a hollyoaks fan fic

off you go

2010-12-09T13:55:00.000-06:00

It might as well have been a Dickens Christmas as far as Teresa was concerned. She didn't mean that in a good way, either. The whole village was the same old fuck'n shit. Didn't help that she hadn't a bloke. Not that she was looking for one.

A little of her was still in a pisser mood about Rae. Yeah, she knew, Rhys was just evil. Taking Rae away from her. Then getting her preggers. Who wanted to be with someone who was swelled and smelled of iron and the like.

It was going to be shitty Christmas. Snow and all. White one day and gray the next. Thats the way it worked in Hollyoaks. Just a gray Christmas.

Didn't help much that she had to be a barmaid down the Black Cat, either. She wasn't quite destitute yet. But she hadn't taken to writing erotic letters to soliders, either, like that blonde cousin of hers had. Not that she got paid for that kind of thing, but her cousin got packages all the blessed time. It was a little unnerving. There was just too damn much happiness at home.

"Whats got your panties in a wad, aye?" As if she needed Darren to get in her face. He wasn't working here, but drunk, as usual.

"Hadn't you noticed all our favorites are gone?" She looked at him as if he was in a bad way. "Zoe and Sarah off to Paris." Just to name a few. She really felt quite alienated now.

"No, I hadn't." Darren was his sullen self. "Its Hollyoaks, babe, we just wish them well and have us another drink. Speaking of which mine needs fresh'n up, quite a bit." His shot glass was dry. Scotch was in order, she presumed.

Teresa walked off in a huff. He would be here until the cows came home. Teresa pursed her lips as she looked back at him. Perhaps he had a little cash. But it was doubtful. She wasn't an extraordinary pick pocket. Usually, she had to work it. Possibly in the loo, but she found lots of fun in it, sometimes. At least, it might help on the Christmas shopping. Of course, she wasn't buying presents for anyone. Only herself.

She handed him a double shot then. Nice and drunk. He'd never know if she actually went down on him or not. Well, it was a happy thought.

"Oh, Darren, I really hate to see you, such a sad sod." She came around and pulled at his arm just as he was getting his drink down him.

"What?" He winced looking baffled. He almost fell off the stool.

"You know." She almost rolled her eyes at him. Teresa looked across the way past the fruit machines and the pool tables. The loo was waiting for them.

He stammered, yet so watchful.

Teresa turned then and lead the way. She smiled with satisfaction. All was clear. She locked the door behind him and she smashed her lips into his. He really was intoxicated for the both of them. Must she find the lame one to cling too. Teresa deeply sighed and went to work. It was actually kind of an automatic process. He just stood there all without emotion.

"You know, you know what I'm doing?" She looked up at him, her hand grasping his cock, while the other slipped in the back pocket for his wallet.

"Do I?" He looked a might nutty then, but Teresa smiled a bit easy.

"You were a very naughty boy this Christmas. I doubt you deserve any pressies." She almost laughed. Really, she didn't think she'd have to do much. He really hadn't gotten any, as of late, had he. She gave him a rub, but he passed out before he came.

Teresa sighed full of relief then, as she lifted the cash from his wallet then.

How could he have so much cash, she asked herself then. Well, Teresa was leaving for the train. No need to spend a wad this big in the village.

from Ivyoaks

2010-09-04T15:14:00.000-05:00

Sorry I haven't written too much Hollyoaks fan fiction lately. As it is, seems Hollyoaks is making so many changes in character. So many of my favorites have left and well, I'm not sure if readers want to read about old characters or new characters.

Leave me a comment if you'd like to let me know what sort of coupling you'd like to see. I do fancy mixing up someone from the show..with someone not on the show..but I do try to keep just the "character" in this story blog.

Sincerely,

Ivyoaks

a restless world

2010-05-27T10:43:00.000-05:00

Nancy couldn't quite put her finger on it, but she missed Kris.

"You look so yummy." She told him first thing when she found him down at the club, alone. He didn't have a bloke buying him a drink which she found quite unusual. "What the fuck could be wrong?"

"Dunno what you mean." Indifferent as always.

"So how's Rav?" She wanted to know.

"Why should I know?" He scowled as he sipped his lager.

"What? You two, broken it off?" Just didn't seem right. Of course, Nancy was a bit on the rocks about herself too, these days. She'd had a round of romance with that lass she met on the seashore, but it had fizzled and it seemed all the pretty thing really wanted was some drugs instead of her. It was awful. It was clearly summer, and she only had so many weeks before she had to function properly as a teacher.

"He's such a bore." Kris sighed. Well, she didn't want to bore Kris either. She looked around then. Was there anyone she could succomb too. Of course, she had her own special definition to the word.

"Later." She would not let Kris bring her down. She'd had one off two many with the bloke. He might as well be a cow. Perhaps he wasn't as yummy as she'd said.

Would anything ever be the same again? She wasn't a giddy school girl, anymore. She was the teacher now. Damn, good, she thought. Her sister would be proud. Perhaps. Of course, she had messed around plenty with Kris and Ravi. Perhaps it was all their fault. She felt so empty inside. A sadness so overwhelmed her. When would it ever be right?

Just then she saw Jem coming her way. She wanted to ignore her, but she couldn't.

"You want to dance?" Nancy got up off the bar stool and practically fell on Jem. Naturally, all she got was a smile. Hopefully, it was a yes. Next thing she knew they were jumping into the static song, moving to the music with their hips and their arms. It was exallerating. Such fun.

Nancy was soon smiling. But then the song soon fell slow. Nancy felt it best to make her way to the loo, but Jem caught her arm and so she stayed. They danced pelvic to pelvic then. so slow. Almost a grind with their clothes on. Soon they were kissing strangers and it was...perfect.

Nancy, didn't dare let a giggle slip from her. Jem was so serious and such a natural.

Of course, they went to the loo once the song was done.

"Are you all right?" Nancy winced as she leaned against the red wall.

"No." Jem said so quietly. She kissed Nancy as if Nancy needed to do something for her.

"What is it?" Nancy whispered politely in Jem's ear. Perhaps she was a little drunk. Maybe they both were. Maybe this wasn't real, or nothing at all. But Jem ate ate at Nancy's lips to know her better. Soon her hand slid to open Nancy's tight jeans to investigate. Jem's tongue prodded on just as her finger did the same to unravel Nancy's core. Of course, Nancy felt her knees so weak. She kissed Jem back hard. She thought she might fall to the floor, but Jem held her so close. Nancy knew it now. Jem had a bag full of tricks. There was a vibrator in there somewhere.

Nancy giggled then.

no joke

2010-04-30T01:06:00.036-05:00

India shuttered to think it was so much better with Charlotte than Dave, anyway.

He was a might sloppy.

Charlotte was just amazing. India heaved with pleasure and Charlotte dived into her muff. Really, Dave liked lass' clean and wasn't that the way models did it. India felt a bit sleepy, but in lust. Charlotte knew what to do. How to make her orgasm fill her up with such amazing sweet bliss.

She wanted Charlotte to keep going. But she felt so weak. Maybe they should just kiss. How did she taste anyway?

"How many times did I cum?" India wanted to know as Charlotte took a break and held India's waist.

"Dunno. Plenty." Charlotte whispered in her ear.

Suddenly, she felt sad.

"Its never this good with Dave. Or any of them." India sighed, turning to Charlotte.

"I know." They kissed then and India felt so warm and dreamy. She touched Charlotte's clit with the tip of her pinkie. Finding her small patch of pubics. The ball of her palm rubbed at the pubics. Charlotte was already wet. When had that happened?

India didn't think she could get off on Charlotte's tits, but soon enough she was exploring and kissing them as if it was just as enjoyable as what Charlotte had done. But it was the kissing and the fingering that was bliss. She just couldn't get enough.

Finally, her tongue took to Charlotte's clit. It was the least she could do. And she could feel how Charlotte quaked and shook little by little inside. Really, it was quite easy to be turned on by Charlotte again and again. India just smiled. They could just stay inside. Who cared to go to the clubs, anymore.

just a whim

2010-04-25T01:41:00.039-05:00

Was Charlotte ever gonna hear from Laura? Really? Ever since she said she swung both ways, well, Charlotte was beginning to think it might be from chandlers, after all.

"Don't know why you bother?" India, her housemate rolled her eyes at the thought that Charlotte admitted she was smitten with her.

"Why do yo bother at anything at all?" As it was a lass could beat herself off so much, and then she needed someone. Especially, the sexy Laura. That would be just brilliant.

"You'll botch it. You always do." India was being her rightous self. Naturally, she'd never done anything wrong in her life.

"I don't want to talk about it with you." As it was, it was bed time. Maybe Charlotte would get on her phone and text dirty with Lydia. It would be a laugh, if nothing else. So she went to her room and got out her mobile to do just that.

"What are you doing?" India came to her doorway.

"What does it look like?" Did she want a catfight. "Just shut it, will you? Its none of your business."

India sat on Charlotte's bed.

"This just isn't natural." Charlotte scowled, putting her feet under her as she studied for any messages from Laura.

"I just don't want to see you in a pickle." India confided.

"I don't like pickles. Idiot." Charlotte tensed.

"Fine." India hugged herself. "I'm board."

"Really?" This was news to Charlotte. "How so?"

"Drunk blokes just don't cut it for me." India sighed.

"And what could I do, to help?" Charlotte pursed her lips. India came closer and took Charlotte's phone.

"What if we just touched?" India sort of smiled, but she was serious.

"Touch?" Well, Charlotte hadn't expected that. "You must be hard up."

"Maybe I am. Maybe I want to know what I've been missing." India looked at Charlotte who thought she just might come undone. Right now.

"You want to? With me?" Still Charlotte found this all a little unbelievable. They were flatmates.

"Come on." India shook her hair back.

"Have you lost the plot, completely?" Charlotte wanted to know.

"Not yet." India pursed her lips. They kissed then. With tongue. It was like a forbidden icing of some kind. Charlotte found herself under India who's loose robe came undone. And there she was. Lovely, and so ripe.

Charlotte touched her tits. Of course, she was dreaming of Laura's in that corsette of hers, but this was splendid too. Before she knew it, she was kissing India's tits and she knew India was enjoying it very much. She had India in her bed, and it was so dreamy as she nursed at the tips and hungrily took in her belly as well. Naturally, India opened herself up. Charlotte blinked. She was so beautiful.

"When did you have this done?" Not a pubic in sight. Like an open apple ready to be bitten. Charlotte sighed.

India wouldn't say, but looked at Charlotte as if she'd shown her hers..now Charlotte would have to show her something.

Charlotte laid against India's flat belly as her fingers went to investigate her clit first. She closed her eyes. She guessed the best things were already at home. After all.

a bit of comfort

2010-04-20T01:04:00.060-05:00

Maybe Gaz just needed a place to stay. Or the fact he knew what Dave wanted.

Funny, it felt like a common bond, somehow. Surely, it would hit him tomorrow how he needed to torment a school girl or rip a handbag from some old hag's arm. But at the moment, this was what he wanted.

His fingers squeezed around Dave's cock. He heard Dave's little sighs. It could happen right here, but he had a feeling Dave would want to go to his place. Light some candles. Put on some music. Gaz couldn't help but think that was down right silly.

"Please, couldn't we, just take some time." Dave broke away from Gaz's fierce kiss.

"If you say so." Gaz finally managed. But he held on to Dave's cock as if he owned it.

Dave let a heavy sigh.

"Please, promise, it'll be fine." Dave informed him.

Gaz finally let go. Dave snapped his pants. "Just come on up." They'd have to go back into the Black Cat. Gaz hated the thought.

"Look, I'll go up. You come a few minutes later. I'll leave my door unlocked." Dave had a plan. Gaz just nodded.

So Dave slipped away and Gaz lit a cigarette to think. Honestly, it would be nice to get a good night's rest somewhere. He wanted a shower. He wanted a real bed to sleep in. He wanted a place to go. He closed his eyes slightly. A home.

He felt himself shake as he leaned there on the wall of the alley. He smoked as if he would be OK. It would be all right. He finished it up. Stomped out the ember and was on his way.

The door was unlocked just as Dave said. He shut the door behind him. Locked it and looked about the flat that wasn't much. Seriously. An open kitchen. A living space and off behind the bathroom was an open space where Dave slept. He was nowhere.

It had to be the right flat. Had to be. But he was a bit nervous. He leaned against the door. It was then he heard the shower going. Gaz went to check that out too. The door was unlocked. He went in. Steam pouring over him. He undressed and soon enough found himself under the heat with Dave. Their lips met. He touched his wet chest with Dave's. He felt Dave's hands come around his jaws. But soon enough Dave was stroking him. Gaz leaned into Dave more. They pushed and pulled at each other's cocks and they kissed more, under the heat of the shower.

It was putting Gaz in a lull. And he shivered so, once Dave cut off the shower. Somehow, he just felt harder now and that's when Dave went down on him. Gaz squeezed his eyes tight. He shivered again. It was happening. Opening himself up, more than he ever had with anyone before. His fingers touched the side of Dave's head. His locks were wet but sensual. It was so simple and sexy.

Soon enough, he was in Dave's bed. He felt so vulnerable now, wrapped up in Dave. He felt himself throbbing again. Dave edged his fingers inside him. Slowly wanting to get into him. How could it be so warm, he thought. So inviting. They were side by side and then Dave pushed Gaz's face down into the pillow and pushed his cock, ever so slyly inside Gaz.

He hadn't expected the thrill of it that almost gave him chills. But more. Something, he'd never experienced before. And it felt like the beginning of something. His teeth gnashed, but his body pulsated instantly.

in the mix

2010-04-15T10:04:00.000-05:00

Dave was sick of himself. Really, what had he been asking for? Being with John Paul and all. He was a wee bit out of his element. Sort of.

It was the fact, nothing would come of it ...other than John Paul getting what he wanted. That was it. It was over. One little segment, playing out in his head. There on the sofa. No where else to go. And it was done.

Just didn't feel right. He knew it then that he was no more than a mere quickie to John Paul. Dave had him in his flat. It had been so fleeting and really, Dave started to think on how could he have just wanted him so badly.

Was it a sickness of some kind?

"Tell me things are bad between you and Ste." Dave would have felt better if Josh said they were, but he didn't. He was pretty much settled with Ste.

"Why does it concern you?" Josh squinted there at the Black Cat with Dave. He was drinking more than usual. Couldn't be that perfect, if Josh was drinking so.

"I guess, I just think you could do better." Dave glared at him, carefully.

"And you'd be for the better?" Josh smirked.

"Something like that." Would that be that hard of a conclusion to come too? Dave looked at Josh so melancholy. Naturally, Josh didn't have time for a chat. He needed to go. Dave wished he could make Josh stay, but there was nothing he could do. Perhaps make his exit first. He headed for the loo.

Just as he walked in, he saw Gaz at the urinal. His ass exposed. Dave caught a look, and he thought he might burst into laughter.

"What?" Gaz looked over his shoulder.

Dave wanted to stop grinning but he couldn't.

"Nothing." Dave wanted a look see at something else but thought it best not. Gaz wasn't exactly friendly. "Just didn't think I'd find you. Here."

"A man's got a piss somewhere." Gaz shrugged.

"Suppose you're off to knock off a shop, just now." Dave did his business.

Gaz zipped up.

"You don't even know me." Gaz sounded mysterious.

"Right, I really don't." Dave just nodded.

"What do you mean?" Gaz gave him a harsh look.

"I dunno. Maybe." Dave shrugged as he looked at Gaz.

"Maybe what?" He was offensive.

"I could buy you a drink." Dave offered.

Gaz just shrugged.

Soon enough they had lagers and were eyeing the pool table.

"So what happened?" Dave looked at Gaz still in shock they were sitting together. He was obviously the last person he intended to meet tonight. It had been a washout with Josh. He suspected nothing of this, too.

"Who says anything happned?" Gaz looked at him out of the corner of his eye.

"There you go, again, always defensive." Dave sighed.

"Yeah, and you have a cork of your arse." Gaz just said as he sipped his lager.

"Excuse me?" Dave winced, wondering what in the hell he was going on about.

"You blue blood."

"Hardly." Dave winced thinking he hadn't come here to be insulted by this bloody bully.

"You should get with Ste." Dave just told him.

"Ste?" Gaz shook his head.

Dave finished up his lager. It was pointless being here. As it was, he was the one who always had to push and pull what he wanted to get. It was never easy. One lousy blow job with John Paul and nothing. OK, it wasn't exactly lousy, but he thought he might at least get a night with him.

Perhaps if he walked the streets. Found someone in the park who'd do him. Just as well as getting in the bushes. He didn't say another word to Gaz but walked out of the Black Cat.

He was alone now. So alone. In the dark. Nothing to keep him sane, he thought. It was a lonely place, even in a village full of people. There was no one for him. No one.

And then he felt someone's hand on his shoulder. It was Gaz, who pulled him back into the alley. Perhaps he was set to rob him. Well, let him. It was pitch black where they were. Even if Dave could see the street light. They could not be seen. It was as if they were invisible.

He felt the pressure of Gaz who pushed closer. Against the wall. The weight of his body was strong and unbelievably fit. Dave couldn't help but smile only Gaz couldn't see him smile. Instead Gaz kissed him hard. His hand slid inside of Dave's jeans.

He heard Gaz's sly laugh. He knew exactly what he wanted and Dave was happy to see him.

every now and then

2010-03-30T15:12:00.001-05:00

It wasn't at all like John Paul remembered. Being with Keiron. Something was lost. He couldn't put his finger on it.

There was a time, he thought he was home to him. Absolutely. It was meant to be that way. He wanted it to be as it was.

Of course, Craig hadn't helped much the last time, he'd seen him. What a wanker. Tried a true. It disgusted him to think what they'd once had was shit to Craig now. Now Craig wanted to be with anybody, anyone, someone new, something new. Like a constant fire of some kind to burn the bridges he'd once knew.

John Paul vowed he'd never be like that.

Naturally, he couldn't be happy with Quentin, either. Perhaps it was a commitment phobia of his. He couldn't be sure. He guessed. But still he found himself wanting something more. He had to be out there, but who? Really? It wasn't Keiron, even if he did live with him now. At the moment he thought he might be at the bottom of the barrel. The only thing worse would be moving back in with those pack of sisters of his.

So he thought he might find his way on the other side of the village. Just for a drink, if nothing else. Some live music was playing. Practically, indie crap, but at least it wasn't Ollie Skye howling like a freak. Seriously, he was just getting old. Maybe. But he didn't want to think it. There was still youth inside him, wanting to get out and romp through the dead of night. Oh, the fun he could think of. And as he smiled there in that little club that was once a pub, he saw him their with his guitar. The dude was in a band.

Of course, it was the smile that got to John Paul. He smiled back. When the bloke came over, he offered him a lager.

"Do I know you?" The impish fellow proceeded to ask.

"Don't think so." John Paul gave him a glare. They sized each other up, pretty quickly.

"Do you play?"

John Paul thought this was quite funny. "Not really" was the best answer he could give him with an open smile.

"You have a sister or two, don't you?" Dave pursed his lips as he introduced himself.

"That I do? What of it?" John Paul hoped he'd slept with none of them. It left a bad taste in this mouth at the thought.

"You have a boyfriend, don't you?" Dave was serious.

"So." John Paul really was good at this game now. He didn't quite hop from one bed to another, but if it worked out, it might happen.

"I dunno if I like that, about you." Dave scratched the side of his head.

John Paul only smiled and reached across the table then, drew Dave in and gave him a good long snog as if that was what he should decide on.

He felt Dave almost keel over, on him.

"You're really not my type, you know?" But by the looks of it, he didn't exactly have a fan base waiting in the wings for him.

"If you say so." John Paul really hated to move on. But there was a challenge here, of some kind. John Paul moved back as if to go. Dave just looked him in the eye.

"Wait." Dave sucked in a breath.

"For what? The cows to come home." John Paul was a little bitter.

"Would you like to listen to some of music?" Dave didn't take his eyes off him. "Upstairs. I've got a flat."

John Paul didn't say anything, but the next thing he knew, they were going up the stairwell to Dave's.

"I could pour you a drink." Dave said as John Paul shut the door behind him.

"Don't wanna drink." John Paul shrugged.

Dave just smiled and reached for John Paul with a kiss then. It was more inviting than John Paul imagined. Especially, when Dave dipped his fingers inside John Paul's pants just to touch the tip of his hard penis. John Paul nudged toward Dave as they kissed more.

Finally, Dave unzipped his pants and he clasped his fingers around John Paul's cock. They finally found the futon, not so far from the kitchen as they kissed more. Dave pushed and pulled at John Paul's cock. Really, John Paul hadn't expected it. But when Dave put his mouth on John Paul's chest, then his abs, and even farther, it was a electric. Dave took to John Paul's cock.

John Paul finally let himself go as his eyes closed tight and his fingers nestled in Dave's hair. He moaned so slightly, unsure what Dave's next move would be.

"Do you want me inside you? Or do you want me?" John Paul whispered as he found himself pulsating. But as it was, Dave was only getting started. John Paul's face tensed. He couldn't wait.

obsessing

2010-03-25T01:59:00.018-05:00

Rae wished she could make it stop. This obsession. She didn't mean to do things behind Teresa back. But Teresa had another life. She didn't. She had boys to go out with. Things to do at school. Time to spend with her family.

It was just Rae alone facing the unknown. But then there was Rhys. And she knew it might happened. If it did, she wouldn't stop it. She was fascinated with the fact that she needed to know what he had to offer. And he did know so much.

It felt like a lesson in lust. Perhaps. She didn't want to fall in love with him. She didn't. She just wanted to see where this might be going. And yes, he was good in bed. She guessed. Or the fact she wanted to feel him inside her. She wanted to know what it was really like to have a lover, who would do whatever he could, to spend time with her. And he wanted to, unlike Teresa who wanted things hush hush.

Well, Rhys did to. He didn't like it like this. He was all she thought about, lately.

"Its not stupid, what I feel for you." He promised. And she believed him. She knew he could make her happy and the fucking was divine. So many ways. The combinations kept her in deep dreams. Her on top. Doggie syle. In his lap. Upside down.

He was there for her when Teresa wasn't.

"What do you mean, you're tired?" Teresa winced when Rae didn't even want to have a smoke with her anymore.

"Sorry," Rae sighed. "Maybe I'm coming down with something." Of course, she couldn't wait to hear from Rhys. And he called her every night. And she met him anywhere but his room because he was afraid Teresa might catch on. They couldn't have that, could they?

a secret

2010-03-22T01:34:00.057-05:00

"You are at least 17, right?" Rhys was on his cell to Rae. He'd wanted to talk to her. Just talk. He missed her completely. Perhaps it wasn't lust at all. Maybe they could just be friends. Finally, something had felt right in his life. A long time coming, he thought.

Yes, he thought she was an angel of some kind, and he might have been a dumb shit about a lot of things, but he knew he was her first. He couldn't get that part out of his head, and the fact he wanted to see her alone.

Of course, 18 would have been much better. But if they kept this under wraps, then all would be well, now wouldn't it?

They talked awhile and he got her to giggle. It felt right. He knew it was possible. She would see him alone.

"We don't have to let Teresa know." Rhys gave her a sly look when he finally found her walking along the shops, alone.

Rae nodded as if she were happy this was going to happen. Rhys knew of a cottage they could go to be alone. It was perhaps a rundown place. But none the less, they had the place to themselves. It was cold there, but they had each other to warm up. And she kissed him there as if they had no time to play house.

"You do fancy me, don't you?" He looked into her sweet eyes that dazzled him. Really, she was quite beautiful up close, and he so wanted to know her. All of her.

"Yeah, I'm afraid I do." She almost smiled.

"There's nothing to be afraid of." He said as he unzipped her jacket to find nothing was underneath, but her warm tits waiting for him. Taunt and hard to the cold.

She jerked his T over his head and soon enough they found themselves in bed. Undressed. His hands slid down her waist, her inner thighs. He kissed her tits just to find her yearn for him more. His fingers teased her clit as he opened her legs more. Kissing her inner thighs as his tongue pressed into her clit, just to show her Theresa had nothing on him. He could please her just as well and more.

He could feel her coming undone. She was his and he knew it. His cock plowed in just as she was loving what his tongue could do. It was time to wake up and get down to the real business at hand. He needed her.

envy much

2010-03-18T01:25:00.001-05:00

Teressa wasn't sure what she thought of this new set up with Rhys. Honestly, she'd only wanted a place for her and Rae to be alone. She hadn't expected this from Rhys. It was never her intention to have a threesome and then suddenly, it had happened.

"Are you keen on this?" She made small talk with Rae at school. Of course, they were questions no one could detect what they were really going on about. Naturally, she got a slight shrug from Rae.

"Do you like it?" Teresa was concerned.

"Its OK." Rae barely said.

"You mean it?" Teresa winced.

"I'm not jealous." Rae shook her head.

"OK." But Teresa was. She could see how much Rhys loved getting his hands on Rae. It was had to swallow at first. But Teresa had made her way to Rae when it was all happening. She let her know it wouldn't be quite as thrilling without her. She was certain of it. Hopefully, Rae knew that. She couldn't let her slip away. She couldn't. She needed Rae. They didn't need Rhys for anything. Except his room. If only she could find some other private place to go.

heads up

2010-03-15T01:19:00.013-05:00

"Are you going looney on me, luv?" Sarah asked. She'd brought tea to Zoe in bed.

"No. I thought you were gone." Zoe looked ast Sarah then with the tea and took it. "It was a nightmare. That's all."

"Was it?" Sarah crawled in bed with her and they sipped tea then with toast and jam.

"Yeah, a nightmare." Zoe stared at Sarah. "You don't think she's back, do you?"

"Of course, not." Sarah grinned. "Isn't she having a fine time in London during fashion week?"

"But wasn't that over weeks ago." Zoe winced.

