More parentheses in this story!!!! I know every one wants to know my ideas
so I put more and more of my thoughts!!! Lol as I said before if you don't
like them don't read them!!
Part 2
When Lorilie awoke the next morning and looked to her left and there was the most beautiful man she had ever seen making the most horrible sound she had ever heard.
She put the pillow on top of her head. "How does that woman stand this noise?" she asked herself.
"She drinks." Jack turned to face Lorilie.
"Are you ever sleeping?"
"Not I just rest my eyes." He said while grinning with three gold teeth showing.
"I just slept with a 49 year old man."
"42, luv, and you didn't seem to mind at all."
"I didn't but it is kind of strange."
"Aye, but don't cry over spilt milk."
"I wasn't crying, anyways what do we do now?"
"I don't know. Do you have any ideas?"
"I thought that was your specialty." They both started to laugh when they heard Anna Maria walking down the hall towards the room.
Lorilie fell off the bed then slid underneath it.
"Jack!" Anna Maria opened the door.
"What woman?"
"There's some one here to see you." Anna Maria turned and left when a man Lorilie had never seen before stepped into the room carrying a bottle of rum.
"Will!" Jack yelled. He got out of bed unaware of the fact that her was naked and ran towards his friend (Oh how I wish that was me). Jack looked at him for a while then hugged him.
Will looked down and said "Well aren't we happy?"
Lorilie snickered from under the bed, but no one seemed to notice her so she stuck her head out a little to see what was going on.
She saw the same man with the rum bottle who appeared to be drunk, but happy to see his friend. Apparently he had been crying because his eyes were red and puffy.
Jack went behind Will and locked the door. Then he took the rum bottle from Will and drank ¾ of the bottle in one large gulp.
Will approached Jack and put his head on Jacks shoulder, as if he were whispering something into his ear, however his lips weren't moving.
Lorilie pondered about the man's sexuality. "That's odd"
"What brings you up here, Turner?"
"She's gone!"
"Who's gone?"
"She's dead!"
"Who's dead?"
"Elizabeth!!"
"Is she dead or is she gone?" Jack was confused.
"Both!!!" Will began to cry on Jacks deeply tanned bare chest (I like that).
While Lorilie watched she realized that Will's hands were sliding from Jacks sides to his thighs.
"Just one second Mr. Boo Hoo Elizabeth's Dead (and gone)" Lorilie yelled as she revealed herself from underneath the bed. " I don't know who you think you are but-"
"Elizabeth is that you?"
"No, but I don't want you to touch-"
"Elizabeth it is you, isn't it?"
"Who is Elizabeth?"
"Don't be silly Elizabeth, where have you been this whole time." Will put his arms around Lorilie and held her tightly.
Lorilie tried to get free, but found herself unable to move and starring up into Will's hypnotizing gaze.
Will lowered his face slowly to hers. Their lips came closer together and soon there was no space between them.
Just when Lorilie was starting to enjoy her moment Jack had to separate them. He glared at Lorilie and hit Will on the head with the now empty rum bottle.
"Hey!" Lorilie yelled.
"You two would have gotten stuck together if it wasn't for me, thank you very much!"
"What?"
"You heard me!"
"Well you were about to let him feel tour butt, don't think I didn't see it!!!"
"He's drunk for crying out loud!"
"You're sober and you didn't seem to mind!"
"I didn't know what he was doing, luv, and besides I'm straight. Of all people you should know!!!"
Lorilie looked over at Jack again. He looked pretty damned good for a 42 year old. It was kind of hard to stay mad at such a fine man (AMEN!). "Okay, I'm sorry."
"You should be! After all you have no right to yell at me after you just kissed a complete stranger! You don't even know him!" Jacks anger seemed to subside as she pushed him back onto the bed.
"You know Jack, if I didn't know any better, I would think you're jealous of him."
"I am not."
"When do you think he'll wake up?"
