FSOG NIGHTMARE09

An now for something different

Christmas day, evening, Seattle. Nightclub off Capitol Hill section of town.

Jose-pov: The club is pumping, the guys hot. As I cruise thru the crowd. I just haven't been able to find my groove. Since I stop looking for one-nighters, it's been dry, very dry. I just sit at the bar a sip my beer. I wonder if I'll ever find a love like Kate and Annie. Even Ray has got a hottie.

Something slams into me, as the bright lights fade to darkness.

Xxxxxxxxxx

Kate-pov

I sip my orange juice and vodka, waiting for Elliott the idiot to wake up. maybe I shouldn't have hit him with the end table. He should have known to keep out of my way. Telling me he wouldn't allow me to do what I am going to do to my! What frigging right does he have telling me I can't go to Tacoma, a beat my father to death. He should have known better.

I sit and stew for a long time. I feel his arms around me, holding me. Making my world better. He kisses my neck, making me forget my family. The Social whore, Pulitzer reporter my family expects and demands I be. Why couldn't I have Ray as my Dad.

Even Elliott's parents got off the blame, high horse bullshit. Apologized and came back into the family. What is wrong with my genes that my parents are still assholes and idiots. I feel the adrenaline and alcohol take me to oblivion. Take me in his loving arms.

Day after Christmas:

I wake naked and tied spread eagle on the bed. Elliott walks in naked with an ice pack on his head. I want to laugh, but his face tells me it not that moment. He turns and dresses. Not saying a word.

"Hey? Untie me?"

"NO!"

"What?" he ignores me. have I fuc #k our relationship. Is he leaving me. I start to cry.

"Baby, your staying put. Till Park's get here at noon. Hopefully I'll be back, or you're on the way to Tacoma with lawyers and bail money. Your parents call this morning."

"What did they say?" I ask terrified of his answer.

"They said, a server was on his way to serve me with papers: suing me for damages caused by your leaving the family and breaking your engagement to Thomas Lothrop Howard the Fifth. Anything about him I should know?"

I think what bullshit, I never accepted an engagement from Howard. I despise him and his family. His great-granddaddy made his fortune, blackmailing and promotion with several South Carolina newspaper. His father moved in the Fifties to Hollywood, running a tabloid rag. His older brother, Thomas is some thirty-years younger, runs a successful tabloid websites and political hack sites. He looks good, almost respectable; till his first drink and the creepy, handsy, pervert comes out. Last time I saw him, he was swimming in Mrs. Cottles fountain in the Hamptons. I broke two nails, punching him into the thing, a very over blown version of the Danish pissing boy.

I smile at the thought of Ray teaching Anna and me, how to punch assholes. Defend ourselves. I come back to Elliott smoldering eyes.

"Last time I saw Howard, I decked him into Mrs. Cottles Hampton Estate's massive pissing boy fountain. I used several things Ray taught me. I never accepted any proposals. Elliot? untie me?"

"No, your blood is up over this. Dad is picking me up. We will handle this." He crawls up my body, hovering over my face. Lips so close. I long to taste him, feel him.

"We will handle this. Understand. Say it!" he growls at me, for the first time in our relationship, I am afraid of him. This is serious, no nonsense Elliott. He makes me hot, scared and like a guilty little girl.

"I understand Elliott."

"Good, relax, three hours Parks will be here. your diapered. When I get back, you will be punished for last nights tantrum. I suggest you get your mind and ass in order, contrite ashamed Kate better be here when I get back." He is hard an unbending, I've never seen this side of him: it wets, thrill me. I whimper in need. He kisses my lips, he is gone. At least he left the TV on, Shit one of Anna's DVD of proper manners and etiquette. This is torture, but I better get it in my thick, stubborn brain if I expect to keep him.

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Jose-pov

I wake naked and ankle chained to a bed. I manage to stand, get to the bathroom and the porcelain god before I lost it. I clean up and head back to bed, to work my way out of this cuff. Dad taught me a lot of his Army ninja tricks. I almost got it.

