Tina was thinking, “Why is this woman making me so nervous, so unglued.  I’ve never had this happen to me.  I’m STRAIGHT for goodness sake.  Well I’m not going to let her get to me.  Bette Porter is so smug.  I’ll show her!”

The women were face to face just staring at each other (it seemed like a hour.)  Then out of nowhere, Bette grabbed Tina by the neck and kissed her.  When Bette finally released her, she saw that Tina was in shock; she looked like a deer-in-the-headlights. As Tina’s eyes finally started to focus again, Tina said, “Gee whiz, you folks are sure a friendly bunch out here in Hollywood!  I’m from Michigan, and we usually don’t kiss until after we actually go out on a date!”  Bette thought to herself, “Did she just say Gee Whiz?  Oh my god she is so innocent!

“ Oh fuck!  I’m sorry Miss Kennard.  I don’t know what came over me. But I have to say you are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen!”  Bette replied.   With that, Tina went up to Bette and stood right in front of her looking directly in to Bette’s eyes, (Now it was Bette’s turn to get nervous and look like- Bambi- in- the- headlights.)  Tina grabbed Bette’s face and pulled her down a little and tenderly kissed her on the lips, and then kissed the tip of her nose.  When Tina finished, she looked again into Bette’s eyes and said, “I didn’t give you any tongue, that will come after our first date!”  Then Tina turned around  (she had a very satisfied look on her face!) and went back to her desk and sat down.  Bette’s mouth was open. She was stupefied.  Bette couldn’t believe what just happened.  She closed her mouth and walked back to her chair and sat down.   (Bette was thinking, who is this woman! she’s just turned my whole life upside down with a kiss.  I’m at a loss for words!  I’m never at a loss for words.)

“Now Miss Porter how may I help you” Tina said very businesslike.  Bette tried to talk but instead she started stammering like Porky Pig!  Her face was red and she wanted to die on the spot.  Now it was Tina’s turn to be smug.  Tina handed Bette a glass and poured her some water.  As Bette was drinking the water and trying to compose herself, Tina asked again, “How may I help you?”