10/17/99
SRU: Turn-about...fair play?
by Bobbi Dare
 
 (Copyright 1999, all rights reserved)

This a story set in the Spells'R Us universe, created by Bill Hart. So I guess 
he can claim some credit for this work (but none of the blame).

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*That creep...that goddamn asshole...I can't believe I'm even here with him! 
Why am I still here...oh shit, walk faster...I gotta catch up...damn, he's 
walking too fast* "Will you slow down a bit Shawn!" Debbie was in a really 
foul mood. "Ya," he said sheepishly "ok Deb." *Ah crap...she's still pissed 
off at me...goddamn, I said I was sorry...how many times do I have to say 
it?* Debbie was trying to bore a hole in the side of his head with her gaze, 
and Shawn tried his best to ignore it. It was a losing battle.

From his tiny shop a short distance away the wizard chuckled quietly to 
himself. *Looks like another customer to me...heh heh*

*You know you really are a dick sometimes.* The wizard looked over at the 
wolf resting in one corner of the shop. *That IS a private conversation 
happening out there.* The wolf licked himself and laid his head back on the 
soft pillow-bed he was sleeping on.

*How can I possibly help my customers if I don't understand their needs?* 
The wizard looked annoyed at the wolf, but didn't actually say anything. 
*Ya, right.* The wolf closed his eyes and went back to sleep.  The wizard 
turned his attention back to the couple. *This should be interesting...ah, here 
he comes.*

Shawn stepped through the door to the odd little shop. *Spells'R 
Us...strange name for a curio shop...maybe he sells occult books and stuff 
like that...Deb kinda likes that stuff...* "Indeed, I do sell books on the 
occult, but I do not sell knick-knacks." Shawn almost jumped high enough to 
hit the ceiling. "Jeez!"

"If you're looking for that kind of thing," continued the proprietor, "then I 
can direct you to the dollar store on the other side of the mall."  Shawn 
straightened out his jacket, composed himself and walked up to the counter.  
"Ah, um, actually I was looking for something special," he was trying to 
ignore the fact that the man behind the counter seemed to read his mind... and 
was that a bathrobe he was wearing?  "I just had a fight with my girlfriend." 
*Actually it was more than a fight...she practically accused me of raping 
her...christ, she was the one putting out the signals, and I was just reacting to 
them...why does that make me the bad-guy?*

"I see," said the wizard. "So you would like something to patch things up 
between you, hum" *Ya, and maybe give Deb some perspective on how I 
feel, shit!* "I think I have just the thing Shawn.  Just one moment and I'll go 
get it from storage." Once again Shawn was trying to ignore what his mind 
told him was quite impossible...this man...this stranger...had just referred to 
him by his first name! *This place just keeps getting weirder and weirder...is 
that a wolf?  Naa...it can't be...can it?  Yikes... I swear that it just winked at 
me.*

Just then the shopkeeper reappeared carrying a small box.  He coughed a 
couple of times as he was dusting off the box.  Then he fanned the air around 
himself in an attempt to clear the dust particles.  "Ahh, here we are Shawn.  
This is just the thing you asked for."  "What is it?"

The shopkeeper opened the box and inside were two necklaces. Each one had 
a half-heart shaped pendant.  In fact the half-hearts looked like they would fit 
together. *Oh great, this is just what I need...to start another fight...the last 
thing she wants now is some romantic gift...it'll just reminder her of...ahh 
crap.* "Um ...thanks, but no thanks." *Maybe I can get her a card or 
something...she is going to get back from the bathroom pretty soon...I better 
think of something, or she is going to be in her MOOD all goddamn day.*

"Watch your language sonny." *What! ah this is just too weird* "Look, you 
said you wanted something that would give Debbie some insight on how you 
feel, well this will do that." *What!* "What! How did you know what I was 
thinking?"

