Wooo! I am determined to not get behind on my FDK on this story Sue. ^_^ Look! I’m even the first here.

Sue don’t make me cry so early on in this fic. I really hope things are not as bad as they seem. I’m all worried about when it’s all gonna go down.

Maybe he told one of his lame jokes and someone punched him? Lol

I’ve probably said this before, but one of the reasons I loved season one and season two was the banter between the two of them. You do it so well that I can’t help but smirk and giggle as they try to best each other. ^_^

Teehee. I love it. But you know while you guys are on the subject… it wouldn’t hurt to consummate it now would it? Come on you know you wanna.

I love how you put that. Not that she was his… but that he was hers. Ah… just made me melt. Here I am Sue a big old puddle in the floor.

*sigh* How could she not love him? Lol

Angry/possessive Clark is the best isn’t he Lois?

Oh we all know that is lie.

No I’m pretty sure he is still thinking pretty nice thoughts about you. I’d gather that if you knew what he was thinking you wouldn’t be in that bathroom filing your nails. ^_^

Great chapter Sue. You write the best steamy scenes. *sigh* I can’t wait for more. ^_^

A little hot? At the rate they're going, this is going to end up in the nfic folder.

Love Jonathan's reaction at the unlikeliness of all the scenarios in his head.

Ooh another great part!!

I just love the way you discribe everything. The places, or the looks on their faces, and the way they're dressed. I can just see the images before me!!


An other great way to start the story. You really made me curious and still after reading, we still don't know the answer! I'm just gonna keep on reading !!

Ooh loved Lois reaction!

so sweet!!

and the whole scene that followed. wow Loved it. But I really feld sorry for Lois at the end, can't really blame her for wanting to lock herself up in the bathroom!
Makes me wonder how they're gonna act around each other now?

looking farward to next part!

Wow! Can't believe I missed the first part. But this part was great. It made me want to install our air conditioner!

That was one little hot and steamy scene there at the end. It amazes me how you can do hot and steamy so well without this being in the Nfic folder.

Hurry back with more!

Whoo wee! Speaking of steaminess...more next part?

Seriously though, I liked the whole thing. I'm also still curious to see why they're in the hospital, and intrigued by your hint in the FDK for the first part, Sue... I shall have to keep reading (I mean, I'm not stupid - I know a good story when I read it! ).

~Anna.

Another wonderful part, Sue, and even if you never write nfic again, this is just as good. The emotions you infuse are just as powerful.

As for that line about the pajamas making him not want to ravish her five times, of course it's true. He wants to ravish her more than that, although not all at once.

Wow I vote nfic folder! definately. This is too hot to put a stop on it. Come on you big tease! Nfic please! Laura

Well, Sue, I adored the first part, and it's such a pity that most of my feedback just disappeared. But now that I've thought a little more about the first chapter, I'm struck by a few things that I wouldn't have said in my first comment anyway. What particularly strikes me is the way you bring to life your wonderful interpretation of the character of Lois Lane. Lois is, as so many people have said, a complex person. I'm sure you could quote those immortal words from Shakespeare that I only remember in their Swedish translation, about how each person is an entire world, each of us trying to keep in check a multitude of conflicting wishes making up what we like to think is a very together and straightforward sort of "I". Instead we are the hosts of a chorus of "little selves" - little Anns, little Sues, little Woodys (forgive me, Sue and Woody, for presuming that you aren't always perfectly together and self-assured and sure of what you want all the time). And one thing is certain - our favorite female reporter is often almost bursting at the seams because the all little Loises inside her keep clamouring for her to make mutually exclusive decisions. Go for that gorgeous guy, Clark Kent! No, wait, are you crazy, you're much too attracted to him and he'll break your heart! Wow, it's going to be great to have someone as cute and smart as him as your very own partner! What??? What if he turns out to be better than you and make you look bad as a reporter?

I once saw a TV documentary about a woman whose two brain hemispheres had been severed in order to control her very serious epilepsy. Anyway, this woman was now literally two persons inhabiting one body - she was "left hemisphere Mary" and "right hemisphere Mary". Left hemisphere Mary was the dominant one, because she was the only one who could speak. But in the documentary, we saw left hemisphere Mary opening her closet (with her right hand) to pick a dress that she was going to wear this day. While left hemisphere Mary was busy explaining to the TV reporter that she thought she'd like to wear her dark blue dress today, right hemisphere Mary took advantage of the other Mary's distraction to put her left arm (controlled by the right hemisphere) into the closet and grab a green dress from a clothes hanger.

