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    Chapter 3: I’m Looking After You, Talking at the Café, Bring Home Baby

     

    The next morning Shane woke up for the first time before 9:30. She awoke bright and early at 7:25 a.m. and wondered down to the kitchen wearing her muscle shirt and black booty shorts. She walked in to see Bette sitting at the island with a cup of coffee and a newspaper.

                “Good morning.” Bette said without even looked up at Shane. Shane smiled and nodded.

                “Morning.” She wondered in and sat across from Bette.

                “How was your sleep?” Bette asked as she put down the paper and looked across at Shane.

                “It was good.” Bette smiled and took a sip of her coffee.

                “You know, last night when I did some of your laundry I found a bit of stuff in your pockets.” Bette said slowly. She looked at Shane’s face that nodded knowingly.

                “I know that you do indeed do pot, and I have nothing against it. I even do do it from time to time but very rarely. All I ask is that you do it out by the pool, and you tell me when you are going to do it. Okay?” Bette finished. Shane nodded.

                “Thanks Bette.”

                “Oh and another thing about that, I would rather you don’t go out on the street to get it. I have a friend who usually gets it so you can get some off her. I’ll pay.” Bette finished.

                “ Okay. What’s her name?” Shane asked as she ran her hands through her hair.

                “Alice.” Bette said softly. She remembered that Alice was supposed to be coming over on the Saturday and made note to tell her about Shane before hand.

                “I think I should get ready for school, mind giving me a ride?” Shane asked. Bette shook her head.

                “I wouldn’t mind at all giving you a ride.” Both of the women went and got dressed and Bette gave Shane her stuff back. They ran out the door and piled into her car. Bette drove pretty fast to get to Shane’s school and dropped her off 10 minutes early.

                “Don’t be late for class, try not to socialize in the hallways just go wait by the class door and be good.” Bette lectured on which surprised Shane a little bit but it felt good.

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