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    50 Shades Of Bette Porter ch. 3

    I stirred awake, the sun was shining into the room and I rubbed my eyes. I panicked as I looked around, this isn’t my room. I then realized where I was, this was Bette’s suite at The Brink Hotel, I sat up quickly. My pants! Where are my pants? I quickly looked around and they were draped over a chair. I went over and put them on, right next to my pants, two painkillers and water. I take them and open the door.

    I walked out with my head down, this must be what the walk of shame feels like. As I walked through the living area I spotted Bette at the table reading the paper. I walked over and she looked up at me.

    "How are you feeling Miss. Kennard?"

    "Fine, better that I should. How did I get here," I asked, slipping into the chair across from her.

    "I brought you here, I didn’t want to risk vomit stains in my car while taking you back to your apartment so I brought you here."

    "Oh, did you undress me?"

    "Yes."

    "Where did you sleep?"

    "In my bed," she replied, oh my God, we shared a bed.

    "And we didn’t…?"

    "No, of course not, you were passed out and drunk. I wouldn’t take advantage of you like that."

    "I’m sorry."

    "It was quite an evening, one I won’t forget for a while."

    "You’re teasing me," I said, my face flushing.

    "Perhaps. Did you eat last night?"

    "No."

    "Christina, you need to eat before you go out. That’s drinking rule number one."

    "Are you giving me a lecture?"

    "You’re lucky I am just lecturing you."

    "What do you mean?

    "If you were mine, you wouldn’t be able to sit for days after the stunt you pulled. You didn’t eat, drank in excess and you put yourself at risk with all those bar patrons. I just hate to think of what could have happened to you."

    "Well I’m fine, in case you didn’t notice."

    "You wouldn’t have been if I hadn’t shown up. Next time Helena decides to get brave, I’ll teach her a lesson in manners."

    "Really? You’re quite the diciplinarian."

    "You have no idea," I lifted my eyebrow, not sure of what she meant, "Miss. Kennard, go have a shower, breakfast should be here in fifteen minutes."

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    Comments

    1. man…virgin?…..this is..a shock… how?…well at least Bette was such a considering person… …yeah make love to her Bette… cuz for her you’re the one. thanks.

    2. Wow this is crazy ……she is very controlling contracts Woh …..lol I thought she was going to lose it when she found out Tina was a virgin lol great update I’m glad you decided to make it longer please post soon

    3. That certainly was a tease! Well, I guess if Tina knows what she wants, she should go for it… but non-disclosure agreements and contracts? Yikes. I hope she has no regrets after it all. Thanks for the post! :)

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