Hey all!
I took pity on you (and decided I was never going to get Future Shock done). So here it is! A Series of Unfortunate Saturdays, part the fifth: The Author's Sold Out.
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It all began, as most things in life do, right at the good part of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Where they're introducing Sir Gawain, and he's battling uphill to Castle Anthrax. Bobby and Jamie were the only ones devoting their full attention to the movie. The other poeple in the room had better things to do.
John and Amara were snogging. John's hands were working their way up her body, as hers were working their way lower. Apparently Roberto and John didn't have the close loving relationship Remy and Rogue were 'exploring' in the arm chair. They'd all grown a lot since their spring break. It was almost summer break, and Rogue had actually been caught sleeping in Remy's room a couple times. Like the previous night.
The couples weren't silent either. Much to Bobby and Jamie's chagrin. Amara and John were moaning. But they were nothing compared to Remy and Rogue. Rogue was very vocal, and would often, if it was her doing the giving, describe exactly what she was doing, as she was doing it. This was hard to hear at times over Remy's reaction to what she was doing.
Then they would switch, and Remy used Creole, which no one but he understoo. However, this didn't matter much, as the others in the room could hardly tell what he was saying anyway over Rogue's obvious enjoyment. It was teh first time Bobby or Jamie had heard a woman have an orgasm.
Jaime was trying to ignore it. He understood what was going on, but the thought of them doing. . .it (!). . .here (!) was too much for his brain to take. Bobby was filing Rogue's husky voice describing what had to be the best use of satin boxers to date away for later, more private. . .perusal. Hey, he is a middle schooler.
Scott and Jean just happened to walk in during the castle Anthrax scene. Rogue was gasping something, which I can not repeat here under strick ruling of the fanfiction.net mods, and Amara and John were clearly visible from the door way. Needless to say, neither smei-parental figure was happy to see Rogue and Amara so easily distracted from Monty Python.
"Okay, break it up you two." Jean said loudly, while Scott looked disapproving.
"Rogue! Amara! I expected better from you two!" Scott yelled, making the two girls abandon their activities to glare at him. Rogue got an evil look after a second.
"Happy ta disappoint, Scott!" Rogue said brightly. Amara giggled, and Remy chuckled. John laughed at Scott's face, which was probably angry. It's hard to tell with the glasses.
Rogue then continued glared at him and stood up, discreetly adjusting her pantyhose and skirt. She grabbed Remy's (gloved) hand, after he too had stood up and adjusted himself. They exited the living room. Jean followed them. Just to make sure nothing happened, you know. Scott stayed to tell Amara off, and threaten John with eviction.
Remy heard Jean following him and ROgue. Rogue pulled Remy into her room, slamming hte door angrily. But whne Remy looked at her, she was grinning.
"Y' saw Jean followin' us?"
"Yeah, when Ah went to close the door." Rogue said, still grinning.
"I got de feeling you've got some sort of evil plan laid out 'n' ready." Remy said, smiling in anticipation.
"Oh yeah."
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Here it is!
You're my brown eyed REVIEW!
Peace adn Love,
Panther Nesmith
I took pity on you (and decided I was never going to get Future Shock done). So here it is! A Series of Unfortunate Saturdays, part the fifth: The Author's Sold Out.
***
It all began, as most things in life do, right at the good part of Monty Python and the Holy Grail. Where they're introducing Sir Gawain, and he's battling uphill to Castle Anthrax. Bobby and Jamie were the only ones devoting their full attention to the movie. The other poeple in the room had better things to do.
John and Amara were snogging. John's hands were working their way up her body, as hers were working their way lower. Apparently Roberto and John didn't have the close loving relationship Remy and Rogue were 'exploring' in the arm chair. They'd all grown a lot since their spring break. It was almost summer break, and Rogue had actually been caught sleeping in Remy's room a couple times. Like the previous night.
The couples weren't silent either. Much to Bobby and Jamie's chagrin. Amara and John were moaning. But they were nothing compared to Remy and Rogue. Rogue was very vocal, and would often, if it was her doing the giving, describe exactly what she was doing, as she was doing it. This was hard to hear at times over Remy's reaction to what she was doing.
Then they would switch, and Remy used Creole, which no one but he understoo. However, this didn't matter much, as the others in the room could hardly tell what he was saying anyway over Rogue's obvious enjoyment. It was teh first time Bobby or Jamie had heard a woman have an orgasm.
Jaime was trying to ignore it. He understood what was going on, but the thought of them doing. . .it (!). . .here (!) was too much for his brain to take. Bobby was filing Rogue's husky voice describing what had to be the best use of satin boxers to date away for later, more private. . .perusal. Hey, he is a middle schooler.
Scott and Jean just happened to walk in during the castle Anthrax scene. Rogue was gasping something, which I can not repeat here under strick ruling of the fanfiction.net mods, and Amara and John were clearly visible from the door way. Needless to say, neither smei-parental figure was happy to see Rogue and Amara so easily distracted from Monty Python.
"Okay, break it up you two." Jean said loudly, while Scott looked disapproving.
"Rogue! Amara! I expected better from you two!" Scott yelled, making the two girls abandon their activities to glare at him. Rogue got an evil look after a second.
"Happy ta disappoint, Scott!" Rogue said brightly. Amara giggled, and Remy chuckled. John laughed at Scott's face, which was probably angry. It's hard to tell with the glasses.
Rogue then continued glared at him and stood up, discreetly adjusting her pantyhose and skirt. She grabbed Remy's (gloved) hand, after he too had stood up and adjusted himself. They exited the living room. Jean followed them. Just to make sure nothing happened, you know. Scott stayed to tell Amara off, and threaten John with eviction.
Remy heard Jean following him and ROgue. Rogue pulled Remy into her room, slamming hte door angrily. But whne Remy looked at her, she was grinning.
"Y' saw Jean followin' us?"
"Yeah, when Ah went to close the door." Rogue said, still grinning.
"I got de feeling you've got some sort of evil plan laid out 'n' ready." Remy said, smiling in anticipation.
"Oh yeah."
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Here it is!
You're my brown eyed REVIEW!
Peace adn Love,
Panther Nesmith