|posted on 13-Feb-2002 10:14:31 PM by sydniepaige|
|TITLE: Something Different|
RATING: NC-17 (overall)
DISCLAIMER: Not mine.
SUMMARY: Max is the bad boy. Liz is the good girl. Both are looking for something different.
He's so sexy! Liz thought as she stared across the quad at Max Evans.
He and his best friend, Michael Guerin, were hanging out at the 'smoking tree', both wearing black, leather jackets and looking like complete bad boys.
That's what attracted her to him. Every girl likes the bad boy.
Across the quad, Michael nudged Max. "Nerd girl's staring at you again."
He looked in Liz's direction and smiled at her making her look away immediately.
Michael chuckled. "You're bad, man."
Max smiled. "Just keeping the dream alive. Makin' her think she's got a chance."
"Well, if I were you, I'd just fuck her. It ain't like she's ugly or anything."
"She couldn't handle it." A smile played on his lips. "Then again, a virgin could be kinda fun. A challenge." He nodded his head. "I think I'll do it."
"Max, man, I was kiddin'. There ain't no way you're gonna get those thighs apart."
Michael cocked his eyebrow. "Whacha got in mind."
"Girl, would you stop drooling over Max Evans. It's never gonna happen."
Liz glared at her best friend, Maria DeLuca. "Thanks for the encouragement." She replied sarcastically.
"Seriously, can you honestly tell me that your parents would EVER allow you to DATE him?"
Liz's eyes looked devious. "Who said anything about dating him? Maria, he's my fantasy. In my fantasies there's no dating."
"Maria, don't act shocked. I mean, what, it's okay for you to screw Michael, but I can't screw Max? That's a little hypocritical, don't you think?"
Maria gasped. "You know as well as I do that Michael was a momentary lapse in judgement."
Maria could help but smile.
"See. I just want from Max what you got from Michael."
"This is just so not you."
Liz shrugged. "I know, but it's just time for something different."
Max and Michael walked slowly across the quad.
Max surprised Liz when he straddled the bench beside her. Michael scooted up behind Maria, pressing his denim covered cock into her ass.
"May I help you?" She said with venom in her voice.
He hardened. "I think so." He licked her neck under her ear.
Maria's eyes closed. The feel of his tongue against her skin was pure ecstasy. She opened her eyes to see her best friend looking at her with a raised eyebrow. "Cover for me."
She and Michael were up and gone in a flash leaving Liz and Max alone.
"Hey." He said with a sexy half smile.
"Hi." She quickly looked down at her sandwich. Then she remembered what she had just told Maria. "Max, may I ask you a question?"
"Fire away." He leaned towards her.
She took a deep breath. "I was thinking that maybe, I don't know, that we could ... do something ... sometime."
He leaned even closer. "What'd ya have in mind?"
She looked into his beautiful eyes that she had dreamt of so often. "Whatever you want."
Max sat up straight. "Little girl, I don't think you could handle what I want."
She smiled innocently at him. "Maybe I'll surprise you."
I'm taking a few days off from writing The Re-Arrangement and this idea popped into my head. Tell me what you think!
[ edited 59time(s), last at 30-Jan-2003 2:40:01 PM ]
|posted on 17-Feb-2002 12:31:45 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 2 |
Liz looked through her closet. She wanted to shock Max Evans. Unfortunately she had nothing in her closet that would do that.
She picked up her phone and dialed her best friend.
"What?" Maria answered grogily.
"Maria, I need your help."
She groaned. "Lizzie, it's two o'clock in the morning."
"I going out with Max tomorrow night and I have nothing to wear."
Maria sat up, suddenly wide awake. "You're doing what?!"
"I kinda asked Max to do something and we are."
"On a date?"
Liz smiled. "Not exactly. ... Look, I'm ditching school tomorrow and going to that naughty clothing shop outside of town. I was wondering if you'd like to go with me and help me pick something out."
"Yeah, sure. I can pick up a few things for myself."
Liz giggled. "I take it you and Michael had fun?"
"He's still here." She whispered.
"Are you serious? Where's your mom?"
"She and hubby number four have eloped and will be gone for a month." Michael started to stir. "Call me in the morning. I'll drive."
"Okay, bye." Liz hung up and then dialed another number.
Max tossed and turned. No matter what he did, he couldn't sleep. He was going into virgin territory and the thought of being the scholarly Liz Parker's first sexual experience was turning him on just thinking about it.
His phone rang.
"Michael if this is you..."
"Michael's at Maria's." The sexy voice said.
"Who is this?"
She laughed. "Who do you want me to be?"
"Ah ... Is this my little bookworm?" He hardened at the thought of her.
"If that's who you want me to be, than that's who I am." Liz teased.
He rearranged himself trying to make it more comfortable. "So tell me. What does a smart girl wear at this late hour?"
"Nothing ... much." She heard him groan. "Just a tank top and pajama pants."
"Mmm... And what do you wear under that?"
Liz was suddenly very warm. "Nothing."
Max swallowed hard. "And why is that?"
Her hand slid under her pants and she started massaging the ache that was growing between her thighs. "It makes it easier to masterbate."
Max's penis was now standing erect. "You masterbate? I see. And how often do you do that?"
Her breathing was becoming uneven. "I-I'm doing it right now."
His hand graped his cock. "You are." He began stroking it.
She was barely listening to what he was saying as her own fingers fucked her. "Oh yeah ... ooh ... oh God this feels do good ... mmm..."
"Ah fuck..." Max's voice was breathy. His hand pumped his cock. I wanna hear you cum, Liz."
She wasn't far from it. She withdrew her fingers from her pussy and focused them on her clit. Her moans became primal.
"Now! Cum now!"
Within seconds, Liz's body was writhing in orgasm. Max was just seconds behind her.
As their breathing calmed, Max spoke. "So why'd you call me?"
"To tell you to be ready for anything."
He grinned. "There's much more to you than a brain, isn't there?"
She smiled. "I'll guess you'll just have to wait and find out. Night Max."
Thanks for the great feedback.
|posted on 20-Feb-2002 8:05:20 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 3 |
Liz showed up at Maria's at eight in the morning.
Maria opened the door, barely awake. "I thought I was supposed to pick YOU up."
"Then my parents would know that I'm skipping today. Is Michael still here?"
She ran her hand through her hair. "Yeah. He's takin' the day off too. I'm gonna let him crash here."
Liz smiled at her friend. "You're starting to like him, huh?"
Maria smirked. "He's beginning to grow on me ... kinda like a fungus, but in a good way. Let me go shower and get ready."
A half hour later, Maria slapped Michael's bare ass.
"Liz and I are taking off. You can hang around here if you want." She told him as she sat beside him on the bed.
He rolled over exposing himself to her. "What'll I get if I hang around?"
She leaned down, kissed him and stoked his cock. "Anything you want."
"Then I guess I be seein' ya later."
Maria got up and headed for the door. "If you get hungry, the fridge is full. Eat whatever you want."
He grinned. "What I wanna eat ain't in no fridge."
Lust filled her eyes. "Well, I guess I could feed you."
Thirty minutes later, Liz and Maria left.
The name of the store was The Smut Shop. It catered to people with all kinds of sexual appetites.
A woman dressed in a black leather bra and thong approached the girls. "Welcome to The Smut Shop. Is this your first time ... here?"
"Yeah. We're just gonna look around." Liz told her.
"Okay, but I'm gonna need to see some ID first."
Liz and Maria pulled out their driver's licenses proving that they were both eighteen.
"Enjoy." The women told them.
The girls began their journey into the world of sexual devience.
Liz immediately went to the leather and quickly found a pair of red, low riding, hip huggers. She took them directly to the dressing room.
"What do you think?" She asked Maria when she came out.
"Girl, if you wear those tonight, you are SO getting laid."
Liz laughed. "Now I need the perfect top."
Maria tapped her chin with her finger. "Hmm ... I'm thinking black, leather and lace." She glanced around and found what she was looking for. "Perfect."
It was a black leather and lace spaghetti strap, corset thing.
Liz took a deep breath and then went to try it on.
Maria decided to peruse the toys and accessories.
"Are you adventurous?" The saleswoman asked her.
"I'm getting there. Any ideas what would make a 19 year old boy lose his mind."
The woman nodded. "Let me show you a few things."
Maria drove back towards Roswell. "Where to next?"
Liz bit her bottom lip. "I need condoms."
"Why didn't you buy them at The Smut Shop? They had like fifteen thousand different kinds."
"True, but I don't want ones that glow in the dark ... yet."
Maria shook her head. "I still can't believe how you're acting. This is NOT you."
Liz's face was very serious suddenly. "Maybe I'm tired of being me. I'm tired of doing what everybody expects of me. I'm ready for something different."
"And Max Evans is that something different?"
A smile grew on Liz's lips. "Nope. Max is just a perk."
Thanks for the feedback. I don't where this story is coming from. It seems to be writing itself. Hope you enjoy it.
|posted on 22-Feb-2002 11:08:15 PM by sydniepaige|
|I'm working on part 4 as we speak and let me tell you, I'm shocking myself. I have no idea where some of this is coming from. It will be done sometime tomorrow. Just promise me that you won't think of me as a complete devient when you read it. I'm really just a mild mannered teacher.|
|posted on 23-Feb-2002 9:52:55 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 4 |
"Would be okay if I stayed with Maria until her mom gets back?" Liz was speaking with her mother on the phone. "You're the best, Mom. ... Probably just watch that documentary on PBS and order pizza. ... I'll call you tomorrow. ... I love you too. Bye." She hung up the phone and glanced over her shoulder at Maria. "Hook, line and sinker."
Maria shook her head. "Who are you and what have you done with my best friend?"
Liz laughed. "Being bad is fun."
"Well, for whatever intent and purpose, you can have Mom's room. It's far away enough from mine that we won't disturb each other."
Michael walked into the living room. "Hey." He wrapped his arm around Maria's waist. "I'm gonna borrow her for a few hours."
Liz waved as Michael dragged Maria from the room. She then picked up the phone and dialed the number that she had memorized her freshman year.
"You weren't in school today. I thought you might have chickened out."
"After our phone conversation, no way. I just needed to pick up a few things for tonight."
"Really. Like what?"
"I guess you'll just have to wait and see."
"Just tell me where and when."
Liz stood in front of the full length mirror. She decided to borrow a pair of black spiked heels for Amy's closet.
"I look like such a slut." She said with a smile. "Perfect."
The doorbell rang.
When she went to open the door, sounds of ecstasy could be heard coming from Maria's room.
She opened the door.
Liz licked her lips. She'd gotten the response she was going for.
"You ready to go?" He asked.
"So where we goin'?"
"There's a place a ways out of town. I think you'll enjoy it." She told him as she got into his jeep.
After about forty-five minutes, Max pulled into the parking lot. The name of the place was The Playground. It was one of those places that if you weren't looking for it, you wouldn't find it.
"What is this place?"
She took his hand and led him to the door. "You'll see."
They showed their IDs to the large guy at the door and entered. The entire place was completely gaudy. Red velvet was everywhere as were crystal chandeliers.
"What the fuck is this place, Liz?"
"Follow me and I'll show you."
She led him to what appeared to be a maitre'd.
The man handed her a key and a map.
"Enjoy your evening."
Max shook his head, but he followed her. After walking through some sort of maxe, Liz finally found the door she was looking for and unlocked it.
The room was set up like a classroom.
"This some kinda library?"
She walked over to the teacher's desk and sat on it. "Ever have a fantasy, Max?"
He looked at her intently. "I'm having a few."
"This place is all about fantasy. This is mine ... well, one of mine."
He walked closer to her. "And who do you fantasize about, Parker?"
She leaned back. "Why don't you come over here and find out."
Max wasted no time. The denim of his black jeans was becoming increasingly tighter. When he reached her, his hands moved over her body.
She arched into his touch.
He leaned forward and kissed her. Her hands wrapped around his neck and pulled him down on top of her. Her hips bucked up into his.
Max broke the kiss and looked down at her. "Aren't we movin' a little fast for you?"
"Hey, if you can't handle it, we can leave." She pushed him up and off of her.
"I never said I I couldn't handle it."
Liz licked her lips and unlaced her top letting it fall open to reveal her breasts beneath it. Then she unzipped her pants and her hand entered them.
Max put his hands at the top of her leather pants and pushed them down. She lifted her hips so her could remove them.
She sat on the desk. Her top opened, her nipples hard and her fingers entering her pussy.
"Oh shit!" He said as he watched her masterbate.
"Take your close off." She ordered as her hand moved faster.
Max pulled his white t-shirt over his head, kicked off his boots and then released his throbing member from its confines.
Liz opened the top desk drawer and pulled a condom out, throwing it to him.
After he put it on, Liz pulled her fingers from her cunt. Panting, her eyes were filled with desire. "Fuck me! Fuck me now!"
Without another thought, Max was back on the desk and hovering over her.
"No turning back." He told her.
"In me NOW!" She growled.
He entered her, barely giving any thought to the fact that he was met with no obstruction.
"Oh yeah ... Come on Max ... Harder!"
Her spiked heeled feet moved higher as he pounded into her.
He grunted with every thrust, filling her with her completely with his long, thick cock.
"Cum with me." He told her as he grabbed her hand and placed her fingers on her clit. "Rub it hard and fast."
Her bosy writhed uncontrollably. She'd had self-induced orgasms, but this was the first time someone else was involved.
In a moment of final ecstasy, they came together.
When their bodies finished their spasms, Max slowly withdrew from her.
"I thought you were a virgin?"
Liz sat up on her elbows. "I was."
His face looked as if her was pissed. "Then how come your cherry's already been popped?"
Even teachers have to find release somewhere.
|posted on 24-Feb-2002 11:11:47 AM by sydniepaige|
|You get to choose:|
Okay, originally I knew how Liz lost her hymen, but now I have several different ways I could go. So here's the deal. You give me your ideas, and I'll pick from your choices.
And to answer the question of what kind of teacher I am, well, I'm a preschool teacher by morning and a college professor by afternoon.
I'm just a 26 year old single mother with a wild imagination.
|posted on 27-Feb-2002 8:38:26 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 5 |
"Why should you care? You got laid."
Realizing how harsh he sounded, Max changed the tone of his voice. "Call it curiosity. You say you're a virgin, but..."
"Max, you are the only guy I've had sex with, but ... well you see I got tired of just using my hand so I got a cucumber and..."
"You fucked yourself with a vegatable?" His voice said laughingly.
Liz smiled at him innocently. "Does that shock you?"
"A little." He ran his hands up her thighs. "Turns me on more."
She hopped down from the desk and stood in front of him. "What else turns you on?" She stroked his regenerated erection.
He looked into her eyes and found that he couldn't speak.
"Lie down on the desk, Max."
Max did as he was told and she climbed on top of him, straddling his hips.
"Are you enjoying yourself, Max?"
She slipped her top off and let her hands roam over her body. "Do you like my body?"
Her fingers slipped into her folds. "Give me your hand."
He did. What power does this girl have over me?"
Liz took his fingers, inserted two of them inside her wet pussy and moved against his hand.
Max removed his fingers from her and brought them to his mouth. Her tasted was incredible. "I want more!" He demanded.
She crawled up his body, halting over his face.
His tongue snaked out to get another taste of her honey. "You taste so FUCKING good!" His hands took hold of her thighs getting her as close as he could and began devouring her.
Liz's head fell back as he explored her womanhood. An erotic moan escaped her lips.
He continued until he made her cum, screaming his name.
Still dizzy from her mind blowing orgasm, she moved back down his body.
"Ride me!" He ordered.
Liz slammed her body down on his. Her movements were almost savage as her body moved atop his.
There wasn't much for Max to do but enjoy the ride. Liz was in complete control and she was barely letting him thrust up into her.
Max felt that all too familiar tingling in his balls. He move his thumb to her clit and rubbed and pinched it causing her to cum again. Her walls were pulling him deeper and deeper as that contracted around his cock. Seconds later, he spewed his seed inside her womb.
On the drive back to town, Liz was deep in thought.
"What's got you so quiet?"
She bit her bottom lip. "Tonight was incredible. It was everything I wanted it to be."
Max gave her a half-smile. "You won't get any complaints from me. ... What do you wanna do now?"
She shrugged. "We can go back to Maria's. Her mom's off on another one of her honeymoons so we have the house to ourselves."
"Except for Maria."
"And Michael. They've been going at it none stop since yesterday."
Max thought about it. "What time do you have to be home?"
"I don't. I'm staying with Maria 'til her mom gets home."
He placed his hand on her thigh. "Maybe I should stay there too. You know, so you won't be alone."
Her heart jumped. "Michael and Maria are there, remember?"
He laughed. "They're having a fuck-a-thon. Trust me, you'll be alone."
Liz moved her hand to his lap and then stroked the bulge in his pants. "I guess you should stay then."
"Let me ask you a question."
He stopped at a stop light. "Where'd you find out about that place?"
She smiled and looked a little embarrassed. "My families dirty little secret."
She pushed her hair behind her ear. "My grandmother owned it. She died 2 years ago and left it to me. Of course I didn't get it until I turned 18."
"Your parents let you hold on to a place like that?"
"They don't know about it. They think its an arcade or something like that. All they know is that it makes a lot of money and it's paying for my education and for whatever else I want."
"Just curious, how much would a night like we had cost?"
She smiled at him seductively. "About a thousand."
She nodded. "You wouldn't believe how much people are willing to fork out to fulfill their fantasies. I clear a probably half a mil a year."
Max was now in shock. There was so much more to the brainy Elizabeth Parker than he ever would have thought.
"The stop light's not gonna turn any greener."
So, what'd ya think?
Ladylou you and I had the same idea. Ellie, thanks for your suggestion as well.
|posted on 3-Mar-2002 4:22:36 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 6 |
Liz unlocked the front door with the key Maria had given her and she and Max walked into the house.
She took a deep breath. "Mmm ... I didn't know Michael could cook?"
He looked at her quizzically. "How do you know Michael's cooking?"
