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| Lucifer's Angel | October 4, 2007, 12:50 pm Post #421 |
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Oh no! Cliff, you idiot! Now Cecily's really mad at you! Fuck you Claudia! I hope they work this out, and send Claudia back to Denmark where she belongs
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| Raedoll | October 4, 2007, 1:05 pm Post #422 |
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CLIFF. You fucked up. AHHHGH. Now what?! Huh?! You have the legal guardianship papers for Cecily, now she'll hate you for screwing things up with Emily! Moron! I don't care if she was going to sign the papers with your junk half down her throat! MORON. Moronic morose Cliff. That's what he'll be when Emily finds out and dumps his ass. He's screwing up so bad right now. *takes her aunt's stressbuster red inflatable bat and starts beating Cliff up with it* BAH. Fidiot. Okay, that's even too nice for Cliff. FUCKING IDIOT. That's the drawn out bit of Fidiot...and right now that means this version of Cliff. Ashleeeeeey you're ruining things for Cess!!!! AND EMILY. *sigh*.
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| Verity | October 4, 2007, 11:17 pm Post #423 |
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The Story Girl
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Shayi- I'm most glad you're enjoying this. I have never owned a matching bra and panties set. But I guess Claudia does. I love my husband, really I do but the other day I called him A "slithering ball of fuck" and quite frankly, I don't remember why I called him that. Lucifer's Angel- Claudia has turned into the Queen of Mean. For some reason I like writing chapters that depress little Cecily. I guess I'm being mean too. Rae- Your comment made me laugh, and I couldn't agree more. Bad Cliff. Smack!!!! But then again, he's a man he has needs. I must apoligize that until going back and reading this a little, I didn't realize what a randy band of sex crazed perverts just about everyone in this story is. I think I've lost count of the number of chicks that have been banged in the duration of this fanfic. And onward!!!!! Chapter 111- The Frayed Ends of Sanity “Whoa Cecily!” Emily exclaimed as she steadied herself after Cecily had slammed into her. “What are you doing up out of bed?” “I was just talking to Cliff,” Cecily stammered. “He seems to be a popular guy tonight because I need to talk to him too,” said Emily. She moved towards his bedroom door, but Cecily plastered herself in front of it. “You don’t want to see Cliff tonight,” she said. “Wait until tomorrow to speak with him.” “I don’t want to wait Cecily,” said Emily. “They say that if you want to make a relationship work that you should never go to bed angry with each other. I love Cliff, and I want to be with him so we have to work some things out tonight.” Poor Miss Emily, thought Cecily. She really loves and cares about Cliff, and he’s too busy screwing my Mum, just like every other guy on the planet. She really deserves better than Cliff, but I don’t want her to get hurt. She’ll be crushed. “He seems really tired tonight,” said Cecily. “Cliff is never too tired for me. Trust me,” Emily replied. “Cecily, please get out of my way.” “I’m not feeling well,” Cecily tried again. “My tummy hurts.” “Well let’s get Cliff, and we’ll go fix you a hot water bottle then,” said Emily as she again tried to get to Cliff’s door knob. “But it hurts!” Cecily wailed She grabbed her stomach. “Please Miss Emily. Will you go downstairs and get me some medicine?” “Very well Cecily,” Emily sighed. She was studying Cecily hard. Cecily could tell that she wasn’t buying her tummy ache story, so she let out a pathetic whimper. She took Emily’s hand and led her away from the door and down the stairs. Even if Emily didn’t believe her, at least she got her away from Cliff’s room. “And of course,” Emily went on. “Your mother is nowhere to be found.” “No she’s not,” said Cecily. “That’s why I need you to take care of me.” Emily carefully set Cecily down on a kitchen stool. She found some icky stomach medicine and doled it out on a spoon for Cecily. Cecily would do anything to prevent Emily from getting hurt: even choke down nasty, putrid, tasting Peptobismol. She choked it down. “I’m sorry that tastes nasty,” said Emily. “You want some ginger-ale to wash it down with?” Cecily nodded. She’d take anything to wash the horrid, chalky, taste out of her mouth. It was even worse than having her mouth washed out with soap. Cecily watched as Emily looked around the kitchen for a glass and filled it with ice. Even in her pajamas, Cecily thought that she looked just lovely. Cecily longed to have beautiful reddish, permed, curly hair. Emily’s hair always looked perfect, even when she was all ready for bed. Oh well, at least she had her ears pierced, at least until tomorrow she did. “Miss Emily,” she began. “I think that you and Mr. Kirk would like each other.” “I do have a nice time with Kirk,” said Emily as she took a can of ginger-ale out of the fridge. “We might work on a joint cross stitch project together.” “Oh that would be lovely!” Cecily exclaimed. “And most romantic.” Emily gave Cecily an amused look. “Romantic? I thought that you wanted Kirk because he’s handsome and he smells nice.” “Oh no Miss Emily,” said Cecily. “I think that you should take him. Kirk is much too old for me anyway.” “Aw Cecily,” Miss Emily sighed somewhat amused as she gave the girl a hug. “I’m already helplessly in love with Cliff.” Her eyes danced as she said his name. “Wouldn’t you like a man who smells nice?” Cecily asked. “He does smell nice,” Emily replied. “Cecily, what’s gotten into you? You whined and moaned for so long for Cliff and I to get together, and now that we are, you want me with Kirk of all people.” “I just think that Mr. Kirk is better suited for you,” replied Cecily. “Well I’m sorry Cecily,” Emily scoffed. “But I’m not taking any dating advice from a five-year-old. Now drink your ginger-ale and get to bed. This better not be some con to stay up late.” Cecily took a sip of her ginger-ale and tried to hold back tears. She didn’t know what to do. Part of her wanted to be open, and tell Emily what had happened, but the other part of her didn’t want to hurt her so. She was also very disappointed with Cliff. She had actually liked it that he was one of the few men who hadn’t banged her mother, and now that was all gone. He was just like the rest of them. If he could tell Emily that he loved her one minute, and then turn around and bang Claudia the next, maybe he didn’t really love or care about Cecily either. Meanwhile, an embarrassed Cliff and a very annoyed Claudia were still sitting there on Cliff’s bed. “I’m