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Forbidden things have a secret charm.

Publius Cornelius Tacitus  (via fyp-philosophy)

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HELLO...ANYONE STILL THERE?

Hey everyone who ever read my stories!!!

I’m actually sitting around, missing my writing tonight.  Maybe this is the start of being inspired to pick it back up, maybe I’m just wistful.

I hope everyone is doing well!  The last six months have seen such change and upheaval in my life.  Divorce isn’t easy, and although I’m doing well, I find myself filling the void.  I live alone now, and I work an odd schedule.  My weekend is mid week, so I fill that time.  I’m no good sitting around by myself.  So, I end up with very little time on my hands to sit and write.  I do have a few more things written about Lynn and Jimmy, but nothing is in order.

This writing community came to me at a time when I was so lonely in my marriage, needing something...a creative outlet.  You can’t imagine how much all the support I got meant to me - I’ll never put it into words.  But these little xrated tales really made me see that I could do things...I know that must sound silly but having an audience, a purpose each day to write and think up things, really gave me confidence in other areas of my life.  And I needed that!!

So huge hugs and thanks all around to everyone.  I hope life is good for you.  I won’t say I’ll post soon, because I just don’t know.  I’m headed on a mini vacation (well needed after this winter of wreckage) and I’d like to think something will inspire me.  I’ll let you know.

Much love and happiness to you all, Jenn

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I love you-I do-but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you’re always going to leave me…We can’t deny it. You’re always going to leave.

David Levithan, Every Day (via thelovejournals)

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Jesus - the writers are the lustiest ones going!! Fear not!

I just wanted to ask... *shifty eyes* is it normal that I get kinda very turned on by Fanfiction? Because no one really talks about that and I feel like I'm the only one kinda... getting off to it XDDD

Bwahahaha … Good God, why do you think I started this damn story? :-)  Perfectly normal … well, within the realms of our asylum here, anyway.

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*sips whiskey*. I AM DYING.

ok but with Robert i want to cuddle with him and put little flowers in his hair just as much as i want to fuck him into the mattress... i'm so conflicted....

Okay, let me wipe the wine off my screen.  Fuck him into the mattress.  Oh, man, priceless lol!  That’s the beauty of Robert, he’s so sweet and warm and cuddly … and then so, well, you know.  Mmmm … just lovely.

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Superstar ~ Part 1 ~ Chapter 9

Jenn’s Notes:  Dear Readers - Sorry again for the long absence.  Divorce is no fun - as a friend says, he doesn’t wish it on his worst enemy.  That about sums things up.  But, I’m moving along - in the right direction.  I can’t promise when I’ll post again, and I’ll try to read mail - I really do appreciate you guys still hanging on and asking for updates.  It’s nice to be wanted at this time!  Again,   Love to you, my readers!  You have no idea what being on here - writing, posting, corresponding - has meant to me!  XOXO

September 3, 1974

Journal Entry:   Friday, August 30, 1974 - 

Jimmy will be town on Tuesday and I’ve driven myself crazy waiting…no wanting.  It’s want…need…something dark this time.  I can barely eat and sleep, knowing, thinking, about how he’ll be in my bed in a few days.  What have I let happen here?  And then I come home to this box.  Delilah, bless her, sent her oldest over with it.  That boy is so shy, if he only knew what he held in his hands.  Thank God it was unmarked, in plain brown mailing paper.  Inside was a box from Fredericks of Hollywood, and a note…with some very specific instructions I am expected to follow.  I think he must be driving himself crazy too.

Lynn was on the subway, feeling flushed and uncomfortable in her seat.  She had filled in for another nurse, at another clinic in midtown, on the holiday.  This got her square for her needed days off.  Jimmy was due in an hour, coming in from Houston, she thought his telegram said.  He had sent two.  She was so dizzy with anticipation, and the state she had worked herself  into, wasn’t helping her memory.  He was traveling with Bad Company.  Apparently, he’d concoct some story of why he couldn’t stay with them and participate in whatever debauchery they were cooking up on tour.

