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Closer than before
Paige walks through the living room entering the kitchen. She was quite thirsty and burning up. The weather had reached a high of 82. It was quite a change to happen in the middle of spring, but it was L.A. and anything as we say it is possible. Moving toward the fridge, she opens it and grabs a beer, twisting the top, and sipping its cool contents. The brew only made her thirstier. She was destining to take a cold shower but dread feeling the aftermath once the water dried.
Walking over to the window, she gazes next door at Bette’s house. Her gaze went from the pool to the patio. She was considering taking a deep with Shane if she was up to it. The sound of a peaceful afternoon soothed her thoughts. The area was private and secluded. The height of the plants blocked most of the patio area.
She thought it’d be perfect for a nude swim or perhaps a simple swim under the sun. Just she and Shane. It made her blush at the thought of fucking in the pool next door. Her stomach did cartwheels and back-flips. She was determined to get Shane in that pool one way or another. "Shane…" Paige calls out never taking her eyes off of the pool.
"Shh," Shane says entering the kitchen, "you’re going to wake Jared."
Paige lowers her voice and replies, "Are you in the mood for taking a dip?"
Shane smiles and walks over to her. She takes the beer from her and sips from the bottle. "Sure," Shane says flat out.
"Really?" Paige said. "You’re really into this?"
"I’m positive," Shane replies, passing her the glass bottle. "I should change."
"What’s wrong with what you already have on?" Paige asked anxiously.
"Nothing," Shane replies, raising her hands. She then, looks down at what she’s wearing. "What I have on is fine."
"Are you sure?"
"I’m positive. So," Shane replies, taking off her shirt. Underneath she’s wearing a tank. "Are we doing this or what?"
"Mmm…" Paige mumbles as she drinks the remainder of her beer. "I’ll meet you there," she utters momentarily.
"I’ll meet you there." Shane replies, exiting the house. As she makes her way next door, her cell phone rung. "Hey, Bette…" Shane says into the receiver.
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Go on. I’m still here. A short remark. You perhaps should not make such big mental leaps. It is partly hard to comprehend the logic. PPS
Hi, ok well I’ll be waiting for Bette and Tina! Still loving your story in case you are wondering ;)
Good that Shane is there in time to stop him, this is bad. Love B&T and can’t wait to see more about them, please get them back together soon. Ok post soon please, thanks!
Shane is always there to help out. Angus is lucky that there are so many people that care. I know that Bette cares but she is also scared that she will not be able to be Angelica’s mother. Things have got to begin to look up for everybody in group (except Jenny and Jodi, because B&T belong to each other and Jenny is just toally freaky right now).
So much for that romantic picnic! for now???
So intense…
Aw, damn, and here I was hoping you’d finish that pool scene. Haha. Love the story. Hard to find any good ones around here.
I will always read and almost always comment for you…Hows that? Your story is great, I want more, but great! PPS
whooo drama, drama! I love the way you crought in all the characters… Beautifully written! PPS
Fyck Angus…if he really wanted to kill himself it would have succeeded…bloody nuisance…they should all kick his ass outta their lives…his cry for attention would make me angrier than I already was, if I was Kit…send the dude into outer space or a land far far away…selfish pryck!!!!