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    Love Revisited – Coming Home Part 50

     

    “I think we better put some real food into us first, babe.”

     

    They had a great dinner.  Bette was still open to talking about her day and the problems and headaches with the latest exhibit to be put on at the CAC.  She actually did feel better unloading this; still, there was that nagging part of heralways popping up announcedthat didn’t want to burden Tina with all the *****.

     

    Every time she would begin to feel the tug from the old Bette to just stop what she was doing, she’d say something like, “I don’t really want to talk about it.  I’ll work it all out.”  Then she would look at Tina and could read in her eyes, “Don’t go down that road again.  We won’t survive if we don’t talk.”   

     

    Bette understood not only would their relationship not survive, but she knew if she lost herself again, she doubted her ability to find her way back a second time.  One can only endure and recover from that kind of pain one time.   At least for her personally, she recognized that she didn’t have the emotional strength to go through losing herself and losing Tina two times.

     

    So buck up, Porter. Don’t pay any attention to the devil’s advocate tapping you on the shoulder and telling you what a great deal he’s got for you, if you would only go back to playing the game his way.  “Get the ***** out of my head and my life” she thought she mentally said.

     

    “You didn’t say that to Franklin, did you?”

     

    Guess I said it out loud.

     

    “No, not those words, but he essentially got the point.  He is such an *****.  You could actually see him being led by the nose whenever Helena is around.”

     

    And Bette then continued to unload her day without interruption by Mr. Mesostopheles.

     

    That was a close one, Tina said to herself.   She saw that Bette was having an internal conflict.  It was written all over her face.  She knew this woman so well that she immediately got it, that the statement had not been directed at Franklin. It was directed to the vestiges of the demons within Bette that were letting it be known they could break her resolve if she gave them a minute’s attention.

    Comments

    1. I can not believe the ecstacy of their lovemaking that you portray in your stories! I know it takes me to another level of conscienceness. I have to go and rest now!!!!!!!!!!WOOOOOOOOOOW!!!!!

    2. can i come to your house and just watch you write one of these. i would love to see the looks on you guys faces writing these. just wonder if they are anything like what you put on our faces. well, that was fun. hehe post again after youve recoperated. thanks.

    3. That was so hot… dammmmmm girl.. i loved it… now please the night can’t be over… remember its a buffet… they get to go back as many times as they like… and we want more… so…please continue

    4. ………I’ve finally exhaled. I’ve finally regained enough composure to tell you how phenomenal this chapter was. You are a true artist. I not only saw your words in my minds eye, but I felt them as well. Great job. Please post again soon.

    5. IM not sure i can even spell after that so im doing this slowly sweet jesus that was awesome im not kidding im still in a state of …im not sure lol but im a glutton for punishment so im gonna read it again thankyou so much for making my night! sigh!

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