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Laid Up: Another Season 3–Chapter 25B
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Tina’s jaw dropped open as she listened to Bette. She didn’t say a word. Her thoughts went to Bette’s tight and muscular body. True, she’d seldom seen her touch herself. There had been times when they had been making love and Tina would take Bette’s hand and place it between Bette’s legs. Bette would laugh and encircle her fingers around Tina’s wrist and move Tina’s hand there. On the other hand, Bette had encouraged and watched Tina love herself many times.
Tina listened as Bette said, “Tee, you looked so beautiful in that green top. Glowing. Definitely. Your hair was just so shiny and your face. . .Jesus. I was just so turned on by you. And-and when we held hands at Doctor Wilson’s office, it was electric. I never wanted to let go. When we went to the market I wanted to reach out, take you in my arms, hold you, lose myself in your arms, feel what it was like to kiss you again. God, I really wanted to kiss you. And Tee, you can’t imagine how I felt when we were standing in your kitchen and. . . Well, like I had said, you held all the cards. You wanted to hug me and just that touch was more than I could have hoped.”
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Bette’s eyes closed as her hand gently glided over her flat abdomen. “You came to me, embraced me and. . .God, Tee. . . Right now, I can feel exactly how it felt that day. Baby. . .” Bette’s teeth were slightly gritted and she spoke through that barrier. “Baby. . .” Bette’s eyes teared, but no tears fell. “It felt so good to caress you, to have my arms around you. I had longed to hold you, Tina. All of those months I missed you. . .” Bette spoke softly and nostalgically, “. . . so much and needed you and I thought it would never happen again. And-and-and there you were, wrapping your arms around me and accepting my arms. And. . .” Bette sucked her lips into her mouth and pressed down to control her emotions. Finally, she said, “And I didn’t even know what to say. For the first time in my life, I had absolutely no planned words. All I knew was that it felt so good to just be doing that, to just be holding you again.” Bette picked up the phone. She wanted her words to be so clear when Tina played this message back. She placed the phone on the pillow and turned her head to the mouthpiece. “Tee, I wanted us to be forever and still do. I never stopped wanting us to be forever. When you held me that day and my lips were so close to your neck, my mouth was begging me to let it open, take your skin, lick and suck the flesh, kiss your neck over and over. Then you broke contact and I didn’t know what any of it meant. You brushed my hair back. Remember? You brushed my hair back and stared at me and I thought my heart would pop out of my chest when you touched my lip with your thumb. And then you kissed me. You-you-you leaned in and kissed me, then pulled away, and I thought I’d die from wanting you. I wanted to do what I always do, go for it, lean in, bring you back to me, but I-I just watched and waited. You took off my jacket and looked at me, and then you. . . God.” Bette was quiet for a moment. “You put your hands on my. . .” Both of Bette’s hands came up and squeezed her breasts. “I-I’m touching them now, like you did. Squeezing them the way you did, Tina.”
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Oh. My. God. That was freaking awesome, but WHO TOOK BABY A?!? Already, it seems like a hours ago that I was laughing at Al and Dane and the armpit licking, and Bette whooping as she left the retreat, and wondering what Carmen was gonna do after she ran out of beers to pour out, and hoping Henry didn’t yell once that EEG showed Tina’s been dodging the pills, and hoping that Steph didn’t get too crazy with the vengeance, and that Hels would hear some news about Dylan and that Peggy would help her daughter track Dylan down, and fanning myself over that call of Bette’s that didn’t quite make it to voicemail, and cheering on Al and Carmen’s rescue of Dana from that Aryan-esque creep-all freaking bloody AWESOME- because all I can think about now is that SOME NUTJOB-Steph? Josh? Marcus?-TOOK ANGELICA! For the love of all things, I so hope you’re posting soon, Portia. But still, this was so good I have to say it thrice, AWESOME! Thank you for the chapter. I literally cannot wait for the next chapter. Cheers
Loved the quote: Gladwell who told a story that a friend of his told him: ‘to a worm in a jar of horseradish, the whole world is horseradish.’ … Glad you’re turning S3 & S4 horseradish into something far more palatable… ;-)
This was beyond belief, every time you post you amaze me, your writing is without fault, exceptional, brilliant, outstanding. My head is swimming…I see the season being what it should have been, thankyou. I know you take a while between posts, obviously it takes time to write…but plspls if you could don’t leave us hanging too long…really it’s going to kill me to wait…but I will, every patiently…THANKYOU PORTIA
Bette’s struggles at the Buddhist retreat, her desperate, heartbreaking attempts to communicate with Tina, that amazing “voicemail,” and all the other storylines are a tour de force, pure and simple. How totally cool to discover that you drew on Ossie Davis’s own words in your wonderfully rich portrayal of Melvin. Missing Baby A, needless to say, is a cliffhanger extraordinaire. A huge thanks for the effort you’ve put into this awesome story.
thanks! the time and effort that must go into this is unbelievable. please know how much i look forward to one of your updates.
What an absolutely brilliant story you continue to weave! I am awed that you are able to develop each character so fully. Loved, loved, loved your description of Bette lost in her memories of their reconnection during the ultrasound and subsequent afternoon delight. So sizzling hot while tender at the same time. Great read, Portia!
oh no, not the baby…what a cliffhanger…please,please keep the baby safe and get bette home asap…great as always
what a chapter… there was so much… stephine is a nut case… henry is at times not all there either… and i’m glad tina is getting better… all those meds… damm… enough is enough… but now to the important part… WHO THE HELL TOOK ANGIE… i hope it was maybe alice or shane and they just turn around with her in their arms… it better not be josh… if it is… well he will be dead in the next chapter… PPS…
First, I must say thank you for this extraordinary chapter. I’ve been home sick for three days and barely able to focus on anything but your 82 pages (damn, 82 pages!) kept me awake and reading. For some reason I had thought that you were finishing this story with this chapter (I don’t know why I thought that) so I was really excited to see that this wasn’t the end. I know how much time and effort it takes to write just two or three pages so I am truly impressed with this magnum opus!!
I’m leaving a comment in advance as there’s no way I can read 82 pages right now. FUCKING AWESOME! I didn’t even have to read the chapter to know that. lol
Wow!That was awesome! by far this is the longest psot I have ever reading! If your not thinking about a book please do so. You have some awesome talent!!! As for Baby, the suspects were set-up perfectly! Stephanie, Josh, Marcus. But you know I somepoint I had a feeling this would happen and for some reason I had Theresa as the perptrator! Can’t wait for the next chapter!
Amazing, this chapter was just amazing the journeys you take us on in Bette’s memory are priceless. The advice her father gave her to the different expereinces between her parents have all been such amazing insight. Excellent. I just needed to tell you what an awesome job you’ve done. Thanks for writing it.
i can’t wait for the next chapter either this story is the bomb i enjoy stories that includes most of the gang..the arm licking was funny, weird but i thought it was cute lol :) grrrrrrreat work you do danish so well!!!
Fabulous! Please don’t let anything happen to Angelica, especially cuz her mama B is on her way home. I don’t know how either women could cope without her. Bring Dylan back for poor Helena. And tell Carmen to get that stick out of her butt :). Love, love, loved it! Can’t wait for more! Thanks Portia