Chapter 3
"Good Lord. I've always heard about those weird priest, choir boy things in the tabloid, but I never thought I'd get to be involved with one!" Jordan said sarcastically. Carrie threw her teddy bear at her. Patricia made a face and dissolved into laughter. "Poor Brian... getting involved with the preacher's kid first thing. Dangerous. Someone oughtta warn him that PK's are the worst kinds." Jordan went on. "Are you gonna screw in the confessionals?" "That's not Baptist, Jo. That's catholic." Patricia said with a grin. "Oh." Jordan said, looking puzzled, taking another drag on her cigarette. "Isn't AJ catholic?" Megan asked, still playing with her bracelet. "How should I know?" Jordan said. "If he was, we'd have to keep switching churches, cause after he went into confessional, we'd have priests falling over left and right from heart attacks. Suddenly the world would find itself in dire need of catholic priests. It'd be like an endangered species..." Everyone laughed.
Jordan removed herself from the couch to get another drink. From the kitchen she called out to Megan."Well, Meggie, its your turn." Jordan shut the refrigerator and returned to the living room. "We've all talked... now we want the story of you and your latin lover, my dear.... by the way- rumor is that he makes up for his lack of height in other ways... is that true?" "Jordan!!!" Megan blushed furiously, tossing the TV remote at her. Jordan ducked behind a pillow. "Well??" Jordan grinned wickedly. Megan smiled shyly then began. "I was having a house built. No big deal, right? Well, that's what I thought until I showed up on the site one day and ran into the contractor..."
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"Be careful up there guys! We cant afford another hospital bill!!" A handsome man shouted to the roofers as Megan walked up onto the site. "Excuse me sir?" She asked politely. "Yes?" He turned, amazed by this exotic beauty before him. "How can I help you?" "This is my house." Megan smiled, raking her eyes across this gorgeous man infront of her. His black hair was pulled into a ponytail behind his head and his large brown eyes gazed appreciatively at her voluptuous body. "Megan?" He asked. "Yes, sir." Megan smiled, enjoying the looks this man was giving her. Her long jet black hair hung straight and free down her back. Her intense violet eyes took in everything around her.
"Nice to meet you. I'm Howard Dorough. I'm the on-site contractor for today. I'm usually stationed in the office, but I decided to see how things were coming... I'm glad I did. Although, there is something I need to talk to you about." "What is that?" Megan asked, glancing at the clipboard he held in his hands. "The far back wall is in, but the layout we had drawn up of the interior you wanted isn't working." Howie said, pointing to a rough sketch he had drawn up on a sheet of paper. "Can we change it?" Megan asked, concerned. "Of course. When would be a good time to come by the office?" Howie asked, still caught up in her beauty. "How about we go out to lunch. My treat." Megan suggested. Howie's eyes opened wide, but his smile intensified. "Sounds wonderful... Let me go tell the guys. I'll be right there." Howie walked off to tell the workers.
Megan headed back to the car and collapsed inside her Benz. She turned the air on and just relaxed. This guy working on her house was gorgeous! He had on a tight shirt then showed off all the muscles across his chest and back. His pants fit around his backside wonderfully and she found her mind wandering to other areas...
"Alright, Megan. I'm ready. Where to?" Howie said with a smile as he walked up to the car. "I have just the right place in mind. Hop on in." Megan said. Howie climbed in, smiling still. She grinned and pulled out of the driveway and out onto the road. The drive was mostly in comfortable silence, but that was made up for at the restaurant. New plans were formatted for the house in a matter of seconds, and the rest of the time was spent in friendly conversation. At the end of the meal, they drove back to the site. "It was nice spending the day with you, Mr. Dorough." Megan said smiling. "You too, Megan. By the way- just call me Howie." He held out his hand, taking hers and kissing it gently. "Can we do this again sometime?" "Anytime." Megan replied, blushing. "Anytime..."
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Howie stepped out into the bright afternoon sunshine. Walking over to see how much progress was on the new house, he noticed a couple of the workers starting to goof off. "Be careful up there guys! We cant afford another hospital bill!!" Howie yelled. He shook his head and whispered to himself. "Why did they give me a bunch of crumnuts for workers?" Howie pulled open the blueprints, noticing part of the layout couldn't be done and tried to figure out how to fix it. Too busy looking at the blueprints, he didn't notice someone walking up behind him. "Excuse me sir?" Howie turned around quickly, startled by the voice. "Yes?" He stood there almost speechless, amazed by this exotic beauty before him. "How can I help you?" "This is my house." The woman said. Howie noticed that this beautiful woman was looking him up and down. Howie returned the favor and traced her full curvaceous body before meeting her with his eyes.
