The Plot Sickens

[melissa]

Yeah i was wondering if anyone minded me putting two eps on at once. I'm really flying here. I'm about three episodes ahead!
Some good stuff is coming up with you guys. i think i might have too many characters in this! Maybe kill some off? We could have a Home and Away style explosion lol.

[leelee]

welll more more moer then! haha yeah kill carey and marcy haha

[luvlicca]

ok i cant wait anymore, i need more more more!! awwwwwww how cool licca missed me!!!!!!! mmmmmmm what a stud!!

[yadie05]

mate if ur ahead put them in u kno we cant stand the suspense!!!

[leelee]

come on pllllllllllllllleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaasssssssssssseeeeeeeeeeee we're like dying here! c'mon! haha

[luvlicca]

hell yeah i agree with yadie and leelee, put them on!!! its killing me!!

[luvlicca]

cmon mel where is it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[melissa]

Episode 21

Things that make you go mmm…

Christi thought she probably didn’t have it quite as bad as she had first thought. True, Strauchanie’s flat smelled like a stale fart and there was an unidentified guy passed out in the corner of the bathroom, but she hadn’t been treated all that badly. He bought her Krispy Kreme Donuts and let her watch Neighbours, even though it was a show he hated. He even cleaned his flat once in a while. Judging by the light coming in under the blinds she guessed she’d been there nearly a day and a half. Her Dad was on the mid-season trip with the boys and her Mum was busy with a new gardening project so she was sure neither of them would be checking up on her for at least another day or two. She just wished Strauchanie would tell her what she was doing here! He appeared to have a plan. But he wasn’t letting on what it was. Not even when she had batted her eyelashes at him and pretended to be interested. He had even given her a lecture about how provocatively she dressed around him! Started quoting about Adam and Eve from the Bible. Christi had rolled her eyes, and gave up there and then. He obviously was not going to be tricked into letting her go. Or telling her why she was there in the first place.
He came in the room that night with Chinese for tea. ‘Thought I’d lash out and get some take away’, he said. ‘Do you like Chow Yum Fat or would you like the cream of Sum Yun Guy?’
Christi shook her head, laughing. ‘Very funny. Any fried rice in there, by any chance?’

Heath, Rhyce and Jen sat on the two narrow beds, the room dimmed so that the light of the TV was the only thing to see by. Jen sat on Heath’s bed, Heath beside her in the dark. She couldn’t concentrate on the storyline at all! It seemed to be some movie about a fat guy who becomes a wrestler and starred Jack Black. It wasn’t very funny. Heath asked her if she wanted to watch something else. ‘I don’t mind’, she said.
He turned it over. Straight to porn! On the screen, two girls were giving a guy a real show. Kissing and touching each other. Jen screwed up her face. ‘Ew, yuck! Don’t know what you guys see in that girl-on-girl action’.
‘Ah, come on! It’s every guy’s secret fantasy’, Rhyce said, laughing.
‘I think Jen would rather see two guys and a girl’, Heath joked.
Jen’s face burned and she was glad of the low light in the room!
‘What, like us now?’ Rhyce asked.
There was an uncomfortable silence. Jen wished Rhyce was somewhere else. She liked him, but wanted to be alone with his brother!
‘I’m not sure she’s into that idea, bro’. Heath said, ‘And I think it’s time you took a cold shower’.
‘Yeah… I think I might go and have a shower’, Rhyce agreed. ‘Leave you guys alone… together’. He opened the door to the small ensuite and winked at them. Heath picked up the Bible on the nightstand next to his bed and threw it, but Rhyce had got out of the way just in time!
‘I’m sorry about that. I think he likes you’. Heath said, turning to Jen.
‘Yeah… I kind of got that impression!’ She said.
‘So… do you like him, because if you do, I’ll back off. I don’t cut another guy’s lunch. Especially not my brother’s’.
Was he admitting he liked her? Jen gulped. ‘No, I don’t. I mean, as a friend, yeah, but not… that way’.
‘Cool’.
Before Jen knew it, his lips were on hers. He was an amazingly good kisser for someone so young. She closed her eyes. I’m gonna wake up and this is going to be a really good dream, she thought to herself. This can’t possibly be happening!
She woke up the next day, still fully clothed, lying on top of the bed. Rhyce was asleep on the other bed and Heath was sprawled on the uncomfortable looking loveseat in the corner under the window. His left foot was sitting on the sill and his right was hanging off the edge of the couch. One arm was slung up behind his head and the other across his stomach. He looked so peaceful Jen didn’t want to wake him. She felt bad that he’d felt he had to sleep on the couch. What had happened last night? The last thing she remembered was his kiss. Did she fall asleep on him?! As she gazed at him, bits and pieces were coming back to her. He had undone a couple of her buttons and copped a bit of a feel, and so had she, but that was all she could honestly remember doing until Rhyce finished his shower!
She realised her predicament. She had to get out of the hotel before either Wayne Carey or any of the other players noticed she was here. She knew the rumours that would be spread if that happened! She sat up and went into the bathroom to straighten herself up. Her blouse was hanging crooked, as if either Heath or herself had tried to do it up in a hurry. She grinned. Re-fastened the buttons in front of the mirror, and noticed a purplish mark on her neck! A hickey! Had they gotten that frisky? She wished she could remember everything. Damn those three and a half Bourbons!
Sneaking out, she stole one last look at Heath and wished she could kiss him goodbye. He really did look totally adorable! She resisted the temptation and left the room.
Lisa was waiting for her down in the bar. ‘There you are! I sent you an sms last night! What happened?’
Jen shrugged, trying to be nonchalant but a big grin gave her away. ‘He kissed me. Nothing else, though. I suppose because his brother was there. What about you and Trav?’
Lisa smiled. ‘Oh, we did a lot more than kiss! Cameron didn’t come back to the room so we had it all to ourselves. I am so glad we did this, Jen! It was one of your best ideas, ever’.
Jen found she had to agree. ‘Let’s get out of here. I’ve got some juicy goss for you. Speaking of which, if you see Wayne Carey, run!’

