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The Unexpected natural endowment

Mike walked down the sidewalk, the street lamps giving off an eerie glow in the blizzard as the threatening wet bit reflected the spark at odd angles. He sighed as he pulled his collar up, trying to keep the cold hurry from sneaking down the cervix of his shirt and adding to his already uncomfortable chill ; he hated the city and he especially hated the city in winter, a Florida boy had no business in New York this time of twelvemonth !

As he made his way house he wondered why he had taken the job that had brought him to this flash-frozen pit of cheating wet concrete and brown slush that always seemed to find its way into his shoes in an obvious attempt to freeze his feet. This was his second Christmas Day in the city, the initiative being a sad lonely function in this cold muddy land so far from his home of palm trees and affectionate sandy beaches, this year promising nothing but the Same and he wondered how many Sir Thomas More dismal holidays he would have to pass here before he was paroled to an office staff in a climate more fit for human habitation.

He stopped to look into a store window and smiled, a rare thing now a twenty-four hours, at the Norman Norman Rockwell scene inside ; happy mannequins sitting around a faux ardour, smiles frozen on their multi-colour faces, lowly mannequins seemingly tearing at gayly colored theme wrapped boxes, a happy vacation snap in fourth dimension of a wintertime wonderland Christmas as he thought,"That 's about the right way, only moldable masses would be happy spending Christmas in this snowy hell."microphone shook his head in disgust, disgust at the cheerful scene on such a moth-eaten and blustery night, and disgust that he had first seen this display a calendar week before Thanksgiving, another vacation he had spent alone.

He turned and resumed his short head trip home ; that 's all his animation seemed to be : work, sleep, oeuvre, sleep ... with short-change unpleasant walk of life in between, he did n't even have time for a social life and spent all his nights alone. He was brought out of his own personal pity party by the intimate trill of his cadre telephone and wondered who the hell would be calling him at this iniquitous hour ; he stopped and fished his phone from his pocket,"Hello ?"

"dear ?"Came his Mother 's glad vocalization,"How are you Baby ?"

"mulct, just heading home."

"So late ? Oh infant, you work too hard."She replied in her sympathetic mommy representative, but he could tell she was bursting at the seams to say him something.

"Eh, it 's not always so bad."He lied, easing her into her news,"Sooooo, what 's up Mom."

"Ohhhh I have wonderful news."Came the proud reply,"The schoolhouse 's band has been picked to be in the Christmas Day Parade up there and your Sister will be the majorette !"

"Wow."He replied, actually pretty impressed ; the one-year Dec 25 Parade in the metropolis was something of an event, even televised on several John Roy Major net,"Wait, so you 'll be in townsfolk on Noel ?"

"Yes ! Is n't that fantastic ?"She chirped happily ; his mother was always a cheerful woman and her full intelligence was making her down correct giddy.

"Actually yes."He replied ; certainly it would still be Christmas in this flash-frozen hell, but it might just be bearable with his kinsperson here,"So when are you planning on being here ?"

"fountainhead we 're supposed to check into our hotel on the twenty-third ..."

"Hotel my ass !"Mike interrupted,"You 'll bide with me, I have good deal of room."It was the truth, the one bright blot, well not the only one actually, was the apartment the company had set him up in.

"That would be awesome honey, we can possess a big Christmas just like when you were still at home."His mother laughed happily.

Mike was about to answer when something, or someone, slammed into him from behind as he stood on the pavement talking with his mother, he turned to see a large man walking away from him and was about to say something filthy when again he was plowed into from hind end. He growled to himself as he turned again but this clock time he saw a pretty blonde sitting on the wet concrete staring up at him with a stunned feeling on her face and a cadre phone in her low helping hand. mike stepped forward as he spoke into his speech sound,"I got ta go Mom, birdsong you when I get home."Before his mother could resist he hung up and reached down to help the young womanhood to her foundation,"Are you ok ?"

"Um ... ah yeah I think so."The charwoman said quietly as he looked up into his bright dismal eye and blushed,"Ahhh, um, sorry ..."

"It 's ok, looks like you got the big of it anyway."mike replied, seeming held entranced by her emerald unripe eyes as she gave him an obstruct smile ; after what seemed like an timelessness, but was only a few seconds, he shook his head and grinned back a moment before he saw something that made him find bad for the young woman,"Jeez, you 're pie-eyed !"

"Yeah, I guess I am."She replied with a sheepish grinning as she tried brushing the wet Baron Snow of Leicester and slush from her stage,"Getting sort of cold too."

"Do you have far to go ?"Mike asked as he bent down and retrieved her few shopping pocketbook, luckily they were plastic so at to the lowest degree they would n't disintegrate after having been dropped in the wet C and icy slush.

"A few blocks."She replied absentmindedly before looking up at him with another dazzling smile,"Was going to do a bit more shopping but I think I 'll pass on that now. Better get home plate before I freeze my buttocks off !"

"Um, I live just a one-half cylinder block away if you want to warm up or ... um ... something ? Ummm ... well ... ahhhh, I ..."Mike offered before stopping to consider what his words would sound like to a concluded unknown, a beautiful consummate stranger at that. He gave a nervous little jest as she tilted her head and grinned at him,"Sorry, sometimes I do n't mean before I speak ... I did n't think that the way it sounded ..."

"Oh really ?"She laughed softly,"To bad, that something sounded interesting !"

"Wha ... what ?"He stammered again, taken aback by her response until he saw the light in her fairly eyes,"You 're teasing me now."

"Sorry, I could n't resist."She giggled as she reached for her old bag,"You just looked so cute blushing like that. I did n't think men around here did that anymore."

"Not actually from here, I 'm a transplanted Floridian."

"Oh ?"She asked, her grin still firmly supplement to her pretty lips, which he noted were turning an alarming shade of disconsolate,"So how are you finding our fair city ?"

"Cold."He laughed as he slid all her handbag to one bridge player and gently took her arm with the former,"Which it seems you are as well. At least let me buy you a cup of hot umber ..."He paused and smiled mischievously,"... or something."

She laughed and turned to walk with him, allowing him to hold her arm,"Such a gentleman, now how is a lady friend supposed to refuse an offer like that."As they started down the sidewalk in the counseling his apartment, she actually leaned into him and wrapped her hands around his arm,"My name is Tiffany, Louis Comfort Tiffany Albright."

"Mike Webster."They walked that way, arm in arm, for nearly a half Admiralty mile, passing several coffee shops that were unfortunately closed ; the wind was picking up as the temperature began to plunge and he was about to bag the solid mind and anticipate her a cab when she stopped and turned to him.

"Um ... mike ?"

"Yeah ?"

"I do n't want you to get the awry estimation or anything, but how far is your apartment ?"Tiffany asked shyly, her tooth chattering slightly,"I 'm really cold."

"Not far, just up there."He replied, pointing to a building barely a C grand away and swearing silently as she collapsed into him,"Tiffany ?"

"I ... I 'm so co ... cold ..."She stammered through chattering teeth and he could feel her trembling almost violently against him, even through their heavy coats. Mike decided that he needed to do something quick or she could be in literal trouble so he bent down and threw her over his shoulder, nearly running the short length to the front doorway of his apartment edifice ; it was a small difficult fumbling with his key to open the hall room access, but he managed and quickly made his way to the lift. Luckily at this clock time of night there was no one in the foyer and he did n't have to look for the elevator, or explain why he had an unconscious woman draped over his shoulder, and within bit he was walking through his strawman room access.

He deposited Louis Comfort Tiffany on the leather couch, not caring that her wet clothing was probably staining the expensive piece of furniture,"Hey, Louis Comfort Tiffany ? Hey, wake up."microphone did n't make out what to do, he was from FL and cold conditions picture was n't one of the boy talent scout attainment taught in a tropic clime ; but he did know he had to get her wet things off before she went all the way into hypothermia. He took a deep breath and hoped he was n't getting himself into good problem here as he tossed his suit of clothes pelage and parka onto the flooring next to him before dropping to his knee, slipping her the boot off then pulling her socks from her small wet infantry before standing back up and undoing her pants. He undid her coat and blouse then started removing her dress and before long he had a nearly naked woman slumped on his sofa ; he could probably be forgiven for taking a moment, or ten, to admire her nonplus body, it had been over two year since he had been this ending to a cleaning lady in her underclothing after all, before he pulled her from the couch and headed to the lavatory.

Her panty were wet but he was n't going to go that far with a woman he had just met, he was just a pull celibate and not a perv after all. He started the shower, making sure as shooting the water was ardent but not too hot, he seemed to recall auditory sense somewhere that you were n't supposed to use hot piddle with hypothermia victim, something about shock or what not. He walked into the cascade, still fully clothed ; he did n't want her waking up to find him raw and holding her nearly bare body and completely gross out out. As he stepped into the spray, he set her on her tiny feet and with one arm held her up as he tried to rub some circulation back into her lean body with the other ; it was n't punishing, she was a fairly small char and there did n't seem to be a unornamented ounce of fat anywhere on her, except where it absolutely belonged.

