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Split Tree Resort Dino Dig Ch 03

Split Tree Resort Dino Dig Ch 03

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Split Tree Resort Dino Dig 03

[A university owned half-sized school bus pulls up in the resort's circle driveway and 'sputter, sputter, spit, boom, sputter' shuts down and parks it, while only the driver emerges as she struggles to pull her teeny knit dress down from the exposed thigh show she gave to her entire team for the 2 hour drive down to the resort]

"[Ding, ding, ding goes the front desk bell] hello? Service please, hello?"

"[Swishes from around back wall] hello, I'm Twiddle Dee from the resort's front desk and I'm not ready to ramble on and on about the dream that I had last night where I'm all of a sudden into boyfriend dates who have preppie hair without being a preppie, occasionally wear black jeans without being a goth guy and are shy without actually being shy, so, let me just say that the resort is all a buzz over Paleontologist Professor Muffy Muffins' team findings of a few dead big cat Dino bone fragments and a few teeth at the dig site down in the valley, so, how may I help you, hmm?"

"Oh, well then, um, hello Twiddle Dee, I'm Tuli, a post grad student from the Archaeology team at the university and I'm not here to gloat, not at all, but Paleontologist Professor Muffy Muffins contacted me in a frantic tizzy at 5am this morning and finally admitted, I mean, she finally said that she needed the Archaeology team's help, mm-hmm. And Twiddle Dee, you can respond back to that with what you know about why Professor Muffins was even awake at 5am in such a tizzy and if it's because Muffy had a live Dino bone in her Muffin, mm-hmm, I'm listening intently and my archaeologist team will be busy unpacking the bus for a few minutes, so, make it as juicy as my thighs then, mm-hmm!"

"[Tap, tap, tap] I mean, Tuli, it's not my place to say that one way or another, but we've ordered a bronze plaque already this morning and then we ordered another bronze plaque to announce the finding of a dead Dino or two, mm-hmm! Anyways, Tuli, Professor Muffy already told me all about how your archaeology team is saving the dead Dino dig day event by delivering several dirt sifter tables because those weird ass wire screen top tables are important to sifting out bone fragments and teeth, so, we were expecting you. But first, what the professor didn't tell me was how many times you've recently ended a boyfriend date with a nightcap at your place, where you changed into something more comfortable and then your something more comfortable was a very sheer nightie evening gown, which highlighted your amazing nude body to your boyfriend date as you stood between him and the fireplace and chit chatted over a cocktail, so?"

"Oh, I mean, Twiddle Dee, I swear to it that I never did that more than twice because after the fourth time I did that, I realized that my boyfriend dates were video recording me with their phones and I quit that trick all together after the sixth time because my sheer nightie nudie vids were showing up on social media as a meme known as 'poker fire' and that gave me a rep that I didn't want, so, twice and no more. So, moving on because as we just discussed, I'm way too hot, I mean, I'm needed here to save the day because..."

"[Tap, tap, tap] before we move on, Tuli, please educate me..."

"Well, well, well, let's put it on your lobby's announcement letter board that nobody at this resort can get enough of me today, mm-hmm and there's plenty of me to go around, so, what can I educate you with today and if it's about how Professor Muffy Muffins has owned the cover of 'dig it good and dig it deep' monthly magazine, I mean, let's not put that on your lobby's announcement letter board, so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] mm-hmm, as I was saying, Tuli, it's my understanding that although similar, the main difference between the paleontology nerds and the archaeology geeks, is that the paleontology nerds concentrate on dead Dino bones and fossils like that and that the archaeology geeks worry more about ancient human remains and their associated artifacts, so, how am I doing so far, hmm, Tuli?"

"Well, there's a little more to it than that, Twiddle Dee, but that's pretty close for now because..."

"[Tap, tap, tap] mm-hmm and since a mummy is an ancient human remain, have you ever dug up a mummy before while tomb raiding, Tuli, hmm? I mean, I would image that a buxom busty mummy would have been a big hit at the ancient rave house parties, way, way, way back in the ancient day, so?"

"Oh, I mean, tomb raiding mummy finds are usually assigned to a more esteemed and prestigious archaeology teams of tomb raiders, but that would be a pretty cool challenge and a pretty big deal for us because..."

