"WHAT WAS THAT PLACE?
"
Lesley and I take the boxes of new fight clothes, her with her own and me with Heather's, and get back in the car for the trip back up to Vermont. After an awkward silence, Lesley turns to me and says:
Her: How did you know about that PLACE? I mean, not that I'm complaining, but what WAS that?
Me: Pretty cool, huh? Clothes for any catfight occasion.
Her: And test them out with sparring partner, while your patner gets finger fucked. By the way, how was it.
Me: Hey, now.
Her: Well??
Me: It was pretty same good. But I was aroused watching you and your new friend, Leah.
Her: God, what a bitch. R. B. F. Resting Bitch Face, if i ever saw one.
Me: She seemed anxious for a rematch. Gonna take her up on it?
Her: Can you imagine? The manager says, "and what type of catfight do you need clothes for?", and I say, "Umm, yes, what do you recommend if I'd like to kick Leah's ads in, say, 10 minutes?".
Us: <<<<<Genuine joyful laughter. The first I've experienced in years, i realize. This Lesley is a keeper. I think I'm falling in love. Seriously. Me. Trudy.>>>>>
Her: So it wasn't a buzzkill that Leah got med into some bullshit MMA hold.
Me: Not a chance, kid. You did great. The animosity between you two was intense, raw, real. Besides, Leah must pretty much have to do that to every new customer. Don't let t hem get any ideas about making a name for yourself by coming in one day and beating up the store model.
Her: So back to my question. How did you hear about that place?
Me: Well, I didn't, not quite exactly. What I mean is, I was there on a tip from a story I read. There was this catfight story, Regina vs Sue, on the web. Regina is a woman from Connecticut who is this mistress to a guy from work, and she finds out that at the same company has this other mistress, Sue.
Her: Hot. Mistress vs mistress catfight.
Me: So, Regina goes to Northampton and impulsively tells the store clerk that she needs new clothes for an impending catfight, and the store clerk nonchalantly engages with her likes it's the most normal thing in the world for a clerk and a customer to be discussing.
Her: Like it's a category on Amazon or something.
Me: Exactly. "Mistress Catfight Fight Wear." So, I figured the writer of the story must have gotten inspiration from a real place in Northampton.
Her: Maybe even that exact place.
Me: Maybe.
Her: <<<<coyly>>>> I just got inspiration of my own.
Me: Oh? Do tell.
Her: Well, I'm your mistress. And Heather is your mistress.
Me: <<<<slyly>>>>....and? What are you going to do about it? <<<<our hands touch>>>>
Her: We're. Going. To. Fight. For. You.
<<<<<<I pull over to a rest stop with a view of the Vermont October foliage. Past peak season. But that's not the point. Lesley and i tongue kiss and finger each other for the next hour.>>>
Yep. It's love.
To be continued.....