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    Diary of a Mad Addict . . . Chapter 29

    Story written on July 17, 2005 by T6beach.
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    Number of Comments: 6
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    Story Shortlink: https://www.assertive-maroon-jellyfish.104-250-143-187.cpanel.site/?p=55462
    Author Notes:

    My suspicions were unfounded . . . or were they???

    She is,.

    (MOTHER ***** ME)

    The sound of Ks voice was totally unexpected and startled me into slipping off my toes and falling headfirst into the mirror above the sink. Because my hands were busy probing my mouth, I could not catch myself in time before banging my noggin on the glass

    Jesus H frickin Christ, K. What the *****? I managed to regain my balance and push myself away from the sink and we both watched the spider-vein crack in the glass slowly inch its way from corner to corner.

    As I continued to face the mirror,I could see K behind me and I watched her sit to pee.

    What are you doing, you silent stalker? You scared the livin piss outa me, I berated her kiddingly as our eyes locked in the images on the damaged glass.

    Well, you will just have to wait now wont you cause this seat is taken, K answered jokingly. She began to raise her eyebrows up and down as if inviting me to join her and I was shocked, well not really.

    We continued to stare at each other, both of us kinda sorta thinking the same thing but neither one taking the lead.

    You werent in here doing your Im-gonna-kick-your-*****-Dana Fairbanks thing in front of the mirror again were you Beach?

    Sometimes I hated K for knowing me so well, but then again that is why I really loved her.

    I shot her one of those faux surprised looks I had tried on Dr. Gabs and stumbled through the lie.

    WHAT? What are talking about, no, no, I wasnt doing anything of the kind you idiot.

    The inflection in my voice was definitely giving away the fact that I was hedging the truth a little.

    I was checking to see if that new teeth whitener is working. Geez. And whats with the eyebrow thing. What are you thinking, you little pervert?

    It was hard to suppress the smile because K made lovin fun, but I tried my best to get her to dish on her desires. I love hearing the words . . (TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT BABY).

    I continued to stare at K sitting on the toilet as she began to speak, tilting her head to the side as if to say come and get it.

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    1. You are a nut!! Can’t wait to see what K is going to do…of course, with the speed in which you write…It would be dangerous of me to hold my breath! Thanks Beachie.

    2. OMG, this is too crazy for words! Anyway, hats off Beach, it must be hard typing with one hand while your other hand is busy scratching the herpes itch you-know-where.
      (And Sea: don’t go holding your breath, until you update us on the chiramoyas and the kitchen)

    4. Beach, you’re inveterate, guess that’s why I like it so much. BTW. I wonder how much dr.Repp and dr. Gabs discuss your ‘case’, I mean how could dr.Gabs possibly know you don’t have SDT? ;-)
      Looking forward to the TBC…

    5. OMG, Beach! Can you say, ” HY-PO-CHON-DRI-AC???” LMAO! I wish you posted more often ‘cuz I really enjoy getting these (revealing) glimpses into your twisted, whacked-out, K-lovin’ brain!!! You crack me up and brighten my day with your… ummm…unique(?)… ~coughs~…sometimes disturbing…uh-hum…sense of humor!!! But, DAMN! I’ll bet there’s a mountain of dust and cob webs on that old keyboard of yours, huh?!! A big, bright, shiny star and a new tube of blistex to you for making my morning!

    6. Beachie, I can’t believe you left us hanging like that! I do believe that is your very first cliff hanger. Outrageously funny as usual. Thanks for giving me a reason to smile on this supremely hot and humid day.

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