Special Occasion
A Round Robin Fic by the Mannyac
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Occasion" hi all!!! The name "Special Occasion" was chosen not as a title, but is supposed to represent all of us Manny Fans, and our love for the show. Who knows, maybe by the end of the story it will indeed be a "Special Occasion". (If someone comes up with a better name, we can change it) Ok, well, lets have fun this weekend. (After the reader or writer finishes, please note that you would like to go next) Thank you all. I would like to have Danny and Michelle remain the main focus, but include the rest of the cast, and maybe even the cast of other shows, it is up to whomever is writing at the time. I am open to anything. Background Information: Danny and Michelle have already meet when both of them attended Springfield U, Danny during his last year, (he already know what his family did for a living), they didn't go out or anything like that, just became friendly. They had brief interaction with each other. Many years after that (take it away!!!) Debs |
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One As the first rays of dawn broke through her bedroom, Michelle shifted in her bed once more, a last attempt to become comfortable. Soon she would stop pretending sleep was even an option. Very soon. Grimacing, Michelle accessed, and then addressed her problem . It was the man sleeping peacefully in the bed next to her. Well, almost next to her. She had been stealthily shifting away from his form all night. Casual sex had never been one of her fantasies. But, a relationship was. The problem was at 28, a relationship seemed impossible far away. So many of her goals had been attained : a residency in her home town, a secure future, and a beautiful home of her own. Only love eluded her. And Michelle freely admitted to herself. She wanted love. Not just a significant other, not just a relationship. She realized now that love was what she was seeking. Only that. "Stop wanting it all Michelle Bauer." she whispered into the night, chiding herself. "All" definitley did not include Bill Lewis. With his honey-blond hair and squared jaw he was more than attractive. They had been friends forever, but in her heart she had always known they could never be lovers. Not in the truest since anyway. He was just not what she needed. If only she knew what she did. The sharp ring of the phone abruptly drug Michelle from her thoughts. Glancing over at bill, she saw he hadn't even stirred. Somehow she as not surprised. Shaking her head, she lifted the receiver, prepared for a call from the hospital. "Michelle," an intense voice broke through, even before she could answer. "Michelle Bauer?" "Yes," she answered, confused. The voice was vaguely familiar. "It's me. Daniel...Daniel Santos. Do you remember?" Michelle's memory flashed to his warm chocolate eyes." "Yes Danny, I do," she continued to whisper, smiling. Her memory flashed again to cool spring days at Springfield University, when the would meet to eat together on the lawns, or even just to talk. "What's wrong," she asked, finding her voice. He didn't even pause. "I need you." The words send a strange shiver through her. "My brother, my brother Mick has been shot. I need you to help him." "Please," he added. There was a strange note in his voice, a voice that was harder than she remembered. "Danny," she said, sitting straighter. "You have to call an ambulance. You have to get him to the hospital." "No," Danny's voice sharp, cut through hers. "He can't go anywhere. Not now. It's ...complicated." "What do you mean?" Already Michelle was up, pulling clothes together. "Michelle," Danny's voice was now strangely cold. "You have to come here, now. In five minutes a car will me outside to pick you up. Get in it." "Danny, how did you know I would do this? We haven't spoken in years." He couldn't know she was already dressed. "I just knew Michelle," his voice was warm again. "I need you." He needed her. "I am on my way."
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Two Michelle quickly got up threw on some clothes and pulled her brown curls back into a ponytail. She was being very careful as not to wake Bill...because if he was to wake up she would have to explain to him what was going on, and she didn't even think she could expain it to herself. Her mind kept telling her not to get involved in this, but for some reason she just knew she had to get over there. Some kind of instinct was telling her to go. It was a strange instinct though...it wasn't just her feeling/duty as a doctor to go help this mans brother....it was something bigger than that...it was heart telling her to go. She went outside and saw a car waiting to pick her up. Without a word the driver opened the door and Michelle got in. This man was kind of scary she thought to herself. They arrived at a remote section of the woods, Michelle wasn't even sure where she was. Danny opened the car door and hurried Michelle over to his brother Mick. Danny turned to the driver and said "Dietz, did anybody follow you here?" Dietz replied "No, Boss." Michelle quickly opened her doctors bag and began attending to Mick. However, it was too late, Mick was dead. Danny eyes were full of anger and he vowed revenge on the killers. Danny turned to Michelle and said "I need your help." Michelle said, "It's too late Mick is gone, there is nothing I can do to bring him back." Danny said "I called you for two reasons, both reasons were to help Mick. You did what could, but now I need more. I need you to help me find out who murdered Mick." Michelle was scared, how in the world could she know anything about this. Danny said "when I heard gun shots, I ran back to Mick, he was laying on the ground trying to tell me something. He kept mumbling something about a policeman and the club millennium." Michelle said "what can I do?" Danny said "I have a feeling I know who is involved, and you will help me." Michelle very frightened at this point, just wanted to get out of there, but something was compelling her to help Danny. Danny said "I believe that your friend Drew Jacobs and her sleezy cop boyfriend, David Grant are involved. They must pay......" Michelle stared into Danny's dark eyes, she was scared, but at the same time comforted. What was it about this guy, and why did she feel this compelling need to help him? |
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Three As she rode to the Millennium with Danny, she couldn’t help reflecting back on the man she had met so long ago. They had met when she was only a naïve freshman, he a very mature senior at Springfield University. She had been eating her lunch out of the front lawn on a sweet, Indian summer day, when some of her biology papers she had been studying were taken away by a sudden wind. Before she had the chance to run after them though, a tall, dark stranger had gathered them up for her and brought them to her side. As she had smiled up into his dark brown eyes, she had felt an immediate connection to him, something she had never been able to explain. They had struck up a conversation and a friendship that would last until he graduated. After that though, they had some how lost touch. Danny had been caught up in his family business…and she had met Jesse. Now, glancing over at the man she had been such good friends with so long ago, she could barely recognize him. Gone was the easy smile, the quick laugh…in their place were new wrinkles, hardness around the mouth…and a sorrow in the eyes. Her eyes darkened, as she thought about just what that mouth could do…and she felt her pulse quicken. “I’m sorry about your brother,” Michelle said softly. Sighing softly, he glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. ”It’s okay,” he whispered softly. “I…I should have known it would happen sooner or later. Mick…Mick wasn’t exactly a nice guy.” “I’m still sorry,” she whispered, and to her surprise and his, she reached over and took his hand in hers. Warm and strong, surprisingly tender, he clasped her hand tightly. “I’m just sorry it took this to bring you back into my life,” she said. He turned into the Millennium parking lot and turned to look her in the eyes. His dark eyes seemed to stare down into her very soul, making her already quick pulse quicken even more. Suddenly before she had even taken a breath, his hard, insistent mouth was on hers. All thought was blown away as she opened her mouth to allow him deeper access. |
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Four "Danny," I say softly as the kiss ends. He kisses my forehead before saying, "I have waited forever to do that." "I wish you hadn't." He gives me a warm smile. The Danny I knew is still there. "Danny, exactly what are we going to say to Drew? Why do you think she is involved? And David is such a great guy and detective." "Michelle, I know that you are aware what my family does for a living." I nod my head yes. He continues, "Mick was dealing drugs at Millennium and David Grant knew it. The deal was if Mick would give David a 30% cut of the profits, he would look the other way. But David got greedy and Mick wanted to end the deal. Mick told me two days ago that he was meeting with David today to make another deal." "But what does this have to do with Drew," I ask not quite sure I want to know. Danny looks away from me, tears forming in his eyes. "Mick was secretly in love with Drew and felt David treated her poorly. The deal was if David let Drew go, Mick would let David keep his 30% cut. If he didn't let Drew go, Mick would tell her and the police how David was on the take. Turns out Drew already knew and didn't give a damn about my brother." "Did you actually see who shot Mick?" "No, but I know it was them. I know it. The car was speeding off as I arrived at the scene. It was a black Lexus. Drew owns one just like it." I sigh and say, "Danny, I don't think I should get involved any further. You can't accuse someone of something without hard evidence. I am sorry about Mick, but this is not for me." "What's not for you?" He ponders his question and my previous comment and then, "oh, I see. I'm in the mob and although we have a connection, one that has been there for years, you can't be with me." Before I can answer, he says, "you came to help me without knowing all the details. But one thing you knew for sure is that I am in the mob. You had to have known it was something to do with that part of my life. And now you want me to believe you're scared." "Danny, I haven't seen or heard from you in years. This is not a great way to come back into someone's life. I'm a respected doctor and my family has a respectable reputation. How can I possibly get mixed up with you romantically or otherwise? I’m going to get a cab back to my house. Maybe I’ll see you later.” He doesn’t respond. So, I get out of his car and walk to use the payphone outside of the club. The cab will be here in five minutes. Danny watches me from his car. I stare right back at him. He’s what I need, what I want and what I’ve been waiting for. I know this and so does he. But I can’t just throw away everything I’ve worked for to become a mob princess. No, I’ll just live my life alone and empty knowing that Danny Santos is the only one who can fill the void in my heart.
