The guests were all in their places, all three hundred and thirty something.  Usually people begged off at the last minute not this time. At four forty five there were invited guests that were still in the valet parking line.  The ceremony had to be delayed so that everyone could be seated before it began. 

Angelica was both the flower girl and ring bearer and she took her job quite seriously ensuring there was a clear trail for her mothers to walk.  At four it was clear that she would be a beauty when she reached maturity.  She held the inner grace of both her mothers and standing in the wings they swelled with pride at their beautiful daughter. 

They met at the altar, Bette escorted by Shane and Tina escorted by Alice.  Instead of the traditional center isle procession the brides with their escorts came down their respective sides met the officiant in the center.  The space was arranged in a T shape.  At the top of the T, with associates and colleagues of the film, art and academia on either side and their friends and family behind them, they stood facing one another. 

The consummate moment had arrived.

Bette and Tina, Elizabeth and Christina faced one another at the altar.

Bette found that she was still stunned after all the years at Tina’s beauty.  She wore a white spaghetti strapped dress tinged with gold which accented her blonde hair and hazel eyes. Those eyes which blazed with love at that moment were trained on Bette.  The amber teardrops hanging from her ears twinkled in the sunlight.  The dress was three quarters length stopping just below her knees.

Bette let her gaze travel down the shapely calves to her feet.  Tina was hotter than ever but what really held Bette’s attention was the quiet confidence she exuded.  Bette may have been the one who proposed and Tina the one who accepted but the woman standing before her was not only offering herself but there to formally claim her. 

Bette met her bold gaze and her heart began to pound in a new way.  Tina began her own survey of her, leaving a trail of fire on her body.  It was as if Tina had swallowed her whole and consumed her inch by inch.  Her eyes travelled down her neck to her breasts which continued to swell, to her belly, growing with Tina’s babe, to her toes.  Her gaze lingered for a moment on her belly and the slightest smile of satisfaction tugged at her lips.