Here you are, as promised. I just LOVE how into this story you all are. I love reading your reviews, they make me feel pretty awesome. I don't consider myself a writer, not really... more like an entertainer so your feedback only fuels my need to make more interesting chapters for you... if that makes sense... You peeps are the greatest... seriously. =) Happy Reading!
A soft, almost purring sound, gently pulled Emma from her dreams. Slowly, she opened her eyes. Staring up at the ceiling, she listened hard for the mystery sound to begin again. It did. Pushing her blanket off slowly, the blonde rolled out of the warmth of her bed, tip-toed through her room and quietly cracked her door. A wide smile lifted her features when she found the source of that sound. Sprawled out in the living room floor, on a mountain of pillows and folded blankets was a small, pale faced girl with long brownish hair; under her arm, a giant white rabbit.
When Emma opened her door a little wider, she saw the girl's dad sitting, head resting on his shoulder, on the far side of the couch. In his lap was Ruby's sleeping head. For a moment, Emma stared at the sleeping pair on her couch. She forgot that they had decided to watch a movie after their return from Pizza Planet, the night before.
As she took a step into the living room, the little red and white terrier darted out from behind Ruby. His movements jarred Jefferson awake. Frozen, the blonde watched as he looked around the room and then down at the sleeping woman in his lap. A soft smile formed on his lips as he gently pushed long strands of dark hair away from her sleeping face.
"Hey man, it's like six in the morning." Emma whispered, awkwardly.
Jefferson jumped at first sound of the blonde's voice. He jerked his hand back away from the sleeping brunette's face and stared up at Emma. "I uh…"
Shaking her head, Emma put her hands up in front of her. "None of my business." She said. "What time does Grace need to get up?"
"Um…" He looked around and then stared at the small, white clock hanging on the wall next to him. "I'll let her sleep for a little while longer." He moved his arm out from under Ruby and lifted her head, sliding out from under her completely. He stood up and walked to the kitchen, stepping over his daughter.
Following him, Emma walked over to the old coffee pot that sat on the counter. Without a word, he sat down at the table while she filled the basket with fine grounds and then the pot with water. Turning around, Emma caught him running his fingers through his hair, deep in thought.
"Hey." She whispered, punching the ON button before walking over to the table and sitting down softly in the chair closest to her.
He looked up, obviously fighting with himself mentally. "I um… She fell asleep on me." He said softly, looking away from the blonde.
"Jefferson, it's okay. Really… I am not judging you."
"I know you're not, I just feel like I need to explain."
"You don't though…" She sighed. "I know what's up. You have always liked her, everyone knows that… and now you two are getting close."
"Yea, I just don't want things to be awkward, you know?" he whispered, meeting Emma's gaze.
"Nothing is awkward. I promise. I'll let you in on a little secret…" She said, standing up. "She likes you too."
He watched as the blonde danced around the kitchen, pulling two coffee cups from the cabinet and two tall drinking glasses. "What does Grace like for breakfast?" she asked without looking at him but while filling a cup with a mixture oh sugar and hot liquid. She grabbed creamer from the refrigerator before turning to him.
"I'm not sure… she usually just eats when she gets to school when I have her."
"Does she eat eggs?" she asked, filling the cup the rest of the way with cold creamer.
"She loves eggs."
"Scrambled?"
"Yup."
"Thought so." She nodded, handing him a mug.
He thanked her and took a sip. "You know just how I like my coffee." He smiled.
"You are like my brother, you are here more than you aren't anymore… I think I would know how you take your coffee." She laughed, pulling a carton off eggs from the refrigerator.
A shuffling of tired feet came from the living room shortly before Ruby appeared in the door way. "Mmm I smell coffee." She mumbled, throwing herself down next to the man.
"Good morning, sunshine." Emma said, grabbing the brunette a tall glass filled with black coffee. She set it down on the table and took two ice cubes from the freezer, dropping them into the steaming liquid.
"Thanks." Grumbled the sleepy woman. "Why are we up right now?"
Emma cracked a egg into a cup and spun a fork around in it for a moment. "One of you snores… bad." She laughed.
Ruby looked at the man who was already smiling. "Shut up, Jeff. I was you."
He just shook his head and continued to sip his drink.
A sizzling came from the stove as the blonde poured the egg into the skillet. Silently, she walked over to the counter and dropped two pieces of bread into the toaster. "How do you want your eggs?"