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Five I find a seat on the curb trying not to notice that Danny is still glaring at me from across the parking lot. 10 minutes go by and still no cab. There's no way I'm moving from this curb though, not after the way I just acted towards Danny. I laugh to myself as I sit and realize the perfect irony of this situation. I've spent so many years searching for exactly what I feel with Danny Santos and yet it's an impossible situation. I'm a Doctor and respected in this community, there's no way I can be involved with a member of the Santos family. Danny's voice interrupts my thoughts. "You know Michelle, you never were one for graceful departures. Problem with the cab?" He's mocking me now? "No problem, my cab will be here any minute" I smirk back at him. "C'mon, get back in the car. I'll drive you home. I'll take you back to Bill Lewis". I'm up in Danny's face. "Excuse me? How in the hell did you know about Bill? Before that phone rang tonight, I hadn't seen or heard from you in years, Danny. What in the HELL is going on" Danny's voice is calm and steady. "Calm down Michelle. My driver ran the tag of the car in your driveway tonight - it came back registered to Bill Lewis. We are a family that takes every precaution, Michelle, we have to be" I feel like such an idiot. What was I thinking? That Danny Santos would actually take time out of his mob life to follow me? To concern himself with what I'm doing, or better yet, WHO I'm doing. "Danny, forgive me, I'm just edgy. It's been a long night" I say embarrassed. "Don't worry about it, Michelle. Now let me take you home" I give in. Besides the fact that I find Danny Santos difficult to refuse, I'm also convinced that my taxi has taken a wrong turn along the way and ended up in China. I'm watching him drive. There's something about this man that turns me on more than anyone I've ever known. I feel my blood starting to get warm just by watching him change the gears. Gawd those hands. Muscular, yet gentle. I want this man! Did I say that out loud? He's stopping in the middle of the road. "Danny, why are we stopping?" "C'mon, I have to show you something" he says, pulling me by my arm across the street and into the surrounding field. "Uh Danny, you mind telling me what we're doing in the middle of this field?" "This is what we're doing here, Michelle, this" he says as he points out a space in between two large trees. "But that's my house" I say confused. "I know it is and I can't lie to you anymore. Michelle, I knew about Bill Lewis the same way I knew about Jesse Blue, Eric Mann, Dylan Wiatt and that tall nerdy guy from Medical School, what was his name, Todd something?" I pull away from Danny, realizing that he HAS been watching me and apparently he's been watching me since college. "You son of a bitch, you're stalking me?" "Gawd no" he replies angrily. Then immediately he's calm again. "No, that's not what it is. Please let me explain" and pulls me back to him again and this time I don't pull away. "Michelle, I have wanted you ever since the day I met you. You brought so many wonderful things to my life. I fell in love with you. The night of your graduation, do you remember that I asked you to meet me in the Garden?" "Yes Danny I remember. I remember that I was there and you weren't. You stood me up and I never heard from you again!" "I wanted you to meet me there that night because I wanted to ask you to spend the rest of your life with me, Michelle. I was on my way there when I got an emergency call on my cell phone" he paused "My father was shot to death by a rival family member" tears are welling up in his eyes - and mine - and I run my hand across his face. "That night changed my life forever, Michelle. I knew that if I loved you, I had to disappear from your life so that you would be safe. But I never forgot you, obviously" he said, pointing to my house through the trees again. "I never stopped loving you and I....." I put my hand over his mouth. For the first time in years I understand why I never found the true love I was searching for. I already had him. I feel wreckless passion building up inside of me and I want him. "Make love to me, Danny. Make love to me, now" I command before letting my tongue slip into his hot, moist mouth. |
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Six In that moonlit field I lost all of my innocence. The words I had spoken and the actions I took would change everything about my life... Our tongues mingled together, gliding and skimming over each other. Shifting positions, I stood up straighter reaching to be closer to him. Our mouths joined in a passionate embrace. His tongue probed deeper and deeper, dipping in and sucking. His mouth and mine mixed in a a dance that was desperate. I had never been kissed like this before. I felt it deep within my body. His mouth pressed against mine. His hands were every where on my body. He held me gently like a porcelain doll, his hands on my hips. As he bent his head to my breasts, and nestled his cheek against the cotton. His hands worked at the buttons of my shirt. One loop, I felt the coolness of his index finger as it fleetingly met my bare skin. The next loop, his mouth on my neck as my head lolled back, my eyes closed enveloped in his warmth. "I want you...I want you so bad" His voice was husky and I felt myself getting wetter. I could feel his want growing against my belly. I didn't care that I was yards from my own house. The house I shared with Bill Lewis. I wanted this man to take me. I wanted to be completely his. I wanted him to give himself to me. Then the buttons on my shirt flew in every direction as he ripped the cloth apart. His patience lost with them. His fingers on my shoulder, he toyed with the strap of my bra, pulling it down my arm. My breasts spilled from the satin cups. He stopped what he was doing then. His eyes clouded over as he stared at my breasts. His breathing was ragged. He brought his forehead to mine. There was complete silence. "Touch me." My voice was quiet, barely a whisper. His hand reached out to cup my breast. He held his hand there and slowly began drawing circles over my nipple with his thumb. It hardened under his touch. Bringing his mouth down he began to suckle. His teeth pulled and tugged. I held his head as my fingers ran through his curls. I rejoiced in the sensation. "You're so soft.", he breathed. Slowly we sank to the ground. The grass was soft and cold with the night dew. I didn't care. Kneeling, we faced each other. I began tugging at his shirt, pulling it from pants. I wanted to feel his skin. He leaned back, away from me. He brought his shirt over his head. I watched my hand, as if it wasn't a part of me, reach out and touch his chest. Both naked from the waist up, we sat in front of each other. His hands mirrored mine. As my fingers traced a pattern on his nipple, his did the same to my own. He grabbed my hand then and laced his fingers with mine. A perfect fit. He pulled me to him and we fell to the lawn. My bare chest plastered to his. We were kissing again. His hands were on my legs, rubbing my thigh. My skirt inched upwards with each caress. I felt his fingers glide over my buttocks. I straddled his waist. Our bodies grinding together we sought pleasure. I felt him hard rubbing against me. With each pass my body felt like it was fire. He reached between my legs and pulled at my panties. I lifted myself off of his body as he pushed them down. The silk dangled from one of my legs but I was naked now. Wet and ready for him. My skirt was bunched around my waist. He was unbuttoning his jeans and pulling them down. Our bodies met again as I lay over him. My hand found him. I wanted to touch him. I wanted to feel him. He was soft, yet so hard, and hot, very hot. I could feel the blood coursing through. He gasped at my touch. "uhhhhhhhhhhh." Then his fingers were in my moisture. "You're so wet." "You're so hard.", I managed. He pulled me to a sitting position. I sat over him. His penis lay hard against my leg. We were kissing, his hands were in my hair. I moved slightly. He began kissing my neck, trailing kisses to the spot below my ear. I sighed. Pleasure ran through me. He pulled my face up and stared at me. Once more looking for confirmation. I opened my legs wider. I could feel him there at the entrance. With one more move he would be inside me. He hesitated . "Don't stop Danny don't stop..." He slid inside me slowly. My body welcomed him, opening more and more to accomodate his size. I held my breath. Our bodies joined completely and he rested there. I moved slightly and then began rocking. He pulled away slowly. Pushed in again. Joined together we began to move in rhythm. Slow and deep. "Are you okay?", he asked. "Uh-huh.", I gulped for air. I had never felt such pleasure. It wasn't physical, as much as emotional. My body belonged here. My heart belonged here. It felt right. He rolled us over.. Reaching down between our legs he began to massage me.My body was loose now. The pleasure was intense. "Oh my God!" "Relax baby. Let it happen." "Danny...I feel...I think...Ohhhhh!" He stopped touching me and began to move. In and out. Fast, hard. He quickened the pace as my body tensed and my back arched. Then he had no reason to hold back any more. His body jerk. Holding me tightly to him. "Ahhhhh..." My body exploded into pieces of sensations and I felt him rushing through me. It was warm and then hot. It was over.... What had I done? |
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Seven I can't believe what I just done. I am only yards away from my house...from Bill!! I can't look at Danny, so I push him off me. So many thoughts are running through my head, I can't even comprehend that Danny is even talking to me. I can feel his eyes on me, watching me run in different directions as I pick of up pieces of my clothing, Oh my god! What have I done? I mumbling to myself, I can't believe it...oh my god.... I try to cover myslef with what left of my clothes. When Danny grabs my arm... "What ? leaving so soon?" He's mad, I won't look him. I try to pull away but he just tighten his grip, " Is that what you wanted? Just to get laid.. is it Michelle?" I finally pull away , "Please Danny don't..." "Don't what! Don't tell you that I love you! Don't tell you that i don't want you to go." "Danny its not that simple .... it's complicated. " I finally say. When I look up, I can see the hurt of what my actions has cause, and I see what I always been afraid of... "I can't not now...." I begin to run, with tears down my eyes, I run back to the house, back to where its safe, back.....to an empty life. I open the door to the house and go upstairs. Bill is still asleep, I forgot he had a day off and that he was going to sleep in. I tip toe straight to the bathroom. I look into the mirror and I see my eyes are puffy and red. My hair is a mess and I can see marks from where Danny had touch me. I can still feel his hands on me. I on the shower and strip down. I step in the shower allowing the warm water to wash over my body. I rest my forehead against the tile, "Your such a coward." I say to myself. I finally get out of the shower and put on the robe. And begin to towel my hair dry. Bill is awake, I see him sitting up in bed, "Morning." "Morning." I walk over to the end of the bed and sit down. I can feel the bed shift and Bill is behind me. He wraps his arms around me. I close my eyes thinking of Danny. But I cant do that to Bill. I ease away from him as I say, "WHy dont you go take a shower while I make some coffee." "Okay," He gives me a quick kiss on the cheek. I feel like I am going to fall apart. I hear Bill whistling through the shower. The phone rings, I pick it up. "Hello?" "This changes nothing Michelle. You will help me." Before I could speak, the line goes dead. What am I going to now?
