Welcome back and welcome to the last chapter of this crazy story! Now
forgive me, but I must take a rest from this story and writing for a wee
bit. This thing gave me enough drama and I'm very glad it's over. Thanks
for all your comments and support on it. I am going to be trying a King of
the Hill story soon and I all ready have two chapters completed, but won't
be posting them until I get a bit ahead and can post weekly like I did with
this one. I also have a few other Roger/Judy stories on file, but they're
not completed. I also have a few Hunchback of Notre Dame and Hercules ones
from ages ago and just might post those to satisfy my fans. Right now I'm
going to stretch, wiggle my fingers and bid Roger and Judy a sweet sleep
that they deserve as well as I. Do not fret, they'll alway be around and
you'll always get stuff from me, each an improvement as my time goes on.
Don't worry, I still have that dark and disturbing Sci-fi in the works and
hopefully that'll make it up some time early next year. It won't be for
the faint of heart and as I stated before, for any Doug-bleeding hearts out
there, you'll definitely want to avoid it since it's not what you think
it'll be. Enjoy and see ya'll real soon.
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As the wagon drew closer the couple noticed the driver was none other than Larry, the groomsman Roger hated. However Larry was not alone for in the back of the wagon were about eight other party-goers from last night all chatting away happily, but looking quite partied out. Roger sighed a bit, relieved. Apparently, he and Judy weren't the only ones that stayed behind yesterday so this made things a little easier for the both of them. He glanced at Judy and smirked, "Looks like we're in the clear so far, girly."
She just nodded and turned her attentions back to the wagon and the huge gray dappled Percherons that were pulling it. With Roger's treatment of Larry she wondered if the man would even stop for them, but as he got closer the wagon slowed then came to a halt directly in front of them.
"Do ya'll need a ride back to the house?" Larry asked tiredly, but with a smile.
"Yes, thank you," Judy replied quickly knowing that anything that would come out of Roger's mouth to Larry would surely be nasty. Roger helped her up onto the wagon and he took a seat at her side while brushing off hay dust from his black jeans that constantly seemed to appear there just to annoy him.
Judy bid her fellow riders good morning while Roger continued to fuss with his clothes not liking them to be dirty at all. She rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses knowing his ego was starting to build up again, but she let him be not wanting to say anything or encourage him noticing Larry and start another fight. Instead, she faked a yawn and leaned against him forcing him to stop his preening.
Not sure if he should hold her close or just play it cool, Roger just glanced down at her and sighed, smiling nervously for it almost felt as if all eyes in the wagon were on them and knowing what they did last night. Reluctantly, he eventually put his arm around Judy's back and held her to him. He only hoped that when they got home the Funnie family wouldn't be too harsh on Judy and most important he hoped that Doug would keep his big nose out of their business.
The ride back to the mansion was long only because of the uncomfortable silence between all of the occupants. Roger doubted that any of them did what he and Judy did last night and it made him fidget as he again felt they all knew what they did. Judy, however, chose to ignore it all and just kept her head against Roger's shoulder causing him to hold her closer. She wasn't angry with him or upset, just numb and in bliss over what happened. She was also still amazed that she was the one that actually set forth in allowing it to happen, encouraging it no less.
At least they weren't the only stragglers from the party so that lessened her discomfort. Had she and Roger have been the only two remaining she was certain that would have put them in a worse predicament then they already were in. Now they had a definite excuse and could always just say that they got caught up in all the fun and just fell asleep thanks to the great food and all the energetic dancing.
Finally, after going through what seemed like endless acres of land, the wagon pulled up near the corral at the back of the house where Judy first met Mrs. Keane. "Alright pardners, your ride back is over. Hope ya'll enjoyed yourselves last night," Larry drawled boredly, prompting the guests to leave the wagon. He looked tired and anxious to get this over with so he could either get back to bed or start the rest of his day's chores. Obviously, looking for and picking up partygoers weren't part of the normal routine for him.
Waiting until all the other guests were off, Roger jumped down from the wagon and held up his hand to help Judy. As her boots hit the ground, Larry clucked at the horses and the wagon slowly turned around and went back the way it came either to get more guests or to get put back into the barn where they had just come from. Judy watched him go for a moment then looked back to Roger giving him a slight grin. She hesitated in moving though, her legs still slightly shaking from last night and from the bumpy wagon ride over.
Judy was about to ask what they should do when suddenly a loud but cheery voice filled the air. "Well, look at what the cat dragged in! Looks like I had me more partied out partiers then I expected." It was Mrs. Keane and she was standing a few feet from the patio doorway with a bright pink apron on that said 'Horsemen do it in the hay.' "Come on in and get some grub," she called out to her guests before she disappeared back inside the mansion.
Roger inhaled deeply and gave a weak grin to Judy. "Well, girly, looks like she was expecting people to crash for the night. I guess we're in the clear so far. We ain't gotta explain nothing to nobody."
Judy grimaced from his horrible usage of grammar and gave him a playful shove. "Yes, perhaps, but I seriously doubt any of these people did what we did last night."
Roger blushed and shyly kicked at the dirt with the toe of his boot, avoiding her gaze. "Come on," Judy laughed and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the door. "If she's offering food let's take advantage of it and then find out what happened with your chauffeur and our family."
He smiled and let her lead him in to the mansion and hoped that Mrs. Keane wouldn't pick on them as much as he feared she might. The apron she had on almost seemed to scream out "I know what you did Mr. Klotz!" at him just by what it said. He shook his head to chase that random thought away and held out an empty chair for Judy allowing her to sit down. Mrs. Keane smiled seeing the couple and walked to them setting plates down in front of them. "Well, it seems like you two settled your differences last night, huh?"
Judy's eyes widened behind her sunglasses and she hurridly kicked Roger under the table who was already starting to get a braggart's look on his face. "OW! Um! Oh, ah, yeah...we did," he blurted and gave Judy a sneer for kicking him.
Judy just smiled calmly and folded a napkin over her lap. "Yes, Mrs. Keane, Roger and I had a good long chat about everything and it seems like we're exactly where we want to be with our relationship now."
Roger bit his lower lip and felt his cheeks burning with a blush once again. Yeah, we sure do, he thought to himself, beginning to fuss with his silverware to avoid Mrs. Keane's eyes or Judy's for that matter.
