TAMING THE LIONESS
Disclaimer: Nope, it's not mine. Not the characters or places anyway.
A/n: hey! Guess what? I meant to post last weekend, but I had a diaramma due in English and so I
spent all weekend fighting the hot glue gun. And the gun won. I seriously think I have second degree
burns. This week was pretty sucky. The most memorable thing was in Science, Zack told me to stop
PMSing grrr... We had state testing all week so I'm fairly fried. Then weh have registration next week
Grr... why can't they just leave me alone? any way, i'll let ya go read. There are people reading this
right? RIGHT? Feed back people I NEED feed back let me know what ya think, and I promise to
TRY to post more often. REVIEW! REVIEW!
ChApTeR sIxTeEn
» ¢ `` Indecent Proposal `` » ¢
George firmly closed the wooden door behind them. He stood staring at the door, a
fraction of hesitation running through his head. Slowly George turned around, and was startled
by the sight before him. It wasn't Mandy herself that disturbed him so much. No, not Mandy
herself scared him, she was undoubtedly a beautiful and innocent enough girl, but her position in
the room was one to ponder.
Mandy settled on the cold stone floor, was on bended knee. Her dress was spread around
her small frame gracefully. She was ravishing yet, George still felt nervous. Yes, Mandy was
breathtaking; nevertheless, in the pit of his stomach, George couldn't help but feel ill at the sight
of her.
"Here," Mandy smiled. (a/n: oh! She's just a smiling fool isn't she?) "Let's do this the
way. George Cooper, will you marry me? I don't have a ring or anything, but I hope you can
find it in that large heart of yours to forgive me." She waited expectantly, a grin still plastered
upon the delicate features of her face.
"Why?" George pleaded upset. I was really hurting him to have to be so harsh with her,
but she was bringing it upon herself. He couldn't marry her. He was seventeen and to top it off,
he had no idea who she even was. What had he known her for now? Fifteen minutes maximum?
George had gon into a sort of metal daze. A full minute had gone by with no response, or even an
attempt to respond, so Mandy persisted.
"Will you?"
George shook his head clearing his thoughts.
"No!" He burst out brutally. Mandy's face fell drastically. "I'm sorry." He continued.
"I don't know you! What's more– "
Mandy interrupted. "We can get to know each other -`after`- we're married."
George laughed. "That's absurd! I don't even -`want`- to get married!"
"How do you know?" Mandy demanded. "Have you ever tried it?"
George was confused. "Tried what?"
"Marriage."
"No!" George scoffed. This girl was mental.
"I– do– not– ``LOVE``– you– " George repeated slowly so she would get the picture.
She didn't. "You will." Mandy insisted. Draggingly but with effortless grace, Mandy
pulled herself up from her submissive position on the floor. Then she sauntered closer to George.
As Mandy leisurely made her way closer, George was baking away. For each step she to forward,
George matched it, taking one back. Eventually George had gone as far as he possible could;
Mandy had backed him directly into the door. George flattened himself as tightly against the door
he could manage, hoping against all hope and hoping against the odds that Mandy would not
come any closer. Ans she didn't. For the time being. Mandy stood scant inches away, an almost
smug look on her face.
"What's the matter, George?"
"Nothing." He defended. "Why do you ask?"
"You keep moving away, are you afraid of me?"
He gulped. "No."
Mandy laughed. Her laugh was light hearted and musical. "You're so sweet." Then she
reached a delicate hand up and tweaked his nose. The action was much like that of a mother
playfully correcting a child's wrong. As a result of her movement, George jerked his head back.
The quick movement was rewarded with pain when his head smartly smacked the wall behind
him. He scowled at her touch, and at his foolish crack on the head from the wall.
"Ow." He mumbled. Mandy chuckled again. "You're so sweet!"
"Am I?" Her asked skeptically. George put his hands on her shoulders and pushed
Mandy gently but firmly away. Now, luckily, she was an arm's length away, instead of the hair's
breath away as she was before.
"George, George, George..." Mandy said shaking her head. At that moment George felt
very much like a little child. He tried to play it cool, as if her touch and closeness didn't matter.
"Mandy, Mandy, Mandy..." George repeated.
"Oh! It's so good to hear you say my name that way!" Mandy exclaimed.
George's face fell. The corners of his lips descended. That's all her needed was to
encourage her. George kept a firm grip on Mandy's shoulders ensuring she kept her distance.
"George," Mandy asked. "Why are you pushing me away?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are." She wiggled out of his grasp and moved in closer than she had ever
planned to before. "Don't you find me desirable?" She asked. With each breath she took her
firm youthful breasts brushed against his chest enticingly.
