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    Working Late

    Story written on November 6, 2004 by Gaymo.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=50179
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    Bette is working late at the office and Tina decides to pay her a visit. Not for the faint hearted. Or those who like organised desks. Set somewhere in the past, before Li’l Gaymo was even a twinkle in some artist’s eye.

    "Tee," she looked up, stricken, seeking comfort from the warmth that emanated from her lover’s face.  "If I don’t get this exhibition back on track…" she trailed off, knowing that Tina could have finished her sentence for her if she had wanted to.  There were times when she wasn’t sure what she’d do without Tina; times when she didn’t even want to think about what she’d do without her.  Alice had once leveled the accusation at her that she just liked having someone around in relationships and Bette had grudgingly, albeit silently, agreed with her.  Women before Tina had eventually bored her; they never challenged her in the way she desired and needed.  Being Bette, she would never have asked them and relationships inevitably drifted into distance and solitude.

    She had known instinctively that Tina would be different.  The first time they had ever met, that stupid incident with the earring.  They often giggled together about how something so insignificant could have had such far-reaching effects for both of them.  How something meaningless could have beckoned something meaningful into their lives.  She’d tried to hide from Tina, of course she had, but it had alarmed her how quickly they had reached a point where nothing lay between them.  The way Tina looked at her, reading her; just like the way she was looking at her right now, she felt utterly naked and vulnerable.  A tiny shiver flitted down her spine, buzzing into her hips and shivering through her pelvis.  The intensity of those eyes…

    Bette swallowed.  She didnt like to spend hours waxing lyrical about how much she loved Tina.  To anyone.  It was something that had always annoyed her about lesbians, the constant self-justification for the way they felt.  There was something unseemly about public proclamations, something that she just didn’t understand.  And yet, despite her feelings to the contrary, Bette sometimes felt that she wanted to spend hours telling Tina just how she felt about her.  But she was afraid she could never find the words and held it deep within her heart, where she was sure it belonged.

    "Bette," Tina took a step forward and stood directly in front of her lover, leaning prone against the desk, her deep brown eyes etched in panic, her body tensed with the realization of how much was depending on her.

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    13. Here’s the deal.. I am totally in awe of this masterpiece and naming my first born after you is not enough. I am giving him/her to you as a present:) I do not know what else to say except that every word you wrote was titilating. I want to quote my favorite part but then I would have to cut and paste the whole thing. I mean, I am floored, thudded, splayed, spooned..OMG… I knew I was in for a great ride with ” Is that an offer?”.. Gaymo, I know that I have professed my love for you many times last night, but hot damn, I love you! (Nek, be quiet:)). I cannot stop rambling. I hate IC just because she is not you! Give me some more please..Oh, and ” would you like to be?” was too much for my TiBette loving heart to handle… Yes, I would like to be.. OMG.. I need to go before this comment box kicks me out for sheer stupidity!

    20. so hot! loved every word. your writing is fantastic. i especially loved in the summary, “not for the faint hearted. or those who like organized desks.” lmao. i’m guilty of the last part, which is probably why i don’t do office visits, however, i might bite the bullet! *wink* thanks for writing. :)

    21. Shit. I said I wasn’t ever, ever, ever writing again after your last story. Wasn’t that enough? Now you write this and force me to pledge my undying love to you for your erotic literary skills?

      *sigh* Fine. If you insist. :D

      Delicious story. And definitely easier on the heart than the last one. I completely look forward to another story by you. 5 stars!!!

    22. I’ve never read any of your stories before, but something about this one caught my attention. Can’t say I was disappointed at all. It actually reminds me of something I did years ago, but it was still light outside. ALL doors were locked though (wearing huge grin)! Great chapter…keep writing.

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