REWRITE 7
Olivia Benson woke up with as sense of excitement in her veins. She could feel the warm male body pressed against her back.
"Now this is more like it" she thought to herself.
She turned eagerly to her bedmate'
"Good morning handsome" she whispered huskily, as she stared into the brown eyes of George Clooney."
"Olivia" George cried in shock, "What am I doing here?'
"Well, George, I'm writing myself a fan fic, and I decided I should have some fun while I'm at it. And I've gotta admit to having a little crush ever since we were both in ER"
George smiled "Oh that would explain these then" he said, tugging on the stethoscope draped around his bare shoulders"
Olivia blushed shyly, "Yeah, sorry, just a little fantasy of mine"
"Oh no, it's fine" George said, "So, what do I do"
"Well, George, all you have to do is make love to me for the next few pages"
"Well, I think I could handle that" George said reaching for her.
"Yeah, just one thing though George" Olivia explained, "This is only a PG 13, so we can't be too graphic about it, and, well, I really don't know if I can write a sex scene"
"Well, what will we do about it" he asked.
Olivia pondered for a moment, "Well, what if I just write …George took the stunning brunette in his arms, and kissed her passionately, his hunger escalating. He slowly began caressing her as her lowered her to the bed. Her last coherent thought was 'Oh George…' and then we fade out. Like a Barbara Cartland novel, y'know, dot, dot, dot"
"Dot, dot, dot?" George asked, confused.
"Yeah, Barbara Cartland never wrote sex scenes but you always knew they were doing it 'cos of the …, she'd just put her hero and heroine together in a clinch have them kiss and end the scene with …"
George considered the idea and nodded his head…"Sounds OK to me"
"All righty then" said a smiling Liv "Let's do it"
George took the stunning brunette in his arms...
Damn George Clooney and his dicky back, only lasting the one page. I'll just have to get someone else