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    #TLW 10 – Coz I love you

    Story written on February 23, 2014 by ally4cleo.
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    Story Shortlink: https://mail.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=83753
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    When I next said, “Coz I love you” it came out muffled because I was flat faced against the pillow trying to kiss it.   At some point, I think it was around the time I started to molest the pillow, I realised I’d have to get out of the bed eventually. It was Saturday.

    When I next said, “Coz I love you” it came out muffled because I was flat faced against the pillow trying to kiss it.

     

    At some point, I think it was around the time I started to molest the pillow, I realised I’d have to get out of the bed eventually. It was Saturday. I had plans. Exciting plans that involved fabric softeners, detergent, bleach and maybe even some ironing depending on how I was going for time.

     

    I started with my right leg. As soon as it made contact with the carpeted flooring the rest of my body protested, urging for it to return and wrap itself around Bette’s pillow where it would be better utilised. My will was weak this morning and so I drew my leg back into the warm bed. Who was I kidding… I was weak willed everyday when it came to Bette. Apparently anything that carried her scent was a weakness of mine as well.

     

    I spent the hour that followed indulging my weakness. It was a joyous time spent fantasying about Bette. I fantasied about the many things I could do to her if she were in the bed with me. The many things she could do to me. The many ways we could do it and the many places it could be done.

     

    I came four times or three …. that second orgasm was really just a roll off from the first. I was so jacked-up and sensitive it came easy and quick…. I counted it though, an orgasm is an orgasm.

     

    Before Bette self-love wasn’t something I indulged in much. I’d do it maybe once every couple of months, even then I needed a great deal of stimulation just to get me in the mood and never had I come four times in the space of an hour.

     

    First time I did it with Bette in mind was before our sixth date. I had to take the edge off or risk making a fool of myself. I skipped all the usual fanfare and simply went to work. I thought of her smile, the smile she got that made me love her. That’s all it took to get me over the edge. Later that night I really liked the things Bette did and even as a nervous novice I was certain Bette liked the things I was doing and that she wouldn’t change a thing.  We came together, several times and I was truly grateful that my parents had insisted I take piano lessons as a child. While I was knuckle deep in Bette’s heat I thought back to the crazy chants of my old piano tutor. “It’s all about the fingering. And don’t forget your 3 P’s! Placement, Precision and the most important of all Perseverance” As it turns out she was right.

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    9. Ally, this is truly fun to read. I love the bit about Tina realizing the benefits of her piano training as it benefits her lovemaking skills. That was an amusing, quirky thought. Their texting narrative was clever, too. I could really feel Bette’s mounting insistence in the zings she texted to wear down Tina’s resistance.

      I’m enjoying a writing exercise, too, of creating those moments off screen in this crazy place I decided to drop into that takes place somewhere in the season 5 narrative after their She Bar kiss. I tried my hand at writing one of Bette’s mental melt down inner narrative screeds. I hadn’t thought about going as far back into their history as you did. It’s a rich place to write from. Good choice, and nice going.

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