HEY!!!!!!! I am back…I think.?. Well…on with the story.
BTW: There WILL be some awful parts in it. If anyone has a weak stomach, DO NOT read!!!! You HAVE been warned.
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For the next week, Chandler put off all of his business dealings and meetings and spent every moment with Monica. They watched movies and TV, played cards and went to concerts, out to eat, ate delivery, went for coffee, went on walks to the park and hung out there, went to plays and also went to a Knicks game.
At first they sat by each other on the couch. Then as the week progressed, they ended up curled up around each other and even Monica sitting or laying on top of Chandler.
Phoebe thought that it was great that they were getting along so great. And were really being closer. Joey would just glare at Monica when they would do that. To him, Monica was only doing this for the money, and Chandler would wind up being hurt again.
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It was Wednesday and Friday night was the dinner. And everything was going great. They both knew what kinds of food they both liked and didn't. And their favorite movies and TV shows. And they even started to know each other's habits. The good, the bad and the annoying.
That day, Joey went to see his parents in Queens, Phoebe went with him. Monica and Chandler both went to see a movie. It was lightly raining, so they took a cab.
While in the movies, the storm increased in it's magnitude and the power went out. They ended up leaving and getting their money back. On their way out, someone from Chandler's past caught sight of him.
"Chandler!" Kathy ran up to him.
"Hello, Kathy." Chandler gritted his teeth when he said her name. How dare she even come with in sight of him. After what she did.
"Long time no see." Kathy smiled. Choosing to ignore the pretty raven haired beauty standing beside Chandler. Kathy thought that it was just a new employee.
"Not long enough." Chandler turned around to walk out.
"Oh, I see you still haven't forgiven me for what happened." Kathy smiled and stopped him. "I really am sorry for that. What do you say I buy you a drink?"
"Nope, and I never will forgive you. No amount of me getting drunk will work, either." He then started to leave again.
"Well, why don't we both be adults about it and be civilized and start on a new foot. Who knows, we might get together again. And I know for a fact, that making up is fun. Particularly when it comes with you." Kathy smiled suggestively. She hoped that he would agree to this. She really missed him, especially when it came to the sex. All she had to do was to remind him how good it was. She heard that he was not seeing anyone. Maybe this would be easy.
"No way on the face of this earth!!!" Chandler yelled out, causing people to stare.
"But…." Kathy began only to be cut off.
"You want me to get back together with you? HA!!!! I am engaged to a WONDERFUL woman." Chandler held up Monica's left hand to show off the engagement ring. "And there is no way I would give her up for a tramp like you! Oh yeah, introductions… Kathy, the slut, meet Monica Geller, a FANTASTIC interior decorator. She is more of everything than you are, or will ever be! Come on Monica let's go. The air, has suddenly become very polluted." He then started to walk off with Monica nearly running to catch up with him.
After they had left, Kathy was left standing there embarrassed. After standing there for a minute, she noticed the stares from the people around her and quickly got out of there.
It had stopped raining so Chandler walked toward a bar down the block. Monica went with him to make sure nothing would happen. After entering, Chandler went to the bar and ordered straight up whiskey. Monica also ordered a scotch on the rocks with a twist.
It took thirty five minutes and Chandler having drunk five drinks before he spilled his guts. "How could she do that?" He asked aloud after finishing his sixth drink. "I would never want to get back with that she devil!!!" He exclaimed, then ordered another drink.
"What did the female witch do?" Monica asked while taking a sip of her second drink.
"Left me standing in front of all of my friends and my family at the alter." Chandler sighed as he downed his seventh drink.
Monica spit out her drink. "WHAT!?!!! THAT BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!" Monica wondered how any one could be so cold hearted to a good man like Chandler.
"Not only that, but I found out that she had sex on top of her wedding dress with the guy she ran off with. On top of it all it was my lawyer whose name is Doug." Chandler then gulped down another shot after the bartender put it down in front of him. "Another!!!!!!!!!!"
"Sorry, sir. No more."
"Come on, Monica. Let's get out of here." Chandler mumbled then moved to get out there, only to almost fall to the floor, he was so tipsy. Monica had him lean up against her while she leaned up against him and they both stumbled out. Chandler drunk and Monica getting there.
Chandler then drug Monica to a strip club. With a sign that stated 'NO TOUCHING OF THE DANCERS IS PERMITTED'.
While they were there, Monica could not help but laugh. Those girls were obviously amateurs. They only took off their clothes, danced some, while the people would stuff money down their g-strings and left after collecting their money, the patrons would throw at them.
Not to mention, she had two other drinks and was very drunk, Chandler had three more. But he was busy stuffing money into their costumes and getting lap dances. Finally, Monica had enough .
"These girls are amateurs, why don't we go back to the apartment and I can show you how it is REALLY done? And I will not stop your hands from wondering."
"Oh, but it is my birthday!" Chandler moaned. Then once the thought and it's ramifications were processed. "Did you say that I can touch you anywhere I want to?"
"Yup…." Monica replied as she finished her forth drink.
"Hello….Metro cab?" Chandler talked into his cell phone.
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Twenty minutes later…..Monica and Chandler both stumbled into the apartment, throwing their coats to the floor. Chandler pushed the answering machine play button. Joey left a message telling him that with the bad storm, they would not be in that night.
Monica then tugged at his hand and he let himself be dragged into the front room and then she pushed him down on the couch . She then went to the kitchen and got him a six pack of beer. She then brought it back and picked out a CD and put it in the stereo, turned it all the way up and started to dance in front of him.
