Fan Fiction
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“Still” Tina didn’t like hearing about some guy being mean to her sister “he didn’t have to be a jerk about it.”
“I appreciate your concern” Lydia loved how protective her sister was of her, “I haven’t had anyone fuss over me since Dad died, and even then he was the only one.” Tina nodded her head slightly.
“That’s what families do they fuss until they annoy each other” Tina thought about her WeHo family, “and they don’t have to be blood to do that.” They both laughed at who Tina was referring to.
“I’m so happy that you have a great group of people like them” Lydia couldn’t imagine being disowned by her father, and felt guilty that she got to see the accepting side of the old man. “I wish he came around for you.”
“So do I” Tina’s eyes looked sadly at her “I wish Angie could’ve met them, at least meet her namesake” she smiled as she remembered her mother. “Mom would’ve spoiled her rotten.”
“Dad would’ve been the same with her” Lydia added.
“What about you?” Tina looked at her “Would you like to have kids someday?”
“Someday” Lydia nodded “Just not right now, at least not until I’ve found the one.”
“Ah yes” Tina nodded her slowly “the elusive one” she laughed.
“Anyway” Lydia chuckled nervously wanting to change the subject, “I made sure to notify my office that anything concerning Lez Girls they are contact either you or Jenny.”
“Well technically Jenny, but I can relay it all to her” Tina said just as their orders arrived. “I can’t wait to see the looks on their faces during their Wrap Party.”
“Which reminds me” Lydia said as she placed her napkin in her lap “on the credits are we supposed to recognize Jenny or Adele as director?”
“The negatives that you have were all directed by Jenny, everything that you have was complete prior to Adele’s hostile take over” Tina told her.
“Cool, Jenny it is” Lydia nodded her head with a smile.
“Jenny!” Jenny heard her name being called and even recognized the annoying voice calling her, but she turned into the closest path she could dodge through hoping to lose the unwanted attention or that it would go away.
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I love your story but I’m one of those people (probably one out of two) that just could never see Bette pregnant.
That was great and things getting more interesting!