“Just ***** babe.  Why does it matter?”  Tina quizzed, not wanting to reveal who it was because then Bette might have known why she’d been so aggressive and needing earlier.  Her one night with Sam had given her food for thought about her ***** life with Bette.  It had been missing something before, sheer and pure passion, animalistic lust.  She pushed the thought from her mind.  You.  Love.  Bette.  Period, end that discussion.

            “I was just curious.  You picked her up?”  Oh what wicked webs we weave.  Thought Tina, one lie, turns into another.  Next thing she’d be lying about how much the groceries cost, but she had to spare Bette the pain.

            “Bette, why are you doing this now?  You’re ruining the after glow.”  Door banging, running foot steps.

            “TINA!” Came Alice‘s voice from down the hall.  They both jumped up and rushed to close the door.  “Tina!  Open up!”  Alice pounded on the closed door.  It was locked, she shook the *****.  Then Alice muttering about something and then.  “It’s ***** important!”

            “Umm… Al, give us a minute.”  Tina yelled, they scrambled comically for their clothes and jumped into them, Bette missed a button and Tina looked for her under wear.    “Where are they?”  Said Tina in a deep low voice, Bette shrugged.  Tina opened the door and Alice came bursting in.

            “You ruined my entrance.  *****.  Sam got hurt, she was attacked in the ER, and Dana just called me.  Hi Bette.”  Alice said, putting the equation together.  “OH!  Wow guys, did you do it on the desk like in the movies?”  Tina looked at Bette and neither said a word.  Tina saw her underwear by the desk and motioned with her eyes to Bette to where they were.  Bette said; trying to move nonchalantly to the underwear.

            “Is she ok?”  Tina wanted to know too, but she sure didn’t want to show too much emotion regarding the tomboy.

            “Yeah but hello!  Stabbed, friend, hospital?”  Alice said, walking over to the under wear, bending down and picking them up with pinched fingers.  “Thongs.  Nice certainly not yours Bette.”  Alice said with a knowing look.  And Tina snatched them from her hand, putting them behind her back.