"Now, to get your mind off that worm. Then I will do something for you for your birthday." Monica started to sway to the music. Chandler was sitting on the couch also starting to get in the feel of the music.
First she kicked off her shoes and then started to dance suggestively to the music, her hands groping her own body, then she slowly took off her shirt and wrapped it around Chandler's neck and rubbed up against him, all the while his hands stroked her bra. Monica then pushed back and skimmed out of her skirt and unsnapped the back of her bra. Then she shook it off of her. Afterward, she got down on her hands and knees and slowly started toward Chandler, almost stalking him Then she pulled herself up on his lap while Chandler then groped and squeezed her breasts, causing them to tingle where he pinched and squeezed her. Monica then straddled Chandler and rubbed up and down against him. Chandler sighed aloud and closed his eyes. He was loving this, even though his jeans were a very uncomfortable fit.
Looking down, Monica could see that Chandler's jeans were a very tight fit. So she undid his snap and unzipped them. Then tugged at his shirt until the buttons tore off of it.
Monica then stepped back, she then pushed down the sides of her panties and then turned around and bent over giving Chandler a full view of her buttocks as she brought her panties down. Chandler then ran his hands over her buttocks and squeezed them every now and then. As well as fingering her vagina.
Once that was done, she turned around quickly wiggling in front of Chandler. Then she started to very seductively dance in front of Chandler as well as flexing and doing moves that were driving him wild. Her hands also exploring not only her body but his as well. At the end of the CD, she ended up straddling on top of Chandler's lap. Her breasts pushing into his chest where his shirt was undone.
"And how was that?" Monica smirked.
"The best lap dance that I have been given. Thank you for making me feel better." Chandler breathed.
"No problem. Now for your birthday present."…… After that was said, Monica did not waste time, she quickly knelt to the floor, kissing his chest as she did so, and pulled his pants to his knees, with him raising up to get he pants off.
"Scooby Doo?" Monica asked with her right eyebrow raised.
"So I am a kid at heart. Right now this little boy needs his present." Chandler smirked.
"Trust me there is nothing little about this boy." Monica stated as she massaged Chandler into a frenzy. Then she started to give him a blow job he would never forget.
She started at the sides and licked her way all around him, and then from front to the sides and to the back. Applying pressure that caused Chandler to moan. She teased him for a while, until she knew that he couldn't hold back anymore. Then she took a deep breath, got all of him that she could into her mouth and started in on him even more. After a bit, Chandler could not hold back anymore.
He grabbed her head and impaled himself in her throat even more than she had and then came. Chandler moaned aloud, and fell back on the couch, still holding Monica in the same position. Finally, after he was done coming, Monica pulled off of him and caught her breath, the same way Chandler was trying to catch his.
"Happy birthday, Chandler. Did you like your present?" Monica asked with a slight smile on her face.
"Monica, I need you now." With that, Chandler, threw her to the couch and started to kiss her very passionately. Chandler started to quickly pull his clothes off. Soon they had nothing on between them. And with all of the passion and the alcohol, they had forgotten about condoms. Monica even forgot about her other rule of no kissing on the lips. To her it was an occupational hazard too great. She could become too emotionally involved with a client if she did allow that rule to be broken.
Chandler then slammed hard into Monica. He then blindly started in on her. Paying no head to anything but his own needs. All he knew was that he needed her to vent his frustrations out on, not to mention it had been a while. While Monica tried to catch up, but the more she tried, the more he kept going. But, with Monica, this was all too familiar. In her mind, she was taken back to what she used to do in Vegas. The sex continued for a good ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, Chandler lay on the sofa holding Monica while they both caught their breaths. Finally, Chandler caught his and lifted Monica up and took her to his bedroom.
Once closing the door, he pushed Monica up against the wall and started in on her again. Since he was sated, going a bit slower and giving Monica a bit of pleasure. But while Chandler was going slower, Monica's face remained stoic and somber. To her this was no different than her former profession. And she was not going to let any emotions get the best of her. So she just looked blankly at the mirror across the room.
After they finished, Chandler slid himself and Monica down the wall and lay and held her for a bit. Thirty minutes later, he was ready to go again.
Chandler then pulled her up to him and quickly entered her. He was busy going at it, that he was actually pushing Monica back across the floor because of the rug that was beneath her as it moved across the wood floor. Finally, they reached the bed.
And when they could not go any further, he pushed himself further inside her and lifted her on the bed and started in on her again. Not stopping nor wanting to. He felt only that he had to get his need taken care of.
Monica looked up at the ceiling after he threw her on the bed. To her this was no different than what those men would do to her out in Vegas. No matter who they were or how they acted. They were always the same men deep down inside.
Why should Chandler had been any different? Just because he got her cleaned up and bought her some new clothes. Didn't mean that she stopped being a prostitute. She was now just a high paid one. A tear rolled down her check. Nothing ever changes for her. Just a different city, better clothes and a better room. But she was still on her back on a bed while a man was going at her.
Finally, after Chandler came inside her. He laid on top of her for a bit. Then carefully kissed her lips and then held her tight. Finally dozing in a fitful slumber while Monica quietly cried herself to sleep.
Two hours later, Chandler woke up and looked over at Monica. Seeing places where tears went down her checks, he realized what happened. Knowing a bit about her past, her 'former profession', and knowing that all he did was to go at her. He then kissed her check and went to her neck. While kissing her, Monica woke up. She just lay there and tried her hardest not to cry. But could not help it. A few came out.
