This is the longest chapter I've ever written so... yay for me! This is based on the Helena Bonham Cater film, Women Talking Dirty. It's a great film. I recommend it to anyone.

Chapter One

"Shego come on! We're going to be late!"

Shego grinned behind her. "Aw, let me say goodbye just a little longer!"

"Shego get here now! You've wasted enough time already." Her mother wrapped her shawl around her arms. "You'll get cold!"

Shego bid one last wave to the ocean and laughed in delight as it waved back. She ran back to her parents and grabbed one of her bright green trunks and threw it in the car. Kissing her mother goodbye she put herself in the car as well.

Her mother sighed exasperated. "You still act as you did when you were six. How do you expect to survive college?"

Shego just smiled.

Her father heaved the last of the luggage (all bright green) into the car and then kissed his wife goodbye as well. "I'll be back by three at the latest." He turned to get into the car. "You ready to go, bio chemist?" Shego whistled a merry tune while nodding her head.

"And that's another thing," Shego's mother frowned. "I don't like the idea of you becoming a bio chemist."

"What's wrong with me being a chemist?"

"Oh, you just watch. There'll be a deadly disease named after you."

Shego laughed once more in delight before the car finally pealed away. She stuck her head out the window and screamed back to her mother. "Bye! Love You!"

"Keep out of trouble, Shego!" her mother called back. As an afterthought she hollered at the top of her lungs, "LOVE YOU TOO."

His eyebrows twitched for the ninth time. He really, really needed to scratch it.

"Kim-" he began, but she quickly glared at him and he shut his mouth. Damn, saliva started to build up.

"Kim-" he began again. She slammed her notebook down on the table.

"Ron, how am I supposed to do your portrait if you can't keep the fuck still?"

"But I want a drink." Ron whined.

Kim groaned. "Can you not wait until I'm done?"

"We've been at this for an hour!"

"Please?" Kim pleaded.

Ron shook his head. "Just give me a second to get a drink. I do stillness better when I'm too drunk to move around." He got up and headed toward the bar.

Kim sighed as she slumped in the booth. She had the perfect angle on him. She had nothing else to draw in this hel-lo! Who was that?

A good-looking young man was staring at her from the pool table. As soon as he saw her staring back he straightened his posture. With a quick blush she looked down at her glass and attempted a sip. She kept her head ducked down even as she sensed him approaching. When he was standing right in front of her table she chanced a glance. He smirked and she opened her mouth to say hi but closed her mouth when he lifted her glass and gulped down her beer. Not really knowing what reaction she was supposed to have she settled on sitting there watching him. After draining her glass he placed it down and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.

"Well," he said grinning at her. "If I had waited until you finished, I wouldn't have enough time to buy you another."

"Welcome to Go University. It is our utmost pleasure to welcome you students to our halls. Go University was founded by…" Shego found it hard to listen to orientation with the looks that the super cute Spanish guy was giving her. She gave him a wink and then attempted to pay attention to the orator.

"Wait." Kim said, preventing him from kissing her. "I don't even know your name."

"Josh."

"Josh, I'm Kim."

He grinned again. "Can I kiss you now?"

"Now who among you can tell me what the difference is between…?" Shego found it impossible to listen to the questions when the super cute Spanish guy was whispering such sensuous delightful things. She giggled as he made a quick motion with his hands but stifled it as the teacher looked her way and attempted to again pay attention.

Kim nervously studied his face. He looked amused which she could interpret as good or bad. He finally shrugged. "I don't see anything wrong, honestly" he added when seeing her disbelieving stare.

She cupped her breasts closer together. "One's bigger than the other. You honestly can't tell?"

He reached over and squeezed them both in his hands, adopting a ponderous expression despite the fact that her moans were a turn on. "Ah, yes." He said. "This one may be a little bigger. Shall we measure?" he put one into his mouth delicately.

"In our first week we will look at how Newton's forces, interestingly enough, do not as people assume…" Shego found it hard to pay attention to her physics teacher with the quick brief squeezes that the super cute Spanish guy was giving her. She let out a small lusty moan, which briefly turned a few nearby heads, before straitening up and paying attention.

"You're absolutely fabulous." He breathed out. She rolled over to her side so she was facing him. He fingered her red tresses and brought one to his lips. "And you'll always be fabulous."

She shivered in delight as he crawled over her and kissed her neck repeatedly. Murmurs of "fabulous" swept her into light slumber.

Shego panted as Junior grabbed her toward him and rubbed against her. They kissed lustily but she pulled away suddenly. "What's fuck in Spanish?" she asked. Junior looked at her strangely, and then laughed. "Fuck." He said. He picked up on kissing her. Between breaths she gasped "I-like-Spanish."

He was pretty. Blonde, blue eyed, lean… maybe too pretty.

He kissed well. Soft kisses that made her melt and hard kisses that left her begging for more. Maybe he kissed too well.

She loved him. When he got out of bed she put a palm on his naked back and waited until it was absolutely clear that he was getting up before removing it. When he came close enough to touch a feeling of wanting, needing, belonging erupted and at once she needed him inside. Maybe she loved him too much.