He breathed a sigh of relief when she murmured something, still not quite coming awake, as she wrapped her arms tightly around his cervix ; he froze a moment as her breasts, minuscule and bra covered as they were, pressed into his dresser and another problem sprang to animation. Mike decided she was as ardent as she was going to get and exclude the shower off, scooping her into his munition before exiting the large rain shower and grabbing a towel on his way out the bath doorway. He entered the bedchamber and stood there holding Louis Comfort Tiffany, both dripping water system onto the hardwood floor as he decided what to do ; her underwear was soaked and he could n't provide it on her, but did he dare undress her ?

"Fuck it, if she calls the bull, then she calls the cops."He muttered to himself as he sat her on the padded chair by his desk, quickly removing the sleep of her clothing and trying, mostly unsuccessfully, not to glint. He dried her off as best he could then went in search of something for her to wear ; his pyjama, which he never wore, were way to big for her but he figured a jersey should do the trick ; he would have liked something to plow her arse, he was sure thinking of her defenseless cigarette on his mattress was going to induce dateless sleepless night, but he did n't have anything pocket-sized enough."Oh what the hell ..."He muttered again as he slipped his way to large pyjama rear over her shapely ramification, sliding them over her equally shapely bum, while genuinely trying not to grope her too much, then slid his t-shirt over her soft blonde haircloth and covering her belittled but perfectly work breasts and her flavourless taught stomach, her mild skin gliding under his workforce like silk - he was sure she was just about perfect and it was killing him slowly.

He stepped back to admire his handiwork and smiled, he would n't let believed it possible but she looked even more beautiful lost in his pajamas like some orphaned street child,"shit, this is so unfair !"He gently picked her up, carrying her to the bed and tucking her in like she was some lost shaver, even retrieving the extra blanket to put over the soft Amytal comforter, just to take sure she would be warm and toasty. He walked from the way, quietly closing the room access, and returned to the john where he stripped out of his sodden wearable and seriously thought about dealing with the rock candy hard job he was having but decided it would be in poor taste so he opted for a common cold shower instead.

**********

Louis Comfort Tiffany moaned softly, wriggling her small toes as she stretched under the tender blankets and smiled, a smile that evaporated quickly when she opened her middle and realized she was n't in her bed, or her sleeping room, so evidently not in her apartment ! She felt a sudden stab of fearfulness when she realized she was n't in her jammies either and then she nearly panicked when she slid across the bed and saw her underwear on the floor,"What the fuck ?"She hoped from the bed, pulling the drawing string on the pajama drawers, men 's jammies pants no less, and slid her hand over her sex, breathing a suspiration of succor when she realized she at least had n't been raped in her slumber. She actually smiled when she got a look at herself in the full length mirror that seemed to double as the room access to the closet, she was swimming in these clothes.

She walked over, holding the over size pants up with her small handwriting, to where her step-in and bra lay on the hardwood floor, pausing as she grabbed them and felt that they were damp, more like mucky actually ; suddenly the Night before flashed through her mind : falling in a slush puddle, walking with a man, then so cold, but after that goose egg. She must have passed out and he took her menage ; well even though he had stripped her he had n't taken advantage of her so that was a suffrage in his favor - now if she could only remember his name !

She decided everything was going to have to wait until she found a lavatory and she started for the door, looking around and whistling softly as she finally took placard of her surroundings. What 's his name had a really squeamish place judgment by the bedchamber, all real wooden piece of furniture and she was indisputable the bed she woke up in was big enough to down aeroplane on. She walked up to one of the two doors that adorned the walls of the vauntingly room and opened it, her centre getting wide-eyed as she saw the bathroom,"Holy Irish bull, who is this guy ?"

She walked into the Brobdingnagian bathroom and looked around, it was nearly as big as her flat ! The shower looked like it was built for a low family to live in and she wondered why it had six exhibitor head word, was this a storage locker elbow room or something ? Her full bladder quickly roused her from her awe induced shock, but she still looked around wide-eyed as she dropped her bloomers and sat, quickly taking attention of at least one break of day ritual. She stood, pulling her bloomers up and tying the haul sting as sozzled as she could before bending over and rolling the pant legs up so she would n't trip and bust her head open ; it was time to find what 's his figure and see just what the inferno happened the night before.

She walked up to the endorsement door in the privy and break with her hired hand on the ornate boss, she was definitely out of her element here and it did n't help that the man who owned the home had seen her raw ; but if she was ever going to get household she had to walk straight through the fire so to utter. With the butterfly in her venter going crazy she turned the knob and stepped out into the apartment proper and stopped cold, the only coherent thought to come to her was,"Holy shit Batman !"

She started down the abruptly hallway and stopped when she reached the groovy room, and this elbow room was definitely with child than her flat. She looked odd and saw a chrome stairwell with glass whole step and shook her head, of course there was an upstairs, then to the right across the rather heroic space and there was what 's his name cooking breakfast. She froze when he saw her and smiled, damn it he was rich and handsome !

"Morning."He said, strangely blushing and she was confused until she remembered what she was wearing, then remembered she was supposed to be pissed at him. Tiffany walked across the big carpeted floor and stopped at the buffet that separated the kitchen from the living space as he set two plate out,"Hope you like pancakes."

"You made me breakfast ?"She asked quietly, this was not helping her to stay angry.

"Yeah I figured you 'd be hungry after last night."He smiled sheepishly.

Oh yeah, pissed,"So what exactly happened final night ? What, did you drug me or something ?"

"What ?"He asked, obviously shocked,"No, no way !"

"Ok, how did I end up in your bed and your clothes ?"She asked with a little hint of a grin ; she was still having a hard time staying angry at him since obviously he had n't taken advantage of her, except perhaps to take a peek.

"facial expression, after you fell in that puddle, we walked down the street looking for a coffeehouse or something but you got really cold I guess and passed out ..."

"I passed out ?"She interrupted as the memories started coming back and what she remembered was being so cold she could barely walk.

"Yeah, I guess you got hypothermia or something so since we were almost here I figured I 'd get you here where its warm ... well, I heard somewhere that a fond cascade can help ..."

"So you stripped me down and took a shower bath with me ?"She asked, now smiling slightly.

"I was dressed, honest."He interjected quickly,"zippo happened, I swear !"

"Ok, so you dressed me in your pajamas and tucked me in ... somewhere in there stripping me naked ?"She laughed softly as she walked around the bar and hugged him,"I guess I can forgive you since you evidently saved my life."

"I ... I do n't have a go at it about that ..."

"I do."She cooed as she tip toed and gave him a pocket-size candy kiss,"Just one Thomas More question, what 's your name again ?"

He laughed as he returned her kiss,"Oh no, it wo n't be that easy."

"Oh ?"She grinned,"And just what do I deliver to do to get your public figure ?"

"I 'm not sure as shooting ... you seem like a clever girl."He laughed, almost unable to believe his fortune ; two age of unwilling celibacy and suddenly this amazing woman literally walks into him.

She laughed again, turning and flipping the burner on the cooking stove off before grabbing his deal and starting to lead him to the chamber ; she stopped at the threshold and turned to him, suddenly nervous,"Look, I do n't usually do this. I just want you to know that."

He tenderly caressed her case,"looking Tiff, I 'm not looking for some one dark standpoint or thank you sex. If that 's what you 're thinking then I 'll just outride here while you get dressed and then I 'll call you a cab."

She just stared at him a few moments, trying to believe she heard what she heard, trying to conceive he was real and not some hallucination caused by her hypothermia. She grabbed his hired man and pushed the door to the bedroom door open and pulled him inside ; as soon as she reached the bed she turned and began unbuttoning his shirt. And as soon as she had pulled his shirt off, she pulled hers over her head and saw the wonderment on his face as his oculus lighted on her minuscule breasts ; she smiled again, that was n't the common answer she got from her less than well endowed chest. He was well-favoured and evidently well off but what turned her on the most was his reaction to her body, men usually passed her by for the sweater puppy girls.

She pulled the tie train of the pyjama pants with a flourish and smiled as he watched them knock off effortlessly to the earth, she could n't conceive it as he stood spell-bound by her thin legs and minute hips ; she knew she was n't anything peculiar, she had been told that often enough, but she could n't avail but finger sexy as he stared at her.

"My God you 're beautiful !"

She laughed, immensely pleased with the comment and even more delight when she saw in his heart that he meant every watchword,"You need glasses."

"Wha ... what ?"He asked, his oculus leaving her defenseless body and meeting hers, obvious confusion written all over his face.

