Poked [episode 4 up]

[Shaun]

Extract from Episode One:

He dropped his pants.

"Average." yawned Claudia. In her seven years as a porn caster she'd seen all shapes and sizes of the TiBB members'...members.
"I'm impressed. Nice trimming." reassured Niamh. A newcomer to the profession, she had all the naivety and optimism that Claudia had when she'd started - hope that faded with repetition upon repetition; thrust after thrust in the routine that was TiBBlow Productions.
"You are Hot. When
can you Start?" a robotic voice cooed. Claudia rolled her eyes and Niamh nodded enthusiastically in agreement with arista's decision. It seemed Andy had got the part.

To be continued... Poked.

-----------------------------------

Okay, this is a flash I've just had [excuse the pun]. It may turn out to be bogus. It may be great. But the premise is this: TiBB now runs a pornographic production.

I can see the admins bricking themselves over this; but don't fret. Nothing I write will be explicit...just suggestive at worst.

There will be 6 episodes written from different members' perspectives. I've already got in mind:

Claudia - based on GypsyGoth - A veteran in the industry, her job is to cast the films the company produces. She is weary of her profession and longs to break into writing. She is often hostile to her coworkers but out of attempt to conceal her affections. For who?
Niamh - based on Niamhxo - In contrast a total newcomer to the profession. She is hopeful to embark upon a brilliant career, and is stunned by the in-your-face conditions of her work.
Andy - based on Novo - A fresh new talent that TiBBlow Me Productions have discovered - he carries all the credentials to make it big...literally! But a number of run-ins with jealous actors and psychotic fans makes his road to stardom a bumpy one.
Stuart - based on Judas Iscariot - An open-minded pornographic acting veteran; he knows all the ins and outs of TiBBlowMe Productions and likes to think he has it wrapped around his finger (ooer). The arrival of hot new talent, Andy, both arouses and threatens him.
Sia - based on SiaSiaSia. - The out-of-touch veteran. Her prime is long since gone, and whilst she still has the assets to ensure her contract is renewed, she's bottom of the production barrel. She intends to fight back to the top at any cost.
Dean - based on Dezzy - Head of public relations, he's continually inundated with complaints of indecency (really.) and uses every tactic possible to save the company's, and his, face.

Other characters:
- ARISTA - Unpredictable 'behind the scenes' type, presumably funds the company or something. Insists on a personal approval of each production.
- Emily - The object of TiBBlow Me productions' desires. They constantly get in contact with her to make a cameo in one of their films.
- Harry - Defiant and unrelenting critic of the company and its shocking nature.
- Daren - occasional performer.
- Greg - fluffer
- Stephanie - video store owner.
and more!

[GypsyGoth]

:laugh2:

I love it :love:

[Twilight]

This gonna be uber qt

[Stephanie]

:joker:

[Z]

LOL. I can't wait! Haha!!

[Tom4784]

Lol! I can't wait! It sounds hilarious.

[Princess]

LMAO,I love it.

[arista]

Sounds Good.
I hope Ghetto Superstar gets a Special Bigger part.

[Shaun]

bump :spin2:

I'll begin writing this tonight.

[Braden]

It's already sounding fierce!

[Harry!]

Sounds great so far!

[Smithy]

Extract from Episode One:



Other characters:

- Greg - fluffer

and more!

:laugh2:

And yea, the rest of it was pretty funny too :joker:

[Captain.Remy]

My girl Sia is featured :lovedup: and how on Earth I cannot be featured on something porn related ? :tongue:

[Shaun]

Good question haha. I'll try and work you in :p

[Smithy]

The arrival of hot new talent, Andy, both arouses and threatens him.

Is this a hint of something to come ;) Shaun? :shocked:

[Iceman]

well done very funny opener!

[\PJ/]

I thought it was another game for me to apply to LOL! but this looks like it's going to be hilarious.