"I know a lot of things sonny.  Now do you want your girlfriend to know 
what it is like to be a guy, or not?" *Christ, this is pretty goddamn 
strange...but what the hell, why not.  But I wonder how much he wants for 
them?* "That will be $43.67.  Would you like a bag?"  Shawn fumbled in his 
pockets and came up with the money.  By coincidence he had exactly $43.67, 
it was all the money he had on him.  For some reason Shawn just wasn't that 
surprised.  He paid the man, took his purchase and left the store.  He saw 
Deb standing around near the bathrooms so he casually walked over to her.

*****************************************

"Shawn, I don't know if I really even want to be around you right 
now...much less wear matching love charms." Debbie was calm again.  She 
had the opportunity to fix her make-up, and stare at her reflection for a few 
minutes.  This usually helped clear her mind so she could think better. *I'm 
going to tell him that we should cool it...for a while at least...I need a chance 
to think ...I know Shawn is a nice guy at heart...he just needs to think about 
what he did.* She smiled at him and prepared herself to say just that when 
Shawn spoke up.

"Debbie, I know you won't believe this but the guy I bought these from 
insisted that they would help you understand me better." *What! he couldn't 
have just said what I thought he said...* "Huh, Shawn...what are you talking 
about?" "You see that store over there, " he pointed. "Spells'R Us?" she 
grinned.  "OK, so what?" "Well the guy in there sold me these and said they 
would help us with our problem. *The problem is all yours, Bozo! But this is 
just too weird...I've been trying to get Shawn interested in magic and things 
occult...who knows? Maybe this will bring us closer.*

"OK Shawn, let me try it on."  Shawn sighed quietly to himself *At least 
she's not rejecting it outright...just be cool...Anne's party is next week, and I 
don't want to show up dateless...oh man would I look like a dork...* "Great! 
Here you take this one." He handed Deb one of the necklaces, then put the 
other one over his head. *There...rats! Nothing...uh...what did I expect to 
happen?*

"Uh...Deb? Do you feel anything?" She looked at him like he had just asked 
her how to tie his own shoelaces. *Clueless!* "Shawn, don't you know how 
these things are supposed to work?" "N..no." *Like..as if I've ever used a 
magic necklace before.* "The charms fit together, right?" "Uh...ya I 
guess..."  Debbie was tired of this. *It will take at least another 20 hints 
before he gets it.* She mentally sighed, grabbed the pendant he was wearing 
and fitted it together with the one around her neck.

*Well, that was interesting...* He thought, *I feel absolutely no different.* 
"Shawnee, hon...can we go now?  I tried on the necklace." "Ya," dejected, 
Shawna was hoping that Donny would feel different somehow.  She 
desperately wanted him as her boyfriend. *What a stupid idea...now he 
thinks I'm a total nutcase...*

"So...uh...are we still on for tonight?"  Shawna smiled, "Of course silly, " 
she giggled, "who else would I be going to the lake with." *Well something 
happened anyway...he doesn't want to break up anymore...* She grabbed 
his arm and they walked back to her car.

*************************************

They said very little on the ride back to Donny's house, and that gave 
Shawna a chance to think. *That's weird...something is different...did 
Donny get a new haircut?...no that's not it...is that a new jacket?...no, I 
don't think that's it...* She was still listing off possibilities when they pulled 
up in front of his house.

"Hey, thanks for driving." "No problem....it's just lucky that my mom could 
spare the car.  Otherwise we'd end up walking." They both had a nervous 
chuckle over that bare-bones joke, when they stopped they were both looking 
at each other.  Donny gently rested his hand on Shawnee's thigh. *Oh 
god...that feels so good ...just keep cool...he's not going to leave me 
now...right?* The heat radiating from his hand and the gently urgent stare he 
was giving her were just too much for Shawnee.  She started to lean forward 
at about the same moment as he bent down and their lips met.  Shawnee lifted 
her arms to encircled his neck, and Donny moved closer and began the lick at 
her lips with his tongue.  She opened her mouth and his tongue probed 
inside.