She glanced at him over her shoulder. "Maria burns water."
They made their way into the kitchen. Michael and Maria were wrapped in each other's arms in a heated kiss. Their state of dress wasn't much. He was in boxers and she was in a short satin robe.
"Ahem." Liz said clearing her throat.
They broke apart.
"Hey guys." Maria greeted. "So Max, did you enjoy the Playground?"
Max smiled and wrapped his arms around Liz's waist and nodded.
"What's the Playground?" Michael asked.
Liz smiled at him. "Maybe if Maria deems you worthy, she'll take you there."
"Really?" Maria's face lit up.
"Take him tomorrow. Just tell me what you want and I'll call and make the arrangements." Liz told her.
Michael was confused. "What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Trust me man, just go with it." Max smiled. "Now, whacha cookin'? I'm starved."
Liz laughed. "I bet you are."
Liz and Max walked into Amy's bedroom.
"I'm full. I can't believe that as long as I've known Michael, I never knew he could cook like that."
Liz looked at him seductively. "Not too full, I hope."
He wrapped his arm around her waist. "What do you have in mind now, Miss Parker?"
She started unlacing her top. "I could use a shower."
He gave her his sexy half smile. "Need someone to wash your back?"
She licked her lips. "I can think of a few more body parts too." She motioned for him to follow her into the bathroom.
Liz had been in Maria's house a million times, but she'd never been in Amy's bathroom. She was in awe.
"Fuck the shower. Let's do the tub." Max suggested.
It was huge and could easily hold four people. Knowing Amy, it probably had.
Max turned on the water. "How hot do you want it?"
She laughed. "How hot can you give it to me?"
"As hot as you want, baby." He turned to her and pushed her top off.
She unbuttoned his jeans and her small hand inside, grasping his cock.
He hardened immediately.
Liz saw what looked like a control panel. She removed her hand from his pants leaving Max to groan. Then she moved over to the panel.
"What's that?" He stepped behind her and cupped her bare breast.
She shrugged. There's only one way to find out." SHe pushed the button labled 'lights'.
The room was suddenly bathed in multicolored lights.
She pressed the button labled 'music' and the room was filled with what could only be described as fuck music.
Max's hands traveled into her leather pants. She unzipped and pushed them down giving him better access.
The panel beeped and the wated turned off automatically. The jacuzzi light was blinking on the panel.
"Push it." Max told her as he continued to finger fuck her.
When she did, the tub came to life with bubbles.
"Maria's mom must be some piece ... of work." Max commented.
Liz wasn't paying attention. His actions were definitely causing a reaction in her body.
He kissed her neck. Let's get naked and wet."
"Not ... not just ... just yet." SHe placed her hands on the wall for support.
Max moved his thumb to her clit and applied pressure. This sent Liz into outer space. She was most certainly seeing stars.
"Now can we get in that tub?" He licked her ear.
"Right now, you can do anything you wanna do to me."
"Then get nekkid."
Once they were both nude, Max lifted her into his arms and carried her into the jacuzzi. He sat and placed her on his lap, straddling him.
Liz reached between his legs and squeezed his manhood. "I want this inside me." She squeezed harder.
"Then climb on."
She lifted her body and guided him into her tight passage. She stared into his eyes and began her quick movements.
Max let his head fall back against the edge and closed his eyes. He still was finding it hard to believe that this hot sex kitten who was riding the shit out of his dick was West Roswell's resident book worm. Yet, there she was giving him the best sexual experience he'd ever had.
She came fast. "OHH MAX!!!"
He lifted his head and looked at her. It was like he was really seeing her ... for the first time. She was beautiful and he wanted her forever.
Max secured Liz around his body and stood up. He stepped out of the tub and sat her on the counter.
She lifted her legs high on his back as he pounded into her. "Max! Oh yes! MAX!!!" She looked at him as if she was possessed. "Fuck me harder!"
"Oh yeah!" He moved faster. "Your cunt is so tight, Liz."
He continued to fuck her on and on in and out harder and faster and harder and harder until they both came with primal screams.
Max slowly pulled out of her and his cock lay flacid between his legs. "Your pussy's lethal." He said breathlessly.
Liz smiled as she leaned back against the mirror. "I'm glad you like it."
He shook his head as he rubbed her inner thighs. "I still can't believe that I'm here with Elizabeth Parker." His right hand moved to her folds. "I want this to be mine. I don't want anyone else to have it."
She move his hands hands off of her amd crossed her legs. "I'm sorry Max. I thought you realized. This is only a one time thing."
Feed me, feed me!
|posted on 3-Mar-2002 9:40:34 PM by sydniepaige|
Okay, should Max
A) be hurt and grovel
B) walk away
C) go caveman, throw her on Amy's
bed and fuck her into submission
|posted on 6-Mar-2002 9:02:17 PM by sydniepaige|
|Okay, so here it is. I have written, rewritten, trashed it and rewritten this part 12 times in many different combinations. So, as one of my classes was busy taking a pop quiz (heehee), I jotted this down. It's very short, but I think it gets the point across of where I was going.|
She looked at him pointedly. "This is only a one time deal."
Anger flashed in his eyes. "You know what? Fuck this!" He walked out of the bathroom door, slamming it behind him.
Liz's hands covered her mouth. She hadn't meant for him to go storming off. She was just trying to give him a taste of his own medicine and play him a little. Of course she wanted to be with him ... and now she'd blown it.
The door flew back open. Max came in, threw her over his shoulder, took her into the bedroom and tossed her on the bed.
"I want you and I will have you whenever and wherever I want!"
Her heart was pounding as he spread her legs. He buried his face between her thighs and licked her folds. "Mine!" He continued his torture.
"Max!" Her eyes were already rolling back in her eyes. His tongue was so incredibly talented.
He lapped at her pussy, sampling her honey.
Liz lost all control of her body as Max growled.
Suddenly, his actions stopped.
He climbed up her body, his eyes animalistic. "Mine!" He plundged into her depths.
No words were exchanged as he claimed her over and over again, The one great thing about being an 18 year old guy was stamina and the ability to get hard again quick. Max evans was proving he posessed both of those.
By 6 the next morning, they were both physically and mentally exhausted.
Max spooned her body and wrapped his arm around her tightly. Kissing the top of her head. He spoke softly. "I've always been brutally honest with the girls I've been with. I've never wanted ... well, I guess a relationship with any of em. ... But you're different. I don't know why, but I want more from you than just sex."
Liz didn't move.
"Are you awake?"
"What are you thinkin'?"
"You wanna sleep on it?"
Max sat up and looked at her face. Liz appeared to be sleeping. He leaned down and kissed her.
He got out of bed and pulled on his jeans. Than he fished his cigarettes from his jacket pocket and left the room.
A smile grew on Liz's face. "Gotcha."
I hope I gave everyone a little bit of what you wanted.
|posted on 15-Mar-2002 10:55:59 PM by sydniepaige|
Thank you so much for the great feedback and the bumps (Nikki and Becca). The new part will be out tomorrow.
|posted on 16-Mar-2002 4:56:35 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 8 |
When Max came back from smoking his cigarette, Liz was asleep. He removed his jeans and climbed back in bed with the sleeping girl and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Soon, he joined her in sleep.
It was one in the afternoon when they began to stir. Liz turned in Max's arms to face him.
He kissed the tip of her nose. "Hey."
She looked into his eyes. "Are you really sure you want to be with me?"
"Very much so. It's like I've found what I was looking for and I wasn't even lookin'."
She laughed. "Or it could just be that you found out that Liz 'The Brain' Parker is actually a closet nymphomaniac and you think you've hit the jackpot."
"Bonus." He kissed her. "You're the first girl I've ever wanted to get to know."
She smiled. "What do you want to know?"
Max scratched the stubble on his chin as he thought. "Hmm... Favorite color?"
"Mine too. Favorite ice cream?"
"This is getting weird." She observed.
"Okay, let's see. ... Favorite soda?"
"With vanilla in it." He finished.
Her eyes grew wide. "Okay this is more then weird, it's kinda..."
"I know." His hand moved over her bare arm leaving goose bumps.
She raised her left leg and threw it over his hip. She immediately felt his growing erection spring to life rubbing against her ever growing moistness.
"Do you mind if we talk later, cuz I can't think to good right now."
Liz licked her lips. "Just put your cock inside me now!" She demanded.
And he did. Max rolled her onto her back and slammed his throbbing member into her eager pussy.
"Oh yeah ... oh baby ... fuck me ... ooh..." She moved beneath him, her hands grasping on to his upper arms as he hammered into her.
The only sound that he was making were the grunts that he released when he moved in and out of her.
"Harder Max, please harder!" She yelled.
Max somewhere found the strength to pound her harder. In doing so his pubic hairs began stimulating her clit with every thrust.
Liz was finding it hard to breath and she was getting lightheaded. "Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmy..."
Her vagina started sucking his dick inside her and continually clamped down on it.
"Oh FUCK!!!" He screamed as he shot his hot cum inside her as she continued her orgasm sucking him dry.
"Holy shit." She breathed.
A loud banging came from the door followed by Maria's voice. "Aren't you guys out of condoms yet?"
The lovers looked at each other. "Condoms?"
Liz turned pale. Realization was setting in. They'd only used one the first time at the Playground. She started shaking.
"I don't suppose you're on the pill, huh?" Max asked.
She shook her head.
Max pulled her against his chest.
She pushed off of him and sat up grabbing the sheet and covering herself. "No, no, no. Stuff like this doesn't happen to me. You're responsible, Liz. The one time you do something that's not completely you, you fuck it up and forget about the damn condoms. How could you be so fucking stupid?"
"You think this is funny?"
"Yeah, I do. You're lecturing yourself, outloud. Is this something that I should worry about?"
Liz shook her head. "Sorry. I tend to do that when my life starts spinning out of control."
He sat up. "Your life's not spinning out of control. We forgot to use a condom ... all but one time, big deal."
She stood up on the bed and began pacing naked. "Big deal? Big Deal!? This could be a VERY big deal!"
"All I'm saying is don't worry about it. If something happens, we'll deal with it then."
Liz shook her head. "You don't understand, Max. If I happen to be, you know, that ruins ALL of my plans."
"College." She rolled her eyes. "A baby ..." She whispered. "...doesn't exactly fit into those plans."
He pulled her down on the bed. "I'll say it again. Whatever happens WE will deal."
Let me explain. This isn't even what I had planned for this part, but when I started to re-type it, I rewrote the entire thing. Hope you enjoyed this part.
|posted on 24-Mar-2002 9:29:00 PM by sydniepaige|
|Thanks for the bump Ria. The next part will be up tomorrow.|
|posted on 25-Mar-2002 9:35:23 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 9 |
Liz's Journal Entry
It's March 22nd and I've never been so happy to get my period in my life! Max seemed pretty relieved too. When I was freaking out two weeks ago, he acted like it was no big deal. But when I called and told him I started, he admitted that he'd been scared too. I asked him why he hadn't said anything and he told me that I was so upset that he didn't want to add to it with his own fears.
Who knew MAX EVANS had a sensitive side?
Who thought that two weeks after our Playground experience we'd still be together ... and dating.
We haven't ACTUALLY been having sex since my little manic moment. Don't get me wrong. We've been intimate, but it's just been a lot of kissing and a LOT of touching.
Tonight I invited Max for dinner and to meet my parents. He was a bit hesitant at first, but I told him that if he really, truly wants to be in a relationship with me, he'd have to meet them eventually so why not get it over with now.
I'm not sure how my parents are going to take him. I know they know his reputation, but I am 18 and it's not like they can force me to stay away from him. I make more money in a week than they do in a month. Of course a part of me hopes this goes well because they are my parents after all.
Liz closed her journal and took a deep breath.
Max stood in front of his sister's full length mirror. The leather and demin was gone. He was wearing a long sleeve, dark green, cotton button down shirt and a pair of tan dockers.
His sister walked into her room. "What are you doing in... What are you wearing?"
"I'm having dinner with Liz's parents tonight and I want to make a good impression."
"Oh right." Isabel shook her head. "Since when do you meet the parents of the girls you fuck?"
Max turned to look at her. "Since I found the girl that has completely captured my heart."
She was taken aback. "You're serious?"
"Wow. What about your fan club? Aren't they going to be a little disappointed? I mean they've all been waiting for your current fling to end so they can have their chance."
"I'm not playing anymore, Iz. The night Liz and I went out the first time was the night all that ended." He smiled at the thought. "I'm a one woman man."
Isabel hugged him. "It's about time."
Liz sat nervously in the living room of her parents home. Max would be there in a few minutes.
Her manner of dress was back to conservative. She was wearing a knee-length tan skirt, white long sleeve blouse, loafers and her hair was pulled back with a headband. She was back to her bookworm self.
Her parents entered the room.
"What time is Max Evans getting here?" Jeff asked looking at his watch. He had said the boy's name like it was a dirty word.
"In a few minutes, Dad. ... Please be nice to him. I know you've heard certain things about him, but just give him a chance."
Nancy sat next to her daughter. "Don't worry sweetheart. Your father has no right to criticize anyone. He once had quite a reputation himself."
Liz looked up at her fatehr. "Really? No offense, Dad, but I just can't see you..."
He cut her off. "I won't judge him. I promise."
The doorbell rang.
Dinner was a little awkward. Pleasantries were exchanged, but the meal was relatively quiet. Dessert was a different story.
"So Max, what are your plans for next year?"
Liz grabbed Max's hand and squeezed it for support. She had no idea what kind of questions her father was going to ask and she wanted him to know that she was there for him.
He finished the bite of food that was in his mouth and wiped his mouth with his napkin. "I'm going to college, sir."
"Yes sir. I'm just waiting to hear from my top choices."
"And what are your top choices?"
"Stanford, Rice and Harvard."
Liz, herself, looked shocked.
"Your grades are good enough for schools like that?"
Max nodded. "They're not as good as your daughter's, but I make straight A's and I got a 1540 on my SAT."
"That was you?" Liz asked.
He laughed. "I didn't want you to get the wrong impression of me."
"That's quite impressive, young man."
"Thank you, sir."
Max and Liz were sitting in his Jeep with the top down at Buckley Point. They were in the backseat, but they weren't doing anything. She was leaning on him. Her head was on his shoulder and his arm was around her.
"I'm sorry you're not feeling very well." He kissed the top of her head.
"It's better than the alternative. ... I'm gonna call the doctor Monday and make an appointment to go on birth control. I don't want anymore scares."
He pulled her onto his lap. "Me either. All I could think about was that I'd ruined your future."
Liz placed her hand on his cheek. "It's your future too. I can't believe you got a 1540 on your SAT. Looks like I'm not the only brain in school."
Max kissed her. "Don't tell anyone, but I kind of like school and not just for the socializing."
She turned to him and wrapped her arms around his neck. "I guess we found out a lot about each other these last two weeks." Her lips found his again.
"Yeah." He attacked her lips, deepening the kiss, penatrating her mouth with his tongue.
Due to her 'condition', kissing was a far as they were going, but that didn't mean they could get pleasure out of it.
Max pulled back from her suddenly.
"What? What's wrong?" Liz asked breathlessly.
He pushed her hair behind her ear. "I know it's really early in this relationship, but I've never felt this way before."
He looked deep into her eyes. "I've never said this to anyone ... except my family, but it's different."
"I love you, Liz."
Her heart leapt in her chest. "You do?"
He nodded. "Yeah I do."
She licked her lips. "I love you too."
Sorry about the delay. I've been grading papers and for the most part they've been uninspiring.
|posted on 7-Apr-2002 4:04:45 PM by sydniepaige|
|Thanks for the bump Ria. I am working on part 10, but it's coming really slow. I should be done with it in a day or so. Please, just hang with me. I'm also working on The Re-Arrangement. Hopefully that one will be up by Thursday or Friday, maybe sooner if inspiration hits me.|
|posted on 9-Apr-2002 9:58:46 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 10 |
"Liz, I need to talk to you." Maria told her best friend.
"Sure. What's up?"
Maria licked her lips. "I think Michael wants more from me then just sex."
Liz was confused. "Wait a minute. I thought you wanted more with Michael?"
"I do ... but what if all there is between us is great sex? If we try this and it doesn't work out, we won't even have that." Maria's face saddened. "I don't want to lose him."
"What has Michael said?"
Maria shrugged. "He hasn't actually come out and said anything. He keeps suggesting we go places together."
"Hmm..." Liz chewed on her bottom lip. "I don't know what to tell you."
She sighed. "Why did this have to get so complicated?"
"Have you asked Maria out yet?"
Micahel took a drag off of his cigarette. "Kinda."
"Kinda? How do you kinda ask someone out?" Max questioned.
"I keep tellin' her we need to go places but she just blows me off."
Max shook his head. "Man, that's not askin' her on a date, that's tellin' her what to do. There's a big difference."
Michael sighed. "I'm sorry. I'm not as smooth as you."
"Michael, ask the girl out. Buy the girl some flowers, pick her up at her house, be nice to her mom and don't dress ... like you. She eat that shit up."
"You're whipped, Maxwell."
Max smiled. "Probaby." He saw Liz walking with Maria to their lunch table. He put his cigarette out and turned to his friend. "Let's go get you a date."
Liz glanced over her shoulder. "They're coming over here."
"Michael looks almost ... green." Maria observed.
When the guys reached the table, Max straddled the bench beside Liz and kissed her.
"That wasn't the reaction I was goin' for." He went to kiss her again, but she pushed him away.
"you smell and taste like an ashtray. I thought you were gonna quit?"
He sighed. "I'm tryin'. I've only had two today."
Maria watched with amusement the exchange before her.
Michael stared at her. "Let's get outta here."
She nodded, got up and they walked off together.
Liz smiled. "I thought they'd never leave." She kissed her boyfriend.
Max smiled. "I am tryin' to quit you know."
"I know." She kissed him again. "So, is Michael gonna ask her out?"
"Yeah." He laughed. "He's a little nervous."
She laughed. "So's Maria."
