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    Original of the Species

    Story written on July 19, 2010 by anne83.
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    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=75962
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    Chapter 1 – B&T Beginning

     

    “Oh right… ok, champagne, Margarita and the tequilas… got it” Bette said as she got up.

     

    “And don’t forget to get the beautiful blonde that just sat at the far end of the bar for you” Helena added.

     

    “Funny Hel… how did you…” Bette asked rather confused.

     

    “Oh come on, I wish I had a mirror right now so you could see your goofy expression. Go get her tiger” Helena told Bette trying to encourage her friend.

     

    “I… I wouldn’t or couldn’t… what if she’s waiting for someone?” Bette said looking like a twelve year old.

     

    “Nonsense, would you allow that hot stuff to come here all alone?” Alice asked making a very good point to Bette.

     

    “I guess you’re right… so you think I should… go for it?” Bette asked getting nervous and anxious all of the sudden. It had been a while since the brunette had picked a girl in a bar, or anywhere for that matter, but there was something different about this blonde. Sure Bette checked her out until exhaustion, she HAD a killer figure but that was not the first thing that came to Bette’s mind at the moment.

     

    “If you don’t go for it someone else will, now hurry up… they have been checking her up already” Helena said trying to get the brunette to move faster than anybody else.

     

    Once Bette had reached the bar she placed her order and finally decided against everything her reason was telling her, so she turned on her side like casually waiting for her drinks to be delivered and intentionally looked at the blonde, exploring her from head to toe.

     

    When her eyes climbed back towards that excruciatingly beautiful face she had seen seconds ago, she discovered the most amazing hazel eyes staring right back at her and Bette immediately felt week on the knees and her stomach made a flip flop.

     

    After a few seconds of intense eye contact Bette found herself being busted and smiled that million watt smile of hers at the same time she blushed, something she wasn’t used to do for she was the one always making women blush.

     

    Oh what the hell… what have I got loose anyway? Bette thought to herself for self encouragement, so she took a couple of steps towards the stunning blonde and extended her hand.

     

    “Hi… I’m Bette Porter and I’m busted” And THAT is the best you can come up with? What the fuck Porter? She thought to herself.

     

    The blonde slightly chuckled at the gorgeous brunette’s expression. She was whishing she would introduce herself ever since she saw her making her way from her table towards the bar. Something about that tall and breath taking beautiful brunette held her attention hostage.

     

    “Nice to meet you, I’m Tina Kennard” The blonde shyly replied taking Bette’s hand in her own.

     

    Electricity.

     

    Thunder.

     

    Or a million watts.

     

    Whatever you wanna name it, that’s what they both felt and their lives would never be the same again.

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    12. Oh WOW!!!!!!!! By all means, please continue. I’m so hooked. I can just hear Tinas’ chuckle. Thanks for coming back and sharing with us.

    13. YOU MUST CONTINUE THIS!…But what is Bette’s job?..you never write what her job is?..she’s not a curator again right?…And what is the “Item?”..but this is good..i loved Bette and Tina’s beginning!

    19. I noticed that you started updating this story again so I came back to read it from the beginning. Interesting, I remember this one a little especially the part where Bette and Helena are the best friends and of course Alice in the mix. Tina and Better first contact was awesome. My journey continues.

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