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Family Dinner
Angie watched herself in the big mirror of the bathroom, her body naked after a warm shower.
She found Mama B very downcast in the morning, so she decided to take care of her; they took a long walk in the wild area upon the city on this bright and sunny day, slowly walking and chatting.
Oh, and they screamed! Two loud, free and – yes! – funny screams that bring back smiles on her faces.
And then Mama B asked her about…
”Oh my God, Mama B asked me about sex!”
That thought made her cheeks blush, but after that question she started thinking at herself in a new way. That question in the afternoon had mixed up a lot of fantasies and fears about her relationship with Jordie.
Uncle S had seen their very first kiss, Uncle A lovely joked when she asked her about the loss of her virginity, but Mama B was so direct with her question that she felt uncomfortably to answer at the moment.
But, in the deep of her heart, she knew that she can trust her mom but… ooh, it was so embarrassing!
Angie wanted that her “first time” with Jordie to be special, and gentle, and soft, and…
”… and what if I do some mistakes? What if….”
”Dinner’s ready, Angie!”
”Coming mom!”
The voice of her mother suddenly interrupted her train of thoughts.
She dressed up quickly and stepped downstairs, and as she entered the dining room she found herself caught in a tender and lovely hug from her mother.
“Ehm… Mom… everything’s ok?
“Yes, my darling!” said Bette, with a large smile. “I just want to thank you for today. I was so downhearted this morning, and you help me. I love you, Angie. Take your seat, I cooked spaghetti for dinner!”
“Wow, delightful!”
The large bowl of tomato spaghetti was already at the center of the table, along with two glasses of fresh white wine.
“Mom, I can’t drink yet, you know!”
“It’s all ok baby, only for tonight. It was such a special and peaceful day, after the turmoil of the electoral campaign, the lesbo-dramas of Alice and Shane, the new school… I really needed a full day with you, Ang,so tonight we celebrate! But only one glass, ok?”
The two glasses of wine met each other in mid-air with a crystalline DING, along with two lovely smiles and four eyes that began to soften.
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(3 votes, average: 3.67 out of 5)
Thank you!
Interesting start, i would like if you continue and write more about Bette, Tina and Angie.
Thank you! Actually this is a stand-alone story, but I’ll think about your suggestion. Cheers :)
Hi Claudio,
I confess that I still can’t read about GenQ stories, especially where Bette and Tina are divorced, but you have written a great story!
I liked seeing the storyline between Bette and Angie and now reading it in your story, great job!
Is there a chance that you will write more stories about them? I would read them!
Thank you for sharing it with us!
Thank you!
What have you liked the most of my story?
Just the idea, or the words I used, or… whatever else?
About more stories… ok, I’ve a couple of ideas, but I don’t know if I’ll ever write them, I’ll let you know ;)
Thank you again!
WOW! We now have heterosexual men writing for this site. Sorry but am not going to continue on as they do not have the lesbian body parts or the lesbian experience. This is my opinion only.
This story, about sex and a teen, authored by a man, is creepy.
You read my mind completely. I am not going to read this straight man’s story. He is totally ignorant of the subject matter and sounds like he likes underage girls. I personally do not want him here as his presence offends me.
Afraid I agree with Jane and Spumoni! Far too unsettling to have a hetero middle aged male wanting to write, let alone read
lesbian fiction!
Thank you Dr. A for your support.
I expected some comments, but not about me being a straight man, instead about my story.
This little discrimination hurts me, as my only presence here offends someone of you.
Anyway, I don’t intend to be a problem, so I’ll leave your community soon.
I’ve only one question for you: do you think that if I published my story under a totally-invented neutral or (worst!) female profile would your opinions be different?
I just liked the idea of this story, and I try to write it focusing myself on the emotions and fellings of the characters involved in it.
Sorry again to hurt you all, it wasn’t in my intention.
Bye
Nope. Still creepy, regardless of author.
Wow.
I pay very little attention to the author except to recognize if I have read something in the past of theirs or if its a story that I am following. I just the story on its on merits and how it appeals to me – story line, and the arc from start to finish. The gender, the sexual orientation, the race or country of origin has does not figure into my reviews. I promise you – that is of no consequence to me.
Now, about your story. I found it very sweet. I imagine at this stage of Angie’s life, Bette will have several embarrassing conversations with Angie about sex. Parent – child conversations about anything sexual are always awkward and embarrassing. The desire of the parent to depart information and assist in a normal life, while the child would like to be having this conversation with anyone in the world but their parent. For most people, imaging your parents as having sex is just something that seams yucky! It is particularly true of Americans. However, most Americans have some of the more prudish views on sex and nudity and what is age appropriate and the parent’s role in giving this information.
At least in your story, Bette has the courage to at least initiate the conversation and even disclose one of her own adventures.. I do not know if I would have the courage to disclose something so personal But then again, I’m not Bette Porter. Enjoyed your story….would love to see you write more.
Agree with Martha – don’t care about gender or sex. preference of author. For me only important if story is good
Thank you to everyone!
I’ve in mind a couple of new stories, but I need some weeks to write them, I’m busy with others projects at the moment.
I promise that I’ll be the most invisible and discrete presence: I’ll delete my photo and I will not comment or post on the Activity Wall, I don’t want to hurt anyone of you.
Thank you again.