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    “Have dinner with me”

     

    “I can’t I have to go to the center”

     

    “Yes, but afterwards”

     

    “I still can’t, I don’t date people I work with”

     

    “Ah but you see I don’t work with you”

     

    No longer feeling the hands on her face she opens her eyes as her chair is being spun around and is face to face with Helena.

     

    “You work for me”

     

    “That would make it even more inappropriate for you to be propositioning me in such a manner”

     

    “No one has ever turned me down before”

     

    “There’s always a first for everything, besides I really need to get to the center and then get home I’m too tired for outings especially in my condition”

     

    She could feel the heat from Helena’s gaze as her eyes traveled down her pregnant body, she couldn’t stop her own arousal caused by the open inspection.

     

    “How far along are you?”

     

    “Far enough to keep away from predators like you”

     

    “You’re only adding fuel to my fire”

     

    “Well I’m putting it out, I gotta go”

     

    She gets up and pushes a smiling Helena away.  Grabs her purse and work bag and exits the boardroom leaving a still grinning Helena behind.

     

    “I’m not giving up on you Miss Kennard.”

     

     

         Tina was in her kitchen contemplating on what to make for dinner when she heard a knock on the door.  She wasn’t expecting company and forgot to turn her cell phone back on to hear for any calls.  She opened the door to find a smiling Bette holding a take out bag and a bottle of grape juice.

     

    “May I come in?  I called but your phone went straight to voicemail, and that could only mean you don’t have it on so I decided to come over.  I hope you don’t mind”

     

    “Look, Bette I’m really tired I don’t want to get into it with you”

     

    “T relax, I come bearing gifts”

     

    “I recognize that take out bag anywhere, and since I had not cooked anything I can’t help but marvel at your impeccable timing.”

     

    “You know me, timing is everything”

     

    “I do know you.  Come in.  How was New York?”

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    1. At least Bette didn’t have to hear about the baby from the dragon-lady. LOL at Journey – put 3 lesbians in a room together, and that’s one more than you need for drama.

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