"Well asshole. Get loose! So! I can pound you. Aaron didn't let me last night. I want to rearrange your features, less twink cupid. More Elephant-man." Say a guy twice my size, bulging muscles. Air of violence and sadism. Shit!

"Tim! I said I would handle him. Go Pump some more steroids or something. Jesse's is up and horny." In walks an Adonis, a living, breathing god. I feel mesmerized and drawn to him. I harden at his smoldering gaze. He punches me. I fall back on the bed. What the F ##$K!

"That was for Junior Prom at Riley. Ring any bells?" Riley? Ft. Riley Kansas? Junior Prom. We were at Riley for a year after mom died. Dad took a teaching gig at the Armed Forces Command & Staff College. I didn't make any friends. Wait I had my junior prom at Montesano. I was a sophomore in Kansas.

"Nope, need more information?"

He straddles my waist, grabs my face in his muscled strong arms. His touch fires me, makes me want to submit and be his forever. I can't bear to be without his touch. He kisses me. Leaving me breathless and aching for more. More of him. The haze waifs a little a I remember. Only one person has ever fired me like this. Lucky? "Lucky?"

He steps back, kneeing my hardon. Looking very smug and happy; as I roll in pain off the bed. "Yes. Lucky! The guy you stood up. The guy you outed to the whole frigging school and base. Eric 'Lucky' Sargant. Stay here. I'll be back in a bit. If you get loose. I get to play rough." He leaves.

A tall dark, Latin guy, older more sated in life. Walks in.

"Remember me Jose. Aaron Sargant. Lucky's older brother. Why did you stand him up? He's been burning with anger since the prom. You never explained or returned his letters.

"What letters, I left him a voicemail on your guy's machine. Annie's Mom paid her visit. We rushed home, Montesano. I never got any letters. From anyone in Kansas. Your dad refused my calls, said Lucky had a new fag to cuddle." I will not cry, I will not cry. The water pours from my eyes, I turn over face down in the bed. Hiding in shame and sorrow for my lost soulmate.

Major Thorpe high School Ft. Riley Kansas: six-years previously

I just kicked the shit out of the Schools All-American Varsity Offensive Tackles; Senior's ass. I am walking on air, I round the corner; my man is waiting for me. Tall, blond, Athletic, gay and all mine. I wrote Annie that I had found my one. My soulmate!

He kisses me. I become very submissive to his aura and presence. He came out of the closet for me, his dad: Flight Warrant Officer Four is also a teacher at Armed Forces Command & Staff College is very unhappy over his son's gayness. He teaches Airborne operation and control. My Dad; Retired Staff Sergeant Rangers slash Special Operations is teaching PT and Unarmed Combat, with a couple of sub-classes in Army ninja stuff: picking locks, getting out of restraints.

His Dad is very bent out of shape, especial with us making out in the TV room. The year is almost over, His dad is scheduled for another year here. SR. tells me he will sign on for another year. So, Lucky can graduate and go to Seattle University. He already has a full ride in baseball, basketball, lacrosse, track and field; whatever my man wants, he plans to study medicine. My man is sports Jock on steroids with a super brain.

We walk to class, Sex-ed. What a joke, I've had several classes by Dad's female and gay friends on sex. Since Annie came back; I had to learn about sex. To be able to help her when she lost it, the things she whimpers and scream in her nightmares. Terrified me, If I ever come across Three; I will bury him deep in the forest, guiltless and happy. She's my best friend, my only true friend besides Lucky.

After school, we drive out to the post Archery range, Lucky is teaching me to shoot. It's a blast, although I doubt I'll ever get up to killing Bambi. We talk about junior Prom next week. About his summer internship at the Post hospital. I joke, 'I'll be sunning at the pool, sipping ice tea, watching all the hard bodies strut by. Maybe find a kissing summer fling.'.

I end up over a hay bale, getting my mouth worshiped by his. He commands me. I end up sucking him off; in public, over the hay bale, he F ##$ks my mouth. I shot just pleasing him. He kisses me so deep and emotional, he has to carry me to her car. To make love to him is going to be fantastic. My soulmate! I can't wait for prom.