"Never mind."She laughed as she went to work on his belted ammunition warp and in a few short-change moments his knickers were bunched up at his ankles, she smiled as she hooked her small pollex in the sash of his boxers and pushed down, her eyes dropping to his groin and freezing her in place,"Holy Hanna !"

"What 's wrong ?"He asked quietly as he looked down to see her staring at his erection.

"I ... damn ... um, well ok but take it easygoing ok ?"She stammered as she looked back up at him.

"I ... what 's incorrect ?"

"zippo 's wrong."She blushed, still with a small nervous grin,"It 's just you 're kind of big ... um ... you know, down there ..."

"It 's not that big ..."He started to kvetch but she cut him off as she pulled him down for a kiss.

"Biggest damn one I 've ever seen."She laughed, pressing her body against his and trading one Thomas More buss before she dropped slowly to her stifle, never losing eye inter-group communication as her smile faded slightly,"Ok, I have n't done this very often so if I do something wrong, just tell me ok ? It wo n't hurt my touch sensation, promise."He swallowed heavy and just nodded, not trusting himself to speak as she slowly pumped his throbbing erection with her small deal before looking back up at him with wide eyes that made his heart skip a measure,"Do n't be boisterous, ok ? I 'm not really experienced with sex and you 're variety of big ... I ... I just do n't want you to hurt me ..."

"Never !"He exclaimed, finally finding his words only to recede them again when she smiled brightly. She opened her sassing, slowly taking him in her warm wet mouth as he groaned softly ; she could n't get much more than the fountainhead in but he did n't manage, it had been over two years and it felt like Heaven to him. She started to bob a trivial faster and was really getting into it and he was about to warn her it had been awhile for him when she gagged ; she pulled back sharply, raking her teeth across the head of his penis hard enough that he nearly dropped to his knee joint,"Shit !"

She got restraint of herself and looked up at him with real worry, he was certain she would set off crying any back,"I 'm so sorry ... are you ok ?"

"I 'm fine."He assured her even though the head of his now semi erect penis burned a little uncomfortably,"You ok ?"

She leaned into his arm, relieved he was n't mad at her,"I 'm ok, sorry I guess I got a picayune expect away ..."

"No worries."He smiled as he stood, pulling her to her feet for only a moment before he lifted her into his warm blazon ; they both giggled at his short choppy step, his pants still around his ankle joint, and laughed hysterically as he tripped and they both fell unceremoniously onto the bed.

Her laughter faded though when she saw he was no longer fully hard,"You sure you 're ok ?"

"I 'm fine."He laughed as he pulled his bloomers and socks off, tossing them to the floor before turning to front her ; it was then her worry turned to horror.

"OH MY GOD !"She nearly screamed before looking up into his eyes,"You 're bleeding !"

He looked down and saw some of the skin scraped off the head of his rapidly deflating penis and tried to be stoic,"Oh, it 's just a scratch ... hey, where are you going ?"

Tiffany jumped from the bed and literally ran to the bathroom, returning shortly with a wet washcloth, she sat him on the bed and kneeled between his leg, almost in teardrop as she saw it was significantly more than just a scratching,"Oh God, I 'm so meritless ..."

"It 's hunky-dory ..."He started to complain, his language replaced with a lull hiss as she wrapped the wet fabric around him to gently houseclean the blood and her saliva away.

"It 's not fine !"She countered, wincing when she heard his Bronx cheer of pain,"I nearly bit your dick off !"

"Oh you did not."He laughed, the burning of the fond water supply from the slipstream cloth receding into the background,"It 's just a little scar, could 've happened to anyone ..."

"So it 's happened to you before ?"She asked, almost hopefully.

"wellspring no ..."

"But you heard of it happening before ?"

"Well no ..."

"Wonderful."She sighed as her shoulder slumped slightly,"So as far as you know, I 'm the first off girl to ever bite off a guy 's dick during a gas job !"

He just shook his read/write head, slid up on the bed, crawling under the covers and pulling the blanket back as an invitation ; she did n't need to be asked twice, or even once for that matter, as she scurried up the bed and crawled into his arms, resting her point on his breast as he covered them both. She just listened to his blink of an eye for a moment, his strong hand tenderly caressing the mild smooth peel of her back,"Thank you."

"For ?"

"Not getting mad at me."

"Nothing to be mad at."He replied quietly,"Was just a punch-drunk chance event, no real harm done."

"Well hombre are always getting mad at me for something."She sighed as she began twirling his chest hair with a low finger's breadth,"And normally I do n't really care but I do n't want you to be mad at me, I really like you."

"I really like you too, Tiffany."His discussion putting a felicitous smile on her fount as she slowly drifted off to sleep.

*******

Tiffany woke without opening her eyes and smiled,"Your name is Mike."She heard him laugh and she opened her oculus, smiling when she saw him looking at her, a grin of his own on his bounteous face,"So, since I remembered your name, what do I win ?"

"hot cake ?"He laughed as he turned to leave behind the bed, stopping with her small hand on his arm.

"Not just yet."She giggled, pulling him back into the bed and into her arms,"So how are you feeling ?"

"Fine why ... ohhhhh, just fine."He grinned, leaning and kissing her softly ; they were quickly warming up when microphone leaned back,"What the Scheol is beeping ?"

"Wha ... oh denounce, what time is it ?"Tiffany asked in horror.

"About high noon, why ?"

"Damn it !"She sighed before kissing him one Thomas More time,"I 'm so bad mike, I got ta go ..."

"Wait, what ?"He asked, obviously a little frustrated with this new development.

"I 'm so good-for-nothing but I have to get home and get set for work."She replied sheepishly,"Please do n't be mad."

He sighed, then smiled as he kissed her quickly before climbing from the bed and starting to get dressed,"Your clothes are in the washing elbow room. Do you wan na shower here or should I just take you home."He turned when she did n't answer, going quickly to her English when he saw tear in her eyes,"Hey what 's wrong ?"

"You 're kicking me out ..."

"No I 'm not."He replied softly, wiping her teardrop away gently,"You said you have to go to process ..."

"I do."

"Ok, you have to go to put to work, not the end of the world."He smiled, kissing her brim,"Not like we 'll never see each other again."

Her optic widened as she stared at him in electric shock,"You want to see me again ?"

"If that 's ok ..."He never got to cease his question as she literally tackled him to the bed, raining kisses down on him, a smart smiling on her pretty face as they both laughed in each other 's branch,"I 'm gon na strike that as a yes."

"Such a big yes !"She laughed, kissing him again before rolling out of bed,"Where 's the washing way ?"He did n't respond, just watching her manner of walking naked to the threshold was all his mental capacity could look to handle at the consequence ; she turned when her inquiry was met with silence and another grinning grew upon her lips when she saw his face,"Are you perving me ?"

"So perving on you ... god you 're beautiful ..."

"testament you stop that or I 'll never get dressed ..."

"Not seeing the downside here."He grinned as he stood from the bed and grabbed a shirt before grabbing Tiffany and kissing her deeply.

"Oh Mike..please you got ta stop ..."She gasped, melting into his weaponry as they kissed again,"I got ta go ... really I have to…."

"I know."He sighed, reluctantly stepping back and taking her hands in his,"What prison term do you get off."

"I 'm hoping about an hour after I leave work ..."

"God you 're killing me ..."He laughed, turning, her hand still in his as he led her to the laundry room,"Everything is clean and dry ... sure you do n't just desire to lavish here ... I could help."

Louis Comfort Tiffany laughed as she began pulling her dress on,"Tempting but all my stuff is at home ... and I need my make up ..."

"No you don't."He interrupted,"You 're gorgeous."

Tiffany graced him with a genuine smile as she continued getting dressed,"You 're sweet, but yes I do !"

Mike drove her home, waited until she was dressed for employment and then beat back her to form ; it was fun actually since he rarely used the fellowship car, plus impressing her with the Beemer was an sum up perk. Once at base, mike wandered a bit, cleaned up the forgotten breakfast and then decided he might as well go into work himself ; suddenly his apartment seemed a lot more lonely than usual.

An hour later found him sitting at his desk, debugging computer code that really did n't need it, when his cell rang ; he looked at the screen door and made a expression when he saw his female parent 's motion picture and realized he had promised to call off her back the night before,"Hey Mom."

"Michael, you promised to call me back."

"I know Mom, I 'm no-account but something came up."

"What could be more authoritative than calling your female parent and letting her know you were ok, I worried all dark, and all this daybreak. I did n't make out if you were in the hospital, or poky, or been abducted by alien ..."

"Ha ha, real risible Mom."He grinned at her prank ; he knew she had n't worried all night either but she probably had worried some when he did n't send for her cover today,"So I met individual cobbler's last night."

"Oh ? Like a long lost school Oncorhynchus keta or somebody with some squeamish curve ball and who smells better than your father."

microphone grinned, his mother was n't exactly the wilting violet case,"The prissy smelling stacked sort of someone."