Lois certainly is like this, torn by mutually exclusive wishes. And that is why it was just so brilliant to have her just suddenly blurt out to Mickey that she and Clark had gone to Las Vegas to elope! And why would she say just that? Well, obviously because one little Lois inside her has been fervently hoping and dreaming of doing just that - of eloping like a whirlwind on a moment's notice and just suddenly finding herself wonderfully married to this guy she is so absolutely obsessed with. What an amazing way of silencing that clamour of conflicting wishes and voices ripping conglomerate-Lois apart and just, literally, make this über-Lois take the plunge! Just make her let this totally terrifying and unbelievably thrilling thing simply happen! Just like that! So it was wonderful that Lois would tell Mickey that she and Clark had come to Las Vegas to elope, because when Lois said those words, it was really one of her most insistent inner Loises who was speaking up, voicing her favorite fantasy.

I loved seeing, too, how conglomerate-Lois was happy to let the wedding just happen. Maybe she was sort of happy that she didn't really have a choice? Mickey and his goons made sure that the decision was out of her hands. And it was no big deal anyway, because she and Clark could always get themselves an annulment afterwards. Ah, but... the Lois who made her speak up and say that she and Clark were eloping is so unbelievably thrilled about the whole thing!

But then other members of the menagerie of Loises reasserted themselves, and one of them made that absolutely priceless comment about wanting "the usual" for the wedding ceremony. This Lois undoubtedly felt that the whole thing was ridiculous, it was beneath her, so let's get it over with and let's hope Reverend Bob notices her contempt! The same Lois, or a Lois not unlike her, noted with exasperated interest that Reverend Bob didn't realize he had to use sunscreen before bringing his bald head into the Las Vegas sun, the idiot.

I completely loved how you showed us this menagerie of Loises so beautifully, Sue. Best of all, you captured each of the different sub-Loises so perfectly, and still you managed to make conglomerate-Lois perfectly believable and mostly likable, too.

In this new chapter, Lois-who-wanted-to-marry-Clark wants to ravish him, and she is the one who kisses him and herself senseless. A slightly naugtier version of this Lois was the one who straddled Clark and kept kissing him even though Clark had begged her to stop. The Lois who panicked at the very thought of marriage and commitment (and the unavoidable consequences, such as broken hearts, professional embarrassments etcetera) was the one who barricaded herself in the bathroom and cried her heart out because the kiss had been so wonderful. A Lois not unlike her was the one who had chosen the flannel pajamas - okay, the cotton pajamas! And a Lois more like the one who wanted to marry Clark wished that she had chosen the silk nightie with the spaghetti straps. The Lois who was prepared to spend hours in the bathroom looking after her own cuticles was probably one who learnt survival strategies when she was a child growing up with an alcoholic mother.

No quotes this time either, Sue. I'm sorry. But I absolutely love this story.

Ann

*giggle*

That was one hell of a kiss! But even so, or maybe because of it, I feel sorry for them both.

I've been so sick for the last two days, Sue - glued to the bathroom sick - so it was a doubly nice treat to find this. Thank you!

im really in frustration mode here! why ios clark in hospital and how come he cant speak to his parents himself and why is lois is the same state. hurry up man you keep us in suspense like this! its unfaaaair! but the story is going really well so far.

God, this killed! I think that's my new phrase. <g> Really, if you wrote nothing else, I'd happily read this part over and over again. Today's one of my 20 hour days, so I've got nothing else coherent, but needless to say, I can't wait to find out what happens next.

JD

Ah, Jojo, full marks for getting in there first. I'm glad that DJ and I can torment you on a regular basis. It may become my purpose in life. Me, too! Their banter was what kept me tuning in week after week and the thing I missed most in the later seasons. Hee! Not likely. This is where I can tell you what DJ's request was. She wanted a Vegas wedding that doesn't get consummated but had lots of unresolved sexual tension. Thank you! I worry that I tend to be in so much of a rush while writing that I leave stuff out. It's reassuring to hear that you can picture it in your head. Sometimes it's more fun to walk right up the line than to cross over it. That's the whole point of those little teasers - just to whet your appetite for more. Don't go thinking that conversation is finished just yet. Heh - but it's so much fun to tease you! OMG! You *are* reading my journal, aren't you? It would be far easier to list the few times I've been perfectly together and self-assured and sure of what I want. I would imagine (hope) that most people are that way. My Lois is, that's for sure. But then, so is Clark. That was the best part about the characters in LnC - they were complex and had foibles that made them *real* to me. Awww, Lisa! I hope you're feeling better now, you poor thing.

