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Dance With Us 6
Kit’s Apartment
Running after Angie trying to get the rambunctious four year old in the kitchen for breakfast. Angie hid behind the couch think her aunt wouldn’t get her there. However a pair of strong hands picked her up high.
She squealed in delight hugging her Aunt as best she could.
Kit (laughing): I’ve got you…
Angie (giggling): Love you…
Kit (shaking her head): You are so like your mother…
Angie (piping up): Mommas call now…
Kit (reaching for the phone): Wait. How do you ask?
Angie (batting her eyelashes): Please now..
Kit (shaking her head): Yep definitely Porter the Third. Here (dialing her sister’s number, waiting for it to ring then handing it to Angie.)
Angie (smiling): Momma (listening) Aunt Lena, Hi! Good. Please…
Kit (trying to process all that): Probably was the only one up in the house. (Knowing her sister’s tendency to sleep like the dead whenever she had the chance and Tina was just as bad) Angie let me talk with your mommas when you’re done.
Angie (smiling): Love yous, love Aunt Lena (handing her Aunt Kit the phone) love you too…
Kit (smiling): Here baby (handing her a bowl of scrambled eggs and a glass of soy milk.) Hi! It’s past eight. I know, she’s good. Really, is everything okay. (Teasing) another all nighters, poor baby. I see, sure as soon as I drop her off. No, I shut the places down for a few days. Get some staff, hire a manager. Yeah. Okay. Sure. See you in a while. (Hanging up the phone she swore something was up but ignored it thinking it was just one of those quirky things with her sister.)
Tina and Bette’s House Bedroom
Bette (rolling back over): Gods I can’t move (pulling the sheet up and reaching under the covers to move closer to Tina. Through the whole thing Tina slept on, curled against both her and Helena.)
Helena (sleepily): Let her rest. We kept her up most of the night…
Bette (pushing the covers back): Gods, I feel so relaxed (sitting up slowly.)
Helena (getting up and looking for her robe; looking up Bette was standing in front of her): Now that I could get used to (licking her lips.)
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(40 votes, average: 3.40 out of 5)
just beautiful and full of action..i am so captivated by this story.
Great chapter, I hope everyone gives Dylan a chance she seems to have learned her lesson. All the girls have things in thier pasts that they have been forgiven for except maybe Tasha. PPS
Wow, I cannot believe that the rest of the gang did not hear the commotion outside. Lots of action. Please continue. I’m exhausted after threesome……
Ohh damn drama !
damn woman that was smokin, who would luv to be the middle of a bette and helena sandwich, can’t wait to see what happens next, write soon please!!!!!!!!