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    A Lifetime – c 14a

     

    Kick your left foot, Shane.

     

    Your other left.

     

    Fuck.

     

    When it was over, Tina stood to applaud and Bette also stood as she finished her beer.

     

    Another dead soldier, she announced as she crushed the can and threw it in the pool.

     

    Want to hear it again, Bette? Dana asked.

     

    Fuck, yes.  Nothing I need more than the intellectual stimulation of another 25 Fight Ons.

     

    Bette was a little drunk or she would never have ventured such an opinion around Tina whose neck began to flush to match the color of USC red.  She began staring daggers at her beautiful, but too-emboldened wife.

     

    Look, Bette, cautioned Alice.  Be good to Tina, because anniversary or not, you wont be gettingany tonight.

     

    Thats why.., Bette paused dramatically, I got plenty last night!

     

    Bette bobbed her head with a gleeful, but conspiratorial smile at everyone.

     

     Tina turned toward Bette, but just before Tina made a comment, Alice broke in and distracted Bettes wife.

     

    OK!!! Alice yelled, trying to diffuse an explosive situation.

     

    The chorus line tossed away their pompoms and threw mufflers around their necks in the blue and white colors of Yale.

     

    Some intellectual YALE lyrics, Alice boomed.  Especially for our resident Yalie, Bette Porter!  And our special guest Yalie, JT Wortham!

     

    Alice pulled out the pitch pipe again and returned it to her pocket when she saw Shanes murderous look.

     

    Ok, then.  Lets just start.

     

    And the chorus line began a Yale song:

     

    Boola, Boola.

    Boola, Boola,

    Boola, Boola,

    Boola, boo.

     

    Boola, Boola.

    Boola, Boola.

    Boola, Boola,

    Booba, boo!

     

    Bettes face was so stiff with annoyance that she was unable to point out that the lyrics were not exactly correct.  But unfortunately, they were close enough.

     

    Wellthat was certainly more intellectual than Fight On, said Tina, not trying to hide her mirth.

     

    Kit had left the chorus line, walked into the darkness at a corner of the pool deck, convulsed with laughter.

     

    Are you ok, Kit? asked Dana, who had followed her.

     

    Im about to pee on myself, admitted Kit through sobs of laughter.  Did you see Bettes face?

    Comments

    1. Goody! Its all fixed now. I almost choked on my snack when they started singing the fight songs it was so funny. Alice’s pitch pipe! Shane’s reaction! But I still wonder about the chafe factor on that coconut bra. Glad Al didn’t have a wardrobe malfunction with her crab shells. I’ll cherish these bits until you can bring us some more Pancha. I’m sure there’ll be many waiting for that day.

    2. okay, this chapter looks okay comparing to other one…anyway…said to see you going but i hope the intermission will be short…and as for the other story…well, you know, i’m a tibetter so i will read whatever you write because i love your stories but i don’t want my heart to be broken again…but it’s just me, whiny tibetter

    3. Much Better! Great chapterQuestion: Sometimes in your summary you inidcate that this is before the first breakup, are you saying that in 7 years Bette will still cheat?

    4. Bette is so lucky to have THIS Tina. Oh, my heart’s aching again… When you write something sad, it’s aching; when you write something happy, it’s aching…

    5. OMG I was howling with laughter. I wonder if Alice knew how to use the pitch pipe? I ask because I was in choir many moons ago and during a concert a guy tried to give us a B-flat and the pitch dipped down while he was blowing. Yeah, we laughed right in the middle of the performance. Anyway, taking a break is normal. Not everyone can kick out a chapter everyday. And about the possibility of a new story where Bette moves on, I can’t guarantee I will read it except for maybe the first chapter, but if it’s something you need to get out, then by all means do it.

    6. “Bette’s face was so stiff with annoyance that she was unable to point out that the lyrics were not “exactly” correct. But unfortunately, they were close enough.” Heh, that’s dang funny pancha. I would love to read a How Bette Got Her Grove Back pancha style. I see a hot artist or a musician, anyone with talented fingers, creative, passionate… : )

    7. i like it so much. it’s a shame that you will stop writing for a time but i hope you can rest and do all the other things you have to do. I’ll be waiting for your next post. take care

    8. Yankee Fan,If i had known that I have aJoe Torre aut,but its on a Ranger cap, Love Black Walnut Love this Bette and Tina. Alice is always so funny. Get healthy and dont forget us. We are all waiting until you get your writers leg under you again. thanks

    9. LOL.hilarious!!!!! love this! hey pancha..hurry back k? we’ll all miss you and your stories oh so much! Get your health restored too..be well!! take care.

    10. Pancha, Another wonderful addition to your fabulous fan fiction. I can just see the pool party with all the gals having great fun. I loved the way you brought in the Hermit crabs and Coconut bra. Tastefully done. Thank you so much for continuing this astounding tale and demonstrating the love that Tina and Bette have for each other and for the group of family and friends. An absolute joy to read. Your Loyal Fan.

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