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<blockquote data-quote="zephiey" data-source="post: 35126" data-attributes="member: 14"><p><strong>Title</strong>: 50 Word Challenge (Repost)</p><p><strong>Author:</strong> zephiey</p><p><strong>Rating:</strong> FRM (just to be safe)</p><p><strong>Category:</strong> Challenge</p><p><strong>Disclaimer:</strong> Dallas and its characters are the property of CBS, Larry Katzman and Warner Bros Studios. No infringement intended from this work of fiction.</p><p><strong>Summary:</strong> Fifty words + a few sentences = creativity. Some of these are related and some are stand-alone. You will be able to tell which is which.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Placate- </strong>Words. He was good with words. He used them in so many ways- to argue, to placate, to comfort, and to seduce. John Ross Ewing, Junior fit the description of a silver-tongued devil to a tee.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Kiss- </strong>Sue Ellen nibbled softly on J.R.’s upper lip then his lower lip before she bit his lower lip gently and pulled away. Not giving him any time to recover she covered his mouth with a hot, wet kiss that left little doubt of her plans for the afternoon and well into the evening.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Soft- </strong>J.R. trailed his finger slowly over the soft skin of his son’s cheek. It still amazed him that this little boy, this small beautiful miracle was his.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Pain-</strong> J.R. flinched in mock pain as he watched Sue Ellen slap Cliff Barnes. He had been on the receiving end of her slaps a few times and knew without a doubt Barnes would be sporting a bruise tomorrow. It served the weasel right. Even he knew not to tell a pregnant woman she looked fat.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Affair-</strong> Sue Ellen decided she was going to have an affair. Being the logical person she was she made a list of prospective lovers. Beside each man’s name, she listed the pros and cons of him as a lover. When more cons than pros showed up she crossed the name off the list until she was left with only one. The choice was astonishing and surprising; her choice of lover was one J.R. Ewing. She was going to have an affair with her husband.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Rain-</strong> J.R. grabbed Sue Ellen’s hand and pulled her out into the rain, laughing at the look she gave him before pulling her into his arms and kissing her. He loved the rain, but he loved it more when it mixed with his wife.</p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Chocolate- </strong>One thing Bobby could count on was J.R.’s sweet tooth. He always had some sort of candy or chocolate tucked away. Now if Bobby could just figure out where he stashed it he could satisfy his sweet craving. Bobby walked back over to the desk to search it again.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Happiness-</strong> Kristin watched her perfect sister and her loving husband. She hated them! Hated them both! She didn’t care what it took or what it cost she would find a way to ruin their happiness, she swore she would.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Telephone</strong>- Ellie slowly replaced the telephone receiver, unable to believe what Punk had told her. He said Jock was dead but he couldn’t be. He couldn’t be! She would feel it in her soul…feel it in her heart…she would know if he was dead. Wouldn’t she?</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Ears-</strong> “Little ears,” warned Sue Ellen. J.R. looked over at his son. He was playing with his cars on the floor of the den, but also listening to what his parents were discussing. Nodding his head, J.R. leaned in close to Sue Ellen whispering their itinerary for their Disney vacation.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Name-</strong> He was called by many names. Son…brother…husband…oil baron...tycoon….but his favourite name was the one he was called at the end of the day. His favourite name was Daddy.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Sensual-</strong> Mandy Winger was packaged nicely. She was beautiful, stunningly sexy and her touch was soft and sensual. She was everything a woman should be. J.R., like every other man in the room should be enamoured and intrigued but he wasn’t. He was more interested in the auburn haired woman in his arms. He was more interested in his wife.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Death-</strong> John Ross Ewing III finished his eulogy and stepped away from the podium. He walked down the three steps and stood before the open casket of his father before turning away and walking back to his seat. He sat back down and immediately took his mother’s hand in his left one and his wife’s hand in his right. He watched his oldest son, John Ross Ewing IV walk up to being his eulogy. As he sat there listening to his son speak of his grandfather, John Ross suddenly realized that even in death, John Ross Ewing, Junior was bigger than life.