Shawnee felt heat coming from all over her body. Her nipples hardened and 
rubbed against Donny's chest.  She knew she had never felt so good before 
in her life. *But how is that possible ...we've done this before...haven't 
we?* Donny was moving his hand slowly up her thigh, up to...to. "I gotta 
go Donny, " she inhaled pretty fast when she broke their kiss, and her 
breathing was labored. "My Mom wants her car back before 6:00, and it's 
almost six now. Call me, OK?"

*What the hell was that?...oh well, we can get into it again later...at the 
lake...* Donny smiled and walked up to his front door.

**********************************************

*What the hell is the matter with me? I wanted him to kiss me... didn't I?* A 
flurry of thoughts were cascading through her head on the short drive home.  
Shawna was totally confused by the time she parked her mom's car in the 
driveway. *God...his hand felt soooo good...his fingers almost touched my 
pussy...I wanted him to keep going...to spread my legs...to feel his fingers 
inside me...* Her head was swimming as she neared the front door. She had 
the key in the lock and started to push on the handle. *...no not his fingers, 
his co...* The door suddenly opened, and Shawna pitched forward. She fell 
directly at her mother's feet.

"Aahh! Shit!" "Shawna! are you alright? Omigod dear, let me help you 
up...here..here sit here.." "Mom! I'm OK" She managed to seat herself in the 
chair nearest the door, then immediately started rubbing her sore knee. *Shit, 
that's really gonna hurt later... like it doesn't hurt like hell right now...shit 
shit SHIT!* "Are you sure dear," her mother knew she was hurt.  "Maybe I 
should call in sick tonight?" "No Mom...I'll be fine...really." Shawna must 
have sounded a bit more convincing this time since her mother picked up her 
purse and turned toward the door.

"If you're sure dear. I don't mind being the doting mother tonight."  "I'm 
FINE Mom, really.  Now go...scoot." *Oh, I better tell her that I will be out 
with Donny tonight.*

"Mom, I forgot to tell you this morning, but I have a date with Donny 
tonight." Her mother furrowed her eyebrows and said, "Hum, OK dear. 
Now I know why you're so anxious to get rid of me." She smiled then, Just 
remember to be back by 1:00, OK?"  "Yes Mom, I know." That was actually 
her new curfew, she got an extra hour on her sixteenth birthday, along with a 
driver's license.  That is to say, her parents agreed to sign the consent form. 
Her mother smiled and then quickly ducked out the door.  *She is going to be 
late if she doesn't hurry.*  Shawna waved goodbye to her.

Shawna dragged herself to her bedroom.  Thoughts of Donny pushed out by 
the pain in her leg.  She flopped on her bed and moved her skirt away so that 
she could rub her sore knee.  *Oh fucking shit...that is going to be a bad 
bruise.*  She kept rubbing her knee and it started to feel better.  *I could get 
Donny to rub my knee tonight...he's so gentle...oh, that would feel sooo 
good ...tonight is the night, we are going to make love tonight...I think I'm 
ready.* Shawna pondered that question over and over again until she drifted 
off to sleep.

*********************************************

Shawna was walking down the hallway at school.  *Why is everyone 
looking at me so funny...what's wrong with them?* "Hey Shawna, I heard 
you fucked Donny last night" *Omigod, how do they know? I don't 
understand this! The boys are smiling funny at me...and the girls are looking 
away.* Shawna got to her locker, she was totally humiliated now, and just 
wanted to crawl inside and hide. She open the locker door and it hit her 
stomach.  She looked down...her belly looked about as big as a beach-ball.

Rrringg...rringg...Shawna woke up and grabbed the phone. "Hi" She was 
almost fully awake now. "Hi Shawnee," it was Donny, "I didn't wake you 
did I?"  "No, no...jeez, what time is it?" "It's about 9:00.  Tommy just 
phoned me...everyone is heading out to the lake now...do you still want to 
go?" "Ya...yes I do, sweetie ...just give me 20 minutes...OK?"

