Disclaimer: Yep, I know who they'll remind ya of. But they're mine!
Sex: Of course!
All my normal stuff is in here. Obscene language, warped humor, girl/girl involvement.
So if ya ain't 18, go play with your dolls and come back later!
Thanks to Lesia and Sherri (Ri) for putting up with my weirdness.
The screaming voices could be
heard all the way outside through the closed windows and doors, screams of rage
and frustration bouncing off each other. One high pitched the other lower to be
accompanied by the shattering of glass and loud whacks. This went on daily; the
noise was part of the scenery in the little suburban area. Neighbors had gotten
so use to it after two years that they used it as a time clock, everyday at 2pm
it started and lasted for forty five minutes or shorter. Except for today it went
way past the normal time then ended with the banging of the front door and a squeal
of tires as a black Ford Probe flew out of the driveway. The driver a young man
with dark unruly hair and dark eyes had enough of his so called fiancee`, after
two years of watching her become more and more hateful towards him, family and
friends he had to leave or lose what little bit of patience he had left. He had
already lost all the feelings of love for her a long time ago when she started
taken out her pain and frustration on him and others. What he felt was pity for
her and that had run it's course out today, he had another life outside of the
prison she lived in and it was long overdue that he shed the shackles of doing
the right thing and stick by her side to the very end. He had someone waiting
for him that didn't have the emotional scarring and lack of self-esteem.
Cameron Dargan sat in her wheelchair
clenching her fists until her knuckles turned white, her jaw clenched as her molars
ground against themselves making a horrible noise. Wheeling herself towards her
desk she grabbed the heavy brass picture frame that contained a picture of her
and her fiancée` Peter from two years ago. Both smiling for the camera
on the happiest day of their lives, it was the day she had accepted his proposal
of marriage. That was the last day she had ever been happy, it all ended in a
split second. Holding the frame over her head she repeatedly slammed it down on
the edge of the desk until wood splintered off and the frame was mangled beyond
any shape except maybe abstract art. Blood dripped from her cut palms and fingers
onto her thin bare thighs. Flinging the frame across the room she had made a perfect
hit with the TV screen. A loud explosion echoed throughout the small house as
the picture tube blew up and sparks shot from the back and shorted out the breaker
switches putting the rooms into a dimness in the early evening light. Her breathing
was ragged from both physical exhaustion and emotional pain. Tears refused to
fall; she had cried all of those away a very long time ago.
She had awaken in the hospital in a traction bed. She was told that she would
have to stay that way until her body healed from her broken back and ruptured
vertebras. At the time she thought it was nothing, she was twenty four years old
and in excellent condition, she would heal fast and be back to normal in no time.
That was until her body started to disobey her wishes and turn around and slap
her. She suffered from the pain of being in the "damned contraption"
as she called it to having tubes run down into her lungs to help her breathe,
pneumonia ravaged her body, making her weak and stealing what little bit of fight
she had left in her. Her family, friends and fiancé Peter Cory were with
her the entire time she was in the hospital giving her support. After she was
released she had to become adjusted to getting around in a wheelchair until she
was able to start physical therapy to regain her strength, so that one day she
could throw the wheelchair away. They all helped her, at no time was she alone.
Her small house was fitted for the handicapped and therapists were hired to get
her back on her feet. After a while she became disappointed that her recovery
wasn't going as fast as she wanted it, her entire personality changed. Hateful
names became a normal thing for her to call the people that cared the most for
her. Nurses and therapists lasted but days before quitting, saying that they couldn't
take the verbal abuse she dished out and sometimes the ones that didn't cringe
and run from her name calling saw just how good an aim she was with what ever
she could get her hands on. The one who stood by her side was Cory; he put up
with her temper tantrums out of guilt. Her friends stopped coming by and Cory
stood by her for a time until he found other things outside of her world to occupy
his time. It was his fault that she was in a wheel chair. He punished himself
for a time for what had happened that fateful night of their engagement party.
When both of their lives turned for the worse.
Cameron wheeled her chair to the
kitchen, rolling over the mess she had made on the floor with their dinner when
Cory told her that he had plans to meet a friend and would not be home with her.
She had gone off the edge, throwing the plates on the floor as well as the chicken
with the special Marsala sauce she had cooked. The only thing that had survived
her tantrum was the bottle of wine that sat on the kitchen counter in an ice bucket.
She pulled it out and didn't even bother with a glass, taking a large drink from
the bottle she closed her eyes as it settled in her empty stomach. Moving her
way to the pantry she pulled 3 more bottles out and put them in her lap before
going out the back door to sit out on the deck. She had found that by drinking
she didn't have to face her bleak future in her damn wheelchair, until she woke
up from her inebriated state the next morning. But it never took away the nightmares
she lived with every night for the last two years; they came and made her relive
the pain repeatedly. The laughing tore her insides up more than anything. It was
Cory's laugh that hurt the most.
As the last bottle slipped from
her fingers to roll on the deck her body gave into the darkness, she could feel
the warm breeze whipping through her hair as Cory sped down the road. He was laughing
at the way she was clutching the dashboard of his small sports car and screaming
at him to slow down. They had just left their engagement party 30 minutes ago
to head home to her small house. She had a slight buzz from the wine she had drank
and she knew that Cory had been drinking bourbons all night and was felling no
pain. In fact he wasn't feeling anything at the moment except the wind rushing
at them; he floored the little car until he buried the speedometer needle in the
red. His laughing became louder the faster they went, Cameron's screams pierced
the air as she begged him to stop. He reached out and slapped her in the side
of her face leaving a bright red handprint. Shocked that he had hit her she stopped
screaming and turned tear filled green eyes to stare at him. She reached over
trying to turn the car off and found her hair being grabbed from the back, he
yanked her back and threw her over to the passenger side of the car and told her
to stop ruining their night by being a whiny ass little bitch. Her Irish temper
flared and she punched him in his jaw, murderous brown eyes glared at her. He
grabbed her long blonde hair and pulled her to him so that their eyes met mere
"Don't you ever hit me again
you stupid bitch!" He yelled right before the car veered and went up over
a concrete median strip. The small car looked like it had been launched in the
air, it spun three times before it landed on it's side the flipped two more times
before it came to a complete stop. All Cameron could feel was the sharp pain in
her hips and legs, she tried to move but there was a heavy weight pinning her
down. She tried to look around her but everything started to swirl in bright colors
and the roaring in her ears made it impossible to hear her own voice. She jerked
awake with a short scream when she heard the high piercing noise; it reminded
her of the machines that she had lived with for so long in the hospital. Brushing
her sweat soaked short blonde hair from her eyes she listened for the noise again.
After a while she heard the answering machine click on and Cory's voice come over
"Cami, are you there? Please
pick up the phone, we need to talk."
A few seconds of silence went
by before she heard him hang up.
"Fuck you! You fucking cheating
bastard! I hate you!" She screamed with her slurred voice, her throat raw
from the night before brought tears to her bloodshot eyes when she tried to breath.
Swinging her chair back around she went into the kitchen from the deck, her bladder
was screaming from the pressure of having three bottles of wine sloshing around
in it. The bathroom near the kitchen had been enlarged years ago so that she could
get her chair through the door, rails had been put on the walls and one set anchored
to the floor to make it easier for her to pulled herself from her chair. With
her body sluggish from the alcohol she struggled to move to the toilet. Sliding
her shorts down she made it just in time before she would have had to sit in a
very wet wheelchair. Bending over at the waist she let her chest lay upon her
thighs, she didn't know how long she had been sitting there listening to the pounding
on the front door, it seemed like it was part of her hazy brain. Pushing her shorts
to the floor she got back in her chair to make her way to the front door.
"Go the fuck away! Just leave
me alone!" Putting the end of the steel bar in the slot on the floor she
propped the other end in the fixture on the door and went to the kitchen for more
wine. The pounding had stopped to be followed minutes later by the phone ringing.
She listened to her mothers voice begging her to pick up the phone. Finally she
hung up, there was nothing she hated more than the way her parents treated her.
One minute they were babying her the next they were acting like she had some kind
of disease and didn't want to catch it. They paid attention to her when it was
convenient to them, like when her father had important clients around, he always
made it a point to let them know that he did everything for his sweet little girl.
The minute they were alone he just glared at her and told her what a big mistake
she was making by waiting to marry Cory. That it was important to his firm and
how it would benefit everyone by joining the two families law offices. She told
him time and again that she didn't want to marry Cory and that he wasn't the kind
and generous man they all thought him to be. That he was mean and spoiled and
became worse when he drank but he would hear none of it, then her mother would
get in on it and tell her that she would learn to love Cory. After all he was
a good lawyer and cared for her and made lots of money to support them. What she
couldn't get through their thick skulls was that Cory paid for nothing. Her money
paid for all of her care. The insurance company that set up the therapists and
nurses and the handicapped organizations that donated the wheelchair and walkers
for her use. And the small Social Security check that she got once a month. Cory
did nothing for her but leach off of her by living in her house and use her as
a host for his friends from the office. She was the token cripple for everyone,
now they could all kiss her ass and when someone found her lifeless body slumped
in her chair then they could cry in front of the camera's and try to convince
the world that they cared about her.
Sitting in front of the refrigerator
she pulled out the case of Honey brown ale, she pushed her way back through the
kitchen to the living room, then remembered that she had smashed the TV. Cursing
to herself she headed to one of the two bedrooms of her small house, this room
was set up for her convince years ago. No one had bothered when she said that
she wanted a regular bed and to this day she still had the hospital type bed in
No one ever listened to her, she
would beg for help doing the more difficult things that were near impossible to
do only to be told to stop her whining. Then when she didn't do something she
was being childish and should grow up. She remembered when her mother came over
to find her sitting in her chair naked with only a pair of slippers on her feet.
She told her mother that she had no clean clothes. The first thing out of her
mothers mouth was 'You need to learn how to do things by yourself.' She tried
to tell her mother that she couldn't reach the washer from her chair and that
Cory told her it was women's work to do the cleaning, washing and drying of clothes.
'Funny how he always has clean clothes for work and neither one of them did his
laundry.' She told her mother. All she asked was for him to put the clothes in
the washer and then the dryer. And she would do the rest, that when she got low
on clothes that she had to struggle up onto the dryer and lay there to get her
clothes out so that she could get them into the dryer.
After arguing with her mother
she had lost her temper and told her to get her rich high society fucking ass
out of her house and to never come back again and to tell her bastard of a father
to kiss her ass.
It had been months since she had
heard from any of them, the only one who stopped in occasionally was Cory and
that was to make it look like he cared about her welfare. It made him look good
in the public eye that he stood by his crippled fiancee. Funny how the accident
never made the news and how he wasn't blamed for it either. She had pushed all
of this to a dark part of her mind for a long time but as things changed she let
it resurface and fed it until a rage would erupt like a volcano and singe every
thing around her. Now all she had was the rage and the hate for everyone who she
used to know.
Four days later the health care
company that supplied her therapists received a call form one of their employees
saying that they couldn't get into Cameron's house and nor would she answer the
door. Once a week they came to check on her to make sure that she was keeping
up with the medication for the pain and cramps that she suffered from and to do
her physical therapy. What the therapist wasn't about to tell was that he had
never done the therapy on her and that very rarely did he ever see her. He would
yell through the door to her and she would tell him to go fuck himself. So he
would take the two hours that he was to spend with her and go to the gym or do
what ever it was that he needed to do that day before he went on to his next patient.
However, this time he knew there was something wrong, he could see though the
front window the mess in the living room and when he went around the back he noticed
the empty wine bottles and beer cans laying on the deck. He may lose his job over
this but he couldn't live with himself if she was hurt or worse and he didn't
He talked to his boss and was
told to wait there that someone would be coming out to help him. He sat in his
car and chewed on his fingernails, he prayed that it wasn't the boss himself that
came out because he knew he would be in big trouble then. He was about to call
back when he saw a dark blue blazer pull in behind him. He groaned as he saw who
climbed out of it, he knew he was in for an ass chewing now. It wasn't the boss
it was the nightmare from hell. Six foot of muscular woman walked towards his
small car, if it was possible he would have crawled under his seat and hid from
her. Just looking into her silvery blue eyes almost made him piss himself on numerous
occasions. He had slouched down in his seat as low as possible to make himself
smaller, he jumped when long black hair made it to his window before her eyes
did. His hands were shaking where they sat on the bottom of the steering wheel,
if he grabbed a hold he knew that he would rattle his car apart. His breath caught
in his chest from one look into her face, she could turn a human to stone just
like in the myths about Medusa. One side of her mouth turned up into an evil leer
when she looked in at him; her voice deep, purred his name sending shivers of
fear down his spin.
Harry stuttered the first two
words then quit to give her the pointing motion with one finger towards the house.
"Cameron...w w won't ans...wer...door."
He tried to sink further into his seat when she raised her dark eyebrow over a
silvery left eye.
"She won't huh? Well I'll
just have to see if she left the back door open. Because I know you didn't check
that, now did you?" She peered down at the terrified man who just shook his
head no. She chuckled deep in her throat, it reminded Harry of a panthers growl
more than anything human.
"Why don't you do us both
a favor and crawl back to the office, I'm sure the boss has a little 90 year old
lady that needs help with her groceries or something." Before she could move
out of the way he had his car started and was tearing away from the curb.
"Little chicken shit, you
let a five foot four wheelchair bound woman push you around!" She had read
the file on Cameron on her way over so she knew the history of how many health
care people had been here in the last two years. There was nothing she loved better
than a difficult case. She wasn't known as Sean 'the nightmare' Mathew for nothing.
She rubbed her long fingers together as she went up the walkway towards where
it wrapped around to the back of the small white house. Climbing the handicap
ramp she noticed all the trash laying around. It looked like the aftermath of
a keg party, trying the doorknob she found that it was locked.
"Like this is going to stop
me?" She chuckled as she tightened her hand on the knob and turned it until
she heard a snap. Dropping the broken handle onto a near by chair she stuck her
index finger into the hole, pulled back the locking mechanism and pushed the door
open. Her nose wrinkled at the smell of stale beer, rotten garbage and urine.
She couldn't believe that a woman lived here. It was more like a slop house for
college kids. Stepping over the mess on the kitchen floor she went into the next
room which was the living room. The place looked like a tornado went through,
in fact if one had, it would have probably left it cleaner. Sean groaned deep
in her chest when she went down the hall and the strong smell of urine hit her
in the face. She checked the one room that was the bathroom and found nothing.
The next room looked like someone had just moved out of it, bare clothes hangers
laid on the single bed along with old worn out clothes. There was only one room
left in the small house and that's where she heard the low murmur of a TV.
She tried to push the door open
but found it blocked by something, sliding her hand down on the inside she felt
the rear wheel of a wheel chair. From the way it was sitting she knew that she
had to roll it to her right to be able to get the door open, this Cameron who
ever had most likely tried to get out and got herself stuck behind the door. She
moved the chair as much as she could until she had it where when she pushed on
the door it would spin the front of the chair away from her allowing her to get
in. What she saw made her groan again, the room was a mess. Dirty clothes were
piled up against one wall along with molding towels and wash rags. The sheets
on the bed were stained with urine and blood. The blood is what worried her most
until she realized that she didn't smell the scent that came with a decomposing
body. That was a scent that never left the memory of anyone unlucky enough to
find a dead body. What she had here was a drunk and a real bitch if the reports
she had read were truthful. Now to find her, she looked to the side of the bed
that was close to the wall and could just see a small foot sticking out from where
the sheets and thin blanket had fallen off the bed. After she kicked all the empty
beer cans away from the bed she pushed it away from the wall. She looked down
at a small blonde, her short hair greasy and spiked all over her head, dark circles
under her eyes and a long dark bruise on her one cheek. She kneeled down and checked
for a pulse and found her skin cold and clammy to the touch. The long T-shirt
she had on was soaked and reeked of urine and she could see menstrual blood on
the small woman's inner thighs and the floor beneath her.
