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Subject: (Anonymous) Showtime Part 9 {5/5} (m/f, f/f, f+/f, oral) - Starring 
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        Hello, this is Dimitri, author of many stories (but not this one,
also I am most definately not the Dimitri character in this story).  I
am posting this story for an author who wishes to remain anonymous.
However I am happy to pass comments on to the author, just send them to
me at :  dimitri_resides@hotmail.com  - and I'll pass them on.
        Also, you can find Showtime chapters at :

        http://come.to/Dimitri (this is not my site! I don't have a site!
I'm just an author!)

Authors note: Before we pick up on the Part 9. I would like to thank all
those who wrote in and commented, and also to thank Dimitri for his
invaluable advice and assistance. Without which SHOWTIME would not have
been posted.

Part 10 will end the story. 

I will also write a F.A.Q. answering questions on why I choose the
actresses I did, and how the story developed, from a single short story to
a multi part saga.

BTW some of you may have DL Showtime Part 8 (3/3) it is missing the last
paragraph,I suggest you DL the Part 8 (Full version) The last line should
read (Violins playing in the background)

        (Dimitri Note - Full version now available from the site above
or from me.)

        Enjoy Part 9 it's a long one, so get a new box of kleenex, you may
need it at the end. It's a tear jerker.


Standard Disclaimer
If you're under 18, get lost.  This is just and erotic story, with not
the slightest element of truth, or fact. Although it is based on some real
people, all actions and events are completely fictitious.  This is not
meant to slander any ones reputation. Pass the story on freely as you wish,
but without alterations.