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Eight He drew her body closer to his. How he had missed her scent. Even after all the time that had passed between them he had ever forgotten her. Her smile, her laugh, those beautiful brown eyes that danced when she laughed, those things were what had gotten him through the bad times. Danny pulled Michelle onto his lap never breaking contact with her mouth. He moaned softly as she rested upon his manhood. In all the time they had been apart he had never once let himself be with anyone else. He couldn't. No matter who it was they never compared to his "Michelle". the electric surge run through her body as he easily removed her top. She didn't make a move to stop him. She was a willing participant in this seduction. This is what she had wanted all along. She wanted to love that had been stolen from her. "You are so beautiful," he gasped as his eyes came to rest over her body. Effortlessly she undid her bra revealing to him her full breasts. She watched his eyes dance with excitement. He ran his "Do you know how much I've missed you?" he whispered hoarsely. Michelle felt hands against her nipples causing her to shudder. Then he took one in his mouth letting his tongue tease its pointed peak. Michelle found herself moaning with pleasure. She leaned in closer to his chest letting him feel her naked body through the thin fabric of his shirt. Her hands wound their way to his belt. It was undone before Danny had realized what was happening. She could feel the heat rising to meet her fingers. She smiled as she watched Danny's eyes close slightly as she made contact with his form. There in the back of the limo stripped naked Danny and Michelle had become one. In a way that they had been unable to do in a very long time. She cried out as their passions heighten. They melted together two halves of a one whole finally allowed to come together again. Michelle was reluctant to move away from him. She was afraid that she would wake up and found herself once again lying beside Bill and not Danny. The thought was more then she was able to bare. "Danny," she began. He silenced her with yet another round of kisses. He knew what she was thinking and he wasn't ready to face it. Right now all that matter was the two of them.
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nine "Michelle..." Danny's voice, now strangley unfamiliar reached out to her. She blinked, trying to focus on the sound. "Michelle," the voice tried again, more insistant this time. Now Danny and Bill's voices were morphing and blending, working togething compiling her guilt. "MIchelle!!!! You are spilling coffee all over the counter and the floor!!! This time the voice belonged only to Bill. Dazed Michelle shook her head, vailiantly trying to force the images of her Danny out of it. They had been together only once and already her every moment was filled with thoughts of him. Love she wanted. Love she needed. This she did not. Looking about her, Michelle confirmed Bill's statement. Coffee from the pot she was holding spilled from counter to floor and was making it's way to Bill's bared toes. He stood before her, one of her towels thrown about his waist in a casual way that only lovers know. It was time for him to leave. "I'm sorry Bill," she said, putting the coffee pot down and reaching for the paper towels. "My mind was wandering." His mouth quirked. "You seem to be doing a lot of that lately," he said. Her eyes flashed, guilty. Were her thoughts about Danny that obvious? "Pardon me?" she squeaked. "What do you mean?" "You have been wandering about. You dissapeared on me for hours this morning." "I was lonely," he added playfully. "Oh that," she breathed, somehow relieved. "I took a walk...I needed to think." "Good things about me I hope," Bill pushed with a smile. Michelle chose not to answer. "Listen Bill," she started awkwardly. "The hospital called while you were in the shower. I need to go in. Do you mind..." "I undertand Michelle," Bill answered, his smile strained. "I will be gone in five." A half hour later, Michelle still stood in her kitchen, nursing a frezzing cup of coffee. In just over six hours her life had been turned upside down. What was worse, if Danny was the cause she wasn't so sure she minded. Without warning, an insistend knock came from her front door. Caught off guard, Michelle's coffee cup crashed to the ground. "Damn," she muttered. "More mess." "Michelle," a female voice rose over the knocking. "Michelle, it's me Drew. You have to let me in." "I have to talk to you."
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Ten "Drew, what's going on?" Drew is already inside the door before Michelle can finish the sentence. "It's David. Last night, he was acting really strange. He kept telling me that he had to 'take care of something'. He left the club around 11:30 and I haven't heard from him since. He's also been hanging out with this guy, Mick, who's been around Millennium a lot lately. He looks like a Mafia wannabe, a real thug." Michelle flinched ever so slightly. She hoped Drew didn't notice. "Mick's no wannabe Drew," she thought to herself. "Michelle, I think there's something going on at the club, and I think David's involved." "Why do you say that?" "Ever since David met Mick, he's become so secretive." He comes and goes at weird hours and won't tell me where's he's going. He offers to go and check on things at the club for me so I don't have to go. He tells me that he doesn't want me to be working so hard, but he's never done that before. Two days ago, he came home mumbling something about a screw-up that was Mick's fault. I'm beginning to be a little worried." "You should be," thought Michelle. |
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Eleven "Look, Drew. I have some things going on and I need to get to the hospital. Okay? I'll call you later." I really don't want to get involved anymore than I already am. I have to keep what I know to myself. "What is wrong with you? I need your help. The hospital can wait. Did you and Bill have fight or something?" I walk to the kitchen and start cleaning up my mess. "What? No. Why would you think that?" Drew helps me clean up. "I know you are just settling with that guy. Like I settled with David." "I'm not settling. Bill and I have been in each other's lives since birth. We have history. If you don't want to be with David, then leave him." "History? Boy, that's exactly what great love stories are made of. Well, sorry to bother you. I guess I'll have to deal with David on my own. Do you think he's doing something illegal?" She just won't let up. "Drew, he's your boyfriend. Don't you know what he's up to? Weren't you curious as to why he wanted to do some things for you at the club? Maybe you should pay attention to little things. You'll probably be able to figure out what's going on. If there really is something going on." Drew walks to the kitchen window. Staring out to the backyard, she says, "you're right. I need to take control of my club and my life. And so do you. If you don't love Bill, leave him. No need in wasting our lives on men we don't love. Well, I'll let you get to work." "Alright. Drew, just be careful, okay." They hug and Drew leaves. Once in her car, Drew starts her engine and drives away. She pulls out her cellular phone. "Yeah, it's me...No... I don't think she knows anything...Bill, she's your woman...You handle her...David...look, I told you and David the deal...Danny Santos will not be a problem...I'll have him in love with me in no time...bye." |
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Twelve Michelle Finished getting ready to go to work and got in her car.What a morning she had had....Michelle thoughts wandered..Why did she have all these feelings for Danny???What about her lack of feelings for Bill....And, Whats up with that Drew??Cant she solve any of her own problems. She pulled in to her reserved spot in the Cedars Hospital parking lot.She went in and put on her lab coat,signed in and began to get ready for a busy day at the hospital."maybe work will get my mind off of things" she thought to her self.Another intern said..."Dr. Bauer there is a patient in room B and my shift is done..I was wondering if you couldd take it for me". Michelle said "Sure no problem" and proceded to the room.There on the bed in a hospital gown..lying on his stomach with his backside exposed for all to see was Danny.."I told you I needed your help" he says. |
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Thirteen "Danny, just what do you think you're doing?" "Hopefully, you," he says as he gets up and walks toward me. I try to turn to leave, but he beats me to the door handle and locks it. We're in a room with no windows. I'm trapped. I stay were I am refusing to meet his gaze. He puts both hands up against the door, boxing me in. Staring at the front of his gown, I stammer, "Uh...Drew stopped by. I don't think she knows what was going on between David and Mick. But don't worry. I didn't tell her anything." "The only thing I'm worried about right now is how I'm going keep you satisfied for the rest of your life," is his response. He brings his right hand to my chin, and lifts it so that my eyes meet his. He strokes my left cheek and then he runs his thumb across my left eyebrow. "You have beautiful eyes. A cute nose. Perfect lips." I take this opportunity to move away from him, but he catches me by my right arm. He pulls me to him and kisses me. His tongue forces its way into my mouth and I try to stop him. But I can't. I'm melting. I'm home. When Danny lifts his mouth from mine, all I can manage to say is, "I love you." What the hell did I say that for? "I know," is all he says in return as he starts undressing me. "Now can we get down to business?" My mind is telling me to stop this insanity, but my body is telling me the only thing insane is that I'm not helping him take off my clothes. Danny's rid me of all my clothes and steps out of his gown. He is tall, lean, erect and beautiful. I drop to my knees and take him in my mouth. Again. What the hell am I doing? I'm making love to my soulmate. I use my mouth and hands to pleasure Danny. His hands are in my curls. He's trying not to moan too loud. We are in a hospital room. Before, I can bring him to completion, he gently grabs the sides of my face and says, "Stop. My turn." Then, he helps me up and leads me to the chair. "Sit." His commands are so erotic. I do as he says. He kneels before me and spreads my knees. I'm speechless. Whatever he does to me is okay because I know I'm going to enjoy it. Danny looks at my expose femininity and then back at me. "God, Michelle. You are so beautiful." I finally speak, but all I can manage is a husky, "Danny." Then, he lowers his head and begins caressing me with his lips, tongue, mouth, hands, fingers. I'm kneading my hands in his luscious curls as he continues his assault between my legs. I feel myself sliding and his name becomes a low, pagan chant. Danny suddenly stops and kisses my inner thighs. He looks up at me and says, "top or bottom." "I don't care, Danny. Just make love to me." He picks me up and carries me to the bed. I lie down and Danny spreads my legs as he perches above me. He rubs the tip of his manhood at my apex, but doesn't enter. It feels so good. This man is driving me crazy. "You know I love you? Right?" "Yessss." "And I would never hurt you." "Oh God, I know." "Do you trust me?" "Danny, please now," I plead as I grab his buttocks trying to make him penetrate me. But he just continues to tease me. "Do you trust me, Michelle," he asks again. His voice is so...I don't know what it is. He's intoxicating me. I'm already starting to come and he hasn't even been inside me yet. His steady motions are driving me crazy. My moans are drowning out his voice. But I hear him say it again. "Do you trust me baby?" He's starting to become undone, too. Finally, I say between moans, "Yes, I trust you. Please baby, please." "I love you Michelle," is what I hear when he finally thrusts into me. I keep my hands on his buttocks, trying to bring him deeper into me. I wrap my legs around his hips as he positions his arms under my back. We are so close, inside and out. Danny takes possession of my mouth again. It's a good thing, because we're both moaning now. As he continues to thrust with all his might, I move my hips in a circular motion. I can tell that was a good move, because Danny is now nuzzled against my neck trying to muffle his crys. And then we both reach our end. Danny collapses on me and we're both breathing heavily. When we both come down, he looks at me and smiles. I smile back. "Satisfied?" "You bet. For now anyway. How did you know I would be here?" "I knew you would run to wherever you thought you could be the safest. And when I found out you were off today, I figured I would make sure you would stay that way. No need in working when there are lots of other things you could be doing." I laugh. And then, a light bulb goes off. "Oh my God! Danny, Drew!" "What about her?" "I think she was fishing for information when she came to my house earlier." "You're probably right. That's it. You're outta here. I should have never gotten you involved. Let's get dressed and get you somewhere you'll really be safe." |
