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

    Story written on May 4, 2007 by helebette.
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=65576
    Author Notes:

    bette is such a complicated woman, and helena is chill and jenny is going to show up all the time cuz she’s funny, and tina loves tofu or maybe hemp, i haven’t decided

     

    Helena turned to Bette, who looked slightly confused and even a touch sad. “Darling, let’s just cut to the chase.  Why don’t you just spend as much time as you’d like with us, and we’ll deal with that moment when you do finally want to part, when it arrives.”

     

    “I feel like…”

     

    “Nevermind.” Helena waved her hand. “I feel like I’m overstaying my welcome, you feel like you’re tagging along, it’s all nonsense. I think  what is really happening here, is that we are enjoying ourselves immensely. Besides,” She added, “When do you ever relax? I mean when, really, does Bette Porter, the titan of titans, relax and just swim around and laze about and have…” She leaned forward, whispering “amaaazing sex, without any worries? Hmmm?” She hopped up from the table, with the intention of speeding her children along in their work, when Bette grasped her elbow gently.

     

    “Thank you.” Bette whispered, pulling Helena close.  They wrapped their arms tightly around one another’s waists before kissing fully and passionately. Their embrace seemed to last forever—they only tore their mouths apart when Jun Ying showed up behind them, poking her mother in the back impatiently.

     

    “Mummy, we’re ready now.”

     

    Bette drove, while Helena sat shotgun. She put her seat back as far as it would go, stretching her legs onto the dash, and leaning back to talk to her children. Helena put T.Rex into the cd changer and Bette had a hard time paying attention to the road as Helena sang along.  “Hey!” Helena shouted above the music. “Why did you thank me earlier, you gorgeous creature?”

     

    Bette laughed at Helena’s animated behavior. “Because I’m having the best weekend ever! Now stop dancing and let me pay attention to my driving!”

     

    Helena arched an eyebrow seductively, looking back to make sure that her children were sufficiently distracted, and tried to give Bette as much of a show as she could with limited space, and far too much clothing. There just wasn’t enough room though, so she stopped her dancing, happy enough just to sit sideways in her seat, stretching her bare legs onto Bette’s lap. Of course she also wanted Bette to know that she felt completely safe with her, that nothing Helena could do would actually shake Bette’s concentration. Bette’s hand was calm and warm as she caressed Helena’s leg.

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    2. 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!

    3. 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..,

    4. 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!

    5. 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

    6. 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?

    7. 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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