"OK, I'll pick you up in 20. See you. Bye." "Ya, bye hon." She hung up the 
phone. Shawna went into autopilot mode for the next 20 minutes.  She 
picked out a pair of jeans and a nice black sweater. *It might be a cold 
tonight.* She brushed her long auburn hair, then tied it back with two hair 
clips.  Next she applied some neutral tone make-up to her cheeks and 
forehead. She successfully hid a couple of new eruptions, then applied some 
mascara, and lipstick.

The front door bell rang. Shawna threw her brush, lipstick and compact into 
her purse, then looked at herself once more in the mirror. *OK, I'm as ready 
as I'll ever be...what's that about... don't I want to go? Yes of course I 
do...I'm just being silly.* The doorbell rang two more times.

"OK! ok...I'll be right there." She grabbed her jacket and limped to the door.  
*Damn! This knee still hurts...but it's better than it was.* She opened the 
door, and there he was...with a big warm smile on his face.  *What am I 
worried about...Donny is a nice guy...we've been going out for almost 3 
months now...even if we do...uh..do it...so what!  That doesn't make me a 
slut...I mean, we've been going out for 3 months!*

"You ready to go lover?" "Uh..ya, Shawnee...are you OK?" "Yes. Why do 
you ask?"  "Um...well...you just seem to be acting differently that's all.  Not 
that I'm complaining.  Hey! We gotta get going...the others will be 
wondering what happened to us." Shawna locked the front door, and they 
walked to the car.  Well, Shawna limped more than walked.  "What's wrong? 
Are you ok?" "Oh, I hurt my knee earlier." "Here, let me help you." Donny 
put her arm around his shoulder and helped her walk the rest of the way to 
the way to the car. Actually, Shawna was exaggerating her limp just a bit.  
Donny was fussing over her, and she loved it.

Donny held onto Shawna's arm as she worked her way into the passenger 
seat.  She did need the help for that one, since her sore knee was the right 
one. "Thank you Donny," she smiled warmly at him. "Are you going to be 
alright tonight?" "Well, if I have trouble walking I guess you'll just have to 
carry me. You think you could do that?" "Uh..." *Might as well play along... 
right.* "ya...I g...sure." She giggled softly as Donny shut the door for her.

The lovers were strangely quiet on the drive up to the lake. Neither one could 
explain the overwhelming sense of deja vu that they were both experiencing.  
*Didn't I come up here with Deb... what!...no Donny, last night...no it was 
someone else...no it wasn't...shit...this is too weird.  I wonder if those heart 
pendants have something to do with these odd feelings I'm having 
...no...that's just silly.*

They could actually hear the party long before they parked and shut off the 
engine.  *Shit...that music is tooo loud...the cops will show up for sure.*  
They made their way toward the music and soon encountered some familiar 
faces.

"Hey, Shawna...Donny, you made it." "Hi, Tommy." Shawna answered. 
Tommy smiled at Shawna and then said to Donny,  "Hey man, guess what I 
got in the back of the car..." Donny just raised his eyebrows in that kind of 
way which says: I have not a clue, so just fucking tell me. "Beer!" 
"Hey...great man!" "Give me a hand unloading it, OK? You don't mind if I 
borrow your date for a while, do you Shawnee?" "No, of course not." *Why 
should I mind ...hey, why do I mind? That fucking whore is going off 
somewhere with Tomm...What the hell am I saying?*

While Shawna was trying to deal with the strange thoughts that came to her 
she was interrupted by someone speaking to her. "Hello...Shawna...are you 
in there?" "Oh, hi Anne.  Sorry, I was just trying to remember if I had shut 
the gas off after dinner." *Good recovery...no sense in trying to tell her I 
thought my boyfriend was my girlfriend.* Shawna turned a bit to face Anne 
and winced slightly. *Ow...damn! it still hurts...*

