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| Call Me Francesca; James/Belle (Call Girl) | |
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| kirks_wife | Sep 21 2010, 10:13 AM Post #121 |
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Yeah, I know! Believe me, I wanted it to work out for them too, but he loves Fran too much!It made me sad to write it too! Don't cry!
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| kirks_wife | Sep 21 2010, 10:15 AM Post #122 |
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He did indeed! ![]() P.S I'm phoenix_bird27@hotmail.com if you wanna chat on msn?
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 21 2010, 10:19 AM Post #123 |
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Well.... ![]() I will have to learn to life with it... <_< :lol:
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 21 2010, 10:22 AM Post #124 |
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P.S. Thanks Maybe later? Because: 1. I´m at work right now (lunch break) and 2. if my msn is working today Mine is theunforgiven7563@hotmail.com |
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| kirks_wife | Sep 21 2010, 10:40 AM Post #125 |
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Ok, great! I've added you
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 21 2010, 10:53 AM Post #126 |
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| kirks_wife | Sep 26 2010, 07:07 AM Post #127 |
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Lars collapsed joyously onto the bed, his chest was panting hard and his body was ecstatic for his rush. I climbed eagerly over him wanting more, and his hands held me in his lap. His eyes took in the sight of my naked body with a smile. ‘Baby, you’re amazing’ he panted. I paused, watching him breathe hard. ‘I have something that could make this even more fun’ he grinned, and I left his lap as he stood and made for the bathroom. I heard the bathroom drawers open, and the tinkering of a container. ‘Hannah?’ he called. I hadn’t realised he wanted me to join him. In the bathroom, he’d laid out four lines of white powder. ‘You like cocaine?’ he asked deviously, nervously examining the lines with his index finger. I smiled, James was completely clean and we’d not so much as even smoked a joint together. ‘Fuck yeah’ I smiled, and Lars ran his hands down my naked back as I took the first line. I sniffed deeply and the sensation was quick. A quick rush flooded through my chest, and the drug took the top from my consciousness: I was happily drifting to the sensation. Lars took his turn like an expert, and we staggered excitedly together back to the bed. Lars’ face had turned immediately red, it had made him frantic. Cocaine nearly always had a slowing effect on me. On my back I relaxed, letting his mouth find my thighs and his tongue open my cunt; my body was futile. It had given him the energy to fuck me again, and he entered me easily with an urgent stride. After his frantic enjoyment took him towards his breaking point, he turned me onto my knees, desperate to fuck me from behind. I knew his pace, he’d been the same fast and dirty lover the last time we’d met. In an act of surprise, he pushed his dick into my ass. I liked anal, and I could take him, but I still let out a surprised yelp. He laughed a little out loud to amuse himself. ‘I love it when chicks dig that’ he groaned. I felt my light-headedness wearing off, and on cue, Lars left my excited body and returned to the bathroom, this time returning with the mirror holding the remaining lines of powder. ‘Want some more, baby?’ he offered. I did, it was fantastic stuff. He kissed my mouth desperately as my chest went numb with adrenalin once more. His own eyes were wide and horny once more, and the drug encouraged him to continue. His hands grabbed at my butt hungrily. ‘Can we try that again, baby?’ his glassy eyes begged. I smiled and knelt for him once more, and he moaned happily at himself. ‘Kirk fucking loves this’ he mumbled. I stopped in surprise and turned to face him. ‘Kirk? You and Kirk?!’ My face fell open in surprise. ‘Fuck yes!’ Lars boasted. Perhaps I had been naive not to notice it on tour. ‘So what do you and Kirk do?’ I asked him, my eyes attempted to sway him into answering. Lars held his dick ready in his hand. ‘I fuckin’ shove my dick up his ass and he moans like a baby’ Lars said. His face was honest despite the high he was feeling. He pulled me back to his urgent body and he pushed easily in. It was clear this was Lars’ forte, and I couldn’t stop myself from the same desperate expression as Kirk. I moaned openly and my pleasure set Lars off. ‘Oh Fock!’ he moaned, he withdrew eagerly and shook himself warm and fluid across my back. He was an attentive lover, turning me over to gauge my face and kiss my pleased expression. ‘How about a shower?’ he kissed. |
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 26 2010, 07:17 AM Post #128 |
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:lol: "it had made him frantic" More than usual?? LOL ‘I fuckin’ shove my dick up his ass and he moans like a baby’ Lars said." Lars, Lars, Lars.... You greedy little bastard! :lol: Yeah Lars and Kirk...even a blind man could see that there is something between those two! :lol: I this update!! Great one!!
