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    Only Women Bleed – Chapter 11

     

    “Tell me,” Tina encouraged.

     

    “You make me want you so much.  Just touching your hand made me wet,” Bette gasped.  I can’t even tell you what this is doing to me,” she continued, gesturing with her arms to Tina’s hands on her breasts.

     

    “I’d like to see how wet you are,” Tina said while licking Bette’s ear.

     

    The phone rang, interrupting Bette’s daydream as she sat at her desk contemplating dinner that evening with Tina.

     

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    Tina dressed up for dinner at Bette’s house.  She wore a sleeveless mauve dress with a fairly conservative v-neck that still managed to highlight the lovely cleavage.  She donned earrings Angelica had made for her at camp the previous summer, and simple high heels that she knew accented the leg muscles that were becoming more toned due to “family nights” at the gym.  She brought a small bag of Angelica’s belongings, a bottle of wine, and Angie’s favorite cheesecake for dessert.

     

    “Hi Mama!” Angelica beamed as she opened the door for her mother.  “I can’t believe that you are finally coming over here.  Come see my room.” 

     

    “Hey Bette,” Tina called as she caught a glimpse of her as Angelica ushered her past the kitchen.

     

    “Hey Tina.”

     

    Angelica dragged Tina behind her through the living room and down the hall to her bedroom.  Tina dropped her packages on Angelica’s bed and looked around the room.  The bedding was elegant, “definitely Bette’s choice” thought Tina as she ran her fingers across the obscenely high thread count duvet that felt exquisitely soft.

     

    “Nice, really nice!” Tina exclaimed.  “And quite neat.”

     

    She turned away from the twelve-year-old as tears filled her eyes.  She picked up a photo frame that was turned at an awkward angle just to have something to focus on.  Her feigned interest turned into surprise when she saw a beautiful picture of her commitment ceremony with Bette.  The two women in white, laughing and holding each other by the arm, focused on each other, oblivious to the camera. 

     

    “Where in the world did you find this?” asked Tina.

     

    “Mommy, I mean Mim, has a whole bunch of these pictures.  We should look at them sometime.  I don’t know why you haven’t shown them to me before, they’re hilarious!  Angelica did a little pirouette and then shouted out, “Let’s eat!  I’ve starving!”

     

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    Comments

    1. I was completely stoked that they’d finally gotten to getting it on, then that phone rang. Ah well. These guys need to talk, and get to the root of *everything*. More soon, please, 24. Thanks

    2. Hi 24BetteandTina, What a tricky soul you are. Getting me all hot and btohered as Bette and Tina started to make ammends. then pulled the rug from me as this was all Bette’s day dream. At least, Bette is having these thoughts. Now can’t wait to see what dinner adn famiy night will bring. More please and thank you so much for this teasing chapter. Your Loyal Fan.

    3. I see this is the last chapter you update noooo why is that dont you know how brilliant this story is. ..please come back and update

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