Date: Fri, 29 Oct 2004 00:34:58 -0500
From: Alana Montgomery <alana_montgomery@email.com>
Subject: Cheaper By The Dozen Inches 2

*This story is completely fictional and does not make any factual
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This story kind of corresponds with my other story "The Man Who Loved Tom
Welling" You can find this story listed under "tom welling" in the
celebrity section.  This is basically a prequel*


Cheaper by the Dozen Inches
Chapter 2
by Alana Montgomery


Ashton waited in Tom's car for about 7 minutes.  He then got tired of it
and went back to Tom's trailer.  He opened the door and found Tom laying on
the sofa with a pair of jeans pulled up to his knees.

"I guess I did have the remedy for his insomnia", Ashton thought to
himself.  He walked over to the bed and pulled off a thin cotton blanket
and covered Tom with it.  He kissed Tom on the cheek as he pulled the cover
up.  He only twitched slightly in reaction to the kiss.

Ashton quietly shut the door behind him as he left.  He decided to walk
back to his trailer.  He slowly opened the door and was shocked to find his
co-star Hillary Duff sitting at his ining table smoking a cigarette.

"Uh you do know that's not good for you right", Ashton said.

"Pent up sexual frustration is not that healthy either", Hillary returned
then blew out a cloud of smoke from her nostrils.

"What do you mean by that", Ashton asked as he sat in the chair next to
Hillary.

"I may be 16 but I am not stupid.  I know that you are seriously crushing
over Tom", she remarked after taking another long puff off her cigarette.

"I am not crushing over Tom", he pleaded, doing air quotes on "crushing".

"Yes you are.  Now tell me what happened, I was looking for you earlier and
one of the stage hands told me that you were off with Tom", she asked.

"Something kind of happened between us", Ashton said.

"What? A tornado", she asked sarcastically.

"No Hill!  I...I...", he muttered.

"Fillafel", she blurted.

"I sucked him off!  Happy now", he yelled.

"Wow!  Congratulations!  You reached 3rd base", she said.

"What is there to congratulate?  I gave him a blow job and he just asks me
if I want to hang out then falls asleep.  What the fuck?...I expected a
little... well alot more than that from him.  You know what I actually
deserved alot more than what the fuck I got!  Did it mean nothing to him?
All I want is for him to like me back", he said as he laid his head on
Hillary's shoulder and started crying.

"Ashton, I don't intend to hurt you but you need to grasp realility.  Tom
is married to Jamie.  The odds of him falling head over heels for you are
slim to none.  Isn't his friendship more than enough.  I would think that
it would be a whole lot better to have a friendship with someone you love
than to have nothing at all", Hillary said.

"How did you become so wise", Ashton asked.

"I watch alot of Dr. Phil", she quipped. Ashton hugged Hillary then went
outside for a walk.  He walked around for a while trying to process the
day's events.  Suddenly he literally bumped into Tom.

"I'm sorry about earlier", Tom said, "I guess your remedy really worked".

"Hey whatever I can do to help", Ashton responded with a blush.

"I have an idea, how'bout we shoot some hoops, and the winner gets blown",
Tom proposed.

"Deal", Ashton agreed instantly.

They played basketball for a couple of hours.  The winner of the game was


The End

Tune in to the next installment to find out who won
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