"What do you mean how do I want my eggs?" Ruby groaned.
"Not you, I know how you like eggs. Jeff… eggs?"
"Whatever you want to make." He said from over his cup.
"I'm going to make Grace a breakfast sandwich. It lasts longer than just eggs… it'll keep her full." She said, thrusting the pan forward. The egg was sent into the air before landing upside down in the pan.
"I'll have what she's having." He smiled.
"Cool. Go wake her up. She has to have time to eat." Emma said, firmly.
He nodded and got up, disappearing back into the living room.
The toast popped up and the blonde pulled the pieces from their slots before throwing them onto a small plate. She then went back to the refrigerator and pulled out a head of romaine lettuce, sliced cheese and a jar of mayonnaise. She lightly coated on piece with the mayo before topping the still cooking egg with cheese. When it melted, she placed the egg, cheese side up on the dry piece of toast, topped it with a leaf of lettuce and capped it.
Ruby watched as Emma returned once more to the fridge and grabbed a half gallon of milk. "Hey, Jeff?" called the blonde.
"Yea?"
"Does she like milk?"
"Her mom gives her soy." He called from the other room.
Emma slammed the milk back down onto the shelf and grabbed the carton of vanilla soy that she had yet to open. Before closing the door, she grabbed the bottle of chocolate syrup from the side and set them up on the counter. She could feel Ruby staring at her. "What Rubes?"
"What are you doing?"
"Making the kid some chocolate milk… duh."
"No, like what are you doing? You are never like this… you're being all motherly and shit."
"I'm making the poor girl some breakfast… I'm not being motherly… I'm being nice."
Ruby glared hard at the blonde for across the room. Her stare was cut short when Grace sprang into the kitchen. "Did I hear you say chocolate milk?!"
"You did." Emma smiled, holding the cup down to her.
"Gosh. I ate my weight in pizza, got the giant bunny, stayed up late and watched movies and now I get chocolate milk?! You guys are so great." She carried on before turning her cup up at take a drink. "And you weren't stingy on the chocolate." She smiled. "Dad! You have to marry one of these girls!"
Ruby stared to cough, having choked on her coffee. Jefferson poked his head through the door frame. "What?" He stared, wide-eyed.
"They are the best. I want to be here always so you will just have to marry one of them." She said, flatly, one hand firmly on the glass and the other on her hip.
Emma, laughing, continued to make everyone's food and let them sit in that awkward situation. She had almost avoided the whole thing until Grace rounded on her. "Emma cooks and she makes chocolate milk for me… But Ruby," She turned. "Knows how to have fun and she is a girly-girl so she can play dress up with me and do my make up…"
Jeff looked like he was going to pass out. He stood, using the door frame to keep him standing. Ruby tried her best to keep a straight face but on the inside, she was freaking out.
Before Grace could pick Emma over Ruby, the blonde cut off the girl's little, judging voice. "Hey kid, sorry but I'm taken."
"Oh… you are, aren't you. Are you boy friend and girl friend with Ollie and Rollie's dad? Is that why Miss Mills wanted to talk to you?"
The room got deafeningly quiet. Emma stared down at the little girl who was patiently awaiting her answer. "No. I'm not with Robin. We only just met a few days ago."
"Ooooh so you…" She paused, thinking. "you are girlfriends with their mom then?"
"No, kid." Emma said quickly. "I am just taken."
Grace shrugged and took another drink of her milk. "You know, it's okay to have a girlfriend if you are a girl… My dad says that you should never be afraid to love anyone… doesn't matter if they are a boy or girl."
"That's right, kid. Now go eat. You have to leave soon."
"Okay. After I eat, will Ruby do my hair for me?" She asked, looking to the brunette.
"Well yea. I wouldn't let your dad mess it all up." Ruby laughed.
#
" Hello class." Regina smiled as she flipped the door shut behind her. Her black skirt clung to her hips and bare legs as she strode toward the center of the room. The door came crashing into place with a loud boom that caused everyone to snap up straight. A terrified silence spread across the room.
"Oh, mercy." Regina laughed having jumped too at the sound. "That was loud." She smiled, looking around. "So sorry."
Walking to her desk, she threw down her blue folder and flipped it open. "I have your quizzes graded. I will say that you really must do the readings… the results were horrific."
