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    Twisted Triangles ch.10

    The bathroom is looking awfully right for our first time. Tina in a stall. Tina with one leg over my shoulder. Tina moaning my name. At that thought I moan into her neck where she roughly placed it moments ago.

    The song is finally changing. But I wont dare be the first one to break this up. I cant move that much right now anyway. We kept up our activity.

    “Hey Bette?” She whispers. Its low, its bursting with lust and want and need.

    “Yes, Tina?” Im sure I sounded the same way.

    “We should stop.” Yeah, its the right thing to do.

    “We should stop.” She sighed like she knew I had given up. And I sighed because maybe we should. Then in the same instant something told me to speak up. “But I want this. I want you” the whole time I never let her go, though she was looking at me.

    As she put her lips to my neck she whispered “God, Im so wet right now.” Jesus. Thats it.

    “Me too.” Now my mind and body is being controlled by my desire. Before I know it I say: “You want to get out of here.” Say yes, say yes, say yes. I will run in these heels to find a cab. Anything to get out of here right now. ANYTHING.

    “Hey, Bette, Tina, the girls are over doin body shots, yall in?” Ok words cannot express the rage I am feeling for Shane right now. Could she not have worst timing. Damn this place, damn it to *****. One, two, three. ***** counting isnt working. But I know we have to go or else theyll wonder why. And if they know that we left together, theyll ask questions. If we stand here, then theyll wander over to the dance floor and see what I hope they didnt notice in the first place. So body shots it, is. Woo-hoo.

    “Yeah sure.” I turn to Tina, who seems frozen to the floor with the same deer/headlights look again. “Tina are you coming?” Ha ha, couldnt help myself. And I quickly turn away from her.

    Ok walking is a problem. It seems as if my underwear arent as comfortable as they were when I put them on. I think Im walking sideways. I hear Tina giggling behind me.

    Comments

    1. WOO! That was incredible! And funny? Uh…YEAH! It craked me up! I loved the part where Bette said ‘…if you asked me what my name was I couldn’t tell you. Yes I could, it would be: ‘Tina’s Bitch.’ LMAO!!! You are a riot Laurelite! Ths story is priceless! Keep up the good work!

    2. Have read all the chapters and had to comment. I love this story. I am glad you posted you made my day and as working in a club, I totally can feel how a great descripion between the two as i see it on a reg basis. Please post soon!!

    3. da onlyest thing i can say GOD DAMN!!! i have never read such a beautiful and pants watering story please 4 da luv of dis site write sum more. GOD DAMN!!!!

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