so sorry that happened Cliff,” Claudia said. “I can’t believe that she did that. That kid has no brain in her head whatsoever. She can be such a pain sometimes. Can’t she ever give us any time to ourselves?” “Fuck off Claudia!” Cliff snapped as he reached down to the floor to find his bellbottoms. “She’s just a five-year-old. She didn’t mean any harm. She had no reason to think that I’d be in here screwing you anyway.” “I’ll go give her a good talking to,” said Claudia. “And a smack on her ass. She deserves it.” “Leave her alone Claudia,” said Cliff as he threw on his clothes. “The kid already fucking hates you. This is mostly my fault because I should have gone in and talked to her tonight before bed. She probably thought that I’m still mad at her, and wanted to see me. Now she must really think that I’m a creep.” “Don’t beat yourself up over this,” said Claudia. “It’s just sex. It’s nothing that Cecily hasn’t already seen.” It wasn’t the fact that Cecily had caught Cliff in the act that upset him. It was the fact that she had witnessed him doing something that if she ever found out, would tear Emily to pieces. What if Cecily told her? Cecily wouldn’t do that would she? She wanted him to be with Emily. Surely she would know that telling on him would ruin everything that they had. “You’re not still upset, are you Clifford?” Claudia asked as she put her arm around him. “Get away from me and don’t call me Clifford!” Cliff snarled as he whacked Claudia’s arm away from him. “I know that you don’t give a shit but I do care about what Cecily thinks about me, and she can’t be thinking very highly of me right now.” “Kids forget,” Claudia replied with a shrug. “They forgive and forget.” Yeah, well Emily won’t,” Cliff snarled. He got up from the bed. “Where you going?” Claudia asked. “To go find Cecily,” Cliff replied. “She’ll be fine Cliff,” Claudia said annoyed. “I want to finish what we started.” “Then finish it with yourself!” Cliff snarled as he marched out of the room. He could tell that there were lights on downstairs so he made his way down to the kitchen. He could hear the voices of Emily and Cecily. God! They were together. What if Cecily had told her everything? He decided to eavesdrop by the door, making sure that it was safe for him to make an appearance. “I just really think that you would look beautiful standing next to Kirk,” Cecily was saying. “Cecily, for the last time I’m not going to date Kirk,” said Emily. “I have a boyfriend now. I love Cliff. Don’t you want me around anymore?” “Of course I do!” Cecily gasped. “Please don’t think that I’m trying to get rid of you. I just want you to be happy is all.” “I’m very happy with Cliff,” said Emily. “A year ago I had my heart broken by my fiancé, and Cliff has helped me totally forget about him. He’s the man who showed me that I could love again.” Cliff from where he was eavesdropping, slid down to the floor and hung his head. Never in his entire life had he ever been so ashamed. Not even in Kansas City when he got so stoned and wasted that he couldn't even remember how to start Anesthesia. Obviously, Cecily hadn’t said anything to Emily about his rendezvous with Claudia, and usually having Emily speak so highly of him would have made Cliff thrilled. But tonight, it made him feel all the worse. He knew what Cecily was doing too by mentioning Kirk. She was trying to protect Emily, and find someone better for her. He had probably lost all the respect that he had had from Cecily. He was such a loser. At that moment, Aunt Josephine, James, and a stitched up Lars holding a grape popsicle, came through the door. “What are you doing out of bed Cecily?” Aunt Josephine asked. “She had a tummy ache,” Emily explained. “She has a mother and a father both here and none of them could help her instead?” asked Aunt Josephine. Cliff decided to come into the kitchen at that moment, feeling that it was safe since James and Lars were there. “Hey Lars,” he said trying to get the subject off of why Cecily was still up running around. “How you feeling?” “How do you think I feel after getting fourteen stitches in my head, asshole!” Lars snapped as he raided the refrigerator. “Do we have any cheesy bread?” “Lars is such an Alice,” James laughed. “He even cried when the doctor gave him the shot to numb him so they could put in the stitches.” “You’re a dick!” Lars yelled as he picked up an empty beer bottle off of the kitchen counter and aimed it at James. “Boys!” Aunt Josephine bellowed as she intercepted the beer bottle from Lars. “Enough already! I’ve already had to pay for one of you to go to the emergency room tonight. I’m not paying for the other.” “That’s quite alright since I’m the one already paid for,” shot Lars. As Lars and James squabbled, Cliff made his way over to Emily and Cecily. “Hey Cess,” he said. “Your earrings look really pretty. You can keep them. I’ll even buy you some new ones.” Cecily glared at Cliff and then stomped out of the room. “I guess she’s still upset over it,” Emily observed. “Which is strange since you just told her that she could keep her earrings. She’s kind of acting strange tonight.” “I’m going to go talk to her,” Cliff said. “But first I have to tell you something.” He got down on his knees. “You’re not going to propose to me again are you?” Emily asked. “I’m not ready for that Cliff.” “Gracious no!” Cliff exclaimed. “I just wanted to tell you that no matter what you might hear, I love you very, very, much. I want to make you the happiest lady in the whole entire world, and you really mean everything to me.” “You’re so sweet Cliff,” Emily said. “I’m sorry that I got mad at you earlier.” “I’m sorry too,” Cliff replied as he took Emily into his arms. “Can you ever forgive me?” “We had an argument over piercing Cecily’s ears,” Emily shrugged. “I’m sure that if I decide to stick around for a while that we’ll have some about other things regarding Cecily’s upbringing. It’s normal.” “You have to stick around,” Cliff said sincerely. “Just keep in mind Emily, that no matter what you might here about me I need you. I really, really, need you, so no matter what don’t ever leave me. Please don’t leave me. Please.” “Quit being so pathetic Cliff!” Emily shot. “Why on earth would I leave you? I love you.” She helped him up off of his knees and gave him a kiss. Claudia watched from a distance, growing more infuriated by the minute. 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| Raluque | October 5, 2007, 5:38 am Post #424 |
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i'm in shock ... can't really speak... claudia's a bitch!!! cliff... no words there either.. he's a moron... i know he has needs, but i thougt that wasn't the reason why he did that... ugh... just when it was getting better...