Scanning the room, she was met by the unsurprised faces of a few dozen students. Her eyes fell on Emma who was leaned back in her chair, arms crossed, with a cocky grin on her face. For a moment, Regina lost her words. She stared silently into blazing green eyes from across the room. Pushing a lazy strand of hair behind her ear, she let her hand fall slowly to the collar of her half open, red and white layered blouse.
"But… I'm certain you have all learned your lesson this time." She finished, looking back to the rest of the student body. "So, when I call you up, I would love for you to take your papers and then go find a nice tree to read the next five chapters under."
A hushed murmur danced across the room. Ruby shot a sideways glance at the blonde at her side. "What did you do?" She whispered.
Emma shrugged a response, her eyes glued on the professor who practically floated back and forth across the room.
"Yes dears," Regina smiled warmly. "Much like most of you, I too enjoy these beautiful days… but alas, I will be stuck up in my office grading more papers. The day is too amazing to be trapped in this dark old classroom. Enjoy the weather for me."
Students happily chatted to each other awaiting their names to be called. Dr. Mills began fingering through the stack of papers before leaning back against the lightly stained wood of her desk.
"Buzz." She called, quieting the class.
A tall, bulky, blonde boy jumped from his seat and snatched at his paper.
"I gave you points for creativity… Never do this again." She smiled, letting the lined paper fall into his hands.
He nodded with a smile before disappearing through the door, leaving it ajar. Name after name, the room began to empty. Sliding the next two assignments from the top of the pile, Regina began to smile even bigger than before.
"Miss Lucas, Swan, good job… both of you." She said, watching the girls approach the front of the room.
Ruby beamed and took hers. She looked down and giggled at her score. "94 percent, boom."
Emma slowly brought her hand up, accidentally grazing her professor's fingers in the process. Red quickly spread across her cheeks as she smiled and nodded at the tan brunette. "Have a good one." She mumbled before exiting with her obviously excited friend.
"Holy shit snacks, she gave me a 94… that is like the highest grade ever." Ruby laughed.
"No Ruby, 100 is the highest score ever." Emma replied, shaking her head.
"I wonder how many I actually got right… Maybe she gave me a good grade by association or something."
"What?"
"You know… because I'm your bestie." Ruby whispered, pushing open the door leading outside.
"I don't see Regina as the type of person to do some shit like that… She didn't even give me a perfect score."
"No shit?"
"Seriously, I got a 98." Emma said, tilting her paper up at the brunette.
"Whoa… that's weird… Wanna go to the coffee shop and compare them?"
For a second; mouth open and eyes narrow, the blonde stared at her friend. "What is going on with you?" She said, turning in the direction on the coffee shop.
"Whatya mean?" the girl asked, bouncing on her toes as they walked.
"You're acting… weird."
"Just excited is all."
"I'm sure… What happened last night?"
"Nothing! Nothing happened." Ruby said happily.
"Obviously something did."
"No… that's the thing, nothing happened. We cuddled up and watched a few movies and fell asleep. He didn't even try to kiss me or anything."
"And that's exciting to you?"
Ruby turned to face the blonde. She walked the path backwards for a bit. "When you have had to deal with as many pushy asshole dudes as I have, you learn to appreciate the one guy who wants to take it slow." She smiled before turning back around.
"I guess… So is that a thing then?"
"What?"
"You and Jefferson."
"I'm not sure. He is a really good guy but Grace… she is demanding." She laughed. "I mean, she wants us to be married like yesterday."
"Rubes, she is a kid… Kids are strange. I think you should give this a shot… I mean, he is no August." Emma said, turning the corner onto the main drag.
"I know right. Thank the Gods that he isn't August. He is far too sweet to be that kind of dick face."
Laughing, Emma shook her head. "Do you ever think about what you plan to say before you do it?"
"Not usually, why?"
"No reason. So, don't forget that I'll be over Regina's tonight so I won't be home for dinner."
"Ooooh yea, I almost forgot. Maybe I'll invite Jeff over." She smiled, staring at the sky.
"Yea, you do that... don't burn my house down."
A short chime rang out as Emma pushed her way through the shop door. Instantly her senses were on overdrive. The sweet, sharp aroma of coffee filled her lungs while the soft twang of bluegrass music entered her head. Quickly, the blonde dumped her bag and paper off on the nearest table and made her way up to the counter. She was instantly approached by a muscular, young boy with short, blonde hair and piercingly blue eyes.