"I'm sure she's partying on the high seas, somewhere. Hopefully, a pirate captured her and is torturing her completely." Sarah sighed.

"Yeah, that would devine." Zoe agreed. "I just hate her so much. I do. I - I don't want anything like her to ever come between us, again."

"No one will." Sarah stared at her as if Zoe was completely her world. Zoe just smiled. She knew it was true. They belonged together.

cold spot

2010-03-11T01:12:00.009-06:00

Her lips were like candy and Zoe couldn't deny them. She had no idea where this was coming from, but she need Lydia's mouth. Her skin was so fare and she felt as if she was with perhaps a fairy of some kind. As if she'd came to visit her bed somehow.

They kissed as if they'd missed each other so much and that evil grin smittened Zoe so that she could hardly wait to be finger fucked by Lydia who seemed to be so happy to have Zoe all to herself.

Zoe just smiled in her sleep as the morning sun came through the curtains. Instantly, Zoe's eyes shot open.

Lydia. She winced. What had came over her. It was such a disgusting dream. She hated her. She hated what she'd done to Sarah. She couldn't possible have these thought about that bitch. Lydia was purely evil. So disgusting. And here she was dreaming of her lips. The texture of her skin. Her lovely tits, and the things she could do to make Zoe lose hersefl in Lydia's grasp.

Zoe shook the thought as she looked over to feel for Sarah. But she wasn't there. Sarah was gone. The bed was cold. Had she been dreaming all along?

just a little bit

2010-03-08T01:01:00.026-06:00

Rae thought she knew bliss. It was with Teresa not Rhys. But it happened. Surprisingly, it felt so much better than she ever antispated. She'd been so afraid. Really, she would have been. But she was so into Teresa and then Rhys had landed right into her as if he needed a piece of the action too. And, and what was it they'd done?

She wouldn't ask. It was startling and she smiled as if she liked it. She did. But then when she sat in his lap and figured it would be just the same. It wasn't. Much easier this time as his cock took in deep past her clit. Rae sucked in a breath.

Teresa met her with an open kiss. She latched on quickly to Teresa's kisses. It was a tangled mess, and yet she could feel Rhys' hands coming around her. Teresa so close. Everything so warm and sexy. It was like being in an entire different world. She wasn't sure who she needed the most. Rhys or Teressa.

This was just getting started it seemed, and she thought it should have been over some time ago.

so much

2010-03-05T03:24:00.026-06:00

Rhys couldn't imagine two lasses in his bed, waiting were they? And quite a show. He was loving it. Pretty little things. One going down on the other. He could hardly stand it. He just needed to beat himself off. Thats all he could do. Of course, he locked the door behind him. No need for anyone to interrupt them.

It was quite splendid. Honestly, Rhys couldn't believe his luck.

Sure enough, he exposed his aching hard on, fully arched and equiped to ride someone, gladly. Well, he knew Theresa. He thought. They'd had a time of it once. She'd been drunk. He had been drunk. They might have had sex. It was quickie, no less.

She was pretty descent with a blow job. They'd shagged. He supposed. Didn't quite remember. But this other one, she was new. Hadn't laid eyes on this one. Hard to really make of her much other than her ass stuck in the air. He reached out to touch it. It was hard, and so appealing to him. He wanted it.

He took a deep breath as he gripped it and pushed into her bum. She was so tight. I was amazing. He'd never imagine something this new, and amazingly hot and willing. He bit at his upper lip. Squeezing his eye-lids tight. He yearned for her little moans. But it might have been Theresa who came first. He knew he might be next, any second. He grinded deep feeling her straining slightly. It didn't matter. He just needed to see this through.

Once he did, he collasped next to Theressa. He kissed her as if this was the best damn party he'd been to in sometime.

"I think we should do this more often, don't you?" He grinned then taking Rae in his lap. His hands came around her belly as his stone was between her legs. She was right where he wanted her.

here comes the rain

2010-03-01T02:57:00.052-06:00

It was pouring again. At least it was not snow. Some said it was the worst winter they'd had in the village for over a decade. Didn't mean much to Theresa as she looked over at Rae, as they stood a bit out of the rain in the cold.

"Why on earth did you wear that track suit?" It was maroon and sporty. Her hair was in a ponytail. She looked so unbecoming.

Theresa looked at her in disgust as they huddled. Shame, no one knew but her how beautiful she was. Theressa looked at her sweetly then as if she enjoyed this secret.

"Come on, I feel like a hot shower." She took a drag off her homemade cigarette and gave Rae a drag. Perhaps she needed a lift too.

"I suppose we'll go to Rhys'." Rae barely said above a whisper.

"So." Theresa kept her smile so small that it might have been a frown.

"Tess, must we?" Rae scowled.

"It was lovely last time. No one knew we were even there. His Dad works. Mum works. Rhys is the only one home now, don't you know. He's a bit thick. Daft, in fact. He probably think he shit, himself." She giggled then.

Rae didn't think it was that funny. She smoked at the cigarette, and she let it linger a bit.

"Babe, its cold outside, you know I need you." Theresa pouted.

Rae just nursed her bottom lip and looked at Theresa who smiled and tossed the cigarette in the pouring rain, and they made a run for it.

It didn't take long to get to his house and in the bathroom as shower heated up just the way Theresa liked it. She got Rae to join her quick enough as they made haste to the situation. Theresa pushed Rae under the hot water first. They kissed as the mist hit the goosebumps of their body. Theresa edged her thigh between Rae's as she touched and kissed her wet skin. They soaped each other up and rinsed. Really, Theresa could have stayed under the hot water all night, but then it turned cold and Rae could hardly stand it. Theresa just smiled. Rae's teeth began to shatter.

She dried Rae off and wrapped a big thirst towel around both of them to hurry to Rhys room. Of course, it was a bit of a mess. But the bed was free, and they managed together under the covers and cuddled.

"Now isn't that better?' Theresa said softly.

"No." Rae shuttered, gritting a bit. Just then Theressa exposed her tit.

"Come on, take it." She promised it would warm her up. Sure enough it did. She felt Rae's hands run down her spine across her buttocks as her finger tips wedged between her cheeks. Perhaps Rae knew what she was doing. They nestled so close Theresa teased her clit as Rae responded to her tit. They were so warm now. She had to wonder if Rae would do it. She hadn't exactly gone for her clit yet. Perhaps it would come and so would pleasure.

But, in the midst of their oozing for more of each other, Rhys showed up.

Theresa just smiled knowing he'd watch. He would. He liked that sort of thing Theresa guided Rae's head toward her clit then. She didn't have to know an audience was watching.

a fine mess

2010-02-24T02:34:00.083-06:00

It was always an adventure finding places to be alone with Theressa. Rae hadn't a clue what to expect. She just followed to see what might happen. Granted it was all so new to Rae. She loved the slow kissing and the thumb fucking. It was so exhilarating, and it gave her a shiver to think about how Theressa knew all these things that she'd never even imagined.

"Come on. I know a place we could be for a good long time." Theressa's eyes lit.

"Where?"

"Shh..." She kissed Rae's lips then as if to seal the deal.

And with that they were on the run, down a back alley, in through someone's back door.

"Where are we?" Rae winced. It was a house she'd never been in. And Rae had no idea that Theressa would know the back door was unlocked.

"Its not like we'll take anything. Besides, I can't wait for you to see Rhy's bed..So they leaped up the stairs to his room. It was stratling bright there as the afternoon sunlight glissened.

"Rhys Ashworth?"

"He's not that good in bed." Theressa shrugged.

Rae wasn't sure if she wanted to know the particulars.

"I licked his cock, sucked it off and he came, end of boring story." Theressa flopped herself down in the middle of Rhys' bed. Rae just stood there stiff. "Well, come on, take it off."

"What about you?" Rae winced.

"You first. I like to watch." Theressa smiled as she leaned up on her elbows.

Rae hesitated. She was certainly no stripper as she undid her tie from her school uniform and took off everything quickly as possible. She winced a bit when she noticed how visible the hickeys were on her inner thighs. She so hoped her grandmom didn't find them.

"I love your curves." Theressa sighed with a smile.

Rae shivered ever so slightly. A bit nervous wondering what they'd do if Rhys came home.

Theressa removed her tie then and slowly unbuttoned her blouse, making Rae wai,t to expose her pink bra, then her pink thong.

"Maybe I can steal you one the next time we're at the Mart." Theressa touched herself in her tight thong.

Rae shivered more wondering if she were over come with sex or just her nakedness as she watched Theressa undo her bra as her breasts come bobbling out. Stiff at the end, yet so perky and beautiful. Naturally, her tits touched Rae's as she longingly Frenched her while they twisted into the bed. They kissed more. Theressa let Rae have a go at her tits, and Rae kissed them just as Theressa had done to her so many days before. It pleased Theressa tha she'd learned, but Theressa pushed her back on the pillows as Rae kissed her belly and licked her belly button.

"You're going to like this." Theressa promised. Rae knew not to answer as Theressa reached back for something. She unwrapped it then. It was chocolate candy bar. Theressa bit her bottom lip. "I want you to melt this for me." Rae's eyes lit as Theressa kissed her so sexy as she grazed her clit with the edge of it and pushed the candy in deep.

"Its OK, if its messy. More shit for Rhys to think we left in his bed." Theressa giggled in her ear. Theressa played with the candy bar for quite a bit, making Rae cum at the tip of it. Brilliantly, in fact. First she pushed in the candy bar so slowly letting her feel its texture, then she slowly pulled it out, then in. Slow. Fast. Slow. Fast. Fast. Until Rae quivered.

Theressa giggled more as she pushed Rae's legs apart as if she had it planned all along. Rae's heart beat tightened wondering what had she done. Theressa was only starting. Her mouth found the melted chocolate, and she began to eat away at the mess. Rae felt her clit throb, so anxious for the next lick. The next bite. She closed her eyes as Theressa nudged at her clit, slowly edging her off the bed until she was upside down. She'd never felt so sexed up in her life.

full circle

2010-02-22T01:12:00.032-06:00

Kris just hadn't been the same since his row with Ravi. They'd had some differences. And yes, he regretted very much going out with that freak at the carnival. He missed him so much, but Kris couldn't tell him so. It just wouldn't be fitting.

No instead he had to mope around, cry in his Irish coffee and complain to every bartender who would listen to him down at the Black Cat.

"You just have to fix it, Kris." Billy finally told him, but Kris wouldn't listen.

"That Ravi can just rot, for all I care." Besides, Kris had done his best to max out his credit card. Clothes seemed to do the trick, sort of, but not really. No, he need his manly man, and he was nowhere.

Kris had been snubbed by that Rob Mack so-in-so. That had not set well with Kris, either. Just where had all his good karma gone. Oh, yeah, mostly used up by the freak from the carnival. Evidently.

"Just talk to him." Billy had told him more than once. After all, Kris could still be a barmaid at the Dog if he really wanted, but he didn't. He just might run into Ravi.

But as luck would have it, Ravi showed up at the Black Cat with a gruesome eye. Some one had let him have it.

"Oooh, that must hurt." Kris came to his rescue at once. He wanted to make the wound all better.

"Don't you dare!" Ravi was certainly cross.

"Can you at least tell me how it happened?" Kris looked a the wound that was so painful and blue. Purple too.

"Its that Imogen that Nancy is running with! I told her, Imogen was no good. She's going to tarnish Nancy's reputation!" Ravi winced in pain.

"Oh, really?" Honestly, Kris couldn't see it. "We had some good times with that babe."

A smile came to his face. He thought how he'd licked her clean so many a night and Ravi having a go at her bum. Lovely fucking. The good old days. What was even more delight as was how she was oblivious to their own digressions with each other.

"True, but she ain't what she used to be." Ravi looked so sad about that.

"I wouldn't have bothered, you know." Kris hugged himself as he watched Ravi, all a mess because of Nancy. "I haven't a good vibe about her for sometime now. She ran with that cow, Lydia. The beach they went. I heard rumor she's been with Sarah on accasion. Possibly Zoe too.

"Imogen is a bitch. Through and through." Ravi scowled.

"Just let the bitches have at themselves, Rav," Kris looked at Ravi so seriously. "Please, just let me come home, will you?"

He got a shrug from Ravi then. Kris pulled out something from his pink messenger's bag then to help with Ravi's wound. Soon enough they were kissing and making up. Long time overdue.

Naturally, he couldn't wait to get him home to take in that amazing package waiting to be unleashed in his briefs.

"Aw, I missed it so." Kris grinned all over.

"Just as I've missed your lovely bum." Ravi slyly admitted.

"I'm hoping you'll show me." Kris was so giddy, but that had a good long snog of catching up and then Kris went down on Ravi until he almost ...and in a rush, he got to Kris's bum just in time to cum. And it was just as amazing as Kris remembered. He was definitely glad he was back.

this time for sure

2010-02-20T01:58:00.027-06:00

"Are you into to me?" Imogen really wasn't so sure. She'd honestly had Nancy to herself on the train trip, but now they were sober, and it was some time, the middle of the afternoon when they finally woke up in Nancy's bed.

"Of course, I am." Nancy shrugged as if she hadn't a clue what she was talking about.

"Well," She didn't want to say it, but she felt she was the more giving one here. Not that it didn't please her to sense how Nancy had cum all so many times on that bit of a ride. Imogen felt just a bit jilted.

"You are lovely, I could watch you naked all day. How ever did you get that tan? Were you born with it?" Nancy turned to her side looking at Imogen, next to her.

Imogen only smiled. She didn't say how she came about it. She'd rather keep it a mystery.

Nancy touched her belly, and kissed her sweetly as if she hadn't meant to forget about her, entirely. She kissed her neck then, finally her tits that were so waiting to be held, licked and sucked. Nancy took her time as if they had all day, as her skin touched hers. Gliding closer and closer to the hot spot.

Finally, Nancy dipped her tongue into Imogen's clit. Held it there so longing as if she were waiting to taste the excitement inside her. Finally she kissed the inside of her thighs to spread her more as her pinkie pushed carefully into her bum. She delicately played with her clit, using her tongue, sensing her sweet throbbing. Imogen moaned so softly.

Her legs felt so weak. But she was happy. So happy. She hadn't felt quite bliss in a long time.

passing through

2010-02-17T01:30:00.044-06:00

"You have to be the sluttest teacher, I know!" Imogen laughed into her drink as she looked at Nancy who laughed so hard her blouse came undone there at the Black Cat.

They glared at each other then. Had another laugh.

"Only with you!" Nancy assured her.

They kissed in public as if they could get off on others watching them, but it was the Black Cat, however, so no one found it quite that intriguing.

"Where should we go?" They were both drunk. Staggering all over each other. "This place stinks." Imogen announced to anyone who would listen. Nancy just laughed like an idiot.

"I got an idea." Nancy finally suggested. "The train. I love the train."

"Really?" Imogen winced. "Do you, now?"

Nancy just giggled as they bundled up to head out into the snow softly falling as if a new blanket would keep the village cozy for another month or so. As it was, most with the right mind would have been headed home, in bed, under the covers tight. But these two were trying to find the train station.

"Are you sure its that good of an idea?" Imogen hiccuped.

"Of course, its a grand idea." Nancy belched as she fell into Imoge on their stumble to the station. At least it was warm enough inside. But before they could get their tickets for a trip that would make the rounds. Imogene shouted. "I NEED TO PEE."

Actually, she had to vomit instead.

"Do I look all right?" She looked at Nancy.

"Lovely, dear, but could you possibly wash your mouth out." Nancy managed to slur a sentence or two together.

Imogen just laughed and did her best to wash her face and squish some water in her mouth.

"Come on then." Nancy was suddenly serious. "I want to take you on a ride, baby."

So they managed into a part of the train that was all to themselves

"Splendid," but Nancy had to grab from one seat to the next since she could barely hold herself up. She managed into the corner of the back seat. She giggled then waiting for Imogen to follow.

They'd taken the cheapest destination. Just to stay on to take them back. It would be an hour on the rail. Just enough time to have a good time, Nance supposed. She hoped as she unbuttoned her blouse little by little hoping Imogen would notice.

"Are we slappers?" Imogen winced looking at Nancy.

"NO!!!!" Nancy sang with glee yet off key. They both laughed senselessly.

"God, you'r tits are gorgeous." Imogene whispered in the dim light as the train started. Nancy smiled as if she agreed completely.

"What are you waiting for?" Nancy wished they could get on with this.

"What? Do you have in mind."

"Its a train ride. Some of my best times have been on the train." Nancy said matter of fact.

"Really?"

"I want this to be the best." Nancy whispered in Imogen's ear.

Imogene smiled unbuttoning Nancy's blouse more to have them just to pop out at her. She kissed Nancy then as she caressed them so tenderly. Nancy laid back on the seat. Imogen was on top. Finally, she reached Nancy's tits with her mouth. as her hand dipped under Nancy's mini, just to find Nancy had not worn undies, only her dark gray thigh highs. Naturally, Nancy opened her self up so Imogen could have a go with her clit. Immediately, Nancy got off with Imogen's thumb, so intense and sensuous.

Her body rocked with the moment of the train. She was moved by what Imogen could do with her tits. It was amazing, and it pained Nancy that she hadn't thought of bringing toys along for the ride. But it didn't stop Imogene. Soon her whole fist was inside Nancy. She kissed her tits. Nancy didn't want to think how drunk Imogen really was, but she was moving into her bum now and it was lovely, and she imagined she was Imogen's absolute puppet now.

hearts beating as one

2010-02-14T02:59:00.077-06:00

Ste was sure of it now. Josh needed someone better. Better than he could ever be. Even if he was normal. His old self. Who could have stand, to be around him? He didn't want to be who he used to be. Before the bus hit him and put him in a coma all those months.

Now he was just stupid. He would always be an idiot, now wouldn't he? He felt sad about his future. Here it was Valentines day and he had nothing. Nothing for Josh.

"Well, I have you," Josh said. He wasn't interested in flowers or candy.

"But I'm stupid." Ste winced. He'd tried to make dinner, but he'd been nervous with the lobster and couldn't quite kill it. It was still in the bath tub of water. He'd added salt, hoping to keep it alive.

"Stop saying that. I don't believe it for second, you know." Josh was grinning.

Ste just winced, standing there in the kitchen, leaning against the sink. Josh touched his cheek. "You are better than you were before. I would have never known this, unless-" Well, he didn't want to mention it. He never did. "I'm glad Kieron threw you out."

"But-but.." Ste knew how pushy he'd been. Really, he was looking for a place to sleep and well, he liked the benefits. Naturally, Ste hadn't gone far. They were right across the hall from Kieron and John Paul's now.

"It was fate," Josh promise. "John Paul coming back. He and Kieron getting back together."

"I guess so." Ste could hardly look into Josh's pleasant face. He'd had flashes of how he'd been to Newt so long ago. Really, he wanted to forget that. He hated that person he was. He wasn't a bully, anymore.

Josh put his hand on Ste's shoulder. He gripped it so firmly. "I want to be with you. I do. You are the only one."

"This thing with Simon now. He's got no one, you know." Ste reminded him how his ex had been jilted by a so called art thief who was now in jail.

"So. He can stand on his own. He'll be fine. Besides, he's moved on to being a Dad now. I'm not that. We're on different levels in our life, I guess." Josh shrugged.

Ste almost smiled, feeling it was Josh who was raising him now. Even so, in his unpredictable thought process, one thing remained, he knew what he wanted from Josh. He knew he wanted him. Constantly.

Ste kissed Josh so hard then. He wanted so badly. Enough talk. It was building fierce inside him. He wanted Josh here. Right in the kitchen would be grand. He unbuttoned Josh's jeans, grabbing his cock as if it were there like a gift to be had. He caught Josh's breath in his kiss. Josh almost laughed.

"Must we, right here?" Josh pulled back, but Ste still had his fingers wrapped around Josh's cock. Ste watched Josh's eyes shut tight as he thumb grazed the tip of his hard on, pushing inside so tantalizing yet a prickly pain. As if it might explode right this second. Ste just smiled as he pulled up a chair to sit so he could suck Josh off. He heard Josh's slight moan as he kissed its beauty with his tongue.

Ste loved the thought of how he could Josh feel. He knew he never watched. Ste, on the other hand, always watched. He liked to see the silly expressions on Josh's face. He thrived in watching how he could sway Josh's body into wanting more. It was beautiful and so satisfying. But in all seriousness, what he couldn't get enough of was having Josh inside him. Yes, he was Josh's girlfriend. The wife. Whatever. He'd bleed for Josh if he had too, just as long as he got what he wanted in the end.

out of the shadows

2010-02-12T03:35:00.021-06:00

"You have to put Lydia out of your mind, Zoe," Sarah said who didn't want to listen to another second about the bitch.

"She tired to kill you, she could try again, you know." Zoe explained. As it was they'd been keeping to themselves lately. As they both needed to heal in certain ways. Zoe was almost back to her old self from child birth, and Sarah was almost completely recovered from the incident that Zoe was so sure was Lydia's fault.

"Suppose, she's moved on, Zoe." Sarah looked at Zoe who was fired up about getting Lydia. "Suppose, we should too." Sarah put her arm under Zoe's chin. They were in bed, in the early morning. Neither, could sleep since Zoe had grown so restless. Sarah felt she had to keep her here before she went on a rampage somewhere. She'd at least tracked Lydia down to London.

"But she thinks she's model!" Zoe was wired. "She has no potential in it, you know." She was in a huff.

"I don't care." Sarah said softly. "May she fail and get fat."

They both laughed at that.

"Come on, Zoe, we haven't the energy to spend all our time on the where-abouts of that ninny. All right." Sarah rested her chin on Zoe's shoulder then. Finally Zoe turned to her, and they kissed. Seriously, morning was a time for the first orgasm of the day.

Sarah's fingers clasped around Zoe's belly. It was hard to believe there was ever a baby in it now. And she definitely wasn't to speak of it since Zoe had no intentions of raising it. It was as if she wanted to forget that part of her life, completely.

Zoe laid back and Sarah took her in, kissing her tits quite intensely as she fingered her, sensing Zoe ready to unwind. There would be no talking. Just the way Sarah liked it. The more they were together the stronger they would be.

She touched Zoe's clit with her tongue. Sarah so wanted to cum. Fortunately, Zoe reached inside Sarah's bum with her pinkie, and it made Sarah want to enjoy Zoe all the more. Really, it would be a fine morning. It would be.

in the dark

2010-02-08T02:55:00.021-06:00

"Do you think anyone would find us here?" Rae asked. Theressa had lead the way. They'd gone down to the basement behind the wine, stacked away for every occasion.

"I think we can be alone." Theressa told her. It was dark. And there was no one. Theresea kissed her as if she'd missed her for the last five minutes from the loo when they first kissed. They stood kissing as if they had to know what the other was made of.

"You kissed a girl before?" Theressa finally managed to ask.

"No." She shook her head. "No, one actually."

"Oh." Theressa smiled touching her face. It was so dark. They could barely make each other out. But they could only stand so long. They needed some relief from the elements. There was a big fluffy chair in the corner. It was dusty yet big enough for the both of them. Rae fell in Theressa's lap.

"I hate myself, sometimes." Theressa sighed. "Don't know what to do with myself. I can hardly bare it. Its like I have to be someone else, when I don't want to be."

"You are someone, Theressa, everyone wants to be you." Rae observed.

"Its not all its cracked up to be." Theressa licked her dry lips. "I'm the bimbo."

"Don't say that. Its not true." Rae shook her head, no. She touched Theressa's hair in the dark.

"I've been hurt," Theressa then confessed. "So many times, I can hardly stand it, you know, I just-"

"Shhh." Rae put her index finger on Thressa's lips. She breathed in her ear then as her fingers made her way under Theressa's dress. "You didn't wear a bra." She whispered with a giggle.

"So." Theressa almost laughed.

"And no undies." Rae couldn't believe it.

"What, and you're Joan of Arc with nickers down to her ankles." Theressa teased.

Rae just smiled. Naturally, Theressa knew a bit how to undo things. She took then off, kissing her all the while. Rae had no idea what Theressa was really up too.

roll with it

2010-02-04T02:31:00.049-06:00

Honestly, what was it this, Robbie was expecting? Pondered, in Dave's head. Did he look the type who knew what to do with men like him.

Not really. But he'd said to call him Robbie.

Dave only grinned, thinking what a prat Rob could be. Really, he hated everything. Could have been right up there as Simon Cowell's son. Except he looked more like Josh Harnett. He wondered if he should bring that up. Honestly, he was just a tad unnerving to meet up like this at the Black Cat. Dave couldn't think of a thing to say. After all, he'd busted his tail for this man with his music and got nothing. Absolutely, nothing.

"You know what I like about you," Robbie then started. "You're cute. Fasinatingly, cute. And you think you're great with the lasses." He giggled then.

Dave remained even lip. How long could this go on? Sure he wanted to make a move, but not here.

"We could go up to my place." Dave shrugged. It wasn't far. Just upstairs. Maybe it would do some good for Josh to hear his door open and shut. He'd wonder what it was about. He might think of him with another and he might..might feel bad. He could only hope.

That's all Dave had to do. Robbie followed.

Before he knew it, they were face to face, alone in his little room. Just a kitchen with a livingroom and bed. A loo on the side. A meer closet in some places. And they were in the dark. Just the gold streetlight coming in. Robbie bit his lip in thought as he reached over to unbutton Dave's jeans.

"Wouldn't you want a drink?" Dave thought he should ask, but Robbie grabbed his cock instead and smiled.

"I don't drink that much." He said so quietly.

Dave felt himself faulter. Like a moth to a flame. And he felt so hot at Robbie's touch. Thet kissed then. So hard that Dave barely made it to the futon. His head knocked against the back of the metal arm, but it wasn't enought to hurt. Just a bit uncomfortable. Feeling Rob's fingers climb under his shirt pinching his tits ever so amazing as he kissed his neck. He pulled his shirt over his head and looked at Dave's fair skin.

