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SRU: Turn-about...fair play?               by: Bobbi Dare

 

*That creep...that goddamn asshole...I can't believe I'm even here with him! Why am I still here...oh shit, walk faster...I gotta catch up...damn, he's walking too fast* "Will you slow down a bit Shawn!" Debbie was in a really foul mood.

"Ya," he said sheepishly "ok Deb." *Ah crap...she's still pissed off at me...goddamn, I said I was sorry...how many times do I have to say it?* Debbie was trying to bore a hole in the side of his head with her gaze, and Shawn tried his best to ignore it. It was a losing battle.

From his tiny shop a short distance away the wizard chuckled quietly to himself.

*Looks like another customer to me...heh heh*

*You know you really are a dick sometimes.*

The wizard looked over at the wolf resting in one corner of the shop.

*That IS a private conversation happening out there.* The wolf licked himself and laid his head back on the soft pillow-bed he was sleeping on.

*How can I possibly help my customers if I don't understand their needs?* The wizard looked annoyed at the wolf, but didn't actually say anything.

*Ya, right.* The wolf closed his eyes and went back to sleep.

The wizard turned his attention back to the couple.*This should be interesting...ah, here he comes.*

Shawn stepped through the door to the odd little shop. *Spells'R Us...strange name for a curio shop...maybe he sells occult books and stuff like that...Deb kinda likes that stuff...*

"Indeed, I do sell books on the occult, but I do not sell knick-knacks."

Shawn almost jumped high enough to hit the ceiling. "Jeez!"

"If you're looking for that kind of thing," continued the proprietor, "then I can direct you to the dollar store on the other side of the mall."

Shawn straightened out his jacket, composed himself and walked up to the counter. "Ah, um, actually I was looking for something special," he was trying to ignore the fact that the man behind the counter seemed to read his mind... and was that a bathrobe he was wearing? "I just had a fight with my girlfriend." *Actually it was more than a fight...she practically accused me of raping her...christ, she was the one putting out the signals, and I was just reacting to them...why does that make me the bad-guy?*

"I see," said the wizard. "So you would like something to patch things up between you, hum"

*Ya, and maybe give Deb some perspective on how I feel, shit!*

"I think I have just the thing Shawn. Just one moment and I'll go get it from storage."

Once again Shawn was trying to ignore what his mind told him was quite impossible...this man...this stranger...had just referred to him by his first name! *This place just keeps getting weirder and weirder...is that a wolf? Naa...it can't be...can it? Yikes... I swear that it just winked at me.*

Just then the shopkeeper reappeared carrying a small box. He coughed a couple of times as he was dusting off the box. Then he fanned the air around himself in an attempt to clear the dust particles.

"Ahh, here we are Shawn. This is just the thing you asked for."

"What is it?"

The shopkeeper opened the box and inside were two necklaces. Each one had a half-heart shaped pendant. In fact the half-hearts looked like they would fit together.

*Oh great, this is just what I need...to start another fight...the last thing she wants now is some romantic gift...it'll just reminder her of...ahh crap.* "Um...thanks, but no thanks." *Maybe I can get her a card or something...she is going to get back from the bathroom pretty soon...I better think of something, or she is going to be in her MOOD all goddamn day.*

"Watch your language sonny."

*What! ah this is just too weird*

"Look, you said you wanted something that would give Debbie some insight on how you feel, well this will do that."

*What!* "What! How did you know what I was thinking?"

"I know a lot of things sonny. Now do you want your girlfriend to know what it is like to be a guy, or not?"

*Christ, this is pretty goddamn strange...but what the hell, why not. But I wonder how much he wants for them?*

"That will be $43.67. Would you like a bag?"

Shawn fumbled in his pockets and came up with the money. By coincidence he had exactly $43.67, it was all the money he had on him. For some reason Shawn just wasn't that surprised. He paid the man, took his purchase and left the store. He saw Deb standing around near the bathrooms so he casually walked over to her.

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"Shawn, I don't know if I really even want to be around you right now...much less wear matching love charms."

Debbie was calm again. She had the opportunity to fix her make-up, and stare at her reflection for a few minutes. This usually helped clear her mind so she could think better.

*I'm going to tell him that we should cool it...for a while at least...I need a chance to think ...I know Shawn is a nice guy at heart...he just needs to think about what he did.* She smiled at him and prepared herself to say just that when Shawn spoke up.

