Disclaimer: We don't own the show - if we did, we would be rich and writing for the show and the storylines would be vastly different - heh....
a/n: This chapter features my OC Kelli Taylor and Hopes4all's OC Mari - Enjoy reading...and No Flames please, but we do welcome constructive criticism...and you should check out Hopes4all's fab stories....
Also we want to thank BEG75 for her encouragement to us for getting up the nerve to go ahead with posting this story...another awesome writer where both Kelli and Mari are guests in one of her stories...ladies - thanks for the late night chats.....Laplandgurl...
SEX EDUCATION - NEW YORK STYLE
Chapter 1 – Off to see the Sex Wizard
"So the kids are with your mom and Jose-Luis - huh?" Kelli asked.
"Yes they are," replied Mari, as the two women walked up the stairs from the subway station at 74th Street. "Jas wanted to come with us."
"Oh lordy," Kelli giggled - thinking of the pretty ten year daughter of Mari and Don Flack; who had been the flower girl at her's and Mac's wedding six months previous. "How did you manage to get out of that?"
"Miguel called her," Mari said with a roll of her eyes. "He promised to come by to pick her up and spend some time with Jas."
"What's new with Miguel these days?" Kelli asked as they stopped at a newspaper stand to buy some bottled water.
"Broke as usual," Mari shrugged, twisting the cap off her water. "The man cannot hold onto a job for very long."
"Hmm," Kelli murmured as she took a long drink of her water. "And how is Cami and Kearney doing? Are they better from their colds?"
"Yes they are," Mari answered. "And I'm so glad. It's not easy having two kids sick at the same time."
"Those little darlings are getting so big. It's hard to believe that Kearney will be three in August and Cami will be turning two in three weeks," said Kelli. "We've come a long way in two years."
"We sure have," agreed Mari. "You walked into our hospital room and right into our hearts. You were a godsend right when we needed one."
"Aww thanks."
"And now you're one of my best friends."
"Mine too," replied Kelli. "Now if we are finished with our mutual admiration party," Kelli said dryly. "I see our destination up yonder." Indicating the large renovated warehouse located on a side street.
"What did Mac say when you told him where you were going today?"
"Heh," Kelli chuckled. "I didn't tell him. I just said that you and I had plans for some shopping." Kelli looked at her friend - thinking about how she resembled a slightly plumper version of Hallie Berry. "So what did Don say when you told him?"
"Uh," Mari stammered.
"You didn't tell him either," Kelli chortled.
"Alright, alright," Mari muttered. "No I didn't tell him. I just said that you wanted me to help you to pick out a dress for Valentine's Day."
Kelli broke out into her infamous gut busting, belly laugh, stopping in the middle of the sidewalk - hanging onto Mari while continuing to laugh.
"Oh come on. It isn't that funny," Mari grumbled until she finally started laughing.
Pedestrians grumbled and muttered while avoiding the two women who were clutching each other - laughing hysterically.
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Kelli and Mari each paid their fifteen dollars admission and entered 'The Everything to do with Sex Scene' giggling like naughty school girls. Stopping and staring at the various booths displaying various sex toys, risqué lingerie and lubricates. A tall skinny blonde walked past Kelli and Mari; wearing a red lace bustier, red lace boy shorts and stilettos.
"I don't think that we're in Kansas anymore," Mari said dryly - her head turning to watch the blonde walking away.
Kelli didn't reply as she was busy staring at a heavy-set brunette wearing a tight purple, strapless mini dress made out of shiny PVC material - strutting in knee high boots towards a curtained area with a sign - 'Dungeon' over the doorway.
"Earth calling Kelli. Earth calling Kelli, come in Kelli," Mari laughed - nudging Kelli's arm.
"What? Oh," Kelli looked at Mari. "Sorry."
"Distracted much?"
"I can't believe the outfits that these girls are wearing."
"Well, if I had the bodies that these girls have. I would have no hesitation in parading around in those skimpy outfits," Mari said dryly - eyeing another model wearing a black satin baby doll with matching bikini panties.
Kelli picked up a couple of brochures from the side table - passing one to Mari before reading one. "So what do you want to do? Wander around the different booths first? Or do you want to check out some of the seminars?"
