My Good Luck charm (Incomplete)

[camilamaria]

OMG This story is amazing!! I love Robsten stories! can`t wait for more!

[shawtybaby77]

Here you go - Good Luck Charm lovers, I put an early in the day lemon for you - if any of you are at work or school who need a quick "Pattinson sexy-pick-me-up" It's lemony - be warned. NOT intended for viewers under 17.. Maybe 18 lol!

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My Good Luck Charm Chapter 5
I was drying my hair with the water drops falling onto my shoulders and traveling down to my stomach, her brown hair was lying everywhere on the pillow and over her face. I started wondering if she could be found underneath it all. She rolled over and one arm went above her head and her angelic face sighed as her head tilted down slightly again and she fell back asleep. I decided to go to my laptop and check my emails.

Flipping through my inbox I noticed one from my mother, which I would reply to later - her consistent probing would lead me to an early Alzheimer’s breakdown, I closed the laptop with a click.

“Are you ok?” I heard my angel ask, and I immediately regretted checking my inbox this weekend.

“I am perfect. . . and you?” her ivory thighs were exposed, her breasts covered. Her back was bare and I could see the slight curve of her naked bottom. So gorgeous and so sexy, my mouth watered for her.

She fell back on the pillows and exhaled deeply, her breasts popped from underneath the satin sheet.

I snuck my way over to the bed and crawled up her body and nestled my face in her chest. She smelled so sweet from deep sleep and the love we made that still lingered. “You smell so wonderful, like a passion fruit,” I joked.

“Mm, that sounds nice. Come up here so I can smell you,” she offered and I trailed my nose up her belly to her navel, across her abdomen and up to her tightened nipples. I ran my nose over the round part of her breast and back across her nipple and repeated it on the other side and I trailed up her neck to her mouth finally, and she smiled brightly.

“You smell like spearmint up here,” I stated with questioning.

“Yeah, they’re called mints,” she laughed and gave me one. “They’re mints and they put them on the nightstand for mornings like this when you stay at a B & B,” she motioned to her teeth.

I raised my eyebrows as I sucked the mint with a smacking sound and she wiggled beneath me laughing. "You're so prepared," I looked into her eyes and brought my hands to her face and hungrily kissed her mouth. I kissed her deeply and thankfully, loving every memory we made last night that ran through my mind.

“What was that for?” she smiled when I rose onto an elbow to stare at her beautiful face.

“For last night, for what you gave me,” I kissed her lips again and she wrapped her arms around me and pulled me down onto her naked satin covered body.

“Please, Rob, make love to me,” she gasped in my mouth and I was reaching in the night drawer faster than lightening and had on the protection in 20 seconds.

I found her mouth again and her hands gripped my member with the satin over it and I growled into her ear huskily. Our bodies became heated and soon I was caressing my groin against her through the satin sheet that separated our most important areas. We both tore at the fabric until it allowed us to feel each other, I took my hardness in my hand and slowly entered her, thrusting easily and she held my neck tightly. She was so moist and my body was still weak and on a high from last night that this was like a euphoria. “Let me know if it hurts,” I pleaded to her as I brought one of her legs at a time over my waist.

Her face changed expressions slightly and she opened her eyes to look at me. “It feels good, but I’m just a little sore,” she winced when my member moved inside her when I moved my weight off my hands.

I lowered onto my elbows and placed my hands underneath her on her back between her and the bed for leverage. I pulled my hips back gently and rocked into her, making her wince and I immediately stopped, scared I’d hurt her.

“No, Rob, keep going. Tell me how it feels,” she exhaled into my ear.

“You feel so moist and warm. You feel like close to being in heaven,” I moaned and she loosened beneath me as I rocked.

“I like that,” she whispered breathily and ran her hands from my rear to my neck and inserted her fingernails into the soft flesh there.

“Ah,” I groaned in pleasure at the feeling of her nails digging into my neck.

Her hips began to move and I shifted my weight to my hands to watch her face, she put her hands in her hair and tousled it and bucked her hips. Her face was lost in its own world.

“God, Rob. It’s, it's, mmm,” she was trying to explain but I caught her in a full kiss and she pulled her head back and allowed me to kiss her deeper and I stifled a moan as our wet tongues delved each other.

I continued my thrusts and with each one she began to move her hips and she stared me in the eye with the most seductive hooded eyes. She began to roll her hips and I could feel my release nearing. I ran my hands down her thigh and relished the thought of being between her legs and deep in her body, I continued slowly, her walls tightening around me made me shudder.

