Date: Mon, 25 Sep 2000 09:58:34 EDT
From: Marc P <miniegg69@hotmail.com>
Subject: bisexual/college/corrupting-a-minor-10

CORRUPTING A MINOR

-by Marc P. (email miniegg69@hotmail.com)


CHAPTER 10

I awoke from the previous night's torment around seven in the morning, with
a pain in my bladder.  How I had to piss so much was beyond me.  I didn't
drink anything last night and it made no sense. Maybe it was stress.  I
threw the blanket off of me and, eyes still half-closed, staggered into my
private half-bath that graced all the prime singles in this dorm.  I noticed
that Sean was still sleeping in my bed, lying curled in a semi-fetal
position.  The sheet was riding low and I could see the tops of his cute
little boy buttcheeks, attached to his strong, smooth back.  Julie was not
lying in bed.  I bumped into her in the bathroom.  She was brushing her
hair.

"Morning," I grumbled as I slid passed her towards the toilet.  I was still
vehemently pissed off.

"Oh, Marc, honey, I'm so sorry," she whispered, obviously not wanted to wake
Sean.  She threw her arms around me and buried her face in my neck.  "I had
no idea you were going to get that upset.  I feel absolutely horrible.
Horrible."

"You should," I mumbled.  I just wanted to pee, dammit.

"No, Marc, I mean it.  I feel really terrible.  You know I love you more
than anything.  You know that, right?"  I stared blankly in her face.  No,
not really.  I didn't know it.  She asked me again.  "You know I love you,
right?"

I sighed.  We were going to have to have this talk eventually.  Why not do
it at seven o'clock in the morning in the bathroom.  And come to think of
it, why the hell was she fully dressed this early?  I ignored that little
detail and closed the door quietly behind us.  "No, Julie," I started, "I
don't know that you love me.  I really don't."  I could see tears begin to
form in the corner of her eyes.  "It really bothered me the way you casually
fucked Sean while you had me fucking chained to the bed.  That was
disgusting."

"I thought it would turn you on, honestly."  She slumped down onto the
toilet.  Well, I guess I'll have to hold it for a little longer, I thought.
"Oh, Christ.  I've screwed everything up, didn't I?  Fuck, fuck, fuck!"  She
slammed her fist onto the sink.  God, she looked really upset.  How could I
think that she didn't love me?

I squatted down in front of her and took her hands in mine, squeezing them
reassuringly.  "No, you haven't screwed everything up.  Things just came to
head last night.  There's a lot of shit going on between you and me and
Sean.  We're going to have to deal with it.  I just thought that, you know,
you loved him more than me."

"Oh, no, no, no! Never, how could you think that?"

"It's just you spend so much time together, and I think he's falling in love
with you.  And when I saw the way you two made love last night, it drove me
crazy.  I don't want to lose you.  I thought I pussyfooted my way around the
issue too long.  I want to marry you."

Julie looked stunned.  After a brief moment of awkward silence, she managed
to mutter "What?"

"I want to marry you," I repeated.  I grinned sheepishly.  "Although this
was not how I had planned on doing it, without a ring and squatting in a
bathroom the morning after you and Sean tortured me.  Not as romantic as I
had hoped."  She still sat dumbfounded, mouth agape.  "So, how about it?
Will you marry me?"

Julie's look of bewilderment turned into a crooked smile and then into an
all-out grin.  "Of course I'll marry you, you idiot!"  She stood up and
yanked me to my feet as well.  Throwing her arms around my neck we embraced
in the deepest, most sensual kiss I'd ever had.  Right there in my little
half-bath.

When we parted, Julie said to me, "You do realize we are going to have a
talk with Sean.  You're right about there being a lot of weird signals being
passed around.  We're going to have to deal with that."

"Should we wake him up now?" I asked.

"No, I have to get going, I'm volunteering at the shelter this morning,
remember?"  Aha, that's why she's dressed so early.  "But I get back at
noon."

"I'll be waiting."  She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and bounded off.  I
finally got to piss.  I was also ecstatic.  I'd finally asked Julie to marry
me, and she said yes.  And I finally got to piss.

I went quietly back into the room.  Sean had rolled over onto his back,
revealing his beautiful, smooth chest, save for that trail of soft brown
hair that led from his navel to his pubes.  He appeared to be sleeping
restlessly.  I thought briefly about joining him, but I didn't want to
disturb him, so I crawled back under the blanket on the futon, and rested
well.