"Megan?" He asked flashing her a toothy grin. "Yes, sir." Megan smiled, enjoying the looks this man was giving her. Her long jet black hair hung straight and free down her back. Her intense violet eyes took in everything around her. "Nice to meet you. I'm Howard Dorough. I'm the on-site contractor for today. It's a good thing you came by today. There is something I need to talk to you about." "What is that?" Megan asked, glancing at the clipboard he held in his hands. "The far back wall is in, but the layout you wanted isn't working." Howie said, pointing to a rough sketch he had drawn up on a sheet of paper. He watched as she studied the blueprints. Man this girl is hot. Howie thought to himself. He watched her face and would give anything to take her face in his hands and kiss her. "Can we change it?" Megan asked, concerned. Hearing her voice, he came out of his mini-fantasy and looked at her hopeful face. "Of course. When would be a good time to come by the office?" Howie asked, still caught up in her beauty.
"How about we go out to lunch. My treat." Megan suggested. Howie's eyes opened wide, but his smile intensified. "Sounds wonderful... Let me go tell the guys. I'll be right there." Howie walked off to tell the workers. He was almost skipping away like a little boy. He couldn't wait to get with this girl. Who cares where they're going, as long as he could sit down in front of her and take in her beauty and everything around it. He looked behind his shoulder quickly. He caught a glance of her walking towards her car. Man she's got a good body too. Howie thought. She must've come from work. She was wearing some slacks and a snuggly fit silk blouse. I'll take her to work anytime. Howie added. Trying to ignore all the hoots and "Go Get Her Tiger!" calls he casually walked to her car. "Alright, Megan. I'm ready. Where to?" Howie said with a smile as he walked up to the car. "I have just the right place in mind. Hop on in." Megan said. Howie climbed in, smiling still. She grinned and pulled out of the driveway and out onto the road. Howie looked around the car. It was a pretty expensive ride. Beautiful AND Rich! Howie reminded himself. Who wouldn't want anything else?
Sitting in the restaurant, they formatted the new plans for the house in a matter of seconds, and the rest of the time was spent in friendly conversation. All the while, Howie drifted in and out of reality, imagining himself with this beautiful lady. He wanted to ask this woman for another day to be with her. He glanced down at her hands. No wedding ring he realized. She's single! At the end of the meal, they drove back to the site. "It was nice spending the day with you, Mr. Dorough." Megan said smiling. "You too, Megan. By the way- just call me Howie." He held out his hand, taking hers and kissing it gently. Looking back up, into her sexy violet eyes, he spoke up, "Can we do this again sometime?" "Anytime." Megan replied, blushing. "Anytime..."
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"Ohh! The Latin Lovah doin' some sexy work there!" says Brian. Howie stretches, with an "I'm the Pimp" look on his face. "Yes I learn from the best." At that moment, AJ slowly raises his hand and points to himself. Being the love machine of the group, all the guys laugh at his little stunt and pelt him with couch pillows. "C'mon you guys! You know I'm the best. You can't deny it!" AJ stands up, with his chest pushed out, imitating a superhero. Nick then stands up and walks towards AJ. He looks at Nick, and starts to laugh menacingly. "You puny man. You cannot challenge the sexiness of 'The Bone'". Nick raises his eyebrows and puffs out his chest like a bully. Compared to AJ's stature, Nick looks like he could squash AJ in a heartbeat. Giving out an evil grin, AJ lifts up his hand and starts to poke at Nick's pecs. "Gettin' a little flabby there, Nick. Looks like it's time for a training bra."
A loud gasp fills the room followed by hysterical screams and laughter. Nick deflates and looks at all the guys doubled over holding their stomachs. Nick looks back at AJ, hurt by the comment. "Oh I'm just playin' little man." AJ wraps an arm around Nick and gives it a squeeze. Nick gives out a defeated smile and runs to tackle Brian. A wrestling mach has begun and al the guys cheer on Frick & Frack. The match ends in a tie and they settle down. "Well guys. We've certainly met our women in some pretty weird ways." says Kevin. "Yeah I know. After I met Jordan, she dumped her guy Steve from New York, telling him that it just wasn't working out." AJ cuts in after taking a small puff on a cigarette. "I thought it would never work between me and Patricia. But turns out her father wanted me and Patricia to hook up after hearing from her mom that she liked me." Brian added in. A little wave of "awwws!" circled the room. "Yeah guys." Howie replied. We got ourselves some good women." "BRING ON THE WOMEN!" AJ yells out, raising his drink to the ceiling.