"Shawna? Are you OK?" "Ya, I..um..fell pretty hard at my house earlier. It 
really hurts." "Shit! You look like you're in a lot of pain. Do you want some 
Motrin?  I got some right here." "Hey ya.." Anne handed her the bottle of 
pills and a can of beer, and Shawna downed two pills with a sip. "Thanx 
Anne..uhh..how come you carry pain killers?" "Oh, I always carry them 
around this time of the month." Shawna looked blankly at her, "Huh?" 
"Shawnee ..you know.." still staring.  Anne sighed and shook her head, "My 
period." "Oh, right..of course." *Anne gets painful cramps during her 
period...now why didn't I clue in on that?*

"So, are you and Donny still coming to my party next week?" "Um 
...yaa...why wouldn't we?"  "Oh, I don't know...I just heard a rumor that 
you two might be breaking up."  "Well, it's a false one...in fact, tonight is 
the night." "The night? The night for wha...you and Donny haven't had sex 
yet?" Anne's grin pretty much covered her whole face.  *I don't really know 
why I'm friends with her...not too many girls do like her, they're all afraid 
she'll steal their boyfriends I guess...she's got a reputation as a boy-
toy...OK most of the girls refer to her simply as 'that slut'...pretty harsh.  
For some reason I've never imagined her and Donny together...which is 
pretty strange...actually I've had this suspicion that she is more interested in 
me...and that's even stranger since I know she's never made a pass at a 
girl... yet.* "No...Anne. We haven't done it...yet."

"Did you bring any protection?" "Protection?" "Shawnee...you know," 
staring again, "condoms."  *Shit! I didn't...but isn't the guy supposed to 
handle that form of birth-control.* "Uh..no...I didn't." "Well...here, " she 
put two small plastic packages into my hand, "you can replace those for me 
when you buy some of your own.  Have fun tonight sweetie..." she winked 
at me, "...here comes your guy." Shawnee quickly stuffed the condoms into 
her purse, and tried to hide her blush. It wasn't that obvious, since it was 
night-time and fairly dark, but she just had the feeling that everyone knew, 
and she felt herself getting even more embarrassed.

Donny was straining slightly under the weight of two cases of beer, but 
managed to carry it gracefully enough to the main party area.  "Beer!" "Hoo 
hoo!" The animals hooted for a few minutes as the beer was passed out and 
Tommy collected the money from everyone drinking...which was pretty 
much all in attendance. Shawna had one beer and so did Donny, and after 
they paid Tommy they headed for the fire pit. Donny helped her walked, and 
she let him. They found a spot on a nearby log and snuggled close.

*Mmmm...this is nice...Donny feels so warm.* She snuggled just a little 
closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. Donny put his arm around 
her waist and pulled her to him.  *I feel so safe...I don't want to move.* 
Neither of them moved for a while, except to drink their beers, neither 
wanted to break their warm embrace.  Speech was also unnecessary, they just 
sat there and stared at the flames, gently rocking back and forth in time to the 
music.

By the time Shawna was done with her beer Donny had finished his and was 
working on a second that Tommy gave him.  "Thanks for the hand, 
man...hey here...it's on the house."  "Hey, thanks Tommy...anytime you 
need beer moved just call me." "Ha...ya sure man...I'll really be thinking of 
you the next time I get a case of beer." They both laughed at this, but 
Shawna's head was swimming. *I guess the beer is going to my 
head...oh...I gotta pee...I don't wanna go, it feels too good here by the 
fire...and Donny's arm is right were I want it...mmmm...he's rubbing me 
just at the base of my spine...and it feels really good...oh shit, if I don't get 
up now I'm gonna pee myself.*

"Donny hon, I hate to move but I gotta pee." She said the last part of the 
sentence softly enough so only he could hear it. "Sure Shawnee...uh..do you 
want some help getting to the bathroom?"  "Oh, ya..I guess I'll need you to 
help me there." They got up. *Whow..I feel strange...shit, must be the 
beer...I drank too fast.* Shawna leaned on him again as she limped to the 
restrooms.

There was an outhouse-style restroom near the beach parking lot. Shawna 
was feeling pretty good, her knee didn't actually hurt that much anymore, but 
she wasn't going to tell Donny that.  He was holding her up, and it felt pretty 
good. She was smiling all the way there.