Micahel led Maria to the library.
"Why are we in here?"
He scratched his eyebrow. "I want some place quiet so we can talk."
She swallowed the lump in her throat. "Talk about what?"
He brought her over to a table and they sat down. He looked as if he was about to say something, but didn't.
"Whatever you're gonna say, just say it. You're kinda freakin' me out."
Michael nodded. "We've been ... hangin' out ... together for a while, well, most of this year, and I was thinkin' that maybe you might want to maybe go on a date. You know, with me."
"A date?" She bit her lip.
"Yeah. You know, we put clothes ON, I pick you up and we go eat or something."
He ran his hand through his hair. "Yeah. Like a movie or something. A date. I wanna know if this thing between us could be more than sex. Kinda like Max and Liz, but cooler."
Maria was nodding her head. "Sure. I guess we could try."
Max and Liz were at her house after school. The sat on opposite ends of the couch in the living room with their feet crossed with each other in the middle. They had been studying for a while even though it was Friday.
"How's the studying going?" Her mother asked as she entered the room.
"Fine." Liz answered. She put her notebook down and streched. "I need a break."
Max closed his book. "Me too. Everything's starting to run together."
"Why don't you two go out and get something to eat. It's nearly six o'clock."
"You want to?" Max asked.
Liz nodded. "I am a little hungry."
"Sounds good to me." She got up off the couch and held her hand out to him.
Max took her hand and smiled. "You're such a gentleman."
"Ooh. Does that mean I get to pay and expect you to put out?" She teased back.
"Funny Liz. Daddy and I'll be gone by the time you get back. The number to the resort is on the fridge. I trust you." She eyed both of them.
"Mother, nothing's going to happen."
Nancy gave her a pointed look.
"If it makes you feel better, I'm on my period."
Nancy smiled. "That makes me feel a lot better."
Michael stood outside Maria's house. He was wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt he had borrowed from Max. In his hand he held a bouquet of different colored tulips. At first he was thinking roses, but it was too soon for those.
He nervously reached for the doorbell and pushed the button.
Maria's mom answered the door. "You must be Michael. I'm Amy."
"Hi." He smiled weakly.
"Maria will be down in a few minutes. ... Have you two been seeing each othe long?"
Michael shrugged. "We've been ... hangin' out for a few months, I guess."
"Really?" She cocked her eyebrow. "Is that what you call it?"
He looked at her with confusion on his face. "Is that what I call what?"
Amy shook her head. "I know your reputation, Michael. I also know my daughter. I'm not stupid. I know you and my daughter are having sex."
She got really close to him and looked him square in the eye. "You get my daughter pregnant and I'll cut your dick off. Do you understand me?"
Michael nodded. "Yes ma'am."
Maria came out of her bedroom. "Ready to go?"
He looked at her. "Uh, yeah."
"Are those for me?" She asked pointing to the tulips.
"Oh, um, yeah. I hope you like them."
Maria kissed him on the cheek. "They're my favorites."
Amy took the flowers. "I'll put these in water. Not too late, Maria."
"I won't be. Night Mom."
"Good night, sweetheart. Michael, remember what I said."
Sorry for such a long delay. Things are getting busier since the end of the semester is quickly approaching. I'll try not to fall too far behind.
|posted on 21-Apr-2002 9:13:50 PM by sydniepaige|
Basically, this is the same note that I wrote for The Re-Arrangement. As soon as things calm down, I'll get the next part out. I'm really sorry.
|posted on 23-Apr-2002 9:53:42 PM by sydniepaige|
|NOTE: Thanks to all of you who have been waiting for this patiently. Now let me explain how I'm doing this. I'm going to cut part 11 into sections so I'll be getting something out to you. I'll update on this post when I get a new section out.|
So now on to the first section of
Maria stared at Michael. They were sitting in the Pizza Pan eating. Well, she was eating. Michael was picking at his.
"Am I boring you that much?" She half teased.
"What?" He looked up at her.
She laughed. "Where are you?"
"Sorry. ... Has your mother ever appeared ... unstable?"
Maria simply nodded. "Pretty much my entire life. Why do you think she's on hubby number four? What'd she say to you?"
"She, uh ... she threatened to cut my dick off if I, uh, get you pregnant."
She busted out laughing.
"I ain't findin' anything funny about what I just told you."
She cleared her throat. "I'm sorry. Michael, I am. It's just she's never done that with the other guys I've gone out with. I think it's funny."
He scratched his eyebrow. "Yeah, well, she knows we're sleepin' together. That's probably why."
Maria's face went white. "Sh...she knows?"
Michael nodded. "That's what she told me."
"This is not good." She was beginning to panic.
He took her hand. "If it really gets that bad, you can crash at my place." He smirked. "But I gotta warn you, the couch is kinda lumpy."
"That's good to know." She drew circles on the palm of his hand. "So, does that mean we can be possibly more than fuck buddies?"
Michael brought her hand to his lips and gently kissed it. "If you want to. I mean I kinda like you and me."
Maria smiled. "I kinda like you and me too."
When Max and Liz walked into Senor Chow, the were met with looks and whispers. All of which were unnoticed by the couple.
After they were seated, they were approached by Pam Troy.
"May we help you?" Max asked. His voice sounding annoyed.
Pam snapped her gum. "Yeah. My friends and I were wondering what was up with the freak and geek show?"
"Pardon me?" Liz questioned.
"Oh come on. You paid him, right? I mean, Max has that whole bad boy gorgeous thing going, but you ... you're a nothing."
When Max saw the tears in Liz's eyes, his blood began to boil. "You're the fucking nothing, you bitch! Lis is smart and beautiful and EVERYTHING you will NEVER be! You're just jealous because I wouldn't fuck you when you stripped naked at Isabel's party and I wanted nothing to do with your skanky, tuna smellin' self!"
"You asshole!" Was her reply.
Liz simply smiled.
"You can go tell you friends that Liz is my girlfriend and that I'd better not hear ANYTHING say ANYTHING about her!" He put his arm around Liz and gave her a tender kiss.
Pam stormed off.
"Wow! I guess you like me, huh?" Liz rested her head on her boyfriend's shoulder.
"Nah." He kissed the top of her head. "I kinda love ya"
She raised her head and kissed him ... passionately.
Pam walked back to her table. "Oh My God! Max Evans is SO over! Did you hear the way he talked to me?"
Pauly laughed. "Yeah. What's the matter? The truth hurt or something? He nailed you to a tee. As someone with personal experience, you are kinda fishy."
She picked up her drink, threw it in his face and ran out of the restaurant.
After taking Maria to see the latest slasher movie, he drove her home. He walked her to her front door and gave her a gentle kiss.
"So, I guess we're boyfriend and girlfriend now." He said looking somewhat shy.
She tightened her grip around his waist. "You better believe it, buddy."
They kissed again.
"I'd ask you to come in, but I don't think Mom would go for that."
He laughed nervously in agreement. "You wanna do somethin' tomorrow?"
"Sure." SHe said quickly. "What do you want to do?"
Michael shrugged. "I dunno. I just wanna hangout."
Maria's hand moved from around his waist to the bulge in his jeans and squeezed it. "I like it when you 'hangout'."
He groaned. "Maria..." He kissed her hard.
The porch light began to blink on and off.
"I guess that's my cue." She gave him a peck on the cheek. "Call me when you wake up tomorrow." She went into her house.
Amy was sitting in the living room, pretending to read.
"Mother, you didn't by any chance threaten to cut my date's dick off, did you?"
She smiled. "Yes, I did."
"Michael said that you told him that you said that you know we're sleeping together. What makes you think that?"
Amy sighed. "Sweetheart, when Jim and I came home from our honeymoon, the house was spotless."
"So from that you took that Michael and I are having sex?"
"No, but next time, make sure you empty the bathroom wastebasket. It was full of used condoms."
Maria bit her lip. "Oh."
Okay, this part is finished. Thanks for hanging in there with me.
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|posted on 27-Apr-2002 10:28:37 PM by sydniepaige|
|I posted the rest of part 11. So go back to that post and read it. Hope you like it.|
|posted on 9-May-2002 2:03:34 PM by sydniepaige|
|Thanks for the bumps. I'm working on the next part so it should be up in a couple of days.|
|posted on 15-May-2002 8:31:12 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 12 |
Max and Liz were lying on his bed making out. His parents were at work and Isabel was at the mall.
"You feel so good." He told her between kisses.
It had been a week since either of them had been able to be completely alone. With finals a few weeks away, they probably wouldn't have time for each other in the future.
Max's hands pulled her shirt up and removed it from her body. His hand molded to her right breast as his mouth latched on to her left.
Liz's head fell back at the feeling of her lover suckling her nipple. "Oh Max." She breathed.
He released it and kissed up her neck and back to her mouth.
She rolled him onto his back and straddled him. Her fingers nimbly unbuttoned his shirt and she gasped as she revealed his glorious chest and abs.
As she leaned down to kiss him, the door opened.
Liz jumped off of Max and grabbed a pillow to cover her naked upper body.
"Dad! Close the door!"
Philip Evans stammered. "I...I want the two of you in the living room in 5 minutes." He shut the door.
"We're fucked." Liz said searching for her top.
Max kissed the top of her head. "No we're not. We're probably just in for the safe sex lecture."
"Max, if your dad tells my parents, they'll ... I'm their sweet, little innocent girl, remember?"
"Innocent?" He smiled.
He kissed her forehead. "Don't worry, babe. I'm not gonna let anyone come between us. I promas." He assured her.
Philip was sitting on the couch waiting for Max and Liz. He wasn't angry at the young couple. They were 18. He just wanted to make sure that they were being responsible.
Max and Liz entered the living room hand in hand.
"Have a seat." Philip told them.
Philip stopped him by putting his hand up. "Just sit down." He told his son.
Max sis as he was told. Liz sat next to him. Her bodywas trembling slightly.
"I didn't mean to frighten you, Liz. I'm sorry. I just want to make sure that the two of you realize the responsibilities of being in a sexual relationship."
"We're being careful, Dad if that's what you mean."
Philip nodded. "That's exactly what I mean. I don't want to see the two of you saddled with a child this early in your lives. Especially since you just received two admissions packets in the mail, Max."
Liz's face lit up. "Max, that's wonderful!" Her arms flew around him.
"What schools?" He asked his father.
"Stanford and Rice."
Max looked disappointed.
"What's wrong, baby? Those are great schools." Liz rubbed his arm.
He shrugged. "I know they are but those are my safety schools. I'm knida wanting closer to you ... with you."
"Where are you planning on attending, Liz?" Philip asked.
"Harvard. I got my packet last week."
Philip looked perplexed. "I wasn't aware you'd applied to Harvard, Max."
Max scratched the side of his face. "I didn't want to get anyone's hopes up. Harvard's a long shot."
Liz absentmindedly rubbed his cheek. "I know you'll get in."
Philip nodded. "Well, wherever you do end up, I'm just glad that damned motorcycle will be going with you."
"Yeah. You and the neighbors."
Short I know but I wanted to get something to you. I'll have the next part out tomorrow.
|posted on 16-May-2002 9:44:56 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 13 |
Michael slid in and out of Maria at a torturous pace. They had gone directly to his apartment after school to study, but had gotten distracted.
"A little faster please." She said as if she were becoming bored.
He continued his pace.
"Michael!" She demanded.
He chuckled and did as he was told.
"Oh yeah." She said with a sigh.
Their bodies moved against each others fluidly.
"God I love fucking you!" He told her as their bodies began slamming into each other.
As her body writhed beneath his, she came.
Michael continued fucking her. Maria had gotten hers and he wanted his.
"Oh God, Michael!"
He was not letting her come down from her high as he led her into ecstasy over and over until he finally exploded inside her.
When he finished emptying himself into her, he pulled out of her and rolled off of her and onto his back.
Maria was still trying to catch her breath. "I love you dick. It's so ... talented."
Michael reached over to the table and grabbed his cigarettes and lighter.
She blew out a hard breath.
"Don't even start with me, Maria. I'll quit when I'm ready and I'm not ready."
She got up and grabbed her clothes.
She was getting dressed. "Look Michael! If you want to kill yourself, that's fine! But I'm really tired of breathing in your smoke! I really care about about you and I want to be with you, but not at the cost of my health!"
Michael ran his hands through his hair. "Baby, I've been smokin' since I was twelve. It's not like I can just quit cold turkey." His voice wasn't harsh. It was sincere.
"I understand that Michael. Max is tapering down. Why can't you?" She sat on the foot of the bed.
He reached on to the floor and grabbed his jeans. "Yeah, well, Max didn't have a drunk beating the shit out of him for five years." He pulled his pants on and picked up the unlit cigarette. "This became my escape."
She stood and wrapped her arms around him. "But that part of your life is over."
He held her tightly as tears formed in his eyes. "Physically."
Liz was going through her Harvard admissions packet. She was really excited but sad as well. She couldn't think of spending couple of days let alone four years without Max.
I was too late for her to apply anywhere else so both Stanford and Rice were out of the qusetion for her.
"Why am I even going to college? With the money I make from the Playground I can retire at 25." She sighed. "Yeah right. Who am I kidding? I can't NOT go to college. I'm such a nerd."
There was a knock on her door.
Her mother walked in the room abd saw what her daughter was doing. "I can't believe my baby girl is filling out her paperwork to go to Harvard."
"Me either." Liz sounded less than enthused.
"What's wrong?" Nancy asked.
"Max and I just found each other. I don't wanna be without him." She flopped onto her back.
Nancy sat beside her. "You really love him, don't you?"
"Mom, I've never, ever felt for anyone what I feel for him. I love him so much that it hurts to think about being apart from him."
"He hasn't heard from Harvard?"
Liz shook her head. "You know that if he hasn't received anything by now his chances aren't very good."
"I'm sorry, sweetie."
One hour later, Nancy was on the phone. "Marcus, Nancy Parker. How are you? ... That's wonderful. Listen, I was wondering if I could check on the status of an application?"
|posted on 24-May-2002 7:54:54 PM by sydniepaige|
I'm slowly getting this part written. I'm not sure when it will be out, but hopefully it will be posted sometime this weekend, early next week at the latest.
Thanks for all the feedback!
|posted on 25-May-2002 9:09:09 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 14 |
"Liz, may I come in?" The request came from the other side of her bedroom door.
"Sure Mom." She was lying on her bed on her stomach with her feet in the air, reading a book.
Nancy entered the room and sat next to her. "I just got off the phone with a friend of mine, Marcus Redding. He's the Dean of Admissions at Harvard." Her voice was flat.
"Is there something wrong?" She sat up quickly.
"It's all how you look at it."
Liz swallowed hard. "Look at what?"
"Max has been wait listed."
Her heart sank. "Oh."
"He's at the top of the list." Nancy tried to cheer up her daughter.
"Mom, no one who gets excepted to Harvard turns it down. This sucks!"
Nancy sighed. "Well, perhaps this will be the exception. Have faith."
Max stared at the envelope. It was thin, not thick like the others had been. He threw it on the table and stormed out of the kitchen.
Diane walked in just as Max walked out. Seeing the discarded envelope on the table, she picked it up and immediately recohnized the Harvard emblem. "Max?" She followedhim to his bedroom. "Max?"
He walked out of his closet with his black boots, leather jacket and helmut. "What?" He snapped.
"Max, you don't even know what it says." She handed him the envelope.
"It's either a rejection or a wait list. Either way, I can kiss Harvard and Liz goodbye." He pulled on his boots and his jacket. "I'm outta here."
"At least open it!" She ordered.
He glared back at his mother.
"Fine! I'll do it." She opened it and pulled out the single sheet of paper. At the top stamped in red block letters, it read WAIT LIST.
"Don't wait up."
Liz decided to go for a walk and clear her head. She wasn't sure if she should tell Max what her mother found out or wait until he got his letter.
As she walked past a convenient store, she saw him at the counter. She entered it just as he was walking out.
"Hey." He said when he saw her.
"Max." Her voice was full of disappointment when she saw the pack of cigarettes in his hand.
"Leave it." He attempted to walk past her, but she grabbed his arm. Her eyes pleaded with him. He grabbed her hand and pulled her outside and over to his motorcycle. He got on and handed her his helmut. "Get on."
"Where are we going?" She didn't know if she should be excited or scared.
"Either get on or go home."
Liz put the helmut on and and got on behind him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and they took off.
Max drove them out to the dessert. There was a rock formation that he always went to when he needed to think.
When they arrived at their destination, they got off of the motorcycle and he immediatelyy started smoking.
She took the helmut off. Max, what's going on? I thought you'd finally quit."
"Guess you thought wrong." He snapped.
"Are you mad at me?"
He took a long drag off his cigarette. "Not everything is about you, Liz."
Liz wrapped her arms around herself. "Is this about Harvard?"
His eyes shot to hers. "It seems that I did get a letter from them today. It was delivered to my neighbor's house by mistake." His jaw clenched.
"Max, you could still get in. Your names at the top of the wait list."
"How the FUCK do you know that?"
She bit her botton lip. "I told my mother that you hadn't heard anything yet. She's friends with the Dean of Admissions. She called him to check on the status of your application. ... I didn't tell her to. She did it on her own."
He took one last drag off of his cigarette and threw it to the ground. "A lotta good it did me. ... Maybe this is tryin' to tell us somethin'."
Liz swallowed the lump in her throat. "Wh...what do you mean by that?"
He lit another cigarette. "I don't think it's gonna work."
Her heart was pounding. "Max..."
"Face it. You're gonna be at Harvard and I'm gonna be at Stanford or Rice. Long distant things don't work, Liz." His voice was harsh.
Tears filled her eyes. "Please don't do this Max. I love you. We'll make it work. I know we will."
Max's face was stoic as he shook his head. "I don't think so."
"You can't tell me you don't love me." The tears were streaming down her face.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then he looked at her. "You're a great fuck, Liz, but what I feel for you is lust, not love."
"You're lying." She was quickly becoming hysterical. "I know you are. I know you you love me."