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| Shayi | October 5, 2007, 6:09 am Post #425 |
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C'mon - they're young men, of course there's going to be an endless parade of chicks through the house... If a young man can get it - he damned well will Mix that with music and booze... well what the hell do you expect ;) Still - this time, I really cannot believe Claudia. That bitch always has to ruin everything for everyone doesn't she. I'm not saying that Cliff isn't partially to blame but still... And Cecily sacrificing her (very future) happiness with the nice smelling Kirk just for Emily. Crazy young so and so! As for Cliff - has he not figured out that suddenly becoming all clingy is going to tip Emily off that something is wrong straight away? Ah well! As always I can't wait to see what you come up with next! |
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| Simone | October 5, 2007, 6:39 am Post #426 |
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Can someone please shoot Claudia??? That bitch is such a pathetic woman! Please shoot her! Make her fall with the car over a cliff!! I'd really love it if he'd talk to claudia and then she'd sign the papers and go to hell! This chapter really made my eyeballs pop out :horns2
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| Lucifer's Angel | October 5, 2007, 8:59 am Post #427 |
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Yeah, I hope somebody kills that cunt Cliff, I don't blame him for groveling towards Emily, he really loves her Hah, Cecily is going to sacrifice being with Kirk so Miss Emily can have him She's such a sweetie.
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| Verity | October 5, 2007, 8:14 pm Post #428 |
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Chapter 112- Away with Trust Cliff just had to make up with Cecily. Number one, he didn’t want her to think that he was still mad at her over the earrings, and number two, he wanted to make sure that she didn’t make one peep about the situation to Emily. Hell, he’d buy her all of the earrings in the world, and even let her get her crotch pierced if it would keep her quiet. This time, Cecily did not run up to her bedroom as she usually did when she was upset. She ran outside onto the lanai where she plopped down on a nice chaise lounge chair. Cliff followed the sound of whimpers and sniffling right outside to the lanai. “Cecily,” he said as he came towards her. “Go away Cliff!” Cecily cried. “Please Cess,” Cliff begged. He sat down next to her on the lounge chair, and put his arm around her. Cecily immediately batted it away. “You just screwed my Mum!” she exclaimed. “Don’t touch me!” “Cecily,” Cliff said. “I’m a man. That’s what guys do. They screw chicks.” “Then I never want a man ever!” Cecily yelled. Great, thought Cliff as he put his hands on his hips. I’ve raised myself a little lesbian. “I can’t believe you would do such a thing to Miss Emily!” Cecily yelled. “Keep your voice down Cecily,” Cliff scolded. “What Emily doesn’t know won’t hurt her.” “How can you be so cruel?” Cecily rambled on. “She loves and trusts you with her entire heart, and you can’t even be faithful to her. You cheated on her!” “Oh honestly Cecily,” Cliff spat as he tossed his hair over his shoulder. “It’s not like I’m married to her. She’s not my wife. Then, it would be different.” “So if Miss Emily went out to the hot tub tonight and fucked Mr. James it would be alright because you two aren’t married?” shot Cecily. “Don’t say fuck Cecily,” Cliff scolded. “I will not have my daughter talking like a fucking skank whore who’s out on the prowl for dick. It would not be okay for Emily to fuck with James because James is my friend. Remember what I told you earlier about not sleeping with your friend’s man? It’s the same principle. Emily and Claudia are not friends.” “They hate each other,” said Cecily. “So if Miss Emily slept with Mr. Lars back when he had kicked you out of the band, it would be okay because you two were enemies?” The very thought of Emily with any other man sickened Cliff, and made his stomach churn. “Fuck no!’ he retorted. “Where the hell would you get that foolish idea? Emily isn’t supposed to be fucking anyone except me!” “That isn’t fair!” yelled Cecily. “You’re just as horrible as my real father!” “Your real father doesn’t give a damn about you Cecily! How dare you compare me to him!” Cliff screeched. “I’ve turned around my whole life for you! I put you before everything, and you compare me to some deadbeat louse who probably doesn’t even know that you even exist! He’s no father to you. I hate to break it to you Cess, but you don’t have a real dad.” Cecily’s eyes filled with tears. “I do somewhere,” she sighed. “And he’s a nasty, uncaring, selfish, asshole! You can wash my mouth out with soap, or tell me that I talk like someone who’s giving hand jobs in a dark alley. I don’t care! My real dad left my Mum, probably to go off and fuck some other girl who didn’t have a baby to take care of. You’re no better than he is because you went off behind Miss Emily’s back and banged my nasty, gnarly, mother!” “She really is a legend Cess,” Cliff said. “She’s incredible.” “You boys may think that it’s wonderful having the mistress of sex as a mother,” Cecily wailed. “But it sucks! It fucking sucks!” “Seriously Cecily,” Cliff said sternly. “Enough with the foul language.” “I hate my Mum, and I hate my Dad,” said Cecily. “Do you hate me too?” Cliff asked. “No,” Cecily admitted. “You were the first person to ever spend any time with me, but I have lost my trust in you.” That was almost worse for Cliff to hear. How was he ever supposed to raise a daughter who did not trust him? He watched as Cecily wept. Even if he had managed to get Claudia to sign those stupid papers this wasn’t worth it. Nothing was worse than losing Cecily’s respect and trust, except for losing Emily’s of course. “I’m sorry Cecily,” Cliff said again. He reached out to hold her, and this time she did not bat him away. “I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry for losing your trust. I’m sorry for hurting the beautiful thing that I had with Miss Emily. I know how you two were close. I’m sorry for being a dick about the earrings. And I’m sorry for telling you that your real