Love Revisited – Coming Home Part 11

Previously

In a voice just above a whisper Tina said out loud what she declared to only herself earlier this afternoon – words she has not spoken to Bette in six months: I love you, Bette. I always have. I always will. Tina felt the teardrops as they landed on her ear.

In moments Bette Porter and Tina Kennard slipped into a much needed slumber.

What a difference a day makes24 little hours

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In what seemed likes minutes but actually had been about 6.5 hours, the night left the sky over the city of West Hollywood, the suns rays blistered across the brightening blue expanse and broke in splintered rays through Tinas bedroom window. Their light spread across and blanketed the bodies of the two sleeping women. It was going to be a warm day in WeHo and LA.

Bette stirredummm, nice dream, she thought, very nice dream indeedshe had been with Tina – WITH Tina in a bout of ***** amazing ***** and then we fell asleep with me spooning her, my arm draped over, hand on her very pregnant bellyummm, yes, a lot better indeed than the horrid dreams that had invaded her fractured sleep the past six months.

In her awakening state she began to stretch her leg and arm – – I must have bunched the pillows up in front of me – she opened one eye, then the other, her still sleepy gaze taking on the mixed expression of surprise and shock. She lifted her head slightly, stretched her neck up, chin jutted out and over the body she was spooning – No, Im definitely awake and this is definitely Tinas body. She turned her head slowly, taking in the room – Yep, definitely Tinas bedroom.

The sledgehammer of reality slammed down on her brain and opened her mind instantly to the what is of wakefulness. She looked to her right and saw her white casted arm – Christ, what a day that was!

Someone with some talent could put together a great tv drama series with those events. Yeah, like a true to life ***** drama will ever be aired on tv. Times, they are a changin but not that much. Can you see those right-wingers now – waving their signs, thumping their bibles frantically? Two women making and sharing love? NO, NO! The sky will fall, society will crumble, cities will collapse! Oh well, theres always hope, right? Someday someone will have the balls to show us to the masses for what we are – just human beings, no different than they, sharing love, making mistakes, going through life searching for, finding, sometimes losing and then regaining back that one special person.