Thanks to everyone for encouraging me. I know I've pledged my love to all of you before, but it's worth repeating. <sniffle> I wuv you guys!

I don't usually quote, but this paragraph caught my eye.

For some reason, that last sentence made me laugh out loud. I don't know if you meant it to be hysterically funny, but it is! Usually a couple has their relationship in mind when discussing romance. Lois and Clark have to talk about imminent destruction.

Good story! Keep up the great work!

Wow, Sue. You just keep us begging for more! This was another well written chapter!

I agree 100%!

Hurry back!

Aww, you know I love it. Can't wait to find out what happened to them.

Jackie

Lois is a chicken. She started something she could'nt handle then rans and hides. Next, I bet she'll pick a fight to cover up her misstep. Classic chicken behavior.

Did anyone read Angela's Ashes by Frank McCourt? It's about a poor Irish family where the children, all boys, get raised on a diet of tea and bread, bread and tea. And, occasionally and if they are lucky, they'll get some sugar with their tea.

There is a lot of hunger in Frank McCourt's book. The main character, the oldest son, gets so weakened by hunger that he comes down with some sort of dangerous sickness, and he has to go to hospital. In the hospital, the sick kids are going to get a special Christmas treat, some delicious Christmas food. When this poor boy gets his food, he is so thrilled by the sight of the heavenly dessert that he eats that first. A nurse finds out that the boy has eaten his dessert before he even touched the main course, and she is so scandalized that she takes the rest of the food away from the half-starving boy to punish him. You bet I groaned when I read it!

Angela's Ashes is a brilliantly written, hugely entertaining book. It is also a story of absolutely painful frustrations and deprivations. It is, to some extent, a book about food fantasies that never get, excuse me for using that word here, "consummated".

Anyone who wants to indulge in sinful food fantasies is strongly advised to remember that in Frank McCourt's book, the fantasies never get fulfilled. I quickly realized, when reading McCourt's book, that I must never let myself be carried away by my wish to see the poor boy get to indulge in a real pig-out, because it wasn't going to happen. I realized I had to look for other things in the book instead, such as enjoying the black humour of McCourt's writing and seeing the boy grow up in spite of horrible circumstances and learn to fend for himself and make a new start in life.

Similarly, Sue, when you tell me that this is a story deliberately written so that Lois and Clark will not get to consummate their wedding, then I must read it as something else than a story that is going to be irresistibly sexy. After all, I know that the sex is going to remain as elusive for Lois and Clark as the delicious food did for the hungry boy in Angela's Ashes. Yes, of course your story is adorably sexy anyway, but I know there is an impenetrable glass barrier separating Lois and Clark in it. I'm going to have to look for other things than sexual fulfillment in your story, just like I had to look for other things than heavenly food orgies in Frank McCourt's book. Fortunately, you, like Frank McCourt, are a brilliant writer who know how to write extremely well-crafted, hugely entertaining stories for your readers.

Ann

Ahhhh, Ann. You know I love you, Sweetheart, right? And your comments are always so deep and well thought out... and I don't always agree with you but I usually have the sense of mind not to argue with you. <sigh> But not today.

As far as the statement that I quoted above... I think you are dead wrong. See, for me, there is a huge difference between the words "sex" and "sexy". HUGE!!! I think a story can be enormously sexy and enthralling without the main characters ever actually jumping in bed together. Sorry, I'm an old-fashioned girl. I grew up on the old Cary Grant movies. And that's not to say that Cary Grant didn't occasionally end up in bed with his heroine... but of course you never actually saw that happen.... However, I digress. Back to my point. I think you can have scorching hot kisses and make out scenes in story... you can have almost tangible UST (unresolved sexual tension) and in my book, that makes a story "sexy" beyond definition. I think that kind of sexiness can be better than a scene where they romp in the hay <shrug>

So I'm sorry, but I do have to disagree with you that you are going to need to find something other than "sexiness" to enjoy in Sue's story. I think her story is chock full of "sexiness". It might not be chock full of sex itself, but "sexiness"??? Oh, heavens, yes.