“Roll over,” she gasped and I couldn’t hide my smile. “Now,” she pushed me off of her and onto my back. I sat up and pulled her with me, I brought her onto my lap and grasped her thighs as I rose off the bed and walked in a rush to the big easy chair near the window and I sat down.


I guided her back onto the tip and as she lowered onto my size she whimpered quietly and I kissed her breasts as she slid onto my length. “You’re so goddamn sexy, Kris,” I moaned as she sat still to adjust to me and our position. I brought a breast to my mouth and sucked on a nipple softly, and then massged the other one as I switched and licked the neglected one.


She closed her eyes and started moving, “Ooh,” she sighed.


I sat back and watched her face, my mind focused on nothing but her - I couldn’t tear my eyes off her right now even if the room was filled with smoke and flames. Our bodies were connected and I couldn’t be in more pleasure ever in my life. Her hair was falling in a waterfall behind her as her chin was lifted and her eyes were closed with her head falling back. Her mouth was open erotically and I was frozen in place - afraid to move and all this would fall like sand to the ground.


She lifted herself and lowered easily and brought her hands to my chest and pushed her fingers into my shoulders. She quickened her movements and my jaw set shut and my teeth ground to keep from shooting what I had to offer. She leaned forward and I ran my hands down her back, over her sides and onto her round bottom. She began to go even faster and my fingers dug into her thighs and her hands found my hair and tugged - hard. The pleasure and pain was almost too much to bear. I held her to my chest and moved only her hips - she picked up on it quickly and she began to moan loudly, so loud that I knew anyone in another room could hear. I smiled and sucked on her neck as she rested her torso on me and thrusted her hips and met my hips with hers and her moans turned into gasps and she tightened around my member and I couldn't hold back the release she was driving out of me. I bursted all of myself into the Trojan and my member began being massaged by her vibrating walls and looked up as she moaned loudly while her orgasm rocked her own body and while she moaned toward the ceiling it turned into a holler. I mustered enough strength to pull her mouth to mine, but it barely quieted her down and she moaned into my mouth so sexily, and so long I almost shot again.


She fell onto my chest and was breathing heavily and unevenly. “Oh, my, god!” she panted.

“I don't want to get off,” she murmured into my chest and we sat there with myself still deep within her.

"I feel the same," I kissed her shoulder and her earlobe.

We sat there for a long time, holding each other and just trying to savor our highs. Finally we parted and shared a shower, we realized we were running behind and had to hurry to get back to the set location. I tried to concentrate on getting ready as I watched her shower and comb her hair, and brush her teeth - naked. My dick never went back down.
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“The last load is in the car,” I came in the room to find Kristen lying on the bed with her knees bent and her feet dangling off the foot. “Did I exhaust you on this trip?” I asked as I stood between her calves.


“In a good way, yeah,” she smiled at me and sat up. “I was just thinking that this room has a very big amount of significance now,” her laugh came out seductive and smooth.


“I’ll never forget it, it was wonderful,” I ran my hand over her cheek and she blushed.


“Ah, yes. It so was,” she smiled brightly at my face.


I pulled her hands and she stood while I wrapped my arms around her. “You look radiant this Monday morning, even at 5 am,”


“You look like death,” she laughed and I leaned into her neck and bit her gently, she smacked my arm. “You’re not funny,”


We grabbed our umbrellas and hastily made our retreat to the car. The ride was peaceful and Kristen lay in the backseat asleep 2 ½ hours of the 3 hour drive. I thought to myself as I drove slowly down the interstate. Would this affect us on screen or the chemistry, because Bella and Edward don't even do more than kiss. Now we'll have sexual tension . . .


I turned on the radio and expected to hear a slow song when an announcer came on and blew my fcuking mind.

“We’ve just seen pictures of hot vampire Robert Pattinson and vampire lover Kristen Stewart loading up a truck and headed out on a trip, it seems,” My mind started reeling, when we left there was no one around, I requested to have the area secured, they even charged me for the extra security. I couldn’t believe this shit. “You can find these on our website, but here’s another kicker!” the man continued and my mind went numb waiting for him to continue.


“We have word, and I don’t know how true this ‘word’ is, but we have heard that someone got some pictures of them entering a bed and breakfast. Now that’s not all, the photographer is claiming to have explicit and seriously steamy pictures of Robsten beside a window in well, in a rather private situation,”


“Wow, Steve,” the female co-host replied, “I can’t believe the photogs today, they never quit, even private moments that are meant to be private they make front page tabloid news,”


“Well, get a load of this - that’s not even the worst of it Vickie,” Steve exclaimed laughing. “The photographer who caught the ‘exchange’ with a high-tech zoom camera lens is threatening to release the images and the sexy video of their passionate moment! So the capturer is holding the footage hostage until they set they're demands or reps talk to reps.. So they only released a few pictures, so, maybe the threat of a 'video' is a hoax, who knows, I would wanna see it,”


“It’s so offensive, so intrusive. I feel bad for even talking about this at all, Steve. You should not endorse the invasion of another person's privacy like this! Those were completely privsate, and behind they're back taped an intimate moment - I would sue the hell out of someone," Vickie replied.