"It's just a fantasy. It's not the real thing." - Billy Joel 

SHOWTIME - Catch a falling Star

PART 9 5/5

        Steve watched over her in the darkness, listening to her breathing
fill the room. An hour later she rolled over to her own side of the bed and
curled up in a ball. Steve turned on his side, and put his arm around her
protectively, in her sleep Alyssa cuddled in closer to him. Of all the
things that had happened to him in the last six weeks since they had met,
this night was what he would cherish above all else. Well this and the time
he had Heather and Jennie in the shower, or Jennifer on the plane, Bridget
on the hood of the car.
        Morning uncovered the two lovers much as the night had left them,
curled within one another like puppies. Lyssa's eyes opened to the rising
sun glowing through the gaps in her bedroom blinds. She felt Steve's
comforting mass warming her back, surrounding her body as if he was
shielding her from the outside world.  She was most pleased to discover
that he didn't snore. Alyssa could feel his woody snuggly nestled in the
crevice of her bum, it was a strange erotic sensation for her. She quietly
closed her eyes and went back to sleep.
        Steve woke up thirty minutes later, glancing at the clock he was it
was almost 7:00AM. He felt her small fragile frame breathing against him,
Lyssa's round firm buttocks warming his stiff penis. God did it ever feel
good! Lifting his head (the one on his shoulders) slightly he checked that
she was still sleeping. He wanted to do something very special for this
last morning, he hoped no other man had ever done it for her before. He also
hoped he could remember how to do it.
        Steathly he eased out of bed, and slipped on his robe. Leaning over
he tucked the blankets back around her. He made his way soundlessly to the
door and turned the handle. The latch clicked loudly as he cracked the door
open. He stopped and looked back over his shoulder to see Alyssa still in
a sound slumber. Her sleeping beauty was calling for him to return to her
side, he ignored the rushing of blood to his head. Keeping his gaze on her
lithe pixie like body, he slowly pulled the door open, and stepped out
into the hallway.
        Before he could close the door he felt himself falling over, putting
out his free hand to cushion the impact he yelled out as something moved
beneath him.
        "Holy..... God Damn!!" Alyssa awoke startled, by the sounds of
yelling and barking. "Woof... Woof... Woof!!" She looked around for Steve,
seeing him lying in the hall half in and out of her bedroom doorway. Hugo
and her other two dogs were barking at him loudly. "Hugo HEEL!" She yelled.
The dog ceased looking at his owner in bewilderment, he trotted into the
oom and sat by her bed wagging his tail with great pride. Alyssa could hear
Steve groaning in the hallway, her other two dogs where applying first aid
in the form of facial licking. She jumped out of bed and shooed them away.
Sensing an opportunity they ran in and jumped up onto the warm bed.
        Alyssa knelt down beside him, "Are you hurt?" She helped him to his
feet. Leaning against the wall for support he straightened his robe,"Only
my dignity." She sighed with relief, "Sorry I should have told you they
often sleep in my room." Alyssa wrapped her arms around his waist, looking
up at his with suspicion, "Where were you creeping off to anyway?" Steve
stared down at her with a foolish grin, "I was, going to cook
you breakfast." She smiled with a giggle, "That's so sweet of you!" Standing
on her tiptoes she stretched up and kissed him on the cheek.  He could feel
her heavy breasts pressing against his chest through the thin material of
her nightgown. Alyssa felt his response rising between her
thighs,"Breakfast can wait, I'm hungry for something else right now." He
picked her up in his arms and carried her back inside, managing to turn her
at the last moment before he would have smacked her head into the wall.
        Alyssa ordered her pets out, reluctantly they leaped off the bed
and exited. Steve kicked the door closed behind them, and gently placed her
back on the bed.  Then he when to the bathroom to pee and wash up. Alyssa
took the opportunity to rummage through her lingerie drawers and find
something less comfortable to wear. As he came of the bathroom out she
slipped in holding the shear fabric behind her back. Passing her wardrobe
he noticed a drawer which had been left half-open. Glancing, well staring
inside he saw a delightful assortment of sexy panties, teddies, bras, and
other mouthwatering apparel. She also a few other things some he couldn't
quite identify including something that really surprised him.
        Not having seen one before he wasn't sure but it looked like a
vibrator. Long and slim he could see the switch at the base. Curiously he
picked it up holding it daintily between his thumb and forefinger. Examining
it closely, it was white plastic about ten inches long and quite weighty.
He surmised it took two C size batteries, the tip was tapered to almost to
a point. "Steve close your eye's!"  Alyssa called from the bathroom. Her
voice took him by surprise, nervously dropped the fake penis. It hit the
carpet and rolled a foot away from him, he took a step to reach over and
recover it before Alyssa came back in. But in his haste he only managed to
kick it further away. "Doh!" It skittered across the rug and rolled towards
the bathroom door. He dove for it, and snatched the phallic object up
triumphantly like a trophy.
        Alyssa stared down at Steve's sprawled figure on her bedroom
carpet, clutching one of her most private and personal possessions in his
hand. As the bathroom door opened, he lay there on the floor staring at
her tattooed ankles in utter dismay, too embarrassed to look up. So far it
was not a good morning. Alyssa looked down on him with amusement, "Find
what you were looking for Steve?" She said angrily. She heard him moan in
despair. "I-I'm sorry I didn't...." She crouched down in front of him, her
knees spread wide apart. Cautiously his shy gaze traveled up her creamy
white legs, which disappeared under her black shear teddy. He could make
out the lace g-string panties she was wearing beneath, and her dangling
breasts with her large hardened nipples showing through transparent fabric.
Now he was really sorry for upsetting her.
        Wordlessly she reached down and held his hand caressing it and the
tool it offered, bringing them closer to well her oiled slit. An inch away
she flicked the switch bringing the vibrator buzzing noisily to life.  Steve
could hear the dogs scampering away from the door dashing down the hall.
Alyssa leaned forward, to kneel in front of her still prone partner, pulling
the moistening crotch of her g-sting aside she pulled his hand applying
humming tip of the vibrator to the lips of her pussy. Her back arched as
first contact was made between the sex toy and her clitoris, "Mmmmmmhhhhhhh
Yeeeaaaaassss!" Steve watched in amazement, Alyssa stoked the tip along
her lips, and then gradually worked herself onto it oscillating plastic
cock.
        He held it firmly as his mistress eased the first two inches