And, to set the record straight... <heh> I championed Sue to write a story that allowed them to get married in Vegas. I said I didn't want them to consummate the wedding right off the bat because I wanted the story to be chock full of UST... I wanted it to be so heavy that it made you groan at the sexual tension between them <yummy>... HOWEVER... (Sue, don't make me find my e-mails... LOLS) I didn't tell her that they couldn't EVER consummate. But since she wasn't writing nfic at this time (and personally, neither am I) I did respectfully request that it be a PG-13 story... which, let's face it, you can have a beautiful love scene and still have it be PG-13... I thought Sue pulled that off exquisitely in her PG Platonic.

And technically, I don't know the ending of this story yet. However, if by some miraculous chance, Lois and Clark decide to "remain" married... well, whether you actually get to see it or not, there's gonna be some consummating going on <snort> it's just an eventuality -- even if it's behind closed doors like in those old Cary Grant movies.

Okay, and now I've blathered on quite long enough about that. I'll put away my club and quit beating that poor dead horse.

On to some quotes!!!

That made my bottom lip quiver. It is so true. Somehow I just know that if it came right down to it, Clark would throw caution to the wind, risk everything... to save Lois.

It's stuff like this that makes your writing so real for me. I've had those stupid keys do that exact same thing to me <huff> And the carrying over the threshold comment just made me snort out loud. <g>

Again - <snort>

Hee hee - just wait till the next kiss!

This was already mentioned by someone else but I too loved how he "phrased" this line -- he was hers. Awwww!

AWWWWW!

LOL!!! Uh, Clark, her face is up... there... <snort>

Mmmmm <drool> how I love Possessive!Clark.

MMMM, yes, there's some of that UST.

Eeee hee hee - yes, try it, Lois! It's true!!!

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Oh Lois!

I loved the fight for the bed and the discussion about the "shotgun" wedding - that made me laugh out loud when Clark asked her if she had something she wanted to tell him. Ha ha!

Then that KISS! Holy heck that was sexy as h*ll!!! I'd have to quote the whole last part of the story to quote it, but just know you left me in a gooey pile of drool on the floor each time I read it. I beta'd it like 5 times because you kept adding to it and it kept getting better! Woo baby!

Oh, but then we got Begging!Clark - which is just SOOOOOO yummy

Mmmm, mmmmm, mmmmm!!!!!

Loved part 3, btw, but where's my sneak at part 4??? Come on, don't leave a girl hanging. <g>

-- DJ

Well, DJ, I know - sometimes the things we wish for so fervently are so much better when we just dream of them, and when we almost get to experience them, than when we get to experience them for real.

Ann

P.S. If Clark and Lois are going to consummate their marriage behind closed doors, where we don't get to see it, I'll be perfectly happy. It was the feeling that consummation simply isn't going to happen that made me post my previous musings.

Nope. That's not what I meant. <sigh> Obviously my speech translator is on the fritz again (you do know that I'm from Venus, right?)

It's like when I'm going on vacation. I LOVE to go on vacation, but being honest??? I LOVE the build up to the vacation, the counting down the days, the researching the resort on the internet, the excitement and tension before it finally gets there... almost as much as the vacation itself.

But, I DEFINITELY LOVE the vacation too. <g>

Anyway, I shan't explain any further... except to say that I would be ecstatic if Lois & Clark decided NOT to annul their marriage... after all... they'll just end up getting married again anyway <snort> so why not just save themselves some trouble?

love this beginning--steamy, witty, intriguing A-plot...all the elements that will keep me tuned in for Sue-updates. Thanks again for sharing your talent!

Student:

