As the shock of her new-found knowledge (Jodi’s deception with the world but especially her) seeped into Bette’s psyche, Bette found herself needing Tina on a level that she had not ever before. The only place she had ever felt truly safe or secure was with Tina she had to admit. Lying in T’s arms with Tina’s soft weight above her and the couch beneath her back Bette felt herself wish that the world would disappear and all the existed was the two of them. For now it can Porter, for now it can. Just be lay down your sword and shield and just be. Shifting her weight Bette positioned them side by side on the couch and reached up slowly to caress Tina’s hair. Then she slowly traced a circling path across Tina’s forehead and ran her fingertips along Tina’s jaw line ending at her lips. A soft pleading sigh was Tina’s response to the motion of her fingers. Immediately Bette felt her body respond to the sound God T, you have no idea what that sound does to me!! Bette thought as she felt desire shoot through her. Replacing her fingertips with her lips Bette began to tease Tina’s soft, moist, slightly parted lips with her tongue. Tina arched her back and began to grind her hips into Bette, pushing Bette’s back into the solid surface of the back of the couch. A deep moan of need escaped Bette’s lips as she plunged her tongue at last into Tina’s mouth. Liquid electricity flashed between them as their tongues explored, demanded and dual for supremacy. Tina’s hips bucked and ground furiously against her as their mouths fought in their war of love. Bette barely registered Tina’s hands undoing the buttons of her shirt; it was the feel of Tina’s hand burning against the flesh of her shoulder as it shoved the material away that caught her attention. Tina fingers burned an aching path over her shoulder to the clasp of her bra and then pulled the offending material away tossing it to somewhere beyond the edge of the couch. Suddenly the cloth of Tina’s blouse and the pants between them was too much for Bette. She needed to feel Tina against her-no barriers. As she deepened their kiss Bette reached for the button of Tina’s jeans, opened them and pushed aside the panties she found to plunge into Tina’s soft, wet folds.