When I woke up a few hours later, Sean was already awake, wearing only his
boxers.  He had his knees curled up to his chest and was sitting on the bed,
leaning against the wall.  He was staring at me.

"Morning," I said groggily, as I sat up and rubbed the sleep out of my eyes.

"Good morning," he replied softly.  "Oh, and congratulations."

"Huh?" I asked confused.  I was still a pretty much half asleep.

"Congratulations," he repeated.  "On your engagement."

"Wha-?  How did you . . . ?"

"You guys woke me up this morning.  I heard the whole conversation.  I
wasn't eavesdropping, honestly.  You just weren't whispering very well."  He
tried to force a smile.  That's when I noticed his eyes were a little puffy
and red.  It looked like he had been crying.  Not very much, but enough.

"I'm sorry," I told him.  "I wanted to tell you myself, we wanted to tell
you ourselves."  He just sat there, his lip quivering.  "Look, I'm really
sorry, but . . ."

"Why are you sorry?" he asked, wiping his eyes with the back of his hand.
"I figured it would happen sooner or later.  I guess, I guess it was just
nice while it lasted.  This does mean we can't screw around anymore I'm
assuming."  He forced a laugh.  A very forced laugh.

"Yeah," I said, "It's probably not a good idea."  He sniffed and rubbed his
eyes again.  "Look, I understand this is hard for you.  I'm not blind.  I
know that you had a thing for Julie.  And to tell you the truth I rushed
into the proposal thing because I thought she might actually have feelings
for you back.  So I panicked.  I mean, I really do want to marry her but I
was getting cold feet and . . ."  I trailed off.  Sean was looking at me
confused.

"Julie?" he asked quizzically.  "You thought I was in love with Julie?"
Then he chuckled.

"You weren't?"  I was dumbfounded.  "Then why are you so upset?  It can't be
the sex, it wasn't that good."

"No, you silly," Sean began, "I'm not in love with Julie.  I think that . .
."   He paused.  "I think that I'm in love with you."

Oh, well that just hit me like a ton of bricks.  "Me?  Me?  But Julie's the
one you spend all the time with?  I haven't seen you at all in the past few
weeks.  In fact I thought you were avoiding me so you could spend more time
with Julie."

"I _was_ avoiding you."  He looked away.  "I feel stupid.  I'm sorry."

"No, keep going.  I want to know."

"It's just that, well. . . ."   His whole body was shaking.  It was actually
quite endearing.  "It's just that every time I get around you lately I get
this little queasy feeling in my stomach, and I never know how to act, and I
get all flustered and so, well, I've been avoiding you."

I sat there flabbergasted.  "Oh," I said.  Ok, it didn't really take me by
surprise.  Steve had noticed something, and I had thought I detected it but
after the past few weeks, and especially the show Sean and Julie put on last
night, I was beginning to doubt that I was the one Sean was after.  And this
just threw a whole new kind of wrench into the woodworks.  I mean, don't get
me wrong, I was still head over heals, mad-about-you, in love with Julie.  I
really doubt you'd notice by the way we act around each other, after nearly
four years of dating we'd gotten very comfortable.  There was very little
displays of public affection (and I'd never been a big fan of PDA to begin
with).  But it was how when she got up early to go to class she'd always
tuck me back in, or the way she would come find me in the library when I was
working on my thesis and bring me a Mars bar.  I could go on forever.

But I was drawn to Sean as well.  He was young, naïve, innocent (to a point)
and looked up to me a lot, I could tell.  And I always mixed my feelings up
for him.  I always thought of him as my little freshman protégé, my little
sidekick, partner in crime kind of deal.  Oh, and we fucked each other up
the ass on occasion.  But this candid admission of love threw me for a loop;
I wasn't prepared to deal with the emotional shock that I had.  For a brief
moment, I think I loved him back.  In fact I know I loved him.  But not that
way.  Whatever `that way' was, I didn't love him like that.  I loved Julie
like that.  Not him.  The debate went on in my head for what seemed like
hours as I sat and just stared at him.

After waiting a fair amount of time for me to say something more than my
muttered `oh,' Sean spoke.  "I think I should get going now," he said and
shifted to get up off the bed.