"I see," she simply replied. "Well, don't ya'll worry about your folks. I called your mom, Roger, and explained to her that you and your girlfriend were having a great time and I offered a place for you to stay the night. Your chauffeur is in the guest room and was more than happy to stay when I offered him some food for this morning. Funny, you can get a lot of people to do just about anything if you feed them. Anyway, your mom said she'd call the Funnie household and inform them that Judy was staying. So, don't worry about going home to frustrated and worried parents, it's all been taken care of."
Judy felt a wave of relief spread through her and she looked gratefully up at her hostess. "Wow, thanks Mrs. Keane. I was really worried about that!" Roger just nodded, too shocked that she was looking out for them that much. He looked up at her as she dropped some pancakes on his plate and his mouth worked silently trying to find the right words to thank her. Being that nice was hard for him to do and he was having trouble.
Mrs. Keane waved at him to silence him. "It's ok, Roger, you don't have to thank me. You've been a lot of help here so that was the least I could do for you." He just nodded, glanced at Judy who was already eating, but smiling about what Mrs. Keane said, and he started to eat as well. "Enjoy your breakfast you two. There's more on the stove and on the counters, just help yourselves. I'm going to check what the other party-goers are doing and if they want some chow. See ya'll in a bit."
When she left, Roger let out a small sigh and removed his hat, setting it on the table. "That's a load off my mind, girly," he said, stuffing a large helping of pancake into his mouth. "Now we don't have to think of some loser excuses."
She nodded. "You're not kidding. I was trying so hard to think of a good story for everything. Why did we not come home last night, where were we, what were we doing? I was about to lose my mind over it! I mean, I may write plays with ease, but I never had to honestly think up a good excuse for something real that would be believable. In my plays I control what the response will be so it's always good."
Roger quirked an orange eyebrow at her rambling, but nodded because he did slightly understand and did agree. He was always making excuses in school and at home so he knew the game well. He also could sweet talk a lot of people and would get off the hook that way. This time, however, he wasn't sure how he was going to do any of that, but his friend already settled everything so he was in the clear.
Just as the couple finished off their meal, Mrs. Keane rematerialized back into the kitchen to drop off some dishes and cups she found somewhere in the mansion. "My word, of all the days for me to tell the maid not to come in 'til later it had to be today!" she said with a laugh as she set them all down into the all ready filled sink. Wiping her hands on a towel she looked over to Roger and Judy and grinned. "Can I get you two some more? I got plenty since half of the partiers chose to clean up first before getting grub."
They both shook their heads. "No thank you, Mrs. Keane," Judy responded, dabbing the corners of her mouth with her napkin. "The food was absolutely divine and much needed this morning. Thank you so much for your hospitality and for your help and genorosity."
"Well, don't go finishing up on your thanks just yet. If you two want, I have washrooms about the place waiting for some weary guests to clean up. There's only one free right now, but soon as another clears up you both are welcome to take a shower."
Roger stood and brushed off his clothes, still lightly covered with hay dust. He could definitely use a good shower actually and nodded, taking her up on her offer. Judy reached over to him and pulled a sprig of hay out of his hair and giggled. "I think you need to clean up a little more than I do," she commented, holding the hay out for him to see making him blush more then he's already been doing since they got back to the mansion.
"Then it's settled," Mrs. Keane said with a laugh. "I'll go get those showers ready and when you're done I'll notify your chauffeur and you can get back home."
As she disappeared out into a hall someplace, Roger looked at Judy with a smirk. "Shoulda told her we would use the same shower stall."
Judy's eyes widened and she cuffed his shoulder playfully. "You cad you! Is that all you can think about? Oh! I'm truly shocked." She then dramatically draped her arm over her eyes and sighed pitifully.
"Oh get off it, girly. You were the one seducing me last night, remember?"
She blinked at him and felt her own cheeks suddenly redden with embarrassment and she looked away then walked to where Mrs. Keane disappeared. "Ummm...well, I couldn't help it. Those pants were just driving me wild."
"Uh huh, you weren't exactly after my pants. You ain't dating my pants and you sure didn't do to my pants what you did to me last night. In fact, you didn't even want them around!"
"Shh!" she hissed, suddenly stopping and turning to face him, trying not to smile. "Don't say stuff like that here! You never know who's listening."
He shrugged. "I'm sure Mrs. Keane's got ideas of what we did last night, girly. I mean look at us, we're covered in hay dust and junk for one thing. You also look a little different."
Judy removed her sunglasses and looked at him, "How so?"
"Eh, brighter, I dunno."
Judy smirked and stepped forward giving him an uncharacteristic kiss on the cheek. "Yes, and you look even more smart-assed then before and if anything that's a dead give away."
"Oh! Call me names will ya," he laughed and grabbed for her, but Mrs. Keane stepped back in sight and headed towards them. Roger quickly sobered, but couldn't help but snicker softly as Judy tried to compose herself as well.
"All right you two, there's two shower areas ready for you. There are clean towels and plenty of hot water so take your time. When you guys are done just meet back into the living room. I'll have your chauffeur waiting and you can get back home and get some rest."
The couple nodded and went down the hall searching for the bathrooms. Before they separated, Judy gave Roger a small wink and then disappeared into the room, shutting the door behind her. Roger glanced down the hall and saw that Mrs. Keane was gone and he was almost half tempted to open the door where Judy went, but he knew he had to behave. He just wanted to scare her, but there was a time and a place for that and this probably wasn't a good place or time to do that.
As he shut the bathroom door behind him, he heard the water starting in the other room indicating that Judy was all ready getting cleaned up. With a relucatant sigh he began to take off his dusty clothes and smacked at them with his hand in hopes to clean them up some. Judy was going to have the worst problem with dust since she had suede clothes as opposed to his leather.
Setting his garments neatly on the counter, Roger leaned inside the shower and turned on the water. It was still hard to believe that just about twelve hours ago he and Judy were at the party and then engaged in something wonderful. He sighed as he stepped inside the stall and the hot water washed over him, warming and relaxing him.
In a way he almost felt bad washing because he could still slightly smell the scent of incense that was on Judy that seemed to cling to him now, not to mention the barn and hay. All of those things were reminders that last night wasn't a dream, but the good thing was that when he smelled those scents again he'd surely be reminded of what took place.
After he finished washing and redressing, Roger stepped out into the hall and heard voices coming from the living room area. He held his breath hearing Mrs. Keane talking to Judy. He could almost imagine that Judy was telling her all sorts of things about him, but as he stepped closer he just heard that Mrs. Keane was suggesting to her that she's more then welcome to join Roger when he comes by to tend to his horse and help out. To his relief, Judy agreed saying she would love to join him.
