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    Just The Girl – Chapter Forty One (a HYD-inspired fic)

     

    “Absolutely.” Shane grinned and winked at a small group of women sitting beside their table at the VIP area, she could see that they were eyeing her for a few minutes now. “Why would I settle for the same boring dish day in and day out when I have the world as my all-you-can-eat buffet?” She challenged Alice as her cigarette dangled loosely between her lips.

     

    “You have a point.” Alice shook her head in amusement as she watched one of the ladies Shane was flirting with blow a kiss at her horn dog of a friend. “I just hope you don’t overeat yourself to death.” She ribbed the brunette as Shane flagged a nearby waiter down and ordered a couple of drinks to be sent to her potential girlfriend of the week and her posse. “Though you could use a few more pounds.” Alice added under her breath.

     

    Shane scoffed at the blonde’s warning. “Al, overeating is always better than starving.” She puffed on her ciggy for the last time before disposing it inside the ashtray. “And if I die because of it, then what a way to go.” She smirked devilishly as she blew out smoke from her mouth.

     

    “So you see yourself wining, dining and sexing different women till you’re all old, wrinkled, saggy and pruney?” Alice grimaced at the disturbing image that popped up inside her mind. “Shane McCutcheon, the dirty old lesbian. Fucking gross.” She wrinkled her nose in distaste, imagining her friend as a dyke-y Hugh Hefner in a red, velvety robe.. surrounded by beach blonde poster girls with huge fake tits.

     

    “Yeah.” Shane wiggled her eyebrows and whispered conspiratorially. “I’ll be charming young girls with my outdated pick-up lines, seducing them with my brittle bones and fucking them with my walking stick.” The two girls laughed at the absurdity of the thought.. though they knew at the back of their heads that it wasn’t such a far-fetched notion. Shane would probably end up doing just that.

     

    “Well Shaney, you better enjoy all the free pussy that you’re getting now. In a few years, you’ll be paying for it.” Alice stated matter-of-fact. “You should thank your lucky stars that you were born rich. You need all the money in the world to sustain your voracious sexual appetite.” She smirked, taking a jab at Shane’s quite notorious sex addiction.

    Comments

    1. That was a really funny chapter with the cooking problems and the line about the instant noodles and the Alice and Shane thing LOL.So glad that you posted a chapter today because this story really brightens my day up.PPS

    2. I am so glad U are back-I was getting spoiled by your Fab writing. Nice update. Love the last line about I hope U guys like instant noodles. Classic. Love the joke on Alice & Shane-that was great. I laugh so hard every time I read one of your updates. Thanks a lot.

    3. This story never fails to keep me laughing! I love the revenge on Shane and Alice. Bette trying to be all impressive and having to admit her failings is so darn CUTE.

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