Two Months Later…

Shego dialed the number in the booth; half praying her mom wouldn't answer it.

"Hello?"

"Oh, hello mom."

"Shego!" her mom cried overjoyed. "When are you coming home?"

"Uh, well, actually I was thinking about staying here and you know, hang out."

"Well, we'll just have to come and see you then."

"No!" Shego started and nearly dropped the phone. "No, uh, I just moved into a new place actually and my new roommate, he- oh, damn!"

"He?" her mother's tone rapidly changed. "You're living with a man?"

Shego twisted the phone cord nervously. "Yeah, I-"

"Shego, why are you not coming home?" Her mother asked as if she did not want to know the answer.

Shego took a deep breath and briefly rested the phone on her heart.

"Oh my god." Shego's mother's voice came through the phone. "You're pregnant!"

"How do you know that?" Shego yelped out panicked.

"A mother knows." Her mother answered shrilly.

Shego sighed.

After two months of non-stop fucking Kim decided she was in love with the man.

"Josh, I want you to meet my family." She said, running her fingers through his hair. He shrugged. "All right."

She loved his casualness about everything. He let nothing faze him. She brought his face closer to hers. "Okay," she said. "Now, keep it steady." She proceeded to sketch his face. A much better subject than Ron was.

She called her parents later that day and let them know she was bringing a man over. They bought a nice wine and headed toward the Possible home.

What Kim saw as charming casualness, the Possible saw as a bored rudeness.

"What are you doing with that man?" her mother hissed at her.

"What do you mean?" Kim asked. "What's wrong with him?"

"What's not wrong with him?" Ann asked angrily.

Josh cleared his throat and Ann stiffened. Giving a stiff smile she rejoined her husband in the living room for tea. Kim made to follow but Josh held her back. She smiled at him. "What?"

He bent towards her ear and licked it. She giggled but stopped suddenly as she heard his question.

"Mom! Dad!" she squealed she ran back to the living room. "Josh asked me to marry him!"

James glanced at Ann before turning to Kim who was joined by Josh. "And, uh, what did you say?"

Kim beamed at the man beside her. "I said yes."

Ann looked down at her cup.

Shego stirred the soup slowly, humming to the tune on the radio. "Junior," she asked suddenly. "You don't know the name of this song, do you?"

Junior grunted indistinctly.

"Hmm?"

"No." Junior growled.

"Have you heard it before?"

Junior's hands flexed tensely. "No." he answered slowly, as if he was holding back another answer.

Shego shrugged and continued on with her humming and stirring. Junior got up from the table and sniffed the air. "That smells like shit."

Shego turned to him with a hurt expression. "You could try cooking for a change."

"It smells like crap." Junior said. Shego turned away from, resolved to ignore him. Angered at this response, Junior suddenly lurched forward and grabbed the pot. Amidst her shocked protests he flung it out of the open window.

Shego screamed in fury. "What the fuck is the matter with you?"

"That food is shit!" Junior screamed back. "Qué usted no le está entendiendo perra estúpida?" In the heat of the moment he slapped her hard on the face. "Dios." He cried out. He cupped her face and gazed at her regretfully. "Shit, look what you made me do."

She glared back at him, and then suddenly he was flying through the air.

"Look at what you made me do right back." she snarled. He groaned on the floor. "Right," she said angrily, powering down her hands. "I'm leaving, see if I come back!" She stalked towards the door. "I don't need this much drama in my life!" she slammed the door behind her.

"Shit." Junior muttered to himself.

"What is that?"

Josh looked up lazily? "What's that, love?

"What is that?" Kim's tone was icy as she stared at his neck. "Is that a- a hicky?"

Josh scoffed. "What are you talking about?"

"Is that a hicky? A love bite? What is that on your neck?" Kim waited angrily for his explanation. His excuse.

"Oh that. Yeah it is."

Kim stood shocked. "W-what?"

"What?" he had the nerve to appear innocent.

"Who gave you that?"

He looked at her annoyed. Annoyed! "Nobody."

"Oh, I see." She turned around and hugged herself, it had gotten chillier. "Nobody."

"What's wrong with you?" he asked.

She whirled on him. "You've been unfaithful to me! To me! Your wife!"

He scoffed again. "Oh, come on. What is faithful, anyway?" he walked toward her and grabbed her hands. "When I'm with you, I'm faithful."

She gazed at him incredulous. "What the fuck does that mean?"

"It means that when I'm with you, I give you all of me. Which is more than you do." Suddenly he was shouting. "You know, you're never quite… here. You're always doing your stupid little drawings and you're-"

She wrenched her hands out of his painful grip. "I'm an artist." She said quietly. "And those are not stupid drawings."

"Oh piss off." Josh said angrily. "You're always up in your own world. You're selfish and greedy."

Kim found her jacket despite the tears that were falling. "I'm going out." She said. Asshole.

Next chapter, Kim and Shego meet.