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SECOND CHANCES 3
           Alice parked at the front yard and saw Bette’s car, what was Bette doing at Helena’s house? Alice was anxious to know what was going on between her two friends. The blonde let her mind free and started thinking about how Bette and Helena had become closer during the last months, but one thing was getting closer and other was this “closer”. Sleeping with Helena was too much closer for Bette Alice thought. However Helena is really hot with that accent,… and Bette,… she still remember how “charming” Bette was when dating a woman… so two plus two,… though the blonde. Alice saw Helena waiting at the door and understood that if she and Bette would have spent the night together the door would be close… She smiled at Helena and shook her head trying to get rid of that ideas… As soon as Helena saw Alice she knew something not very good was on her mind What do you have in mind Al? Alice came into the house promising not to tell Helena about her ideas or even asking her about Bette’s car, so the best answer she got was Nothing you really want to know, trust me, but with the ideas crossing my mind I cant tell you something pretty sure. I need sex. Helena drove Al through the house to the pool where the took a seated, some of Helena’s assistants brought with coffe and cups, but as soon as the assistant was gone the words took life in Alice’s mouth and she asked Why is Bette’s car here Helena? Helena laughed, she was pretty sure that Alice would asked about the car a soon as they faced each other so she was surprised Alice had resisted for more than one minute. The meaning of words such as discretion or secret are not on your vocabulary Alice. Even her friend was laughing Alice could not avoid a expression on her face of being caught in the middle of something which made Helena laugh even more Don’t worry Al, I dn’t care. Bette call me last night as I wasn’t in the mood I hung her up the phone so she came to visit me. We talked, we drunk and we almost get drunk,… so I invited Bette to sleep her, the hangover was still hitting us this morning so she call a cab.
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Been waiting for your next post. Hope you”ll continue.
Heeey i was wondering what happened to this story, glad to see you back and look forward to the next one!
That was a great piece of writing! I really enjoyed your writing! Now, take a deep breath, and continue! -will await eagerly!-
great story please continue ASAP. We all need BeLena