George finally put two and two to together and got five. (–jk) *That little vixen!* George
thought to himself. *She's trying to seduce me into marrying her!* The worst part of it was... it
seemed to be working masterfully. Inadvertently George's eyes kept traveling down to Mandy's
bosom. He didn't know why and was shocked at what little self-control he seemed to have.
Mandy was fully covered, and George had seen more skin in the rogue court, but there was
something about their contact that made him painfully aroused. This also upset him.
"Geor-orge?" Mandy asked in a sing-song voice.
"What?" He asked bringing his eyes up to meet hers.
"Do you find me desirable?" She repeated.
He smiled at her and subconsciously gulped. George was wondering how to answer when
Mandy stated her question for a third time.
"Do you think of me as a desirable woman?"
"You're just a girl." George avoided answering.
"Okay," she didn't let that stop her. "Do you think that I am an attractive girl."
He decided to tell the truth. That way it wouldn't eventually come back and bite him in
the butt– hopefully. "Yes. I do find you very attractive," he swallowed. "And yes, I think you
are desirable."
Mandy's face burst with joy. She had a present smile on her face, and was obviously
pleased. "That's wonderful! Let's get married!" She proposed ``again.``
"We can't! I don't lo– "
Mandy placed an elegant finger over his lips. George moved his mouth to answer and she
stopped him. "Don't answer now. Think about it and I'll come back tomorrow for your answer.
I want you to really consider it." She warned. Then Mandy stood on her tip-toes and softly
pecked George on the lips. She smiled delighted at his shocked reaction.
"Excuse me." She said, indicating for him to move away from the front of the door.
"Sorry." George moved around her and stepped aside. He still looked surprised.
Mandy opened the door and walked out. Before she close to door behind her, she smiled
at George for the umpteenth time that night. "Goodnight, George Cooper, you have a lot to think
about." He was still too stunned to answer. She started down the hall. George stood in front of
the door watching her small retreating form. At the head of the stairs Mandy turned again.
"You're `*`going`*` to be mine. I'll make sure of it. Even if I have to use `*`all`*` my womanly
charms. (George knew how successful those `could` be) So help me, George Cooper, I `*`will`*`
be your wife."
A/n: up next, two words: Emotional Retardation
oh! Feed back people feed back. Review I need to know what's going on inside thos little heads of my
few readers, (I just assume It's few because...low self esteem) REVIEW!
Disclaimer: Nope, it's not mine. Not the characters or places anyway.
A/n: hey! Guess what? I meant to post last weekend, but I had a diaramma due in English and so I
spent all weekend fighting the hot glue gun. And the gun won. I seriously think I have second degree
burns. This week was pretty sucky. The most memorable thing was in Science, Zack told me to stop
PMSing grrr... We had state testing all week so I'm fairly fried. Then weh have registration next week
Grr... why can't they just leave me alone? any way, i'll let ya go read. There are people reading this
right? RIGHT? Feed back people I NEED feed back let me know what ya think, and I promise to
TRY to post more often. REVIEW! REVIEW!
ChApTeR sIxTeEn
» ¢ `` Indecent Proposal `` » ¢
George firmly closed the wooden door behind them. He stood staring at the door, a
fraction of hesitation running through his head. Slowly George turned around, and was startled
by the sight before him. It wasn't Mandy herself that disturbed him so much. No, not Mandy
herself scared him, she was undoubtedly a beautiful and innocent enough girl, but her position in
the room was one to ponder.
Mandy settled on the cold stone floor, was on bended knee. Her dress was spread around
her small frame gracefully. She was ravishing yet, George still felt nervous. Yes, Mandy was
breathtaking; nevertheless, in the pit of his stomach, George couldn't help but feel ill at the sight
of her.
"Here," Mandy smiled. (a/n: oh! She's just a smiling fool isn't she?) "Let's do this the
way. George Cooper, will you marry me? I don't have a ring or anything, but I hope you can
find it in that large heart of yours to forgive me." She waited expectantly, a grin still plastered
upon the delicate features of her face.
"Why?" George pleaded upset. I was really hurting him to have to be so harsh with her,
but she was bringing it upon herself. He couldn't marry her. He was seventeen and to top it off,
he had no idea who she even was. What had he known her for now? Fifteen minutes maximum?
George had gon into a sort of metal daze. A full minute had gone by with no response, or even an
attempt to respond, so Mandy persisted.
"Will you?"
George shook his head clearing his thoughts.
"No!" He burst out brutally. Mandy's face fell drastically. "I'm sorry." He continued.
"I don't know you! What's more– "
Mandy interrupted. "We can get to know each other -`after`- we're married."
George laughed. "That's absurd! I don't even -`want`- to get married!"