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Fourteen Michelle and Danny both began dressing. She knew she should feel guilty everything that had happened between the two of them and she was sure she should be as frightened as hell considering Danny’s line of work. Instead, all she could focus on were her feelings of love and desire towards him. Forget feeling frightened, Michelle felt totally safe in his arms. She pulled a compact out of her lab coat pocket and assessed the damage to her make-up. She couldn’t let anyone realize what she and Danny had been doing in that exam room. "Danny, I can’t go with you. I really need to stay and work – not to mention clean up this exam room so our little escapade won’t become the talk of the hospital." As he tucked in the tail of his black shirt, Danny looked over at her, "Michelle, you just said that Drew was at your house asking questions. If she or that crooked cop boyfriend of hers had anything to do with Mick’s death – Well, if they found out you came to help me with Mick last night, it could make you a target." Danny walked over to her and stroked the side of Michelle’s face. "I couldn’t bear it if something happened to you because of me and my family. I have loved you since the first moment I saw you in the student union at the university. No matter what, I will keep you safe." Michelle wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned her head against his chest. She knew at that moment that she wanted him to protect her and keep her safe for the rest of her life. She mummered, "I love you, too" as he stoked the curls cascading down her back. She turned her head up and their mouths met in a hungry kiss. Michelle pulled away first. "We need to get things cleaned up in here before a nurse comes to check on things." "Okay, what needed to be done?" Danny asked. Michelle looked the exam room over. The sterile instruments were still on the tray, untouched. She walked over to the exam room bed and gathered the sheets and deposited them into the hamper by the door. She went over to the sink and washed her hands before grabbing a clean set of sheets. She proceeded to make the bed. Danny stood back and watched silently as Michelle moved around the room. He noted the care she took as she put everything in its proper place. Michelle directed her gaze at Danny; "I’ve got to go sign out and put my lab coat away before I can leave. Where exactly are we going?" Danny’s eyes twinkled with mischief as he replied seductively, "That’s for me to know and you to find out. I’ll meet you in the parking lot by your car in ten minutes." Danny walked over to her and gave her a spine tingling kiss before heading out the exam room door. |
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Fifteen There was no blaring music, no lively conversation, no dancing, no clinking of glasses. Millennium was dark and the silence was deafening. The doors opened each evening at 8:00 and closed sometime after 2:00 a.m. Drew liked it that way. She wasn’t the most astute business woman but the club was a success without much effort on her part. He was seated in the back room, a room few even knew about…and waited. The door leading to the alley opened and bright light momentarily flooded the room. “It’s about time.” “What’s this all about…I thought you had things handled on your end?” There was a controlled edge to his voice. “Hey, it wasn’t MY idea to kill Santos… Now his brother is snooping around and it’s only a matter of time…” “SO…?” “SO?!!!? I didn’t kill Mick and I won’t take the fall for you....you son-of-a-bi….” A hand descended down on his jaw with a force that jarred him out of his chair. “Don’t ever talk to me like that again or you’ll end up dead…just like that scum Santos. I’ve worked too hard to make this operation what it is and nobody…I mean NOBODY is going to ruin it...not you...not that slut Drew……not Danny Santos …...NOBODY….and don’t EVER call me again demanding to see me…we’ll meet again when *I* say so….” With that Bill Lewis left as quietly as he had appeared. David Grant picked himself off of the floor, holding his throbbing jaw. |
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Sixteen Things had finally fallen into place for Bill Lewis. He'd been in love with Michelle Bauer for as long as he could remember, and a few short months ago she'd finally realized that he was the right guy for her. Bill didn't know what had caused the change, and he didn't care. The first night she'd invited him into her bed, he was so surprised he almost didn't know what to do. Almost. This deal with Mick was the key to his future. He was doing it all for Michelle. Soon things would be perfect - he would ask her to marry him, she would accept, and they would build the perfect Springfield family. Taking care of Drew and David wouldn't be any harder than taking care of Mick had been. He was disappointed that Michelle had to go into work on his day off, but maybe they could have dinner together. He dialed the hospital and asked for MIchelle. He listened impatiently to the hold music while driving back to Michelle's house. "I'm sorry, Dr. Bauer isn't here. Would you like to leave a message?" Incompetents he seethed under his breath. "Of course she's there. She got called into the hospital only a short while ago." "I'm sorry sir. It looks like she came in, saw one patient, and left. Would you like to leave a message?" "No, no message." Bill hung up without saying good-bye. Where could Michelle be? One patient? Well, Michelle was that kind of doctor - maybe someone she'd treated before had insisted that only Michelle would do. And she had been distracted this morning. Maybe she just realized when she got to the hospital that her mind wasn't focused enough to work. But why was she so distracted? Something wasn't right.... Had Drew done something to make Michelle suspicious? He couldn't afford to let Drew ruin things for him. He turned the car around and headed back toward Millenium. It was time to silence Drew once and for all. |
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Seventeen Dietz tapped his fingers on the steering wheel impatiently as he followed Bill Lewis’ car. He noted that Lewis drove a navy blue Lexus much like that Jacobs girl’s black one. It could easily be mistaken for a black car in the dark. Dietz tucked that fact away, he was sure that it might be useful later on. Lewis appeared to be on his way to Michelle Bauer’s house. Of course he wouldn’t find her there thanks to Danny. Dietz had taken to following Bill after spying him deck David Grant in the back of Millennium a short time ago. He had been tailing David, per Danny's instructions, until he saw that meeting. The whole meeting seemed fishy to Dietz and he had a gut feeling that David and Drew weren’t the only ones involved in Mick’s shady dealings. He wanted to know how this Lewis guy was involved with Grant. He was sure it would be the key to finding Mick’s killer. Dietz was surprised when Bill suddenly made a U turn at the corner. "What’s going on and where are you going now, Lewis?" Dietz turned at the corner and circled the block; he managed to slip back into the traffic behind Bill unnoticed. He was surprised when Bill turned back into the parking lot at Millennium. Dietz parked on the side of the street and watched as Bill slipped in the side door to the club. He got out of his car and walked through the front door to the establishment and went over to the bar. Dietz saw Bill slip up the back stairs towards the upstairs apartment shared by Drew Jacobs and David Grant. He decided it was time to fill Danny in on this latest turn of events and pulled a cell phone from his jacket pocket as the bartender walked up. "What can I get you, sir?" Dietz really wanted a drink after all the twists and turns of the previous night, but he knew he needed to keep a clear head to handle whatever else came up. "I’ll take a club soda." Dietz then turned his attention to the phone call he needed to make and he began to dial. |
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Eighteen Bill entered the loft quietly and locked the door behind him. Drew was peering into a mirror, putting the finishing touches on her make-up. He watched her lean over, her tight blue dress riding further up her legs, and couldn't help but be aroused. He had to admit, Drew was fantastic in bed, and she had given him a lot of pleasure while he waited for Michelle to come around. Michelle. That's why he was there. He had to find out what Drew had told Michelle. "Why Bill," Drew's sugary-sweet voice drifted to him, "so lovely to see you. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Drew didn't bother to turn around, she simply continued getting ready to go out. Obviously she hasn't talked to David, he thought. He wondered again what angle Drew was playing - he knew she wasn't completely loyal to David, but who's side was she really on? "I need to know exactly what you said to Michelle, Drew. Word for word." "Bill, really," - Drew sounded exasperated; that silly twit of a girlfriend wouldn't recognize a scam if someone drew her a diagram, she thought - "I already told you. She's completely in the dark. And I," she paused to put on her earrings, "am on my way to seduce Danny Santos. Trust me, when I'm done with him he won't be a threat to us." "You certainly have a lot of confidence in your abilities, don't you Drew?" Drew turned and walked over to Bill. Without losing eye contact she reached down and rubbed his erection through his pants. "You know my abilities better than anyone Bill. I'm only sorry I don't have time to give you a demonstration right now." She gave him a wicked smile and stepped back, but he grabbed her hand and placed it back on the front of his pants. "I'm sure you have enough time to help out a friend in need. Especially one who's helped you in so many ways." Men, she thought. So typical. "Bill, really, as much as I would love that," she tried to pull her hand away, but he held it in place, "it took me forever to get dressed, and I don't have the time to recreate this look. Now if you want Danny taken care of...." Bill released her hand and unbuttoned his pants. As they fell to the floor he opened the front of his boxer shorts. "Who said anything about you getting undressed?" he asked. Drew stifled a laugh. Oh, what the hell? she thought. It never took more than a few minutes with Bill, and she needed to keep him just as off-balance as David and Michelle were. He was so easy to manipulate, even without sex, it was almost sad. Drew knelt down and took him in her mouth. In what seemed like the blink of an eye he was finished. She grabbed a bottle of water to wash the taste out of her mouth and was out the door to find Danny Santos. Bill was still standing there with his pants around his ankles when David Grant walked through the door. Beth, I think this puts the ball in your court. |
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Nineteen "It's me." "It's about time, Dietz! Where the H*** are you?" "Millennium." Lewis just went up to that girl's apartment." "Is he still up there?" "Yeah." As he said this, Dietz watched Drew come down the staircase and head for the door. "She's getting ready to leave. Do you want me to go with her, or stay here and keep an eye on Lewis?" Now Bill's involved, thought Danny. Got to know what's going on there. "Stay on Lewis, Dietz. Don't lose him. I'll take care of Drew." Danny knew exactly where Drew was going. He knew because he had asked her to meet him. Santos Rule #1: Keep your friends close, but keep your enemies even closer. If Drew was indeed his enemy, Danny was going to find out what he was up against. First, though, he had to make sure Michelle was safe.