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Sex-</strong> The message read ’12:30, Hyatt Regency’ She climbed into her Mercedes, and backed out of her parking space at Valentine’s. She was on her way to meet her husband for a good lunch and great sex, but not necessarily in that order.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Touch-</strong> Sue Ellen shivered as she remembered his touch in the gym. It was firm, sensual, erotic and hot.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Weakness-</strong> It was her weakness and her addiction.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Tears - </strong>Sue Ellen could feel the tears forming as she realized the ramifications of her actions today in the gym.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Blood-</strong> He was in her blood again. God help her, she didn’t know if she could survive him.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Speed-</strong> Speed was Pam’s addiction. It had always been her addiction.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Wind-</strong> She loved the feel of the wind in her hair.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Freedom-</strong> The freedom of the open road.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Life-</strong> This was what life was all about. This was what she enjoyed.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Jealousy-</strong> Jealousy was something J.R. Ewing rarely admitted to but watching Sue Ellen with Jerry Kenderson, he admitted he was a bit jealous. If someone asked him why he was jealous of the good doctor, his answer would be simple. Kenderson made Sue Ellen smile.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Hands-</strong> Jock’s hands had always fascinated Miss Ellie. They were so large and strong but could be gentle and tender, a bit like the man himself.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Taste-</strong> J.R. grimaced at the taste of the medicine. It even hurt to swallow.</p><p></p><p>“That bad Daddy?” asked John Ross. J.R nodded his head yes, lying back on his pillows.</p><p></p><p>“Mama said the doctor will be here in about an hour. Will you be okay ‘til then?” John Ross asked worriedly. At J.R.’s nod of yes John Ross continued. “Okay, I’ll see ya after school Daddy, love ya.” J.R. mouthed he loved him too before closing his eyes and drifting back to sleep.</p><p></p><p><strong>Devotion-</strong> J.R.’s lips moved in silent devotion as he sat at the bedside of his wife of forty years. He hadn’t moved from her side since her admission, three days ago unconscious and non-responsive. The doctor’s had said she was in a coma and that she would most likely slip away peacefully without ever regaining consciousness. But he knew better. He knew his Sue Ellen, the woman he loved would wake once more, and she had promised him a final ‘I love you’.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Forever- </strong>The days seemed to fly by but the nights lasted forever or so it seemed to J.R. It was three months since he had buried his Sue Ellen. After almost five days in the hospital she had woke much to the amazement of the doctors. They had been in a frenzy wanting to run numerous tests to discover the why and what of her condition. A single look from her had J.R. ordering everyone out. Once everyone left he leaned close to her, her hand in his and his cheek next to hers.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Sickness-</strong> He listened quietly as she softly whispered to him, her sickness robbing her voice of its normal vibrancy. When she finally finished speaking, he sat back and simply held her hand as she rested. Thirty minutes later John Ross arrived and once again, Sue Ellen began to speak but this time to her son as he laid his head next to hers.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Melody</strong>- The melody of her words flowed over John Ross as he listened to his mother. His tears soaked the pillow beneath him as she whispered her love to her only child. When she finished speaking, she softly kissed his forehead and closed her eyes exhausted.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Home-</strong> It was hours later when every member of the Ewing clan finally made it home to Southfork. Solemnly they paraded into the house, each one tired and heartbroken. They had lost the woman who for the past forty years had filled Southfork with love and laughter. They had lost their matriarch and no one was sure what would happen now.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Confusion-</strong> J.R. took his regular chair, not in the least surprised when his youngest great-grandchild climbed into his lap and lay her head on his shoulder. “Pappy, is Gran in heaven now?” Caitlyn asked softly.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, sweetheart, Gran is in heaven now,” answered J.R. softly.</p><p></p><p>“Pappy?” said Caitlyn.</p><p></p><p>“Yes, sweetheart?”</p><p></p><p>“If Gran is in heaven, who's gonna to keep you out of trouble?” ask Caitlyn in confusion. “Gran always said you would get into trouble is she wasn’t here.”</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Fear-</strong> J.R. began to laugh at his great-granddaughter’s question. His laughter began softly at first then increased in volume until he was laughing heartily. He tried to stop but the looks on his family’s faces, everything from sheer disbelief to outright fear that his grief had robbed him of his mind fed his laughter until finally; gasping for breath he managed to regain some control.