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    The L Wing – chapter 202

     

    THE L WING – Chapter 202

     

    Narration of First Lady Tina Kennard-Porter

     

     

    I am just making myself a coffee when I hear the door open. I walk slowly out into the hall and see Helena – complete with huge helium balloon and a couple of gold bags clearly stuffed with gifts.

     

    “Hey there “

     

    “Tina – you look different for some reason “

     

    “Been on a diet – lose nearly nine pounds in 21 hours – a miracle “

     

    She puts her parcels down and we hug

     

    “I am so pleased for you both “

     

    “Thanks – its good of you to come round – I know you are busy with the Foundation and with Alana”

     

    “I’m just very excited at being able to see my god-daughter – how is she?”

     

    “She’s fine – just perfect – do you want a coffee?”

    “So you are allowed coffee again?”

    “Bette bought me a huge pack of my favourite coffee beans and a coffee machine. The first cup was just wonderful “

     

    “Very fetching pyjamas “

     

    “Nothing wrong with Winnie the Pooh – they were a gift from Lucy “

     

    “No desire to get dressed? “

     

    “Don’t feel like it and I am listening to my body – come on through “

     

    I go into the sitting room with Helena following me

     

    “Wow – you have a hell of a lot of cards “

     

    “You should see the sack loads that arrive downstairs and the gifts and flowers – we are shipping them all to hospitals and orphanages and retirement homes “

     

    “Well its all everyone is talking about – the Presidential baby “

    “Bette will probably come back with more stuff today “

     

    “Is that why the TV is on?”

     

     

    I nod – today is Sept 11 and Bette is at the moment flying to New York to take part in the commemoration ceremony at the site of the Twin Towers.

     

    “I take it that she didn’t want to go?”

     

    “No but she knew that she had to and I wanted her to go – it’s only a few hours and she really cannot miss this “

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    Comments

    1. Hey, i don’t often comment but I wanted to say thanks for another great update. I love this story. Also, I should have commented on your new “chocolate cake” story..I am sad to hear that you pulled it because I thought it was very interesting and completely different from anything else on the site. Hopefully you can revamp it or whatever and then continue with the story because I thought it could have been great.

    2. I really don’t think I ever want to give birth, even if I can have all the drugs in the world to stop the pain. lol I sense something happening between Sophie and Ella several years from now.

    3. i think sophia and ella will get together later LOL…btw, i hope you post the other story back again soon, because when i see words lesbian and chocolate in one title, i know i crave to read it ;)

    4. its just about this time postpartum blues would start setting in, I don’t think Tina has to worry about that as long as Bette the old softie is around.Ally, I like all your stories, I LOVE chocolate cake, even if I work out twice a day for a week I would eat chocolate cake so that should make you know I would read that story as well if you want to bring it back. Thank you for your stories. Md

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