"Let's take a poll shall we, hit up the lines. . If you could watch Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart in an extra curricular, let's say 'Documentary' . . Would you? Call us let us know! 555-762-0072. Here's "Supermassive Black Hole at number 3,"[i]“We’ve just seen pictures of hot vampire Robert Pattinson and vampire lover Kristen Stewart loading up a truck and headed out on a trip, it seems,” My mind started reeling, when we left there was no one around, I requested to have the area secured, they even charged me for the extra security. I couldn’t believe this shit. “You can find these on our website, but here’s another kicker!” the man continued and my mind went numb waiting for him to continue.

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My mind skidded to a stop, and my body went hot with flames burning from my chest. I had never felt so deceived and angered in my life. Why would someone do this and who would do this? My mind shot in a thousand directions and I couldn’t concentrate on driving anymore, I pulled to the emergency lane. I looked in the rear view and Kristen was sleeping peacefully on the backseat still, and I took a minute to calm down. I'd have to tell her, I didn't want to do it today. But I wanted it to come from me - not who took the pictures.

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Kristen and I separated after a ten minute long kiss goodbye, and a longer parting kiss after that. "What are you gonna do when you get in your room?" I asked after one last peck before leaving her door.

"Well, I thought a long hot bath and a good book, maybe some carnage smoke, I snuck from a rastafari" she laughed and I had to force a chuckle.

"I wouldn't watch any tv, I'd just make it a chill-lax day, ya know?" I forced another chuckle.

"I need to catch up on stuff, ya know? Wether or not 'Jon has reconciled with Kate and now they're expecting another plus 8!' or wether like Wayne has seeded yet another baby mamma," she mocked smiling at me.

"Ha ha, you're really funny, I love you,"

"Love you too, but the bath tub is calling so. . . I'm off to my bath now," she smiled and shut her door.

Ok, so I just stalled her breaking into a hysteria for what, four hours? Eventually this was going blow up into a huge scandal and she would probably roundhouse me for not warning her. fcuk it, I was going to get to the bottom of this, I threw myself in the easy chair and tried to ignore my craving. I tapped my fingers on the desk and my eyes went sideways and a familiar white and red box was sitting delicously on the counter.

"No, I will not smoke!" I said to myself and if anyone would have seen and heard me - they'd claim I was talking to the voices in my head.

"fcuk it!" I stood and knocked the backs of my knees so hard onto the chair that it slid and hit the wall behind me.

I pulled out the cig and put it in my mouth, sucking at the sour taste of the nicotine through the filter. "Goddamn it!" I growled when I couldn't find a lighter, and I began rummaging through the kitchen drawers. I put my hands on the counter and leaned forward, about to give up the battle then I looked at the stove . . Burners. They were gas, "Thank Bloody hell!"

I turned the burner on high and sucked my cig lit and I exhaled and sucked it into my nose. I held my breath and exhaled it back out of my nose. Back at it again. I frowned as I turned off the stove. I opened the fridge and popped open a bud.

My door sounded a knock from it, I eyed it with menace and contemplated smashing them with my beer bottle.

"Don't chyou dare think of acting like you are not in there, Mr. Robert!" her voice seeped through the wood muffled.

"Aww, shit!" I sucked in a draw and rolled my eyes and walked as slowly as an inmate to face a judge.

I opened the door and she looked like a bull that just came out of the arena. "Marlene, please, Kristen doesn't even know yet," I motioned with my bottle and my face contorted with pleading.

"Chyou are the dumbest little dick I know, chyou know?" her phone rang loudly and she slammed the door shut as she walked in, then she proceeded to slam her purse on the counter separating the kitchen and living room. She stood and silenced her phone.

"That's right, let the whole hotel hear it, Marlene, maybe the next headline will be 'Robert Pattz, attacked by middle-aged woman - R Pattz is severely whooped'" I rolled my eyes looking out of the patio door.

"You know what? I'll do you big favor and forget you opened your little <b>I use offensive words that don't fit in my sentence mouth just now, you little shit. I told you Kristen is 'a nice girl' but I didn't say to fcuk her right in front of a window so every one and they're perverted uncle can see and watch you two locos you idioto puta!" she said walking toward me and at the end smacked my shoulder.

