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    What If – 14 (A)

    Story written on December 27, 2017 by SkunkPU80.
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    Samuel: I mean how do I fix things? Bette: Do I look like Dr. Phil to you? Samuel: [tilts his head thinking] Bette: [pissed he took a second to long to answer her question] Okay, you know what move away from me. Samuel: No, wait I wasn’t thinking you looked like him, ughhhhh….[he cries out

    Samuel: I mean how do I fix things?

    Bette: Do I look like Dr. Phil to you?

    Samuel: [tilts his head thinking]

    Bette: [pissed he took a second to long to answer her question] Okay, you know what move away from me.

    Samuel: No, wait I wasn’t thinking you looked like him, ughhhhh….[he cries out in frustration] I don’t want to be weak, I mean women like strong men right?

    Bette: That, Sam I am I wouldn’t know.

    Samuel: But, earlier you said you knew women.

    Bette: I do.

    Samuel: I’m so confused.

    Bette: Look, you came over here wanting to know if I would participate in your little survey, so ask me what you need to ask me then be like Michael Jackson and ease on down the yellow brick road.

    Samuel: [flipping over his clipboard] I know it’s off topic but you ever wonder if you’ve ever seen the same pigeon twice?

    Bette: [stares at him in disgust]

    Samuel: [clearing his throat] Oookay, first question while here at the Los Angeles International Airport do you feel safe?

    Bette: I currently have blood gushing from my genital area.

    Samuel: Uh,—so that would be a no [he awkwardly says] it then says to skip down to question oh here it is, question number two do you feel the current security available is extreme in nature?

    Bette: You know what I consider “extreme” driving before your windshield defrosts when you’re running late now that’s extreme.

    Samuel: Is that a possible maybe?

    Bette: [ignoring him] Say, is the bar opened yet? I need a drink.

    Samuel: No ma’am, besides you don’t need alcohol this early in the morning.

    Bette: You also don’t need a car to get places but it certainly fucking helps.

    Samuel: Understood.

    Bette: My wife and I had a huge fight, she’s barely speaking to me, before we could talk she hopped on a flight and flew to Atlanta, two days ago she sent me a we need to talk text, her flight is set to arrive any minute…..now, I ask you Screech do I sound like someone whose not deserving of a drink?

    Samuel: I have eight Jack Daniel miniatures hidden inside the towel dispenser in the men’s bathroom if you want one!

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    1. Hi Skunk:

      Very nice chapter, poor Bette, opening her mouth before using her brain, not a good thing to do.
      Tasha has many possibilities, but she wants to make things work with Alice.
      Wow, Dana was caught with her hands in the cookie jar; she and Alice are at a crossroad let’s see where they’ll go.
      Thanks so much for this nice and funny chapter, I’ll read the update.

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