"I am SOO SOOOO sorry, Monica. You have to believe me." Chandler then brushed away the tears and then kissed her forehead. He then started to massage her. After he finished, he kissed her on the lips and softly started to give her soft pecks on the neck. As well as passionately kissing her and tracing his tongue around her mouth and tangling it with her tongue.
His hands started to caress her and then when they reached her legs, she slowly opened up to him and he then slowly slid inside of her and then instead of giving himself pleasure, he started to give Monica pleasure. He made love to her, until exhausted, Monica begged for him to stop. He did, staying inside her after. Then Monica fell asleep.
Chandler looked down at her and marveled at her beauty. Her dark hair spilled on the pillow contrasting beautifully with her pale skin. Her mouth was partly opened showing perfect white teeth and her even breathing repeated itself which caused her chest to rise and fall. She hugged him like a teddy bear. With something as innocent as her, how could any mother throw out an angel like this? No matter, he was going to make sure that nothing bad would ever happen to Monica again. She could stay with him and he would take care of her.
Finally, Chandler changed positions and pulled her on top of him, while still being inside of her. And threw the covers over them both. Soon enough, he fell into a light sleep. Dreaming of Monica. And in those dreams he saw a future with her.
The next morning, Monica opened her eyes and looked around. Chandler was no where to be seen. 'I guess I should never have gotten my hopes up even though he did make love to me that last time. I should have known better. At least I have no feelings for him.' Monica thought to herself.
After she got out of bed, she put on one of his robes and entered the living room. Chandler was coming out of the kitchen carrying a tray loaded with breakfast foods of all types.
"Oh, you are up. I wanted to surprise you." He smiled a slight smile that warmed her heart.
"Don't worry, you did." Monica replied. She smiled, Chandler was definitely different than other men. He was actually thinking of her and her feelings. No other man would have.
Then they both sat down to eat. Chandler cut the edges off her bread and buttered her toast before he handed it to her. Just like she liked having it made. Monica was speechless. How did he know that?
With a tear in her eye. "No one has ever paid attention to me like you do."
He then placed his hand over hers, "Well, you are really special to me and I really do care deeply about you." Chandler looked flustered as he said that. Ever since Kathy he never opened himself up or spilled his heart out to any woman like he was to Monica. "Ever since Kathy jilted me, I have been afraid of opening my self up. Then again, I feel I can with you. That is all I can say. I am not really too good with words or with feelings." Chandler blushed as he looked down at the table, retreating his hand back. It was obvious that he was afraid of commitment. And after what happened to him, who could blame him?
Monica kissed Chandler on the side of the face, "You are much better than you think." She then reached over and grabbed his hand and held it and smiled at Chandler.
Chandler smiled back, lifted her hand and kissed the palm. It was then that Joey and Phoebe walked in. "Oh, hi guys. What is up?" Chandler asked, all innocent. Like the both of them were sitting in robes at the table was an everyday occurrence.
Phoebe smiled. "Looks like you two."
Joey did not say anything, he just walked out, slamming the door behind him. "Excuse me, ladies. I will be right back." Chandler then dropped a kiss on Monica's cheek and followed Joey.
"Joey, what is your problem?"
"She is a hooker. And she is using you. How did she do it? Talk you into going to bed with her?" Joey was angry.
"First of all, you owe her an apology. I initiated it. Or started it. While at the movies, Kathy was there. I drug Monica to a bar. And she took me home. Then well…just like I said."
"But…"
"I was rough with her, then I felt awful and well, I made love to her."
"That is it? You are basing your emotions on what happened on one night!"
"I can not explain it any better than this. She just felt so right! I mean I think that she is the one."
"Chandler, she only is in it for your money. What happens after this month? I will tell you what will happen. She will leave, and you will go through another repeat of your post wedding depression."
"Monica is different from Kathy. And she will NOT leave!"
"She is a HOOKER!!!!!
"Don't call her that!"
"Chandler, it is true. After the month is over, she will take the money you owe her and will leave. And you will be back to square one. Or should I say the bars and the strip clubs."
"Monica…."
"I hate to burst your bubble, but that is her job. That is what she does."
"She used to. But…"
"But what? Chandler, you were just another client to her last night. When you did it, was she just laying there or was she really into it?" When Chandler did not answer, "See I told you. You would even admit, that all she is, is a whore."
"NO!!! Monica is far more than just that. She is…"
"But, you do admit that she is a whore."
"Now you are putting words in my mouth."
"I know it is the truth, Phoebe knows it is the truth, Monica knows that it is the truth and deep down you know it is the truth. You just don't want to admit it."
"Why are you doing this?"
"If I didn't, there is going to be a repeat of what happened with Kathy. I am just trying to snap you back to reality."
While they were talking or yelling, Monica and Phoebe could hear every word that was said. After Chandler did not deny what Monica was, she got up slowly from the table and went to her bedroom, sat on the bed and held her bear close. She should have never had let her feelings get in the way. Now that they were, she was really going to get hurt.
After a few minutes, Chandler entered the room and sat down next to her. He then wrapped his arms around her. "Monica, you mean more to me than any woman has before. I promise you." He kissed her forehead.
"What happens at the end of the month? Are you going to just pay me and send me on my way?" Monica asked, staring out into space with a hurt expression on her face.
"No way, When I was up, I called Gandolf. My friend who is my lawyer. I have your own account set up, and…." Before Chandler could go on, Monica cut him off.
"So I am a highly paid prostitute now?"
"NO! And don't you ever call yourself that!"
"Why not it is true." Monica felt tears rolling down her cheeks.
Chandler wiped away her tears, "No, you are not. I want you to stay with me not as that, but as someone I care about."
"So I am your mistress."
