It had been a few weeks since there first date…Yet they continued to see each other and talk to each other…Bette took it as slow as Tina wanted to go, not pushing the boundaries to far.

Yet Bette wanted to show Tina one of her most fun possessions that she had.

RING RING

“Hello.”

“Hey Tina.”

“Hey Bette. How are you?”

“I’m good, I was just wondering what you were doing this weekend?”

“Well I have papers pilled to the ceiling on this controversy case about…. Wait I can’t tell you that…Sorry confidentiality.”

Bette had to giggle, she loved the way Tina always did that…She always admired Tina’s caring side for the people that she defended.

“So I’m taking that as a no?” Bette inquired.

“… Ring me back in 45 minutes…I’ll have an answer for you then.”

“Ok then…. Dont work to hard and Ill talk to you in 45.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Lata.”

“Cya.”

Tina put the phone back in its cradle, wondering what Bette had planned for the weekend…. She always smiled when she thought of Bette, or something that reminded her of Bette.

Tina walked back into the lounge room, her laptop still humming away on the coffee table and beside it, the stack of papers she was telling Bette about. “Ok so I over exaggerated a little.” Tina thought to herself as she looked at the stack, which was only about 30 cm’s in height. Tina walked back into the kitchen, trying to re-new her energy with full strength, black coffee… Naturally she would try any other remedy and leave this one till last…However times were tough and work got the better of her sometimes… There had been a few occasions when Tina wouldn’t leave her office until 3 in the morning, only to go home, sleep for two hours, only to get up and go back to the office and finish off the work that was trying to be done 3 o’clock that morning.
She would also sometimes get up in the morning to find her cupboards bare, forgetting to do the shopping.
Then when she did finally go shopping, her mind was somewhere else, trying to figure out all the ways she could try and win the particular case, only to find that she had been wondering around the supermarket for an hour and had only picked up a can of mixed beans.

Tina shook her head in hopes that she would erase her mind of her thoughts. “I think I need to get out.” Tina verbalised. Picking the phone up once again and dialling Bette’s cell.

“Well hello Ms Kennard, long time, no speak.”

“Very fun Ms Porter…I just rang to tell you that I would love to accept your invitation for the weekends event that you have planned.”

“Well thats very good to hear…. May I ask you a few questions? Its in regards to this weekend.”

“You may.”

“Do you get car sick, sea sick or airplane sick?”

“Nope, nope and nope.”

“Good… Do you have casual attire in your wardrobe?”

“Yes.”

“Comfortable shoes? Preferably sneakers.”

“Yes.”

“Do you get nervous when youre not in control of something.”

“Sometimes.”

“Okay…. Black-lacy under-wear or red silk underwear?”

“I think black…WAIT!”

Bette stifled a giggle, when Tina suddenly realized that the question had to do nothing with the weekends tasks.

“Bette…That wasn’t fair.”

“What?!? It’s for research.”

“Research my *****.”

“I would love to.”

“Bette!”

“Sorry…Okay thats all the questions I need to ask…Thank you for your time Ms Kennard. I’ll.”

“Wait! Aren’t you going to tell me what we’re going to do?”

“Uhm No… I’ll leave that one to your imagination.”

“Bette.” Tina whined into the phone.

“Ahh little lady that isnt gonna work. I’ll pick you up at your apartment on Saturday at 9 am sharp.”

“Bette your going to get me up that early in the morning? Thats blassfamiy.”

“Well if you really want to know what I’m planning you will be up that early, waiting and willing to have fun and a bit of excitement.”

“Fine then… Can I see you before Saturday? Or are you to busy?”

“Sorry, I’m busy till then… But look on the bright side… It’s Wednesday… only a few more days until the weekend.”

“Ok then… Well I best be off…The paper work is calling my name. I’ll catch you on Saturday.”

“Cool. Sounds like a plan. Lata.”

The day seemed to pass very quickly…Tina finished the paper work that was on the coffee table and then opted to watch a movie.

