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artificialqueens · 4 years

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Blue Neighborhood Series: EASE (Jan-centric) - Mac

AN: Again, nothing I do would ever come to completion without Meggie being my rock and betaing this monstrosity. I love her and I hope yall like this one!

Summary: The students of Eastview Highschool are still reeling from a post by their school drama account. Jan is too busy with auditioning for the school musical to pay much mind to a bit of teenage angst. Jan is too busy in general. But she’s not overworked. She’s totally fine. She can handle it. She has everything under control.

6:00am: Wake Up

Jan’s eyes slowly adjusted themselves to the morning light just beginning to peek through her curtains. She didn’t groan, didn’t add five minutes to her alarm. She rolled up and out of bed.

She pulled the sheet taut where she had messed it up while sleeping and tucked it back under her mattress, doing the same to the blanket. She fluffed her pillows and set them upright, and finally placed her little stuffed bunny in the center of the pillows.

She knelt down to pull the drawers from under her bed. She selected a random combination of shorts and t-shirt before queuing up her morning run playlist. She noted a text from Gigi and about eleven other people.

G: no idea.

G: u sure it’s one of our girls?

J: Looks like our uniform.

7:00am: Shower

Jan didn’t fuss too much in the shower, rinsing herself down quickly, but making sure to apply her favorite body soap generously along her legs and arms. It smelled like peaches and always reminded her of summertime.

She brushed her teeth in the shower too. When she mentioned offhandedly to Jackie one day the older girl had looked grossed out. Jan didn’t mind.

It was more efficient that way.

7:20am: Breakfast

Jan kissed her mother on the cheek as thanks for another delicious meal.

She fussed after Jan, telling her to be safe on her way to school and to text her when practice was over. Jan assured her mother that she would and skipped out the door, bookbag in tow, without another word.

7:30am: Walk to School

Jackie had taken to walking in the morning with Crystal and her weird art friends recently, so it was just Gigi and Brita that met Jan at her door.

Jan greeted them with a warm smile and made it about halfway down her porch steps before Brita launched into her many theories about who on the cheer team was sleeping with a basketball player.

The picture had made the rounds last night. Jan was up doing an online lab for her college chemistry course when she got the notification.

Yes, she had her notifications on for the school drama account. Sue her, but she liked to be in the know about things.

She immediately recognized their cheer outfit and hadn’t hesitated before contacting every single girl on the team to inquire about who was making out with Eastview High’s All Star basketball player.

No one on the team fessed up.

Jan wasn’t concerned per se. It was their prerogative to make out with whoever, but if this was about to be a scandal, she’d rather be ahead of it.

“When I first saw it I thought it might be you, J,” Brita said, turning to shoot a look at Jan.

“Oh my god, Brittany!” Jan shook her head as if it were the wildest idea she’d ever heard.

“I’m just sayin’.” Brita held her hands up in surrender. “My first thought was good for her. She needs some stress relief.”

“I don’t need that kind of relief.” Jan chuckled.

Brita just hummed skeptically.

Jan turned to look at Gigi who was being awfully quiet that morning, “Who do you think it was, Gigi?”

“I have no idea.” Gigi just shrugged.

Jan wasn’t convinced. Gigi was staring at her shoes like they were the most interesting shoes on the planet. She clearly knew something she wasn’t telling them. Jan made a mental note to prod her for details later.

“Well, the tall one was definitely Hall. That’s for sure,” Brita continued rambling.

“Why do you say that?” Gigi asked innocently.

Now Jan was sure Gigi knew something. Everyone with two eyes and half a brain cell knew the person not in the cheer uniform was Hall. Jaida was the damn captain of the team. The most lauded person in their highschool. Everyone knew what she looked like.

Brita looked at Gigi confusedly. “Besides the obvious, it’s her truck in the picture.”

“It could have just been someone else on her car,” Gigi spoke quietly, clearly losing her nerve.

“I doubt it. Did you see how tall the other person was?” Brita shook her head. “No, it’s definitely Hall.”

The conversation lulled a bit as the three made their way into the school building, through the metal detectors, and headed down the hallway to their lockers. All conveniently located next to each other.

When Gigi had asked how that had happened Jan had just shrugged and said that being student body president had its advantages.

As they sifted through their lockers for their books, Jan mused. “But which one of our girls would be sleeping with Hall?”

Brita thought a moment before holding up a hand to count off her fingers. “Well, start with which ones are gay. Jackie, Gigi-”

Jan cut her off. “You don’t have to be gay to wanna sleep with Hall.”

“Okay, true.” Brita giggled.

“For straight girls, you both sure talk about how hot Jaida is a lot.” Gigi gave them both pointed looks, before continuing. “Besides, half the squad is gay that doesn’t help.”

Brita and Jan agreed and gave up theorizing for now as they waltzed into homeroom with their arms linked.

7:40am Homeroom/Announcements

Jan shot their homeroom teacher a smile before excusing herself to the front office.

While being the student body president did have its perks, it also had its responsibilities. Namely, the announcements every morning.

Jan greeted the ladies at the front desk and spent the better part of ten minutes cooing at pictures and videos of their young children that they always insisted on showing her. Jan never minded. It always made them smile and it made her smile, so it was a win-win.

Principal Visage came by a few moments later. She gave Jan a warm smile and ran her through the announcements for the day, handing over the slip of paper with the same information.

Jan took it eagerly and attempted to strike up a conversation with her principal. But Mrs. Visage wasn’t one for small talk and excused herself shortly after the homeroom bell rang. She gave Jan an encouraging smile, though, before disappearing into her office.

Jan readied herself by the microphone and smiled as a couple of students filed into the office to make announcements for their various clubs.

Bryce showed up at 8:00 on the dot and Jan chastised him for giving her a heart attack. Her VP slash boyfriend of two years just smiled. “You know I’d never leave you hangin’.”

Jan didn’t have time to retort before the bell rang. She took a deep inhale and exhale before pressing down on the intercom and putting on her cheeriest voice.

“Good Wednesday morning Eastview High! I hope you guys are ready for the football game this Friday. Get excited! Go Eagles!” Jan paused to look over at the students in line. “We’ve got quite a few student announcements this morning so I’ll let them take it away.”

Jan moved back and allowed each of the line of students access to the mic to plug their after school activity or club. It was still early in the semester so there were quite a few. Jan herself made plugs for both the cheerleading and soccer teams.

“Now to your VP for the most important announcement, lunch.”

Jan turned to Bryce who smiled goofily. “That was a Jan-mazing joke there!”

Jan could hear groans from the nearby homerooms. She just smiled. Early on in their relationship, Bryce had somehow decided that making puns out of Jan’s name was peak comedy. Although, he had a weird grasp on what counted as a pun. She had tried to explain to him that the joke wasn’t funny unless the word already had an ‘an’ in it. He still didn’t seem to get it.

He even got her a necklace for the anniversary that said Janmate. Like soulmate… but… her name.

She took it all in stride though and forced a laugh anyway.

“For lunch we’ve got chicken and pizza-”

Jan spaced out for a bit as Bryce went on about the menu for today. He cracked a few jokes and the ladies at the front desk practically swooned. Jan rolled her eyes fondly. Bryce had that effect on people.

She closed out the announcements with her encouraging quote of the day and a reminder to get tickets to Friday’s game.

8:15 - 12:20: Classes

Jan was taking all AP classes this semester which meant she had to work ten times harder to keep up with everyone else. Yes, she was still in line for salutatorian, and yes, she could probably get As in every class without lifting a finger, and yes, she was taking college courses in addition to her current course load, and no, she wasn’t overworked.

12:25: Lunch

Jan threw her pile of books in her locker with little regard to how they tumbled against each other at the bottom. She grabbed her purse and Gigi’s hand and the two made their way down to the lunchroom.

Jan waited until they were in line, trays in hand, boxed in by students on either side of them before finally asking, “So what aren’t you telling me?”

Gigi tensed immediately and tried valiantly to keep eye contact with Jan, “What are you talking about?”

Jan grabbed a yogurt from the fridge and turned back to face Gigi. “You know who’s in the picture don’t you?”

“No,” Gigi answered too quickly.

Jan wasn’t convinced. “Well, you know something.”

Gigi grabbed two slices of pizza while shaking her head, “I really don’t, J. Honest.”

They made their way up to the register and Jan smiled warmly at the lady running the machine. She gave her a glare in response. Jan paid for her lunch and waited patiently for Gigi to do the same.

Jan knew she wasn’t going to get anything more out of Gigi. They had grown up together and Jan knew better by now than to keep pushing.

But a little part of her did wonder. “Who are you covering for?”

“No one. I’m not covering for anyone!” Gigi exclaimed.

“I know, I’m teasing.” Jan gave a giggle.

Gigi huffed but allowed a small smile to grace her face.

The two sat down at their usual table. Bryce, Brita, and Brita’s boyfriend Bruno all came and joined them a bit later.

Lunch passed in a blurr. Jan half-listened to Bryce talk about the football team and their upcoming game. The rest of her time was spent worrying her bottom lip between her teeth and mentally running through her lines for her audition tomorrow.