[Christina]

LOOL!! This sounds hilarious :D

[Iceman]

Lol

[Shaun]

GET OURRA MAH THREAD.

nearly finished with the first episode. It's written from Claudia's perspective. Episode two shall be Stu's.

[Shaun]

Locking up her car, Claudia had the time to stop and catch her reflection in the window. She noticed that she looked totally demoralised. Her hair was scruffy, split ends giving her an eternally unkempt appearance, and her pale face told tales of a vacation-less vocation.
She turned around and made the slow walk to her office. She pondered what the day ahead would have in store for her - she knew that there would be an audition today for the upcoming production of 'Chat and Games and Sodomy', which was something to look forward to.
Yeah, right, she thought. After witnessing what Graeme Stickings calls his 'party trick' (what Amnesty International saw fit to otherwise call a 'serious breach of decency laws'), she had seen just about everything the job could offer.

She stepped into the reception. There was Caitlin, sat behind the desk and looking as carefree as usual.
"Haha, I know! I couldn't believe she was a lesbian!" Caitlin giggled. She looked up from the desk and waved to Claudia. "Hey Clauds, I like your skirt." she smiled.
Well that's something, she figured. She walked past the thin plastic divides and remarked upon how each little box contained a person. And each little person contained dreams. How many of those would be realised?
"Morning Claudia" a voice drawled.
Turning around, she was greeted with an equally tired face.
"Oh, morning Dean." Claudia smiled.
"Arista wants a word with you - he needs you to assist him and Niamh in approving the new recruits." he droned.
"Oh, fun! Anyone to watch out for?" she giggled.
"Hah, apparently one of them is in her 40s." Dean grimaced.
"Jesus, we really do attract them." Claudia laughed.
"Yeah..."
There was an awkward pause.
"Well, I'll see you later." Claudia waved pathetically and she rushed away, blushing. Arriving at her cubicle she put down her brown leather handbag and took off her coat. She took a look around at the overwhelmingly beige office she spent so much of her life in. A small photograph of her mother was all that brightened it up.

"A word,
please."
A voice behind her startled her. The man delivering this stunning baritone was none other than Ramon Arista - enterprising pornographer and an intimidating figure to say the least. His open white suit displayed his considerable amount of chest hair, beneath a purple silk shirt. His hair was greased back and a greying black. His trademark look however always contained his signature smile - one that made the Cheshire cat look positively morose.
"Walk with me, Claudia." He growled.
"Dean told me we have some auditions today, sir?" Claudia made her best attempt at small-talk.
"Yes, indeed. We have some Hot
young studs that need Spanking." Ramon winked.
"Right." Claudia smiled and tried her best to hide her grief.
"Claudia! Sir!" a keen young voice squealed.
She had only known Niamh for about a month but already knew more about her than she knew about her family. She always carried an enormous sense of optimism that was overwhelming, and whilst she was undoubtedly nice, it was an attitude she envied.
"I'm looking forward to this!" Niamh giggled, and clapped her hands together excitedly.
"Yes. I bet you Are you dirty
Girl." Arista purred. Niamh seemed to find this charming. Claudia wondered whether it would take him to actually slap her arse before a sexual harrassment case was filed.

They stepped into the interview room and took their seats behind a desk at the back. Claudia helped herself to a packet of hobnobs, whilst Niamh eagerly poured drinks for the trio. Caitlin stepped in and placed a pile of forms in the centre of the desk.
"Their CVs, sir." Caitlin nodded obediently.
"Thank you Caitlin, you may Go." Ramon declared.
"Send in the first auditionee, please." Claudia reminded her.
"Of course." She took a small bow - how cute, Claudia mocked - and hurried out of the room. "You can go in now! Good luck!" she smiled, and returned to her desk.

"Hi...I'm Conzors." A young man minced into the room. "And this is going to be cocktastic!"

"Well I've always been a fan of your work. It helped me through Alcatraz."

"My daddy told me this was going to be my future!"