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Smile</strong>- Pulling his handkerchief from his inside jacket pocket J.R. wiped the tears from his eyes. Squeezing Caitlyn tightly he looked at her and said, “Well, darlin’ your Gran was right. I’m bound to get into some kind of trouble without her here to keep me in line.” J.R. glanced over at John Ross and grinned, “Your Granddad over there is probably scared to death about that. Do you know someone who might be able to help keep me out of trouble?” he asked.</p><p></p><p>“Yep,” replied Caitlyn, the smile on her face warming his heart.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Bond-</strong> “Oh who might that be?” asked J.R.</p><p></p><p>“Me,” replied Caitlyn. “Gran always said she and I had a bond so I figure I’m the best one for the job.”</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Thunder- </strong> The laughter that greeted Caitlyn’s statement was as loud as thunder and everyone knew even though Sue Ellen Ewing was gone her legacy and love would live on.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Market-</strong> The outdoor market was crowded. Even with her list, Sue Ellen knew it was going to take her longer than usual to do her shopping. She had discovered her love of market shopping when she lived in London. She had spent hours in the various open-air markets even getting up at 4 AM to go to the New Covent Garden Market. Since moving back to Dallas, she continued her love of market shopping enjoying the unique variety available to her.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Technology-</strong> A quick peek at her cell phone told her it was already 9 AM and she knew it would take her at least another two hours to finish her shopping at the Dallas Farmer’s Market. As she passed by a stand featuring various melons a perverse idea popped into her head. Moving two melons into a risqué position, she snapped a quick picture of them before opting to send a picture mail. The text of the picture mail read ‘<em>wanna come play with my melons?</em>’ and she hit send. “Gotta love technology,’ she giggled.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Gifted-</strong> J.R.’s phone rang alerting him he had a picture mail. Wondering who would be sending him a picture mail at 9 AM on a Thursday morning he retrieved the message, laughing as he read the text and looked at the picture. “That woman is nuts,” he said to himself as he typed out his reply. It read, <em>‘Love melons…should I come help pick them out? You know how gifted I am at choosing just the right ones…’</em></p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Innocence-</strong> Nothing could convince her of his innocence. She had seen him with her own eyes. How could he stand there and tell her nothing happened? Did he think she was stupid or naïve? No matter what Bobby said, no matter how much he protested Pam knew he had slept with Jenna Wade. Now Pam had to figure out what she was going to do.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Completed-</strong> The agreement was finally completed. After ten days of negotiations, of nitpicking over every little thing the union had finally agreed to a new labour agreement. Now all J.R. and Bobby Ewing wanted to do was pack their bags and get the hell out of Dodge or in this case Mobile, Alabama.</p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong></strong></p><p><strong>Clouds-</strong> Neither man lost any time in packing. They checked out and boarded the Ewing jet in record time. Neither spoke as they waited for takeoff. They were too exhausted for pleasantries. It would take them a bit more than an hour to fly home. Not enough time to do anything but stare at the clouds outside.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Air-</strong> Once in the air, and levelled off, J.R. walked back to the small shower located in the rear of the jet. He hadn’t taken the time to shower before leaving the hotel. He didn’t want to waste time in doing so and had decided to wait until they were airborne before cleaning up.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Heaven-</strong> Stripping quickly he stepped into the small shower enclosure and sighed in relief. The water felt like heaven and he quickly scrubbed the remains of Mobile from his skin. He washed quickly knowing Bobby probably wanted to freshen up before they landed in Dallas. Finished, J.R. stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out and across the hall to the small washroom.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Hell-</strong> Shaved, brushed and dressed J.R. made his way back to the front of the plane. “Shower’s free,” said J.R. to Bobby. “Might want to wash off the trip from hell before we get home,” he added.</p><p></p><p>“Good idea,” said Bobby standing and making his way to the back to shower.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Sun-</strong> They landed as the sun was setting. Climbing into the limo the two brothers sat back to enjoy the quiet ride home to Southfork.