"Nobody would ever quite want you the way I want you." Robbie smiled as he pulled at his cock more and kissed him so deeply then as if this was just the beginning.

Dave blinked up at him wondering just what was it that he needed to do. Rob was still dressed. Didn't he need to be undressed too. Didn't they need to take their time? But no, Rob pried on. Kissing his chest. Finally coming down on him.

Dave closed his eyes thinking it couldn't possibly be happening. It was so great. He throbbed all the more as Rob's tongue took him in.

Finally, Rob shucked his clothes. He undressed what was left of Dave.

"Will you give it to me?" Robbie smiled.

"What?"

"Don't be a shit about it," He wanted on the couch then.

"But your bigger than me."

"So, maybe I like little cocks," he winced. "Or I just like getting it more than giving it. You have a problem with that."

Dave shook his head, no. He would just do as he was told.

in the loo

2010-01-31T02:50:00.044-06:00

Rae felt lost at the party. She should have stayed home, but she needed to get out. Meet new people. Be someone different. Yeah, that was it.

Really, it was all so sad, as of late. Find a new school. It was so hard fitting in. Actually. The lasses here dressed up too much. She loved the downtime look. Usually, she wore her hair in a pony-tail and wore sporty things like track suits to school. But tonight she had a try with some eye-liner and the like. Only, it hadn't worked, at all. No one noticed. She might as well have been a wallflower.

What did she have to do to fit in? Really, she wanted to hide in the loo, but it was there she found that Theressa with a spilled drink on her lovely party dress.

"Fuck!" Theressa was trying her best to clean herself up.

"Do you need some help?" Rae said so innocently. Theressa just looked up at her and nodded. She sat down on the commode lid and waited for Rae to help her with the stain.

"How awful."

"Yeah, its my cousin's." Theressa nursed her upper lip. "I didn't tell her I was using it, tonight."

Rae just smiled. Perhaps her reputation succeeded her. Rae got a warm wash cloth and helped with the mess on her chest.

"Is your hair natural?" Theressa wanted to know.

Rae nodded, as Theressa touched a lock of it.

"Sorry." Theressa sighed as if she was still upset with what the boy had done to her dress.

"Its all right." Honestly, Rae thought it was a bit endearing, or the notion that someone wanted to touch her without hurting her, completely. Boys were complicated, she guessed, but this, this was....nice.

Theressa combed her fingers through her hair, again, and Rae closed her eyes. Before she knew it, Theressa pulled her in for an open kiss. The shock overwhelmed Rae. It was the last thing she expected. As well as the urge that she might melt into something with Theressa.

cold as ice

2010-01-27T02:33:00.033-06:00

Was it just a chill in the Black Cat or what? Well, Rob knew he hadn't gotten off to a great start with Kris. Which was just fine with him. Honestly, he wasn't that much into crossdressing Irishmen. Truthfully, he liked the manly sort and he thought he'd found it in the Black Cat, only he didn't see him.

The bloke was looking at another bloke which was a good sign. Now wasn't it? He wouldn't see it coming. Rob worked that way.

To bad no one knew him but to be a hard ass. Especially, to keep the music edgy and folks coming back for more. But really, he took pride in his hard ass. Oh, it could make him quite giggly if he thought about it. And then when he saw him at the end of the bar, he thought it might be love.

"I dunno," the bartender said. "You might have as much luck with him as resident man-whore, Rhys Ashworth."

"I do need me, self a man, I could do without the whore." Rob shrugged.

"Dave, I doubt could give you a laugh, if you ask me." The bartender edged toward Rob then with a free lager. "I can let you in on a wee bit of a secret."

"Are you coming on to me?" He took the drink. "Is that's what this is about?"

"Afraid not, but you look as if you need a bit of advice, and ole' Dave, well, he's got a special place in his heart for someone, but it won't happen. Perhaps you can woo him before its broken."

"I'm not in the business of wooing." Rob sighed.

"You should give it a try, it might become you." It was the last advice the bartender gave him before he nudged him toward Dave, who dizzyily looked up at him.

"Are you alone?" Rob found himself saying to the bloke. Rob looked Dave over. He dressed smart enough in black. He smelled spicey enough, too.

"I know you." Dave just grinned.

"Do you?" Rob scowled. He was in hopes he wouldn't. Rob had seen his band. He guessed. "You'll have to refresh me." Rob just hoped he wasn't a bore.

heartless

2010-01-24T02:00:00.033-06:00

Theressa had had a bad start of the year. Nothing felt quite the same without Anita around. She was always her fall back for anything. Not anymore. She hadn't been there for her in months. It all started with the cutting, she supposed, which in the end Newt had confronted Theressa about, telling her it was all her fault about Anita going away like she did. Of course, she hadn't a clue what he was talking about. What had she to do with any of Anita's problems? They had been best mates. Granted, Anita never liked the party atmosphere that Theresa was accustomed too. And maybe in the end she had hurt Anita more than she knew, but seriously, she had no one to go home to like she had with Anita, and she missed her very much. How would she ever get along without someone like Anita.

Where did she go from here? And these party animals were just getting worse. It was so hard to see the big picture, anymore. Yes, she stole boyfriends when she had nothing else better to do, but it wasn't that she wanted to keep them. She never did. Especially, when inside her was a girl just wanting to find another girl, but she could never let anyone know that. It was such a dark world to be in. Perhaps living two different worlds, side by side, sometimes.

She was sad and lonely and so tired of putting up with so much shit, feeling more lonely than ever before in the end.

They could go on an on about her misgivings at home, but they really didn't know her. Not really, not like Anita did, but now she'd have nothing to do with her. Would it always be that way? Had she chosen it to be that way?

Well, there was Rae. Of course, Theressa knew she was prettier than her, but just the same, she found her a tad intriguing. She was obviously, very real. And the blokes treated her terrible. It was Theressa had to find a plan to get to know Rae. God knows, Rae pretty much knew what a chav she was. How did one go about changing that? Well, Theressa had to do something soon. Had too.

standing here on the ground

2010-01-14T01:33:00.032-06:00

Dave knew he was more than a laugh, but as of late that seemed to be all he got. Sure, it looked like it was working on the outside. Always at the right place at the right time. He was good at that. He had to be. Except, it wasn't as great as it was cracked up to be.

Perhaps, it had to do with Josh. Not that he brought him down, and yeah, he could be loads of more fun, but that Ste seemed to be weighing him down.

"What? You have to go home to him? He makes you come home to him?" Dave hadn't meant to get in a row about it with Josh, but it was pretty clear who had a grip on Josh's chain. Ste.

"Jesus! He's my boyfriend, of course, I want to be with him." He'd spent plenty of nights chill'n and playing pool with Dave. But in the end, he always went back to Ste.

Well, Dave didn't like it. Maybe it was a crush he had on Josh or the fact Josh had someone like Ste. He wasn't sure how he felt now. Actually, more alone than he'd ever felt in his life. In fact, he didn't know what he was suppose to do about it. Sure there were girls, but deep down he was a sad sort because Josh was his best mate. Didn't he know that?

So he found himself back at the Black Cat just downstairs from Josh's place at the bar.

"Probably fuck'n his brains out, right now." Dave fretted to no one.

"And you think he'd want to be with you?" The bartender just laughed. "What would you have to offer him, anyway?"

Dave gave him a scowl.

"Ste means something to him, you know, Josh works that way, unlike you, pulling a bird here and there and damn near anywhere. Maybe you need some reflection." The bartender gave Dave a stare.

"Reflection?" Dave shook his head.

"Maybe you with the lasses is a boring shit, after all." The bartender looked at him handing him a glass of lager. "Just an observation."

"What are you hinting at?"

"That you're bored. Liquor can't do enough for you, and that you should explore your options." The bartender smiled.

"Explore my options?" Dave grimaced. "With you?"

"Fuck no," the blond bartender laughed. "I have my own at home and the fuck'n is fantastic. You on the other hand are a lost cause."

"A lost cause." Dave found the sound of that so bitter.

"Face it, you wish Josh was kissing you. You want him near you, all the time. Its you with the problem. Not him." Again the bartender had hit a tender spot in Dave's heart that just wanted to lash out at him, even if the bartender was right.

"Then what should I do?" Dave looked at him.

"Dunno. Just be acute to your surroundings. Something beautiful might be right under your nose, or at the end of the bar." The bartender kept his voice low.

Dave looked up, and saw John Paul's ex, Quinten at the end of the bar.

bring it on

2010-01-07T11:12:00.000-06:00

It was a pleasant surprise that Imogene was still around. Nancy was all smiles at the prospects that she might make her home here. For good.

"Like you said, you don't need much, now do you?" Nancy had never been happier. After all, Kris was off with Fernando on holiday. Lord knows when they might be back. She wasn't even going to think how they got by. Probably a couple of beach bums. Hopefully, they'd driven each other in a row of some kind, but she didn't want them back, either. It was nice just being cozy with Imogene back at the flat. But just when they were all but gonna have tea in bed for breakfast, the doorbell rang.

"Just ignore it," Nancy said first thing, after all she was into Imogen so intently. But someone kept ringing. Nancy was so ready to scream that nobody was at home, but Imogene gave her a look that she should go and get it.

"It might be imporant." Imogene stayed in bed while Nancy quickly got dressed just to see what the trouble was.

Naturally, it was Zoe and Sarah who came right in as if this was a legal investigation of some kind only there were no cops.

"Who do you think you are!" Nancy scowled.

"Who do you think you are?" Zoe pushed her index finger into Nancy's chest.

"Uh, what do you two want?" Nancy winced.

"Where's Lydia?" Zoe wanted to know.

"How should I know?" Nancy shrugged.

"You have to know something, Nance?" Sarah glared at her.

"Why should I?" Nancy shook her head.

"You were with her. You can't deny that!" Zoe was in a huff.

"I dunno what you're talking about." Nancy squinted.

"Tell us the truth! Nance!" Sarah demanded.

Just then Imogene was there to be on Nancy's side.

"What are you two going on about?" Imogene wanted some answers from Zoe and Sarah then. That's when Zoe told her about Sarah's accident and that it had to be Lydia's doing.

"Well, leave Nancy out of it." Imogene told them. "She had nothing to do with it." She got them out of the flat right away. She told them to go to the police and leave Nancy out of it.

"You didn't have anything to do with what happened to Sarah, did you?" Imogene pressed her palms into Nancy's shoulders, staring deeply into Nancy's eyes.

"Of course not." Nancy grimaced. "I had nothing to do with what happened to Sarah. I haven't an inkling to what Lydia is capable of. I don't."

Imogene just nodded as she carassed her. Soon Lydia was out of Nancy's head completely as Imogene kissed her so longingly. They were back in bed as Imogene fingered her into a rush of bliss. Nancy knew this year was going to rock if Imogene had anything to do with it.

just in time

2009-12-18T08:48:00.024-06:00

The egg was sticking. Right in the skillet. Zoe thought it was gross.

"You're cooking skills are a lot to be desired, Will." She looked at him while he tended to the baby.

"Well, do it yourself then." He just glared. After all, she was perfectly normal now. Now wasn't she?

She'd been at the hospital which felt like weeks only Will clarified it had only been days. She was at her wits end with Sarah, who was slow in her recovery. She might as well be a vegetable as far as Zoe was concerned.

Zoe glared back as her cell buzzed. It was the hospital. Sarah was awake.

Forget the fucking egg, Zoe thought.

"Shit!" She grimaced. "I should be there. Why did I ever leave?"

"Because you need to be fresh, you know." Will winced. "You said so yourself. A bath was in order."

She fretted turning off the heat and grabbing her coat.

"Zoe! You're in your jammies." Will told her as he cradled the little one in his arms.

"So, who gives a fuck?" She shrugged.

"Aye, no swearing in front the kiddie." Will informed her.

Zoe rolled her eyes at that. She was going to see Sarah even if she had to take the bus, but Will handed over the car keys just in time. "Watch your speed now, don't need to get in an accident. We've had enough of them now for a lifetime, you know."

"Right." She nodded. He was so right. She promised herself she'd be careful. But naturally, she got in a small traffic jam getting to the main artery of traffic. They were only suppose to be ten minutes away, not 40, but she managed to get to the parking lot in Will's vehicle without a mishap.

And then she ran the rest of the way. Practically, barefooted on the cold floor of the hospital. Zoe could hardly stand it, but then she saw Sarah awake and it was worth it. Traffic and all.

"Please, please tell me, you know who I am!" Zoe demanded immediately from the doorway.

"Of course, you silly lass." Sarah winced.

"You're sure?" Zoe came around then and plopped herself right next to Sarah.

"Yes, Zoe, I'm not a nutter." Sarah began to laugh, but it hurt just the same.

"Careful, you not a 100 %." Zoe put her arm around Sarah.

"I will be, you know. I will be." Sarah sighed.

"Just in time for Christmas." Zoe kissed her forehead then. She wanted to tell her about Amy being here, but there was no time for that. Not when they had so much snogging to catch up on.

its Christmas time

2009-12-17T08:26:00.001-06:00

It felt like home with Kieron now, or at least John Paul was finally getting settled. He'd happily accepted getting back on the radio show even if he swore he never would. Just like his days with Craig, he thought that part of his life was over. But it wasn't. And it felt good to have a paid job now. If he kept at this, he just might be helping as a teaching assistant with the media lab as well. More things to make him happy.

As it was, it was finding Kieron again. He didn't think it possible, but he seemed different somehow too, in a good way. Perhaps they'd both grown up.

"Still can't believe you were with Ste," John Paul winced at that as they got ready for some Christmas shopping in the village.

"What can I say, it was a lonely time." Kieron assured him. "You seemed so set in your ways with that Quinten." Kieron reminded him.

"Did I?" He didn't want to think about him now because he was really just as good a mate as a lover would want.

"So what was the falling out, after all, aye?" Kieron wanted to know now as they hit the streets on foot and a soft snow began to fall.

"He wanted kiddies and I didn't." John Paul was even lipped about it now as they walked past kids standing in like to seeing a grim Santa. "See what a mean?" They looked at the Santa who groaned more that ho ho ho-ed. He was a lush of a drunk. An old standard in these parts.

Kieron just smiled.

"Well, a bit of Ste was like having your own kid, actually." Kieron then admitted. "That's not a healthy relationship, if you ask me."

They looped arms then as the cold got to them.

"I'd rather not think of all the drama I grew up with." John Paul smiled. "Only, it'll be quite pathetic if I don't get the correct cologne for Mercedes and make-up for the other sisters."

"I still think they have you roped, plenty." Kieron smirked.

"Do you really." John Paul smiled back. "Well, it'll be different this Christmas. We have each other. I'll see them early on on Christmas eve, and be done with it."

"Um, I think they might be expecting me for some sort of mid-night vigil at the pub you know." Kieron shrugged.

"Always a priest, now is it?" John Paul laughed.

"Highly, unlikely a conventional mass, you know. Just a drink on the house and possibly an egg sandwich to go." Kieron sighed.

They kissed then. To hell with Christmas, John Paul thought. They had each other. But as it was, he knew what was expected of them. That's the way it was when you came back to Hollyoaks.

had to be

2009-12-08T03:35:00.028-06:00

Nancy felt as if she was falling into something with Imogene. It was quite delightful. And so natural. She honestly, didn't know how it happened.

Perhaps, it was all those miles they put behind them on the trip back to Hollyoaks. Nancy had hugged Imogene so as she'd road on the motorcycle with her. She felt as if they were part of each other. She was a natural beauty. And they'd first kissed in the wilderness. They hadn't drank themselves silly under the stars. Instead, it was all heart to heart. Imogene was clearly interested in Nancy's escapades.

"You're finished with this Lydia, now aren't you?" Imogene had asked while they snuggled in her bedroll.

"Of course, really, she's no good for me." Nancy confided. "I seem to be the world's worst in finding a lover."

"Perhaps, you were holding out for me." Imogene smiled. Everything was so tender when they kissed and she so found it electric when Imogene explored her lusious landsape. Really, Nancy hadn't felt something so honest and sweet without being possibly to drunk to remember.

It was as if she was breathing in a new life when she found Imogene.

Her skin so golden against Nancy's ivy paleness made Nancy feel so warm and inviting, leaving herself open for Imogene to take in her clit with her tongue. It left Nancy wanting more. This just had to be the beginning.

what's next

2009-12-06T04:04:00.029-06:00

"Zoe," Will's hands came around her arms. "It was just your imagination. You have to let it go. She's fine. She will get better, you know."

Zoe shook her head and cried on Will's shoulder as the nurses came to check on Sarah.

"Its like, living a nightmare," She murmured so softly. "I want it to stop, Will. When will it stop?"

"It isn't the end, you know." He looked her in the eye then. "These things take time. All right. Now, how about we take a walk down to the nursery. You could take a look at your son, you know."

"No." She cried even more. "I couldn't. I don't want too." She shook her head.

"You know how excited Sarah was about you having the baby." Will reminded her. "What would Sarah say?"

Zoe fought back tears. She supposed he had a point. She could do this for Sarah. Take a look, at least, but really it frightened her. Something so small like that. So he took her hand and guided her down the hallway.

There the infant was in some special glassed in case with all sorts of things he was hooked up too.

"I named him Dean." Will told her.

"What?" Zoe grimaced. "You'll call him Dean Dean?" That was quite silly.

"No, he has my last name. That's the way Jamie wants it." Will told her.

"I hope its not too much for you, Will?" She looked at him then.

"I have Spike." Will smiled.

"Spike?" She hugged herself then. "I just feel so complex about this. I dunno if I can help at all. You understand that, don't you?"

Will said he did. "But you might change your mind one day." He put his hand on her cold shoulder, but he wasn't banking on it happening, anytime soon.

my heart skipped a beat

2009-12-03T09:04:00.000-06:00

Zoe was at least up and about. Fragile perhaps from having the baby so early. Yet not quite as fragile as Sarah.

"I so know who did it!" She was adamant with Will about Sarah's accident. "Lydia, should be shot!"

"Hold on, now," Will was doing his best to keep her in bed at home, but she couldn't stay away from Sarah in the hospital who was almost comatose as much sleeping she'd done lately, but she wasn't. "Just be happy we have Sarah in one piece. Leave it, alone. Don't do something you'll regret. Be happy you have each other."

She knew he was right. He was making so much sense, and she knew he meant it too. She had no idea he could be her best mate after all they'd been through. She gave him a hug, feeling she was about to collapse with exhaustion.

How in the world could she take care of Sarah, all by herself? Well, she couldn't. Not yet.

He sat her in the chair next to Sarah's bed. Zoe took Sarah's limp hand.

Sarah's bruises were finally on the mend. She did look like a train wreck after the brutal car accident. Zoe couldn't help but be a bit weepy. What would she do with herself without Sarah?

Finally, she laid next to Sarah. Just where she wanted to be. She stroked her fingers through Sarah's hair. She so wanted to hold her close, but the best she could do was being in ear shot of her heart beat as she leaned her head near Sarah's chest.

"What? I'm not dead yet?" She thought she heard Sarah say as she looked up at Sarah who wasn't even awake. It was slightly disturbing. What the fuck was that suppose to mean? Was she back from the deep sleep?

"Sarah?" Zoe's fingertips touched her forehead. "Sarah!"

Zoe waited. Hoping she'd see some emotion from Sarah, but she was still asleep.

catching up

2009-11-28T10:40:00.001-06:00

Spike supposed he could be grown up about this. After all, his days of clubbing were a little sad at the moment. He thought he'd found his own Adam Lambert but that had fizzled so quickly with that yankee. Really, it was good to see Will/Jeremy again. He just didn't know what to call him now. But he had him back at the brownstone. It was all going to be delightful, wasn't it?

"Pardon me, but you look like shit." Spike found that a bit sad to say, but it was true. Jeremy was spending way to much time with that kiddie. Naturally, Spike was there to help build the nest. But couldn't they have a little fun in the mean time?

"I'm sorry. But Dean needs me." Jeremy winced.

"Dean? Why on earth would you give him such a God awful name?" Spike squinted. All he could think of was disgusting Craig Dean who he'd only fucked, just out vengence, he supposed. And it wasn't all that good, if he remembered correctly. But they'd been very drunk at the time, and now he wasn't.

"What do you suggest?" Jeremy dug deep in his pockets.

"Why, Tiger, or course." Spike smiled squeezing Jeremy's shoulder. "But then thats my pet name for you." He smiled with a wrinkle in his nose.

Jeremy almost chuckled but not quite.

"You know what you need, don't you?" Spike eyed him then. "A good stiff brandy, and me, of course."

"Yes, that would be your cure for anything, now wouldn't it?" Jeremy gave him a glare as Spike took his hand and got him to sit with him on the brown leather sofa that felt just a rich as it looked.

"You're doing quite well now." Spike could adjust here. His DJ talents weren't much these days and he'd finished with Cecil some time ago at the record shop. Really, he was practically in the poor house.

Jeremy just shrugged.

"I knew that Jamie would hurt you," Spike said in all sincerity as he put his arm around Jeremy. "And now he's left you with a bastard to raise."

"Don't say things like that. He's a poor little innocent babe. And he's got no one, but me." Jeremy said rather sadly.

"I'm sorry. I won't ever speak of Jamie again. Just that you know - he's miserable wanker." Spike squinted.

"More miserable than you?" Jeremy sounded as if he couldn't trust him.

"I shall straighten up and be the best partner you could want. I haven't forgotten the best times I ever spent with anyone..were with you." Spike confided.

He could see Jeremy had tears in his eyes. Spike would not have that. He kissed him so genuinely then as pushed his hand under Jeremy's jeans hoping to find what he was after.

Jeremy's cock was hard as a stone, yet so tender and warm. It wasn't long until Spike went down on him. Spike sensed his throb. He knew he was the answer Jeremy had been waiting for. Spike couldn't wait to get him into bed and make him his own.

all that glistens

2009-11-23T01:24:00.004-06:00

Lydia checked her messages. Just a very sad message from Nancy. She smiled with such satisfaction. Really, she thought of Nancy as the chubby type. And she didn't need that anymore.

Yes, things were looking up for Lydia. Rather splendid. She'd moved into the hotel where the other models lived. Soon she'd be one of them. Now wouldn't she?

Oh, that car she'd driven to Brighton, the one she hit Sarah in...she didn't even own it. Now it was at the bottom of the sea somewhere. She'd driven it off a cliff. Washed her hands of it.

Lydia was moving on. She would make something of herself..now wouldn't she? She was right where she wanted to be. Not a thought of Sarah in her head. Hollyoaks was behind her now. She could see it would have ended so badly if she'd stayed.

Being a model would certainly pay the bills, wouldn't it? And she had been discovered. Not the other way around. Waiting for jobs, taking buses and the like. No, this was different. This was lovely. Perhaps she was dreaming.

"No, girl, you better bust your ass while you still can." Some American lass told her with tawny skin. Well, all was not lost. She knew how to make the most of a gym. She'd be stronger than ever now. Perhaps, body building was in her future.

Lydia just grinned. She knew she could keep up with the best of them. She was on her way.

a lift

2009-11-20T01:27:00.004-06:00

Nancy wasn't sure what she was after. Really, it was nothing. Just to watch a thing of beauty perhaps. She was down on her luck, now wasn't she? She didn't have a way home. Hardly, a bit of cash on her. For all she know, she might have to prostitute herself out so she could find a way back. She guessed. She really didn't know, and it was beginning to make her feel ill.

"You don't look well at all." The bronzed blond told her.

"Just a bit down on my luck." Nancy felt dizzy just in her presences.

"Well, here, take my water," the lass handed her over what was left of her bottle. "Perhaps a bite to eat would help, as well." She told her she was Imogen. "We'll go my uncle's pub." So they walked up the beach to the board-walk. It was quite a maze to get to her Uncle's establishment, but well worth it.

"What brings you down this way this time of year?" Imogen asked after she brought her a hot meal, a roast beef sandwich saturated in gravy.

"It was quite stupid, actually." Nancy told her. "I'd just soon forget it now. I just want to go home."

"Home?" Imogen smiled. She looked at Nancy so interested wanting to hear all about Hollyoaks.

Nancy couldn't help but smile. Really, she didn't know why she'd find Hollyoaks so interesting.

"Perhaps I could give you a lift." Imogen smiled. Nancy smiled back. She already had.

what's in a name

2009-11-17T02:43:00.003-06:00

Will was determined to see this through with Zoe's baby.

Yes, the poor thing was in a fragile state. Actually, though the doctors assured him that really everything was perfect. He was still growing. But it was hard to tell. It might as well have been a lizard, if anything. But it was human. And definitely needed family even if Zoe wanted nothing to do with it.

"What will you name him?" Amy wanted to know who seemed more interested in the baby than anyone else.

"Dunno." Will winced. Really, it was just him and the baby. Jamie wasn't going to claim it. They hadn't spoken in so long and Jamie seemed dead set on raising a family with Sasha these days. "He is a Dean, you know."

"Is that a good thing?" Amy smirked.

"Doubtful, but maybe so." Will sighed, but his name was on the birth certificate. He'd assumed responsibility for the child. "Just wish I wasn't so alone in this."

"Perhaps, Zoe will come around." Amy gave him a pat on the back. "I kind of know how she feels." She told him about her own bout with Newt and how she'd left him to take care of their baby. "I just wasn't ready, but then Liam got to me, somehow. And here I am back for more." She told him she was with Newt's brother now. She was expecting, again.

They watched the baby hooked up to the monitors and his meds. It was really a frightful sight.

"You should name him," Amy said. "He needs a name."

Will went blank. But Amy was right. He needed his name. And then it came to him.

"He shall be Dean. Dean Hackett." He bit a smile then.

"Dean," Amy nodded. "Short and simple." She sighed. "I talked to Newt, and well, he called someone, thinking you shouldn't be all alone in this, Will." She squinted then.