"What'll it be today, Em?" He asked, cheerily while wiping his hands on his apron.
"Oh Thomas… you act like I would ever pick something different." She said, leaning against the counter.
"One tall mocha, soy, light whipped cream and cinnamon on top… Comin your way." He smiled.
Emma threw a five dollar bill on the register before taking her place at the table, opposite Ruby.
"So um, Mills left you a little something down here." The brunette said, awkwardly sliding Emma's assignment across the table.
"Do what now?"
"Number twelve."
Emma scanned over what Regina had written at the bottom of the sheet. Her cheeks grew pink as she looked back up to her friend. "Well… that's awkward."
"Yea. That's what I get for looking at your stuff." She shrugged.
"Looks like I'll be headed to her office when we are done."
"You have fun with that."
Thomas scooted around the counter and took up a chair next to Emma. "So, how's life for you lovely ladies?" He asked, sliding Emma her drink.
"Hi Tom." Ruby mumbled, staring down at her paper.
"Life is pretty good here, man." Emma smiled. "How is Ella?"
"She is good. She finally moved out of her stepmom's place and she has been working up at the University Farm for the past few weeks. She loves it."
"Oh, I bet. She always was good with animals."
"For sure. I got her a pet for her birthday, a hamster. She loves him like whoa… named him Gus. And apparently Gus was lonely so she got him a friend… Jack."
"Why am I not surprised?" Ruby huffed.
"Oh, it gets better." He laughed. "Jack turned out to actually be a girl so now…"
"Oh my god no." Emma snorted, clasping her hand over her mouth.
"If you know anyone who would like a hamster… we have five more." He smiled.
Before he could say more, the bell on the front door chimed, sending him to his feet. He nodded to the girls and hopped back to his place behind the register.
"That girl is such a ditz." Ruby mumbled once he was gone.
"Oh stop. You know it isn't her fault that Thomas didn't want to date you."
"I never said it was… I just don't like her... I have no interest in him... She is just such a goody-goody."
Emma rolled her eyes over the black lid on her drink. "Why is it…" She sat her cup down. "that you wanted to come to the coffee shop… but you have no drink?"
"I'm uh… waiting."
"For?"
"Jeff." She smiled, innocently.
"What a whore. Fine, I'll go to Regina's office and see what she wanted then."
"I bet I know what she wanted." Ruby said.
The blonde's eyebrows shot upward. "Oh, and what would that be?"
"An afternoon fuck." She whispered before sticking out her tongue, playfully.
"I'm sure that's exactly what she wants." Emma said sarcastically. "Well, your boy-toy is here." She said, looking up at the door.
"Be good. You have all night to be freaky." Ruby said quickly.
The blonde stood from her seat and slid her bag off of the table before she took up her quiz and folded it into a square. "I'm always good Rubes, that's the issue here." She wiggled her brows before turning around, running into Jefferson's chest. Backing up, Emma patted his arm roughly. "Whats up, Jefferson, good to see you, got to go, have a good date, bye." She blurted hurriedly.
"Hi, bye…" He smiled, stepping aside. Emma was already out the door when he looked down to Ruby. "Wait… is this a date?"
#
Emma could hear the unmistakable sound of Regina laughing as she turned the corner to the hallway filled with office doors. Stopping dead in her tracks, she listened hard.
"I'ad a glorious time. Your boys're a fun set. We should doit again some time."
"Without a doubt, Jack. I'm sure they would love to see you again. Have a good day."
"Good day."
Before Emma could move, she was face to face with the grungy looking man who she assumed was the man Regina was speaking with. Smiling, she quickly threw herself to the left side of the hallway. The man looked at her sideways before continuing his strut down the wall.
Taking a deep breath, Emma composed herself and walked the few short paces to the familiar doorway. She stopped, listening for a moment before poking her head in. Brown hair hung low across red cheeks as Regina did her best to not laugh audibly. Looking up, she was met with a curious look from the blonde.
"Oh." Gasped the brunette. "What can I do for you, Miss Swan?"
"I uh…" Emma started, holding up her paper. "I got your message."
"I wrote that before I ran into you at that pizza and child filled hell hole." She said, leaning forward in her seat.
"Obviously." Huffed the blonde as she threw herself down in the red chair. "Do you still want to talk?"
"With you, I could talk for days."
"Well, I have some time." Emma winked.
"What would you like to talk about, darling?"
