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Short Story on The Beginning of B & T
Oh Bette Porter, I knew I had to have her after that handshake, but as a friend. What? That was what I thought. I was straight back then right? And I had Eric Oh gosh, I just couldn’t get enough of her. We started to spend more time together and even if we couldn’t see each other for the day, we would call each other and catch each other before we went to bed at the end of the day. We clicked and became good friends almost instantly. I don’t know why it just so happened that every time when I felt this strong urge to call her or look for her, she just so happened to need someone to be there for her. That’s what happening to me too, I mean, when I’m feeling down or lonely and wish for someone to be there for me, it is just so coincidently Bette would call me and meet up with me. I love her company every minute, even if we were just getting pretty silent over the phone, I don’t know how to explain this, it just feel so good to have her there, with me
I love weekends who don’t? But I super love weekends after knowing Bette. We would spend times getting groceries, went to each other’s house to have cooking lessons for Bette. Oh, how cute she is when she was all concentrating and tensed up in just frying an egg. My heart just swelled by the childish alike Bette frying an egg, I just wished I could close the distance to her, putting my arms around her and kiss her tensed brows. Uh oh, what was that? This thought has gone beyond the friend border!
Bette is a career woman, even during weekends at home or at my place, she would bring her laptop over and get her job done during the lazy weekends afternoons. Bette is so strong and confident that it makes me feel so secure. With Bette around, nothing could harm me. That is why even if she offered me her guest room to take my nap in; I still prefer to sleep on her bed with her just a few feet away. Other than that, I love hugging her pillows shame on me to say that if I cannot hug the real person to sleep, I would just have to hug her pillows. With her scent all over me, I fall asleep easily and had more ‘dreams’, very ‘good dreams’ with her. *grin*
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this was great…to read about both of their thoughts and struggles, so intense and so true…thanks
Please please continue loved it
sweet
Awww so sweet, innocent and totally beautifull. Please post more to this story….I love it :o))
so sweet..can u continue?!..hehe
how sweet was THAT??! several times while I was reading I got that funny feeling in my stomach like you get when riding a rollercoaster…wow! Incredible! Thank you.
OK i thought i was gushing abit with the last chapter but i swear it really touched me …now youve just done it all over again that was beautiful it was romantic and so sweet it hits so many nerves and i love it…thankyou so much for a great story and im hopeing theres more ..Mmmmmm
an adorable story. Thanks! And please post again soon.
really, really, really,really marvellous!
thanx 4 the story, it’s absolutely beautiful, how do u expect 2 write such a wonderful story and not 2 be asked 2 continue, u don’t have 2 continue if u don’t want 2, but it would be lovely and beautiful if u did.
This story is so sweet, i really love it, please post soon!x
Beautiful and love it. Hope you will continue soon, thanks!
I’ve been waiting so long for you. Thank you for the post.
Wow, what a great story. I hope this continues!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nice to read Tina’s POV
These two posts about B & T’s struggels and thoughts are so beautiful and sweet. You do know how to put words together, nice. Post very very soon Zabo
Thank you for this beautiful and wonderful story,
my heart Tibette marveled at the
Tina’s thoughts about his love for
Bette.
10 Stars.