"What?" He looked at her as if the police were to find him out now. He was still Jeremy at the library, but then he looked up to see who was waiting in the hall for him. It was none other than Spike.

over the horizon

2009-11-15T01:50:00.005-06:00

Well, if that wasn't enough to put someone on a bender, thought Nancy as she woke up in a cold bed in a cheap hostel close to the beach. Lydia had left her high and dry.

"Where in the fuck are you!" She left a message for Lydia on her cell.

Here she was alone again. Is that the way it would always be? Suddenly, she felt frightened. Being so alone in this creepy place. Anything could happen here. She'd never really panicked so before. Honestly, she didn't think she had it in her. Perhaps she was getting old. No one to call her own. The baby she'd had sometime ago had been placed in the care of Tony's ex-wife. She'd never really thought of her much until now.

Not that she was going to make a train trip anywhere for a visit. It just felt odd now. It was as if she was the lost one. By accident she got Hannah on the phone. Of course, Hannah was happy these days. She had Freddie and Gilly too. Really, it was just sickening to Nancy who always thought the one person she'd settle down with one day would be Hannah, but it seemed a bit too late for that.

Nancy listened to Hannah's voice on her cell. Tears came to her eyes. She hung up. What was the point? Nancy felt more lost than she ever thought possible. What was she to do? Stranded here at Brighton. Of all places.

She quickly got dressed. She never wanted to lay her eyes on Lydia again. They were through. And she didn't want to go back to Ravi nor Kris, either. It was time to grow up, wasn't it? She buttoned her cut-offs then over her bikini, and wrapped her big bulky scarf around her as she headed to the beach. Perhaps it was fresh air she needed. She hadn't a clue where she might be headed. Hopefully not trouble.

Nancy made her way down to the sand where Lydia had met that photographer. She was long gone now, and it felt good to get Lydia out of her system. Like a breath of fresh air perhaps. Of course, there was a chill in the ocean breeze. Just then she saw a stunning blond in the distance.

a strange time

2009-11-12T08:23:00.003-06:00

Zoe couldn't bare to look at the thing she bore. Why were they fussing over it so? Didn't look like it had a chance with the living. But it had eyes and legs and arms so shriveled and barely respondent. Jesus, it even had a penis. But it was taken away so other doctors could inspect it. It was hardly a stone.

Zoe didn't want to think about it. Just Sarah was on her mind.

Was Sarah awake yet?

"Well, tell me something!" She demanded, but Zoe could hardly move herself.

"You need your rest," Will reminded her. Someone else held her other hand too as Zoe was coming out of this nightmare as if she'd landed in wet cement and was stuck in time. She looked over to see Amy. It was a bit strange and awkward. Her of all people. Didn't she hate Zoe?

Will told her the baby was three months to early. He would need massive care, perhaps months of incubation.

"No, I don't mean, it!" She panicked. "I mean, Sarah, what's going on?" Zoe winced in pain.

"Don't you want to name the baby?" Amy looked at her wide eyed.

Zoe shook her head, no. She looked up at Will, thinking he'd take care of that. If he wanted. She hadn't time to care.

"Sarah's lost a lot of blood." He mentioned lots of internal bleeding. "It was touch and go. She flat-lined, I'm afraid, but she seems better, now."

Zoe had tears in her eyes. She knew who did this to Sarah.

"Did they arrest anyone?" She looked at them both. They both shook their heads, no.

Zoe laid there grimacing. She couldn't wait to get better so she could get her hands on Lydia. Vengeance had a way of making her want to heal quickly.

staying blond

2009-11-04T21:49:00.003-06:00

There was still enough warmth on the beach to be had.

"You are push'n it, now aren't you?" Nancy was along for the ride, the drinks, lounging in the sun and most of all what Lydia did best. Have Nancy all to herself. Well, some of the time. They had their fun getting drunk, having a go at each other and well, the beach.

"What are you going on about?" Lydia was her natural self, going half nude on the beach. Not that there was anything against that sort of thing to go topless.

"You think you're the likes of Agyness Deyn, don't you?" Nancy fretted along the way as Lydia strutted about as if she owned the place.

"Agyness Deyn, you think?" Lydia liked the idea. She started to laugh. It was so funny. Perhaps Nancy was on to something even if she looked so dreadful in that one piece number of hers. What ever had she seen in her?

Before she knew it, there were people on the beach who took a gander. Well, one in particular with a camera.

"How would you like to be the next Agyness Deyn?" He grinned.

"Really? How's that?" Definitely a wise ass, she supposed as she looked him over. He was just a guy. Nothing of importance to her, but his card looked official. A fashion photographer. She gave him an ominous look.

"We could start your portfolio right now."

She gave him a sly smirk.

"Well then, why not." She strutted away in the wind and gave him a look back. He better start snapping pictures if knew what he liked.

one quake after another

2009-10-31T00:22:00.003-05:00

It was dear sweet Tom who found Sarah out on the street. It didn't take long for the medics to take her to the tramua center. Really it was a quick course of action since there was the internal bleeding which meant hours of surgery.

Zoe wasn't sure she had to the power to get through this in one piece. Little alone two. It hit her hard when Will told her the news. But she was brave enough to make it to the hospital. She wanted to be there for Sarah, every second, if possible.

"Maybe its not Sarah at all." was Zoe's first reasoning about the matter.

"It is Sarah." Will specified there at the hospital. Naturally, he was Mr. Perfection about these things. Laying out the facts about the rehabilitation. The severity of it. How she might not remember either of them at all.

Zoe instantly thought she might crumble. And let alone purge what she was carrying inside her.

"She has to be all right." Zoe was in tears. It must have been Lydia who'd done such a thing. She could not think of another.

"Are you all right?" Will looked at her out of concern.

"I dunno." She winced. It felt as if a wave of intolerable pain shot up her back. This couldn't be happening what she thought was happening. She still had a few months to go. Didn't she?

Before she knew it, Will was calling a nurse to help. Zoe shook in pain. The baby was coming.

a bitch of a day

2009-10-29T09:04:00.003-05:00

Nancy had just seen Jake. That wasn't exactly a blast from the past. Perhaps she'd been a little bitter, but she had every right to be. She couldn't wait to make her exit.

It wasn't even Halloween yet and everything was shit. So to speak. Perhaps it was just her bad Karma. She hadn't exactly been on its good side lately, having a threesome on the side with Kris and Ravi. And then there was Lydia. Wasn't there? Well that one off with Sarah. Just a one off with Lydia, too. Oh, her judgement was being a bit cloudy these days. Did she really want any of them. One off here and there. Perhaps it wasn't as great as it was cracked up to be. She winced about it. Well, there had to be something brilliant to turn up some day. As if the sun would come out tomorrow. It hadn't yet.

Well, definitely not a chance in hell with Jake. Never again, she vowed as she walked the streets hoping to make her way to the other-side of Hollyoaks for a drink at the Black Cat. If she could get as far from the Dog as she could, it would probably be in her best interest. Now wouldn't it?

Just then she saw a black sports car hurling by. There was a blond behind the wheel. Actually, had to be the only blond she knew. "Lydia?" She winced.

"Do you want to go on a ride?" Lydia grinned.

"Well, its been a shit of a day, you know, how will I know it'll be worth it?" Nancy looked her in the eye.

"It'll be bloddy well worth, just come and see." Lydia seemed to be in the perfect mood.

Nancy thought about it for a mega second. She supposed they'd had a good time before.

"We'll go down to Brighton."

"But that'd take ages." Nancy was frustrated.

"Not if I'm behind the wheel." Lydia smirked.

"Wouldn't the board walk be all but closed up this time of year?" Nancy pondered.

"Who gives a shit, just get in. I haven't all day." Naturally, Lydia had the power of persuasion of a hit man. It felt more like an order. So Nancy did as she was told.

there was a thought

2009-10-22T10:51:00.003-05:00

Sarah had to go out to the shops alone. Zoe needed things now, not that Will could be at every beckoning call. After all, he had a job, and he'd given them a place to live at the brownstone. She had to be grateful for that.

Naturally, she wasn't sure how helpful Will really was these days. He still seemed confused and depressed about everything with Jamie. Who had suddenly, dropped out of their world even if he was the father to Zoe's baby.

She'd heard rumor he'd been married to Sasha for some time. Although, he hadn't been all that forth coming as she recalled. He had a child with her, evidently, and now they were making a family. And if that wasn't enough, he had a teenage son too. It didn't seem possible.

Not that she was going to bicker about it with Zoe, but she was certain he must have been barely sixteen to father a kid that old. But whatever, wasn't he Irish anyway? Well, it was best to have her head filled with thoughts of this Jamie than to be at her wits end with Lydia.

They were so over. She hated that she'd trusted her so, and even the sex was mind blowing at times, just the same, didn't always make a good bed fellow, now did it?

She strutted her stuff and went in out of several of the places on Zoe's lists. At the moment, you'd think Zoe was under house arrest. It was as if that baby in her womb had kept her hostage. How disgusting, was that? What was she so scared of?

Lydia, plain and simple.

"What if she runs over me?" Zoe questioned her out of the blue the night before. Before she decided she'd have to get her necessities in life.

"What? Luv, she doesn't even an automobile." Sarah told her. They were in bed, cuddling and the like. Honestly, Zoe was more sexy than ever, and Sarah was not in the mood for Zoe's reality check. But she couldn't tell her she was being ridiculous. Could she?

No, instead, best Sarah could do was kiss her more, finger her so gently that perhaps Zoe would forget any worries about Lydia. After all, they had each other. They could remain strong. There was nothing Lydia could do to tear them apart.

These were the thoughts in Sarah's head as she came around the corner on her walk in her thigh high black boots and a skirt that was far to skimpy for this time of year, but what the hell. She'd only be out for a moment.

Oh, if only these months would just hurry up. She couldn't wait til Zoe had the baby. Then Will could have it and they'd move to California where they belonged. She thought of the warmth of L.A.. No more nasty days of chilling rains. Somewhere into the sunset.

Sarah didn't even see the car coming. It was over before she even knew it. The tires squealed in the distances, and Sarah laid smashed to the blood stained pavement.

not a chance

2009-10-15T02:54:00.004-05:00

"I don't really think of if as something evil," Lydia confided in Caroline. But when Caroline found the list in her room. Her hate list. She didn't find it amusing at all.

"What were you thinking of doing to Josh on this list? He's such perfect bloke in so many ways."
Caroline looked at Lydia as if she didn't know her at all.

"What makes you think I'd do a thing to that poor creature?" Lydia scowled. "He's a bit broken up now, isn't he? Breaking up with his first real love an all. He'll send himself down the drain with that wanker, Ste."

"You wouldn't hurt Sarah, would you?"

"No." She squinted. "Why the interigation? I'm finished with her, you know. She isn't even that sexy."

Caroline just stared at her. Lydia gave her a sly smile in return. She put her arm on Caroline's shoulder. "It needs to be burned." She took the paper from Caroline. "It means nothing to me."
She tossed it in the trash.

Caroline said nothing. Lydia kissed her lips. "Really, it was just an amusement. Had nothing else better to do, but you know, you hadn't came along yet. Sweet, understanding, Caroline." She unbuttoned Caroline's blouse while she said this. She nibbled a bit more at Caroline's lushious mouth. Then she used tongue.

Lydia's hands hurried under Caroline's bra. Before long she had her undressed so easily there on her bed.

"You amuse me in the sweetest way, you know." Lydia grinned with satisfaction as she undressed herself and had the lights off except for the lamp with the pink scarf covering it. Lydia took Caroline in. Thankfully, she didn't ask her anymore questions as she dove into her bare belly as her fingers played with Caroline's tits. Lydia smiled, noticing Caroline's warm attentiveness. Her mouth took in Caroline's hard tit as her hand made its way down to her patch of pubics. Her fingers teased her clit a bit. Then her inner thigh as she made her way down to kiss her hip bone.

Really, Lydia found that she loved Caroline's skin. Her sweet scent, and of course her reaction to Lydia's touch. She could hardly wait to taste her, but as it was she got behind Caroline and carrassed her firm tits as she kissed her neck hoping to explore Caroline more, but soon she found Caroline's clit again. Lydia smiled. She was so close to satisfying her but, it could wait.

"Well, you can't have all the fun." Lydia back parting her pale legs then.

Caroline heaved slightly and finally winced. Lydia just smiled as she reached for the tube of candy jell that she first gently fucked herself with, exposing her clit more. She spread the strawberry flavored jell about it, then some deep insider her that slipped ever so slightly about her bum.

She smiled waiting. Was Caroline no fun or what?

Lydia dipped her finger in and sucked it ever so passionately. Finally Caroline came closer. Finally, Caroline was between Lydia's legs. Lydia loved having her gloden locks brush against her thighs. Finally Lydia let herself go as Caroline's tongue prodded.

missing needy

2009-10-08T03:52:00.004-05:00

What was really going on with Anita? No one would tell her, and Theresa thought she knew everything going on with everyone in her world. Or did she?

Well, she was quite a liar. Telling Anita she was engaged to some duke's son in the Royal Navy. All right, she'd had her fun with the son, but honestly, she highly doubted he even remembered sleeping with her.

Honestly, there was no one quite as loyal as Anita. Theresa couldn't think of anyone else who had helped her through her lows quite as her friend. Of course, some of the time, she wanted her more than a mate or someone to confide in. If she could be with anyone, it would be Anita. It was so intense with her. She loved Anita's hair, the texture of her skin. And as much as Theresa thought she was the most beautiful girl in Hollyoaks. She knew it really wasn't true. It was Anita. And she wanted her. Except Anita was no where to be found.

Her cell wasn't in service. No one would take her calls at Anita's house. Her friend Sebastian would tell her nothing who seemed to know a lot more about the two of them than she thought he'd ever know.

But she couldn't stop thinking about some of her first moments with Anita.

Theresa didn't want anyone to know how she really felt about Anita after all she had a reputation to tend too.

"I mean nothing to you," Anita was sure of it, but Theresa kissed her in Anita's room, there very own little haven.

"You have to trust me on this," Theresa thought Anita might cry, but just the same they ended up in Anita's bed wrapped up in each other as they made out. "Trust me, its not like that." After a few more French kisses, Anita trusted her.

Theresa smiled as if she needed this. This was what got her through the day.

"We could go out with boys," Theresa suggested.

"What?" Anita snarled at that. "Are you out of your mind? I don't fancy any boy."

"I know, but we could make it seem that way, and then we could always come back here and have real fun." Theresa smiled.

"Dunno." Anita looked as if the idea disgusted her.

"I'll make it worth your while." Theresa looked deeply into Anita's eyes, taking her cheek in and kissing her ever so gently to make Anita want more. "I want to sleep with you."

"But we always sleep together." Anita sounded so naive. It thrilled Theresa even more.

"Right," She just smiled showing Anita there was more to this than just kissing. She unbuttoned her uniform then and exposed her tits to Anita. "You know you want to touch them."

Anita sucked her upper lip then. Just staring. Theresa placed Anita's hand on her right tit. Anita sighed almost sadly.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

"Its all right." Theresa smiled. "Look I'll do the same to you." She unbuttoned Anita's blouse then and got under her bra. She unsnapped it. Completely. Immediately her perky breasts waited for more from Theresa.

She just smiled. They were getting so warm. She couldn't help but touch them. It delighted her to know Anita was like putty in her hands, yet so strong. She sucked at Anita's tits then, stroking her belly with her fingers, pushing into her panties to the hot spot. Theresa left little love marks where she'd been. It wasn't often she left such hickeys in mysterious places.

show'm how its done

2009-10-01T08:17:00.005-05:00

"Is something wrong?" Caroline asked Lydia as they were at the Black Cat with their drinks.

"Of course not," Lydia just smiled.

"Are they your friends?" Caroline asked so easily. Lydia just smiled more at her. It was great that she didn't know. It was nice to start fresh.

"Were."

"Were?" Caroline was puzzled.

"They are both such selfish cows, you know. Really, haven't a clue what a real friendship is." Lydia eyed Caroline who was so innocent and charming. Lydia couldn't help but want a piece of her. "Unlike you, you know how to be a real mate, now don't you?"

"I suppose." Caroline gave her a quiet smile. "Its difficult, sometimes. I mean, you know, you have your school mates. Lose touch and then you think your mates at the Uni will last a lifetime, but then, you know, they go away too."

"Yes, its like that, precisely." Lydia looked over at Zoe and Sarah then. "Maybe they just think they are a little too good."

"Sorry about the falling out." Caroline quick mentioned.

"Don't be." Lydia gave her a smug look. "Its just as well. They deserve each other. I believe better things will come along, actually."

"Really?" Caroline smiled. "Honestly, never thought I'd be back here on my own, but you know, maybe it was meant to be."

"Yes," Lydia agreed when she looked Caroline in the eye. "Meant to be." Now she just had to mezmerize Caroline. Take her where she'd never been before. Lydia's grin turned quite evil but Caroline might never know.

a circle of something

2009-09-24T10:05:00.004-05:00

Was that who Sarah thought she saw down at the Black Cat with Lydia? It couldn't be. Could it? What was Caroline doing back? Wasn't she Russ' bird? Here she was with the likes of Lydia. Nothing could be going on, now could it?

Sarah got Zoe a juice and herself a lemon drop and went back to their far corner.

"Do you want to leave?" Zoe asked.

"Of course not." Sarah winced. "We've just much a right to be here as they do, now don't we?"

"I suppose." Zoe looked a little sluggish, but she had that baby glow about her. She was fit and all was grand. They'd just got back from the doctor. "But isn't that Caroline? What's she doing with Lydia? Doesn't seem her type at all."

"I suppose they could have met in the halls and you know, needed a drink." Sarah shrugged.

"Couldn't they have done that at the S.U.B.?"

"Zoe, there's nothing to be afraid of." Sarah assured her. "Lydia isn't going to give us a second."

They heard laughter coming from Lydia and Caroline's table.

"Well, I hope they won't use the loo, cause I really need to pee." Zoe got herself up and took off to the loo.

Sarah waited and watched. She felt so lucky that she wasn't the one with child. Just think what it might do to her dancer's figure. Honestly, this baby stuff made Zoe more voluptuous. Really, she felt more intrigued with Zoe than she ever thought possible.

Just then Lydia spotted her and came over to Sarah.

"What's this, alone, are we?" Lydia snickered.

"Not for long." Sarah swelled an angry look while Lydia just leered.

"Miss me?"

"Hardly." Sarah sighed. "Wish not to have a conversation with you."

"I never grant wishes, now do I?" Lydia looked her in the eye. "I don't suppose Zoe told you about our little mess, over at Jamie's. Now did she? You're both such a slut."

"Takes one to know one, now doesn't it?" Sarah snarled back. "I'm finished with you. And you can't come between me and Zoe, ever again."

"Why would I want too?" When Lydia cackled, Sarah swore Lydia was witch. She just might be.

make it so

2009-09-15T02:25:00.003-05:00

Zoe was a little dizzy. She didn't feel quite right. Maybe it was the baby.

"Maybe its because you haven't eaten, anything." Sarah informed her. They were in their room now. It was theirs no one elses at Jeremy's.

"I-I dunno." She sat down on the bed. It was firm. And she guessed it could be home.

"Let me bring you some fruit. Cheese." Sarah nodded. "Jeremy must have biscuits."

Zoe grabbed Sarah's hand instead and drew her in. That wasn't what she needed. She kissed her so sweetly then. Tears came out of nowhere. So unexpected. Zoe hated this. It was really unfair. it as if she were chained to something she didn't want. Just Sarah.

Sarah Frenched her then as if it was going to be all right. It would be.

Zoe edged herself on the pillow as they snogged so hungrily. As if Sarah would never let her out of sight again. She felt Sarah unbutton her blouse. Her fingers touched her tits. Before Zoe knew it, Sarah was taking them in with her mouth. And Zoe heaved slightly as Sarah returned to French her more, leaving Zoe wanting to be fingered. Sarah just smiled as she pressed her fingers inside Zoe's panties. Zoe heaved more.

Sarah undressed then as if it wouldn't be proper to do these things with your clothes on, but Zoe remained in the constrainting flowy skirt. Finally, Sarah let that undone as she stripped Zoe's undies away. At least nothing else kept thing wrapped up from keeping them apart.

Sarah kissed her fondly, letting her thumb ride into Zoe's clit. She felt herself pulsating. A rush of happiness came over Zoe. It felt as if the wave had came so quickly. But there was more. Sarah saw to it as she Frenched her more until she took to her tits, pressing deeper her into her clit with her thumb. Sarah felt herself so hot for Sarah who eased her tongue into her clit, and yet Sarah's thumb still found places to go leaving Zoe so tender and raw and ready to cum so unexpectedly.

Zoe felt herself slightly shake, how could she feel so strong when Sarah truly knew her weaknesses.

in the pouring rain

2009-09-13T01:55:00.003-05:00

OK, life was a little warped now for Ste. A part of him felt as if he was kept in a cage. And Kieron would let him come out and play ever so often. Perhaps it was the meds. Maybe Kieron liked to be in control.

It was hard for Ste to decide.

There was a lot he didn't know about this Ste he used to be. Some he really didn't care to know. Like his time with Amy and how he'd bashed in her head and left her for dead. But hey, wasn't she still alive? Doing well. Popping those babies out. She had her another bloke. Fit, too and quite the looker.

Ste wouldn't mind having a piece of that. Not Amy. Alfie. But he never got quite a chance to pass his path. He'd said a quick hello, here and there. Nothing. Had he lost his touch? Did he ever have one?

It made him happy to find out that Alfie was Newt's brother. Now how in the hell could he ever forget Newt? Well, it was a muddle mess and truly, he thought about him from time to time. Kind of. He wasn't sure if it was the past or what he wanted.

Well, he had Kieron. He was suppose to be fine with that. But who in the hell wanted to fuck your caretaker. That's what he was. Day in day out. Same old shit. Wasn't it? Ste had grown numb to it. In fact. Left him with a dull headache pulsing through his head. Some things got old even if you couldn't remember them clearly.

When Kieron sucked him off lately, Ste thought of other people. Like Alfie. If only he could touch him. His warm skin. His lustrous hair. It made him hard just thinking about it and he'd slightly let himself go. Picturing Alfie plush mouth coming down on him instead of Kieron.

He'd get weepy about it because he hated to feel this way about Kieron. He knew he'd done a lot for him. Gave him a place to stay. Work. They were mates. Yeah, they'd stopped really being lovers a while ago. Only they were mates who still fucked. At least twice a day. When they woke. When they went to bed. So steady. Ste honestly didn't want to lose the momentum. Honestly, he needed some one. And Kieron was there to do it so diligently. But he was not in love. It was not even lust.

Ste found himself standing out in the pouring rain. When would this stop? He had to make it stop. Soon.

nothing else better

2009-09-10T13:03:00.003-05:00

Lydia had done the right thing, hadn't she?

She wanted to get back at Sarah as best she could. And she had. Right?

She was having to tell herself these things as she was alone now back at the halls. A part of her wanted to have it out with Sarah. It felt to be the one thing that needed doing at the moment. And she was no where.

Funny, how she'd built these walls around her for so long. Trying so hard to be unfeeling, even arrogant at times. Just to feel who she needed to be. But what was that? Was it immaturity, she now pondered. Of course not, she was the only mature one in the bunch. She knew who she was and what she wanted. Didn't she?

But as it was she'd gone through so much as of late. She knew Sarah was the one. She was and yet all this had happened as if she'd joined her own sorority of some kind and she'd been through pledge week. Of course, had it really gotten her anywhere?

So she'd had her fun with Zoe, just because and now Nancy. When would it stop? It wasn't fair. Now all these emotions were tumbling down around her, and she was sick of herself.

What had happened to her and Sarah? She was now all alone wallowing in her bed. What on earth could she do now? Seriously?

So had Sarah made her way back to Zoe?

She shut her eyes tight. Was Nancy the answer? Really? She shook her head, no. It was fun while it lasted. Just fun.

Lydia wanted to scream at something. Anyone. She was about too. And then she saw someone in the hallway, walk past.

"What the fuck?" She jumped up and wanted to lash out with who ever it was who just might invade her space. But as it was it was someone blond and quite beautiful.

How intriguing, she thought as she looked at the female who looked quite fit and fuckable. Lydia bit her bottom lip.

"Are you lost?" She asked so innocently.

"Um, I should know my way around." She turned and Lydia met her sweet smile. She was so innocent. Not at all like her. Probably not her type. Maybe Lydia didn't need her type. Maybe her type need to change. Lydia so needed a change.

The new person approached Lydia who leaned in her doorway.

"Actually, I'm just back from the states. Thought I'd give the Uni one more go at it, you know." She held out her hand then. "Please to meet you, I'm Caroline."

Lydia suddenly felt herself all giddy and maybe even sweet. Caroline took her breath away.

"Aye, um, so you know the Village rather well, then, I assume." Lydia nodded as she studied Caroline's face. Her sweet hair.

"Well, I could be shown around, if you have nothing else better." Caroline shrugged.

"Nothing else better." Lydia smiled biting her bottom lip. Perhaps they'd take this slow, or not. Whatever, Lydia was in this to win. Now wasn't she?

ties that tie you down

2009-09-06T09:47:00.003-05:00

Sarah needed a good stiff drink. But, Colin gave her coffee instead at the Black Cat after all it was only 11 in the morning.

"Did you know your sister is living here now?" Colin asked.

"What?" How dare a impish bartender know any of her business. It gave her a snarl. "You don't know my sister?"

"But I do. She's a friend of my wife's. She moved in with Alfie." Colin smiled as if that should be happy news.

"Alfie? So?" Sarah could care less what happened to Amy. She looked around wondering why in the hell had she come to this pub. She was afraid she might bump into Lydia. And it left a nasty taste in her mouth. Cat fight was all she could breathe. Really, it would do neither of them any good to speak to each other. It was just uncanny how it had fell all apart. Of course, Sarah couldn't think it was any of her own doing. Never. She would always be innocent even proven guilty. That was how her mind worked.