Present:

Aaron looks at me, then uncuffs me. I stand shaking. "clothes in the closet". He walks away. I dress slowly, taking in the plain fact that he hates me. I just curl into the fetal position on the bed a cry. I've lost my soulmate again.

I feel strong arms holding me. making me happy and loved. He still cares about me. But will he want to be with me?

"Jose stop, we need to talk. Stopping making everything gloom and doom." He whispers in my ear, licking, kissing, biting my ear and neck. I shudder in pleasure, God I bet this is how Annie feels with Christian. I let the world take me, falling asleep in my mans arms.

Two hours later:

"Smack!" Jose up and at'hem, Shower, Shit, shave; Food in fifteen." I roll over looking at my wet demigod, smiling at me in just a towel. I reach for it, he dances away. I lay back, about to close my eyes.

"Jose the sooner you eat the sooner we can talk."

I roll out of bed, when did I get naked after I dressed earlier. What am I thinking? Lucky always got me out of my clothes without noticing. I grab a quick shower, piss and dress. Arriving in a nice middle-class House in the Suburbs? Where the fringing hell are we.

"Where are we?"

"Corner of NE 55th and Ravenna Ave NE. in the University District. Ravenna Park is across the street. I'm only a couple of clicks to the medical center. I'm finishing my Residence there." Lucky say, always straight and clear. 'Just the facts man' kind of guy.

"Residence, should-int you be starting it, not finishing it?"

"Says the Slacker Engineer major, with a minor in photography. Or are you just going to spend the rest of your life leeching of your bitch?" he says. I throw the glass in the sink and go over the table at him.

It takes Aaron and Muscle-bound Tim to haul me off. I see a twink soothing him, making me sure I've lost my man. I what to cry, but I can't. I'm so frigging mad. Insulting my BFF! my sister!

"Alright! What start this? And you are both paying for the table, the dishes. And will be cleaning this up, before anyone leaves. AM I CLEAR!" Aaron bellows like a drill instructor.

"YES."

"Jose?" he glares at me.

"He insulted my Annie, my BFF. MY SISTER!"

"Lucky! I told you not to go there. That thirty minutes on the mat tomorrow. You don't know the girl. You don't know, screw that! you damm well know how important she is to him. Jose Sr. considered her a daughter. They dropped everything to rush to her aid." Aaron scream at him. I should feel smug, but I just feel upset that my soulmate is lost and will never know how great a person Annie and Kate are.

"I'm sorry Jose. Really, I am. I shouldn't have goaded you. I just don't understand why you left me?"

"Pizza on its way, Me and Jesse's are heading out to the park, we have a foursome of Frisbee golf at Woodland park at one. Bye. Lucky try not to destroy your brothers house. I can't afford rent and my STEROIDS! Tim jokes going out the door with his arm over Jesse's.

"Tim is the last person to use steroids, he's on the University Football and Rugby teams. 4.0 GPA in Humanities and sociolinguistics. Be warned, he plays the dumb jock, he isn't one." Aaron says

I dread the next words out on my mouth. "Jesse's?"

"Jesse's in our housekeeper and cook. You owe him a new Le Creuset's Cocotte, plus a new table service."

"Your sleeping with him?" I ask Lucky. Afraid what he will say.

"No, I tried to forget you in one-nighter's, but it left me hollow and angry."

"I did to, I could never feel like I felt with you."

"maybe we can? I don't know? Restart maybe. If you what?" Lucky ask, unsure and scared of what I might say. I walk over, take him in my arms, kissing him and me silly. I lean back for air. "I think picking up where we left off is best." He carries me back to bed. Screw the pizza guy at the door.

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Kate-pov

I decided to take a page from Anna book. I sit on the sofa, on a towel. Wearing Elliott's only dress shirt, I can find. We are so going to Nieman's to get him some decent clothes. I try not to fidget or sweat. Parks told me he was on his way back. Should be here any moment.