1:25-3:30: Classes

The afternoon always seemed to pass slower to Jan. She noticed three times that her mind had drifted off and away from the work in front of her. She really needed to get a grip. And maybe some more sleep tonight.

4:00pm: Cheer Practice

Jan led the girls through another grueling practice.

Ten laps to start, stretching exercises, pyramid clean up, full routine until they got it perfect.

It was nowhere near perfect when six o’clock hit, but there wasn’t time to dwell on that. There wasn’t time for much of anything.

Roll up the floor mats, change for soccer practice, eat a granola bar on the way to the field.

6:10pm: Soccer Practice

Jan had been playing soccer since she was 5.

Her parents swore she came out of the womb juggling. Jan always laughed and told them that was anatomically impossible. Her father then would say she got her mother’s humor.

Practice was fairly uneventful. Tiring as hell, as usual, but it always left Jan feeling accomplished.

8:00pm: Dinner and Homework

Jan was thankful for the light load today. When the spring musical started up, she would really be stretched thin. Luckily for now she only had cheer every school day and soccer three days a week and soccer games on weekends and her college class every other day and being student body president every day and keeping her 4.0 GPA…

It was manageable. For now at least.

Jan scarfed down the leftovers her mother had set aside for her and started on her pile of work. She was usually good about keeping on top of homework, so it only took a few hours to get everything done. She checked in on her college chemistry course to make sure she had turned in her lab quiz. She had.

When Jan looked up it was already 11pm. She sighed and knew her parents and brother were most likely asleep by now. She would have to practice her audition song outside.

Jan hopped in the shower and rinsed herself off, hoping the steam would help her vocal chords and the grime coming off her like a sheet would help her feel better.

She tiptoed down the stairs and out her back door. She walked to the edge of her backyard and perched herself up on the fence, trying to get distance away from the houses so she didn’t bother anyone.

She shivered as the cool air bit at her exposed ankles.

She started humming softly, reaccustoming her voice to its own music. She took her time, running through warmups softly until she felt secure enough. She let herself get a bit louder and heard their neighbor Rock shut her window pointedly.

Jan sighed. She needed to practice.

She kept going, letting the notes extend past her mouth and fill the night air around her. She counted off in her head and hit each beat perfectly on cue with the music forever spinning in her mind.

A window opened from a nearby house, but it was too dark to see who it was or where it was.

Jan kept going, getting into the chorus and letting her control slip and her voice do what it wanted to. The air around her seemed to crackle with electricity and her heart rate increased as she hit the high note and this… this was what Jan lived for.

The crickets, an appreciative audience continued their chirping as Jan finished the last lyrics.

Somewhere, much closer than was comfortable came a soft clapping. It startled Jan at first.

She looked over to see none other than Jaida Essence Hall leaning over Jan’s fence to applaud her. Jan, ever the performer, gave a mock curtsey and Jaida chuckled lightly.

“Hey, Jaida,” Jan said in greeting.

“Hey, Jan.”

They didn’t do this. They didn’t talk like this. Like friends.

Not that they weren’t friends.

They had grown up together.

Although, Jan grew up with everyone in this neighborhood so that wasn’t really saying much. Although they had all grown up playing games in the middle of the street, running around in the heat slick sun and scraping their knees on solid concrete. And that meant a lot as a kid. It still sometimes meant a lot.

“How are you?” Jan asked.

Jaida’s demeanor suddenly changed and she let out a bitter laugh. “Oh you know.”

“I really don’t.”

There was a pointed pause. “No, I guess you don’t,” Jaida mused.

The silence stretched between them and the once calming air of the outdoors suddenly felt stifling.

“I’m sorry.”

Jaida looked up. “Why? You take the picture?”

“No!” Jan shook her head. “But still. I’m guessing this isn’t how you wanted things to go.”

“You’d guess correct.” Jaida sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “You gon’ ask me who it was? Has she told you yet?”

Jan bit her lip. She wasn’t going to ask, no matter how much she wanted to know. “No. And no. No one told me anything.”

“Hmm. Weird. I woulda thought you knew from the start.” Jaida seemed almost… shocked. Like she figured Jan already knew. Like she figured Jan had this dirt on her and oh, now Jan understood what this was about.

“I don’t know who it was. And even if I did, it’s none of my business.” Jan spoke firmly. “Is that why you came down here then? To make sure I wouldn’t tell?”

“No! Well yes, and no.” Jaida looked down at her feet guiltily. “I knew you weren’t the type to go spreadin gossip, but I wanted to make sure.” Jaida looked back up to meet Jan’s eyes “plus I hadn’t heard you sing since we were little.”

At Jan’s confused expression, Jaida laughed a bit, “You tellin’ me you don’t remember when we were growin’ up and you and Jackie would put on these elaborate plays and keep us all hostage til we clapped?”

“We did not keep you hostage!” Jan exclaimed.

“Roxanne nearly pissed herself one time!”

“She did not!”

A voice rang out above their heads. “Did too!”

Jaida and Jan looked up and over to see Rock leaning out her window to gaze down at them.

“Rock, what the fuck?” Jaida asked in between confused chuckles.

“Sorry, I was just listening to Jan singing and I heard my name so I thought- I just thought I’d- I’ll just go now.” Rock made a show of closing her window, but the shadow of her head was still visible through her curtains, making it clear she was still listening in.

Jan just laughed at the ludicracy of it all. She found Jaida doing the same.

It was strange. That after all this time. All the ways life had changed them, they still stood here, laughing in spite of it all.

Jan and Jaida’s eyes met and for a brief moment it felt a bit like lightning. A bit like they were supposed to be here right now. Together.

Jaida must have realized she was staring because she coughed a bit awkwardly. “Well, I should let you get back to it.”

Jan felt her stomach drop at the notion, but she nodded. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll see you around.”

“Yeah.” Jaida smiled before turning on her heel and disappearing back into her yard. Jan found herself surprised to be missing the other girl’s presence.

She shook it off and went through her song a few more times before deciding to call it a night.

She made sure to shout a goodnight to Rock, who she was sure blushed at being caught out, but returned the sentiment nonetheless.

Jan tiptoed back up the stairs to her room and set her alarm for the morning.

7:22am: Wake Up

Jan woke up like a flash. As if her body instinctively knew something was wrong. The light filtering through her curtains was way too bright for it to be 6:00am. She looked over to her phone and her heart leapt at the time.

She bolted out of bed and threw on the outfit she had laid out the night before. She didn’t have time to do her makeup, a pre-audition ritual she always partook in. She didn’t have time at all before she heard a knock at the front door.

She raced down to see Jackie, Gigi, and Brita all looking at her concerned. She looked a mess probably. Jan tried to give them a reassuring smile and said she’d be right down and she just had to grab her bag and her sheet music.

She closed the door lightly and sprinted up the stairs, grabbing the aforementioned items and giving herself one last onceover in the mirror.

Jan knew this wasn’t the end of the world. In reality, she had only missed her morning run and shower, which was fine. Everything was fine. It didn’t feel like her world was suddenly crashing down around her.

7:35am: Walk to School

The group walked in relative silence. At least for Jan’s part. She was running through her lines over and over and over in her head, while Jackie encouraged her softly and Brita and Gigi talked in hushed tones all the way to school.

Jan hardly even registered the fact that Jackie was walking with them today. When she asked about it, the older girl just shook her head and said not to worry about it. Jan agreed to drop it, if only for the fact that the nerves in her stomach were making it hard to talk.

Jan bid Brita and Gigi goodbye at the auditorium doors. Jackie hung back, clearly sensing that something was wrong.

“Are you okay?” she asked, genuine concern creeping into her voice.

Jan nodded. “Yeah, I just woke up late and it freaked me out.”

Jackie nodded but seemed unconvinced. “Well, you got this.” She gave Jan’s hands a squeeze. “Don’t worry.”

Jan gave her a small smile and nodded.

She did. She totally had this.

She walked into the auditorium, greeted the director and the stage manager and got all the way up on stage before she realized that she actually didn’t have this. That maybe for the first time in her life, Jan really wasn’t going to do well at this.

It was a stupid thought. A silly voice that she could usually shut out.

But now it was the only thing she could hear.

She couldn’t hear the lines being read out to her or the start of her music. Something inside her had snapped and she couldn’t shake the feeling of dread creeping up on her.

As if to further rub salt in the wound, right as she was about to hit the high note, her voice cracked.

Jan wasn’t delusional.

She had known this balancing act would come to an end eventually. She was doing too much. Everyone said so.

But she couldn’t seem to stop herself either. She just had a lot of love in her heart. And she needed to show it somehow.

Or maybe she just wanted to be good at something. So she had tried a bit of everything and when she found that she wasn’t truly exceptional at any one thing she just kept doing everything. Maybe she had been hoping that no one would realize how lost she truly was if she just did everything.

Because Jan felt lost.

And it hit her like a truck everytime she stopped moving. So she hadn’t stopped moving.

She had known this balancing act would come to an end eventually. She just didn’t think everything would come to an end now.

Jan ran out of the auditorium and into someone. She opened her mouth to apologize but a familiar voice cut her off before she was able.

