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    Double Vision 15

     

    “I just couldn’t help myself! Baby, you are just that delectable…”

     

    “…and by being so utterly charming” continued Bette without missing a beat. Well, for a second. And then, not only did she miss the beat, she lost the friggin’ drum. “…shit! Now I’ve really forgotten what I was going to say!”

     

    Helena laughed even harder. “Bette! I do love this silly side of you!”

     

    Bette made a face at her lover “Silly? Never. And just for that, I’m not going to continue what I’ve saying, even though its come back to me”

     

    “Aw” Helena laid a loud smooch on Bette’s chin “Do tell, my love”

     

    “Damn, you saying ‘my love’ completely dismantles me, did you know? Fine, guess I should tell you then” She feigned a deep sigh of defeat, before her expression turned serious “What I meant when I said we had all the time in the world… what I wanted to convey to you… is that I’m here to stay. That I’m here for a while”

     

    Helena paused, her eyes reflecting the happiness she felt at hearing Bette say that. Then came a mischievous grin “For a while, eh? Do we measure ‘while’s in minutes, or years?”

     

    “It depends. A while is measured in seconds if I say I would be tearing this yoga-wear off your body in a while” Bette laughed as she tugged at the hem of Helena’s top

     

    “Mmm… tell you what, my love, how about you restrain yourself and measure this instance of ‘while’s in minutes- let me do a short session of yoga and then you can tear to your heart’s content”

     

    Delighted with the proposition, Bette exclaimed “Ok! You do that, and I’ll finish up…” she gestured vaguely at the items strewn around her desk

     

    Helena peered “I’ve been meaning to ask- what exactly are you doing?”

     

    “I don’t really know” said Bette mentally plotting ways of the author’s demise- not only had she made Bette seem totally inarticulate and incapable of referring to… yoga-wear, she was now making her seem like a silly floozy who didn’t know what she was doing! She still had not made it clear whether Bette was packing or unpacking, fucking Christmas lights or paperclips. Bette wondered briefly if this was part of the author’s plan to win Helena over from Bette.

     

                           

     

    Deciding to confront the author later in a darkened alley, Bette continued “Well, whatever I’m doing, I’ll be done soon, alright, Sweetheart? How long do you need, say, an hour?”

     

    “Hmm” Helena’s eyes wandered down the now familiar route- down Bette’s cleavage “Half an hour?”

     

    “Mm hmm” replied Bette, trying not to smile

     

    Mmm, but those breasts, how her shirt it clinging to them, just begging to be… “15 minutes! That should do it” with that, Helena flew out of the room before an emphatic ‘fuck yoga’ escaped her lips.

     

    ~~~

     

    (some time later, somewhere)

     

     “mmm… I’m glad I came”

     

    “Me too” the reply was accompanied by a smile “I bet you are as good as they say”

     

    A short harsh laugh burst forth “And who might that be? I hardly think we’ve moved in the same circles”

     

    “You’d be surprised. I’ve been to see a few therapists in my time. And you’re quite the legend among them”

     

    “Oh” came the sombre response. She suddenly perked up as they heard the buzz of a phone ringing “Fuck! What if that’s Tina?!”

     

                “Hmm”

     

    “Dammit! I missed it”

     

    “You seem very concerned about Tina finding out”

     

    Holding the now-mute phone in her hand, she looked at her companion.

     

                “Why are you here? Why aren’t you there?”

     

    “Would you rather I left?”

     

                “I’d rather you answered me”

     

    Silence

     

                “Estelle”

     

    (tbc)


     

    Who do you think is Estelle’s companion?

    Comments

    1. Fan’bloody’tastic V! Aaaaaah i love it!!! You are just too funny and yeah like Pands said, crazy too! Don’t know why you didn’t like this chapter, because it really is very well written and definitly upto standard, can’t wait for the next one! Thanks!

    2. Absolutely crazy!!! I loved it. Who is it? I have no idea..but I do hope the artist formerly known as V knows, clearly distinguishes here from there and makes sure not to get caught in any darkened alleys by Bette….hehehe

    3. This is absolutely hilarious- your best so far I think! It was effortless and I empathise with your characters for a number of reasons which I daren’t say here. Brilliant! I see you’ve poste again so I’m off to read that. Thanks.

    4. You!! I love the playful wordiness! I also had coffee not too long ago, which is known to activate a certain bodily function, and laughing does NOT help. Yet, I was only on page one and I refuse to leave until I get to the end…oh, the internal damage you have caused! :scrams:

    5. Vvitchy you are too funny…and suddenly i’m worried about WHO Estelle’s companion is!! It better not be anyone I KNOW!! ANywho… You’re crazy just thought i’d let you know that and this is another great chapter thanks!

    6. Master V, I love it !! … And what’s with the comment about moodswings ?? Don’t care because you write so well and life is NOT always funny. Keep up you fantastic job aaaand… PPS

    7. Well this chapter was quite different from the previous ones, liked the humour however and I have no clue who Estelle’s companion is….so please post soon.

    8. Well, I do like this silly side of Bette too !! I have two words for you, Master V : Frigging hilarious ! And did I mention you definitely have a way with words ?… Because some of those girls’ lines sounded like poetry to me. Loved this chapter. Off to read the latest ones…

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