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"I can not believe we met our fellas in such weird ways!" Carrie said with a grin. "I can." Jordan said with a shrug. "Yeah big shock. You ARE weird, Jo." Patricia piped up, receiving a friendly blow to the head from a nearby pillow. "Just because you're jealous doesn't mean you need to be name callin'." Jordan said with a sly smirk. "Jealous?!" Patricia laughed. "About what?! The fact that Brian doesn't bleed ink?!" "Ooh! You're gonna get it now!" Jordan put out her cigarette and charged Patricia, jumping on top of her, and wrestling her to the floor, with the other girls joining in moments later, tossing pillows here and there.
"Wait! What time is it?!" Everyone stopped, Hilary looked at her watch. "Its 4 o'clock. Why?" "Get up! Get up!" Jordan yelled, laughing as she shoved the 4 other girls off of her. "We're meeting the guys over there at 7. We have to get ready!" "Oh yeah!" Megan said excitedly. They had all put that small piece of info far back in their minds throughout the course of the day. They all scrambled around, grabbing backpacks etc, and rushing into bedrooms and bathrooms to start getting ready.
Jordan wandered into her room, removing clothing as she walked. "Oh God!" Patricia giggled as she turned around and saw Jordan standing there half dressed in just her underwear. "What? These are boobs. You have 'em too." Jordan shrugged, climbing over stuff to reach her closet. She pulled out what looked like a few scraps of fabric and continued to get dressed.
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"Be right back guys. Phone's ringing!" Howie yelled as he jumped off the couch and walked into the kitchen. His absence didn't faze the group as they continued their chatter & goofing off. "Hey baby. Oh we're doin' good just sittin' back talkin'." Howie walks into the middle of the living room and signals everyone to be quiet. After a few "uh-huh's" and "ok's" Howie says bye and hangs up the phone. "Who was it Howie?" asks Nick with a mouthful of chips. Brian nudges Nick in the side, making him cough up a few chunks of chips. "Man Nick that was gross! Didn't your momma ever teach you to keep your food trap shut when it's full?" Nick then turns to Brian and opens his mouth wide, giving him a clear shot of everything he's eaten all day.
"Ok guys. That was Megan. They said they'll all be over here in a little while and we're gonna go out and do something. So let's go get ready..you know where your stuff is." All the guys quickly get up and rumble around the messy living room trying to get to the bathrooms. "I get the good bathroom!!" yells Brian. Running to the hallway, he gets tackled to the floor. "No Brian!" yells Howie. "Last time you used the good bathroom I was in there for an hour trying to clean out your whisker hairs and dried up shaving cream!" All the guys exchange gagging noises and walk around the other bathrooms. "Alright! Who stole my hair gel!!" yell Nick from an upstairs bathroom. He races around the other bathroom looking for an extra bottle and finds it in Howie's bathroom. "Howie. Why'd you take my hair gel?" Howie shrugs is shoulders. "I ran out of Jheri Curl, ok?" Nick rolls his eyes and walks out of the bathroom.
Kevin walks into AJ's bathroom, holding a pair of eyebrow tweezers. "Are these yours?" Kevin asks. AJ takes one look at the tweezers and then at Kevin. "Umm. No but I suggest you take the opportunity right now and learn how to use those." AJ says pointing to the tweezers. Kevin stares at him blankly and then raises one hairy eyebrow. "Ha..ha...too..funny."
Pretty soon, most of the guys were dressed and ready to go except for AJ and Brian. "C'mon Frick!" yells Nick looking at his watch. Brian walks out of the bathroom, wearing some khaki slacks and a dark blue button up shirt. "Alright we got one. Where's the other one?" says Kevin. Howie gets up and walks towards the bathroom. Before he can get to the door it swings open and AJ struts out wearing some smiley face boxers and a black tie around his neck. "Ok guys. Let's go!" AJ yells into the hallway. Howie gawks at AJ's attire and starts to laugh hysterically. "I don't think so Bone!" yells Howie. Attempting to corner him and tackle him, AJ runs from Howie and sprints across the room, neck tie flying behind him, giving all the guys a semi-streak show. The room erupts in laughter and cheers, watching Howie try to catch AJ. Brian sneaks up off the couch and collides with scrawny legs into the floor. Howie stops in front of the pile of legs and arms and grabs AJ and throws him into a chair.