He shook his head. "I won't go to Harvard. I'll go wherever you go. Just don't do this, Max. I need you."
"Get on the bike. I'll take you back town."
(ducking) Don't hurt me.
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|posted on 30-May-2002 9:16:42 PM by sydniepaige|
|Author's note - Okay, so much for me trying to write angst. --SP|
Max stopped his motorcycle in front of Liz's house. She refused to let go of him.
"Get off Liz!"
She took the helmut off. "No."
"No Max! I'm not letting you do this. I'm not letting you dump me because your fucking pride's hurt."
He shook his head. "This isn't about pride."
"Bullshit! Everything was fine this afternoon. You expect to believe that things just magically changed in a couple of hours?"
Max didn't say anything.
Liz sighed and got off the bike. "When you come to your sensed, give me a call." She headed to her front door.
"Liz." His voice was barely audible, but desperate.
She turned to look at him.
He scratched his head. "I'm an asshole."
She crossed her arms over her chest. "Yes, you are."
He moved off his Harley and sat on the front steps. His head was down.
Liz sat next to him. "Why'd you attack me, Max? I mean, I understand that you're disappointed, but you were down right mean to me."
"You deserve more ... better than me."
She grabbed his hand. "WHy would you think that?"
"Look at us, Liz. I don't exactly fit the mold. You do everything that's expected of you. You make perfect grades, yop do volunteer work, you're going to Harvard, you..."
"Own a fetish club that my parents don't know about." She interrupted. "Max, there's more to you than a sexy, badass on a motorcycly. You're smart and funny and caring and I love you."
"I love you too." He took his cigarettes from his pocket and fumbled to get one out.
"No more, Max. You don't need this crutch." She took the pack from him. "Look. My parents went out of town for a few days about 30 minutes before we ran into each other. Why don't you come in and I'll take your mind off of smoking."
He looked at her with astonishment. "After everything I did?"
An evil grin covered her face. "Oh, you're gonna make it up to me. And once I'm satisfied that you are truly sorry for the way you acted, I MIGHT just let you show me how much you love me."
Two hours later, Max came out of Liz's closet wearing a woman's lacy apron ... and nothing else.
"There! Your entire closet is organized. Alphabetized by fabrics. Is there anything else you'd like me to do?"
Liz looked at the list she had in her hand. "Let's see. You cleaned my bathroom, cleaned my bedroom, washed my windows, started my laundry and organized my closet. Hmm..." She thought. "I can think of one more thing for you to do."
Max sighed. "Anything. What do I do?"
"Me, Max. Do me." She looked at him seductively.
He grinned. "Now that's a task that I will greatly accomplish. May I take the apron off now?"
She looked him up and down and licked her lips. "Not just yet. She grabbed her Polaroid and started snapping pictures of him.
"Hey, this is just to remind you that you acted like an ass and if you ever treat me like that again, you'll have your very own 'Max the Naked Housekeeper' website."
He laughed. "Mom will be so proud." He sat on the bed next to her. "I'm gonna miss you so much."
"I'm not gone yet. Besides, we'll figure something out. If you don't get off of the wait list, then there are other colleges in the area that take late admissions."
He looked into her eyes. "Ever the optimist." His lips found hers. "I'm so sorry." He kissed her again.
She let herself become engrossed in the feeling of their mouths claiming each others. That was until she felt his tears on her cheek. "Max?"
"I love you. I'll do whatever I have to do to be close to you. I just ... I c...can't..." Max's body was wracked with sobs.
Liz cradled his body to her. "Let's not think about this right now. Okay? Let's just be normal teenagers with no parental supervision. Now, my boyfriend is practically naked, except for the frilly white apron, and I'm really, REALLY up for som hot, sweaty, out of control, makeup sex."
Max looked up at her and she wiped the tears from his face. "Do you know how sexy you look when you're horny?"
She stripped her top off. "Lose the lace, biker boy and fuck me senseless."
He quickly untied the apron and was hovering over his body.
"That's more like it." She ran her hands over his chest.
Soon she found herself completely naked and Max was deep inside her.
As she had told him to do, he fucked her into exhaustion. Their bodies, covered in sweat, they were soon sound asleep.
At 3 a.m. the couple were awakened by the phone ringing. Max reached for it, but Liz stopped him.
She reached across his bare chest and answered it. "Hello?" She said sleepily.
"Liz, this is Philip Evans. I'm sorry for waking you, but I'm looking for Max."
"Just a minute." She gave Max the phone. "It's your dad."
He took a deep breath and spoke. "Hey Dad."
"Your mother is worried sick." His voice showed no anger.
Max rubbed his eyes. "I'm really sorry. Liz and I got into a fight and I acted like an idiot. So we worked things out and then I guess we fell asleep."
"Just get some sleep and we'll see you tomorrow."
"Thanks Dad. Night." He hung up the phone.
Liz snuggle into him. "What about Boston University?"
|posted on 6-Jun-2002 11:40:33 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 16 |
It was four days later when Max received a phone call. A spot had opened up in the Harvard freshman class and he was officially off the wait list. The first thing he did was get in his jeep and drive over to his girlfriend's.
When he got there, the housekeeper told him that she was in her room studying. He took the stairs two steps at a time and ran into her room without knocking.
"Jeez, Max! You scared me."
He moved swiftly to her and took the book from her hand and knelt in front of her. "I'm in. Harvard's admissions office called and told me that a slot opened."
Liz leapt off her bed and onto him knocking him onto his back. "We're going to Harvard together!" She squealed.
"We most definitely are." He pulled her flat on top of him and kissed her.
The kiss quickly became passionate and clothes were being discarded.
"Max, I love you so much." She told him as she guided his manhood inside her heat.
They both groaned at their joining.
Slowly, Liz began to ride him. Her eyes met his. "I've aways wanted to fuck an Ivy League man." Her pace increased.
He gave her a cocky grin. "Yeah, well ... smart chicks ... turn me ON!" His hips bucked upward.
"Oh Max ... YES! Oh baby..." Her head was swimming as her first orgasm hit.
He watched her ride out her first wave of ecstasy, then he flipped them over and started pounding into her quickly. "Take it baby!"
Liz was making what could only be described as porno noises. "Ooh ... ooh ... ooh ... oh baby ... oh yeah ... uhuhuhuhuh ...OOOH..."
Max grabbed her legs and pushed them as far back as they would go. He had he completely bent in half and was so far inside her he was touching her in places he never had before. "Oh SHIT baby! I'm gonna cum so hard! ... FUCK! ... Your pussy is so ... FUCK! ... it's fuckin' heaven! ... Touch yourself baby ... Rub your clit! Cum with me!"
He dove into her three more times hard and then he shot his hot cum deep inside her setting off her own erotic flow.
Michael and Maria sat at her kitchen table studying. They were finding it impossible to get anything done at his apartment because after 15 minutes, they'd forget the books and have sex. This was the safest way to study. Especially with Amy in the next room.
"School sucks!" He shut his book and threw his pencil down.
"Michael, we have less than two weeks left. All you have to do is pass a few tests and you're done."
He sighed. "Easy for you to say. You only have two finals. I have six."
Maria got up and walked around the table. She then placed her hands on his shoulders and began to massage them. "You're really tense."
"Very, but your mother's in the next room so there's no way of releasing it without getting castrated."
She whacked him on the back of the head. "Has anyone ever told you that you're perpetually horny?"
Michael smiled up at her. "Not in those exact words."
She moved to sit in his lap and put her arms around his neck. "I'll make a deal with you. If you pass all of your finals, I'll let you take me to the Playground and you can have any fantasy you want."
He groaned. "Where are those books?"
"Being smart is good." Liz smiled lazily. She and Max had moved from the floor to the bed and made love. Now, they were cuddling.
Max laughed. "Why's that?"
She started drawing circles on his chest. "I found out that I only have to take one final and that's because Seligman is a big weenie and doesn't believe in exemptions."
He kissed the top of her head. "Yeah, well, that's the only one I've got too. But it's Anatomy. The way I look at it, we've been studying for it for hours."
"Oh really?" She climbed on top of him and straddled his legs. "Time to review." She ran her hands over her body. "Mmm..." She leaned forward and put her hands on his chest. "What muscle is this?"
"Okay." Her hands moved down. "How about this?"
"Very good." She scooted down his legs and grabbed his cock. She leaned forward and licked its head. "And this?"
"Nope, wrong answer." She licked him from the base to the tip."
"P-PENIS! Oh FUCK Liz!"
"Ooh, good boy." Her mouth engulfed him.
Max's head pushed into the pillow as he growled. His Liz was beautiful, funny, intelligent and a master at giving him head.
"Oh yeah..." He breathed through his teeth. "Suck me! ... Suck me harder, baby. Fuck my cock with that sweet mouth of yours."
That's when her mother walked in.
duck and cover
|posted on 7-Jun-2002 12:01:21 PM by sydniepaige|
I just thought I'd give you a little explanation about the last part. You see, I had a totally different ending, but as I was typing it, something happened. Now, anyone who has ever written a NC-17 scene knows that it can get a little ... warm writing it or maybe it's just me. Anyway, I was in the middle of writing that scene when the phone rang. I wrote Max's little dirty talk then answered my annoying phone. It was my mother. Now, I don't know about you, but when your kind of aroused ... and a parent's voice interrupts ... well, lets just say the original ending died. Now I, too, can't wait to see what my twisted mind comes up with.
Hope that keeps the fruit from being hurled too hard (AAIQ). Oh and Ria, sorry about you slapping yourself (had to laugh at that one). It seems my story brings you joy and pain.
Anyway, thanks for all the feedback. Especially from some of my favorite writers. I know I don't always leave feedback, but believe me when I say that I'm honored that you enjoy my story.
Peace and Love,
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|posted on 9-Jun-2002 8:07:39 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 17 |
Nancy backed out of the room and quietly closed the door. Her hand flew so fast to her mouth in shock, she was sure that there would be a mark. She took a deep breath and walked down the stairs and to the kitchen.
Max closed his eyes and continued to pant. His entire being was spent after Liz finished with him.
She crawled up his body. "You look completely sated."
He smiled but didn't open his eyes. "That's because I am. You're amazing."
She kissed him. "Well, you do give me a lot to work with."
They lay in silence for a few minutes.
"We really need to look into the housing situation." He said softly.
"What do you mean?"
He rolled her over and looked directly at her. "I want us to live together, but I don't know what the policy is for freshmen."
She swallowed. "Um ... I think we have to live on campus, but they do have co-ed dorms."
His mouth covered hers. "We can work that."
An hour later, Max had gone home and Liz walked into the kitchen. She found her mother sitting at the table, drinking.
"Hi Mom!" She bounced.
Nancy didn't say anything. She just stare into her glass.
"What's wrong, Mom?"
Nancy took a sip of her drink, swallowed it and sat the empty glass down. "I'm going to ask you something and you better tell me the truth."
Liz nodded and sat across the table from her.
Her mother looked her straight in the eyes. "How long have you been in a sexual relationship with Max?"
Liz felt all of the blood drain from her face. "Uh..."
"You see, I went shopping today and I found you some really cute shorts and tops. I went up to room to show them to you and as I was opening the door, I heard Max say something positively foul and then I saw the two of you naked on your bed and his penis was in your mouth."
Liz covered her mouth with a shaking hand. "Oh my God!" She whispered.
"I presume that the two of you are not just experimenting with oral sex?"
"We've been sleeping together for a few months."
Nancy took a deep breath. "How long, Elizabeth? Did you sleep with him on your first date?"
"Have there been others?"
"Max is the first ... the only. We're in love."
"What happens when you go to Harvard and he goes wherever it he decides to go?"
Liz started to smile. "He got in. We're going to Harvard together. ... Mom, Max and I are going to be together for the rest of our lives. I'm sorry that you saw us the way you did, but I'm not sorry for what we were doing."
Nancy got up from the table and left the room.
Liz didn't know how to take that. All she new was that she needed to call Max.
When Max got home he was met by his father. Before Philip could say anything to him, Max hugged him.
"I'm going to Harvard, Dad. I got the phone call today."
"That's wonderful, son! This is cause for celebration. And by that I mean your mother is attempting to cook and I'd rather eat out."
"Diane, put all of that away. We're going out to dinner."
Diane stepped out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her apron. "What? Why?"
Philip put his arm around Max's shoulder. "Your son has officially been accepted to Harvard. We need to celebrate."
Diane threw her arms around Max. "Oh, my baby boy. I'm so proud of you."
"Max, why don't you go and tell your sister that we're going out to dinner."
"Sure Dad. Would you mind if I invited Liz?"
Philip nodded. "Why not."
Max ran up the stairs and stopped at his sister's room. He knocked.
He opened the door. "Reprieve. I got into Harvard and Dad's taking us out to dinner instead of Mom cooking."
"Oh thank GOD!" She said. "Wait, you got in?"
"Yep. I gotta go invite Liz to dinner."
When Max got into his room, his phone was ringing. "Yeah."
Max didn't like the sound of Liz's voice. "Are you okay?"
"I don't really know. Um, Max, my mother saw us in my room ... when I was down on you."
He was quiet.
"I don't know what she's going to say or do. She kinda just walked out in the middle of our conversation."
"I'm sure everything will be okay. Your mother's always supported our relationship. Listen, my parents are taking me out to celebrate. They said that I could invite you. Will you come?"
She bit her bottom lip. "Of course I will. Let me change and I'll meet you..."
"No, I'll pick you up. That way we can talk in private."
"I'll be there in 30 minutes."
She smiled. "I'll see you then. I love you."
"I love you too, Liz."
They hung up.
"Where are you going?"
Liz jumped. "God, Mom. I really wish you'd start knocking."
"Where are you going?"
She got up off of her bed and went to her closet. "To dinner with the Evans'. They're celebrating Max's exceptance to Harvard."
"Don't forget that it's a school night." Nancy's voice sounded harsh.
"Momma, please don't be like this."
"Like what, Elizabeth? How do you want me to be? I walked in on my little girl giving her boyfriend a blowjob? How exactly am I supposed to be acting right now?"
Tears filled Liz's eyes. "I'm not a little girl anymore. I'm an adult."
"As long as you live in this house..."
"Then maybe I should just leave!" She yelled at her mother.
"Is that a threat?"
Liz didn't say anything else. She grabbed her suitcases from the top of her closet and began packing them.
|posted on 10-Jun-2002 10:12:22 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 18 |
When Max got to her house, Liz was waiting outside for him. It was obvious that she was upset.
"Baby, what's wrong?"
She put on a fake smile. "Nothing. I'm gonna take my car, Okay. I'll follow you."
"Please, Max. Let's just go have a nice dinner with your family."
Max decided not to press it. He simply gave her a sweet kiss and got in his Jeep. He knew something had happened between her and her mother and at the moment, she couldn't talk about it.
Dinner was wonderful. Philip had taken them to Chez Pierre and the entire meal was spent talking about what Max and Liz were planning to do once they were in Cambridge.
At the end of dinner, Max told his parents that he was going to follow Liz home. When they got to her car, she told him the thruth.
"I'm not going home, Max. Mom started on one of those 'not while you're in my house' rants so I left. I'm staying at the Tumbleweed."
His arms wrapped around her instantly. "This is my fault."
She shook her head. "How is this your fault? This isn't about you and me. This is about me being an adult and my mother not accepting it."
"What about your dad?" He wiped the tears that had slipped down her cheeks.
Liz shrugged. "He's not home. He's in Houston on business." She swallowed. "Look, let's just get me to my hotel and get me settled. Do you think your parents would freak if I asked you to stay with me tonight? I really don't want to be alone."
Max kissed her forehead. "Why don't you just stay with us. I know my parents won't mind."
She shook her head. "Thanks for the offer, but I have to do this without the aid of any adults. Do you understand?"
He smiled. "Yes, I do. I'll call my parents when we get to the hotel."
Liz was in the bathroom, taking a hot, relaxing bath when Max was talking to his father.
"I just don't want her here by herself. She's really messed up. ... Okay. ... I really appreciate that. ... Yeah, it's Room 519. ... Okay. Thanks Dad. I'll see you soon."
Liz came out of the bathroom as Max hung up the phone.
"What'd your parent's say?"
"My dad's gonna bring me some clothes and my books."
She nodded and sat on the end of the bed. "I can't believe this is happening. I can't believe I spoke to my mother the way I did."
Max sat next to her and put his arm around her. "You want to call her?"
Liz shook her head. "She's at fault just as much as I am. She knows my cell number." She leaned into him. "I think I'm just gonna get ready for bed and go to sleep."
He kissed the top of her head. "I love you baby. ... Look, I'm gonna go wait for my dad in the lobby."
He got off the bed and headed for the living room of the suite.
He turned to look at her.
"I love you too. Thanks for being here with me."
He smiled. "I wouldn't be anywhere else."
Fifteen minutes later, Philip walked into the lobby carrying a suitcase, dufflebag and backpack. "There's about a weeks worth of clothes in here."
"Thanks Dad. Hopefully, she can work things out with her mother in a couple of days."
"How's she doing?"
Max shrugged. "I don't know. One minute she's crying, the next she's angry. She was about to go to sleep when I came down here."
"Just be there for her Max, but make sure that she's the one making her decisions. As much as you want to do it for her, you can't."
"I know Pop. ... What'd you tell Mom?"
Phillip looked his son in the eye. "The truth. Liz and her mother got in an argument and Liz move out."
Max laughed. "You didn't tell Mom about us?"
His father shook his head. "Son, somehow, your reputation has not reached your mother. She still sees you as her baby boy. I'm not going to be the one to burst her bubble."
"Yeah, well, those days ended the day Liz Parker ask my bad ass out. She's changed my life, Dad. I know she's the one I'm going to spend the rest of my life with."
Philip nodded. "Do you need any money? This place isn't cheap."
Max shook his head. "I've got quite a bit save up and Liz has her inheritence from her grandmother. Besides, hopefully we won't be here that long."
Philip hugged his son. "If you need anything, call."
