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    Long Way Home 13 (TLW/BG x-over)

    Dinner was a relatively casual affair, neither Bette nor Tina speaking about much more than the mundane. Angelica was both eating and amusing herself with the food.

     

    When Tina kept their daughter, she tended to serve dishes without sauce, especially now that the child insisted on feeding herself.

     

    Bette had ordered in pasta, and hadn’t seemed to come to the decision yet that perhaps some things were a bit messy for the table. In any case, Tina volunteered to help with Angelica’s now non-optional bath, leaving Bette busy wiping the red stains from around the dining area.

     

    Wanting a break from doing the dishes – loading the dishwasher, actually – Bette walked back to peek on how the bedtime ritual was going. She was surprised to see that Tina had stripped off her blouse and was sitting on the floor next to the tub dressed in jeans and bra, with a towel over her lap.

     

    A red bra. A fact that Bette had not noted through the thick material of the blouse.

     

    Tina looked and saw Bette standing in the doorway, no doubt thinking of more than just bedtime. Still, she wasn’t about to make anything easy on Bette.

     

    “How are things going?” Bette asked, finally, finding her voice.

     

    “A little splashy.” Angelica demonstrated the reason for the towel. “But not too bad.” Tina sent a rubber ducky towards where Angelica was seated.

     

    “You getting pruney, Boo?” Bette asked, stepping into the room.

     

    The response was a headshake and another splash, with Tina being the nearest target.

     

    Bette stifled her laugh. “Oops.”

     

    “Yeah, I’ll give you ‘oops.’” Tina got up, slipping behind Bette. She swirled the towel a couple times and did a perfect snap against the taller woman’s ass.

     

    Bette turned and shot Tina a look of incredulity.

     

    “Oops,” was all Tina said, and she headed from the room, towel draped over her shoulders.

     

    Bette grabbed another towel and scooped up Angelica. For the second time in the day, the child was not yet ready to leave the water. Her complaints on this issue were registered quite loudly.

     

    The screams had Tina running back to the pair. “Is she okay?”

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    Comments

    1. I’m always reading, rarely commenting, as I’ve only seen “Bad Girls” a few times, but I’m a sucker for Tibette, especially with little Jelly… please keep posting

    2. Yikes! Somebody roll up a newspaper and kill the giant bug that crawled up Tina’s ass. I’d appreciate it if you passed me some red, I’m feeling brave. Why didn’t you read me this story twice? Hope things aren’t so prickly over at Helen and Nikki’s hotel.

    3. Wow, Bette’s just had one of those days where almost every interaction she’s had has failed on some level or other. Sometimes there’s nothing for that but to write it off and try again, with hopefully a much clearer head, the next day. Maybe after a good night’s sleep, Bette will be able to take a page from Nikki’s book and actually say what she’s feeling, without the blundering missteps of taking Tina for granted, but then again, that’s maybe a bridge too far at this point. There’s also the matter of her unresolved thing with Jodi… I do hope she’ll figure it out. Thanks for the chapter, and post when you can, pseud. Cheers

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