It was cool and overcast when Lynn got off the train.  As she turned towards her apartment, she caught sight of a black Lincoln across the street from her building.  Probably nothing.  Could be anyone.  A priest.  A cop.  A mobster.

As she approached the walkway, she heard the car door.  She looked and saw him.  He was early.  He was wearing a black patterned shirt, black jeans and sunglasses.  He looked every bit the rock star he was.  However, he wasn’t looking her way.  She nearly called out to him, then realized there were other people on the street. Children playing.  Of course there are, it’s a holiday.

She turned away, her instincts telling her to let him manage the situation. Whether or not he wanted attention or recognition.  She thought not.  She certainly didn’t want to be the one who brought it to him.  

Lost in her thoughts, she nearly fell over Delilah’s younger boy.

“Miss Lynn!  Watch out!” Darrian called to her.

“You better watch yourself, Darrian Michael…is that how you talk to your elders?” Delilah scolded.

“No, Delilah, Darrian’s fine.  I wasn’t watching where I was going.  He saved us both!” Lynn yelped, hugging the boy.  “You off to have fun?” she asked, trying to compose herself.

“Granny Lucy’s, Miss Lynn!  We’re spending the night!  She’s going to watch us on the last day before school starts!” Darrian excitingly told her.

“Well, you have fun, all right?  You too, Desmond.  Dez, you looking forward to junior high?” Lynn asked.

“Yes, ma’am,” the shy boy responded.  Delilah sighed, pulling them both along, headed for the station Lynn had just disembarked.

“Lynn, good lord, did you work today?” Delilah asked.

“Yep, but I’m done.  Have a few days off,” Lynn smiled, wondering what the hell had become of Jimmy. He had disappeared from her sight.

“Well, you take it easy.  It’ll be quiet til Wednesday night, with us out of the way,” she smiled.  “I got a few days off, not due back in court until Thursday,” she said. Delilah was a bailiff, who put up with nothing.  Including lip from her two boys, and abuse from her now ex-husband.

Lynn shifted, for the umpteenth time that day, looking at Delilah.  It was like the woman knew.

“Well, thanks, you enjoy your visit,” Lynn smiled.

A chorus of goodbyes echoed on the sidewalk, as they parted company.  Lynn hurried inside, thinking she just needed to get upstairs.  As the elevator doors opened, she was pushed into it from behind, sending a chill up her spine and nearly a scream from her throat.  She turned to see it was him.  

“Fifth floor, right love?” he asked, smiling, pressing “5” and the button to close the doors.

“Jesus Christ, you scared me to death!” Lynn wailed, throwing her arms around him.

“Umm…my girl, happy to see me, yeah?” he asked, grinning, as he held her.

“Of course I am!” she whispered, searching for his mouth.  She connected one sweet kiss, before the bell sounded, and he pulled away.  The doors opened, and no one was in the corridor.  He grabbed her hand and pulled her down the hall, hurrying to her door.

He turned to her once.  “Have the key?”

“Yep, in my coat pocket,” she smiled, patting it.  They reached her door, and he impatiently waited for the lock to turn.  He allowed her in first, and as he locked the door behind him, she removed her coat.

“Let me open the windows, it’s stuf-”

But the rest of the sentence never left her.  He was all over her.  His lips, his hands, his erection easily seen and felt through his jeans.

He left her breathless, kissing her, then trailing his lips and tongue along her throat until he reached her ear.  She wasn’t sure if it was a result of being overcome by his presence, or if it really did take him an exceedingly long time to reach the very sensitive spot behind her earlobe.  As she moaned, he whispered to her, wanting to know…

“Are you wearing them?” he asked.

“Umm…” she sighed.

“Johanna is that a ‘yes’?” he asked.

“Yes,” she breathed.

