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miss maggie ([personal profile] bossymarmalade) wrote2002-01-10 11:43 am

onward ho

One Simple Truth.. JC straightened a wreath hanging in the entryway, and moved the cow in the Nativity so it didn’t look quite so much like it was preparing to feast on the sheep. JC shook his head at the memory of Gabe carefully arranging the wooden animals on the table, only to have Chris re-arrange them into a more gruesome tableau.

Yeah, yeah--I know this next one's my own story, but hey, everybody has a favourite bit of their own fic, don't they?
Fancy A Shag.. “Awwww, so sweet!” Chris sat up and clapped his hands. “Blowjob?” he inquired pertly.

Convenience is Relative.. If JC wants to sit outside on the deck with him and light up, he figures, let him. And not just because he looks painfully good with a cigarette, Chris assures himself hastily. No. Not because of that.

Finally.. Justin blinked. Blinked again. Breathed once, tasted his own lips with his tongue, and reached for Chris again.

Unexpected.. He notices that Tyffanie, along with the majority of the women in the room, looks like a taller, bustier version of Dani. Chris is sure that this is either hell or a Russ Meyer film.