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Domino Effect, Chapter 23: Paradox
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Bette and Ivan walked into Twilight together, laughing. It was an odd
sight to say the least, yet on some level, it made perfect sense. Kit
had told them she’d meet them there around 9pm. She had to work a bit
later than usual, and Bette was hoping that it really was work.
“I didn’t know you’d ever been with a man.” Ivan said to Bette and Bette nodded, shrugging.
“I think most ***** women have been with men. It’s the world’s vision of
normal, so you want to be accepted.” Bette stated, seeing Candace at
one of the second floor table, waving to them. Ivan waved a hand and
let Bette go before him, Bette had come to the conclusion that Ivan was
as much a man as she/he was a woman. She was the perfect ‘gentleman.’
“Hello, Candace.” Ivan said, taking a seat with his back to the dance
floor, and Bette sat next to Candace, leaning in for her kiss, and she
got one.
“Hi Ivan, how are you doing tonight?” Candace asked, and Bette ordered
a drink from the waitress; her name tag read ‘Katey’. Bette watched her
walk away. Shapely *****, she thought, and Candace slapped her hand playfully.
“Quit lookin’” She instructed, her Bronx accent drifting to her speech and Bette blushed, biting her lip.
“Sorry.”
“It’s cute.” Ivan laughed, taking a quick look for himself. They all
laughed, Candace began telling them about her day of falling walls and
exploding water pipes.
It was a bit after 8pm when Bette’s eyes went wide, she got up, walking
to the railing and gripping it with white knuckled fury at what she saw
below her.
~*~*~*~*~*
Tina found Shane at home, staring at the blank TV screen; soft jazz
played and Tina dropped her briefcase and snapped her fingers. Shane
snapped out of her daze and dropped to her knees, crawling obediently
to Tina. She kissed each stocking clad foot with gentleness, but with
distraction. Tina bit the inside of her lip. She’d spent the whole day
with the club designer, Doyle.
A tall fit woman in her mid 30′s, sun blonde hair, wavy and with the
most unique shade of green eyes she’d ever seen. They were almost as
mesmerizing as Susan’s indigo eyes, the laugh lines and faint dimples
on the woman just made her more than real. Her voice had a way of
lulling you into a swoon. More than once Tina’s found herself wondering
what Doyle would look like trussed up and begging for the whip.
Instead, she’d come home to a distracted Shane.
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wELL.LETS SEE sHANE tINA.lara, Alice.jenny and Maybe Bette. You are slowly getting the gang to do the weird things. Need to see where you two take us poor old mortals. thanks bvh