inside her awakening sex, her vulva grew slick with her juices as her lips
puffed up excitedly. Lyssa was now six inches deep on to the vibrator her
own hands manipulating her large heaving breasts. Steve was holding onto
the remaining four inches with difficulty, and found himself strangely
jealous of the device. Suddenly she stopped and pushed his hands down the
vibrator slipped out of her dripping wet cunt. He turned it off laying to
aside. Gasping for breath she looked at him panting, "Finish me."
        He got up and carried her to the bed, Lyssa quickly stripped off
the nightie and panties tossing them on the floor. Steve struggled out of
his PJ's and literally jumped between her inviting legs. Entering her was
not such sweet sorrow, as he pounded Alyssa's cunt like a blacksmith on a
horseshoe. She clutched onto him for dear life riding him like a
thoroughbred, as his meat plunged into her tight wormhole. The brass
headboard banged into the wall cracking the plaster. Mercilessly he
slammed into Lyssa as she screamed in his ears, "God Oh God, Faster,
Deeper, Yeess, YEESSS!!" Within minutes they were both amply rewarded
with the biggest orgasms Alyssa's dog's had ever heard.   After softening
enough to withdraw his expended pecker, Steve rolled off Alyssa and lay
beside her unmoving form, as she moaned in ecstasy, savoring the fruits
of their labor.
        After a while she turned her head to look at him, "Steve." He was
smiling but his eyes were closed. "Yes Lyssa." She rolled over onto her
side, drawing the duvet around her exposed breasts. "I have a little
confession to make." His eyes snapped open like spotlights, "What?" He
asked tiredly. She smiled awkwardly, "I left the drawer open on purpose,
hoping you'd get curious and look inside." He rolled over to
face her,"You mean to tell me that you planned it this way." He sounded
almost angry. Moving quicker she expected he pulled her closer and began
to find all of her tickle spots.  Lyssa screamed laughing for mercy. He
stopped the torture only when she promised to do anything he wanted,
anything at all!
        Carefully Steve inverted her, pushing Lyssa's head under the covers.
She quickly realized what she had bargained for, and moved her mouth to his
groin. Steve concentrated on her throbbing clit sucking on it as she rubbed
her lips along his face. Alyssa quickly found his penis, and tongued its
sensitive head while her small hand worked his shaft. Steve soon began to
move his hips against her as he fucked deep down her welcoming throat. She
had come along way since their first encounter. Alyssa could now swallow all
nine inches of him with relative ease.  He continue fucking her face until
he felt his orgasm, Alyssa sensing this pulled back and threw the sheets
off her.  It exploded in her mouth, she couldn't swallow fast enough as it
dribbled out of the corners of her mouth.
        Pulling it out she pumped his load all over her face, splattering
her lips, forehead, nose, and cheeks with his gooey string sperm. It looked
like four guys had jacked off on her face Alyssa was hardly recognizable.
She shuddered as Steve's tongue triggered her own climax, and pushed back
against his face drenching him with her own girl cum. He was surprised by
the copious quantity of liquid. They laughed at each other's faces, Alyssa
licked what she could reach with her tongue.
        Steve picked her up and carried her to the shower. They washed,
scrubbed and made love one last time under the hot steamy water. Alyssa
wrapped her legs around his waist as she rode him to a final crushing
orgasm. Steve was thankful it was almost over, he didn't know how much
more he could take. Quenching Bridget's desires were bad enough but
Alyssa's nymphomania would kill him.
        She rested wearily against him letting the soothing water soak
her aching body. "I believe...I believe." Steve held her softly. "You
believe that was the best orgasm you've ever had?" He smiled. She looked
up at him exhausted, "I believe, I'm hungry for breakfast now."  His head
dropped dejectedly, "Yes ma'am."
        Alyssa stretched up kissing him full of passion and tongue, "And
yes that was the best I've ever had." Steve perked up, "Really?" Her face
went serious, "Don't push it." He grabbed a towel and got out of the shower.
        "What do you want for breakfast?" Alyssa was bent over washing her
legs, "Surprise me." Steve took a deep breath and closed the bathroom door
as he left.
        Thirty minutes later she came into the kitchen, dressed in mini
skirt, pair of blue leggings and a loose fitting sweater her hair was held
back by a pair of clips.  "Hey that smells wonderful." The table was laid
out for two, with crepes, home fries, toast, grapefruit and milk. Steve
was just boiling the kettle. "What kind of tea would you like?" She came
up behind him wrapping her arms around his chest, "Jasmine, I'll get it."
Looking out the window she could see her dogs romping outback. "Did you
feed the dogs?" Steve chuckled "Had to they wouldn't get out." Alyssa
poured the tea and they sat down to eat. "Whoo!" Alyssa said around a
mouthful of eggs. Steve glance up, "Something wrong?" She shook her
head,"No this is great, Bridget was right you can cook in the kitchen too!"
He smiled at the double compliment. "Thanks."
        As they were sipping tea, the doorbell rang, The dogs raced through
the kitchen to the front door. Alyssa got up and followed. Steve heard the
voices as they came in, the dogs whining for attention. "Morning Steve." He
got up and hugged Bridget as she came into the kitchen, then Sarah and
Jennifer. "Hey who cooked breakfast?" Alyssa nodded, "Steve." Jennifer
looked puzzled, "Isn't that suppose to be the other way around?" Lyssa
smacked her arm. "He volunteered." Sarah looked at him, "Ooh I'll have to
get him to volunteer at my place sometime." Steve looked up at her, "You
had your chance."
        The girls sat down at the table Steve offered to make
them breakfast. Jennifer and Sarah were starving and accepted. Bridget had
already had breakfast just asked for some tea. A few minutes later they
were tucking into fresh plates, Steve leaned on the counter drinking tea.
The dogs close by watching for droppings. "Oh wow, Bridget you weren't
kidding when you said he could cook." Sarah exclaimed. "You should try
his Salmon someday." She replied. "You know Steve, if Bridget's mom found
out you could cook this good. You'd be down the aisle in no time." Steve
shot tea through his nose, "Sarah!" Bridget moaned. "Did I say something
wrong?" She replied questioningly.
        As the girls finished, Alyssa and Steve cleaned up. Jennifer went
to the bathroom, coming back in she stuffed a piece of cloth into Steve's
jacket that was hanging on the back of the chair. "What was that?" Alyssa
asked. "Nothing." Jennifer shrugged. Sarah reached over and pulled out a
pair of white cotton embroidered bikini panties. "Nice nothing Love!"
Jennifer smiled weakly, "I promised him." They all looked at Steve, "I was
on medication?" Sarah stood up, "Well I'm not letting you get away with
this, Steve get over here." She stripped off the black leggings from under
