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Two To Tango Chapter 10
Previously on Two to Tango:
Donaldson though it’s true.” He twisted up the newspaper as Kelly angrily, repeats the next few lines in utter torment.
“No one has EVER made her so elated like one Ms. Tina Kennard. Ooh, we can’t wait to see them walk down dyke land of forever together, forever.
Ooh, doesn’t that sound like a good gay ole’ time to you all? Okay, send your B & T well wishes to my email at alicepieszeckiloveshertwat@yahoo.com. I love you all, and see you next week, on my new column, ten ways to make her go, ooh, lala.”
Mr. Donaldson ruffles up the paper in an anger fits and exhales a breath of calmness and utters.
“Ooh, it’s ON. That little bitch won’t know what will hit her and soon.” His face showed no emotion what so ever, as Kelly was ready to roll up her sleeves and surprise the pair.
In one round of musical tango, no one would EVER forget, if these two only realized, no matter who tried to stand in their way.
No one would ever claim B & T’s hearts, no because they already belonged to one another, forever and ever.
Chapter 10
MR. & MRS. DONALDSON-(PLANS ARE FINALIZED & TRUE FEELINGS ARE DISCOVERED)
It wrestles again with his heartache, those familiar memories that sauntered in and out of him. Jackson stares quietly, outwards at no particular sight. His masculine palms jitter in anticipation at today’s events ahead.
“I hate her. I do. I can’t pretend our last moments together, weren’t at all painful.” His freshly shaven face felt soft wind caresses him tenderly as he shut his eyelids tightly. Inside of his cluttered mindset of shattered thoughts and hopeless dreams lost. He looked at one particular place, in which still had some fond memories of one Ms. Bette Louise Porter.
“I was named Elizabeth as a child and then later in life. I just wanted to be known as Bette. It’s simplistic and I love it.”
Her voice resounds as he felt the calm wind tickle his spine.
Those familiar emotions spurt out of him as he recalls their first date together. It was Central Park, and he had made them both a picnic lunch. “God, I was so NERVOUS, I practically ran to ever Deli store I could find.”


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