"Man, Bone, you're not runnin' around town lookin' like the town nudist!" Brian yells out. "Man, I'm dead sexy! I'll just end up takin' all my clothes off at the end of the night anyways. Why get 'em dirty walkin' around in 'em?" AJ yells back. All the guys look at each other then back at the half-naked man sitting in Howie's house. All of a sudden, everyone grabs AJ and pulls him into a bedroom, with AJ kicking and screaming to no end. "Quick! Don't let him get away! Shut the door!" Kevin runs over and quickly shuts the door.
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"Jordan! You aren't seriously going to wear that are you??" Hilary asked as Jordan waltzed out of her room in a leather mini skirt and a halter top. "You don't think I should?" Jordan grinned. "Its less to take off." A flying bra hit her in the face as she ran back into her bedroom to change, laughing. They all ran outside to the car and piled in, laughing, giggling, and squealing the whole way. Jordan sped to Howie's house, amazed that she remembered how to get there. They swung into the driveway, tires screeching. Carrie reached up from the backseat to smack Jordan on the backside of her head. "What?" Jordan asked tensely turning around. "You could've killed us!" Carrie giggled. They all fell out of the car and ran up to the door. Megan rang the doorbell and waited.
Rushing feet and a loud thud greeted them from behind the door. Howie swung the door open and greeted the girls. "Hey! Come on in. AJ's in the back with the rest of the guys still getting ready. Brace yourself Jordan, they're fixin' him up for ya..."
All the girls walked in, seating themselves on the couch and sofa in the livingroom. "What're you guys doin' to my man?" demands Jordan, refusing to sit down while stomping the toe of her shoe on the floor. "I told you." says Howie. "We're fixin' him up for tonight." Jordan looks back at the four other girls sitting in the livingroom, completely clueless with the whole situation. A loud thud against the wall turns everyone's attention to the bedroom in the hallway. "What is goin' on in there?" asks Hilary. "I don't even wanna know. You guys had all day to do your little thing and now it's time to go!" replies Carrie. At that moment, the bedroom door opens, and Nick runs out holding his stomach trying to breathe from laughing so much. "Oh hey girls. Sorry AJ'll be out in a second." Everyone exchanges worried glances. "OK AJ!" yells Kevin. "Come show the girls what you're gonna wear tonight!" All the guys except for AJ were huddled with their girlfriends in the livingroom waiting for AJ to walk out.
The door slowly creaked open and they could hear the heavy footsteps coming down the hallway. Everyone was craning their necks around the corner to see what had happened. AJ slowly walks into the livingroom. The room was filled with absolute silence as he walked in. But leave it to Jordan to break the silence. "Ooh baby..." Jordan whiperes slowly before running over to AJ and wrapping her arms around his body and covering his mouth with kisses. AJ lets out a grunt at the sudden impact, but puts on a big smile at all the attention he's getting. "We managed to find some of Howie's old clothes and put AJ in them." says Brian. AJ backs up out of Jordan's grasp and gives a small runway show. Walking across the floor, he was dressed in tan silk pants, a tight spandex/cotton button up shirt, and a tan silk sports jacket. His hair was combed and the smell of CK1 floated around the room. Reaching the end of the room, AJ turned on his heels, he walked back towards Jordan, pulled his sunglasses out of his pocket and put them on, winking just before coving his deep eyes with the reflective glasses.
"Oh no AJ. Jordan's gonna faint." yells Patricia. All the girls started laughing and imitated Jordan, falling over each other. "Ok guys. I think we better go our reservations are in 30 minutes." Kevin replies. At that moment, everyone assembled in the living room, with each guy paired up with their girlfriend. Walking out the door, AJ all of a sudden yelled out. "BRING ON THE WOMEN!....OWW!" AJ squeaks out, rubbing his suddenly sore chest. "If you say that again I'm gonna rip your nipple off!" Jordan threatened, with a sly grin on her face.
"Oh we's a feisty one. Don't get too excited yet. We've only just begun!"
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Well how did you like the story? It was a great colabortation between BB And Bonez and we had a great time writing it. I know it just kind of drops off here as soon as they're fixin to go out. But that's what we like. We like to keep you guys in suspense. Perhaps you can make your own sequel to this story. Now that you're done wit this story, go read another one!