Leelee was unable to concentrate at work. This whole issue with Ryan and Marcy was driving her crazy. She had known that he had spent the night with her, and had vowed to put the idea of it out of her mind. But now that Marcy was pregnant, it kept popping back in there. She knew Ryan wouldn’t touch Marcy again. She trusted him. But just knowing he had, at least once… She stood up and stretched. Switched off her computer. She had to do something about this. Otherwise she’d be sitting here going crazy! It was almost lunch time anyway. Ryan and the boys had just gotten back from their stay in Apollo Bay but wouldn’t be in for training until this afternoon. Someone had told her Marcy had gotten a job with a small public relations company on Bourke Street. A low-level, front-line reception job. A real step down from her position at the Lexus Centre. Leelee reached the glass doors. Marcy sat at the desk over to the right, her back to the door. She was on the phone. Leelee went in as quietly as she could, and stood waiting while Marcy finished her phone call.
‘No, you can’t!’ She was saying, in as quiet a voice as she could muster. ‘I’ll be ruined!’
Leelee’s ears pricked up. This was a personal phone call? She longed to know who was on the other end!
‘But… did you find that girl who saw us together? If this gets out, you might as well sign your divorce papers now!’
Leelee’s jaw dropped. Marcy was fooling around with a married man? She knew what this meant. There was a really good chance the baby wasn’t Ryan’s!
She crossed her arms. How could she deceive Ryan like that? It had been only about a month since he had… she didn’t want to think about that. Enough time to get pregnant, sure, but knowing Marcy like she did, Leelee had been positive there was another angle to it. Now it looked as though she was right. That girl couldn’t lie straight in bed!
‘I can’t talk now. I have to go. I’m at work, you imbecile!’
Marcy spun around on her chair and went all kinds of pale. ‘What are you doing here?’
Leelee smiled. She liked having the upper hand, for once! ‘I’ve come to see you, actually’. She said, staring down at Marcy with a look of pure contempt.
‘What for? You got what you wanted! Me, humiliated, sacked! Come to gloat, now?’
‘No. Ryan told me you’re pregnant. I’m just wondering if it’s really his baby. And from the sound of that conversation you were having, I’m not sure you even know’.
‘You heard that?’ Marcy’s bottom lip started to tremble. ‘Oh, Leelee… I’m really sorry about everything. You can’t know how much I’ve hated myself lately! All the plotting and scheming…’
‘Save it’, Leelee interrupted. ‘You’re not going to suck up to me and expect me to keep your sordid little secret! You have absolutely nothing of value to me. Why would I care who knows?’
‘No one can know!’ Marcy looked around her, fearfully. ‘If my boss finds out, I’ll get the sack! I didn’t tell them I was pregnant when I got this job’.
Leelee shrugged. ‘That’s your problem, not mine. I just don’t want you to mess up Ryan’s life! If it’s someone else’s, Marcy… Do the right thing. Don’t make Ryan pay’.
‘I don’t know what you’re talking about’. Marcy said, leaning back in her chair. ‘I’m not making him do anything. I just thought he should know there’s a chance he could be the father. I’m not holding him to anything’.
‘Fine. Keep it that way’. Leelee said, and marched purposely back out the door.
That went well! She thought. A little too well…