her cream flower print dress, and held up the front of her skirt. Everyone
could see her pink Hanes undies. "You know the rules, teeth only no hands."
Alyssa ordered her dogs out of the kitchen.
        He kneeled down and made for the crotch of her panties, using his
lips he managed to gather the material in his mouth and pulled firmly
dragging the waist band over her hips. Needless to say the got Sarah turned
on, the extra wetness between her thighs added to the fragrance of her
underwear. Steve tasted her one last time before dragging the bloomers down
her strong athletic legs. Once they were off he stood up. Sarah kissed him
sweetly. While he was engaged, Bridget stripped off her panties and sat up
on the kitchen counter, there she got Jennifer to go down on her.
        Steve was puzzled to see Bridget sitting on the counter, walking
over to her she lifted the hem of her dress. Revealing her blue lace French
cut panties. Which where buried inside her vagina with only the waistband
sticking out. She smiled slyly, "You want these? Come and get them."
Gingerly he tugged the fancy fabric out with his lips bit by bit. Of
course he couldn't help brushing his lips against her ever so subtlety
this drove her crazy. As he extracted the last piece of material, which
came out stubbornly, she came flooding her panties with cum. He stood up
Bridget kissed his wet face licking her own juices from his cheeks.
        The girls were all looking at Alyssa now. "Well?" Jennifer prodded.
Alyssa grinned embarrassingly, "I'm not wearing any."  Steve turned his
head so fast it almost came off his shoulders. As if to prove the point
she pulled up her skirt, the outline of her labia lips was clearly evident
against the tight fitting nylon leggings. Alyssa shrugged, "Okay I'll go
and get a pair." Coming back a few minutes later with a pair of black
satin bikini briefs. Will these satisfy your perversion? Steve nodded
happily. "Put them on." Sarah demanded. "Not you Steve. It doesn't count
if they're not worn." Alyssa took them back and peeled off her leggings.
Then quickly pulling the panties on she made sure the crotch panel was
snuggly up between her lips, and the crack of her butt. "Okay Steve come
and get em!" She laughed. He pushed her down onto the table. With some
delicate maneuvering, and a lot of moaning on her part he was able to dig
the scented panties out of her cunt. He intentionally nibbled at her clit,
which set Alyssa off like an astronaut. Jennifer looked at the table,"Good
thing we finished eating."  Steve helped her up to her feet.
        "Jennifer you're last." Alyssa smiled. "But I wore mine?" The
other's looked at her sternly. "Oh aalright." The youngest
actress unbuttoned her jeans and put her underwear back on. Sarah made
her bend over a chair resting her arms on the back.  Steve dropped to his
knees he was getting full. Jennifer stood with her thin long legs shoulder
width apart. The thin crotch of her panties nestled in between her tender
loins. Steve started by licking up the back of her right leg. Her shapely
calf muscles, licking the back of her knee, moving to the inside of her
thigh, stopping only for a single kiss of her moistening sex, and continuing
on down her left leg. "Mmmmmmmmhhhh!"  Jennifer moaned cutely. By the time
he was back tonguing her Love hole, she was barely able to stand. Sarah
spied an increasing bulge in his pants and crawled down between Jennifer's
legs, Steve felt he tugging at his zipper the fold in his pants was making
it difficult.
        Bridget got down behind him, reaching around she helped Sarah undo
his pants. Steve cock came out on it's own, Bridget stroked it, gently
feeding the head into Sarah Michelle's waiting warm mouth. Somehow Steve
continued munching Jennifer Loves black box she came moments later.
        "Uuuuuugghhhh!" Her cum gushed out spraying the crotch of her
briefs. She collapsed into his arms Steve gently lowered her to the kitchen
floor. Looking down he saw that Sarah was now throat deep in cock meat,
he was not yet ready. Bridget was no longer behind him. He eased Sarah's
mouth off his penis, and turned her around bending her over the table.
        "Hey I wasn't..." She started to protest. Realizing Bridget and
Alyssa were right behind him, he craned his neck, "Er is it okay with you
two if I take Sarah for one last?"
        Bridget chuckled, "Lyssa, it's your table." Alyssa smiled, "Oh go
on, I've had alI can take this morning anyway." Steve thought of a witty
reply but keep it to himself. "Sarah may I?" Although she could have kicked
him away if she wanted, she reached over and grabbed on to the far edge of
the table. "Go ahead give me your best shot, and I don't scream. I'll kick
your ass." Steve felt the pressure and launched into her prone figure with
meaning. Positioning his prick carefully between her cunt lips, he held
Sarah firmly by the hips and thrust into the squirming girl in one steady
move. "Aaaaaaaahhh!" Sarah yelled as the wind was knocked out of her lungs.
Once all the way in he began a session of long repeated thrusts, Sarah
gripped the table tightly with all her strength, her ass taking a beating
as Steve rammed her with everything but the kitchen sink. Ohh Hell Yesssss,
moore, moooorre!" She screamed. Steve moved faster pulling Sarah towards
him as he thrust, she was like a rag doll being fuck insatiably.        The table shook violently, the others watched in amazement to see
what would break first.  Fortunately for Alyssa it was Sarah, who screamed
her orgasm in submission. Steve pulled her pelvis in tightly to his groin
as he blasted her womb with cum. Then girls watched as it leak out Sarah
stretched pussy, dripping onto Alyssa's shiny kitchen floor. They both
collapsed onto the table, "Well was it good for you." He asked. Sarah let
go of the table, she had the most dreamy smile on her face. "Mmmhh, it was
awesome totally awesome."
        Jennifer crawled over to the two spent sex fiends, prying Steve off
her friend she pushed him on to the chair, and cleaned out her lovers sperm
filled cunt, with her tongue of course. Sarah just lay there occasionally
moaning with pleasure.
        Bridget kneeled in front of him, he accepted her as she began
licked his soft cock swallowing any remnants of cum. Looking over at Alyssa
he could see she seemed complacent.
        Collecting themselves together, they had one last group hug before
leaving for the airport. Neither Alyssa nor Sarah bothered putting their
leggings back on. Steve got his suitcase from the van. Which Bridget had
already packed and Alyssa add the robe and PJ's she bought him. "Hey aren't
you forgetting something." Alyssa chimed twirling her panties on the end
of her finger. Steve blushed and collected the garments from the girls.
        "And I'd better not find you selling them on the web." She chastised.
        He looked offended, "Alyssa never, especially not when I can get
three times as much for Jennifer's and Sarah's." Jennifer's elbow slammed
into his stomach just before Sarah's foot clipped the back of his head.
        "Kidding, just kidding!!" He pleaded. "You'd better be." They
warned ominously. Within minutes they where on the way to the airport.