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Twenty Michelle had a startled look on her face when she heard Danny tell Dietz to stay on Lewis. She looked straight ahead at the road in front of them as Danny finished his call. As soon as he hit end on the cell phone, she looked over at him from the passenger seat. "Danny, did you just put a tail on Bill?" "Yeah. Dietz was following David Grant until Bill had a meeting with David. Dietz had the feeling that there’s something going down between Bill and David. He started following Bill to see if he could learn anything new. Bill’s at Drew’s apartment right now. I need to know how he’s involved in this. You’ve been living with the guy. Have you noticed anything unusual about his behavior lately?" "To be perfectly honest, I’ve been working every extra hour I can at the hospital, especially the night shifts, to avoid making what I knew was an inevitable decision. I’ve known for a while that Bill and I just weren’t cut out for each other, but I didn’t want to hurt him. So I’ve basically avoided being at home. To be completely honest, I don’t have a clue about what Bill’s involved with," Michelle replied. Danny brought the car to a halt at the lighthouse. He got out and walked around to the passenger side door and opened it for Michelle. "I haven’t been here in years – not since Dad sold the place. As a matter of fact, the last time I remember being here was that day you and I had a picnic on the beach all those years ago," Michelle remarked with surprise. "I knew this was a special place to you and when I heard that your family was selling it – Well, I just had to buy it. I guess I’ve always hoped we’d find our way back to each other and I could bring you back here," Danny remarked as he pushed a loose strand of hair out of her face. Michelle leaned into him and wrapped her arms around him. "I’ve always wished I could come back here," she remarked before turning her head up and drawing Danny into a deep kiss. This time he was the one to pull away first. "Michelle, as much as I would love to continue this – I’ve got to get to a meeting about finding Mick’s killer. If I go inside with you, I’ll never leave," he commented as he handed her the keys and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. |
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Twenty-One Danny spotted Drew as she walked into the small restaurant where they were meeting. Neither of them wanted to be seen together in a very public place. He took in her outfit, it didn’t leave much to the imagination and he realized she had very different intentions then he did. She made her way to the table and as she went to sit down she dropped her purse, leaning over to give Danny a view down her top. He laughed silently, wondering if it were even possible for her to be more obvious. “Hello Danny” she purred, sitting down and crossing her legs, showing the slit in her skirt that went almost all the way to her waist. “Cut the crap Drew. You know exactly what I want. Tell me what you know about Mick” she was taken aback by his rudeness. “Why don’t we take some time to enjoy dinner” she smiled, hoping to charm him. “I’m not eating. I have somewhere I would rather be and frankly, I am finding your little seduction attempt rather pathetic.” She flinched as if she had been slapped, this was not going how she expected at all. Danny looked around and seeing the place was almost deserted, moved toward her, placing his hand on the back of her neck causing her to flinch in pain. “Tell me now” he said. “He was working with David on something, that’s all I know. They were fighting about it” she said. She didn’t care what it took to get him off her back, she would do it. She didn’t care who it hurt. Besides, it would get David out of the way. “What about the night he died?” he asked. “David said he was going to meet with him and I didn’t see him after that for a while. He didn’t show up until late” she said. He released her, not sure if he believed her but convinced that was all she would tell him, for now. He looked back at her as he walked out, “If I wanted a hooker, there are plenty of them on the street outside that look classier” he laughed as he walked out and left her stunned.
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Twenty-Two Danny got in his car and punched the speed dial number for Dietz. "Dietz" "Yeah boss?" "I just left a meeting with Drew Jacobs, she is some piece of work, thought she could seduce me, into backing off of this." "I bet you fell for that, right?" Dietz said with a sarcastic tone. Danny's lets out an irritated sigh, "Yeah sure, look I didn't learn anything from her that I didn't all ready know." "So, boss what's the plan now? "I'm going to be with Michelle and make sure she's ok. I want you to stick to Lewis like glue, I have a really bad feeling about him, I think he's the key to this, and I don't want him anywhere near Michelle. If he even gets close to her and you don't warn me first, it will be the last mistake you ever make for this family, understood!" "Loud and clear Danny. I wanted to tell you, Lewis drives a dark blue Lexus, just like the Jacobs chick, in the dark you wouldn't be able to tell the difference." "Good work Dietz, keep on him." Danny's drives to the lighthouse, a million thoughts running through his head, he is more sure than ever that Lewis is heavily involved in this mess, and he will make him pay, if he hurts Michelle in the process, Danny vows to make sure he suffers in the process. Michelle, just the thought of her makes Danny ache with desire. All thoughts of Mick and this mess fly out of his head. He remembers how if feels to kiss her, run his tongue along the inside of her mouth, down her neck, over her breasts, the sweet smell of her, and making love to her is better than every dream he had of her during all these years away from her. "I love her so much. Thank you God for bringing her back to me, and thank you for letting her love me." Danny hadn't realized it but as his mind wandered to Michelle he was driving faster, and he had just arrived a the lighthouse. A huge smile lit his face as he took the stairs two at a time. When he walked through the door what he saw took his breath away.
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Twenty-Three All of sudden, I feel so special. Danny is like that knight in shining armor I always dreamed about coming to rescue me from the wicked queen. Or Bill Lewis. Could he somehow be involved? I sure hope not, because I can tell that Danny means business. Bill and I are just not the same friends. We ruined it when we became lovers. I guess I don't really want any harm to come to him. But then there's Danny. If I have to choose, then I'll choose Danny always. Maybe I can convince him to leave Bill alone if it turns out he is involved. I know Bill is not capable of murder, though. Or do I? Will I have to convince Danny every time it's someone I know? Can I live with a man knowing he's a gangster? Has Danny ever killed anyone? I'm pondering all of this as I set up the perfect romantic setting. Soft music, candles and me. This place is still as I remember it. And I can't wait to share it with Danny. The station I'm listening to get's fuzzy, so I start searching for a clear, suitable station. And then I come across this wild song from the 80's...Juicy Fruit by Mtume. I turn it up a little and start to undress to it as I sing along... You know very well What you are You're my sugar thing My chocolate star I had a few But not that many You're the only one That gives me good and plenty Juicy Fruit "So, I satisfy your sweet tooth," Danny says as he enters the room, closing the door behind him. I jump at his voice, but recover quickly, dancing my way over to him to the music. I continue my striptease as I sing. Candy rain Coming down Taste you in my mind And spread you all around Here I am All this loves for you Hey baby You're sweet as honeydew Close my eyes Lost in fantasy And you're right here with me Danny just stands, there watching me. When I'm finish taking off my clothes, I start with his. He doesn't help me. So, as I undress him, I make sure to massage his erection and nip at his nipples and neck between singing. He's thoroughly enjoying himself. Cherry blossom kiss What you're givin' Makes my body rock Keeps me sizzlin' Do what you want I don't care I'll be your lollipop You can lick me everywhere Juicy Fruit We're both completely naked now. I lead him to the bed and push him down. He pulls me on top of him and I straddle his hips. "Aren't you going to lick me everywhere?" Danny teases with a play on words from the song. I take note of his use of the lyrics and seductively respond using my own choice from the song, "No, I'm gonna make your body rock." "Yeah, baby!" He's hard and ready and I grind myself against his manhood. His hands and fingers are caressing my breast, my nipples and then he sits up and seizes one with his mouth. I continue to rock in his lap as his mouth travels up to my neck, then my ear. Danny whispers, "You are definitely juicy. And I like it." "Prove it." Our eyes lock as I lift my hips and Danny guides himself into me. I lean forward so that our foreheads touch and sink down on him slowly and steadily. He grabs my hips, but doesn't increase the pace. We don't kiss, but just stare at one another while we make slow, sweet, tender love. He mouths, "I love you," and I do the same. I grab his shoulders as he finally relents and starts thrusting up harder and faster. "Danny you feel so good," I moan. "You too, baby. You too." I meet his every thrust with my own and we spiral out of control. We're moaning, screaming...I can't tell anymore with the roaring in my head. This is love. This is how it was meant to be. This is how it was meant to feel. Before I know it, I tumbling into the abyss. Danny's right there with me. And I know he always will be.