"Okay. There is one thing. Could you call Liz's mom and let her know that she's okay and that I won't let anything happen to her."
"That I will definitely do."
When Max got back up to their suite, Liz was lying naked in bed, sound asleep clutching her teddybear. It was the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.
I'm on a creative roll. I'm not sure how long it's gonna last so I'm gonna try and take advantage of it.
|posted on 13-Jun-2002 6:25:58 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 19 |
Liz woke in the middle of the night when she felt Max's stiff member press into her thigh. She knew that she should be upset about the way things were with her mother, but being with Max, in his arms, comforted her.
She smiled as a sleeping Max started pushing into her. She moved her hand down to his cock, placed her leg on his hip and guided him inside her.
"Oh!" He moaned as he unconsciously entered her. His body continued pushing into her.
Liz smiled as she rolled him on his back and commenced riding him.
Max slowly began to wake. His eyes blinked open only to find that he wasn't just having a wet dream. His love was writhing on top of him.
Their eyes locked.
This made her move faster. He put his hand on her hips to help her movements. Dizziness hit her and her entire body was tingling.
Max enjoyed watching her body spasm on top of him as she came. As her body stilled, he flipped them over. Pushing her legs up, he pounded into her hard and fast until they both saw stars.
"Do you have any particular reason for waking me the wonderful way you did?" He kissed her and rolled to his side.
She sighed and turned to face him. "Well, you see, I was just lying here sleeping, you know, minding my own business when something hard started poking me."
"Yeah." She ran her finger down his nose. "Your dream seemed so enticing, I decided to join in."
Max chuckled. "What time is it?"
Liz looked at the clock radio behind him. "Four-thirty. I guess we should try to get some sleep. There's no way in hell I'm gonna miss school tomorrow."
"You moved out?!" Maria said loudly in front of Liz's locker the next morning.
"Oh my God, that is just so not you."
Max wrapped his arms around Liz. "I still think you should call her."
Liz shook her head.
"Well, that sucks." Michael told her. "Hey, Maria and I got a bet and I wonder if you can help me win it."
Maria elbowed him.
Maria put her hand over her eyes and shook her head.
Liz started laughing. "What's the bet?"
"It's not actually a bet. It's more of a reward. I told Michael that if he passes all of his finals, I'll let him have any fantasy he wants at the Playground."
"And how can I help, other then making the arrangements?" Liz asked with a smile on her face.
"Help me study?" Michael begged.
"Sure. No problem. Max and I only have one final. We'll have plenty of time to help."
Michael kissed Maria. "How do you look in latex?"
Jeff Parker entered his home with a bounce in his step. His meeting in Houston had gone wonderfully and life was good ... until his wife informed him of what had occured.
"So you're telling me that our 18 year old daughter is shacked up in hotel with her boyfriend because you said something completely stupid?!"
"Jeff, if you would have seen what I saw and heard what I heard, you would have been a little beyond pissed yourself."
He sat on the couch and put his head in his hands. He looked up at his wife. "You need to call her and make this right. We've already lost one daughter, Nancy. I refuse to lose the other one.
|posted on 20-Jun-2002 3:14:46 PM by sydniepaige|
|Just letting you know that I'll have a new part out tonight.|
|posted on 20-Jun-2002 9:03:57 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 20 |
Liz looked over the sample math problems that she had Michael work. "You got them all right!"
Michael smiled. "I really apprecieate this guys." He grinned. Maria ain't gonna know what hit her."
Max laughed. "Man, this is just one class. There's a few more before you get to hit Maria's anything."
"Max is right. Not about your sex life, but about this just being one class. Hand me your Government book." Liz told him.
He hended her the thick book and his study guide.
"This should be easy. Myerson gives basically the same test every year but adds a few current events at the end."
There was a knock on the door. Max got up and answered it.
"Mr and Mrs. Parker. ... Um, Liz, your uh, your parents are here."
Liz looked up as her parents entered the room.
Michael started gathering his stuff. "That's my cue to leave. I'm gonna get Maria to help me for awhile. Call me at my place later."
"Bye Michael. ... What are you doing here?"
Jeff approached his daugher. "Your mother informed me of what happened and I'm here to make sure the two of you work this out."
"How did you even know where I was staying?" She looked to Max. "Or should I even ask?"
Nancy shook her head. "Don't blame Max. His father called last night to let me know where you were."
"Can I get anyone anything to dirnk?" Max asked nervously.
"No, thank you." Jeff answered and everyone sat down. "Lizzie, we need to straighten this out."
"Mom made me feel like a slut. Asking if there had been others ... Max is it for me! There never has been and there never will be anyone else for me!"
"That's not what this is about, Elizabeth. This is about what I saw and heard in your bedroom yesterday and the lack of respect you have for us." Nancy told her.
"What happens between me and my boyfriend has nothing to do with you! I have done everythign I've ever been told to do. I get straight A's, I do community service, I have NEVER gotten into ANY trouble ... EVER!" She softened her voice. "I'm not Jess."
The room fell silent. Jessica Parker was Liz's older sister. She was the anti-Liz. She drank, did drugs, stayed out all night and by the time she was Liz's age ... well, she never reached Liz's age. A few months before her 18th birthday, she and her boyfriend skipped school and went down to the quarry with some of their friends. They got drunk and Jessica and her boyfriend got into a fight and she took off in his car. She didn't even see the semi heading straight for her as she turned onto the highway. She was killed instantly. Liz was fourteen at the time.
"I never said you were." Nancy said softly.
"Liz, your mother was shocked to find her little girl ... having sex." Jeff about choked on those words. "I won't lie to you, I probably would've have acted a lot worse than your mother did. Your mother and I made a lot of mistakes with your sister, but we never had to worry about you."
"And you still don't. I'll agree that Max and I shouldn't have been so careless. We knew there were others in the house, but we ARE eighteen. ... Max got into Harvard. We were ... celebrating."
Nancy shook her head. Since you and Max have been together, you've changed. Don't get me wrong, Max, I like you and I know you love my daughter, but..."
"Mrs. Parker, I'm devoted to your daughter. Before she came into my life, I had absolutely no direction. SHe made me believe in myself."
"You obviously had some direction. Straight A's, Harvard." Jeff stated.
"School's always come easy to me. Liz gave me a purpose." He smiled at his girldfriend.
Jeff looked at his daughter. "Liz, Why don't you just come home."
Liz pushed her hair behind her ear. "Actually, I want to stay here through finals. We're helping our friend, Michael, study and it's easier to do here."
"Why's that?" Nancy inquired.
"No interruptions. Michael has to study around the clock so he can graduate."
Nancy sighed and shook her head defeatedly. "Fine. Just promise that after finals, you'll move back home."
|posted on 27-Jun-2002 9:30:05 PM by sydniepaige|
|Thanks for all the feedback. It was great! And yes, I did name Liz's sister after you Faith. You've done a lot for this and all my stories and it's my little thank you.|
Michael scratched his eyebrow. "I don't get it."
"What's not to get?" Maria asked, completely frustrated.
"Look Maria, if you don't want to help me, you don't have to!"
She pulled the book out of his hands and climbed onto his lap. "You know I want to help. I benefit from your passing too." She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Now..." She kissed him. "Define dramatic irony."
He kissed her. "I'd rather do this." The kiss deepened.
"Michael." She pulled back, breathless.
"Maria, if I study anymore tonight, my brain is gonna explode. That not the part of my body I want explodin' when I'm near you."
She smiled. "I'd rather you explode in me." She repositioned to straddle him, pushing her crotch into his.
He pulled her top over her head letting her braless breasts bounce free. His mouth latched onto her right breast.
"Oh Michael!" Her head fell back as she started humping the bulge between his legs.
"This ain't workin'." He detached from her breast, picked her up and took her to his bed.
Putting her down, they both quickly got naked, attached themselves to one another and fell to the bed.
Michael was above her about to enter her when Maria stopped him.
She smiled at him evilly. "Define dramatic irony."
"UGH!" He yelled as he pushed into her.
Liz was leaning on Max as they lay on the couch in their suite. His hand was stroking her hair.
"That's the first time I've ever heard you talk about your sister."
She closed her eyes trying to fight back tears. "It's easier not to miss her so much if I don't talk about her."
"Sorry. I didn't mean to make you sad."
"You didn't. It's just, sometimes it's hard to believe that Jess has been gone for four years. ... You know, I use to hate it when she made fun of me for being smart and always studying, but what I'd give..." The tears were now flowing. "I'd give anything to hear her put me down again."
Max's embrace became tighter. "Oh baby."
Liz pushed the tears from her face. "I can't let this consume me again. ... I won't." She sat up and took a deep breath. "Let's go out to dinner. Something ... expensive."
He nodded. "Sure baby. Whatever you want. Where do you want to go?"
An hour later, Max, Liz, Maria and Michael were sitting in the Pizza Pan.
"I thought you wanted something expensive?" Max reminded his girlfriend.
"Have you seen how much pizza you and Michael can consume? That's expensive."
Over the next few days, they were focused on helping Michael study. He did really well one on one.
"You're ready, Michael. Whatever the teachers throw at you, you're ready." Liz smiled.
"Thanks guys. This is the first time I haven't felt stupid when it comes to school shit."
Maria sat in his lap. "So, what have you got in mind for me? Whips and chains?"
Michael grinned. "Baby, what I got planned for you is gonna knock your socks off."
Finals were over! Senior grades had been posted. Maria dragged Michael over to the board to find his scores. Beside his name for every subject was NG.
"What the hell is NG?" Michael asked.
Maria swallowed. "It ... it means no grade. I don't get it."
Michael was tapped on the shoulder by the principals secretary. "Mr. Guerin, would please follow me."
"What's going on?"
Michael shrugged as he followed the short, round woman.
|posted on 2-Jul-2002 10:49:13 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 22 |
"So you're sayin' you think I cheated?!" Michael yelled.
"Michael, no offense, but how does a straight D student suddenly get A's on all of his finals?" The Watson, the principal, asked.
"And just like that, you get A's."
Michael couldn't believe this. "Yes. I asked my friends to help me and they did."
"What friends would that be?"
"Maria DeLuca, Max Evans and Liz Parker."
Mr. Watson looked at Michael in disbelief. He picked up his phone. "Ms. Davidson, please see if Elizabeth Parker is still on campus. ... Oh, she is. Well, then please send her into my office."
Liz entered the office and sat next to Michael. "What's going on, sir." She asked in her innocent school girl voice.
"Miss Parker, there are some ... discrepancies concerning Mr. Guerin's grades. Now he says that you were one of the people who helped him study?"
She nodded. "Yes sir. My boyfriend, Michael' girlfriend and I helped him day and night. He had it all down." She looked to Michael. "What's going on?"
"He's accusing me of cheating on all of my tests."
Liz was shocked. "No sir, he didn't. Michael studied really hard and has a complete understanding of all of the material."
"I'm sure you can see why we're questioning the validity of his scores."
She shook her head. "No sir, I can't. Is this because a student who normally does poorly did extrmemly well, or is this because the student Is Michael?"
Mr. Watson looked confused. "What are you saying?"
Liz took a breath and chose her words carefully. "If the person in question were anyone but Michael Guerin, do you honestly think that we'd be in here. His record's not spotless, but has he EVER been accused of cheating before? No. All of the faculty in this school including yourself have treated Michael like a throwaway because he was in the foster care system. Not a single person in this school did their part when he would come to school badly bruise. You all just assumed that he was just a punk and must have gotten in a fight. If it hadn't been for Max Evans family, Michael could be dead by now. When Mr. Evans asked for a member of the faculty to write a letter of recommendation to the judge when he filed for emmancipation, no one took the time. Now, if you believe that Michael cheated, then I suggest that you get all of his teachers in here and quiz him orally."
Mr. Watson was somewhat shocked at Liz's little rant. "That's a very good idea. Miss Parker." He picked up his phone. "Ms. Davidson, please have all of Mr. Guerin's teachers come to my office immediately."
Thirty minutes after the teachers entered the principal's office, they all left shaking their heads.
"Well Michael, it appears that I owe you an apology. All of your grades will be reinstated."
Michael shook his head and walked out of the office.
Liz stood and was about to leave when the principal stopped him. "Liz, since your here, I'd like to congratulate you. You've been named this years Validictorian."
She nodded her head and left. When she entered the hallway, she was met by Max, Maria and Michael.
"Michael hugged her. "Thanks, Liz. I appreciate what you did for me."
"You're very welcome." She blew out a deep breath. "I say we head back to the hotel and hit out hot tub."
Max wrapped his arms around his girlfriend. "You amaze me."
Later that evening, Max and Liz were lying in bed.
"I can't believe Michael pulled all of his grades up to B's." She was drawing circles on her boyfriend's chest. "Do you know what he's got planned for Maria?"
Max smiled. "Yeah, I do."
"Well, I called the club this afternoon when we got out of the hot tub and told them to give him whatever he wants. ... I also made reservations for us. I told them that you'd be calling with arrangements."
He smiled at her. "Ooh, anything I want?"
"Anything you want." Her voice was sultry.
"Oh the possibilities."
Sorry it's so short. You are all too smart for me. Thanks for the feedback!
|posted on 14-Jul-2002 10:57:46 PM by sydniepaige|
|Just bumping while I slowly struggle with the next part.|
|posted on 18-Jul-2002 9:04:54 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 23 |
"It is with great pride that I present to you the graduated class of West Roswell High." Mr. Watson stood back from the podium and began the applause.
After hats were tossed and tons of pictures were taken, Max, Liz Michael and Maria were headed out to the Playground.
Michael told Maria to wear white underwear. He'd handle the rest of her attire. Max on the other hand had purchased Liz's entire outfit.
"What do you think they've got planned for us?" Maria whispered in Liz's ear as they walked towards the entrance.
Liz smiled. "Maria, does it really matter? Whatever it is, we're gonna enjoy it."
"I know." She grinned. "I'm so proud of Michael." She watched him walked ahead of them with Max. "I knew he was better than a D student, but he did better for me." Her eyes grew heavy with desire. "Well, for my body."
Max unlocked the door with Liz's key and opened it, allowing Maria, Liz and Michael to walk through.
"Since when is the door locked?" Maria questioned.
Liz wrapped her arms around Max's waist. "Because it's closed for a private party.
"Lizzie!" A large black man who looked incredibly like Ving Rhames, approached the group smiling.
"Congraulations ... to you all on your graduation."
"Thank you." They responded.
"Dinner is ready for you in the dining room. Enjoy."
Liz hugged him. "You're the best!"
He winked at her as they walked towards the dining room.
Dinner was amazing. Each had their favorite meal prepared exactly as they liked it.
Michael was looking a little antsy.
"Are you okay?" Max asked him.
He nearly jumped out of his skin.
Liz smiled and called the waiter over.
"Yes, Miss Parker?"
"Please inform Edward that we're finished."
Within a few minutes, Edward was leading them to the changing rooms.
The girls entered the women's room. Each then went into the individual room with their name on it.
Maria was stunned. Hanging before her was a beautiful, flowing dress. The kind she'd be wearing when she had that dream where she was running in a field.
She quickly changed into the dress, freshened up her makeup and then let her hair down from the clip that was holding it.
She looked into the mirror and blew out a deep breath. Then she turned and went into the outer changing area.
Liz stepped out of her room at the same time wearing a mid-thigh, red oriental robe and black, spiked heals. "Maria, you look amazing."
"Thanks. You look ..." Liz untied the bobe to reveal the straps of leather that barely covered her feminine areas. "... down right slutty. Looks like Maxie found the Smut Shop."
Liz shook her head. "I have to go and mention spicing things up. Have you ever had a leather strap up your ass? It's not comfortable."
Maria laughed. "Come on. Let's go see what our guys have in mind for us."
When they came out of the room, they were met by Michael, who was wearing a black suit and Max, who was dressed in jeans and a green shirt.
Edward joined them. "Everything is ready and at your disposal. I'll be in the office. If you need anything, ring for the attendant."
Max and Michael led the girls off in opposite directions.
Once in a room, Liz turned to Max and dropped her robe. "Mind explaining?"
Max chuckled. "I saw it on a mannequin and wondered what you'd look like in it."
"It looks a hell of a lot better on you."
"Good." She kissed him. "Now, excuse me while I strip out of it. This is not the most comfortable outfit."
He raised an eyebrow. "Want some help?"
"What do you think?"
He quickly unfastened the straps and let the leather fall to the ground. "Much better." He took her naked body in his arms and kissed her. "I love you."
"No you don't."
Confusion set over his face. "You know I do."
Desire filled her eyes. "If you love me, then why am I the only one naked?"
He began unbuttoning his shirt as fast as he could.
Liz looked around the room. It was a camping scene, including tent and fake fire. She seductively walked over to the tent. "I'll be waiting for you.
Max finished undressing and dashed into the tent.
I am so sorry this is so short, but my muse appears to be on strike. The good stuff is coming, but it's gonna have to wait. I'm going on a very needed vacation. I leave tomorrow and will be gone for a week with absolutely no electronic conviences or phone. Meaning no computer. During that time I am planning to get some writing done so hopefully when I come back I'll be able to give you a story that you all deserve.
|posted on 18-Jul-2002 10:50:24 PM by sydniepaige|
|bumping back to the first page|
|posted on 25-Jul-2002 9:33:21 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 24 |
Liz was lying on her side. "Took you long enough. Come here."
Max got on his hands and knees and crawled to her. When he reached her, she rolled to her back and opened herself to him. There was no need for foreplay. The moment he saw how wet she was he hardened immediately.
"Fuck me Max."
He entered her fast, ramming into her hot, wet pussy. There was no words. He grunted and she moaned as their bodies violently slapped together.
Soon she came. Her body writhed beneath him as he continued his rhythm.
Michael led Maria into a large room.
"Okay, open your eyes."
"Oh my God!" She gasped. "Michael?"
The room was beautiful. Flowers and candles were everywhere. A large king-sized bed was adorned with red rose petals.
"You like it?"