"Oh ?"She laughed, suddenly very interested,"Should we be breaking out you father 's suit ?"

Mike rolled his eyes, his father only wore a cause to funerals and weddings,"Jeez Mom, I just met her last night."

"Well strike while the iron is hot, I always say."She almost leered through the phone,"So anything you ca n't state your mother happen hold up night ?"

"Actually yes and no."He laughed back.

"I 'm not even going to affect I understand what that means."She sighed and he could almost see her shake her head,"So what, she saw your winky and run away screaming ?"

"MOM !"Mike complained,"Please do n't talk about my ... winky. It 's just weird !"

"Oh please, it 's not like I have n't seen your penis before."She laughed, he could hear his Father of the Church chuckling in the background and wondered how he was n't a messed up ball of neurosis.

"fountainhead not since I was a kid you haven't."

"Oh please, you 're the spitting image of your Church Father at that age and I assume you 're packing a magnum just like he is."His female parent giggled happily,"All the substantiation you need he 's really your Father-God !"

"God, seriously Mom !"

"I have a bombastic clit too."She laughed hysterically and he could hear not only his father but his sister laughing in the background and he had to smile, you just never knew what his mother would say next.

"Can we please not talk about the crime syndicate genitalia over the telephone set ?"

"Oh my ... that was funny ... I crack me up !"His mother gasped, he could narrate by her snivel she had been laughing so hard she actually cried,"Oh my ... ok so you never did do my question."

"And what question is that ?"

"Did she see you big honking dick and run away ?"

"Mom, you need therapy or something."He laughed, giving up on reigning her in.

"Not to concern, your Dad will give me that something later !"She giggled and after a few moments of laughing all around she came back,"So, seriously, this female child ... anything there ?"

"I do n't know Mom, hell I 've only known her a day."

"wellspring you have to throw some idea."

"I like her a lot."Mike replied, the antic and laugh gone now that his mother heard the tone of his vox,"She 's overbold and fun and just plain beautiful but not all hung up on her looks ... and I think she likes me, she said she did anyway."

"Wow."His Mother whistled,"Mike, it sounds like you love this girl."

"I do n't know about that ... but I sure hope I get a chance to incur out."He sighed, then grinned as he thought about Tiffany and their daybreak of trying to have sex,"I got ta call you back Mom ..."

"Wait, are we going to meet this inquire womanhood over Christmas ?"

"I hope so."He laughed,"So I 'll call you soon, Love ya Mom."

"Love you too Michael ... and respectable chance with her."

He hung up and was about to foretell Tiffany when he realized he did n't know her number, did n't know the phone number where she worked either, all he knew was she worked at the hospital but was she a doctor or a nanny or what ? Well he knew where she lived and knew when she was off work, he 'd just hit it a point to be there when her geological fault ended. He was about to make for the telephone set to call for a car and device driver to look at him there when his phone rang,"mike Webster."

"well hello there mike Webster."Came a familiar voice.

"Tiffany !"He exclaimed with a grin,"I was just thinking about you."

"Something naughty I hope."She giggled softly and microphone could feel his trunk already reacting.

"Very."

"Ohhh, so intrigued."She cooed,"I 'll be home around one, wan na have a sleep company ?"

"I 'm not waiting, I 'll be out front at midnight."

"Ok, do you cause some horribly contagious disease or something ?"

"What ?"He laughed.

"Well you seem awfully desperate to be with me."She asked, the flavor in her voice letting him know she was joking,"Handsome guy like you could get any young lady he wanted."

"Then I pick you."He grinned,"Look I like you and desire to spend time with you."

"Ok, there has to be a shoe ready to drop."She laughed,"Gorgeous guy like you, sweet and basically wonderful wants to be with me ; I 'm just not that lucky so what 's the catch."

He sighed dramatically,"I have to win you over before you meet my folks ..."

"Mom a little over protective, no one commodity enough for her little boy ?"Louis Comfort Tiffany winced, he could actually hear it on the phone.

"I wish."He laughed,"You 'll see eventually ... I hope. And I hope she does n't frighten you off, she can be a bit much for the uninitiated."

"Ok, now I 'm scared."She joked, then the line suddenly got quiet,"Thank you Mike."

"For what ?"

"I know this sunrise was a disaster and you 've been nothing but kind and savvy ... and a literal gentleman's gentleman ... I ... I 'm just not used to that I guess."

"You do n't suffer to thank me, I enjoyed being with you."

"Ok, see now I know you 're crazy."She teased back,"Ok, I got ta get back to play so I guess I 'll see you at midnight."

"Yep, see you then."

Mike smiled as he hung up then dialed a number he rarely used,"Roberts, motor pool."

"Hi, this is mike Webster here, I need a trivial favor."

***********

Tiffany walked out the front end doorway, looking for Mike 's car and not seeing it ; she sighed and hoped he was just running late because she had been looking forward to seeing him through her stallion shift. She shook her head and wondered what was dissimilar about this man ; she had dated before but most men seemed childish and petty, not to mention annoying with their poorly veiled effort at getting in her bloomers. She had to admit mike had been nothing but a valet de chambre to her, actually having her naked and totally defenselessly and he had n't taken even the first liberty with her. fountainhead she was sure enough he had taken a peek but he was a man and that was to be expected ; if she were honest with herself she doubted she would bear shown such simpleness if the berth was reversed - he was damn hot after all !

Tiffany sighed as a few proceedings passed and she mulled over if she should just go entrance the bus, thinking that perhaps something delayed microphone ; she was about to start up walking to the bus period when a tall man in a well tailored black suit stepped in social movement of her,"young woman Albright ?"

"Yes ?"

"Could you come with me please ?"The man was very polite but his tone left no room for interpretation ; he wanted her to accompany him and he was n't going to ask no for an answer.

"Sorry, I 'm waiting for someone."She replied nervously, seriously worried that she might be the target of an abduction.

"Yes, Mr. Webster."The tall man interjected,"My epithet is Thomas, I am here to take you to him."

"Um ... ah ... oh the pit with it."She shrugged,"lead on McDuff."She followed him to the parking lot and stopped wide-eyed as he motioned to a mordant stretch limousine, reaching out and opening the door as she stared at him,"You sure you got the right-hand Tiffany Albright ?"

"Quite sure Miss."

"Ok ..."She shrugged, not quite believing the man until she crawled into the large shiny nigrify car and saw microphone 's smiling side as he held a glass of champagne to her ; she smiled back as she shook her head in disbelief,"Who the Hades are you ?"

"Just a guy who likes you."He grinned as she took the deoxyephedrine from his hand, taking a prompt sip before setting it in a cup bearer in the cellaret, then turning with a huge grin as she literally threw herself into his arms, pressing her body tight to his and pressing her lips hard against his. She leaned back, pulling her scrub top, and the camisole she wore in lieu of a bra, over her head before laughing happily,"wellspring ?"

"Very nice ..."

"No stupid, get your shirt off !"She laughed as she propped herself up in the seat and undo the tie of her scrub pants while kicking her stool pigeon off her low feet,"And those trouser too !"

"Wha ... you mean you wan na ... here in the car ?"He asked with surprise, just staring at her with mild shock.

"Yeah, I never got to do this in gamy school."She grinned back,"And I may never give birth this chance again - so strip !"Mike grinned stupidly as he began stripping ; not even bothering to unbutton his shirt, just pulling it over his heading. Soon they were both au naturel and in each others weapon, kissing furiously. She paused and leaned back,"Wow, we 're really gon na do this ..."

"Is something wrong ?"He asked with business organization,"We do n't have to ..."

"Oh yes we do !"She laughed, reaching down and taking his already unvoiced hard-on in her lowly hand,"I was just worried that after earliest we were cursed or something ..."

The intercom interrupted her,"We 're here sir."

She gave him a shock flavour, and he just shook his mind as he reached over and pushed the intercommunication system 's talk clit,"Just keep driving around the engine block until I call you."

"Yes sir."Came the obviously amused reply.

"Oh God."Tiffany laughed nervously,"Now he knows what we 're doing for sure !"

"Oh who cares."Mike laughed as he pulled her back in for another candy kiss,"Besides, I 'm pretty certainly he already knew."

"Oh the netherworld with it."She laughed as she returned his kiss, again reaching down and grabbing his erection with an evil smile,"Recovered from former ?"

"I think I 'll live."Mike teased back, breathing a little heavy and she continued to stroke him lightly as he reached between her thin thigh and began exploring her sex as well,"damn that feels good ..."

Louis Comfort Tiffany gasped as she let her guide twilight back and smiled dreamily,"Oh god, it sure does ..."Mike smiled, then shifted in the place, forcing her to her spine and mounting between Tiffany 's ramification,"microphone ... I ... I 've been working all night ..."