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Moon</strong>- Forty-five minutes later, they stepped out of the limo to a rising half moon and home. J.R. retrieved his garment bag, slung it over his shoulder and walked into the house, Bobby following right behind him.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Waves</strong>- Both men walked up the stairs to their respective rooms, their exhaustion coming off them in waves. Reaching his bedroom door J.R. opened it walking through and dropping his garment bag on the bed.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Hair</strong>- “How did it go?” Sue Ellen asked softly walking over to J.R. J.R. gathered her into a hug, burying his face in her hair. “It went,” he murmured holding her tightly, breathing in the scent of her perfume mixed with her shampoo. “God, I’m tired,” he said.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Ocean-</strong> Sue Ellen pulled back and looked into J.R.s’ eyes. They were as dark blue as the ocean depths and she could read the exhaustion in them. Reaching up she gently undid his tie. “Come on, let’s get you to bed. I’ll bring up dinner for both of us,” she said. “Then after you’ve eaten you, John Ross and I can watch a movie in bed. How does that sound?” she asked.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>Perfect- </strong>“Sounds perfect,” replied J.R.</p><p></p><p></p><p><strong>The End</strong></p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="zephiey, post: 35126, member: 14"] [B]Title[/B]: 50 Word Challenge (Repost) [B]Author:[/B] zephiey [B]Rating:[/B] FRM (just to be safe) [B]Category:[/B] Challenge [B]Disclaimer:[/B] Dallas and its characters are the property of CBS, Larry Katzman and Warner Bros Studios. No infringement intended from this work of fiction. [B]Summary:[/B] Fifty words + a few sentences = creativity. Some of these are related and some are stand-alone. You will be able to tell which is which. [B]Placate- [/B]Words. He was good with words. He used them in so many ways- to argue, to placate, to comfort, and to seduce. John Ross Ewing, Junior fit the description of a silver-tongued devil to a tee. [B]Kiss- [/B]Sue Ellen nibbled softly on J.R.’s upper lip then his lower lip before she bit his lower lip gently and pulled away. Not giving him any time to recover she covered his mouth with a hot, wet kiss that left little doubt of her plans for the afternoon and well into the evening. [B]Soft- [/B]J.R. trailed his finger slowly over the soft skin of his son’s cheek. It still amazed him that this little boy, this small beautiful miracle was his. [B]Pain-[/B] J.R. flinched in mock pain as he watched Sue Ellen slap Cliff Barnes. He had been on the receiving end of her slaps a few times and knew without a doubt Barnes would be sporting a bruise tomorrow. It served the weasel right. Even he knew not to tell a pregnant woman she looked fat. [B]Affair-[/B] Sue Ellen decided she was going to have an affair. Being the logical person she was she made a list of prospective lovers. Beside each man’s name, she listed the pros and cons of him as a lover. When more cons than pros showed up she crossed the name off the list until she was left with only one. The choice was astonishing and surprising; her choice of lover was one J.R. Ewing. She was going to have an affair with her husband. [B]Rain-[/B] J.R. grabbed Sue Ellen’s hand and pulled her out into the rain, laughing at the look she gave him before pulling her into his arms and kissing her. He loved the rain, but he loved it more when it mixed with his wife. [B]Chocolate- [/B]One thing Bobby could count on was J.R.’s sweet tooth. He always had some sort of candy or chocolate tucked away. Now if Bobby could just figure out where he stashed it he could satisfy his sweet craving. Bobby walked back over to the desk to search it again. [B]Happiness-[/B] Kristin watched her perfect sister and her loving husband. She hated them! Hated them both! She didn’t care what it took or what it cost she would find a way to ruin their happiness, she swore she would. [B]Telephone[/B]- Ellie slowly replaced the telephone receiver, unable to believe what Punk had told her. He said Jock was dead but he couldn’t be. He couldn’t be! She would feel it in her soul…feel it in her heart…she would know if he was dead. Wouldn’t she? [B]Ears-[/B] “Little ears,” warned Sue Ellen. J.R. looked over at his son. He was playing with his cars on the floor of the den, but also listening to what his parents were discussing. Nodding his head, J.R. leaned in close to Sue Ellen whispering their itinerary for their Disney vacation. [B]Name-[/B] He was called by many names. Son…brother…husband…oil baron...tycoon….but his favourite name was the one he was called at the end of the day. His favourite name was Daddy. [B]Sensual-[/B] Mandy Winger was packaged nicely. She was beautiful, stunningly sexy and her touch was soft and sensual. She was everything a woman should be. J.R., like every other man in the room should be enamoured and intrigued but he wasn’t. He was more interested in the auburn haired woman in his arms. He was more interested in his wife. [B]Death-[/B] John Ross Ewing III finished his eulogy and stepped