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    Too Much Time on My Hands Has a Sequel and Now I Need a Better Title

     

    Bette shook her head. “It’s too cold. And I’m tired, so it’s making me feel colder than I actually am. Let’s go inside.” She brushed her lips across Helena’s forehead, reaching for her.

     

    “What happened?” Helena lay her cheek against Bette’s shoulder. Her question was vague but Bette knew what she meant.

     

    “I don’t know. I just panicked.” Bette pressed her hands against the small of Helena’s back. “I didn’t understand how I could suddenly be attracted to you, just all at once like that.”

     

    “It was my bikini.” Helena said, sighing. “I should have worn something you would find less enticing. You’re such a lesbian. Then what happened?”

     

    Bette thought for a moment. “I guess while we were in the car, on our way to the airport. I didn’t feel pressured by any of you, but I felt like…like I wanted that to be my life, or at least a part of it. Just hanging out on the beach and listening to what your children have to say about things, and you sitting next to me in the front of the car…and seeing you the way I did on that morning after we made love…”

     

    “You scared yourself.” Helena added. “You narrowed your future down to something you imagined you wanted, instead of just experiencing what was right in front of you.” She reached around to lay her hand against Bette’s chest.

     

    “People just…just leave…” Bette whispered. “I never thought Tina would leave, but she did. And with Jodi, I just tried so hard to make it something that it wasn’t—and then I just stopped trying.”

     

    “You have to get over your worry and start letting yourself care for people again. You have to open up, because life is too short…” Helena removed her hand and pressed her lips where Bette’s chest was tight with grief.

     

    “How is this going to go…” Bette asked. Helena’s hands moved up her back, her arms tightening around Bette’s sides. Her lips left a trail of kisses along Bette’s throat. She told her their story—about two people who were struggling to live life to its fullest, finding each other when they were least expecting it.  As the story continued, Bette began to laugh softly. Helena had found a way of telling her what would happen in the vaguest terms possible.  When she got to the naughtier parts of their story, Bette burst into louder laughter, pulling Helena in for a kiss before leading her into the house.

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    1. Well that was beyond hot. I love the family scenes too (Wilson and his tea party!). Helena’s kids remind me (in spirit at least) of Edina’s eccentric offspring on Ab Fab; luckily for them, Helena’s parenting skills are considerably more evolved than Edina’s. And Tina? I always suspected she’d end up with a tofu farmer. As for the parallel-universe explanation, it’s fiction so why not? Bette and Helena rule in all three dimensions!

    2. okay, i just exhaled…and a few other things…whew…that’s about all i can say…delicious, decadent…umph! you sure don’t leave anything to the imagination…can’t wait for the next installment..,

    3. You know there is a time when words can not be express for a situation and this is that time. If I had to choose between any of your stories as my favorite, I honestly could not or would not. Thanks for taking the time to share it. When I wonder can you top your last one you always seem to come through.Terrific as always!

    4. Ive been reading your stories this past week, and I love your style of writing. I can’t wait to read the next installments.PS. Fuck Tina’s brains, off with her fucking head

    5. Gee…one plant is either one too many or not nearly enough. They keep going like that, neither one should have too many insecurities about the other. But helebette, it occurs to me that you have a real vendetta about Tina’s brains. They were eaten by zombies in “Planet Terror”, you just gave her a lobotomy in “Life Happens” and now in this one she’s dating a farmer who grows tofu(?) on what may be a cult compound, which would require the complete absence of brains. Jesus, what did she ever do to you?

    6. i really, really luv your writing, and of course the pairing of helebette, but my favorites of yours, were the ones where they have the conflicts, but have no choice but to cum together anyway, i think when they are both in full alpha mode, and trying to fight the attraction but to no avail is so damn hot!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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