September 11, 2003

 

 

That night Stormy had put the herd of children that she had with her to bed, thankful that she only had one. She was snapped from her thoughts at the sound of shouts and banging. She jumped up to see what was going on. She found Lightning and Timmy on the ground rolling about fighting. Stormy pulled both kids from each other without too much trouble.

“Lightning get to your room, I’ll deal with you in a minute!” Lightning nodded and started to run past her mother who still gave her a stinging smack.

Stormy turned to the seven year old.

“What in the world were you thinking? Hasn’t your mother taught you not to fight with girls?”

“Yes, but I think it’s just because they can’t handle themselves. They’re too weak.” Stormy had to fight the growl in her throat.”

“I’d cut out the smart talk boy,” Stormy told him sternly. Timmy merely crossed his arms against his chest, He wasn’t afraid of her.

“Don’t think that you can scare me,” Timmy spoke back at her. Stormy growled as she sighed. She didn’t know how to go about this one, after thinking for a moment.

“You do realize I can’t let you get away with this don’t you?” Timmy shrugged his shoulders.

“Don’t care.” He replied quickly. From a distance Lightning was cringing, she could hear Timmy in there upsetting her mother farther. She knew that once Stormy was finished with that boy, she was next and if he made her mother THAT much madder… she didn’t even want to think about that thought. She went over to her bed and climbed in hoping that she could pass over as being asleep.

 

 

On the other side of the Color Castle, Patty and Buddy were having other issues going on to say the least.

“Patty, I didn’t catch all that you were saying! I don’t really want to…” He cut himself off when she opened the door to the room which she had been in. His mouth dropped to the floor, he had never in all his life of knowing this woman to wear a nightdress like this. The dress was a very light mint green;  it was almost transparent and had a white band across the waist. It was sleeveless and fell barely to her knees. The top just barely covered her chest.  Buddy had to fight to catch his breath at the sight. He was now praying that neither one of his girls would come flying in, or an emergency would come up and this would only happen to be a dream. It had been so long since he and Patty had been intimate like this.

Patty gave him a mischievous grin,

“Bet you’re a changing your mind now, aren’t you.” Buddy nodded speechless. As she led him over to their bed. Buddy was coming up with something to say when the green haired woman wiped that thought from him with a very, very, very deep and passionate kiss.  Buddy couldn’t take it any longer he just let his love for the beauty in front of him take over.

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