I stood up.  "Wait," I said.  He sat back down and I sat down on the bed
across from him.  "I love you too, Sean."  His face brightened.  "But not
that way."  Whatever the fuck that meant, why did I have to say that?  His
face sagged again and a tear streaked down his cheek.  I continued.  "You
are a wonderful friend, you've been there for me so many times, all this
year.  You've been a great friend to Julie, too.  This sounds cheesy but
you've enriched our lives."  He started to sniff again.  "We've had such a
kickass time this year.  And I hope we always stay close, but-"

"But?" he asked, his eyes hopeful.

"But I'll never love you like I love Julie."  I didn't know if I was really
telling the truth, but at that moment I was forcing myself to believe it was
the truth.  And fortunately for me, at that moment, Julie came home.

She walked in the door and both Sean and I turned towards her.  "What's
going on, guys?" she asked, tossing her book bag in the corner.  I briefly
ran down the history of events.  Sean congratulated us again, and we all sat
on the bed for a `serious talk.'  Sean stayed quiet for most of it, and gist
turned out to be that we had all played with some serious emotions, emotions
none of us were mature enough to handle.  Sex, and power, and controlling
mind games were not to be taken lightly, as we had.  We apologized for
leading Sean on in any sort of romantic way, and that all three of us were
guilty of abusing each others friendship and love.

And to make a long story less long, there was lots of crying and hugging and
affirmation of worth and devotion.

"So," Julie began, as our conversation died down.  "I do think that with
Marc and I now officially, finally –"  she shot me a gentle glare, "-
engaged, that our little, how shall I call them? `sexploits' need to stop.
It would be seriously unhealthy for them to continue.  You agree, don't you
both?"  Sean and I both nodded our heads, somewhat grudgingly on both our
parts.  The sex was really that good.  "But,"  Julie continued, "I think
that last night was a bad way to end this stage of our relationship.  So,
shall we go once more?  For old times' sake?"  With that, she started to
unbutton her blouse.

"I'm up for it," I said.  "Sean?"

He smiled.  "Yeah, I think I can handle that."  His tears had pretty much
dried.

"But this time," Julie said, "let's do it like we mean it."  She shucked her
blouse and unhooked her bra.  "Come here, babe," she motioned for Sean, not
me, to come over to her.  He crawled over and pressed his lips softly
against hers.  There kiss was slow and deep.  He reached up with his right
hand and gently cupped her breast, brushing his thumb across her nipple.
She shuttered.  She placed her own hand on the back of his neck and drew him
closer to her, lying down so Sean was sprawled on top of her.  With her
other hand she lightly caressed his side.

With Julie and Sean still wrapped in their embrace, I slid up on top of
Sean's back, my bare skin pressing against his hot flesh.  I pressed my
mouth to his ear and blew my warm breath lightly into it.  He quivered.  I
slid my tongue out between my lips and lightly licked his earlobe.  Below
me, Sean and Julie were rhythmically probing each other's mouths with their
own tongues.  After getting Sean's ear good and wet, I moved my mouth down
from his ear, planting soft, loving kisses in the crook of his neck.  He
groaned slightly.  I also began to slowly grind my hardening penis into his
cloth-covered bottom.  Sean, in turn, was grinding his own instrument into
Julie's covered crotch.

I continued to plant kisses down Sean's neck and back, admiring every inch
of his smooth, tan skin.  Sean had switched positions himself and was now
sucking on the nape of Julie's supple neck, dry humping her even harder.
She had begun to dig her nails into his back, pulling him closer and harder
each time.

I made my way down to the waistband of his boxers, after soaking his back
with my saliva, at which Julie was now actively scratching away.  None of us
said a word, but the occasional moan that came from each of us indicated
that we were more than enjoying the situation.  I knew instinctively that I
needed Sean's ass.  I slid the boxers down and he wriggled his legs, kicking
them off.  His rock-hard prick was now free and pressing against Julie's
pants.

As soon as I pulled his shorts off, I caught a whiff of his ass.  Sean
smelled so good, he always did.  He had this musky scent to him and I knew
that I wanted to taste it, so I dove right in.  I licked up and down his
slightly hairy crack, lapping up some sweat and funk.  That made him groan
in pleasure.  I buried my nose into his hole and took a deep breath,
smelling the sweat and faint traces of shit.  I went further down and
briefly licked his balls, but I knew that that was going to be for later, so
I made may way back up to his little boy pussy and thrust my tongue in.  He
moaned again.  He was really bucking hard underneath me when I felt him
reach down to the waistband of Julie's pants.  He fumbled briefly with the
button and zipper but soon they were open and he yanked them down, panties
and all.  She also kicked them off, with my help.