“Hey, I was just gonna come wish you luck-” Jaida took in Jan’s frazzled appearance. “Are you okay?”

Jan looked up at her, tears blurring her vision that much more. “I-I-” Jan could hardly speak, let alone explain all that was wrong with her at that moment.

“What do you need?” Jaida said seriously.

“I don’t know.” Jan’s voice sounded strange in her own head and she couldn’t stop gasping for air. She hardly noticed the crowd that was quickly forming around them.

“Okay, come here, people are starin’.” Jaida grabbed Jan’s hand and led her out the nearest doors and out to the back parking lot.

Jan was still breathing heavily and doing her best to articulate the fact that she still had to go do the announcements.

“Nuh-uh, baby, you gonna stay right here till you can breathe again,” Jaida asserted.

Jan tried to insist that she had things to do, places to be. Jaida just sat her down against the cold brick wall of their high school and assured her that everything was going to be fine. Jan went to argue, but the sight of familiar red curls coupled with unfamiliar dark ones caught her eye.

Bryce, Jan’s boyfriend of two years, came stumbling out from under the bleachers with a petite brunette following close behind him.

Jan recognized her immediately. Dahlia.

Bryce had this giddy smile on his face and looked to all the world like he had just had the time of his life. Dahlia was just laughing at him and clutching the strap of her book bag like it was a lifeline. The pair didn’t see Jan and Jaida at first.

If Jan had any more pride left in her; she’d feel remorseful for yelling at him.

But she didn’t.

She stood up and started screaming at the top of her lungs about how much of a scumbag he was. About how he never really cared about her and was only ever in their relationship for the VP position. It made perfect sense to Jan why he would cheat. And with Dahlia no less. A girl she looked nothing like.

Jaida had to steer her away from the pair of lovebirds or Jan was going to do something really stupid.

“Hey, hey, it’s not worth it.” Jaida tried to speak calmly.

Jan wasn’t having it. She pulled out her phone with every intention of recording her cheating boyfriend and his side chick when she saw a notification from the school’s drama account.

She had been tagged in a picture.

Before she could think too much about it, Jan clicked on the post. She felt dread seeping into her stomach. The picture was of her and Jaida standing awfully close outside the auditorium. Jan’s heart nearly gave out at the caption.

A player on and off the court.

Before Jan could process what the hell that meant her phone lit up with notifications.

She managed to single out Brita’s name from the bunch and opened their conversation. Jan could feel hot tears pricking the edges of her eyes, which only served to blur her phone screen more.

B: y didn’t u tell us u were the one making out with Hall?

That was the final straw.

Jan broke down.

She broke down. At 7:58am on a Thursday morning, leaning against a dirty brick wall with a girl she hadn’t spoken to in years dabbing at her eyes with the edge of her shirt.

#rpdr fanfiction #jan sport #jaida essence hall #gigi goode #brita filter #jackie cox #high school au #lesbian au #cisgirl au #fluff #angst #hurt/comfort #blue neighborhood series #ease #mac #s12

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sweetpeachjones · 5 years

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You Made Ur Bed 8

Episode 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 , 6 , 7

A/N: excuse the typos and grammer, and curse me out later for making you wait so long

After the ceremony at Davida House

OMG Sean, you should have been there.Y/N was there being a total slut damn near sucking this nigga dick-

She stopped in her tracks when Sean jerked up wiping his nose. Davida looked behind him, and all she could see was a mirror with two white powder lines and a playing card.

"Sean, I KNOW you aren't doing what I think your doing, I thought you quit that." "I did but I just don't it recreational, plus I'm bored as fuck." "Well, how but getting a job." "You know how hard it is for a felon to get one, they see that on my app and its, don't call us we'll call you' type bullshit." "But bae you can keep you from trying I'm mean I got my ticket, she exclaimed rubbing her stomach, you need to get yours, I don't need some sorry nigga eating off my plate." "The fuck you say, I wasn't any sorry nigga when I had you in the diamonds n furs, dripping sauce. Nigga gon for some time and bitches want to get amnesia. "Yeah well times have changed, she said getting up taking off her jewelry, you need to get it together and clean that shit up now!"

Sean angrily cleaned the mess up and walked out of the room slamming the door hard.

One week after the pool incident at Eriks house

You sprained your ankle and fractured your elbow and a laceration above your right eye. You had a cast on your ankle and the sling on right arm and stitches for your cut. Against your wishes, Erik insisted you stay to get better and even took off to nurse you. He has been waiting on hand and foot and doing the sweet thing like washing n oiling your hair and make sure your cast was dry as he gave you luxurious bubble baths and even carried you to the bathroom. But you knew Erik this is his whole game to get you to stay.

You sat in the bedroom on the bed fluff high on pillows while Erik was in the other room. You needed something on the dresser but you didn't want to bother Erik, plus he was smothering so you were going to take advantage of his absence. As you reached, you fell out bed with a loud thud. You never felt so helpless and began to weep. Erik ran upstairs to see you on the floor as he picked you up you start to get angry.

"Get the fuck away from me," you sobbed as tried your best to hit him in the chest.

"Girl wtf is wrong you!" "YOU, YOU THE FUCKING CAUSE FOR THIS!", pointing to the cast and moving the sling. "This is your fault because of your fucked up ego." "Well, I did think you would jump." You looked at him, and before you blew a gasket, you calmed down, "You know what, you said coolly if I didn't make it it would have been a lot better than to married to you." Erik looked you in the eyes hoping to see the humor, but you were dead serious. "You don't mean that Y/N." "Oh yes I do, this marriage has gone to hell. I don't know why I stayed this long with your cheating ass and constant lying. You think Davida was the only one, I knew about the others, I know when you were out fucking them hoes ERIK!. I'd find hints: the perfume, lipstick, the missing earring in your car. I noticed the way you shower, or you were smelling like a different, soap I don't even buy. I just let you do your thing as long as they never had the guts to step out place I was cool, cause at the end of the day you are going to do what you want to do and you were home every night mainly. But you started to get reckless and shit with Davida, so I figured you weren't giving a fuck anymore. And had the bitch calling the house and your fucking student at that! The fuck was you thinking; you were about to risk it all for some broad? Really?!

Erik looks away, before answering.

"She reminded me of you before you lost the baby. She had that happiness, that joy, that light you once had. We clicked like me, and you used to."

You rolled your eyes at his last statement. He continued.

"After the incident, you became bitter and once you started drinking you was like a shell. Like I understand she went, and nothing will bring her back, but you got to move on. It was never my intentions to get her pregnant we stopped after a few times then she tells me. I love you more than anything; I'll do whatever I can to right my wrongs. But I will be a father to my child."

"You wanna right your wrongs, grant me a divorce. Well split everything down the middle and keep control of our organizations."

"You sure you want that"

"Yes I can't keep going on like this, I love you, but I can't be in a marriage with you."

Erik looked deep in thought. He sighed, "Okay if that's what you want. I won't hold you back."

Next day at Davida's House

"So how far are you now?" Erik asked. I'm 35 weeks so our Lil boy will be here soon," Davida answered excitedly.

"Cool well when you are going on your next appointment I'll be there. I'll be over later to help set the crib and baby stuff."

"I need you to set up something in my bedroom," Davida answered back seductively.

Erik catching the hint but didn't feed into it, "yeah like I said I'll be over to put the BABY stuff up."

"Mhmm, well see you soon boo." "Don't call me that," and he hung up quickly.

Davida just laughed as she put her phone in the car seat as she pulled up her driveway. She parked the car and remembered she had to set a date in the phone at the same time entering her front door. She didn't notice the five large men sitting on her furniture. She looked up from her phone and grabbed her chest as fear and shock took over her whole body.

"Who are you and why the fuck are you in my house?!"

"Be cool sweetheart," the smaller of the five spoke. He physically fit but wasn't as buff as the others." I'm Mike Love and we just looking for ya boy Sean that's all."

"I don't know a Sean." "See, I'm trying to be a gentleman here but you're lying is going to turn this into an UGLY situation, and you don't want that." Mike said coolly as he walked towards her stroking Davida's cheek. "Now I'll never hit a lady especially a pregnant one, but I can't say the same for my guys. They weren't born with sense." "I don't know where he is I swear, I go to school and work part-time," he goes where he wants to, tears streaming down her face. "Shhhh it's okay love I believe you. But you tell Sean to get at me asap; I'd hate to come back here again and next it is not going to be as pleasant."

Mike turned to his goons and told them to leave and just like that they were gone. Davida ran to lock the door behind them and sunk to the floor a blubbering mess.

Four weeks later at the lawyer's office.

Well, I have to say this was the smoothest divorce ever an easy way to make my paycheck." Erik lawyer comments as he finalized the paperwork.

Erik and Y/N sat across from each other. Neither of them looked up as it was too sad to look each other in the eyes. Erik was the most hurt, he felt betrayed, he felt like he was trying and Y/n was giving up months of progress screwed up by two days. He couldn't fathom life without y/n she had been with him since day one, she believed in his projects, his dreams and wished he could have given her whatever she wanted. So he cheated little fuck up compare to the husband his friends were. Even in the pants suit, she was wearing she looked like a goddess and all he wanted to do to take her away forget all this drama and start over.