Judy then spotted the black clad bully standing in the door way and grinned at him. "Well, you are finally here. Shall we exit and head back to our homesteads?" She asked while stepping towards him.
He really didn't hear what she said. Now that she was cleaned up and dust free she looked more beautiful then ever to him. Not that she wasn't before, but now in the morning light she looked simply ravishing and not being able to control it, he felt himself starting to get aroused. There was no way to hide it, his pants were already tight enough, but he didn't care. Roger just smirked and took her by her arm and nodded. "Oh yeah, let's get back home. I think I had enough of parties to last for a little while."
Mrs. Keane walked them to the door and opened it, nodding towards the white and gold limo parked outside. "There's your ride, kids. Now, don't worry about anything, all right? Remember, I told your folks what happened and in fact, I just called your mother now, Roger, to let her know you two are on your way. Judy, it was a pleasure meeting you and I will look forward to seeing you again and maybe we can continue our chat. After all, I was in a lot of plays when I was in school, so I'm sure we got lots to share."
Judy flinched at Mrs. Keane's sudden bad grammar which reminded her of Roger's sometimes awful way of talking, but shook it off and thanked her for her hospitality. She then looked to Roger over the rims of her sunglasses, "Shall we?"
He almost leered at her, still feeling worked up. "Yeah, we shall all right." He squeezed her arm and bid Mrs. Keane good-bye and thanked her as well for all she has done for them last night and this morning. He also found himself admitting to hoping to see her again soon and hoping she'd have another party in the near future.
The chauffeur opened the limo door and Roger allowed Judy in ahead of him. He then mentioned to his driver to take Judy home first then he gave a quick wave to Mrs. Keane and disappeared into the limo, the door closing behind him. With a sigh Roger leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes. "Thank god that's over with! I don't think I could stand one more minute of being in that place right now."
Judy quirked a brow and stared at him. "Wow, Roger, don't sound too enthusiastic about leaving there. I'll start to think that you didn't enjoy your time with me."
Grumbling mentally, Roger rubbed the side of his face and squeezed his eyes shut. "Listen, it's not that, I just couldn't stand being in there with her and all her friends right now. All I kept thinking is they all knew you and I boinked up in that loft."
Roger paused seeing her grimace at his poor choice of words, but he continued knowing he would just encourage a lecture if he stopped and corrected himself. "Even if she did know she wouldn't tell my mom, but it's just the idea, Judy." He sighed and waved it off. "Ah, it's not important. If she knows I can't change that."
He then shuddered by the look Judy was giving him. She almost seemed hurt that he was glad to be out of the mansion. Either that or she was starting to get those thoughts in her head that now that he took her purity from her he wasn't going to be with her anymore. Furrowing his brow, Roger put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him. With a soft sigh, Judy rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. He rubbed her arm and softly said, "I wouldn't trade last night for all the money in my bank account."
With that, Judy's eyes snapped open. She knew how he felt about money and about being rich. Pulling her head back she looked at him over the rims of her sunglasses, "You really mean that don't you?"
Roger bit his lower lip then nodded slowly. A quiet calm then went through Judy and a smile started tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Oh Roger," she sighed and embraced him as best as she could. "Thank you...no matter what was said in the barn and earlier, nothing has more meaning then what you have said just now."
"Yeah, yeah, don't get it around though. I got a reputation to uphold, ya know," he said with a laugh.
She just rolled her eyes. His little bits of sarcasm weren't going to get her down for now she saw his true feelings about last night. She wasn't quite sure if he really loved her or not, but she was not sure how she really felt about that word either. She cared deeply for him, more than she thought she would or should for that matter. Was it love, though? Closing her eyes and pushing her head against his chest, she tested it out, "I'll love you if you let me. I shan't give it away freely for you must also return that love to me."
Roger grimaced, not at the word, but how she phrased it all. "Yeah, sure...I ain't got a problem with that. If passing up all the money in the world doesn't prove how I feel, well..." he trailed off and was squeezed tightly by Judy who was happy to know that was his way of giving an affirmative answer.
Gently, Roger removed Judy's cowgirl hat and bowed his head down in response to her squeeze and lightly kissed the top of her head. Judy looked up at him, her sunglasses perched on the end of her nose allowing him to see her eyes completely. "You have truly given me the answers I have sought after for many an eve. Seal thy words with a kiss so I shall know the seriousness of them," she whispered.
He recognized what she was doing again. Just like at the party, Judy was quoting some verses from a play of hers and it almost seemed like she was challenging him to reply to prove his brags were true. He saw all of her plays even when it meant sitting up on the theatre roof and listening through the vents. Taking a breath, Roger softly responded, "If mine lips spoke not the truth for thee, then I truly do not deserve thine love. However, if in fact all that is required is but a kiss, then let me partake in the sweet wine which is yours."
Judy just stared up at him and trembled slightly. He honestly did know her plays. All his bragging really was true and his loyalty and support to her dramatics were now obvious. "You truly are my soul mate," she breathed, tenderly touching the side of his face finally realizing his sincerity.
"I'm glad," he replied gently and took her lips in his giving her a kiss he's been burning to give to her ever since he woke this morning. At first Judy stiffened from his actions, but quickly relaxed and allowed the kiss to happen. After all, what they did last night there was no turning back and something like a passionate kiss certainly wasn't going to be rejected now.
As Judy draped her arms around his neck, she felt him pulling at her skirt, not to take it off, but to coax her to sit on his lap. She obliged without protest and that got a satisfied sigh from the rich bully. Judy settled close on him, her legs straddling his. "Better?" she asked, tenderly caressing the back of his head.
He nodded and gave her a smirk, "Oh yeah, much better." He rubbed her hips and pushed her down against him making her softly gasp. "Ya know, we could do that encore performance you mentioned earlier. I could always make the driver go an alternate route home, a much longer route."
The very idea sent a shudder down Judy's spine, but she couldn't allow that to happen in the limo, not now anyway. The drive to Mrs. Keane's house wasn't that long from what she could remember so anything they would do now would definitely be rushed and probably not that fulfilling. Giving him a kiss that she allowed to linger instead of deepen, Judy quietly replied, "As difficult as it is for me to turn down a return to stage, I believe I shall have to reject it this time."
