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    Situations…

    Story written on August 10, 2006 by Jobadge.
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    Does my bum look big in this?

    Bette stood at the sink clearing the last of their dishes, thinking that she was grateful she had got ready in plenty of time.

     

    Her mind wandered over the evening that was ahead of them, Alice and the gang – the awards ceremony for Los Angeles Journalist of the Year, and of course their dear friend had been nominated.

     

    “Bette…?” came the voice from the bedroom.

     

    “Yeah?”

     

    “Could you come here a minute?”

     

    “On the way…”

     

    Bette turned the corner into the bedroom, her eyes taking in the sight before her.

     

    Tina stood with clothes strewn around the room, on the bed, on the floor, on the chair, wardrobe doors flung open.

     

    “T…, what on earth are you doing?”

     

    “I don’t know what to wear?”

    “I thought you had decided?”

     

    “I know, but it didn’t feel right…”

     

    “Well…”

     

    “Help me Bette, I am going crazy here…”

     

    “Why don’t you wear that sexy little black number…” Bette said as she wiggled her eyebrows.

     

    “Porter, you are not helping…”

     

    “I am, you look great in it babe…”

     

    “Well, what about these?” Tina asked as she held up a pair of trousers and silk blouse.

     

    “Put them on and let me see.”

     

    Tina put the trousers on, struggling to pull the zipper up. She turned, looking in the mirror at all angles.

     

    “Does my bum look big in this?”

     

    Bette smiled, they were not the most flattering trousers Tina had put on, but in the same breath she didn’t want to make Tina feel self conscious.

     

    “Um…”

     

    “Bette… just tell me…”

     

    “Well…”

     

    “Are we talking Greyhound Bus or London Cab?”

     

    Bette smiled once again at her partner’s choice of words.

     

    “Bette, I’m having a ‘fat day’, just tell me okay.”

     

    “They look great”

     

    “Right, thank you…”

     

    Bette looked on, standing in the door way, shaking her head, smiling at the woman whom she worshipped more than anything in the world.

     

    Tina undid the trousers and threw them on the bed with the rest of the wardrobe contents, she slipped on the first dress she had tried on an hour ago, sighing, now satisfied, “Okay…, I’m ready…”

     

     

     

     

     

     

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    Comments

    1. Ah, the mundane moments–does Tina wear knickers to cover her bum? I just love how these girls are becoming more and more British by the day! Just loving these stories–hope you continue them for a long time!

    2. Grayhound Bus..or London Cab!…lol….i love it!….you do know i have pains in my sides from laughing at these mental pics i keep getting of B&T.in these situations……fab as always hun…

    3. You know, when the zipper is acting that way, you really don’t have to ask about your bum. Crap! All you Brits, now I’m doing it, too! Tina and I are Americans and we have ASSES! Now I have to go look for my knickers. Probably left them with my suspenders. I may wear them with my vest.

    4. The deal between you and citygirl is intriguing and yet a bit unsettling. Sort or like the marriages between first cousins we used to see in Appalachia.

    6. LOL…this was great…things like that happening all the time….PS. please write an alternative chapter to CG’s story, make tibetters happy, kick ally’s butt, send her to bora-bora, reunite B&T, and resurrect Shane..whew, is it too much to ask?

    8. I am glad you are going to write a ending to Citygirl’s story…that ending left me all emotional (she did an excellent job of crushing the dream) we need you to bring the dream back. I see that you are an excellent writer also so I know you won’t disappoint. Do your thing dearie.

    10. OMG you just wrote about one of my fears. I’d probably say it has nothing to do with her butt but everything to do with the pants being butt ugly. Shit, if I need a real opinion I’ll just use my camera phone and send a pic to my mom. =p

    12. Been there, done that….LOL. These snippets off everyday life are hilarious and adorable. Sorry to hear about the lappy, I know what it means to you, but JT must be happy LOL :o)).

    15. Didn’t get it. What’s wrong with London Cab? You need to write a bloody long chapter for Citygirl’s story. You can’t just finish it with tiny hope for Bette and Tina. I need to see them together again and living a happy life since ever to make up the damage done by reading the sad story. ;)

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