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    Trouble in designer suits Ch.24

     

    Now I am all for games but I was just sat there minding my own business when there was a knock at the door.

     

    “Go away I am not interested and nor do I need you Rachel.”

     

    I nearly fell of my seat when a voice plainly not hers answered.

     

    “Miss, I am sorry miss but I have been asked by lady to deliver note to you.”

     

    With that a peace of paper slid under the door and I heard hurried footsteps leave the room. I finished up and stood up retrieving the note.

     

    Andy,

     

                You seem to be tense tonight and I feel I may have played some part in that but please allow me to help. I cannot leave our friend that would be rude so I propose that before you return to the table you remove those panties you are wearing and get back here.

     

    Rachel.

     

    Breath I must remember to breath. I would have thought better of what it sounded like she was suggesting but by this time I was throbbing with such need that I don’t think there was enough blood left in my brain for it to function properly.

     

     

    ———–Bette———

     

    I saw a rather flushed Andy return to her seat just as my cell vibrated in my pocket. After what I read I am sure Andy was not the only one looking flushed, little did I know that it was for the same reason as me, that insatiable want that my wife could instil in me and that neither of us could resist apparently.

     

    Bette, I feel so frustrated after the plane, what is a girl to do. Meet me in the bathroom ten minutes.

     

    The temperature just went up by 20 degrees and I could feel heat coming from a more important place at just the thought of it, I was once famous for my bathroom antics but it had been a while and obviously my last attempt had not worked.

     

    ————Rachel——–

     

    As she sat I held my hand out for her bag to see if she had done as I requested and watched over the table as Bette read her phone and turned a brilliant shade of red before Tina left the table. Now for the fun part.

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    1. Now my reaction to be asking if I’d been to the Tate Modern certainly wasn’t the same as Andy’s, but then again I’m not a modern art type and wasn’t in the same situation as Andy when asked the question, lol. You just have to love these guys, Bette and Tina, Andy and Rachel, they’re made for each other. Two sides of the same coin with the same wicked sense of humour. I have to pass the Savoy Hotel on my way home from class and if I burst out laughing on the bus when I do because I remember their dinner antics I’m gonna completely blame you. Great chapter, made me laugh and has been my distraction for the night. I need to get back to my essay and you need to get back to writing the next chapter! PLEASE!!! =) Let’s see what these guys can get up to next.

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