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    Diary of A Most Definitely Mad Addict

    Story written on March 24, 2005 by T6beach.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=52750
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    Bette, a bag lady, a bus ride and a little imaginary “back door” sex . . .

    I began to read and didnt give a flying ***** that I was drooling like a rabid canine.

    I know you like my tongue way down in there and my fingers way up in there and my hand pulling your hair and the handcuffs tempting your sorry self (DAMN ***** STRAIGHT I DO *****, DONT STOP NOW)

    And as always, oblivious to my surroundings when reaping the spoils of my treachery, I still did not notice K watching me from across the street, watching me and dialing someone from her cell phone, watching me and shaking her head in disgust.

    Nor did I notice BETTE having taken up residence on the bench beside me just as bag lady Shane had done earlier. BETTE, my guardian angel, my Lord and Savior, my guiding light, dressed in those ***** ivory linen pants, tank top sans bra, and matching linen blazer. She sat atop the back of the bench examining her nails and picking the lint from her spotless creased pants.

    Oh by the way, I did.

    The unexpected sound of Bettes voice interrupting my ***** text session scared the living piss out of me and of course I dropped the phone before finishing the third and final message. And of course I jumped and nearly fell off the bench. And of course my head began to hurt worse.

    Jesus Christ, Bette, I fumed as I bent over to retrieve the phone hoping it still worked and hadnt deleted any messages. I turned sideways on the bench and looked back at her still unhappy about her intrusion.

    You cant just walk up and say HI like a normal unseen figment of my imagination would do? Ya gotta spy on me, scare the ***** out of me? What kind of thoughtful, caring, deity are you? And by the way you did what?

    Blessed her, she said pulling down the sunglasses she had perched on top of those wavy, *****, hot, hot, hot brown tresses.

    Blessed who? I asked confused and annoyed blocking the sun from eyes as I looked up at her sitting on the back of the bench.

    Shane, she said as if I were a moron. Duh, Shane.

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    1. Lol @ FUCK YEA, BABY, WHOSE YOUR DADDY, GABS, WHOSE YOUR DADDY
      Damn beach-daddy, you got A LOT of babes to take care off. Your paternal instinct is really touching!

    2. This was one jam packed Bette Fuckinlicious chapter! “You know anybody named Shane, besides me and that gay girl from that lesbo show?” <--I pee'd! I have to say Beach, that K sure is onto your every move sister. I love it. "OH YEA, BABY CAKES, I KNOW YOU LIKE IT FROM BEHIND, DON’TCHA?? WELL, LET ME GIVE IT TO YA JUST THE WAY YOU LIKE IT" I'm F'n speechless. Outstanding. CouGen must have some file on you.

    3. Okay, LMAO! That has made me come out of lurking for the past 2 days…………..yes, I’ve been abstent for the last SEVERAL months………….winter, an addiction to The L Word, and my fuckin’ Panic Disorder-with GERD, and where the fuck is my muse…………all I blame for the lack of my presence……………I will read the rest of your pieces that I’ve so missed the last several months………..and as soon as I find my fuckin’ muse again…………I’ll try to finish Funky Town-what do you make of a broken heart-try to start Dana’s version of ‘what do you make of a broken heart’ and also, As Time Goes By……………and this just has to be said…………..I know that one of the writers and/or producers (maybe even that freak EZ Girl) has been reading my stories and comments…………because, please note that she chose to use “Finally” by Ce Ce Peniston for Dana and Alice’s first fuck scene…………yep! yep! Yep!! :D

      Okay, I done rambling (damn Beach, you bring the rambler out in me) and giving you 5-more-Stars! :D

    5. seahurst, how are you so sure that it’s her IMAGINATION?! *snickers*

      god, beach, you’re hilarious. :) all this neurosis could turn into the narrative of THE l-word fanaticism syndrome… keep at it and keep us informed of further developments. i love reading this piece of crazy journalism.

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