"YOUR OWN DAUGHTER??"
PHONE CONVERSATION BETWEEN KIM AND PAM; TUESDAY, JUNE 19, 2018, 9:33PM
P: Hello?
K: Alyssa's making lot of new enemies at lacrosse camp.
P: SHE'S making them?!? Or you're making them for her??
K: I might be stirring the pot a little bit. But Alyssa .... well, she just doesn't back down from any challenge or slight, no matter how small.
P: You're one to talk about proportion, sweetie. You abandon your family over a little flirtatious phone call??
K: Don't play the naif with me, Pompous Pam. You had a Husband Trade In - and - Upgrade in mind all along. I know how it is with you washed up Working Moms whose youngest goes off to college. You and your husband lose the buffer between the two of you, the kid, and remember you can't stand the sound of each other breathing. So you try and turn back time with a younger woman's man.
P: Kim, fuck you, I'm like, what, 2 years older than you?? .... And I'm not the one whose marriage was a ... a ... total joke. Keith and his sister-in-law?? Kim, are you fucking kidding me?? By the way, thanks for offing her. And so sorry for your loss, honey .... NOT!!!!!!,
K: Well, you know what they say about offing people, right? Each one gets simpler.
P: Kim, listen. to. me. Uour beef is with me, not Alyssa. Right?? Right?
K: It was a thing of beauty, let me tell you.
P: What are you talking about?? Kim??
K: In between practice sessions, this afternoon. Alyssa and this tall blonde at camp. They went to a shadey area between the picnic benches and the bathrooms. Some of the other girls formed a semi-circle around Alyssa and the blonde, so the adults in charge didn't have a clear view of what was happening. Anyways, Alyssa and the blonde square up .... and then started slapping each other .... slowly .... one slap at a time .... one slap each .... taking turns .... harder and harder.... right on the face .... never breaking each contact ....
K: .....
K .......
K: Pam .... do you want to hear what happened next??
P: . yes .....
K: Between Alyssa .... and the blonde?? ......
P: ....yes.....
K: .....What they did to each other??....
P: ..... yes ......
K: ..... How they started .... fighting?? ....
P: ..... yes ..... please, yyyy...
K: You're a sick fuck, you know that, Pam, right? You're own fucking daughter??
P: My own fucking daughter ... what??
K: You get turned on .... and go into some sort of fucking trance, too .... at the thought of your own daughter catfighting. How long ago did you contract that ... perversion? Pam?
P: I don't need to justify myself to you. You're the one hiding in the shadows .... I'm the real woman in this scenario, sweetie.
K: Real woman, my ass. A real woman would have her ass down here defending her daughter. Would have a week ago.
P: Oh but, Kim, honey .... You don't know when to shut up, do you? . .. you sound so disappointed .... Alyssa can defend herself .... THIS is my real home now ... Keith ..... your sweet, sweet twins ....your house ..... and your Aunt. She seems so frail, I don't know how much time she has.
K: Now who doesn't know when to shut up?? You'll never get her money, Pam, don't even think about it.
P: Oh, but Kim, I already have it. Or, three-fourths of it. But, you're right about one thing .... I'll shut up now.
K: When I get the chance, I'll rip your fucking tongue out with my bare hands and shut you up forever.
P: Big words, Kim. But that's all you've had the last couple of weeks. Lurking in the shadows of a women's lacrosse camp .... and WORDS. All. While. I. Fuck. Your. Husband.
K: Enjoy it while it lasts, sweetie. Winter is coming.
P: Yeah. For you, bitch.
K: Get cocky. It will hurt more when you lose.
P: Fuck you.
To be continued......