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Remembering Me – Part Two
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With a baby towel I wipe the perspiration from her forehead. “Aren’t you overdoing it a little?”
“Much better. It was stinging my eyes.”
”You could’ve stopped.”
”I could have.”
”Babe, I’ve invited Shane to come to dinner with us.”
”Tonight? Sure.”
Shane says, ”She wants to tip me for being your sex sitter.”
”Very funny.” I push her sightly. ”I can see you’re holding onto that line.”
Bette claps her hand on Shane’s shoulder and with the other she frames the business’ slogan. ”Shane’s Sex Sitting Service – by the hour.”
”Baby has got to be somewhere in the title,” I offer.
Bette considers my rewrite for an instant. ”But wouldn’t ’Baby Sex Sitting’ land her in jail?”
”Definitely,” Shane says, ”and living next door to you I already know too much.”
”Hey!” Bette says, while whizzing the hand towel around, as if she’s ready to snap it. ”I can count on not two, but four hands how many woman you’ve fucked in my pool!”
”That you know of,” Shane adds slyly. Backing away she says, ”I can meet you guys somewhere at eight.”
”How about Paella on Melrose? They’ll let me in with a long sweater, over my running shorts.”
”See you.” Shane waves ’so long’!
Bette picks up the knapsack. ”It’s getting dark, Baby.”
“I have to feed her before we go we dinner.”
“A very good thing for you, too, baby,” Bette says, as Angelica drools a little baby sputter back.
Around us, along the upper rims of the trail, people are gathering along its edges to watch the sunset over the Santa Monica Mountains.
”Here?” Bette asks, settling the backpack’s straps over her shoulders. ”Or should we drive home?”
Trailhead parking lot –
Bette’s POV –
As the sun drops behind the Santa Monica mountains day turns to night in a matter of minutes. In the canyon outside my car, the night creatures stir in the shadows. I reach for the key in the ignition when Tina stops me.
”Let’s just stay here. She won’t take long.” Tina unbuttons her blouse.
With no where pressing to go, I recline my car seat and my exhaustion settles over me in a fog, holding within it, the faintness of Tina’s perfume, a whiff of me after exercising, but most of all the overpowering scent of our tiny baby.
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Fantastic chapter!
Alice and her Vampire, God, she is the only one of the gang to get involved like that.
I would’nt mind to only see Bette in tanktop and pajamas, she looks incredible sexy in it.
Beautiful pictures! I love them and this story.
Thank you!
Thanks Bibi! (Here’s more about what I was thinking, too)
As the writer, I’m creating the arcs and portraying the inner struggles Bette’s going through in this pivotal part of her life. To do this as an immersive experience for the readers I’m creating sub-textures and metaphors in Bette’s mind as she tears and knits her thoughts and emotions back together, Hopefully, there’s a real sense of sharing that grief and hope with her through her experiences.
Starting moodily with post-coital bliss and moving to uncertainty on her trail run, her true feelings of tenderness are revealed in her watercolor portraits of Tina and the baby. All these mixtures of emotions she goes through as she wrestles with her sense of alienation she’s labeled her, lesbian daddy blues.
Her character changes dramatically in “Remembering Me, Part One” through “Part Two”. From ardent in her quest for sexual intimacy, her professional high-powered egotistic self no longer suited up for action, we’re meeting the struggling Bette Porter trying to find her way in a wholly new form of intimacy that’s unfolding.
Love your writing. Thanks for continuing to write.
Okay, so I had time to read it before my flight loved it! I see Angelica isnt the only one nursing (smile)! Vampires…….yup only Alice! I love the incorporated pictures cant wait until the next chapter!