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    I Remember Rivers – Tina Kennard and Bette Porter

    Story written on March 25, 2014 by Blackbird.
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    Story Shortlink: https://assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=84328
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    The Coincidence of Wind   Dana, Alice and Shane are here having mojitos before they drive to Malibu for a party up in the canyons. Maybe? I wasn’t paying attention. Alice is excited. That much I have tracked. Shane could care less about all the cool people who’re supposed to be there. That’s how really

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    Dana, Alice and Shane are here having mojitos before they drive to Malibu for a party up in the canyons. Maybe? I wasn’t paying attention. Alice is excited. That much I have tracked. Shane could care less about all the cool people who’re supposed to be there. That’s how really cool people are I realize as I watch her laugh at Alice’s exaggerations, and in the nicest, most unapparent ways she assuages Alice’s constant nervousness.

    Dana and Tina are at the other end of the garden peering over a mysterious yellow and purple flower that just appeared yesterday. “It really looks like an orchid doesn’t it?” Tina says excitedly, “But how is that possible?”

    My attention drifts away from their botanical mystery and I pour another Mojito. I’m standing just far enough away from everyone to join in if I feel the desire, but have not disappeared inside so they might come looking for me. Sometimes the best place to be alone is to be just on the edge.

    At this moment it is a lazy Saturday afternoon and I’ve not been this relaxed since we stayed in New Orleans a year ago. Our visit coincided with a moody, tropical stormy weekend of rain. An artist friend of mine had vacated his studio in the French Quarter for the Cape to paint and romance any number of people over the summer. Tina and I had the second and the third floors of a mid eighteen fifties Creole mansion whose top windows overlooked the Mississippi River as it rolled by New Orleans. The food was incredible everywhere we managed to dodge a rainstorm to get into. It was a perfect time for that trip after a few months of us both busy with work and not connecting – that stormy weekend by the river brought us together again.

    I like a storm. I don’t like the drenching part although the hot shower afterwards is always lovely. I like the rolling clouds and I like the thunder and I especially like the lightning. The tropical storm had come in waves all day Saturday and after making love Tina and I had watched the river lazily from our bed. I think I was drunk by three.

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    4. I’m still uncertain how our relationship came back around like a sail boom in a strong wind.

      Great description. I really like what you’re doing with the series. Thanks!

    6. They must serve some mighty fine coffee in New Orleans! It wasn’t weird at all, I liked the way you had them re-connect. You are an amazing writer.

    7. Hey Blackbird

      I am really enjoying the style in which you are taking us through familiar storylines with your own unique twists. You’ve captured their essence so it flows beautifully. Thank you for sharing your talent.

    8. Beautifully written. There were so many lines I wanted to highlight – shame i wasn’t reading this on kindle. Thanks for sharing Blackbird.

    10. Ok the breast milk sucking has really intrigue me like omg, and I too love the shower scene, bossy Tina but hilarious st the same time love it. I would have been so scared as I do not like storms!

    12. While working with Jacky on the book covers I did a nice, nice re-write of one of my favorite stories, I Remember Rivers. I hope you will enjoy the re-write. I find the polish to this immersive story of their love affair quite interesting and deeply romantic as well as amusing in all the right places.

      Enjoy!
      Blackbird

    13. On another re-read of this fantastic series of stories and find a re-write :)

      The stories are always great but are now made better by the super pictures.

      Thank you Blackbird.

    14. To be able to visualise the storm raging and the lightning flash across the skylight at the same time as watching Bette wondering if it would be perverse to want to taste the fluid in Tina’s engorged breasts. This for me is pure unadulterated erotica being played out between two heavenly females.

      I read quite a lot but this level of intimacy in full blown high definition is deeply moving. The freedom to let go and let guttural instinct and pure arousal run free is just immense.

      The trust between Tina and Bette to fall that deeply is truly sensational.

      Another Incredible chapter.

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