Y/n could feel Erik staring. After all these years he could still make her blood rush just by one look. She always loved Erik deeply but how many times can he spit in her face. Plus being careless enough to get someone pregnant, the audacity of it.

She felt a nudge pulling her out of her deep thoughts.

"What's that." "I said do you, and Mr. Stevens agree to the terms of the divorce?" My lawyer repeated. "Oh yeah, I'm good are you?", Y/n said finally looking up at Erik. He nodded, and we both signed the papers.

"Well that's it you two are no longer hitched. Haha, I must say I've done sooner if only my wife wouldn't take everything. Women right." He playfully nudged Erik and Erik only stared at him.

The lawyers began to leave the room and Erik, and y/n lingered in the room.

Well this is it, Erik said

Y/n leaned against the table arms folded

"I guess so huh." "I guess it wouldn't hurt to have a goodbye hug?" "No, it wouldn't."

Erik walked over in two strides stood in front of y/n and hugged her. He head protectively rested on top of hers as y/n slowly wrapped her arms around his chest. They stood like that for a minute until Erik kissed her forehead. Y/n leaned her head back some allowing Erik to kiss her nose; she leaned back until Erik pecked her lips. He pecked them again seeing as she didn't protest the first time. The third time he let his lips lingered as she kissed back. That's all he needed for confirmation. He gently grabbed her hair pulling her head back some allowing access to her neck. He kissed and sucked on her neck as if he was a vamp on his victim. They were too busy to hear the conversation of one the lawyers doubling back to find something. Once the door flew open, they immediately stop while Y/N's lawyer just stared as if they crazy, while Erik's lawyer smirk and closed the door.

Regaining common sense and more so embarrassed y/n pushed Erik back and fixed her shirt chastising herself while doing so. Erik just looked more frustrated as he fixed his coat. No words being said to each other as they head out of the office when they got to the elevators and stood on the opposite corners. Erik spoke first.

"Well, I hope we can friends after all this." "I don t know about that." "Aww come on y/n," he said walking towards her, "we have known each other for too long just to stop being each friend." "But u sneaky tho." Erik feined shock, "Me no," and he flashed those golden slugs and mischievous smile the y/n knew all too well. She laughed knowing this could be nice. "Yea whatever"

At Davida house two weeks back

Sean pulls in the driveway days after disappearing. Davida was waiting on him. Sean thought he could sneak through the patio. As soon he turned on the lights a glass cup was hurled at him, but he dodged it quickly.

"What the fuck." : What the fuck is right where have you been?!" Davida mocked furiously.

"I had some moves to do." "Liar u smell clean as fuck, so been u at somebody house, but I don't care who is Mike love and why the FUCK was he in MY house.

Sean's hearts stop. That's one name he did not want hear.

What did you say Nigga you heard me who is Mike Davida listens, Sean grabbed hold of her shoulders. I pissed off some significant and dangerous people, and for your safety and mine, I should not be here. Damn right u shouldn't, niggas come up in here seven deep, just what the fuck did you do? You remember Physco from our old neighborhood? You mean walk around with a machete in broad daylight Physco, him?! Yea well I had an opportunity to blame something on his baby brother in jail. I didnt know they were related, but word got around and by that time I was long gone.

Feeling like an ass, Davida felt more sympathy for Sean. All this time she was hard, and he had a deathwish looming. She knew what he was up against and Physco was the type he wasn't gonna stop til there was blood.

Well, here I got some money n take my car. Take your car?! Yes, take it, ill tell Erik it was stolen n ill get another besides your safety is important to me. Ok but id have to go tonight. Tonight?! Yeah Davida sucked her teeth fine She went upstairs to her safe, put the code in pulled out 30,000 her women intuition was screaming "heffa are you crazy," but her heart wanted him to be safe. She wanted to travel with him, but the dangers that followed were enough to keep her back. She put the money in a crown royal bag along with the keys to her car and the passport and falsified documents that he asked him to do a while back when he was job hunting. She ran back down and gave it to Sean. He looked apologetically as he was taking away from a pregnant woman, sensing his hesitation she spoke. Please take it and when you get to a safe place ill come.

They embrace in what seems like the worlds longest kiss. Sean rushed out to the garage. Once he cranked the car and sped down the block, he never noticed the black Lambo following him. As the road twist and turned the car behind never missed a beat, and since they were the only two on the road, it was hard to lose them on a one-way street. Sean knew exactly who it was and turned off into the woods. Once he got deep enough, he turned the car off and lit a cigarette. Now or never he thought. As the Lambo neared the headlights nearly blinded him in the rearview mirror. He took his last drag as the passenger door to the Lambo opened up. Out stood Mike and Sean opened his door. The two men walked to each other and embraced in a lovers kiss! The tongue kiss was so explicit that the guard in the car started to get a little uncomfortable.

Omg bae I missed you, Mike said So have I, Sean replied So did u get the documents, Mike asked Of course, plus she gave me the car, you must scare the crap out of her. Well, I had to sell it. Breaking into her house, in that neighborhood, with five niggas was hard as hell. But worth it now that got my baby back. Let's go Paris awaits. Well what can we do car Either take it with us or better yet torch it, makes it more believable something happens to you. But she gave me this car Mike was getting slightly jealous, "And!?" Well I just don't want to torch it "Fuck that I'll take care of it," Mike walked towards the guard in his car mumbling, "Nigga act like he still loves the bitch or something!" "Hey!" motioning towards the guard. " I want to get rid of this car I don't care what you do I don't want to see it my sight again. SEAN!! let's go!"

The guard got out, and Mike and Sean got in the Lambo and drove off. The guard was left by himself in the car.

"Shit nigga crazy as hell baby mama bout to get a new whip!"

Present Day (After the Erik's and Y/N divorce agreement)

So your car was stolen?" Erik asked in disbelief as he works putting up the baby's crib and other items as Davida told her story sitting in a rocking chair. Erik made sure she didnt lift a finger, and she enjoyed every minute of it.

Yes, would you believe, right in my friend's neighborhood, I had to take an Uber home? I knew I should have stayed my ass home, told that girl to move out the projects.

Well, luckily you and the baby are safe. Ill hook you up I got a cousin who works for Honda.

Honda? The fuck! Do you want your baby mother and your heir riding around in some raggedy Honda? Because if I pulled child support, I can afford more.

It will be a current year! he pleaded. She stared at him motherfuckerly.

Alright, what you want? he asked

Momma wants a Benz!

Momma gonna have to clap them cheeks and suck a mean dick, and I mean to make that shit disappear for a Benz.

Aint like I done it before, Davida laughed, so how your wife anyway

Don't worry about her; he said what quick attitude.

Damn alright, I got to go to the bathroom, help me up these damn cramps killing me.

Cramps! What do you mean you in labor?

Not till the water breaks

As soon as she stood up she felt another cramp not so intense but bad enough to double over, Erik kept her steady.

I think we should go, do you have your things packed?

Yea in the downstairs closet in the foyer

Erik went to retrieve the bag as Davida wobbled to the restroom. She felt pressure and pushed thinking it was #2 when she got up she almost fainted at sight.

ERIK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Sen. Go aids market vendors, fire victims in Bulacan

#PHnews: Sen. Go aids market vendors, fire victims in Bulacan

PLARIDEL, Bulacan – Senator Christopher Lawrence “Bong” Go is continuously bringing assistance to Bulakenyos.

On Tuesday, the senator met with 1,273 market and "talipapa" (mini community market) vendors in this town and provided them with meals, food packs, masks, and face shields.

Go also distributed 30 bicycles to selected recipients which they can use in commuting to work given the limited public transportation due to community quarantine restrictions.

The senator also gave away tablets to selected recipients for their children to use while adapting to the blended learning scheme being implemented in schools.

“Ang mga magulang natin nagpapakamatay sa pagtatrabaho para po may maipagpaaral lang sa mga anak. Kaya mga kabataan mag-aral kayong mabuti bilang ganti sa inyong mga magulang na nagtatrabaho para sa inyo. ‘Yun lang po ang magpapasaya sa mga magulang na mag-aral ng mabuti ang kanilang mga anak (Our parents are working hard so that their children can study. Thus, you, the youth, study well as gratitude to your parents who are working for you. That alone can make parents happy),” Go said.

Through the Department of Social Welfare and Development, each of the 1,273 beneficiaries in this town will also receive PHP3,000 as financial assistance under its Individuals in Crisis Situation program.

The Department of Agriculture, on the other hand, will assist the vendors through its Enhanced Kadiwa ni Ani at Kita financial grant assistance program after conducting an assessment.

The Philippine Charity Sweepstakes Office (PCSO) headed by Marie Louise U. Serojale of the Charity Concerns Office under General Manager Royina M. Garma also provided the vendors with food bags, each with five kilos of rice and blankets.

The Department of Trade and Industry (DTI), meanwhile, assessed and validated possible beneficiaries for its livelihood support while the Department of Health (DOH) provided them surgical masks, soap, and vitamins.