“That’s my girl.  To work all day, right?” he asked.

“Yes,” she said, as her hand traveled to his ass and pressed him, harder, against her uniform.

“Oh love, you were such a tease today, but no one knew.  Except me,” he paused, reaching his fingers under her skirt, feeling the lace band of her stockings and her dampness as he approached her core.  “Proper on the outside, a bit naughty underneath.  Did it feel good?” he asked.

“Yes,” she whimpered.  “Jimmy, please…let’s…please…I need to sit down,” she said.

He walked her to the sofa, had her step out of her shoes.  He pulled off her sweater, unzipped her dress, while her back was to him, her eyes closed.  He stepped back as she turned around so he could admire his purchases, and gaze into those chocolate eyes.  He was quite pleased, and he let her sit.

The sun was going down, and the apartment was awash in last faint pink light of the day.  It didn’t matter; Lynn could see nothing but him.  Their eyes locked as he moved, both their mouths open, breathing what little air there was between them.  Still in her lingerie, with her legs around him, Jimmy was buried deep inside her.  Her hands roamed his torso, as they had somehow managed to get him out of his pants.  

He had a tight grip on her hips, her shapely ass, as he lost himself in the feel of her.  So soft, so hot, but so comforting.  He liked that she never second-guessed anything they did.  She just went with wherever he took her…and she always enjoyed the ride.  

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They sat, side by side.  Perspired, out of breath, with damp hair, and a rather comical state of undress.

“God, look at us,” she smiled.

He had reached his cigarettes and lit one, and it dangled from his lips as his smiled formed.

“You are quite the fine lay, my love,” Jimmy said, taking her hand, entwining their fingers.

“Really?  A fine lay?  Nice.”

“What?  That was meant as a compliment.  Would you prefer me telling you that you’re a good fuck?” he smirked.

She playfully smacked his arm as he quietly chuckled.

“We look like a goddamn hooker and her john,” Lynn quipped.

“A prossie and a what?” he asked.

“Her john.  You know, the guy who’s paying her.  You don’t know that word?” she asked.

He slowly shook his head, smiling at her.  “Why do you think we look like a prossie and John?” he asked.

“A john, her john…you need an article in front of it…oh, nevermind,” she said, as he looked at her more perplexed than before.

“You’ve not answered, love,” he said.

She sighed, waving her hand in rather dramatic fashion over both of them.  “Because of this.  My God, I’m in this ridiculous lingerie, and-”

“You don’t like the lingerie I picked out for you?” he asked, with a pout forming that she wasn’t sure was real or contrived.

“It’s gorgeous, but all white lace?  I feel like a goddamn bride!”

“Yes, like a virgin…” he sighed, closing his eyes, taking a drag from his cigarette.  A slow smile emerged across his features.

“Jesus!  Is that your sick fantasy?” she asked, somewhat taken aback and amused all at once.

He laughed.   “What’s so sick about a beautiful woman in white lace? And why does that make you think you’re a…hooker?”

“Because I know this is your fantasy.  You sent this, had me wear it for you, and I’ve gotten all dressed up for the job!”

“Well, Jo, it was hardly work now was it?” he asked, innocently looking at her.

She wanted to be mad at that, but she couldn’t.  Not with the look he gave her.

“No, hardly,” she said quietly.  “And look at you,” she giggled.

“What?”

“You’re quite the sight,” she smiled.  He looked at her questioning her, wanting her to continue.  She waved her hand over him again.

“Jim, dear, you’re in a shirt-”

“A new shirt and you nearly broke the bloody poppers!” he exclaimed.

“Well, serves you right,” she said, kissing his cheek.  “You look so damn sexy and you’ve made me half out of my head today, wearing this get-up.  On top of just feeling sexy wearing it, I knew you had to be fantasizing about it,” she said.

He smiled, inhaling, nodding.  

