Previously On Hazed & Confused:

Brad: “Tina you’re so hopeless…she’s a flaming alpha-lesbo…but I’ve seen her around on the club scene …with that little blonde, you know the one with the big mouth.”

Tina: (laughing thinking of how crazy Alice is) “yeah Alice…she’s outrageous…but how am I gonna talk to her…what do I say?”

Brad: (Picking up a pillow an attacking Tina) “Tell her you love her…and you want to have a million of her kids.”

Shielding herself from her brother’s pillow attack she giggled and tried to figure out how she would clean this one up.

Chapter 12

After finishing the joint that Alice had left behind Bette decided that she should call it a night. She couldn’t seem to make sense of her encounter with Tina and she was too tired to even care. Dragging herself up the stairs she blindly made her way to her bed room. Plopping down on the bed she passed out just as she was, frustrated and fully clothed.

Tina on the other hand was having a much harder time finding the solitude of sleep. Eyes shut Tina found her mind only capable of conjuring up images of Bette. Remaining completely still she could swear that she could feel Bette above her, hovering dangerously, she remembered how soft Bette’s lips had felt. Feeling her nipples harden Tina tried to invoke the memory of Bette as she fondled her breast. Sliding her hand under her own tank-top, Tina decided she better take care of the building tension between her legs or she would be awake all night.

Bette’s night had been somewhat restless, but she had managed to drift off to sleep 3:00 in the morning. Swinging her legs so that they met with the hard wood floor of her bed room Bette made her way groggily down the hall to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror Bette ogled her reflection, she even look good with a hangover. Stripping down systematically she turned on the shower and attempted to wash away the ugly memories of last night. Allowing the water to run down her well sculpted body Bette began to move her hands slowly up and down her abdomen. Tina had thrown her into a dangerous state of arousal and she figured it best to “handle” her business as to start the day with a clear head. Moving her hand between her legs Bette found her already harden nub and rubbed it feverishly, bringing her-self to a shuddering orgasm almost immediately. Gripping the tile in front of her she attempted to balance herself as visions of a Tina topless on her couch flooded her brain. “Damn” was all Bette said as she collected herself and finished her shower.