"[Tap, tap, tap] mm-hmm and will you be gracing all of us at the bonfire dance celebration party tonight as a ripped bedsheet strapped wrapped mummy lady, hmm?"

"OMFG, Twiddle Dee, a ripped bedsheet strap wrapped busty buxom mummy lady? At a celebration bonfire dance party? Haven't you even noticed the size of my towering pyramids [inhales to further inflate her great pyramids chest], hmm? I mean, I can see it now that just as soon as some nerd paleontology student unravel spins me around enough to release just one of my boobs, I mean, where would it end, hmm? I mean, I can envision it already because it would be all 'grab, spin, unravel, pop, pop, spin, spin, here comes the bare belly, spin, unravel, unravel, here comes the exposed wide hips, spin, unravel, ahh, argh, ahh' and then I'm basically a naked busty mummy lady, standing on the beach of the bonfire with a cocktail in my hand and revealing to everyone's eyes how I wear such teeny tiny undies, hmm? Can't you see that, Twiddle Dee, hmm?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] well, that's what all of the paleontology nerds want to see and I overheard them all whispering this morning during the continental breakfast in the resort's Community Hut and they're all dreaming up ways to ask their resort girlfriends for a free pass to unravel you because..."

"What? All of the paleontology nerds already have resort girlfriends? I mean, they have only been here for a few days and all of my Archaeologist geeks have needs to because..."

"[Tap, tap, tap] would you like fireplace place cabin 16, Tuli, hmm?"

"Well, I suppose that sounds perfect for the secret slut side of me, especially since this dead Dino dig is also a resort weekend and, and, and, a quick bronzing glow up in the resort's tanning bed might be appreciated, Twiddle Dee, so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] um and just how would male staffer Howie close the lid of the tanning bed with the way your towering pyramids juke and point towards the sky, hmm?"

[A cool cat casually strolls into the resort's lobby from the Rec & Gym area]

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"Hey, TD, do we have any tanning bed reservations for quick bronzing glow ups, huh? If not, I might jump into the stand-up tanning booth and freshen up my own glow before the celebration bonfire dance party tonight and, oh, well then, hello ma'am, is there anything that I can help you with today? Like a quick tandem stand-up tan because no offense, but you're not going to fit under the bed lid, so?"

"[Gulp] um, male staffer, Handsome, I mean, Howie, um, no offense taken and um, does the price of a tandem tanning session in the stand-up tanning booth include helping me decide if I should be mummy wrapped tonight at the bonfire dance party from right to left or should my mummy wrappings go from left to right [closes the body gap], so?"

"Left to right, ma'am and we can prove that because I'm right-handed and since I'll be working it from behind, I mean, standing behind you in the stand-up tanning booth, I mean, my right arm will naturally reach across your great Giza pyramids and start the unraveling with your left pyramid, so?"

"[Almost faints] Twiddle Dee, hold my calls and don't put this on the lobby's announcement letter board, mm-hmm!"

"[Tap, tap, tap] next!"

"[Walkie Talkie click, click] Walkie Talkie Twiddle Dee, this is Walkie Talkie Professor Muffins, has my arch rival, Archaeologist Post Grad Instructor Tuli, arrived yet because we're swamped with piles and mounds of un-sifted dirt down here at the dead Dino dig site, over?"

"[Walkie Talkie click, click] Walkie Talkie Professor Muffins, this is Walkie Talkie Twiddle Dee and Tuli the Tulip has arrived, but she's lost in thought about if she should be mummy wrapped from left to right for tonight for the bonfire or if she should be mummy wrapped from right to left and we all know that a decision like that is best made in the tanning booth, over?"

"[Walkie Talkie click, click] Walkie Talkie Twiddle Dee, this is Walkie Talkie Professor Muffins, OMFG! But that's a theme that's open to everyone, right? Anyways, wiggle her phat booty and her pyramid boobs into a golf cart and send her my way as quick as possible! And, and, and, send rubbers, I mean, send rubber boots and rubber gloves, over."