Damn him!  He wanted this…and course, he engineered it.  Had me in crotchless panties, thigh-highs and a see-through lace bra all day that just…well, rubbed everything.  

The lace had rubbed her nipples and her folds, as she grew wetter and wetter from the friction and the thought of him…and what he might do to her when he saw her.

“Jo, love? What were you saying about my appearance?” he asked.

She smiled, snapped out of her thoughts by his soft voice.  “Oh, you look like a damn john - you’re wearing your shirt, wide open, and socks.  And nothing else.  Socks and an open shirt, Jimmy.  It’s pretty damn funny,” she chuckled.

He leaned over, cupping her breast through the lace, rubbing her nipple with his thumb.  

“Well, Joey, I couldn’t help it that I didn’t have time to properly undress for you, love.  You were rather greedy for my attention,” he smirked.  “And I hardly think I’m like this john you keep calling me.”

She laughed out loud.  “Really?  And why not?”

He took her hand back, kissing it, before placing his forehead against hers.  

“Because a man who hires a prostitute is generally interested in fucking her or getting head.  I don’t think your john bloke would have gone down on you the way I did…or produced such a satisfying climax for you, darling.  Multiple times, I might add.”

He said all of this with a straight face.  He was dead serious.

“Dear God, that ego,” she said, closing her eyes, shaking her head in disbelief.

“What?  Joey, there are a couple of things in this world, whereby I’m very sure of my abilities.  One, of course, is playing guitar, the other is going down on a wo-”

She punched his arm for that one.  And he let out a bit of a howl.  

“Hey watch that!  These arms are quite important, you know!”

“Do you realize I might not want to hear you gloat?  Or worse yet, think about how many goddamn times you’ve-”

He stopped her with a kiss.  “Jo,” he whispered, finding her eyes, “when I’m with you, I never think about anyone else,” he said.  And it was true.

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HELLO????

Oh Good God, Here I Am!!!

Well, I’ve learned a few things the last two months.  The holidays truly can be skipped; divorce really sucks; just when you think you’re fine, you’re not; money seems to make the world go round; fear sucks; new love is wonderful; you swear you’ll never hate your spouse, but you do; oh god, the list can go on...

Anyhow, I’ve somehow managed to edit a chapter, and guess what???

I’m posting it!!!

Thanks to anyone, in advance, who reads it.  I know this story has not posted with any regularity in months.  It’s what I never wanted to do, but real life does get in the way of fantasy...hope whoever is still around can enjoy.

Peace and love my friends.

JennMarie

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Just a quick note to say you crossed my mind, and I hope things are settling into a more focused and positive pattern for you. Sending loving vibes to you.

Hey thanks for sending this.  Sorry I’m so horribly late in sending a response.  I’m settled into my new place, and trying to be positive.  For some reason that seems tough today, which is why I’m lurking around tumblr.  Maybe it’s the happy place for me today!  If I can stay focused, maybe I’ll post - but I hate to tease!

Sending you thoughts of goodness for the new year.  Let’s hope 2017 is a great one.

Take care & hugs - JM

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Yay my bestie is back I was getting worried I'm sorry to here about the worries and awful time your going through keep your chin up keep smiling the world will smile with u sending my love xx

What a lovely message dear anon!  Made me smile!  Yes, it is a difficult time, but there is light at the end of the tunnel - a beacon, actually.  I just keep focused on a new chapter beginning, with friends old and new, happiness, peace and a better sense of well being.  I’ll get there!  Hopefully I’ll drop a chapter or two in January.  Best wishes for a lovely holiday and wonderful 2017!  xoxo JM

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Oh darlin! I'm so sorry. What a horrible time you must be going through. My heart goes out to you & truly bleeds for you. Sounds a bit corny,I know but I supported my sibling thru a horrific divorce and the pain/ loss and nausea was palpable. Just know you have the whole rest of your life ahead of you-just waiting to be grasped and experienced. If ya ever need a shoulder to cry on Privately or whatever- I'm a listening, caring ear. All my love and hugs embracing you through this rough time.Xo

Sweetie,

What a lovely thing to write.  I know you’ve been so supportive and I really appreciate it.  Hopefully, things will be so much better in 17!  I’m counting on it.  Just facing the daunting task of moving - but I’ll be strong and I’ll get there.  Love the positive vibes and hugs.  Keep sending them!  Hope you get to enjoy the chapter I posted last night.  A nice little vignette as Lady Fire would say of Jimmy in the bathroom...

