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    Till We Meet Again // A B/T Beginning Story Chapter 9

    Story written on July 20, 2008 by MaverickLal101.
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    “I like it when you call me T…Please call me that from now on” she whispered breathlessly, her words sending shivers down Bette’s spine.
    Bette smiled. “I will, I promise…T,” she replied, pulling back to look tenderly into Tina’s eyes.
    It would be the first of many promises between the two.

    “God she is gorgeous.” Tina unconsciously licked her lips as her throat felt dry and thirsty, all the moisture driven out and collected elsewhere. But of course she would not acknowledge the small fact that looking at Bette across the room turned her on. She shamelessly checked out Bette’s sexy bare shoulders, plunging neckline, her cleavage that left little room for imagination, traveling down to the long slit that showed off her sexy and well-defined mocha legs. Oh god, the woman is sex on legs. Period.

    Yeah, you really got me now
    You got me so I dont know what Im doin, now
    Oh yeah, you really got me now
    You got me so I cant sleep at night

    You really got me
    You really got me
    You really got me
    Tina finished her wine with a gulp, stopped a waiter, gave him the now empty glass and downed two more drinks rapidly. The mixture of wine with ice-cold vodka and whiskey made her stomach burn and her head feel light and yet she wanted more, something stronger that could counter the exhilarating effect the divine-like brunette was having on her. Her creamy skin was flushed pink with arousal and her breathing shallow—she blamed the alcohol for how hot it suddenly felt in the room. Tina was most definitely hot and insatiable, but maybe not for alcohol.

    No woman, no wait, not even men had incited these deep sexual feelings in her. What the fuck is the matter with me? Tina thought to herself as she tried to gain control of herself.

    Bette found herself looking around for Tina as she waited for Alice to come rescue her from the hordes of people that she felt were staring at her. What are they looking at? She almost felt naked in the limelight. Oh, Bette knew she was attractive, but the men were gaping at her as if they had never seen a woman before, while their wives, girlfriends, mistresses, whatever were also staring at her with half envy and admiration.

    Her eyes fell on Tina and she almost tripped over nothing in particular. Oh, thank god for a bad knee, she could always feign to trip and be excused instead of attracting amused expressions from onlookers.

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