"Oh God," Julie moaned, "Make love to me Sean, do it now."  He obliged and
slowly slid his cock into her waiting cunt.  She let out a soft, high
pitched squeal as he did.  He was slowly, gently probing her insides with
his prick, sliding in and out.  It was a caring, loving fuck, not a harsh
and vicious one like last night.

While Sean was fucking my girlfriend, I was tossing his salad like it was my
last meal on earth.  I was getting his hole good and ready for my dick.
After I felt as though he was wet enough, I quickly climbed off the bed and
grabbed a bottle of lube.  I paused to take in the scene before I headed
back, Sean's hot tight body bucking and writhing on top of Julie's slender,
fragile frame, their lips entwined, hands slowly massaging and exploring
each other's bodies.  My own cock twitched in anticipation and began to
leak, leaving a small stain on my shorts.

I climbed back onto the bed and positioned myself in front of Sean's cute,
tight little ass.  I dropped a glob of lube onto his hole and began to
lather it inside with my index finger.  Sean's body jumped at the invasion,
but he was used to being assfucked by now so it quickly became inviting,
opening up for my finger.  I worked my way up to two, then three fingers, as
I gently squeezed his balls with my other hand.  His pace of fucking Julie
had quickened and I knew that I wanted to get a piece of him before he shot
his load into Julie.

So I yanked my own shorts down and rapidly applied some lubricant to my
cock, slathering it good and wet.  I gave Sean's butt a little pat as I
rubbed my cock a few times up and down his crack.  "Ready, kiddo?" I asked.

"Fuck, yeah," he groaned.  "Stick it in me.  I want to feel you inside me
one last time."  I didn't like that idea of `one last time,' but it was for
the best. I spread his legs slightly with my knees and slowly eased my cock
into his moist hole.  He gasped sharply and I let it sit halfway in before I
stuck it all the way up to my pubes.  I rested my thighs against his smooth
ass and just took in the sensations before I began to slide my prick in and
out of his ass.  I found a rhythm that matched his and Julie's and soon we
were sliding in and out of each other with fervent vigor.

I continued to fuck Sean as I lay my body down on his back, so that we were
in a sort of pile up.  It was extremely uncomfortable but I wanted as much
of Sean's body near me as possible at that moment.  To rectify the
situation, I sat back up pulling Sean with me.  He rose into a kneeling
position, still fucking Julie.  In response, Sean placed his hands and
Julie's hips, lifting them off the bed and placing them in his lap.  Julie
countered that by lifting her legs and wrapping them around both mine and
Sean's torsos.  We continued to fuck in this fashion, with my face pressed
into the back of Sean's neck, sucking and licking at his sweaty body.  We
were groaning and trusting like animals now, our pace quickening to that of
a fevered marathon.

Julie came first.  "Oh fuck, Sean," she cried, "I don't think I can go much
longer.  Oh fuck, here she, oh CHRIST!"  He legs squeezed around our bodies
like a vise, she tightened and released her grip with each wave of orgasm.
She grabbed Sean's hips and pulled him even closer, making him trust his
prick even deeper inside her body.

That sent him over the edge.  He didn't say anything, but his breath
quickened and his ass muscles began to tighten around my cock.  He started
to shake and spasm as he shot his load into Julie's inviting pussy.  I
continued my thrusting as his sphincter tried desperately to milk the cum
from my dick.  And it did a damn good job.  Within thirty seconds of Sean's
spasmatic climax I was shaking and shooting my own jizz up his tight
asshole.  "Get ready Sean, `cause here it fucking comes!" I cried as I was
overcome with intense orgasmic bliss.  I bit down hard on his shoulder as I
gave one final thrust, my balls slapping against his ass, and with my cock
buried deep in his bowels I let him have it.  Shot after shot of creamy cum
splattered into his chute, draining me of all my energy.

We all collapsed in a heap, breathing heavily.  No one moved for several
minutes.  Finally, I rolled off Sean's back, removing my softened cock with
a small pop.  I propped myself up on one elbow as I watched the spunk and
lube drip slowly from Sean's ass.  It made me giggle.  I was also in
post-coital bliss, so pretty much anything would have made me giggle.