"Debbie, I know you won't believe this but the guy I bought these from insisted that they would help you understand me better."

*What! he couldn't have just said what I thought he said...* "Huh, Shawn...what are you talking about?"

"You see that store over there, " he pointed.

"Spells'R Us?" she grinned. "OK, so what?"

"Well the guy in there sold me these and said they would help us with our problem."

*The problem is all yours, Bozo! But this is just too weird...I've been trying to get Shawn interested in magic and things occult...who knows? Maybe this will bring us closer.*

"OK Shawn, let me try it on."

Shawn sighed quietly to himself *At least she's not rejecting it outright...just be cool...Anne's party is next week, and I don't want to show up dateless...oh man would I look like a dork...*

"Great! Here you take this one." He handed Deb one of the necklaces, then put the other one over his head.

*There...rats! Nothing...uh...what did I expect to happen?*

"Uh...Deb? Do you feel anything?"

She looked at him like he had just asked her how to tie his own shoelaces. *Clueless!*

"Shawn, don't you know how these things are supposed to work?"

"N..no." *Like..as if I've ever used a magic necklace before.*

"The charms fit together, right?"

"Uh...ya I guess..."

Debbie was tired of this. *It will take at least another 20 hints before he gets it.* She mentally sighed, grabbed the pendant he was wearing and fitted it together with the one around her neck.

*Well, that was interesting...* He thought, *I feel absolutely no different.*

"Shawnee, hon...can we go now? I tried on the necklace."

"Ya," dejected, Shawna was hoping that Donny would feel different somehow. She desperately wanted him as her boyfriend. *What a stupid idea...now he thinks I'm a total nutcase...*

"So...uh...are we still on for tonight?"

Shawna smiled, "Of course silly, " she giggled, "who else would I be going to the lake with."

*Well something happened anyway...he doesn't want to break up anymore...* She grabbed his arm and they walked back to her car.

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They said very little on the ride back to Donny's house, and that gave Shawna a chance to think.

*That's weird...something is different...did Donny get a new haircut?...no that's not it...is that a new jacket?...no, I don't think that's it...* She was still listing off possibilities when they pulled up in front of his house.

"Hey, thanks for driving."

"No problem....it's just lucky that my mom could spare the car. Otherwise we'd end up walking."

They both had a nervous chuckle over that bare-bones joke, when they stopped they were both looking at each other. Donny gently rested his hand on Shawnee's thigh.

*Oh god...that feels so good...just keep cool...he's not going to leave me now...right?*

The heat radiating from his hand and the gently urgent stare he was giving her were just too much for Shawnee. She started to lean forward at about the same moment as he bent down and their lips met. Shawnee lifted her arms to encircled his neck, and Donny moved closer and began the lick at her lips with his tongue. She opened her mouth and his tongue probed inside.

Shawnee felt heat coming from all over her body. Her nipples hardened and rubbed against Donny's chest. She knew she had never felt so good before in her life.

*But how is that possible...we've done this before...haven't we?* Donny was moving his hand slowly up her thigh, up to...to.

"I gotta go Donny, " she inhaled pretty fast when she broke their kiss, and her breathing was labored. "My Mom wants her car back before 6:00, and it's almost six now. Call me, OK?"

*What the hell was that?...oh well, we can get into it again later...at the lake...* Donny smiled and walked up to his front door.

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*What the hell is the matter with me? I wanted him to kiss me... didn't I?* A flurry of thoughts were cascading through her head on the short drive home. Shawna was totally confused by the time she parked her mom's car in the driveway.

*God...his hand felt soooo good...his fingers almost touched my pussy...I wanted him to keep going...to spread my legs...to feel his fingers inside me...* Her head was swimming as she neared the front door. She had the key in the lock and started to push on the handle.

*...no not his fingers, his co...* The door suddenly opened, and Shawna pitched forward. She fell directly at her mother's feet.

"Aahh! Shit!"

"Shawna! are you alright? Omigod dear, let me help you up...here..here sit here.."

"Mom! I'm OK" She managed to seat herself in the chair nearest the door, then immediately started rubbing her sore knee.

*Shit, that's really gonna hurt later...like it doesn't hurt like hell right now...shit shit SHIT!*

"Are you sure dear," her mother knew she was hurt. "Maybe I should call in sick tonight?"

