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    fairyland(IV)

     

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    Mmmm ” sensually mumbled Alice. It was great to feel that way. She was tired in the most sensual and boldest way. She missed that. She missed waking up realizing that her body was fulfilled, that she had been loved, known, lusted in the best possible way. Rolling lazily on the bed she hide her face in between the pillows, not wanting to open the eyes, not wanting to face reality as the memories of the night before were pleasantly clear still all over her body. Smiling, feeling the sun warmth drawing unnamed shadows all over her naked body, she finally opened her eyes. Resting them at the window, she looked around, noticing how bright her room was, how homey it felt. Smiling, she stretched and with an energy knew to her she jumped off the bed to walk to the bathroom. Barefoot, she walked to the living room first to pick up the phone, she needed to tell somebody, she needed to tell Helena how great she was feelingGod! Its been so long since I felt this good she thought looking for the phone under the sofa. Just as she was imagining Helenas laughs the phone rang.

    Following the ring she found it under the coffee table and with a smile plastered on her face she read the caller Id.

     

    Bette!…hiisnt today a beautiful day!…god I love lazy Sundays.what?…I cant hear you Bettelet me go near the windowwhat? Is you?…am losing you Bettewhere are you?…in the car?….ok.yeah surecome oksee you in a few minutes”

     

    Whistling, still in the nude she walked to the bathroom. Brushing her teeth she heard the doors bell.

     

    Who is it? she yelled, taking the robe hanging on the door.

     

    Opening the door she found Bette holding a coffee.

     

    Shit Bette, you look like crap!…you ok?” Alice asked unable to move her eyes from her friend.

     

    Nodding, Bette tried to smile as she handed the coffee to her friend.

     

    For me?…thankscome on in” Alice said, still confuse by Bettes look.

     

    We have to go? Bette whispered heading into Alices room.

     

    To go?…where?… she asked, noticing the cold floor under her barefeet.

     

    Turning to look at Alice, Bette tried to smile again. Noticing how Bettes lips were trembling, how her hands were shaking, Alice felt her insides tightening.

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    Comments

    1. Beluga,Have just caught up with this new and excellent fan fiction. Although I am not happy with the general themes between Bette and Tina a la Season 3, it is most enjoyable to get your take on the mess that has ensued. As always your deft palette paints a expressive and thought provoking picture. Please let there be some joy in this sea of saddness. Your Loyal Fan.

    2. God Beluga…whenever I read one of your chapters, I feel like I literally hand my heart over to you for the duration of the story. I felt as if I was inside Bette, looking out at the rest of them…and it was a very painful place to be! Well done!! Thanks.

    3. How can I tell you when your not home anymore,Your out with you new lover..You dont want to hear a thing I have to say,good, or bad When I talk you don’t listen. thanks

    4. ‘Why didn´t you tell me? Tina said, whispering, trying not to be heard by the others.’ Oh gee, I don’t know. Maybe because you won’t have a damn thing to do with Bette? It ain’t easy to confide in someone when you aren’t even sure who they are anymore.

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