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    Diary of a Mad Addict . . . Chapter 20

    Story written on February 18, 2005 by T6beach.
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    The Last Laugh . . .for now . . .

    And Im human, Beach, I cant help but be curious about what you were doing. So I hit the space bar, cleared the screen saver and looked to see what you were up to. And let me tell you, babe, that ***** partner you have is ***** hot and quite creative. I love making love to you after she stirs you up. (OH . . . . MY . . . . MOTHER . . . ***** . . . . GOD)

    But I know you, babe, better than you know yourself. Im not happy you feel you cant share this stuff with me, but I know you would never leave me. I know what you do is not meant to hurt me, even though sometimes you do and it does.

    I wanted to cry so badly but I didnt want her to think I was crying because I got caught. No, I had to find a way, for myself, to honestly show K that I was sorry, I was truly sorry.

    I sat up straight and took my hand back from K and pulled my sweatshirt down. I turned to her and moved my body onto hers, folding my arms around her neck and burying my face into her shoulder. She ran her fingers through my hair and scratched my back up under my sweatshirt as she continued to tell me what a nincompoop I had been.

    And you remember Jan, your ex-girlfriend, the waitress at the IHOP, dont you? She told me she saw you with some woman wearing a Seattle Seahawk sweatshirt, having dinner there with you. You were gushing all over this Sea person, acting like a fool, eating a Belgian waffle. Even though I knew you were meeting her, hearing about it from someone else didnt make me happy.

    I dont understand babe why you dont trust me with your obsessions why you cant talk about it with me, why you shut me out all the time. You know I love all things L as much as you do, I really do. Reading those stories with you is one of my favorite things to do. I cant wait for Sundays when the season starts . . To have ***** all over the house with you all day long and then watch Shane and Alice and Dana and Tina and of course Bette.

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    2. Beachie….I know you will write again…its in your blood. Thanks for making me laugh once again. My e-mail is messed up so just in case…March 10th is a go.

    3. LOL! You are a lousy liar Beach; you gotta change your strategy cause you’re a sitting duck. You’ll get busted before you can spell “L”…

    4. I didn’t read this yet. I’m going to now. I just wanted to say thanks for writing your stories. They always make me laugh, cry, cry while I laugh, and pee my pants. I’m not ashamed to admit that by the way. Off to read the End For Now. ha.

    5. Bravo!! Loved it! A fabulous ending….even though I’m with Janet…well, and Bette. Is it the end? Or is it just the beginning? My Bette! I cant believe I just typed that stupid line! Only for YOU do I do all things L….only for you! Great great stuff Beach. You’re my kinda nut.

    6. “those unmistakable sounds of the Scabs belting out BIGG BUTTS AND BLOWJOBS, I knew right then ………”
      Well, in the end, I think we all get busted, don’t we?
      ~ and now I’m off trying to get lose of that stupid grin on my face ~ ;-)

    7. Oh my God…wait…Oh my Bette!! Beach, that was perfect!! I was on the floor laughing when K was looking in Beach’s eyes for the tattoo!! Hey…maybe next time I am in town, you can sneak out again for another Belgian Waffle (with extra whipped cream if I remember right). Don’t let this be the absolute end…please.

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