I try to be contrite and demure. I try to be the Girlfriend, he deserves. But it's hard being so screwed up. I wish I could call Anna. But the island house only has emergency telephone. I can email, but it could be hours before she notices and replies. If I was clothing optional in a secluded luxurious lodge on a remote island with only Jason and Gail. I would be very busy! Sated! And happy! Too happy to want to spoil it with your BFF relationship melt down.

I sit and watch the walls shrink in on me. I hope he gets home soon. "Well? Miss Kate Kavanagh. I believe you are under-dressed. You have ten minutes to be dressed for travel and in the car. That is if you would like to go to Las Vegas and become Mrs. Grey."

I'm stunned!

"Tick, Tock!"

I shake meself, jumping up, stripping the shirt running for my closest. I shimmy on the first dress I grab, a sleeveless wrap dress to my knees, grab my Prada, purse and dash down the stairs, the front door is open. I see him in a SUV with Parks driving. I leap into the car and his lap. "Parks let go! Go!"

"Eager are we Miss Kavanagh?" he sarcastically says. I bite his lip, deep tongue his body. "To be Mrs. Elliott Grey! help yes I am eager. With a very impatience beaver. So? The plane is public or private?"

"Well I see Anna DVD on Victorian manners is working."

"I was on track to be the WSU valedictorian. I'm sorry for losing it last night."

"Good, I understand. I've had moments like that. a lot recently. But we have to talk, be adults on some level. You are always safe with me. understand baby?'

"yes, I'm sorry. I'm so screwed up and useless."

"Kattie, you are fun, bright, opinionated, prankster and loyal friend and a great Wife. I know I have bad points. Like Christian said 'kids playing adult'" Elliott kisses me, making me forget everything bad we are.

"but we make a damm good pair, we will make a damm good set of parents, I do believe we will have very few dull moments in our life." His cuddle me. making me feel everything.

Xxxxxx

"We're here."

I look out at a private Lear, with GEH on the tail. "Christian loaded it to me."

I look at Elliott, raise one eyebrow. "Ok! Ok! Roz loaded it to me. happy?"

"Well I believe the flight will last long enough to earn our Club merit badge, possible with the oral and possible the 'A' add-on ribbons" I smirk in his face. He carries me out of the SUV across the tarmac and toss me into the plane, lucky the Stewardess catches me.
"Elliott?"

He leaps up into the plane, hustle me to the back. "one bed, once we are up. all you'll see is the ceiling, bedspread, and possible out the portal. Oh! And my magnificent MUG! Let's get you strapped in, my hand in very itchy to see if a little finger F ##$King during lift off, cures fear of flying"

I start to say I don't have a fear of flying, then think better of it. "Oh, Elliott is it safe, this small plane, I get so nervous flying. I just can't relax, the tensions is so BAD!" has he straps me into my seat, pinned against the window. He takes a blanket over our laps.

"Vicky, Where good. Why don't you get some bootleg takeoff time with Steph? We'll be fine, very fine."

"Elliott, Roz already has a sanitizing crew scheduled for Vegas and the honeymoon destination. So, keep in bedroom. I work in here. Now. Here is a box of wet wipes. If your hungry, ring otherwise nobody, AN I MEAN NOBODY! Is coming back here to see a repeat of last years Seahawk and Dallas game trip. Roz had to have the interior replaced, couldn't get the plane clean enough to not have any black light stains. AM I CLEAR!" Vicky the very cute married to Steph flight attendant barks at Elliot.

"Don't look smug Kavanagh, I've been briefed on your exploits. When you see the sign go off, then get in the bedroom, lock the door. Because if I see one naughty part of either of your two's anatomy, your getting married in your underwear. I can see you forgot that item. Lucky Mrs. Drumfire, your housekeeper packed for the two of you. NOW. Clean up your mess and enjoy the flight. ETA is three hours. Have a good time." Vicky barks at Kate.

Before she can retreat to the cockpit, we are a bundle of laughter's. We are so boned by our friends and family.

