Message-ID: <17441eli$9811210428@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: see@below.for.e-mail (Dimitri M) Subject: (Anonymous) Showtime Part 9 {5/5} (m/f, f/f, f+/f, oral) - Starring Jennie Garth, Heather Locklear, Sarah Michelle Gellar, Bridget Fonda, Winona Ryder, Jennifer Love Hewitt and Alyssa Milano Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: Text/Plain; charset=US-ASCII Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <733h9t$5pm$5@newsource.ihug.co.nz> Hello, this is Dimitri, author of many stories (but not this one, also I am most definately not the Dimitri character in this story). I am posting this story for an author who wishes to remain anonymous. However I am happy to pass comments on to the author, just send them to me at : dimitri_resides@hotmail.com - and I'll pass them on. Also, you can find Showtime chapters at : http://come.to/Dimitri (this is not my site! I don't have a site! I'm just an author!) Authors note: Before we pick up on the Part 9. I would like to thank all those who wrote in and commented, and also to thank Dimitri for his invaluable advice and assistance. Without which SHOWTIME would not have been posted. Part 10 will end the story. I will also write a F.A.Q. answering questions on why I choose the actresses I did, and how the story developed, from a single short story to a multi part saga. BTW some of you may have DL Showtime Part 8 (3/3) it is missing the last paragraph,I suggest you DL the Part 8 (Full version) The last line should read (Violins playing in the background) (Dimitri Note - Full version now available from the site above or from me.) Enjoy Part 9 it's a long one, so get a new box of kleenex, you may need it at the end. It's a tear jerker. Standard Disclaimer If you're under 18, get lost. This is just and erotic story, with not the slightest element of truth, or fact. Although it is based on some real people, all actions and events are completely fictitious. This is not meant to slander any ones reputation. Pass the story on freely as you wish, but without alterations. "It's just a fantasy. It's not the real thing." - Billy Joel SHOWTIME - Catch a falling Star PART 9 5/5 Steve watched over her in the darkness, listening to her breathing fill the room. An hour later she rolled over to her own side of the bed and curled up in a ball. Steve turned on his side, and put his arm around her protectively, in her sleep Alyssa cuddled in closer to him. Of all the things that had happened to him in the last six weeks since they had met, this night was what he would cherish above all else. Well this and the time he had Heather and Jennie in the shower, or Jennifer on the plane, Bridget on the hood of the car. Morning uncovered the two lovers much as the night had left them, curled within one another like puppies. Lyssa's eyes opened to the rising sun glowing through the gaps in her bedroom blinds. She felt Steve's comforting mass warming her back, surrounding her body as if he was shielding her from the outside world. She was most pleased to discover that he didn't snore. Alyssa could feel his woody snuggly nestled in the crevice of her bum, it was a strange erotic sensation for her. She quietly closed her eyes and went back to sleep. Steve woke up thirty minutes later, glancing at the clock he was it was almost 7:00AM. He felt her small fragile frame breathing against him, Lyssa's round firm buttocks warming his stiff penis. God did it ever feel good! Lifting his head (the one on his shoulders) slightly he checked that she was still sleeping. He wanted to do something very special for this last morning, he hoped no other man had ever done it for her before. He also hoped he could remember how to do it. Steathly he eased out of bed, and slipped on his robe. Leaning over he tucked the blankets back around her. He made his way soundlessly to the door and turned the handle. The latch clicked loudly as he cracked the door open. He stopped and looked back over his shoulder to see Alyssa still in a sound slumber. Her sleeping beauty was calling for him to return to her side, he ignored the rushing of blood to his head. Keeping his gaze on her lithe pixie like body, he slowly pulled the door open, and stepped out into the hallway. Before he could close the door he felt himself falling over, putting out his free hand to cushion the impact he yelled out as something moved beneath him. "Holy..... God Damn!!" Alyssa awoke startled, by the sounds of yelling and barking. "Woof... Woof... Woof!!" She looked around for Steve, seeing him lying in the hall half in and out of her bedroom doorway. Hugo and her other two dogs were barking at him loudly. "Hugo HEEL!" She yelled. The dog ceased looking at his owner in bewilderment, he trotted into the oom and sat by her bed wagging his tail with great pride. Alyssa could hear Steve groaning in the hallway, her other two dogs where applying first aid in the form of facial licking. She jumped out of bed and shooed them away. Sensing an opportunity they ran in and jumped up onto the warm bed. Alyssa knelt down beside him, "Are you hurt?" She helped him to his feet. Leaning against the wall for support he straightened his robe,"Only my dignity." She sighed with relief, "Sorry I should have told you they often sleep in my room." Alyssa wrapped her arms around his