"Always me! I always end
up with the gross stuff." Sean mumbled to herself as she lifted the weightless
woman into her arms. She took her into the bathroom and found that all it had
was a regular shower, she knew that their had to be another one somewhere. Trudging
back through the house she found the handicapped bathroom off of the kitchen.
"What an asinine place to
put your bathroom, I bet if there was a basement you would have been put down
there to live." She mumbled as she placed Cameron down on the seat in the
shower. She braced her side with her knee as she pulled the filthy T-shirt over
her head. Kicking off her boots she then pulled off her socks, T-shirt and Levi's,
there was no way she was going to get soaked and have to spend the rest of the
day like that. Turning on the water she waited until it got hot then flipped the
switch on the faucet so that the detachable showerhead worked.
She began to soak Cameron's hair
when she heard her mumble something; she whispered deep in her throat for her
to go back to sleep. She didn't need this little drunk coming to while she had
her in the shower; it was hard as hell to hold on to a wet slippery naked body.
After washing her hair and body she rinsed her off and wrapped her in a big towel.
Going back into the living room she carried her over to the couch and laid her
down. She needed a tampon and her bathroom had no cabinet space or anything in
it. It was more like a bathroom at the hospital, devoid of anything that wasn't
needed. Walking through the house naked made her feel like a perverted burglar
but right now her clothes were the last things on her mind. She searched the other
bathroom for what she needed and found nothing but men's aftershave and shaving
"Obviously not used by you
short stuff." She shook her head when she found an empty box of Trojans in
the trash can. "Wonder where he's at while your laying on the floor in your
bedroom?" She searched the entire bedroom and found nothing. "Son of
a bitch! Who the hell was suppose to be here for you?" Her temper was building
by the second, know matter what a bitch the little woman was there was no excuse
for her having to live like this. She knew that she had no car because she didn't
see one when she got there. She wondered how long Cameron would have laid there
if Harry hadn't called the office. She knew by the amount of blood on the floor
and bed that it had been days that no one had been here. She knew that she would
find out as soon as she took care of Cameron what the hell was going on in this
Sean had gotten dressed and ran
out to her blazer where she kept a spare box of tampons. Mother Nature always
snuck up on her then flattened her with the curse at the worst times, so she was
After she was done taking care
of Cameron she searched for the phone, she mumbled to herself about having to
insert tampons into strange snatches and she should ask for triple the pay for
this one and they had better never ever send her out on another one like this.
When the phone was picked up on the other end she laid right into her boss before
he could say one word. Her face was red with anger and the veins in her neck were
bulging. She was full into her yelling when she jerked the phone away from her
ear. She was now deaf in her right ear from the whistle her boss had blown into
"YOU BASTARD!" She yelled
over the phone then calmed down to listen to what her boss had to say.
"I called her parents house
and they left days ago for Europe, so then I called her fiancee Peter Cory at
his job and he had left for the Virgin Islands, not get this! For his honeymoon!"
Her boss yelled. "See what money does to people? She comes from a rich family,
is engaged to a rich kid and she's left to fend for herself! So tell me Sean,
how bad is it over there?" Sean was floored by what he had told her; if her
temper wasn't close before it was way over the red line to eruption now.
"She's passed out drunk,
the house is all torn up and if I have to stay in here any longer I'll need my
sinuses replaced! I can't believe that they all left her here alone!"
"Sean, you read the reports.
She's hateful, sarcastic, mouthy and hates the world. Can you blame them?"
"Listen little brother, she's
all of five foot four and maybe 100 pounds, my dog could handle her! You mean
to tell me that no one else can? It's bullshit!"
"Sis you don't have a dog.
Any way, prove them wrong! That is what you do best, oh one of many skills."
She heard him chuckle before he hung up on her. "You little bastard, I'm
going to kick your ass when I see you! So the dogs a slight over sight."
She hung the phone up and went to check on the little drunk. She was still sleeping;
her mouth hung open and a light snore rattled from her nose. Sean looked down
at the peaceful face, how her brows arched ever so slightly over her eyes and
the way her small nose twitched in her sleep.
"We'll see whose the bigger
bitch here small stuff." Sean mumbled as she left the room.
Six hours later she had the house
cleaned and almost all the laundry done, she wondered how the hell Cameron washed
clothes when she couldn't reach into the washer let alone turn it on from her
chair. Maybe that's why she had such a huge pile of dirty ones in her room? Her
little voice remarked to her. "What about the asshole fiancee or should I
say ex-fiancee? I wonder if she knows and that's why she was drinking herself
into the next century? I'd love to get my hands on that bastard!" She spoke
to the frying pan that she was cooking hamburgers in. "I must be losing my
mind I'm talking to hamburgers!" She pulled a plate from the cabinet along
with a glass, when she was done she went out into the living room to wake Cameron.
She knew that she had to get her to eat something or she was going to be really
weak from all the alcohol she had drank. She sat the plate down on the coffee
table then turned to look down on the slumbering woman. She shocked herself when
she pushed the silky blonde hair off her forehead and caressed a soft cheek. She
had never treated a person with gentleness before and she didn't know why she
had done it this time. Shaking Cameron's shoulder she tried to wake her up, all
she got was a grumbling noise and the little woman burrowed deeper into the couch.
She tried again this time calling her name. Bloodshot green eyes opened to a slit;
she gazed around her trying to figure out where she was. Her voice was soft and
rough from the screaming and to much alcohol.
"How did I get in here?"
She looked over her left shoulder to see silvery blue eyes watching her. She jumped
a little in surprise; her eyes squinted closed as she looked at Sean. "Who
the fuck are you and how did you get in here?" Rolling over the towel came
loose to show her breasts, and one thigh. "Fuck! Where the hell are my clothes
and what did you do to me?" She pushed with her hands to get herself into
a sitting possession. The entire time Sean watched her with an amused grin on
her face. "So this is what scared all of the others? She doesn't have anything
on my language."
"I'm here because Harry couldn't
get you to answer your door and it's a good thing it was me who found you and
not him. He has enough problems with out finding a naked woman laying on the floor."
Cameron's brows drew down over
her nose; she had cloudy memories as to what happened last. All she could remember
was going to her room and that was it.
"Harry never comes in here
because I don't want him or anyone else in here and that means you to. Now get
your trespassing fucking ass out of my house before I call my fiancee and have
him throw you out!"
Sean smirked at her, obviously
she had no idea Cory was on his honeymoon or she was just using the bastard as
"I saw a picture of him and
let me tell you, he ain't man enough to throw me out! Not shut your yap and eat
your supper before I tie you done and force feed you!"
Green eyes shot flames at her
which she ignored, when she went to get up she caught the small hand that had
grabbed an ashtray form the coffee table.
"I WILL tie you up so knock
the shit off" Sean took the ashtray with her and placed it across the room.
"Who the fuck are you and
where do you get off telling me that you'll tie me down!" She yelled at the
top of her lungs and then cursed her stupidity when her head started to pound.
"I don't need your help so get the fuck out!" She reached down and grabbed
the hamburger and threw it at Sean who snatched it out of mid air.
"You simple bitch! I just
became your worst nightmare! You can call me what every one else does Bitch!"
She strode over to where Cameron was still sitting on the couch. Pushing her back
she forced the hamburger into her mouth.
"Now eat the fucking thing
before I force the whole damn thing down your throat!" Grabbing one small
hand she put it on the hamburger. Then watched as Cameron looked for something
else to throw at her.
"Forget it I moved everything
and cleaned your pig sty house, you live like a fucking animal!" She watched
rage pour into green eyes; she had to break this beast down before she would be
able to get her to do anything.
"And as far as you're wimpy
asshole fiancee, he's on his honeymoon in the Virgin Islands! Now eat while I
go get you some clothes to put on." As she walked towards the laundry room
she tossed over her shoulder that she had better not throw that hamburger because
she would make sure that she crawled across the floor and cleaned it up. Cameron's
eyes closed as she gritted her teeth, she still had a mouthful of food in her
mouth and was about to spit it out when the flavor danced in her mouth. She chewed
slowly at first then stated to wolf the food down, she hadn't eaten in days and
this simple meal was like a five star course. She was licking her fingers when
Sean came back into the room with clean clothes tossed over her shoulder and another
two hamburgers on a plate. She set the food down then handed Cameron a paper towel
for her hands. Shaking the shorts and T-shirt a few times she put them on the
couch next to her.
Grabbing the file folders off
the table, she sat in a chair and started flipping through to the page that told
how Cameron's therapy was being handled. After a quick glance she knew that it
was all a lie since she had admitted that she didn't let Harry into the house.
Flipping through a few more pages she came to the one from the attending physician
while she was in the hospital. Running down the page with her finger she came
to the end and a frown came over her face. She looked up from under half lidded
eyes to see Cameron eating her second hamburger.
"There's a glass of milk
on the end table for you."
"I don't drink milk, where's
"You drank it all along with
numerous bottles of red wine and now you drink milk."
"I'm NOT drinking milk!"
"Then die of thirst, I don't
really give a flying leap!" Sean gave her a force ten glare and watched as
Cameron flinched a little and grabbed the glass from the table.
"I'll get my beer as soon
as you leave so there!"
"I would just love to see
that! Since there isn't any!!" Sean yelled back at her.
Cameron put the glass down with
a loud thump. Bracing her hands on the couch she leaned forward, dropping her
head down she gave her the most intimidating look she had and yelled back.
"I'll just call the store
and have them bring me more! You can't stop me so go the fuck away! I don't need
"And if that's the case then
how are you going to get to your chair? You are such a mental invalid that you
wallow around in self-pity instead of doing something. If you want your chair
go get it!"
"You know damn well that
I'm paralyzed! I can't walk crawl or do anything else!" Her face was blood
red, hands shaking as she yelled loud enough to cause the windows to shake.
"Bullshit! You're just a
fucking lazy, spoiled, mouthy little snot nosed brat and a royal pain in the ass!"
Cameron pulled her towel off and
threw it at Sean who just laughed at her and put the towel on the arm of the chair.
She raised her left brow and gave Cameron a small evil grin.
"Come on short stuff show
me what ya got besides a naked body."
Cameron started to huff and puff,
her chest rising with each breath before she let out a blood curdling scream of
"Oohh come on I know you
can do better than that! Scream some more it gets me hot!" Sean wiggled her
"You fucking bull dyke from
hell! I'll kill you!"
"Well come on, come get me."
She waved her forward. "You can't do it, remember you can't walk."
Cameron grabbed her clothes and
pulled them on, sliding to the floor she moved down the hallway by balancing her
weight on her hands and dragging her legs behind her. Sean followed behind her
at a distance keeping her chuckling inside as she watched the determination in
the little blonde. She stopped in the doorway and watched her stop and look at
her clean bedroom.
Cameron was in complete shock,
she knew what her house had looked like before she started drinking and know this
strange woman who she didn't even know had broke in, taken care of her and cleaned
her entire house. This woman had a mental problem! Now she had her crawling around
her house to get to her wheelchair after they had screamed and yelled at each
other. And she was still here, not like the others that took off running the minute
she started yelling or throwing things at them. She knew it was going to take
more than that to get rid of her, but she was determined to do it if it killed
her to do so.
Sean watched her pull herself
up into her wheelchair; this was going to be a fun one to say the least. This
little thing was a challenge to be sure but she loved challenges. She wiped the
grin off her face when Cameron righted herself in her chair and faced her.
"Are you happy now that you
have humiliated me?"
"You did that to yourself,
I did nothing but make you move your lazy ass. I put your clean clothes in the
dresser, if there in the wrong places you can move them yourself. I made you a
pitcher of iced tea and it's in the refrigerator and there's tampons in your bathroom."
Cameron's face turned a pink color,
she remembered that her period had started and that she was trying to get to her
bathroom. Then she remembered that she didn't have any because Cory refused to
buy them for her. He said it embarrassed him to have to put them on the counter,
which was stupid! But then he wouldn't take her to get them herself; he hadn't
taken her anyplace in over a year.
"You may want to change it,
it's been in way to long. You don't want TSS." Sean left the doorway on her
way to the front door.
"Wait! Come back here!"
Cameron called to her.
"You yelled?" Sean asked
as she looked back around the door.
"You put a tampon in me?"
Her emerald green eyes showed pure shock at having a stranger do something so
"Yeah I did, and believe
me I have done other things that are far more pleasurable than that. I'm going,
I left my cell phone number by the phone in case you need anything." She
left the still shocked woman sitting in her bedroom.
"I have never!"
Sean heard her and mumbled under
her breath as she went down the hallway. "I know, it was a little tight down
Cameron sat in her kitchen drinking
the green iced tea that Sean had made for her, she had put a lot of sugar in it
knowing that she would need it to calm the shakes that her body was going through
from the alcohol. She was still amazed at what this woman had done. After she
had left she went from room to room and saw all the little things that had been
cleaned or put away. "Who the hell is she, my guardian angel?" She asked
the empty kitchen.
Sean walked into the office and
searched for her little brother, she found him watching TV in the employee lounge.
When she walked in he took one look at the huge grin on her face and knew that
she had been having the time of her life.
"I see that you terrorized
the terrorist. Is she really as bad as all the reports say?" Lou asked her
as she sat down across from him and stretched her long legs out in front of her.
"Maybe for some prissy ass
little therapist but she's nothing that I can't handle. Short stuff has a lot
of fire in her and it may just be the thing to get her lazy ass out of that chair."
Her brothers dark brows rose over her blue eyes.
"Do we still have her X-rays
here? I want to take a look at them."
"We should, check in the
filing cabinet." He said over his shoulder as she left the room. After fifteen
minutes he went after her, she was in one of the exam rooms looking at Cameron's
X-rays of her back. Lou could hear his sister mumbling under her breath.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Not a damn thing! That's
the problem, she should have been walking by now, hell a long time ago if these
X-rays are right."
He looked and nodded his head.
"You're right, then why is she still in the wheelchair?"
"Because Harry who was supposed
to have been doing her therapy was to damn busy doing what ever, instead of his
job!" Lou knew she was mad, she hated when patients didn't get the treatment
that they were paying for. It made their business look bad not to mention their
reputation. "I want you to put Harry on the Mr. Simms case and every other
case we have that's nasty."
Lou cringed at the thought of
Mr. Simms; the guy was a freak! He refused to wear clothes during his therapy
and always had a hard on no matter if the therapist was a male or female. He knew
his sister was a bitch but he never thought of her as a sick bitch.
"Ohh you are sooo bad Sis,
but I'll do it." He threw his arm around her shoulders and gave her a quick
hug. "Does this mean that you're going to tackle the bitch from hell?"
"You know me, I don't give
up on anyone."
Sean pulled her blazer into
Cameron's driveway, before she got out she popped the lock up on the passenger
side then hit the unlock button for the rear door. Whether Cameron liked it or
not she was leaving the house and starting her physical therapy. Even if she had
to be carried out against her will. Going up to the front door she rang the doorbell
only to hear Cameron yell for her to 'go the fuck away!'
"Open the fucking door before
I kick it in!"
"Go to hell you bitch!"
"Only if you go with me!
Now open the door!"
"In your wildest dreams baby."
She mumbled to the door. Going around the back she noticed that she had an audience
of noisy neighbors watching her. She ignored them and continued to the back. Pulling
her drivers license from her wallet she popped the lock on the back door open
and went in. She walked into the living room to see Cameron peeking out the window.
"What am I doing out there?"
"Don't know can't...FUCK!"
She spun her chair around to face the tall dark woman. "Are you sure you're
a therapist and not a burglar?"
"Ohhh I have many skills."
She gave her a toothy grin. "Come on lets go." She walked towards her
and moved her chair from in front of the front door. Green eyes darkened with
anger and she grabbed a hold of the wheels so that the chair couldn't be moved.
"I'm not going anywhere with
you, you're insane!"
"No more than you are, now
let's go I don't have all day."
"Go to hell!"
"Funny you say that 'cuz
that's where we're going. Remember I told you that you had to go with me."