Sean was the next to move.  He crawled off of Julie, removing his dick, and
gingerly massaged his shoulder.  "Dude," he said, "I think you left a mark."
  I looked down at the red teeth marks I had left from my orgasm.  That made
me giggle too.  "It's not fucking funny," he said but then laughed himself.

"Stop fighting, you two," Julie said, still lying down with her eyes closed
and a smile across her lips.  "You're ruining the moment."

"It's your fiancé that's ruining the moment," Sean said, "He's the one who
fucking bit me!"

"Well there's a simple solution to the problem, now isn't there?" Julie
answered calmly.

"And that would be what?" Sean said indignantly.

"Bite the fucker back."  I shot Sean a warning glance as he stared at me
with a devilish twinkle in his eyes.

"I think I just might do that," he laughed.  All of a sudden Sean lunged at
me and shoved me against the wall.  He pressed his lips into the crook of my
neck and began to suck and bit my bare flesh.   It tickled and hurt and
turned me on, all at the same time.

As Sean feverishly sucked on my neck like a vampire in heat, I glared at
Julie.  "See what you've down, bitch.  Now I have this leech on me and I
doubt he'll get off anytime soon."

"Oh, like this is a problem for you."  She rolled her eyes. Sean had
continued to bite and suck, but his hands wandered down my chest.  After
tweaking my nipples, making them nice and hard, he reached down and grasped
his hand around my cock.

"Ooh, yeah," I muttered. My cock instantly sprang to life.  He slowly began
to stroke it, causing it to engorge in his grasp.  "Ooh, yeah, Sean, stroke
my cock," I moaned, "yeah baby."

He stopped sucking on my neck and pressed his mouth to my ear.  "I want to
suck it," he whispered huskily in my ear.

"No one's stopping you," I moaned breathlessly.  He gave me a long,
penetrating kiss, poking his tongue in and out of my mouth before he ran is
tongue down my chin and neck, across my chest.  Taking my left nipple
lightly between his teeth he bit softly and twisted and pulled it.  I
groaned and ran my fingers through his hair.  "Oh, Sean," I sighed.

He licked down my stomach, tracing the lines of my faintly visible abs and
down to my belly button where he flicked his tongue in and out.  I looked
over at Julie who was licking her lips and fingering herself slowly.  Sean
stopped teasing and went in for the kill.  He parted his lips ever so
slightly and wrapped them around my cockhead, applying slight suction as he
did so.  It send a shiver up my spine.  He reached under me and caressed my
asscrack with his finger, poking at my hole.  His mouth continued its fine
sucking as he slid down lower on my prick, taking almost all of it into his
mouth.  I could feel its length slide down Sean's throat which closed around
it, squeezing it with its tight moistness.  I let out another moan as he
fucked my prick with his mouth.

I caressed and massaged his hair and face as my hips bucked and thrust up to
meet his mouth.  I forgot what a damn good cocksucker he could be, and fuck
if was not going to miss this in the future.  He looked up into my face as
his mouth bobbed up and down on my wet, dripping tool, and what I saw
reflected in his eyes was the look of love, not the look of lust that I
remember on that first night, so long ago, before the ASX party.  I felt a
slight pang of guilt.  But that was quickly overcome by the feeling of
pleasure radiating from my cock, and now from his manual probing of my
asshole.

Julie looked like she wanted in on the action, and so I motioned for her to
come over.  She laid down next to Sean, almost in a sixty-nine position, and
slipped her head beneath his body.  I could only guess that she was giving
him some beautiful oral stimulation because as soon as her head disappeared,
Sean's body tensed up and he started sucking me faster.  He also managed to
find my prostate with his roaming finger and was effectively driving me
insane with pleasure.

Julie looked like she was having a great time, too, going to town on Sean's
slender cock.  Her body was writhing on the bed, her legs spread exposing
her used, dripping pussy.  I glanced over to her crotch.  It looked so
deliciously inviting, her cunt folds spread out a bit, her trimmed pubes,
her milky smooth thighs.  I leaned over a bit so that Sean still could
manage to suck me off, but so my own face was positioned right in front of
her pussy.  I planted a few soft kisses on her inner thighs, and then
tentatively licked at the edges of her cuntlips.  She twitched.  I had a
hard time positioning my head to get the best access to her, but I did as
much as I could.  I thrust my tongue rapidly into her cunt.  She tasted
delicious.  I could taste her juices mixed with Sean's cum, and that
practically drove me to orgasm.  But it was too soon and I was able to hold
myself off.