away from the podium. He walked down the three steps and stood before the open casket of his father before turning away and walking back to his seat. He sat back down and immediately took his mother’s hand in his left one and his wife’s hand in his right. He watched his oldest son, John Ross Ewing IV walk up to being his eulogy. As he sat there listening to his son speak of his grandfather, John Ross suddenly realized that even in death, John Ross Ewing, Junior was bigger than life. [B]Sex-[/B] The message read ’12:30, Hyatt Regency’ She climbed into her Mercedes, and backed out of her parking space at Valentine’s. She was on her way to meet her husband for a good lunch and great sex, but not necessarily in that order. [B]Touch-[/B] Sue Ellen shivered as she remembered his touch in the gym. It was firm, sensual, erotic and hot. [B]Weakness-[/B] It was her weakness and her addiction. [B]Tears - [/B]Sue Ellen could feel the tears forming as she realized the ramifications of her actions today in the gym. [B]Blood-[/B] He was in her blood again. God help her, she didn’t know if she could survive him. [B]Speed-[/B] Speed was Pam’s addiction. It had always been her addiction. [B]Wind-[/B] She loved the feel of the wind in her hair. [B]Freedom-[/B] The freedom of the open road. [B]Life-[/B] This was what life was all about. This was what she enjoyed. [B]Jealousy-[/B] Jealousy was something J.R. Ewing rarely admitted to but watching Sue Ellen with Jerry Kenderson, he admitted he was a bit jealous. If someone asked him why he was jealous of the good doctor, his answer would be simple. Kenderson made Sue Ellen smile. [B]Hands-[/B] Jock’s hands had always fascinated Miss Ellie. They were so large and strong but could be gentle and tender, a bit like the man himself. [B]Taste-[/B] J.R. grimaced at the taste of the medicine. It even hurt to swallow. “That bad Daddy?” asked John Ross. J.R nodded his head yes, lying back on his pillows. “Mama said the doctor will be here in about an hour. Will you be okay ‘til then?” John Ross asked worriedly. At J.R.’s nod of yes John Ross continued. “Okay, I’ll see ya after school Daddy, love ya.” J.R. mouthed he loved him too before closing his eyes and drifting back to sleep. [B]Devotion-[/B] J.R.’s lips moved in silent devotion as he sat at the bedside of his wife of forty years. He hadn’t moved from her side since her admission, three days ago unconscious and non-responsive. The doctor’s had said she was in a coma and that she would most likely slip away peacefully without ever regaining consciousness. But he knew better. He knew his Sue Ellen, the woman he loved would wake once more, and she had promised him a final ‘I love you’. [B]Forever- [/B]The days seemed to fly by but the nights lasted forever or so it seemed to J.R. It was three months since he had buried his Sue Ellen. After almost five days in the hospital she had woke much to the amazement of the doctors. They had been in a frenzy wanting to run numerous tests to discover the why and what of her condition. A single look from her had J.R. ordering everyone out. Once everyone left he leaned close to her, her hand in his and his cheek next to hers. [B]Sickness-[/B] He listened quietly as she softly whispered to him, her sickness robbing her voice of its normal vibrancy. When she finally finished speaking, he sat back and simply held her hand as she rested. Thirty minutes later John Ross arrived and once again, Sue Ellen began to speak but this time to her son as he laid his head next to hers. [B]Melody[/B]- The melody of her words flowed over John Ross as he listened to his mother. His tears soaked the pillow beneath him as she whispered her love to her only child. When she finished speaking, she softly kissed his forehead and closed her eyes exhausted. [B]Home-[/B] It was hours later when every member of the Ewing clan finally made it home to Southfork. Solemnly they paraded into the house, each one tired and heartbroken. They had lost the woman who for the past forty years had filled Southfork with love and laughter. They had lost their matriarch and no one was sure what would happen now. [B]Confusion-[/B] J.R. took his regular chair, not in the least surprised when his youngest great-grandchild climbed into his lap and lay her head on his shoulder. “Pappy, is Gran in heaven now?” Caitlyn asked softly. “Yes, sweetheart, Gran is in heaven now,” answered J.R. softly. “Pappy?” said Caitlyn. “Yes, sweetheart?” “If Gran is in heaven, who's gonna to keep you out of trouble?” ask Caitlyn in confusion. “Gran always said you would get into trouble is she wasn’t here.” [B]Fear-[/B] J.R. began to laugh at his great-granddaughter’s question. His laughter began softly at first then increased in volume until he was laughing heartily. He tried to stop but the looks on his family’s faces, everything from sheer disbelief to outright fear that his grief had robbed him of his mind fed his laughter until finally; gasping for breath he managed to regain some control. [B]Smile[/B]- Pulling his handkerchief from his inside jacket pocket J.R. wiped the tears from his eyes. Squeezing Caitlyn tightly he looked at her and said, “Well, darlin’ your Gran was right. I’m bound to get into some kind of trouble without her here to