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Art of Love – Chpt 12
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“Let me help you get dinner prepared, Sweetheart,” Bette said considerately.
I walked to the refrigerator to remove the pounded veal and asked Bette to turn on the burner under the skillet.
“So, Bette? Spill it,” I said.
As we busied ourselves with final dinner preparations, Bette hastily told me Mummy’s sordid story concerning the Senator’s affairs.
When she finished, I looked up from the stove. All I could manage to say was, “Oh my God!”
“Yes. Oh my God, indeed. It appears you assessed the Senator correctly when you said you didn’t trust her,” Bette replied, caressing my arm tenderly with her hand. I gazed into her eyes. “Sweetheart, I think we should just try to get through this evening as quickly and graciously as possible. Although considering how upset your mother seems at being reminded of this unfortunate event, we may have to settle for ‘quickly’.”
I set my spatula down and took Bette in my arms. “Your prediction last night that this evening would be a ‘fucking fiasco’ may be correct,” I said softly.
“Let’s hope not,” Bette replied, kissing me sweetly and quickly on the lips.
“The Senator did behave with perfect propriety when we were upstairs, though,” I offered.
“That’s good to know. And she did really love your paintings, didn’t she?” Bette asked, pulling me closer.
“Apparently,” I replied, squeezing her. “If one can believe in the veracity of anything she says.”
Bette caressed my cheek comfortingly with hers and spoke softly. I could hear the sly smile that punctuated her voice. “While we’ve got a few minutes alone, will you give me a nice, hot searing kiss?” Bette murmured.
I pulled back and looked longingly in her eyes, gently stroking her face with my fingertips.
“I love that you can’t get enough of me,” I breathed, my lips nearing hers.
“God, I’d love to take you right now,” Bette said, her lips clamping around my mouth and her tongue licking mine.
We kissed passionately, seeking to briefly escape into the love that was all our own.
“Eh-hem.” We heard someone clear her throat and tensed in each other’s arms. “Something simply divine is cooking in the kitchen,” the Senator observed.
We swiftly turned to espy the Senator standing in the doorway, smiling and eyeing us lasciviously. Unknown to her, Mummy approached from behind.
“I don’t think that’s part of the menu you’re being served tonight, my dear,” Mummy addressed the Senator. “Bette and Helena partake only of each other.”
Bette and I hid our faces in the other’s neck, trying to ignore the uncomfortable situation in which we’d found ourselves.
“Helena, is dinner about ready?” Mummy queried.
I looked up. “Yes, Mummy, two more minutes. And the table is set.”
“Barbara, come, I’ll take you to the dining room,” Bette said, turning from me.
“No, no, Bette. Allow me. Why don’t you select a nice wine to go with our meal,” Mummy said, before turning to Barbara and taking her by the arm. “I’ll escort you to the table, Senator.”
They exited the room, Barbara following reluctantly, and I looked at Bette helplessly.
“You may have prepared Veal Piccata, but your mother’s having lamb,” Bette said, making her way to the wine chiller.
“What do you mean, Darling?” I asked.
“Didn’t you just see how she led the Senator off, like a sheep to the slaughter?”
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way to go peggy … :D
women could b scary sometimes
i love peggy sooooooo much!!!!!
This is so hilarious. I love how Helena stomps her foot when she gets frustrated. So cute!
Lol at Peggy and love ‘the lamb for dinner”
Yeah go Peggy go, eat the lamb LOL
You’ve really managed to flesh out the character of the Senator with the words of the other players…well done zheese! Let’s see where the story takes us…
I’m sure ‘how’s tricks?’ was not some cryptic way of saying ‘I hope we have a simply magical evening together.'” *applauding* Just utterly delightful! PPS
Very Nice.
Peggy is the bomb!Score” Peggy – 1 Barbara – 0Next up, Round 2 (Dinner)
When did Helena insert the stick up her ass? How prim and proper she’s become. She may be too young to know that in it’s earlier incarnation “how’s tricks?” was slangy but not out right vulgar, acceptable for a teenager of the day to say in front of a parent. Really, though, Peggy and Bette should get that stick out of Helena’s ass so they can all have a good time shoving it up Barbara’s. They can they use it as a spit to slowly turn her as they roast her.
FYI: The earliest I’m aware of “how’s tricks?” being in common usage was the 40s.
sheep to the slaughter, yet again, PRICELESS. i can’t wait for them to eat…this is going to be hysterical!!LOVE IT!
Right now I don’t know what’s funnier; this chapter or funnyone’s comment about Helena having a stick up her ass. This just keeps getting better and better. In the words of bettefortina…..Round 2 – Dinner!!
That a girl Peggy.
Great just great, loved every word of it, also the ones were I needed my dictionary ;). Can’t wait to see how the evening will go on. “I don’t think that’s part of the menu you’re being served tonight, my dear,” Mummy addressed the Senator. “Bette and Helena partake only of each other.” hilarious, thanks.
lol…this was so funny. Oh my goodness the Senator need to leave as quickly as possible cause I am sure it’s just beginning. I think she wants a 3 way with Bette & Helena. Peggy is so funny that comment about “I don’t think that’s part of the menu you’re being served tonight…lol Keep posting love it!
*laughung*……..watch bette and helena enter the dining room and find peggy and the senator fighting….hahahahahaha, great chapter zheese, round two is gonna be funny as hell
That chapter was way to funny. Thank you PPS