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    Life: Altered 03.05 ~*~ Hide

                “Damn it, don’t break it!”  She blurted out and Emily
    said with a wide grin.

                “Already broken big sis.  So tell me, how are you doing, I mean really
    doing?  No seven year itch?  Seen any ***** women that catch your eye?”  Tina narrowed
    her eyes and shook her head no, her blonde hair flying.

                “***** no, I can’t even
    contemplate being with another woman.  I
    am still head over heels in love with Bette.”  Tina announced
    and their mom slammed down the pitcher of beer, really getting into her role of
    being a *****.  She playfully hitched
    up her pants, swaggering, twirling the chair around, and straddling it.  Sending both Tina
    and Emily into a fit of laughter.  That was the game for the evening; they were
    all going to be like Tina. 

                *****.  *****. 
    *****.  Whatever the label, tonight
    they were delving into HER world.

                “Honey, how do you pick up
    women?”  Eliza
    asked, blinking and being ultra serious as she scanned the crowd in search of a
    victim for her to test her prowess on.

                “I wonder what dad would
    say…”  Tina
    began, sighing a bit at the thought of her mom picking up a woman.

                “He’s more than likely rolling
    around in his grave at this very instant. 
    Rest his ***** soul.” Eliza stated, Emily
    made the sign of the cross, and Tina rolled her
    eyes at their antics.

                “Dad never minded that I was
    with Bette mom.” 
    Tina stated, and Eliza
    poured herself a glass of beer.  She grin
    at her oldest daughter, she hadn’t understood what she’d meant.

                “No, he was jealous that you
    were getting all the good looking women…” 
    Emily slapped the table, laughing hard
    and Tina‘s mouth hung open.

                “MOTHER!”

    ~*~*~*~*~*

                Bette
    lay in their bed, the bed she shared with Tina,
    but instead, she was in it with Candace.  They’d spent the afternoon indulging in each
    other in various ways.  Bette
    looked up at the ceiling staring at the faint cracks there and she wondered why
    she wasn’t feeling any guiltier than she was? 

                Sure, she felt badly that she
    was breaking her vows to Tina; yes, she was sad
    that she’d fallen to this new low in her life. 
    Yet, she wasn’t unhappy about being with Candace,
    what did that mean about her, and her relationship with Tina?  Why wasn’t she feeling more than this?  Why?  Why
    was she doing this to Tina?  To herself? 
    To their relationship? 

    Comments

    1. “Expect the unexpected & then expect something different.” So that means you will get rid of Candyass but then maybe you won’t but you will? I’ve read enough of your stories before to know that there will be a very, very long ride with very, very little predictability. I can only imagine what you are going to come up with to explain how Tonya knows Quinn. Looking forward to the next post, I think.

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