“I still feel that I should be doing more by providing for us”

“You shouldn’t feel less important because you get to spend the day with the most important person in our lives.  Do you think that staying at home and taking care of Angie is beneath you?”

“No, I love spending time with Angie.  It’s just that I’m not the Suzy Homemaker type.  Come on you know me, I can’t cook and I only feed Angie what you prepare for her.  This is all new to me”

“Think of the domestic life as a challenge, something that you can work on; and I’m sure that you will be great at it because you don’t just try something; you want to be good at it”

“Okay, but as soon as the opportunity presents itself I’m going back to work”

“What’s keeping you from accepting an offer?”

“For the most part, the money being offered isn’t as good as the CAC.  I’m waiting for the right offer that will take care of all three of us”

“Fine, do what you feel is best babe, but we should learn from the past” she took sip of her tea “It’s not something that should be done alone, but in the mean time we should refrain from paying for dinners and such”

“Yeah sorry about that, it’s just that I just wanted to do something nice for Jenny”

“Your heart’s always in the right place; it’s one of the things that I love about you”

She walked over to Bette and kissed her on the lips.  The kiss lingered as they blindly placed their mugs on the counter; Bette’s arms encircled Tina’s waist and Tina wrapped her arms around her neck as they deepened the kiss.  Moans were exchanged as their tongues battled stroke for stroke.  Bette heard a gasp as her hand caressed its way up to squeeze Tina’s breast.  Tina heard the same auditory expression when she in turn caressed and kneaded Bette’s ass.  They began a slow clumsy waltz towards the guest room not wanting to break contacting or wake their sleeping daughter.  Bette kissed her way to Tina’s neck sucking on her pulse point as Tina, while trying to keep her eyes opened, led them to the room.  They finally reached the designated spot and reluctantly broke contact to start undressing when their daughter’s tiny scream cut through their foreplay like a chainsaw cutting a ribbon.  It was back to reality for the frustrated parents who gladly tended to their screaming daughter.