You take care too and have a happy holiday and new year.  I’ve missed you all so much, hopefully I’ll be back after the move with some regularity!

Love you!  xoxo Jenn

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I miss reading this story!!! One of my favorite Jimmy stories I really hope you come back and continue to update

Chapter 8 posted last night!  I know it was a long time coming!  Hope you enjoy it and thanks for asking for more!  All the best to you in the coming year.  I’m going through a major life change, but I do hope to post more after the first of the year.  Happy Holidays!

xo Jenn

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Hello I'm a massive fan of your amazing work do you know if u will be posting any more chapters loving the story thanks all my love xx

Hi love

Hope you find my new chapter - just posted last night.  Sorry my life imploded and interrupted the story.  We’ll see what I can put together after my move in January!  In the meantime, I hope you enjoy my latest post and have a wonderful holiday season!

Hugs, Jenn

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Hey! Are you still here?

Hey!  Thanks for asking.  Yes I’m still around...hopefully you’ve read my posts to know that I’m going through major life upheaval.  Chapters won’t be often, but I hope you find what I posted last night!  I hope to get out more in the new year.

Take care anon!  Happy Holidays!  Hugs, Jenn.

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How are you doing Jenn? I hope things are calming down for you. Patiently excited for the next chapter!

Thanks so much for your mail and messages and I’m glad I delivered this latest little surprise - especially since you enjoyed it!  Hopefully once things settle down, a few more will post.  It’s just hard to gauge the timing.  It’s the year without Christmas for me - busy packing etc - but hopefully I’ll be getting into my new normal routine this time next month.

All the best to you and wishing you a lovely holiday season!

xoxo Jenn

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Totally in your corner, sending healing and strengthening vibes and hugs your way. You take care of you!

Thank you so much for this note.  Means so much!  My friends are getting my through this...we are attempting to amicably separate.  If that’s possible...it hasn’t been horrible, but I’m happy to be moving out soon.

Keep sending those vibes!  

All the best to you this holiday season and in the new year!

Love and hugs

JM

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I'm so very sorry for the hardship you are going through! I've been through a divorce myself. Even though we've stayed friends, there's still a lot of hurt and anger that I've experienced. If you need someone to vent to, please don't hesitate to message me. I promise it DOES get better eventually. Sometimes sooner than later. But just know you have a friend in me. --Jackie Hugs and prayers that you find peace soon!

Thank you so much for this kind note.  Divorce is not easy, but moving forward is the mantra.  I really appreciate your offer of friendship.  Means a lot to me just to know that not only my personal friends are behind me, but I have the support of my tumblr friends too.  I’ll be ok.  There’s no choice.  And the decision was mine.  I couldn’t take another day of complacency - misery is no way to live.  Living with someone who doesn’t want to be with you is even worse.  It will all be good.

Peace and love to you over the holiday season

xoxoJM

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Hey, I was thinking about you and this story and I hope everything's ok.

Hi Lady Grange!

Hope this finds you well!  You’ll see I posted tonight.  About fucking time!  I’m doing ok.  Upending one’s life is never easy and I don’t recommend it until you reach a point where the uncertainty and anxiety over the future outweighs the sheer intolerance of your present life.  Funny how Boston has become a fav band to listen to ... “Don’t Look Back” is kinda my theme song these days.

Hope you enjoy the chapter I posted.  Let me know what you think.

All the best to you love!

xoxoJM