MY VACATION

Mom woke me up at six thirty. Me and my sister were really sleepy. I was so sleepy that I fell asleep all over again. Mom had to wake me up again. Then when I wanted to go to the bathroom, my sister was there and she wouldn't get out. I had to yell and scream at her. Then after twenty minutes she finally got out. I needed to go to the bathroom so badly, I had to sit down and cross my legs while I waited. Mom yelled at me that I should finish packing. Or that I should come down and have breakfast. But I couldn't do anything before I could go to the bathroom. Then my sister got out and I could get in there. I did the stuff I had to do and then I had a shower and then I dried myself and then I fixed my hair and my makeup and then I went out and started packing. I hadn't packed a lot, but I guess you don't need much when you are going to Hawaii. You aren't going to wear much, I mean. So I packed four more swimsuits and two more towels. And two more pairs of flipflops. And two more pairs of sunglasses. Then Mom said I had to come down and have breakfast, so I did. Well, first I got dressed. I put on a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. Then I went to the kitchen for breakfast. I had some toast with peanut butter and jelly and a glass of juice. Dad told us we'd better hurry up, or we'd miss the plane. So we started loading our suitcases into the trunk of our Ford. Then we got into the car. Well, Dad had to check all the doors to see if they were locked and if the burglar alarms were on. He almost set one off, too. Then we all got into the car, Mom, Dad, me and my sister. And our dog. We had to drive to my aunt and leave the dog with her before we could go to Hawaii. So we did. My aunt doesn't live too far away. We stopped at her house and Mom took our dog and got out of the car. My aunt had been waiting for us, so she came out to greet Mom. But she was a bit angry when she found out that we hadn't walked the dog before we brought him over. So my aunt had to do that right away. Then Mom came back to the car and we started driving to the airport. It was a rather long drive. I got sleepy. I thought I'd be able to sleep, but then my sister started playing some awful music, so we had a fight and I couldn't sleep. Then Dad told us that if we couldn't behave we'd have to stay home...

Teacher: Interesting... how about if you try to tell us less about your preparations and more about your actual vacation in Hawaii?

Student: No, first I have to write about how we got to the airport, and where we parked the car, and how we checked in, and how walked around and waited for our flight, and how we bought some clothes in a store at the airport, and how there was a cute guy at the airport who was going to Brazil, and how I wanted to talk to him but then his gate was called and he left, and how we had some snacks, and how they told us to go to our gate, and how we were waiting to get on board, and how we could not sit together, and how my sister got a better seat than me, and how the lady sitting next to me was really fat and smelly, and how the take-off was a bit scary, and... I'm not sure I'm going to have time to write anything about Hawaii.

(Sorry, DJ. I have had too many essays like this one handed in to me by students. Of course, this boring rambling has nothing whatsoever in common with Sue's story, except that, maybe, neither of these stories may be getting to Hawaii.)

And I know I'm being stupid here. Sorry. And a great writer can write a masterpiece about the preparations you have to make before going to Hawaii, and Sue is a great writer. So, Sue, if you actually bring us to Hawaii, and not just drive us to the airport (and what a memorable ride that is going to be!!!) then the time you are giving us in Hawaii will be a wonderful bonus.

Ann

Jen! Sorry - you posted while I was still composing yesterday! I'm glad I could entertain you. Someone has to take up the slack for your former roommates.

Terry, I'm glad you laughed! That was *meant* to be funny. Sometimes it's hard to tell if anyone gets the little things I put in to amuse myself. I'm greatly heartened when someone else gets me.

Thanks to Sheila and Jackie - I will get back as soon as possible. Because I went and said "six" parts, I keep having to futz around with the chapter breaks (for maximum dramatic effect or a cliffhanger). This means that parts three and four have become longer, but I doubt anyone is really going to complain about that. She might. But maybe Clark actually gives her something to be upset over. I did. It depressed the hell out of me. I thought it was beautifully written, but man, it left me sad and miserable. So much so that, ten years later, when I finally visited Ireland, I had this foreboding feeling the entire time we were in Shannon. Which is horrible, because it's a very lovely place and the people could not have been nicer. Frank McCourt is a wonderful writer but when I read I want to be transported to a happier existence than my sometimes hellish life. That's why I love fanfic. Bad things might happen, but (at least in my stories) it's all going to turn out okay in the end. Except maybe in this story. There is. I've read nfic stories that were nothing more than a mechanical explanation of Tab A and Slot B. I've read PG stories that were so sensual that my heart raced and I was happily left to imagine what might have happened next (Caroline's fabulous If I Were You being a prime example). Sometimes I'd rather leave it up to my imagination to know what happened next (but then, you all know what a dirty mind I have). Like I said earlier in this thread, sometimes it's more fun to come right up to the line and nudge it with your toes than to actually cross it. In general, I find sexual tension far more sexy than plain old sex. Heh, thanks! It's one of my favorite flaws for Clark - he's a typical male when it comes to Lois. Thanks, Joy! I'm glad you're along for the ride.

Thanks to everyone who's replied - I'm soooo motivated. I may just slack away the afternoon and write instead of work.