"No Mom...I'll be fine...really." Shawna must have sounded a bit more convincing this time since her mother picked up her purse and turned toward the door.

"If you're sure dear. I don't mind being the doting mother tonight."

"I'm FINE Mom, really. Now go...scoot." *Oh, I better tell her that I will be out with Donny tonight.*

"Mom, I forgot to tell you this morning, but I have a date with Donny tonight."

Her mother furrowed her eyebrows and said, "Hum, OK dear. Now I know why you're so anxious to get rid of me." She smiled then, "...just remember to be back by 1:00, OK?"

"Yes Mom, I know."

That was actually her new curfew, she got an extra hour on her sixteenth birthday, along with a driver's license. That is to say, her parents agreed to sign the consent form. Her mother smiled and then quickly ducked out the door.

*She is going to be late if she doesn't hurry.* Shawna waved goodbye to her.

Shawna dragged herself to her bedroom. Thoughts of Donny pushed out by the pain in her leg. She flopped on her bed and moved her skirt away so that she could rub her sore knee.

*Oh fucking shit...that is going to be a bad bruise.* She kept rubbing her knee and it started to feel better.

*I could get Donny to rub my knee tonight...he's so gentle...oh, that would feel sooo good ...tonight is the night, we are going to make love tonight...I think I'm ready.* Shawna pondered that question over and over again until she drifted off to sleep.

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Shawna was walking down the hallway at school. *Why is everyone looking at me so funny...what's wrong with them?*

"Hey Shawna, I heard you fucked Donny last night"

*Omigod, how do they know? I don't understand this! The boys are smiling funny at me...and the girls are looking away.*

Shawna got to her locker, she was totally humiliated now, and just wanted to crawl inside and hide. She open the locker door and it hit her stomach. She looked down...her belly looked about as big as a beach-ball.

Rrringg...rringg...Shawna woke up and grabbed the phone. "Hi" She was almost fully awake now.

"Hi Shawnee," it was Donny, "I didn't wake you did I?"

"No, no...jeez, what time is it?"

"It's about 9:00. Tommy just phoned me...everyone is heading out to the lake now...do you still want to go?"

"Ya...yes I do, sweetie ...just give me 20 minutes...OK?"

"OK, I'll pick you up in 20. See you. Bye."

"Ya, bye hon." She hung up the phone.

Shawna went into autopilot mode for the next 20 minutes. She picked out a pair of jeans and a nice black sweater. *It might be a cold tonight.* She brushed her long auburn hair, then tied it back with two hair clips. Next she applied some neutral tone make-up to her cheeks and forehead. She successfully hid a couple of new eruptions, then applied some mascara, and lipstick.

The front door bell rang. Shawna threw her brush, lipstick and compact into her purse, then looked at herself once more in the mirror.

*OK, I'm as ready as I'll ever be...what's that about... don't I want to go? Yes of course I do...I'm just being silly.* The doorbell rang two more times.

"OK! ok...I'll be right there." She grabbed her jacket and limped to the door.

*Damn! This knee still hurts...but it's better than it was.* She opened the door, and there he was...with a big warm smile on his face. *What am I worried about...Donny is a nice guy...we've been going out for almost 3 months now...even if we do...uh..do it...so what! That doesn't make me a slut...I mean, we've been going out for 3 months!*

"You ready to go lover?"

"Uh..ya, Shawnee...are you OK?"

"Yes. Why do you ask?"

"Um...well...you just seem to be acting differently that's all. Not that I'm complaining. Hey! We gotta get going...the others will be wondering what happened to us." Shawna locked the front door, and they walked to the car. Well, Shawna limped more than walked.

"What's wrong? Are you ok?"

"Oh, I hurt my knee earlier."

"Here, let me help you." Donny put her arm around his shoulder and helped her walk the rest of the way to the way to the car. Actually, Shawna was exaggerating her limp just a bit. Donny was fussing over her, and she loved it.

Donny held onto Shawna's arm as she worked her way into the passenger seat. She did need the help for that one, since her sore knee was the right one.

"Thank you Donny," she smiled warmly at him.

"Are you going to be alright tonight?"

"Well, if I have trouble walking I guess you'll just have to carry me. You think you could do that?"

"Uh..." *Might as well play along...right.* "ya...I g...sure." She giggled softly as Donny shut the door for her.