waist, looking up at his with suspicion, "Where were you creeping off to anyway?" Steve stared down at her with a foolish grin, "I was, going to cook you breakfast." She smiled with a giggle, "That's so sweet of you!" Standing on her tiptoes she stretched up and kissed him on the cheek. He could feel her heavy breasts pressing against his chest through the thin material of her nightgown. Alyssa felt his response rising between her thighs,"Breakfast can wait, I'm hungry for something else right now." He picked her up in his arms and carried her back inside, managing to turn her at the last moment before he would have smacked her head into the wall. Alyssa ordered her pets out, reluctantly they leaped off the bed and exited. Steve kicked the door closed behind them, and gently placed her back on the bed. Then he when to the bathroom to pee and wash up. Alyssa took the opportunity to rummage through her lingerie drawers and find something less comfortable to wear. As he came of the bathroom out she slipped in holding the shear fabric behind her back. Passing her wardrobe he noticed a drawer which had been left half-open. Glancing, well staring inside he saw a delightful assortment of sexy panties, teddies, bras, and other mouthwatering apparel. She also a few other things some he couldn't quite identify including something that really surprised him. Not having seen one before he wasn't sure but it looked like a vibrator. Long and slim he could see the switch at the base. Curiously he picked it up holding it daintily between his thumb and forefinger. Examining it closely, it was white plastic about ten inches long and quite weighty. He surmised it took two C size batteries, the tip was tapered to almost to a point. "Steve close your eye's!" Alyssa called from the bathroom. Her voice took him by surprise, nervously dropped the fake penis. It hit the carpet and rolled a foot away from him, he took a step to reach over and recover it before Alyssa came back in. But in his haste he only managed to kick it further away. "Doh!" It skittered across the rug and rolled towards the bathroom door. He dove for it, and snatched the phallic object up triumphantly like a trophy. Alyssa stared down at Steve's sprawled figure on her bedroom carpet, clutching one of her most private and personal possessions in his hand. As the bathroom door opened, he lay there on the floor staring at her tattooed ankles in utter dismay, too embarrassed to look up. So far it was not a good morning. Alyssa looked down on him with amusement, "Find what you were looking for Steve?" She said angrily. She heard him moan in despair. "I-I'm sorry I didn't...." She crouched down in front of him, her knees spread wide apart. Cautiously his shy gaze traveled up her creamy white legs, which disappeared under her black shear teddy. He could make out the lace g-string panties she was wearing beneath, and her dangling breasts with her large hardened nipples showing through transparent fabric. Now he was really sorry for upsetting her. Wordlessly she reached down and held his hand caressing it and the tool it offered, bringing them closer to well her oiled slit. An inch away she flicked the switch bringing the vibrator buzzing noisily to life. Steve could hear the dogs scampering away from the door dashing down the hall. Alyssa leaned forward, to kneel in front of her still prone partner, pulling the moistening crotch of her g-sting aside she pulled his hand applying humming tip of the vibrator to the lips of her pussy. Her back arched as first contact was made between the sex toy and her clitoris, "Mmmmmmhhhhhhh Yeeeaaaaassss!" Steve watched in amazement, Alyssa stoked the tip along her lips, and then gradually worked herself onto it oscillating plastic cock. He held it firmly as his mistress eased the first two inches inside her awakening sex, her vulva grew slick with her juices as her lips puffed up excitedly. Lyssa was now six inches deep on to the vibrator her own hands manipulating her large heaving breasts. Steve was holding onto the remaining four inches with difficulty, and found himself strangely jealous of the device. Suddenly she stopped and pushed his hands down the vibrator slipped out of her dripping wet cunt. He turned it off laying to aside. Gasping for breath she looked at him panting, "Finish me." He got up and carried her to the bed, Lyssa quickly stripped off the nightie and panties tossing them on the floor. Steve struggled out of his PJ's and literally jumped between her inviting legs. Entering her was not such sweet sorrow, as he pounded Alyssa's cunt like a blacksmith on a horseshoe. She clutched onto him for dear life riding him like a thoroughbred, as his meat plunged into her tight wormhole. The brass headboard banged into the wall cracking the plaster. Mercilessly he slammed into Lyssa as she screamed in his ears, "God Oh God, Faster, Deeper, Yeess, YEESSS!!" Within minutes they were both amply rewarded with the biggest orgasms Alyssa's dog's had ever heard. After softening enough to withdraw his expended pecker, Steve rolled off Alyssa and lay beside her unmoving form, as she moaned in ecstasy, savoring the fruits of their labor. After a while she turned her head to look at him, "Steve." He was smiling but his eyes were closed. "Yes Lyssa." She rolled over onto her side, drawing