“Ito po ay programa ng ating Pangulong Rodrigo R. Duterte na sama-samang pagbibigay ng tulong ng lahat ng ahensiya ng gobyerno para sa mga mahihirap (This is a program of our President Rodrigo R. Duterte, where government agencies collectively provide assistance to the poor),” Go said.

The senator likewise urged those with medical concerns to reach out to his team as he pledged to help them obtain the needed treatment in some hospitals in Manila.

He also informed Bulakenyos about the Malasakit Centers in DOH-run hospitals in the province where they can conveniently apply for financial and medical assistance.

With regard to the coronavirus disease 2019 (Covid-19) vaccination program, Go said priority will be given to the poor once the vaccines become available.

“President Duterte and I will continue to be at your service because we believe that serving the people is a way of serving God,” he said.

After bringing assistance to the vendors here, the senator and his team proceeded to Barangay Tabing Ilog in Marilao town, this province to distribute similar assistance to some 200 families who lost their houses due to fire last Thursday. (PNA)

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References:

* Philippine News Agency. "Sen. Go aids market vendors, fire victims in Bulacan." Philippine News Agency. https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1127854 (accessed January 20, 2021 at 02:00AM UTC+14).

* Philippine News Agency. "Sen. Go aids market vendors, fire victims in Bulacan." Archive Today. https://archive.ph/?run=1&url=https://www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1127854 (archived).

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i love how the only thing the writers of gossip girl said they would've changed (besides being more racially diverse and inclusive with gay characters) is showing more sex and chuck fingering blair more, lol. do u think had it aired on a cable/premium cable channel like hbo, showtime, or fx would it have garnered much controversy/outcry? like i know the public lost their shit over the american version of skins but that was mainly bc the actors were underage.

WHEN DID THEY SAY THAT OMFG

this is a tricky question because in america (idk how it works in other countries) teen dramas remain on network television (with the exception of mtv and their flop ass shows of recent years and i guess we have freeform, but even still those networks are aimed at the teen/20 something audience)

so gossip girl never wouldve ended up on hbo or showtime or fx (but dear god if someone can give me an r rated teen soap in the vein of all the teen films of the 80s and 90s.... fuck me up fam) which renders this argument kinda pointless, but even with it being on the cw i remember the public outrage over that show airing. and maybe that had something to do with it being on a network that was so easily accessible to the youth of america. id imagine if it was on a network like fx where they wouldve been able to do so much more (and i mean...the cw gave us chuck going down on blair that was....revolutionary and iconic. when will your cw otps ever) parents probably wouldve been up in arms even still but maybe not so much considering it was on cable and harder to access? part of the appeal of gossip girl was all the controversy it garnered though. like, that should wouldve been nothing without pushing everyones buttons and getting people pissed off. that was half the marketing, maybe more

but nowadays even people my age are getting outraged over teen characters being played by 20 year olds simulating sex on screen and thats just wild to me as a bitch who grew up on these shows like....its one thing to have a skins situation but thats not whats going down 99% of the time on these shows. the actors are generally well above legal age (except james lafferty on one tree hill. shout out to him for being 18 when the show started. the closest we’re ever gonna get to realistic high school students lmao)

gossip girl got away with a lot for it being on the cw. the only next step wouldve been full nudity, honestly like wtf else could they have done

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Being his wife❤️Arthur Morgan ⚠️SMUT⚠️

The sound of a soft snore roused you from your sleep. It was very early. You waited a second before opening your eyes, adjusting to the soft morning light. You peeked over you shoulder to see Arthur snuggled up into the covers adorably. You smiled to your self as you rolled over and he wrapped arm around you instinctively. His bare chest becoming your pillow. He had on his undergarments, while you had on one of his button up flannels loosely draped over your body still from last nights events. You let your eyes slip closed again as his scent surrounded you. The smell of gun smoke and tobacco, with a hint of mint. You felt at home in his embrace wherever you two were. He was so warm. You almost fell asleep again in his embrace again when you remembered you had chores to do. You tapped Arthur’s chest lightly before starting to get up. But he wrapped his arms around you tighter and brought you right back down to his chest.

“Just a few more minutes.” He groaned, sleep still in his voice. You lifted your leg around his hip and pulled him closer before leaving a kiss to his collarbone.

“Honey I have to get up.” You spoke softly. Before you could even attempt to get up again he wrapped his arms around you tighter, so tight you couldn’t breathe.

“Arthur!” You laughed into the crook of his neck. He smiled, bringing one hand to comb through your hair. Damn him, he knew that was your weak spot. Put them hands through your hair and you were his.

“I’ll get up- I promise darlin’ ....jus a few more minutes...” he trailed off as he felt you relax in his embrace. Smirking as his plan was working. You know what would happen. He’s done it before. He will fall asleep again and trap you in his embrace. Not that you didn’t want that, but you had work to do. As did he. Just little things here and there to do around the cabin you shared. You got him out of the gang life, it wasn’t good for either of you. Little chores that you knew could wait, but you loved teasing him. You closed your eyes again, running your fingers over the soft hair on his chest before grumbling

“Fine. But when we get up, you need a bath.” As much as you loved him he was a big tough man and after a while needs to wash certain places. He was like a stubborn child when it came to bath time.

“Hmph. Only if your in there too.” He spoke into your hair, still twirling it between his fingers with care.

“Deal. Now get some sleep baby. We have a few hours until the day starts.” He hummed in satisfaction as he continued to play with your hair and brought the other hand to yours, entwining your fingers. You felt a pair of lips hit your forehead but you were already falling asleep again. Who knows how long before you two woke up once more. Arthur stretching and grumbling as he let you get off of him this time. You stopped at the door frame, turning around and leaning on it. Cocking your eye brow and biting your lip, arms crossed below your bust.

“Don’t forget- bath after breakfast. Basically lunch at this point because someone didn’t wanna get up.” You teased sticking your tongue out at hm. He linked both of his arms behind his head, legs spread a bit as he lazily draped on the bed drinking in the sight before him. The way his shirt with a few buttons done loosely hugged your curves and left little imagination to your cleavage. He loved your silliness. He was hard, you could both see it. It was never awkward, you know that’s how lots of men get when they wake up. You smirked at his blank staring, motioning to his lower half.

“And maybe we can do somethin’ bout that, hm?” You winked before walking to the kitchen, swaying your hips and chuckling to yourself at the sound of Arthur scrambling to his feet. You started to cook some rabbit you salted up last night when you and Arthur went hunting. You also started to boil some coffee, finding yourself wanting to curl right back up in Arthur’s arms and hoping the coffee would dull your drowsiness. Arthur came in a few minutes later, putting some pants on but opting to leave the shirt off. A welcome distraction you weren’t complaining about. You got a good look at his chiseled chest and those scars before he placed two hands on your hips and his lips met your neck. You indulged him a bit, softly sighing and pressing up against him, feeling his erection through his pants. Reaching behind you to grab his hair. You turned around when the coffee was done, quickly slipping out of his grasp before he knew it. You gave him a small smile as you poured him a cup of coffee. He chuckled, walking to sit down- eyes glued on you the whole time. You walked over and gave him some rabbit, which he munched on as you danced lightly cleaning up the kitchen, chomping down on a peice your self. When you were finished you walked over and placed the warm beverage on the table in front of him before he grabbed you and placed you in his lap. You giggled, wrapping your legs around him and looking into his eyes.

“So Mr. Morgan what shall we do with this day?” You teased softly as his hands found their way to your ass and your arms found his shoulders.

“I’m thinkin’ of loving and kissin’ you all afternoon. And it ain’t just gonna be your lips I’m kissin” .” He whispered into your ear. You squeezed your legs together at his words and moaned. He chuckled, tucking a piece of hair behind your ear before placing his lips on yours. He always knew what to say.

“My my that sounds like fun. Let’s get you in the wash my big strong man.” You drawled out, kissing his cheek and giving his hair a soft tug before getting off his lap- beckoning him to follow. Which he did with enthusiasm, eyes glued on your ass and the way your hips moved and those thighs like honey so thick and so sweet. You bent over to turn the water on when he slapped your ass sending a thrill up your spine. You bit your lip and looked back at him with a cocked eyebrow.

“What? If u saw what I saw you’d wanna slap it too.” You pushed his chest playfully against the counter and preceded to undress him, then he undressed you. When both fully undressed you went to get the soap while Arthur stopped the water from overflowing. You had started buying lavender soap at Valentine. Arthur would never admit it but he loved the smell, on you and him. You came back, seeing him slightly bent over checking the water temperature was ok for you. You bit your lip and smacked his ass before quickly turning towards the sink, fiddling with the soap box and pretending nothing happened. He looked back at you with lustful eyes, meeting your gaze in the mirror reflection.

“Your right. Just wanna smack it.” You said without turning around. You heard him chuckle, then the rippling sounds of water. You turned to see Arthur sitting in the tub with spread legs, inviting you to join him. You happily obliged, setting the soap on the edge of the tub and resting your back against his chest. His arms wrapped around you and brought you in closer, wrapping his legs around you too. You both sat there for a while, content with just being in one another’s company. Soon Arthur grabbed the soap and started to wash your back. He was slow and tentative to your sensitive skin. He soon moved up over your shoulders and down to your breasts. You giggle leaning back so he had better access. He lathered each of your nipples, making them hard in the process. Your breathing was ragged at this point. You soon took the soap from him and turned around. You lathered it up in your hands and preceded to run your finger through his long hair. He closed his eyes and hummed at the sensation. You sat in his lap, washing his hair while his hands playfully grabbed your ass here and there. You soon moved down to his collarbone and chest. You stared for a moment, and he noticed. You looked up at him with a reassuring smile.

