"Shawn stop tickling me!" Trish whined as they walked in to the house that she shared with her mother. "Come on, Trish you know you want it. You want it more than I do." Shawn laughed into her ear, as they giggled their way to her room. Shawn leaned in to kiss her at her door, but Trish pulled away. "Shawn you know I'm not ready." "Shh," he moved her closer to the bed. "Don't say anything." She let him lay her down, but then tightened her belt. "Please Shawn," She begged him not to hurt her, but everytime she said anything he pushed her harder into the bed. He lifted her shoulders and pulled her shirt over her head. She fought the entire time to keep it on, but Michaels' was just too strong for her. He took an arm away to get situated but it gave her just enough time to roll away. She got the side of her bed and got to her feet, but not only was Shawn stronger than her, he was faster. He quickly tripped and knocked her down. "You want to make this hard, do you?" He held her down to the ground with one hand and took off his tight black shirt with the other. At that moment Trish succombed to his body, realizing that though she didn't know whether or not she wanted him emotionally, but she knew that she wanted him physically. She quietly, not sure of herself reached for his belt and unbuckled the black and green checkered leather belt. He held out his hand and helped her to her knees. "Kiss me Shawn." Shawn leaned into her and tenderly kissed her. He trusted her now that she hadn't like screamed when he kissed her, so he pulled away and stood. "You want to get back in the bed?" Trish nodded and reached out her hand for Shawn to help her to her feet. Once they were standing Trish pulled Shawn to her and deeply, passionately kissed him. At first his arms, that had been at his sides moved up her back, then around her waist, then back up and down her back, then back down around her waist at her tightened belt. "What's this?" He whimpered. "I think you snapped me into reality. I'm," She gasped. "Ready." He smiled at her and kissed her cheek.Once he stopped kissing her she smeiled then whispered. "My belt Shawn." He laughed and grabbbed her tighter. "Then, my pants Trish." They giggled and then layed down. As they layed back down, Shawn on top of her, Trish heard footsteps and whined. "What is it baby?" "My," she paused and looked away. "Mom." Shawn reached over and grabbed the comforter and threw it over them before her mother walked in. "Oh, Shawn you're still here?" "Oh, yeah, I'll be leaving in a little while." "Well, Trish you should be in bed by 1:00, so you should go home at 12:30, ok?" "Mom, he'll be leaving pretty quick." Ms. Stratus walked out of the room and shut the door. Shawn turned her towards him and leaned to kiss her. She accepted the kiss but wouldn't let him reach for her pants. "I can't Shawn. That ruined the moment." "I understand, your mom wouldn't get me in the mood either." He started to stand up and leave, but she stopped him. "What you want me to stay." "Yeah, I want to ask you something." "What babe?" "Can I stay over tomorrow?" He looked shocked, but happy. "I know things are moving slow but I," she stood up and walked towards him. "thought we could speed things up tomorrow." Trish was on her way to Shawn's, she looked at the clock and hit the gas. It was 9:30, she was supposed to be there at 9:00. She reached down to grab her cell phone, "I better call him. Oh God he's gonna be mad." She reached over to reach for her phone, but quickly looked back up. She heard tires squealing and she couldn't get her brakes to work. "Oh, my GOD!" She screamed.