She turned to face him. "This is perfect." She kissed him. "I love you."
He smiled down at her. "I love you too." Music suddenly began to play. "Dance with me?"
She nodded as their arms wrapped around each other and they began to move.
"Wow!" Liz collapsed on top of Max. "That was ... wow!"
Max chuckled. "It always is. ... This is completely out of the blue, but have you ever thought about gettin' married?"
She sat up quickly on her elbows. "Uh..."
"I'm not talkin' about now. Maybe a couple of years ... I don't know. But what I do know is that I love you and after a few years in college, I want to marry you."
Liz nodded. "So is this a proposal?"
"No." He reached into a backpack that sat in the corner of the tent, pulled out a white ring box and opened it, "This is."
Her face was full of emotion. "Of course I will. ... On one condition..."
The right side of his mouth lifted into a grin. "What?"
"Tell me what Michael's up too."
The music ended.
Michael brought her face up to look into her eyes. "I love you, blondie."
Maria bit her bottom lip. "I love you to."
"Does all of this surprise you?"
She nodded. "I must say the answer would be yes to that question. I was expecting something ... kinky."
He laughed loudly. "Well, the night IS just beginning."
She swatted him.
"Seriously, I really just wanted to show you how much you mean to me. You've become what I thought I didn't deserve."
Maria put her palm to his cheek.
He scratched his eyebrow. "I want you to be my family, Maria ... my real family." He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a red velvet ring box.
He slowly opened the box to reveal the small quarter caret diamond ring. "You deserve something better than this and I promise that one day I'll get you a bigger one, but for now, this is the best I can do." He dropped to one knee. "Maria, will you..."
He grinned. "Can I finish asking you first?"
She blushed. "Sorry."
He cleared his throat. "Maria, will you be my family? Will you marry me?"
She was quiet.
"You can answer now."
"Oh, sorry." She held her left hand out to him. "Yes, Michael. I will marry you."
He placed the ring on her finger and kissed her hand. "Now we can get kinky."
As you can tell, I'm back. I know this part is short, but I wanted to get this to you. Thanks for all of the wonderful feedback. I means a lot to me that you like my stories. My vaction was ... eventful, but that's another story .
|posted on 3-Aug-2002 9:16:53 PM by sydniepaige|
|Bump. This story should be updated in a day or so.|
|posted on 5-Aug-2002 6:11:10 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 25 |
Maria clasped Michael's hand as they stood on her front porch. They'd discussed how they were going to tell her mother about their engagement the entire ride back from the Playground.
Michael suggested to emphasize the fact that she wasn't pregnant.
They walked in the front door to find Amy sitting on the couch watching television.
"Hey sweetie, Michael. How was grad night?"
Maria looked at Michael. "Very eventful." They sat on the couch. "In fact..." She took a deep breath. "Michael asked me to marry him."
Amy immediately looked at Michael.
"She's not pregnant! I swear!"
The older woman nodded. "When are you planning on doing this?"
Maria shrugged. "We haven't discussed dates yet ... but I don't want to wait."
"And what do you want Michael?" Amy asked.
He kissed Maria's hand. "I want to make her happy. Mrs. D ... uh ... What's your last name again?"
"Just call me Amy. Besides, as soon as my divorce is settled, I'm going back to DeLuca."
Michael scratched his eyebrow. "Amy, I don't want you to think that we're just crazy kids jumpin' into something we're not ready for. I've been on my own since I was sixteen. I've got an apartment, a job, I graduated and for the first time in my life I have a purpose. Maria's my life."
Amy saw and heard Michael's sincerity. "Well, I suppose that we should pick a date so we can start planning."
Maria threw herself into her mother's arms. "Thank you Mom!"
"As long as you're happy baby. That's all I care about."
Liz and Max decided not to tell their parents about their engagement. Things had been sp strained that they agreed to tell them once they were settled in Cambridge.
Currently, they were in their hotel suite packing.
"This summer's gonna be miserable." She sighed. "I'm gonna miss waking up in your arms."
He brushed her hair from her face. "We'll figure something out. Besides, we'll be leaving in two months. We've both requested off campus housing so if everything goes as planned, we'll be living together." He wrapped his arms around her. "And then in a few years, we'll get married." His lips fell onto hers.
The packing was soon forgotten. The young lovers were naked and on the bed in a passionate kiss.
Max kissed his way down her body until he reached his favorite spot. His mouth latched on to her nether lips.
"Oh Max!" She arched into him.
He continued to lick and such her into orgasm.
As she was coming down, he climbed up her body, kissed her hard letting her taste herself on his lips and entered her.
The pace was slow and loving. In and out Maxheld Liz's gaze as he made love to her.
"Baby, you feel so good."
She moaned in response.
His pace quickened and the friction was enough to make Liz cum again ... loudly. This in turn had Max doing the same.
A few hours later, Max helped Liz carry her belongings into her parent's home.
"I'm glad you're home, sweetheart." Nancy greeted her daughter. "Hello Max."
"Mrs. Parker." He nodded.
Nancy sighed. "Crisis at the restaurant. He'll be here later."
Liz nodded. "Well, we'll just take my stuff upstairs."
"Okay. Dinner should be ready soon. Max, will you stay?"
He looked to his love.
"Please." She mouthed.
As they entered her bedroom, she was shocked to see that everything was exactly as she'd left it. It had been dusted, but everything else was untouched.
"God, it's just like Jessica's room after she died. Like it's waiting."
Max put her stuff down are hugged her. "Everything's gonna be okay here."
Liz let herself relax in his arms. "I know. It's only for a couple of months."
"I don't want to wake up alone." She kissed him passionately.
"We'll manage, baby." She stroked her hair. "Somehow."
That night, Liz basically moped around the house. Max headed home after dinner and she was left with her mother.
"Liz, could you at least pretend to be happy that you're home?" Nancy asked her daughter.
Liz just shrugged.
Jeff walked into the family room. "Well, I have to hire a new manager. ... Hey Lizzie, welcome home."
She shrugged again.
"What's wrong with her?" He asked Nancy as he greeted her with a kiss.
"So you haven't told her yet?"
This peeked Liz's interest. "Told me what yet?"
Nancy smiled. "That got her attention." She sat next to her. "The Evans' have invited us to vacation with them at their new beach house."
Liz's heart began pounding. "Where at?"
Liz's face bightened. "I gotta go call Max!"
Thanks for all the feedback!
|posted on 16-Aug-2002 3:02:32 PM by sydniepaige|
Sorry this is taking so long. Classes are starting soon and I've been busy preparing my lesson plans.
|posted on 21-Aug-2002 4:27:34 PM by sydniepaige|
|Due to a death in my family, the next part has been delayed.|
|posted on 27-Aug-2002 8:31:56 PM by sydniepaige|
|posted on 31-Aug-2002 7:49:26 PM by sydniepaige|
|Thank you all for your thoughts and prayers for my family in our time of grief. It means a lot to me. As for my story, I'm working on the next part, but it's coming slowly. Hopefully I'll have it up Monday.|
Thank you again!
|posted on 2-Sep-2002 4:31:32 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 26 |
"Maria, my parents are going to be there, remember? There is no way I can get away with wearing THIS on the beach." Liz pointed to the tiny triangle bikini she was wearing.
The quirky blond rolled her eyes. "That's what the cover-up is for."
"Fine, I'll get it." She turned and went back into the dressing room. A few minutes later, she came back out fully dressed. "I'd better go pay for this so we can get to our fittings."
Maria's started to glow. "Don't you love my dress?"
"Michael's not gonna know what hit him." She handed the salesgirl her credit card.
"Thanks again ... for paying for everything."
Liz took her card back and sighed the receipt. "Maria, we've been best friends since we were three. You're my sister and I want you to have whatever you want. I want you to have the perfect day."
"I love you Lizzie." She hugged her.
"I love you to Maria."
After their fittings, the girls met their guys for lunch. Michael and Maria were having a slight ... disagreement.
"You're wearing a suit Michael, and that's final!"
"Maria, I don't own a suit!"
"Then you'll just have to get one then, won't you?"
Michael looked down in embrassment. "I can't afford..."
"It's taken care of." Liz interrupted. "And before you start with all of your stupid male pride bullshit, hear me out. Max and I leave for college in a couple of months. Edward is moving to Nevada and I need someone to take over the management of the Playground. I need someone I can trust. That's the two of you."
Maria's face lit up. "Are you serious?"
"Very. I've already had my attorney draw up contracts ... if you agree."
"What kind of money we talkin'?"
"Twenty-five thousand a year, each, transportation and if you want, the suite over the club so you won't have to drive back and forth to Roswell every day."
Max laughed. "Shit! Fuck college, I'm gonna work for you."
"Sorry Maxwell, but the positions have been filled." Michael looked to Maria. "If that's what you want to do?"
Maria had tears in her eyes. "We'll take it. ... Thank you so much."
"Just be happy."
A few days later, Liz was loading her luggage into the RV. They would be gone for a month. Michael was taking care of the Parker's restaurant and Isabel was staying home to take a few courses at the local JC and was going to help Maria with all of the remaining wedding plans.
Max wrapped his arms around from the back. "I can't wait to get you on that beach. Sand, surf..."
"Our parents." She turned to face him. "But at least we'll be together."
THeir lips met.
"Okay, you two." Philip interrupted. "Let's finish loading up so we can get on the road. We've got a long drive ahead of us."
"This is gonna be a long trip." Max whispered in her ear.
Liz smiled wickedly. "We can always sit in the back."
Max and Liz were streched out in each other's arms on one of the beds in the RV sound asleep. The parents were up front talking while Philip drove.
Diane sighed. "They are so in love. ... Liz has been such a positive influence on Max."
"I'll admit, Jeff and I were a bit leery when she brought him home at first." Nancy voiced.
Philip chuckled. "I don't blame you. Max has always been a bit ... I guess the only word to use is rebellious. The long hair, the leather and that damn motorcycle."
"Yes, well, he proved himself to me when he stood by my daughter throughout or family upheaval."
Diane looked back at the young lovers. "How long do you think it will be before they get married?"
"Sooner than we'd like" Nancy answered. "Liz is wearing a diamond ring around her neck on a chain. I saw her playing with it yesterday."
There was silence for a solid minute.
Jeff cleared his throat. "Well, we'll just have to hope that they'll wait until they graduate. They'll be living together so perhaps they won't feel the need to rush into it."
"So how many people are you gonna be at this thing?" Michael and Maria were in his apartment going over arrangements.
She feigned shock. "This thing is our wedding and we're inviting a hundred people."
"Do we even know and hundred people?"
She rolled her eyes. "Of course not. A few are family and relatives and the rest are business contacts of my mom and Jim's."
"I thought they were getting divorced?"
"That was last week." She held up a seating chart. "What do you think?"
He shook his head. "As long as it's what you want."
She crawled into his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. "All I want is you ...to be married to you. The rest is just for show."
"I love you, ya know?"
She smiled. "I know." She kissed him softly. "Now just show me how much."
Michael got up off the couch of his apartment, wrapped her legs around his waist and carried her into the bedroom where he deposited her on his bed and crawled on top of her.
Her breathing was heavy as she anticipated her lover's next move. To her dismay all that seemed to be occuring was a heated makeout session.
"Michael?" She saidbreathlessly.
"Hmm?" He continued his assault on her neck.
"We're still dressed."
"Uh ... why?"
He pulled his lips from her and sighed. "We've never really made out before."
She sat up on her elbows. "Michael, we makeout all the time."
"No, we start makin' out and then end up having sex. I was kinda gettin' into the just makin' out part."
Maria was stunned at first, but then the sweetness of what he said touched her. "You have the most beautiful soul. Do you know that?"
"Not until you came into my life. ... To think, if you hadn't come on to me at that party, none of..."
"Excuse me?" She interrupted. "You came on to me."
"No." He argued. "Me and Max were hangin' out and you rubbed your body up against me."
"The room was crowded and you were blocking the keg. Besides, you were the one who grabbed my ass."
"Only because Max bet me fifty bucks I wouldn't."
Michael wasn't quite sure how to read her tone. "Whenever I was low on money, Max would bet me things he knew I'd do so it wouldn't feel so much like charity. That night I had already told him I thought you were hot. I didn't have all my rent money so that's why he made the bet with me."
Maria giggle slightly.
"When Lizzie and I got to the party, I saw you. I made my mind up right then that you were gonna be mine."
"So basically, we came on to each other. ... And look at us now. We're gettin' married in a month."
She lay flat and wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him back on top of her. Their lips fused together and the makeout session continued.
|posted on 8-Sep-2002 10:33:08 PM by sydniepaige|
|posted on 12-Sep-2002 6:58:53 PM by sydniepaige|
|Just another bump. Part 27 should be up in a day or two.|
|posted on 13-Sep-2002 10:27:31 PM by sydniepaige|
|Thanks for all of the great feedback. I hope you like this part.|
Around 6 PM, Philip pulled the RV into a slot at the campsite that they were staying at just outside of Dallas. Once parked, they quickly hooked up the electricity and water.
Max opened the storage compartment and grabbed the tent.
"Tell me again why we're sleeping in the tent?" Liz said as she walked out the door of the vehicle.
He placed the equipment on the ground and wrapped his arms around her. "Well, for one thing it's romantic. Another is that our parents all snore like freakin' buzz saws and it'll be quieter out here with all the crickets and nature and shit like that." He kissed her softly.
"The I say we get this thing up!" She moved closer and whispered. "And then we'll work on getting you up."
"Not necessarily in that order." His mouth plundered hers.
"This isn't getting the tent put up , son." Philip said as he walked by the young lovers.
Liz laughed. "Oh, I wouldn't say that." The evidence poking her in the stomach. She whispered again. "Max's tent's already pitched.
"I am so glad your dad doesn't carry a gun with him."
She kissed him quickly. "He'd probably blow your ... uh ... tent off." Their lips met again.
It was another ten minutes before they started working on putting up their shelter.
After a quick dinner, they all settled in the large motor home to watched a movie.
Jeff leaned back in the lazyboy and put his hands behind his neck. "This is what I call roughing it." He joked.
Nancy sat beside him on the couch with her needle work. "Six people, one bathroom? This is roughing it."
Philip and Diane sat on the other end of the couch and Max and Liz were cuddled up on oversized pillows on the floor.
"What are we gonna watch?" Max asked.
The dad's faces lit up.
"The Quiet Man". Jeff smiled.
Liz slumped against her boyfriend. "Oh boy, John Wayne." Her voice lacked enthusiasm.
"You don't have to watch it." Nancy told her daughter.
Liz looked at her mother. "You know something? You're right." She got up. "I'll be in the tent, reading." She walked out of the RV.
Max stood. "I'll go with her." He looked to her parents as well as his own apologetically.
Nancy shook her head. "Why can't I learn to just keep my mouth shut?"
Max found Liz sitting at the campsite's picnic table. He sat next to her and wrapped his arm around her shoulder. She leaned her head against his chest.
"I'm sorry. I'm acting completely juvenile. ... This is gonna be a really long trip."
He kissed the top of her head. "it's just gonna take time."
"And we've got a whole month." She sighed. "At least she accepts us now. We're sharing a tent and when we get tp the beach house, we'll be sharing a room." She got really quiet.
"I don't trust our parent's motives."
"I'm still not sure we should allow them to sleep alone in that tent ... or in Florida." Nancy voiced.
"We've discussed this, honey. Liz and Max have both shown the maturity and responsibility of being adults." He reminded her.
"I realize that I sound like my mother and that's something I swore I'd never do, but Liz is all we've got. It's just all gone by too fast."
Diane placed her hand on Nancy's shoulder. "Both of my babies graduated and in a few months, they'll be moving to opposite sides of the country. But then I look at it this way, I get my house and my husband all to myself."
Philip smiled. "No more damn motorcycle."
"Phil, if you hate it so much, why'd ya let him buy it?"
"Max has pretty much done what he's always wanted to do no matter what our opinion. After he bought it, he kept it at Michael's and restored it. I'll admit, that he did an amazing job on it, but it's so damn loud."
"So why are we pulling it behind us, dear?" Diane teased.
He chuckled. "Let's just watch the movie."
The book Liz had been reading was long since discared as she and her lover were passionately locked in a heated kiss.
The lights inside the RV went out thirty minutes before after their parents had said goodnight.
Liz moaned. "Mmm ... God Max. Would you just fuck me already."
He lifted her tank top off of her quickly and instantly devoured her breasts.
Liz brought her feet to his waist and removed his boxers with her toes.
"God, you're talented."
Her eyes were blazing with desire. "I said fuck me!"
Max complied when he ripped her panties off of her and rammed his hard cock deep inside her.
"YES!" Liz didn't even pause. She began writhe beneath him. "Oh YES! Fuck me, Max! Fuck me ... HARDER!
Max was giving it all he had. He was grunting and pounding into her and she was being VERY vocal.
An hour and a half later, the two collapsed in exhaustion.
It felt like they had just fallen asleep when Dian poke her head in to wake them.
"Wake up kids!" Her voice was extremely chipper. "It's time to pack up and get back on the road."
"What time is it?" Max asked groggily.
Liz sat up not even being able to open her eyes. "A.M.?"
Diane laughed. "Yes, sweetie. Now, come on. The quicker you get dressed and packed up, the quicker you can get in the camper and go back to sleep."
Max started to get up but then looked up at his mother. "Um, Mom..."
That's when Liz realized her nakedness and quickly covered herself.
Diane smiled and left them alone.
Max slowly pulled the sheet off of his fiancee's body. "I love the sight of you naked in the morning."
Liz laughed. "You love me naked any time of the day."
"True." He kissed her. "Very true."
As their trip continued to Florida, Max and Liz kept to themselves in the back. Currently they were on one of the beds playing cards.
Liz lay her cards down. "Gin!"
"Shit." Max started counting the points of the many cards he held in his hand. "I suck at this game."
The petite brunette smiled. "Yes, you do." She leaned forward and kissed him. "But I love you anyway."