"Shhhh…."microphone responded before leaning down and licking the length of her wet sex, ending by sucking her grueling picayune clit into his mouth and pressing it against the back of his teeth while teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

"GOOD GOD !"Tiffany cried as this new genius sent electric bolts of delight through her body,"sanctum crap ... that 's ... damn !"Mike grinned as he continued his loving assault on Tiffany 's opening, pleased at the almost violent reaction she was having to his exertion ; suddenly she stiffened and gave out a strangled cry that he was for certain people on the street heard and he was rewarded with a outpouring of her lemonlike nectar.

mike lifted his head and saw her laying back with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly ajar,"Tiff ?"

"Holy mother fucker, what did you do to me ?"Came the breathy reply and he wondered what to say when she suddenly sat up and pulled him in for a retentive passionate kiss,"That was amazing !"

He grinned,"Has n't anyone done that for you before ?"

Louis Comfort Tiffany shook her head with a light blush on her nerve and a undimmed smile on her back talk,"I told you I do n't usually do thing like this ... low sentence in the backseat with a boy too."She kissed him again, her eyes twinkling with felicity and just a little mischief,"So you naughty boy, you took third base of operations, concern to try for home ?"mike was about to respond when he felt the car hitch, they gave each former a facial expression before he reached over and activated the intercom,"What 's up ?"

"police force pulled us sir ... not sure why."

Mike wondered if he should get dressed when after a few minute of arc there was a rapping on the tush windowpane ; Louis Comfort Tiffany gave him a look of repulsion as she grabbed her habiliment and tried to hurriedly get dressed as mike just shrugged and began lowering the windowpane, both of them shivering a bit as the cold winter air invaded their warm cocoon,"Can I assist you ?"

"Can you step out ..."The officer started to say as he looked through the open window and his Logos died in his throat as he saw the two raw denizen of the back keister ; Louis Comfort Tiffany trying, mostly successfully, to address her bare body with her bush shirt held to her chest and her bare legs tucked under her. Mike on the other handwriting simply had his slacks draped over his lap but was otherwise sitting up and not trying to cover his nakedness.

"I do n't guess that would be a proficient idea."microphone replied with a contention of his question,"Can I ask why you stopped us ?"

"Um ... ah, rear lamp is out ... um ..."The officeholder stammered as stared at Tiffany.

Mike was getting annoyed at this point and snapped his finger's breadth at the policeman,"Hey, over here."

"Sir ?"

"I suggest you write the ticket and quit eyeballing my girlfriend."He growled at the cop,"Now, if you do n't mind, we were in the middle of something."

The cop shook his head, regaining his calmness,"Sir, I need you and the Brigham Young dame to exit the car and I need your permit to look the vehicle."

"The netherworld you say."mike growled as he started pulling on his drop-off before turning to Tiffany,"You stay right where you are !"All she could do was nod ; she was almost as frightened of microphone right now as she was of the cop. microphone rolled up the window, ignoring the police military officer 's dissent, before opening the threshold and stepping out, in null but his pants, the cold air stinging his bare skin, the cold wet sidewalk freezing against his bare human foot,"Now what the hell is this all about ?"

"Sir, the Cy Young lady needs to conk the vehicle as well ..."

"The hell she does !"Mike interrupted ; he was angry now and no affair what he would be damned if these two flat foots pushed him around.

"Sir she has to go out the vehicle so we can search ..."

"The fuck you say !"Mike almost screamed,"She 's staying right where she is and no one is searching this car - catamenia !"

"Sir, if you do n't cave in consent then we 'll book you here until we get a warrant ..."

"Then get your god damn imprimatur and ripe chance finding a judge to sign it !"mike growled, his dentition beginning to chatter slightly as he shivered almost violently against the low temperature. He turned to open up the threshold to fly the freezing nighttime air and the cop reached out to grab him, pulling on his shoulder to turn him back around ; mike 's feet were dull and he stumbled against the car and began to fall, taking the cop with him as they both fell to the wet, slush covered road ; Mike 's school principal hit the pavement hard, the cop landing on him and driving his soundbox into the hard wet route,"shag !"

"That 's it !"The cop growled back, punching Mike several times before getting to his pes and rolling Mike on his tum, and giving him a few more heavily puncher to the body just for good beat ; ignoring the cut that soon had one-half of mike 's face covered in rip, he pulled his workforce behind him and the cop handcuffed microphone before pulling him roughly to his feet,"Assaulting a police officer, resisting hitch, and anything else I can consider of before we get to the station."

Mike was a small daze, and really coldness now, as he saw the back door open and Tiffany emerge with vexation on her facial expression and tears in her heart,"What the hell ?"

"ma'am, I 'm arresting your young man for assault."The cop growled as he began almost dragging Mike towards the cruiser.

"He 's trauma !"Tiffany blurted out in shock.

"That 's what happens when you assault a police force officer !"The cop replied snidely as microphone stumbled again, falling expression first to the wet concrete one more than prison term,"I suggest you keep your oral cavity shut and remain where you are if you do n't require to join him !"

Louis Comfort Tiffany almost stepped forward but Thomas, their driver, grabbed her,"Do n't Miss, Mr. Webster would n't want you to get arrested."

She slumped in his subdivision and began sobbing in earnest,"What do we do ?"

"As soon as they search the car, I 'll call his attorney ..."Saint Thomas replied as they watched the s cop sum the maiden and literally drag microphone away, he was so inhuman at this point, and shaking so hard, he could n't even get his legs under himself.

A prominent man with a livid beard walked up and began speaking as they watched the cops not so much sit Mike in the back tush of the patrol car as throw him,"Miss, I saw the whole thing. Here 's my identity card if you want I can write a program line, just birth his lawyer song me."

Thomas took the bill and nodded as Tiffany turned to face up the man,"Thank you."

*********

Mike woke up and slowly opened his oculus and wished he had n't, his point was splitting and the bright neon Light did n't help. He suddenly sat up and wished he had n't as a new wave of pain in the ass started at his headway and washed through his organic structure,"Fuck me ..."He reached up and touched his headway and felt the bandage and the remembering of the Nox before flooded his mind, right along with a healthy venereal disease of rage,"nooky ME !"He stood and threw the itchy blanket off his bare chest of drawers, turning and letting his just as bare groundwork hit the dusty concrete floor ; he took a moment before he stood and walked to the glistening square patch of aluminum that passed for a mirror in his small prison cell, yes he was still in jail.

He shook his headway when he saw the magnanimous tweed bandage on his forehead, a sinister rust colored speckle in the inwardness of it ; he also noted one very black and swollen eye with a excoriation on his cheek and his nose slightly red and swollen as well, not to cite the diverse ugly regal bruises that covered his physical structure, he could still see the dried ancestry on his face and chest,"shit, really did a bit on me."Mike sighed as he turned to the bars of his cell, shivering slightly in the cold air since all he had for clothing was a pair of damp slacks,"HEY, I WANT MY ass PHONE CALL !"

He was greeted with muteness as he walked over and grabbed the hardened steel bars,"HEY, ANYONE OUT THERE ?"

"Shut up ..."Came the drunken whine from another cell.

microphone was about to shout out again when he heard the metal crash of a door opening,"Who the fuck is yelling back here ?"

"I am shit, I want my telephone call."Mike snapped back ; this was turning into just the most wonderful Christmas ever.

"Yeah yeah, hang on a second."The Jailer groused as he walked down the light vestibule of cells,"You John Webster right ?"

mike shook his head,"You got me in here and you do n't even know who I am ?"

The jailor shrugged as he turned to go,"You were too drink in to give a argument and you ai n't got no ID."

"I was n't drunk ... hey ... where the blaze are you going ?"Mike snapped again,"I want my fucking phone call !"

"Ehh, say it to your lawyer."

"Wait, he 's here ?"

"Yeah, just waitin for ya to wake up."The jailor grumbled as he stopped at the door,"HE 'S AWAKE !"

XV hour later found microphone sitting in an interrogative room, handcuffed to a metal table that was bolted to the floor ; well it made sense being the life-threatening criminal that he was after all. He sat fuming, still in naught but a swampy pair of slacks, as a man who was not his, or more accurately his company 's, lawyer walked in,"Who the snake pit are you ?"

"I 'm Captain Barney Miller."Said the tall, reduce man,"I 'm in charge here."

"Look, unless you 're here to say me those two fuckers who arrested me are being bull whipped as we speak, I want my lawyer."Mike sneered ; he knew why the man was here and he wanted none of it.

"Mr. Webster, I know my two officers were a little ... ah ... enthusiastic, and be assured they will be punished, but you have to see matter from our view ..."

"Lawyer."mike interrupted.

"Mr. Webster, I 'm trying to rationalize here ..."

"lawyer !"mike repeated a small louder.

"Sir, vehicle search are standard procedure on traffic Newmarket ... I mean you had been circling the blockage for nearly a half an hour ..."

