A/n: Hy all! Because of this new censure I've had to change some part of my
story in order to avoid that the site could delete it. So here it is:
censured in some parts, but still here. If you want to read the true
version of some chapters, please write me and I'll send them to you
privately.
Disclaimer: all the characters that appeared PB are property of USA Film and
Universal.
Prologue - Past -
"Riiiiiddiiiiick!" she shouted holding Jackie's hand near to Imam and looking at the ship, sailing away, the rain flooding her face. "Noooooooo," she shouted once more. The ship was far from them now. She was still there, crying silently; then she wiped her tears off, and stood up looking all around her. "Let's go," she said and they all went to search for shelter from the rain.
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CH.1 - Present -
Sometimes life could be very hard. This was what Stephanie Baxter was thinking while she was unloading a big car full of animal goods and medicine on that hot, sunny day. Guy was away to pay some bills. She was left alone there to do the hard work, but she got used to all this, as it was part of the deal! After all those years, his dream had become true; "Animal Land" was a reality. This was what she had fought, sweated, and studied for: an animal medical centre with a little pet- shop in the back of the small building. Guy was the first veterinary doctor and half owner, the other half was Stephanie the, second veterinarian and also responsible for the little store. But why was Guy so late, thought Stephanie, as she unloaded one other big case of goods, her long blond plait hanging down in front of her, making her lose her temper. This was a busy morning and he wasn't back yet. The doorbell rang. Someone had come in the store. Stephanie snorted, pulled back an unruly forelock and went to see to the customers. "Hurry up Steph! I still got a lot of deliveries to do," said the deliveryman. "I'll be back in a while," Stephanie said back. Three people had come in, two men and a lady. Stephanie prayed that Guy was on the way back. " Morning Ma'am, may I help you?" "Oh, yes. I'm looking for birdseed" the lady asked and Stephanie quickly gave her what she wanted. "And you Sir?" Again she gave him what he was looking for. When she looked for the third customer, he had disappeared. She looked around her and glanced outside the shop. Nothing. She hadn't even noticed when he had left the store, because the doorbell didn't ring! Yet she was sure she had seen three people at first.probably having hallucinations, thought Stephanie as she went back to the deliveryman to continue her work. "C'mon Steph! There's still a lot to do and I'm late! "I'm here, I'm here." She resumed work. Once she finished unloading and paid the man, she began to organize all the boxed things surrounding her. The back of the building was an oven today and she hoped for a hint of breeze. Thirsty, she took the bottle of water and started to drink. Suddenly she stopped. She felt a strange sensation.like she was not alone. A shiver shot along her spine. She looked around her to check if there was somebody else. No one. She decided it was a false alarm and drank some more water. A little breeze did rise; Stephanie closed her eyes to enjoy as much as possible the moment. Once more she felt that sensation of being watched even stronger than before. She immediately opened her eyes and looked around for second time. Nothing. "What am I looking for," she asked herself. She shook her head and started to work again.
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He arrived that morning. At the beginning, he didn't notice her, then, in the back, he saw her. She was alone, except for a deliveryman. He observed her hidden behind a hedge. He had learned to camouflage himself, and to move silently when he was younger. This had saved his life many times.
She hadn't changed. Only her hair was longer than before; same gold as wheat hair tied up in a long plait. She had lost weight, but she was also firmer, more muscular. She was dressed like a man: large military trousers and hiking boots. The military green t-shirt she wore fit her like a second skin, clinging to her sweaty well-shaped body.
She was carrying a heavy box of goods when her shirt lifted up, leaving her abs exposed. He swallowed. He could try to sneak up to her, but he decided to go into the shop instead. Two people were there and he joined them, standing behind. Now he could better watch her, hidden behind his dark sunglasses, the hat and the long clothes, which helped to hide his powerful tall physical.
She came out from the back room, cleaning her hands on her pants. She served the customers. She had to be quite tired because she didn't really notice who was in front of her. She didn't recognize him. Good. He saw that she was tanned. Her delicate skin usually so pale was gilt (she had to work outside a lot). Her eyes so blue they seemed to shine. She wore no make-up, it wasn't her style, and she didn't need it. No, she hadn't changed. He watched her for a while, then as silently as he arrived he disappeared. He decided to go back to where he was before, hidden behind the hedge, where he could better watch her. It seemed the work was too hard for her, but she was stubborn, would have never showed her weakness. He knew it, his lips bent in a smile at the thought. He continued to watch her. She stopped and drank. He ran his gaze all over her hot body, slowly like a languid caress; over her breasts, her hips, her long legs, then up again to stop on her face. He half closed his eyes at the image. Then suddenly, he turned and went away.