"Alfie!" Colin called someone over. She expected to see Zoe's brother. What would be the chances of that?

It wasn't Zoe's brother.

"This is Newt's brother." Colin gave him a slap on the back. He was fuck'n fit. That hair was a bit like Newt's but so very natural. "Tell her sis about Ames."

"Amy's sister?" He was a bit nervous. Sarah hadn't thought she'd come off posh. Really, he didn't seem to be a low-life or a dealer. But then again, he was her sister's bloke.

"What? She's never spoke of me?"

"Um, I can't remember." He smiled so innocently. She hadn't meant to gawk, but really maybe things were turning around for her little sister. "Um, you should pop over. We could give you a call. Maybe you'd want to come up when the baby is with us."

Sarah hadn't even given Amy a baby gift. Really, she didn't want to get mixed up in this. And then she thought of Zoe. Sarah thought she might cry.

"Well, sorry to trouble you, but you know, keep in touch, will you?" He had his hands in his back pocket and stepped away. He went to do something in the basement. She guessed he worked there.

Her cell was ringing. She looked to see who it was. It was Zoe.

it takes a village

2009-09-03T07:58:00.004-05:00

"Don't take it the wrong way, but you know how it is," Zoe looked outside the window of the brownstone where Jeremy lived. It was raining now. A chill in the air.

"I said you could stay." He looked at her as if he did care. "We'll get through this some how."

"What? You and Jamie and me?" Zoe looked back at him so sad.

"I dunno, about Jamie, it seems he's out of the loop, lately." Jeremy shrugged, looking just as sad as Zoe.

"What what will become of us?" Really, she felt sure it would take everyone of them to help this child she was carrying inside her. It would be months from now. But it did need a home if she were to go through with this.

"It will not be that bad." He promised.

"I'm not a mother. I have so much more I want to do." She found herself saying. "I want to travel around the world, and of course, there is Sarah."

"Sarah?" Jeremy winced as if she didn't fit in the picture.

"Yes." Zoe scowled.

"Do you really trust her?" He hugged himself then as if he had a bad feeling about this.

"Why not?" Zoe looked at him?

"You shouldn't put so much faith into her." Jeremy explained.

"All my faith should be with you?" She winced.

"Yes, I'll make sure you're taken care of about the baby. And, and we should get married. So you won't have to think about the baby after it comes. You can go. Do what you must," Jeremy wanted her to know.

It was a lot to think about. Did she really want to throw her life away like this. Well, it wasn't just her life anymore, was it?

"Only, if Sarah can move in with us." Zoe hugged herself.

"What? Sarah?" He fretted.

"Yes, I want her back. For good. I want us to see if we can make a go of it, this time." Zoe was certain of it.

"Really?" Jeremy winced. "Fine."

"You mean it?"

"Whatever." He frowned.

Zoe smiled. She couldn't wait to give the news to Sarah. She had to call her.

just another night at the Black Cat

2009-08-27T10:06:00.003-05:00

Ravi was on the outs with Kris. Didn't know why it hadn't came up before, but seriously, they weren't compatible. Well, not after long bouts with each other traveling across Europe. Really, how much cross dressing could Ravi take now? He knew Kris wanted to give him a make over all along. But thats what broke the camel's back, so to speak.

"I like my manly charm, and I thought you liked it too." This hurt Ravi. "You either take me as I am or move on."

Well, Kris was moving on.

"Fine." Kris almost got hostile, but in the end he left Ravi for a rave in Bristol, and that was the end of that. Ravi didn't care what happened to Kris. He was going back to Hollyoaks.

"I bet you wish you'd stayed." Ste looked at him as if he'd lost it when he served him up an ale at the Black Cat.

"He was a bit much for me," Ravi shrugged it off now. He was glad it ended it when it did. Besides, he was waiting for his next hook up as it was. It pleased Ravi to be once again solo. He'd have none of Nancy, either. He'd heard her snogging it up with Lydia around the village. Who would have thunk that? Go away for a couple of weeks and the village turns upside down and all the opposites are together. Was their something in the water?

While he was drinking at the bar, he noticed someone quite beautiful walk into the premises. Had he seen him around the village? Perhaps. He just hadn't notice until now. Who was that gorgeous male with the freakish accent? Fernando?

Naturally, he thought of his mum singing to Abba when he was a kid. It gave him a laugh now. Well, for a moment or two and then he really looked at Fernando. Now that was someone you could be more than a mate too. He was quite manly and Ravi wanted more than those sexy lips of his. Possibly, Fernando was a sex god.

Of course, Ravi secretly thought this of himself from time to time when he looked in the mirror. It wasn't something he exposed much, but seriously he thought highly of himself. And then to see Fernando standing there so amazingly fit. It was lust, but it would do.

"You're a dancer?" Ravi squinted. He'd forgot. Been lost with Kris for awhile. But now was all sane and he wasn't having to worry if he were with a boy or a girl half the time. Fernando was definitely all male.

"What of it?" Naturally, Fernando had to get on the defensive about it.

"Nothing, just shocking I guess. Ballroom, I suppose?" Ravi questioned.

"I suppose." Fernando shrugged as he got a lager.

"Don't you know?" Ravi had to wonder if they were speaking in code. Could Fernando read with his eyes that he wanted him. Now.

Fernando turned and drank his drink giving him the cold shoulder. Ravi set next to him drinking his. What a waste, Ravi imagined as he kept eyeing Fernando. Finally after his third drink he had to go to the loo. Wasn't that where every puff went to get his first take on who he liked?

Well, actually, Ravi just needed to go. His luck, he'd take a leak and come back to find Fernando gone. He really was giving him the silent treatment. Ravi should have expected as much. Perhaps if he kept chatting Ste up he could have a go at him. As of late though, Ste was still rather clingy to the ex-priest who managed the Black Cat these days. Ravi would hate to take his chances getting into a fight with John Paul's old lover.

Funny, how Ravi thought of the odd pairings from here. John Paul at least was making it rather well in Canada now with Quentin. Someone said they were adopting a baby from China. Who would have thought it? All these folks settling down. Really, they didn't make being gay fun at all.

That's all it was to Ravi. Soon enough Ste would be making a family of his own with Kieron. Ravi just couldn't think like that. He hadn't done enough fuck'n yet. He supposed. And really that's all he wanted at the moment. A good fuck'n. Was that too much to want in life? Someone who wasn't trying to remake you, or tell you want to do. Someone who wanted you, plain and simple.

Plain and simple.

He peed quickly and zipped up his tight jeans. When the door opened, he saw it was Fernando. There was nothing plain and simple about him. He was breath taking. He was electric.

His eyes met Ravi's. Perhaps they were sizing each other up. Perhaps it could be magic. Or just another one off. Take it or leave it. Fernando locked the door. They were alone. Ravi let a smile slip. There was no mistaking. Fernando read his mind.

They kissed. Fernando pushed Ravi back into the stall. Pushing him against the wall. His kiss was almost like a knife. He meant business. Perhaps more than Ravi wanted at one blow. But he could take it. He would take it. He would take all that Fernando had to give. Finally, Ravi felt Fernando's chest heave against his. It was like he was so alive, again. Ravi grinned feeling Fernando up. So manly. So sexy.

Ravi kissed him back hard, imaging how his hot skin would feel next to his. Honestly, the loo just wasn't enough, but Ravi supposed it would do.

navigating

2009-08-13T08:32:00.003-05:00

Nancy could hardly believe it. Lydia. Here with her. And she said she wanted her?

First it was Hannah so long ago. It had been such a kindred spirit with her. How had it gotten all messed up? Then that one night with Sarah. Would she even dare with another? Had it been just revenge sex then? And now Lydia.

"What do you have in mind?" She squinted.

"Dunno. Just see where it goes." It wasn't like they were truly in love. Not like she'd felt for Hannah. A part of her thought maybe she'd ruined Hannah with her love. But this. Well, she knew what she was getting into with Lydia.

Nancy smiled. So did Lydia. They both laughed as if it were to be something giddy and happy and definitely something that wasn't Academic.

"Well, shall we?" Nancy didn't know what else to do but to kiss Lydia as if time was wasting. Lydia kissed her back hard and wrapped herself around Nancy. They went under water then. As they plunged down in the chlorine waters, it was exhilarating and tight to the senses. Lydia somehow made her feel secure under the turbulent waters. Surely, Lydia didn't want to kill her. Did she?

Nancy came to the surface after their twist and turns. Lydia caught her bottom lip. They were in a lull of a good snogging, full of breathy kisses. Finally they set on the steps of the shallow in of the pool. Lydia got behind Nancy to just touch Nancy's abs and what was under her bra as she kissed her neck.

"What's next?" Nancy whispered.

Lydia just smiled, Frenched her more and slowly they found their way to Lydia's room at the hall.

"But what about Sarah?" Nancy asked when they got there.

"What about her?" Lydia winced. "She's being such a bitch, lately. I don't really care what she thinks." Lydia set down her bed and leaned back on her elbows in her wet undies taking a good long look at Nancy. "Well?" Lydia set up then and undid her bra.

"What?" Nancy watched, as she undid her bra too. Something was stirring inside her, but still she wasn't sure exactly what Lydia wanted.

Then Lydia gave her a sly smile as she tugged at the corned of Nancy's bikini panties and pulled her closer. She touched Nancy's cold tits then and kissed them so invitingly as if this was the start of something. Her fingers glided under Nancy's panties and Nancy heaved as if this could really be good.

She found herself in bed with Lydia who took in her tits more and pressed deep into her clit as well. Suddenly Lydia stopped. Nancy so wanted to ask why as if she felt she might rupture something as it ended so suddenly.

Lydia set up and got something from her undie drawer. She slipped out of the wet undies then and strapped on something.

Nancy saw her sly grin and then there was the apparatus. Quite realistic and pink.

"Its just as good as Lady GaGa's." Lydia laughed as she got on top Nancy and kissed her hard. "I love wearing it sometimes, for no reason." But there was a reason today. Her thumb dipped into Nancy's clit once more. Nancy's legs spread apart as if it were time. Lydia pressed in slowly. She was the navigator.

just a dip

2009-08-08T07:58:00.003-05:00

Lydia didn't know if she wanted Sarah back just yet. Well, she did want her. It was the fact not knowing exactly how to get her back.

She'd been told from Josh that she was a bit pushy.

"It wouldn't hurt if you were a bit, I dunno, sweet." He'd told her at the SUB.

"What does that have to do with anything?" She gave him a snarl as they'd had a drink together.
Somehow, she'd roped him into buying her an ale so they could talk about things.

"It could mean everything." He was quick to smile.

"You just don't get it," she sighed. "You should stick your own kind."

"And I have," Josh informed her. "The longevity hasn't taken a toll on either Simon nor me. We're there for each other. You have to be there for Sarah."

That was a lot to think about. As for now she was alone. Very alone in the park, trying to look for some sort of guidance in a text book. perhaps. Really, it was stifling out. The humidity had set in. What she really needed was a dip in the pool. If only she had Sarah with her. If only she knew where she might be.

The next thing Lydia knew, there was Nancy sitting next to her.

"What are you doing here?" It startled Lydia. They were after all, practically strangers even if they had been in the same circles several times.

"I just don't feel like being home," Nancy shook her head. "The boys aren't back yet. I'm beginning to wonder if they'll come back."

"Where did they go?" Lydia thought she just might try a bit of that "caring stuff" that Josh was going on about. Not that she imagined it would get her anywhere, especially with Nancy.

"Beats me. I'm sure they are having a fine time with each other. They don't think I exactly know, but I do." She nodded.

"I was thinking of going to the pool, want to come?" Lydia looked at the sky then. It was such a clear blue and really quite sultry. She was practically in a sweat, already.

"I've got nothing better to do." Nancy sighed as if her thoughts were somewhere else.

"Come on, then. I'm not some snooty cow, you know." Lydia got up then.

"I know." Nancy followed and they talked about why they hadn't been exactly mates. It was all Sarah's fault. They'd settled on.

"Maybe she has a problem." Lydia told Nancy once they got down to the pool where there was no one. Obviously, too hot for anyone to be about. "She's afraid we might have fun without her."

"And now we can," Nancy just smiled.

"God its hawt," Lydia complained stripping down to her black undies. She looked over at Nancy who was wearing purple bikinis and some girly bra with a purple flower print about them.

It was at that moment Lydia decided Nancy wasn't as fat as she thought she was. This startled her because all this time she'd found Nancy rather chunky. Maybe she just didn't wear the right kind of clothes. Lydia found this fascinating as she dove into the cool waters of the pool.

"Its exhilarating!" Lydia shouted back to Nancy. "Come on in!"

Nancy just tested the water with her toe.

"That's cold." Nancy protested.

"Come on, don't be daft." Lydia caught her ankle and pulled her right in. Naturally, Nancy had to squeal about it.

Lydia giggled then. Really, she found herself at ease with Nancy. No one trying to argue that the other was right. It was unbelievable, in fact. To see her so up close. The water on her thick beautiful lashes. Honestly, it was all so fun. And Lydia really needed fun right now.

She honed in on Nancy. Before she could stop herself, she was kissing Nancy's full lips. It was just a nibble. Nancy nibbled back. It seemed as if they were going in circles then. So close. Nancy was so natural at this that Lydia couldn't believe it true. She found her curves so interesting and pleasing. She so wanted to have Nancy in her arms, but as it turned out, it didn't work quite that way.

It was Nancy who took Lydia in her arms. It was as if she knew who was really having the bad day here. Lydia finally decided not to resist.

"I think I want you," Lydia whispered in Nancy's ear.

somewhere at the window seat

2009-07-30T09:20:00.003-05:00

Sarah didn't want to think about Nancy. It was such a blur now. Being with her. It was a one off. Plain and simple. Never happen again. Never.

Of course, that didn't stop her from being so bitter with Lydia. It wasn't they'd had a row, but just the same, how could Lydia explain about the bra, Sarah's beautiful gift to Lydia, in the loo at the Black Cat. How would she ever have a tale worth listening too.

Oh, they were good as over, and Sarah didn't know what to do with herself. She was sulking in the corner of the library. Staying all to herself in the window seat out looking the park as she tried her best to study on revisions. Honestly, it was totally pointless.

She looked back to see that Zoe was staring at her.

"What are you doing here?" Sarah winced.

"I have a wee bit of a problem, that's all." Zoe was in tears.

"What? An overdue book?" Sarah snidely remarked.

"I wish." She fought back tears.

"Well, if it'll make you feel any better I'm on the outs with Lydia." Sarah hugged herself.

"Really?" Zoe bit her bottom lip. "How could that be? You two were so close?"

"She's got someone on the side. I dunno, who." Sarah sighed.

"I'm sorry." She choked on her tears.

"What is it?" Sarah made room for her in the plush window seat then.

"You won't want to know." Zoe's tears were real, but she was as beautiful as she ever was. "You'll hate me."

"I wouldn't." Sarah felt a little twinge of guilt. They had always been such devoted friends. Sarah touched Zoe's back, and she thought she might cave in. Zoe embraced her tightly. It was as if Zoe had been waiting for this moment for them to be together.

The next thing Sarah knew Zoe was in her room at the hall. They'd kissed so, so intoxicating, Sarah couldn't exactly say how they got here or to this point. But Zoe was undressing now. Undressing her. Or was it the other way around? Perhaps it didn't matter because they were together.

Naturally, Zoe hadn't mentioned why she was even crying because after all they'd found each other again. Found what turned on the other as their hands explored every curve and crevice. They were haute for each other. Plain and simple.

Except, there were the little things Sarah noticed. Zoe's tits were so tender, and there was just something hormonal about Zoe, yet she was still sexy. Sarah had never quite seen sexy like that. Of course, that didn't stop Sarah from wanting to be with Zoe. It was as if she felt a passion stirring inside of her as something new, aroused her too. There was something amazing and different about Zoe.

Of course, soon Sarah pushed her tongue into Zoe. Prodding on as if something would purge from their inner sexiness. Her clit was beautiful and..and...

"You taste different." Sarah informed her.

"What?" Zoe's face tensed. Sarah knew Zoe didn't want her stop so her mouth melted into Zoe's clit once more, and she felt the excitement shake through Zoe as she moaned so slightly with pleasure.

"What's going on Zoe?' Sarah asked afterwards as she crawled behind Zoe and held her close.

"I'm pregnant."

Sarah scowled at the fact. It was a bit disgusting. Maybe. Maybe not.

"I dunno what to do." Zoe cried then.

"Really, maybe this time will go swell, you know. It might not be as awful as you think." Sarah kissed Zoe's neck then.

"Possibly," Zoe whimpered. "Jeremy says he'll help. I can stay with him."

"Is it his?" Sarah wasn't sure she liked the idea of Zoe having her ex-boyfriend's baby. Of course, Jeremy was Sarah's ex, too.

Zoe shook her head, no.

"Then who?"

"Jamie's." It sounded as if she might go into a convulsion then.

"Have you told him?" Sarah whispered as she kissed Zoe's ear.

She shook her head, no.

"Does he scare you?" Sarah wanted to know.

"I dunno. He has a way. Its so natural that it isn't. I can't explain it. He's like a sex god." She felt Zoe's body shake in laughter then.

"Really?" Sarah giggled softly in Zoe's ear. Sarah touched Zoe's belly then. "You have to be smiling, now don't you? How often does one have a baby of a sex god."

They laughed then and Sarah knew she didn't want to let Zoe go.

Sasha's way

2009-07-26T02:05:00.000-05:00

"What am I suppose to do?" Jamie pointed out to Sasha.

"Dunno, I want you with me, every step of the way." She grimaced. The labor pains were sharp now.

"There is the hospital, you know." He informed her, sitting behind her and rubbing her stomach was the best he could do on the livingroom floor at Josh and Simon's.

"What if I'm not ready?" She was scared as she grabbed his hand, and he felt her body shake in pain.

"Well," he looked up at Rhys and Newt, wondering if they thought him a quack of some sort. "I want you to picture each time a pain over takes you ...that its the best. The best orgasm you ever had. Can you do that?" He whispered in her ear as her teeth nashed. She nodded. The pain was so intense but she smiled slightly as she let out a breath.

"Rhys, you should take over, really." Jamie untangled himself from Sasha and got him in the position to give Sasha as much support as he could.

"You called the medics, didn't you?" Jamie asked Newt then who was staring at Sasha as if he was just waiting for her water to break.

"Yeah."

"Good." It looked as if everything was set in motion now.

"Will you go to the hospital with them?" Newt looked at him.

"No, my work is done." He smirked then as he looked back at Sasha who's screams of pains might have been something entirely different, but he'd never tell.

How it came to be

Rhys names the baby

Jamie and Maxie

2009-07-23T08:51:00.004-05:00

Maxie knew it was wrong. So wrong and yet, he was here with his face down in the pillow in Jamie's bed, muffling the grunts he couldn't quite control. He felt his sweat mix with Jamie's and in a few minutes it was done. Amazingly.

Precise like a doctor's appointment. He guessed. Except Jamie fell back with laughter, looking back at Maxie, rubbing his back ever so caring.

"You don't think about me when you're with her, do you?" Jamie caught his breath and smiled.

Maxie shook his head.

"Good, you shouldn't, you know." Jamie was serious. "You do her. I do you. One big happy family, right?"

"I guess." Maxie didn't seem so sure though. Especially, when Jamie wrapped his arms around him and kissed him so lovingly.

"Honestly, I think Katy's great for you. But you know, I need you, sometimes."

"Do you let people do you?" Maxie finally got the nerve to ask.

"What? The fucking? No." Jamie winced.

"No one?" Maxie didn't think it fair. "Do you not like it?"

"I don't have to tell you everything." Jamie was close to Maxie's face, combing the sweat into Maxie's hair with his fingers.

"You don't have too." Maxie shook his head. After all, this was a bit on the side. Quite silent for the most part. Just the same, they were getting caught up in each other.

"Well, there was one that I gave it up too. So long ago." Jamie finally came clean. " And...when that ended. I-I didn't want anyone else fucking me. But of course, your first doesn't mean that'll be the one you're with all your years. But I've never felt completely comfortable with anyone else since. Does that bother you?" He didn't wait for an answer. Jamie Frenched Maxie then.

"But would you consider being with that person, again?" Maxie wanted to know.

"Highly doubtful. He's in Paris." Jamie's eyes lit. Then he shrugged. "We were teenagers. He means nothing to me."

"I don't believe you." Maxie couldn't help but want to figure him out.

"Believe it, I don't want to set eyes on him, again." Jamie studied Maxie's bare chest with his fingers. Honestly, Maxie wasn't sure what he meant to Jamie. He wished he could somehow give this up. This time with Jamie. But it felt impossible.

"Why is that?"

"He had a thing for my mother. Possibly, it was the other way around. Didn't stick around to find out. But its over. Really. We haven't spoken to each other in ages. Honestly, just a figment of my imagination now." Jamie sighed.

Jamie remembers Louie

more Jamie & Maxie

early to rise

2009-07-16T09:03:00.004-05:00

The first orgasm of the morning
Is cold and hard as hell
There won't be any second coming
As far as i can tell

I arch my back cause
I'm very close now
It's very cold here
By the window

There are some school kids
Yelling and running
I barely notice
That i am cumming

The first orgasm of the morning
Is like a fire drill
It's nice to have a little warning
But not enjoyable
-dresden dolls

Lydia couldn't believe what she'd done with Zoe. She'd even shocked herself. Sleeping with the enemy, so to speak. It was unreal to her. Why had she done it? Just to see how real the competition was?

She knew she couldn't see her again. It was just a one off. A mistake. It would never happen again. She'd explain it somehow to Sarah. She would. But it didn't help that Sarah wasn't around to talk about this.

When she awoke that morning, she found herself alone. She hadn't been this way in weeks. Sarah was always there for her and now she wasn't.

She laid back, thinking of Sarah. She touched herself thinking how much she adored Sarah's touch. The way she looked at her, wanting her. How her mouth felt on her tits. The little love bites she use to give her on her neck and her chest.

Lydia bit her bottom lip as she spread her legs apart and touched her clit with her wet middle finger. She closed her eyes dreaming of Sarah's tongue pressing so, in side making her crave Sarah more. Only she wasn't here, and Lydia felt so sad now. Really her thoughts were with Sarah, wishing she was here right now. She promised herself she'd never see Zoe again. Never.

But at the moment, a little help from her toys would do. Perhaps. It was always important to have a sweet orgasm to get the day started.

road trip

2009-07-10T23:31:00.004-05:00

Ravi told Nancy he was going fishing with Kris. Of course, Kris wasn't big on fishing. Since Fish and Chips were about as close as he got to fishing.

"Why do you tell her shit like that?" Kris told him on their drive to the city. "She knows what we do."

"But its a nice thought, you know. It doesn't hurt her feelings as much." Ravi was certain.

"Get over the feelings, will you?"

Soon enough they were at a jazz bar enjoying the music. Really, Ravi and Kris enjoyed these times together. Sometimes, they got to sing with the band. Even Ravi played the Sax. It was great. And so much fun. It just made the senses alive.

"I don't know why we don't live here?" Kris told Ravi on the walk back to the car.

"Because we would be in trouble all the time," Ravi smiled.

"Not if we had a room." Kris smirked.

"Don't you think she'd be upset with us?" Ravi shrugged.

"No, a lass needs to have the place to herself from time to time. You know, she's not expecting us."

So they found a room, quick enough. They were still full of jazz and Ravi couldn't get enough kissing from Kris.

"We do enjoy each other's company," Ravi said after awhile when their clothes were piled on the floor, and they were in each other's arms.

"Do you suppose its just exciting because we are away from her?" Ravi asked.

"You should shut it and stop thinking about Nancy," Kris said. After all, he was busy kissing Ravi's chest and admiring his abs.

Ravi supposed he was right because he knew when Kris came down on him what Kris ached for. He wanted to be adored too. Honestly, Kris was more expensive than Nancy. He did like to go places. He loved to dance and most of all his buttocks were meant to be worshiped.

Ever so carefully Ravi's hard on sliced into Kris' bum. He grind-ed with a solid burn. Then slowly. It was amazing. He knew they should be together for good. "I think we should just keep going." Ravi whispered in Kris' ear. He was certain of it now. Nancy wouldn't miss either of them at all.

a sleepover

2009-07-06T21:04:00.002-05:00

"Really, you aren't that afraid, now are you?" Nancy was being light about the whole fact that Kris was off with Ravi at a show. "No tell'n when those fools will be back. You can stay as long as you like at our place."

"You live with them now?" Sarah almost stumble into the night of the street, but Nancy caught her.

"You didn't know?" She was all giggles and before Sarah knew it they were at Nancy's place making more drinks.

"You know I look stunning in red." Nancy informed her.

"Yes you do." Sarah toasted her cranberry and vodka to Nancy's Lemonade and vodka. They drank them down as if they were just as good or better than the watered down versions they'd gotten at the Black Cat.

"So you still mad at her?" Nancy asked almost falling on Sarah in the kitchen.

"Yes, very much so." Sarah sipped her drink, but she was feeling so sexual.

"What will you do?"

"Why, have sex, of course." Sarah laughed so hearty. "With you!"

"Really? You would?" Nancy gave her a dead smile with her pixie grin.

"I guess you aren't in that sort of thing." Sarah shrugged.

"I've messed around with Hannah, you know." Nancy then giggled. "But she's got Freddie and Gilly now. She only did it when she found out about Kris and Ravi and me."

"Really? Is it fun?" Sarah was curious about threesomes.

Nancy laughed out loud. Then quietly said, "Sometimes." Nancy came close to Sarah's lips then and gave her a quick kiss.