“My handsome husband.” He smiled and pulled you so your chests were touching.

“My beautiful wife.” He replied before smashing his lips against yours. He kissed you so hard you saw fireworks. He tasted like the coffee you made him earlier. Your lips moved together, you two groping at each other like wild animals and the soap making your bodies slippery. Your eyes flew open when you felt Arthur stand up, still holding you in his lap. You giggled and wrapped you legs around him tighter and got more turned on at his strength to just lift you out of the tub like that. He chuckled at you, gripping your ass and bringing you to your bedroom. You laughed when he threw you onto the soft mattress making you bounce slightly. You both didn’t even dry off, still damp but it was exciting. He would always do little things like that in bed or otherwise that just made you love him more if even possible.

“Not even gonna let me dry off?” You teased while sticking your tongue out at him.

“Nah. I like havin’ you all naked and wet.” He teased back. You bit back a moan and pretended to be offended.

“Arthur Morgan you devil!” You spoke as you playfully placed your wet foot on his chest. He grabbed your foot and sunk to his knees.

“You love it.” He spoke into your skin. He placed small wet kisses from your ankle, to your knee, to your thigh- before bending down to repeat the process with the other leg. You tasted so fresh and clean, he wanted to savor it.

“Mhm..” you replied, biting your lip to keep from screaming at his rough gentleness. Is that even possible ? You wanted to cry he looked up at you so tenderly. He was still hard from this morning, you felt it as he crawled on the bed to hover over you. He started out with soft kisses in the crook of your neck and collarbone. You moaned softly, wrapping your legs around him and tugging his damn lavender smelling hair. He groaned against your skin, happy at the attention and satisfied at your noises as he continued to move down. You giggled and hit his shoulder when he teasingly bit your hips. He smiled against your skin, furthermore moving down and settling in between your legs. He grabbed your hands and put them in his hair, prompting you to keep ahold. You had been meaning to cut it for him but it was so nice to hold on to. He started sucking the inside of your thighs, slipping in a finger finding no resistance you were so wet from the teasing- making you throw your head back against the soft pillows and sucking in a sharp breath.

“You know you don’t have to honey.” You spoke softly looking down at him, hands still in his hair. He licked his lips and gave you a credulous look,

“Shut up.” He didn’t say it in a mean way but before you could even process what he said he dove in between your legs tongue first. You moaned loudly with no embarrassment letting the world know this man made you feel so good. He always knew what to do, licking nice long strokes up your clit and sucking here and there. Sticking in a finger to add to to pleasure as you continued to cry out. His facial hair ticking your thighs in just the right way.

“Oh Arthurrrrrrr.” You whined as he linked his arms around your hips, keeping you there and going deeper in between your legs. He was relentless, coaxing one screaming orgasm out of you, than another.

“Arthur.. I’m...” he moaned against you, pulling back just enough to say

“Lemme taste it baby girl.” Before going right back in. He stayed there, overstimulating you and licking you dry. You squirmed under his touch making small cut off noises from pleasure. When he finally pulled away he wiped his lip and trailed soft kisses up your tummy, finding you lips. You tasted yourself on him, but you didn’t care. You were about to do the same thing to him. You recovered from your earth shaking orgasm as you two lazily made out, reaching down to slowly stroke his begging member. He moaned into your mouth when you finally pulled away for air. You didn’t say anything, just pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed and getting on your knees in front of him. He watched you, dazed like he was dreaming the sight below him. Before you could do anything he stopped you.

“Uh- wait.” He grabbed some spare thin blankets and made something for you to kneel on. You smiled as you placed both hands on his thighs, him tensing under your touch.

“Thank you.” You whispered as you leaned up to lick the bead of pre cum off his tip, never breaking eye contact with him. He groaned loudly, same as you- not caring who knew he was being pleased by his woman. He didn’t even try to protest, knowing you had full intentions to reciprocate. You gave him a few lazy strokes before grabbing his hands and bringing them to your hair. You threw him a seductive look as you licked your lips and started sucking the head, swirling your tongue around it. You took him off guard by cupping his balls and swallowing him to the root. He let out a rather lewd moan at this.

“Oh god darlin’!” He groaned as he struggled to keep his hips down. You started bobbing faster at his panting, knowing he was close already. You pined his hips down, his elbows buckled at the pleasure and fell on his back. You groaned loudly when you gagged, but kept your composure.

“Sweetheart. I.. I’m... you can stop if u don’t want.. ooooh” he tried to get out. You gave him a light squeeze at the base, sucking harder and hallowing your cheeks. He threw his head back against the soft pillows and arched his back. Before you knew it he was flooding your mouth with a shout. He finally got the strength from his earth shaking orgasm to get up on his elbows and look at you again. You were relentless, sucking him dry and looking him in the eye as you swallowed his spend. He groaned at the sight, pulling you up to straddle him and making out with your soft lips. You two lazily made out, casually draped on the bed. Arthur kept his promise, kissing and making love to you everywhere all day into the night. You screamed until your throat was raw. He thrusted into you until he couldn’t even move his hips. He blew your back out fucking you everywhere. Against the wall, bent over the dresser, on the kitchen counter, even holding you in his arms while standing up in the room with only one arm resting against the wall for balance- his strength overall turning you on more. Oh how many times he made you cum with his fingers, his tongue, and his dick. How many times you made his cum with your pussy and mouth. He thrust into you one last time before pulling out and straddling your breasts, cumming onto your suspecting face. After swirling his spend on your skin and licking it off your fingers, he went down between your legs to finish you off with his tongue once more. When he finally licked your dry again he crawled up and collapsed next to you. You both looked up at the ceiling, trying to breathe. You laughed, placing a hand on his thigh.

“I can’t go again. I’ll pass out.” You said as he laughed and licked his lips.

“Me neither. I could do that all over again tomorrow and the next day and the next day.” He growled into your ear. You crawled onto his chest, collapsing into the crook of his neck.

“You gonna be the death of me dear husband of mine.” He laughed, wrapping his arms around you and bringing you closer.

“You still got it tho old man.” You teased brushing your fingers over his lips.

“Thanks old woman. I love you.”

“I love you too.” You fell asleep in his warm embrace, never feeling more safe or at home. His heartbeat and soft humming lulling you to sleep, you wondered if you would ever get work done with this big lug of a man around. He was cute tho, so you could deal with it

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Labrador Retrievers Quotes

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• A man is like a bit of Labrador spar, which has no luster as you turn it in your hand, until you come to a particular angle; then it shows deep and beautiful colors.- Ralph Waldo Emerson • A man is like a bit of Labrador spar, which has no lustre as you turn it in your hand until you come to a particular angle; then it shows deep and beautiful colors. There is no adaptation or universal applicability in men, but each has his special Talent, and the mastery of Successful men consists in adroitly keeping themselves where and when that turn shall be oftenest to be practiced. – Ralph Waldo Emerson • Art is like an ill-trained Labrador retriever that drags you out into traffic. – Annie Dillard • Australian cattle dogs, are not like Labradors, where they just like to just sit around by the fire and get petted. They’re working dogs, so they have a lot of energy, and they can drive you crazy. – Owen Wilson

