They managed to get as much as they could into the car for this trip.  Tina went into the bedroom to get Angelica.

“Hey, Angel, come on, let’s blow this joint.”  Angelica just gurgled and smiled.  

Bette was waiting at the door.  “Got everything you need, T?”

Tina took Bette’s hand with her free one, squeezed it and said, “Everything I ever wanted.  Take your girls home, will ya, Porter.” 

* * *

Bette’s cast was removed and when they took it off the hard, white, every moment reminder of Hellacious Creepfuckass was removed also – at least for the immediate future.  It was enough that she would be dealing with Faye Buckley’s trial.   One hateful ***** at a time.

* * *

The five weeks passing also brought the moment closer when Bette and Tina would be making love. 

Bette knew that Tina could have made love to her during this time and there were times that T did bring her to climax with her hands – but  oh, how she wanted to feel her mouth on her – but they both decided to wait until they could make full and complete love to one another. 

They wanted it to be a special time for the two of them, so they arranged with Kit and Shane to stay overnight.  Bette reserved a suite at the Chateau Marmont.  Neither of them wanted to be too far away in case of an emergency with Angelica. 

And tonight was the night.  Bette had arranged to leave work at 5:30.  It was 5:15 and she was just putting some things in order when the phone rang.

“Bette Porter.”

“Bette, it’s Nancy Richardson from the DA’s office.  I just wanted to give you a heads up on the case.  Jury selection will start next week.  You don’t need to be there, but I would like you and Tina to come in sometime next week in the afternoon or early evening so we can go over your testimony.  It shouldn’t take long.”

“I can arrange that.  Any ideas on how long the trial will take?”

“You never know, Bette.  I don’t want to tell you a time and then have something come up that will cause it to go longer.   I would like you to be in the courtroom for the opening statements to the jury, for Tina’s testimony and, of course, the day you testify.  I also want you present for one other witness’s testimony.  Other than that, you don’t have to be there for the doctor’s or the police or even your assistant’s testimony – not even for the verdict, if you don’t wish to.”

“Nancy, each time I have been in a room with Faye Buckley there were disastrous results.   I will make myself available for the time you wish me to be there.  Other than that, I’d prefer not to breathe in the same air she does.”

“I understand.  How’s Wednesday of next week at 4:30 pm?”

“It’s in my book.  If something should come up here, I’ll call you ahead of time.”

“Great.  See you then.”

Bette hung up and glanced at the clock.  5:30 on the nose.  I am out of here.

Bette called Tina to let her know she was on the way home.  T sounded like a school girl, all giddy and full of anticipation for a great date night.  Then just before she hung up, in a very low, throaty growl, “Bette Porter, I cannot wait for you to touch me, to feel your body on mine, to feel you inside me. I hunger for you.  Feed me soon – please hurry.“

Bette’s mind and body went into freefall.  Bette could feel her passion, her desire, her want and her longing jostling into position as if runners on a track.  They were all racing towards her T.

The starter’s pistol went off.  The crowds stood – they went wild.  They were whipped into a whirlwind of excitement.   This would be a race like no otherand the crowds  knew itthis race would have no losers.

 Passion, Desire, Want and Longing will all take First Place tonight

TBC