"Do you two want to come out tonight? We’re all going to HIT… it’d be a last get together before you leave tomorrow?" Shane asked

"I’m all for it…Bette?"

"Yea, sure. Why not? Kit was planning on having Angie all day today and tonight."

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"My fucking god you are so sexy," Bette said entering the bed area of the hotel room. Her eyes focused on the curves of Tina’s ass that were emphasized in the deep red, off the shoulder dress she had seemingly squeezed herself into. The neckline enhanced her breasts perfectly…all Bette could do was stare.

"Well you aren’t too bad yourself there, Miss Porter," Tina replied as she walked over to Bette and slid her hands up Bette’s black form fitting shirt.  Tina tilted her head down and licked in between Bette’s half exposed breasts up to her ear. "Actually, I think you look totally fuckable," Tina breathed.

Bette’s body tensed at Tina’s assertiveness. Her body began to respond to Tina’s recent actions and she tried to push Tina onto the bed.

"Nope!" Tina laughed backing away. "Let’s go!" she said with a smile as she headed for the door.

Bette exhaled sharply and followed Tina out the door, closing it behind her.

They arrived at HIT and were immediately let in even though there was a line beginning to form. Once inside the club, they located the VIP Room, retrieved their wristbands and entered in to join the rest of the group.

"TINA!" Alice yelled as she got up and stumbled towards the blonde. She hugged Tina tightly.

"How much have you had to drink al?" Bette asked curiously. "We aren’t that late…"

"She’s had about 6 shots already," Shane answered as the drunk blonde resumed her seat.

"Where’s Tasha at?" Tina asked

"Tasha! O, I think she’s working…." Alice attempted to say.

Tina and Bette looked at each other and busted out in laughter at their friend’s drunken state.

"Care to dance with me baby?" Bette asked her gorgeous blonde.

Tina simply smiled, not knowing what Bette was up to.

Bette led Tina out of the room and onto the dance floor. Bette wrapped her arms around Tina’s slender waist and guided her hips to match the rhythm.