the duvet around her exposed breasts. "I have a little confession to make." His eyes snapped open like spotlights, "What?" He asked tiredly. She smiled awkwardly, "I left the drawer open on purpose, hoping you'd get curious and look inside." He rolled over to face her,"You mean to tell me that you planned it this way." He sounded almost angry. Moving quicker she expected he pulled her closer and began to find all of her tickle spots. Lyssa screamed laughing for mercy. He stopped the torture only when she promised to do anything he wanted, anything at all! Carefully Steve inverted her, pushing Lyssa's head under the covers. She quickly realized what she had bargained for, and moved her mouth to his groin. Steve concentrated on her throbbing clit sucking on it as she rubbed her lips along his face. Alyssa quickly found his penis, and tongued its sensitive head while her small hand worked his shaft. Steve soon began to move his hips against her as he fucked deep down her welcoming throat. She had come along way since their first encounter. Alyssa could now swallow all nine inches of him with relative ease. He continue fucking her face until he felt his orgasm, Alyssa sensing this pulled back and threw the sheets off her. It exploded in her mouth, she couldn't swallow fast enough as it dribbled out of the corners of her mouth. Pulling it out she pumped his load all over her face, splattering her lips, forehead, nose, and cheeks with his gooey string sperm. It looked like four guys had jacked off on her face Alyssa was hardly recognizable. She shuddered as Steve's tongue triggered her own climax, and pushed back against his face drenching him with her own girl cum. He was surprised by the copious quantity of liquid. They laughed at each other's faces, Alyssa licked what she could reach with her tongue. Steve picked her up and carried her to the shower. They washed, scrubbed and made love one last time under the hot steamy water. Alyssa wrapped her legs around his waist as she rode him to a final crushing orgasm. Steve was thankful it was almost over, he didn't know how much more he could take. Quenching Bridget's desires were bad enough but Alyssa's nymphomania would kill him. She rested wearily against him letting the soothing water soak her aching body. "I believe...I believe." Steve held her softly. "You believe that was the best orgasm you've ever had?" He smiled. She looked up at him exhausted, "I believe, I'm hungry for breakfast now." His head dropped dejectedly, "Yes ma'am." Alyssa stretched up kissing him full of passion and tongue, "And yes that was the best I've ever had." Steve perked up, "Really?" Her face went serious, "Don't push it." He grabbed a towel and got out of the shower. "What do you want for breakfast?" Alyssa was bent over washing her legs, "Surprise me." Steve took a deep breath and closed the bathroom door as he left. Thirty minutes later she came into the kitchen, dressed in mini skirt, pair of blue leggings and a loose fitting sweater her hair was held back by a pair of clips. "Hey that smells wonderful." The table was laid out for two, with crepes, home fries, toast, grapefruit and milk. Steve was just boiling the kettle. "What kind of tea would you like?" She came up behind him wrapping her arms around his chest, "Jasmine, I'll get it." Looking out the window she could see her dogs romping outback. "Did you feed the dogs?" Steve chuckled "Had to they wouldn't get out." Alyssa poured the tea and they sat down to eat. "Whoo!" Alyssa said around a mouthful of eggs. Steve glance up, "Something wrong?" She shook her head,"No this is great, Bridget was right you can cook in the kitchen too!" He smiled at the double compliment. "Thanks." As they were sipping tea, the doorbell rang, The dogs raced through the kitchen to the front door. Alyssa got up and followed. Steve heard the voices as they came in, the dogs whining for attention. "Morning Steve." He got up and hugged Bridget as she came into the kitchen, then Sarah and Jennifer. "Hey who cooked breakfast?" Alyssa nodded, "Steve." Jennifer looked puzzled, "Isn't that suppose to be the other way around?" Lyssa smacked her arm. "He volunteered." Sarah looked at him, "Ooh I'll have to get him to volunteer at my place sometime." Steve looked up at her, "You had your chance." The girls sat down at the table Steve offered to make them breakfast. Jennifer and Sarah were starving and accepted. Bridget had already had breakfast just asked for some tea. A few minutes later they were tucking into fresh plates, Steve leaned on the counter drinking tea. The dogs close by watching for droppings. "Oh wow, Bridget you weren't kidding when you said he could cook." Sarah exclaimed. "You should try his Salmon someday." She replied. "You know Steve, if Bridget's mom found out you could cook this good. You'd be down the aisle in no time." Steve shot tea through his nose, "Sarah!" Bridget moaned. "Did I say something wrong?" She replied questioningly. As the girls finished, Alyssa and Steve cleaned up. Jennifer went to the bathroom, coming back in she stuffed a piece of cloth into Steve's jacket that was hanging on the back of the chair. "What was that?" Alyssa asked. "Nothing." Jennifer shrugged. Sarah reached over and pulled out a pair of white cotton embroidered bikini panties. "Nice nothing