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    Cabin Saints: The Gala

    ”Hey you, ”Helena says walking seductively into the kitchen Dylan turning around smiles at the beauty before her. Helena laughs at the expression on her face.

    ”What’s so funny?”

    ”Not that I’m complaining but your left boob fell out your dress.”

    ”I hate when that happens, ”she says grabbing her boob, ”Uhmmmmm, excuse me darling please return to your assigned seat, ”she says placing it back into her bra.

    ”That goofy look on your face what’s that for?”

    ”I don’t have a goofy look on my face!”

    ”Yes, you do you look just like Squints when he faked drown to make out with Wendy Peffercorn.”

    ”Hahahhaha, yeah well I don’t blame Squints Wendy Peffercorn was freaking hot every time that scene comes on when she dives into the water it gave me a boner.”

    ”Dylan!”

    ”What!?

    ”Are you cheating on me, ”Helena asked playfully.

    ”No, you’re the only one that gives me a heart boner, a heart on, an affection erection.”

    ”I better because you know you still have to go food shopping.”

    ”Yes, I know, ”she says taking a sip of her champagne.”

    ”That’s how it’s supposed to be, you’re gonna eat me out like some groceries, ”Helena sings.

    ”Helena, ewwwwww where did you hear that song and don’t say the Urban dictionary either because you said you would get rid of it.”

    ”No, no Dylan I am a woman of my word I got rid of the dictionary just like I promised.”

    ”Helena I’m proud of you.”

    ”Thank you, ”she says while pausing for a moment, ”I got it from this movie I was watching about this fish that wanted to be a stripper Grinding Nemo, ”she says proudly.

    ”I quit….I swear I quit!”

    ”Dylan!”

    ”What…what did I do now!?”

    Taking a deep breath Dylan took another sip of her champagne and stared at her wife. Helena looked casket sharp you know so beautifully dressed she looked good enough to bury! She wore a red tight fitting sleeveless dress and topped it off with a pair of red stiletto high heels. The frustration she felt moments ago resided as she saw the limousine pull up in front of their house. Finishing there champagne they climbed into the limo and were off to the gala.

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