An: Hello lovely readers! *Throws confetti* thank youz for your feedback! I
hope you're enjoying another one of my odd couple set ups. I still don't
remember how exactly I got this idea. Oh well it came to me and I wrote it
so here it is! This is a bit diff. From my other stories. Some of the
characters are actually nice. And there isn't going to be a lot of HHH
bashing. But he will play a pretty big role in the plot line. Well that's
enough secrets for today.
"Bye Marie!"Vivian Moore called out to the brunette walking out of the office on her second day on the job. It took her that time to get her office set up and collect the letters that had come on Monday. The tall brunette turned and smiled. Then she waved and headed out of the building.
"Another day done." Stephanie said and opened her car door and put the small box of letters along with her purse on to the passenger's seat. She smiled and got in herself and drove home. On the way, she turned on the radio and a familiar song was playing. She turned it up when she realized it was Eminem's "The way I am."
Soft jazz music played when she got home called Lita, fed Max, ate dinner and finally got to work. Sitting down at her desk she opened the first letter and began to read it
Dear Nation Magazine,
Hello. I'm glad that you've opened this letter. I'm not including my name because well if this is printed it could be embarrassing. Well here is my problem; I'm in love. Deeply in love with two men. We'll call them Hunt and Bub, anyway Hunt just got divorced and it seems he's still got something for his ex-wife. When we started to date he was fully attentive and I fell in love with him within weeks. Then his divorce went through and he stopped and began ignoring me and then he helped spread this rumor about her and nothing else mattered to him anymore. But then I met Bub. Well I've actually known him for about 2 years but we never really talked. He saved me from this mean guy who tried to attack me after I turned his friend down. Ever since he's been watching over me and protecting me and well.. I fell in love with him too. But just recently Hunt has been coming back to me and I just don't know what to do. I've started something that I don't know how to finish. Please help.
1 Confused and in Love twice
"Wow." Stephanie said taking a bite out of her chicken salad sandwich. The names and sounded very familiar to her. She wished Hunter was still in love with her like Hunt was with his ex-wife. But that was all in the past. She shook her head and began to type the response on her computer.
Dear Confused and in love twice,
Hello, it's alright that you don't want to tell me your name I understand. My name is Marie, I'm the new columist. While reading your letter I remembered when my husband and I divorced. He did a very imature thing like Hunt did to his wife. But this isn't about me, its about you and solving your problem. It seems that Hunt is not over his wife and can't commit or even think about commiting to anyone. No woman deserves to be put behind an ex-whatever! But this Bub guy that you wrote about seems to be able to be with you and love you no strings attached. And unless you didn't tell me something then that sounds like a pretty sweet thing right there. I'm not telling you to do that but my real advice is to just follow your heart but listen to your mind. You never know what you might see.
Marie
Stephanie sat back and grinned. It was perfect. Almost perfect. She couldn't put her whole name. Groaning she saved the letter and got up to put away her sandwich and get something to drink when the phone rang. Setting the half eaten sandwich on the counter and walking to pick it up.
"Hello Steph-Marie McMahon speaking." Stephanie said impatiently. She was anxious to read the next letter in her box. The person on the other line chuckled and wheezed.
"Hello Stephanie…..What's your scary movie?" The wheezing continued and she paused for a second. Then fear stilled her until another voice was heard in the back round that reminded her of someone. She rolled her.eyes and replied obnoxiously. "It's what's your favorite scary movie you dork. Shane sometimes I really do wonder about you."
"What makes you think I'm Shane?" The voice said again and was followed by snickering in the backround.
"Maybe because Chris is snickering in the backround and between the two of you you are two fourths of the people who know this number." Stephanie said cockily.
"Good point. How are ya little sis?" He asked her bringing an ice cold beer to his lips.
"Doing great I got a job" "She said smiling into the phone when Shane relayed the message to Chris. She heard laughter and grinned. She knew neither of them thought of her getting a job. She had enough money in the bank to live off of for at least a year.
"So what is this job?" Shane asked her.
"If I told you I'd have to kill you." She said with a fairly large smile on her face.
"You wouldn't kill your sweet, lovable, handsome brother would you?" He replied mockingly.
"Since when did you get those personality traits?" She asked him. The sound of glass breaking made Shane jump.
"Hey Steph I gotta run." Shane said and Chris was laughing yet again in the backround. "I'll talk to you later right now I have to save Chris from the largest hotel bill he's ever seen in his life."
