{"sf1_id":106474,"sf2_id":"znJd797e","title":"Tina's Story Chapter 28 A little this, a little that.....","author":"Gray Muzzle","words":927,"posted_at":"2009-10-25T01:46:00.000Z","tags":["Canine","Human","Hybrid","Series"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/106474-tina-s-story-chapter-28-a-little-this-a-little-that","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/znJd797e","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b0/3f/b03fdef5-8eb0-40c5-afc8-f0217bfe66f2","description":"#9 of Tinas Story","content":"It is now the morning after, Ray and Tina waking up in ther big splendid bed......  \n  \n\"YAWNNNNNNNNNNN!, Morning, Hon....\"Tina leans over, and kisses Ray.  \n\"Oh, Morning, Kitten...\" Ray responds, sleepily  \nThey are waking just as they fall asleep, in the big, fluffy bed, just as they fell asleep....  \n\"You know, I dreamed that we.....(looks down at his body, completely free of hair) uh, I guess it wasn't a dream......  \n(Tina looks around the room, the half eaten steaks, the little leopard briefs, the purple cami she is wearing.....  \n\" No, no dream\" she admits, sheepishly.  \nIt is now time to head home. As much as they have enjoyed their trip, they have reached it's end. It is now time to pack up., and head home.  \n\"Gotta get up....\" Ray mumbles  \n\"I know....I know....\" Tina replies.  \nEventually, they get up; they shower and dress. Tina wears a new blue mini dress, gathered at the hem, and her new mink coat.She has new, knee high, high heeled boots. Ray wears khakis, and a pink polo. The bags get ;packed. A cab is called and they are off to the airport.....  \n\"It was...like a dream\" Tina says.  \n\"I felt the same way\" Ray replies \"But it's time to go back home\"  \nTina snuggles to Ray's side. She enjoys the last few moments in Nassau, but, before long, they are at the airport. They check in, and prepare for the flight home...\"  \n\"Wish we were in first class, where they fawn all over us....\" Tina grouses  \nRay starts tapping at his computer. Minutes later, There is a call from the desk....  \n\"Mr and Mrs Goldstein, please report to the gate for reticketing....\"  \n\"What's that about?\" inquires Tina  \n\"Don't know; lets find out...\" replies Ray.  \nThey go to the gate, to find they have been upgraded to first class. they accept their new tickets, but Tina is suspicious.....  \n\"Are you going to tell me that was coincidence?\" she asks, suspiciously  \n\"Don't ask, don't tell.\" is Ray's non commital reply.  \n\"Raymond Goldstein! You're a HACKER!\" Tina say, accusingly  \n\"You say that like it's something bad\" Ray responds, acting wounded  \n\"Well, isn't it?\" Tina replies  \n\"I prefer to think of myself as a guerilla in the computer wars\" He says, diplomatically; \"Come, we've got a ticket to the VIP lounge\"  \nTina is too tired to fight. They go to the British Airways club, and hang out until the flight is called. they pre board, and take their seats at the front of the plane. Soon, they are on their way back home.....  \n\"Sugar?\" Tina looks to Ray, hugging his shoulder.  \n\"Yes, Hon?\"  \n\"Babe, I'm scared.\" Tina admits  \n\"Scared of what, dear, he replies  \n\"I don't know....\" she admits \"I don't know if I can do this....be a good mom to our kids....be a good wife to youi....do everything I need to do.....\"  \nTina begins to cry....  \n\"Oh, Hon....\"  \nRay comforts her  \n\"You'll do just fine. No one is ever REALLY prepared for this....until it happens. Your parents weren't; mine weren't......but you step up....WE'LL step up.....It will be fine....you'll see....\"  \nRay replies, soothingly. Tina seems comforted.  \n\"You always say the right thing...\"  \nTina rubs against his arm. I know it will be OK......I love you so!.......  \nTina leans over, and gives Ray a big Kiss.  \n\"Oh, Ray, You're SO special!\" Tina gushes......  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Meanwhile, back at the Russel house, things are not so cordial. The Russels are having dinner....Banquet Salsbury steak, a family favorite. they sit at the table, the tension between them palpable......  \n\"Damnit, Georgette! we can't continue this lie!\" Stan slams his fist to the table  \nGeorgette ignores him....  \n\"If you won't come clean, then I will!\" Stan declares  \n\"Why? Why are you suddenly interested in the truth?\" She taunts, sarcatically  \n\"Because our daughter has a right to know!\": he shouts, his fist crashing on the formica dining table.  \n\"Then just exactly are you going to do?\"  \n\"You....you are going to tell her. \" Stan declares \"Or I will....\"  \nGeorgette stares at him with knives in her eyes. It is clear that she has no intention to disclose whatever it is that needs to be disclosed. Still , there is an element of fear in her voice, something in her past that she, too fears.  \nThey resume their dinner, starring at each other, with hate and mistrust in their eyes......  \n  \nMeanwhile, Colleen receives a phone call.....  \n\"Hello, Missy...\"  \n\"Hello, Sean. I wondered how long it would be till I heard from you....\"  \nThat was a bit of an understatement. She knew this call would be coming. She thought she was prepared, but truth is, she wasn't. How could she be? How can you prepare for the love of your life rematerialising after 20+years?  \n\"Listen. I want to explain. I NEED to. You owe me that much.....You promised me the chance when.......other things took over\"  \nHow well she knew. They HAD taken over......Still she HAD promised him a chance to explain....  \n\"Let me take you to dinner....let me explain.....if you don't like what you hear, then walk away.....I certainly couldn't blame you.....\" Sean's voice trailed away.....  \nAfter a time, Colleen replied...  \n\"You're right. I DID promise you that......Alright. You have your chance. explain why you walked out of my life, 20+ years ago, without a word of explaination....\"  \nThey made their date. Colleen put the phone dow, and put her head down on the table.....She wanted....NEEDED....to hear what he had to say....She just had no way to understand how he could....how he could justify his inexcusable behaviour.....Still, she hoped, prayed that he could......  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp;  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Tinas Story","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/105833-tina-s-story-chapter-23-of-men-and-golf.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/106710-tina-s-story-chapter-29-i-beg-your-forgiveness-i.json"}}