She opened the door and lifted
wheelchair and all up and carried it out to her Blazer. Cameron had no words for
what was happening to her, she had no way of stopping someone who could pick her
and her wheelchair up. Her only way to fight back was on the way to where ever
they were headed. Sean picked her up and slid her into the seat, after seat belting
her in she folded the chair and put it in the back. When she got around to the
drivers side she saw a grinning Cameron holding her keys up and waving them at
her, she tried the door and found it locked. A huge grin came over her face.
"OK, you got one on me. But
the days not over yet." She pulled a spare key from her wallet opened the
door and held the key in the lock so that Cameron couldn't lock it again. Replacing
the key in her wallet she held out her hand to Cameron.
"I have nieces and nephews
that are toddlers, I learned to keep a spare key on my body at all times."
Cameron pulled her bottom lip
in and gave her a ferocious look.
"I am not a toddler!"
"Well, you're not much taller
than my nephew and you act like my 3 year old niece so yes your are."
Cameron kept her mouth shut until
they pulled into a driveway to a small ranch house. She gave Sean a questioning
look but didn't say a word.
"Okay, we're here. Time for
you to feel some pain." Sean gave her a laugh that sent chills up her spin.
She knew that the door locking game wouldn't work so she had another idea as to
not being removed from the Blazer. Sean pulled her chair out then opened the door,
when she went to take Cameron out the little bitch went completely limp in the
seat. As soon as Sean lifted her she put her head on her shoulder; Sean thought
nothing of it until a sharp pain shot down her arm and up her neck at the same
"Son of a bitch!" She
yelled when she realized that Cameron had latched onto her shoulder with her teeth.
Bending her head down as far as she could she bit her in her shoulder, she heard
a growl come from Cameron but she still wouldn't let go, so Sean bit harder as
she walked up to her front door. Her left arm was starting to go numb from Cameron's
teeth sinking into her muscle and nerves. She made it to her couch just in time,
her arm gave out and she had no choice but to fall with her. She started tickling
her and she felt teeth loosen then give way but before she could pull back Cameron
got her in her neck, her teeth sinking in to the soft flesh, she shook her head
like a little bull terrier. Bolts of lightning shot through her body to end in
"Ohh Gods! Harder!"
She moaned deep in her chest. She tried not to grin when she felt Cameron stop
shaking her head. "Why'd you stop? I was so close to coming!" She moaned.
Cameron pulled away quickly and
gave her an evil glare complete with flaming green eyes.
"You're a sick perverted
bitch!" She shoved Sean in the shoulder.
"Hey you're the one who was
sucking on my neck, and I'm the sick bitch?"
Cameron rolled as far as she could
to the back of the couch, wrapping her arms around her chest she pulled her bottom
lip in once again. Sean knew that look, and also knew that the wheels were spinning
in her evil little head. She chuckled at her as she went out to get her chair
out of her Blazer. When she came back in she grabbed a throw pillow off the couch
and put it over Cameron's face before she picked her up and put her in her chair.
She heard her mumbling through the pillow but ignored her until she felt fingers
grab her nipple through her shirt and pinch hard enough to make her gasp.
"Gods! Are you...sure this...isn't...a
date?" She grabbed a hold of the arms of the wheelchair and white knuckled
them. The small hand quickly pulled away and laid clasped with her other hand.
Sean sunk to the floor breathing hard; when she was able to speak she looked right
into green eyes.
"You know if you wanted to
have sex with me we could have done that at your house."
Getting to her feet she pushed
her wheelchair to one of the back rooms of her house, Cameron looked around at
the mat covered floor and the work out machines along the wall. It looked like
a small Golds Gym, the only thing missing were the sweaty men in little spandex
shorts. She shivered at the gross picture that formed in her head of men running
around with every thing practically on public display.
"OK, what do you have planed
for my next adventure in sexual foreplay? Or should we go about trying to get
you into some kind of shape?" She walked around to stand in front of Cameron.
"'Cuz my record in bed is seven hours and I don't think your quite up to
that yet." She busted out laughing at the disgusted look she received.
"I'm not doing a damn thing
so you might as well just take me home!"
"But I've had so much fun
so far!" Sean whined. "Come on don't you want to bite me again?"
"What I'd like to do is kick
your ass all over this room but...my legs just don't seem to be able to do that!"
"Short stuff that's why we're
here, I'm going to get you back on your feet so you can chase me all over this
room and do any thing you want to me." She wiggled her brows at her.
"Does every thing have a
sexual meaning to you?"
"Hhmm...Only when hot little
blondes are involved." She ran her tongue across her top lip and winked at
"Try your damnedest, it won't
work because I happen to be straight!"
"Soooo...I need a new toaster
so this is a recruiting job so I can get one. Melissa Etheridge promised to deliver
it personally to me if I get one more to our side of the fence."
Cameron made an exasperated noise
as she dropped her head into her hands. She knew that she couldn't win with Sean,
so far she had done all the things she had scared the others away with and all
she got was zilch. But that was OK, her mind was quick and she had spent two years
with nothing better to do than come up with awful things to do to people she hated.
"Lets get started here, I'm
going to try and loosen up your leg muscles by stretching them and them massaging
the muscles to force some circulation into them."
She lifted Cameron out of her
chair and sat her down on the mat covered floor. She pulled her shoes and socks
off her feet and put them aside.
"Roll over onto your stomach
and I'll start on the back of your legs." She got a look that was suppose
to be a warning, she couldn't help but chuckle. Once Cameron was on her stomach
Sean started with her one foot, pressing the pressure points behind her toes all
the way up to her heel, she watched as her small toes jumped as she manipulated
the tendons. Working her way up her leg she used her strong fingers to press down
on the muscles, she could see the skin turning pink as blood rushed to the areas.
Cameron was biting her bottom
lip; she could feel little tendrils traveling up her leg from where Sean was pressing
on her foot. She had always had a little bit of feeling in her legs but when she
tried to stand on her own they gave out on her and she would fall to the floor
so she just gave up on ever walking again. As strong hands made their way up her
legs she let out a small moan that she couldn't hold back.
Sean heard her moan but said nothing.
Instead she smiled and kept on working the atrophied muscles. When she came to
Cameron's backside a wicked little grin came to her lips. Using both hands she
did a deep muscle massage and felt small hips twitch. "So you're not dead
after all you wicked little thing." She thought to herself. She then went
down to the other foot and repeated the process.
"Stay right there, I have
to get something."
Whether she wanted to admit it
or not she felt more relaxed than she had in a long time. She felt cool air hit
her back as Sean pulled her shirt up to just below her shoulder blades, she looked
over her shoulder to see her pouring some kind of oil into her hands and rubbing
"This stuff will give your
back a warm feeling, it'll help get the blood flowing around all your discs and
Cameron thought to herself that
she didn't need that stuff all she needed was for Sean to repeat what she had
done to her legs and she would be in heaven. Strong fingers worked the oil into
silky skin; pressing down with her thumbs Sean ran them up either side of Cameron's
spine. She heard a few of the discs pop and Cameron moan deep in her chest. She
worked her way up under her T-shirt to tight shoulders, using her thumbs at the
base of her neck she massaged until Cameron's head sunk deeper where it was resting
on her hands.
"How do you feel?"
"Don't stop." She moaned
deep in her throat, it sounded almost like a purr to Sean's ears. She grunted
when she felt strong fingers disappear.
"OK, now my favorite side...the
front!" She helped the limp woman roll over onto her back, she watched as
her green eyes closed and her lips parted when she started to work on the front
of her legs. Sean was having unusual feelings while she was doing her job, never
before had she become aroused from giving someone a massage. And she had given
thousands of them, some to very beautiful woman that could have been on the cover
of Vogue. She felt her face become warm the further she went up Cameron's thigh,
going to the side of her hip she hit the pressure point for the sciatic nerve.
Cameron moaned and her leg jerked from where it lay between Sean's knees. Taking
a deep breath she moved back and started her other leg.
"OK, now I'm going to stretch
your leg muscles. These are the same stretches that you see the runners doing,
it helps with strengthening the tissues."
Lifting her foot off the floor
she pushed her leg up until she had it straight out to the front of her hips,
pressing her foot up towards her shin she worked it back and forth and massaged
the back of her calf to keep the muscles from cramping. She repeated the process
with the other leg and that's when she noticed that Cameron had no underwear on.
She coughed to cover up her gasp. She didn't know why she hadn't noticed it when
she had massaged her gluts.
"OK, I want you to sit up
and lean forward as far as you can." She crawled around her on her knees.
Wrapping her arms across her chest and shoulders she pulled her back against her
chest for the count of ten, then leaned forward with her for another count of
ten. She continued this until she felt all the muscles in her back loosen enough
that she was able to lean forward further than when she started.
Cameron didn't know what was going
on, but her body was having a very strong reaction to having Sean's breasts pressed
into her back. She could feel her hardened nipples brushing against her T-shirt
and it was causing some tingling between her legs for the first time in a very
long time. For years she thought that part of her body was numb. What really confused
her was that she had never been attracted to women, or men for that fact.
"We're done for the day,
I don't want to get you so sore that you can't move. So the next thing is lunch."
"I'm not hungry. I just want
to go home."
"To bad, I'm hungry so we're
are going to the kitchen for lunch."
"Got any beer?"
"Nope, I don't drink."
She lifted Cameron up and put her in her chair then walked away. She stopped and
turned to see Cameron just sitting there with a scowl on her face.
"Come on short stuff, if
your not hungry you can watch me eat."
"Bossy God damn bitch!"
She rolled after her as she went to her kitchen. "What's your name anyway?"
"Sean Hawkins or what every
body at the office calls me "The nightmare."
"Why the nightmare?"
"Ooohh you'll find out once
I really get you going on the road to walking."
Sean sat at her table eating grilled
cheese sandwiches with dill pickles on them. Cameron gave her a funny look when
she saw her pull her bread apart and put the pickles on it. Sean kept moaning
with every bite then licking her lips afterwards. She knew that Cameron was hungry
she could see it in her eyes. She held her sandwich out to her.
"Go ahead take a bite."
Brows dropped over Cameron's nose. "Come on my mouth hasn't been anywhere
in a very long time."
Cameron took a small bite of the
sandwich and moaned.
"It's good!" She said
as she chewed slowly.
"I know, here I made lots
of them." Sliding a plate containing 4 sandwiches to the middle she leaned
back to her refrigerator and pulled out a gallon of milk. Filling two glasses
she put one in front of Cameron. Green eyes looked at the milk then into smiling
"Does a body good."
She grinned at her. "Besides it's the next best thing to breast feeding."
She heard Cameron moan with her last comment and couldn't help but give her a
"Why does every thing you
say have a sexual undertone to it?"
"Reactional purposes, plus
She was beginning to wonder about
Sean, did she talk like this with everyone or just her and why was she letting
this woman do her therapy when that was the last thing she wanted. What she wanted
was left alone to...'wallow in self pity'. Her little voice tossed in at the end.
Damn her to hell and back! She yelled at herself and listened to her little voice
snicker. She was brought out of arguing with little voice by the sound of humming.
Looking over at Sean she noticed that as she ate she hummed. Laying her sandwich
down she put both of her forearms on the table and gazed at the tall woman from
under her drawn brows. Sean picked up on the feeling that green eyes were watching
"I don't hum!"
Eyes locked and held Sean took
another bite out of her sandwich and started humming again. Cameron pointed at
her with an index finger.
"You're doing it again!"
"Am not! I have never hummed
in my life!"
Cameron picked up her glass of
Milk and started making loud slurping noises, the war was on. Lou stood in the
doorway to his sisters kitchen watching them with a huge smile on his face. They
were acting like toddlers or better yet pigs at the feeding trough.
"That is really gross you
two, and your supposed to be adults?"
Fingers pointed at each other,
in unison they said. "She started it!"
Lou shook his head at them. "I
told ya Sis, you hum when you eat!"
One side of her mouth curled up.
"Some women like that vibration."
"Your a sewer slug Sean,
you need to get laid." He walked around the table and sat between them, that's
when he saw the dark purple bruise on his sisters neck. "Maybe you already
did?" Her blue eyes gave him a confused look. "Nice hickey you got there."
He jabbed the bruised area and watched her jump.
"That's a bite mark, but
I did enjoy it." She wiggled her eyebrows at a blushing Cameron. "Look
at this one." She pulled her shirtsleeve up to show Lou the perfect set of
tooth impressions in her shoulder. "You never told me she was a biter."
"What the hell were you two
"It's her fault!" Cameron
pointed at Sean. "She brought me here against my will, so I retaliated and
bit her a few times." She leaned back in her chair.
"Just wait, when Sean gets
into putting you through intensive work outs you'll want to do more than bite
her." He lowered his voice and whispered to her. "Last person threw
a flaming cocktail through her bedroom window." He got up from the table
and winked at her. "Didn't hurt her though she wears flame retardant Smurf
PJ's." He ran from the kitchen before Sean could say a word.
"He was kidding right?"
Sean leaned forward over the table
getting closer to Cameron. "Actually what happened was this woman crawled
through my bedroom window and jumped me! When she was done ravaging my body I
thought I had been set on fire." A smug grin covered her face.
Cameron narrowed her green eyes
at her. "So she poured gasoline on you and threw a match?"
"Yep, it was cinnamon love
oil and her tongue was the match."
"You're a pervert! And I
let you touch me?"
Sean put the empty plate in the
sink then took the back of Cameron's wheelchair and pushed her to the front door.
"What can I say, I charmed
her and she found me irresistible." Leaning close to Cameron's ear she purred.
"Happens to all the women I give massages to."
A shiver went down her back when
she felt warm moist air caress her ear. She would definitely have to think about
what her body was telling her.
That night Cameron laid in her
bed thinking of all that had happened that day while she was with Sean, the woman
could drive a person insane with some of the stuff she said but then again she
didn't help the matters any by sparing with her. A smile came to her face when
she thought of how much fun she had when they were eating lunch. Her mind stopped,
she had fun today! It had been so long since she had any kind of entertainment
or fun, not to mention it was the first time she had left the sanctuary of her
house. For the first time she was actually looking forward to something.
Sean dropped down on her bed in
her favorite shredded sweatshirt and blue silk boxers with Taz on them. She smiled
when she thought of the flashing green eyes of Cameron and the verbal battle they
had. Her body grew extremely warm when she remembered when Short stuff bit her
neck and the feel of her silky skin when she was massaging her muscular back.
She had always loved the feel of thick muscled backs, the twitching under the
flesh with every movement when her blunt fingernails ran across sweat covered
skin. She could almost feel Cameron's back now. She knew she had to stop thinking
like that or she would never get to sleep, not to mention the woman was straight.
Sweet dreams of pale blue eyes
were replaced by muddy brown traced with lines of red from the beer he had been
drinking like there was no tomorrow. Cory threw the empty can at her but it only
glanced off her shoulder instead of where he had intended to hit her in the face.
"Useless bitch! If it wasn't
for all that money that I'll get for marrying your ugly ass I'd be outta here!"
He slurred as he reached beside him into the case of beer for another warm one.
"The only thing I want from you is a blow job, 'cuz my dick ain't going no
where near your nasty snatch. Every dick in this cities been in there! But ya
can't even do that!" He threw the full beer can at her, she ducked but it
caught her above her right eyebrow. She fell over in her chair unconscious from
the blow, blood poured from the deep gash into her eye and down her face to drip
onto her lap.
"Finally some peace and quiet!
Fucking cunt made me waste a beer!" Cory yelled at her still form as he reached
for another beer.
She sat straight up in her bed,
sweat drenched her T-shirt and hair. Running her hands over her face she tried
to wipe away the residue fear that she felt from her nightmare. Laying back in
her bed she tried not to remember how things had gone for the last three years
but it was like a tape that played repeatedly in her mind. She drifted back to
one of the times her parents had come to visit months after she had been released
from the hospital.