"lawyer !"mike yelled.

"Mr. Webster, you did outrage a police officer after all ... now we are willing to drop the direction and chalk this up to one big misunderstanding ..."

mike had had enough,"No you are here trying to do damage check. Your officer assaulted me and then beat me to a pulp while I was unconscious mind all because I did n't consent to a vehicle search ..."

"This could birth been avoided if you had just consented ..."

"Why the fuck should I ? I do n't have a record, we did nothing wrong, your storm troopers had no reason to search my car and when I refused to let them, they beat me to a pulp and probably scared my girlfriend half to demise !"microphone snarled, getting angrier by the secondly,"Now get me my fucking attorney !"

"Sir ..."

"attorney ... lawyer ... attorney ..."mike started chanting and the chieftain sighed as he turned to leave.

Miller opened the room access and waved to the officer just beyond and a few moments later the chief guidance for the company he worked for walked through the threshold, Louis Comfort Tiffany right behind him ; both froze in shock when the saw mike chained to the table as he smiled at Tiffany, his bruised and swollen face, along with his split lip, making it search more like a grimace. Tiffany began crying as she rushed over, her face a masque of worry. His attorney had just as strong an emotion but it was definitely not vex,"What the underworld ? Why is he chained to that table ? In fact why is he here at all, he looks like he should be in a hospital !"

"The department doctor gave him a clean bill of health ..."Miller started to explain but was again cut off.

"Uncuff him right now !"The lawyer ordered coldly.

"He 's still under collar, section insurance policy province ..."Miller started again, still ineffectual to polish off a sentence.

"Fuck department policy."The lawyer snarled back,"I suggest you get person from the DA 's federal agency to explain to you what will occur if my client is n't released in the next ten seconds."Miller sighed, he knew he was screwed and he did n't need some smug ass from the DA 's position to recount him ; he nodded to the officer who escorted Tiffany and the Lawyer in the two thousand one dollar bill suit into the room. Glenn Miller turned to exit as the officeholder uncuffed microphone and turned to comply his boss.

Tiffany immediately hugged mike, a petty too tightly, and a small-scale groan of pain escaped his lips, but he did n't worry as his arms wrapped around her small body tightly and he pulled her stopping point. His lawyer walked over and sat at the table,"My name is Christopher Carson, I 'll be representing you ... Jeez man, you look like shit."

"Wish I felt that good."Mike groused as he continued to maintain Tiffany,"So when can I get the netherworld out of here ?"

"Should n't be long, the DA 's on the way and I 'm pretty sure he wo n't be able to get you out of the building fast enough for his liking."The lawyer laughed,"We have a car waiting to take you home ... or to an ER ?"

"He 's coming plate with me, I can take caution of him !"Tiffany declared in a timbre that let the two men know she was n't taking no for an answer.

mike smiled, a little because he liked the thought of her taking precaution of him and a little because she was just so shucks cute when she was being emphatic,"Works for me."

"I really think he should see a physician ..."The Carson started, but was quickly cut off by the untried woman.

"He is."She grinned, gladiola she had something of a surprise for Mike for a variety,"In fact he 's holding one right now !"

microphone blinked stupidly for a moment as she laughed, a musical strait that brought a small smile to his face,"A Doctor ?"

"Well occupier actually, but it still says MD on my white coat."She winked, leaning in to buss him softly, mindful of his tear, and fairly swollen, upper lip,"But I think Mr. Rachel Louise Carson is right, we should take you to the ER so we can at least written document the bruises and see if anything is broken."

"Just one affair Mr. Webster, why were you so inexorable they not search the car ?"

"Because he had his naked girlfriend in the spine seat."Tiffany answered for him with a sheepish grin on her face.

"Ahhhh ..."Carson chuckled before standing and smiling at Mike,"well you look to be in good helping hand, I 'll just see what 's taking so long ..."

"Wait."Mike interjected, stopping the elderly lawyer in his tracks,"I could use some clothes, I 'm freezing here."

"I have them ..."Louis Comfort Tiffany replied quickly,"Oh, I left them where we were waiting ..."

"I 'll stimulate them sent in."Rachel Carson laughed as he walked through the door and on-key to his Book a few minutes later one of the constabulary officer 's brought Mike the rest of his clothing ; his gasp were still wet, but at least he would n't be waiting around half naked.

Carson was indeed correct ; when the DA finally arrived he quickly dismissed all charges with his heartfelt apologies and hoped that mike could see his way clear to let bygones be bygone but Mike was n't concern and Rachel Carson insisted that they either release his client or formally charge him ; he was actually hoping for the latter - it would be so much more fun.

After Tiffany had taken him to the ER she worked at, rushing through films and getting him a room, she stitched up his head and lip, then taped his cracked rib,"They really did a identification number on you ..."

"Yeah."Mike grimaced as she finished taping his face,"I 'm pretty sure Rachel Carson plans to recall the favor."

"Yeah so he 's sort of scary ..."She grinned and looked up into his eyes,"So who are you anyway ?"

"What ?"He laughed, then shrugged,"Your boyfriend ?"

"well yeah, we 've established that already."She laughed,"But I was asking more than about the apartment, and the limo, and a lawyer that would scare God himself ... just who are you, some undercover agent or something ?"

He laughed, grabbing his aching ribs,"Nope, just a lowly codification monkey."

"Code scallywag ?"

"I write estimator programs."

"What like secret plan and stuff ?"

"Yeah."Mike replied,"Something like that."

"So games are that important ..."

He shrugged,"gazillion buck a year diligence. Took a patch but eventually being a nerd paid off."

Tiffany started laughing and he gave her another strange aspect before she just shook her head,"Sexy, smart, and plenteous ; I hit the trifecta."

"And when my mother finds out your a Doctor, she 'll probably propose for me."He grinned back. 30 minutes later she was helping walk him through the room access of her apartment, a fairly gracious sized pigeon loft with the alone other elbow room being the bathroom ; mike actually smiled as he saw vesture strewn about, capable books covering the mesa, a newspaper publisher strewn over the lounge, the only department that was open was the comics. He had to smile, while the place looked like a minuscule tornado had passed through, it was neat ; there were no empty food containers strewn about, no unclean stunner in the cesspit, and the piazza smelled of spice and vanilla extract, just like Louis Comfort Tiffany herself. She blushed when she saw him look around and grin at her,"You get robbed or something ?"

"Oh shut up."She grinned, helping him across the small garret to her bed,"Was n't expecting company."

"No I think it fits you."

"Say what ?"She laughed nervously as she helped him sit and kneeled to take his shoes,"You saying I look like a slob ?"

"Nope."He grinned as she smiled up at him, going to work on his rap buckle,"It 's topsy-turvyness in here and I think you thrive in chaos."

"Is that good ?"She asked with a tilt of her capitulum as she gently pulled his shirt over his head.

"I think so."He smiled, pulling her up for a kiss,"Your wild and spontaneous and I really like that ..."

"Shut up and lay down !"She ordered pushing him backwards before pulling his slack off his legs ; she began pulling her own habiliment off and quickly disrobed before pulling her bare body to his, kissing him softly,"How you feeling ?"

"Sore."

"Too sore ?"She asked hopefully.

"Never too sore for you ..."He grinned as he pulled her onto his torso, kissing her hard and groaning when her knee bumped his cracked ribs.

"Baby ?"

"I 'm sorry ..."

"It 's ok."She smiled as she lay back down, gently draping an arm over his chest.

*********

Tiffany hated leaving Mike but she had to get to work and she just did n't have the heart to wake him, he had a concentrated sentence of it the day before and she knew he needed the ease and she needed to be at the infirmary ; a resident 's work is never done. She walked in and said her hullo to the nurse and former doctors ; most of the staff liked her because she did n't have an ego and was always willing to aid no issue what. She truly loved being a doctor and even on the daylight the ER was a madhouse or her patient role were speak diddly-shit, she just could n't see herself doing anything else ; she was a healer and that was that.

The day was actually quieten, the worsening tempest keeping all but the most sick at home plate and even though these people required more care than their modal shop at flyer, their meter was n't being pulled away by masses who just needed an Empirin or the odd hypochondriac. Tiffany had called Mike twice to see how he was doing and was glad that even though he was still pretty sore, he seemed to be in a good mood. She was just changing in the footlocker room, basically hanging up her lab coat and pulling on her windbreaker, when one of the attendings popped his head in,"Hold up everyone, we just had a major wreck on the interstate. We 're gon na want all hands on deck for this one ! Looks like it 's gon na be a long night."

Louis Comfort Tiffany sighed, normally she would n't have any problem pulling a two-base hit, but before she did n't make anything, or anyone, to go house to. She pulled off her anorak, replacing it with her lab coat before pulling out her phone and dialing Mike ; she heard it ring twice before his expectant greeting."mike, I 'm distressing but I have to work a double ..."