"That so does the trick." Sarah sarcastically remarked as she put down her drink. She kept staring at Nancy. Head on and took her drink to put down too. Then she put her fingers through Nancy's hair and pulled her close. Sarah closed her eyes then and slowly kissed Nancy.

She was not Lydia, but she didn't care. She pushed her tongue softly in Nancy's mouth to show her she meant business. When Nancy kissed her back, Sarah realised Nancy knew much more than she was letting on.

Sarah smiled. They drew in more kisses from one another and as they made little circles in their closeness they finally found Nancy's bed.

Sarah flopped down first and watched Nancy undressed.

"Really, the bra does look amazing on you." Sarah told her. She didn't know when Nancy did it but she was wearing it.

"Of course." Nancy just smiled as she strolled over in her black thong and helped Sarah out of her top who was braless.

"You and Hannah, huh?" Sarah kept studying Nancy's curves. Her sexy legs.

"What about it?"

"I didn't know." Sarah shrugged.

"Its history." Nancy laid down with Sarah then and she touched her abs while she kissed her. Finally, Sarah undid the bra and Nancy's tits were so much more spectacular than Lydia's. It was startling and such a turn on to Sarah. She couldn't help but touch them and kiss them. She felt Nancy's fingers prying into her undies. Finally, Nancy's fingered her so playfully in her clit.

Sarah smiled with satisfaction as she gripped at Nancy's thong, tugging it so, the underside could touch her enough to make Nancy sense she wanted her clit just as much. But Sarah fell back against her pillow then, letting Nancy explore all of her with her fingers and her mouth. Taking in her tits. Making them so tight.

Sarah thought Nancy was quite good at this. Maybe even better than Lydia. A smile came to her face as she felt Nancy spread her thighs, tearing her panties away. She felt so vulnerable for Nancy that she could hardly wait when her tongue touched her clit.

not so misfortunate

2009-06-29T01:22:00.002-05:00

"Oh my gawd, this must have cost a fortune." Nancy couldn't believe her luck finding the red bra at the Black Cat in the loo. She smiled happily, thinking it might be a stretch, but she might have something to show off in tonight.

"What is it?" It was Sarah.

"Oh, someone must have had fine time in the loo." Nancy grinned. She held up the bra, and Sarah's eye lit. She snatched it off Nancy's finger.

"What was that for?" Nancy had lost her smile.

"Its Lydia's. I bought it for her." Sarah scowled.

"Maybe it was too tight." Nancy shrugged.

"No, she-" Sarah fretted. "What has she been doing?" Sarah was in tears suddenly.

"Now, now, it can't be what you think," Nancy patted her on the back. "Lets have a drink, think this through. She would never do such a thing to you."

Nancy got her to a booth and ordered them both a Scotch.

"You'll feel better in no time." Nancy sat close. She couldn't believe how sad Sarah was. Really, it was tugging at her heart to think her dear friend would be this upset over her lover.

Naturally, Sarah downed that one immediately and needed another. Of course, Nancy had no trouble following her lead. A few hours later they were still going at the drinks.

"We haven't drank like this in ages!" Nancy laughed.

"That's because we have boring lives!" Sarah almost spit all over her which left Nancy bursting into laughter. They leaned in close to each other all giggly. The next thing Nancy knew they were cuddly and making out with such slow kisses that it felt the start of something.

a heartshaped world

2009-06-26T03:07:00.007-05:00

What was it about Lydia that made her so desirable? Was it that boyish charm about her?

Zoe didn't really care. It was exciting enough to get into Jamie's place while he was gone so she could have some privacy with Lydia. She could hardly wait to undress in front of her, and she undressed Lydia madly. It was so satisfying. Having who Sarah slept with.

She heard Lydia's soft laugh as she let her take in her belly with soft kisses. It was irresistible. She burned for Lydia before her tongue touched Zoe's clit. Her heart raced. It felt so naughty to be in Jamie's bed where he'd done the same thing to Zoe. It was so hard to compare the two. She just couldn't. But as she closed her eyes all she saw was him. His face. His eyes watching her the entire time she was with Lydia.

Zoe thought it was kind of funny. No way, could she stop this from happening. Her body pulsate for Lydia as she situated herself so she could enjoy as much of Lydia's clit. It was so sexy and vibrant and inviting. She adored Lydia's natural scent which was slightly of musk and cinnamon.

Perhaps it was even more thrilling because it was their little secret. And they'd bonded in their own little circle of happiness. Zoe kissed Lydia on her inner thigh, spreading her thumb to open her clit more to lick her clean. It was pure and it just made her want to stay with Lydia because she fingered her so senuous, knowing exactly the pleasure it gave her.

here we go

2009-06-23T02:40:00.003-05:00

Lydia felt quite good with herself. She was after all wearing the red bra that Sarah had gotten her on their last outing. She was trying to dress in Sarah's style more, but if she wasn't around she was back in her casual plaid shirt and jeans.

She was checking out the latest style magazines in the shops when she saw Zoe looking at her. Of course, Lydia ignored her completely. She really didn't want to lay her eyes on Zoe. After all, she was her arch nemsis.

But Zoe kept staring and after about five minutes, Lydia couldn't take it anymore.

"What do you want?" Lydia glared at her as if she could drop dead as far as she was concerned.

"Oh, nothing." Zoe shrugged. "I gather all is well in the world for you and Sarah?"

"Quite." Lydia seethed a smile. "And you?" Why did she ask? Why? Lydia rolled her eyes back to the magazine as she flipped through it.

"Smashing, of course," Zoe gave her a big grin. "I have quite a show regularly with the boys." She was referring to Jamie and Jeremy/Will. "We have a fine time together." Zoe acted as if she'd one upped her with a threesome now.

"But don't you just miss it?" Lydia then smirked with a biting remarks. "You know, the tits and all?"

Zoe looked away then as if she hadn't a clue what Lydia was going on about. She paid for her things then as Lydia put the magazine away and watched to see where Zoe was going. She followed.

Zoe made her way to the Black Cat with her shampoos and sprays stuffed in her shoulder bag. She went into the loo. Lydia went in to and locked the door behind her. It was just the two of them, and Zoe smiled as if she'd been waiting for Lydia to take the bait.

It was hard to say who kissed who first. It was so fervent and fast as Lydia pushed Zoe against the wall and slid her fingers down the small of her back just to notice Zoe wasn't even wearing panties.

Lydia smiled with delight as she felt Zoe unsnap her shirt just to expose her red hot bra.

"Damn, I wanted to see them, touch them," Zoe breathed hard.

Lydia just smiled as she took off her top and her bra too just so Zoe knew exactly what she was up against.

Of course, Zoe was more well endowed, but it didn't stop Zoe from kissing Lydia's and making Lydia want to have a finger fuck as much as she wanted to give one to Zoe.

"Really, we have to stop meeting this way," Zoe breathed into Lydia's ear.

"I know. But where could we go?" Lydia was delighted at the thought of going somewhere with her.

"I know someone is at work. We could use his place. He'd never have to know." Zoe kissed Lydia's tits once more.

"I dunno if can wait." Lydia was so thrilled with Zoe's touch.

"You can. You will." Zoe looked at her then helping her back in her shirt and snapping it up. They couldn't get out of here quick enough.

They left then. Unaward that the red bra had been left behind in the loo.

at the boutique

2009-06-18T22:37:00.003-05:00

Sarah was so determined to get Lydia into some sexy lingerie.

"Come on," she looped her arm around hers as soon as they found the boutique Sarah had been aiming to go into all this time. "You'll see, its more fun just trying things on."

"Don't people catch diseases that way?" Lydia winced as they went in to see what they might need. Fish net stockings. Leather boussieres. Actually, Lydia was much more interested in the sex toys, anyway.

"No, no you need something like this." Sarah picked up some sheer pale stocking that matched with the thong and the lacy bra. "And don't forget these?" Sarah held up the nine inch white stilettos. She beamed with excitement.

"Impressive. I would love to see you in them," Lydia smirked. "You wouldn't really need anything else." She promised.

"Lydia, the who point is to dress up." Sarah batted her lashes.

"No, to take it off. All off. That's where the key is, you know." Lydia almost laughed.

"You'd look smashing in red." Sarah coaxed Lydia into the dressing room with the lacy lingerie barely on the hanger.

Lydia shrugged, but she quickly pulled Sarah into one of the dressing rooms and pulled the curtain too. She kissed her mad then as she unbuttoned Sarah's blouse exposing her tight tits.

"Now that's more like it," Lydia told her as she pressed against her.

Sarah watched Lydia in the mirror then as she kissed her neck and unbuttoned her skinny jeans prodding her fingers under Sarah's tiny panties. Sarah couldn't help but smile as she watched and felt Lydia's mouth take in her tits. Sarah sighed so content.

Maybe Lydia was right they didn't need lingerie, but still she wanted to see Lydia in the red bra. Of course, as Lydia's finger fucked ever so gently, she just wanted Lydia closer. To feel her skin next to hers.

She was so hot now. Her legs felt so wobbly. She just needed Lydia's lips on hers. She touched at Lydia's tits then under her plaid blouse.

"Promise me you'll let me take pictures," Sarah said so breathy as she looked at her in the mirror.

"Um, sure," Lydia smiled. "But you're not going anywhere anytime soon."

Sarah felt herself melt around Lydia's finger. She couldn't wait to get out of these clothes. It might have been tight in the dressing room, but they were definitely going to find a way to make a most of the dressing room.

ready set go

2009-06-16T02:38:00.002-05:00

Ste so much wanted to push himself inside Kieron. It was something not to think about, but to do. All these feelings kept rushing through him as he kissed Kieron hard and wrapped himself tight around Kieron. He never wanted to let go. He so wanted it to be true. He needed this from Kieron who had certainly taken him in when no one else would.

And yet a part of him wanted to remain stupid. Possibly just mute, but he grunted in pleasure as he grinded into Kieron. He squeezed his eyes shut, knowing exactly how amazing sex should be. Finally his body kept still next to Kieron. Ste could feel Kieron's heart beat. Ste let out a sigh of happiness.

He so hoped Kieron wouldn't leave him. He needed him more than ever. It felt like a second chance. A better chance of things to come.

Their sweat mingled as Ste nursed on Kieron's shoulder. Finally Ste almost pulled himself out, but last minute he pushed back in more fierce, and it even felt more exhillerating this time around. His whole body felt so in tune to Kieron now. Yes, he was fully awake and ready to take on the world.

old times

2009-06-12T01:55:00.009-05:00

Just when Kieron had gotten used to not being Father Keiron anymore, the radio station didn't want him anymore.

"Its just not the same," Kris shrugged at the matter. A lot of good that did for Kieron. No job. Nothing seemed to be in sight. All he had was a Ste who didn't even really know him.

He'd tried. He really had. But he wasn't sure Ste got it. Even if they shared a room at the boarding house now. Kieron found all he could do sometimes was to wrap himself around Ste at night, not wanting to much from him as it was Ste could be in the state of Zombie, sometimes. And yet he had his lapses.

"Aren't you going to sex me up?" He smiled about it at times and Kieron hadn't a clue where it was coming from. What was really rattling in that brain of his.

"Really?" Kieron would hate it to be abuse of some kind. He'd just give Ste a kiss and wished he had his old Ste back even if no one else hoped he'd be back. Usually there was no response. Just his cement face which depressed Kieron terribly. He was so ready to give up. But there was no where else to go. At least room and board was free. After all, he was taking care of Ste.

And then it happened one night, out of the blue, Kieron was half asleep. Ste kissed him. Was it a dream, he imagined. Must have been. But the kiss was real and Kieron turned on the lamp to see Ste was awake staring at him intently as if Kieron knew what was next.

Ste touched Kieron's firm abs then, kissed his neck hungrily taking in Kieron's chest. He slipped his fingers down Kieron's buttocks, setting him on fire wanting Ste to do him. But of course, he wouldn't press for that. It was nice to know he was alive and so sexy.

They kissed longingly then. Kieron had missed him so much. He'd done his best to be close to him, after all. It just didn't seem possibly.

"Do you even know me?" Kieron finally winced.

Ste just smiled. Kieron hoped that meant he did, but he said. "I know you're important to me. Thats all that matters, isn't it?"

"Yes." Kieron agreeded and Kieron touched his skin then, and it was as if the old Ste had left. The one he'd known so wicked yet always knowing what he wanted. This Ste knew too. That part had not left him. Yet he wanted Kieron completely, making Kieron sizzle with desire as Ste stroked him until Kieron had to have Ste. It was as breath taking as Kieron remembered. Just like old times, yet so new.

sex bomb

2009-06-01T01:38:00.006-05:00

"You were so good," Lydia's sweat mixed with Sarah's as she sucked at her tits then with the apparatus still between them. She so wanted to give Sarah as many content moans as she could. Lydia thrived in knowing what Sarah wanted. It made her happy, and it made her all the more sexy for Sarah.

The vibrator went off like a pulsating bomb. Sarah's eyes lit. She hadn't expected it. Lydia Frenched her deeply as they turned to their sides wrapped up in each other. Lydia just smiled as she put a strand of Sarah's hair behind her ear.

Sarah kissed her back happily as if she couldn't get enough of her.

"I know what you need," Sarah sighed. "Some lovely lingerie."

"But I like it, just the two of us-" Lydia looked at her sleepily still getting off on the vibrator. She nursed her bottom lip wanting kisses from Sarah, and she did on her neck and tasting her tits too.

"I just want to know how you'd look, so pretty. You are so beautiful, and you want to hide that." Sarah then mentioned as the vibrator came to an end, yet Lydia pressed it harder against Sarah as if she could make Sarah cum just as much as the vibrator.

"Not from you." Lydia was sincere of what she spoke of. Who needed clothes when they'd be undressed anyway. She pressed her hands down the small of Sarah's back. She didn't want to let go as she rested her hands on Sarah's buttocks. She felt Sarah's thumb resting on the edge of her mouth as they Frenched. She gently prodded more with the apparatus too, and she sensed it.

Oh, the places she could go inside Sarah. She nudged it to that other place that desired sex just as much. It was a comfort to know the vibrator went off just in time. She could feel Sarah melting again. Lydia kissed her so sweetly seeing the shock of pain was churning into pleasure.

i like candy

2009-05-28T01:04:00.006-05:00

"Well, show me?" Sarah was fascinated by the fact that Lydia had her playthings in a special suit case that laid on the big bed where they'd be staying.

"They're only for us." She opened up the valise. All sorts of pretty colors. Some of them vibrated. Some were large some were small. Sarah just smiled.

"Whats this," she picked up something in a tube.

"Candy." Lydia loved treats. "Care to taste?"

"Well." Sarah had to think about it. "Will I like it?"

Lydia shucked her clothes and squirted some across her tits and she laid down then leaving a trail of the cherry jell down her belly and finally squirted a bit in her clit which she enjoyed the most, or so it seemed to Sarah as she watched, realising it was turning her on.

Sarah sighed taking her time to undress, but she saw Lydia was getting a bit impatience as if the candy had a heat of its own. She thought best to work up instead of down. It could get messy, other wise, and it seemed to her Lydia couldn't wait for her to taste her clit, first.

It did taste like cherries. "Um," Sarah murmured which made Lydia spread her legs all the more. Her tongue prodded, feeling the warmth of Lydia's sex mixing with the jell. Sarah couldn't help but know this was really turning her on just as much as Lydia. She moved up to her belly, feeling how ticklish Lydia could be and finally her tits which were so lovely and hard, and Sarah reached into the open case then and found something pink and very phallic on both ends.

She pushed the apparatus into Lydia's clit and beyond. Lydia bit her bottom lip and closed her eyes. "Get on," Lydia whispered.

"What?" Sarah almost winced.

"You heard me."

Sarah knew she was hot with sex too. She felt her self pulsate for Lydia. Very carefully, she got on top, pushing in, making her way on top, their taunt tits touching. Lydia reached up to Sarah, Frenching her so slowly to relax Sarah more, as her thumb pressed against Sarah's wonder spot sending her into more of an orgasm than she thought possible. Sarah took big gulps as they kissed. Really, it was all so much more satisfying than she imagined.

on holiday

2009-05-24T01:30:00.005-05:00

Lydia had her eye on Zoe. What if Zoe tried to win Sarah back?

"I don't think so," Josh tried his best to convince Lydia it wouldn't happen. "She's moved on." He pointed to Will aka Jeremy at the library where he worked. There was Jamie too.

"So you think she's over her fancy with Sarah?" Lydia looked at Josh as if he better tell her everything.

"She's moved on for those two," Josh smiled impishly. "I don't think cares what you girls are up too.

"I hate being jealous." Lydia shrugged, yet it motivated her to want Sarah more. She checked out her books then, giving Jamie sly looks hoping he'd best keep Zoe out of the way because if she came back for Sarah, she'd have to get through her first.

"I don't suppose you'd be up for another holiday," she said later to Sarah when she found her between classes at the SU bar grabbing a juice.

"Look, we went on your campout." Sarah wasn't exactly smiling when she said it.

"But it turned out lovely." Lydia blinked wide eyed. Had she forgot the good parts. "This time, your choice. Shopping in the city. We could take the train." She smiled.

"OK," Sarah sighed as if that would be all right.

"Really, I will make it worth your while." They kissed then as if were a deal, perhaps even a steal for Lydia.

They left that afternoon on the train. Actually, they could have taken the bus to Paris, but this was much more quiet and they had themselves, looking across from each other the whole way. Naturally, that didn't last long. Lydia had to draw Sarah into her lap and show her she meant every turn of this even to be their own.

They Frenched all the while as Lydia uncovered Sarah's tits from time to time to know exactly how she felt about her. Lydia just smiled knowing she was the one in control. She adored how Sarah yearned for her, opening herself up more in public, feeling her pulse rise and fall. She could hardly wait to get her in a room alone.

"I've brought toys," Lydia whispered under her breath. She bit at Sarah's bottom lip then. It was just getting started.

in the wee hours

2009-05-20T14:26:00.001-05:00

Ian had been thrilled when Maxie decided to stay out with him after the show.

"Thank God, you're not on a complete ball and chain yet," Ian sighed, thinking Katy could be watching, but Maxie assured him, she was home nursing a cold.

They'd left the Black Cat and opted for a disco where no one knew them. Of course, Ian thought of other things they could have been doing instead of watching weirdos dance about and music you could only jump too. They drank a few lagers as if they were celebrating something. Yet, they both felt like a fish out of water at the gay club. Really, it was neither of their cup of tea and Maxie was becoming more frigid by the minute.

So finally they got in a cab to go home. Ian just watched Maxie.

"You know I want you." Ian told him, holding Maxie's hand, but Maxie looked out the window. He was awful quiet.

And then it happened, Maxie drew in a kiss from Ian. Ian just smiled, looking at Maxie, combing his fingers through Maxie's hair. Ian Frenched Maxie then. All Maxie could do was gaze into Ian's eyes.

"What would you do with me, anyway?" Maxie smiled and Ian tugged at Maxie's pants.

"I can think of a few things," Ian said.

But as they neared The Oaks, Maxie shook his head, no.

"Then where would we go?"

"I dunno."

Ian got the impression that Maxie would chicken out.

"Please, I want this." Ian pulled Maxie closer.

"I want it too, but its so risky. Katy-"

"Katy! Don't start with her. Will you just let this be about us. Not that stupid slapper." Ian winced.

"She's not a slapper." Maxie bit his lip then. Ian stole a kiss just the same. Opening him up for deep French kisses. They went to a cheap hostel on the outskirts of the village. Ian so needed this. It was happening.

So there they were. The barest of rooms. A candle lit near the door and just a mattress on the floor. They undressed slowly. Taking their time. Kissing their way to oblivion. And then they were naked in the candle light.

Neither had ever taken this course before. But Maxie kept smiling. Their cocks were like swords, so wanting each other as they managed somehow on the bed.

"You've always fancied me, haven't you, Maxie?" Ian believed it true now.

"I suppose." Maxie winced a bit wishing it weren't true.

"You've always been lovely to me." Ian told him as they touched. "But I never wanted to believe it."

Maxie just caught a laugh and smiled looking back at Ian who kissed at Maxie's nipples now, along his chest and finally his cock. Of course, while Ian went down on him, Maxie pushed and pulled so fervently at Ian's cock that he wanted it as much, and it made him so tingly that he just wanted Maxie more.

In the candle light, Ian finally had Maxie where he wanted him. He turned him to his side and they laid together ever so sleepily until finally Ian manged to grind in Maxie's buttocks. He cut into him ever so delicately, but his moans made him grind harder, pushing so deep. He caressed Maxie more.

He kept his eyes shut tight, thinking Maxie was the best he'd ever had. It was the start of something new.

in the thick of it

2009-05-18T01:06:00.004-05:00

Lauren hadn't meant to give in to Fletch. It was so unexpected. He was the last person she ever thought she'd succumb to. It was rather amazing.

So many weeks of all this uncertainty. She was sure she could never be with another but Laleh. And she felt as if she'd deprived herself, somehow. Always Laleh's game. Her rules. Her house. Her terms. And Lauren had played along so well. She thought Laleh had changed. Just for her, in fact. And yet, deep down she was certain she was the one who had changed for Laleh all along. After all, she'd loved her, completely. She would be all she ever needed, and then it was gone.

This recovery with Fletch was just something to keep her busy. She hadn't set out on saving him from anything. And yet she'd wanted him drug free, but being with him right now was as if he were her drug of choice and that was so not what she'd been after.

But his mouth was amazing. So was his touch and his skin felt wondrous next to her. It was as if he'd peeled away layer after layer of a cold snake's skin that had embedded her for so long to keep her away from feeling anything these days. Suddenly, she felt herself mote into something entirely different and it startled her.

Had he known what she'd been wanting?

He wasn't at all like she expected. It had just happened, and she so wanted to explore his firm limbs. His lips. His taste.

She smiled, noticing his hard cock waiting to burst as his tongue pressed into her clit. It made her want to melt around him even more. As his tongue pressed on, she licked the salt from his hard on. It was as if it was coming full circle. He could sense her pulsating and she wanted to nurse his penis more. Was it possible they could satisfy each other without ever having intercourse?

just friends

2009-05-16T02:36:00.006-05:00

Fletch wasn't sure how he could repay Lauren back after all she'd been through with him. Of course, he knew she was only doing it for the band. He had to remember that. She needed him for that very reason. And yet, here they were. Together.

She'd seen him through the worst of it. He knew it must have been horrible, and now he knew what he really wanted. To be with Lauren.

But it was so hard to explain, and he was definitely sure they weren't on the same page. Not even the same book, perhaps. Only did you she know how hard it was to sleep in the same bed with her without wanting a little something. Or was it that he felt more giving than taking? And if he thought about it too much, he was sure it would never happen.

They were just friends, after all.

So they'd had some fun at the show. It went well at the Black Cat. They had fans, in fact, cheering them on, through each song. They'd delivered. Keeping it real. Blasting away real rock. Not this pop stuff. Really, they even shocked themselves. They were on a roll.

And yet, they still had to go home. Sooner than later, in fact. Fletch could only take so much.

"You should stay," he'd even said. Lauren deserved a party. At least. The sweat and noise was getting to him. "I'll see you at home."

"No. No, I'll go with you." She obviously didn't want to bar hop with Ian, after all.

"But, you should have some fun." He told her. She'd grabbed his hand instead. They'd find a way out of the chaos. As if the only sanity was really at home in the basement at the Oaks.

"I've had my fun." She assured him so they stumbled out of the Black Cat in to the cool dark night and made their way home.

"Don't you miss it, already?" He smiled.

"No, not really." She tugged at his arm a bit. It was nice to be alone again. And it was quiet. That's when they'd kissed as if was something to bring a cheer too. Something friendly.

"We've got all summer to get used to it, now don't we?" But it was right now that he wanted to celebrate. Not their future, being loaded up on a bus going from one music festival to the next.

"Precisely." She looked at him sleepily.

When they got home, she showered, and he waited thinking it would have been nice to be with her, but then again, he doubted she'd ever go for that. After all, she was a lesbian, now, wasn't she? But he hurried a quick shower himself afterwards, hoping she wouldn't be asleep by the time he got there. As it was, he was sure she'd be fully dressed in PJs and the like, as if she'd be ready for a massive war if there was one. All she'd need were combat boots. But as it was, she'd just bedded in her rolled up towel around her. Had she forgotten or perhaps she was waiting for him.

Fletch shucked his towel then. Completely nude. No need to dress up for the occasion. Just his luck it would be sleep, anyhow.

"Are you asleep?" He got in bed and turned off the lamp. He usually wasn't so chatty. It was always silence. Neither usually made the other awkward.

"Almost."

"You were great, you know." Fletch told her again.

"So were you." She made him smile, and he found her cheek in the dark.

"Do you ever miss it though." He just said. "You know, not being with who-"

"Can we not talk about that now." She sighed as if sleep would set in soon if he shut up, but he didn't want to.

"I want you to know-" He began but the words weren't there.

"What?" She asked.

He couldn't find the words, but her mouth instead, and he kissed her so softly then as he began to unwrap her from the damp towel. He touched her tight nipples that might have been from the chill or maybe it was him. He couldn't be sure as he investigated with his lips. She didn't resist as his thumb slid down her belly and pried into her sex. It pleased him even more that she opened herself up to him the more they kissed and his thumb pressed deeper.

He manuvered her around, touching her thighs, noticing her little sighs... just indicated one thing. Something oral. But he teased her a little more, knowing, she could melt around his thumb. Fletch felt as much as she did. His cock was going hard, but he wouldn't. He didn't want to mess this up.

He adored the smoothness of her belly and the small patch of her pubic area. His tongue ventured in, and he sense her muscles tense, yet give in slowly. His thumb prodded again. She was on fire. Her tiny moans satisfied him even more. It was splendid to feel her so electric. Each pulse made him feel connected to her more. Perhaps, they weren't just friends, anymore.

mad world

2009-05-10T01:46:00.005-05:00

Anita could never find Lauren around anymore. She'd been waiting forever for this one chance to show her they could be more than friends. They could be. Honestly, she was sure Lauren would be pleased if she knew how she really felt about her.

