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Flower Power: Chapter 3
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Alice tried to remember the last time she heard ‘P’s and Q’s’. Who says that anymore?
Kit returned from the kitchen cheesing like she had just won something.
Alice’s mom quickly stood and faced the smiling business owner. Was Lenore the prize? Nah…couldn’t be. “Kit. I know its waaaay past closing, but do you have any sweet and tasty morsels lying around for a tired old woman?”
“For you Lenore, of course I do. What would you like?” Kit winked at a visibly flushed Alice and suppressed escaping laughter by placing her palm over her mouth.
Lenore raised the back of hand to her head and gave an over the top ‘I’m too exhausted to think’ dramatization. “Surprise me Kit. Just surprise me.”
Alice wanted to somehow seep into a sheet cake, deep dish pie or pear polenta tart perhaps.
My mother has absolutely fucking lost it.
"So, what were you chickadees discussing before I so pleasantly appeared?" A shark’s toothy grin hopped onto Lenore’s face and swam around.
“Bette’s taking Alice to see Lakmé next weekend.” Kit smiled broadly. The sparkling display was so wide it seemed like it would hurt. “And honey, you should hear how Bette gave her the tickets. My baby sister had this thing planned to the T. Bette asked Alice to meet her the other night at a moonlit garden. Have you heard of that type of garden before? ”
“Sure.” Lenore piped in. “Moonlit gardens are the ultimate in romance. They contain mostly silver or white flowers because those colors reflect the most light and will glow in the light of the moon. The whole notion behind the setting is ethereal. The arousing combination of sight and smell is the pinnacle of carnal pleasure. And that reminds me of the time I was with Donal…
Alice’s constant side-to-side no-no-no motion of her head slowed her mother’s roll of her tongue.
Kit laughed loudly. “Anyway, you know how Bette is usually late for everything because my sister thinks the whole world revolves around her. This was one time ‘Miss Know It All’ wasn’t late. Isn’t that right Al?”
“Yep. My Baby was early and surprised the hell out of me with her finer than wine self. I was checking out all of the ridiculously cool blooming vines crawling up the archways & columns. And lo and behold, my Sunshine appeared out of nowhere.” Alice’s smile grew at the thought of that night and the morning that followed. “Bette’s incredible,” the reminiscent woman beamed.
“And what happened after she surprised you Alice? Don’t stop there, keep going.” Lenore begged.
“That is exactly where the buck stops Mom. Just know this…the garden is out of this world and we had a wonderful time, okay? We drank champagne and fed each other chewy fudge brownies; courtesy of Kit, I’m sure. I asked Bette why the combination of champagne and brownies and she said it was because I’m bubbly and sweet.”
Alice bit her lip and nodded a couple of times agreeing with her girlfriend’s assessment of her traits. “So…um…yeah. My Baby had everything all prepared in the cutest rolling picnic basket. I wonder who she paid to set it up for her.” Alice chuckled. “She is SO friggin’ hot. Anyway, we’re going to see Lakmé next weekend and I can’t wait! ‘Nuff said.”
Lenore clutched her chest with both hands and gasped. A theatrical shudder followed. She then adopted a detached and throaty voice like one used to tell stories in. “Oh yes …Lakmé,” she paused, as if reminded of a certain memory. “Heavenly eroticism and unnerving cultural collisions. It’s rich, it’s full, it’s subtle. Actually, it’s anything but subtle. Clearly, love and deception at it’s best. Fabulous choice! Brava to Bette.”
“Oh, Alice?”
Alice sneered her response. “What is it Mom?” Irritation and embarrassment coated her words.
The cheerful woman leaned over to whisper something in her daughter’s ear. Lenore had valuable motherly advice to impart upon her only daughter. “Pay attention to what I’m about to say Alice.”
“Just say it Mom.”
The whisper may have been soft, but the advice was anything but. “Alice, when you go see Lakmé, wear something that makes Bette want to fuck you.”
