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    From Above…Ch.7

    Story written on September 1, 2005 by lou2282.
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    London baby!

     

    The car arrives to pick us up and I ask the driveroh great, it’s Mr Charisma from yesterdayto take us to Brick Lane, the home of bangla in east central London. The driver looks suitable impressed at the fact that I’m American and know about this placeone point to me

     

    Tina’s eyes widen in amazement at the droves of people marching up the lane. The neon light advertising the curry houses reflect in her eyes and I am struck down again by her natural beauty and love of all things new.

     

    “Bette, this is bizarreI never thought so many people would be out on a Wednesday night!”

     

    I smile, “Could you drop us off at the bottom please? We’d like to walk up the lane”

     

    We climb out of the taxi and are almost immediately mobbed by touts for restaurantsTina gets drawn in by a few of them and I can tell that she’s desperate for something to eatI hope this place is still here, just a little further angel

     

    I pull her along the road as she looks longingly at the modern looking tandoori houses, all the while praying that the little restaurant I visited two years back is still there.

     

    We round the corner and I am savedslightly battered looking, with it’s neon sign flashing not quite as brightly as the others that surrounded it, The Curry House (imaginative name I know) stood waiting to wrap us in it’s warmth and exotic smell.

     

    I look at Tina and her face looks slightly disappointed when she realises that this is the place we’ll be eating.

     

    “Are you sure baby? It looks kind of rough”

     

    “Trust me T, the food in here knocks socks off the big posh ones you saw a minute a gohere, lets go in here first”

     

    We walk into a tiny store that sells alcohol and I pick up two large bottles of Cobra beer. Tina looks at me like I’ve gone mad but I stay silent as I pay and pull her out of the shop and into the restaurant.

     

    “Bette, we can’t bring our own alcohol in! Especially when it’s so obvious in a bright blue plastic bag!”

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    1. i almost choked on, am i getting my period. lol. that was some good stuff lou. and what the hell kind of teacher are you. dont know when you start rotflmao. your students must love you. love bettes thoughts. tina is helping her right along and uh, very hot girl. really enjoyed this. thanks ever so.

    6. “Though i had opened up a can of worms with Bette’s insecurity and didn’t just want to move on like ‘lalalalala everythings fine with me now she loves me’ kind of attitude…does that make sense?!”
      Of course it makes sense !! That’s very realistic, because nobody can radically change his/her deep nature so easily and quickly – even with love’s magic wand. One needs time and patience for that. And since our dear Bette is on the like-a-child-in.front-of-her-first-Christmas-tree phase, that’s also inevitable to feel insecurities more than ever : such a sudden and amazing hapiness can seem too miraculous and so rrrrun the good old what-if-I’d-loose-everything state of mind ! Too dreamy to be true, so it must be a “but” somewhere, hmm ? Anyway, our fragile Bette is so cute with all her inward thoughts ! Touching and funny – quite irresistible, for me.

      By the way, I love a lot the way you used these beautiful lyrics to mix enchantment with emotional fears. Music, and especially songs, are such a powerful and unique way to express feelings, they can so easily and quickly change our moods… Even Tina, here, felt the same moving thoughts.
      Yes, a lot of songs are just like your magnificent London : rain and fog are pieces of beauty, but a melancholic one, and so brang us at the same time warmth in heart and tears in eyes…
      So that’s certainly not a chance if you ended this chapter with rain beating on a square. (… I wonder why you didn’t like this end here ? Ah, authors’ “Porterian” insecurity and willing for perfection ! (*wink & smile !*)

      Finally… thanks a lot for the Curry House recommendation ! Next time I’ll go to London, be sure I’ll go there ! (… god, I’m feeling pretty hungry, now… I wonder why !)

      Thank you for this great story ! No doubt I’m addicted to it…

    10. i just love this story — i love how romantic AND sexy it is. Bette’s thoughts really make this story extra interesting. How about some loving on the London Eye ??

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