She almost felt Roger slump, but he didn't show it he just shrugged. "Eh, not a problem, girly."
She shushed him though, putting a finger to his lips. "Shh...do not fret my young rogue. There is a time and a place for everything and all though tempting right now I believe we just save our heated passions for a more suitable time. As for now, we don't have to stop. I mean, we used to just make out without the burdened thoughts of love making weighing us down, right?"
He thought about that for a moment then nodded. She was right for many a time they would get into heated kisses and touches, but they never lead to anything like they did last night so now didn't have to be any different then those times. Still, Judy was one for teasing him, almost enjoying the new power she had over her man. Pushing down and rubbing against him was as far as she intended to do things right now. Making out was good enough, but it did take all she had to control herself and not allow things to happen like last night.
Roger sharply inhaled and held her closer, his hands gliding over her back and down to her hips where he pushed her against him making them both moan with the sensations. Judy felt him shudder under her, but she had to ignore it although it was beginning to be more and more difficult. Hoping to distract their eager lower bodies, Judy deeply kissed him, her tongue probing his mouth, entwining with his. That seemed to be the distraction she needed because now Roger was way more interested in getting back to the basics.
Nothing needs to change, Judy thought to herself. All we did was strengthen our bonds, it's not what is going to keep the relationship together, only enhance it. A gentle nudging off of Roger's lap then distracted her thoughts. She cracked open her eyes and was just about to ask why he was removing her, but he cut off her words with another deep kiss and guided her to the corner of the limo's back seat. He wrapped his arms tighter around her and pressed his body close against hers.
Judy relaxed against the soft seat with a sigh and caressed the back of his neck and kept him as close as she possibly could, relishing the kiss. They seemed to lose all track of time, and all though neither of them wanted to end what they were doing, the course of the limo decided their fate for them and pulled to a stop in front of the Funnie family household in what seemed all too soon. Roger looked up over the door wondering why they stopped and he let out a defeated sigh seeing Judy's house.
"Why'd we stop?" Judy questioned, not being able to see by her position and by Roger hovering over her blocking out the view out of the other window.
"Yer home," he muttered sourly and pushed himself back onto the seat. Judy quickly sat up and turned to look out the window then back to Roger.
"Well, that was quick, wasn't it?" she replied with almost the same bitter tone that Roger had. Shaking her head she reached forward and got her cowgirl hat off the floor and straightened up her hair before plunking it back down on her head.
"Master Klotz, you are at the Funnie residence," the chauffeur's voice droned over the intercom.
"Yeah, yeah I know! Stay where you are, I'll get the door myself," Roger snarled and slammed his fist down on the conference button so the driver wouldn't interrupt anymore. "Sorry, girly," he said softly, reaching around her to get to the door.
After Judy finished pushing her sunglasses back up on her nose, she grabbed his arm to stop him from opening the door so quickly. "I know my plebeian family is either going to burst open the front door soon as they see me or my little brother is going to be gawking from someplace and I'd rather not have a long, drawn out conversation with you out there."
He nodded and sat back, pushing his hat back and arched his eyebrows. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Being stared at when yer talking is annoying."
Turning again to make sure that no one was standing in the doorway waiting for her to come out, Judy softly said, "I had a fantastic time last night. I think it was the best time I ever had, well, ever."
Roger smiled and blushed slightly,"Y-yeah, I couldn't agree with you more. Thanks for going with me last night and thanks for not getting mad at me and for letting things go how they went."
"You're not so bad as you pretend, Roger. Just don't stop being yourself, though. I will still like hearing your insults and sarcasm, that's what pretty much started attracting me to you in the first place," she smirked, giving him a wink.
He stared at her. "I thought it was my artistic talents?"
"That too, my young rogue, but don't worry about mundane things now. I'm completely yours...now, let's go before Doug gets the entire Bluffington police force out here thinking you kidnapped me or something."
Roger snickered and opened the door and climbed out of the limo and held it open for Judy. She took his hand and walked a few feet up the path leading to the house. When she stopped to look at him she noticed a movement coming from the upstairs window. Glancing up she spotted Doug's face in the window for a fleeting moment before disappearing behind the curtain. Leaning to Roger she whispered, "There's a little hedge pig watching us. Let's give him something to chew on shall we?" Roger nodded and was about to lean forward and kiss her, but Judy pulled back and instead put one hand on his shoulder and the other grabbed him between his legs.
He softly gasped and felt himself get all wishy-washy over her hold on him. "Oh man," he breathed, looking at her through half closed eyes.
"Farewell my love, 'til we meet again and partake in the joy and rapture that last night has cast upon us. Think not of our departure as that, but rather as a time to reflect and gather up our strength for our next meet. Think of me, dear heart, for you shall surely be in my thoughts," and with that she gave him a loving kiss while sensuously massaging him between his legs.
Her plan worked for she heard a thud come from upstairs inside the house so she knew Doug fell over and she figured she'd hear about this later on, but she didn't care. In fact, she was starting to find it difficult to stop not only the kiss, but the massage as well. Fortunately for her, Roger proved to the be stronger of the two in this strange predicament and he did nothing to encourage her, but instead just stood docile and allowed her to rub him as long as she seemed fit.
Reluctantly, Judy slowly pulled from his lips, but let them linger for a moment before pulling completely back. "Call me after 2PM won't you?" she whispered, giving his groin one last rub.
He nodded and tried to swallow around the lump that seemed to have formed in his throat. "S-sure...whaddya wanna do?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now, go home and get things straightened up there and I shall anticipate your call." Judy gave him one last, quick kiss and headed towards the door. Roger silently watched her and when she gave him a wave and disappeared inside the house, the door closing behind her, was when he forced his legs to move him back to the limo.
With a stifled groan, Roger sank against the soft corner of the limo's back seat while pulling the door shut behind him. Reaching over he flicked the switch on the hand rest that turned on the microphone so his chauffeur could hear his instructions. "Awright, I'm ready to go home now," he barked, but not with the same bite the driver was used to.
"Yes, Master Klotz," the chauffeur droned and the limo began to move almost too quickly away from Judy's home.
Rubbing the side of his face tiredly, Roger looked out the limo window at the Funnie house for any glimpse of Judy, but didn't see her. He only hoped that Doug wasn't going to annoy her much or he would have to step in and give the loser a good pounding, but then again he just might give him one anyway just for having his head in the window where it didn't belong.