Love!" Jennifer smiled weakly, "I promised him." They all looked at Steve, "I was on medication?" Sarah stood up, "Well I'm not letting you get away with this, Steve get over here." She stripped off the black leggings from under her cream flower print dress, and held up the front of her skirt. Everyone could see her pink Hanes undies. "You know the rules, teeth only no hands." Alyssa ordered her dogs out of the kitchen. He kneeled down and made for the crotch of her panties, using his lips he managed to gather the material in his mouth and pulled firmly dragging the waist band over her hips. Needless to say the got Sarah turned on, the extra wetness between her thighs added to the fragrance of her underwear. Steve tasted her one last time before dragging the bloomers down her strong athletic legs. Once they were off he stood up. Sarah kissed him sweetly. While he was engaged, Bridget stripped off her panties and sat up on the kitchen counter, there she got Jennifer to go down on her. Steve was puzzled to see Bridget sitting on the counter, walking over to her she lifted the hem of her dress. Revealing her blue lace French cut panties. Which where buried inside her vagina with only the waistband sticking out. She smiled slyly, "You want these? Come and get them." Gingerly he tugged the fancy fabric out with his lips bit by bit. Of course he couldn't help brushing his lips against her ever so subtlety this drove her crazy. As he extracted the last piece of material, which came out stubbornly, she came flooding her panties with cum. He stood up Bridget kissed his wet face licking her own juices from his cheeks. The girls were all looking at Alyssa now. "Well?" Jennifer prodded. Alyssa grinned embarrassingly, "I'm not wearing any." Steve turned his head so fast it almost came off his shoulders. As if to prove the point she pulled up her skirt, the outline of her labia lips was clearly evident against the tight fitting nylon leggings. Alyssa shrugged, "Okay I'll go and get a pair." Coming back a few minutes later with a pair of black satin bikini briefs. Will these satisfy your perversion? Steve nodded happily. "Put them on." Sarah demanded. "Not you Steve. It doesn't count if they're not worn." Alyssa took them back and peeled off her leggings. Then quickly pulling the panties on she made sure the crotch panel was snuggly up between her lips, and the crack of her butt. "Okay Steve come and get em!" She laughed. He pushed her down onto the table. With some delicate maneuvering, and a lot of moaning on her part he was able to dig the scented panties out of her cunt. He intentionally nibbled at her clit, which set Alyssa off like an astronaut. Jennifer looked at the table,"Good thing we finished eating." Steve helped her up to her feet. "Jennifer you're last." Alyssa smiled. "But I wore mine?" The other's looked at her sternly. "Oh aalright." The youngest actress unbuttoned her jeans and put her underwear back on. Sarah made her bend over a chair resting her arms on the back. Steve dropped to his knees he was getting full. Jennifer stood with her thin long legs shoulder width apart. The thin crotch of her panties nestled in between her tender loins. Steve started by licking up the back of her right leg. Her shapely calf muscles, licking the back of her knee, moving to the inside of her thigh, stopping only for a single kiss of her moistening sex, and continuing on down her left leg. "Mmmmmmmmhhhh!" Jennifer moaned cutely. By the time he was back tonguing her Love hole, she was barely able to stand. Sarah spied an increasing bulge in his pants and crawled down between Jennifer's legs, Steve felt he tugging at his zipper the fold in his pants was making it difficult. Bridget got down behind him, reaching around she helped Sarah undo his pants. Steve cock came out on it's own, Bridget stroked it, gently feeding the head into Sarah Michelle's waiting warm mouth. Somehow Steve continued munching Jennifer Loves black box she came moments later. "Uuuuuugghhhh!" Her cum gushed out spraying the crotch of her briefs. She collapsed into his arms Steve gently lowered her to the kitchen floor. Looking down he saw that Sarah was now throat deep in cock meat, he was not yet ready. Bridget was no longer behind him. He eased Sarah's mouth off his penis, and turned her around bending her over the table. "Hey I wasn't..." She started to protest. Realizing Bridget and Alyssa were right behind him, he craned his neck, "Er is it okay with you two if I take Sarah for one last?" Bridget chuckled, "Lyssa, it's your table." Alyssa smiled, "Oh go on, I've had alI can take this morning anyway." Steve thought of a witty reply but keep it to himself. "Sarah may I?" Although she could have kicked him away if she wanted, she reached over and grabbed on to the far edge of the table. "Go ahead give me your best shot, and I don't scream. I'll kick your ass." Steve felt the pressure and launched into her prone figure with meaning. Positioning his prick carefully between her cunt lips, he held Sarah firmly by the hips and thrust into the squirming girl in one steady move. "Aaaaaaaahhh!" Sarah yelled as the wind was knocked out of her lungs. Once all the way in he began a session of long repeated thrusts, Sarah gripped the table tightly with all her strength, her ass taking a beating as Steve rammed her