He pushed her hair behind her ear. "Thanks. That's nice to know." He kissed her this time.
From where they were sitting, Diane and Nancy were watching their children.
Nancy shook her head. "My baby's not my baby anymore."
"I know what you mean. Max looks at Liz the same way he used to look at me as a little boy. I was the center of his universe."
"It just hit me why I reacted the way I did when I found them in her room. I can't believe I had forgotten." Nancy shook her head.
"Forgotten what?" Diane asked.
"The night before Jessica died, I caught her in her room with her boyfriend in the same exact position as Liz and Max. It was World War III. The next day she was killed and nothing was resolved." Her hand covered her mouth as she looked at her daughter. "She's all we have left and I'm pushing her farther and farther away."
Diane placed her hand on Nancy's arm. "Then this trip is exactly what you need."
Nancy nodded. "I'm going to make it up to her ... and Jessica."
|posted on 28-Sep-2002 5:18:13 PM by sydniepaige|
|posted on 6-Oct-2002 11:41:58 AM by sydniepaige|
Okay, I originally planned on posting last week (yes that's the reason for the personal bump), but life got in the way. I should have the next part out later today or possibly tomorrow. Thanks for the bumps, the great feedback and the patience.
|posted on 6-Oct-2002 10:27:44 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 28 |
The RV pulled up in front of the huge three story beach house in Palm Beach.
"Wow!" Liz exclaimed when she saw it.
Max squeezed her hand. "Impressive, huh?"
She nodded. "You could say that."
He led her inside. "Dad got this as part of a payment from one of his clients."
"Wow!" Liz stated again.
Nancy walked in behind her. "I agree. This place is amazing."
"Thank you." Philip said carrying in some bags. "Max, let's get everything unloaded and then put your bike in the garage."
"Sure, Pop. I'm just gonna show Liz our bedroom first."
"Fine." Philip sighed. "Just don't get side tracked."
Max winked at his dad. "Come on baby. We're on the top floor."
Diane looped Nancy's arm. "I'll give you a tour while the men do the work."
An hour later...
"My God, Diane, this place is truly spectacular."
Diane smiled at Nancy. "Thank you. This was part of a payment from Philip's first major client. We try to come here at least twice a year."
"I can definitely understand why." She followed Diane into the spacious kitchen. Max and Liz were in the midst of making dinner. "Mmm ... What smells so good?"
"Spaghetti with meatballs and garlic bread." Liz smiled.
Diane put her arm around Liz's shoulder. "This is so sweet of you."
"It was Max's idea." Liz informed her. "He said it was your traditional 'first night here' meal."
"That it is." Diane smiled at her son as she wrapped her arm around his waist.
Max kissed her cheek. "Can't break tradition. ... Besides, Kelly Connell called. He's stayin' at his folks place while they're in Africa. He saw that we were here and invited us to a party tonight."
Nancy glanced at her daughter. "Thus the suck up began."
Liz smiled sheepishly. "Who us?"
"If you must know Mrs. Parker, We'd already started dinner before the invite." He gave her a cocky grin. "So this was a completely unplanned suck up."
Nancy shook her head and laughed.
"SO WHERE'S ISABEL?" A really cute dark haired boy asked loudly over the music.
"WHAT?" Max yelled back.
"YOUR SISTER. WHERE IS SHE?"
Max nodded. "BACK IN NEW MEXICO. GETTIN' A HEAD START ON COLLEGE."
"OH." Kelly was disappointed. "SO WHO'S THIS?"
Max pulled Liz closer to him ... almost possesively. "LIZ..." The music and the lights suddenly cut off. "MY GIRLFRIEND."
Everyone laughed at the loudness of Max's voice in the silent house.
"FUCK!" Kelly yelled. "I told Dad this house's wiring was shit!" He looked at Liz. "Nice to meet you. Excuse me." He headed off to find the fuse box.
Max kissed the top of Liz's head. "Come on. I want to show you something." He led her through the dark house and out to the backyard.
"What's this?" They stood in front of a large wooden structure.
He pulled out a key and unlocked the door. He led her inside. "When we were thirteen, we spent the entire summer here. Kelly and I built this." He lit the lantern. "We wanted a place to bring girls we'd meet at beach parties."
Liz laughed. "At thirteen?"
He grinned. "Hey, there were some pretty hot fifteen year olds after yours truly. Unfortunately, I never got the chance to use it for that purpose. Kelly on the other hand..."
Liz bit her lip. "So why'd you bring me here?"
He brushed her hair from her face. "I brought you here cuz I wanna share my pubesent fantasy with you." He kissed her softly. "I love you."
Liz took her top off revealing her teeny black bikini top and then began to remove her shorts.
Max smiled at her in confusion. "Not that I mind, but what are you doing?"
She looked at him innocently. "Fulfilling your fantasy." She untied her top and let it drop to the ground. Casually, she caressed her breast.
He was immediately on her kissing her. His hand replaced hers, teasing her nipple.
"Mmm..." She moaned. Her hands made their way to his jeans and quickly unfastened them.
His erection popped out strong and proud.
She stroked him and let out a loud breath. "I wanna fuck, Max."
He picked her up and deposited her on a wodden bed-like structure.
"Ow!" She yelped as her body landed on the hard wood.
"Sorry. I forgot how hard this thing is."
"What is it?"
"Part of an old piano crate." He kicked off his shoes and stripped out of his clothes.
Liz removed her bikini bottoms and spread her thighs apart. She bent her knees and placed her feet flat on the wood. Her fingers moved down to her moist pussy and began stroking her cunt.
"Oh yeah." Max let a groan escape from his lips as he watched her play with her lower lips.
She slipped her middle finger inside her and proceeded to finger fuck herself. Her eyes on her lover the entire time.
His hand was gliding over his rock hard cock.
Her ring finger joined her middle one and her body was thrusting into her hand. "Oooh..."
"Fuck this shit!" Max moved her hand away, pulled her to him and rammed his steel rod into her.
The pace was fast and hard. He was completely dominating this round of their sexual exploits.
Suddenly, pain shot through Liz's lower back. "Oh fuck! Max! Max, stop!. OW!"
Max was cumming as he pulled out of her. "What's wrong?" He was having a hard time catching his breath.
"I don't know. I just have a lot of pain shooting through my lower back."
He grabbed the lantern and turned her over. "Shit."
"What? What is it?"
He tried to contain his laughter.
"Damn it Max! This isn't funny! I'm in a lot of fucking pain!"
"Sorry. Um, it's just that you have about thirty splinters in your ass."
Sorry it took so long to get this out and sorry that it's so short. Real life sucks!
Thanks for all of the encouragement!
|posted on 17-Oct-2002 3:16:57 PM by sydniepaige|
|Hi everyone! (big wave)|
Just want to let you know that I'll have the next part up either tonight or tomorrow. It all depends on my daugter's foot. She was bitten by a spider on Monday and she's stuck at home with her foot up. Have you ever tried to keep a 5 year old still?
Also I want to thank Sophia for nominating me for Best NC-17 Fic. It means so much to me.
Thanks for all of the wonderful feedback!
|posted on 17-Oct-2002 8:27:51 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 29 |
Liz was lying on her stomach in the Emergency Room on a gurney as her mother and Max watched the young, good looking resident pluck wood from her ass.
"OW!" She yelped. "I thought you said you numbed it!"
"Sorry. Some of the pieces are quite deep."
Liz sighed and glared at Max. "You are SO gonna pay for this!"
Nancy stiffled her laughter. "And why is that, dear?"
Liz noticed her mother's jovial looking face. "You're finding this very humerous, aren't you?"
Nancy laughed and nodded. "Oh come on Lizzie. You were having sex with your boyfriend and got an ass full of splinters. It's funny ... embarrassing, but funny."
"Just a few more." The doctor informed her.
"Oh joy." Liz replied sarcastically.
Max remained silent.
Slowly, Liz walked into the house.
"Do you want to sit on the couch, baby?" Max asked with his voice full of concern.
Once again, she glared at him. "Do you wanna sleep on it?" She bit out.
"Okay. So that's a no. Why don't I carry you upstairs and get a bath ready for you?"
Liz softened. "That I can use. Thank you."
Max gently lifted his girlfriend up into his arms and carefully started up the stairs.
Philip chuckled. "He's going to pay for this one for a while."
Jeff nodded in agreement. "You know, I should be furious about the circumstances, but it's just too damn funny."
"Stop it you two! That poor girl is in pain and you're laughing at her."
They continued to laugh. "Not to her face. Come on, Di. You don't find it the least bit funny?"
"Of course I do." She whispered. But I at least know to wait until she's out of ear shot."
Max helped Liz sit in the huge tub.
"No! No Max. This hurts too much."
He pulled her up. "I got an idea. He stripped down and grabbed his trunks that were hanging on the towel rack. Then he got into he tub. "Just lie on your stomach on top of me and I'll take care of you."
As she settled on top of him, Max grabbed the soap the doctor gave her and lathered his hands. "I'll be as gentle as I can. I promise."
She winced when he touched her.
"Soory, baby." Softly he rubbed circles on her wounds with the soap.
A knock came from the door. "Liz? Honey?"
"The door's opened." Max responded.
Nancy entered. "Oh, uh..."
"It's okay, Mrs. Parker. I have my trunks on. She couldn't sit in the tub so..."
She put her hands up. "I understand. I just wanted to let you know that we're turning in for the night."
Liz nodded. Her head resting on Max's chest. "Okay Mom. ... I'm sorry that you had to start your vacation off in the emergency room."
"As long as you okay, that's all that matters." Nancy headed out the door and then stopped. "Just don't get caught naked on top of anymore piano crates." She laughed as she shut the door.
Liz sighed. "I'm never gonna live this down."
Maria couldn't stop laughing. "I'm sorry, but this is just so ridiculous."
"Okay, it is, but I'm still gonna make Max be my hunky, naked man slave."
"What'd the doctor say?"
"I have to keep the wounds clean and stay off my back as much as possible which basically means I'm lying on my stomach. Now, that's enough about me. How are the wedding plans?"
"Done. As long as everything stays on schedule, I'll be Maria Guerin in a month."
Liz smiled. "Doesn't this still seem all so surreal? You and Michael are getting married next month and Max and I are getting married in a couple of years. And to think, all I wanted was to have sex with him."
Once again, Maria laughed, "Honestly Liz, it could never have been just sex with you and Max. You've been in love with him since you were like eight."
"True. It's just ... I never thought Max The Player Evans would ever even want to be seen with me. Let alone want to marry me."
"You sell yourself too short, chica. Michael was telling me that when Max was in the 7th grade, he got his first hard on just staring at you when you were giving your report on photosynthesis."
Liz giggled. "Oh my God! I remember that. He asked for a restroom pass and then hauled ass out of there. ... You know this little insight could be fun. ... When my ass heals anyway."
A very deep male groan was heard over the phone line. Then Maria giggled.
"Uh, Maria, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I just got out of the shower when you called and I'm kinda layin' on my bed nekkid. Michael just walked in my bedroom."
Liz shook her head. "Okay, that's my cue to say goodbye."
"I'm thinking that's a good idea cuz Michael's doin' a striptease."
"Bye Lizzie. Stay off those piano..."
Liz turned the phone off.
Later that day, Max was straddling Liz's legs, rubbing an antibiotic cream on her lower back/ upper butt.
She sighed. "If this didn't hurt so bad, it would almost be erotic."
Max groaned. "Believe me, this is VERY erotic. Unfortunately, the only gratification I'll be gettin' is from jerkin' off in the bathroom."
Liz smiled. "Ooh, can I watch? I mean it's the least you could do since it IS your fault I can't get gratified."
He growled as he got off the bed. "Fine." He helped her up. "Come on ... Pinocchio butt."
She acted shocked but followed him into the bathroom.
Yikes! This sucks. Sorry.
|posted on 27-Oct-2002 9:22:27 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 30 |
Liz dunked her head under the water of the hot tub and then re-emerged, pushing her hair back and wiping the water from her face. They'd been in Florida for two weeks and with the exception of a couple of sore spots, she was healed. At least enough to sit in the hot tub in her bikini.
She closed her eyes and enjoyed the hypnotic rhythm that the sound of the bubbling water made. It was very relaxing.
It also gave her time to think.
Her injury had shown her that Max truly was the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life. He was loving, attentive, gentle and had masturbated daily for her.
She smiled at the memory.
He'd close his eyes and breath out through his nose hard as his hand began gliding up and down his engorged shaft. His lids would slowly open and seek out her eyes. Their stare would only remain locked for a few moments and her gaze would go back down to his cock. He'd moan and grunt and huskily say her name. She's speak to him in a soft, seductive tone. When she did, his hand would pump faster. It wouldn't be long after that he'd cum.
Liz felt the water level rise. She opened her eyes to find her lover sitting across her. "Why are you so far away?"
He shrugged. "No reason."
"How was your basketball game with Kelly?"
"It was good."
"That's nice." She let her head fall back and let the warmth of the water envelope her senses. "I've been thinking."
"About what?" He moved closer to her.
She looked at him. "I don't want to hide our engagement any longer. Mom and I have gotten a lot closer since we've been here and I don't want to keep anything from her."
Max pulled her onto his lap. "Liz, if that's what you want, then we'll tell them." He sat her beside him and took the chain from around her neck and slid the ring off of it. "Elizabeth Parker, I love you. I've loved you since the first day of 3rd grade. I want to spend the rest of my life with you." He got down on one knee in the water. "Will you marry me?"
Liz stroked his cheek. "I love you, Max, and I will marry you."
He slipped his ring on her finger and they kissed.
When it ended, she pulled away from him and started playing with his hair. It was a little longer than shoulder length. "Promise me something."
"Unless it's absolutely necessary, don't cut your hair shorter than this."
He gave her a sexy half smile. "You like my hair, huh?"
She nodded and smiled. "Mm hmm. It's very sexy. It just screams 'Fuck me'!"
"Is that right?"
She nodded. "Mm hmm."
"Is it talkin' to you right now?"
She smiled. Mm hmm."
His lips were on hers in an instant. He sat next to her and pulled her onto lap once more without breaking the kiss. She moved to straddle him and their swimsuits covered bodies began grinding into each others.
"I need more." Liz gasped. "It's been too long."
Their bodies parted just long enough to rid them of their clothes and she sheathed his cock with her warm, wet pussy.
"Oh GOD!" He groaned. "It has been too long."
She road him furiously getting him as deep as she could. wanting him to touch her soul.
Diane and Philip were about to go out to the deck to fire up the grill but quickly changed their minds when they saw a naked Liz moving on top of their son.
"Should we stop them?" Philip questioned.
Diane laughed. "Do you want to be the one that interrupts them? I sure as hell don't want to."
"Philip, they're young and in love. As much as I want to keep Max my little boy and beg him to slow down, it's not going to happen. Besides, Liz is wearing the engagement ring on her finger now. They're probably celebrating the same way we did 25 years ago today."
He smiled at the memory. "That was a magical night." He took his wife in his arms and kissed her breathlessly.
A half hour later, Max lit the grill. "My dad was supposed to do this."
Liz giggled. "I'm kinda glad he didn't. He'd have gotten quite a show." She hugged him from behind. "I know this is your parent's celebration, but can we tell them today?"
He turned in her arms and put his arms around her. "My mom will love that. She's sappy like that."
Philip walked outside. "Thanks Max. I was going to do that, but I was delayed."
"No problem Dad. Liz and I were just ... foolin' around out here."
Philip nodded his head. So that's what they're calling it now. He thought. "How's your back feeling, Liz?"
"Much better, thank you." She kissed Max sweetly. "I'm gonna see if Mom needs any help in the kitchen."
"Okay." He kissed her again. "I gonna find your dad and have a little talk with him."
She smiled. "Good luck."
Jeff Parker was watching a baseball game when Max entered the television room.
"Mr. Parker, may I speak with you? Please?"
Jeff nodded but continued watching the game.
"You see, I love your daughter ... more than life itself and she loves me and well, I've asked her to marry me and she said..."
Max shook his head. "Sir, did you even hear a word I said?"
"Yeah, sure. You and Lizzie are getting married. I already knew."
Jeff looked at Max and smiled. "My daugher has always played with the charms on her necklace. Your ring was no exception."
"Oh ... So are you okay with this?"
"Max, I don't approve of the sexual activity you and Liz, but I see the way you look at my little girl ... and the way you've taken care of her these last couple of weeks. You love her. You're a good man, Max. All I ask is that you make Liz happy ... and you do."
"Thank you, sir."
They shook hands.
"Promise me one thing." Jeff said.
Like father, like daughter. "What's that?"
"Please ... please don't make me a grandfather until after college."
Max smiled and nodded.
"So you haven't set a date yet?" Nancy asked her daughter.
"No, Mom. "We're not planning to actually get married for a couple of years. ... Maybe. ... I'm pretty sure."
Nancy laughed at her daughter's indecisiveness. "Whatever you do, please don't just run off and elope. Let your father and me spoil you rotten with an overpriced lavish wedding."
Liz hugged her mother. "I wouldn't have it any other way."
Okay guys, this story will be ending in a few more parts. Probably less than 10. I haven't decided if I'm gonna do a sequel or not. If I do, it won't be for awhile.
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|posted on 15-Nov-2002 7:19:21 PM by sydniepaige|
|Just a note to let you know that I haven't dropped off the face of the earth. I'm getting married in a few weeks and all the last minute details are driving me crazy. I should have the next part of this and The Next Chapter up next week. Thanks for your patience.|
|posted on 26-Nov-2002 9:31:43 PM by sydniepaige|
|I am SO sorry that it took me longer to get this out than I wanted. On top of all the last minute preps for my wedding, I have a sinus infection. This isn't as long as I wanted it to be, but I hope you enjoy.|
Liz sighed when she looked around her bedroom. The Florida trip was just a memory and the real world was the here and now.
Maria and Michael's wedding was in a week and there was still things to do.
Her phone rang.
"God I miss you."