        "Actually I'm going to hang them on my bedroom wall below your
pictures." Steve cowered under the rain of blows begging for mercy.
        Arriving at the terminal Steve checked in. Then they where ushered
into a private lounge to wait for the flight. Only an escort of airline
staff and security personal prevented them from being swamped by fans. They
collected many stares from people as they walked through the lobby.
        Inside the private waiting area, they where welcomed by an airline
representative. Heather, Jennie, and Winona had already arrived Steve got a
greeting hug from each of them. There where no other patrons in the lounge.
Bridget thanked the airline representative and asked her to return when
Steve flight was boarding. They still had forty-five minutes till the
departure. Steve when to the washroom.
        Alyssa plunked down on a sofa, Heather caught a glimpse of her
bush as she crossed her legs. "Forget something while getting dressed
this morning Lyssa?" Alyssa stared up at her, "No Er actually they're
in Steve's pocket." Heather smiled. "You little dickens." She frowned
defensively, "Well he has theirs too." She said waving to the other three.
Winona put her arm's around Bridget and Jennifer, "Okay you two talk."
The four girls quickly told the trio what transpired that morning.  Jennie,
Heather and Winona exchanged glances and looked towards the men's room.
        Steve was startled to say the least, when the three came barging
in while he was standing at a urinal. "Hey! Do you mind this is the men's
room!" The girls stood behind him, Winona in the middle of the two blondes.
        "Nothing we haven't seen before." Heather commented. Steve looked
at them over his shoulder, "Well it's what I'm doing with it at the moment
you haven't seen before." You think by now nothing they did would surprise
him. But trying to take a leak, with three of the most glamorous actresses
in Hollywood standing behind him was very intimidating, he quickly shook
himself off and zipped up, with great care I might add. He remembered to
go over to the sink to wash his hands.
        "Okay what's up." Steve watched as Heather and Winona lifted their
skirts and pulled off their panties. "We thought you might want to add
these to your collection, you pervert." Winona winked.  Heather's were
plain white cotton sensible. Winona's were light green bikini types. They
stuffed them into his pockets along with the others. Jennie gestured for
her friends them to give her and Steve some privacy. They quickly left to
rejoin the others.
        The heavy door closed behind them. Jennie did not look like a
happy camper, actually she seemed down right pissed off.  "Jen?
Is everything alright." He asked meekly. "NO it is not!" She huffed. " I
Just talked to the others, and guess what I just found out!" She began
pacing like a caged tiger. Steve gulped, "I-I don't know." She stopped and
stared at him, her big aquamarine eye's opening wide. "What's wrong with
me? Aren't I good to you? Don't I turn you on anymore? " Steve smiled
weakly, "Of course you are, you do."
        She stepped closer and hugged him tightly, "Then why?" She pleaded.
        Steve was about as confused as you are right now. So like any man
in that dilemma he said the only thing possible. "I'm so sorry Jennie, I
didn't mean to do it." It didn't go over as well as he had hoped. "Sorry!
Sorry! How could you!! You! You!! " She exploded. The girls outside were
beginning to hear her shouts echoing off the walls, they didn't know what
she was so pissed off about either.
        "In less than an hour you're getting on a plane and flying back to
New York. I probably won't see you for at least three months."
She continued. Steve took the lead, "Jen we already talked about this, I
have to go." She sighed, "How could he be so thick." Jennie looked up at
him her face softened. "It's not that!" Steve put he's arm's around her
comfortingly, and so that she couldn't hit him. "Go on." He said wearily.
        "It's just that part nine of this story will be over, and I'm the
only one you haven't had sex with in this chapter."  She whined. He looked
at her in disbelief, she was right. "But I'm not writing this story. I'm
just a character too."  She moaned, "You think that idiot using the
keyboard out there would have better sense. If I could get my hands on
....." (apologies to all comic book writers)
        Suddenly Steve hoisted the petite blond up on to the counter top.
        "Ohhh!" She squealed. He knelt down on the clean bathroom floor,
and pushed her dress up exposing her luscious lean legs.  She purred as
his tongue made the long journey up her thigh, making it's way to her
inflamed pit of passion. She pressed his head between her legs, bringing
her knees up draping her legs over his shoulders. The sucking sounds echoed
off the tiled walls. Steve pulled greedily at the crotch of her tan silk
lace panties, lifting her up slightly to get them off her ass. Then he
stood up and pulled them the rest of the way down to her ankles. Jennie
removed one foot, leaving the small panties dangling from her left ankle.
        "It's awfully quite in there." Jennifer whispered. "You think she's
killed him?"
        Steve unzipped his tool sharp and ready. "Is this what you want
Jen?" She looked at him in a sexual fog, "Please don't tease me." Grabbing
her firmly by the back of the head, "Beg you dirty little tramp." She
looked at him shyly. "Please, please give me your big hard cock. Fuck me
like a slut, I know I don't deserve it but I'm begging you." He pulled her
off the counter and turned her around roughly bending her over at the waist
and telling her to spread her legs as far as she could. Which as pretty
far, Jennie saw herself in the mirrors, and Steve leering at her over her
shoulder. She was smiling from ear to ear. "Jen don't smile." He asked.
        "Oops sorry." She giggled.
        "Okay you bad girl." He giggled. " I want you to look in them there
mirrors, and remember this for the rest of your life, you bitch!" Jen
looked at his reflection in the mirror, "Please, please be gentle with me."
He laughed, rather badly. "Your gonna take this like the whore you are, I'm
gonna screw all the way into you tight little womb, and leave my sperm in
there." Her face went pale with fear. "No please don't make me pregnant, you
bad man!"  They looked at each other, "Who is writing this stuff?"  Steve
flipped her dress over her back and filled Jennies vacancy. She moaned
loudly and his long thick rod occupied her wanton hole. "Yessss....
Oooooohhhh yessssssss!!"
        Sarah giggled listening at the door, "No he's not dead yet, either
that or rigamoratis has set in."  Heather came over "Come on get away from
there you guy's." Steve and Jennie stared at each other's reflection, as
they enjoyed their last copulation for a while. He undid the belt at the
front of her dress and put his hands up inside to grope her perky firm
breasts. Holding onto them as he slid in and out of her fuck hole. She
speeded up her pumps as he drove into her widened juicy tunnel. A stifled
cry and gripping of her vagina told him she had gotten her hearts desire.
