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Soft Spoken Secrets (or Gudam Gurang) # 2
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“Don’t worry darling, I don’t think you’re a kid just because you told me this.
The enigmatic woman looked again at her watch. “Well, well… Gotta go, now, Mad…”
“Won’t you give me your name?” Madison held her wrist for a second.
“Sorry, I’m so rude…” The woman passed the books and papers to her left arm and extended her hand.
“I’m Bette Porter!” With that said, she addressed her a wink and flowed to the platform.
“Good evening, people… Good evening! My name is Bette Porter and this is Contemporary Art!
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Bette always thought sexuality goes with the flow. She never really understood all this polemic and commotion around sex. It was weird that people kept worried about who other people fucked. It´s frightful, she always thought.
After her adolescence and all its intrinsic experiences, Bette began classified people in terms of fruits.
Some are acid like lemons.
Some are sweet like pitanga.
Some people tasted almost obnoxiously like pawpaw.
Others are watery like watermelons.
Could be full of thorns like a pineapple.
Perfumed like peaches or guava.
Strongly flavored, like avocados.
Succulent like mango.
Bette had, passion fruits; star fruits, carambolas; oranges, melons.
About this age Bette tasted a lot of fruits, but she kept her search for a certain flavor, she never found again.
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Bette liked to fuck men, but they were very complicated and it was hard to find a specimen who knew how to fuck for more than 45 minutes. Sometimes she thought that it was just a biological question. Men and women had different times and approaches. But To Bette it’s difficult to deal with their lack of sensibility and assurance, trying to prove all the time that they’re the man. It was boring.
Regardless, she dated men and kept fucking them.
Bette couldn’t avoid her mischievous smile at the memory of her first boyfriend. Her first time. She remembered his outrageous and scared face when he said he had finished.
“Are you kidding me, right!??!”, Bette vociferated.
There are some fruits you wouldn´t want never to taste again.
When she threw herself, for the first time, inside of a woman, she thought "That’s it!", and came hard as never.
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I cannot wait to see just where you end up taking this. Maddy is really falling head over heals now isn’t she? Hmmm well, who wouldn’t over Bette Porter? LOL! This line spoke the truth, “The truth was, and Bette didn’t accept it, for a long time, she tried to find a substitute, but her body didn’t allow her.” That is what BOTH of them have done in the last season or two. Come on Braz, show IC how it’s done, you get B&T back together. *arching brow* Don’t make me make you blush again. Hee Hee.
I’m with Chicki, imagine that. Madison so cannot be falling for Bette. You need a reason to bring Bette and Tina together.
I have a hard time picturing Bette fucking both women AND men. But hey I’m game! lol
Now I’m really hooked:this is going great and you will show us a good twisting and turning. Thanks.
Another great chapter. What can I say you rock, but….when will the dry spell end in the ‘daily’ story????
I can’t imagine Bette being BI. She likes all nighter and men does good with one. Tell me Madison isnt falling in love with Bette
I get the feeling that Madison is falling for Bette. Can’t wait for the next post.
Good chapter. Im with coop and please let B&T meet. Post soon, thanks!
Your AN made me laugh…… and my “King” quotation was about “Daily…” not about this one ;-)) — well, I read this story last night, just before going to sleep (just couldn’t refrain), but I was much too tired to comment — then, I re-read it this morning, and I had a very sudden urge…… for tropical fruit salad ;-) I had to run to the market and try to find them (don’t know what is “pitanga”, though;-) — by the way, which flavour is Bette’s favourite ? or does she like salad, like me ? ;-) — and here I’m again for the 3rd time, trying to send you a comment about this story : well, I searched and searched…… where is the beginning of the conversation, before “don’t worry darling…” ? did you loose a page ? or was I just not attentive enough when reading the 1st post ?…… anyway, apparently, Madison met Bette at University, where she gave art lectures…, and, unless I totally misread, has fallen in love with her teacher, right ?! she just has the strangest sense of timing to tell things to her mother ;-)) does she like fruits too ? ;-) I found her remark to Tina about Lisa not being “straight” quite strange, if she had boy- and girl-friends herself, but heh, sometimes kids refuse to their parents what they just indulge themselves, heh ? — your comment about Bette and men also made me laugh : 45 mn seems VERY generous : most would be under 20 (including foreplay, if ever…) : considering that, I wonder why she kept persisting in fucking (with) men… ;-) (maybe just to complete the salad, heh?) — anyway, I just hope to read you soon, in either of your three stories, ’cause you’re just like candy to me : you can do without for long, but once you eat one, you keep wanting to eat more and more, you can’t never have enough :-D