Wow, security is lack today, Claudia reflected. As Loukas was escorted from the room in a flood of tears (Ramon's decision that he was "Too Hairy" was crushing), she began to wonder if this was going to be the most disastrous production yet.
"Chat and Games and Sodomy, Scene 3. Please read from the script", Niamh soothed. This particular candidate was kinda cute, Claudia noted.
"Oooh, James, I like it when you lock me." Andy had all the finesse of a young Humphrey Bogarte and the confidence of Sir Roger Moore - it was surprising for someone so young.
"That's good", Claudia paused. She didn't like to display too much in her judgment and didn't want to seem too enthusiastic about the upcoming practical round.
"Indeed", Niamh agreed, nodding her head.
"Take Off your Pants,
young Man." Ramon demanded.

He dropped his pants.

"Average." yawned Claudia. In her seven years as a porn caster she'd seen all shapes and sizes of the TiBB members'...members.
"I'm impressed. Nice trimming." reassured Niamh. A newcomer to the profession, she had all the naivety and optimism that Claudia had when she'd started - hope that faded with repetition upon repetition; thrust after thrust in the routine that was TiBBlow Productions.
"You are Hot. When
can you Start?" a robotic voice cooed. Claudia rolled her eyes and Niamh nodded enthusiastically in agreement with arista's decision. It seemed Andy had got the part.
"Well, whenever!" Andy was secretly confident he'd get the position, but wasn't expecting it to be this easy.
"Caitlin!" Claudia cried, and waited for the receptionist to attend.
"Yes?" a flustered Caitlin replied.
"Take this gentleman to the director, please. And pass on his employment forms to Nathan. We are very glad to have you, Andy, good luck." Claudia performed. Her smile was fixed, her intentions were facetious.

A few more accepted roles later, Claudia found herself back in her cubicle. She tapped a pencil against the desk inbetween writing up actor portfolios and cast lists. A small yellow stress-ball was her only release as the constant blur from the computer slowly but surely ingrained a dull noise in her eyes.
"Fancy a drink?" Dean appeared from nowhere with an olive branch.
"Where did you get that olive branch?" replied a confused Claudia.
"I don't know..." he trailed.
"Erm. Yes. Coffee?" Claudia suggested, and they headed off to Starbucks. Ordering their drinks, they sat in the window seat and remarked upon passers-by.
"Haha, look at him!" Dean laughed, as a dejected Conzors was attacked by a flock of pigeons.
"Poor thing, he started off his audition with a line from Cabaret." Claudia smirked.
"Jesus, what a way to kick off your porn career."
"Quite."
There was a pause, and Claudia nervously stirred her coffee slightly more than necessary.
"Arista seemed keen with the Andy fellow", Dean offered.
"Yeah, he was the best of a bad bunch."
"Any other successfuls?"
"Just a girl called Kitty and another bloke called Wildcat."
"Kitty and Wildcat...wow...I thought it was our jobs to think of the names." Dean chuckled.
"Haha, yeah..." she trailed again.

An hour later she was back in the office ruing her shyness. Dean was one of the few interesting guys at TiBBlow Me Productions, and a world apart from the other sex pests and work-obsessed bores. She'd finished the 3 portfolios and decided to go and make idle chat in the studio. The studio itself was an intimidating arena that always had an atmosphere of uncertainty. You could walk in one day and find a full-on fisting scene gone wrong - that ambulance crew was traumatised, poor sods - or complete silence.
This time, there was just the director, Andy, Stuart and Kitty sat around a fake set - a kitchen, to be precise.
"Hey", Claudia waved, and the director looked back and smiled.
"Hey Clauds," Enid was warm in her greeting. She was always really positive about her work, Claudia reflected, but wasn't overbearing about it. "Guys, just go with a run-through of the script and I'll be back in a bit. Let's walk, Clauds?" Enid offered, and they walked. "So...you and Dean hooked up yet?" Enid teased, and Claudia went a dark shade of crimson.
"Don't!" she hissed in a feeble attempt to appear dismissive.
"Sorry, it's just kinda obvious..."
"Really?" worried Claudia.
"Well. I haven't talked to him about it-"
"And don't you dare!"
"I won't! I won't! I just get a vibe, y'know? Like, I've been shooting porn for 12 years and I know when there's chemistry and when it's just a solemn **** job."
"Oh. Well...he's alright, I guess." Claudia tried her best to play down her feelings.
"Yeah, and I like just a bit of S&M." Enid retorted. They made idle gossip and went their separate ways. A few hours later Claudia once again picked up her bag, logged off the computer and made the tedious drive home.