"Seminars? They have seminars?" Mari's jaw dropped in shock.
"Yeah," Kelli snickered. "So do you want to 'Unleash Your Inner Felatio Goddess'? Or how about 'I'm Coming' or 'Tushie Time'?"
"I don't think so," Mari snorted. "Let's just wander around and check out the different booths."
"Okay," Kelli agreed.
The two friends started looking around the different booths which were displaying various wares.
"Good day ladies. Would you like to try a sample of our heated massage oils?"
Kelli and Mari looked at the female clerk; who was wearing jeans and a tee-shirt with the company logo - carrying a can filled with wax which had a lighted wick. "Ahh sure," Kelli agreed as Mari nodded.
In response, the clerk dabbed a tiny dab of soft, warmed massage gel on the back of their left hands with a flat, wooden coffee stirrer. "Now rub it into your skin and then take notice how it continues to stay warm and its light floral scent. Isn't it lovely?"
After rubbing and smelling the backs of their hands - both Kelli and Mari agreed. But after the woman was out of earshot. Mari looked at Kelli - saying. "It feels really oily doesn't it?"
"Yeah it does, but let's keep rubbing it in and compare notes later."
Continuing to look around, Mari stopped short at a booth that displayed a complicated arrangement of looped, wide webbed straps hanging from a frame. "What in the hell is that?"
"I don't know," Kelli replied also staring at the black straps.
"Can I help you with anything ladies?" a plump woman asked - wearing a black leather mini skirt and bra.
"Yeah," Mari said. "What in the heck is that?" Indicating the hanging straps in question.
"This takes lovemaking to new levels for couples. The female partner is suspended in mid-air by these various straps - naked and it facilitates the other partner's ability to pleasure her in new various ways," the woman explained - picking up a nearby boxed set; showing various photos of a couple in different positions.
"So what does something like this go for?" Kelli asked curiously with a twinkle in her hazel eyes.
"Kelli!" Mari hissed in shock.
"This usually retails for $159.99, but for this weekend, as a show special - we are selling this for a hundred dollars."
"Okay thank you," Kelli said as the sales associate turned away to answer another couples questions.
"Geez," Mari muttered. "I'm so glad that Don is working today."
"Scared that he would bring something like this home for you?" Kelli quipped as they watched various guys and couples plunk down the hundred Benjamin's and walk away with boxed sets of the swinging straps.
"If Don even got the foolish notion of bringing that contraption for me to swing from the ceiling. He would find himself being cut off for a long time," Mari said with a disgusted snort.
Kelli's infectious laughter pealed out as they headed for another booth. This one displaying various sized vibrators and dilatos. Looking over the various items - Kelli's eyes widened in shock. "Jeepers! Sex toys are expensive," Kelli muttered.
"I'll say," Mari took stock of the items which ranged from fifteen dollars - all the way up to three hundred dollars.
Kelli turned around with a cock ring with a clitoris stimulator attached to it. "Wonder what Mac would say if I came home with this?" waggling her eyebrows.
"Geez Kelli. I don't know," Mari replied - eyeing the snap on cock ring dubiously.
At the next booth Kelli and Mari looked at the various styles of risqué lingerie displayed. Kelli pulled out leopard print bra and panty set. "Oh I like this," Kelli breathed. "And it's my size too."
"You should buy it and surprise Mac with it," said Mari.
"I will," Kelli replied. "Oh look - a matching baby doll nightie."
"Nice."
"You should also get a set. What is Don's favourite colour? Red? Black? What?" Kelli asked, looking thru the rack of lingerie.
"Hmm, Don loves black and white. But I want something different," Mari mused - looking thru the rack herself. "Oh hey - this is perfect." She turned around hold a shimmery, emerald green bra and panty set.
"Oh yes," Kelli said. "That will make your skin tone just pop. And look - there's even a matching baby doll as well."
"Oh perfect," Mari agreed.
The two giggling women quickly paid for their purchases. "Come on, let's check out the 'Dungeon'," Kelli said, pulling a protesting Mari along.
"I don't know. We're not into bondage or anything like that," Mari demurred.
"Oh come on," Kelli urged. "You might discover something that you might wanna try on Don."