Cameron had gotten use to him
calling her a slut but it still hurt a little. She would never forgive her parents
for promising her hand in marriage to this alcoholic asshole and for not believing
her when she had told them that he was abusive to her. Her father told her it
was a mans right to punish his wife where he saw fit. She argued with him that
she was not and would not ever be Cory's wife and she wanted him out of her house.
Her father had slapped her then, so hard that a trickle of blood ran down her
bottom lip to drip off her chin. Her Irish temper flared white hot, spinning her
wheelchair around she headed for her bedroom. She sat staring at her meager belongings,
lost in a tirade of hateful thoughts when she heard her mother call her name from
"Cami you know how your father
is." She hated when her mother shortened her name; it always reminded her
that she was named after her fathers ugly dog.
"Yeah, he's an asshole just
like Cory! Why have you put up with him all these years?" She asked as she
spun her chair around to face her mother. "Do you think you deserve to be
treated like a possession and punched and slapped around?"
Her mothers green eyes closed
as she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. "He doesn't hit me anymore,
"BULLSHIT!!" She wiped
the blood from her chin and held out her hand to show her mother. "Does this
look like he changed any?" Glaring at her mother with flames dancing in her
eyes she waited for the older woman to look at her. "And Cory's just like
him! Do you know how many times I have been sutured by one of the nurses because
that fucking bastard has hit me either with his fists or a full beer can? And
you know what Cory tells them?" She yelled. "That I'm clumsy and fell
getting in to my chair! Do you see the sutures above my eyebrow? That's from a
Rolling her chair closer to her
mother she lowered her voice to a growl. "You know how many times he has
brought his colleagues over here and told them they could fuck the cripple for
fifty bucks?" She watched her mothers eyes open wide. "Guess not. Thank
the Gods they all know he's an asshole! They told me they hang around him because
he has threatened to fire them from the law firm if they didn't." She wiped
her blood covered hand on her pant leg, taking a deep breath she looked right
into her mothers eyes. "I wish every day that I had died in the accident,
that way I would be free of all of this torture you, father and Cory have put
Her mother had tears in her eyes
as she looked into the eyes so much like her own. "Don't say that Cami, you
have a lot to live for."
"Don't call me Cami! I'm
not a dog!" Her breathing became ragged with rage. "What do I have?
I live off a Social Security check, I don't have any money after I pay the bills
and buy what little bit of food I can afford! My inheritance is in some bank somewhere
ready for that asshole when we get married. I DON'T GET A FUCKING DIME!!! And
if Social Security finds out that I'm worth millions, then I'm really fucked because
they'll want paid back and then I get to go to jail while Cory goes out and fucks
every woman he can pick up and spend my money on them!!!" Her face was a
bright red from all the rage that had boiled to the surface; her mother didn't
blink an eye or say a word. She knew every thing that Cameron had said was true,
her husband had signed a contract with Cory and his father, giving all of Cameron's
twenty five million dollars to them so that they could become law partners instead
of her fathers law firm being taken over by theirs.
She leaned closer to her mother
an evil grin on her face.
"Do you know that hot little
number in fathers office? He fucks her at his desk during lunch time." She
enjoyed the pale look she had caused on her mothers face. "So tell me again
that he's changed!" She laughed as her mother broke into sobs and ran from
her bedroom. "And don't come back!!" She screamed from her sanctuary.
She couldn't go back to sleep,
her anger and rage flowed through her from reliving the past. Getting into her
chair she made her way through her small house to the deck out back, the air was
chilly but with the fever of rage coursing through her veins she didn't feel it.
With the fresh air and the chill she eventually drifted off to an exhausted sleep.
Sean pulled into the driveway,
she knew that Cameron would have the front door locked but she could always get
through the back. So without bothering that's where she headed. She had never
counted on finding her sound asleep on the deck, reaching down she went to wake
her up but after seeing her shivering she opened the door and pulled her inside.
She wondered why she was out there in the first place, the night before the weather
had turned and temperatures dropped into the upper 40's. Not unusual for the month
of May. Taking her down the hall to her bedroom she lifted her and put her under
the blanket and tucked it around her then went to make coffee to help warm her
When she came back into her room
she saw that she was still shivering, looking in the closet for another blanket
she came up empty.
"Son of a bitch!" She
whispered to herself. "I have to get you warm before you get sick."
She pulled off her boots and crawled under the blanket beside her, wrapping her
arms around the small shivering body she rolled her onto her side and pulled her
into her chest. Within minutes she felt Cameron's body relax from her body heat
penetrating into her chilled flesh. They laid cuddled together for hours with
Sean drifting off into a deep sleep with Cameron still in her arms.
Sean was brought out of her sleep
by a scream and trashing body against her, she felt legs moving against her own
and was somewhat shocked. Fending off the blows that came towards her face she
opened her eyes to see Cameron still asleep but having a horrible nightmare. She
wrapped her arms and legs around her to still her flying appendages and whispered
into her ear comforting words. She eased up on her hold when she felt Cameron
relax, looking down she saw frightened green eyes looking at her. Cameron put
her hands against her chest and pushed her away with a strength she didn't know
the little woman possessed.
"Get away from me! What the
fuck are you doing in my bed!" She screamed at Sean as she moved closer to
the other side. Her breathing was coming ragged through her parted lips that trembled
with every word.
"Easy now, it's OK I won't
Clutching the blanket in a tight
grip she pulled it up to her chin and shivered. "What are you doing here?"
Sean moved to a sitting position
ion the edge of the bed. "I came by for your therapy and found you half frozen
on the deck, I couldn't find another blanket to get you warm so I did the only
thing I could." She glanced down at where she was pressing her hand into
the mattress. "I laid down with you to use by body heat to warm you up, I
would never hurt you or take advantage of you. I'm not that kind of person."
She looked into green eyes willing her to see the truth in her own.
Cameron remembered going out on
the deck and felt ashamed at herself for yelling at Sean, she knew that the tall
woman would never hurt her. It was the remnants of her nightmare that made her
panic when she felt the body holding her. She dropped her head back on her pillow
and took a deep breath before she spoke.
"I'm sorry, it's just that
I'm not a touchy person and when I felt another body in bed with me I panicked.
It brought back a bad memory."
Sean moved further onto the bed,
bending her left knee she leaned over to balance her weight on her hand. "You
know it helps if you talk about it."
"I don't want to. And I don't
want any more therapy either so you don't have to come around any more."
For some odd reason Sean knew that was coming and knew that the reason she said
it was because she was afraid.
"I can't do that, you'll
just have to suffer having me bug you." Green eyes gave her a force ten glare;
white even teeth were bared in a ferocious growl right before Cameron threw her
upper body at her. Sean grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed her down into
the mattress and held her there.
"Stop all ready, this won't
scare me off like it did the others!" She was within inches of green venom
filled eyes that changed to complete terror. "What's wrong?" She asked
her with a soft voice. Cameron started to struggle against where she was being
held down, a high keening sound burst from her chest that sounded like a wounded
animal. Sean realized what was happening to her, she let her shoulders go and
pulled her into her arms and held her in a comforting hug.
"Some body hurt you didn't
they?" She got her answer when she felt the sobs tear through Cameron's small
body. She pulled her up so that she was sitting in her lap, still holding her
tight she rocked her back and forth. She could feel her own rage building when
she thought of someone hurting Cameron, an overwhelming need to protect her crashed
on top of Sean like a ton of bricks. "I'll kill the son of a bitch."
She murmured into Cameron's neck.
An hour later Cameron had stopped
crying and was still cuddled up in Sean's lap where she had fallen asleep. She
continued to run her fingers through her short blonde hair smoothing down at her
"If you keep that up I'll
be bald on one side of my head." A sleepy voice said.
Sean let her pull away a little
from where she had her head resting against her breasts. Red swollen eyes looked
up at her clouded in pain.
"Thank you." She whispered
in a low voice, dropping her head she looked at Sean from the corner of her eye.
"Can you take me to my bathroom?"
She picked Cameron up and carried
her down the hall to the bathroom, before she got through the door Cameron tried
to stop her.
"This isn't mine."
"It's in your house it's
yours, which I've been meaning to ask you some questions about this setup."
She flipped the light on and noticed the bright blush covering Cameron's face.
"I hate asking this but I'm
going to need your help in here."
"There's nothing to be embarrassed
about, besides I gave you a shower and I happen to be a doctor so there isn't
anything...I take that back there are some things I haven't seen and don't want
to either. Just wrap your arms around my neck and hold on."
After Sean had dropped her shorts
for her and sat her down on the toilet she stepped into the hallway. She knew
that it was hard for Cameron to ask for help and she wanted her to save some of
her dignity by giving her privacy.
"Sean? Uhhmm help please?"
She stepped back into the bathroom
to see Cameron's head down and a bright blush still covering her face. Using two
fingers under her chin she lifted her face up so she could look into green eyes.
"It's OK, I've been in your
shoes I know how it feels." Green eyes searched blue and saw the understanding.
When she was done she carried her into the kitchen and put her in one of the chairs,
before Cameron could say anything Sean told her she wasn't a prisoner to her wheelchair.
"You said that you knew how
I felt, what did you mean?"
"When I was a teenager, I
was out on my bike chasing Lou down the street. I had almost caught up to him
when this car came tearing around the corner and hit me. He threw me about a hundred
foot up into another car." She looked from where she was searching through
the refrigerator for food. "Both of my legs were broke, my hip and two vertebras
were cracked. I spent a year in traction. Then another year in therapy, I had
to depend on everyone because I couldn't get around at all."
Cameron's view of Sean climbed
a bunch of notches with her sharing her own painful story.
"So tell me why is your bathroom
off the kitchen and the only way you can get out of the house is by the back way?"
"It was the assholes idea,
my father and Cory decided that the back was a better place for the ramp. But
I know the real reason that they had my house set up this way. My bathroom is
all the way back here because when Cory had his friends over, he didn't want them
to have to use a handicap bathroom. His excuse for being embarrassed that he was
stuck with a cripple. And the ramp is so that people didn't see me leaving in
my chair. Like these noisy neighbors don't know that I'm in a wheelchair!"
"What assholes!" She
replied. "You don't have any food here, what have you been...never mind."
She picked Cameron up and carried
her out of the house.
"Where are we going?"
"To get something to eat,
I'm starving and I know you must be to. Sooo where going to my favorite restaurant
"Ohh no we're NOT!"
"Ohh yes we ARE! And don't
you bite me!"
Cameron gave up the fight. She
knew it was useless. She also knew that the place that Sean pulled into wasn't
a restaurant either. It was a regular house.
"Sean this is not a restaurant."
"Sure it is, it's Momma's
restaurant." She grinned. "When I don't feel like cooking I come over
ta my Momma's."
"Did I miss our first date
or something? 'Cuz I always thought that after that is when you meet the parents."
"My Momma has to approve
the woman before I date her, you know gold diggers and all." She chuckled
at the raised eyebrow Cameron gave her. "Well, you started it."
Sean walked through the front
door and yelled for her mother, A small women with long fiery red hair and pale
blue eyes came in from the kitchen wiping her hands on a dishtowel.
"Yar such a lazy lass, did
ent wanna cook again aye? Well, com on ya fore it gets jelled."
Cameron whispered into Sean ear.
"Where is your mother from originally?"
She laughed at her because almost
every one asked the same question the minute they heard here mother speak.
"Momma kept jumping across
the border between Ireland and Scotland. Da said she was a Loch Ness Leprechaun."
"I heard that Wee one and
I be havin ya knows I can still crack ya one on the arse!"
"I think I'm in trouble!
You'll protect me won't ya?"
"Like how, You gonna throw
me at her and run?"
"I was thinking about it."
She put Cameron in a chair and
stood over her mother's shoulder to see what she was cooking.
"Momma we're having stuffed
cabbage? I love stuffed cabbage!" She kissed her mother on her cheek then
started to set the table.
"Momma this is Cameron Dargan,
Cameron this is my Momma Megan, but call her Momma otherwise she'll put a curse
Momma turned to look into green
eyes; she gave her a smile and told her not to worry that her Wee one would take
good care of her.
"Momma stop the hocus pocus
stuff, you'll scare the hell outta her for Gods sake." She turned to Cameron
and made the spinning finger motion next to her temple. "Yeow! Momma?"
"I knows what ya was doin,
I'll kick ya again fer it ta reminds ya."
Cameron hid a grin behind her
hand as she watched Sean rub her ass.
"Unruly child, gets the plates
if yer gonna eat." She turned to sit down at the table with Cameron. "Don't
let us actin up fools ya none, I loves me Wee one but I gotta make sure she behaves
her damn self." When Sean placed her mothers plate in front of her Megan
pulled her down and kissed her cheek. Cameron had never seen so much affection
between a parent and child, her parents rarely knew she was around unless they
needed a slave for some stupid ass party her father was throwing. When they had
finished supper Megan made them some coffee and used real cream in it to give
it a rich sweet taste. Cameron rubbed her full stomach and moaned when she stretched.
"Gods I'm stuffed! That was
wonderful Momma, I haven't eaten like that in a long time."
"Well, ya makes sure Wee
one brings ya more often, it be a shame ta waste food. I cook fer me self and
can't eat it all so it gets tossed in the rubbage."
As they were leaving Megan gave
each one of them a kiss on the cheek, Cameron had never felt so accepted in her
entire life. She was amazed at how loving Sean was with her mother and vice versa.
She wished that she had a mother like Megan. Maybe things would have been different
for her. Once in the Blazer she looked over at Sean.
"I really like your mother,
she's funny as hell when she's teasing you Wee one."
"She's something all right,
we were never afraid of Da, he was a softy. But Momma ruled us with a wooden spoon!"
"Your father passed away?"
"Many years ago, he died
of a heart attack while at work. Between Lou and I we make sure Momma has everything
she needs." Sean rubbed her full stomach. "I don't know about you but
after Momma's cooking I could use a nice long nap." She watched Cameron try
and stifle a big yawn.
"Answers that question, we'll be home in a few minutes."
What Sean had said went right
over her head until she saw that they were at Sean's house. When she said home
she thought that she was taking her to her own house. She wished she had a home
like this one with someone that came home and was happy to see her. On the way
to the front door Cameron asked her if she was getting tired of carrying her around.
"Nope, I figure once you
start walking again you can carry me around to make up for it."
"Right! I don't think so.
Your Momma may call you Wee one but at six foot you're far from being a Wee one!"
Sean laughed at her and put her down on the couch before she went into the kitchen
to get them some Cokes. When she came back she turned the TV on and made Cameron
move over on the couch so that she could sit down. Halfway through a movie Cameron
fell asleep. Sean laid down then pulled the little blonde down beside her. Wrapping
her arms around her she drifted off to sleep.
Cameron shot evil glares over
to where Sean was sitting on a bench; she had her doing her leg stretches by herself.
She told her that she wanted her to do them at least three times a day to help
with her recovery. At the mention of that Cameron started yelling that she would
never recover. She kept at her trying to get her so mad that she would be able
to make her head spin like Linda Blair. When the Irish temper hit the red mark
she went over to her and had her lay on her back.
"OK short stuff, All that
rage you want to unleash on me I want you to channel right down to the leg that
I'm holding and make your toes wiggle." She waited for a few seconds and
nothing happened. "Come on short stuff, I know you want to plant your foot
in my mouth!" Cameron glared at her, the veins in her neck started to throb
but her toes didn't wiggle.
"Are you going to let your
parents and that asshole get the best of you?"
Cameron let out a howl of rage.
"Come on Cami!" At the sound of her name being shortened her rage boiled
over and her whole leg jerked in Sean's hands. She knew she had hit a sore spot
with saying Cami, she grabbed both legs and started repeating the shortened version.
With each scream Cameron let out her legs jerked. When she collapsed in exhaustion
Sean pulled her into her arms and hugged her.
"See you did it! You moved
your legs for the second time!" Cameron was breathing heavy then stopped
all movement in her body.
"Breathe before you pass
out on me."
After she took a deep breath she
asked. "What do you mean the second time?"
