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    Still – Chapter 5

    Bette clinked her beer to Shane’s and agreed, “I do know what to do with what I get.” Then very seriously, “I hope I don’t choke this time around.”

    They sat in a comfortable silence, watching their watering hole fill up. They usually met at this pub, as it was almost halfway between their places. As usual they were oblivious to the many stares and some obviously glaring at them. They sometimes took bets as to how many of these poor women will brave coming up to them. That never lasted long because when they went out to meet each other, that’s precisely what they did. They were so engrossed in their conversation about Shane’s weekend they didn’t see the person approach and stand next to Shane.

     

    “Hello ladies.” The stranger greeted expectantly.

    Bette caught sight of the woman as she raised her head to look for their waitress. On seeing the woman, she frowned questioningly.

    “Hi?” Bette smiled and questioned.

    “So you are playing like that? How about you young gun?” her question directed at Shane.

    Shane tilted her head back and twisted her neck sideways to kinda see the talking woman.

    Broadly ginning Shane looked first at Bette then back at the woman. “Hi.” Was all she managed, as she had no recollection of a lot of women. Every woman to Shane was fair game, sometimes three times as she didn’t remember their faces until she got naked with them.

    “Oh get off your high horses! You seriously don’t remember me?” The woman proceeded to pull out a chair and sat down in disbelief. “You can’t both be THAT arrogant.”

    “It’s what you think lady, and it doesn’t mean it’s true.” Bette told the woman in a non inviting to chat way.

    “I’m Ashley.” She finally announced and expected name recognition at the least.

    “Yesssssss,” Shane drawled to Ashley to say more than her name, since that didn’t bite either.

    “Ah who do we have here? Hello usual suspects.” Helena nodded in Ashley’s direction and greeted her friends. “New Tina?”

    The blonde smiled at the British woman and said, “ It’s Ashley, Helena.”

    “Well hello darling and aren’t you in the know.” Turning to her friends, “hope you have been speaking highly of me.”

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