Present….

Bette: "Are you sure you want this?" She unbuttons Tina’s shirt and reaches inside and cups her left breast into her hand. Tina moans and grabs ahold of her wrist.

Tina: "Yes…" She looks into Bette’s eyes with fire and desire. "I want this." She undoes Bette’s belt and opens her slacks.

Bette: "But, what about your man? I’m sure he’ll be upset to know that I’m screwing his girlfriend in the next room." She slid the material down Tina’s arms and lets it fall onto the floor. She reaches under Tina’s skirt and pulls her underwear down.

Tina: "Fuck him. What he doesn’t know…won’t hurt him." She spreads her legs as Bette buries her face beneath her skirt. She kisses Tina’s inner thighs making a trail around her mound. Tina moans and groans. She could feel the alcohol making it’s way throughout her veins and body. She’s so relaxed within the moment. "Oh god…" She grabs ahold of Bette’s head and pushes it deeper into her center. She grinds and bucks her hips against Bette’s face-riding her harder and harder. "Shit…" She closes her eyes and enjoys the moment being played before her. The bass from the music hovers her voice…making it hard to hear her scream. She couldn’t think of anything else, but, what’s happening between her legs. But, when she thought about a woman pleasing her, instead of a man…she began to freak out. She removes Bette’s mouth from her opening. The brunette looks up at her, like she’s crazy.

Bette: "Did I hurt you?" She was concerned.

Tina: "I can’t do this…" She retrieves her underwear and slips them back on. Bette watches her like she’s crazy. What the hell just happened and why was Tina acting so weird?

Bette: "Did I do something wrong?" She stood to face the blond.

Tina: "No. This isn’t me Bette. I’m not gay. I’ve never been." She turns to leave and Bette stops her.

Bette: "Hold on…" She turns Tina around to face her. "What’s wrong?"

Tina: "This…." She waves her hand around the room. "Me…you…and this whole situation is so backwards Bette. I barely know you, and I’m about to hop into bed with you."

Bette: "You’ll get to know me over time." She gazes into the blond’s eyes assuring her she was telling her the truth.