Previously… 

“Now that I know where you live, I think I can find it,” Alice said.

“What’s the address just in case we do get lost,” Shane said cautiously.

Tina pulled out her business card.  “Here take this and hurry back.  I’ll have something cooked when you get back.”

“O.K.” Alice said as they walked thru the door, got in the car, and drove back to the apartment.

TBC…

Kit looked from Bette’s hand to Angelica’s neck and shook her head.  “Now who’s going to tell me what happened?”

“Momma beat up mean old Mary after she threw Angie into the wall,” Mark blurted out.

“Yeah!  She broke her hand on Mary’s crooked nose,” chided Chris proudly.

“Wait a minute!  Hold up!  Who is this jive turkey, Mary and what the fuck is she doing laying her hands on my niece like that?” Kit yelled looking at Angelica’s neck noticing the old mark.

“I’d rather not talk about Mary until Shane and Alice get back, that way the story can be told and not have to repeat it!” Tina stated firmly.  “What are we going to have to eat?” she asked Kit.

“O.K.” Kit answered.  “This is New Orleans.  How about some Cajun cuisine?”

“Yeah, but what do you want?” Tina asked again.

“Well, I don’t know.  There’s so much to choose from.  Why don’t you surprise me,” Kit replied.

“I need to relax for a bit,” Bette slurred.  “Can I lie on your bed T?” she asked.

“Sure babe,” Tina responded.  “Come on.”

Tina helped Bette to Tina’s bedroom.  Bette shut the door behind them, pushed Tina against the wall, and planted the most passionate kiss on Tina’s lips.

“Babe,” Tina managed to say between kisses.

“Yes?” Bette answered between kisses.

“What are you doing?” Tina asked.

“Having my way with you,” Bette replied, but stopped.  “Don’t you want this?”

“Babe, I want this more than anything, but the kids are up and Kit is waiting in the living room,” Tina said regretfully.

Bette knew Tina was right, but the medicines and not being around Tina was making her horny.  She wanted to take Tina right then and there.  She leaned in and gave Tina another kiss, which was broken up by a knock at the door.