Disclaimer: all the characters that appeared PB are property of USA Film and
Universal.
Prologue - Past -
"Riiiiiddiiiiick!" she shouted holding Jackie's hand near to Imam and looking at the ship, sailing away, the rain flooding her face. "Noooooooo," she shouted once more. The ship was far from them now. She was still there, crying silently; then she wiped her tears off, and stood up looking all around her. "Let's go," she said and they all went to search for shelter from the rain.
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CH.1 - Present -
Sometimes life could be very hard. This was what Stephanie Baxter was thinking while she was unloading a big car full of animal goods and medicine on that hot, sunny day. Guy was away to pay some bills. She was left alone there to do the hard work, but she got used to all this, as it was part of the deal! After all those years, his dream had become true; "Animal Land" was a reality. This was what she had fought, sweated, and studied for: an animal medical centre with a little pet- shop in the back of the small building. Guy was the first veterinary doctor and half owner, the other half was Stephanie the, second veterinarian and also responsible for the little store. But why was Guy so late, thought Stephanie, as she unloaded one other big case of goods, her long blond plait hanging down in front of her, making her lose her temper. This was a busy morning and he wasn't back yet. The doorbell rang. Someone had come in the store. Stephanie snorted, pulled back an unruly forelock and went to see to the customers. "Hurry up Steph! I still got a lot of deliveries to do," said the deliveryman. "I'll be back in a while," Stephanie said back. Three people had come in, two men and a lady. Stephanie prayed that Guy was on the way back. " Morning Ma'am, may I help you?" "Oh, yes. I'm looking for birdseed" the lady asked and Stephanie quickly gave her what she wanted. "And you Sir?" Again she gave him what he was looking for. When she looked for the third customer, he had disappeared. She looked around her and glanced outside the shop. Nothing. She hadn't even noticed when he had left the store, because the doorbell didn't ring! Yet she was sure she had seen three people at first.probably having hallucinations, thought Stephanie as she went back to the deliveryman to continue her work. "C'mon Steph! There's still a lot to do and I'm late! "I'm here, I'm here." She resumed work. Once she finished unloading and paid the man, she began to organize all the boxed things surrounding her. The back of the building was an oven today and she hoped for a hint of breeze. Thirsty, she took the bottle of water and started to drink. Suddenly she stopped. She felt a strange sensation.like she was not alone. A shiver shot along her spine. She looked around her to check if there was somebody else. No one. She decided it was a false alarm and drank some more water. A little breeze did rise; Stephanie closed her eyes to enjoy as much as possible the moment. Once more she felt that sensation of being watched even stronger than before. She immediately opened her eyes and looked around for second time. Nothing. "What am I looking for," she asked herself. She shook her head and started to work again.
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He arrived that morning. At the beginning, he didn't notice her, then, in the back, he saw her. She was alone, except for a deliveryman. He observed her hidden behind a hedge. He had learned to camouflage himself, and to move silently when he was younger. This had saved his life many times.
She hadn't changed. Only her hair was longer than before; same gold as wheat hair tied up in a long plait. She had lost weight, but she was also firmer, more muscular. She was dressed like a man: large military trousers and hiking boots. The military green t-shirt she wore fit her like a second skin, clinging to her sweaty well-shaped body.
She was carrying a heavy box of goods when her shirt lifted up, leaving her abs exposed. He swallowed. He could try to sneak up to her, but he decided to go into the shop instead. Two people were there and he joined them, standing behind. Now he could better watch her, hidden behind his dark sunglasses, the hat and the long clothes, which helped to hide his powerful tall physical.
She came out from the back room, cleaning her hands on her pants. She served the customers. She had to be quite tired because she didn't really notice who was in front of her. She didn't recognize him. Good. He saw that she was tanned. Her delicate skin usually so pale was gilt (she had to work outside a lot). Her eyes so blue they seemed to shine. She wore no make-up, it wasn't her style, and she didn't need it. No, she hadn't changed. He watched her for a while, then as silently as he arrived he disappeared. He decided to go back to where he was before, hidden behind the hedge, where he could better watch her. It seemed the work was too hard for her, but she was stubborn, would have never showed her weakness. He knew it, his lips bent in a smile at the thought. He continued to watch her. She stopped and drank. He ran his gaze all over her hot body, slowly like a languid caress; over her breasts, her hips, her long legs, then up again to stop on her face. He half closed his eyes at the image. Then suddenly, he turned and went away.