Xxxxxx

Ray's -pov

Jose and fiancée are back in Montesano. I have to clear-out the house; a rent it out. I brought Max into to take over the woodshop, made him a full partner. He earned it. Since I'm Seattle bound for the near future. With Annie and now Alex and Deb.

Alex and Deb. Alex, Deb and me. We have fallen into an intense relationship. Seems Alex and Deb aren't straight or gay. They are BI! Holy shi# t to have two super-hot women picked me to be monogamous with. My body is sore' my man is very abused. But hell, I love it. They love it and me.

I couldn't believe they never succumbed before me to the attraction they had for each other. I show up and Deb is willing to try a stick and Alex is willing to have pie. I'm confused, happy and very in love with both women.

Alex has bought the other penthouse tower in Escala, while we look at estates on Bainbridge near Annie. Alex and Deb are very mother hens to her. With Gail I never have to worry about Annie ever not having strong women to rely on. Since Carla is a waste.

I sip my whiskey, looking out over the sound. Letting the peace of the scenery calm my nerves. An hour ago, I was dragging a spiting mad Elliott from his future in-law's house. As Carrick when all lawyer on their dumb, bigoted asses. I nearly lost it when Eammon Kavanagh proclaimed Annie must be black to be seen in public with Aunt Rose, proclaiming her kin.

Ward and Pete had to haul me back to the SUV. Elliott cried nearly the whole trip to Seattle. Till Carrick told him his best bet to keep Kate safe and sane was to just marry the girl. The women could plan a re-vowing ceremony later. He would have all the papers need for her trust fund when they landed in Vegas.

I feel them waltz into the room, Deb leaning on Alex is very gracefully in her casts. I let them pile on me. make love to them. I thought with two I would be ignoring one or the other. But we make it work. Work very well. They tag-team ravaging me with their oral competition on my man. It's been a strange year. But Damm is life getting better!

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Storm break island:

I thought it mite be a little awkward being naked in front of Gail and Jason. Or them with us. But its been bliss. We mostly are just in dress shirts and the guys in kilts. But we swim naked, spent time playing cards or board game naked or almost naked. Just separated in the great room making out to a movie.

My tree-house is a woman only establishment. No cootie carrying boys allowed. Gail loves to hold me on my second-floor bed, while I unload all the terrors of Three and Carla: fear of my relationship with Chris. She holds me, puts me back together. I've become her daughter in everything and every-way.

Even Dad's new fiancées Alex and Deb. Boy, I didn't think the old war horse had it in him. But he makes them both happy. they make him happy. That all I care about is making my father proud and happy. He given everything for me, I don't know how I could ever repay him.

Gail wanders over to tea sipping me. "The guys are outside splitting wood. Ahh"

I put down the cup. We rush to the window looking down on them. They despite the cold, strip off their shirts and cut a few more logs. I bump Gail shoulder. She laughs as we drop the shirts. We grab our girls. Smiling at the guys frozen below. They toss the wood, axes and dart for the door.

We meander till we hear them in the hallway. "You can't catch us!" we both scream.

Seeing them, we run into the pool area and into the pool. They dive into sex us up.

Later we lounge under the heat lamps, while the guys massage are backs and assets. I turn from the stormy sea outside the window to Gail. "I love you."

"We love you both. Life is turning out great."

"Yes, it is if Chris would massage more and sexpertise less. I just love to feel his touch."

"Daughter, we lucked out with these two brutes'. You hear us. MORE massage, sexpertise later." We both bust in giggles. I believe I can talk Chris into extending another week, if I let him video conference a few times.

I dread going back to the world. Our oasis is such a peaceful happy place.

* note to the guest who's relative was poet James Whitcomb Riley, since you learned it in second grade I assume your from Greenfield. since that's the only school system teaching him at that grade. everyone else is taught in third year American lit. or usually now master American lit. Found the Riley House to be very strange, loved the old elevated pool in the Park.

* the press releases are all bull##t, I've taken the current news style to highlight the bulls#$T. I've tried to make things mostly real. No i'm not interested in a pintrest page. if interested google them. the Island is particularity beautiful, even a sat-jpeg.