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    “I know you think that they put a lot of pressure on their students” Bette remained kneeling.

     

    “Babe they teach college calculus to eighth graders” Tina interrupted.

     

    “Baby she’s so smart and we both know this, she is way advanced for her age.  I almost want to have tested to see if she isn’t some kind of prodigy or something.”  Bette reasoned “I just feel that she needs to be in a learning environment where the other students are of equal intelligence.”

     

    “Jesus, you sound like an elitist.”  Tina shook her head “I want Angie to make her own choices.”

     

    “And at Baldwin she will learn to make intelligent ones.”  Bette countered “They have an excellent art program that allows the students to express themselves.  I just want to expose Angie to that kind of freedom.”

     

    “I know babe, but she’s only two.”

     

    “Going on three” Bette countered again.

     

    “Fine” Tina exhaled “but the second she expresses unhappiness I’m pulling her out of the school.”  Bette squealed like a little girl “Sssshh” Tina scolded.

     

    “Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!!!!”  Bette praised while kissing Tina making it difficult for the blonde to eat her meal.

     

    “Now move so I can finish my dinner.”  Tina bit into a forkful of her chicken alfredo as Bette went back to her seat.

     

    “Our daughter is going to run for president” Bette said proudly.

     

    “I thought you wanted her to be an artist” Tina ate a piece of broccoli.

     

    “I do, but with how smart she is and the education she’ll be getting she could run this country and pull it out of the deficit.”  Bette bragged which succeeded in making Tina chuckle.

     

    “She’ll be using those big words like her Momma B.”  Tina smiled at her partner.

     

    “You like me using those big words” Bette teased.

     

    “I like eating too, let me finish my meal in peace woman.”  Tina playfully admonished “Aren’t going to eat?”

     

    “I’m too excited to eat” Bette said maintaining eye contact with her partner “and if you eat fast enough you’ll get dessert while it’s still hot” she unbuttoned the top button of her blouse.  Tina’s eyes drifted to Bette’s chest area and licked her lips.

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