As Judy's home grew smaller Roger turned back around and closed his eyes, leaning his head against the back of the seat. He felt slightly lost without Judy at his side right now, after all, he spent almost an entire day with her, but these few hours apart wouldn't kill him. In fact, it gave him something to look forward to, absence does make the heart grow fonder as Judy would say, and he knew now that this was one role in Judy's play of life that he wasn't going to have a small role in and it was a role that was no doubt going to last for a long, long time to come.
The End.
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As the wagon drew closer the couple noticed the driver was none other than Larry, the groomsman Roger hated. However Larry was not alone for in the back of the wagon were about eight other party-goers from last night all chatting away happily, but looking quite partied out. Roger sighed a bit, relieved. Apparently, he and Judy weren't the only ones that stayed behind yesterday so this made things a little easier for the both of them. He glanced at Judy and smirked, "Looks like we're in the clear so far, girly."
She just nodded and turned her attentions back to the wagon and the huge gray dappled Percherons that were pulling it. With Roger's treatment of Larry she wondered if the man would even stop for them, but as he got closer the wagon slowed then came to a halt directly in front of them.
"Do ya'll need a ride back to the house?" Larry asked tiredly, but with a smile.
"Yes, thank you," Judy replied quickly knowing that anything that would come out of Roger's mouth to Larry would surely be nasty. Roger helped her up onto the wagon and he took a seat at her side while brushing off hay dust from his black jeans that constantly seemed to appear there just to annoy him.
Judy bid her fellow riders good morning while Roger continued to fuss with his clothes not liking them to be dirty at all. She rolled her eyes behind her sunglasses knowing his ego was starting to build up again, but she let him be not wanting to say anything or encourage him noticing Larry and start another fight. Instead, she faked a yawn and leaned against him forcing him to stop his preening.
Not sure if he should hold her close or just play it cool, Roger just glanced down at her and sighed, smiling nervously for it almost felt as if all eyes in the wagon were on them and knowing what they did last night. Reluctantly, he eventually put his arm around Judy's back and held her to him. He only hoped that when they got home the Funnie family wouldn't be too harsh on Judy and most important he hoped that Doug would keep his big nose out of their business.
The ride back to the mansion was long only because of the uncomfortable silence between all of the occupants. Roger doubted that any of them did what he and Judy did last night and it made him fidget as he again felt they all knew what they did. Judy, however, chose to ignore it all and just kept her head against Roger's shoulder causing him to hold her closer. She wasn't angry with him or upset, just numb and in bliss over what happened. She was also still amazed that she was the one that actually set forth in allowing it to happen, encouraging it no less.
At least they weren't the only stragglers from the party so that lessened her discomfort. Had she and Roger have been the only two remaining she was certain that would have put them in a worse predicament then they already were in. Now they had a definite excuse and could always just say that they got caught up in all the fun and just fell asleep thanks to the great food and all the energetic dancing.
Finally, after going through what seemed like endless acres of land, the wagon pulled up near the corral at the back of the house where Judy first met Mrs. Keane. "Alright pardners, your ride back is over. Hope ya'll enjoyed yourselves last night," Larry drawled boredly, prompting the guests to leave the wagon. He looked tired and anxious to get this over with so he could either get back to bed or start the rest of his day's chores. Obviously, looking for and picking up partygoers weren't part of the normal routine for him.
Waiting until all the other guests were off, Roger jumped down from the wagon and held up his hand to help Judy. As her boots hit the ground, Larry clucked at the horses and the wagon slowly turned around and went back the way it came either to get more guests or to get put back into the barn where they had just come from. Judy watched him go for a moment then looked back to Roger giving him a slight grin. She hesitated in moving though, her legs still slightly shaking from last night and from the bumpy wagon ride over.
Judy was about to ask what they should do when suddenly a loud but cheery voice filled the air. "Well, look at what the cat dragged in! Looks like I had me more partied out partiers then I expected." It was Mrs. Keane and she was standing a few feet from the patio doorway with a bright pink apron on that said 'Horsemen do it in the hay.' "Come on in and get some grub," she called out to her guests before she disappeared back inside the mansion.
Roger inhaled deeply and gave a weak grin to Judy. "Well, girly, looks like she was expecting people to crash for the night. I guess we're in the clear so far. We ain't gotta explain nothing to nobody."
Judy grimaced from his horrible usage of grammar and gave him a playful shove. "Yes, perhaps, but I seriously doubt any of these people did what we did last night."
Roger blushed and shyly kicked at the dirt with the toe of his boot, avoiding her gaze. "Come on," Judy laughed and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the door. "If she's offering food let's take advantage of it and then find out what happened with your chauffeur and our family."
He smiled and let her lead him in to the mansion and hoped that Mrs. Keane wouldn't pick on them as much as he feared she might. The apron she had on almost seemed to scream out "I know what you did Mr. Klotz!" at him just by what it said. He shook his head to chase that random thought away and held out an empty chair for Judy allowing her to sit down. Mrs. Keane smiled seeing the couple and walked to them setting plates down in front of them. "Well, it seems like you two settled your differences last night, huh?"
Judy's eyes widened behind her sunglasses and she hurridly kicked Roger under the table who was already starting to get a braggart's look on his face. "OW! Um! Oh, ah, yeah...we did," he blurted and gave Judy a sneer for kicking him.
Judy just smiled calmly and folded a napkin over her lap. "Yes, Mrs. Keane, Roger and I had a good long chat about everything and it seems like we're exactly where we want to be with our relationship now."
Roger bit his lower lip and felt his cheeks burning with a blush once again. Yeah, we sure do, he thought to himself, beginning to fuss with his silverware to avoid Mrs. Keane's eyes or Judy's for that matter.
"I see," she simply replied. "Well, don't ya'll worry about your folks. I called your mom, Roger, and explained to her that you and your girlfriend were having a great time and I offered a place for you to stay the night. Your chauffeur is in the guest room and was more than happy to stay when I offered him some food for this morning. Funny, you can get a lot of people to do just about anything if you feed them. Anyway, your mom said she'd call the Funnie household and inform them that Judy was staying. So, don't worry about going home to frustrated and worried parents, it's all been taken care of."
Judy felt a wave of relief spread through her and she looked gratefully up at her hostess. "Wow, thanks Mrs. Keane. I was really worried about that!" Roger just nodded, too shocked that she was looking out for them that much. He looked up at her as she dropped some pancakes on his plate and his mouth worked silently trying to find the right words to thank her. Being that nice was hard for him to do and he was having trouble.