Steve continued thrusting inside Jennie slowing the pace. "I'm ready to..."
Jennie detached herself from his cock and bent over sucking his ready to
burst penis into her eager mouth. Wrapping her hand around his member she
quickly worked him to orgasm. Receiving a small but respectable amount of
cum against the back of her mouth, and feeling it slide down her throat.
She then cleaned his cock from tip to balls, with her soft pliable tongueand tucked him lovingly back into his pants. "Thanks Jennie you're the
best." She took his hands he helped her up. "You're not so bad yourself."
        Doing up her belt she picked up her panties and stuffed them into
his pocket. Jen cleaned herself best she could at the sink. Steve's jacket
pockets now had little suspicious bulges. He wondered if he'd have problems
getting through security. They came out the washroom sat down in the lounge,
ignoring the titters and jeers came from the other girls. Alyssa sat beside
Jen and lifted her skirt up, checking to see if she'd given up her panties.
        "Glad to see you two have kissed and made up." Jen pushed her dress
back down demurely, "I'll tell you guy's about it later."
        Bridget checked her watch, "It's almost time."  Steve got to his
feet, Winona stepped into his embrace.
        "Take care. Just remember we love you." He kissed her delicately
on the lips. "I will, thanks for everything." Squeezing gently he released
Winona, she turned quickly hiding her tears.
        Jennifer stepped into the breech. "It's been a wild ride Love, and
I do." She smiled with her big dark eyes. "Me too." Her whole little body
shivered as he held her. "You watch out for that Leo Di Caprio fellow, you
hear now." She laughed kissing him on the cheek. "I will."
        Sarah tapped him on the back. He turned seeing her eyes already
misting up. "Hey, my brave little Slayer isn't crying is she? What would
all those big bad vampires think." Sarah latched on to him like tree
frog,"I'm gonna miss you so much!" She felt so good in his arms.
        "I'll watch you show every Friday night, I promise." She looked
up at him though her bleary, green eyes. "Monday, its on Monday!" Steve
grinned sheepishly, "That's what I meant, Monday." She pulled his head
down for a soft pliable kiss, "I'll dedicate my next slaying to you." He
kissed her cute button nose, "I'm honored."
        Heather was already close to tears, as she draped her arms around
his neck. "Thank you." She whispered in his ear. "No thank you, for give
me something to live for again." They kissed full of soundless fury.
Heather let go to recompose herself. "Meet me and Alyssa at Melrose Place
tonight?" He nodded. "I'll be there."
        He turned as Jennie grabbed him. "You'll stay in touch right." He
held her gently. "Yes (HA!)I promise, but no more phone sex." That got a
laugh out of her. "I love you Steve." He planted a kiss on the top of her
head. "Love you too, Jennif..., Jennie." she looked at him sharply, "Watch
it! You have my address?" He smiled, "Yes Beverly Hills 90210."
        He looked around to see Alyssa standing by the windows looking out
onto the tarmac. Coming up from behind he enfolded his arms about her waist,
Alyssa held them around her. They gazed at each other in the glass. Silence
enveloped them. He could see the tears streaming down her finely sculptured
face. "You'll be okay Lyssa."  She sniffed, "I know, but I'll still miss
you." He gave her a tight squeeze, "It's only a month, till you come to
New York. I'll take you up the Statue of Liberty." She smiled, "Can we do
it in the torch?" He laughed, "Sure but they'll probably kick us out." She
turned in his arms and clung to him like a Koala bear to a eucalyptus tree.
Steve took one last liberty with her lips, then pried her arms gently from
around his neck. She turned back to the window, Heather went over to comfort
her.
        Steve walked over to where Bridget was waiting for him. They drew
each other in with timid affection. They breathed deeply in unison. "How
can I sleep with out you." She asked. "Just close your eye's, I'll be
there." He whispered.  "I love you Bridget." She closed her eyes. "I know,
I love you too." Their lips met but their emotions had drained away any
passion they possessed. They separated holding hands briefly, looking into
each other's eyes.
        The automatic doors slid open, and a flight attendant entered. "Mr.
Colt I'm here to escort you to the aircraft." The girls couldn't help
noticing how good looking he was." He smiled and took Steve's carry on bag.
        "Will that be all?" Winona picked up a flat package from behind a
couch. "Oh we almost forgot this." It was a small rectangular flat box,
Steve guessed a big book, or a picture frame. She handed it to Steve.
        "Thanks. You shouldn't have." Jennifer smiled, "You'll love it."
He whispered into her ear, "Picture of all you guys in the buff right." She
scowled and punched his arm. His injured arm. "Oww!" She put her hands to
her mouth, "Oh, I'm sorry." Jennie put her arm around Jennifer. "It's okay
knowing Steve he probably deserved it."
        Steve garnered one last hug from each of his sirens, and walked to
the doors. The flight attendant went through. Steve paused, and looked back
over his shoulder. They stood in row hanging off one another. He gave a
simple nod as the opaque glass doors closed behind him.
        The girls moved to the windows looking for his plane. Sarah pointed
it out, it was almost right next to the lounge they were in. "Did you get
him a window seat Jennie?"  She nodded. Steve settled into his first class
seat, the rest of the passengers had already boarded. Looking out the window
he could see the girls a wing span away. They waved to him excitedly, and
he waved back at them. So did with everyone else on that side of the
plane.
        They watched as the L 1011 lifted off into the big blue autumn sky,
taking comfort in each other. Finally Alyssa spoke for the group, "Is it
just me, or is anyone else freezing their butt off in here?" The others
broke down laughing. "What do you think he wanted out panties for?" Jennifer
Love wondered out loud. "Don't ASK!!" The others shouted at her, as they
made for the exit.
        Halfway though the flight, Steve hauled out the last minute gift
Winona had presented to him. Carefully unsealing one end of the box he
pulled out beautifully mahogany handcrafted picture frame. It was an
8.5 x 11 group picture of the girls, mounted on a white mat background.
It was taken in Alyssa's garden, Heather, Winona and Bridget were sitting
on a wooden bench. Jennie, Alyssa and Sarah sat on the grass at their feet,
with Jennifer lying on her side in front of them. It looked like
a professional job, except the girls were all dressed in casual clothes.
Nothing to short or too tight, they all looked natural, like the girls
next door beaming brightly. Their autographs were at the bottom of the
mat.
        "To Steve, For being there." Sarah Michelle Geller, Jennie Garth,
Jennifer Love Hewitt, Heather Locklear, Winona Ryder, Bridget Fonda,
Alyssa Milano."  He looked out the window at the setting of the sun as
the tears rolled off his cheeks.