Arriving home, the continual silence bored into her. Living alone had its benefits, she noted, such as being able to fart without scolding. But she had to admit she was a bit lonely. Still, a night of Ben & Jerry's and Desperate Housewives lay ahead and a bubble bath sure sounded promising. Yeah, sure, she thought, promising to a middle aged wreck. She closed the front door behind her and stepped back into her world.

[Smithy]

Aww, i feel sorry for claudia now :(

Hope it perks up for her

[Z]

Shaun I love it! Poor Claudia... Dean, hurry up and ask the girl out! And try not to die in this one!! :tongue:

[Smithy]

When do we get chapter 8 Zee?

[Christina]

Haha, this is brill!

[Jords]

"Yes, indeed. We have some Hot
young studs that need Spanking."

:joker:

[GypsyGoth]

:laugh2: A couple of parts had me snorting with laughter. It's very good Shaun :thumbs:

[LemonJam]

lmao, this is awesome, so well written aswell

[Tom4784]

It's amazing, I laughed a lot. I've lasted a whole episode without dying! It must be a record in these stories.

[Princess]

Proper made me giggle this. Well done Shaun!

[CaraRawr]

Ahaa, this is brilliant!

[Shaun]

Thanks everyone :)

[Harry!]

Great work Shaun!

[MissKittyFantastico]

:shocked:

Haha this is brilliant Shaun!

Poor Claudia :(

[Ninastar]

Pmsl I want to read it! There is too many people about though!

[ChristmasNeeve]

I'm famous!!!! Woooooooooo, thanks Shaun!!!!

[ILoveTRW]

heres betting Andy goes gay for pay in an upcoming episode

[Shaun]

"Yeah, Sia, I love it when you moderate me." Stuart cried. A natural to the pornographic talent - his exploits had earned him the coveted Best Actor with a Leading Pole (i'm sorry.) at the TiBB ****zies for the past 3 years running. His titles and roles included 'Randy Rod' in Big Brother Bumming and 'Josef Fritzl' in Under the Covers.
The fact was, the girls in the wings weren't all gossipping about Stuart's girth any more. A hot new talent had graced the production halls, and his name was Andy. Sure, Stu thought, he was hot enough. And he was well-endowed. And his eyes were a dazzling shade of blue that reminded him of crashing oceans and cool summer breezes...
Enough, Stu thought. Crushes on your coworkers, especially ones you were due to fellate with in the next scene, weren't advised.

Sat in his dressing room, Stu paused and looked around at all of his gifts. Some were from friends, the majority were from fans. One bouquet was rather beautifully decorated with lilies and dildos, reassuring Stu's assertion that his display at the Chelsea Flower Show wasn't remotely 'inappropriate'.
He smoke sporadically. He'd had an argument on his first day at the studios with porn veteran Sia Showers, and his contempt towards her had only intensified as his work went on. He didn't really care what she thought, it was his body he was supposedly damaging, he smiled, and looked down and admired himself in a wall-length mirror opposite the room.

A knock on the door interrupted his narcissistic haze.
"We're beginning filming in ten." Caitlin called, and went down to the other dressing rooms.
****...Stu thought. He stubbed out his joint and threw on his velvet-embroidered robe. He always walked around the sets with an air of superiority - it always helped to dispel unwanted attention from the newbies and the perverts. The number of times he'd had to shoo Daren from the caravan set was absurd.