dad doesn’t care about you. I’m sure that he would. He probably doesn’t even know about you, but if he did I’m positive he’d adore you.” “Yeah right,” Cecily sighed sarcastically through tears. “Cecily! Myself, James, Kirk, and even Lars believe it or not, all think that you’re as cool as fuck,” said Cliff as he began to wipe at her eyes. “If he’s anything like us he’d love you to pieces. He has to be an alright guy.” “How do you know that?” Cecily asked. “Because,” Cliff went on. “Your Mom is a manipulative, devious, selfish, piece of shit. You’re sweet, caring, and very thoughtful. You didn’t learn how to behave that way from your mom, and you certainly didn’t inherit from her, so someone from your dad’s side had to be pretty cool with good taste in music.” He gave her a hug and tried to tickle her since she usually liked it. “That does make me feel better about my real dad Cliff,” said Cecily as she squirmed away, trying not to laugh. “But I still can never trust you again.” *** Meanwhile back at the house, Claudia had made her way back to the kitchen. She was dressed in her stunning black satin matching bra and panties, with her blouse unbuttoned. Aunt Josephine had now grown immune to the never ending supply of chicks who came through her house half dressed, so she didn’t even notice, but Lars and James sure as hell did. “Hey baby,” James hissed as he went over to her, and thrust himself upon her. “Look at you!” “Oh trust me,” piped up Lars from the ice cream sandwich he was devouring. “I am looking at her.” “How could you not?” Emily shot sarcastically. The show of Claudia’s tits wasn’t nearly as amusing to her. She was beginning to think that between Claudia and Philippa she was the only girl in the world who walked around fully dressed. “Jealous are we?” Claudia asked. “Jealous of what?” Emily snapped. “Never mind,” Claudia coyly replied as she slid off her blouse. This caused James and Lars to erupt into cheers. “Want to go fuck tub?” James asked as he grabbed the cheeks of Claudia’s ass, one in each hand and began to gyrate up against her. “That sounds fun,” Claudia hissed. “It would be even more fun if we had a little company.” She shot a look over at Lars. “I like guys with stitches.” Lars stuffed the whole rest of the ice cream sandwich into his mouth, causing bits of chocolate to smear down his chin. He didn’t give a shit though. “You don’t need to ask me twice,” he mumbled with his mouth full. “It would even be merrier with three,” said Claudia as she draped one arm around James, and the other around Lars. “Hell yeah!” exclaimed James perking up as if Metallica had just been named Metal Band of the Year. “We’d love to have Emily join us. That would be totally fucking hot. My dick tingles just thinking about the two of you ladies in a hot tub.” “I wasn’t talking about her,” Claudia replied. She gave Emily a smirk . “With all do respect,” said Lars. “Aunt Josephine totally rocks and kicks all ass, but I don’t know if I want to fuck in a hot tub with her.” “I’m not talking about that old bag!” Claudia exclaimed. “I’m talking about Clifford of course. We should ask Clifford if he would like to go in the fuck tub.” “Who the fock is Clifford?” asked Lars. “She means Cliff, you idiot!” James snarled. “And Cliff wouldn’t fuck you in a hot tub even if you were the last chick in the world. He fucking hates you Claudia.” “I wouldn’t be so sure about that,” Claudia replied as a sneaky grin spread on her face. “What do you mean?” Lars demanded. “Let’s just say that I have only one more member of Metallica that I need to fuck in order to get the quadruple crown.” “It’s sure as hell isn’t me,” said James. “I’m the one who you’ve fucked the most.” “It’s not me,” chimed in Lars. “I actually was the one who fucked her first.” “When did you fuck the Ham Man?” James asked. “I never saw you two together.” “The Ham Man is the one who I have yet to land,” said Claudia. She shot a glance over at Emily, who was listening to all of this silently, her face white. “No shit!” Lars squawked. “Usually the Hamster’s pretty easy to land. If you comment on how soft his skin is, he’ll sleep with you in a heartbeat.” “I don’t give a fuck about that!” gasped James. “What I want to know if when you managed to get Burton in the sack with you. It must have been before the whole Cecily Ulrich thing, because by that point I was the one banging you every night.” “Cliff is my newest accomplishment,” said Claudia. “He fucking hates you,” said Lars. “He can’t stand to be in a room with you for even thirty seconds. He’d never bang you.” “Sometimes that’s all that it takes,” said James. “Especially when you’re Cliff.” “We were going at it tonight,” elaborated Claudia. “I wore this just for him.” “So how’s he between the sheets if you don’t mind me asking?” said James. Emily sunk down into a kitchen chair deep in thought. Now everything was making sense. It wasn’t pleasant sense, but at least it was sense. She now knew why Cecily was acting so strange not wanting her to go in the bedroom, and she now understood why Cliff had been acting so weird as well. The words No matter what you might hear about me, please don’t leave me, played over through her mind. He had slept with the bitch! And now here was Claudia making a fool out of her right in front of Lars and James. This was the second time that Emily had been basically shit on by a man that she loved and adored. This time it was much worse, because Cliff had been the one who she had trusted to show her that decent men did still exist in the world. Boy had she been wrong. So wrong. Emily refused to break down in tears in front of Claudia. She got up from her chair, and without saying anything, briskly walked out of the kitchen. “What the fock is her problem?” Lars snarled. “Isn’t she going hot tubbing with us?” “We’re going hot tubbing with the fine lady who just fucked her boyfriend,” James replied. “I don’t think she’s going to want to go hot tubbing. It’s a shame too. I really wanted to see her naked.” Lars’s eyes opened as wide as saucers. “Damn,” he muttered. “That’s brutal. I thought that Cliff actually felt different about Emily than he did about any of the other girls that he’s dated. I was half expecting them to wind up married someday. Shit. Well at least she’s back out on the market.” Emily began to furiously