“Ahh a classic.” Tina whispered as she pulled ‘singing in the rain’ out of its DVD cover and placed it in the receiver of the player. Settling down on her couch, popcorn in one hand and the remote in the other, Tina tried to relax and lightly concentrate on what was happening in the movie, yet her mind kept wondering off into another direction…Bette. Tina placed the popcorn on the coffee table, then leaned back into the couch, closing her eyes… She could see Bette in all her glory…Her eyes, her hair, her smile. Bette stood there, a light aurora circling her body. Then out of nowhere rain started to pour down, making Bette’s voluptuous hair sparkle. Her faced covered in little water droplets. Tina’s eyes started to go down Bette’s body. Down her strong shoulders, down further to her *****…Tina couldn’t help but shiver. Oh how she wanted to touch Bette. Her eyes scanned further down stopping at her abbs, my god did they look incredible…. Finally Tina slowly scanned right down to…

“Get a grip Tina!” Her brain chimed in just before she got to the preferred spot she was tempted with. Her eyes flung open.

“What the ***** wrong with me?” Tina clutched her chest, finding her pounding heart.

As if on que the phone started to ring.

“Hello?”

“Uh Hi.” Came the familiar voice. “Did I call at a bad time?”

Tina smiled, Bette always tried to nurture and care for her. “No, no you didn’t, I was just watching Singing in the rain.”

“And by the sound of your breathing it must be the erotic version. When your finished can I borrow it? I have a lot of tension right now that I have to release.”

Tinas eyebrows rose. “No it isn’t the erotic version and there’s nothing wrong with my breathing. And what type of tension do you have to release?”

“Oh you know normal tension…. This that and the other…You know how it is.” Came the nervous reply.

Tina sat up a little straighter on the couch, tucking her legs under her bum. “No I don’t know what normal tension is for you Ms Porter.” Tina was going to see if she could be sly to get the true answer out of Bette

“You know…. Just stuff…Anyway back to you…what were you really thinking about?”

“No youre not getting out of it that easily.” Tina whined. “What tension do you have to release?”

“SEXUAL TENSION…. Theyre happy I said it! Your ***** gorgeous…Every time I see you everything melts and then it suddenly gets hot…Then when I kiss you MY GOD! My hands itch to do more to you! I have to go home and well…you know.” Bette suddenly became shy.

“I’m sorry…”Bette sighed. “Now I put all this pressure on you.”

Tina was still a little dumbfounded by what Bette had expressed….”No….. No you haven’t put any pressure on me…I just didn’t know you felt like that about me thats all.”

“What is there not to like?”

Tina smiled. “Your very sweet. But I’m just not ready yet.”

“I know, I know…I’m really sorry for putting you in this predicament…. Hey wait a minute, this all started about you and singing in the rain…. What were you really thinking about?”

“Oh just about new things that have come into my life…That’s all.”

“Such as?” Bette replied coyly.

“Just how things have changed…. How I see things a lot differently.”

“Ok I just have to say this now…. But your just talking bullshit. It was about something sexual and I know it…. YOU WERE SMOKIN!”

Tina blushed. “Okay Okay since you were honest with me, I guess I should repay the favour… I was thinking…” Tina shook her head in embarrassment. “I was thinking about…. about you.”

“Oh really. What about me.”

Tina gulped…. “Well I keep seeing you in the shower. And I just get to that certain spot and then something clicks me out of it.”

“… Oh I could really say something there, but I’m not going too.”

“Ms Porter, were you going to imply something?”

“Maybe, but you’ll never find out…Anyway I best be off…. There is a cold shower beckoning me to stand in it.”

“BETTE!”

“What?”

“Now I have to go take a shower, coz I’m imagining you having a shower…. This totally sucks!”

“Lata gator.”

Tina heard the line end. ‘Damn her’ she thought to herself, as she looked up at the clock, seeing that it was ten. ‘***** it’ Tina grabbed the blanket that sat on the back of the couch, pulling it around her tightly, falling asleep almost instantly.