"Okay, we're all here!" Enid declared, and she sat down in a wooden director's chair. Sewed into the back in black cloth was the TiBBlow Me corporate logo.

http://i43.tinypic.com/116qtf7.png

"Right, in scene four we have Stu, Andy and Sia in a spit-roasting sequence." Enid listed, in a tone wholly unsuitable for readers of under the age of 18. "Sia, if you can just mount that there pummel-horse, we'll have Stu taking you from behind."
Stu grimaced. The fact was, Sia was no longer a spring chicken. In fact, the only thing that was springy about her was the very thing that made her famous - performing with her was like flinging a tampon down a hallway.
"Um, Enid?" Andy whined. "Where do I come in?"
"Ah, yes, the new boy. For your first scene you're just going to receive head from Sia. As the script says...you just stand there groaning a lot."
Stu rolled his eyes. Let me do the dirty work, then, since the noob can't read his script properly.
"Why don't we have him like...stood opposite me?" Stu offered, with an invisible lightbulb above his head.
"Sure," Enid replied, "okay, positions everyone."

"Be gentle, will ya?" Sia slurred, "the old girl's a bit sore today."
Stuart shuddered. Andy took his place in front of Sia and she licked her lips furtively.
"GREG!" Enid yelled suddenly, and a nervous-looking man from the sidelines jumped into action. He grabbed a small blue tablet from his suitcase and rushed forward.
"H-here you go" he stammered and rushed back offset.
Andy swallowed the pill and waited for it to take effect. In the meantime Sia and Stu warmed up in a more traditional sense.

It was halfway through the shoot that Stuart made eye-contact with Andy. Sia of course was busy being nose-deep in trousermeat. Upon first glance, Stu felt the world slowing down around him. There were those crashing oceans. He was sure he could feel that summer breeze.
Noticing that he was glazing over, he forced himself to focus. He decided that now was a better time than any to try and make this scene a little more improvised. Reaching forward over Sia, he hooked the back of Andy's head and beckoned him forward. A hint of confusion struck Andy's face, and he raised his eyebrows. Before he could say anything, however, Stu seized the initiative and kissed him.

There was a moment's hesitation - even Sia stopped and looked up, like a child with a lollipop looking up at a hot air balloon - as Andy succumbed. Awestruck, Sia forgot where she was. "Wow..." she gasped.
"Oh for God's sake. CUT!" Enid yelled and tossed her script to the floor. "You're supposed to have TWO men inside you at all times, Sia!"
All of this was background noise to Stu, whose kiss had been cut short and annoyingly so. He looked back at Andy, only to find him getting dressed.
"Where are you going!?" Enid shouted, exasperated.
"I-uh...I need to..." Andy didn't even finish his excuse, as he dashed out of the set in only his jeans.
"Right...well erm...Greg, go speak to Claudia. See if you can get her to get Andy's act together. Stu, Sia, we might as well call it a day, we need him to finish the scene. That's a wrap, guys," she sighed, and picked up her bag and keys.
"Weird," Sia began, "do you think he even goes both ways?" she quipped.
"Well he has to, he knew what he was letting himself in for" opined Greg, who was cleaning up and giving them their clothes.
"True, as a TiBB porn star you have to be open-minded."
"Maybe he was just a bit...freaked out...I mean that was kinda intense," Stu suggested.
"I'll say. I'm wetter than the floor in ASDA after Jonathan Taylor's shoved all of Twilight Twitty's albums into his trolley." Sia 2baha-ed.
"How do you know how to 2baha?" Greg asked, dumbfounded.

Stu left the two discuss their silly emoticons and went back to his dressing room. Tossing the velvet robe to the side, he caught a glimpse of the proposed artwork for Chat and Games and Sodomy. There he was, centre stage as usual. And there was Andy...
"****", he said to no one in particular, "this is going to get messy."