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Twenty-Four Bill tried again to reach Michelle. He had missed her all day long and was now beginning to worry. Where could she be? Still no answer. William Harlen Lewis III, son of two of the most prominent families in Springfield, the fair-haired child, the wonder kid, everybody’s best friend...the brains behind the Midwest drug cartel. It had all been very simple, actually. He had constant access to his family’s jet. He was introduced to South America at a young age. While in college he did a “favor” for a business associate of his father’s. He made a lot of money. He sought out the next opportunity to smuggle drugs into the country. He made more money. By the time he was a senior at Springfield U., he was a powerful, yet very silent member of the Cartel. Senior year was a heady time for Bill Lewis. He was drunk on the power….he was high on the money. Only one thing stood in his way of being in complete control of all of the operations….the Santos family. Miguel Santos. What a weak bastard. He had no vision. There were two things Miguel Santos opposed. Drugs and Prostitution. Miguel Santos discovered what was going on with Bill Lewis. He asked for a meeting. They met. The night of his graduation from SU, Bill Lewis graduated in another way. He graduated to murder. Miguel Santos was dead. Bill Lewis had three obsessions: Power, Money, and Michelle. He had to have all three. |
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Twenty-Five I lie lifeless, but content, sprayed across the cot, Danny's sexy form entwined with mine. (we could use a bigger bed. I giggle. That is the least of our worries.) I reach out to touch his leg. I love the feel of him. He looks exhausted. Poor baby needed the rest, of course-he earned it. It makes me almost jealous, wondering who has been there before me, fulfulling his desires--he's just so--passionate. There is an earthy, animal-like hunger that springs forth from his soul when he looks at me. I need it like -water--air. What have I gotten myself into? This is definitely not the "white picket fence", lifestyle that I thought I wanted. I can't go back to the way things were. That much is for certain. I need some air. I kiss my lover softly. He smiles in his sleep. I pick up his shirt & boxers from the floor. Breathe in his scent and put them on. I go outside to sit along the surf. I must find some way to make this work. As I walk along the beach, I am distracted. I venture farther than I thought I would. I can barely see the lighthouse in the distance. I look the other way and see a form waving at me. Calling my name. Who is it? I look down at my attire. It is hard to miss the man's shirt and boxers. Now what? |
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Twenty-Six I don't feel up to tackling the Manny stuff, but here's a short "progress report" on David and Drew. Drew sat beside David's hospital bed and assessed the damage. His jaw had been broken, and the doctors had wired it shut. Every finger on both hands, as well as several ribs, had been crushed. Whoever had done this had obviously wanted to keep David from communicating. And had taken great pleasure in beating him within an inch of his life. All Drew needed right now was for David to wake up. She knew exactly what questions to ask, and if he could just nod his head she would have the answers she needed. If Bill Lewis was responsible for this.... Well, she would make sure that he paid dearly. She knew that she wasn't in love with David - in fact, she fully intended to cut him out of her life once this deal was finished - but he had been good to her, a lot better than most of the guys she'd known in her life, and she owed it to him to punish whoever had attacked him. That would also give her some much needed control over this situation, control she hadn't realized she'd lost until her failed seduction attempt. Drew suddenly felt a chill run through her body as the image of Danny Santos in that tiny restaurant presented itself. Could he be responsible for this? Did he know about the plan? Did he know about their involvement in his brother's death? The panic was edging her quickly toward hysteria. Get a grip, Drew, she muttered under her breath. David would wake up soon, and she would have the answers she needed. Just then a monitor began to beep shrilly. She glanced up at David and saw that his breathing was extremely labored. Drew screamed for a doctor, a nurse, someone, anyone - David couldn't die on her, not now. She needed him. |
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Twenty-Seven It's Bill, and I'm in a shirt and boxers that aren't his. "Where have you been? I've been looking for you all day. The hospital said you weren't called in. What's going on?" He's suddenly aware of what I'm wearing. "New look?" He eyes me suspiciously and stands close. Uncomfortably close. "Michelle, is there something that I should know?" The wind coming in off of the water is not the only reason I shiver. "Bill, it's complicated. Let me explain." He is behind me now, his hands rough on my shoulders. I try to move away from him, but he moves with me. "Bill, stop it. You're scaring me." His face appears over my right shoulder. "There's nothing to be scared of, Michelle. Just tell me what's going on." The edge in his voice does nothing to calm my fears. "Well, you see, there's..." "Another guy?" Bill now has one arm around my neck. The other is around my waist, holding me against him. I can't move. "Come on, darling," he says harshly. "You're walking on the beach in boxers and a tee-shirt that sure as H*** ain't mine! What do you take me for, a fool? Big mistake, Michelle!" He begins to drag me down the beach, farther away from the lighthouse. I try to reason with him. "Bill, calm down. I would never think that you're a fool. Let's stop and talk about this." He doesn't answer me. He just keeps dragging me further and further down the beach. Away from the lighthouse. Away from Danny. We reach the end of the beach. Bill picks me up, and I realize that I'm in serious trouble. I begin to fight and scream with everything in me. "DANNNNY!" Bill's hand is over my mouth in seconds. "Danny, huh? Well sweetheart, wherever this Danny is, I don't think he's going to hear you."
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Twenty-Eight Danny sat bolt upright in bed. Not sure if he actually heard Michelle scream for him or if it was just some instinct that told him she was in trouble. Jumping out of bed he said,"Damn..where are my clothes." he started scrambling around for something. He pulled on his pants and grabbed a sweatshirt out of the closet and ran out of the door in less than a minute. "Michelle..Michelle..Where are you?", he screamed. At the instant that Bill heard Danny's voice he loosened his grip just a little on Michelle. It was enough. She lashed out, starting kicking and pushed her way out of his arms. She starting running but it was hard going on the soft beach. She fell, started to get up but a strong hand held her down. "Michelle. You will be VERY sorry you did this. I have done everything for you. All of our lives and this is how you repay me! By sleeping with a Santos! " |
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Twenty-Nine "Bill, please stop. You're hurting me!" I try to get up, but he's using all his weight to hold me down. "I'm hurting you? How do you think I feel finding you here with your lover? Have you been fucking him all along? You know I love you!" I stop struggling since it's useless. Besides, I need to conserve my energy if I am going to be able to get away. "Love? Oh yeah that's why you have me like this. Anything I felt for you is gone now for sure." He doesn't let up on his grip. "What? Santos fucks you better, so now you're in love with him. We were meant to be together. But if you don't want me, no one else is gonna have you." "Bill, please, you can't kill me!" His grip loosens and then he's off of me. I roll over to see Dietz holding a gun to Bill's head. I scamper back and then get up when I see Danny coming.
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Thirty "Who are you? Please don't kill him! it's not right no matter what he's done" She turned around as she felt arms coming around her. "Danny..Oh my God! I can't.." "Dietz..wait! Just hold him a minute while I talk to Michelle." "Dietz. You know this guy, Danny?" Michelle asked stunned. "yes. he works for us. He's the tail I told you about. Don't worry. Everything will be okay. You're shivering, honey. I'll get you back as soon as we take care of this", Danny promised. "Sweetie, Honey", Bill intoned. "So caring aren't you Santos. She is a good lay, huh!", Bill teased. "Shut up you Asshole! You're lucky you aren't dead. Say one more word about Michelle and I guarantee you your luck will run out!", Danny growled. "Oh Da..", was all Michelle was able to get out before she fainted. Danny caught her and Dietz was so startled he lost his hold on Bill. Bill ran towards the darkness of the trees while Dietz chased after him. "Michelle! Wake up, Baby. Please. Her eyelids fluttered open answering his prayer. Danny gathered her in his arms and carried her back to the Lighthouse. "Are you okay?", he said as he laid her on the bed. I'll start a hot bath for you, okay. You're freezing and you have sand everywhere. Just rest awhile. Danny came back in a few minutes when the bubble bath was ready. "Okay. Are you ready?" "Only if you join me", Michelle whispered seductively as she took off the T-shirt and boxers she was wearing. "Well, I can't say I've ever taken a bubbblebath before", He said with a sexy grin on his face." "I promise to make it one you'll never forget!", Michelle said pulling him into the tub with her.