        Back in New York his life began to come apart at the seams rapidly.
He lost his job with the magazine though Nancy offered him other positions,
but they were desk jobs with no travelling involved. He even turned down a
junior editor's position. The CIA retained is old job for its intelligence
cover, and since his no longer with them, he was forced out of the position.
They wouldn't take him back, in the past month he had become too well
known.
        Reporters were calling for interviews not only about him but what
did he know about the girls, they were trying to get anything from him.
Dangerous rumor's persisted about his past life and they where getting
closer to the truth.  Adding to the anguish were his returning nightmares,
It was these that disturbed him the most, he hardly slept at night. People
stopped him on the street to shake hands, or beg an autograph.  Strange
women would come up and kiss him, well it wasn't all bad. It seemed
everybody wanted something from him, product endorsements, book deals,
movie rights, and souvenirs.
        He hid all of this from the girls, who would phone at least twice
a week. Usually through a conference call or when a group of them got
together at someone's house.  He pretended everything was fine, and he was
still working.  The sounds of their voices would only torture him further,
he tried to watch them on TV but it was hard. He was terrified that one day
he would turn it on. Only to find one of them wouldn't be there anymore.
        A week before Alyssa was suppose to visit him, he took painfully
drastic action.  He went to the bank, closing his account and emptying his
safety deposit box. On his was back to the apartment, he stopped in at a
drugstore.  Arriving back at the ground level one bedroom dwelling, he
carefully packed a suitcase of clothes and another with personal items,
including the picture of the girls. He didn't want it, but he couldn't
leave behind, or bring himself to destroy it.
        Once packed he colored his dark hair a shade of light blonde, to
match the photos in the fake IDs that he had retrieved from the safety
deposit box. It was a complete set of papers with which he could go
anywhere and start a new life. Though he knew this wouldn't prevent the
Company, from finding him. To the rest of the world he would just be
another Joe Blow again. He put his real papers in a sealed envelope and
threw it in a suitcase. Maybe Steve Colt would come back one day, but for
now only Stephen Mare existed.
        He put the suitcases by the door, with one smaller metal case.
        It was full of CIA property mostly counter-surveillance, and
communication equipment. Nobody had been sent to pick it up, so he'd
have to take it with him to, maybe it would be come in handy. He checked
around the apartment one last time, there would be no coming back. Putting
the cases out into the hall he locked the door tossing the keys inside.
The phone rang it was almost 10PM.
        "One of the girls." He thought, wanting so much to go over and
pick it up. Sadly he flicked off the light switch and closed the door.

