The other side

5

"Hey, Tracey girl. I was wondering... Would you like to be drunk with me today?"

"You, Mary Louise, you..." - They laughed.

"Me?!"

"I'll go. I miss that thing."

"See you then."

Meryl laid on the sofa, she was happy and wanted to do something. She invited Trace to spend the day with her. After making up with Don, she felt good, in peace, loved. She stayed on the sofa for a few minutes smiling like a little child. Love, love.

>>>>>

"Boy, how was your day?" - Meryl asked Don.

"I am tired, but today I almost finished my piece. It went well, the guys liked it."

"You are my artist, darl. You are perfect."

"Meryl, babe, you just love me..."

"Shut up, you are the most talented artist in the world."

"Wives... like mothers." - He chuckled.

"You are something else, Donald Gummer.

"Yeah, baby..." - He responded charmingly.

"Hmm, charming man."

"Your charming only."

"You better... you are my charming man."

"Well, what about Pierce?"

"Let me see... he is fucking hot, but not my man. You're the only one, big guy."

Glad to hear it. And I loved the "big guy"; I feel younger.

"Oh, God!" - She said and They chuckled.

"What are you doing?"

"I am making some dessert for me and Tracey. We will have some tea. She will be here soon."

"Hmm, tea..."

"You know, nothing that some Tanqueray can't help."

"Just don't drink a whole bottle." - He joked.

"Funny, Mr."

"I think my girl tipsy is fun..." - He teased.

Shut up - she giggled - Hey, darl, o gotta go.

"Okay, babe. Call me when you need me. Love you."

"I love you, my Don."

She put the cellphone down and went to the kitchen. She was happy and wanted to finish her apple pie. It will be a good day.

>>>>>

"You miss Donny. How cute you are." - Tracey teased her friend.

"Oh, girl... shut up. And, yep, I miss my husband; can't I?"

"Hmm, I know what you are really missing, Ms. Streep." - Tracey said suggestively.

"You are already drunk, honey?" - she wouldn't talk about sex, not yet.

>>

Tracey was with Meryl for about 1 hour... both girls already tipsy and talking nasty. They were comfortable in the living room, with some music on, food, and booze.

"So, and Pierce?" - Tracey took a sip of her martini.

"What about him?"

"You know... he is a good kisser?"