"No. I mean, last night I was drunk. And that was a big mistake." Monica sighed sadly, causing Chandler to proceed on to try and make her feel better and to make up for his poor choice of words. "I mean taking you roughly like that. When we made love, and it was slow and soft and caring, I felt something. I want to take care of you and be there for you. In every way possible. I want to go in and fight all of your monsters and be there for you. I want to see your face in the morning, before all else. I want to hear your voice and your laugh. I want to wipe away your tears. I mean, to me you are perfect. Even though we have known each other for a very short time. I feel like I know more about you than any other person. And I want to know you more." Chandler kissed the side of her face.
"But will you want to know me, when you learn about my past?" Monica sighed and stifled a sob.
"Yes, I do. Everything that is important." Chandler then continued. "What you used to do is in the past. I will help you out by helping you to get your degree in anything you want to do. You are smart enough to do anything you want. I KNOW it."
Monica smiled through her tears. "You are TOO sweet. That Kathy bitch was a fool to give you up." She then took a deep breath, "I think you have the right to know what you are getting yourself into. I was a month away from fifteen when Dr. Richard Burke raped me. You see, I was on my way home from school. It was a Friday, and the school had let out early…." Monica swallowed hard. She never tried to think about this. But she felt it important to inform Chandler what happened so he could know what he was getting himself into.
Chandler held Monica tighter. "You know you do not have to tell me anything."
"It would be good for you to know, especially when this Friday rolls around."
Chandler kissed her on the shoulder. "It does not matter, I will believe and stand by you no matter what."
Phoebe and Joey then walked in the room. "I guess it is a good idea that the both of you know what happened to me as well." Monica then continued. "It was one o'clock and school had just let out for the weekend. My brother was going to be gone for the weekend to look at the colleges, my mother was staying with her mother who was sick, and my father was off at a convention and was suppose to come back home that night. Anyway, on the walk home, it started raining heavy and I got soaked. I was wearing a white cotton dress and well with it being wet, a person could see the outline of my body. Once arriving home, I quickly unlocked the door. As I was unlocking it, he arrived at the same time." Monica sighed and closed her eyes. This was hurting her.
"Monica, you do not have to continue." Phoebe explained.
"Since he was a friend of the family I let him in. He was going through marriage problems at the time and was staying at the hotel. After going inside, my father called, and explained that because of the storm, he would not be coming home that weekend. Dr. Burke then took the phone and told him not to worry, that he would watch over me. HE got off the phone and he directed me to the couch. He then threw me down on the couch, kissing me and ripped my dress apart and groped me and then started to go straight into me. He raped me for the entire day and the night. I can't go on about what he did. After that weekend, I decided not to say anything, hoping that nothing else would happen. Nothing did, until I went in for an eye appointment, he was not only a family friend, but our eye doctor as well. It was on my birthday, he went so far as to tell mom that he would get me home. Mom left to set up for my party. After she left, he made an excuse and left, to tell the receptionist to take the rest of the day off. He came back and started in on me. As soon as he was done, he went and took a pregnancy test out of his closet and made me go and take it. Happy birthday to me, it was positive. The jerk, took away my virginity, raped me and made me pregnant. I was almost hysterical, so he then gave me something to drink, and I passed out. The next thing I know, I wake up at a family planning clinic. He talked one of his doctor friends into giving me an abortion. In all, it was the worst birthday of my life. That night I told my mom what he did and she threw me out. And called her many friends. No one would help me so I went and slept on a bench in the city. A priest found me and got me to a shelter. He helped me find a job and then I was able to save enough money to get on a bus to Vegas."
"Why didn't your believe you when you told her?"
"She was having an affair with him. I found out a week after I told her."
"Phoebe stay with Monica for a minute, I am going to take a walk to clear my head." Chandler stated aloud. Trying to control his temper.
"I am coming with you." Joey stated. Obviously angry. They then left.
Phoebe and Monica looked at each other. "What do you think they are going to do?" Monica asked weakly. Phoebe sat on the bed and hugged her.
"If it is just Joey, that man would need dentures. Just Chandler, he would bankrupt him. The both of them….that man is going down." Phoebe stated with a satisfied smile on her face. Monica smiled through her tears. She was starting to feel better.
Two and a half hours later, Chandler and Joey both came through he door with a huge smiles on their faces. "Let me say the word broken fits him to a tee." Chandler beamed.
"Yeah, his nose and his bank account." Joey proudly proclaimed. If anyone did that to one of his sisters, he would not have just stopped with busting his lip or breaking his nose.
"Well, let me say that his wife is getting three quarters of his assets in their divorce and I now own the rest of his business. So he is going to be wiped out. Not to mention, I have a friend who works for the IRS. And he is definitely going to be audited." Chandler smiled. He was going to start taking care of Monica which included her past. "Where is Monica?" Chandler asked looking around.
"She fell asleep crying. I think that getting all of that out into the open is going to be good for her." Phoebe stated while drinking some coffee.
"I am going to go and see her." Chandler started toward her room.
"Chandler, I know that you are happy about what you did, but I would not tell her what you did just yet." Phoebe advised.
"I just want to be there for her, when she wakes up." He then left the room.
"Oh, he's got it BAAAADDDDD!!!" Phoebe proclaimed.
Joey smiled. "Yup, he does." For the first time actually feeling a bit better about Monica after hearing her story.
After Chandler walked into the room, he stood there and studied Monica. He frowned thinking about all of the hurt that she went through. He sighed and then took off his shoes and then laid down beside Monica as she slept and held her tight. He made himself a promise not to let her go and to be there for her always.