[End of Episode 2.]

[Z]

LOL, very good Shaun! I'm enjoying this, can't wait for another chapter! PMSL at me being an errand boy at a porn studio!

[Twilight]

ROFL i love this <3

[GypsyGoth]

:thumbs: Great episode!
trousermeat
:laugh2: :laugh2:

[LemonJam]

incredible.

[Tom4784]

Rofl! Another great episode.

[Shaun]

Episode 3 shall centre around...

Niamh.

[Shaun]

Episode 4 - Andy.
Episode 5 - Emily.
Episode 6 - Dean.
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As for the second series [arrogance of deciding series to own work? I think so] I'd like to centre stories around Caitlin, Sia, Stephanie, Greg and Arista. We'll work on the other.

[Princess]

LMAO that was epic.

[Stephanie]

LOL this is amazing!

[CaraRawr]

"I'll say. I'm wetter than the floor in ASDA after Jonathan Taylor's shoved all of Twilight Twitty's albums into his trolley." Sia 2baha-ed.

:joker:

[Harry!]

Great episode!

[Rob]

very good!

[Shaun]

thanks everyone! :D

[Ramsay]

Lol!

[Stu]

Hillarious, sexy, well written, and not at all thought provoking.

Good stuff.

[Shaun]

It's very thought-provoking to write. For example, I pondered last night how fluffers would actually do their job.

[Smithy]

lmao, This is great shaun.

Niamhs will be hilarious

[Lewis.]

I really enjoyed reading that Shaun! It's brilliant! Well done, you're amazing at these stories :tongue:

[ChristmasNeeve]

Oh me next YAY! You're a brilliant writter Shaun!

[Smithy]

Niamh stop sucking up :joker:

haha that works on so many levels

[ChristmasNeeve]

Niamh stop sucking up :joker:

haha that works on so many levels

hehehehehehe, just making sure he doesn't kill me off!

[Smithy]

Maybe you'll choke to death :shocked:

[Iceman]

This is great, had me in stitches!

[Jessica.]

Sorry but that logo is rank!

[Shaun]

Yeah, well, so are you.

[MrGaryy]

pmsl, trufax.

[Jessica.]

Yeah, well, so are you.

:joker:

[Smithy]

When do we get Niamh's Shaun ?
:spin:

[Shaun]

I'll begin writing tonight - when family aren't lurking around to see me writing fictional pornography involving people I've never met.

[Smithy]

lmfao

ok :thumbs:

[Z]

I'll begin writing tonight - when family aren't lurking around to see me writing fictional pornography involving people I've never met.

:laugh2:

[Shaun]

Niamh picked up the purple toothbrush, scrubbed the right and then the left, rinsed, dried her hair, put on her pinstripe suit and combed her hair back into a tight ponytail. She grabbed the keys, drove to a small café nearby and took out an orange juice, bagel and a muffin. Arriving at the Blow Me studios, she stopped and breathed it all in. Less than five months ago she had been a jobless, hopeless mess. She thought back to days when she'd lounge around the house in her pyjamas watching repeats of Will and Grace and playing with her navel - days when completing level 10 on Super Mario Bros. was an accomplishment.

"Morning, young Niamh." smiled a dapper Ramon, dressed from head to toe in a dazzling shade of green. His choice of suits always impressed Niamh.
"Hello, Sir!" she greeted warmly, as they walked to the reception.
"Niamh I need You to talk to that
Young Andy. He needs to get his Act together" Ramon declared as he sifted through Caitlin's memos. She looked up weakly from her position and offered a smile to Niamh.
"Oh, right, of course." Niamh nodded, remembering the fiasco on-set last week.
"Caitlin take my Coat and have it Pressed.
Like a good Bitch okay." Ramon trailed as he strolled into his office.
"Like a good bitch?" Niamh winced and Caitlin nodded sympathetically.
"You get used to it." She understood Arista's charms like clockwork - on her first day he'd made a point of her wearing pencil skirts from thereon in.