Slowly, a paint covered shoe pushed the heavy wooden office door closed. Green eyes met narrowed, dark ones across the small space. "Who says we have to talk?"
"Oh." Regina laughed. "Feisty today, I see."
"I'm just getting started." Emma hissed, sliding from her seat to kneel in the floor in front of the woman.
Looking down, the brunette smirked. "Just what do you think you're doing down there?"
"Shining your shoes." Emma responded flatly while running her fingers up tan, muscular legs.
Keeping her composure, Regina chuckled. "You are a bit high for my shoes, darling."
"Your ass then." She spat, grabbing each side of the thin fabric hidden beneath the thick, black skirt.
The blonde was so forceful that Regina had to quickly push herself up on her arms and get her weight off of the seat in fear of her destroying the garment. A hot wave crashed down over the brunette when she saw her thin, red panties being thrown under her desk. Fire flashed in her eyes as she felt warm hands snake up the insides of her thighs. Leaning up, Regina took the blonde's face into her palms. Quickly and passionately their lips met. Emma dipped her tongue between red lips before running her knuckle over the woman's hot sex.
A low moan hummed in Regina's throat. Her hips popped up slightly as she leaned back. Smiling into their kiss, the brunette carefully slid down in her seat, giving Emma full access. Breaking away, the blonde leaned back down on her heels. Quickly, hungrily, she planted hot, wet kisses up one leg, stopping only when she met fabric.
Regina slid down further, balancing her ass on the edge of the chair. Urgently, she jerked her skirt up around her waist and threw her shoulders against the soft backing of her chair. She could her heart pounding in her ears as she rested her head back against the top of the seat. She kicked off her heels and put her toes on the floor, pushing her knees up and apart.
Regina's essence hit Emma hard. Her eyes dilated and her nostrils flared as she took in the musky-sweet scent of her wetness. Grinning devilishly, the blonde slipped her head between firm thighs. She ran her tongue slowly up the woman's steadily dampening folds.
A low, quiet moan started in Regina's throat as Emma continued to slowly tease her entrance with her burning tongue. She pushed her back off the seat, unintentionally pushing herself down onto the blonde's face.
Steadying the woman's legs, Emma pulled her twitching thighs down against the seat with firm hands. Slowly she pushed into the woman's heat. She could feel Regina starting to relax, allowing her to pull her slick, sweet liquids onto her tongue.
The brunette took in a sharp, shaking breath. It took all she had to not grab handfuls of thick blonde hair. Instead, she ran her hands through her own hair, steady grin forming on her lips. Slowly, her hips began to rock.
In time with the brunette's motions, Emma began circling the woman's hard clit. Around and around, she flicked her tongue gently across the bead. With every pass, she could feel Regina fighting not to buck against her.
"Mmm." Hummed the brunette. She ran her hands up the back of her chair and gripped the top tightly.
Emma felt a rush of heat to her core. Something in her snapped. She pulled one hand from the woman's thigh and replaced her tongue with a steady finger. "You like that?" She whispered.
"Uh-huh." Regina groaned, pushing her mouth over against her own bicep.
"Then you will love this." She snarled, moving her fingers down to the woman's wet entrance. Slowly she made shallow circles, gently pressing against her, teasingly.
Regina moaned openly, pushing down against Emma's hand. The blonde slowly pushed her way in, not stopping until her last knuckle was flush with the woman's body. Keeping her hand stiff, she pulled all the way out before quickly plunging back in. Over and over.
Sharp cries busted from red lips with every thrust. Pulling her own skin between her teeth, Regina hushed her moans. She held her legs rigidly, pushing her body off of her perch completely. Feeling Emma's hot breath on her sex, the brunette bucked forward, crashing herself onto the blonde's mouth.
Emma focused her tongue back to the woman's clit while still steadily darting in and out with the precision of her fingers. She could feel Regina's walls tightening around her. Slowing down, the blonde focused her fingers to the spot she knew would drive the woman wild. Pressing up against the top of the woman's canal with two firm fingers, she let Regina control the pace. Emma stayed completely still inside her while flattening her tongue out and making full, slow passes over the woman's jewel.
The brunette jerked with every pass of the tongue. Her insides burned and quivered with pleasure. Slowly her movements became erratic. She bounced her body up and down onto the blonde's hand, slowly, as to not break contact. Her breathing became even more erratic than her movements. She was panting. Her hips began jerking every which direction. The burning in her core turned to a familiar tingling. Suddenly, she stopped moving and sucked in a deep, ragged breath.