Next time on The Plot Sickens…

Bella and Chris make a movie
Yasmine meets her match
And Strauchanie gets hitched!



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Episode 22

Holy Alimony, Batman!

Bella and Chris were getting it on at her place. Halfway through, they stopped to change positions and survey the damage. A bookshelf had toppled over; a lamp lay destroyed on the floor. ‘Wow’, Chris said, with a whistle. ‘Looks like a hurricane blew through here’.
Bella grinned. ‘Looks like we blew through here, you mean! Get back here, boy’. She tugged on his hips. He laughed. ‘Hey, I’ve got an idea. You know that Sony Cyber Shot you’ve got?’
‘Yeah?’
‘Why don’t we make a movie?’
Bella stared up at him. ‘Of us… I don’t think so’.
He shrugged. ‘It’s your camera. You can destroy the evidence if you don’t like it’.
He did have a point. And she’d love to have the memory captured on celluloid, where she could go back to it whenever she wanted! ‘It only films for a few minutes. It’s not a video camera’, she told him.
‘That’s all right. A few minutes is all we need! Um… that didn’t actually come out right’. He blushed.
‘It’s all right, Taz’, she reassured him. ‘I know you last longer than a few minutes’.
Chris set up the camera on the set of drawers across the room. Then he turned and grinned at Bella. ‘Lights, Camera, Action’, he quipped.
Bella put on her best porno movie face. Or what she thought was a good porno movie face. Batted her eyelids and tried to look sexy. Which was hard to do when you were lying with your legs in the air! She folded them around Chris’s waist and they got back to business.

Strauchanie had put the next phase of his plan in action. Now ordained as a Minister of the Holy Something or Other, he downloaded some vows from the internet (where he’d received his shonky marriage licence, of course). ‘Christi, Baby’, he said, twirling her around on the computer chair she was tied to; ‘I’ve got a marriage licence, and a licence to marry! Hehehe… We’re finally on the path to wedded bliss!’
Christi’s jaw dropped in horror. Marry Strauchanie? She’d sooner elope with Lance Whitnall! Sure, he had treated her relatively well, but that didn’t change the fact that she could barely stand to be around him, let alone like him enough to marry him! She started to struggle in the vain hope that the rope around her body would loosen and she could escape this hell.
‘I know, I know…’ he was saying. ‘You can’t wait to be untied so you can jump your new hubby’s bones! I hear ya! But I have to conduct the ceremony first. So, you’ll just have to learn a little patience, Honey-Buns’.
‘I don’t want to marry you, you overgrown toenail! You have to love someone to marry them. I barely even like you!’ She figured it was time for some harsh truths. No more of this pussy-footing about! She was about to become Mrs Brian Strauchan, for God’s sake!
‘You know, dear, you’re going to have to put a sock in it while I’m doing this. This is the first time for me, and I want to get it right. So any more noise out of you and I will put a sock in it’. He found the right page and started waffling on about God and Love and the bonds of Holy Matrimony. Christi thought she was going to be sick. ‘You know, Strauchanie, this marriage won’t be legal’, she told him. ‘Both people have to consent; and I am sure as hell not going to do that!’
‘Christi, I did warn you. Now I’m going to have to fetch the sock’. He said, fishing in the crack of the couch for that sock he’d seen about a week ago.
‘How can I consent if you gag me?’ Christi asked.
‘Oh, I see what this is! You’re trying to be clever! Trying to trick Strauchanie! Well, it won’t work. You’ll just nod your head when the right time comes’.
‘In your dreams’. Christi said, wriggling like a worm to try and free herself.
But he’d tied the rope into some weird configuration that when she loosened one part, another tightened. In this case, it was the loop around her neck!
‘Strauchanie’, she pleaded, ‘I know you don’t want to hurt me! I can’t breathe! Please, untie me! I promise, I’ll marry you!’

