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Remembering Me – Bette Porter L Word
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No sooner do my pajamas hit the tile floor, and the much needed shower spray hits my skin, the baby begins to fuss and cry. I ignore it, as the smells of me having been away from soap and water too long begin to wash away.
After a minute or two I peek from behind the shower door to see Angelica red-faced and really pissed off at me. I hurriedly wash my hair, while the baby continues her incessant yowling.
On the sensitive subject of baby crying Tina and I are back and forth about how long to let it go on, but this fit is really escalating into a hurricane of a wail.
I abandon my efforts at showering.
“Okay, okay, listen here, you’re fine.” I try talking Angelica down, when I’m faced with two monumental decisions.
Drawstrings on my pants today? Or elastic to hold them up?
I toss the towel back toward the bathroom door, and go with blue Nike drawstrings.
Tucked between the bed pillows, the baby continues to wail. If she weren’t so obviously safe, so over-the-moon cared for, and a thousand pictures taken of her everyday by three, I’d worry about her, but I think she’s just letting off steam.
“Baby, baby, baby, what’s the trouble here? Not enough colors in the rainbow for you today? ” I tickle her tiny foot, but that only proves to be more infuriating.
Wow! This child can scream, when suddenly, the bedroom door flies opens and Tina, wet patches spreading across the her blouse, charges in.
“What?” I shrug, sure of my innocence. ”I didn’t do anything at all to get her twisted off like this.” To prove my point I pick the baby up and rock her. “See we’re good. I was just putting some clean clothes on.”
Angelica still cries in my arms, but her volcanic bellowing has subsided.
Exasperated, Tina looks at her soaking wet blouse. ”Bette, just give her to me. I’ll take her and feed her. I mean…look at me!”
“I know we’re a handful. You’ve got it hard.” I laugh sympathetically and hand Angelica over to Tina. “How was the outside world anyway?”
“They put a new wood-fired pizza oven at the market, and the smog’s not too bad today.” She walks out of the room calling over her shoulder, “Will you put the groceries away, while I feed the baby? I didn’t buy much at all. Grapes, a few things, you’ll see.”
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Wow. Such intense, tender moments again in the Porter-Kennard household, blackbird. I hope the new and exhausted mommies will find a way to really talk because they’re both going through a lot with the baby’s arrival. The sports announcer’s narration of Bette’s daring dive? Hilarious! That speaks volumes on Bette’s desperation for intimacy at that point.
Btw, are these season two stories a prequel to your earlier post-Lez Girls party and Mustangs posts? You’re on a roll here, so please continue this train of thought. But I hope you’ll get back and finish Mustangs too, at some point. You left us with a cliffhanger and I’m really curious how that story ends.
I have been meaning to tell you for many weeks now how much I love and appreciate your work, these lovely, unique stories, your gift for words and generosity for sharing your work and posting on a regular basis. Many thanks and two thumbs’ up, blackbird! Please write on! Cheers! ;D
Awesome writing and description of their most intimate and powerful moments. Their neural synapses are bathed in hormones and they can’t stop. Please continue.
A babysitter would help. If they had more moments like these, they would not go through all the crazy stuff that went on in Season 3.
*thud*…I fainted with that scene.. And love what is going on to Bette’s mind..Hilarious!… she’s quite desperate. ..:p to be laid.
I go for it and as I hold her by the back of her head and kiss her with everything I’ve got, I send up a victory flare. I dedicate this one kiss to all the frustrated motherfuckers out there.
Lines like that are awesome, and amusing too.
Thanks for another entertaining chapter!
A babysitter is really necessary.I love your writing.Thank you.
Thank you so much for your stories! Yes, please finish Mustangs.
i laughed about the 2nd shower scene about bette rushed to be with tina in the shower and again at the end when Tina quoted ” need a babysiter”. this is my 2nd favorite stories .. it is deeply passionate and i like the way you describes every details in the love scenes in the story.. i love reading about passion. “Milkyway” is my favorite and this is 2nd best.. thankful for you to share this stories …wonderfully done and great reading.
my dear lord… ..It’s like read it the first time…
This is crazy, fucking mind blowing, some deep shit, the emotions and feelings these two go through is extraordinary!
I think I missed this first read round! Glad I didn’t this time! Brilliant!
Good God! This chapter is the most highly charged and erotic that I think I’ve ever read. In my long years of living this side of the fence, This is my first encounter with the desire for breast milk and the deep connection that is struck when partners are brave enough to recognise it and indulge.
What a way back for Bette. I love your writing and you’re definitely in my top three of the best visual storytellers. I could hear Bette thinking and the deep dive that she took at the end of this chapter was magnificent.