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    The Pussy Club

    I lift my eyebrows. Good thinking Helena. ”Four shots of tequila. Then we’ll go.” I nod my head toward the curtains.

    ”Oh, Wait! Bahama. Do you have a great pair of trousers and a long sleeved man’s shirt. And a tie? You know with really hot panties under all of that.” She sweeps her vision with her hand in front of her. She nods at Bahama and looks at me.

    ”You, Bette?”

    ”A flight attendant who blows my mind.”

    ”Commercial air or charter?” Sunny asks.

    Our tequila arrives. ”Surprise me.”

     

    Bette_lookingLsmiliingBette’s House – Bette

    Helena and I have shed our evening wear for drawstring pants and cotton shirts. We lean back on the couch and finish off the last of the joint together. There may be no hangover but there’ll be plenty of sit ups to do. I’ve made us ice cream sundaes in the middle of the night. The drawbacks of pot are beginning to dawn on me.

    ”God, that was a nice top off to a dismal evening. Thank you, Bette.” Helena says as she rests her sundae just under chin and spoons deliciousness into her mouth.

    I squirt chocolate syrup on my chocolate ice cream. ”Why don’t you borrow against your inheritance and buy a strip club. I bet you’d enjoy that.”

    ”But wouldn’t it get to be too much? Maybe I’d never want it again?” She looks at me doubtfully.

    ”No, you’d want it still! Are you kidding?” I laugh at her ridiculousness.

    ”You think?”

    ”I know so. Look what you did! You spent your last twenty dollars on dancing pussy, Helena!”

    ”You’re one to talk. What was our bill?”

    ”Forget about it. Better yet, never tell, Alice.”

    ”Or Tina?”

    ”No, for sure, tell, Tina. She’ll be amused.”

    ”I don’t think so, Bette.” Helena laughs skeptically. ”Why do you?”

    ”Maybe amused is the wrong word.” I finish my sundae and fall back rubbing my stomach. My whole body feels wavy and warm and then inside my throat still cold. I lick my lips.

    ”Why’d you fuck her? You are such an asshole.”

    ”I was rich and she was beautiful. I was used to getting what I wanted.”

    ”I had wonderful dreams of killing you. Ever eat Fugu?”

    Helena laughs. ”That would have been brilliant!”

    Comments

    1. I remember that pot-smoking scene w/Jodi and Tom. I thought when Bette inhaled the smoke that Jodi exhaled was one of the most erotic scenes I’ve seen. It was so freakin’ hot. Bette’s outspoken comments and thoughts can be attributed to her baked state. Hilarious scenes w/Helena and the strippers. Very funny and outrageous. You keep outdoing yourself, Ms. BB

    2. Helena to off Jenny for Bette – hilarious! I agree, the pot scene with Jodi was hot.
      Helena and Bette are are similar – nice to see them work thing out.

    3. It was really fun! I liked it!
      I have to admit to smoking pot scene was hot (although it would have been better if not with Jodie) I know, I know. will have to wait ;)
      the scene is like Helena and Bette… -God! :D. Bette asked her about Jenny was just sensational.
      whether, now Bette notices the signs, or later? and they will have an affair …
      I’m looking forward to the sequel.

    4. Alice’s influence as Helena’s room mate is rubbing off on her. It was hilarious seeing Bette getting her pleasure interrupted by Helena. Tina starting to wear Bette’s rings again? Bring it on BB!

    5. Does she ever talk on the phone? Of course, not. God, how does that work?

      At the time the episode was filmed, it worked with teletype devices for the deaf, abbreviated TTY or TDY. These were the same high-speed morse signals used on WW2 military teletypes, but (by 1984) available in highly portable electronic models about the size and weight of (oh how this dates me) portable typewriters – which they closely resembled. The telephone handset would be put in rubber cups where the typewriter roller would be, and messages were typed out on the keyboard, which the TTY would convert to highspeed beeping code that would be picked up by the TTY at the other end of the phone call, where the typed words would appear on one of the Times Square type moving message displays (and, on deluxe models, also printed on adding machine paper).

      That was then. Now there are desktop and laptop computers with cameras, so video-phone conversations between two people who are on-screen doing Sign Language directly with each other is possible. In fact several of my deaf friends gave up their telephone lines altogether, dumped their TTYs, and now communicate entirely over the internet with cameras.

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