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    The start

    Bette could hear the music beat pounding from outside the pub and became nervous at the thought of going in. She had arrived fashionably late so as to avoid being the first person however, it seemed that for once people had actually turned up on time. The windows were already steamed with a black fuzz of people moving behind them. Only Alice could choose a British-style pub and time it on the coldest fucking day in the world.

    She opened the large oak door, the cold of the latch not really registering on her already numb hands. Her fingers were stiff as she pushed it down and pulled the heavy door towards her. As she walked in, peeking her head first, she was greeted with the aroma of food, perfume and sweat mixed in with the warmth of central heating and too many people. Her deep brown eyes darted around trying to seek out a familiar face. She spotted Alice at the bar and headed over.

    ‘Hey birthday girl’ She leant down and spoke into her ear, her face cold against already flushed cheeks.

    ‘Oh, hey, you made it, finally!’ Alice embraced her in a hug and screamed over the music into her ear sending a light ring through it. ‘Oh my god, you’re freezing. I can’t believe that L.A is suffering with this much cold. It’s fucking unbelievable.’ She took a hand and rubbed it in hers.

    ‘Well, it’s a good job you’re stood at the bar then. Gimmie a drink woman and warm me up!’ Bette pulled her hand back and adjusted the bag on her shoulder. She leaned in over Alice to rest an arm on the bar and caught the barmaid’s eye. She raised her eyebrows and treated her to the dazzling Porter smile.

    ‘I’ll be right with you’ she shouted.

    She looked back at Alice. ‘See you’re as rubbish at getting drinks as normal?!’ She flashed Bette a grin of pearly whites and gestured to the one in front of her.

    ‘Fuck! What’re you drinking?’ She chuckled.

    ‘Whatever, just make it a large.’ Bette nodded and reached into her bag for her purse. The barmaid got to her just as she pressed it in her hands.

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    Comments

    1. Wow! I am impressed with setting and storyline… Tina being a bit more alpha. Liking your beginning and so hoping that you continue with a long, frequently posted story. Thank you!

    2. The body is very well written. The subject, well I’m a skeptic when it comes to people in relationships who window shop. I hope Bette does the right thing and not let her other body parts think for her. Go easy on her, great start. Thank you 😘

    3. When I started my first fan fic in no way was ut written this good. So be proud of yourself for what you’ve accomplished. And just so you know I think your readers already want more. Including me.

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