Nothing new to pen so dredging up an old one for ya’ll from my teendom.

How I almost became a coquette and got sucked into the lives of BB and her hubby..

My mom’s pal BB (BIG take your pick for the second B) had a problem she has a hubby who loves her deeply. But BB just tolerated him. His show of love irritated her no end- but luckily for her he came home only every 6 months. The man was away at sea and she secretly hoped some Moby Dick will pop up and entice him into doing a Captain Ahab and would take him on a whale hunt for all eternity.

BB seems weird right? Well she is but then she was one of them late bloomers if you know what I mean. BB discovered with age she became the darling of younger men everywhere. She became a toy boy magnet. Wherever she went she got hit on by them young’uns who zeroed-in on her for some mature love.

BB on her part realized late that she’s got oomph and mastered coquetry watching some good old Bollywood movie videos. I have seen her several times with a bag full of video cassettes and she did poojas to the divas of celluloid and discovered its all in the practice. Each time I went there I was looked upon as hairy wart if you get my drift.

I was for a brief time to be kept under BB’s wings to be initiated into feminine ways by the orders of none other than by my mom. Oh yes women with tomboy daughters who dressed shabby-chic in my teen days were a worried lot. They would go into extremes to see their wards girl-like. So, I was made to arch my back, pull in my tummy, cross my legs and do Mona lisa smiles etc by BB.

BB remains, I presume, one of the last of those women who actually dresses up. But, each time Ahab returned from the high seas BB got panicky she’d tell my mom she endured his love for the first few days and then found excuses to be out of the house. But, wherever she went the young’uns would follow. Soon Ahab got wind of his wife’s antics and decided to teach her a lesson. Before I could think about it in detail he enlisted me in his endeavor.  

I was asked to gush and bat my eyelids at Ahab each time he appeared and to do all my back-arching and Mona lisa smiles at him. So there I was suddenly the best student ever and trying out all coquetry on Ahab. BB noticed all this in a flash she was shocked to say the least! She fretted and fumed and for the first time in her life, felt the niggling tugs of jealousy attack her.

What could this girl see in her Ahab she thought! Could he actually be desirable to women? Puzzled she gave him the look and saw for the first time her uncut diamond in all his glory. Ahab had by now realized he can keep his late-bloomer wife only if he ignored her a little. While Ahab lavished attention on me and taught me how to make reef knots and what not, smiling most angelically, BB discovered love for her man.

It goes without saying that in a few days I became the hairy wart once again while Ahab and BB did Helen numbers for the rest of their lives, at least that’s what I believe they are doing even now some where on this planet. Oh well I like happy endings. ;) Here's a toast to the Don Juans and sex pots in each one of you!!!