with everything but the kitchen sink. Ohh Hell Yesssss, moore, moooorre!" She screamed. Steve moved faster pulling Sarah towards him as he thrust, she was like a rag doll being fuck insatiably. The table shook violently, the others watched in amazement to see what would break first. Fortunately for Alyssa it was Sarah, who screamed her orgasm in submission. Steve pulled her pelvis in tightly to his groin as he blasted her womb with cum. Then girls watched as it leak out Sarah stretched pussy, dripping onto Alyssa's shiny kitchen floor. They both collapsed onto the table, "Well was it good for you." He asked. Sarah let go of the table, she had the most dreamy smile on her face. "Mmmhh, it was awesome totally awesome." Jennifer crawled over to the two spent sex fiends, prying Steve off her friend she pushed him on to the chair, and cleaned out her lovers sperm filled cunt, with her tongue of course. Sarah just lay there occasionally moaning with pleasure. Bridget kneeled in front of him, he accepted her as she began licked his soft cock swallowing any remnants of cum. Looking over at Alyssa he could see she seemed complacent. Collecting themselves together, they had one last group hug before leaving for the airport. Neither Alyssa nor Sarah bothered putting their leggings back on. Steve got his suitcase from the van. Which Bridget had already packed and Alyssa add the robe and PJ's she bought him. "Hey aren't you forgetting something." Alyssa chimed twirling her panties on the end of her finger. Steve blushed and collected the garments from the girls. "And I'd better not find you selling them on the web." She chastised. He looked offended, "Alyssa never, especially not when I can get three times as much for Jennifer's and Sarah's." Jennifer's elbow slammed into his stomach just before Sarah's foot clipped the back of his head. "Kidding, just kidding!!" He pleaded. "You'd better be." They warned ominously. Within minutes they where on the way to the airport. "Actually I'm going to hang them on my bedroom wall below your pictures." Steve cowered under the rain of blows begging for mercy. Arriving at the terminal Steve checked in. Then they where ushered into a private lounge to wait for the flight. Only an escort of airline staff and security personal prevented them from being swamped by fans. They collected many stares from people as they walked through the lobby. Inside the private waiting area, they where welcomed by an airline representative. Heather, Jennie, and Winona had already arrived Steve got a greeting hug from each of them. There where no other patrons in the lounge. Bridget thanked the airline representative and asked her to return when Steve flight was boarding. They still had forty-five minutes till the departure. Steve when to the washroom. Alyssa plunked down on a sofa, Heather caught a glimpse of her bush as she crossed her legs. "Forget something while getting dressed this morning Lyssa?" Alyssa stared up at her, "No Er actually they're in Steve's pocket." Heather smiled. "You little dickens." She frowned defensively, "Well he has theirs too." She said waving to the other three. Winona put her arm's around Bridget and Jennifer, "Okay you two talk." The four girls quickly told the trio what transpired that morning. Jennie, Heather and Winona exchanged glances and looked towards the men's room. Steve was startled to say the least, when the three came barging in while he was standing at a urinal. "Hey! Do you mind this is the men's room!" The girls stood behind him, Winona in the middle of the two blondes. "Nothing we haven't seen before." Heather commented. Steve looked at them over his shoulder, "Well it's what I'm doing with it at the moment you haven't seen before." You think by now nothing they did would surprise him. But trying to take a leak, with three of the most glamorous actresses in Hollywood standing behind him was very intimidating, he quickly shook himself off and zipped up, with great care I might add. He remembered to go over to the sink to wash his hands. "Okay what's up." Steve watched as Heather and Winona lifted their skirts and pulled off their panties. "We thought you might want to add these to your collection, you pervert." Winona winked. Heather's were plain white cotton sensible. Winona's were light green bikini types. They stuffed them into his pockets along with the others. Jennie gestured for her friends them to give her and Steve some privacy. They quickly left to rejoin the others. The heavy door closed behind them. Jennie did not look like a happy camper, actually she seemed down right pissed off. "Jen? Is everything alright." He asked meekly. "NO it is not!" She huffed. " I Just talked to the others, and guess what I just found out!" She began pacing like a caged tiger. Steve gulped, "I-I don't know." She stopped and stared at him, her big aquamarine eye's opening wide. "What's wrong with me? Aren't I good to you? Don't I turn you on anymore? " Steve smiled weakly, "Of course you are, you do." She stepped closer and hugged him tightly, "Then why?" She pleaded. Steve was about as confused as you are right now. So like any man in that dilemma he said the only thing possible. "I'm so sorry Jennie, I didn't mean to do it." It didn't go over as well as he had hoped. "Sorry! Sorry! How could you!! You! You!! " She