BTW: There WILL be some awful parts in it. If anyone has a weak stomach, DO NOT read!!!! You HAVE been warned.
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For the next week, Chandler put off all of his business dealings and meetings and spent every moment with Monica. They watched movies and TV, played cards and went to concerts, out to eat, ate delivery, went for coffee, went on walks to the park and hung out there, went to plays and also went to a Knicks game.
At first they sat by each other on the couch. Then as the week progressed, they ended up curled up around each other and even Monica sitting or laying on top of Chandler.
Phoebe thought that it was great that they were getting along so great. And were really being closer. Joey would just glare at Monica when they would do that. To him, Monica was only doing this for the money, and Chandler would wind up being hurt again.
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It was Wednesday and Friday night was the dinner. And everything was going great. They both knew what kinds of food they both liked and didn't. And their favorite movies and TV shows. And they even started to know each other's habits. The good, the bad and the annoying.
That day, Joey went to see his parents in Queens, Phoebe went with him. Monica and Chandler both went to see a movie. It was lightly raining, so they took a cab.
While in the movies, the storm increased in it's magnitude and the power went out. They ended up leaving and getting their money back. On their way out, someone from Chandler's past caught sight of him.
"Chandler!" Kathy ran up to him.
"Hello, Kathy." Chandler gritted his teeth when he said her name. How dare she even come with in sight of him. After what she did.
"Long time no see." Kathy smiled. Choosing to ignore the pretty raven haired beauty standing beside Chandler. Kathy thought that it was just a new employee.
"Not long enough." Chandler turned around to walk out.
"Oh, I see you still haven't forgiven me for what happened." Kathy smiled and stopped him. "I really am sorry for that. What do you say I buy you a drink?"
"Nope, and I never will forgive you. No amount of me getting drunk will work, either." He then started to leave again.
"Well, why don't we both be adults about it and be civilized and start on a new foot. Who knows, we might get together again. And I know for a fact, that making up is fun. Particularly when it comes with you." Kathy smiled suggestively. She hoped that he would agree to this. She really missed him, especially when it came to the sex. All she had to do was to remind him how good it was. She heard that he was not seeing anyone. Maybe this would be easy.
"No way on the face of this earth!!!" Chandler yelled out, causing people to stare.
"But…." Kathy began only to be cut off.
"You want me to get back together with you? HA!!!! I am engaged to a WONDERFUL woman." Chandler held up Monica's left hand to show off the engagement ring. "And there is no way I would give her up for a tramp like you! Oh yeah, introductions… Kathy, the slut, meet Monica Geller, a FANTASTIC interior decorator. She is more of everything than you are, or will ever be! Come on Monica let's go. The air, has suddenly become very polluted." He then started to walk off with Monica nearly running to catch up with him.
After they had left, Kathy was left standing there embarrassed. After standing there for a minute, she noticed the stares from the people around her and quickly got out of there.
It had stopped raining so Chandler walked toward a bar down the block. Monica went with him to make sure nothing would happen. After entering, Chandler went to the bar and ordered straight up whiskey. Monica also ordered a scotch on the rocks with a twist.
It took thirty five minutes and Chandler having drunk five drinks before he spilled his guts. "How could she do that?" He asked aloud after finishing his sixth drink. "I would never want to get back with that she devil!!!" He exclaimed, then ordered another drink.
"What did the female witch do?" Monica asked while taking a sip of her second drink.
"Left me standing in front of all of my friends and my family at the alter." Chandler sighed as he downed his seventh drink.
Monica spit out her drink. "WHAT!?!!! THAT BITCH!!!!!!!!!!!" Monica wondered how any one could be so cold hearted to a good man like Chandler.
"Not only that, but I found out that she had sex on top of her wedding dress with the guy she ran off with. On top of it all it was my lawyer whose name is Doug." Chandler then gulped down another shot after the bartender put it down in front of him. "Another!!!!!!!!!!"
"Sorry, sir. No more."
"Come on, Monica. Let's get out of here." Chandler mumbled then moved to get out there, only to almost fall to the floor, he was so tipsy. Monica had him lean up against her while she leaned up against him and they both stumbled out. Chandler drunk and Monica getting there.
Chandler then drug Monica to a strip club. With a sign that stated 'NO TOUCHING OF THE DANCERS IS PERMITTED'.
While they were there, Monica could not help but laugh. Those girls were obviously amateurs. They only took off their clothes, danced some, while the people would stuff money down their g-strings and left after collecting their money, the patrons would throw at them.
Not to mention, she had two other drinks and was very drunk, Chandler had three more. But he was busy stuffing money into their costumes and getting lap dances. Finally, Monica had enough .
"These girls are amateurs, why don't we go back to the apartment and I can show you how it is REALLY done? And I will not stop your hands from wondering."
"Oh, but it is my birthday!" Chandler moaned. Then once the thought and it's ramifications were processed. "Did you say that I can touch you anywhere I want to?"
"Yup…." Monica replied as she finished her forth drink.
"Hello….Metro cab?" Chandler talked into his cell phone.
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Twenty minutes later…..Monica and Chandler both stumbled into the apartment, throwing their coats to the floor. Chandler pushed the answering machine play button. Joey left a message telling him that with the bad storm, they would not be in that night.
Monica then tugged at his hand and he let himself be dragged into the front room and then she pushed him down on the couch . She then went to the kitchen and got him a six pack of beer. She then brought it back and picked out a CD and put it in the stereo, turned it all the way up and started to dance in front of him.
