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    The Greatest Love Story Ever Told

    Helena was never privy to what was contained in those letters and never asked, but that didn’t stop her wondering if the times she found Bette crying if Tina had at last told Bette to move on with her life, or the times she found Bette grinning like a cheshire cat if god forbid Tina was coming back to England for a visit, sadly for the former and happily for the latter neither had yet to be the case.

    Helena waited patiently for Bette to return and vowed that she had come second to Tina Kinnard enough in her young life there was still one first that was still available to her and Bette’s virginity as far as she was concerned had her name written all over it.

    “She must think I am a fucking moron”  Bette slams the door behind her, screws up the fax and throws it towards the waste bin. “Nearly two years and I still haven’t got it….FUCK….where’s that bottle of vodka Hel….I feel like getting rat arsed”

    Helena reaches under her bed and pulls out a ¾ full bottle of Smirnoff’s finest.

    “Mind if I join you”  Helena is as excited as Bette is miserable.  A drunken Bette couldn’t possibly be a bad thing.

    A half drunken bottle and loosened tongues later.

    “You know if you and Tina had sex then at least one of those F’s would be about fucking”

    The drop of Bette’s eyes and blushing cheeks left Helena in no doubt that once again fucking Kinnard was first again, was she destined to forever come second to that girl, well second is better than not at all she consoled and poured Bette another drink.

    “She wouldn’t have meant that surely”  Bette slurred.

    “How long after did she write the letters”

    “Straight after”  Bette confessed.

    “Well darling lets just see what fits shall we…..mmm….” Helena thinks for a second and takes the opportunity to drop a hint. “Friends love fucking”

    Bette laughs and her drunken brain can’t help but think of the whole new possibilities this  dimension adds.

    “Fingers love fucking” Bette contributes

    “Fucking love fingers” Helena is quick with her response.

    Bette looks at her hands while giggling

    “Fucking long fingers”

    “Fucking love fanny” Helena again is quick.

    Comments

    1. Those little grifters have obviously taken the money and run. Never mind them, I have a better plan. Someone’s put a set of evil winged monkeys up on eBay… I’m top bidder and there’s not long to go. Just you wait, skimmer! Ha! In the meantime, whilst we’re doing all this waiting, any chance of the next post? Cheers!

    2. Skimmer – still great to read for the 2nd time. THank you and now I’m waiting to read the continuation. Thank you still excellent story teller!

    3. jp, you mean to tell me that £3.26 didn’t buy you professionals? God, what is the world coming to… Skimmer, you better come out of that hole with a new chapter soon. I mean it.

    4. Hi skimmer,I was directed to your stories by the forum board.Reading them now and loving every minute of it.Thanks for sharing your talent.

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