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    I Fall Behind pt.1

    “… she left me Al. How could she have left me? She
    said we were going to get married. Then she left. I don’t understand,
    Alice.” Bette sounded so lost that Alice didn’t have the heart to argue
    anymore. Instead she covered Bette’s hand with her own.

    “I know sweetheart, I know. Candace made the biggest mistake of her life letting a treasure like you go.”

    Bette looked down into her lap, feeling the dark
    wave of her depression rise. She’s been taking antidepressants and
    mostly they worked, but she still had some bad days. Today seems to be
    gearing up to be one of those bad days.

    “Bette, look at me. I hate to say this, but you have
    to hear it. It’s been two years. She left you two years ago. You’ve
    even dated other women. Why did you stop? Why did you suddenly, out of
    nowhere, just declare one night that you’re finished dating and that
    you’re never falling in love again? Can you answer that?”

    Bette shrugged. “I don’t know Al. I… I just don’t know.”

    “Then until you have a real reason, I’m going to call it a problem. And, I’m going to find a solution.”

    “A problem? A solution for what?”

    “Bette Porter,” Alice said, trying sound as
    assertive as she could without sounding heartless, “You, my friend,
    need to get laid.”

    Bette stared at Alice with surprise, then dawning horror. “Wh- what?!”

    “And I know just the woman to help you with that.” Alice continued, ignoring Bette’s suddenly pasty face.

    “Her name’s Tina Kennard. I met her when I was doing
    LA’s top 20 ***** escorts. I booked you an appointment for tomorrow
    night, 8 pm. Have dinner ready at your apartment.”

    Bette felt the ground shift beneath her seat. She
    gaped at Alice, feeling like a passenger on a derailed train. She’d
    always known that the woman in front of her would someday cause her
    injury, even death. She knew it.

    “Jesus Christ, Alice…” Bette’s tone was aghast.

    “No, I told you. Her name’s Tina Kennard and you
    have a date with her. Don’t worry, she’s very do-able. Blonde,
    beautiful skin, beautiful body. Don’t get your panties in a twist! Or
    better yet, ditch them for tomorrow night.” Alice smirked and gave
    Bette a lecherious wink. Bette just kept staring back.

    An idle thought wandered into Bette’s mind: why can’t I move my arms
    and legs? How am I going to stab Alice with a fork if I can’t move?
    Dammit.

    TBC?

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    Comments

    1. you have a crazy Bette that hadn’t had sex witha person in a year. A nutty alice Candace that didnt want Bette,she will return aTina ina n escort service. I feel like I’m on a ferriswheel, thanks

    2. Noe this is sure different, like to see where this is going, wonder if Helena owns the agency Tina works for. Seen as you have got rid of Candace already, or have you. Look forward to your next post.

    3. ok now you have a group of very intrigued readers, a crazy Bette, and a escorting Tina, and an arrangement for tomorrow night…sounds to me like the recipe for hot fun…can’t wait

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