"Alright bye!" She said and the phone clicked off on the other line. She set the phone back down on the hook and walked back into the kitchen to pick up an ice cold water bottle. Running back upstairs to her office she opened another letter.
Dear Nation Magazine,
My name is Delilah and I have a BIG problem. All my life I've been small breasted. You know nothing under the shirt to hide. And I have a friend who shall I say isn't bust-impaired. She suggested to me to get breast implants. I toyed with the idea for over a month. And just last week I got them. Now I'm a c cup and I get looks from people who know me as if I'm a tramp or something. But I feel a bit more confident walking into work and going out to clubs and going on dates than I even did before. Does this mean I should keep them or not? Please help.
1.1 Delilah
Stephanie almost choked on her water. Was that close to home or what? Reading the letter over again she groaned. Sighing she began to rub her temples. She began to think about the problem at hand. What would Lita do? No wait Lita probably wouldn't answer the letter. What would Shane do? Stephanie smacked her forehead and laughed. Shane would most likely say for the poor woman to get more implants. Shaking her head she glanced at her book shelf a piece of literature catching her eye. What would Oprah do?
Dear Delilah,
I'm pleased that you wrote to us. My name is Marie and I'm the new advice columnist. I partly understand what you're going though. A year or two back I got breast implants as well and while they raised my confidence they lowered respect for me from my friends, family, and fellow employees. I got attention from my husband,yes, I got attention from other people, yes, but I didn't gain any respect at all. Sometimes even now I get stereotyped for my rack instead of my credentials. I never want to tell people what to do but here's my suggestion. Maybe you should consider the pros and cons of losing your new breasts. Weigh them over in your mind and think carefully about the decision you've come to. Then you should act on it and don't look back. A final thought is which would you choose a more confident lifestyle with many ramifications or a hopefully confident lifestyle with ramifications. Either way you have to do what's best for you. Best of luck!
Marie
Stephanie sat back and admired the letter she'd written. Hopefully she'd be of as much help as she could to the people she'd be writing to. Closing her laptop computer she shut everything down for the night. Walking to her room she tiredly climbed into bed. Still fully dressed she pulled the covers over her head and drifted off to sleep ignoring the dog that plopped down beside her.
I hope you liked this chapter that I wrote! I enjoyed writing it! Watch out for the next chapter of this. I'm real and Breathe. I'm sorry this chapter was so short.
Please review if you have time!
"Bye Marie!"Vivian Moore called out to the brunette walking out of the office on her second day on the job. It took her that time to get her office set up and collect the letters that had come on Monday. The tall brunette turned and smiled. Then she waved and headed out of the building.
"Another day done." Stephanie said and opened her car door and put the small box of letters along with her purse on to the passenger's seat. She smiled and got in herself and drove home. On the way, she turned on the radio and a familiar song was playing. She turned it up when she realized it was Eminem's "The way I am."
Soft jazz music played when she got home called Lita, fed Max, ate dinner and finally got to work. Sitting down at her desk she opened the first letter and began to read it
Dear Nation Magazine,
Hello. I'm glad that you've opened this letter. I'm not including my name because well if this is printed it could be embarrassing. Well here is my problem; I'm in love. Deeply in love with two men. We'll call them Hunt and Bub, anyway Hunt just got divorced and it seems he's still got something for his ex-wife. When we started to date he was fully attentive and I fell in love with him within weeks. Then his divorce went through and he stopped and began ignoring me and then he helped spread this rumor about her and nothing else mattered to him anymore. But then I met Bub. Well I've actually known him for about 2 years but we never really talked. He saved me from this mean guy who tried to attack me after I turned his friend down. Ever since he's been watching over me and protecting me and well.. I fell in love with him too. But just recently Hunt has been coming back to me and I just don't know what to do. I've started something that I don't know how to finish. Please help.
1 Confused and in Love twice
"Wow." Stephanie said taking a bite out of her chicken salad sandwich. The names and sounded very familiar to her. She wished Hunter was still in love with her like Hunt was with his ex-wife. But that was all in the past. She shook her head and began to type the response on her computer.