"Damn."He sighed, obviously defeated, but his disappointment actually made her heart beat faster ; before she had met him no one would have cared if she was stuck working.

"I 'm regretful mike, I 'd total dwelling if I could."She replied apologetically.

"Its ok, not your fault."He sighed and she could almost see his sad grinning,"Just young woman you is all."

"I miss you too."She sighed back,"I ... I 'm sorry, I got ta go ..."

"See you tonight ?"

"Of course."

Mike hung up the phone and sighed, he was hoping to bestow Tiffany home plate with him to forgather his parents, they and his sister had arrived while he was still in jail, but that was n't going to bechance today. He had explained everything and had the building manager let them in, but his mother was of course disturbed and very instant that he come home as soon as possible. mike sighed again as he stood stiffly, clip to take a rain shower and go face the music, without his new girlfriend ; well Christmas was actually a middling good day to contact the parents anyway.

Mike had straightened up the apartment a little while Tiffany was at workplace, he was more drill than sore at this gunpoint, and he hoped he had n't moved anything from its seat ; his mother was n't the cracking person either but when mike had offered to pay for a house keeper she had refused, saying she knew right where everything was and did n't want some stranger rooting through her stuff.

Mike quickly showered and put on his rumpled suit, it was the entirely habiliment he had and he was pretty sure he would n't fit into anything of bickering 's, and headed for the door ; he would phone Tiffany later and let her know what was going on but it sounded like she was busy now.

Mike headed out the front door, taking her spare keystone so he could lock it, and headed out into the street ; he called a cab when normally he would take the air, but he had one stop to make and he wanted to get home base as quickly as possible.

*********

Tiffany stepped out of the front of the hospital, her exhausted legs barely carrying her as she took a deep breath, the con of the frigid air welcome after a full day in the heating system and sense of smell of the ER, the cold also helping to invigorate her for the short walk to the bus hitch. She took a footfall, but not a second, when she heard a familiar voice,"Going my way beautiful ?"

"Depends."She grinned as she turned to microphone,"Which way are you going ?"

"Any way you want."mike laughed as he walked over, wrapping his arms around her as she melted into his embrace,"You look tired."

"Very."She sighed, still pressed against him,"Big wreck on the freeway."She suddenly realized that she had n't called him to let him know when she would be getting out,"How long have you been waiting ?"

He shrugged,"Not long ..."He just grinned when she gave him a sceptical aspect,"fine, a couple of hours ..."

"God, you goof."She laughed as she wrapped her arm around him, stretching up to kiss him softly,"Thank you."

"My pleasure."He smiled, kissing her back up quickly before leading her to where he had parked,"Now let 's get you home before you pass out ... again."

"I do n't know, it worked out pretty well for me finale time."She laughed, tucking herself into his trunk as he wrapped an arm loosely around her waist.

"I might do more than glance this time though."

"hope, promises."

The crusade back to her minor apartment took just over half an minute, as soon as they walked through the doorway she attacked him ; her lips seeking out his as her hands slipped into his jacket and under his sweater, smiling when she found skin. She started pushing to the bed, only taking her workforce from his organic structure to fling a musical composition of her habiliment or his. He started to pull her to the bed but she stopped him,"cascade first, I stink."

"You smell fine."He retorted with a kiss.

"I have barf and blood on me."Tiffany explained with a giggle as he nibbled her earlobe.

"Ok, shower first."He laughed as he turned and let her step from his embrace.

She walked to the can, looking over her shoulder with a wicked smiling,"tending to wash my back ?"mike grinned as he literally ran after her, stepping into the lavish bathtub combo as he stepped into her weaponry, letting the hot spraying wash his aching away ; he was n't even aware of the nagging infliction until the warm up pee washed it from his consistence and down the drainage. He grabbed her body washout and loofa and began washing her belittled narrow back, slowly working his way around her body and finally turning her as she rubbed her soaping pelt against his, their lips once again meeting, his hard-on trapped between them.

"microphone ... not here ..."Tiffany almost begged.

"Too tired ?"

"No, I just wan na be in bed with you the first base time."She pleaded as she looked up with longing in her extensive green optic. He smiled and nodded, guiding her under the nebuliser before washing her haircloth and helping her out of the shower, the tender pee had sapped what minuscule zip she had left and she was basically still on her base by sheer willpower, she was going to make dearest with Mike or die trying.

They staggered to the bed and collapsed onto the easygoing mattress, still entangled in each others'arms, mike 's lips teasing the easygoing sensible hide of her slenderize neck opening as she gasped in pleasure. Mike began kissing his way down her body, stopping to cod her tit a moment before working finisher to his ultimate goal ; his soft kiss leave goosebumps on her satiny tegument as she gasped softly in response. He finally slipped between her lose weight intone thigh, licking the distance of her sex and fillet when he got no reply,"Tiff ?"Getting no answer, he crawled up her body and actually laughed when he saw her peacefully sleeping,"fountainhead that was maybe too practically to ask for."He crawled in beside her, figuring at least he could hold her while she slept.

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Tiffany woke up and reached out for microphone, coming fully awaken when her handwriting found not his affectionate eubstance but just cold sheets,"microphone ?"She sat up and looked around her small apartment, and seeing nothing hoped out of bed and checked the john,"Damn !"She walked back to her bed, collapsing back into the lovesome mantle before retrieving her phone and calling mike,"hullo mike ?"

"Hey, feeling break ?"

"Much."Tiffany smiled,"Why did you leave ?"

"Sorry, I had to get home ..."

"Oh my god ..."Tiffany gasped as she suddenly realized what had happened,"I fell asleep on you ! Oh Mike, I 'm so sorry !"

"It 's ok ..."

"No it 's not !"She exclaimed ; she had been trying to make love to him for four days and always something got in the way,"I 'm coming over right now !"

"Hey, it 's ok."Mike assured her,"Why not get some more sleep and just come by in the dawning, I have a surprise for you."

"Are you sure ?"

"Yeah, get a unspoiled night 's eternal sleep and we 'll spend a great Christmas together."

"Ok."She replied quietly, a little let down,"See you in the morning."

"Night sister, sleep well ..."

"I 'd slumber ameliorate in your arms."She cooed.

"Tomorrow night, just you and me."Mike promised,"No distraction."

"Ok, bye."Tiff finally relented before she disconnected and flopped back onto her bed, trying to bury herself into the cover and settle back to sleep. But after a half hour she gave up and headed for the shower ; the hell with sleeping alone, she wanted to wake up in his arms on Christmas morning !

She quickly showered and packed an overnight bag before dressing in stew and a tee shirt ; she did n't bother with underclothing because she wanted to be naked just as soon as she got to Mike 's, besides it felt a piddling naughty to her and helped put her in the frame of judgment she was going for ; she just hoped she did n't get to excited on the way over and leave a wet spot on the cab seat. Oh yes, she would be springing for a cab because she did n't want to waste a minute.

She hurried down the steps and through the entrance hall door, stopping to pull her coat a small tighter around her body as she entered the blustery night ; she prayed she could hail a cab on a night like this and wondered if she should just forebode one ; but suddenly there was one of the tough yellow fomite actually stopping right in nominal head of her and a familiar face poking through the open device driver 's windowpane,"Need a airlift fille ?"

"It 's you !"She exclaimed as she saw his smile, quickly returning it,"You 're the guy that gave us your circuit card when the law stopped us ... and ... and ..."

"Ah yes ... I remember."The elderly man replied,"How are you Miss ? Oh and that untested man of yours, how is he doing ?"

She grinned as she remembered what had brought her out on this snowy night,"Um, he 's fine ; in fact I was just heading over there ..."

"Well hop in missy, before you freeze to death out there !"The man laughed cheerfully and she did just that ; they chatted amicably after she gave him microphone 's name and address and he took off, seemingly uncaring about the inclement weather. And before she knew it they were pulling up at Mike 's edifice,"Well here ya go Miss."

"How a good deal do I owe you ..."

"Bah, not a shucks thing."The man laughed happily,"Call it an betimes Christmas present."

She smiled back just as brightly,"wellspring thank you ... ah ..."

"ding ma'am, just forebode me Nick."Came the reply.

"wellspring thank you very very much ding, and Merry Christmas."

"And a Merry Yule to you."He laughed back before speeding off and leaving her standing on the sidewalk.

"What a gracious guy ..."She muttered before turning and hurrying into the building, up the stairs and before she knew it she was using his unembellished key to unlock the face threshold and stepping through the opening into an apartment drastically changed since her finish visit. She paused and smiled at the preponderance of laurel wreath to include what had to be an, at to the lowest degree, eight foot tree festooned with enough lights and lustrous ornament that she could see clearly by the varicolored freshness. Tiffany smiled, a warm glow filling her at the persuasion of microphone doing all this for her ; she had n't really celebrated Noel in days. She did n't really throw any family left, just a few friends she usually bought gifts for ; so she usually volunteered to work through the vacation, something she did n't do this yr because she had Mike now.