"When you were dreaming you
kept kicking me in my legs. Cameron there is no physical reason why you shouldn't
be able to walk. I have your X-rays, there's no damage to your spinal cord."
"But the doctor said I would
never walk again, I have his results at home along with all the X-rays and MRI's
Something didn't sound right to
Sean. "Lets go to your house, I want to see these test results he did."
Sean held the X-ray up to the
light, Cameron heard her sigh and then put the X-ray back in the folder. She turned
to look at her with a strange look on her face.
"Cameron, what's this doctors
"Ronald Hutchinson, he's
suppose to be the best there is for spinal cord damage."
"Come on over here, I want
to show you something." She pulled her copy of Cameron's x-rays out and then
the ones from the other doctor. Placing them so that they lay on top of each other
she held them up to the light. "Now look at these and tell me what you see."
"One's bigger than the other,
maybe it was taken from a different angle?" She questioned.
"Nope." A wicked gleam
came into silvery blue eyes. "I've seen you up close and personal and there
is no way in hell these are your hips!" Running her finger at a certain point
she showed her the differences between the two. "Unless your dick fell off
between when this was taken and now, this doctor has a lot of explaining to do."
"FUCK! That son of a bitch!"
She yelled at the top of her lungs. "My father and Cory hired that doctor
when I was just out of the hospital. I took his word for it!"
"Hold on a minute and let
me check something out." She grabbed the phone and called her brother at
the office and had him check for the doctor in all of the listings for specialists.
After she hung up she turned to Cameron with a raised eyebrow.
"He's not listed as a doctor
anywhere. Fight this! Prove them wrong by walking again, make them eat their words."
She watched as Cameron scrubbed her face with her hands. Her jaws clenched tight,
a rippling of muscles started out at her wrists all the way through her body.
"They'll pay for this, I
swear they will!"
Weeks went by with Cameron doing
her therapy both by herself and with Sean at her gym. She had gotten to where
she could lift her legs a little distance off the floor. After her work out they
were sitting on Sean's couch passing a carton of chocolate milk back and forth
"Can I ask you something?
Why do you get so pissed when I call you Cami?" She saw the anger flash through
her eyes, a growl rumbled in her chest.
"My father named me after
his fucking dog! I'm his only kid and he can't come up with any other fucking
name than his dogs!"
"Did you ever ask him why
he did it?"
"Ohh yeah, he said that they
didn't have the time to come up with a name for me. Nine fucking months to come
up with a name and they didn't have time?" She screamed as tears fell from
her eyes to trail down her cheeks. "You want to hear about my childhood and
my life leading up to the accident? I'll tell you and then you'll know why I have
so much hate and rage in my heart that there's no room for anything else."
Here entire body shook with her sobs; Sean pulled her into her arms and held her
as she told her all about her life.
"You know why I freaked out
that day when I woke up with you in bed with me? Because Cory tried to force me
into having sex! He said I was useless and he wanted paid for taking care of me.
He held me down on the bed and tried to rape me! From the very beginning he abused
me and I accepted it all up until he tried that!" She felt Sean's body tense
up with her words. "Check the records of how many times I had to have a nurse
or doctor come over and put sutures in me. He always told them I had fallen when
it was he who put all the cuts and gashes on my body."
Sean held her closer, running
her hands through her hair she leaned down and placed a kiss on top of her head.
"It's OK, I'm here and they'll
never hurt you again. I give you my word." Her heart felt like it had been
ripped from her chest when she listened to everything that Cameron had gone through
in her life. She would love to get all these people in one room and beat the shit
out of them. What really pissed her off was the contract that her father had signed
using her inheritance and her body so to speak for his own purposes. She had a
friend who was a top-notch lawyer, she was going to make a phone call and see
what could be done about all this shit. She looked down to see green eyes closed;
Cameron's breathing was deep and even. She carried her to her bed and tucked her
in. She left a note on the nightstand and went to see her brother.
"Hey Lou, that Hutchinson
guy pulled a real good one on Cameron. I want his ass!" She put all of the
paperwork from Cameron on the desk. "This is all from the county hospital,
he's probably an X-ray tech or something. Can you check it out for me?"
"Sure Sis I'll get right
on it." He leaned back in his chair and took a good look at her. "She's
gotten to you hasn't she? She's melting that ice formation around your heart."
"What makes you say that?"
"Ohh because you spend all
your time with her, you took her to see Momma and now you want to check into this
She dropped down into one of the
chairs and sighed. She examined her feelings and realized that she did care deeply
for the little spitfire. Bad attitude, temper, mouthiness and all. She couldn't
wait to see her and she was happiest when they were together.
"So maybe she has, what's
the big deal?"
Lou chuckled at her. "Because
Wee one, no one has ever gotten through to 'The Nightmare' before."
"We're just friends, besides
"Like that makes a difference
where the heart is concerned." Lou remarked as he looked through the paper
work she had brought. "You know Mamma asked about her the other day?"
Sean leaned forward in her chair, now she knew that she was in trouble if their
Momma had inquired about Cameron.
"Please tell me Momma's not
playing match maker!"
Lou snorted at her; raising his
twinkling blue eyes he batted his long dark lashes at her. "Wee one, Momma
says you two took all the fun away from her and now she's out of a job! Now I'm
going to quote what she said." Slipping in to his mothers accent he quoted.
"Shoulda puts those lasses across from nother. Gave me a sore neck they did
with all those glances they was doin."
Sean couldn't help but laugh at
her brother; he was hilarious when he mimicked their Momma. Even funnier when
Momma caught him doing it.
"Wait there's more."
Back to the accent he went. "Tell me Wee one that's she has a four leaf clover
in that Short stuff and not ta lets her get away. Ya only gets the one in a life
Sean groaned. "Next Momma's
going to sprinkle Fairy dust on us."
"Sis you ate at Momma's so
I think she already got you with the fairy dust!"
"You're probably right, I
have to get going I left Cameron sleeping and she doesn't have a wheelchair in
the bedroom at my house."
"And where is she sleeping?"
He wiggled his dark eyebrows.
"In my bed! Okay?"
She could hear his chuckles all
the way down the hallway of their office. "Little troll. I hope a Blarney
stone falls out of the sky and lands on your head." She mumbled under her
When she got outside Lou was at
an open window singing with his baritone voice an Irish love ballad.
"Aaahh go sing it to your
wife!" She yelled to him.
"I did that's how I got two
kids!" He went back to his singing until she pulled away in her Blazer.
Cameron woke up and looked around
her, she realized that she was in Sean's bed. Rolling onto her side she pulled
the pillow up to her face and took a deep breath, she could smell Sean's spicy
scent and the smell that was all Sean. A huge smile came to her lips; she sighed
deeply and hugged the pillow closer. She felt a warmth surround her heart when
she thought of the tall beautiful woman with silvery blue eyes. She had hated
her at first but it had changed when she wouldn't give up on her. Even when she
was screaming and yelling Sean didn't run away like every one else had. She loved
it when she would give her that look with the raised eyebrow and cocky grin. Raising
up on one elbow, her brows dropped over the bridge of her nose. "Do I love
her?" She asked out loud. "Have I fallen for tall dark and nightmarish?"
She felt her heart flutter just thinking about her, she busted up laughing when
she realized that she had in deed fallen in love with Sean. "Who would have
figured that I wasn't as straight as I thought!" She hugged Sean's pillow
to her chest and drifted off dreaming about strong fingers touching her body.
Sean stood in the doorway for
a moment watching Cameron sleep; she crept over to her bed and sat on the edge
to look down into a peaceful face. The bruise on her cheek had faded completely
as well as the dark circles that had been under her expressive green eyes. Sean
looked at the bare thigh that was exposed from where the covers had been pulled
away. Muscle tone had returned and she could see definition where once before
there was nothing. Running her fingertips up the warm soft skin she heard a small
sigh whisper from Cameron's parted lips. Day by day more feeling was returning
to her legs, the emotional blocks being knocked away a little bit at a time. It
was amazing what the mind could do to a persons body; it was almost like a form
of Hypochondria. She knew of people that swore they had ailments but science couldn't
find proof of it. And here was a healthy woman who had a phony doctor convince
her that she would never walk again, combined with her own way of running away
from abusive parents and an asshole fiancee. Sean wished that she had been there
from the very beginning instead of two years later after so much emotional damage
had been done. But she was here now and no one would ever hurt this beautiful
She felt her heart being pulled
to the warm soft body in her bed, kicking her boots of she spooned against Cameron's
back pulling her close to her chest. She felt Cameron move her hand from where
it lay across a firm stomach to be kissed by soft moist lips then tucked under
her chin. Sean sighed as she buried her face into strawberry scented hair then
drifted of to sleep wrapped around the woman she loved.
Cameron woke to mother nature
screaming her name, she moaned at the sharp pains coming from her bladder. When
she opened her eyes all she saw was pitch black and felt something really warm
under her. During their nap she had some how rolled on top of Sean's back and
the blackness was where she had buried her face into the back of Sean's neck.
Leaning forward she whispered into a small delicate ear.
"Wee one wake up."
"Five more minutes."
"Five more seconds and I'm
gonna wet the bed." She leaned forward and bit Sean's ear, blue eyes shot
"Come on Wee one, Mother
Nature is screaming like a Banshee here."
"Ohh shit! Climb on."
Cameron wrapped her arms around
Sean's shoulders and rode piggyback across the bedroom to the bathroom. Sean stood
with her back to her until she told her that she was done, she bent down so that
Cameron could put her arms around her neck and hold on while she pulled her shorts
up for her. Their faces were mere inches apart that they could feel each others
warm breath, hearts pounded quicker as their eyes locked on to each other. Sean
ran her hands down smooth thighs and wrapped them around her hips.
Cameron pulled herself tighter against Sean's body, their breasts rubbing against
each other that it made their blood sing. Sean was finding it hard to breathe
because of the way her body was reacting, what made it worse was when Cameron
put her face against her neck. Her knees almost gave out when she felt the combination
of warm moist lips and breath touching her skin. She cleared her voice to cover
up the moan that escaped her lips.
"Are you hungry? I can make
us some steaks on the grill for supper." She almost fell over when Cameron
spoke into her neck, all her blood rushed to dance around her throbbing center
while little tremors went through her body. She hoped Cameron didn't notice it.
Cameron couldn't help but smile
against Sean's warm neck when she felt her body betray her. She had been testing
the waters and now knew that they were raging. Now wasn't the time to jump in,
she would wait until the time was right. She had to make sure that Sean's feelings
were the same as hers were. "I'm going to tease you until you can't stand
it no more!" She told herself.
It was Memorial Day and it was
a family custom that all of the Mathew's gathered for a BBQ at Momma's house.
Sean knew that Cameron would be all alone at home since she no longer had anything
to do with her family and the asshole was married. So she went over and picked
her up but wouldn't tell her what they were doing, all she said was that Momma
wanted them to come over for supper. She didn't want to scare her by telling her
that the whole clan would be there complete with aunts, uncles, and cousins. When
she pulled her Blazer up near the house Cameron's green eyes grew huge; cars and
trucks lined both sides of the street for a good two-block distance.
"Sean what the hell is going
"Oh it's the reenactment
of Brave heart and I get to play Sir William Wallace."
"That's funny, since HE LOST
HIS HEAD! Which will really happen to YOU if you don't take me back home!"
"Ohh boy! You know how I
would love to lose my head?" A lecherous grin came to her lips, her voice
lowered and deepened to a purr. "With my thighs wrapped around someone else's
head. I can guarantee that my head would fly right off!"
"Must be an awful long time
since you've gotten any if your head will blow off!" Cameron gave her a wicked
smile then chuckled when she got the raised eyebrow.
"I'll have you know that
women fall at my feet all the time."
"Tripping them doesn't count."
"I don't trip them, it's
the rope I pull across the sidewalk."
Cameron snickered then asked her
if they were going to sit in the Blazer all day or if she was going to get the
chance to take her head off with a claymore.
She had never seen so many Scottish
and Irish men and women in one place before, she could pick out the Gaelic and
Scottish language woven in with the English. The lilting of old Irish ballads
played on a CD player by the back door giving the back yard the feel of the old
country. She could spot Sean's family very easily amongst the others; they were
what are known as black Irish while the rest of the mixture of people were all
fair in hair and eye color. She watched as six foot of Irish pervert came towards
her with two Black and Tans and a huge toothy smile. Her heart fluttered in her
chest at the site of this woman. Returning the smile she accepted the ale from
"Momma says we can drink,
'cuz if we get drunk she'll just drag us into a big pile and throw a tarp over
all of us until morning. That way she doesn't have to worry about none of us driving
home." She dropped down to the grass beside Cameron's wheelchair and leaned
against the wheel with her shoulder. They sat in comfortable silence and watched
the kids chase each other around the yard. Cameron watch her as she tossed a ball
back to one of the little ones, putting her hand over the side of her chair she
ran her fingers through silky black hair. This was the first time she would do
this other than when Sean was asleep; she often ran her fingers through her hair
and watched her sleep. She loved how she looked so at peace and the crinkles at
the corners of her eyes smoothed out. When Sean looked up at her she saw so many
emotions travel across her face and eyes, she would have saw more but a little
one looking very much like Sean's double grabbed her by the hand.
In her tiny voice the little one
called to Sean.
"Aunt S'awn, Da says Keg
Sean gave her a sweet smile and
nodded. "You gonna help me up Lil Meg?" Meg grabbed Sean's large hand
with both of hers and pulled with all of her three-year-old strength. Little grunts
came from her as she pulled and tugged on her Aunts hand. Sean laughed then got
to her feet. "Meg why don't you stay here and keep Cameron company until
I get back."
Cameron looked down into wide
pale blue eyes like Sean's, right off she knew this must be Lou's little girl.
Before she could say a word Meg moved between the footrests of her chair, placing
her elbows on Cameron's thighs she rested her chin on joined hands. Meg tilted
her head at an angle and looked into warm green eyes flecked with gold.
"Amron ya know what my Da
says? That aunt S'awn said she's in love with you."
Cameron's heart did a flip in
her chest. "Ohh is that so, well what else does your aunt say?" She
was going to get all of Sean's little secrets.
"She says your boodiful and
have a nice ass."
Cameron was dying from not busting
out with laughter. She watched as Sean came back towards them. She was a foot
away when Meg informed Cameron. "She wants ta give you a tongue bath to!"
In a split second Sean's face turned beet red and her mouth fell open, she looked
from her niece to a laughing little blonde. Meg was in mid sentence of revealing
more when Sean covered her little mouth with her hand, she picked her up and carried
her away. Cameron's heart fluttered in her chest from the revelations she had
just learned from Meg. Tingles ran through her body when she saw a still red Sean
coming her way with her head lowered. She stopped in front of Cameron, covering
her mouth with her hand she glanced up from her lowered head.
"Kids say the damnedest things."
She whispered loud enough for only Cameron to hear.
"Come here Wee one."
Cameron motioned for her to kneel in front of her. Sean kneeled down like she
was waiting for the executioner; two fingers lifted her face up to see darkened
"The truth comes from the
mouths of babes." Cupping Sean's face between her hands Cameron leaned forward
and brought their lips together for their first kiss. It was soft and gentle,
the slight movement of warm lips touching almost chaste in a way. When Cameron
pulled back and watched silvery blue eyes open to show nothing but love for her.
She went back for more. Placing numerous kisses on Sean's lips she made her way
across her jaw to her neck. When she came to her ear she asked in a whisper. "Tell
me." She felt Sean take a deep breath then let it out as she pulled back
to look into green eyes.
Barley over a whisper she revealed
her heart. "Ronnie, I'm in love with you." She waited to see what would
happen and was shocked when tears filled Cameron's eyes and flowed down her cheeks.