pack her bags. She never wanted to see Cliff, James, Lars, or even Kirk ever again! She would pack up her shit, get a cab, and find a hotel to stay in for the night. Then in the morning she’d hop on the first place back to Denmark. How foolish was she to think that her and Cliff could last having a relationship. She just didn’t have it in her to put out the way that Claudia, Philippa, and even Holly could. She was no match for them, she didn’t belong. She also couldn’t help but feel a little hurt by Cecily. She should have told her what had been going on. Even a fucking five-year-old knew more about what was going on with things than Emily did! Apparently she didn’t know anything since she had let this happen to her twice. What she did know was that she would never trust anyone ever again. She closed up her suitcase, grabbed her pillow, and started to make her grand escape. She didn’t get very far because she was caught by Aunt Josephine on the stairs…. |
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| Lucifer's Angel | October 5, 2007, 8:31 pm Post #429 |
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Fuck you Claudia!!! Now Cecily is mad at Cliff, and Emily is broken hearted. I hope this all gets straightened out, Cliff and Emily and Cecily belong together
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| Simone | October 6, 2007, 7:18 am Post #430 |
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HOly crap!!! DEATH TO CLAUDIA!!!!! That woman is the sluttiest,bitchest,fuckingest WHORE I'VE EVER READ ABOUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! HOpefully the water from the hot tub will be very hot and she'll boil to death! This chapter was the worst I've read!!!(meaning with all the bitching and Emily leaving and stuff!Poor Cliff...but...he thinks with his dick too...) I want a more happy chapter
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| Verity | October 6, 2007, 6:09 pm Post #431 |
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Simone and Lucifer’s Angel, Vanessa I think- I think Cliff took his asshole pill for these few chapters. Blah. I’m not sure why. Anyway, I agree he’s been very bad, and I feel terrible for Emily, my poor tortured heroine. Anyway, I think y’all will like Aunt Josephine in this chapter. Chapter 113- Aunt Josephine Speaks her Mind “Emily dear!,” Aunt Josephine exclaimed as she steadied herself after Emily ran into her. “You have your suitcase and pillow. Where on earth are you going at this hour of night?” “I’m sorry Miss Josephine,” Emily replied. “But I just have to get out of here. I’d like you thank you for your hospitality, and all the kindness that you have shown me.” “Bu Emily,” said Aunt Josephine. “You don’t have to leave. You’re allowed to stay here for as long as you’d like. You’re family now.” “Cliff and I are no longer together,” Emily informed her, trying to keep herself from breaking down into tears. “What!” Josephine exclaimed. She had not seen this coming at all. Cliff had just bought her plane tickets to go see her family. They had been so into each other. What on earth had happened? “Did you two have an argument?” she asked. “An argument can easily be resolved.” “Actually we didn’t have an argument,” Emily answered. “It just won’t work between us, we’re through.” She was trying to avoid going into details about Cliff banging Claudia. It hurt too much for her to even talk about it. “Emily, if you need to talk, I’m here for you,” said Aunt Josephine. She reached out to give Emily a hug. In her opinion, Emily was one of the best things to ever happen to Cliff, and she knew that Cliff’s mother agreed. She would not be happy to hear that they broke up. It was a good thing that they hadn’t gotten married, especially since their relationship only lasted for only two days. “I have a cab waiting for me,” said Emily. “I have to go.” “I don’t want to send you out by yourself,” said Josephine. “Can’t you stay here?” Emily shook her head. “I got myself a room down at the Napa Inn. I’d rather just have some time alone.” Aunt Josephine nodded. Cliff must have done something just terrible. Emily seemed very sad and broken. Maybe he had went down to the titty bar? “At least the Napa Inn is a nice place to stay,” she said. She gave Emily one more hug. “Are you sure that you two can’t work through this?” “No Ma’am,” replied Emily, as tears slowly crept into her eyes. “Cliff did something to me that can never be undone, and I can no longer trust him. I don’t want to be with someone who I can’t trust.” She opened up her purse and took out the tickets Cliff had bought, and his skull ring that he had given her. “Could you please give these back to Cliff? I no longer want them.” She gave Aunt Josephine’s hand a squeeze, took her pillow and suitcase, and turned to leave. As soon as Emily’s cab had left, Aunt Josephine tore through the house trying to find Cliff at once. James, Lars, and Claudia were having an orgy out in the hot tub. She finally found Cliff in the living room with Cecily. He must have done something to upset Cecily as well, because she was sitting on the opposite side of the couch from him, crying. “Clifford!” Aunt Josephine barked as she came into the room. “I need to have a word with you.” “Is this about me pissing all over your toilet seat again?” Cliff asked. “Well, I do need to speak with you about that, but that’s not what I need to speak to you about right now,” said Josephine. She held out the tickets and his skull ring. “Here,” she said as she placed them in Cliff’s hand. “Emily wanted me to give these back to you.” “Why the hell did she want you to do that?” Cliff asked, as he stared down at the ring and tickets in his hand. She couldn’t possibly know about Claudia could she? “She left,” Aunt Josephine replied with a shrug. “She went to stay at the Napa Inn.” Cliff’s face went white. He stared there dumbly at the skull ring and the two tickets. “She’s leaving me?” he said in disbelief. “What the fuck did you do to her Clifford?” Aunt Josephine yelled. “You had finally landed yourself a wonderful girl! You had a nice thing going between her and Cecily, and you managed to somehow shit all over it.” “I didn’t do anything!” Cliff yelped. “You did too!” spoke up Cecily. “You slept with my Mum!” “You did what?” Aunt Josephine shrieked. “You slept