A/N: This is my first attempt at writing anything. Please be gentle. Thanks to my buddy Kayla for all her help. I love FSOG and my goal is to keep you satisfied and your panties wet! Reviews are appreciated.

~xoxo Jules~

Chapter 1: Unsolicited dreams

Fuck. Fuck me. I roll over and push the button on the alarm clock. I do not want to get out of bed this morning. I just hate early mornings. 1...2...3...I push myself out of bed and stretch. I would stretch a mile if I didn't have to walk back.

After a soothing warm shower I am feeling like me finally. I throw on some jeans and my favorite blue sweater. I go to the kitchen and drop a couple of pieces of bread into the toaster. I pour myself some juice and turn to take the toast to the breakfast bar. I turn my head when I hear footsteps coming down the hallway.

"Kate, would you like some toast this morning?"

A deep voice says, "How about some bacon and eggs darling?"

Standing in the kitchen in front of me has to be a male model of some sort. My mouth drops open and I gasp. Holy hell. He is completely naked except for his boxer briefs which leave absolutely nothing to the imagination. I flush scarlet and quickly turn around.

"Ummm, excuse me, I am sorry but we haven't met," I stutter. I hear a chuckle and the refrigerator door opening.

"Kate and I came in very late last night. You were already in your room. I am Henry Castell. Pleased to meet you Ana. Kate told me all about you." I walk to the other side of the breakfast bar and try to keep my eyes on Henry's face.

"Pleased to meet you Henry," shaking his hand across the breakfast bar. Henry gives me that perfect smile and I feel the heat in my face. I drop his hand and start spreading grape jelly on my toast. Damn that Kate Kavanagh and her ability to seduce the sexiest men in Portland. I give up. I am going to die a virgin.

Speaking of the nut buster, Kate comes around the corner and grabs Henry's ass and gives it a big squeeze. He looks down at her and pulls her to his chest. He grins and leans down and kisses her. Oh, to be Kate Kavanagh for twenty-four hours.

Kate has been my best friend since our freshman year at Washington State University. She is vivacious, persistent and very beautiful with strawberry blond hair. The men love her and there is a never ending parade of men going in and out of our apartment.

I wouldn't call her a slut because she is true to the men she dates. The problem is she sticks with one man until she grows bored with him. Then there is the nasty break-up and the all night cry fests with me comforting her as she sits in her bunny pajamas drinking red wine.

To be Kate for a day would be incredible. I would take Henry by the hand and lead him back to the bedroom. I would make him lay in bed and I would take my scarf and tie his hands together. I would loop the scarf through the iron bed spoke and tie it so Henry can't move.

Henry is just beautiful and I crawl over to him and pull down his boxers. He springs free. What a beautiful site to behold. This large erection is because of me. I crawl over him and sit on his chest. I open up my robe and Henry smiles as he looks at my breasts. I throw the robe to the floor.

"Do you see anything that you like Mr. Castell?" I said biting my lower lip. I lean over and let my right nipple graze his lips. He sticks his tongue out and licks the end of my nipple. Ummmm, I groan and pull back. "Henry, are you hungry?" I lean down and whisper in his ear.

He moans and looks up at me. I crawl up toward the iron railing on the headboard and lower my hoo-ha on his face. I grip the headboard and start slowly moving my hips while he plunges his tongue in me. He flicks his tongue on my clit. I rub the tip of my clit against his chin hair and begin a relentless rhythm. Henry's chin on my clit, his tongue flicking my clit and then his tongue plunging into me.

I grab my left breast and squeeze my nipple between my fingers. I lean down and lick the end of my nipple with my tongue. I pull harder as my nipple elongates. I continue the vaginal assault on Henry's tongue.

"Oh, Henry," I cry as I feel my stomach tighten. I let my nipple go and grab the headboard and my orgasm fills me. Henry is licking me up like a man who has been denied food for a year. I ease off Henry's face and I start licking my juices off his face. There is nothing better tasting than my cum on a man's face. I finish the clean up and give him kiss on his full lips. Is this complete bliss?

I jump as Kate is snapping her fingers in front of my face as I sit staring at Henry. Oh no, the end of my erotic daydream. I feel the heat rising in my face and I quickly look down embarassed to be busted with illicit thoughts roaming my mind of Kate's boyfriend. I have to make my escape.

"I am um-going to be late to class. I'll see you all later." And with that I grab my keys and practically run out the door to my trusty old beetle Wanda. I take a deep steadying breath and grab the steering wheel.

Oh, to be Kate Kavanagh for twenty-four hours!