Of course, it was freaking her out, just how she could somehow find that moment in time to kiss her. But then again, there was no Lauren. Always off with Fletch. It was mind-boggling. Could she possibly be attracted to him? Wasn't she a bonafide lesbian now?

But the timing was never right. She'd catch Lauren at the oddest times. Lauren had no time for her. It was a bit devastating. There was always Theresa. But that wouldn't work. It just couldn't.
She was boy crazy. One guy right after another. All that mattered was money and a good car. Or so Theresa said. But then she liked to drink. And getting high was lovely too. Countless times she'd wanted Anita to join her, but she never would. She couldn't. Anyway, Theresa was always off having her fun, and Anita felt she'd never had fun in her life.

But then she saw what was really happening to Theresa. Truly, she couldn't be having that good of a time. Especially with a black eye and a split lip.

"He didn't mean it?" Theresa explained. She kept nursing a bottle of wine to get the pain to numb.

"Right." Anita looked at her, thankful it wasn't herself to experiment the romantic life.

"Just don't look at me," Theresa sniffed. "I did this to myself."

Anita shook her head, no. "It wasn't you. It was him."

"But I caused him to be that way." She sounded so miserable to Anita. Theresa had came to her place instead of her own because she didn't want them to see what had happened.

Anita helped her clean up. It was while she watched Theresa undress that she saw more bruises. Anita was horrified. How could he?

"Who did this to you?" Anita squirmed.

"It was nothing." She shook her head.

"Don't say that. It was something. He hit you." Anita looked at her a bit sad. She couldn't help but want to hug Theresa to make her feel better, perhaps. But that would have been such an undertaking.

As they sat there in Anita's room, she leaned over and kissed Theresa's bruised eye so delicately. Then her cut lip.

"Would he ever do that for you?"

Theresa just winced, and shook her head, no.

Anita rubbed Theresa's bare back then. She could see her unwind, and it pleased Anita as she pushed her fingers up Theresa's shoulders. She notice the tension soften. Anita bent down and kissed Theresa's shoulder so delicately. Anita sensed Theresa's sigh. She kissed her neck then. Anita was sure it was the start of something.

who knew

2009-05-09T02:58:00.005-05:00

Were they actually doing what she thought they were doing? Zoe couldn't help but watch.

She was intrigued, to say the least. The shower had awoken her and she'd only came in to investigate. And then when she saw Jamie going at it with Jeremy, she just smiled as if it was the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen.

She thought of herself with him then. Had he enjoyed it as much? Possibly. But it was quite intense. It would be impossible to join, wouldn't it? Yet, she enjoyed the view. It made her a little sad to be left out. Wasn't she?

Sarah had left her out. Now Jeremy and Jamie. Zoe bit her fingernail then. Was it all down hill from here? She sighed thinking she might break in to and yet she caught herself wanting to get off on both of them even if she'd have to use her pinkie for sexual satisfaction as she lathered up, her back against Jamie as he finished up with with Jeremy.

She closed her eyes, feeling Jamie wash her clean with the sponge, and his still hard cock nudging from behind, but only to tease her and turn her own as if a fire was ready for him when ever he wanted.

But instead Jeremy turned off the water, and he put a towel around her. She kissed him as if it were a good morning, after all. The kiss lingered, and soon she found herself in bed with the both of them.

While her deep kisses were encouraged from Jeremy as he cradled her, Jamie sucked her off, investigating her more with his fingers. She couldn't quite remember anything like it. It really felt like the beginning of something new. Who knew she could find such pleasure.

around and around

2009-05-08T02:24:00.004-05:00

Jeremy was shook up about the whole thing with Zoe in the loo at the Black Cat.

He was hoping she'd be gone by now, but she wasn't- she was in his bed, and it was all so unsettling to him. It would be hell to pay if Jamie found out. That was the last thing he wanted because it was truly, that he wanted Jamie and only Jamie.

It would do no good to call Josh or anyone else and tell them about it. It was his problem, wasn't it? It was still muttled in his brain how it had all came about. Jeremy didn't have a good answer for it. It just was.

He'd been with Zoe. Perhaps so much better than before. So long ago he'd forgotten how she could be. Maybe it was the fact he didn't think he could go back, especially since being with Jamie, but he had. Zoe was fierce.

What the hell had came over her? Had it been better because it was a secret? Really he didn't have an answer for any of it, and he didn't want to talk about it. Especially to Jamie.

But then Jamie showed up.

"What are you doing here?" Jeremy expected him to be at the library. But Jamie didn't want to talk. He kissed him intently instead.

Jeremy was stunded at first, but not so much after they'd kissed for sometime. He'd missed him so much even if it hadn't been that long since they'd last seen each other.

Jamie looked at him and then smiled.

"We've still got it." He sounded as if it were a relief of some kind.

"Of course we do." Jeremy knew he enjoyed Jamie's company very much and then some. Naturally, Jamie pulled Jeremy. There crotches hitting just so to feel the other's hard on. It was electric.

"Doing anything?" Jamie bit his bottom lip to keep from smiling too much.

"Its just-" Jeremy didn't know how to tell him. "Zoe's here."

"What the fuck is she doing here?" Jamie winced.

"I suppose she's going through something." Jeremy nodded, wishing she could go through it without him. Maybe.

Jamie gave him a sly grin. "A shower perhaps?"

Jeremy couldn't help but grin. They kissed more as they got to the bathroom together and shut the door behind them. Jeremy switched on the shower and Jamie undressed him quickly then himself as they touched even more so as the water warmed, beating down on them.

Jamie soaped up Jeremy in delight. Their skin was slick and so pure against each other. Jamie couldn't resist to want Jeremy completely as he turned Jeremy's back to him so he could push his hard on quick inside. He sucked at Jeremy's shoulder, feeling Jeremy pulsate around his cock. It just made Jamie grind into Jeremy more as he touched his tight nipples and pulled at his cock as if it were his own. He smiled at Jeremy's little moans until they were his own. Why had he ever thought anything could be as amazing as this?

so true

2009-05-05T02:22:00.003-05:00

Lydia didn't like the idea that Zoe was on Sarah's mind.

"Forget her," Lydia was serious when they got back to the hall. "How could she mean anything to you? You're with me now." Lydia looked at her point blank. After all, they had a bed waiting for them and there was no room for Zoe in any of it.

"Its just, she's trying to get back at me, you know." Sarah scowled a bit.

"Let her, she'll just dig her own hole and lie in it, won't she?" Lydia scowled right back as she unbuttoned her shirt.

"But with Jeremy, of all people." Sarah shook her head.

"What's so special about him?" Lydia was a bit frustrated they'd have to even bring him up.

"He's Will for one thing and..and, he was my boyfriend." Sarah nursed her bottom lip.

"But he didn't make you happy, now did he?" Lydia smirked. "I do."

"Yes." Sarah didn't want to say it as Lydia touched her cheek and drew her in with a lovely long kiss.

"That's behind you, now." Lydia sighed and they kissed a bit more before they undressed each other. With each touch, Lydia could sense Sarah wanted her more. It was best to forget what was out there looming and just be there for each other.

It made her even more hungry that Sarah reacted more the way she wanted. Finding her to explore with each kiss and she took in her nipples and belly, prodding so deliciately with her tongue. Truly it felt they could be one. Lydia laid back in satisfaction. Sarah was coming around to be one of her best lovers.

lick a cigarette

2009-04-30T02:47:00.004-05:00

Zoe pressed her lips against the cigarette as she walked away into the twilight. It pleased her that she'd left what she came for. Jamie slept soundly now.

It gave her a new strut, perhaps. She felt empowered. Really she was past the needy stuff. Didn't want to think about how Sarah had gone off with Lydia like she had. If she wanted to sell herself completely out to the other side. ..so be it. Zoe still knew how to have fun. She knew how to find it. She knew what to do with it, once it was in reach.

But as she came to the Black Cat she almost lost it. There was Sarah and Lydia out for a drink. She wouldn't squirm.

"Can I join you?" She put on a brave face and knew she could go numb if she had a few shot of something in her system.

"I suppose," Sarah gave her a nasty look and Lydia was as bitchy as she ever was. Honestly, just what did Sarah see in her?

Lydia went for the drinks and left them alone.

"Am I to damn sweet for you, is that it?" Zoe finally put her cigarette out before someone had to tell her too.

"Lydia's different than you, all right. She's totally devoted to me, unlike you." Sarah gave her demon look to Zoe then.

"You really are the helpless one in this, aren't you? You say you're bloody brilliant with all those emotions of yours. Sensitive and shit. You're just a child. That's all." Zoe scowled then wishing she'd never stepped into the pub. "I hope you're happy." She swallowed back the tears and drank down the shot of tequila as soon as Lydia came with them. She drank every-one's, quick as she could, and hopped off the stool.

Just then she saw Jeremy walk into the men's rest room. She followed right behind him, and locked the door behind her. She stood there waiting while he took a pee.

"Will," Zoe said to him as he was zipping up.

"Zoe?" Jeremy looked back at her startled. "What are you doing here?"

"Don't you miss me, Will?" Zoe squinted tears.

"I'd rather you not call me that." Jeremy came closer then. "Its Jeremy now."

"OK." She looked him straight in the eye then. Before he had a chance to say another word she kissed him hard, pushing him back in the stall.

It was there she got into his jeans, stroking him hard, and she smiled with satisfaction.

"I want to come home with you. Don't make me go back to the hall. I can't do it. I won't." She pleaded.

"Zoe," Jeremy winced his eyes shut.

"I could be good for you. I would. I promise." She pressed his cock more to the point of almost bursting until she took it in her mouth and licked him as if she'd give him his own porn movie if he'd only open his eyes, but he didn't. Soon she felt his body give in, and she knew she had him exactly where she wanted him.

no fault of his own

2009-04-28T01:49:00.002-05:00

How did she do it?

Honestly, Jamie didn't want to put much thought into it. After all she was drunk and quite possibly seduction was over rated. She couldn't be like that, he thought now, back at his place the next day.

Alone.

She'd touched him all right. Got right down to the core of it, in fact. And it wasn't suppose to be. It couldn't. Never happened in all his day. A woman. No. Never.

He wanted to shit his pants. This was disgusting. Wasn't it?

Well, never again. Never. Not gonna happen. These were things that wrapped around Jamie's brain. He'd been bullied into a lot of things in this existence. But not this. This was out of the question. Yet her softness got to him of Zoe's. It was like falling into a cloud of pleasure. And it had happened quite suddenly as he'd seen her angelic eyes under the street light. Her playful smile, and that hand of her, sweeping under his shirt and pinching his nipple so as she kissed him with delight. All the while Jeremy drove out in traffic just to get her home, safely.

Unbelievable.

He'd done his best to make up for it with Jeremy. His cock had been hard as a stone wishing for her and fucking Jeremy furiously. But it still wasn't enough. Not really. Not like he wanted.

This was not suppose to be happening. He could only hope time would work it out for him. It would have to.

But then a knock came to his door. It caught him off guard. Yet he knew who it might be.

"How did you find me?" It was Zoe. Naturally.

She only smiled and leaned back against his door that she shut tight behind her. There wasn't a need to say anything. Especially when she popped the snaps open of her black cowboy shirt. Exposing her tits to him. It was like a present. So new to him, he couldn't resist to touch them. They Frenched then, and soon his hand was riding up her skirt to explore just what did she have to offer. She didn't have on undies.

It didn't take long to undress and fall back into his bed that was barely big enough for the both of them. He took in the perfume of her body, and it fasinated him how much she really wanted him. Only just to be fingered would not do. She quivered so when he sucked her off. It pleased him he could make her his puppet as he wanted.

Finally, he rested his chin just above her pelvic area and admired the landscape of her body.

"Why won't you fuck me?" She still seemed rather sad.

"Dunno, doubt I'd cum." He was matter a fact about it.

"Would it bother you, if you did?" Zoe was serious.

"Whats this really about?" Jamie wanted to know her motives.

"Can't you just shut it, and do it?" Zoe sighed.

Jamie smiled as he climbed up on her and tasted her tits once more. Her longing was so pulsating as he drew her in more. Finally, he pressed in, much slower than he imagined he would. Happines purged through him, nudging on. His teeth nashed, pulling her in to set up on the pillows so he could see her face. Her moans only delighted him more. He wrapped himself tightly around her, thinking how sad he'd be once it was over.

couldn't it be a blast

2009-04-25T02:32:00.002-05:00

"So where do you want us take you, Zoe?" She heard the question, but all Zoe could do was stare in shock of Jamie. She hadn't expected Jeremy to be with someone so completely sexual. She didn't know what to say.

"I don't feel like going back to the hall right yet, you know." She sucked in a breath.

"Right," Jeremy nodded. "I don't care how you're feeling. You need some sleep. You have to go there. That's where you belong."

"Is it?" She was still in a daze. Jamie was captivating. Didn't he sense what she might want?

She looped her arm around Jamie's and then Jeremy's as they strolled to the car.

"I believe this could be something quite brilliant." She smiled not sure if it were herself talking or the alcohol. "I'm rather awake, you know."

"Pity, really." Jamie winced.

"I don't believe you." Zoe swayed into him, hoping for a little kiss from Jamie, but he pulled away just in the nick of time.

"Zoe, please, behave yourself, will you?" Jeremy opened the car to the back seat.

Of course, Zoe had to put up a fuss then. She swore she'd bust herself out somehow if Jamie didn't sit with her. Finally Jamie went a long with it just to keep the peace.

Zoe smiled in satisfaction. A few minutes with Jamie. She had to make the most of them.

a teardrop

2009-04-22T02:08:00.003-05:00

Jeremy was in bed with Jamie. Still close and very warm in touch with the pulse of their bodies. There was no way he could pull himself away. He knew his cell was going off while he was getting it from Jamie.

"Who's that?" Jamie took the liberty to find out as he reached for the cell that was close to him.

Jeremy's eyes lit, knowing he'd rather have Jamie's lips touching his body than questioning him about phone calls.

"Zoe?" Jamie winced.

"Just an old friend." Jeremy sighed laying back on his pillow, thinking his cock would wane soon if the conversation didn't stop. "Its nothing."

"She needs a ride."

"What?" Zoe was spoiling this mood by leaps and bounds. "She could call a taxi."

"She added a teardrop to the text." Jamie looked at him.

"Shit." He might as well get on some pants and get her. Jeremy sat up then feeling a bit wounded that his night of passion couldn't go on with Jamie. "You want to come?"

"I thought that's what I was doing?" Jamie smirked.

Jeremy was quiet as he got dressed.

"It would be better if we did this together. You know, I think she'd get the hint then. She's on a break from someone. I'm sure once that gets all sorted, I'll never hear from her again." Jeremy just shrugged.

"All right." Jamie reached for his pants and slid into a dark T and had himself a cigarette. Zoe had definitely killed the mood.

"It'll be a one time deal. I'm sure of it."

Jamie just nodded. Jeremy wasn't sure if Jamie believed him. He supposed they were all right when Jamie handed him over the cigarette so Jeremy could take a smoke while Jamie combed his hair out with his fingers.

"This better be bloody well worth it." Jamie told him.

"How do you mean?" Jeremy winced.

"Don't want any trouble out of a lass. She hadn't better think you're to her rescue, every bleeding moment, you know." Jamie scowled.

"I doubt that, I tried to kill her once. I don't think she's forgotten that completely." Jeremy shrugged.

"You really fascinate me more when you talk shit like that, you know, luv." Jamie Frenched him then. Jeremy so wished they were back in bed as they kissed more. Damn, Zoe.

wait for it

2009-04-16T07:50:00.003-05:00

Zoe still wasn't sure how she felt about so many things. Of course, Jeremy reminded her of Will so much. He was really Will, but then he wasn't. Not anymore. Something had changed about him. She guessed. Well, he was gay now.

Still she was at a loss for words for so many things. There had been great changes in her life as well. Here Jeremy had thought she'd had a kid. Started a family. She was none of those. She would never be none of those. Zoe was beginning to think.

But the harsh reality had set in. This thing with Sarah.

Late, after the Loft was about to close and Ravi seemed to be the only one around, Zoe found herself asking, "How do you do it?"

"Do what?" Ravi just furrowed his brow.

"You know, the threesome."

He acted as if he didn't know what she meant. Something, there were no answers to, she supposed.

"I think you should finish that drink of yours and head home," Ravi said as if he had no time for a drunk girl.

"Really, I can take it or leave your stupid drinks, you know. I'm just curious. Is it an everyday thing? You, Nancy and Kris?" She stared at him intently, not sure if she wanted to imagine it or not. "Does anyone get hurt?"

"All the time." He grinned. "You know, Kris is a moody cow and Nancy isn't a whole lot better."

Zoe didn't like the sound of that. She stared at her drink for some time then. The next thing she knew he had the house phone next to her.

"Hadn't you better call someone for a ride home, perhaps?"

She looked up at him with sad eyes. Really, there was no one to call. Sarah was with Lydia. She could sense it. She just knew. No one had to tell her.

"I have my cell, you know." Zoe was sure she could take care of herself, on her own.

"Then why don't you use it." He didn't let down that she could just slum here to her likening.

"Very well." Zoe sighed. She got out her cell.

She hadn't noticed the text from Jeremy. It was just a simple thing. "are you all right?"

Well, she wasn't. She smiled. Perhaps he could change that. She'd call him right now.

baths in bedrooms

2009-04-08T02:10:00.003-05:00

Well...of course it wasn't over. It had just begun. According to Sarah. Sure she liked how Lydia had taken the inititive. But could she let her be the one as leader of the pack. Sarah didn't think so.

They found a bed and breakfast rather quickly. Forget breakfast.

Sarah stretched back in the hot bath so Lydia could see all of her and she could see all of Lydia before she stepped in between Sarah's legs.

"Honestly, why aren't more baths in the bedroom." Sarah's smiled wrapping her damp warm skin around Lydia.

It was one of those old places. The bathtub its self was rather ancient on clawed feet.

Sarah kissed Lydia's back as she brought Sarah's hand up to touch Lydia's tight nipples. Sarah was delighed by Lydia's hunger as she turned to find Sarah's lips then. Finally they got around to soaping each other up. It just left Sarah wanting more as they kissed deeply.

The hot water left Sarah so relaxed. She so wanted to fuck something.

"Wait," Lydia told her, but she sucked at Sarah's tits. She could already feel herself melting around Lydia's tongue.

They got out then and wrapped in their white fluffy robes. Naturally Lydia pushed Sarah back on the bed and unwrapped her robe, drawing her index finger down her chest, pushing it between her pubes until she found the core of her sex, just throbing for Lydia.

It was so unexpected what Lydia did next. She fell back then on her pillow and gave Sarah a taste of her own sex on the tip of her finger.

after dinner

2009-04-07T01:55:00.004-05:00

So much for their date.

Jeremy guess it wasn't meant to be. He ended up in bed with Jamie at his place.

Obviously, he wanted to laugh watching Jamie eat, earlier at the Gnash. He slid everything all his knife could hold and shoveled it in. As awful that might have seemed by anyone proper, Jamie did it in the most graceful way. Jeremy might have lost his appetite for food, but it grew for other things.

First it was just going to be television and a glass of wine. Of course, Jamie had a few cigarettes of his own to pass along.

"I've had them forever," he'd looked at Jeremy as if he'd wanted to eat him with heavy cream on the side. He blew smoke rings and kept staring at Jeremy as if the moment hadn't arrived completely, but he could some how savory it, until it did.

Jeremy had shared a cigarette with him and before he knew it -they were passing the bottle of red wine back and forth. Drinking with great fun as if it was truly a party, after all. Jeremy was so sure there might be singing and dancing any moment, but instead Jamie kissed him after he peeled his shirt off him.

His kiss was filled with laughter. And it was contagious.

Next thing he knew, they were bumping into Jeremy's bed. The bed you could bounce a coin on, but now Jamie had unmade it completely with the covers on the floor and not a stitch of clothes near.

Jeremy just knew he would have a chance adore his body, but as it was Jamie had taken him, slowly and so pure like a hot liquid that just got under Jeremy's skin. He couldn't get enough of him. It was true, Jamie rocked his world as he sank deep into Jeremy. It was a slow burn that left Jeremy shaking ever so slightly. And when he heard Jamie's moan, Jeremy drew in a breath. He couldn't wait until next time.

in the woods

2009-04-05T03:40:00.002-05:00

Lydia liked to think of herself as liberating Sarah. Well, someone had too.

"But you're cranky in the morning," Lydia insisted. "You need to embrace a new day." Wasn't that being positive at its best? And couldn't she be positive that she was the best thing Sarah had yet?

"I don't want you having any second thoughts." Lydia told her. "You won't regret it. I promise."

But that was days ago. When the fun was in progress, when their bed was a playground and all those smiles.

"Come on, we need to get back to nature," That would be a ticket, a hike into the forest and a campout. "This will just make us stronger." So Lydia had done the packing and the planning. All Sarah had to do was be there.

But of course, it was a dismal day and it was a bit rainy. Of course, Sarah's face swelled with a bitter frown.

"I don't like it." She'd been on bad behavior from the get go.

"Why not?" They'd been in the car then and Lydia hadn't waited for an answer. She'd kissed her troubles away instead and got Sarah back in her good graces. "It'll be lovely out there. Once we find our spot and each other." Lydia remained true to herself. Wasn't this easy for Sarah?

Of course, they trudged on down the trail into the wilderness past the glen. Wasn't this where fairies had found a safe haven and love had some how been tucked under the mystery of darkness and the spontantity of flowers and green clover.

If it hadn't been so cold, Lydia was sure she would have gotten naked on the way. As it was, it was earl spring and they stayed pretty much huddled together pulling each other out of the mud.

"Bugger!" Sarah had came out of her boot. The mud cemented around the ankle of it. "Can't we go back to the car?"

"No." Lydia wouldn't hear of it. They were half way there. They'd have their moment in the forest or else.

"I'm not certain I like your attitude." Sarah scowled.

"And I'm beginning to think you have no balls." Lydia smirked back. "Come on, you have to find your self-reliance. I'm beginning to think you only bank on others, Sarah."

"Well, I have mates, you know. I'm a very good mate. Truly I am!" Sarah spewed as Lydia hiked up the trail leaving Sarah to her own devices. Naturally, Sarah got her boot out of the mud and high tailed it back to the car.

Lydia just rolled her eyes. She thought about going it on her own. But what would be the point. Soon she made her way back too, just to find Sarah in the back seat shivering.

"Happy now?" Lydia asked getting in the front seat of the driver's side.

"No." Sarah could barely spit out the word.

"I just wanted us to have adventures, together." Lydia felt like crying as she looked out into the wide open space, far from the city.

"I know." Sarah barely said above a whisper.

Lydia just frowned that she was far from perfection to be one with nature. Just then she felt Sarah's hand crawl under her damp plain white T. Sarah's lips touched the side of her cheek. Lydia closed her eyes, thinking maybe this wasn't over yet.

promise

2009-04-04T01:39:00.003-05:00

Father Kieron felt he was between a rock and a very hard on when it came to Ste. Yes, he felt quite miserable without him. Really, nothing had been the same since that bus hit Ste.

He'd seen him a few times. Mostly in the beginning when it first happened. He'd sat with him like a good priest would. Of course, there were those moments of weakness that he'd touched him when no was there. He just had to see if the equipment was still working. And it was.

Of course, he'd done his best not to get carried away. Naturally, Ste wasn't exactly in the real of reality yet and he so missed that part of him too. He'd really gone back to teaching for the most part, trying his best to let Ste go, but he couldn't.

It was just the thought to have things as they were. But it would never be, would it?

Oh, he never let Ste sleep alone. Perhaps he had a face of an angel, but sometimes, being a criminal still got the best of him. He'd made himself a key for the boarding house so he could creep in late at night and be with Ste for the most part.

It was just his way of bringing him around, perhaps. Yet, it was the notion, he felt sure helped him more. He had to warm Ste's cold body somehow. Some day, perhaps the pilot light would kick on and Ste would know where he was.

But as it was....

There was a moment of clarity when Ste smiled at him in the moonlight and touched his face.

"Do I know you?" He'd asked weakly.

"Well, of course you do." Kieron had winced with a smile. And he saw something so alive in him as they touched, and Kieron wasn't the only one with a stiffy. Stimulation was therapeutic wasn't it?

He knew then when he went down on Ste that he was the best thing that happened to him since John Paul had left. It was a promise he could keep to himself. Always. This was one...he wasn't going to let get away.

cruel intentions

2009-04-02T08:16:00.005-05:00

Jeremy aka Will thought it would be the end when Zoe found him in the library. He wasn't sure what he could say over all this time. Nothing.

Yes, there was a time he might have calculated to whisk her away, go to Canada, start a new life. But that felt like ancient history now. She was never all he'd hoped she'd be. He was so over Zoe. And to think there was a time he could have thrown her from the roof, but he didn't.

She looked him over as if she might have some old business to take care of, but the more he waited to hear of it..... there was only one word on her mind. "Sarah."

"Have you seen her?" She looked hurt.

He had an inkling what it was about, but not definite. It seemed Sarah kept secrets from him too. He thought it had all been about shopping. He knew the modeling gigs hadn't exactly worked out. Someone else had been preoccupying her time. Zoe.

"Not for some time." He winced. "You know that's over, don't you?"

"Yeah." She just nodded as if she didn't want to dwell on his past with Sarah. Didn't want to say that she knew he'd been with her for months. "I take it. It didn't end so badly."

"Better than expected," he just smiled. "She is quite bossy, now isn't she?"

"But I like that about her," she then said.