"Now, to get your mind off that worm. Then I will do something for you for your birthday." Monica started to sway to the music. Chandler was sitting on the couch also starting to get in the feel of the music.
First she kicked off her shoes and then started to dance suggestively to the music, her hands groping her own body, then she slowly took off her shirt and wrapped it around Chandler's neck and rubbed up against him, all the while his hands stroked her bra. Monica then pushed back and skimmed out of her skirt and unsnapped the back of her bra. Then she shook it off of her. Afterward, she got down on her hands and knees and slowly started toward Chandler, almost stalking him Then she pulled herself up on his lap while Chandler then groped and squeezed her breasts, causing them to tingle where he pinched and squeezed her. Monica then straddled Chandler and rubbed up and down against him. Chandler sighed aloud and closed his eyes. He was loving this, even though his jeans were a very uncomfortable fit.
Looking down, Monica could see that Chandler's jeans were a very tight fit. So she undid his snap and unzipped them. Then tugged at his shirt until the buttons tore off of it.
Monica then stepped back, she then pushed down the sides of her panties and then turned around and bent over giving Chandler a full view of her buttocks as she brought her panties down. Chandler then ran his hands over her buttocks and squeezed them every now and then. As well as fingering her vagina.
Once that was done, she turned around quickly wiggling in front of Chandler. Then she started to very seductively dance in front of Chandler as well as flexing and doing moves that were driving him wild. Her hands also exploring not only her body but his as well. At the end of the CD, she ended up straddling on top of Chandler's lap. Her breasts pushing into his chest where his shirt was undone.
"And how was that?" Monica smirked.
"The best lap dance that I have been given. Thank you for making me feel better." Chandler breathed.
"No problem. Now for your birthday present."…… After that was said, Monica did not waste time, she quickly knelt to the floor, kissing his chest as she did so, and pulled his pants to his knees, with him raising up to get he pants off.
"Scooby Doo?" Monica asked with her right eyebrow raised.
"So I am a kid at heart. Right now this little boy needs his present." Chandler smirked.
"Trust me there is nothing little about this boy." Monica stated as she massaged Chandler into a frenzy. Then she started to give him a blow job he would never forget.
She started at the sides and licked her way all around him, and then from front to the sides and to the back. Applying pressure that caused Chandler to moan. She teased him for a while, until she knew that he couldn't hold back anymore. Then she took a deep breath, got all of him that she could into her mouth and started in on him even more. After a bit, Chandler could not hold back anymore.
He grabbed her head and impaled himself in her throat even more than she had and then came. Chandler moaned aloud, and fell back on the couch, still holding Monica in the same position. Finally, after he was done coming, Monica pulled off of him and caught her breath, the same way Chandler was trying to catch his.
"Happy birthday, Chandler. Did you like your present?" Monica asked with a slight smile on her face.
"Monica, I need you now." With that, Chandler, threw her to the couch and started to kiss her very passionately. Chandler started to quickly pull his clothes off. Soon they had nothing on between them. And with all of the passion and the alcohol, they had forgotten about condoms. Monica even forgot about her other rule of no kissing on the lips. To her it was an occupational hazard too great. She could become too emotionally involved with a client if she did allow that rule to be broken.
Chandler then slammed hard into Monica. He then blindly started in on her. Paying no head to anything but his own needs. All he knew was that he needed her to vent his frustrations out on, not to mention it had been a while. While Monica tried to catch up, but the more she tried, the more he kept going. But, with Monica, this was all too familiar. In her mind, she was taken back to what she used to do in Vegas. The sex continued for a good ten minutes.
Ten minutes later, Chandler lay on the sofa holding Monica while they both caught their breaths. Finally, Chandler caught his and lifted Monica up and took her to his bedroom.
Once closing the door, he pushed Monica up against the wall and started in on her again. Since he was sated, going a bit slower and giving Monica a bit of pleasure. But while Chandler was going slower, Monica's face remained stoic and somber. To her this was no different than her former profession. And she was not going to let any emotions get the best of her. So she just looked blankly at the mirror across the room.
After they finished, Chandler slid himself and Monica down the wall and lay and held her for a bit. Thirty minutes later, he was ready to go again.
Chandler then pulled her up to him and quickly entered her. He was busy going at it, that he was actually pushing Monica back across the floor because of the rug that was beneath her as it moved across the wood floor. Finally, they reached the bed.
And when they could not go any further, he pushed himself further inside her and lifted her on the bed and started in on her again. Not stopping nor wanting to. He felt only that he had to get his need taken care of.
Monica looked up at the ceiling after he threw her on the bed. To her this was no different than what those men would do to her out in Vegas. No matter who they were or how they acted. They were always the same men deep down inside.
Why should Chandler had been any different? Just because he got her cleaned up and bought her some new clothes. Didn't mean that she stopped being a prostitute. She was now just a high paid one. A tear rolled down her check. Nothing ever changes for her. Just a different city, better clothes and a better room. But she was still on her back on a bed while a man was going at her.
Finally, after Chandler came inside her. He laid on top of her for a bit. Then carefully kissed her lips and then held her tight. Finally dozing in a fitful slumber while Monica quietly cried herself to sleep.
Two hours later, Chandler woke up and looked over at Monica. Seeing places where tears went down her checks, he realized what happened. Knowing a bit about her past, her 'former profession', and knowing that all he did was to go at her. He then kissed her check and went to her neck. While kissing her, Monica woke up. She just lay there and tried her hardest not to cry. But could not help it. A few came out.
