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    Just The Girl 2.0 – Chapter Twenty Five

     

    “That bad, huh?” The blonde sympathized.

     

    “I’m telling you, its because of all the excessive amounts of testosterone in that department. I felt like I was growing a beard and a pair of testicles just by inhaling the air over there. I don’t know what the heck HR was thinking when they did a revamp last year and filled the major positions with mostly male executives when we had equally great women in the talent pool. Guys outnumber women 10 to 1; hence, all that senseless ego clashing that goes on over there. When a position opens up, remind me to hire a level-headed woman. God knows they need a bit of estrogen to balance things.”

     

    Tina giggled. “Sweetie, are you hating on men again?”

     

    “No, that’s not what I was trying to imply. I’m just saying that there’s not enough women in there. Besides, I’m not a man-hater.” Bette cleared up.

     

    Naturally, Tina was unconvinced. “Uh-huh.. so are you saying you love penises?”

     

    “No.”

     

    “See?”

     

    “But I don’t hate them either.”

     

    “You don’t?”

     

    “Nope. I just prefer dildos.”

     

    Tina laughed loudly in amusement. “Spoken like a true lesbian.”

     

    “I know, right?” Bette laughed along. “Hey Kennard..”

     

    “Hm?”

     

    “Are you still wearing the thing I gave you?”

     

    “You mean the cheap ass mood ring that you got inside the cereal box?”

     

    “Hey! Don’t insult the ring.” Bette defended the prize that she got from her precious box of Corn Flakes. “The box says it’s magical.”

     

    “Magical?” Tina made a sound in her throat. “That’s a load of bull, sweetie. Even for you.”

     

    “It’s not!” Bette was confident. “I can prove it.”

     

    “Ooohh.. please do.” A patronizing Tina invited, playing along.

     

    “So you’re wearing it?” Bette clarified.

     

    “Uh-huh.”

     

    “What color is it right now?”

     

    “Green.”

     

    “Which means..?”

     

    “I’m feeling normal. Average. Relaxed.”

     

    “Good enough, now close your eyes please.” The brunette began.

     

    “Why should I?”

     

    “Because you love me so much you’d accommodate all my silly requests.”

     

    “Fair enough.” Tina chuckled, agreeing. “Okay Porter, eyes closed. What now?”

     

    “Very good.” Bette smiled, pleased with Tina’s obedience. “Now I want you to imagine me standing right in front of you.”

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    1. The proposal is truly a longtime coming…and it was worth all the wait…coz its the sweetest ever, without trying to hard…its so Bette…and the back up plan…LOL..thanks Alch!

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