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I read in Audubon with a thrill of delight, when the snow covers the ground, of the magnolia, and the Florida keys, and their warm sea breezes; of the fence-rail, and the cotton-tree, and the migrations of the rice-bird; of the breaking up of winter in Labrador, and the melting of the snow on the forks of the Missouri; and owe an accession of health to these reminiscences of luxuriant nature. – Henry David Thoreau • Children, as well as grown-ups, in their individual, glorified, drudgery-proof homes of Labrador, the tropics, the Orient, or where you will, to which they can pass with pleasure and expedition by means of ever-improving transportation, will be able to tune in their television and radio to the moving picture lecture of, let us say, President Lowell of Harvard; the professor of Mathematics of Oxford; of the doctor of Indian antiquities of Delhi, etc. – R. Buckminster Fuller • Clinton’s pet Labrador, Buddy, is getting neutered. The dog will never have sex again. Overnight, they’ve turned Buddy from a Democrat into a Republican. – Jay Leno • Coal is a portable climate. It carries the heat of the tropics to Labrador and the polar circle; and it is the means of transporting itself whithersoever it is wanted. Watt and Stephenson whispered in the ear of mankind their secret, that a half-ounce of coal will draw two tons a mile, and coal carries coal, by rail and by boat, to make Canada as warm as Calcutta, and with its comfort brings its industrial power. – Ralph Waldo Emerson • I can’t imagine living in a house without a couple of dogs. If I ever got out of bed at night and didn’t have to step over a Labrador or two or three, or move one off the covers so I could turn over, my nights would be more restless and the demons that wait in the dark for me would be less easily fended. – Gene Hill • I love dogs. I grew up with dogs in my family from the time that I was a little boy; we always had German Shepherds and Labradors. I get on very well with dogs, they trust me. – Paul Walker • If unconditional love, loyalty, and obedience are the tickets to an eternal life, then my black Labrador, Venus, will surely be there long before me, along with all the dear animals in nature who care for their young at great cost to themselves and have suffered so much at the hands of humans. – Richard Rohr • It is in vain to dream of a wildness distant from ourselves. There is none such. It is the bog in our brains and bowels, the primitive vigor of Nature in us, that inspires that dream. I shall never find in the wilds of Labrador a greater wildness than in some recess of Concord. – Henry David Thoreau • Most of my escapades were getting my Labrador dog into the back of my car to drive to Brooklyn where I worked at Avenue M Studios shooting a soap opera and battling being a 17 to 18-year-old playing twins being afraid that I was going to get fired, because who wouldn’t fire me? I had no idea what I was doing. – Anne Heche • Mousse was a Labrador retriever, which is a large enthusiastic bulletproof species of dog made entirely from synthetic materials. This is the kind of dog that, if it takes an interest in your personal regions (which of course it does) you cannot fend it off with a blowtorch. – Dave Barry • Quarkbeasts, for all their fearsome looks, are obedient to a fault. They are nine-tenths velociraptor and kitchen blender and one-tenth Labrador. It was the Labrador tenth that I valued most. – Jasper Fforde • Saying that you don’t believe in magic but do believe in god is a bit like saying you don’t have sex with dogs, except labradors. – Jimmy Carr • That Cabot merely landed on the uninhabitable shore of Labrador gave the English no just title to New England, or to the United States generally, any more than to Patagonia. – Henry David Thoreau • That’s the thing about being a Labrador retriever – you were born for fun. Seldom was your loopy, freewheeling mind cluttered by contemplation, and never at all by somber worry; every day was a romp. What else could there possibly be to life? Eating was a thrill. Pissing was a treat. Shitting was a joy. And licking your own balls? Bliss. And everywhere you went were gullible humans who patted and hugged and fussed over you. – Carl Hiaasen • The hardest thing about being a guy is that women don’t accept that you really are just a simple, pathetic, labrador retriever-like creature. That we live in a world were women actually expect you to think thoughtful thoughts, and have real emotions, which we don’t have. Having to try to live up to the imaginary ideal that women have of what men are, instead of just being what you are, which is just a pathetic creature, but still. – Dave Barry • There are people all over the world who like to write fan letters in the voice of their pet: ‘Hello, my name is Fifi and I’m a labrador and I think you’re great. Paw paw!’ – Rebecca Hall • There is the morass, wherein you plunge up to your knees, or the walking over the stubborn, dwarfish shrubbery, whereby one treads down the forests of Labrador; and the unexpected bunting or sylvia which perchance, and indeed as if by chance alone, you now and then see flying before you, or hear singing from the ground creeping plant. – John James Audubon • Well the dog that is the most is the a Labrador retrievers because they tolerate kids tugging on them and things better than other dogs. They are a real good natured. They’re also real calm and sometimes when working with autistic children that’s probably more popular dog breed – now there are different ways to use service animals. – Temple Grandin • When the contemplative mind is a French mind, it is content, for the most part, to contemplate France. When the contemplative mind is an English mind, it is liable to be seized at any moment by an importunate desire to contemplate Morocco or Labrador. – Agnes Repplier • Yes, I hate it when people call me a ‘national treasure’. It takes away your bite and makes you feel like a harmless old golden Labrador. – Sue Townsend

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---------- Forwarded message --------- From: Xtoph De Caermichael <[email protected]> Date: Wed, Apr 17, 2019 at 9:06 PM Subject: Fwd: Smart Hotel (2493.264.849) To: <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>, <[email protected]>

ad nauseam ad infinitum ad mortem Dear Gillian, Your staff are doing a great job of diminishing this offence for reasons that are not clear? Lack of training and a peculiar self indulgence of obscurity and misdirection. Obviously Dirk is inadequately schooled. Perhaps language etiquette AND conflict resolution are required. Dirk is very glib - bound by buzzwords - soundbites. ? Sounds like a Kardashian.

(1) Lets address- You are not satisfied? No one is satisfied - or will be satisfied - by such substandard - accommodation- that you booking.com RECOMMEND - it fact - though i am not rich enough to do this but maybe a class action suit will clear up your misunderstanding. fraud is what this- images that do not reflect the hotels We do understand that you were not satisfied with the service provided by the hotel and therefore you have reached out to our Customer Service.The problem is there was no service. There was only filth.

(2)All the sheets in the Smart hotel are FILTHY - ALL - they are not washed or bleached. Malaysia has hard water- requiring extra soap - bleach etc. All the sheets smell. As well of nicotine.

(3) So changing - the room was not going to work. In fact i offered to clean it as the staff - I have been in Malaysia for 2 years. Are lazy and useless - their moto - do less until u do nothing. Its a culture based on - a lack of everything. So u are supporting this culture. And its LEGENDARY corruption. SEE ATTACHED - EVERY ALTERCATION HERE IS BASED ON CORRUPTION AND ALL ARE VIOLENT. WHEN THEY TOLD ME TO GET OUT - LOL- THEY GROWLED AT ME. I FELT THAT THIS MAN COULD physically HIT ME IF HE COULD.

(4) i was forced to pay for their bedding laundry , to be washed- as it was ALL filthy. They wanted to know why they had to pay for it? 10.00 Ringgits (5) the towel they gave me was a Rag. I ASKED FOR A TOWEL - NEVER GOT 1. IN 2 DAYS NO TOWEL,

(6) AS I AM INJURED BEING PUSHED DOWN STAIRS BY THE MALAY - I HAVE A LIMP AND CONCUSSION AND REQUIRE TOTAL BED REST. AS YOU SEE YOU AND YOUR TEAM ARE DOING EVERYTHING IN THEIR POWER TO DISRUPT THAT. WITH SO MANY ISSUES THAT YOU ARE RECREATING. REQUIRING I COMMUNICATE ad nauseam ad infinitum ad mortem

(7) I WAS TOLD A FULL REFUND WILL BE COMING BY BOOKING.COM VIA SMART HOTEL I WAS TOLD THAT THE 100.00 WAS JUST A ... PEACE OFFERING UNTIL IT WAS ALL SORTED OUT IN 24 HOURS. DO FAR BUBKUS AND A LOT OF PSYCHOBABBLE FROM BC. (8) i also asked that the 100.00 be applied to the OYO and then asked how to do it? (9) As you see - your staff have not responded and only with contempt. Contempt being defined as a glib familiarity of language usage that actually says nothing and is inaccurate in its content.

(10) DIRK I SAY THIS WITH GREAT RESPECT. THAT REFUND? WAS ALWAYS GOING TO BE GIVEN BACK IT WAS FOR THE ROOM KEY AND REMOTE . NOT A HOTEL FEE. SO THERE WAS NO REFUND. THIS WAS A RETURNABLE DEPOSIT. AS PER USUAL. THEREFORE NO REFUND - A FULL REFUND IS REQUIRED. AN EXAMPLE OF PSYCHOBABBLE- A day later the Hotel was providing us a answer in this matter, where also the room change offer was mentioned as well as the refund of the cash deposit after this was reconfirmed with the Hotel Manager.

MY, MY WOW - DIRK YOU REALLY HAD TO GO THERE - HOW SCRUNTING YOU ARE? I CAN SEE YOU WANT TO HUMILIATE ME WITH YOUR ... LACK OF REALITY. I HAVE POSTED ALL THESE PIX AND MADE VIDEOS - I SEE THAT YOU RE TRYING AS THE MALAYSIANS DO NOTHING - DO LESS THAN NADA. #MBAM

---------- Forwarded message --------- From: Customer Relations <[email protected]> Date: Wed, Apr 17, 2019 at 7:38 PM Subject: Smart Hotel (2493.264.849) To: <[email protected]> Booking.com Home | FAQ Manage booking

Dear Cristoph De Caermichael,

Thank you very much for your feedback in this matter. This matter was forwarded from our management team to verify that all steps has been taken and a solution could be found.

First of all please accept our sincerest apologies for any inconvenience or distress that has been caused in this situation.

We do understand that you were not satisfied with the service provided by the hotel and therefore you have reached out to our Customer Service on 15 April the first time via email with several complaints.

Our team reached out to the Hotel immediately and asked for assistance.

A day later the Hotel was providing us a answer in this matter, where also the room change offer was mentioned as well as the refund of the cash deposit after this was reconfirmed with the Hotel Manager.

In the mean time our team offered a goodwill gesture of MYR 100, which has been kindly accepted and processed to your wallet already, ready to claim as available credit.

We are also in contact with the Hotel to assist that such a situation do not appear for future guest reservations and if any further steps are planned in regards to your reservation.

We are more than happy to offer to act as an intermediary between the guest and the establishment as a free follow-on service but, please note, we are in no way a party involved in the contract of the reservation. This means we can help to negotiate on your behalf and remind a hotel of their obligations however, we have no authority, or jurisdiction, to make judgement on the delivery of your contract.