Mrs. Keane waved at him to silence him. "It's ok, Roger, you don't have to thank me. You've been a lot of help here so that was the least I could do for you." He just nodded, glanced at Judy who was already eating, but smiling about what Mrs. Keane said, and he started to eat as well. "Enjoy your breakfast you two. There's more on the stove and on the counters, just help yourselves. I'm going to check what the other party-goers are doing and if they want some chow. See ya'll in a bit."
When she left, Roger let out a small sigh and removed his hat, setting it on the table. "That's a load off my mind, girly," he said, stuffing a large helping of pancake into his mouth. "Now we don't have to think of some loser excuses."
She nodded. "You're not kidding. I was trying so hard to think of a good story for everything. Why did we not come home last night, where were we, what were we doing? I was about to lose my mind over it! I mean, I may write plays with ease, but I never had to honestly think up a good excuse for something real that would be believable. In my plays I control what the response will be so it's always good."
Roger quirked an orange eyebrow at her rambling, but nodded because he did slightly understand and did agree. He was always making excuses in school and at home so he knew the game well. He also could sweet talk a lot of people and would get off the hook that way. This time, however, he wasn't sure how he was going to do any of that, but his friend already settled everything so he was in the clear.
Just as the couple finished off their meal, Mrs. Keane rematerialized back into the kitchen to drop off some dishes and cups she found somewhere in the mansion. "My word, of all the days for me to tell the maid not to come in 'til later it had to be today!" she said with a laugh as she set them all down into the all ready filled sink. Wiping her hands on a towel she looked over to Roger and Judy and grinned. "Can I get you two some more? I got plenty since half of the partiers chose to clean up first before getting grub."
They both shook their heads. "No thank you, Mrs. Keane," Judy responded, dabbing the corners of her mouth with her napkin. "The food was absolutely divine and much needed this morning. Thank you so much for your hospitality and for your help and genorosity."
"Well, don't go finishing up on your thanks just yet. If you two want, I have washrooms about the place waiting for some weary guests to clean up. There's only one free right now, but soon as another clears up you both are welcome to take a shower."
Roger stood and brushed off his clothes, still lightly covered with hay dust. He could definitely use a good shower actually and nodded, taking her up on her offer. Judy reached over to him and pulled a sprig of hay out of his hair and giggled. "I think you need to clean up a little more than I do," she commented, holding the hay out for him to see making him blush more then he's already been doing since they got back to the mansion.
"Then it's settled," Mrs. Keane said with a laugh. "I'll go get those showers ready and when you're done I'll notify your chauffeur and you can get back home."
As she disappeared out into a hall someplace, Roger looked at Judy with a smirk. "Shoulda told her we would use the same shower stall."
Judy's eyes widened and she cuffed his shoulder playfully. "You cad you! Is that all you can think about? Oh! I'm truly shocked." She then dramatically draped her arm over her eyes and sighed pitifully.
"Oh get off it, girly. You were the one seducing me last night, remember?"
She blinked at him and felt her own cheeks suddenly redden with embarrassment and she looked away then walked to where Mrs. Keane disappeared. "Ummm...well, I couldn't help it. Those pants were just driving me wild."
"Uh huh, you weren't exactly after my pants. You ain't dating my pants and you sure didn't do to my pants what you did to me last night. In fact, you didn't even want them around!"
"Shh!" she hissed, suddenly stopping and turning to face him, trying not to smile. "Don't say stuff like that here! You never know who's listening."
He shrugged. "I'm sure Mrs. Keane's got ideas of what we did last night, girly. I mean look at us, we're covered in hay dust and junk for one thing. You also look a little different."
Judy removed her sunglasses and looked at him, "How so?"
"Eh, brighter, I dunno."
Judy smirked and stepped forward giving him an uncharacteristic kiss on the cheek. "Yes, and you look even more smart-assed then before and if anything that's a dead give away."
"Oh! Call me names will ya," he laughed and grabbed for her, but Mrs. Keane stepped back in sight and headed towards them. Roger quickly sobered, but couldn't help but snicker softly as Judy tried to compose herself as well.
"All right you two, there's two shower areas ready for you. There are clean towels and plenty of hot water so take your time. When you guys are done just meet back into the living room. I'll have your chauffeur waiting and you can get back home and get some rest."
The couple nodded and went down the hall searching for the bathrooms. Before they separated, Judy gave Roger a small wink and then disappeared into the room, shutting the door behind her. Roger glanced down the hall and saw that Mrs. Keane was gone and he was almost half tempted to open the door where Judy went, but he knew he had to behave. He just wanted to scare her, but there was a time and a place for that and this probably wasn't a good place or time to do that.
As he shut the bathroom door behind him, he heard the water starting in the other room indicating that Judy was all ready getting cleaned up. With a relucatant sigh he began to take off his dusty clothes and smacked at them with his hand in hopes to clean them up some. Judy was going to have the worst problem with dust since she had suede clothes as opposed to his leather.
Setting his garments neatly on the counter, Roger leaned inside the shower and turned on the water. It was still hard to believe that just about twelve hours ago he and Judy were at the party and then engaged in something wonderful. He sighed as he stepped inside the stall and the hot water washed over him, warming and relaxing him.
In a way he almost felt bad washing because he could still slightly smell the scent of incense that was on Judy that seemed to cling to him now, not to mention the barn and hay. All of those things were reminders that last night wasn't a dream, but the good thing was that when he smelled those scents again he'd surely be reminded of what took place.
After he finished washing and redressing, Roger stepped out into the hall and heard voices coming from the living room area. He held his breath hearing Mrs. Keane talking to Judy. He could almost imagine that Judy was telling her all sorts of things about him, but as he stepped closer he just heard that Mrs. Keane was suggesting to her that she's more then welcome to join Roger when he comes by to tend to his horse and help out. To his relief, Judy agreed saying she would love to join him.
Judy then spotted the black clad bully standing in the door way and grinned at him. "Well, you are finally here. Shall we exit and head back to our homesteads?" She asked while stepping towards him.
He really didn't hear what she said. Now that she was cleaned up and dust free she looked more beautiful then ever to him. Not that she wasn't before, but now in the morning light she looked simply ravishing and not being able to control it, he felt himself starting to get aroused. There was no way to hide it, his pants were already tight enough, but he didn't care. Roger just smirked and took her by her arm and nodded. "Oh yeah, let's get back home. I think I had enough of parties to last for a little while."