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| kirks_wife | Sep 26 2010, 07:33 AM Post #129 |
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Thanks! Yeah! Naughty Lars!!! :lol:
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 26 2010, 07:40 AM Post #130 |
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You´re welcome!!
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| kirks_wife | Sep 26 2010, 10:49 AM Post #131 |
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The alarm at 6am woke us both abruptly. I instantly remembered the reality of the day: I was finally leaving and returning to my own world. Lars’ warm hands found my body under the covers. ‘Fock.....it’s too focking early!’ he rubbed his eyes painfully, and his face snuggled back into the pillow. ‘It’s okay, you don’t have to get up’ I offered. I kissed his forehead in affection. ‘What time’s your flight?’ he groaned into the pillow. ’11:45am’ I replied. He breathed deeply, apparently hating the thought of getting up so early. ‘It’s okay, I’ll take you to the airport. I have to go to Hetfield’s house this morning anyway, and it’s not far away’ he explained. My chest raced a little at the thought of arriving at James’ house after we had already said our goodbyes; the possibility running into Fran, as well as James discovering I had been accepting Lars’ bookings.... ‘Okay’ I accepted hesitantly. ‘But perhaps I should stay in the car’ I added anxiously. ‘Fran won’t know who you are if you’re with me’ Lars said. It sounded as though he’d done this before. I thought on it, perhaps he was right. I was still hesitant on the drive there, but I’d remembered something I had wanted to offer James which I’d not done at our last meeting. Pulling into the long climbing street, my chest quivered. My mind raced with anxious thoughts as we turned into the familiar driveway once more. I still wasn’t sure exactly what Lars had planned. The heavy gates swung open for Lars, and Chopper immediately greeted us at the front door: his face surprised to see mine. Lars paused before we left the car. ‘It’s okay, I’ll introduce you as my new assistant’ he said. I looked at him nervously. James had already returned from taking the kids to school. He and Fran were busy eating breakfast in the kitchen. Ray led us to greet them both, his eyes settling on me with concern, but Lars seemed to have things under control. James’ face turned pale at the sight of me, his face somewhat confused at my arrival with Lars. Lars welcomed James casually before introducing me. ‘This is Jessica, my new assistant’ Lars explained. Fran smiled warmly taking the bait, and James looked slightly more relieved. I was trying to avert his gaze, I knew my eyes would give me away. Fran was immaculate: her long blonde hair was a classic gold colour, and her skin was smooth and tanned. She was prettier in person than I could have ever imagined. James’ eyes hung cautiously on me, even as he spoke with Lars. Fran quickly dissolved without taking a further thought of me. Lars, James and I headed across the back lawn to his studio. Lars had wanted to talk to James, but I had a feeling the distance from the house was more for James and I. In the studio, Lars shut the door behind him to the sound stage leaving James and I alone in his control room to talk. He’d been stony and silent so far, he didn’t seem pleased to see me. ‘I hope you’re not mad I came over here’ I began with an apology. ‘It was Lars’ idea, I’m on the way to the airport’ I explained. James nodded, his face softening with the explanation. We watched Lars playing the drumkit through the studio’s glass divide. ‘I didn’t get a chance to tell you’ I began, but James stopped me with a kiss. ‘Don’t say anything, please’ he whispered, breaking from my lips. His eyes were already brimming with tears. I thought I understood why he couldn’t hear what I was about to confess. He knew how much he needed to rebuild things with his wife. My confession of how I felt about him was not going to make it any easier for the two of them to move on. I nodded, accepting his restriction. ‘Well then, this is for you’ I said, carefully withdrawing his mother’s obsidian necklace from my pocket and emptying it into his hands. He shook his head sadly rejecting me returning his gift. ‘No, I really