She smiled at the sound of Max's voice. "Me too. Come pick me up and we'll go meet Michael and Maria."
"You gotta car. You come pick ME up."
"My, my, my. Aren't YOU cocky."
"I don't know. Why don't you come over here and we'll find out just how COCKY I am."
"Mmm... I like the sound of that." A knock came from the door. "Hold on ... Come in ...Oh hey. ... Baby, let me call you right back. Maria's here."
Max groaned. "Great. Now I'm gonna hafta take cake of my ... cockiness myself."
"Poor baby. I'll make it up to you tonight. I love you."
Yeah right. If you really loved me, you'd come over here and sck my co... Oh, hey Mom."
Liz laughed. "Bye Max." She hung up.
"Let me see your butt." Maria grabbed the back of her shorts.
"Jeez Maria, I missed you too."
"Come on Liz. I'm your best friend. ... Now, show me your ass."
Liz sighed. "Fine." She lifted her shirt and lowered her shorts a few inches. There on her lower back and upper butt were dozens of healeddark pink marks.
"I know. I'm thinking about getting a tattoo to cover most of it."
"What are you gonna get, a freakin' battle ship?"
Liz shrugged. "No! I was thinking about something sexy. Maybe roses."
"Lizzie, it would take a garden."
"My ass is not that big!"
"That's not what I mean. It's spread out across your back and bottom. Why don't you just use some of your sex fortune and have plastic surgery?"
Liz giggled. "Or I could do that. ... Okay, that's enough about that. We need to go over your checklist."
Maria smiled. "Well, your dress and Max's tux are pretty much all that's left. My mother and Isabel have everything else under control."
"Okay, so let's call the guys and get goin'."
Max was stretched out on his bed. "I don't care if you think I need a haircut, Iz. I'm under STRICT orders not to do so."
He grinned. "By the woman who likes to tangle her fingers in it when she cu..."
Isabel put her hands up to silence him. "Okay. Enough! I get it."
Her phone rang. "Yeah? ... Oh hey baby. Iz and I were just talkin' bout you. ... You know, just how ya like to grab my hair when we're..."
Isabel quickly left the room.
Max laughed. "That'll teach her to tell me to get a haircut. ... Damn straight. My hair is yours. ... Okay, I'll be waitin'. Love you too." He hung up.
He got off his bed and walked into his closet. He grabbed a black t-shirt and slipped it over his head tucking it into his tight black jeans. He grabbed his wallet off his dresser and ran downstairs to wait for Liz.
When Liz saw Max in his tux, she almost jumped him. Especially when he pulled his hair into a ponytail.
"What d'ya think?" He asked her.
She purred in response.
"So, how does it feel?" The attendant asked.
Maria laughed. "It looks a little tight in the crotch. Doncha think, Liz?"
Liz licked her lips. "I think it looks perfect."
Michael shook his head. "And Isabel says we're bad."
Maria whacked Liz in the arm. "Mi hija, stop droolin' over Maxie and try on your dress. Let him drool for awhile."
That evening, they all dined at Chez Pierre.
"So, Maxwell..." Michael started. "Since you're still alive, I assume that Mr. Parker didn't catch you doin' the nasty with his daughter on your little trip."
"For your infromation, Michael, because of my ... mishap, there wasn't a lot of nasty to be caught at. Now, Max doing himself..."
Max shoved a breadstick into his lover's mouth. "Mr. Parker and I are fine. He and I had a pretty decent talk when I told him Liz and I are getting married."
"Have you set a date yet?" Maria inquired.
Liz finsihed chewing the bread in her mouth. "Not yet. We still want to get a couple of years of school behind us first. Then again, we'll be living together so there's really no hurry."
Michael shook his head. "Personally, I can't wait to marry Blondie over here." He picked her hand up and kissed it.
Maria smiled at him and cupped his face with her free hand. "You can be so sweet sometimes."
He gave her a cocky grin. "Just don't let that get around. I don't want my rep a badass ruined."
Max laughed outloud. "Buddy, I hate to tell ya this, but I think you killed that rep when you put that suit on and walked into this restaurant."
Michael shook his head. "Damn."
Liz cleared her throat. "Now, if you don't mind, I'd like to talk a little business. ... I've been thinking about the Platground. I'm thinking about making it into more of a hotel than just a..."
"Hourly pleasure palace?" Maria finished for her.
Liz smiled and nodded. "Exactly. All of the rooms can remain themed but no longer will we offer hourly rates. In turn it will increase business and raise profits."
"Wow!" Max rubbed her back. "When did you come up with that?"
Liz bit her bottom lip. "In the car from Michael's apartment to here. We drove by that new motel that they're building on Main and I thought 'Wow,that's gonna boost local business' and then everything just kinda fell into place."
Maria shook her head. "The way your mind works baffles me."
Max grinned. "It turns me on."
"You're gonna make a ton of money." Michael observed.
"WE are going to make a ton of money. The more money the Playground makes, the more money you and Michael will make as well."
"I like the way this girl thinks." Michael smiled. "Whata we gotta do to convert it?"
"Not much actually. Originally it was a hotel. Kind of an oasis in the desert before my grandfather turned it into the Playground. All of the rooms are already furnished with bathrooms. Some rooms will need beds and we can put televisions in them. We've got a fully fuctioning kitchen and dining room. I'll have to file the proper paperwork, but Max's dad can help me with that."
Max kissed her. "You amaze me."
She shrugged. "I don't know why. ... Why don't we finish up with dinner and then drive out to the Playground. We can draw up some plans and then ... play."
Max and Michael put their napkins on the table and at the same time replied. "Done!"
|posted on 20-Dec-2002 5:27:41 PM by sydniepaige|
|Twas the night before my wedding...|
I'll post more as soon as I get back from my honeymoon in about a week and a half. Thanks for all of the well wishes.
|posted on 30-Dec-2002 9:14:32 PM by sydniepaige|
I had the most incredible wedding and honeymoon. My husband (I love saying that) and I spent a week in a cabin away from everything. It was perfect. In fact I did a LOT of research for the next part which should be out in a few days.
|posted on 4-Jan-2003 9:13:56 PM by sydniepaige|
|Just bumping myself to let you know that I'm still working on the next part. This whole being married thing is quite exhausting and very time consuming.|
Thanks for being patient with me.
|posted on 7-Jan-2003 10:34:41 PM by sydniepaige|
|Part 32 |
Liz shut the door to one of the suites. It already had everything; a living area, full bathroom and a separate bedroom. It was very elegant.
Max immediately removed the tie he was wearing and then released his hair from the band that held it in a ponytail.
"I can't believe how full this place is tonight. Imagine almost having to have a reservation to my own place of business." Liz said as she moved to Max slowly and then slowly removed his jacket.
He grinned down at her. "Good thing there was a cancellation. Otherwise we'd be spending the evening with Michael and Maria in their new apartment."
She smiled. "Well, Mr. Evans, now that you have me here, what will you do with me?"
Max stroked her face gently. "Love you." His mouth slowly fell on hers. The kiss was deep and gentle and erotic.
Liz pulled away and led him to the bedroom.
He was very impressed with the room.
It had a king-size canope bed with sheer lace curtains around it, a hot tub and curiously, a long, thin, leather ... well, it looked like a kind of a balance beam.
We'll definitely have to try that next time. He thought. "How much do you normally charge for this room?" He pulled her flush up against him.
Her fingers threaded through his hair. "Twenty-five hundred an hour." She pulled his mouth to hers."
With their mouths still fused, they managed to work their way over to the bed.
"Lie on the bed!" Liz demanded.
Max smiled and did as he was told.
As quickly as she could, she divested her lover of all of his clothes. Then she took hers off, leaving her in only a thong.
She climbed onto the bed and crawled up his body, nipping and licking her way up to his mouth.
"You're not naked yet." Max observed.
"You don't expect me to all the work, do you?"
He growled. "Anyway I want?"
Liz nodded. "Anyway you want."
He rolled her onto her back and hovered over her. He kissed her passionately and then proceeded to trail his tongue down her body. When he reached the silk barrier, he hesitated. "Hmm ... What to do? What to do?"
The scent of her arousal filled his nostrils. He grabbed the top of her thong and pulled it down just enough to expose the neatly trimmed triangle patch of hair. He licked his lips and then her sex.
"Ohh..." Liz's body arched off the bed and into his mouth.
Max ate her hungrily and some time during his feast, her thong was ripped from her body. Her legs were placed on his shoulders so his tongue could penatrate her further, making her cum flow into his mouth in abundance.
Once he had his fill, he moved back up her body and kissed her, letting her taste herself.
Seconds later, he pushed his hardness deep inside her, catching Liz completely off guard.
"Oh God Max!" She screamed.
"Did I hurt you?" He questioned as he slowly pumped in and out of her.
She shook her head and wrapped her legs around his waist. "Just fuck me!"
And he did. He wanted to make her scream. He moved her legs higher and spread them wider as he slammed deep, deeper into her core making her body convulse with absolute pleasure.
"Unh..." Was the only sound she could seem to make. It was a little painful but it felt so damn good at the same time. So good that she came three times before she felt Max's hot cum explode inside her.
His body continued to spasm as he slowly came down from the pleasure only Liz could bring him, and he collapsed on top of her.
"You're such a great fuck." He mumbled against her chest.
She laughed. "You're not so bad yourself." She ran her hand through his sweat drenched hair. "I love you, Max."
Max kissed herright breast. "I love you too." He glanced over at the clock. "We better get goin'."
"I don't wanna. My body's tired."
"Sorry babe. I gotta get you home. I promised your dad."
Liz pouted. "No fair."
He moved off of her. "Soon, baby, very soon, we will be living in Boston in our great apartment."
She smiled. "I can't wait."
Before long, it was Saturday morning and Maria was a nervous wreck. Not because she was marrying Michael, because Isabel was driving her nuts.
"Do you think you could work a little faster on her hair, Liz? We're on a very tight schedule."
"Isabel, I appreciate everything you're doing, but your schedule is taking all the fun out of my wedding day."
Isabel sighed. "I'm sorry, Maria. I know I tend to get carried away. I just want everything to be perfect for you and Michael."
Maria laughed. "Isabel, as long as Michael shows up, it'll be perfect."
"Hand me the flowers." Liz told Isabel.
She handed her brother's fiancee the delicate wreath of flowers and Liz placed it on Maria's head.
"How do you like it here?" Liz asked.
"Perfect." Maria smiled.
"I still can't believe you're not wearing a veil." Isabel shook her head.
"I couldn't find one I liked. Besides, this goes perfect with my dress."
Liz sprayed Maria's hair with hairspray then turned to Isabel. "You're up, make-up lady."
"Remember Isabel. Subtle." Maria told her.
Michael stood behind the church, smoking a cigarette.
"When Maria smells that on you, you're gonna have a frigid honeymoon." Max slapped him on the back.
Michael shook his head. "Nope. I got permission."
Max chuckled. "Can I bum one?"
The goom looked shocked. "What would Elizabeth say?"
"Shut the fuck up and give me a damn cigarette." He grabbed it, lit it and took a long drag. When he exhaled, he sounded completely satisfied. "Ahh ... that is good."
Michael cocked his eyebrow at his best friend. "We are so whipped."
Max continued smoking. "Yes, my friend, we are ... And I wouldn't have it any other way."
"Me either. Shit man, I'm getting married in fifteen minutes. Who'da thunk that?"
"You and Maria are great for each other. You've changed a lot since September."
Michael nodded. "We both have. Look at you when school started. Just look at bad ass Max Evans now ... in love, engaged and goin' to Harvard."
"I guess we grew up." He grinned. "But I still ain't gettin' rid of my bike."
Michael and Max stood at the alter of the church. The music started and the bridal party proceeded down the aisle.
Max was transfixed by the sight of Liz walking towards him. He kept thinking, Two more years and she'll be my bride.
She smiled at him and gave him a wink as she took her place.
The wedding march began and Maria, accompannied by her mother appeared.
The smile that grew on Michael's face was one that no one had seen before. No one but Maria. It was the smile that she first saw when she told him she'd marry him.
When she reached the alter, Amy kissed her daughter's cheek and placed Maria's hand in Michael's. "Take care of her." She whispered.
Michael nodded. "For the rest of my life."
The ceremony was simple but wonderful. Michael was so wrapped up in Maria's beauty that Max had to nudge him so he could recite his vows.
The minister pronounced them husband and wife and with tears in his eyes, Michael gave his wife the sweetest, most tender kiss he'd ever given her.
Okay, this isn't what I wanted it to be, but I wanted to get something out to you.
Thank you for all the well wishes on my wedding. It was definitely the second best day of my life. The first being the birth of mt daughter almost six (yikes) years ago.
|posted on 26-Jan-2003 7:25:56 PM by sydniepaige|
|Forgive me if this part tends to ramble or doesn't make sense. It's transitional.|
While Michael and Maria were honeymooning in Florida at the Evans beach house, Max and Liz were overseeing the plans to turn the Playground into a five-star, adult hotel. First thing on the agenda, explaining to their parents exactly what kind of business it was.
They were shocked to say the least.
Jeff kept shaking his head. "I can't believe that my parents owned a place like that. On top of that, my mother left it to my then sixteen year old daughter."
"Daddy, I didn't take possession of it until my 18th birthday. Until then, all money earned was put into a trust."
Nancy found it slightly amusing. "Oh come on honey. When you heard a place like that exsisted, you wanted to take me there."
"Eww!" Liz shuddered.
"That's before I knew my daughter owned it."
Philip was reading through Liz's proplosal for the remodel. "What kind of capital are you planning on putting into this?"
Liz pulled out a file folder from her backpack. "Here's our current financial statement and projected earnings after."
Philip looked over the pages. "This is after expenses?"
Liz nodded. "Our biggest expense has always been cleaning and laundry. Each room is completely sterilized after each guest leaves. The numbers are correct. I ran them myself."
Philip looked perplexed.
"What?" Jeff and Nancy asked.
"The Playground has a 3 million dollar surplus."
Even Max was shocked.
"Think about it. The kitchen and dining room are rarely used. The only expenses are staff saleries, electricity, cleaning, laundry, water and insurance."
"This is unbelievable." Jeff was shaking his head. He looked at his daughter. "How much money do you have in your personal account?"
She bit her bottom lip. "Accounts." She smiled. "In all probably 25 million. Grandma left me a trust. Originally it was supposed to be spilt between me and Jess, but..."
Max looked at her in disbelief. "What?"
Liz giggled nervously. "Did I forget to mention that?"
"I knew Claudia left you something, but this is just ... wow." Nancy ran her fingers through her hair.
Liz wasn't listening to her mother. Her eyes were on Max. He sat across the room from her, shaking his head.
Max's motorcycle was barreling down the raod headed out to the dessert. Liz's arms were wrapped tightly around his waist as he steered.
He pulled off the raod and down a path that he'd gone down more than a hundred times. He came to a stop at a large rock formation.
They pulled their helmets off,
"Tell me what's wrong, Max."
He pulled the band out of his hair and shook it loose. "I don't know. I knew you had money. I just didn't realize how much."
"What difference does it make? I've had the money all along."
Max was quiet.
"This is ridiculous. You're pissed because of something as stupid as money."
"I'm not pissed, Liz. It's just ... What can I possibly offer you that you can't get yourself?" He turned and faced away from her.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed the side of her face against his back. "Your love, Max. That's all I want from you. Having the money only means that we'll never have to worry about anything. Our children will never have to worry about anything. Our grandchildren..."
He turned in her arms and kissed her. "Let's not plan those kids too soon." He grinned. "Your dad'll kill me."
"I'm not saying now. ... But when we do, everything will be okay. We just have to remember that the money's nice, but it's not everything."
Max nodded. "So I guess the fifty foot yacht's out?"
She goosed his side. "What would we do with a yacht?"
He shrugged. "Hell if I know, but it sounded good."
"I love you Max."
He kissed the tip of her nose. "I love you too."
As their kiss began, a light rain began to fall. It went completely unnoticed by the young lovers.
Jeff stared at the papers before him. "I can't believe my mother did this. Well, I mean, she was always secretive about her finances, but to set up Lizzie with that large of a trust fund ... and that place..."
Nancy wrapped her arms around his neck. "Think of it this way. We'll never have to worry about our daughter's security. Claudia knew that Liz was responsible." She grinned sadly. "Jessica would have blown it all by now."
"They definitely are two different personalities. Liz has always had long term plans. Jess never saw beyond the moment she was in." He sighed. "It's like she knew."
Nancy nodded. "It would have been nice if she were more like her little sister." She put her hand on her stomach. Maybe the next one will..."
"I've already had a little talk with Max. He's assured me that there won't be any babies for awhile."
She rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You can be so dense sometimes. Jeff, I'm pregnant."
His eyes grew wide. "What? You're what?"
She moved and sat in her husband's lap. "We're having a baby."
"At your age?"
She hit him. "Excuse me, we're the same age you dumb ass."
"No, I mean ... We're having a baby?"
She nodded. "In eight months."
Jeff smiled but didn't say anything.
Nancy shook her head. "You want a boy, don't you?"
"It would be nice." He kissed her sweetly. "Of course, if it happens to be another girl, that'd be okay too."
He kissed her again.
"Let's not tell Liz just yet. At my age, this is going to be a high risk pregnancy. She's moving in a couple of weeks and I don't want her feeling that she needs to stay because of me."
Jeff nodded. "I agree. But when she does find out, I know she'll be very happy."
"Then we'll tell her during my second trimester."
He brushed her hair from her face. "Whatever you want. Just as long as you take care of yourself and do everything the doctor tells you to do."
She put her hand to his cheek. "I'm not going to let anything happen to this baby. I promise."
Jeff lay her back on the couch and started kissing her. Liz and Max walked in.
"Eww! Don't you guys have a bedroom for this kind of thing?"
Her parents started laughing. Got up and left.
"Parental lust is just so gross." Liz told her fiance.
|posted on 30-Jan-2003 2:38:53 PM by sydniepaige|
|Happy Birthday to Me!!! |