keep me in line.” J.R. glanced over at John Ross and grinned, “Your Granddad over there is probably scared to death about that. Do you know someone who might be able to help keep me out of trouble?” he asked. “Yep,” replied Caitlyn, the smile on her face warming his heart. [B]Bond-[/B] “Oh who might that be?” asked J.R. “Me,” replied Caitlyn. “Gran always said she and I had a bond so I figure I’m the best one for the job.” [B]Thunder- [/B] The laughter that greeted Caitlyn’s statement was as loud as thunder and everyone knew even though Sue Ellen Ewing was gone her legacy and love would live on. [B]Market-[/B] The outdoor market was crowded. Even with her list, Sue Ellen knew it was going to take her longer than usual to do her shopping. She had discovered her love of market shopping when she lived in London. She had spent hours in the various open-air markets even getting up at 4 AM to go to the New Covent Garden Market. Since moving back to Dallas, she continued her love of market shopping enjoying the unique variety available to her. [B]Technology-[/B] A quick peek at her cell phone told her it was already 9 AM and she knew it would take her at least another two hours to finish her shopping at the Dallas Farmer’s Market. As she passed by a stand featuring various melons a perverse idea popped into her head. Moving two melons into a risqué position, she snapped a quick picture of them before opting to send a picture mail. The text of the picture mail read ‘[I]wanna come play with my melons?[/I]’ and she hit send. “Gotta love technology,’ she giggled. [B]Gifted-[/B] J.R.’s phone rang alerting him he had a picture mail. Wondering who would be sending him a picture mail at 9 AM on a Thursday morning he retrieved the message, laughing as he read the text and looked at the picture. “That woman is nuts,” he said to himself as he typed out his reply. It read, [I]‘Love melons…should I come help pick them out? You know how gifted I am at choosing just the right ones…’[/I] [B]Innocence-[/B] Nothing could convince her of his innocence. She had seen him with her own eyes. How could he stand there and tell her nothing happened? Did he think she was stupid or naïve? No matter what Bobby said, no matter how much he protested Pam knew he had slept with Jenna Wade. Now Pam had to figure out what she was going to do. [B]Completed-[/B] The agreement was finally completed. After ten days of negotiations, of nitpicking over every little thing the union had finally agreed to a new labour agreement. Now all J.R. and Bobby Ewing wanted to do was pack their bags and get the hell out of Dodge or in this case Mobile, Alabama. [B] Clouds-[/B] Neither man lost any time in packing. They checked out and boarded the Ewing jet in record time. Neither spoke as they waited for takeoff. They were too exhausted for pleasantries. It would take them a bit more than an hour to fly home. Not enough time to do anything but stare at the clouds outside. [B]Air-[/B] Once in the air, and levelled off, J.R. walked back to the small shower located in the rear of the jet. He hadn’t taken the time to shower before leaving the hotel. He didn’t want to waste time in doing so and had decided to wait until they were airborne before cleaning up. [B]Heaven-[/B] Stripping quickly he stepped into the small shower enclosure and sighed in relief. The water felt like heaven and he quickly scrubbed the remains of Mobile from his skin. He washed quickly knowing Bobby probably wanted to freshen up before they landed in Dallas. Finished, J.R. stepped out of the shower, wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out and across the hall to the small washroom. [B]Hell-[/B] Shaved, brushed and dressed J.R. made his way back to the front of the plane. “Shower’s free,” said J.R. to Bobby. “Might want to wash off the trip from hell before we get home,” he added. “Good idea,” said Bobby standing and making his way to the back to shower. [B]Sun-[/B] They landed as the sun was setting. Climbing into the limo the two brothers sat back to enjoy the quiet ride home to Southfork. [B]Moon[/B]- Forty-five minutes later, they stepped out of the limo to a rising half moon and home. J.R. retrieved his garment bag, slung it over his shoulder and walked into the house, Bobby following right behind him. [B]Waves[/B]- Both men walked up the stairs to their respective rooms, their exhaustion coming off them in waves. Reaching his bedroom door J.R. opened it walking through and dropping his garment bag on the bed. [B]Hair[/B]- “How did it go?” Sue Ellen asked softly walking over to J.R. J.R. gathered her into a hug, burying his face in her hair. “It went,” he murmured holding her tightly, breathing in the scent of her perfume mixed with her shampoo. “God, I’m tired,” he said. [B]Ocean-[/B] Sue Ellen pulled back and looked into J.R.s’ eyes. They were as dark blue as the ocean depths and she could read the exhaustion in them. Reaching up she gently undid his tie. “Come on, let’s get you to bed. I’ll bring up dinner for both of us,” she said. “Then after you’ve eaten you, John Ross and I can watch a movie in bed. How does that sound?” she asked. [B]Perfect- [/B]“Sounds perfect,” replied J.R. [B]The End[/B] [/QUOTE]
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