Niamh sat at her desk and dialed the number.
"Y-yes?" a nervous-sounding voice from the other line hesitated.
"Andy, this is Niamh. From Blow Me?" she put on her best reassuring voice and had a voice that could sooth even WOMBAI in the middle of a scrum.
"Oh." he didn't add anything further.
"Yeah, erm. Are you coming in today?" like butter would melt.
"Oh...well, I can't today, I'm...sick," he coughed suddenly, "but I'll definitely be in tomorrow."
"Aww, well, as long as you're healthy!" she cooed.
"Yeah, thanks." he hung up.
"Don't take their ****." Claudia interrupted, making Niamh jump.
"Oh! My goodness! You surprised me!" Niamh chuckled.
"No ****." Claudia trailed, and walked off rolling her eyes.

Niamh sat a little dumbstruck by Claudia's hostility. She hadn't done anything to her in her short time as an employee, in fact she'd barely spoken to her. She decided to get up and have a conversation with Dean.
"Oh, hi Niamh." he smiled, weighed down with a pile of complaints.
"Hey...wow, that's a lot." she noticed.
"Yeah - get this. 'I was most horrified to find your latest title, Cum **** With Me was bypassing the sware filter.' - what the Hell is a sware filter?!" he laughed in exasperation.
"God," Niamh sighed, "you'd think in a porn DVD the last thing they'd hate is a few swear words."
"Exactly!" Dean cried, "in the footage Sia alone screamed '**** me!' forty-two times!"
"Some people..." Niamh trailed as Claudia stepped up to the booth
"Hey Dean fancy a cof-" she noticed Niamh, "oh. Hi."
A look of utter contempt was dealt.
"Coffee?" Dean smiled and got up quickly, sensing tension. "I'll speak to you later, Niamh!" he waved and was practically dragged away.

2 hours later, Niamh was at her desk phoning through to the design section of Blow Me when Enid sat opposite her.
"Yeah, just put a star over Stu's dick. Yeah. Okay. Thanks, bye!" Niamh hurried. "Hey Enid, what can I do for you?" she smiled.
"Cut that sycophantic crap," Enid glared, "where do you get off exactly on flirting with coworkers?"
"I'm sorry?"
"Oh don't play dumb with me, I've been told you were practically all over Dean earlier."
"I was just talking to him..." Niamh whined, genuinely hurt.
"Well don't, okay? She...I...someone's interested in him, right, and I don't want you ruining that. Capiche?" Enid threw a look that would make HARRY2 look chipper.
She stormed off back to her set.
Niamh sat back in her chair. Well, she wasn't interested in Dean, that much was true. She thought who could be. Caitlin? No, she had a husband. Arista wouldn't surprise her. She looked across the open-plan office and her eyes fell upon Claudia, who was giggling at something Dean was complaining about.
"Oh." she realised.

Another hour later and it was time for lunch. Niamh put her heels back on and walked down the hallway to the front entrance - along the way Claudia, Caitlin and Linda were stood gossipping.
"Not going with Dean?" Linda taunted.
Right, Niamh thought, and she stopped immediately. She turned around, looked Claudia in the eye, and calmly uttered "a word."
Claudia raised an eyebrow but followed obediently, as Niamh suddenly shoved her into the staff toilets.
"Right, what is your ****ing problem?" Niamh raged.
"You, that's what" Claudia retaliated.
"Why? What have I done? I've done nothing to you!"
Claudia laughed
"Is this because of ****ing Dean?" Niamh sneered.
"Excuse me?" Claudia tried to play the unknown.
"Enid had a nice little chat with me. It doesn't take LeatherTrumpet to work out" Claudia sighed, with a TiBB reference that is sure to please the readers.
"Well, I didn't ask her t-"
"I don't give a ****. Stop hassling me." Niamh pushed past her and Claudia was left to her own devices.

