought a nice bottle of Sauvignon Blanc and she planned to flop on the couch, devour the Jambalaya she was making and watch her In Living Colour DVD she bought tonight.

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Bette is at her office doing paperwork and putting out fires as usual. She has been so busy lately and she just wanted to go home and pass out until morning. She was trying her best not to think about Candace. She had resolved herself to taking control once again and not run over to Candaces house every time she wanted a juicy *****.

Candace held so much control over her life and Bette she needed to stay away to gain control of her life again. My God, how could one person make her feel so ***** and desired, yet protected and safe from the world? It scared her to know that all she had to do was think about Candace and she would immediately become wet. She had loved Tina with all of her heart, but Tina never made her feel the way that Candace does.

Bette: I must stay in control. No Candace for awhile. Ill just go home and mind my own business.

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Candace is lying on the couch and she has tears streaming down her face. She hasnt laughed so hard in a long time. I love this ***** show.

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Bette gets home and places the groceries on the kitchen counter. She bought some nice frozen dinners and she would be good for the weekend. The house seemed so empty.

Bette: How can it feel so empty, Im here.

Bette took a nice long, hot shower. The water felt great against her skin; all tingly and delicious. She starts to move her hands down the length of her body. Still in shape and looking good. She starts thinking about Candace and the way she touches her body. Candace knows my body so well. I love the way she speaks to me when were in bed. Tina never spoke to me like that.

Bettes hand starts to rub her nipples slowly and gently. Shes remembering how Candaces hands feels against her skin as she slides her hand down to the softness between her legs and

*****, why is my ***** phone ringing now?

Bette quickly turns off the water and runs to the telephone. This could be an important business call after all. She doesnt bother to grab a towel as she races into the bedroom to pick up the phone.

Shes slightly out of breath as picks up the phone and yells, What! Shes pissed.

She hears Candace on the other end: Hello Bette, what are you doing?

Bette loves the way Candace says her name. Shes instantly wet again.

I was just in the middle of a shower and now Im dripping wet while talking to you.

Candace: Dripping, huh? I like that in my women.

Bette is breathing harder and trying to gain some kind of control as shes talking to Candace.

Bette: What do you want Candace?

Candace: Come over here

Its a command and Bette loves it. But, she is trying to gain control and mind her own business right now. Grasping the telephone as hard as she can, she tells Candace:

I cant. Im going to stay home and watch tv until I fall asleep. Its been a long week and I want to relax this weekend. By myself.

Candace: Thats too bad. I was just thinking about you. Ive missed you the past couple of days. Oh well, Ill just slip into bed, naked, and think about you for a few hours.

Bette imagines Candace in bed naked, thinking about her for hours. Um, IIll ahbe there soon God, she cant get the damn words out. Bettes thinking, I want her, I want her now.

As if reading Bettes mind, Candace says, I know you want me. Come and get it. Candace hangs up the phone before Bette says anything else.

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Forty-five minutes later, Bette is in front of Candaces house. She gets out of the car and takes her overnight bag out of the back seat.

For the whole drive over, Bette has gotten wetter and wetter, thinking about what Candace is going to do to her. So much for control. ***** it

She heads towards the door and rings the doorbell.

The End.