💜PARADISE💜
An ideal or idyllic place or state.
Or is it . . . . .
Contains a lot of names and are abbreviated ie: Laurent (Lau), Larry (Lar)
Editing Completed May 5th 2020
I apologise in advance should errors remain
AN: Names abbreviated Our Girls = Sapphire and Kaitlyn Us = Laurent and Larry
**LAURENT POV**
The following week, Larry (Lar) and I advertised for an agent, stating our criteria's and applications would only be accepted by email, until 4pm Friday.
Every night, we'd check our emails, print out replies and set them aside. Come 5pm Friday, we had 33 replies
We knew what we wanted and spent a good part of Saturday reading through the replies, creating short lists, until we had practically re-read and re-short listed them, until we couldn't short list any further. By 3pm we had five contenders.
Flopping back on the sofas, it occurred to us we hadn't eaten since breakfast, nor had we moved from the sofas since we started. As we stood up, we groaned and cracked as we stretched into star fish positions, not exactly music to our ears when it sounds more like bones breaking.
Stiff and sore, we creaked our way to the kitchen. I picked up the cordless phone and called for pasta meals with sides of salads, for pick up in thirty minutes, giving us enough time to stand under hot showers to loosen our bodies.
As we were heading for the door, Lar's mobile rang. While he spoke, he moved to the kitchen. The looks he gave me were not the best. I knew I had done something wrong and was in trouble. The death glare when he ended the call confirmed this Lar: Bro . . . Who did you call for our pasta meals Me: The number on the pamphlet - pointing to the breakfast bar Lar: This one - swiping it up I nodded 'yes, he shook his head and rolled his eyes Me: What! Lar unfolded the paper and showed me the name of the cafe' Me: Sowwy bro - hanging my head It wasn't for the cafe' five mins walk away, it was for 'Fred's pizzarette, thirty minutes drive away in the city Lar: I'm driving - as he strolled past me rattling the keys
We entered the pizzarette and moved to the counter. Allen appeared with our meals Allen: Did y'all have a workshop today - I solemnly shook my head 'no Lar: My bro's paying too - I looked at him wide eyed Lar: That'll teach you for not paying attention Me: Fine - rolling my eyes I paid and we turned to see a group of girls enter Twin talk: Here we go On cue they screamed "Les Twins" and rushed at us, full on girl fanning. We saw startled expressions around us and stood still, looking down at the girls. Eventually they got the message and quietened. We signed autographs and snapped selfies Girl: Sooooo, are you single Us: We're taken - with huge smiles We excused ourselves and strolled out
**LARRY POV**
The following week, we had dinner every night with a contender, at top notch restaurants. Thursday, we had a joint dinner with our girls, they too were meeting potential clients. Us with a husband and wife team. Our girls met us at ours Laurent (Lau): Belles, do you wear dresses or skirts - curious Sapp: Don't do them Us: Fair enough - not that we were complaining (see sample pic)
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We entered with our girls on our arms, their blazers draped over there shoulders. We were greeted, said who we were meeting with and were lead to our girls guests. We were introduced as our girls 'beaus, from there we all moved to our guests. We introduced our girls as our 'belles. From there to a rectangle table for eight.
Us and our girls 'guests instinctively reached for our girls chairs. We removed our girls blazers from their shoulders and gracefully allowed the guys to pull out our girls chairs while we folded our girls blazers. When they were seated, we sat and draped their blazers across our laps
They clicked there glasses and were chatting in a language we didn't understand. As for us, we were speaking French with the wife, she relayed in another language to her husband, he answered in broken English the best he could or relayed to his wife.
When it came to ordering, all of us except our girls answered in various languages confusing the waiter. During the meal, one of our girls guests received a call and spoke in yet another language. Big mistake. As for the wife, we noticed the smirk, big mistake number two, then Me: Your a husband and wife team. How long have you been agents - the wife relayed Husband: ? ? ? Relaying back to his wife Wife: Can I ask wh . . . . . In English looking at our girls Our girls: Nice diversion - In French cutting her off The wife's jaw dropped. We looked at our girls. They explained the wife is our fan and wanted to meet us. As for the husband, he is the agent and fluent in French, the husbands jaw dropped. Then our girls said something to their guests, their jaws dropped Our girls: This meeting is over With that our girls and us stood up and walked away leaving our chairs out
Back at our's, our girls collected their backpacks from their car to change. As we walked the corridor to our rooms, we asked our girls if we could watch them change. We were shocked when they said we could.
We moved to my room. Lau and I sat on the bed and Sapp and Kat undressed to their seam free panties. Without thinking, we approached and gently ran our fingers over our girls scars, lowering to our knees. I saw Sapp had a few more than Kat, we looked up at our girls Us: Thank you Belle - quietly Our girls: Your welcome We returned to my bed. Our girls dressed, removed their make up and released their hair, we asked if we could brush their hair and quick smart moved to them when they nodded 'yes. There hair was soft, shiny and whisper fine Sapp: Lau . . . your not gonna hurt me - we looked in the mirror to see our girls looking at Lau Lau: Belle . . . Did you . . . . Our girls explained Sapp had chemotherapy (Chemo) and a full mastectomy five years ago. Two years later chemo for ovarian cancer. Kat had tests and a full mastectomy. Sapp and Kat also had full hysterectomies. A month after returning home with Samson and Samuel, Sapp again underwent chemo for liver cancer and had two thirds removed, our eyes widened Lau: Your not in remission - gasping out Sapp shook her head 'no. We wrapped our arms around our girls shoulders Me: What are you doing Valentine's Day - Kat looked at Sapp Sapp: Returning from hospital in the morning, we have tests the day before. Spending the afternoon with our boys, snuggle with our beaus in the evening and maybe through the night Us: Perfect - planting butterfly kisses atop our girls heads
