Disclaimer - I do not own highly delectable Mr. Depp OR Mort Rainey, but WILL hopefully get the dvd really soon! - Money is always helpful.

Hi everyone, long time no see! Sorry I haven't updated in a while - sooooo many tests, and assignments to do before they let you graduate! Golly! Seen some good films lately though, including - The Lady Killers - Tom Hanks is pretty cool, and I'm a huge fan of the original ad the Coen Bros. Anyone else seen anything good? Oh, and got "The good, the bad and the ugly" Clint Eastwood is so damn cool in that movie, and his poncho! sigh Is "Neverland" the next Johnny film to come out, does anyone know?
OK, enough chitchat - here's a not so subtle chapter. I'll leave some parts to your imaginations. - This is PG after all . . .

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As the pair approached the hall, the buzz of excited people could be heard. However, as they crossed the

threshold, all conversation stopped immediately. Lilly looked inquisitively at Mort, whose face remained

pleasantly nonchalant. "Why hello all. Don't let me stop you" he called out to the crowd mockingly. Mort

turned to Lilly, whispering aside "they're all a little bit bonkers Don't let them bother you". The crowd

immediately turned back and resumed their conversations. There was 10 minutes before the concert was

to start. Mort bought the tickets while Lilly stood by the plastic topiary tree in the corner, noticing the

distinct dirty glances thrown in Mort's direction. The woman who had given Lilly directions all those weeks

ago, saw Lilly and waddled over. The material of her cinnamon evening dress made distracting 'shhhh' noises

as she moved. "What are you doing with HIM?" she demanded, gesturing towards Mort ever-so subtly. Lilly

sighed inwardly "not to be rude, but I really don't understand what all the fuss is all about. Mort Rainey is a

wonderful man. Intelligent, funny, devastatingly handsome . . ." Lilly blushed, 'whoops, a little too much

drooling there'. Lilly cleared her throat "he may be a little eccentric now and then, but not a -" she dropped

her voice "bloody ax murderer, or whatever the hell you and the rest of these people may believe. So why

don't you keep your half-witted rumors to yourself. Now scoot!" Lilly shooed the woman away. The woman

huffed loudly and started muttering to herself, things like "don't say I didn't warn you" and the sort.

Mort returned with two glasses of fine white wine, and handed Lilly a deep red rose.

Arm in arm they strolled leisurely towards their seats and sat down, discussing their favourite composers. At

8 o'clock sharp, the lights dimmed, and the pianist approached the highly polished piano in his crisp black

tuxedo. For the next two hours, he held the audience in divine rapture, mesmerizing them with his supreme

virtuosity and showmanship. Lilly's heart began to flutter as Mort placed his hand gently on her knee. Slowly

his fingers wandered about her leg, drawing circular shapes as they moved higher and higher towards her

thigh. Lilly gulped softly and turned towards him "I-" she began, in a near silent whisper, but was interrupted

abruptly with a harsh "shhh!" from an old woman behind them. Although it was very dark, Lilly detected an

amused smile on Mort's lips. Finally, Mort's fingers came in contact with Lilly's. For the rest of the concert

they sat there, fingers entwined. Like a perfect couple in love. Lilly felt like singing!

As they walked back to the car, Mort halted Lilly "Would you find it completely inappropriate if I were to kiss

you right here and now?" Mort inquired playfully in a mock British accent. Lilly bit her lip, "well Mr. Rainey,

can't say I'd complain if you did!" she grinned. Nodding slowly, as if taking this information for serious

consideration, he without warning, swept Lilly off her feet, capturing her mouth in a passionate kiss. "Wow,

my goodness! Look out Don Juan, here's Morton Rainey!" Lilly whispered out of breath. Mort appeared

rather pleased with this comparison. "I guess we'd better be getting home - but this - to be continued" Mort

said with a wink.

Mort gazed intensely at Lilly as they entered the cabin, slamming the door shut behind him without turning

around. Lilly was about to say something, but Mort coolly started towards the kitchen to fix a cup of coffee.

'Is that it?' She asked herself 'as far as this will go? Playful flirting?' "Want one?" Mort called out. After a

moments pause, "um, no thanks" she replied absently.

With that, she languidly ascended the steps. Lilly sat on the edge of her bed, desperately wondering if she

had done anything, or hadn't done something. Was he blind, did he not get the hint? Anyway, who seriously

drinks coffee before going to bed?

Lilly sighed and started to remove her jewelry and shoes - which had begun (hours ago) to kill her feet. 'Oh

well, I had a lovely night. Best to leave it at that I suppose.' Lilly silently reasoned. Still in her dress, she

headed towards the bathroom to get rid of her makeup and undo her hair. Before reaching her destination, a

hand grabbed her shoulder, spinning her around. "Where do you think you're going?" Mort asked

mischievously. Lilly blinked "bathroom: to get ready for bed" she replied darkly. Mort shook his head, and

took her hand, leading her towards his room. They sat down on the bed. Carefully, he unpinned her hair,

which fell in a provocative flourish over her left brow. Mort gazed into her eyes "have I told you lately how

gorgeous you looked tonight?" Lilly scrunched her face into a expression of concentration "not for the last

half hour" she replied, after looking down at her watch. "Remind me to tell you that a little later then" he

instructed, capturing her in loving embrace . . .For Lilly, this night had definitely been one of the best in her

life - a real night to remember, to cherish . . . one that was about to become even better . . .

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My God! How past PG does this want to get? . . . Not really, this was quite tame. Sorry, it's getting a wee bit luvey-duvey there.sigh Lucky thing!