Feeling pressure coming in around her fingers, Emma began thrusting again. Quick. Deep. Regina was completely still, her muscles solid under Emma's touch. Moving her face away from the woman's sex, Emma sank her teeth lightly into the inside of Regina's thigh.
Suddenly the brunette crumbled. She fell forward with a strained groan, pushing her hips down hard on Emma. She began to shake violently. Refusing to quit, the blonde continued pushing up into the woman. Groans turned to shrill yips as she came completely undone.
Unable to move any further, Emma slowly withdrew herself and leaned back on her heels. She looked up at the brunette who was spread all over her chair; arms draped over each rest, legs wide open and head resting almost at the bottom of the back rest. Smiling, the blonde got to her feet.
"Are you okay?" She whispered.
"Uh-huh."
"Let me help you up." She laughed, grabbing Regina by the hips and sliding her back onto the chair, pulling her skirt down in the same instance.
"God." Regina sighed.
"Na. Emma will do."
"You need more material, darling." Laughed the brunette lazily, rolling her head to look the blonde in the eye.
"Yea well…"
A loud banging erupted from the door. Emma's shot wide open. She stared at Regina and then at the door. Throwing her hands out, she looked back to the brunette.
"Who is it?" Regina asked, in a less than interested tone.
"Sydney. I need to speak with you." The voice from the other side called.
Regina mouth a 'Shit' at Emma while straightening her hair down and pulling herself over, under the desk, sliding her feet down into her shoes. "What do you need Sydney, I'm a little busy at the moment."
"Dr. Mills, I have to suggest that you let me in." He said firmly.
The women watched as the handle of the door began to turn. Emma threw herself down into the chair and wiped away the lipstick that she knew was on the corner of her lips. Regina grabbed the closest folder to her and flipped it open, laying it across her knees.
When the door come open, Regina glanced up from the folder and looked at the dark skinned, shiny headed man. "What can I do for you, Mr. Glass?" She mumbled.
"I have been told by a creditable source that you have been saying less than positive things about me and I would like to get to the bottom of it." He huffed, crossing his arms.
Rolling her eyes, Regina smirked. "Mr. Glass, you are being far from professional at the moment." She said firmly, looking over to Emma who sat perfectly still and with obviously clenched teeth.
Opening the door completely, Sydney's mouth fell open. "Excuse me, I wasn't aware that you were in a meeting." He said softly.
"Did I not say that I was busy?"
His cheeks darkened as he glared back at Regina in silence.
"And you wonder why anyone would speak ill of you… Do set up an appointment with me next time. There is little use in barging into my office like you have a key to the city. I am often busy, Mr. Glass. If you wish to speak with me, you will need to make sure I will be available." She said, pushing her shoulders back. "Now, if you would be so kind." She spun a finger in the air, instructing him to leave.
Reluctantly he nodded and backed out of the room, pulling the door to. "I'll be outside." He mumbled before it completely closed.
As the metal latched clicked, both Emma and Regina let out long sighs. The blonde wore a smile like no other. She was scared by the power that she knew Sydney held but she was more impressed and turned on by how her lover handled it. Standing up, Emma cleared her throat. "Well, Dr. Mills, Thank you for explaining to me how to better understand that last chapter of our book. I will see you next class." She said loud enough for Sydney to hear.
Bending down to the brunette, Emma kissed her gently before looking her in the eye. "I'll be to your place around seven, is that okay?" she whispered.
"I can't wait." Regina smiled, kissing the pale lips across from her once more. "Now go so I can kill this man." She whispered again, shooing Emma away.
Clearing her throat, Regina raised her voice. "It is no problem Miss. Swan, I am sorry for the very rude interruption. Have a good day and don't forget that you have homework do next class."
"Sure thing." Emma smiled, pulling open the door.
Obviously this is going to be longer than expected...You can expect a few more chapters this week... Spring Break... it's a wonderful thing. I hope you enjoyed this chapter! On a side note... I have no Beta, I don't usually bounce ideas off people and grammar is not something that breaks my heart... For those of you who are like "Blah blah the grammar!" just be aware that I really just don't care about shitty grammar... at all. As long as my dedicated peeps are entertained... that's all that matters. Just putting that out there... =p Thanks for reading! -DR