ETA: Ann posted while I was posting, so I'll just tack this on. I've lived in Nevada (pronounced with a FLAT A like "cat" and not like people from the East Coast or Hollywood pronounce it where the a's suddenly rhyme with "cod". You say it like that to a true Nevadan and it's like pronouncing the "S" in Illinois or making it "Ore-gone" instead of "Ore-gun", but I digress). Nevada is nowhere near Hawaii. I don't foresee them ending up there. :p

Here's my take on the build-up vs. action question. Years ago my husband and I spent nearly the entire summer apart because his job had taken him to the other side of the country. We talked to each other every few days. After about a month our conversations would inevitably end with us discussing just what exactly we were going to do when he got home.

As the summer went on our chatter got steamier and steamier. I still blush when I think about some of the things he (or I) said. It became this fun kind of contest, to see who could out-do the other on fantastical ideas (some of them so NOT possible), but anyway... When he finally did come home, it was fun and we had a great time, but it wasn't nearly as fun as just talking about it had been (for me, anyway).

Sometimes the daydream is more fun. But not always.

Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

That last line, though - that was beyond perfection. Sheer genius, Sue. It was funny and sad, all at the same time. Loved it.

Yvonne

I agree with everyone. It was wonderful. I hadn't seen the first part, so when I saw this FDK I went back and read both the first and second part. This story put a smile on my face. Thanks for that.

Laura

snoooort.

You think you can stack up to Lindsey's demonstrations on how to save your pot by smoking out in an empty V8 jug in the kitchen sink?


JD

Pardon me if someone already mentioned this, I kind of buzzed through the comments.

Lois isn't going to have any fingernails left, is she.

doublel

Wow -- great story.
The two timelines really ramp up the suspense.

I can't wait for more.

This line just makes me laugh. I'm loving this story!

Thanks Yvonne! I have to give credit for that last line to DJ. Originally I just had that she was in need of a manicure and she had an emery board. It was DJ who made it funny and sad at the same time.

Laura - I'm glad you're enjoying the story and that it made you smile. That's what I was after.

Jen - I'd have to take up smoking to do anything really wicked with a V8 jug, but if it meant I got to be your roommate, I'd certainly give it a shot.

Linda - Ha! Lois will have fingernails left, but just barely.

Allie - Thanks, I'm glad you're enjoying the double timeline. I don't think it will be too hard to keep them separate. At least, I hope not.

Angie - You also picked one of my favorite lines to quote. Thank you so much for that.

I'm giving part three one last read-through and then I'll be posting. Thanks to everyone for the encouragement!

I did? Really? Awwww! Thanks Sue! <<<hugs>>>

Now hurry up and get 3 posted! <g>

-- DJ

I remember now why I didn't leave fdk for this part when I read it... *looks away in pure embarrassment* I was working on Blizzard - the first few pages, the ones dripping with N - and I read this and thought... OMG... this is brilliant and it's hot and she doesn't even need to cross the border into N. How the hell does she do that? ...and it got me depressed and... erm, I shouldn't have said that.

Anyway... FDK!

First off, the few little moments with Martha and Jonathan are wonderful! The dialog is absolutely perfect and you can totally feel the apprehension - just wonderful and perfect.

Oooh! Toes curling. *dreamy sigh* Her head is where her heart is - trouble is that they don't speak the same language and don't understand each other very well. Shame, really.

more dreamy sighs... Possessive!Clark

*melts* I just die when he promises her "always" - I'm sure you could tell, seeing as how I used it so many times in Blizzard. *sigh*

*giggles* just too darned funny

That was such a great part... *sighs some more* My brain isn't able to form rational thoughts after reading this, you realize... and I'm just really green with envy. :-/

Ok, Elisabeth is reading this to me on a nightly basis. (She is so much better reading out loud and I enjoy listening to her voice, anyway.)

Part 1 comments.

I thought I would die laughing as she read this one. Too funny.

Part 2 comments.
Yes, that is exactly what a shotgun marriage is. LOL!

Oh, this was a nice little hormonal rollercoaster. It was well written.

Now I'm going to log off and crawl in bed next to my legal, lawfully wedded and well loved wife.

James

LOL! This is just getting better and better, and yeah it was awesome sexy toward the end there, whew poor Clark...poor Lois! anyway I liked it for the funny too, especially right here!
LOL! That's just perfectly what Perry would have demanded! Why weren't you writing for this show??? Where the heck were you?? We coulda had 10 more years of LNC if you'd been head writer.