"Sometime in the morning, I don't know."
"Okay."
"Okay, indeed."
Part 2
When Lorilie awoke the next morning and looked to her left and there was the most beautiful man she had ever seen making the most horrible sound she had ever heard.
She put the pillow on top of her head. "How does that woman stand this noise?" she asked herself.
"She drinks." Jack turned to face Lorilie.
"Are you ever sleeping?"
"Not I just rest my eyes." He said while grinning with three gold teeth showing.
"I just slept with a 49 year old man."
"42, luv, and you didn't seem to mind at all."
"I didn't but it is kind of strange."
"Aye, but don't cry over spilt milk."
"I wasn't crying, anyways what do we do now?"
"I don't know. Do you have any ideas?"
"I thought that was your specialty." They both started to laugh when they heard Anna Maria walking down the hall towards the room.
Lorilie fell off the bed then slid underneath it.
"Jack!" Anna Maria opened the door.
"What woman?"
"There's some one here to see you." Anna Maria turned and left when a man Lorilie had never seen before stepped into the room carrying a bottle of rum.
"Will!" Jack yelled. He got out of bed unaware of the fact that her was naked and ran towards his friend (Oh how I wish that was me). Jack looked at him for a while then hugged him.
Will looked down and said "Well aren't we happy?"
Lorilie snickered from under the bed, but no one seemed to notice her so she stuck her head out a little to see what was going on.
She saw the same man with the rum bottle who appeared to be drunk, but happy to see his friend. Apparently he had been crying because his eyes were red and puffy.
Jack went behind Will and locked the door. Then he took the rum bottle from Will and drank ¾ of the bottle in one large gulp.
Will approached Jack and put his head on Jacks shoulder, as if he were whispering something into his ear, however his lips weren't moving.
Lorilie pondered about the man's sexuality. "That's odd"
"What brings you up here, Turner?"
"She's gone!"
"Who's gone?"
"She's dead!"
"Who's dead?"
"Elizabeth!!"
"Is she dead or is she gone?" Jack was confused.
"Both!!!" Will began to cry on Jacks deeply tanned bare chest (I like that).
While Lorilie watched she realized that Will's hands were sliding from Jacks sides to his thighs.
"Just one second Mr. Boo Hoo Elizabeth's Dead (and gone)" Lorilie yelled as she revealed herself from underneath the bed. " I don't know who you think you are but-"
"Elizabeth is that you?"
"No, but I don't want you to touch-"
"Elizabeth it is you, isn't it?"
"Who is Elizabeth?"
"Don't be silly Elizabeth, where have you been this whole time." Will put his arms around Lorilie and held her tightly.
Lorilie tried to get free, but found herself unable to move and starring up into Will's hypnotizing gaze.
Will lowered his face slowly to hers. Their lips came closer together and soon there was no space between them.
Just when Lorilie was starting to enjoy her moment Jack had to separate them. He glared at Lorilie and hit Will on the head with the now empty rum bottle.
"Hey!" Lorilie yelled.
"You two would have gotten stuck together if it wasn't for me, thank you very much!"
"What?"
"You heard me!"
"Well you were about to let him feel tour butt, don't think I didn't see it!!!"
"He's drunk for crying out loud!"
"You're sober and you didn't seem to mind!"
"I didn't know what he was doing, luv, and besides I'm straight. Of all people you should know!!!"
Lorilie looked over at Jack again. He looked pretty damned good for a 42 year old. It was kind of hard to stay mad at such a fine man (AMEN!). "Okay, I'm sorry."
"You should be! After all you have no right to yell at me after you just kissed a complete stranger! You don't even know him!" Jacks anger seemed to subside as she pushed him back onto the bed.
"You know Jack, if I didn't know any better, I would think you're jealous of him."
"I am not."
"When do you think he'll wake up?"
"Sometime in the morning, I don't know."
"Okay."
"Okay, indeed."