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    one consenting adult part 3 ( sequel to parenting)

    As corny as it sounds, I opened my eyes to the sound of birds singing. And the weight of someone laying on my chest. I lifted my head and looked down to a crown of unruly brown curls. I laid back against the pillow and rubbed my face with my free hand. I looked around the room at the sleeping bodies as all memories of last night came back to me. Beer, poker, and storytelling… and random touches played in my head. Embarrassing stories, funny stories and once in a while touching stories. I told my share… my last relationship, which was about seven months ago. To long ago declared Alice. And when Evan drifted off to sleep… elicit stories of our ***** life. In my case, lack thereof.

    “We have to find you a woman!”

    “Quiet, Al,” shhed Tina.

    “Before you wake up Evan,” Shane added.

    I laughed at Alice and laughed at her suggestion of Shane relieving any tension I might have been feeling.

    “Thank you, Alice for pimping me out,” Shane deadpanned.

    “What? I was only trying to help. Cutting to the chase.”

    “I dont need help cutting to the chase. Sorry for my friend being drunk and just plain stupid, Serena,” Shane said turning her attention to me.

    Did I want to sleep with Shane? Even though the offer Alice made was appealing… Shane wasnt my type. I wanted more than the boyish girl.

    “Thats fine. I had friends like her before.”

    We all eventually dropped off to sleep. Shane in the chair. Dana and Alice on the floor. Me and Evan on the couch.

    The last thing I remembered was me crawling to the couch to sit down on something soft. My butt was starting to go numb. I had a beer in my hand. I took a long drag and then sat the bottle on the floor. I laid down and closed my eyes. I recalled hearing Tina say something like leave her there, Bette. Shell wake up and go to her bed if she feels uncomfortable. But how did the couch and my chest become her bed?

    *****

    I felt like a truck had ran over my body a thousand times. My lower back hurt. My neck was cramped and my ankle was killing me. All three put my whining over the top.

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    Comments

    1. Ooooh. We are lucky. Two posts in one day. Just a quick question….which one is Mom and with one is “My Mother”? Is Mom Tina? And “My Mother” Bette? Can’t wait for another post from you. =)

    2. bette is mom and tina is mother right??
      If I remember right from your other story. So how old is serena and evan??
      Can’t wait to think about what B/T have to say about there kids new love. LOL

    3. YAYYY another wonderful post. I think there’s no definite name for Tina or Bette. I think she’s just calls them both mom or mother. You can tell which is which by the actions of the character. For example…since Tina is so tentative…I’m betting that it was her who helped Evan into her room and gave her the aspirin.

    4. ok, i saw that it was a crossover (so cool!) and started to read. i really like your style, so i’m starting at the very beginning now with your ‘evan-marie’ stories! :) will you post this soon? it’s awesome? (also, what’s the age difference? i’m sure i’ll figure it out when i read all the stories before this, right?) please keep going, so awesome!

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