Walking back into the building 45 minutes later, Niamh carried with her not only a brown paper bag with a muffin, but a renewed sense of self-esteem. She smiled, she was going to finish this silly squabble once and for all. She practically waltzed to her desk only to find her photographs and mug smashed. Written all over them in black marker were the words '*****' and 'slut' and she looked around, humiliated. Linda smirked and nudged Dean, who looked up questioningly at Niamh. Caitlin walked past and couldn't help but stare. Ramon emerged from his office.
"Tidy up please you Grubby
Cow." he ordered.
She had never been so embarrassed in her life. As Caitlin burst into giggles at Arista's treatment, and the rest of the office continued to stare, she felt herself turn red. She threw her muffin down and began to well up. She ran down the corridor and out of the building, feeling an intense injustice and shame.

An hour passed. Caitlin walked over to Dean and asked if he had seen Niamh.
"No, has anyone since she ran off?"
"No..."
"I'm going to go look for her. Arista was out of order." he sighed, and got up to look outside. He crossed the car park to see if she was sat in her car; she wasn't. He turned back to head inside and he saw a small fragile figure on the roof.
"Look who's laughing now!" a hysterical Niamh cried, as she swayed dangerously across a wooden beam connecting two of the buildings.
Caitlin, Linda, Claudia, Enid and Stuart all rushed outside to see the disturbance. Dean, however, ran back inside.
"Niamh stop fooling around!" Stu yelled.
"What the Hell are you doing?" Enid moaned.
"Shut up! All of you! Thinking you can call me slut and *****...you don't know anything about me...or maybe you do...who put you up to THIS?" she suddenly screamed in a moment of frenzy. An empty bottle of gin was thrown at Claudia's head - who luckily dodged it and it smashed without harming anyone.
"What are you talking about?" Enid cried.
"Who found out-" she began but suddenly lunged backwards - straight into Dean's arms.
"Let's get you down from here." he calmly assured her.
"No! Someone found out and I need to know who!" she seethed, spitting manically.
"Found out what?"
"I...I didn't want to, I had to, I was forced-" she stuttered
"To do what?"
"I sold myself Dean", she was whispering now like a child telling a secret, "my daddy told me I had to..." she was sobbing silently and Dean didn't know what to say. He took her through the building safely and whispered to Arista that he would drive her home.

Claudia stared as Dean placated and reassured a whimpering Niamh into his car. He didn't look at her as he drove past, and she didn't like that one bit.
Niamh fell into a deep sleep. She wouldn't remember this car-journey home and she wouldn't remember anything else until the next morning.

[Z]

Poor Niamh!! Even if she was a prostitute -glares-, Claudia, Enid, Caitlin and Linda - you should be ashamed of your fictional selves!! :tongue: Very good Shaun, I enjoyed that!

[Princess]

Poor Niamh :(

[GypsyGoth]

:lovedup: It's great fun to read Shaun.

Poor Niamh!! Even if she was a prostitute -glares-, Claudia, Enid, Caitlin and Linda - you should be ashamed of your fictional selves!! :tongue:

:nono: The biatch better stay away from my man.

[Tom4784]

"Tidy up please you Grubby
Cow." he ordered.

:laugh:

Good chapter, poor Niamh but luckily my fictional self is amazing.

[Smithy]

LOL, poor Niamh

Although this seems awfully similar to the argument here last week.....

[Ninastar]

lmao I love it!

[ChristmasNeeve]

Claudia and Enid you bitches!

Dean my hero:lovedup:

[lily.]

Poor Niamh!! Even if she was a prostitute -glares-, Claudia, Enid, Caitlin and Linda - you should be ashamed of your fictional selves!! :tongue: Very good Shaun, I enjoyed that!

We are.. we feel just fictionally awful s0b

[Smithy]

What happened to this :S ?

[Z]

Shaun finished masturbating.

[Smithy]

Oh My :s ^