exploded. The girls outside were beginning to hear her shouts echoing off the walls, they didn't know what she was so pissed off about either. "In less than an hour you're getting on a plane and flying back to New York. I probably won't see you for at least three months." She continued. Steve took the lead, "Jen we already talked about this, I have to go." She sighed, "How could he be so thick." Jennie looked up at him her face softened. "It's not that!" Steve put he's arm's around her comfortingly, and so that she couldn't hit him. "Go on." He said wearily. "It's just that part nine of this story will be over, and I'm the only one you haven't had sex with in this chapter." She whined. He looked at her in disbelief, she was right. "But I'm not writing this story. I'm just a character too." She moaned, "You think that idiot using the keyboard out there would have better sense. If I could get my hands on ....." (apologies to all comic book writers) Suddenly Steve hoisted the petite blond up on to the counter top. "Ohhh!" She squealed. He knelt down on the clean bathroom floor, and pushed her dress up exposing her luscious lean legs. She purred as his tongue made the long journey up her thigh, making it's way to her inflamed pit of passion. She pressed his head between her legs, bringing her knees up draping her legs over his shoulders. The sucking sounds echoed off the tiled walls. Steve pulled greedily at the crotch of her tan silk lace panties, lifting her up slightly to get them off her ass. Then he stood up and pulled them the rest of the way down to her ankles. Jennie removed one foot, leaving the small panties dangling from her left ankle. "It's awfully quite in there." Jennifer whispered. "You think she's killed him?" Steve unzipped his tool sharp and ready. "Is this what you want Jen?" She looked at him in a sexual fog, "Please don't tease me." Grabbing her firmly by the back of the head, "Beg you dirty little tramp." She looked at him shyly. "Please, please give me your big hard cock. Fuck me like a slut, I know I don't deserve it but I'm begging you." He pulled her off the counter and turned her around roughly bending her over at the waist and telling her to spread her legs as far as she could. Which as pretty far, Jennie saw herself in the mirrors, and Steve leering at her over her shoulder. She was smiling from ear to ear. "Jen don't smile." He asked. "Oops sorry." She giggled. "Okay you bad girl." He giggled. " I want you to look in them there mirrors, and remember this for the rest of your life, you bitch!" Jen looked at his reflection in the mirror, "Please, please be gentle with me." He laughed, rather badly. "Your gonna take this like the whore you are, I'm gonna screw all the way into you tight little womb, and leave my sperm in there." Her face went pale with fear. "No please don't make me pregnant, you bad man!" They looked at each other, "Who is writing this stuff?" Steve flipped her dress over her back and filled Jennies vacancy. She moaned loudly and his long thick rod occupied her wanton hole. "Yessss.... Oooooohhhh yessssssss!!" Sarah giggled listening at the door, "No he's not dead yet, either that or rigamoratis has set in." Heather came over "Come on get away from there you guy's." Steve and Jennie stared at each other's reflection, as they enjoyed their last copulation for a while. He undid the belt at the front of her dress and put his hands up inside to grope her perky firm breasts. Holding onto them as he slid in and out of her fuck hole. She speeded up her pumps as he drove into her widened juicy tunnel. A stifled cry and gripping of her vagina told him she had gotten her hearts desire. Steve continued thrusting inside Jennie slowing the pace. "I'm ready to..." Jennie detached herself from his cock and bent over sucking his ready to burst penis into her eager mouth. Wrapping her hand around his member she quickly worked him to orgasm. Receiving a small but respectable amount of cum against the back of her mouth, and feeling it slide down her throat. She then cleaned his cock from tip to balls, with her soft pliable tongueand tucked him lovingly back into his pants. "Thanks Jennie you're the best." She took his hands he helped her up. "You're not so bad yourself." Doing up her belt she picked up her panties and stuffed them into his pocket. Jen cleaned herself best she could at the sink. Steve's jacket pockets now had little suspicious bulges. He wondered if he'd have problems getting through security. They came out the washroom sat down in the lounge, ignoring the titters and jeers came from the other girls. Alyssa sat beside Jen and lifted her skirt up, checking to see if she'd given up her panties. "Glad to see you two have kissed and made up." Jen pushed her dress back down demurely, "I'll tell you guy's about it later." Bridget checked her watch, "It's almost time." Steve got to his feet, Winona stepped into his embrace. "Take care. Just remember we love you." He kissed her delicately on the lips. "I will, thanks for everything." Squeezing gently he released Winona, she turned quickly hiding her tears. Jennifer stepped into the breech. "It's been a wild ride Love, and I do." She smiled with her big dark eyes. "Me too." Her whole little body shivered as he held her. "You watch out for that Leo Di Caprio fellow, you