Carrie had fallen in love with Rachel's coffee shop. She was anxious to see what her new friends thought of the article. Walking in the door, every one turned their head as she walked in. Samantha and Joey were seated on the orange couch together and holding hands. Carrie hadn't seen Samantha spend so much time with a guy since Smith. Maybe she had done them a favor.

"Well look who's here. It's Miss No One Will Know It's You." Ross said sarcastically. Rachel put her hand on his knee. "Honey, remember your blood pressure." Rachel reminded him. He pushed it away. "This is all your fault." He screamed. Rachel moved away and then put her hand over her ring. "Yeah I would too , Missy."

"I see you have read the story." Carrie said carefully. "Miss Bradshaw, I hope you have a lawyer, because I intend to sue for libel ." Ross said threatingly. Chandler looked at his magazine and then said. "Yeah Ross, I bet Russell could use the business , since it has been awhile since you've gotten a divorce. He probably needs the money." Ross turned to him and then laughed. "Eha eha eha Yuck it up funny man. How would you like it if your life was blasted all over the papers? You know your mother who went after your best friend or your father who is a Las Vegas drag queen.."

Carrie took out her notebook. This would all be great for the book. Chandler popped up. "No no no." he screamed as he grabbed the notebook.

"At least I didn't take off all my clothes to get an apartment from a fat ugly naked guy." Chandler said looking at Ross.

"At least people didn't think I was gay." Ross said looking at Chandler.

"At least I didn't kiss my sister." Chandler said snidely.

"At least I didn't sit on my father's lap in a steam room at the club." Ross said accusingly as he got up.

"At least I said the right name when I got married." Chandler said as he got up and got in Ross' face

"At least I didn't date Janice" Ross screamed.

"Yes you did." Screamed Chandler. "And slept with her."

"Sir Limps a lot." Ross screamed. "Monkey Boy." Chandler yelled . Phoebe got up and walked over. She took Chandler by one ear and then Ross by the other as Monica and Rachel watched helpess to do anything. "Chandler Muriel Bing and Ross Eustace Geller , knock it off or I will kick your asses. And you know I can do it."

The two boys chorused in sync. "Ow Ow Ow. Sorry Phoebe. , sorry Phoebe." Ross and Chandler said and then Phoebe let go.

:It's nice to know that I am not the only one you do stuff like that to." Mike said as the two men sat on the floor . holding their sore ear.

Rachel led him away. "This is not over yet, Miss Bradshaw. I am getting a lawyer." Ross said looking at her. .

Carrie sat with Miranda in her and Big's apartment. "Do you really think he has a case?" Carrie asked nervously. "It is one thing to use Big or your name in a column. It is totally different when you start using total strangers. Rachel's boyfriend has every right to be mad at you." Carrie lit a cigarette. "So what am I supposed to do? My boss wants another column." Miranda sat thoughfully for a minute , why don't you talk to them and not their friends. That way you get your happy ending column and you won't say something that will embarrass them." Carrie thought Miranda's idea was brilliant. After she left , she picked up the phone. Ross answered it. "Hello Ross." She said nervously.

"I am not saying anything to you until you have a signed release and a lawyer present." He said as he recognized the voice. Rachel grabbed the phone from him. "Hi Carrie." Rachel motioned for him to go over to another chair and sit . He pouted like a little baby with his arms folded. Dear sweet Monica , would do the same thing, Rachel remembered. Sometimes those two could be like twins. "What's up?" she chimed.

"I have got the best idea to make things right. I will interview you guys , that way you can tell me what you want to say. " Carrie was so proud of herself for thinking of this idea. "We'll still do the story, but there will be no embarrassing parts in it." "I don't know Carrie, I'll have to get back to you on that one." Rachel said. "I 'll call you back later." She hung up the phone.

"I do not like that woman." Ross said , still obviously mad. "Oh calm down Professor, Carrie suggested that she do the next part of the series with just us. That we can tell her the really sweet parts and not have the parts that make us cringe or will embarrass us." Rachel was trying to have Ross listen to reason , but sometimes that was too much to ask for, when he had his mind made up , that was that

"Honey, remember how many people we tortured because of our indifference for each other? How many peoples feelings that we played with because we still had feelings we couldn't deal with? " Ross sat back and thought for a minute. There was quite a few and the names read like a litany of the saints… Julie…Bonnie..Joshua… Emily…. Mona… Paul….Elizabeth…Charlie… Tag… and the one that neither wanted to hurt ,Joey. "This would show other people who had our hang-ups that they shouldn't give up and maybe even get them to admit their true feelings." Rachel smiled and looked at Ross. "Maybe hearing our version of the story might help them."

Carrie sat at her computer and started to push the delete button. She was beaten and defeated. According to Miranda , she didn't have a legal leg to stand on. Geller definitely had every right to sue . She revealed facts that he would have preferred to see buried. Then the phone rang. "Carrie , this is Rachel's fiancée, I was thinking if you want to interview just the two of us, we could do that." Ross said as Rachel looked on with a smile. She leaned down to the chair and gave him a kiss on the cheek. He could be so nice when he wasn't the proud , egocentric know it all dinosaur geek. But for Rachel Karen Green, she wouldn't have it any other way.

Samantha made Joey close his eyes. She walked him to the bedroom. "Oh kinky, I like that." He smiled as Samantha took him by the hand. "I heard you liked this." Samantha purred as she took her hands away from Joey's eyes."Oh wow , a swing." There in the middle of her meat packing district apartment suspended from the ceiling by chains was a black leather sex swing.

"Thought you might like this" Samantha started to get a chair. "You are an incredible lover and I wish I would have known what a sweet guy you are before. Plus I thought maybe we could even think about a threesome. I bet your friend Phoebe would be into that." She smiled as she climbed into the swing and spread her legs. Joey literally leaped into the swing. Once before Samantha had gotten a swing, but it broke. This time she used reinforced chains to hold both of them. Samantha wrapped her legs around Joey and threw her head back and started to squeal like a little kid at the fair. Joey had never been with anyone who was so skilled in pleasing a man or sexual maneuvers. It was almost as if she had spent a lifetime learning about sex. If there would have been a PhD in the bedroom. Samantha would have earned it.

"Harder stud, faster stud, " she urged as Joey pushed himself into her. Samantha wrapped her legs around him even tighter, pushing into his flat stomach. The sweat was pouring off of Joey as he worked, and it was indeed work. Samantha closed her eyes as he finally reached it, her point of ectasy With both of them exhausted, Samantha saw a cold piece of pizza and then she walked over to it. Suddenly she felt a slap as she heard him say. "Hey Joey doesn't share his food." He grabbed the pizza away from her. Oh well , that was how she kept her incredible shape. She enjoyed watching the man who could please her in bed , please himself with the other joy of his life, food. "Man can not live by food alone." His hand brushed her naked ass, she liked the touch of him to her skin. He was a man's man.

Carrie wrote down the time and then smiled. This was going to be her best column ever..