"I don't think so. But I'll come with you."
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Inside the 'Dungeon' Kelli and Mari watched as Lady Tinkerbell, a petite woman dressed in a naughty Catholic schoolgirl uniform - demonstrated how her and her husband enjoyed mild bondage play. "Hmm, interesting," Kelli murmured.
"Kelli - you wouldn't dare?" Mari gasped, then asked curiously. "Would you?"
"Let's just say that Mac and I have some very interesting times," Kelli replied with a mysterious smile.
"Oh jeeze," Mari groaned with a blush - covering her burning cheeks with her hands. "Please don't tell me. I really don't need to hear all the kinky details."
Kelli laughed; her infectious laughter causing people to turn and smile in their direction.
A couple walked past Kelli and Mari - the man dressed in black leather pants with a matching vest over his bare chest. His partner was dressed in a soft, gold brown, suede minidress and golden brown, thigh-high leather boots. "Oh wow - gorgeous boots," Mari breathed.
"Oh yeah. They are gorgeous," Kelli agreed as the couple stopped at the next booth which featured bondage gear - including padded handcuffs.
"Hi, can we help you with anything?" the woman smiled at the two women as her partner uncovered a table; uncovering a display of various styles of whips, cat oh nine tails, and paddles.
"Just looking, thanks, Mari replied.
"Those are beautiful boots," Kelli said.
"Thanks."
"They look like that they are butter-soft," Kelli said. "May I ask where you got them?"
"Oh they are soft as butter. They are my most comfortable pair of boots," the woman smiled. "I'm Heather."
"I'm Kelli and this is Mari."
"So are you two ladies enjoying the show?" Heather asked.
"I am," Kelli giggled. "I think Mari is a little shell-shocked here."
"Well, I'm no prude," Mari replied. "But some things have definitely been an eye opener for me."
"Heh," Kelli chuckled.
"You were wondering about my boots?"
"Oh right," Kelli responded.
"There is a shop over on 42nd Street called 'Sin' and they sell the most awesome leather products. That's where my hubby and I buy all of our leather boots and outfits."
"We definitely have to check that shop out before we go home today," Kelli said, looking at Mari.
"Oh definitely," Mari agreed.
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A short while later Kelli and Mari exited the 'Dungeon' to see a M.C. on the main stage announcing the next attraction - something about 'Men of the Border'. The first dancer came out on the stage - a male Latino dressed as a construction worker, carrying a bucket. "Whoa - he's got muscles," Kelli signed to Mari. The shrieking, screaming and whooping crowd of women making talking difficult.
"Oh yeah," Mari replied in sign.
The two friends watched as the stripper strutted, muscles rippling and then stripped his vest off. Kelli and Mari giggled as the women swooned and their boyfriends stood beside them with arms folded and stone expressions - clearly indicating that they were not impressed; as the dancer unbuttoned his jeans - tantalizing his audience. They watched as the dancer reached into his pail - pulling out a can of cool whip and something chocolate on a stick. "I don't believe it," Mari signed.
"Is that what I think it is?"
"Yup. It's a chocolate shaped penis."
"Oh my lord," Kelli laughed as the dancer sprayed cool whip on top of the chocolate novelty item before passing it to one of the women in the audience - much to her delight and to her boyfriend's disgust.
The Latino passed out several more chocolate penises before spraying cool whip on his chest and inviting one of the women to lick the cool whip off his bare chest.
"Oh my God!" Kelli blurted in shock. The red head and the brunette watched as he then sprayed a dollop on Kelli's upper chest which was exposed by her low cut tee-shirt before sensuously licking off her chest as Mari goggled at them. Finally the dancer sprayed his naval - just above his low slung jeans; watching as several women jostled each other - vying to be the lucky one to slurp the cream off his luscious body. The dancer then strutted off stage without shucking his jeans leaving a bevy of disappointed women in his wake.
Another dancer took the stage - this one a Black male; his oiled skin glistening in the stage lights.
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Unbeknownst to Kelli and Mari, their husbands were entering the conference centre with Danny and Hawkes a few steps behind them with their kits - in response to a 911 call. "So we've got a male DB in the 'Dungeon'," Flack reported. "He was volunteering for the weekend and one minute he was fine. The next - he was dead. No obvious signs of injury."