The lovers were strangely quiet on the drive up to the lake. Neither one could explain the overwhelming sense of deja vu that they were both experiencing.

*Didn't I come up here with Deb...what!...no Donny, last night...no it was someone else...no it wasn't... shit...this is too weird. I wonder if those heart pendants have something to do with these odd feelings I'm having ...no...that's just silly.*

They could actually hear the party long before they parked and shut off the engine. *Shit...that music is tooo loud...the cops will show up for sure.* They made their way toward the music and soon encountered some familiar faces.

"Hey, Shawna...Donny, you made it."

"Hi, Tommy." Shawna answered.

Tommy smiled at Shawna and then said to Donny, "Hey man, guess what I got in the back of the car..."

Donny just raised his eyebrows in that kind of way which says: I have not a clue, so just fucking tell me.

"Beer!"

"Hey...great man!"

"Give me a hand unloading it, OK? You don't mind if I borrow your date for a while, do you Shawnee?"

"No, of course not." *Why should I mind...hey, why do I mind? That fucking whore is going off somewhere with Tomm...What the hell am I saying?*

While Shawna was trying to deal with the strange thoughts that came to her she was interrupted by someone speaking to her.

"Hello...Shawna...are you in there?"

"Oh, hi Anne. Sorry, I was just trying to remember if I had shut the gas off after dinner." *Good recovery...no sense in trying to tell her I thought my boyfriend was my girlfriend.* Shawna turned a bit to face Anne and winced slightly. *Ow...damn! it still hurts...*

"Shawna? Are you OK?"

"Ya, I..um..fell pretty hard at my house earlier. It really hurts."

"Shit! You look like you're in a lot of pain. Do you want some Motrin? I got some right here."

"Hey ya.." Anne handed her the bottle of pills and a can of beer, and Shawna downed two pills with a sip. "Thanx Anne..uhh..how come you carry pain killers?"

"Oh, I always carry them around this time of the month."

Shawna looked blankly at her, "Huh?"

"Shawnee ..you know.." still staring. Anne sighed and shook her head, "My period."

"Oh, right..of course." *Anne gets painful cramps during her period...now why didn't I clue in on that?*

"So, are you and Donny still coming to my party next week?"

"Um...yaa...why wouldn't we?"

"Oh, I don't know...I just heard a rumor that you two might be breaking up."

"Well, it's a false one...in fact, tonight is the night."

"The night? The night for wha...you and Donny haven't had sex yet?" Anne's grin pretty much covered her whole face.

*I don't really know why I'm friends with her...not too many girls do like her, they're all afraid she'll steal their boyfriends I guess...she's got a reputation as a boy-toy...OK most of the girls refer to her simply as 'that slut'...pretty harsh. For some reason I've never imagined her and Donny together...which is pretty strange...actually I've had this suspicion that she is more interested in me...and that's even stranger since I know she's never made a pass at a girl...yet.*

"No...Anne. We haven't done it...yet."

"Did you bring any protection?"

"Protection?"

"Shawnee...you know," staring again, "condoms."

*Shit! I didn't...but isn't the guy supposed to handle that form of birth-control.* "Uh..no...I didn't."

"Well...here, " she put two small plastic packages into her hand, "you can replace those for me when you buy some of your own. Have fun tonight sweetie..." she winked at me, "...here comes your guy."

Shawnee quickly stuffed the condoms into her purse, and tried to hide her blush. It wasn't that obvious, since it was night-time and fairly dark, but she just had the feeling that everyone knew, and she felt herself getting even more embarrassed.

Donny was straining slightly under the weight of two cases of beer, but managed to carry it gracefully enough to the main party area.

"Beer!"

"Hoo hoo!"

The animals hooted for a few minutes as the beer was passed out and Tommy collected the money from everyone drinking...which was pretty much all in attendance. Shawna had one beer and so did Donny, and after they paid Tommy they headed for the fire pit. Donny helped her walked, and she let him. They found a spot on a nearby log and snuggled close.

*Mmmm...this is nice...Donny feels so warm.* She snuggled just a little closer to him and rested her head on his shoulder. Donny put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. *I feel so safe...I don't want to move.*

Neither of them moved for a while, except to drink their beers, neither wanted to break their warm embrace. Speech was also unnecessary, they just sat there and stared at the flames, gently rocking back and forth in time to the music.