with that revolting, disgusting, seedy, whore? Oh Cliff, you didn’t.” Cliff looked down into his lap and began to fumble around with his skull ring. “I did,” he said ashamed. WHACK!!!!!!! Aunt Josephine smacked Cliff across the face. (feel better now Simone, Vanessa, Shayi, Rae?) “Not even your father would do something so piggish!” she snarled. Cliff’s hand flew up to his burning cheek. Cecily was staring at him, half shocked that happy, perky, and easy going Aunt Josephine had hit somebody. “It hurts doesn’t it?” she said. “I guess it’s a good thing that Emily left you,” Josephine went on. “She dodged a bullet. She deserves a man who can give her his all, and obviously you’re not ready to do that yet. Hopefully, she will find someone better.” “Oh come on Aunt Jo,” Cliff argued as he rubbed at his now very red cheek. “You bagged thousands on men in your day.” “I did,” Aunt Josephine admitted. “But never when I was in a steady relationship with someone. And I did eventually grow up. I thought you had, but I was wrong. You’re still acting like a frat boy.” “But it felt so good!” Cliff moaned. SMACK!!! Aunt Josephine smacked him again, this time on the other cheek. “Did that feel good too?” she snapped. And with that, she turned and left the room. Cliff and Cecily sat there in silence for a few minutes. Cliff was very quietly crying. It was a combination between the pain from Aunt Josephine’s slaps (for an old fucker she did have a pretty good hand) and from losing Emily because of his own poor, poor, decision. He didn’t want Cecily to see him crying, so he buried his head in his hands. “Miss Emily didn’t even say goodbye to me,” Cecily wailed. “I probably won’t ever get to see her again.” Cliff looked out the window that looked out into the backyard and hot tub. Lars and Claudia were engaged in full intercourse, while James was giving it to Claudia from behind. “Whoooooooyeah!!!!!” James yelled into the night air. What a bunch of pigs, Cliff thought. I gave up the girl of my dreams for that stupid, manipulative, pig-whore! “Cecily,” he said as he wiped at his eyes. “I need you to help me.” “I don’t want to help you,” Cecily shot. “You hurt Miss Emily.” “I want to try and get her back,” Cliff replied. “But I really need your help. You’re the only one who can help me.” Cecily was silent. “Please Cess?” Cliff pleaded. “I really want to try and at least make things right with Emily.” Cecily nodded. Cliff threw his arms around her. “That’s my girl!” he said. “I don’t really deserve a daughter as sweet as you.” “No,” Cecily agreed. “You don’t.” *** Cliff had remembered that Aunt Josephine had mentioned that Emily had went to the Napa Inn for the night. He knew that he had to go there and beg for forgiveness, and parade Cecily around in front of her. He needed support though. He didn’t want to go alone. He made his way over to the hot tub. Claudia was shrieking at the top of lungs with pleasure as Lars was groaning something in Danish. “Yee Haw!” James yelled as he reached around to grab Claudia’s titties. He was just about to grab them, when Cliff jerked him back by his hair. “James!” he hissed. “Can you put your dick away long enough to help me out tonight?” “Can’t you see that I’m busy Cliff?” James snarled. “I’m going to go see Emily now, and I just wanted some moral support is all,” Cliff explained. “I thought that you didn’t care about Emily anymore,” said James. “After all, you fucked Claudia.” “It was the stupidest thing that I’ve ever done in my life,” said Cliff. “Oh come on Cliff!” James shot. “Didn’t it feel good?” “It did,” Cliff admitted. “But nothing is worth losing Emily. I feel like my dog died or something.” “Jamie!” Claudia called. “Aren’t you going to come back Jamie?” She smiled over at Cliff. “Hello Clifford,” she greeted flirtatiously. “Want to come in and play?” “Fuck you whore!” Cliff screeched. He ran over to the side of the hot tub and pushed Claudia down under the hot water, and held her there for a minute. “You asshole!” Lars yelped. “I was just about to blow my load and you had to come in and ruin it!” “Fuck you too, you Danish bag of shit!” Cliff snarled at him. “She fucking screwed me before coming out here and screwing the two of you guys. How do I taste Lars?” Lars scowled. “Alright, alright man,” said James as he yanked Cliff away from the hot tub in order to rescue Claudia, who came up to the surface gasping for air, and looking like a drowned rat. “I’ll go with you to see Emily.” “Thanks James,” said Cliff as he ran to fetch him a towel. “I really appreciate you doing that for me. You’re a true friend.” “Bah,” muttered James. “I just want to be there in case Emily decides that you’re a dick, and doesn’t want to take you back.” “Thanks. If that’s so, I’ll really need the support,” said Cliff. “I’m not going for support,” said James. “I’m going so if she doesn’t want you back, I can swoop in and take her for myself…” |
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| Lucifer's Angel | October 6, 2007, 6:17 pm Post #432 |
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EWWW! That image of all three of them getting it on in the hot tub was gross! James and Lars are such pigs, and Claudia is a total bitch. I hope Cliff can get Emily back, and I like how his aunt slapped him. Go Aunt Josephine! :horns2
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| Raedoll | October 7, 2007, 12:46 am Post #433 |
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James is such a pig, and Emily is right for leaving Cliff. I'm glad Aunt Jo is such a supportive person toward Emily, and I'm FUCKING GLAD that she slapped her Nephew. He deserved and needed it badly. I wonder what Cliff's trying to do and scheme up and attempt to tell Emily he knows how much of a pig he was and how sorry he is. |
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| Simone | October 7, 2007, 4:35 am Post #434 |
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Blargh! james is the most piggish person(well,here anyway) how would he pork Emily when poor Cliffy tries to get married to her? You're right Verity,I loooooved Aunt Jo here WHACK! This was a better chapter...can't wait to see if Auntie will whack James or Lars too...and btw,where's Kirk???He wasn't in the last 2-3 chapters Cecily:"I want Mr. Kirk back because he smells nice!!"