hear now." She laughed kissing him on the cheek. "I will." Sarah tapped him on the back. He turned seeing her eyes already misting up. "Hey, my brave little Slayer isn't crying is she? What would all those big bad vampires think." Sarah latched on to him like tree frog,"I'm gonna miss you so much!" She felt so good in his arms. "I'll watch you show every Friday night, I promise." She looked up at him though her bleary, green eyes. "Monday, its on Monday!" Steve grinned sheepishly, "That's what I meant, Monday." She pulled his head down for a soft pliable kiss, "I'll dedicate my next slaying to you." He kissed her cute button nose, "I'm honored." Heather was already close to tears, as she draped her arms around his neck. "Thank you." She whispered in his ear. "No thank you, for give me something to live for again." They kissed full of soundless fury. Heather let go to recompose herself. "Meet me and Alyssa at Melrose Place tonight?" He nodded. "I'll be there." He turned as Jennie grabbed him. "You'll stay in touch right." He held her gently. "Yes (HA!)I promise, but no more phone sex." That got a laugh out of her. "I love you Steve." He planted a kiss on the top of her head. "Love you too, Jennif..., Jennie." she looked at him sharply, "Watch it! You have my address?" He smiled, "Yes Beverly Hills 90210." He looked around to see Alyssa standing by the windows looking out onto the tarmac. Coming up from behind he enfolded his arms about her waist, Alyssa held them around her. They gazed at each other in the glass. Silence enveloped them. He could see the tears streaming down her finely sculptured face. "You'll be okay Lyssa." She sniffed, "I know, but I'll still miss you." He gave her a tight squeeze, "It's only a month, till you come to New York. I'll take you up the Statue of Liberty." She smiled, "Can we do it in the torch?" He laughed, "Sure but they'll probably kick us out." She turned in his arms and clung to him like a Koala bear to a eucalyptus tree. Steve took one last liberty with her lips, then pried her arms gently from around his neck. She turned back to the window, Heather went over to comfort her. Steve walked over to where Bridget was waiting for him. They drew each other in with timid affection. They breathed deeply in unison. "How can I sleep with out you." She asked. "Just close your eye's, I'll be there." He whispered. "I love you Bridget." She closed her eyes. "I know, I love you too." Their lips met but their emotions had drained away any passion they possessed. They separated holding hands briefly, looking into each other's eyes. The automatic doors slid open, and a flight attendant entered. "Mr. Colt I'm here to escort you to the aircraft." The girls couldn't help noticing how good looking he was." He smiled and took Steve's carry on bag. "Will that be all?" Winona picked up a flat package from behind a couch. "Oh we almost forgot this." It was a small rectangular flat box, Steve guessed a big book, or a picture frame. She handed it to Steve. "Thanks. You shouldn't have." Jennifer smiled, "You'll love it." He whispered into her ear, "Picture of all you guys in the buff right." She scowled and punched his arm. His injured arm. "Oww!" She put her hands to her mouth, "Oh, I'm sorry." Jennie put her arm around Jennifer. "It's okay knowing Steve he probably deserved it." Steve garnered one last hug from each of his sirens, and walked to the doors. The flight attendant went through. Steve paused, and looked back over his shoulder. They stood in row hanging off one another. He gave a simple nod as the opaque glass doors closed behind him. The girls moved to the windows looking for his plane. Sarah pointed it out, it was almost right next to the lounge they were in. "Did you get him a window seat Jennie?" She nodded. Steve settled into his first class seat, the rest of the passengers had already boarded. Looking out the window he could see the girls a wing span away. They waved to him excitedly, and he waved back at them. So did with everyone else on that side of the plane. They watched as the L 1011 lifted off into the big blue autumn sky, taking comfort in each other. Finally Alyssa spoke for the group, "Is it just me, or is anyone else freezing their butt off in here?" The others broke down laughing. "What do you think he wanted out panties for?" Jennifer Love wondered out loud. "Don't ASK!!" The others shouted at her, as they made for the exit. Halfway though the flight, Steve hauled out the last minute gift Winona had presented to him. Carefully unsealing one end of the box he pulled out beautifully mahogany handcrafted picture frame. It was an 8.5 x 11 group picture of the girls, mounted on a white mat background. It was taken in Alyssa's garden, Heather, Winona and Bridget were sitting on a wooden bench. Jennie, Alyssa and Sarah sat on the grass at their feet, with Jennifer lying on her side in front of them. It looked like a professional job, except the girls were all dressed in casual clothes. Nothing to short or too tight, they all looked natural, like the girls next door beaming brightly. Their autographs were at the bottom of the mat. "To Steve, For being there." Sarah Michelle Geller, Jennie Garth, Jennifer Love Hewitt, Heather Locklear, Winona Ryder, Bridget Fonda, Alyssa Milano." He looked out the window at the setting of the