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    La Nouvelle

    Story written on February 1, 2009 by clamhead01.
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    Chapter 1- Accidental Meeting( B&T beginning…)

    The bar was musty and thick with cigarette smoke. As usual. With the same drunken faces and drone-like conversations. Why do I even come here she muttered to herself. Every Friday after work she would come home, take a shower, get gussied up and apply a quick swatch of makeup so she could look slightly presentable. It was quite pointless. Well everything was pointless she thought. The minimal work she put into getting ready went to total waste anyway. Not like it mattered much. Her outing to this particular bar had become habitual. Sort of like a nervous tick. And just like a nervous tick, her night out gave her character, something interesting to say about herself. Without it she wouldn’t know what to do with herself. She’d be at home, alone on a Friday night with her cats. How sad was that. No, Friday night was supposed to be her fun night. A night to get loose and shake off whatever crap her busy workload left in her system.

    And what fun she was having. Sitting at the bar on a metallic stool, another gulp of the grey goose martini she ordered, down her throat. She liked the burn of it.

    She gazed around trying to catch the eye of somebody, anybody she found attractive, which was only a few out of plenty in this bar. As she looked to her left she saw someone fairly decent and thought what the heck, so she made eye contact with the man and went to approach him only to find a pretty young thing wrap herself around his arm a few seconds later. Oh god how embarrassing was that. I’m definitely getting way too old for this. She felt like a predatory cougar feeding upon the young cubs only to be rejected because the young cubs wanted young meat. Young meat that knew how to text proficiently and manage myspace accounts. It was a whole new different game. Whatever happened to old fashioned dating when a nice man asked a mature confident woman out on a simple date?  Because that’s what she was. A confident, sexy, mature woman who wanted a simple relationship with that perfect person who if she was lucky, gave her tingles from her toes up with a single smile, a person who cared for her when she was sick at home, whose medicine was chicken noodle soup, and some decadent dark chocolate pudding. A person who treated her with respect and adored her as if she were the only woman on earth. Was that too much to ask for?

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    14. Mercy me, please continue this as soon as possible. I like this very much and such a sucker for TiBette beginnings. And especially ones with heat in the beginning. PPS

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