AN: Im glad people are reading! Woo! Lol Feel free to leave any kind of comment you want, it will only help me. ; )
Lovejo- Yes, Sam will be in this… only a little tho. And you will see why. Haha I want them to "real" sex too! SO, we will have that. But it will be at the end which will be in a bit. I felt soooo bad writing that Dean cums in his pants! But it works with the story. Oh well… haha
The Grinning Psychopath- Ughhhh Dean's tongue! Lol I soooo agree! And yeah, good call about the bold/italic Author's note… Ill do that from now on! Thanks for pointing it out. : )
8marta8- Yay! A review! Lol Thanks hon for reading and reviewing. It is much appreciated believe me. : ) I know right? Jo is so hard to please. Haha but honestly I would love to have Dean doing that to me all of the time but I would get annoyed just like Jo after a while and want the whole package no pun intended! Haha
Alrighty… same thing as before: Done as if Jo is talking in the form of a confessional. Use her personality while you read and it will go much more smoothly! 3
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Ch2
It all started four days ago when Dean called me ranting and raving about how some job he an Sam were on needed a woman or they were never going to kill the S.O.B. He didn't seem pleased about calling me, and when I asked him if he wanted me to be bait again he hung up the phone. I mean what can I say? I like to push his buttons. He just makes it so easy for me. But anyway, not long after Dean hung up the phone I get another call. You guessed it, it was Sam. He always tries to make things all better. He normally succeeds too, unless Dean is in the background bitching like a little girl. To be perfectly honest, under any normal circumstances I would have told the both of them to shove the job up their asses and figure out a new backup plan because I wasn't doing it. But sadly this wasn't a normal circumstance. Sam, poor poor Sam was sick. The guy made the big mistake of taking a bite of one of Dean's onion/hot pepper/horseradish/hot sauce burgers. Let's just say it didn't agree with him. Sam had all kinds of nasty coming out of both ends. I've always been a softie (although if you tell anyone I'll kill ya) and I agreed to help out with the job. So, now you know that this whole damn fiasco, that has made my pussy so raw and in need of a dick, is Sam's fault. Sam and his stupid food poisoning. Okay, so it's not completely Sam's fault, but that's not the point. The point is that I'm going to have to tell you a lot more than that to let you know the true magnitude of what is going on.