Bette: What the fuck!? [she yells out slamming on the brake causing her head to violently jerk forward] Out of nowhere three teenage boys staring at her purposely stood in the middle of the road refusing to move. Beyond pissed she sticks her head out of the window.

The Teenage Boys: [no longer paying her any attention began whispering among themselves]

Bette: Uh, excuse me Hewey, Dewey, and Louie can you not stand in the middle of the road I’m in a rush and need to get that parking spot! [she says pointing in that direction]

Boy #1: Relax, Zbornak we’re just try——.

Bette: [hearing the name immediately cuts him off] I’m……I’m sorry what did you just call me!?

Boy #2: He called you Zbornak.

Bette: That’s what I thought he said!

Boy #2: You know after Dorothy Zbornak from The Golden Girls it was this show my grandma used to watch back in the 1800’s you were born the same year so you should remember it. [all three boys giggle at his comment]

Boy #1: We use the word whenever we talk to the elderly.

Boy #3: Yeah, and people who are AARP members [shrugging his shoulders] its a respect thing.

It was bad enough they were blocking her from getting to the only available parking spot she came across for the past 15 minutes but, now they had insulated her they had called her old and she wasn’t having it. Releasing her seat belt, putting her car in park, she gets out, and stands in the front of the hood of the car with her arms crossed. The once expressive teens were now speechless staring at her in complete awe. All to familiar with their facial expression she smirks awaiting for one of them to speak surprisingly she didn’t have to wait long.

Boy #3: WOW!!!!!!!! [he says with his mouth wide open]

Boy #1: [smiling for the first time] You’re nothing like we expected you to be I think I’m in love!

Boy #2: [face turned beet red quickly grabbing the beach towel from around his neck he wraps it tightly around his waist hoping to conceal the “cervical submarine” growing between his legs]

Nothing like they expected her to be? Nothing like they expected!? She was Bette “Fucking” Porter! If they didn’t know they needed to ask somebody! Standing statuesque, her hair straightened flawlessly blowing amongst the wind, wearing a business suit that hugged her curves, wearing Stella McCarthy’s summer black pumps on her feet, and sunglasses to match Bette looked stunning! If she was apart of a full course meal you would want to slop her up with a biscuit! Like Scooby, waiting for a Scooby snack from where she stood she could see all three foaming at the mouth. She recognized that type of foam right away…..it was the same foam spilling from her mouth the first time she laid eyes on Tina. It was the foam of lust! Knowing what was on the minds of the three armpits she decided to use it to her advantage. Slowly unbuttoning her jacket not only did she give them a more in-depth glimpse of her body but her exposed cleavage as well.