Mrs. Keane walked them to the door and opened it, nodding towards the white and gold limo parked outside. "There's your ride, kids. Now, don't worry about anything, all right? Remember, I told your folks what happened and in fact, I just called your mother now, Roger, to let her know you two are on your way. Judy, it was a pleasure meeting you and I will look forward to seeing you again and maybe we can continue our chat. After all, I was in a lot of plays when I was in school, so I'm sure we got lots to share."
Judy flinched at Mrs. Keane's sudden bad grammar which reminded her of Roger's sometimes awful way of talking, but shook it off and thanked her for her hospitality. She then looked to Roger over the rims of her sunglasses, "Shall we?"
He almost leered at her, still feeling worked up. "Yeah, we shall all right." He squeezed her arm and bid Mrs. Keane good-bye and thanked her as well for all she has done for them last night and this morning. He also found himself admitting to hoping to see her again soon and hoping she'd have another party in the near future.
The chauffeur opened the limo door and Roger allowed Judy in ahead of him. He then mentioned to his driver to take Judy home first then he gave a quick wave to Mrs. Keane and disappeared into the limo, the door closing behind him. With a sigh Roger leaned back against the seat and closed his eyes. "Thank god that's over with! I don't think I could stand one more minute of being in that place right now."
Judy quirked a brow and stared at him. "Wow, Roger, don't sound too enthusiastic about leaving there. I'll start to think that you didn't enjoy your time with me."
Grumbling mentally, Roger rubbed the side of his face and squeezed his eyes shut. "Listen, it's not that, I just couldn't stand being in there with her and all her friends right now. All I kept thinking is they all knew you and I boinked up in that loft."
Roger paused seeing her grimace at his poor choice of words, but he continued knowing he would just encourage a lecture if he stopped and corrected himself. "Even if she did know she wouldn't tell my mom, but it's just the idea, Judy." He sighed and waved it off. "Ah, it's not important. If she knows I can't change that."
He then shuddered by the look Judy was giving him. She almost seemed hurt that he was glad to be out of the mansion. Either that or she was starting to get those thoughts in her head that now that he took her purity from her he wasn't going to be with her anymore. Furrowing his brow, Roger put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to him. With a soft sigh, Judy rested her head on his shoulder and closed her eyes. He rubbed her arm and softly said, "I wouldn't trade last night for all the money in my bank account."
With that, Judy's eyes snapped open. She knew how he felt about money and about being rich. Pulling her head back she looked at him over the rims of her sunglasses, "You really mean that don't you?"
Roger bit his lower lip then nodded slowly. A quiet calm then went through Judy and a smile started tugging at the corners of her mouth. "Oh Roger," she sighed and embraced him as best as she could. "Thank you...no matter what was said in the barn and earlier, nothing has more meaning then what you have said just now."
"Yeah, yeah, don't get it around though. I got a reputation to uphold, ya know," he said with a laugh.
She just rolled her eyes. His little bits of sarcasm weren't going to get her down for now she saw his true feelings about last night. She wasn't quite sure if he really loved her or not, but she was not sure how she really felt about that word either. She cared deeply for him, more than she thought she would or should for that matter. Was it love, though? Closing her eyes and pushing her head against his chest, she tested it out, "I'll love you if you let me. I shan't give it away freely for you must also return that love to me."
Roger grimaced, not at the word, but how she phrased it all. "Yeah, sure...I ain't got a problem with that. If passing up all the money in the world doesn't prove how I feel, well..." he trailed off and was squeezed tightly by Judy who was happy to know that was his way of giving an affirmative answer.
Gently, Roger removed Judy's cowgirl hat and bowed his head down in response to her squeeze and lightly kissed the top of her head. Judy looked up at him, her sunglasses perched on the end of her nose allowing him to see her eyes completely. "You have truly given me the answers I have sought after for many an eve. Seal thy words with a kiss so I shall know the seriousness of them," she whispered.
He recognized what she was doing again. Just like at the party, Judy was quoting some verses from a play of hers and it almost seemed like she was challenging him to reply to prove his brags were true. He saw all of her plays even when it meant sitting up on the theatre roof and listening through the vents. Taking a breath, Roger softly responded, "If mine lips spoke not the truth for thee, then I truly do not deserve thine love. However, if in fact all that is required is but a kiss, then let me partake in the sweet wine which is yours."
Judy just stared up at him and trembled slightly. He honestly did know her plays. All his bragging really was true and his loyalty and support to her dramatics were now obvious. "You truly are my soul mate," she breathed, tenderly touching the side of his face finally realizing his sincerity.
"I'm glad," he replied gently and took her lips in his giving her a kiss he's been burning to give to her ever since he woke this morning. At first Judy stiffened from his actions, but quickly relaxed and allowed the kiss to happen. After all, what they did last night there was no turning back and something like a passionate kiss certainly wasn't going to be rejected now.
As Judy draped her arms around his neck, she felt him pulling at her skirt, not to take it off, but to coax her to sit on his lap. She obliged without protest and that got a satisfied sigh from the rich bully. Judy settled close on him, her legs straddling his. "Better?" she asked, tenderly caressing the back of his head.
He nodded and gave her a smirk, "Oh yeah, much better." He rubbed her hips and pushed her down against him making her softly gasp. "Ya know, we could do that encore performance you mentioned earlier. I could always make the driver go an alternate route home, a much longer route."
The very idea sent a shudder down Judy's spine, but she couldn't allow that to happen in the limo, not now anyway. The drive to Mrs. Keane's house wasn't that long from what she could remember so anything they would do now would definitely be rushed and probably not that fulfilling. Giving him a kiss that she allowed to linger instead of deepen, Judy quietly replied, "As difficult as it is for me to turn down a return to stage, I believe I shall have to reject it this time."
She almost felt Roger slump, but he didn't show it he just shrugged. "Eh, not a problem, girly."
She shushed him though, putting a finger to his lips. "Shh...do not fret my young rogue. There is a time and a place for everything and all though tempting right now I believe we just save our heated passions for a more suitable time. As for now, we don't have to stop. I mean, we used to just make out without the burdened thoughts of love making weighing us down, right?"