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Thirty-One Michelle manages to pull Danny’s soaked sweatshirt and pants from his body between kisses. Danny maneuvers them around in the tub so Michelle is straddling his lap. Their mouths meet and Michelle probes his mouth with her tongue as she runs her fingers through his curls. She feels his hand begin to caress the underside of her breast before moving up to circle her erect nipples. Danny breaks their kiss and begins tugging at her earlobe with his teeth. Michelle gasps as he begins to tug at her nipple. " Michelle reaches down and wraps his fingers around his arousal. Danny moans with pleasure as he feels her hand around him. He moves his hand to massage her. Michelle mummers, "I want you inside me now," as she feels his fingers move slowly in and out of her. She moves her hand to his hip as he thrusts up into her. Danny pulls her closer as they fall into a rhythm together. Their joint cries of pleasure fill the room as they climax together. Michelle rests her head on his shoulder as they begin to catch their breaths. Before either one of them gets a chance to speak, they hear the door open. "So, Santos, was she a better fuck for you than she ever was for me?" Bill asks. |
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Thirty-Two "Lewis, you are a dead man!" I screamed. In an instant, Danny was out of the tub. Water was everywhere. With one hard, swift motion, Danny threw Bill against the door. "Don't touch Michelle again! EVER!" Danny's fist went across Bill's face. Once, twice, three times. "Danny, stop! Please!" Bill crumpled to the floor, unconscious. Suddenly Dietz was in the doorway. "Uh, Boss?" Dietz had a startled expression on his face. I quickly grabbed a nearby towel to cover myself. Danny did the same. Once we were situated, Dietz gestured to Bill. "Should I take out the trash, Boss?" "Danny, please don't kill him. Promise me you won't kill him." Danny was sorely tempted to fix the Bill Lewis problem for good, but he would do this for Michelle. Only for Michelle. "Get him out of here Dietz. I don't care what you do with him, but don't hurt him." Dietz picked Bill up and slung him over one shoulder. Danny came to me, took me in his arms, and gently rocked us back and forth. "Sssh," he whispered softly. Everything will be OK." I doubted I'd ever be able to recognize OK again. |
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Thirty-Three The doctor's voice seemed far away. "We did everything we could. One of his ribs punctured a lung, and it collapsed. While we were working on that his heart stopped." Drew just kept staring at her hands. "I know it isn't much consolation, but considering that he didn't regain consciousness he probably didn't suffer." Drew became angry. She tore her eyes away from her hands and glared at the doctor. "Did you see him?" she screamed. "He was beaten with a baseball bat! Don't you think he suffered while someone was crushing his knees? Breaking his jaw?" Her voice fell to a whisper. "Don't you think he suffered?" The doctor squeezed her shoulder and asked her if there was anyone he could call. Drew thought about David's parents - they had never liked her, and she hadn't been particularly fond of them either, but they needed to know. She gave the doctor the number and walked toward the elevators. What the hell am I gonna do now? she thought. Her scheme only worked because she had David and Bill to play off of each other. Now David was gone, and she was in way over her head. Bill wouldn't hesitate to hurt her, maybe even kill her. And Danny...she didn't even want to imagine what Danny might do to her. She had no other choice. With shaking hands she dialed the number, praying that she wouldn't end up next to David in the morgue. "I'm sorry, David," she whispered as she stepped onto the elevator. She hadn't meant for it to end this way. |
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Thirty-Four "Damn..you are the stupidist SOB I've ever met!", Danny said rising out of the tub and grabbing for a towel. He wrapped the towel around his waist while telling Michelle to stay there while he takes care of this. "Wait Danny. I have to know something, Bill! Bill, I don't get it. We grew up together. I thought we knew everything about each other. How could you have turned so vengeful? "Well my dear if you hadn't ignored me our whole life maybe things would have been different. But no! I was always your friend not your love. Oh I finally became your lover but you never loved me! It was always someone else. I would have given you everything. Money, power, but it wasn't enough! I'm sick of you Michelle! And here I always thought you were the good girl but it very obvious that scum like Santos turns you on. Your mother would be sooo proud!" "Don't make this seem like some sick affair, Bill. You are the one who is sick. My mother would love Danny. I know that because he loves me. Really loves me!" "That's enough, Bill. Let's go and let Michelle alone.", Danny commanded. "Hey, it's not like I haven't seen the goods, man! What's the big deal.", Bill sneered. Danny threw Bill out of the bathroom. "I'll give you one chance. Only one chance Lewis to tell me everything about Mick!"
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Thirty-Five "Dietz. He will listen to you right. He won't hurt Bill.", Michelle asked. "Yes, Baby. He won't hurt Bill. I promise", Danny said as he started to nuzzle her bare shoulder. Looking down at his and Michelle's towel clad bodies he said,"Well, I think we're a mite over-dressed. Don't you?" "Depends on what you have in mind", she said playfully as she ran away from him. Danny's quick strides caught up with her. He pulled her in his arms and drew her into a passionate kiss. Probing his tongue in her mouth. He was stunned by the intensity of the dance their tongues, of the feelings only she could invoke in him. Her hands moved down from his strong back still carrying a few bubbles to his taut behind. She squeezed him a bit and then removed his towel. She brought her hands around and undid her own towel letting it slid to the floor in a heap. "I love you so much, Danny" Her lips then took over his body. She kissed her way down his strong hard chest but before she got any farther Danny gathered her in his arms and carried her to the bed. Danny lovingly strokes her hair, her lips. He traced her navel down to the core of her femininity. As his fingers entered her she arched her back and let out a small groan. He feathered her so lightly she thought she was about to lose her mind. "More Danny! Please!", she groaned. Her moans illicited one from him. His hot lips followed the path his fingers had just traveled. Teasing her relentlessly. Michelle was writhing with pleasure but aching for more! "Oh God, Danny" As she said this he entered her in one sure stroke. "Uhhh! Baby I need you so much." They had a perfect rythmn almost immediately. She matched his every thrust. He brought her to the brink again and again. Her moans began to sharpen as she neared completion again. It drove him crazy. Hearing her made Danny lose what control he had left. He lifted her bottom off the bed a bit with one hand and thrust into her as deeply as he could. Over and over. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she came screaming his name like a mantra. Daany came like a freight train right after Michelle. Feeling him course through her made her come again even harder. As they lay in each other's arms after whispering I love you's they felt like nothing could ever hurt them. |
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Thirty-Six Michelle was lying with her head resting on Danny’s chest while he played with her hair. "I wish we could stay just like this forever," she remarked. "I like the sound of that idea – a lifetime in bed together. I can’t think of anything more perfect," Danny replied as Michelle began to tease his chest with her tongue. The shrill ringing of Danny’s cell phone interrupted them. "That’s probably Dietz wanting instructions," Danny remarked as he reached for the phone. "Danny, what are you going to do to Bill?" "I’m not sure – it depends on what he knows about Mick’s death," Danny replied as he flipped the mouth piece open on his phone. "Santos," he remarked quickly into the receiver. "Drew, is that you? What the hell do you want?" Danny inquired gruffly. Michelle sat up and listened to Danny’s end of the conversation closely. "David’s dead and you think Bill Lewis is responsible. Why?" "What do you mean that it’ll all make sense shortly? Where do you want me to meet you?" "I know where Bill is and I see that he’s in the back room of Millennium with me in half an hour," Danny remarked before turning the phone off. "Danny, did I hear you right – David’s dead and Drew thinks Bill did it?" Michelle asked. "Yeah – she said she would explain everything when I get to Millennium. I need to call Dietz and have him meet me over there with Bill." "I’m going with you," Michelle determinedly stated. "Baby, it’s too dangerous. I want you to stay here." "Danny, I’m going too – no arguments. I need to know what's going on with Bill - I grew up with him. I care about what happens to him because of that," Michelle replied as she pulled on her clothes. As she looked over at Danny's face she added, "Of course, I don't love him - I love you."
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Thirty-Seven Danny led Michelle into Millenium. Drew had closed the club early. The room was eerily still. Michelle grasped Danny's hand tightly as they made their way to the back area of the club. Drew was there with Dietz and Bill. Bill was seated in a chair. Dietz was perched over his left shoulder. Michelle winced slightly when she looked at Bill. His eye was twice its usual size and it had almost swollen shut from when Danny had hit him earlier that day. "Back to finish the job Santos?" "We'll see, Lewis," Danny smirked. He turned toward Drew. "Exactly why am I here again, Drew?" "You're here because you want to know what happened to your brother. It's true, David and Mick were doing business under the table. What you don't know, Danny, is that Bill caught wind of what was going on. He wanted in on a piece of the Santos clientele for his drug cartel. He told David to introduce him to Mick or Bill would expose David as a dirty cop." "My family's not involved in the drug trade," Danny said. "I know. When Mick told Bill the Santos Family wasn't interested, Bill went ballistic. He and Mick argued, and Bill shot him. David found out about Mick and told Bill that dirty cop or not, he wanted out. Bill beat him to death so he wouldn't expose the drug operation." Michelle stared incredulously at the man in the chair. What had happened to Little Billy Lewis? "How do you know all of this Drew?" she asked. "I know because I was sleeping with both David and Bill." "You little slut!" Bill yelled. He sprang from the chair, but Dietz shoved him back down again. "You can't prove any of this!" "Yes I can." Drew produced a small tape recorder. "David taped everything. His meetings with Bill and Mick, Bill telling David how and when he killed Mick, Bill's threats against David, everything." She handed the recorder to Danny. "It's all there Danny. Every last detail."