Again, please accept our apologies and to hear about your lack of satisfaction this situation caused.

Please let us know if you have any further questions in this matter.

Kind regards,

Dirk -- Customer Relations Executive Booking.com Customer Service Team [email protected]

From: Xtoph De Caermichael <[2][email protected]> Date: Wed, Apr 17, 2019 at 7:23 AM Subject: u r becoming more dangerous every day To: <[3][email protected]>, <[4][email protected]>, <[5][email protected]>, <[7]T Dear Gillian You are great very inspirational but your staff are a Disaster. I am badly injured in Malaysia and what occurred will upset you as well - your staff betrayed your Brand. Many emails -phone calls - much deception take a look at the videos - see the images and staff emails [9]https://youtu.be/H8fZhiPrPbY again sorry for all this palaver, i am getting to a point of being ....over how booking is behaving. i have called you - many times - you have called me back many times. my number is 011-2337-3358 and we have spoken many times but who ever i just spoke was so rude - unprofessional illiterate and just a waste of time [10][email protected]

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Click here to view your confirmation, upgrade your room and much more. At any time. - Booking.com Customer Service Team

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---------- Forwarded message --------- From: Xtoph De Caermichael <[2][email protected]> Date: Wed, Apr 17, 2019 at 7:23 AM Subject: u r becoming more dangerous every day To: <[3][email protected]>, <[4][email protected]>, <[5][email protected]>, <[6][email protected]>, <[7][email protected]>, <[8][email protected]>

Dear Gillian You are great very inspirational but your staff are a Disaster. I am badly injured in Malaysia and what occurred will upset you as well - your staff betrayed your Brand. Many emails -phone calls - much deception take a look at the videos - see the images and staff emails [9]https://youtu.be/H8fZhiPrPbY again sorry for all this palaver, i am getting to a point of being ....over how booking is behaving. i have called you - many times - you have called me back many times. my number is 011-2337-3358 and we have spoken many times but who ever i just spoke was so rude - unprofessional illiterate and just a waste of time [10][email protected]

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Cheapest Vacation Lodging in Jackson Hole

FINDING CHEAP LODGING

As much as I hate paying for lodging I do love hostels & other cheap lodging. Occasionally I even take in the luxuriousness of a hotel, but luxury comes at a price. Sure its nice to have your own comfy bed, lounge sofa, private bath with good water pressure, desk, iron, wifi & all the soap or shampoo you can take (umm…..I mean borrow).

But I feel like hotels are this giant concrete isolation chamber that creates a disconnect from other travelers or locals. Plus I hate spending money on a room I am only going to use for a few hours a day most likely for sleep or taking soap. So its hard for me to justify the cost of a hotel room, and why I avoid them when traveling. I just don’t think they are a good use of money, and a true budget killer.

Lodging costs are at the root of the stereotype of why people think travel is expensive. This is why I choose hostels or AirBnB when I am looking for lodging. Both of these options are far cheaper then any hotel. Plus they offer more chances of social interaction with locals & other travelers.

FINDING CHEAP LODGING BY EXPLORING HOSTELS

Unfortunately, hostels aren’t everywhere, and there’s a delay when trying to correspond with an AirBnB host. So sometimes you just need a comfy bed with plenty of soap to steal that is available for last minute bookings & conveniently located. Thankful for me that wasn’t the case on my first ever ski trip to Jackson Hole.

Back in 2008 me and two ski buddies that I met while working at Crystal Mountain set our sites on Jackson Hole. The holy grail of ski resorts in America or so we thought. We had been charging the slopes like only rookie riders can, and watching all the ski porn we could get our hands on. Every ski video we watched was about Jackson Hole. Maybe that had something to do with the only videos we had access too were made by Teton Gravity.

SKI TRIP TO JACKSON HOLE

It didn’t matter we found our passion on the slopes of Crystal Mountain, and we wanted to explore the ski resort in the movies. Through the employee benefits program we were eligible to ski at over 30 other resorts for free, and another dozen or so for half price. Jackson fell into the half price column, but it was freaking Jackson Hole.

New to vacation planning or destination planning we had no idea what we were doing. I couldn’t even tell you what site we used back then to find our lodging. All we wanted was cheap.

I mean one of us was living in employee housing, and the other two were living in a 1 bedroom cabin with 8 other people. Any lodging was going to be fine. Our trip was focused on ride time not room time so the cheaper the better. We found a place called the Hostel for only $14/night. DEAL!! The next cheapest place was a conventional hotel for only $59/night.

JACKSON HOLE HOSTEL IN TETON VILLAGE

The hotel wasn’t that expensive, but it also wasn’t in the village (ski resort property). So we chose the cheaper one that was only 100 ft from a chair lift. We couldn’t have been more happier when we arrived.

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The hostel was so much more then lodging. It was a community center, rec center, entertainment venue & perfect. None of us had ever stayed in a hostel before so we had no expectations. The lobby looked like any other hotel lobby, but when we got to the rooms we fell in love. Remember we were 3 ski bums who were used to eating Ramen Noodles & hot dogs to survive the last 4 months of life.

The room was old and dated with four built in bunk beds painted dismal dark brown with initials carved into every thing. There was probably 15-20 layers of paint on every surface in the room, but it was our room and it was perfect. If you were writing a script for a ski trip vacation for three ski bums you couldn’t have written or described it better. It was just like in the movies!! And literally it was 100 feet from the chair lift, SNOWING, and costed less then a case of beer. SCOOOOOOORE!!!!!!!

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WHY HOSTELS ARE BETTER THAN HOTELS

It wasn’t until later that night until we discovered how special this place was. After the chairs stop spinning on the slopes for the day is when the “real fun” usually begins. The map above our bed gave us directions to the rec room along with a little poem someone had wrote about how much they hated their ex-girlfriend. Theres no value on character, and the Jackson Hole Hostel was about unveil its true character & value.

When entering the community room we were blown away!!!! It had everything every hotel should have and then some. A large sectional couch filled with girls formed a “U” around this massive fireplace with a giant chess board coffee table. Behind them was a fully stocked bar with a sign that read:

THIS ALCOHOL WASN’T FREE, BUT WE WANTED YOU TO ENJOY YOUR TIME HERE SO PAY WHAT YOU WANT BUT IF YOU UNDER 21 YOU DON’T HAVE ENOUGH MONEY TO BE DRINKING HERE

The bookshelves were filled with ski videos, board games, cards, dice & chalk. And you needed chalk to write messages to other travelers on the chalkboard walls. There was a free waxing station, pool table, ping pong table, vending machine, small kitchenette and 4 different TVs with their own DVD player to watch your ski videos. Did i forget to mention there was a heated pool & hot tub?

JACKSON HOLE HOSTEL IN TETON VILLAGE

This was our first exposure to a hostel, and we were in love. For $28 we had lodging, secure lockers, full bar, 1000s of ski videos, and a place to hang out with other travelers who weren’t locked behind a door in a cement compound waiting for 10am checkout.

Hotels are comfortable, convenient & even luxurious if you like your privacy. If your obnoxious and annoying I am grateful that I will only see you at the continental breakfast in the mornings, or passing by in the hallways on the way to/from your room. Thats not why I travel though. I travel to meet other travelers, and get insider info from locals. Which is why the Jackson Hole Hostel was eye opening fantastic. We made life long friends in 48 hours with some girls from Tokyo that I still talk to today because the Jackson Hole Hostel provided an opportunity that was affordable, social & convenient.

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Just like hotel lodging isn’t my first choice. Hostel life isn’t for everyone, but I definitely recommend you give it a try on your next trip. You never know who you’ll meet or where you’ll end up.

#Crystal mountain #Grand Targhee #jackson hole #Ski resort employee benefits #ski town #ski vacation #skiing #Teton Gravity #Tetons #Yellowstone #Jackson Hole #Wyoming

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cristoph00cdc · 5 years

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G.TANS-BOOKING COM & THE SMART HOTEL BS & MY REFUND 2493264849

https://youtu.be/H8fZhiPrPbY https://youtu.be/2RwekkA6Tk4

@gilliantans

(2)All the sheets in the Smart hotel are FILTHY - ALL - they are not washed or bleached. Malaysia has hard water- requiring extra soap - bleach etc. All the sheets smell. As well of nicotine.

Dear Cristoph De Caermichael,

Thank you very much for your feedback in this matter. This matter was forwarded from our management team to verify that all steps has been taken and a solution could be found.

First of all please accept our sincerest apologies for any inconvenience or distress that has been caused in this situation.

Our team reached out to the Hotel immediately and asked for assistance.

In the mean time our team offered a goodwill gesture of MYR 100, which has been kindly accepted and processed to your wallet already, ready to claim as available credit.

We are also in contact with the Hotel to assist that such a situation do not appear for future guest reservations and if any further steps are planned in regards to your reservation.

Again, please accept our apologies and to hear about your lack of satisfaction this situation caused.

Please let us know if you have any further questions in this matter.

Kind regards,

Dirk -- Customer Relations Executive Booking.com Customer Service Team [email protected]

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