Emily and Dale were walking hand in hand through Highpoint. They’d just gotten matching tattoos of magpies on their hips and were gazing into each other’s eyes, lovey-dovey like. ‘Oh, I forgot to tell you!’ Em said, passing a bridal shop, ‘My mum is getting married to that guy she met speed-dating. She wants me to be a bridesmaid, and… she wants you in the bridal party, too’.
Dale stopped in the middle of the Food Court. ‘Hasn’t she known him for like, five minutes?’
Em shrugged. ‘Three months, but they said it was meant to be. They knew it from the first minute they laid eyes on each other. His name is Ted, and he’s a pretty decent guy. Pretty boring, though. He sells Life Insurance’.
Daisy laughed. ‘So they’re having a big wedding, then?’
‘No, just their witnesses, which will be my Aunty and Ted’s best friend. And us’.
He looked concerned. Ran a hand through the nest of blonde hair and frowned. ‘I suppose this means I have to wear a tux’.
‘Yep’, said Em, hardly able to wait to see him kitted out in one!
‘Ah, well… Guess I can do that. For your Mum. Besides, if I didn’t, she’d probably do some of that jujitsu on my arse’.
Em laughed. That had gone a little better than she’d dared hope. She knew his aversion to getting dressed up. How was she going to tell him that he’d have to do the Bridal Waltz, too? She adored Daisy but even she could admit he was a terrible dancer.

Yasmine finished rubbing liniment into Paul Licuria’s shoulder and left the room. Out in the gym, half a dozen players and a few athletes from the VIS were working out or sparring in the ring. She was bored, and more than a little horny. Scott Pendlebury had got himself a little tart and wasn’t available to play with anymore. She had to find fresh meat!
Sean Rusling walked in the room. He wiped down a padded bench with a towel and sat while he stretched his shoulder muscles. Mm, Yasmine thought. Yummy. She confidently strolled over.
‘Hi, Sean’. She said.
Ruz glanced at her but didn’t stop stretching. ‘Hi, Yasmine. Do you want something?’
‘As a matter of fact, I do’, she said.
‘That’s interesting’, he said, not in the least bit interested. He pulled the bar down and grasped it with both hands. ‘Now, can I get on with my workout?’
Yasmine was shocked. She’d never been treated like this before! He was just… brushing her aside! Usually guys of his age were in a roaring rush to get into her pants! This one didn’t even look at her. He looked past her! This just could not be happening!
Ruz started reps on his deltoids. ‘I don’t see you leaving’, he said.
Yasmine gasped. But couldn’t find a word to say! She stood there, her mouth opening and shutting indignantly. Ruz thought she resembled a fish.
She finally found her feet and got the hell out of there. She wasn’t sticking around to be embarrassed anymore. But the more she thought about it during the day, the more he intrigued her. She was not used to being ignored. Being one of those people who like the hunt almost as much as the kill, she started to view Ruz as a challenge. She’d win him over, then she’d let him f**k her over… a workout bench?!

Will Strauchanie get hitched?
Will Yasmine work her wiles on Ruz?
And why does Dale start standing Em up?


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[leelee]

wow! that was certaily 2 impressive episodes! Haha Marcy is quivering in her boots... What? dale standing up em? Whats going on here???

[luvlicca]

mmmmm interesting!!! more mel more! and that filthy whorebag yasmine get your hands off my man!!!!

[leelee]

roflmao oh this us great! abso-lucking-flutely loving it :

[bellastar]

i made a movie!!!! that kind of movie!!!!!!! ahhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!111111

[leelee]

wow secrets all the time bell!

[luvlicca]

bell you have to tell now...................

next episode please

[bellastar]

come on, where's the next episode! get onto it, mel, its not bush week!

and for the record, i have never been in a movie of that calibre, and i never will be!