"[Tap, tap, tap] next! Oh, wait (giggles), I had a Mrs. Bentley moment and jumped the gun. [Squeak, squawk] attention, Linnie, Linen Linnie, if your Linen closet isn't fully stock with extra bed sheets, grab a golf cart and slip into town and buy extra bed sheets for mummy wrappings and a good pair of scissors [squeak, squawk], over?"

"[Squeak, squawk] Linen Linnie here, Twiddle Dee and I'm on it. Also, if the dance party has a mummy theme tonight, does that include us staffer girls too, over?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] next!"

[The lobby double doors swoosh open like a breezy day]

"Hi, where is Tuli because the guys [flicks thumb over shoulder] are almost finished assembling the sifter tables and since we didn't even help, we would like to reward the guys by asking for a tractor and a trailer from the resort to haul the sifting tables down to the dead Dino dig site since the sifting tables are too awkward to carry, so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] Tuli is getting a quickie, I mean, she's getting a quick glow up bronzing refreshing in the tanning booth and I suppose that you two archaeology smoke shows just so happened to notice male staffer Benny and male staffer Lenny just leaning up against the tractor barn door frame, holding it up right, right?"

"Well, they have to fight for us, but they were both checking us out, so? And neither of us would be mad if your lobby's announcement letter board said something flattering about us, like how we're both smoke shows, so? Anyways, I'm archaeologist student, Jinx and this is [points] archaeologist student, Minx and you are, um????"

"[Tap, tap, tap] sorry, it's a rare occasion when I forget to introduce myself first and then for about 15 minutes more, but I was distracted by the smoke and almost called the fire department. Anyways, I'm Twiddle Dee from the resort's front desk and as for your last statement, mm-hmm and some things just don't need to be said in words or on a letter board. Anyways, Jinx and Minx, if each of you had five hair clips each, could both of you pin your hair in folded bunched up fashion so that each of your platinum blonde heads of hair would juke out in five distracting directions, hmm?"

"Oh, um, duh, Twiddle Dee, but what does that have to do with anything, especially since we're okay with those two hot boyfriend dates out there holding up the tractor garage leaving a little hay straw in the trailer, if the trailer is also the resort's hay ride trailer because..."

"[Tap, tap, tap] and did each of you pack satin jammies, with questionable girl boxer shorts and a top that seems to be one button short that combined, would be a distraction for literally any guy boyfriend date on the planet, hmm?"

"I mean, again, duh, Twiddle Dee, but what does that have to do with..."

"[Tap, tap, tap] because I'm literally exhausted trying to keep things running around here and that leaves me two bonfire dance party coordinators, who need extra distractions since this place has so many extra nerds running around. And to mindfully pass out the Molly. Which, by the way, Professor Muffy Muffins is to never, ever, ever again be given two Molly pills in one night, so?"

"Well, well, well, then sign us up as bonfire dance party coordinators because it sounds like Minx and myself picked a good weekend to pack our leg garter belts that have a teeny tiny little pill bottle attached to them because..."

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"[Tap, tap, tap] good, more distractions because I have to retire early tonight to finish my dream about my next boyfriend date, who has preppie hair without being a preppie, occasionally wear black jeans without being a goth guy and is shy without actually being shy because..."

"Oh, that perfectly describes our friend, Troy because Troy has preppie hair without being a preppie and he occasionally wear his black 505 jeans without being a goth guy and he is wonderfully shy without actually being shy and he's a jock, so, I'll text him! Oh, wait, Troy is a perfect boyfriend date for you, Twiddle Dee, but he has an overly protective sister, who feels that every girl in the world is trying to gold dig him because he's a raising jock star and his bubblegum card has him posing like this [Jinx replicates a sports jock pose and we believe this Troy guy plays baseball]. Anyways, Twiddle Dee, I think Troy is a defensive quarterback point guard or something. [Text tap, tap, tap, Troy, this might sound weird, but trim up and hit highway 31 south with your foot on the gas!] But his overbearing sister will probably have something to say about any such dead Dino weekend hookups, so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] and the first job of a good bonfire party coordinator is to not invite interferences and the second job of a good party coordinator is to, OMG, fix the pairing between the nerds, the geeks and the male and female staffers because although it happened, it was all wrong, all wrong, I say! I mean, everyone was engaged, but you know, peeking and glancing around like I made a few mistakes, next!"