I drove my tongue in and out of her cunt.  I could hear her moaning
underneath Sean, who was fucking her face mercilessly.  I explored the
inside of her opening until I found her swollen clit, massaging it with my
tongue.  That drove Julie wild.  She increased her suction on Sean's cock
which in turn made him increase his suction on mine.  I couldn't hold off
any more.  The cum was boiling in my balls at unbelievable rates and I
needed to release it.  Right then.
"Sean, I'm cumming!" I cried, although I doubt he could hear me because I
still had my face buried deep inside Julie.  Shot after shot I blasted into
Sean's hot mouth.  He pulled off slightly when I started to shoot to let the
cum cascade over his tongue.  My load wasn't as big as the one that ended up
in his ass, but it was still pretty big.

The taste of my jizz must have excited Sean as well because as soon as I was
down cumming he pulled his mouth off of my softening cock and cried out in
ecstasy as he shot his own hot load down Julie's throat.  His cries slowed
down to a slight whimper as his orgasm subsided a few moments later.  But
Julie wasn't ready to come yet, apparently.  With Sean's dick no longer
rammed down her throat she was free to vocalize her enjoyment.  And vocalize
she did.

"Oh, God, Marc, that's fucking awesome.  Oh yeah baby, right there, right
there, oh fuck, you're tongue is so good, hon, so fucking good."   This went
on for some time.  Sean lay panting next to her.  After about ten minutes,
my jaw was beginning to hurt, but Sean had come to my rescue.  He was
currently assaulting Julie's nipples with his mouth and teeth and fingers,
biting and sucking and pinching them trying to draw her over the edge.  And
it fucking worked.  Within a minute of his ministrations, she was bucking
and crying out that she was going to come.  And come she did.  Her whole
body spasmed as her come cascaded over my face, leaving my tired and wet and
satiated.  I lapped at her juices until she was done.  We all three lay in a
heap panting, spent.

"God, that was fucking amazing," Sean said finally.  "I'm going to miss
that."

I smiled wryly.  "So am I little buddy, so am I.  You've got a great mouth
there."

"And you've got a great cock.  I don't think my ass is ever going to feel
complete knowing you're not going to be filling it again."

"Maybe we can make some sort of arrangement?" Julie offered.

"I really don't think that would be a good idea," I said, wiping my mouth
with the back of my hand.  "I don't know if I want to be sharing my wife."

"Maybe you don't get a choice in the matter," Julie laughed.  "No,
seriously," she continued, dropping the lighthearted tone from her voice, "I
hope you had a good time, Sean, but I also hope you guys realize that it
just wouldn't be healthy for us to keep this up."

I nodded and said, "You're right.  We all keep getting too many mixed
signals."  Sean looked upset again.  I don't think that he was going to
handle this as well as we wanted.  "But let's not think about that.  Let's
just revel in this morning because I'm too fucking high right now to be
sad."  Sean's face perked up a bit and he smiled.

"Yeah, you're right," Sean said.  "How about breakfast?  I'm starving."

"I'll second that," I answered.

"You're always fucking hungry," Julie groaned.  "Let me get dressed."  She
leaned over and gave both me and Sean a kiss on the lips and climbed off the
bed to put her clothes back on.  Sean threw on what he was wearing the night
before and I just put on a sweater and some jeans.

We left the room and as I locked the door behind us, I asked, "So where do
you guys want to eat?"

"Let's go into town," Sean said.  "My treat."

"No, we're not going to let you pay for breakfast," Julie said.

"I want to," Sean replied.  "Consider your engagement present."  He stepped
in between us, put his arms around our waists, and pulled us in to him.

"Can't argue with that, mes amis," I laughed, putting my arm around Sean's
shoulder.  We strolled down the hallway, arms around each other.  Well, I
thought to myself, this is it.  We're finished.  Our little menage a trois
is over.  This is the way the world ends.  At least it went out with a bang,
not a whimper.  And possibly an omelet.  But somehow, somewhere in the back
of my mind I knew that this relationship was just too complex to be fixed
with a marriage proposal and a wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am consolation prize.
There was going to be more in store, Sean wasn't going out without a fight.

And let me tell you, he put up a damn good fight.



To Be Continued. . . .

As always, thanks for all the support I'm getting for this series.  It's not
over quite yet and appreciate all the input I'm receiving.  And remember,
comments and suggestions are always welcomed.


Marc
miniegg69@hotmail.com