It was 5 am when Louise the Chef walked through the darken Lodge toward her domain behind the swinging doors. As soon as she hit the grill area, she realized something was amiss. Normally her grill cook would be setting up for the Sunday brunch that started a 9 am. But the grill was cold as ice and the normal prep area was strangely clean for this time in the kitchen. Louise stomped her ample frame toward her back office and hit the intercom that was installed in each of the trailers that the kitchen staff used for the season. There was no reply to her barked order to get out of bed. Just static. It was then she looked at her call tree and dialed the cell phone number of the cook on duty today. She slammed the received down on her phone when it went directly to voice mail. She punched the intercom for the off-duty cook and a sleepy voice responded. “Trudi, sweetie, that good fer nothing CarlyAnn never showed up this morning. Is there anyway you could come and get the grill started while I try to track her down and haul her in here?” Louise all but begged. “Sure Weezie” the voice on the intercom yawned. “Gimme me bout 10 minutes and I be up” “Thanks, Sugar! I owe ya one.” Louise smacked a wet kiss toward the intercom. Now that the immediate need was taken care of, Louise tapped her size 11 foot impatiently as she rocked back and forth. She narrowed her eyes and nodded to herself and headed out the back door. She trudged toward Lindy's trailer with a determined hell-bent look. The steps on the small decklet creaked as she lumbered up them. She didn't bother knocking, she knew the door would be open, it always was. She wrenched open the door and invited herself into the camper and walked back to the bedroom after kicking a path through the clothes that littered the floor. Lindy was sprawled across the body of a small girl and she lifted her groggy head at the sound of the uninvited intruder. Lindy closed her eyes against the light that Louise had switched on. This was way too early in the day for her senses. “CarlyAnn, git your ass outta that bed and in a shower before I yank you out." Louise bellowed causing the younger girl to wake startled. “Weezie, I ...I'm .....Oh my god....I didn't mean to oversleep." CarlyAnn stammered as she held the sheets up over her naked body. “Louise" Lindy's husky voice rasped "Wanna join us" she teased as she opened up the sheets and exposed both CarlyAnn and herself. “Lindy, I wouldn't crawl near your koochie iffen you were the last lesbo on this earth, hell I would go straight first." Louise sneered at the singer. “Now Louise, you know you always wanted me to go down on you...." Lindy laughed as CarlyAnn skittered out of bed and tried to pass Louise to get to the shower. “Lindy, you are one totally fucked up white chick!" Louise shook her head. “I tole you not to be messin’ with my staff, gurl I will cut you if you fuck wid me. You feel me!" "Ahhh Louise, I totally feel you baby." Lindy smirked as she pulled the covers back over her body and rolled over in the bed. “Tell CarlyAnn I’ll be up bout 11 and I like my eggs over easy and the bacon crisp." “I’ll crisp your ass you cunt chaser. This is your last warnin’ gurl. Leave my kids alone! I will bone you like a catfish and throw your innards in a pot a cook your lil cunty ass if you keep messin’ round wid me." “Louise, your little cook is gettin her shower; by the way....she was a good lay." Lindy yawned into the pillow. Louise was by no means through with Lindy, she stomped her way to the kitchenette and grabbed a pot that had been sitting empty on the stove, and she filled it up with cold water and walked back to the bedroom and stood at the end of the bed. “This should cool your ass down." Louise yelled as she heaved the pot of water over Lindy's body. She laughed as the singer jolted out from under the covers when the icy water hit her full blast. “Son of a fucking bitch!” Lindy screamed as she stood dripping wet next to the bed. “You needed a bath also, you smell like a fucking fish market" Louise laughed as she headed out the door of the camper. Click On The River To Continue To Chapter 36 © Labinky Park 2008 Labinky Enterprises 2008 Writer's Blog Sign The Guest Book See The Slide Show See The Labinky Park Painting Come To Life By D. Stone |
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