They were just about to the restrooms when they ran into Anne and her date.  
"Hey Shawna," said Anne. "You look like you're having fun." She smiled. 
"Tim hon, I gotta use the can too.  I'll meet you back at the fire pit, OK?" 
"Sure Anne," Tim didn't say very much, and lopped off without another 
word. "I can take her from here stud." "Huh..." Donny looked confused.  
"Or were you going to accompany her into the ladies room?" "Oh.." click, 
"..ya.. right.  Should I wait for you here?" Shawna stammered, "Uh..su.." 
"Ah, you just head back to the fire big guy. I'll make sure she gets back to 
you, safe and sound." Anne giggled. "You go ahead Donny," Shawna smiled 
at him. "I'm starting to feel better actually, and I'm sure Anne can help me 
limp the short distance back to the fire pit, 'kay?" "Sure, OK...I'll wait for 
you," and he walk off back to the party as well.

Anne helped Shawna into the restroom, Shawna had to go pretty bad, 
"Uh..do you mind if I use the..uh..toilet first." It was more of a hole in the 
ground with a wooden seat than a toilet. "Ya sure Shawnee, I don't have to 
go that bad." "Thanx Anne," she said as she was sliding down her jeans and 
panties. She smiled and sighed as she released. "It must be going well, eh? 
Either that or you get off on the smell of turds." "What! Oh ya ..." Shawna 
giggled, that bathroom stunk, bad.

Shawna finished up, *Thank god the toilet paper is clean. Jeez I hate this 
bathroom.* She swayed quite a bit as she pulled up her jeans.  Anne came 
over to help her, thinking that her knee was troubling her again. "Shawna? 
Are you...drunk? Oh, that's sooo cute...I'm tempted to take advantage of 
you myself." Anne was rubbing Shawna's cheeks which were red from the 
alcohol, and arousal. Anne moved closer and tickled Shawna's ear with her 
tongue. *Oh god...my knees are going to give out...I gotta sit down again.* 
Instead she leaned against the wall. Anne retreated a little, dropped her 
panties and lifted up her skirt. It was her turn, and she finished up pretty 
quick.

Anne helped Shawna walk back to the fire, she was strangely silent until they 
were almost in sight of the party'ers.  Anne then leaned closer to Shawna and 
whispered into her ear, "Go fuck that guy of yours sweetie...I'll be around if 
you need me after." And she gently kissed Shawna on the lips.  Not a long 
and passionate kiss, but the feeling lingered, like the tongue-ear tickle. 
Shawna's head was swimming now and before she knew it Donny was 
standing in front of them offering Shawna his arm.

Anne backed away from Shawna slowly, still smiling. After a few steps she 
turned and walked toward Tim, who was doing his best impression of a 
drunk guy smashing a beer can against his forehead.  Shawna watch her go 
and started to regain some of her reason.  She realized *Oh...my panties are 
wet.* She grabbed Donny's arm and they walked back to their spot on the 
log.

When the sat down again Shawna noticed that there were a number of people 
dancing to the music.  It was still quite loud and Shawna wondered again if 
the cops would show up.  *Omigod, my parents'll kill me if I get arrested.*

They watched the dancers for a while, both moving to the music until 
Shawna said, "You wanna dance?" "Are you sure? How's your knee?" "I 
think it'll be ok," she smiled. "Lets just dance slow, kay?" That was just fine 
with Donny. "Sure, ok."

For the next hour they danced.  Near the end though Shawna's knee started 
to ache a bit and she use Donny for even more support as they danced in that 
dance-embrace style. Her head rested on his shoulder for the most part, and 
his hands slowly drifted downwards until one rested on her ass, and the other 
caressed her lower back. His hands felt so good where they were, and 
Shawna was passed the point of caring now.  From her perspective there was 
no one else around, just the two of them. She looked up at him, opened her 
mouth to say something, but promptly forgot.  Donny used the opportunity to 
kiss her.  It was long and passionate.  Shawna kept her mouth open and he 
quickly slipped in his tongue.  She luxuriated in the feeling of being held, 
caressed, and kissed.  She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on.  
Her knees were failing her and she knew that if Donny weren't holding her 
up she would probably fall over.