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| Verity | October 7, 2007, 1:45 pm Post #435 |
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Simone- You're right. I need some Kirk action too. I actually miss him. I just have to try and work him in again at some point. Rae- I thought that you'd like Aunt Jo in the last chapter. Lucifer's Angel- Sorry to gross you out with the hot tub image. I need to go somewhere and wash my brain out with a bar of soap. Anyways tomorrow I get to be home after 5 weeks of living in motels, eating in gas stations, and being cooped up in a mini van. I am VERY excited to have some normalcy, though November is going to be a way busy month for me. That's good though because then I stay out of trouble, and can write more of this delightful piece of literature. Chapter 114- A Tall Order “Damn,” James said as he whistled. “The Napa Inn sure isn’t a dirt fuck motel is it?” They had just pulled into the driveway of the Napa Inn, which wasn’t a tiny, little, inn at all. It was actually a very beautiful, glowing, fair sized hotel that appeared to be in a huge mansion. “It’s beautiful,” Cecily sighed from where she was sitting in the backseat. “I could only dream of staying in a place so grand.” "Emily must have some money on her to stay at a place like this,” remarked James. “I think her Dad has some money,” Cliff replied as he pulled up in front of the valet. “No shit,” James replied. “She’s got some nice tits on her, and her Daddy’s loaded. I can’t believe that you let her go Cliff.” “That wasn’t my intention believe me,” Cliff muttered sadly. “I love her. I love her more than anything.” “Is that why you slept with my Mum?” Cecily asked. “Fuck off Cess!” Cliff squawked at her. “Is that any way to speak to your father?” Cliff pulled up to the valet, and sighed huffily as he got out of the car. He wasn’t sure what this valet parking bullshit was all about. “Five bucks,” the valet announced as Cliff handed him his car keys. Cliff reached into the back pocket of his bellbottoms, though he knew it was in vain. He had no cash on him at all. He did manage to pull out a joint. “I don’t have any money,” Cliff mumbled. “But I have this.” He held out the joint to the valet, whose eyes went wide. Joints were something that weren’t usually seen at the swanky Napa Inn. He frowned. “I’m sorry, but that’s not an appropriate method of payment,” he said. “If it were me it sure would be,” Cliff scoffed. “I only take cash,” the valet hissed. “If you can’t afford to park your car here, you certainly won’t be able to afford to stay here.” “Fuck you cunt boy!” Cliff roared. “Jesus Cliff,” snarled James. “You’re going to get us fucking thrown out of this place before we even reach the lobby.” He rolled his eyes in annoyance, and reached into his pocket for his wallet. “Here,” he stuffed five bucks into the valet dude’s hand. “Thank you James,” Cliff told him as they went on inside. “You’re my best friend man.” “Hey, if you fuck this up, I get to keep your girl,” said James. The front desk clerk looked up from the desk and groaned. What in God’s name were two long haired, scruddy looking dudes in ripped jeans and danky T-shirts doing at the Napa Inn, and what were they doing with an adorable looking little girl? “I need the number of Emily Watkins’s room,” Cliff barked. “And I need it now.” He leaned up against the front desk, and tossed his hair over his shoulder. The name sounded familiar to the clerk. Why that lady had just checked in only about a half hour ago. She didn’t look like the type of girl to hang around with riff-raff such as the two gentlemen that now stood before him. “Are you paying guests here?” he asked. “We sure as fuck are!” chirped James. “We had to pay five fucking bucks just to park Cliff’s piece of shit car. Cliff’s junker isn’t even worth that much! Can you believe it? Five fucking dollars just to park the cock sucker!” “I’m sorry but we are the Napa Inn do not tolerate foul language in our lobby,” replied the desk clerk. “Plus, you might wake some of the guests.” “Well I’ll be God damned,” muttered James. “Enough bullshit,” snapped Cliff. “I need Emily’s room number. It’s important.” “Please sir?” Cecily asked in a much politer tone. “My Daddy really needs to see her.” The front desk clerk smiled at her. It was a shame for such a sweet, polite little girl to have to belong to such a rude, scruffy looking, dude. “I guess I could call up to Miss Watkins’s room and see if she wishes to see you,” he offered. He looked over at Cliff. “Who are you?” he asked. “Tell her that Cliff needs to see her and it’s urgent,” Cliff shot, losing patience. “Miss Watkins,” the desk clerk said into the phone. “Cliff is here in the lobby right now. He wishes to see you.” The clerk waited a second, and then hung up. “She doesn’t want to see you,” he reported. “I’m not permitted to give you her room number.” “Damn you Emily!” Cliff shot as he smacked his hand down on the front desk in frustration. “Why do you have to be so fucking difficult?” “Because you banged Claudia,” James replied. “We should have had him tell her that Cecily was in the lobby for her,” said Cliff. “She would have let Cecily come up to her room. Too late now though.” “We could knock on every door in this hotel until she answers,” suggested James. “I will not have you border ruffians disturbing the peace in my hotel,” shot the desk clerk. “Only paid guests are allowed in