Dear Confused and in love twice,
Hello, it's alright that you don't want to tell me your name I understand. My name is Marie, I'm the new columist. While reading your letter I remembered when my husband and I divorced. He did a very imature thing like Hunt did to his wife. But this isn't about me, its about you and solving your problem. It seems that Hunt is not over his wife and can't commit or even think about commiting to anyone. No woman deserves to be put behind an ex-whatever! But this Bub guy that you wrote about seems to be able to be with you and love you no strings attached. And unless you didn't tell me something then that sounds like a pretty sweet thing right there. I'm not telling you to do that but my real advice is to just follow your heart but listen to your mind. You never know what you might see.
Marie
Stephanie sat back and grinned. It was perfect. Almost perfect. She couldn't put her whole name. Groaning she saved the letter and got up to put away her sandwich and get something to drink when the phone rang. Setting the half eaten sandwich on the counter and walking to pick it up.
"Hello Steph-Marie McMahon speaking." Stephanie said impatiently. She was anxious to read the next letter in her box. The person on the other line chuckled and wheezed.
"Hello Stephanie…..What's your scary movie?" The wheezing continued and she paused for a second. Then fear stilled her until another voice was heard in the back round that reminded her of someone. She rolled her.eyes and replied obnoxiously. "It's what's your favorite scary movie you dork. Shane sometimes I really do wonder about you."
"What makes you think I'm Shane?" The voice said again and was followed by snickering in the backround.
"Maybe because Chris is snickering in the backround and between the two of you you are two fourths of the people who know this number." Stephanie said cockily.
"Good point. How are ya little sis?" He asked her bringing an ice cold beer to his lips.
"Doing great I got a job" "She said smiling into the phone when Shane relayed the message to Chris. She heard laughter and grinned. She knew neither of them thought of her getting a job. She had enough money in the bank to live off of for at least a year.
"So what is this job?" Shane asked her.
"If I told you I'd have to kill you." She said with a fairly large smile on her face.
"You wouldn't kill your sweet, lovable, handsome brother would you?" He replied mockingly.
"Since when did you get those personality traits?" She asked him. The sound of glass breaking made Shane jump.
"Hey Steph I gotta run." Shane said and Chris was laughing yet again in the backround. "I'll talk to you later right now I have to save Chris from the largest hotel bill he's ever seen in his life."
"Alright bye!" She said and the phone clicked off on the other line. She set the phone back down on the hook and walked back into the kitchen to pick up an ice cold water bottle. Running back upstairs to her office she opened another letter.
Dear Nation Magazine,
My name is Delilah and I have a BIG problem. All my life I've been small breasted. You know nothing under the shirt to hide. And I have a friend who shall I say isn't bust-impaired. She suggested to me to get breast implants. I toyed with the idea for over a month. And just last week I got them. Now I'm a c cup and I get looks from people who know me as if I'm a tramp or something. But I feel a bit more confident walking into work and going out to clubs and going on dates than I even did before. Does this mean I should keep them or not? Please help.
1.1 Delilah
Stephanie almost choked on her water. Was that close to home or what? Reading the letter over again she groaned. Sighing she began to rub her temples. She began to think about the problem at hand. What would Lita do? No wait Lita probably wouldn't answer the letter. What would Shane do? Stephanie smacked her forehead and laughed. Shane would most likely say for the poor woman to get more implants. Shaking her head she glanced at her book shelf a piece of literature catching her eye. What would Oprah do?
Dear Delilah,
I'm pleased that you wrote to us. My name is Marie and I'm the new advice columnist. I partly understand what you're going though. A year or two back I got breast implants as well and while they raised my confidence they lowered respect for me from my friends, family, and fellow employees. I got attention from my husband,yes, I got attention from other people, yes, but I didn't gain any respect at all. Sometimes even now I get stereotyped for my rack instead of my credentials. I never want to tell people what to do but here's my suggestion. Maybe you should consider the pros and cons of losing your new breasts. Weigh them over in your mind and think carefully about the decision you've come to. Then you should act on it and don't look back. A final thought is which would you choose a more confident lifestyle with many ramifications or a hopefully confident lifestyle with ramifications. Either way you have to do what's best for you. Best of luck!
Marie
Stephanie sat back and admired the letter she'd written. Hopefully she'd be of as much help as she could to the people she'd be writing to. Closing her laptop computer she shut everything down for the night. Walking to her room she tiredly climbed into bed. Still fully dressed she pulled the covers over her head and drifted off to sleep ignoring the dog that plopped down beside her.
I hope you liked this chapter that I wrote! I enjoyed writing it! Watch out for the next chapter of this. I'm real and Breathe. I'm sorry this chapter was so short.
Please review if you have time!