"I am SOO SOOOO sorry, Monica. You have to believe me." Chandler then brushed away the tears and then kissed her forehead. He then started to massage her. After he finished, he kissed her on the lips and softly started to give her soft pecks on the neck. As well as passionately kissing her and tracing his tongue around her mouth and tangling it with her tongue.
His hands started to caress her and then when they reached her legs, she slowly opened up to him and he then slowly slid inside of her and then instead of giving himself pleasure, he started to give Monica pleasure. He made love to her, until exhausted, Monica begged for him to stop. He did, staying inside her after. Then Monica fell asleep.
Chandler looked down at her and marveled at her beauty. Her dark hair spilled on the pillow contrasting beautifully with her pale skin. Her mouth was partly opened showing perfect white teeth and her even breathing repeated itself which caused her chest to rise and fall. She hugged him like a teddy bear. With something as innocent as her, how could any mother throw out an angel like this? No matter, he was going to make sure that nothing bad would ever happen to Monica again. She could stay with him and he would take care of her.
Finally, Chandler changed positions and pulled her on top of him, while still being inside of her. And threw the covers over them both. Soon enough, he fell into a light sleep. Dreaming of Monica. And in those dreams he saw a future with her.
The next morning, Monica opened her eyes and looked around. Chandler was no where to be seen. 'I guess I should never have gotten my hopes up even though he did make love to me that last time. I should have known better. At least I have no feelings for him.' Monica thought to herself.
After she got out of bed, she put on one of his robes and entered the living room. Chandler was coming out of the kitchen carrying a tray loaded with breakfast foods of all types.
"Oh, you are up. I wanted to surprise you." He smiled a slight smile that warmed her heart.
"Don't worry, you did." Monica replied. She smiled, Chandler was definitely different than other men. He was actually thinking of her and her feelings. No other man would have.
Then they both sat down to eat. Chandler cut the edges off her bread and buttered her toast before he handed it to her. Just like she liked having it made. Monica was speechless. How did he know that?
With a tear in her eye. "No one has ever paid attention to me like you do."
He then placed his hand over hers, "Well, you are really special to me and I really do care deeply about you." Chandler looked flustered as he said that. Ever since Kathy he never opened himself up or spilled his heart out to any woman like he was to Monica. "Ever since Kathy jilted me, I have been afraid of opening my self up. Then again, I feel I can with you. That is all I can say. I am not really too good with words or with feelings." Chandler blushed as he looked down at the table, retreating his hand back. It was obvious that he was afraid of commitment. And after what happened to him, who could blame him?
Monica kissed Chandler on the side of the face, "You are much better than you think." She then reached over and grabbed his hand and held it and smiled at Chandler.
Chandler smiled back, lifted her hand and kissed the palm. It was then that Joey and Phoebe walked in. "Oh, hi guys. What is up?" Chandler asked, all innocent. Like the both of them were sitting in robes at the table was an everyday occurrence.
Phoebe smiled. "Looks like you two."
Joey did not say anything, he just walked out, slamming the door behind him. "Excuse me, ladies. I will be right back." Chandler then dropped a kiss on Monica's cheek and followed Joey.
"Joey, what is your problem?"
"She is a hooker. And she is using you. How did she do it? Talk you into going to bed with her?" Joey was angry.
"First of all, you owe her an apology. I initiated it. Or started it. While at the movies, Kathy was there. I drug Monica to a bar. And she took me home. Then well…just like I said."
"But…"
"I was rough with her, then I felt awful and well, I made love to her."
"That is it? You are basing your emotions on what happened on one night!"
"I can not explain it any better than this. She just felt so right! I mean I think that she is the one."
"Chandler, she only is in it for your money. What happens after this month? I will tell you what will happen. She will leave, and you will go through another repeat of your post wedding depression."
"Monica is different from Kathy. And she will NOT leave!"
"She is a HOOKER!!!!!
"Don't call her that!"
"Chandler, it is true. After the month is over, she will take the money you owe her and will leave. And you will be back to square one. Or should I say the bars and the strip clubs."
"Monica…."
"I hate to burst your bubble, but that is her job. That is what she does."
"She used to. But…"
"But what? Chandler, you were just another client to her last night. When you did it, was she just laying there or was she really into it?" When Chandler did not answer, "See I told you. You would even admit, that all she is, is a whore."
"NO!!! Monica is far more than just that. She is…"
"But, you do admit that she is a whore."
"Now you are putting words in my mouth."
"I know it is the truth, Phoebe knows it is the truth, Monica knows that it is the truth and deep down you know it is the truth. You just don't want to admit it."
"Why are you doing this?"
"If I didn't, there is going to be a repeat of what happened with Kathy. I am just trying to snap you back to reality."
While they were talking or yelling, Monica and Phoebe could hear every word that was said. After Chandler did not deny what Monica was, she got up slowly from the table and went to her bedroom, sat on the bed and held her bear close. She should have never had let her feelings get in the way. Now that they were, she was really going to get hurt.
After a few minutes, Chandler entered the room and sat down next to her. He then wrapped his arms around her. "Monica, you mean more to me than any woman has before. I promise you." He kissed her forehead.
"What happens at the end of the month? Are you going to just pay me and send me on my way?" Monica asked, staring out into space with a hurt expression on her face.
"No way, When I was up, I called Gandolf. My friend who is my lawyer. I have your own account set up, and…." Before Chandler could go on, Monica cut him off.
"So I am a highly paid prostitute now?"
"NO! And don't you ever call yourself that!"
"Why not it is true." Monica felt tears rolling down her cheeks.
Chandler wiped away her tears, "No, you are not. I want you to stay with me not as that, but as someone I care about."
"So I am your mistress."
