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    Rock Me Gently

    "Maybe this isn’t something she wants to share with a bunch of people she just met last week, guys," said Shane who was actually dying to hear this story herself.

    "Nuh-uh! Spill it, Porter, since Blondie McHottie** won’t!" stated Alice while snapping her fingers.

    Bette cleared her throat and began, "When we were five years old, Tina had a pet rock."

    Everyone sat there with mixed looks on their faces, not saying a word, until Dana spoke up. "A pet rock?" Dana looked over at Alice with a confused look.

    "Oh my God," mumbled Tina while she covered her red face with her hands.

    "Yeah, a pet rock. You know what its name was?" asked Bette as she looked at Tina with amusement.

    "This is just a shot in the dark, but, was its name Rocky?" Alice asked dryly.

    "No," said Bette. "It’s name was Josh." Bette quickly leaned over to avoid Tina’s light slap aimed at her head.

    "JOSH?!" shouted the other girls in unison.

    "Yep, she named it Josh after her BOYFRIEND who gave her the rock," Bette started laughing and Tina almost got the upper hand in their mini-battle on the floor but Bette quickly got her bearings back and maintained control.

    All the girls broke into fits of laughter and mock sighs of "Oh, Joooooooooooshy!" and even "Josh and Tina, sittin’ in a tree…"

    "Josh Becker was NOT my boyfriend!" Tina was embarrassed as hell, but also trying hard not to laugh. "He was just a nice boy…"

    "Josh was the Spawn of Satan, end of story. I knew even back then that one day he would end up in prison for one thing or another. He was too afraid of me to show his true colors around you."

    Once everyone had settled down, Bette continued with the story of Josh the Rock…


    Los Angeles, CA – 13 years ago

    "Bette! Lookie here!" yelled Tina as she ran down to Bette’s house decked out in a cute summer dress with a Cindy Brady hairdo.
    "T!" yelled Bette with a wide smile. "What’s going on?"

    Tina reached Bette on the front porch of her house with a big smile. "Lookie what I got!" She opened her hand to reveal a smooth gray rock.

    Comments

    1. Ugh, I knew I forgot to add something in the author notes. A-B College is real. I graduated from there in 2002. It’s about an hour from Morgantown, WV in a town called Philippi.

    2. Hey Lament… LOL like I was much help in the title department… But thanks for the thanks anyway! LMFAO! Oh Lament, now I can’t wait for the whole story!!!! This is just great.. A PET ROCK? Who would think of that?

    3. “Baby rocks” you’re so funny Lament! But defenitely the part I liked the most was when Tina realized Bette is her real rock. “two thumbs up*

    4. Pet rock!! That’s great. You’re story was wonderful, so funny and sweet. Ahh, pet rocks, what makes it funnier is that people actually went out and bought them. Where the seventies that boring? I dunno, but its funny anyway. Great stuff! :P

    5. how cute a rock? i never listened about pet rock well this is a post from lament then i can expect read a lot of humor and original! this is so good and i am so happy to comment in a post from you!

    6. Lamentamini I really enjoyed reading this story. It was funny and yet you could already feel the love that Bette and Tina shared. Yodah already knew that they were in love and Alice was beginning to get the drift of their togetherness. A pet rock is better than a pet lizards. I had a few of those. Hey, you really do write very well.

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