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Chapter Eleven
"Last night was great for me but shameful at the same time. John and George had another loud evening that Paul couldn't handle, so he went to a bar and came home drunk beyond belief. The only thing I could do was lend him my shoulder to cry on .... and barf on .... and cry on again. It wasn't pretty! But after rambling on and on about how he wanted John and to see him naked and have John be naughty to him .... he took me right there.
"He was fantastic! Amazing! But he was drunk, I didn't want him that way and he moaned John's name the whole time. To make it worse, he had no memory about it whatsoever. The only good thing about that is I can continue with my plan in trying to get George to love me in a more than friendship way. I just want to see him happy."
A knock came on the door, startling Paul in a frantic hurry closed the book, place it the nightstand like it was before and answered the door.
"Here you go, thank you." he said, paying the waiter and nearly slammed it. "Sorry!" he hollered and set the tray right when Ringo came out looking sick. "Please tell me that's Pepto Bismol." he groaned and rushed back into the bathroom and hurled.
Paul poked his head in the bathroom to see Ringo leaning over the toilet on all fours and looking pale. "Are you ok?" he asked. "I ate too much." Ringo answered and hurled again. "But you ordered another-" "You can have it." Ringo groaned and flushed his sickness away.
"Uh, maybe you're having morning sickness?" Paul suggested. "I'm not a pregnant woman Paul. I just had too much food." Ringo chuckled and got up to washed his face. "Is that why you eat small meals?" Paul smiled. "Yeah, the other reason." Ringo hiccuped. "Really? The other reason was so you could have a full meal?" Paul asked. "Have you ever taken George out to eat?" he asked wiping his face on a towel.
"He eats everything in sight. He even stole some food off of some stranger's plate once." Ringo giggled. "Wow, so ... wanna spend another night here?" Paul asked again. "I thought you already arranged that." Ringo replied and lied down on his bed. "Well, I was only joking around. I didn't really call them." Paul smiled and lied down next to him.
"You should get some sleep, you've been up all night." Ringo yawned. "I'm not tired. I'm content enough just snuggling next to you." Paul sighed and draped his arm over Ringo's chest again. Ringo held him in return and fell back asleep.
Paul waited a few minutes to make sure Ringo was in a deep sleep and then slipped out to read some more.
The page he came across brought a smile to his face and made him cry.
PAST
John and George were celebrating their ten week anniversary and went to a hotel for the night to give Paul and Ringo some peace and quiet.
Which they really didn't have to do. Paul and Ringo went out to the movies that lasted their whole love session, but coming back to a quiet house was nice.
"What do you wanna do now?" Ringo asked, hanging up his and Paul's coats. "I don't know, poker game?" Paul suggested. "K, what do you wanna bet?" Ringo asked. "Uh .... I got nothing." Paul replied so they decided to watch a little tv.
Paul got extremely bored so Ringo thought it'd be fun to just dance around.
He got up and snatched Paul in his arms and twirled him around. They dance for about an hour with no music, having a good time nonetheless, and then had a midnight snack and played poker in their room using George's secret stash of jelly babies as betting material.
"Straight flush." Ringo said and laid his cards down. "Beat that." he grinned. "Full house! HA!" Paul exclaimed and gathered his winnings. "Aww, we're out of jelly babies." Ringo pouted, shaking an empty box. "What else you wanna do?" he asked and slumped. "Well, I wanna go to bed." Paul yawned.
Ringo kicked off his shoes and pulled the covers back for Paul and then changed into his jimjams. He was going to read Paul a story but he was already asleep. Ringo put the book on the nightstand and cuddled up next to him, wrapped an arm around, gently kissed his head, whispered "I love you.", placed the gentlest kiss on his lips and fell asleep.
"Last night was great for me but shameful at the same time. John and George had another loud evening that Paul couldn't handle, so he went to a bar and came home drunk beyond belief. The only thing I could do was lend him my shoulder to cry on .... and barf on .... and cry on again. It wasn't pretty! But after rambling on and on about how he wanted John and to see him naked and have John be naughty to him .... he took me right there.
"He was fantastic! Amazing! But he was drunk, I didn't want him that way and he moaned John's name the whole time. To make it worse, he had no memory about it whatsoever. The only good thing about that is I can continue with my plan in trying to get George to love me in a more than friendship way. I just want to see him happy."
A knock came on the door, startling Paul in a frantic hurry closed the book, place it the nightstand like it was before and answered the door.
"Here you go, thank you." he said, paying the waiter and nearly slammed it. "Sorry!" he hollered and set the tray right when Ringo came out looking sick. "Please tell me that's Pepto Bismol." he groaned and rushed back into the bathroom and hurled.
Paul poked his head in the bathroom to see Ringo leaning over the toilet on all fours and looking pale. "Are you ok?" he asked. "I ate too much." Ringo answered and hurled again. "But you ordered another-" "You can have it." Ringo groaned and flushed his sickness away.
"Uh, maybe you're having morning sickness?" Paul suggested. "I'm not a pregnant woman Paul. I just had too much food." Ringo chuckled and got up to washed his face. "Is that why you eat small meals?" Paul smiled. "Yeah, the other reason." Ringo hiccuped. "Really? The other reason was so you could have a full meal?" Paul asked. "Have you ever taken George out to eat?" he asked wiping his face on a towel.
"He eats everything in sight. He even stole some food off of some stranger's plate once." Ringo giggled. "Wow, so ... wanna spend another night here?" Paul asked again. "I thought you already arranged that." Ringo replied and lied down on his bed. "Well, I was only joking around. I didn't really call them." Paul smiled and lied down next to him.
"You should get some sleep, you've been up all night." Ringo yawned. "I'm not tired. I'm content enough just snuggling next to you." Paul sighed and draped his arm over Ringo's chest again. Ringo held him in return and fell back asleep.
Paul waited a few minutes to make sure Ringo was in a deep sleep and then slipped out to read some more.
The page he came across brought a smile to his face and made him cry.
PAST
John and George were celebrating their ten week anniversary and went to a hotel for the night to give Paul and Ringo some peace and quiet.
Which they really didn't have to do. Paul and Ringo went out to the movies that lasted their whole love session, but coming back to a quiet house was nice.
"What do you wanna do now?" Ringo asked, hanging up his and Paul's coats. "I don't know, poker game?" Paul suggested. "K, what do you wanna bet?" Ringo asked. "Uh .... I got nothing." Paul replied so they decided to watch a little tv.
Paul got extremely bored so Ringo thought it'd be fun to just dance around.
He got up and snatched Paul in his arms and twirled him around. They dance for about an hour with no music, having a good time nonetheless, and then had a midnight snack and played poker in their room using George's secret stash of jelly babies as betting material.
"Straight flush." Ringo said and laid his cards down. "Beat that." he grinned. "Full house! HA!" Paul exclaimed and gathered his winnings. "Aww, we're out of jelly babies." Ringo pouted, shaking an empty box. "What else you wanna do?" he asked and slumped. "Well, I wanna go to bed." Paul yawned.
Ringo kicked off his shoes and pulled the covers back for Paul and then changed into his jimjams. He was going to read Paul a story but he was already asleep. Ringo put the book on the nightstand and cuddled up next to him, wrapped an arm around, gently kissed his head, whispered "I love you.", placed the gentlest kiss on his lips and fell asleep.
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