"That makes one of us, I suppose." Jeremy sighed. His days of being Will were over. It was all so fuzzy still about Zoe's past with Mr. Barnes, the baby and Sarah. He was sure it must have been awkward and wished not to bring it up. "I take it she's back in class. And you?"

"Yes." She would barely look at him though. "Its just, I'm not sure where to go from here. I think Sarah has moved on."

"Really?" Well, Jeremy assumed as much. "But not with you?"

"It breaks my heart, to know what she's done to me," Zoe crumbled and Jeremy caught her just in time for her to cry into his chest to leave a wet spot on his sweater. "Its Lydia." She blurted.

"Lydia?" He didn't know her, but he hugged Zoe as an old lover would do. "I want to get her back, but I don't know how."

"And you think I could tell you?" He smiled.

She shook her head.

"I'm sure there must be a way to be the other woman in this trist. It just might take a little time. But you'd have to really want it, you know."

She looked up into his eyes as if she was ready to listen.

Jeremy pursed his lips. He hope this wouldn't endanger his own new relationship with Jamie. This would definitely have to be a delicate matter.

a kiss

2009-03-29T01:07:00.003-05:00

Anita hadn't exactly shared it with Lauren. She wanted to. She really did, but it would sound funny, she thought now as she sat in her room. Alone. Wondering if it had been something just silly now.

Teresa had kissed her. They'd Frenched. It was a while ago. And Teresa might have been high at the time, but Teresa had thought it a reasonable thing to do at an unreasonable time.

"Why can't you go with me?" There had a been a party and Anita was so timid. She couldn't even get ready for the party.

"There will be spin the bottle." Anita had looked at her frustrated, putting her hands over her eyes.

"So." Teresa just rolled her eyes. "You are such a baby."

"No, I'm not." Anita looked at her coldly. Teresa was her friend. How could she say such things.

"You've never kissed a boy, have you?" Teresa knew.

"So."

"Oh please, just put your lips together-" Teresa grabbed both of her hands and they'd landed on Anita's bed. "All right, there is more to it than that, but you just go for it. All right. You have to be confident. It has to be real."

Anita had just nodded, closing her eyes. That's when it happened. Teresa had kissed her.

It was quick and quite painless.

"You should have kept your eyes open." Teresa told her, meaning they had to do it again. "You have to mean business. Add a little pressure." Simple as that.

But on the third try, Teresa added the tongue.

Anita was shocked. It was strange and yet wonderful.

"That was your tongue?" Anita stared at Teresa as if she was the authority on such things.

"No silly, it was a jaw breaker," Teresa laughed at her.

"You're really quite new at this, aren't you?" Teresa kept staring at Anita as if this was quite interesting.

Anita just nodded.

"Well, we could practice more if you like." Teresa was up for that.

Anita guessed.

"I really haven't kissed a girl, you know." Teresa sighed. "I'm only doing this to help you out. Nothing more."

Anita nodded.

So it was moving quite nicely. Perhaps quickly. There were other things to remember. Touching.

"It can be quite horrible," Teresa informed her. "Some, just want to maul you." She cuddled Anita then as they leaned back against the princess headboard of the bed.

Anita was sure what she felt for Teresa since. Of course, she was sure Teresa didn't even remember. She was like that. And that made Anita all the more sad.

not required

2009-03-28T01:39:00.002-05:00

At the end of the day, Jamie knew he should be tired. Only he never quite tired of Jeremy.

It felt a long time coming, actually. He was ready for a change. And he'd live on as little as it took. And he had. Taking the grub from the boarding house. Living with no book to his name and perhaps one change of clothes as it was. Somehow he was going to get his life back. Perhaps even get back in the good graces of his brother's as well.

Something like that.

He so wanted to make himself work for it, and now he had a job at the library. He suppose the kiss got him what he wanted. Only, it was more of a last minute thing. Didn't think he would actually be back. He just wanted to leave a lasting impression with Jeremy, perhaps. Or the fact that he really wanted someone, and that someone was Jeremy.

Not that Jeremy knew him as a hot head or a deal breaker, but someone quiet and possibly a bit restless. But so was he. Not that he wanted to share any of his secrets with Jeremy nor did he want to expose any of his acquaintence.

Yet there was always time to share a bit of himself with him in the office.

"Why do you suppose its like this?" It always started with a good long heart snog. Nothing pretentious about it. It wasn't like anyone notices. They had each other on the leather couch which Jamie supposed now was paid for by the good citizens fo the village. After all, it was their library.

"You don't dwell on this a lot, now do you?" Jamie had his arm around Jeremy and he couldn't help but toy with his tits while they kissed.

"Not always." Jeremy seemed a bit sad about it.

"More than I do, I take it," Jamie just smiled. Weren't they just enjoying each other's company.

"I can't get enough of you, and you know it, and I don't even know why you'd want it, with me when I'm sure someone out there has adored you and perhaps wants to once again." Jeremy sounded that it wasn't possible that this could be happening. The two of them. Together.

"I'm not perfect," Jamie told him. "I'm rather common, you know."

"So," Jeremy winced.

"Then lets shut it, will we." His fingers slid through Jeremy's locks. They kissed deeply then. "Perhaps we need to up it notch."

"A notch?" Jeremy looked as if he didn't have a clue.

"Look, do you want to go back to my place have go at it." Jamie offered.

"That's all it would be, is it?" Jeremy didn't sound fond of that.

"Then what is it?" Jamie wished he hadn't asked. There were better things to do, even on a leather couch you might stick too.

"Maybe it could be more proper." Jeremy admitted.

"Proper? Like what? A date?" Jamie squinted.

"Yeah," Jeremy smiled as if it might be something different for the both of them.

"I dunno. A date?" It sounded too much like school, somehow. People would see them. He was generally just a nasty secret.

"Does that sound so horrifying?" Jeremy wondered.

"No. I guess not. Its just I'm not really dating material." Jamie scowled slightly.

"But I think you are." Jeremy kissed him again, and he pressed his fingers down into his pants.

"Really, its not required, if you know what I mean." Jamie grinned. He was starving, but it wasn't for dinner.

on a different planet

2009-03-25T02:56:00.003-05:00

Honestly, Sarah couldn't think straight. She couldn't imagine what might come next. In all seriousness, she knew exactly how it felt to be on the other side of all this muck going on.

True, she hadn't liked it at all when she found out what was going down between Craig and John Paul. She'd never been the same. Seething in anger and feeling so left out.

And now here she was with Lydia.

Yes, she felt certain she knew Lydia's lips now. Zoe had done nothing to stop them. It was as if she was in a fog of some sort when it happened. Zoe hadn't yelled anything.

It really ate at Sarah now. Although, it had been so amazing being left alone with Lydia. Of course, it hadn't happened that suddenly.

Sarah had broke away from the sudden kiss with Lydia and went back to her room to be alone. She'd cried herself asleep a short time, afterwards. It was as if nothing would be possibly certain again.

Why was it like this? So frustrating with Zoe. It didn't need to be so complicated. Really?

And then she saw Lydia standing there in her room. Sarah had just given her a sour look that she was so wrong. Totally wrong. But instead Lydia had cuddled with her the longest time. It was sweet. When they started kissing, Sarah felt better and wanting more. Her body seemed to know what she needed more than she did. So did Lydia, who undressed her, after awhile with her lips so tentive there in the candle light.

Each kiss drove a little deeper as she fingered her, pushing more pain yet wanting more pleasure from Lydia's mouth. Nibbling ever so steady between the crevice of her pubics. She couldn't help but to spread her legs more. Her sex pulsed through her and it was intense yet so amazing. Sarah couldn't help but want to explore this joy rising through her.

She loved how Lydia's locks fell against her inner thigh. How she pushed her fingers through Lydia's hair, and she so lovingly pressed onward with her tongue, rocking her clit into a different orbit. It was true, Sarah was so far from the person she used to be, and she felt all the better for it.

Naturally, Lydia broke every wall down that she might have tried her best to hide away when in fact Sarah just wanted more. A shiver ran through her. Again and again.

Sarah was so give out she wasn't sure if she could even lift her head up as she felt Lydia's bare skin next to hers. Somehow, she had to try to give something back.

one by one

2009-03-20T02:10:00.004-05:00

It appeared to Jeremy that there still was an awful lot not getting done at the library. He knew Newt was doing his best with getting books back on the shelf. Some of the time he'd see Lauren about, but her schedule was unusual as of late. He hadn't questioned it. She was just a beginner after all on the floor of the library.

Still he needed another shelver, and of course some of his usual volunteers would make time, but he had to face fact, Mrs. Kramer was pushing 80. He couldn't have her over doing it. Besides she was just a volunteer. He needed to find someone.

As it was he was practically camping out at the library lately. It was just unbearable to be alone at home. Spike across the way. Really, they'd not seen eye to eye on much lately. He hoped never to be drawn in to Spike's games ever again. And he certainly couldn't wedge himself between Simon and Josh. After all, if anyone could be the winner for best couple in the village, it would be those two. And the thought of getting back with Sarah was just a lost cause. Eventually, she'd perhaps get all her stuff out sooner or later. It was just later, evidently. So there it was. This open space waiting for someone. Really, Jeremy didn't want it to be that way. Perhaps he'd just get lucky with library help or something else.

And then Jamie Dean walked into his life.

It was rather unexpected. After all, he hadn't a clue what he wanted.

"Well, something not stressful." Jamie sighed. "Just thought I might hang on a bit. See to my brother, that is."

"That's the only reason why you came back to the village?" They'd had a quaint conversation when Jamie came in to look through the halls of books. Preferably, he was looking for the classics. None of this modern crap.

Anyway he'd made Jeremy smile.

"What's so funny, then?" He was rather smart mouth. Nothing like Jeremy had seen come through the doors of the library.

"Nothing. Just curious if you even like libraries." Jeremy shrugged, studying him over wondering which sex he might fancy most. He hated to jump to conclusions, but the fact remained Jeremy couldn't stop himself fantasying his lips on his. He was rather unsettling and yet exhilarating as well.

"I've spent some time in a few. Always find refuge to be surrounded by books." Jamie just gave him a stare.

"Me too."

"Besides, keeps me out of trouble." Jamie shrugged.

"Does it now?" Jeremy couldn't help but grin. He just couldn't help but to stare back into that intense face of his. In fact Jeremy wanted to study all of him.

He felt terrible of the thought. Had it been that long since no one. But Jeremy turned away last minute. He was afraid he would go into all this wrong once again. It seemed to be his luck.

"Well, I will leave you two alone." Jeremy pushed his hands deep in the pockets of his trousers and walked away. He supposed it was best to dream of it, than to actually do it. Perhaps he wasn't Jamie's type.

"Would you have any opportunities here?" Jamie wanted to know before Jeremy could go.

"Opportunities?" Jeremy turned back to him.

"Probably not." Jamie looked a bit sad about it, yet it seemed he was used to such things.

"We do need some help," Jeremy nodded. "Just shelving. Part-time."

"Seriously?"

"You would be interested?" Jeremy just gave him a stare.

"Completely." Jamie stared back with a smile.

Jeremy just smiled.

Jamie moved closer then and his fingers came around Jeremy's face. He kissed him madly then, pushing him against the shelves of books. As they tumbled one by one, Jeremy hadn't been this happiest in a long time.

one night

2009-03-12T01:38:00.005-05:00

It was true. Sarah hadn't been there for her sister nor her niece lately. So much had happened. So much was on her mind. What was she to do? Her modeling career practically in the crapper. Having to teach dance now. What ever had happened?

1. she fell in love with her dad's mistress.

2. her boyfriend Will just wasn't who she thought he was.

3. she'd found out he'd been sleeping with his mate across the hall. Spike.

4. he was an impostor. after all, Jeremy was actually Will.

It was quite a mess with Zoe. Were they on or off?

It really was hit or miss with her, lately. You know, could it work? Being together. More than mates. True, they'd had a talk. About their feelings for each other. Only nothing had really happened sense.

"Well, what the fuck are you waiting for?" Lydia asked one night when no one was drunk, and no one was seriously talking of anything else at the halls.

Sarah couldn't imagine what she was getting at? Was she interested in Zoe was this what this was all about?

It was as if the mood had to hit her. Like a certain moment of the month or week. Perhaps it was just the moon. Perhaps it was like the nine lives a cat that was actually a witch. Although, Sarah wouldn't mention her belief in witches tales or that of late she'd really become vegan and went to Wicca workshops.

"Why all the haste?" Sarah snapped back with baited breath. "If it happens it happens." Sarah lit in to her that it was none of her business what went on with her and Zoe.

"You need to make it official, you know." Lydia was like that. So by the book. "You two need'n drink so much when you get together."

"Well, I like a good stiff drink, don't you, Zoe?" Really, Zoe had said nothing but looked at them both as if she didn't know what they were even going on about.

"I suppose," Zoe said in a dull way as if maybe she didn't fancy this talk.

"Just leave us alone." Sarah would put a stop to Lydia and all her rant about how they should and shouldn't be. "We are far different from you. Beside, I like a good cock every once in while, don't you, Zoe?"

Zoe didn't say.

"Well, don't you?" Sarah gave her a sour look then.

It was true then. Lydia was moving in on Zoe. So that's how it was, was it?

Sarah was certain she'd be left in the cold. Zoe evidently was moving to the other side. Not in the middle as they were. Not something short and sweet and every so often.

Sarah was truly steamed. Truly a mess. She was ready to stomp her foot down and say she didn't care. And say, 'well, its over, is that it?'

But then Lydia grabbed Sarah's shoulders and looked at her so stern. As if she was the one with the power. The one who'd have to settle it. That's when she kissed Sarah, and it took her breath away.

the den of thoughts

2009-03-08T01:58:00.003-06:00

Rhys couldn't explain it, but what the world had happened to his life. One moment he'd been engaged to Sasha and the next it was as if he was the lowest of the lowest in Hollyoaks. Even his folks were ashamed of him.

What had he done this time?

Why did it always boil down to the right lass? Huh?

He swore Gilly had gone gay on him. He was living with Freddie and his sister now, and it seemed that was the company he kept. The likes of Freddie. What was really going on there?

And had he seen Sarah actually snogging Zoe. Woo, now that put him under. This village was a might upside down in his eyes. And nothing had been the same since for him since meeting Francesca that he thought of as his own Frannie even for a short while. One off in the loo.

True, it might have been far from being fab, but still it was truly amazing. And perhaps, it had been the right thing to do. He would have cheated on Sasha sooner or later. Even if she didn't give him the time of day now, well, he'd done her favor, now hadn't he?

But that even felt like a lost cause now, he just couldn't seem to find himself. Would it always be that way? Would he ever know love? Would it always be lost?

He'd tried calling Frannie endlessly, but she never took his calls. God knows, where she might be.

Why couldn't it have been a real relationship? The timing never seemed right. And he knew what he did was not they way he wanted it, it was just the fact they might never be this way again. He was beginning to believe it, too.

What was a bloke to do in his case? Be pulled in to the next thing that would have him?

So he was going under. And fast. It felt like murky waters, pulling him down. Farther and farther. He might never come up for air again. Like a thick path of darkness. It was about to finish him off until it was sleep.

And then he woke up and found out where he'd been and what was.

"Craig! What are you doing here!"

It was a shit hole of a hostle as that. A bed of druggies and they might as well have came up through the loo to get here. Neither one really looked themselves. Just what sort of diseases were they getting in to?

"What, mate?" Craig looked as dazed and confused as Rhys felt. "You were all right with it earlier."

"All right? Don't believe so, what's got in to you?" He was daft perhaps. Aching head, to say the least. Were there snakes here? He couldn't believe his eyes as he got to his feet and looked for his clothes.

"What's got in to you?" Craig grinned. He pulled Rhys back down on the mattress on the floor. Afterall, Rhys was a might dizzy and couldn't quite walk straight as it was.

"I don't quite understand?" Rhys sat baffled.

"You are just a stupid shit, now aren't you?" Craig's open grin was a bit more than nasty.

"I don't know if I like your attitude." Rhys winced, wishing he was anywhere than here. It was a right uncomfortable.

"Yeah, well, you are just a little boy, deep down, just the heart of one. You haven't a clue yet to who you are, and I think you like it like that." Craig lit a little homemade cigarette and took a puff then handed it over to Rhys who took a good long drag. It was the good stuff. "But you can hang out with until you get it right."

"What right?" Rhys squinted hard.

"Oh, you'll know, mate. You'll know." Craig wrapped his arm around Rhy's neck then. He was more than happy to see him.

all that really matters

2009-03-05T01:22:00.004-06:00

When Leila awoke, she couldn't figure out where she was. Perhaps a hostel or the old factory, even. She didn't recognize it.

"What do you want with me?" She scowled crawling back on her elbows next to the cold grungy wall. She stared at him then wishing she could hide under her flowy dress.

"Actually, you're in dire need of a makeover, of some kind." He smiled. Almost laughing. "You'd think as an artist, you'd know better."

"I don't know you," Leila was scared. "What do you want!" She tried to get up, but she staggered. "What have done to me!"

"Really, this is so typical," Mitchie rolled his eyes then. "I've sat right behind you these last few months and you haven't an inkling who I am. You are so oblivious to everything around you, but what you want. That's all that matters to you, isn't it?"

"That's not true." She cringed. Her head hurt. She felt physically ill.

"You're the big sis and all, but its your own reputation you're worried about. You could care less about Anita. And you really do stink. Even your paintings." He grinned then. "I quite hate you, so much."

Leila bit her bottom lip. What was he going to do? Why couldn't she remember him? Mitchie. Maybe that wasn't even his real name.

He pushed her up by her shoulders then. Mitchie kissed her. "I guess you're all mine, then."

any moment

2009-03-02T01:47:00.003-06:00

Truth be told, Leila couldn't remember him to save her life. But there he was, waiting for her after class.

Of course, she disliked anyone trying to whistle her over. Whisper her name. She hated it. He was definitely not her type. Really. And she knew her type. Most definitely, but there he was acting as if they were picking up right where they left off.

"What did you say your name was again?" She wished she hadn't asked. It was frustrating to say the least.

"Mitchie," he smiled at her as if she was suppose to know. What world had he came from.

"Oh, you don't really remember, do you?" His smile was genuine though. He looked the type to never have a mean bone in his body. It was rather unfortunately, that he looked so sweet and sincere.

"No." Leila shook her head, hugging herself. Really, she hadn't gone to that many parties now had she. She would have remembered this bloke since he was definitely no player. No Rhys Ashworth. Not even a sly Justin. It was all there in the open.

"Perhaps if I could by you a drink," Mitchie said. "I won't take that much of your time, you know. Just catching up with an old mate. Remember that field trip to Russia?"

Leila just squinted. Finally a grin exposed. "Yes, yes, I do." Only she didn't remember Mitchie.

They walked to the Black Cat then and Mitchie ordered her a white wine and himself a lager.

"I was quite shy then," he grinned. "Really, I'm doing my best to come out of my shell. Of course, we all of 15 then and well, you haven't changed a bit."

"Thanks, I-I"

"Metal mouth?" He pointed to his teeth. They were quite beautiful and straight now.

"Oh." Still didn't ring a bell. She couldn't think of anyone with braces. "So, how you been?" She kept studying his fair face. He could have been of royal blood for all she knew. A distant cousin to Prince William perhaps. God, why couldn't she remember him?

"I was in the States for a good bit," he nodded. "Its rather stressful, indeed. But I loved the food."

"I've always wanted to go to Canada," she sighed. "Well, I'd love to be anywhere there is art. Actually. Anywhere, but here, I sometimes think."

"Art?"

"Yes, I'm not studying law." She shrugged. "It insulted my father, but why try something you can't have a passion for."

"Absolutely," Mitchie agreed.

She drank her wine then. He sipped his lager. Lelia couldn't be sure who watched each other more. He was pleasant enough, truly. But she could get bored of it easily. She had a knack for that.

And then she started to get woozey. She hadn't expected it. They were at the Black Cat, for God's sakes. Couldn't anyone tell what was up? But all she could hear was chattering in the back ground that made so sense. Even Mitchie's words were barely much more than syllables. What was happening to her? Who was he? Was his name even Mitchie. She tried her best to keep her eyes on him. But it was so hard. She felt a deep sleep coming over her. And finally her eyes shut.

its been awhile

2009-02-28T01:37:00.004-06:00

Oddly, since Colin had got back to Hollyoaks, he kept thinking about Ste now. It was sad to see him that way. Nothing, perhaps. Nothing how he was. No ill wills. No anger seething about.

True he'd seen him at his best and his worst. And the sad thing was, he missed old Ste. How could he? The busted lip was now just a faint scar. Of course, if Ste took a liking, he'd have such good fun beating the hell out of him and then wanting Col more.

"I dunno if its suppose to really work that way," Colin had mentioned in the beginning when they were more than chums. Perhaps mates that had taken a wrong turn.

"Then what am I suppose to do, take you out for dinner and a movie?" Ste made it sound so preposterous.

"Not that I want you to spend a dime on me," Colin winced in pain on that occasion. "But must it always start with a row with you."

"That's not a row," Ste always insisted. "You need a good beat'n simple as that."

"Yeah, and you have a few screws ever so wound up or they've fallen out completely." Colin didn't like having this fear with him. Yet, it didn't feel right to have to dope up some lass either, just so it would work.

What sort of warped world did he live in? Was ii possible to find someone who could take you as you were? Without wanting to throw you down or be a wise ass about it. He didn't think it possible. Not for him.

Anyway

2009-02-25T01:21:00.004-06:00

Colin wanted so much for it to be going somewhere with Katy. Perhaps that's why they traveled so.

At first it was quite easy to get what he wanted from her. The taste of her sex, the feel of her tender skin next to his. It was as if he'd won the lottery perhaps. But really? Was fingering her enough. Was having his way with her all that would ever do?

True, there was no real substance in any of this. She'd come with him doped up and quite loopy. He loved the lie then. He did. It made him happy because she made him happy. Happy that she couldn't get enough of cock. She wanted to go at it everywhere. On the train. A bus. The taxi perhaps.

A view was never enough.

"We should have sex here," It seemed to be Katy's answer to everything. Perhaps it was just to hard to keep up. Keep it up. Somehow it got unnerving. She didn't love him. She never would. Not when he was left to his own devices without the drugs. Without the funds.

How long could he go at this game? What might have been mischief was now becoming sheer hell. This trip had somehow gotten out of control. Colin had thought he could handle anything with Katy. Anything. But the pills were wearing thin. Perhaps she was just use to them by now. Maybe he never wanted her, anyway.

one pill will do

2009-02-23T01:43:00.007-06:00

Honestly, Colin couldn't say what it was that got the momentum going again with Katy. Perhaps being shunned by Ste now. Or just this old feelings running through his veins.

And it was just by chance. Seriously. He hadn't planned a thing. Really, he hadn't a clue that day, her falling out with Zac nor that idea she had of wanting to get away. But he'd been down at the train station. Just hanging out. Looking for a little action for his cause. A boy had to do what a boy had to do to get by in this mean old world. And then she comes walking by.

He followed. Got next in line. Bought a ticket where she was going. And damn, if his luck hadn't changed. He sat right next to her on the train.

Oh, it had all been very innocent. He'd kept his little book of crappy poems he'd written to read. As if he had nothing better to do waiting all the while, just to get a bit under her skin perhaps. She didn't really need to know who he was now, did she?

"But you look so familiar, " she'd grinned. "Where do I know you from?" She looked him over, studied him a bit.

"Can't say I place you," He wasn't daft but stayed aloof, instead with just a taunt, bringing his hair back so she could have a good look at his dazzling eyes. "I've been to a party of two on campus."

This could be so casual, indeed. How could he sweeten it?

"You look as if you have a lot on your mind?" To think of the trouble he could put her through just made him smile as he put a little pill in her hand for her to clasp.

"What is this for?" She winced slightly.

"Nothing, I just thought you might need something to take the edge off." One little pill could do the trick. "Does traveling not suit you?"

"I travel." She bored him for the next twenty minutes about all the places she'd been.

"Well, then you are a big girl," Colin was wise enough to say. "But you still haven't said if you enjoy it?"

"I get nervous," she told him. "Besides, I suppose it was the right thing to do. Just leave. Let it alone, you know."

"No one knows you're going?"

She shook her head, no.

"Are you sure that was wise?"

"I need some time to myself, that's all." She'd nodded.

"I see." Colin shrugged. "But you don't think it was a mistake?"

She just frowned.

"Let me help you then." He was serious. Dead serious as he put yet another little pill in her hand. "I promise it'll make all your worries go away." And with that, he gave her a bottle of water and she took them.

it had to be

2009-02-20T01:27:00.003-06:00

How could Colin forget Ste so easily? They'd had a good time in the beginning.

"Do you even have an inkling what you're doing?" Colin laughed the first moment that Ste had kissed him. Perhaps it was just being high. Yeah, that was it. Nothing to it. But they made out as if it were new and oh so different.

Really, Colin wished he didn't like it so much. Hadn't meant too. After all, there was Katy to think about.

"And how is that going? Really?" Ste had given him the eye with his arm around Colin.

"Not very well," Colin winced. That was the end of that. Ste didn't say to forget about her, he just kissed Colin instead. Somehow, Colin had found his way in, and there didn't seem to be any going back when it came to Ste.

"I'll make it worth your while," Ste had told him, and he'd wanted him too.

Really, Colin couldn't remember anyone else this excited. It so pleased him just to see where it might go.

"I really dunno." All the while Ste was undressing him, caressing him, touching him. It was mind exploding. He felt so many pieces of himself when he was Ste, but he still wanted Katy. Ste couldn't change that.

Perhaps that's what had given Ste the silent treatment in the end. Other than the fact he didn't want a soul to know of their little pact. Colin had done his best to put that to rest.

"Then perhaps we should part," Colin felt it was best. Maybe they'd see each other from time to time, but Ste really had his little gang to run, and Colin wouldn't have a part of that. There had to be something better over the horizon. Just had to be.