sun as the tears rolled off his cheeks. Back in New York his life began to come apart at the seams rapidly. He lost his job with the magazine though Nancy offered him other positions, but they were desk jobs with no travelling involved. He even turned down a junior editor's position. The CIA retained is old job for its intelligence cover, and since his no longer with them, he was forced out of the position. They wouldn't take him back, in the past month he had become too well known. Reporters were calling for interviews not only about him but what did he know about the girls, they were trying to get anything from him. Dangerous rumor's persisted about his past life and they where getting closer to the truth. Adding to the anguish were his returning nightmares, It was these that disturbed him the most, he hardly slept at night. People stopped him on the street to shake hands, or beg an autograph. Strange women would come up and kiss him, well it wasn't all bad. It seemed everybody wanted something from him, product endorsements, book deals, movie rights, and souvenirs. He hid all of this from the girls, who would phone at least twice a week. Usually through a conference call or when a group of them got together at someone's house. He pretended everything was fine, and he was still working. The sounds of their voices would only torture him further, he tried to watch them on TV but it was hard. He was terrified that one day he would turn it on. Only to find one of them wouldn't be there anymore. A week before Alyssa was suppose to visit him, he took painfully drastic action. He went to the bank, closing his account and emptying his safety deposit box. On his was back to the apartment, he stopped in at a drugstore. Arriving back at the ground level one bedroom dwelling, he carefully packed a suitcase of clothes and another with personal items, including the picture of the girls. He didn't want it, but he couldn't leave behind, or bring himself to destroy it. Once packed he colored his dark hair a shade of light blonde, to match the photos in the fake IDs that he had retrieved from the safety deposit box. It was a complete set of papers with which he could go anywhere and start a new life. Though he knew this wouldn't prevent the Company, from finding him. To the rest of the world he would just be another Joe Blow again. He put his real papers in a sealed envelope and threw it in a suitcase. Maybe Steve Colt would come back one day, but for now only Stephen Mare existed. He put the suitcases by the door, with one smaller metal case. It was full of CIA property mostly counter-surveillance, and communication equipment. Nobody had been sent to pick it up, so he'd have to take it with him to, maybe it would be come in handy. He checked around the apartment one last time, there would be no coming back. Putting the cases out into the hall he locked the door tossing the keys inside. The phone rang it was almost 10PM. "One of the girls." He thought, wanting so much to go over and pick it up. Sadly he flicked off the light switch and closed the door. Alyssa was perturbed when she got his answering machine. Leaving a short message to say she's call back later, she hung up the phone. She called again three times that night, no answer, then she tried E-mail only to get a bounce back. The next day she called Nancy, at "Jane's Defence Weekly." Nancy told Alyssa, that Steve had quit two weeks ago, and she hadn't heard from him since. Nancy was very concerned on learning that Steve had not told Alyssa of that fact. She sent someone over to Steve's place to check on him, and she called his sisters. A day later she phoned Alyssa back, Steve was gone. Alyssa asked if it could be government business. Nancy had checked they didn't know anything either, but they where now very interested in finding him too. Alyssa got scared, but Nancy assured her that more than likely he was just restless, and not use to his new found fame. Nancy promised to call if she learned anything about his whereabouts. In desperation Alyssa searched through her purse looking for an old business card. After a few terse moments she found it, dialing the number twice to get it right. "Hello." A heavily accented oriental voice answered. "Hello Dr. Kwan?" Alyssa's near panic stricken voice called out. "Yes." She took a deep breath to get control of her voice,"I'm a friend of Steve Colt's do you remember me?" Alyssa explained what she had just found out. Dr. Kwan listened carefully, "I check, Steve has many friends all over the world, don't worry we'll find him." Alyssa then called the others, they were shocked, puzzled, and frightened. So it was the spy who had come in from the cold, and stolen their hearts, had crept off, vanishing like a thief in the night. The hunt was on. "You were my strength when I was weak" "You were my voice when I couldn't speak" "You were my eyes when I couldn't see" "You saw the best there was in me" "Lifted me up when I couldn't reach" "I'm everything I am" "Because you loved me" Theme from "Up Close and Personal" By Diane Warren Sung by Celine Dion Reproduced without permission not for profit. END OF PART 9 Coming up next Part 10 the Final Chapter. "Where's Steve?" Comments PLEASE especially any women. Real women! End 5/5 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----