By the time Shawna was done with her beer Donny had finished his and was working on a second that Tommy gave him.

"Thanks for the hand, man...hey here...it's on the house."

"Hey, thanks Tommy...anytime you need beer moved just call me."

"Ha...ya sure man...I'll really be thinking of you the next time I get a case of beer."

They both laughed at this, but Shawna's head was swimming.

*I guess the beer is going to my head...oh...I gotta pee...I don't wanna go, it feels too good here by the fire...and Donny's arm is right were I want it...mmmm...he's rubbing me just at the base of my spine...and it feels really good...oh shit, if I don't get up now I'm gonna pee myself.*

"Donny hon, I hate to move but I gotta pee." She said the last part of the sentence softly enough so only he could hear it.

"Sure Shawnee...uh..do you want some help getting to the bathroom?"

"Oh, ya..I guess I'll need you to help me there." They got up. *Whow..I feel strange...shit, must be the beer...I drank too fast.* Shawna leaned on him again as she limped to the restrooms.

There was an outhouse-style restroom near the beach parking lot. Shawna was feeling pretty good, her knee didn't actually hurt that much anymore, but she wasn't going to tell Donny that. He was holding her up, and it felt pretty good. She was smiling all the way there. They were just about to the restrooms when they ran into Anne and her date.

"Hey Shawna," said Anne. "You look like you're having fun." She smiled. "Tim hon, I gotta use the can too. I'll meet you back at the fire pit, OK?"

"Sure Anne," Tim didn't say very much, and lopped off without another word.

"I can take her from here stud."

"Huh..." Donny looked confused. "Or were you going to accompany her into the ladies room?"

"Oh.." click, "..ya.. right. Should I wait for you here?"

Shawna stammered, "Uh..su.."

"Ah, you just head back to the fire big guy. I'll make sure she gets back to you, safe and sound." Anne giggled.

"You go ahead Donny," Shawna smiled at him. "I'm starting to feel better actually, and I'm sure Anne can help me limp the short distance back to the fire pit, 'kay?"

"Sure, OK...I'll wait for you," and he walk off back to the party as well.

Anne helped Shawna into the restroom, Shawna had to go pretty bad, "Uh..do you mind if I use the..uh..toilet first." It was more of a hole in the ground with a wooden seat than a toilet.

"Ya sure Shawnee, I don't have to go that bad."

"Thanx Anne," she said as she was sliding down her jeans and panties. She smiled and sighed as she released.

"It must be going well, eh? Either that or you get off on the smell of turds."

"What! Oh ya ..." Shawna giggled, that bathroom stunk, bad.

Shawna finished up, *Thank god the toilet paper is clean. Jeez I hate this bathroom.*

She swayed quite a bit as she pulled up her jeans. Anne came over to help her, thinking that her knee was troubling her again.

"Shawna? Are you...drunk? Oh, that's sooo cute...I'm tempted to take advantage of you myself." Anne was rubbing Shawna's cheeks which were red from the alcohol, and arousal. Anne moved closer and tickled Shawna's ear with her tongue.

*Oh god...my knees are going to give out...I gotta sit down again.* Instead she leaned against the wall. Anne retreated a little, dropped her panties and lifted up her skirt. It was her turn, and she finished up pretty quick.

Anne helped Shawna walk back to the fire, she was strangely silent until they were almost in sight of the party'ers.

Anne then leaned closer to Shawna and whispered into her ear, "Go fuck that guy of yours sweetie...I'll be around if you need me after."

And she gently kissed Shawna on the lips. Not a long and passionate kiss, but the feeling lingered, like the tongue-ear tickle. Shawna's head was swimming now and before she knew it Donny was standing in front of them offering Shawna his arm. Anne backed away from Shawna slowly, still smiling. After a few steps she turned and walked toward Tim, who was doing his best impression of a drunk guy smashing a beer can against his forehead. Shawna watch her go and started to regain some of her reason.

She realized, *Oh...my panties are wet.* She grabbed Donny's arm and they walked back to their spot on the log.

When the sat down again Shawna noticed that there were a number of people dancing to the music. It was still quite loud and Shawna wondered again if the cops would show up. *Omigod, my parents'll kill me if I get arrested.*

They watched the dancers for a while, both moving to the music until Shawna said, "You wanna dance?"