TBC
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This was beyond enjoyable to read, Kit deconstructing Lakme in Kit speak, freaking fabulous, Bette actually listening, ah it was all good. Thanks greens! : )
angel, oh what delicious words you give us. the whole listening ears brought a much needed smile. and i knew you were talking bout me when you said hundreds of simultanious conversations going on. happens to me all the time. this is a fab story. the characters wonderful. thanks sweetie.
WOW…it’s seems like you have everyone guessing at the meaning of “Flower Power.” LOL! Bette is definately using the language of flowers to help her express her feelings. Whether it’s to apologize to Santos, or a moonlit garden for the ultimate in romance with Alice, Bette is exchanging messages with the use of flowers. On a differente note, Alice is a much kinder person than I. I don’t like any interupptions during my yoga class and I sure as heck don’t want to be startled after my class. Bette knocking on Alice’s car window after she was done cleansing her body and mind, would have been a definate, “no-no” in my book. Though I’m sure after a Porter smile, all would be forgiven! LOL! I will continue reading looking for a “clearer” meaning to the story title. Post soon.
I hadnt forgotten how much i enjoyed your writing…i just needed to find some “Me time” to sit back and read all 3 chapters…and as expected..i wasnt disapointed…it was sooo worth the wait!….loving it..and will be looking forward to lots more!…Thanks!
LOL at Lenore, she was a very funny character in S1. I’m still excited about when they’re going to break-up and about B&T’s first meeting…which of course will be in the gallery with Eric around. From there Bette is a goner about T, a girl can dream right??? LOL. More please and happy new year :o))
Good chapter. Lenore is funny!
i love lenore LOL…so, we are close to lakme and this is the time when bette met tina…is tina gonna show up? or you will end up with B&A breaking up? btw, i can give several meanings of Flower Power and i bet a few of them you would really appreciate LOL
ok ur scaring me for life with Al, bette lol ur pages better b this long when tina comes were the hell is she lol longer
GreenTea, That was delightful. The roll and pitch was perfection. Lenore was a scream as always and having her with Kit was a double whammy! Awesome. I do love this in-depth look into Bette and Alice’s past. Who knows, maybe this won’t end when Bette spies a luscious blonde at her gallery. I can’t wait for the power duet between Bette and Alice. If Alice follows her mom’s advice who knows what might happen. Something orgasmic! Hee hee hee. Wink, wink, nudge, nudge. I am just bowled over by your magnificent words and masterful story telling. More please. Many thanks from Your Loyal Fan.
I like how Bette planned her gift to alice to a T. so T is not far away, huh? good, I can’t wait. I like this sweet side of Bette. You always give her so many layers. looking forward to the next chapter.
Flower Power…well, other than the hippie stuff, all I can think of is Bette uses flowers as a means of getting what she wants. She wants to show Alice a good time? Eat and fuck in and around a big bunch of flowers. She wants that art dude to accept her apology? A bigass arrangement of flowers. And then we see the same thing in S2 when she got pissed off that Tina got the Peabody grant and she didn’t get jackshit and then tried to apologize. I have to wonder how many flowers Bette will give Alice when she breaks up with her.
Oh, if this is going the way it appears to be, Bette will want to do just that, Lenore. Good chapter, greentea, pretty funny. And Kit and Lenore…? Hrmmm. Post soon!
Wow.. was that the name of the play? I was too riveted to Bette & Alice’s scene to notice anything else..lol. Kit&Alice banters, very funny..Lenore’s advice, priceless.:)
This Bette reminds me of SS-tina…pls pls leave her out of this one…I’m loving your particular Bette and Alice. Your Alice is much funnier/better than IC’s and she’s great there…pls post soon
Bette Porter is an ass. A beautiful, sometimes disarmingly charming ass, but Lenore is right – hurrah for the three “P’s”! On a one-off note – the S1 guest stars were so good – Anne Archer ‘got’ Lenore just right, and you do too! I could never see Alice and Bette as more that self-deluded ephemera. They had to wake up and come down eventually. A hand needs a glove, and a Bette demands a Tina. Kit holds all the hipness on TLW: “Would you, would you be, could you be loved…” Thanks!
ahhh tea this was cute!!!! more soon i hope