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” A View From A Tower”
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Alice: This is the craziest shit I’ve ever heard Bette.
Bette: I know. So, we went for coffee and she asked if she could see me again. I didn’t know it was a date. We went to another museum and walked and talked for hours. We got coffee again and I walked her back to her apartment. She kissed me Al.
Alice: Wow…
Bette: When her lips touched mine I almost passed out. I had never ever felt that before. That spark that people talk about. I thought that feeling was invented for effect in movies and books but I didn’t think it was real. Not until she kissed me.
Alice: So what happened next?
Bette: Um, she invited me in and I eagerly followed. I wasn’t even thinking about Drew. It’s like he didn’t even exist. I know that sounds awful but it was true. Anyway, I followed her in and the next thing I knew we were on her couch.
Alice: Porter don’t you dare leave out a single detail.
Bette smiled at her quirky friend.
Bette: I sat on the couch and she took her place next to me. She told me I was beautiful. She also told me that she had been watching me in that museum for months. I had no idea. All I knew at that moment was that I needed to kiss her again.
Alice: So you did?
Bette: SO I did.
Alice: And…
Bette: And we made love. All night.
Alice: Details!
Bette: Al, you are the only one I’ve ever told this too! Baby steps.
Alice: Ok, ok.
Bette: Anyway I woke up in her arms, in her bed the next morning. It was the first time that I slept with someone and didn’t want to get up and run away. I wanted to stay just like that with her for the rest of my life.
Alice: What happened?
Bette: She got up to make coffee and I threw on my clothes. I went into the living room and looked around. I wanted to know everything about her! So I glanced at her art books and the novels she had strewn on the coffee table. We had a lot in common.
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Great story! Good to see you posting again.
This is incredible! WOW!
DAMN that was good! But so sad. :(
Oh, you could so keep going with this!
you kill me, no matter what you write, you hook us all in!!!!!!!!
I need to know if she tries to find her. Keep going. I know you have that scene in your head; Monica and Bette in a cafe, it’s New York, it’s raining…
Great story! And don’t forget to update your other story. We’ve been waiting for so long…
Loved it!
awesome!!! Ok, now post on the other saga that we know and love pls!!!!
that was awesome, i’m glad you showed up, i miss your story
Incredible; simply incredible. I realize that this story is for the fantasy challenge; so once you’ve won, I hope you consider continuing it.
I did a happy dance when I saw your name…that was great! Post anything soon..
Brilliant but kind of sad. Thanks for sharing
WOW! Why is life so damn complicated? You think that you found your true love and something or someone steps in and tears everything apart. Great story or post.
I am still a fan of your writing and your amazing story. I am glad your back and I hope you will continue. Please post again.
I like it…I would be interested in a follow up…
Damn this is amazing and love it!!!!!!!
This is so fucking good, I hope this is not the end, please go on with this story luv.
That was so very sad,I just wonder, If only. that was great thanks
Wow! You sure know how to pack a punch! Your stories always deliver! You have a distinctive style that is all yours – very literal, very literate and very entertaining. Thanks for taking time out to meet (and conquer) this challenge.
That was brilliant and what a great twist at the end.
i just clicked on you name from my list of fav. FF authors cause i wanted to see if you posted recently and this is what came up. I am glad i couldn’t sleep tonight cause i may have missed this post. Ty and i hope you will continue this story as well as “no good deed…” i always love your stories