*Oh...I don't want this to end...he feels sooo good next to me ...oh...what's 
this...* Donny's erection was straining in his pants...it was only semi-erect 
as they were dancing...but now it threatened to burst through his pants.  
"Shawna...do you...do you wanna go back to the car?" She smiled at him 
and took his hand.

They didn't exactly run, since Shawna's knee was still fairly sore, even 
under the influence of alcohol and pain killers, but still she managed to walk, 
or limp, pretty fast.

Once in the car they embraced again. *Oh...Donny, touch me... your hands 
feel soo good.* They kissed and Donny moved his hands inside her sweater.  
He caressed her breasts and felt her nipples become erect.  Shawna moaned 
softly in response to his ministrations.

Suddenly, Shawna had a moment of clarity...she was about to have sex, in a 
car, 50 feet from a whole group of people.  What if somebody comes to the 
parking lot while they are...engaged in the act.  *No...this is the wrong 
place...I have to slow this down.* But Donny had other ideas.

Donny had managed to pull her sweater up level with her bra and had almost 
popped the catch in the back when she said, "Donny, not here. I don't feel 
right." Donny just kept going. "Aw com'on Shawnee..." She started to push 
him away now. "Donny, please..." The catch popped on her bra, and it fell 
away from her breasts. He moved his lips down to her right breast.

"Donny! No!" Shawna pushed his head aside and pulled her sweater down. 
Donny moved back to his side of the car. "Take me home Donny. I've have 
enough fun for tonight."

****************************************

On the drive back to Shawna's house neither talked...they were each angry at 
the other...but there was something else.  It was that overwhelming feeling of 
deja vu again.  They both knew that they had been through this exact same 
situation before.   With each other! The confusion in their thoughts kept them 
from talking, and arguing until they got back to Shawna's house.

"Can I call you tomorrow?" Donny sounded apologetic, but Shawna was still 
steamed. "I don't know...ah shit!...OK, call me tomorrow." She waved as 
she limped up to the front door. Needless to say, she was well within her 
curfew. *Fuck! No kiss g'night... no hugs...no fuckin' nothin'...this 
sucks.* Donny was also pretty steamed on the long drive home. Actually the 
drive was pretty brief..it only felt like a hundred miles to him. *Shit! She's 
going to leave me over this...damn it...damn it...* Donny felt terrible on the 
drive home, and alone.

*****************************************

RRingg...RRingg.... "Hello," Shawna's mother answered the phone. It was 
around 11:00 AM. "Yes Donny, she's right here." She handed Shawna the 
phone.

"Hello," Shawna's greeting was guarded.  "Shawnee...uh...we uh... we 
need to talk. Can I come over and pick you up?  We could take a trip to the 
mall.  I'll buy you lunch...'kay?" Silence. "Shawnee??"

"Ya...I'm still here...OK Donny.  I'll be ready in a half hour. I'll see you 
then." "OK Shawnee...uh..tha...that's great! I'll see you then. Bye." "Bye." 
They both hung up.

******************************************

Shawna was falling behind... *Jeez...he's walking too fast damn it! My knee 
still hurts!* "Donny will you slow down a bit, I can't keep up." "Uh...sorry 
Shawnee." *Shit! it's not my fault ...I thought she wanted it. She was the 
one putting out the signals...shit...just when I thought we were going to do 
the wild-thing she ups and backs out...and she's mad at ME?!*

In the back of his little shop the wizard chuckled to himself. *Heh..heh..oh 
good. Donny just went to the bank machine...heh... heh.* The wolf lifted his 
head up off the pillow and looked at the wizard, who, to all outward 
appearance was laughing to himself over some private joke. *You 
know...you really are a dick.*

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Hope you liked it.

Bobbi Dare  

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