A/N: A big thanks to M3 for prompting me to write this and giving me encouragement throughout, and to HolyCityGirl for the beta.

VERY IMPORTANT NOTE: Fanfiction.net does not allow NC-17 stories in its archives. This story, as I originally wrote it, was an NC-17 story. Because it is a sequel to "Closer" and "Taboo," both of which are archived here at Fanfiction.net, I decided I would make an altered version of this story which (I hope) meets the site's restrictions. I altered the sex scene, making it shorter and less explicit. If you want to read this story in its original form, it can be found at That '70s Fanfic Archive (find it with Google).

Prologue:

I didn't make a scene. I just said good-bye, and she walked away. The Greyhound pulled out of the station and I was left alone breathing the fading exhaust fumes and feeling lower than I'd felt in a long, long time.

Seconds later, the El Camino pulled up beside me. There I was, fighting back tears, and the whole gang was there to see. Correction: the whole gang, minus one.

Hyde looked up at me from the driver's seat. "Crap, we missed her, didn't we?"

Fez stumbled out of the back, wearing the same stupid dress I'd woken up in that morning. "Oh noooo," he wailed, "I wanted to say good-bye!" He shook his fist at Kelso. "You made me late! You bastard!"

I managed a wan smile at Fez's ridiculous state. "So, they got you drunk, huh?"

"Well, yes," he admitted. "But I have been wanting to try this for quite some time."

I started to laugh, and I couldn't stop, and I was dangerously close to sobbing.

Hyde stepped of the car and put his arm over my shoulders. "Come back to the basement, man. We've still got lots of beer. Fez is a cheap drunk."

I couldn't even talk - I just let them take me home.