here.” “Then we’ll just have to get ourselves a room for the night,” said Cliff. “Give me a room!” “Cliff,” said James. “You couldn’t even fucking afford to park your car. You can’t afford a room at this place.” “No I can’t,” agreed Cliff. “But Aunt Josephine can, and I have her credit card.” He took her shiny piece of plastic out of his wallet and placed it down on the front desk. “Well if we are going to be staying here for the night, at least get a bad-ass room with a balcony and shit,” said James. “And one of those mini fridge things too.” The desk clerk had no choice but to give Cliff a room. He sighed in sheer annoyance over having to give two obnoxious acting dudes a room. “Now that we’re paying guests here will you tell us which room is Emily’s?” Cliff asked as the clerk filled out their paperwork. “No,” the clerk replied. “She wishes for privacy, and I will respect that wish.” “You cock,” Cliff muttered under his breath. “What was that?” the clerk shot. “Nothing,” Cliff sighed. He bent over and whispered in Cecily’s ear. “Cecily, I need you to do me a huge favor.” Cecily just looked up at Cliff in fear. “I need you to go over there towards that door and pull the fire alarm for me,” said Cliff. “I can’t do that!” Cecily squawked. “That’s bad. I was told to never touch a fire alarm.” “Cecily, I’m your father,” Cliff whispered. “Or I will be once your Mum signs those papers. Either way, I have the authority over you, and I say go pull that fire alarm.” “You won’t beat me if I do it?” Cecily asked. “Cecily, I’ve never beaten you,” Cliff retorted. “I smacked you one time. I have never beaten you. Where in the fuck would you get that idea?” Cecily looked over at James. He wasn’t quite sure what Cliff was trying to get at, but he was there to help his friend. “Go pull the fire alarm Cess,” he said. “Lars and I did it once at this hotel in Miami, and we saw chicks run out of their hotel rooms half naked.” “But I don’t want to see half naked chicks,” said Cecily. “That’s a good thing Cess,” said Cliff. He pushed her towards the fire alarm. “Now go pull the fucking alarm. Quick! Before the desk clerk notices.” Sheepishly, Cecily made her way over to the fire alarm. She gave one more glance at Cliff and James. Cliff nodded to her. Cecily closed her eyes and pulled down the lever, sending a shrill siren to sound throughout the entire building. “You damn kid!” the desk clerk cried. “Now you’ve totally disrupted this entire hotel! We have guests trying to sleep here!” “I didn’t mean to!” Cecily cried. “You uncivilized brat!” the clerk snarled. “I should have expected something like this coming from you since you’re being raised by ill mannered hoodlums!” “Fuck off asshole!” Cliff screeched at the clerk. “Don’t you yell at my daughter!” he snatched up his room key and pointed it at the clerk . “No one fucks with my daughter!” “I’ll deal with you later Mr. Burton,” the clerk shot. “I have to go shut this alarm off, and tell our poor, frightened, guests that it’s just a false alarm before the fire department comes.” The desk clerk hurried out of the lobby. “Good. The fucker is gone,” said Cliff. He jumped over the front desk. “Cliff, what are you doing?” James asked. “Trying to find Emily’s room number of course,” Cliff replied as he glanced down at the hotel’s ledger book. “Brilliant Burton,” James commented. “Once in a while, you do act like you have half a brain. Steal us some cash while you’re at it.” “Room 515!” Cliff exclaimed. “Shit. She got a room with a king sized bed, balcony, fireplace, and Jacuzzi tub.” “Sounds like a fuck palace to me,” said James. “I bet she did it because she knew you’d come after her, begging for forgiveness, and she wanted to have the jacked up room for the make up fuck. There’s no fucking like make up fucking.” “Or she could just be trying to make herself feel better as she wallows in the pity and sadness of a broken heart,” said Cecily. “I’d rather go with James’s scenario,” said Cliff. “Come on! Let’s go before that chode comes back.” “Can’t we check out our room first?’ James asked as they piled into the elevator. “No. We’re going to find Emily first,” Cliff replied. “Cecily, I’m going to need your help again.” “You’re not going to make me pull anymore fire alarms are you?” Cecily asked. “That mean, nasty, prick yelled at me.” “Don’t say prick Cess, and he had no business yelling at you,” said Cliff. “That’s why I yelled at him. I’m going to have you be the one who knocks on Emily’s door. She’s not going to open it for me, but she may open it for you. I need you to go in there and tell her that I love her, and that’s she the most beautiful girl in the entire world, and that I’m a piece of shit from hell, and that I’d do anything she wants in order to get her back. Can you handle that?” “I think so,” Cecily nodded. But she wasn’t so sure. Getting Emily back was a tall order, especially for a little girl… |
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Now Cecily's really mad at you! Fuck you Claudia!
I hope they work this out, and send Claudia back to Denmark where she belongs



Ashleeeeeey you're ruining things for Cess!!!! AND EMILY. *sigh*.
... can't really speak... claudia's a bitch!!! cliff... no words there either.. he's a moron... i know he has needs, but i thougt that wasn't the reason why he did that... ugh... just when it was getting better...
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8:42 PM Jul 10