        Alyssa was perturbed when she got his answering machine. Leaving
a short message to say she's call back later, she hung up the phone. She
called again three times that night, no answer, then she tried E-mail only
to get a bounce back. The next day she called Nancy, at "Jane's Defence
Weekly." Nancy told Alyssa, that Steve had quit two weeks ago, and she
hadn't heard from him since.
        Nancy was very concerned on learning that Steve had not told
Alyssa of that fact. She sent someone over to Steve's place to check on
him, and she called his sisters. A day later she phoned Alyssa back, Steve
was gone. Alyssa asked if it could be government business. Nancy had
checked they didn't know anything either, but they where now very interested
in finding him too.  Alyssa got scared, but Nancy assured her that more
than likely he was just restless, and not use to his new found fame. Nancy
promised to call if she learned anything about his whereabouts.
        In desperation Alyssa searched through her purse looking for an
old business card. After a few terse moments she found it, dialing the
number twice to get it right. "Hello." A heavily accented oriental voice
answered. "Hello Dr. Kwan?" Alyssa's near panic stricken voice called out.
        "Yes."  She took a deep breath to get control of her voice,"I'm
a friend of Steve Colt's do you remember me?"  Alyssa explained what she
had just found out.  Dr. Kwan listened carefully, "I check, Steve has
many friends all over the world, don't worry we'll find him." Alyssa then
called the others, they were shocked, puzzled, and frightened.
        So it was the spy who had come in from the cold, and stolen their
hearts, had crept off, vanishing like a thief in the night. 

The hunt was on.


"You were my strength when I was weak"
"You were my voice when I couldn't speak"
"You were my eyes when I couldn't see"
"You saw the best there was in me"
"Lifted me up when I couldn't reach"

"I'm everything I am"
"Because you loved me" 

Theme from "Up Close and Personal"

By Diane Warren
Sung by Celine Dion

Reproduced without permission
not for profit.

END OF PART 9

Coming up next Part 10 the Final Chapter.
"Where's Steve?"

Comments PLEASE especially any women. 
Real women!

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