From Tina: I no, need story for bail out

From Bette: Cant think of anything

From Tina: U look sik to me

From Bette: Not me, shes my boss

From Tina: So

From Bette: If i m sik, now shell ask about it tom

From Tina: Need 2 com up with something

From Bette: I no

Bette felt Tina’s foot rub against her foot under the table.  The act turned her on and she looked at her lover and gave her the sexy smile.  Tina saw the smile and arched an eyebrow as Bette gave her the come hither look.  She leaned in and received a chaste kiss from her girlfriend as Joyce and Phyllis ended their public make-out session.

“I’m going to find the restroom” Tina whispered against Bette’s lips then excused herself from the table.

“I miss you already” Bette watched her lover walk away then turn around to give her a dazzling smile

“I’ll tell you something Bette” Joyce took a sip from her glass of wine “you and Tina are a smoking couple” then added “almost as hot as us” she referred to her and Phyllis.

“What can I say” Bette shrugged modestly “we have great taste in women.”

“Or you two a couple of great tasting women” Phyllis eyed flirtatiously, Bette almost jumped out of her seat when she felt the same foot rubbing against her own.  The foot she thought belonged to Tina, her lover, the only one she wanted to play footsies with.  Never had Bette felt the dire need to sever any of her own body parts until tonight under this table, she wished she had a chainsaw.  She moved her foot and crossed her feet at the ankles as far under her chair as she could with out looking like she was about to kneel and pray.   However, that is what she was secretly doing, praying for an end to this podiatric nightmare.

“Quit flirting with our guest honey” Joyce playfully admonished her lover “I’m going to find the little ladies room, you two be good” she pulled her napkin from her lap and placed it on the table.  All the while missing the look of dread on Bette’s face, begging her not to go or at least take girlfriend with her.