"Are you sure? How's your knee?"

"I think it'll be ok," she smiled. "Lets just dance slow, kay?"

That was just fine with Donny. "Sure, ok."

For the next hour they danced. Near the end though Shawna's knee started to ache a bit and she used Donny for even more support as they danced in that dance-embrace style. Her head rested on his shoulder for the most part, and his hands slowly drifted downwards until one rested on her ass, and the other caressed her lower back. His hands felt so good where they were, and Shawna was passed the point of caring now. From her perspective there was no one else around, just the two of them. She looked up at him, opened her mouth to say something, but promptly forgot. Donny used the opportunity to kiss her. It was long and passionate. Shawna kept her mouth open and he quickly slipped in his tongue. She luxuriated in the feeling of being held, caressed, and kissed. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on. Her knees were failing her and she knew that if Donny weren't holding her up she would probably fall over.

*Oh...I don't want this to end...he feels sooo good next to me...oh...what's this...* Donny's erection was straining in his pants...it was only semi-erect as they were dancing...but now it threatened to burst through his pants.

"Shawna...do you...do you wanna go back to the car?" She smiled at him and took his hand.

They didn't exactly run, since Shawna's knee was still fairly sore, even under the influence of alcohol and pain killers, but still she managed to walk, or limp, pretty fast.

Once in the car they embraced again. *Oh...Donny, touch me... your hands feel soo good.*

They kissed and Donny moved his hands inside her sweater. He caressed her breasts and felt her nipples become erect. Shawna moaned softly in response to his ministrations. Suddenly, Shawna had a moment of clarity...she was about to have sex, in a car, 50 feet from a whole group of people. What if somebody comes to the parking lot while they are...engaged in the act.

*No...this is the wrong place...I have to slow this down.* But Donny had other ideas.

Donny had managed to pull her sweater up level with her bra and had almost popped the catch in the back when she said, "Donny, not here. I don't feel right."

Donny just kept going. "Aw com'on Shawnee..."

She started to push him away now. "Donny, please..." The catch popped on her bra, and it fell away from her breasts. He moved his lips down to her right breast.

"Donny! No!" Shawna pushed his head aside and pulled her sweater down. Donny moved back to his side of the car. "Take me home Donny. I've have enough fun for tonight."

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On the drive back to Shawna's house neither talked...they were each angry at the other...but there was something else. It was that overwhelming feeling of deja vu again. They both knew that they had been through this exact same situation before. With each other! The confusion in their thoughts kept them from talking, and arguing until they got back to Shawna's house.

"Can I call you tomorrow?" Donny sounded apologetic, but Shawna was still steamed.

"I don't know...ah shit!...OK, call me tomorrow." She waved as she limped up to the front door. Needless to say, she was well within her curfew.

*Fuck! No kiss g'night... no hugs...no fuckin' nothin'...this sucks.* Donny was also pretty steamed on the long drive home. Actually the drive was pretty brief..it only felt like a hundred miles to him. *Shit! She's going to leave me over this...damn it...damn it...* Donny felt terrible on the drive home, and alone.

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RRingg...RRingg.... "Hello," Shawna's mother answered the phone. It was around 11:00 AM. "Yes Donny, she's right here." She handed Shawna the phone.

"Hello," Shawna's greeting was guarded.

"Shawnee...uh...we uh...we need to talk. Can I come over and pick you up? We could take a trip to the mall. I'll buy you lunch... 'kay?" Silence. "Shawnee??"

"Ya...I'm still here...OK Donny. I'll be ready in a half hour. I'll see you then."

"OK Shawnee...uh..tha...that's great! I'll see you then. Bye."

"Bye." They both hung up.

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Shawna was falling behind... *Jeez...he's walking too fast damn it! My knee still hurts!*

"Donny will you slow down a bit, I can't keep up."

"Uh...sorry Shawnee." *Shit! it's not my fault...I thought she wanted it. She was the one putting out the signals...shit...just when I thought we were going to do the wild-thing she ups and backs out...and she's mad at ME?!*

In the back of his little shop the wizard chuckled to himself. *Heh..heh..oh good. Donny just went to the bank machine...heh... heh.*

The wolf lifted his head up off the pillow and looked at the wizard, who, to all outward appearance was laughing to himself over some private joke. *You know...you really are a dick.*

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Fini

 

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