He thought about that for a moment then nodded. She was right for many a time they would get into heated kisses and touches, but they never lead to anything like they did last night so now didn't have to be any different then those times. Still, Judy was one for teasing him, almost enjoying the new power she had over her man. Pushing down and rubbing against him was as far as she intended to do things right now. Making out was good enough, but it did take all she had to control herself and not allow things to happen like last night.
Roger sharply inhaled and held her closer, his hands gliding over her back and down to her hips where he pushed her against him making them both moan with the sensations. Judy felt him shudder under her, but she had to ignore it although it was beginning to be more and more difficult. Hoping to distract their eager lower bodies, Judy deeply kissed him, her tongue probing his mouth, entwining with his. That seemed to be the distraction she needed because now Roger was way more interested in getting back to the basics.
Nothing needs to change, Judy thought to herself. All we did was strengthen our bonds, it's not what is going to keep the relationship together, only enhance it. A gentle nudging off of Roger's lap then distracted her thoughts. She cracked open her eyes and was just about to ask why he was removing her, but he cut off her words with another deep kiss and guided her to the corner of the limo's back seat. He wrapped his arms tighter around her and pressed his body close against hers.
Judy relaxed against the soft seat with a sigh and caressed the back of his neck and kept him as close as she possibly could, relishing the kiss. They seemed to lose all track of time, and all though neither of them wanted to end what they were doing, the course of the limo decided their fate for them and pulled to a stop in front of the Funnie family household in what seemed all too soon. Roger looked up over the door wondering why they stopped and he let out a defeated sigh seeing Judy's house.
"Why'd we stop?" Judy questioned, not being able to see by her position and by Roger hovering over her blocking out the view out of the other window.
"Yer home," he muttered sourly and pushed himself back onto the seat. Judy quickly sat up and turned to look out the window then back to Roger.
"Well, that was quick, wasn't it?" she replied with almost the same bitter tone that Roger had. Shaking her head she reached forward and got her cowgirl hat off the floor and straightened up her hair before plunking it back down on her head.
"Master Klotz, you are at the Funnie residence," the chauffeur's voice droned over the intercom.
"Yeah, yeah I know! Stay where you are, I'll get the door myself," Roger snarled and slammed his fist down on the conference button so the driver wouldn't interrupt anymore. "Sorry, girly," he said softly, reaching around her to get to the door.
After Judy finished pushing her sunglasses back up on her nose, she grabbed his arm to stop him from opening the door so quickly. "I know my plebeian family is either going to burst open the front door soon as they see me or my little brother is going to be gawking from someplace and I'd rather not have a long, drawn out conversation with you out there."
He nodded and sat back, pushing his hat back and arched his eyebrows. "Yeah, I know what you mean. Being stared at when yer talking is annoying."
Turning again to make sure that no one was standing in the doorway waiting for her to come out, Judy softly said, "I had a fantastic time last night. I think it was the best time I ever had, well, ever."
Roger smiled and blushed slightly,"Y-yeah, I couldn't agree with you more. Thanks for going with me last night and thanks for not getting mad at me and for letting things go how they went."
"You're not so bad as you pretend, Roger. Just don't stop being yourself, though. I will still like hearing your insults and sarcasm, that's what pretty much started attracting me to you in the first place," she smirked, giving him a wink.
He stared at her. "I thought it was my artistic talents?"
"That too, my young rogue, but don't worry about mundane things now. I'm completely yours...now, let's go before Doug gets the entire Bluffington police force out here thinking you kidnapped me or something."
Roger snickered and opened the door and climbed out of the limo and held it open for Judy. She took his hand and walked a few feet up the path leading to the house. When she stopped to look at him she noticed a movement coming from the upstairs window. Glancing up she spotted Doug's face in the window for a fleeting moment before disappearing behind the curtain. Leaning to Roger she whispered, "There's a little hedge pig watching us. Let's give him something to chew on shall we?" Roger nodded and was about to lean forward and kiss her, but Judy pulled back and instead put one hand on his shoulder and the other grabbed him between his legs.
He softly gasped and felt himself get all wishy-washy over her hold on him. "Oh man," he breathed, looking at her through half closed eyes.
"Farewell my love, 'til we meet again and partake in the joy and rapture that last night has cast upon us. Think not of our departure as that, but rather as a time to reflect and gather up our strength for our next meet. Think of me, dear heart, for you shall surely be in my thoughts," and with that she gave him a loving kiss while sensuously massaging him between his legs.
Her plan worked for she heard a thud come from upstairs inside the house so she knew Doug fell over and she figured she'd hear about this later on, but she didn't care. In fact, she was starting to find it difficult to stop not only the kiss, but the massage as well. Fortunately for her, Roger proved to the be stronger of the two in this strange predicament and he did nothing to encourage her, but instead just stood docile and allowed her to rub him as long as she seemed fit.
Reluctantly, Judy slowly pulled from his lips, but let them linger for a moment before pulling completely back. "Call me after 2PM won't you?" she whispered, giving his groin one last rub.
He nodded and tried to swallow around the lump that seemed to have formed in his throat. "S-sure...whaddya wanna do?"
"We'll cross that bridge when we come to it. Now, go home and get things straightened up there and I shall anticipate your call." Judy gave him one last, quick kiss and headed towards the door. Roger silently watched her and when she gave him a wave and disappeared inside the house, the door closing behind her, was when he forced his legs to move him back to the limo.
With a stifled groan, Roger sank against the soft corner of the limo's back seat while pulling the door shut behind him. Reaching over he flicked the switch on the hand rest that turned on the microphone so his chauffeur could hear his instructions. "Awright, I'm ready to go home now," he barked, but not with the same bite the driver was used to.
"Yes, Master Klotz," the chauffeur droned and the limo began to move almost too quickly away from Judy's home.
Rubbing the side of his face tiredly, Roger looked out the limo window at the Funnie house for any glimpse of Judy, but didn't see her. He only hoped that Doug wasn't going to annoy her much or he would have to step in and give the loser a good pounding, but then again he just might give him one anyway just for having his head in the window where it didn't belong.
As Judy's home grew smaller Roger turned back around and closed his eyes, leaning his head against the back of the seat. He felt slightly lost without Judy at his side right now, after all, he spent almost an entire day with her, but these few hours apart wouldn't kill him. In fact, it gave him something to look forward to, absence does make the heart grow fonder as Judy would say, and he knew now that this was one role in Judy's play of life that he wasn't going to have a small role in and it was a role that was no doubt going to last for a long, long time to come.
The End.