"How do you know?" Mandy demanded. "Have you ever tried it?"
George was confused. "Tried what?"
"Marriage."
"No!" George scoffed. This girl was mental.
"I– do– not– ``LOVE``– you– " George repeated slowly so she would get the picture.
She didn't. "You will." Mandy insisted. Draggingly but with effortless grace, Mandy
pulled herself up from her submissive position on the floor. Then she sauntered closer to George.
As Mandy leisurely made her way closer, George was baking away. For each step she to forward,
George matched it, taking one back. Eventually George had gone as far as he possible could;
Mandy had backed him directly into the door. George flattened himself as tightly against the door
he could manage, hoping against all hope and hoping against the odds that Mandy would not
come any closer. Ans she didn't. For the time being. Mandy stood scant inches away, an almost
smug look on her face.
"What's the matter, George?"
"Nothing." He defended. "Why do you ask?"
"You keep moving away, are you afraid of me?"
He gulped. "No."
Mandy laughed. Her laugh was light hearted and musical. "You're so sweet." Then she
reached a delicate hand up and tweaked his nose. The action was much like that of a mother
playfully correcting a child's wrong. As a result of her movement, George jerked his head back.
The quick movement was rewarded with pain when his head smartly smacked the wall behind
him. He scowled at her touch, and at his foolish crack on the head from the wall.
"Ow." He mumbled. Mandy chuckled again. "You're so sweet!"
"Am I?" Her asked skeptically. George put his hands on her shoulders and pushed
Mandy gently but firmly away. Now, luckily, she was an arm's length away, instead of the hair's
breath away as she was before.
"George, George, George..." Mandy said shaking her head. At that moment George felt
very much like a little child. He tried to play it cool, as if her touch and closeness didn't matter.
"Mandy, Mandy, Mandy..." George repeated.
"Oh! It's so good to hear you say my name that way!" Mandy exclaimed.
George's face fell. The corners of his lips descended. That's all her needed was to
encourage her. George kept a firm grip on Mandy's shoulders ensuring she kept her distance.
"George," Mandy asked. "Why are you pushing me away?"
"I'm not."
"Yes you are." She wiggled out of his grasp and moved in closer than she had ever
planned to before. "Don't you find me desirable?" She asked. With each breath she took her
firm youthful breasts brushed against his chest enticingly.
George finally put two and two to together and got five. (–jk) *That little vixen!* George
thought to himself. *She's trying to seduce me into marrying her!* The worst part of it was... it
seemed to be working masterfully. Inadvertently George's eyes kept traveling down to Mandy's
bosom. He didn't know why and was shocked at what little self-control he seemed to have.
Mandy was fully covered, and George had seen more skin in the rogue court, but there was
something about their contact that made him painfully aroused. This also upset him.
"Geor-orge?" Mandy asked in a sing-song voice.
"What?" He asked bringing his eyes up to meet hers.
"Do you find me desirable?" She repeated.
He smiled at her and subconsciously gulped. George was wondering how to answer when
Mandy stated her question for a third time.
"Do you think of me as a desirable woman?"
"You're just a girl." George avoided answering.
"Okay," she didn't let that stop her. "Do you think that I am an attractive girl."
He decided to tell the truth. That way it wouldn't eventually come back and bite him in
the butt– hopefully. "Yes. I do find you very attractive," he swallowed. "And yes, I think you
are desirable."
Mandy's face burst with joy. She had a present smile on her face, and was obviously
pleased. "That's wonderful! Let's get married!" She proposed ``again.``
"We can't! I don't lo– "
Mandy placed an elegant finger over his lips. George moved his mouth to answer and she
stopped him. "Don't answer now. Think about it and I'll come back tomorrow for your answer.
I want you to really consider it." She warned. Then Mandy stood on her tip-toes and softly
pecked George on the lips. She smiled delighted at his shocked reaction.
"Excuse me." She said, indicating for him to move away from the front of the door.
"Sorry." George moved around her and stepped aside. He still looked surprised.
Mandy opened the door and walked out. Before she close to door behind her, she smiled
at George for the umpteenth time that night. "Goodnight, George Cooper, you have a lot to think
about." He was still too stunned to answer. She started down the hall. George stood in front of
the door watching her small retreating form. At the head of the stairs Mandy turned again.
"You're `*`going`*` to be mine. I'll make sure of it. Even if I have to use `*`all`*` my womanly
charms. (George knew how successful those `could` be) So help me, George Cooper, I `*`will`*`
be your wife."
A/n: up next, two words: Emotional Retardation
oh! Feed back people feed back. Review I need to know what's going on inside thos little heads of my
few readers, (I just assume It's few because...low self esteem) REVIEW!