She started to get up but was stopped and pulled forward where her mouth was captured
by Cameron's lips. She felt a warm wet tongue run across her bottom lip then trace
the area between top and bottom asking for entrance. She opened her lips and moaned
when she felt Cameron's tongue slip in and caress hers, for long minutes they
explored each others recesses with their tongues. Low moans came from them both
as they wrapped their arms around each other. They came apart when a loud cheer
was heard from behind them. Sean dropped her head into Cameron's lap and groaned,
leaning over at her waist Cameron laid her forehead on Sean's back. She looked
up in time to see Lou high five Lil Meg.
"Wee one, we were set up
Sean lifted her head from Cameron's
lap, looking under her arm she watched her brother hug and kiss his daughter and
then give her the thumbs up which she returned to him.
"Conniving little trolls!"
Small hands cupped her face; one
hand brushed her hair from her eyes to travel through the silky mass to the back
of her neck.
"Wee one?" Green dropped
down into her line of vision. "I'm in love with you." Sean pulled her
in for a kiss that had sparks flying from their bodies. Momma elbowed Lou in his
side and slapped her hands together once. "It be like two storm fronts hitting
it is, bout damn time to! Wee one be so dimwitted. Ain't that right Meg?"
"Granny they sucking face?"
She asked as she pointed at the two women.
"Lou, who be teaching her
to speak like that?" Lou pointed right at Sean and Meg pointed at her father.
"I shoulda known, the Wee
folks ta blame again!" She threw her hands in the air and walked away.
Momma watched as Sean sitting
in the wheelchair cradled Cameron in her lap. They had one plate of food in front
of them and took turns feeding each other. Every time Cameron would put something
in Sean's mouth she would cover her ears with her hands. Momma turned at the sound
of a light chuckle to see her daughter in-law Dana holding her daughter Meg and
her son Michael holding on to her hand. Where Lou was tall and dark Dana was fair
and short, her long reddish blonde hair and green eyes came out in their son where
Meg took after her father. Momma could see that both her son and daughter had
the same taste in women.
"Sean must be humming?"
Dana nodded her head to where Cameron had just covered her ears.
"Aye, she does it to drive
her lass nuts, but short stuff gets back at her by slurpin. They be toddlers."
Standing in the bathroom with
Cameron wrapped around her like a second skin they were in the middle of a deep
kiss when Sean went completely ridged. Breaking the kiss she looked down to see
a little body wrapped around her leg, blue eyes looked up at them.
"Aunt S'awn you given Amron
a tongue bath?"
Cameron started laughing so hard
that tears welled in her eyes.
"Uuuhhmm...not yet. You want
one?" A little dark head nodded frantically. Sean kneeled down and licked
the side of Meg's face. Meg squealed and took off out the door yelling that she
got a tongue bath from aunt S'awn.
"And here I thought a tongue
bath was something completely different!" Cameron pouted.
"When it comes to you it's
exactly what you were thinking. Want a sample?" Before she could say anything
Sean started licking her neck at her pulse point. She froze when she heard someone
clearing their throat behind them.
"Hi Momma, we were aaahhh..."
"Just leaving...Yep all finished
in here." Cameron replied with a high strained voice. As they made their
way back outside Cameron reached between their bodies and tweaked Sean's nipple.
"Momma's gonna kick us both in the ass!"
"Because Meg just licked
the whole side of her face!"
Just as they made it out the door
Momma yelled Sean's name and then some thing in Gaelic.
"Well, that's a plus!"
"What did she say?"
"Ohh she just put a curse
on me, that my tongue swell twice its size."
"I hope it works quick and
lasts for days!" Cameron whispered into Sean's ear before she stuck her tongue
inside it. Sean almost fell to her knees, she was already highly aroused from
all their kissing and touching, she was so wet that she could feel it with every
step she took.
"Gods Ronnie! Do that again
and I'm going to come right here in front of all my relatives!"
"Can't have that! Besides
I want you naked and on your back." Sean moaned deep in her chest and high
tailed it towards her Blazer. "What about my wheelchair?"
"You won't need one for a
The whole way home Cameron teased
the hell out of Sean, when they pulled into the driveway she didn't even bother
to close her Blazers doors. She used her foot to kick the front door closed then
took off to the bedroom. The whole way there Cameron was making busy with her
hands, she had managed to get Sean's Levi's unbuttoned and unzipped before they
got in the room. With every step Sean took her Levi's slid down her legs, two
foot from the bed they tangled around her ankles tripping her. She turned sideways
at the last second and they hit the bed with an OOMMFF!
They came together in a hungry
kiss, all of their love and passion for each other went into it leaving them gasping
for air. Sean freed her feet from her boots and Levi's. On her knees she moved
them further onto the bed. She found out real fast that Cameron was no where near
as shy as she had first thought. She was an animal! She ripped Sean's T-shirt
right off her body and threw it across the room. Taking a nipple between her lips
she sucked while rolling the twin between her fingers. Sean's head dropped to
almost touch the bed, her arms where starting to shake from stress and what Cameron
was doing to her. The next thing she knew the inside of her elbow was hit by a
small hand and she was falling over onto her side. Cameron pushed her over onto
her back then dragged herself on top off Sean's chest, using what control she
had of her legs and with the help of two large hands she straddled Sean's stomach.
She felt Sean's hips thrust up when her wetness ran across her stomach. With her
stomach muscles flexing she heard Cameron moan deeply. Putting her hands on her
hips she moved her against her stomach as she flexed her muscles. Cameron leaned
forward to invade her mouth with her tongue; it was wet and sloppy and very arousing.
Sean flipped them over and slipped
her thigh between Cameron's, Pulling one of her legs up she put it over her hip
and held it there. Wrapping her leg under the other one she was able so stimulate
herself as well as her lover. She undulated her hips slowly at first, while she
kissed and licked her lovers breasts. Cameron wrapped her fingers into long silky
hair and pushed her lovers head down to where she was throbbing with need.
"I want my tongue bath."
She ordered between moans. Blue eyes darkened from being aroused kept sight of
green as she licked her way down to soft blonde curls. She was just about to take
her first taste when Cameron spun around on the bed; she pushed Sean's one leg
up and brought it over her shoulder. Sean was far past shock; she was with someone
who was more aggressive than herself. Her hips jerked when she felt a wet tongue
slip between her throbbing lips.
"Oh Gods!!" Her hips
thrust forward towards Cameron's face. Pushing her face between Cameron's thighs
she ran her tongue across wet lips, then deeper between them. With her first taste
she moaned against her and felt movement against her chin. Licking harder she
started to hum, minutes later two bodies thrusting against each other reached
the pinnacle together. Muscles tightened then rippled as the first waves of their
shared climaxes roared through them. With each wave Cameron's leg pulled her lover
against her center. Sean untangled their bodies and buried her face into her lovers
wetness; plunging her tongue into her center she flicked the swollen bundle of
nerves with her middle finger. Cameron's back arched off the bed as another orgasm
rushed through her body. Wee one tore from her chest in a loud scream then she
broke down in something between a sob and a laugh. Sean crawled up her body and
pulled her into her arms, kissing the tears from her face she told her how much
she loved her.
What had started out as giving
comfort turned to them making love slowly, worshipping each other's bodies till
they fell exhausted and satisfied to the dream world.
Lou had promised Momma that he
would take Cameron's wheelchair over to her. As was normal none of them ever knocked
on each others doors, so he just waltz right in and pushed the wheelchair to where
he heard music coming from his sisters therapy room. He stopped in the doorway
to see Cameron sitting on the leg machine that worked the outer thigh area by
pressing the legs against pads on the inside of each thigh and bringing them together.
What turned his face beet red was Sean with her face buried between thighs and
the look of rapture on Cameron's face. His jaw dropped and he left out a loud
gasp that Cameron's sensitive ears picked up. She peeked from slit eyes to see
him standing in the doorway. She panicked and slammed her thighs together smashing
Sean's head between the steel bars. Lou covered his eyes and busted out laughing
as his sister struggled to get her head unstuck from the machine. She pulled so
hard that she fell backward landing on her back.
"Why'd you..." She stopped
in mid sentence when she heard laughing and her lover pointing towards the door.
Tipping her head back she saw Lou, she got to her knees and moved backwards to
block his view of her lovers assets.
"Don't you know how to knock!?!
Gods I can't believe...Fuck me!" She groaned as she rubbed her head where
the pads had hit her.
"EEEEWWW I'm not fucking
you! That's Cameron's job." He peeked from between his fingers at them and
busted out laughing again. Tears flowed down his face as he made his way to the
front door. Sean began to laugh herself when she though about how she must have
looked with her head stuck. She fell sideways onto the floor laughing hysterically
and was joined by an equally hysterical little blonde.
"I'm sorry baby." Cameron
said as she kissed the red mark that went form temple to jaw. "He scared
me and it was reflex." She turned her lovers head and kissed the other side.
"I'll make it up to you." She licked the edge of Sean's ear, working
her tongue closer and closer until she slipped it inside and moved it in and out.
"Oohh...my Gods...I'm going...RONNIEEE!"
Her back arched as a strong climax slammed her body. She felt her lover gasp and
jerk beside her as her own climax took her. Sean pulled her lover on top of her
chest and felt the tremors ripple through her body. When they could both breath
easily Sean revealed something that amazed her. "You know this has never
happened to me before." Cameron leaned up to look into blue eyes. "What
your head getting slammed by a leg machine?" She gave her a wicked grin.
"Nooo!" She pinched her lovers rear. "I mean like what just happened,
you climaxed and I wasn't even touching you."
Cameron pulled her lower lip into
her mouth to think, when a thought came to her she released it to give Sean a
huge smile that made the sides of her nose wrinkle in an adoring way. "We're
"Right to the soul! I love
She chuckled at her lovers nickname
for her. "I love you to Seannie!"
They lay in each other's arms
relaxing and listening to the radio.
Lou had gathered all of the records
from his employees concerning Cameron's injuries over the last two years plus
the information on the phony Dr. Ronald Huchinson and gave them to his sister.
She now sat at her kitchen table and made notes of each injury incident, the care
given and who performed the service. Her blood pressure rose to the point that
the capillaries in her eyes burst. The vein at her temple throbbed with every
heartbeat; she was ready to blow her top! She read one of the reports out loud.
"The injury was reported to the authorities by myself Heidi Samms. When the
police showed up they left without seeing Cameron. Her fiancé Cory went
outside and spoke to the police officers. They left soon afterwards. I spoke to
Cameron about it and she told me that Cory and his father are lawyers. In addition,
his father is a Former District Attorney. He tells the police that she is crippled
and falls while getting in and out of her wheelchair. She told me on this instance
that he hit her with his fist and then threw her from her chair onto the floor.
I asked her if she had informed anyone such as her parents of the on going abuse
and she told me she had and that they said not to make him mad and he won't hurt
you. With this visit I had to put five sutures in the left side of her head above
her ear and wrapped her ribs where the had been bruised.
Sean slammed the file down on
the table and roared like a vicious animal. Grabbing her keys, she ran from her
house, she needed to get all of Cameron's X-rays from her and the ones from the
office. Her lawyer friend was supposed to meet with them in an hour to discuss
what could if anything be done about all the stuff her lover had gone through.
She pulled into Cameron's driveway
but left her Blazer running. She went around to the back door and went in. Cameron
was in her bedroom watching her small TV.
"Hey baby, you ready to go?"
She leaned down to give her a soft kiss. "After our meeting maybe we can
play with the gym equipment?" She wiggled her dark brows at her hoping she
"Sorry, I don't play with
perverts." She had a very serious look on her face. "But I can tease
the hell out of them!" Her green eyes darkened right before she ran her hand
up between Sean's legs.
"And you do it so well! Come
on Short stuff we have a date to make." She let her wrap her arms and legs
around her which had become her lovers favorite way of being carried around. After
grabbing the X-rays and reports they went out the back door.
"Wait! I forgot something."
"Oohh this." Cameron
pulled her into a breath stealing kiss that had Sean hearing bells go off in her
head. When Cameron released her she had to lean up against the side of the house
to catch her breath.
"Ronnie my Gods, I almost
passed out! But I want you to do it again later." She gave her a quick kiss
and went to her Blazer.
"You know Ronnie, your are
a bad influence on me?"
She placed her in the passenger
seat and belted her in. "How so baby?"
"Well, before you I had no
interest in sex what's so ever. Never even tried it!"
"And now?" Dark brows
rose into her hairline.
"Oohh three or four times
a day would keep me happy."
"We'd never get out of bed!
Who would feed us?"
"Lou. After all he's already
"And you call me a pervert."
She gave her a deep lingering kiss then several small ones before she closed the
They swung by the office and picked
up the X-rays then headed back to Sean's to meet with her friend. They still had
about 30 minutes before she would get there. Cameron was in the living room watching
TV while Sean was in the back in her small office working on the reports.
Cameron didn't pay any attention
to the front door opening behind her since none of Sean's family ever knocked.
So she just waved her hand over her head and said hello to whom ever it was. She
froze when she felt an arm come across her neck and pull her into the back of
the couch. She grabbed the arm and tried to break free.
"I saw you kissing that Dyke!
You wouldn't give me the time of day but your fucking her!" Cory hissed into
her ear. She panicked and tried to pull his arm away but he was ready for her,
he pulled his hand back and punched her in her cheek. She saw stars instantly
from the blow, she tried to scream for Sean but he had her throat closed off.
She started to thrash around, her legs moved on their own and made contact with
the floor. Pushing as hard as she could she came up under his chin with the top
of her head. The pain in his face made him loose his grip on her and she was able
to yell Sean's name.
Sean heard her lover and was going
to finish with the report before going to check on her until she heard a loud
crash come from the living room.
"Ronnie!!" She came
running down the hall in time to see Cory punch her and then throw her lover over
the coffee table.
Her eyes turned pure silver; she
let out a roar that caused Ronnie to cringe with fear. Cory turned to see her
throw a full body block on him, he bounced off the wall back towards her. Grabbing
him by his throat she used her other hand on his crotch and pressed him over her
head and slammed him onto the floor. He laid there gasping for air with his eyes
rolled up into his head. For good measure she punted his manhood and hoped that
it lodged in his throat somewhere.
Cameron was laying on her side
with one hand holding her back. Tears flowed down her face and into the gash she
had over her right cheekbone. Sean fell on her knees beside her and carefully
ran her hands over her back.
"Do you feel any pain or
tingling in you back or legs?"
Growling between clenched teeth
she answered her lover. "What I feel is enough rage right now to walk over
there and kick his fucking head in!"
"Stay right here, I'm calling
the police and this time the son of a bitch is going to jail!"
Sean could have only been out
of the room for two minutes to get the cordless phone, when she came back in Cameron
was standing over Cory and aimed her foot at his head and kicked him like a soccer
Sean whispered her name; fiery
green eyes turned to look at her.
Cameron looked down at her feet
then back at her lover, with stumbling steps she walked to Sean and fell into
her arms sobbing. Tears ran down their cheeks as they held onto each other.
"You did it Ronnie, you walked!"
Placing dozens of kisses on her face she hugged her tight. "I love you Ronnie."
"I love you to Sean!"
She pulled back to look into tear filled blue eyes. "Promise me that he'll
go to jail."
"I promise! He'll never hurt
you again." She dialed 911 and gave them the information they needed then
Sean was sitting on the front
steps with her lover cuddled up on her lap when the police and her friend showed
"Get that piece of shit out
of our house! And we will be filling charges against him."
Cameron watched as a small woman
about her age came running up to them, her long curly blonde hair whipping around
her face as she moved.
"Hey Janice, you missed all
the fun! Ronnie this is Janice O'Malley my cousin and the prosecuting attorney
and this is my lover Cameron Dargan"
"What the hell happened?"
She asked when she saw the bruises on Cameron and then the police dragging Cory
out in hand cuffs.
"That piece of shit came
in and attacked my lover when I was in my office in back. So I took him down for
"But who is he?"
Cameron cleared her throat before
speaking. "My ex-fiancee Peter Cory, the same asshole who abused me for over
two years and the one that with the help of my father hired the so called Dr.
"Shit! The Peter Cory of
Cory, Cory and Frederickson?"