She smiled happily as she quickly dropped her bag by the door and almost ran down the manor hall to his way, shedding her vesture as she went, sneaking into mike 's darken sleeping room and under his covers and spooning up behind him. She heard him moan softly and grinned,"Sorry sweetie, I just could n't hold back ..."

"Jeez Evelyn, again ?"Came the sleepy reply.

"Wha ... who ... darn !"Tiffany stammered, then swore loudly as she literally jumped from the bed when she heard a woman 's voice.

"John, go back to catch some Z's ..."

"Who the inferno are you people ?"Tiffany exclaimed angrily,"Where 's microphone ?"

Tiffany was so confused and upset that she had forgotten she was standing there naked, even when the visible light on the nightstand was switched on and she saw a middle aged couple egg laying in mike 's bed and staring at her with confused smirks as the woman spoke,"He 's sleeping in one of the up the stairs bedrooms Dear."

Tiffany suddenly turned and exited the bedroom, yelling microphone 's public figure but still unconcerned of her desolation ; Mike 's father laughed softly as he turned to look at his wife,"I do believe we just met Michael 's new noblewoman friend."

"Pretty piddling affair ..."His wife replied with her own soft laughter as they slowly climbed out of bed upon hearing the to-do in the great room ; evidently Mike had heard Tiffany 's cries and had come running game, with his sister hot on his heals. When his parents finally arrived they found an obviously humiliated Tiffany, wearing Mike 's robe, in his coat of arms, the youthful man obviously pleased at her presence and his sister grinning stupidly behind them. mike 's mother sat on the shadow leather sofa, still smiling as she broke the secretiveness,"fountainhead I do think introductions are in order."

A few hours later found Mike and Tiffany in his bed, his parents insisting that they move upstairs and let the two new lovers reclaim Mike 's bedroom ; it seemed only proper after all. Tiffany was obviously still embarrassed at having flashed his parents but the eye of age yoke, microphone 's mother especially, found the wholly situation quite laughable and found Tiffany utterly charming ; the fact she was a doctor, just as microphone had predicted, piqued his mother 's interestingness immensely.

"So that was your surprisal ?"Louis Comfort Tiffany sighed, snuggled into mike 's arms.

"Not enough ?"He laughed, receiving a playful slap for his trouble,"Well it was mine, but I have it on very good bureau Santa has a few surprisal for you, but you 'll give to wait boulder clay morning ..."

"Hmmmm, whatever will we do to go on the meter ?"She cooed back, climbing onto mike 's pectus and kissing him softly and laughing as he turned them and was soon, once again, kissing his way down her physical structure ; once again he teased her minor bosom before leaving a trail of diffuse kisses down her prostrate stomach, again leaving goose skin on her sonant skin and drawing soft groan from her delicate sassing. Soon he was between her peg, Tiffany 's sex already wet but he enjoyed doing this for her so he pressed on, driving his long natural language as far into her hatchway as it would go, her tangy nectar making his spit tingle in a very pleasant way.

"God….Jesus Mike….wha ... what the ... how….how do you do….do that…."Tiffany gasped, her eubstance filling with a affectionate tingly gleaming as she began to tremble, almost fix to come as soon as he touched her and wondering how he was capable to land out such delicious adept in her body so quickly. It did n't look at long before her trembling turned to spasms as orgasm after orgasm rocked her, like moving ridge crashing upon the shoring ; it was almost more than she could hire,"mike ... oh please Mike st ... stop ... STOP….FUCK ME !"

He lifted his head with a tenuous smile, not distressed because he had taken her here before ; Tiffany 's almost red orgasms were a stack to behold and he thought she never looked more beautiful, her whisker turn out around her flushed face, her consistence covered in a fine luster of perspiration as she still trembled under his unattackable hands, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she closed her eyes tightly and scrunched up her face in a silent scream with every moving ridge of pleasure,"Tiff ?"

"Oh God Mike, you got ta stop consonant ..."

"You ok Tiff ?"Mike asked with a small smile as he slowly kissed his way up her body, the salty taste of her skin as a great deal an ambrosia to his tongue as her tangy nectar had been,"Need a instant ... maybe a nap ?"

Tiffany 's eyes opened at the word nap ; oh she wanted something but sleep had nothing to do with it and tonight she would not be denied. She pulled him to her for a long kiss ; licking her lips, when she tasted herself on him, and tried to roll him over,"On you back, now !"

"Ohhhh, how dom of you."Mike laughed even as he did exactly what he commanded.

"Oh shut up."She laughed as she knelt next to him,"My turn now."

"tiff ..."He tried to interrupt with worry ; the last metre she had tried this had n't worked out so well.

"Do n't worry, I 've been practicing ..."

"Oh ?"Mike grinned,"And whose ass do I have to kick ?"

"Mr. Cucumber."She giggled as she dropped her straits between his peg, smiling around his thick ray of light as she heard his tranquil gasp ; grabbing his rose hip and pulling herself towards his body as she opened her throat and tried to live with him whole. She gagged a little but it was n't the violent response she had the first time, even though it did worry microphone a little at first. She concentrated on breathing through her wind, bobbing her forefront slightly, and after several minute microphone knew he was close ; she figured he would n't rent long the offset sentence, especially after being denied and tortured, albeit unintentionally, for nearly a calendar week. mike grunted out a warning, a monition she studiously ignored as she pressed her face even tighter into his groin, moaning softly as she felt him shoot several blockheaded strand of his seed straight down her throat and into her stomach.

With a proud smile, and an audible pop, she pulled herself off his already flagging erecting, still smiling as she crawled up his consistency and kissed him softly as he finally opened his middle and grinned at her,"Remind me to thank Mr. Cucumis sativus !"

"Goof."She laughed, not bothering to ask if he had enjoyed her efforts, it was obvious he had, and simply trading kisses with him for several minutes, letting his sensitivity abate before beginning microscope stage two of her plan to screw him silly. She reached down and was surprised to feel that while still slightly soft, his erection was recovering nicely ; she backed away then quickly threw her leg over him and straddled his thigh and began using both hands to get mike back in the secret plan. It did n't consider long, evidently his tank were still pretty full, but she had every intention of draining him of the very stopping point dip. She soon had him where she wanted him and smiled down as he smiled back up at her,"Ok Mike, you 're kinda big so this first time I 'm gon na drive ok ?"He just nodded, his erection twitching in her handwriting to let her know he was not only fix, but anxious to get started. She giggled softly, lifting herself up and rubbing the foreland of his erection over her warm wet sex,"Ok, do n't proceed until I tell you to ..."

With that she poised him at her scuttle and pushed down slowly and tough ; he felt a strange ohmic resistance and was about to gloss when Tiffany pressed down hard and let out a little scream, her head dropping, her eyes closed tightly to try and bear, mostly successfully, her tears of pain,"Louis Comfort Tiffany ?"

"Ok, it 's ok ... just demand to go ... go slow up ..."She grunted, still letting gravitation wrench her ever closer to his body, only stopping when she felt herself sitting on his pelvis,"Yeah ... I ... I did it ..."

"Jesus fuss ... christ you 're mingy ..."Mike grunted as she groaned and he felt her canalise get even tighter,"Jeez child, you ok ?"

"Ye ... yeah ..."She gasped in a whisper then smiled brightly as her small orgasm abated,"Told you I do n't do stuff like this."

"holy turd !"He exclaimed with wide-cut eyes as it all suddenly came together for him,"You 're a virgin !"

"Was babe, was a virgin."She smiled, slowly beginning to coil her pelvic arch, the feeling of him moving inside her causing her to groan softly as she closed her eyes again,"God that feels good ..."

"You sure you 're ok ?"mike asked worriedly as he saw crying slowly marching down her flushed cheeks.

"Yeah ... stings a little..but ... but I kinda like it ... feels really good too ..."Louis Comfort Tiffany grinned as she slowly became more belligerent as her body acclimated to this new, and wholly receive, intrusion,"God damn microphone ... I 'm so full ... you 're ... it 's like you 're everywhere inside me !"He just smiled, holding her coxa lightly but letting her set the tread and only a few minutes later she threw learn head back, screaming out her joy for the completely humans to hear.

Far below in the wet street stood a large set man, seemingly immune the windy cold of the ever worsening snow tempest as he smiled when her heard Louis Comfort Tiffany 's riot of rapture,"Well about time."He turned to go, a bright smile seemingly etched on his bearded facial expression as he muttered softly, his watchword lost to the wind,"Merry Dec 25 to all, and to all a good night ..."He paused, turning back and looking up at Mike 's bedroom windowpane,"A very good Night ... ho ho ho ... ”