"No. I mean, last night I was drunk. And that was a big mistake." Monica sighed sadly, causing Chandler to proceed on to try and make her feel better and to make up for his poor choice of words. "I mean taking you roughly like that. When we made love, and it was slow and soft and caring, I felt something. I want to take care of you and be there for you. In every way possible. I want to go in and fight all of your monsters and be there for you. I want to see your face in the morning, before all else. I want to hear your voice and your laugh. I want to wipe away your tears. I mean, to me you are perfect. Even though we have known each other for a very short time. I feel like I know more about you than any other person. And I want to know you more." Chandler kissed the side of her face.
"But will you want to know me, when you learn about my past?" Monica sighed and stifled a sob.
"Yes, I do. Everything that is important." Chandler then continued. "What you used to do is in the past. I will help you out by helping you to get your degree in anything you want to do. You are smart enough to do anything you want. I KNOW it."
Monica smiled through her tears. "You are TOO sweet. That Kathy bitch was a fool to give you up." She then took a deep breath, "I think you have the right to know what you are getting yourself into. I was a month away from fifteen when Dr. Richard Burke raped me. You see, I was on my way home from school. It was a Friday, and the school had let out early…." Monica swallowed hard. She never tried to think about this. But she felt it important to inform Chandler what happened so he could know what he was getting himself into.
Chandler held Monica tighter. "You know you do not have to tell me anything."
"It would be good for you to know, especially when this Friday rolls around."
Chandler kissed her on the shoulder. "It does not matter, I will believe and stand by you no matter what."
Phoebe and Joey then walked in the room. "I guess it is a good idea that the both of you know what happened to me as well." Monica then continued. "It was one o'clock and school had just let out for the weekend. My brother was going to be gone for the weekend to look at the colleges, my mother was staying with her mother who was sick, and my father was off at a convention and was suppose to come back home that night. Anyway, on the walk home, it started raining heavy and I got soaked. I was wearing a white cotton dress and well with it being wet, a person could see the outline of my body. Once arriving home, I quickly unlocked the door. As I was unlocking it, he arrived at the same time." Monica sighed and closed her eyes. This was hurting her.
"Monica, you do not have to continue." Phoebe explained.
"Since he was a friend of the family I let him in. He was going through marriage problems at the time and was staying at the hotel. After going inside, my father called, and explained that because of the storm, he would not be coming home that weekend. Dr. Burke then took the phone and told him not to worry, that he would watch over me. HE got off the phone and he directed me to the couch. He then threw me down on the couch, kissing me and ripped my dress apart and groped me and then started to go straight into me. He raped me for the entire day and the night. I can't go on about what he did. After that weekend, I decided not to say anything, hoping that nothing else would happen. Nothing did, until I went in for an eye appointment, he was not only a family friend, but our eye doctor as well. It was on my birthday, he went so far as to tell mom that he would get me home. Mom left to set up for my party. After she left, he made an excuse and left, to tell the receptionist to take the rest of the day off. He came back and started in on me. As soon as he was done, he went and took a pregnancy test out of his closet and made me go and take it. Happy birthday to me, it was positive. The jerk, took away my virginity, raped me and made me pregnant. I was almost hysterical, so he then gave me something to drink, and I passed out. The next thing I know, I wake up at a family planning clinic. He talked one of his doctor friends into giving me an abortion. In all, it was the worst birthday of my life. That night I told my mom what he did and she threw me out. And called her many friends. No one would help me so I went and slept on a bench in the city. A priest found me and got me to a shelter. He helped me find a job and then I was able to save enough money to get on a bus to Vegas."
"Why didn't your believe you when you told her?"
"She was having an affair with him. I found out a week after I told her."
"Phoebe stay with Monica for a minute, I am going to take a walk to clear my head." Chandler stated aloud. Trying to control his temper.
"I am coming with you." Joey stated. Obviously angry. They then left.
Phoebe and Monica looked at each other. "What do you think they are going to do?" Monica asked weakly. Phoebe sat on the bed and hugged her.
"If it is just Joey, that man would need dentures. Just Chandler, he would bankrupt him. The both of them….that man is going down." Phoebe stated with a satisfied smile on her face. Monica smiled through her tears. She was starting to feel better.
Two and a half hours later, Chandler and Joey both came through he door with a huge smiles on their faces. "Let me say the word broken fits him to a tee." Chandler beamed.
"Yeah, his nose and his bank account." Joey proudly proclaimed. If anyone did that to one of his sisters, he would not have just stopped with busting his lip or breaking his nose.
"Well, let me say that his wife is getting three quarters of his assets in their divorce and I now own the rest of his business. So he is going to be wiped out. Not to mention, I have a friend who works for the IRS. And he is definitely going to be audited." Chandler smiled. He was going to start taking care of Monica which included her past. "Where is Monica?" Chandler asked looking around.
"She fell asleep crying. I think that getting all of that out into the open is going to be good for her." Phoebe stated while drinking some coffee.
"I am going to go and see her." Chandler started toward her room.
"Chandler, I know that you are happy about what you did, but I would not tell her what you did just yet." Phoebe advised.
"I just want to be there for her, when she wakes up." He then left the room.
"Oh, he's got it BAAAADDDDD!!!" Phoebe proclaimed.
Joey smiled. "Yup, he does." For the first time actually feeling a bit better about Monica after hearing her story.
After Chandler walked into the room, he stood there and studied Monica. He frowned thinking about all of the hurt that she went through. He sighed and then took off his shoes and then laid down beside Monica as she slept and held her tight. He made himself a promise not to let her go and to be there for her always.