"That's him. Or was? When
I get done with him and my father they'll both be cell mates!"
"Let's go inside and talk
about this, Ronnie do you want me to carry you?"
"Maybe later, I want to try
to make it all the way to your office."
With Sean holding onto her arm
Cameron walked slowly the entire way to her office then sat on the small love
seat that was on the one wall. Janice looked at all the paperwork that Sean had
plus the original will and testament that Cameron's grandmother had made out making
Cameron sole beneficiary of all her possessions and 25 million dollars. Janice
whistled under her breath.
"Let me get this straight.
Your father took all of your money and put it into an account that you have no
idea where. Then he signed a contract with the Cory's law firm that when you married
Peter Cory they would get your 25 million and they wouldn't take your fathers
law firm but become partners? And the night of your engagement party Peter Cory
was driving drunk, he started to beat you while he was driving and that's when
he lost control of the car. He walked away with out a scratch but you suffered
serious damage to you back making you wheelchair bound for over two years. He
wasn't charged with anything because of his father pulling strings. Then comes
in the phony doctor with stolen files from the hospital to convince you that you
will never walk again." She took a deep breath and pushed her hair behind
"Sean I hope you mangled him good for what he did! Next thing is the reports
on the beatings and such. I can get the records from the police going by the dates
to get the responding officers names. In the morning I'll see the judge about
getting a warrant to get all of the tax papers, bank records and every tiny little
scrap of paper that your father and the Cory's firm has. I'll find your money
for you and put these assholes behind bars for a long time. Leaning back in the
chair Janice gave them both a big smile showing even white teeth.
"You know were talking grand
theft, bribery, malicious intent, reckless endangerment, falsifying documents
etc....that's just the stuff off the top of my head! Oh and drunk driving, abuse,
attempted murder, Assault and trespassing for today." She shook her head
"Ya knows lass, Momma's ta
plant a foot in yar arse fer the trouble ya gets yerself inta. It be a good thing
ya have family in high places it does."
Cameron gave them both a look
of surprise. "Sean is there anyone you're not related to?"
"Oohh a couple here and there."
Cameron dropped her head; a pensive
look came over her face. She sat silently for minutes, that had both Janice and
Sean a little worried.
"Janice can you do name changes?"
"Yeah, It's just paperwork
and then seeing a judge who will rule that your not changing your name to hide
from prosecution or anything."
Sean joined her on the love seat,
taking her face in both of her hands she looked into mischievous eyes.
"What are you thinking Short
She gripped Sean's hands with
her own, bringing them to her lips she kissed each palm before holding them to
"I want to get rid of the
past, I want to start my new life with a new name."
"What do you have in mind?"
Pale blue eyes searched her lovers face.
"Ronnie for starters."
They communicated without words; tears welled in their eyes. "I've given
you my heart and soul, It would mean the world to me if you would take my last
name to." Cameron jumped into Sean's arms, taking her mouth in a kiss like
she had given her earlier. Janice was shocked when Sean fell onto the floor gasping
for air with a little blonde laying on top of her snickering.
"Is someone going to clue
me in here or am I supposed to guess?"
Between gasps and the bells ringing
in her ears Sean told Janice that her lover would be taking Mathew as her last
name. Janice told them that as soon as she got to her office she would start on
the paperwork to get everything rolling and would give them a call the next day.
Sean went into the top drawer
of her dresser and pulled out a small black box, opening the box she smiled as
she looked at the wide solid gold wedding bands with alternating emeralds and
sapphires circling the bands. Ronnie was still sleeping from their little celebration
of her new life and just because it had been a half dozen or so hours since the
last time they had made love. Crawling up next to her she whispered into her ear,
she got a grunt and watched as Ronnie pulled a pillow over her head. She searched
under the pillow for her left hand and slipped one of the rings onto her finger.
"I know your awake Short stuff, I love you. Will you marry me?"
Raising her voice an octave she answered herself. "I love you to Sean and
yes I'll marry you! Have I told you how good you are in bed?" A pillow smacked
her in the face.
"Have I told you that you're
completely insane and so un-romantic?" She looked down at her finger and
tears came to her eyes. "It's beautiful and yes I'll marry you. We really
have to work on your romancing."
"I'm more in to the blunt
to the point type romancing." She sighed and dropped her head down onto Ronnie's
chest. "Who's gonna tell Momma?"
"We'll tell her later. Right
now we're going to celebrate!" Sean groaned as a little blonde pounced on
Music blared in the gym, the sound
of weight plates clanging against each other along with grunts. Sean lay on the
bench with 200 pounds on the bar, her knees bent and her ankles crossed. Ronnie
stood behind the bench spotting her, each time Sean lowered the bar her lovers
eyes grew large as she watched Sean's shoulder and pectoral muscles ripple with
the stress of the exercise.
Sean's face was turning red from struggling to rack the bar.
"Sorry, I was ahh..."
Ronnie was still looking at her lovers chest and never even saw the bar lowering
to rest there. Sean's voice had raised to a squeak to get her lovers attention.
"Ohh geez Wee one, hold on
With her voice sounding like a
cartoon character she pleaded. "Off...get it...OFF!" Ronnie pushed on
one end of the bar and tipped it off Sean's heaving chest. Straddling her hips
she ran her fingers across Sean's hard pecs. "Are you hurt, I don't understand
why that happened?" Massaging soft flesh lower on her lovers chest she felt
nipples harden against her palms. "You only did five reps today and yesterday
you did ten." Sean slipped her fingers into the waistband of Ronnie's nylon
shorts and pulled them down over her hips to reveal bare flesh and a thin line
of blonde curls.
"Yesterday you had underwear
on and you didn't stand over my face!"
"Ooopps! Did I distract you
"I'll show you what you did!"
Taking her one hand she pushed it under her waistband and between her thighs.
Ronnie moaned when her fingers slid through warm wetness. "Want me to fix
your little problem?" Ronnie didn't wait for an answer; she pulled her lovers
shorts off and kissed her way up her long muscular thighs until she came to dark
curls glistening with moisture. Pulling Sean's legs up to rest over her shoulders
she held tight onto her hips. Sean's back arched up off the bench; she rested
on her shoulder blades while her lover lapped at her throbbing center.
Janice struggled with all the
file folders she had in her hands, after juggling them to rest on one leg she
was able to get the front door open. Finding a spot to let them drop she headed
down the hall to the small office. She was whistling a song that she absolutely
hated and wondered why that always happened. Hearing music playing she swung into
the room and stopped dead in her tracks just in time to see and hear her cousins
She covered her face with both
hands and spun around, thinking to herself that she should have listened to her
horoscope that morning and went on vacation to a secluded island.
Sean had a feeling that she was
being watched, she opened her eyes to just slits. She looked at her lover who
was happily licking away the remains of her climax, blue eyes traveled up to see
her cousin standing with her back to them.
"Fuck Ronnie!!!" She
crushed her lovers head between her thighs and rolled them onto the floor, Sean
was now on top with Ronnie on her back with her face buried. Sean struggled to
reach her shorts that were laying on the floor.
Janice held in her chuckles, she
could hear them trying to get themselves presentable. She slowly made her way
in the direction that she thought the door was, on the first try she smacked into
the wall next to it and on the next try she did somewhat better and only hit the
door jam before she made it out into the hallway. She would wait for them in the
kitchen because she knew that she wouldn't be able to keep from laughing.
Sean was trying her damnedest
to get up but Ronnie wouldn't let go of her hips. "Ronnie stop...we have...OOHHH
GODS!" Tremors tore through her body as she was brought to another climax,
this one stronger than the last. She fell onto her side gasping for air as the
last pulsation's hit her center. Ronnie crawled up her body, covering her thigh
with her wetness. Capturing Sean's mouth in a teeth gnashing lip bruising kiss
as she ground her center into a muscular thigh. Within minutes she was screaming
her lovers name into her sweat dampened neck. In between trying to catch her breath
Sean told her that Janice had saw them on the bench. The response that she received
was not what she expected. Ronnie busted up laughing so hard that she had tears
running done her face.
"Ronnie! It's not funny!"
Covering her eyes with her hands she couldn't help but smile, and thank the Gods
that her head hadn't gotten stuck in one of the machines again. "Come on
pervert, we have to check on poor Janice."
Janice was sitting out on the
small back deck in a lawn chair, she kept snickering at what she had seen. "Black
mail is a wonderful thing." She continued to snicker until her cousin carrying
Ronnie came out the back door. Janice held out her pack of smokes to them and
busted up laughing when they both turned beet red.
Wiping tears from her eyes. "Is
that how you two do your cardio work outs?"
"Beats the hell out of a
tread mill. I really need to put a door on that room."
"Or hang a pair of Victoria
secrets on the front door."
Sean gave her a funny look. "You
have me confused."
"Baby, it's a college thing."
She slipped to the deck and wrapped one arm around Sean's waist. "When we
had a date in the room we hung underwear on the door knob so that our room mate
would know to go somewhere else for the night."
"You went to college? How
come you never told me?"
She shrugged her shoulders. "I'm
kind of embarrassed about what my major was."
"What the studies of the
Complete version of the Kama Sutra and how it effects common day man?" Janice
snickered when she saw green eyes narrow.
"I'll have you know that
I learned a lot in that class."
"Oohh yeah she did!"
Sean said then quickly covered her mouth.
"Ha ha very funny, no I was
an English and journalism major. And I had one more year before I would have gotten
my Ph.D." Snickering she added. "Both assholes hated it that I was going
to college, they said that women should stay at home and host diner parties!"
"Shit I almost forgot! Here
I saw this in the rich and moronic section of the paper today." Janice pulled
a folded piece of newspaper from her rear pocket. She watched as a huge evil grin
came over Ronnie's lips.
"Baby do you have a tux?"
Both Sean and Janice groaned when
they realized what Ronnie was up to. The article was about the annual charity
benefit for abused woman and children and none other than her father hosted it
and his new law partners the Cory's firm.
"Ronnie aren't those things
like $2500.00 a plate?"
"We don't need any money,
I have two reserved seats. Janice do you have the subpoena's ready?"
She broke out into a huge smile.
"Yep, in fact they're in the living room. You want them presented to him
right in front of all those people."
"You got it!"
Sean dressed in a black tux pulled
Ronnie's wheelchair from the back of her Blazer. She had asked Ronnie why she
wanted to use it and she replied that she wanted to make it look like she was
still crippled. Granted she could walk but she still wasn't strong enough to go
for a long period. Opening the door Sean picked her up and placed her into her
wheelchair. Adjusting the pant legs of Ronnie's black tux pants she fixed her
feet in the rests.
"If I forgot to tell you
before, you look hot in a tux." Dark brows wiggled suggestively. They had
hurried to a tux store to get Ronnie's, she had always worn long dresses to these
things but that was her old life.
"And if I didn't tell you
before, you won't be wearing yours very long when we get home. You in a tux does
some very interesting things to me." She pulled her down to show her with
The ballroom where the benefit
was being held was packed, ushers took people to their tables to keep them from
wandering around and disrupting things. When they came to the door Ronnie gave
the usher her former name which he found on the list he had in his hand.
"Miss. Dargan who is your
friend?" He glanced up into silvery blue eyes and gave a small gasp. "Uuuhhmm...I
need to put a name to the other seat next to you." Sean using her best intimidating
voice. "Dr. Sean Mathew II." They followed the terror-stricken usher;
Ronnie reached up to pull her lovers head down.
"You're really a doctor and
"Yep sure am, those home
correspondence courses are great."
The look on her lovers face was
priceless; she couldn't help but grin at her. "I went to medical school in
New York, honest!"
Both the Dargans and Cory's almost
fell out of their chairs when they came up to the table and took their seats.
Ronnie made it a point to kiss Sean's hand then hold it on top of the table between
them. She looked into each persons eye daring them to say one word.
"Peter I see your still sporting
the bruises." She leaned towards him over the table, trading glances between
him and the bimbo he was married to. "So, tell me did you tell your wife
there that a woman beat the shit out of you? Or did you do the usual and lie?"
Sean watched the bimbo glance sideways at her husband then to Ronnie. "Have
you beat the shit out of her yet or are you waiting for a special occasion?"
"That's enough Cameron! I
don't know what you think your doing or why your here but I can have you and your
dyke taken out of here!"
She felt Sean start to get up
from her chair, she knew that if she let her she would beat the hell out of every
one at the table. She gripped her forearm and squeezed her hand letting her know
that she would handle it.
"That would really look wonderful!
Father is your whore hiding around here someplace? The last time you had her at
Peter's table but you can't do that this year since your partners and everyone
is together. Ooohh I'm sorry, I forgot all about that little set up you have with
the condo. I just bet she's there waiting for you." She looked to her mother.
"Funny how father always has emergencies and his clients need him at 11pm.
I don't know but business law must sure have changed in the last 20 years or so."
Sean was full of pride, her little
lover was sure showing an inner strength by coming here to face the assholes who
made her life so miserable and to out their secrets as well. She couldn't wait
until they took the stand to do their little tap dance.
The evening was very tense to
say the least, especially when Ronnie kept feeding her lover with her fingers.
She could feel the glares coming at them and fought back in her own little way
by licking her lovers fingers and humming.
The evening progressed to the
point of the host taking the stand to give their line of bullshit to the contributors.
Both Sean and Ronnie looked to the side door and saw Janice along with a police
officer. That was their cue to make their way to the area before the stand. The
show was about to begin. Ronnie's father stepped before the mic and cleared his
throat; he gave a few brief words before he introduced the Cory's. When all three
of them were standing before hundreds of people Janice along with the police officer
took the stand. Three sets of eyes grew large when the small Prosecuting attorney
approached them and spoke loud enough that the mic picked up what she was saying.
"Misters Dargan, Peter Cory
and Lance Cory. I am here to serve you with subpoena's to disclose all information
pertaining to a lawsuit brought against you by Ronnie Mathew." Handing them
a thick stack of papers she then confronted Peter Cory. "Peter Cory, you
are being served with papers pertaining to abuse, mistreatment and numerous other
offenses done to Ronnie Mathew."
The three men stood flabbergasted
by what had just happened, the first one to speak was Ronnie's father.
"Who the hell is Ronnie Mathew?
I don't know any one by that name!" He looked to receive shakes of no from
Ronnie stood up from her chair,
with Sean behind her she went to stand next to Janice and the police officer.
"I'm Ronnie Mathew. In addition,
seeing you three in court will make my millennium!! Don't fuck with a pissed off
"You're walking!" Her
father said as her reached for her.
"Back off asshole!"
Sean said as she moved to block him. "She's walking with no hindrance from
you or that other asshole!" She pointed to Peter Cory.
"Just who the hell are you
and what gives you the right to say anything to me?" Mr. Dargan yelled loud
enough for all the guests to hear, the room had become painfully silent when Janice
gave them the subpoena's but whispers where not making there way around the room.
"She just happens to be the
reason I'm walking, the most important person in my life and my wife." She
grabbed Sean's hand and entwined their fingers together.
"Fucking DYKES!" Peter
Cory yelled as he launched himself towards them. Sean pushed her lover to the
side and took the full blunt force of his body against her own, when they hit
the floor Cory punched her in the face. With the help of Janice, the officer and
a few men from the tables around them they pulled him off her. The officer handcuffed
him and read him his rights while he pushed him from the Ballroom. Sean stood
up and gave her lover a grin and wiggled her left eyebrow then looked to Janice.
"I would say that was another assault charge don't you?"
They left the ballroom among whispers,
Ronnie took a quick look to where her mother sat and saw that she was sitting
with a blank expression on her face. She knew what she had done was ruthless but
what they had done to her was far worse in her mind.
On the ride back home Ronnie kept
wiping the blood that came from Sean's broken nose. "Wee one why did you
let him hit you? I thought that him jumping you was enough!"
"Baby this will look a hell
of a lot better in court and the press will eat it up. He just signed his jail
"I didn't think of that,
but you look like you're in such pain." She looked at the swelling of her
lovers nose and the blackness circling her blue eyes.