[Vroom, tractor sputter, sputter, pow, spit, poof, sputter, grr down goes the resort's tractor and trailer]

"I mean, Twiddle Dee, we saw that crew in the parking lot struggling to maneuver those funky and awkward tables and we're in between resort work tasks, so [flicks thumb over shoulder], we hooked up the hayride trailer to the tractor and you know us, TD, we're always here and willing to help out, so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] mm-hmm! Benny, this is Jinx and she doesn't do much dirt digging because, you know, because it's dirt and she keeps her undies very firmly in place for the first coed sleeping night in the coordinators cabin 17 and Lenny, this is Minx and she caves in when Jinx caves in, so, next!"

"(Psst, if you're making so many hookup mistakes over being so tired and worried about your next boyfriend date, Twiddle Dee, should Minx and myself just switch off now, hmm?)"

[Benny doesn't hear that, but still disagrees with Jinx's concern]

"Hi, I'm Benny and I..."

"Mm-hmm, you have to fight for me, Benny and you have to be forgiving tonight at the bonfire dance party because Minx and myself been assigned to work the party as coordinators with crazy hair and questionable jammies and becoming jealous won't help anything, so?"

"Jealous? Why would I get jealous when I can brag that it's my sexy resort girlfriend keeping everything running smoothing, huh? And I'm surprised that Twiddle Dee didn't assign you to fixing the pairing at the party tonight because even I have to say that last night just seemed wrong and off, so. Well, not us, of course, because we were, um, we were up in town, um, oh, I don't mean to go all macho boyfriend on you, Jinx, but proper bonfire dance party coordinators wear proper bras and..."

[Boom, crash, smash, boom go the lobby's double doors]

"Special delivery from the Forest Green Khaki Safari clothing shop for the archaeology team to ensure that they stand out and totally contrast against the boring ass Sand Tan Khaki Safari types that the paleontologist dead Dino dig team ordered from the Sand Tan Khaki Safari clothing shop as their choice of outdoor wear and I promise all of you that I didn't peek or rummage through the package, but I'm pretty sure that these outfits are illegal in seven states, so, who is signing for these naughty dirt digging booty shorts, huh?"

"[A gentle lip smack] fire up the tractor, Benny, while Minx and I take first pick of the sizes and if there is a private pull off along the way down to the dead Dino dig site in the valley, I mean, we girls will have to change somewhere, right? Oh, um, delivery dude, are there any proper..."

"Oh, are there any matching Forest Green with ivy green laced, slightly infused and defused with a thread or two of black, half cup front clasping lifting bras, including the perfect safari shirt for tying just above the belly button, huh? Or are you asking about a black nighttime party bra, slightly intertwined with Forest Green threading for a slight visual effect, that has fuller cups, but cut diagonally for proper containment of the tips, yet leaves plenty of room for the globe heaving cleavage, which would match up perfectly under, say, under a white satin jammies top that seems to be missing one button by design, which might raise a little jealously, huh? I hadn't noticed, but I did receive a traffic ticket for distracted driving just a few minutes ago, so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] excuse me! What about me, because I'm Twiddle Dee and I'm always first..."

"[Points down to the other package on the dolly cart] and one last package for a Miss Twiddle Dee, keeper of the Tombs, monitor of the ancient spirits, um, it's labelled as 'bomb' and it comes from some crazy girl who is overly concerned about her brother becoming a boyfriend date this weekend because it might disrupt his career as a sports star because the crazy girl flashed a bubblegum card at me and her rising star brother has a sports stance that looks like this [ewe, the delivery guy replicates a man stance, but now, we believe this super star Troy guy plays tennis], so?"

"[Tap, tap, tap] um, the dirt digging teams might need a bomb to speed up their dirt digging activities, so, um, wheel your dolly cart down the trail to the dig site and be quick about it, next! Oh, the lobby has cleared out, which means I can doze off and dream about my future boyfriend date, who according to his social media, plays Pickle Ball and..."

[BOOM!]

"[Tap, tap, tap] and now his sister thinks I'm dead, dead like a dead Dino, so, next!"

End Split Tree Resort Dino Dig 03

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