"Yes, I remember you... didn't you rob our house a few times?" Pam asked Hyde, though, for such a question, her tone seemed quite carefree, as though she'd been asking if he preferred orange or grape juice.

"Ah... no, I mean, I was there a few times at night..." he fidgeted uncomfortably, but then Jackie saved him by popping off at her mom and stomping away. "And, there's the stomp and cry..." he sighed. "I'll be back tomorrow." he nodded, and followed her.

Before Pam had taken off, and Jack had been sent to prison, Hyde had actually snuck in there quite a few times... He sighed, seeing Jackie sniffling and leaning against the hammock, but then pulled her back before she sat down on that.

"Yeah... you don't wanna get on there. Bob and Midge usta do it on this thing a lot."

Jackie made a face. "Ewww..."

Hyde smirked, kissing her forehead. "See, took your mind off your Mom."

"Steven, who does she think she is, really?" Jackie asked a bit mournfully.

Hyde moved behind her, wrapping his arms around her, and she slid her hands into his. "I know how you feel, you know." he confided. "I mean, I don't like talkin' about it, but, first my old man left, then Mom... then we found Dad, and then he just ups and leaves me again..."

Jackie's lower lip trembled. "Oh, my poor, poor Steven..." she said, turning around and cupping his face in her hands.

"No, Jackie; not 'poor Steven'." Hyde said firmly, putting her hands back down to his chest.

Jackie frowned, and Hyde sighed, taking her hands back in his and kissing them gently. "Don't you get it, doll?" he whispered. "I don't let what those assholes did control who I am. I don't sit around crying because Mommy and Daddy were self-absorbed pricks who never wanted me or loved me."

Jackie bit her lower lip.

"Yes, your mom is a bitch, and kind of a whore."

Jackie suddenly gasped.

"Don't start that; you know she is." Hyde scoffed. "But, that's okay. Because, you're not. I mean, okay, you can be a little bitchy sometimes-"

"Steven! Not helping!"

Hyde smirked, kissing her hand again. "Sorry, baby. But... you are, first and foremost, a lady. My lady, and nobody ever better forget it." he grinned, reaching around and giving her ass a squeeze.

Jackie laughed softly. "You know what I was thinking about?" she smiled a bit tearfully at him.

"What, doll?" he asked, resting his arms around her waist, his hands still on her butt.

"Well, when you mentioned to my mother that you'd been in the house a few times at night... I just... I was remembering the first time..."

Flashback:

Jackie lay in her bed, looking at the twinkle-star lights on the ceiling. She couldn't believe she'd made out with Steven Hyde today! And, playing it off as boredom was fine for them, but... he was a really good kisser... and very skilled with his hands. She thought maybe she should have let him do more, because it was feeling really good, but... she wanted him to respect her.

"Pfft, right, like he'll ever respect you..." she thought to herself.

But ,then, the window opened, and her eyes snapped open wide.

"Oh, no, please don't mug me!" she screamed, and suddenly she felt Hyde gathering her into his arms.

She looked up into his smirking face, and then smacked him on the chest. "You scared me to death, Steven James Hyde!"

"Full-naming me? You've been around Mrs. Foreman too long." he teased.

Jackie rolled her eyes. "What are you doing here, anyway?" she asked curiously, looking at him.

"Well... there was something I was curious about, and you know how you're curious about something, and you can't sleep?"

Jackie nodded, starting to feel nervous and in need at the same time. "Wha-what were you curious about, Steven?" she whispered.

Hyde leaned down and kissed her hard, and then pulled up. "Yeah, see... I've only tasted part of you. I'm curious as to how the rest... tastes..."

"Ohhhh, Steven..."

Hyde smiled; yeah, she wanted him too. But, then he looked at the door. "Shouldn't we lock the-"

"My mom's already had a bottle of wine; she won't be up till after eight." Jackie said, holding onto his upper arms a bit desperately. "And, my father's out of town on business again..."

Hyde grinned, leaning back to kiss her again, and then began kissing her neck, down her clavicle, to the valley between her breasts, and then reached into her nightie and pulled one out, taking the taut nipple into his mouth...

END FLASHBACK...

"See? And, you told Donna I wanted you first!" Jackie teased.

"You did... I just got a bit addicted to the.. taste of you..." Hyde smirked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

"Well, I am quite addictive..." Jackie smirked as he began kissing down her body, stopping when he got to his knees, kissing and swirling his tongue around her naval. He undid her button and zipper of her pants, but, didn't take them down, just sticking his tongue inside her underpants, teasing her slightly.

At her sharp intake of breath, Hyde looked up with an arched eyebrow. "Who's addictive now?"

"Steven... please..."

"Yeah... I think you're hooked..." he smirked, lowering her down to the ground...