"Will you still love me when
"You could be bald and I'd
still love you!"
The poor news paper delivery boy
fell off his bike when Sean came out the front door to get the newspaper, the
only thing she had on was a wicked smile. He lay in the front yard with his mouth
open as her tight rear flexed with each step she took up the steps. Ronnie's chuckles
were heard coming from the living room as she watched out the front window.
"You know he's going to wait
every day now just to see if you do that again."
"We can both get the paper
tomorrow and give him a good shock!" Sean looked at the front page and gave
a howl. Ronnie grabbed the paper from her hands to see what had made her lover
"OOHH MY GODS!!!"
The picture on the front page
was of them out in the parking lot before the fund-raiser kissing, the headline
read. The daughter of Lawyer T. Dargan Esq. and ex-fiancee of Peter Cory Esq.
comes out of the closet at benefit. It went on to tell of the prosecuting attorney
Janice O'Malley serving Dargan and the Cory's court papers and the later arrest
of Peter Cory for assault against Dr. Sean Mathew II, spouse of Ronnie Mathew
formerly known as Cameron Dargan. It was continued onto the next page with smaller
pictures of them standing next to Janice, Sean being attached by Peter and Peter
being lead away by the police officer.
"Short stuff do we have a
picture frame around here? I want to frame that and put it on the office wall!"
Ronnie was about to answer when the phone rang; reaching over she picked it up
but held it away from her ear at arms length.
"It's for you Wee one!"
"How do you..." She
could hear the Gaelic coming over the phone from across the room. "Oohh boy!
I guess Momma has seen the paper." She took the phone and held it at arms
length until she heard her mother pause. "Morning Momma." She put the
phone away from her ear and cringed. "OK, Momma." She handed the phone
back to Ronnie and smiled.
"What was all that about?"
She slipped into her Irish accent.
"Momma wants us to get our as she called them "Trouble makin Irish Arses
over now! But to put our clothes on first, she's an old women and her heart couldn't
Shock was no where near what they
felt when they came through the front door of Megan's house. The living room was
packed with relatives waiting for them to arrive. Sean was about to do an about
face and run when her mother came in the front door behind her and blocked it
with her small body.
"No ya don't Wee one! Your
ta do right by your lass, now gets your arses in the back yard."
Ronnie covered her mouth to keep
her snicker from being heard.
"But Momma! We can't..."
"Don't but Momma me, you
can and ya will! No whelp of mine will be livin in sin!"
She pushed Sean out the back door
with Ronnie trailing behind snickering under her breath. The entire back yard
had tables set up with all types of food and drinks. One area was set up with
an altar and Momma's priest stood behind it waiting. Neither one of them could
believe what Momma had pulled together in such a short time. Sean looked behind
her to see all of her relatives standing behind them. She felt like this was a
"Momma you don't have to
force me into marrying Ronnie ya know."
"I not be forcin, I be makin
it legal in our eyes. Don't matter what the world sees as legal, love is love
not ta matter what that you both be women."
Momma pulled the rings from their
fingers and handed them to Lou who was the best man, Dana and Janice stood on
the other side as the maid and matron of honor. Dragging Ronnie with her, Momma
stopped them at the end of the red carpet that had been laid down in front of
the alter and waited for the wedding march to begin.
Ronnie's insides were fluttering
like butterflies, she never thought of having a real wedding and for Megan to
set everything up complete with a Catholic Priest to give the services made her
heart swell with love for these people. Tears welled in her green eyes as she
watched her lover and soon to be wife twist her hands together in nervousness.
Slowly they walked until she was handed off to a twitching Sean. Taking her hand
they both turned to the priest. She had no idea what he was saying since it was
all done in the old language, she took her cues from Sean who pulled her down
so that they were on their knees. Holding onto Sean's sweaty hand she listened
to the lyrical words until Sean pulled her to her feet. Lou handed his sister
the wedding bands; slipping one onto her lovers left ring finger she handed the
other to Ronnie who copied the movement. Ronnie jumped when the priest spoke to
them in English.
"I'm not to do the whole
long tiring ceremony, so we best to the important parts so we can celebrate."
He closed the Bible on the altar and passed glances between the two of them.
"I be knowing ya both do,
but we needs ta hear it from yer mouths. Sean Mathew do you take Ronnie Mathew
as your lifemate?"
Ronnie Mathew do you take Sean
Mathew for your Lifemate?"
"Sounds good ta me, ya may
kiss the...each other." A loud cheer went up behind them as they kissed.
He gave them a smile then left the altar. "Where's me ale at Megan? Ya knows
me don't work fer free."
They poured out all of their emotions
into that one kiss; their bodies tingled like lightning coursed through their
blood. Shared moans rumbled between them as the kiss deepened and became much
"They sucking face again!"
Lil Meg informed her brother. "Nex they gonna do tongue baths!"
Their kiss broken from the laughs
that burst from them from hearing Lil Meg explain the facts. Looking down to where
the little ones stood to their side. "Tongue baths huh?" Sean asked
with a wicked grin. "Go give your Da and Momma a tongue bath and see what
they do." They watched as they ran off looking for Lou and Dana.
"You are so bad!"
"But you love me anyway."
"For eternity Wee one."
"For eternity Short stuff."
Momma approached them where they
sat in a recliner watching everyone dance. "Wee one your face looks awful
"Adds character Momma, got
me on the front page of the paper. Which reminds me, is that how you found out
"That and Janice, she wanted
ta warn me she did. And it be a good thing to!" She pulled both of them from
the recliner. "Now take your wife up there and dance with her."
Sean pulled a hesitant Ronnie
to the dance floor.
"Come on Short stuff I can't
"Sean I can't dance...I don't
know how!" A dark brow rose over a blue eye. "I'll teach you, it's not
hard." Green eyes narrowed at her. "Don't whine tonight because your
feet are bruised."
Their bodies fit together perfectly
as they danced to slow love ballads, Ronnie rested her head on Sean's shoulder
as they moved together. Feeling safe and secure in her lovers arms. Sean held
her tight against her, feeling her heart beat against her breast and the warm
moist breath against her neck, she wished that the music would never end. Sean
slid in to her Irish accent and deepened her voice to a purr as she whispered
into Ronnie's ear.
"Tis time we celebrated at
home it is."
"I'll celebrate any time
you want if you talk to me with your accent."
"It be a deal short stuff."
They didn't go anywhere for a
honeymoon because of the court hearings fast approaching, they had both agreed
that they would have plenty of time later for a very long vacation/Honeymoon.
It was a week after their joining ceremony when they heard an incessant pounding
on their front door. Sean opened it to have an older version of her wife push
past her and start yelling for Cameron, Sean knew that all hell was going to break
loose and took her place in the center of their living room. Ronnie came barreling
into the room in just one of Sean's T-shirts that reached mid-thigh, huge Piglet
slippers and her blonde hair still sticking up at odd angles all over her head.
"What do you want Mother?
Come to tell me what a mistake I've made and that I've destroyed the family name?"
"You have done more than
that! You have destroyed our family with your sick relationship with this this
what ever she is!" She pointed a long blood red manicured finger at Sean.
"And those lies about your father and the Cory's, what do you think you'll
receive from doing all this harm?"
"Lies Mother? You should
take a real good look at your life!" She came to stand right in front of
her mother, her hands planted on her hips as her green eyes danced with flames.
"You and that asshole who calls himself my father have no marriage and you
never had a daughter." Mrs. Dargan gave her a look down her nose like she
had just meet eyes with one of the lower class. "Isn't it true that you had
to marry my father because he knocked you up? And that your parents had to pay
him to do it? And then when I was born you just tossed me to the nearest person
that just happened to be a house keeper that spoke no English!! And when I was
old enough to go to school the teachers threw fits because here's the daughter
of a very Irish lawyer who can't speak a word of English but can speak fluent
Greek! Or how about when I turned six and no one remembered my birthday except
the hired help!" She was on a roll now, she paced in front of her mother,
and her hands shooting out and punctuating each word she growled.
"And then to make matters
worse! My so-called loving parents would go on vacation and leave me at home with
the hired help. Do you realize that you did not raise me? That Mrs. Gorgappoli
was the only person who loved me and she wasn't even a relative but the housekeeper!
It was 17 years before you realized that I was alive, but then I can see why you
forgot with all the private and boarding schools you sent me off to. It was only
when my adoptive grandmother Mrs. Gorgappoli died and left me everything that
she owned along with 25 million dollars and the shipping company in Greece. That
her father had left her when he died that you and the asshole said 'Oh look
we have a very rich daughter!' You two paid all kinds of attention to me then!
Then you two started looking for a bottom dwelling, abusive, thieving, cheating
bastard just like my father to marry me off to and then to give them my money
to keep from losing assholes law firm!"
Sean's mouth dropped open at all
the information she was hearing for the first time.
"How does it feel to know
that your husband has to pay for all his illegitimate kids and the blackmail to
keep his so called "Good Name" from being dragged through the mud?"
Mrs. Dargan was beginning to shake
where she stood; she had no idea that Ronnie knew everything.
"Not to mention all the money
to keep the doctors mouths shut from all the times they had to come over and fix
you up after one of his little temper tantrums and beat the shit out of you? Not
to forget the times that he beat me to the point that I couldn't go back to school
after the holidays until the bruises were gone." She ran her fingers through
her blonde hair and sighed. "You know what I'll get out of this, closure!
I have a partner that I love with everything that I am and who feels the same;
I have a new family that accepts our relationship. And you know what?!" She
yelled at the pale figure before her. "They don't want my money! So when
I get it all back I'm giving it ALL to charity under the Mathew and Gorgappoli
"You can't do that!"
Her panting mother yelled.
"Ohhh yes I can!" An
evil grin came to her face; she was going to crush her mother one last time with
her words before she threw her out. "By the way mother, I never had sex with
He mother looked right at her,
confusion running across her features.
"I gave my virginity to Sean."
When the door slammed after the
staggering Mrs. Dargan, Ronnie broke out in a fit of laughter that brought tears
streaming down her cheeks. She fell onto the couch holding her stomach that was
cramping from her hysteria.
"Gods...I feel...great! She
forced out between her laughs. "The look...on...her face!"
Sean took a seat next to her lover
and started laughing right along with her. She knew that Ronnie felt like the
world had been lifted off her shoulders, that by facing her mother and venting
her spleen she had banished all the demons of the past. Now they only needed for
the court to finish everything off and bring some justice to the picture. She
knew that Mrs. Dargan had picked this day because the very next would find them
all in court.
She just hoped she could control
Ronnie from busting up with laughter while they were in the courthouse.
Sleep that night forgot to pay
them a visit, they both tossed and turned in the bed to finally get up at the
crack of dawn and drink numerous pots of coffee which put them on edge even more.
Ronnie was so jittery that the table was vibrating beneath her tapping fingers.
"Is it time to go yet?"
She asked as she spun her empty coffee cup on the table.
"Short stuff, we have an
hour before we have to be there." She took the cup from her wife. "I'll
tie you up if you don't stop fidgeting."
"I can't help it." She
got up from her chair and started pacing around the kitchen. "Has Janice
Sean rolled her eyes. "Yeah,
hours ago. Remember, we're supposed to meet her outside the court room doors."
"Ohh right!" She stopped
in her tracks. "Is it time to go yet?"
Sean just grinned as she shook
her dark head. "OK. Come on lets get outta here before you have the place
shaking on it's foundation."
Ronnie walked in a huge circle
in the hallway of the courthouse, each time she went past, Sean watched as her
rear flexed beneath her tan dress pants. The clicking of her heels kept tempo
with the flexing muscles and the patter of Sean's heartbeat. Her heart slammed
into her chest and stopped when Janice came sprinting down the hall towards them.
She came to a stop in front of Sean, her breathing raspy from her running.
"It's over!" She wheezed.
"What? But we didn't even
get in there yet!" Ronnie just about blew their ears off. "It can't
"It is." Janice had
caught her breath and was now giving them both a huge smile. "It seems that
all my notes and depositions found their way into the preceding judges hands last
night. He read them until early this morning and just ruled before the assholes
could even blink."
Sean covered her eyes and groaned.
"Ohhh shit! Janice you sneaky little bitch!" She gave her a wife toothy
smile. "You didn't?"
"Well, nooo I didn't but
my little woman did. And let me tell you my father in-law was none to happy when
he read every thing."
"Wait a minute here!"
Ronnie jumped in between the two cousins. "What do you mean the judge ruled,
your father in-law and your "Woman"?"
"Well, baby. Janice is married
to Justine who is the daughter of the judge preceding your case."
"Janice what you did isn't
that against the law or something?"
"Not really." She snorted.
"It seems that Justine got the folders all screwed up when she was using
her Dad's computer last night to type my reports. It's really no big deal since
he would have seen everything today anyway."
Ronnie took one look at her lover
and launched herself into her arms. She let out a yell of victory that had the
windows rattling in the panes. She tipped her head back and looked at Janice who
was covering her ears.
"And I thought she was loud
when you two have sex!"
Ronnie's face turned a deep shade
of crimson. "I hope that's not in any of your reports. Anyway, we did win
"Oohh yeah! And the three
assholes have all been disbarred and will be all spending a lot of time with a
bunch of hairy under sexed guys named Bubba." She grinned at the mischievous
look on Sean's face.
"Yep, I already did what
you're thinking. And Ronnie if your sure of where all the money is to go I'll
get the funds out today."
"Yep, I'm sure and thank
you for everything." She left her lovers arms to give Janice a big hug. "Give
Justine a kiss for me."
Janice chuckled. "I'll give
her more than that when I get home!" She grinned evilly. "C-ya guys."
She took off down the hall at a jog leaving a beaming couple in her wake.
"Let's go home and celebrate
The next morning Sean went out
the front door and gave the paperboy his daily heart attack. She came back in
with a huge smile on her face as she looked at the front-page heading.
"Ronnie, we need another
frame!" She yelled through the house.
"What are you yelling about?"
She asked when she came in from the kitchen. "Let me guess the paper boy
finally died and his picture with you standing by him naked is on the front page?"
"Nope, that's the second
page. The first page is this." She held it up for her wife to see. On the
front was a huge picture of her father and his two partners being led off in hand
cuffs by officers of the court.
"Lawyers found guilty, disbarred
and sentenced to jail time." Ronnie read. A huge smile covered her face;
she pumped one arm into the air and yelled, "Yes!"
"And I thought you'd be happy."
Sean said as she watched her wife dance around the room. "So now what?"
"We go away for a few months
and have some unadulterated fun!" She yelled from her bouncing position on
the couch. "Read the rest."
Sean read the entire page until
she got to the very bottom where she came to an area that listed all the charities
that Ronnie's money had gone to. Every single women's shelter received a large
sum of money and what shocked Sean the most was the new hospital wing that would
be built for the research of cardiovascular disease, it was to be named the Sean
Mathew the I, research center. Tears filled Sean's eyes as she read her fathers
name, her heart burst with so much love for her wife that she fell to her knees
and sobbed. Ronnie had no idea what's so ever why her wife was crying. She rushed
to her side and pulled her into her arms.
"Wee one, what's the matter?"
Sean handed her the paper and pointed at the section she had just read. "Are
you upset with me for doing this?"
Sean wiped her eyes and caught
her breath. "Gods no. It's the sweetest thing that anyone could do. You didn't
have to do that."
"Yes I did." She took
Sean's face in-between her hands. "Your family accepted me into the fold
and even thought I never knew your Da, this is my way of thanking him and maybe
finding a cure for other fathers. I love you Dr. Mathew." She blushed a high
pink color. "And I want there to be a Sean Mathew the 3rd to know how special
a family he or she has."
Sean pulled back a little in disbelief.
"Are you saying what I think your saying?" Ronnie shook her head. A
huge smile came to Sean's face; she picked Ronnie up and started towards the bedroom.
"We're we going?"
"You want a baby right?"
"Yeah, but you can't do that."
"Maybe not but who says we
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