#abagail anderson

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🌴 YOU CAN WHISTLE FOR IT 🍦

content: nsfw content, mdni. guys i do NOT condone cheating this is a fanfic pls don’t beat me up 😔 i’ll delete it if you want…felt like giving abby a little love & was listening to my fav unreleased lana and my brain started braining so! enjoy i swear i’ll shut up now. feedback, likes, reblogs, comments, and asks greatly appreciated!

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maybe it was her raspy laugh or the cadence in her voice. perhaps it was the way her eyes always focused on you amidst a crowded room. you could even say you were using her for her mechanic skills, but you couldn’t shake being with abagail anderson.

cigarette between her teeth, braid hanging low, and her muscles glistening in the sun was all you could think about for days after she’d moved in. she was very very hot, and very very married.

her and her lady had found themselves with a preference for the simple suburban life after eloping. packed everything up and moved to the outskirts, right next door to you.

before your sultry nights of passion at a hush hush hotel down the road and out of town, you’d gotten along well with the family in a neighborly manner.

a hello every morning and a smile while taking the garbage out, coupled with a “this weather, right?” had rendered you acquaintances. at least in your head. unfortunately, everything went belly up one rainy friday night.

abby, drenched from head to toe had found herself at your door. it had rained down on her so hard that the water was pooling inside her shoes. everytime she blinked her eyes became wet and salty and her only asylum was found on your porch.

you anwser the door in a rush after hearing three loud and heavy handed knocks. who could’ve possibly wanted anything at this time with the weather like this?

well, it was none other than abby who’d looked like a wounded dog. the prettiest puppy eyes you’d ever seen flashed at you once and she was ushered to your bathroom for a warm shower.

when she got out, you gave her some clothes your brother had left on one of his visits. unfortunately, all of your shirts and pants were too small for her muscles. she was more than happy with anything you gave her, though.

“thanks hun.” is a toothy smile. and “what are you cooking?” is full of innuendo and “i think you’re pretty too.” leads you to your doom. sat on the counter with the blonde’s head between your thighs and a pussy drunk laugh vibrating against your core making her tongue hurt so good in all the right places.

maybe her hands and her voice and all of her sweet words was what made you meet her at a motel on a rainy saturday night, reminiscent of your first time. matching set scattered across the floor, her mouth tattooing hickies down your neck, and her hands grappling at you like you’ll run away. there will be a bruise in the morning that your manager is going to ask about but you don’t care. you can’t care right now.

she is everything but escapable. lustrous, confident, and incredibly easy on the eyes. she knows how to show a woman a good time. you were yet to be sure if you were fortunate that the woman is you. oh, and her wife.

[twoontheaisle]

“Thomas and Sally” at Marin Theatre Company

There’s a rather famous quote from Chekov that says “If in the first act you have hung a pistol on the wall, then in the following one it should be fired. Otherwise don't put it there.” Replace “pistol” with “dildo,” and you may find yourself shivering with anticipation over how playwright Thomas Bradshaw will have this item “go off” in the second act of Thomas and Sally, which is having its world premiere at Marin Theatre Company.

The dildo in question belongs to Simone (Ella Dershowitz), a co-ed at an unnamed college in Vermont. We meet Simone in the dorm room she shares with Karen (Rosie Hallett), who is too busy writing an essay to worry too much about Simone’s concerns over Rosie borrowing her sex toys. But when she learns the essay is on Thomas Jefferson, Simone – who claims to be a direct descendent of Jefferson and Sally Hemings, the slave with whom Jefferson had a decades-long affair that resulted in six children – has information she wants to share with Karen. Suddenly, the doors of their tiny dorm room closets open and out pop Captain John Hemings (Scott Coopwood), Sally’s grandfather and John Wayles (Robert Sicular), who owns Sally’s mother and refuses to sell her to Hemings.

If this sounds complex, it is. It is also incredibly rich, engaging, and timely, as Bradshaw deftly explores issues of hypocrisy, power, and race relations in a play that positively drips with white privilege, showing us the chilling, casual ease with which 18th century white men wielded their dominion.

Bradshaw approaches his story with a very contemporary point of view, even though Simone states early on that “it’s not fair of us to place a modern perspective on historical situations.” Still, the language is modern (at one point James Hemings, Sally’s brother, describes another character as having “boundary issues”), and Karen and Simone are often in scenes in contemporary dress as observers of the action, reminding us that we are witnessing the story Simone is telling Karen. (Though the two actors also appear in period costumes as other characters, including Martha Jefferson and Abagail Adams.) Bradshaw also mines the fertile ground of historical references that have a tragic resonance to our current political climate. At one point, while her father is serving as ambassador to France, Polly Jefferson (Ella Dershowitz) says “Shouldn’t the interests of the country come first?” and the entire audience seemed to nod its collective head. Later, when discussing why the United States established the electoral college, Thomas Jefferson (Mark Anderson Phillips) says “The electors will safeguard against an unqualified demagogue being elected,” and that collective nod became a collective moan.

The performances are uniformly terrific, and the cast is wonderfully in tune. As Thomas Jefferson, Mark Anderson Phillips plays this almost mythical American figure with a combination of supreme confidence and powerful intellect, but nonetheless allows a vein of hesitance and uncertainty to show through. Tara Pacheco is likewise marvelous as Sally Hemings, reveling in her youth and beauty, yet clearly in thrall to the powerful man who, sadly, owns her in a very literal sense. L. Peter Callender (who slayed me with his portrayal of Sam in “Master Harold”���and the boys at Aurora last year) is his normal, brilliant self in two smaller roles. Robert Sicular brings a wonderful gravitas and humor to the five roles he plays.

The Chekovian dildo does indeed go off in act two, but in a rather more subtle way, as Bradshaw allows the sexuality of 18th century women to be explored in ways rarely expressed onstage. But by the time we get to the cucumber, you may have forgotten all about the dildo and been caught up in this thrilling historical drama that shines a light on an aspect of an American founding father that is too often ignored.

Thomas and Sally plays through October 22 at Marin Theatre Company, 397 Miller Avenue, Mill Valley. Performances at Tuesdays-Sundays at 7:30pm, with a matinee Thursday, June 22 at 2:00pm. Tickets range from $22-$60, and are available at tickets.marintheatre.org, or by calling the box office at 415-388-5208.

Photo by Kevin Berne

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To Do List

1. brainstorm ways to get Taylor to notice me on tumblr

2. homework probably???

3. ignore all responsibilities and listen to 1989 on repeat while dancing like Tabagail in my room

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TAYLOR IF U CAN SEE THIS HOW IS ABAGAIL LIKING THE GRAMMYS

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Congrats Tay! From all her friends.

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