want you to have this’ he said, taking my hand and closing my fingers around it. He held my hand still for a moment in emphasis. ‘Okay’ I whispered. ‘You’re more important to me than this necklace’ he confessed. He kissed me once more, this time holding onto my lips. I hooked my arms around his neck, and he opened his mouth to me for a minute more. I felt his chest tighten with excitement against mine. Sadly, his hands let me go. ‘Call me when you get home to let me know you got back alright, okay?’ he said. I nodded, I couldn’t speak, it was too sad to finally be saying goodbye. He spoke to me softly with one final request. ‘Now, would you mind giving Lars and I a minute?’ he said, the fury returning to his face. |
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 26 2010, 11:00 AM Post #132 |
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This is so sad!!! I´m ![]() right now. It´s so well written... ![]() Thank you, dear!! And now James go and kick Lars´ass
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| kirks_wife | Sep 28 2010, 11:45 AM Post #133 |
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Twenty minutes later, Lars returned to the car. He started the car’s engine turning the key in the ignition roughly. It was clear he and James had had been fighting. His face was twisted closed, and his lips were tense. We drove south across the Golden Gate bridge to the airport. My head turned silently to his in question until finally he spoke. ‘I told James I picked you up this morning’ Lars lied badly. I was silent waiting for more. I sensed it was a bad cover story for their real argument. He paused to clear his throat, and after a minutes’ silence he started his story again more honestly. ‘He wanted to know if I’d been with you’ Lars admitted finally. ‘He seemed really upset at the idea, so I said no’ Lars continued. ‘I dunno if he believed me though’ he turned his head, focusing on the traffic. ‘James is in love with me’ I managed. Lars’ face turned to me in surprise taking his eyes from the road in worry. ‘Fock!’ he exclaimed. My declaration made him silent for a minute. ‘Well did you tell him?’ Lars asked. I hadn’t, I couldn’t. I shook my head slowly. We made the turnoff for the airport and my stomach churned anxiously at the thought of leaving San Francisco. We pulled into the parking lot and Lars turned to face me, it was clear he wanted me to talk. He offered me his iphone from his pocket. ‘Do you wanna call James now and tell him?’ he offered. I studied the phone with intent. ‘Last chance’, Lars said, casting his eyes to the waiting terminal. ‘No’ I shook my head sadly. My mouth had made the opposite word from the 'yes' forming in my mind. ‘Alright’ Lars returned his phone to his pocket. ‘Have a good flight home, safe travels’ he said seriously. I smiled, and Lars opened his arms into an awkward hug. ‘Take care’ he smiled as I stood from the car. In the air, the Golden Gate was standing visibly through the clouds. It painted an eerie reminder of my summer with James, and I couldn’t control the tears which ran from my face. My eyes searched to hold onto the sight of the bridge as the plane climbed higher and higher into the sky, until finally, it was gone. |
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| HellAngel81 | Sep 28 2010, 12:04 PM Post #134 |
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‘Do you wanna call James now and tell him?’ he offered I was like:"CALL HIM!!" In the air, the Golden Gate was standing visibly through the clouds. It painted an eerie reminder of my summer with James, and I couldn’t control the tears which ran from my face. My eyes searched to hold onto the sight of the bridge as the plane climbed higher and higher into the sky, until finally, it was gone. ![]() Thanks for the update, my dear! |
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| kirks_wife | Sep 28 2010, 12:13 PM Post #135 |
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Yeah! Sorry to make you cry again!
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Well, I really don´t know what to say about Fran and James....everything about their relationship is so tense....and to me it´s not just because James cheated on her.





You greedy little bastard! :lol: 



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