Danny and Hawkes looked around the various booths. "I gotta say - if I see a robo-spanker around here anywhere. I'm outta here," Danny declared, much to Hawkes' amusement.
"Don, we need to keep anyone from leaving or entering the conference centre, in case the murder weapon walks out of here," Mac ordered.
"You've got to be kidding me Mac," Flack groaned. "Have you seen the number of people here? We're gonna have some pissed off people here if we keep them from leaving."
"We need to determine what the murder weapon is, so we know what we are looking for," Mac declared. "Hawkes, you and I are on the body. Danny..."
"Photos - gotcha Mac," Danny replied.
Inside the 'Dungeon' Hawkes and Mac began examining the body - which had been found in the dressing room. "So meet Jason LeCorte; Mr. LeCorte is one of the volunteers working in the 'Dungeon' this weekend," Flack reported.
"A volunteer?" Mac asked. "How was he volunteering?"
"Mr. LeCorte was a volunteer in the S&M booth," Flack replied.
Hawkes and Mac looked down at the victim - who was dressed in a black latex bodysuit. Hawkes crouching down next to the body - looking in the victim's eyes. "Hmm, no signs of petechia, so he wasn't smothered. And the body is still warm so he hasn't been dead for very long. Rigor mortis hasn't begun to set in yet."
"Who found the body?" Mac asked.
"Mr. Miles Davis," Flack answered, indicating a man standing off to the side - dressed in leather pants and vest.
"Hawkes - any idea what COD is?"
"I'm not positive, but I think that COD was caused by a taser with may have interfered with his heart, causing a heart attack," Hawkes replied. "There are two burn marks close together at the back of his neck."
"So, we're looking for a taser?" Flack asked.
"I believe so," Hawkes nodded.
"I tell my guys to check everyone's I.D. and bags before letting them leave," Don stated.
"Who is the victim's next of kin?" Mac asked, as he and Don exited the 'Dungeon'.
"Jason wasn't married or living common-law," Don replied, his cop's eyes sweeping the crowd automatically. "Ah crap! I don't believe it," Don groaned - stopping short.
"What is it Don?" Mac questioned, frowning. "What's wrong?" Watching as Don shouldered his way thru a crowd of people watching a pole dancing competition.
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"I dare you," Kelli teased. "I dare you to go up on stage and...," stopping when she felt a large hand clamping down on her shoulder. "Hey buster! Let go of my...," stuttering to a halt - looking up at the owner of that large hand before looking at a shocked Mari.
"What the hell!" Don hissed. "Never mind. You two are coming with me right now."
Mac's jaw dropped in shock as he watched Don emerge from the crowd - pulling two women behind him. "Kelli - what are you doing here? You told me that you and Mari were spending the day together; shopping."
"Yeah - well. What are you doing here?" Kelli shot back.
At the same time Mari was glaring at her own husband. "Are you two spying on us? You don't trust us so you followed us?"
"No! We are not following you." Don retorted. "We're here responding to a possible homicide," Don sighed. "Just go home Mari. Do me a favour and just go home. We'll talk at home."
Kelli and Mac were also talking in ASL. "Why didn't you tell me that you and Mari were coming here?"
"Because I wanted to surprise you."
"Surprise me! What do you mean surprise me? Are you unhappy being with me?"
"No, no - I love being married to you," Kelli replied tenderly. "I just wanted to surprise you - that's all."
"So what did you buy?"
"Ah, ah, ah - you'll find out tonight. That is if you don't have to work overtime."
Danny and Hawkes exited the 'Dungeon' area as the M.E. wheeled the male DOA out in a black body bag. "Yo Mac..." Danny stuttered to a halt as his eyes caught sight of Mac's and Flack's wives.
"Isn't that...?" Hawkes began.
"Yup. That's Kelli and Mari," Danny agreed. "And Mac and Flack don't look too happy to see them here."
"They don't. Don't they?" Hawkes replied.
The brash CSI and the M.E. turned CSI watched as Flack and Mac escorted their wives to the main entrance of the conference centre.