Forums
New posts
What's new
New posts
Latest activity
Awards
Log in
Register
What's new
New posts
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
A little forum update...We're planning an upgrade.
Find out more about what's planned and how you can help support the forum
Click here for the details
Forums
Dallas the TV series
Dallas - The Original Series
A town run on favours, money and power — and the people who run it are the Ewings ...
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="James from London" data-source="post: 166220" data-attributes="member: 22"><p><u>Chapter 26</u></p><p></p><p><em>At the dresser, JR held up the black nightie with one finger through a strap. ‘What the hell is this?’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>‘I th-thought I needed to change my image.’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>She didn’t like the way he laughed, not like it was funny but like he was making fun of her. ‘That’ll change your image, all right. Might as well write </em>whore<em> right across your forehead. I mean, that’s not you at all, Sue Ellen.’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Something was pushing at her, the way her mama had pushed at her at first, when she was too scared to walk out on stage. ‘I don’t care. I figured I’d wear it tonight. Just - just once, anyhow.’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>‘Well, you figured wrong. Take that damned piece of trash back tomorrow. No, it’s better you don’t even show your face in that store again. Throw that thing away.’ JR moved towards the bathroom. ‘Goin’ to take me a shower.’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Sue Ellen watched her hands rise to the top of her rope; it amazed her to see them open it. ‘JR – maybe you could postpone that shower?’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Mouth open, he stared at her. ‘What’s gotten into you, girl? Cover yourself up; you’re hangin’ out.’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>‘JR,’ she said helplessly, ‘JR —‘</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>‘You’re actin’ plain cheap,’ he said. ‘You’re my wife, and you’re actin’ like some Juarez whore. It must be Pamela, our trashy sister-in-law. Stay away from her, you hear?’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>‘I just wanted - oh God, I don’t </em>know<em> what I wanted! Somethin’ – more than we’ve got – just a little bit more. I – I wanted us to laugh at night like they do, like Bobby and Pamela.’</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>‘See,’ he said, ‘told you that woman had to do with you paradin’ around like a bitch in heat!’ JR flung off shirt and T-shirt, jerked open a drawer, his closet door. Clean top and shirt in hand, he whipped out into the hall and kicked that door shut behind him.</em></p><p><em></em></p><p><em>Sue Ellen swayed right where she was for what seemed like a long time. Then she walked stiff-kneed to the dresser and picked up the black see-through nightie. Holding it against her face, she began to cry.</em></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="James from London, post: 166220, member: 22"] [U]Chapter 26[/U] [I]At the dresser, JR held up the black nightie with one finger through a strap. ‘What the hell is this?’ ‘I th-thought I needed to change my image.’ She didn’t like the way he laughed, not like it was funny but like he was making fun of her. ‘That’ll change your image, all right. Might as well write [/I]whore[I] right across your forehead. I mean, that’s not you at all, Sue Ellen.’ Something was pushing at her, the way her mama had pushed at her at first, when she was too scared to walk out on stage. ‘I don’t care. I figured I’d wear it tonight. Just - just once, anyhow.’ ‘Well, you figured wrong. Take that damned piece of trash back tomorrow. No, it’s better you don’t even show your face in that store again. Throw that thing away.’ JR moved towards the bathroom. ‘Goin’ to take me a shower.’ Sue Ellen watched her hands rise to the top of her rope; it amazed her to see them open it. ‘JR – maybe you could postpone that shower?’ Mouth open, he stared at her. ‘What’s gotten into you, girl? Cover yourself up; you’re hangin’ out.’ ‘JR,’ she said helplessly, ‘JR —‘ ‘You’re actin’ plain cheap,’ he said. ‘You’re my wife, and you’re actin’ like some Juarez whore. It must be Pamela, our trashy sister-in-law. Stay away from her, you hear?’ ‘I just wanted - oh God, I don’t [/I]know[I] what I wanted! Somethin’ – more than we’ve got – just a little bit more. I – I wanted us to laugh at night like they do, like Bobby and Pamela.’ ‘See,’ he said, ‘told you that woman had to do with you paradin’ around like a bitch in heat!’ JR flung off shirt and T-shirt, jerked open a drawer, his closet door. Clean top and shirt in hand, he whipped out into the hall and kicked that door shut behind him. Sue Ellen swayed right where she was for what seemed like a long time. Then she walked stiff-kneed to the dresser and picked up the black see-through nightie. Holding it against her face, she began to cry.[/I] [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
What month follows July?
Post reply
Forums
Dallas the TV series
Dallas - The Original Series
A town run on favours, money and power — and the people who run it are the Ewings ...
This site uses cookies to help personalise content, tailor your experience and to keep you logged in if you register.
By continuing to use this site, you are consenting to our use of cookies.
Accept
Learn more…
Top