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Summer Vacation. Chapter 34
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Jo leant across, hiding the smile on her lips, “Probably because … hopefully … they weren’t up all night last night having sex …?”
Lottie grinned and pushed her away, “Yeah, alright!”
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“Who the fuck’s that?” barked Shane, annoyed as her head snapped up from it’s resting place on Carmen’s pillow,
Carmen grinned and raised hers too, glancing in the direction of the buzzing phone, “Dunno, maybe it’s my Mom,”
“When does your Mom ever call?” Shane asked, slightly sarcastically, “she’s far too capable,” she huffed and swung her legs out of bed, getting up to walk across to answer the phone naked,
Carmen turned on her side, watching the view of her wife as she left their bed,
Shane muttered under her breath as she walked, “Whoever it is they’d better have a damn good excuse for interrupting my Sunday morning … Hello?”
Alice paused for a moment as Shane gruffly answered the phone, picking up the handset and rejoining Carmen back in their bed before the caller had even had a chance to identify themselves,
“Hi,” said Alice brightly, “Uh … did I interrupt something,”
“Yes.” Shane replied honestly, without going into details, “Al it’s Sunday morning, what do you want,”
“We have a situation,” Alice rambled dramatically as Helena merely looked on, “we’ve just found out it’s Lottie’s birthday on Thursday and we don’t know whether to tell Bette or not,”
Shane frowned and turned to Carmen who was waiting for an update on the call, “Alice,” said Shane, her hand covering the receiver, “something about Lottie’s birthday,”
Carmen was about to reply when her cell jumped to life on the bedside table beside them and she grabbed it, surprised,
Shane groaned and rolled her eyes, “It’s Sunday for fucksake, don’t people know new mommies are supposed to be sleeping,”
“It’s Lara,” said Carmen, noticing the caller, she picked up, “Hi,”
“Hi,” said Lara, “sorry to bother you but we just wanted some adoption advice,”
Carmen smiled and sat back, assuming that her phonecall to Lara was likely to be briefer and less hassle than Shane’s, “No problem,”
“I don’t know what you want me to say Al,” replied Shane, after Alice had explained their predicament, “you’ve got two choices, either tell Bette or don’t …”
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Hel is always catching it, hopefully Bette takes the news well. Hel should kick Al’s ass or even better withhold sex that would really get her. PPS
aw, see, this is why you’re my favorite writer…i loved this chapter, and don’t argue with me. hehe. draughty dorm rooms, eh? hehe…*arches an eyebrow* i don’t suppose you know nufin’ ’bout that? *snicker* i myself never lived in a dorm room, as i think i’ve told you, and i’m happy not to have…but can enjoy others storie. hint hint. anyway lovely, this was really cute and i’m thrilled to have read two postings in less than two weeks with your crazy schedule. i even like shane and carmen in your stories, which is not a usual thing…newdawn does them as well, in a way i like, but you make all of them so sweet and realistic and healthy and interesting…a hard combo lady! pps whenever you can (i’m looking forward to reading over your shoulder when you do babe;) oh, and for funnyone’s benefit, i am NOT making bette and helena celibate, just cuz i’ve been *told*…but they’ll run into rough times ahead. muahahahahaha…ok, but i’ll be gentle.
I seriously laughed out loud with this one. You made my day by posting today. This chapter was awesome and I cant wait for the next one. I bet that Bette goes all out for a b-day present for Lottie, but what could it be. hmmm PPVS
Alice is tooo funny. Making all these plans but too afraid to tell Bette that it is Lottie’s birthday on Thursday. And Tina thinking that everytime the phone rings that it is Angie. Loved the long, slow, death by sex from Tina to her sexy wife Bette.
Oh man that was so funny and Alice so so crazy but gonna love her, poor Helena lol. Please post soon, thanks!
Sofasitter, this is one terrific story…I am thoroughly enjoying it since discovering it 3 nights ago! Really well written, fabulous dialogue and your Lottie character fits right in perfectly. The sad part is that I see you haven’t udated it since September…you’re killing me….I hope that you will finish it. Please update?
Too funny. Damn what a way to spend Sunday morning. Lottie’s Dad derserved so much more, but Bette should tell her. Alice you big chicken. This so reminds me of my friends. The phone usually starts around 8;30 and I’m the same way. Like who the hell is calling at this time, cos they know better.
I loved reading it.I laughed a lot.Thanks.
Helena better make Alice pay for that. They should all make Alice pay for that. God, it was just Lottie’s birthday. I was sitting here wondering if she was really a man, if she had a prosthetic limb or other medical condition, if she has to wear corrective lenses when she drives. Maybe she wasn’t willing to donate her organs. Nobody wants my organs anymore, they are assumed to be tainted by my diabetes, but I like them. And nobody has to make me wear my glasses, I’m too goddamned blind to do anything but go to the bathroom without them. But a word about Word: I say fight the machine! As helebette knows, I’ve seen it try to change her to “celibate”. Now, I’ve never met the woman, but it just didn’t seem right, so I didn’t allow it.
Best Sunday morning ever! I totally get not wanting the pets to “watch” anything. They usually want to nap or something though. Usually. It’s just best if they’re out of the room. Um. Yeah. I don’t think Hels will get it in the neck for telling Bette, it’s not like it’s *bad* news or anything… It just means that once again, Bette’s one of the last to know anything. And everything’s being planned without her. Which is likely… well, bad. Oh well, Hels, we hardly knew ye. The chapter was too funny, lovely to read. Post when you can sofa, thanks!