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Thirty-Eight Danny turned off the tape recorder and tried to get control of his emotions. He loved his brother, despite Mick's many faults, and hearing the details of his murder, related in such a cold, calculating manner, was almost more than he could handle. Michelle was in shock. Bill had actually told David that he'd done it all for her. He'd murdered Mick Santos for her. Did that make her responsible for Mick's death? Danny's voice broke into her thoughts. "Why come to me Drew? Why now?" He looked her straight in the eye and watched her cringe. "How do you know I won't want revenge for your part in this?" "I don't. But David is dead and I didn't want to be next. I had to take a chance that you'd be more reasonable than Bill." Danny exhaled, exhaustion creeping into his voice. He was tired of this entire situation. "So what do you want Drew?" "Out," she answered simply. "I just want out. I have some money set aside, from the club. I want to go back to LA and start my life over - no scams, no double-crosses. I just want out." Danny understood that feeling. All he wanted was to take Michelle and run, run someplace where it would only be the two of them, together, for the rest of their lives. But that simply wasn't an option right now. "And how do I know I can trust you, Drew?" "You don't." She wasn't about to try to scam Danny Santos. Maybe just this once the truth would actually help her. "But I gave you the information you needed, and that has to count for something." "Let her go Danny." Michelle's voice was so quiet Danny almost didn't hear her. "I think we've all suffered enough, don't you? Just let her go." Michelle couldn't stop thinking that she was to blame for all of this, and she had to stop it before anyone else got hurt. Danny turned to look at Michelle. There were tears glimmering in her eyes and he stopped to think about what this had cost her - the best friend she'd trusted for most of her life had betrayed her in more ways than he could count, another old friend was dead, and a third (well, if anyone could really consider Drew Jacobs a friend) was about to leave her life forever. Yet she was concerned for them, the people who had hurt her. "Okay, Drew, fine. You wanna go back to LA, go. But if you ever, ever hurt Michelle again, directly or even by accident, you'll regret it." "I really am sorry," Drew said sincerely as she walked toward the door of the club. "I never meant for it to end this way." With that Drew left the club, and their lives. |
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Forty "I can't believe this. Bill...a murderer and whatever else he was into." "I know, Frank. No one's as shocked as I am. He was my best friend. And I actually tried to have a romantic relationship with him. I feel so guilty. He says it was all for me." Frank had just listened to the tape again. Bill Lewis had requested Ross Marler come down to represent him, but when he heard the tape, Ross couldn't in good conscience. "Who knew David would turn crooked? Or that Bill could become so sinister? You can't blame yourself Michelle. And Danny, I won't judge you by your brother or your last name. It's apparent that you love Michelle and have only her best interest at heart. I am sorry that Bill took two of your family members away from you." Danny knew he wasn't free from the police's scrutiny. They would always be watching him and his family. "Thanks," was all he said as he shook Frank's hand. There was still alot of questions about how he got the tape and about the Santos' dealings and whether Drew Jacobs was involved. Frank was just grateful Michelle and Bill were alive. He sensed Danny and Michelle wouldn't tell how Drew figured in all of this. "Look Frank, can we go? I haven't had any sleep in more than 24 hours. Plus, Bill really hurt me. My body is starting to really ache." "Sure, if we need anything else, we'll get in touch. Danny. Michelle." They leave the police station. The ride back to the lighthouse is silent. When they arrive, neither moves from the car. They have to talk about the future. "Danny, what are we going to do? I can't live with you as a..." "Gangster?" "...yes. I'm a doctor. I have a duty to my community. People look up to me. There are specific things expected of me." "And?" "And I can't live without you. This is impossible." "Nothing's impossible. Maybe I can become someone to look up to as well." My heart skips in joy as I hope he's reconsidering his lifestyle. "What do you mean, Danny?" He takes my hand and brings it up to his lips. "I am not going to let you go after finding my way back to you after all this time. What I propose is that we marry, clean up my family's business and start our own chapter in Springfield. We can become Springfield's newest golden family." "Danny..." "Will you marry me Michelle?" |
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Forty-One Michelle closes her eyes, letting the reality of Danny's words, of his proposal, wash over me. Danny just asked her to marry him. She looked from the lighthouse, cloaked in evening shadows, and then to Danny's face which was shadowed by something else she couldn't define. He was waiting for her answer. This was something that she had never forseen, never planned. So she did the only logical thing possible. She ran. Ignoring her battering and bruised body Michelle opened the car door and ran towards the beach. She could hear Danny's door slam behin her, his footsteps falling fast behind hers. "Michelle," he called, slightly breathless. "Michelle wait! What are you doing? What is wrong?" He was behind her now. Michelle could feel Danny's hand on her shoulder. It was warm, yet she shivered from his touch. Emotionally drained, she dropped to her kneee, the sand soft beneath her. Danny did the same, silently pulling her close. "I just don't know Danny," she whispered, tears stinging her eyes. Too much had happened, too fast. The words rand in her head, yet somehow they were hard to speak. "I just don't know." Still she was enable to look at him. Danny leaner her back into his arms, his thumbs making warm circles in her shoulders. "Yes Michelle," he contadicted her softly,"you do." Gently he leaned and kissed her temple. "You know this." His lips trailed over her, their delicate touch cassesing her forehead and eyelids. "You know this." "And" he whispered forcefully, "You know this." Fiercly, he brought his lips down on hers. Powerless to deny his touch Michelle met his mouth with her own, in a kiss so deep, so reaching that their very souls touched. "Oh God Danny," Michelle breathed, pulling free. "God I love you." "I love you too Michelle." "I know this is hard sweetheart," Danny moved to stroke her hair. "And I know it is fast." "But it is also right." "I'm just scared Danny," Michelle offered in defense. "I knew Bill for so long. Drew was one of my best friends. And I was wrong about them both. I had known them for years, and I was wrong." "How," she whispered into the night. "Can I be so sure I am right about you? How?" "Michelle," said Danny gently. "Think about college. We knew each other for less than a year before I graduated. But both of us, not just you or not just me, carried that time with us in our hearts. After you Michelle, nothing was the same. Every day, every single day I thought about you. I wondered if you were the doctor you wanted to be, if you were happy...if you were with someone else. And I know it was the same with you." "It had to be, because you are here with me now. We are here now." "Oh Danny," Michelle sighed , looking to the sea. "How can someone like Bill, who had everything offered to him, every kind of love have turned out so horribly wrong?" "And you, who had every disadvantage, who grew up in the worst situations have turned out so wonderfully?" "Michelle," Danny answered, warmth invading his voice. "That is such an easy question." "Bill didn't have everything. He didn't have your love. But I did. You made me the man I am Michelle. Only you." She smiled at him through the darkness. "Michelle," Danny's voice rose over the waves. "Michelle, marry me. Please." This time there was no doubt. "Yes Danny," she answered. "Always yes." |
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End I went to see Bill today. The person I grew up with and once loved doesn't exist anymore. The evil that has taken over his body is all that is there now and I won't go back. Today was just to say goodbye - to Bill - and to that part of my life. I'm anxious to start my new life - everything that a life with Danny Santos promises to be - filled with love, excitement, adventure and surprise. Yes, I'm sure there will be lots of surprises. "Hey, what are you doing here looking all sad" he says, interrupting my thoughts. "Oh, I'm not sad, in fact, I'm happier than I've ever been in my entire life - and it's all because of YOU". "But of course!" he smirks. "Hey buddy, I still have 2 weeks to back out of this wedding - so don't you get too confident" "Baby, I'm not worried - I know you won't back out of this wedding" "And how do you know that, Mr. Santos" "For one, because of your deep, undying love for me. And 2 ---- the invitations have already gone out" He laughs and as I'm standing before him right now - I still can't believe that he's mine. What he said is true. I could never live another day of my life without him with me. He knows my thoughts, my hopes and my dreams. He completes me. "Come here" he whispers. His very breath against my skin sends chills down my spine. He's standing behind me - kissing that special place on the back of my neck. He's holding my arms behind me making it impossible for me to manipulate him at all. He's in total control - and I love it. I can hear his breathing becoming more rapid and his erection is pressing against my back. His hands are ravaging my body in desperation. He slides my skirt up to my waist and lets his fingers trace the outer edge of my panties. He's teasing me with his delicate touch. Finally, he slides two fingers underneath and in one quick move they are inside me. He works his fingers quickly, sliding them in and out, and it doesn't take long for my peak to rise. "I'm coming" I moan. "Yeah baby, I can feel it....oh yeah". My orgasm is throbbing inside me and the pressure of Danny's fingers - still inside me, still manipulating me - is driving me wild. My body stops pulsating and Danny knows that I am weak. He picks me up so that my legs are around his waist. I can feel his penis pushing against my panties and I want him inside me. I rock my hips in a motion to let him know what I want but he resists. "Not yet baby, not yet" he whispers. Our mouths meet and his tongue takes possession of mine. Slowly he moves towards the kitchen and places me on the table. I feel his fingers trace my back - stopping briefly to disconnect the hooks of my bra. He continues to move down my back until he finds the lace trim of my panties. He slides them down my body and drops them to the floor. The rest of my clothing quickly follow. "I want you, Michelle" "I want you too" He lays me back on the table. I feel the warmth of his tongue go across my right nipple, then my left, and I moan with pleasure. He continues his journey downward, leaving gentle kisses along the way, until he finds his haven. "Oh God Michelle" he moans. I am still wet from the first orgasm and not far from my second. Danny's tongue against me is driving me wild. He slides it inside me and I arch my back to allow him deeper access. Again, he is manipulating my body, this time with his tongue and I am loving every minute of it. Danny, sensing that my body is now ready, moves up my body until we are face to face. He lowers himself onto me and gives me a gentle kiss. I can smell myself on him and it turns me on. I pull my knees up and arch my back so that I can feel his manhood against me. Slowly, and in unison, we move and he is inside me. Our bodies are joined. Danny's moans are so loud that I can't even hear my own. The pace is slow at first - but increasing with every thrust. I feel my second release approaching and I can tell by his increased pace that his is near as well. My nails scrape down his back and then I grab his hips - pulling him into me - begging for him to make me come. Then it hits me - a wave of pleasure runs through my body and I can barely breath. I continue to pull him harder inside me, savoring the ecstasy this man gives me. He groans loudly and I know that he is coming. I can feel him coming inside me. And then there we were - like two soldiers who had just survived the battle. Our bodies are still connected and our hearts are forever one. "I love you, Michelle" "I love you too, Danny" |
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