"We were caught up, I snuck out of St. Helens, no one was supposed to know we were there!" I recoiled from her, scared of her Latina monster from dicing me up and serving me with her gumbo and no one ever knowing I was gone.

"You are celebrity, chyou know? You like a Poof Daddy now, you're not just another man! You're famous here in America, is going to get even worse when dis movie opens! Why are you such a goddamn tramp?"

I fell onto the couch and put a hand over my eyes as I sucked my cigarette with just my mouth. "I don't know,"

"Now," she began and sat beside me, half the couch dipped in and she put a hand on my knee. "Do you like her?" she asked while pulling the cigarette out of my hand, then she took my beer and squished the smoking stub into it.

"We need to stop this filthy habit," she shot hard eyes at me and I exhaled madly.

I sighed, and glanced at her. "I love her, she's different,"

"Well, if joo two love each other, this will blow over. Now you need to call chyour mother and I need to call chyour publicist and see what is best to do now. Don't-ah talk to anyone until I tell chyou what to say. But you need to tell Kristen soon!" she squeezed my knee and stood up. "You start filming tonight at 12, be ready because it's the vulva scene,"

I lauged out loud, she just called the volvo the name of a woman's genital anatomy. "You mean the "volvo" scene?" I chuckled.

"Ci, you idioso. Now, stop being a fcuking fool and be normal and don't go, uh, having sex like a porny star!" she rose with a grunt, and grabbed her purse and threw the door open. She turned and put a hand on her large hip, "You are still a good boy, you just don't know how to be a smart man!" she walked out and slammed the door.

I laughed and grabbed my keycard so I could tell Kristen and was preparing for the worst. I couldn't believe this shit, I walked to the fridge and grabbed a coke. I was hopeful it might mask the beer smell on my breath. I turned headed in the bathroom and sprayed on some CkBe. I left the room, and was headed to the elevator.

"Hey, Tommy Lee," I heard a familiar man laugh at me. I turned and cleared my throat trying not to smile.

"I see you took my advice you <b>[Censored]</b>," Jackson laughed.

"Shut up man, it's more than I ever thougt it could be," I smiled.

"Do you know you and Kristen are plastered all over page six and all the gossip shows? Nancy Grace is even getting in on it, going on about how you're 23 and she just turned 18 3 weeks ago and how Hollywood is the way to get around anything taboo.." he laughed and sipped on the starbucks he had in his hand.

"I'm going up to tell her now, I don't think she's watched the news," I said quietly.

Jackson looked around as if he was mocking me, "You know it's been on youtube, right? The video of the pics and the announcement of the hubub has been viewed like 15,000 times three hours after they put it up,"

"How do you know more than me, you wank?"

"I watch tv, and if Kristen is smart, so does she," he laughed and hit his floor button and I hit Kristen's.

"Here I go," I inhaled and we rode in silence up to her floor.

"Good luck," Jackson smiled, "Hey, do you want me to send a fruit basket, or a flower arrangement to your funeral service?" he laughed.

"fcuk off, jack-off!" I went out the open doors, I turned and pretended to jack myself and Jackson shot me a bird - I threw one back as the doors shut.

I turned to travel to Kristen's room and noticed an older lady who saw my charade.

I froze and couldn't speak.

She glared at me icily and pulled her sweater tighter around her and huffed as she walked past me.

I tried not to laugh.

I stood outside her door and waited for the worst. My mood changed and my heart stopped as the door knob moved.

[camilamaria]

OMG I love this story sooo much!!
I love them both together!!
And how sweet is it that kris had her first time with Rob??
I so can`t wait for the next update!!!!!

[DeeDee777]

Loved the update. . . and, personally, I was ROTFLMAO @ the "hey Tommy Lee" comment!

[shawtybaby77]

My Good Luck Charm Chapter 6


I can’t do this right now, I muttered to myself and turned from the door. While I was turning I heard the door open and then slam. I glanced over my shoulder and there she was standing with an undistinguishable look on her face. She was smiling and her hair was pulled tightly into a ponytail, her eyebrow was raised over her right eye and I wanted to hide.


“Kristen,” I began and she tilted her head while she sighed.


“Well, go ahead! Oh ‘Kristen, it’s okay! It’ll blow over, no one will remember in a few days and shit will be back to normal,’ is what you were going to say, huh?” she mocked so quietly and so calmly I was scared for my physical health.


“No, I was . . .”


“Going to what? There’s nothing you can say! My naked ass is plastered all over you tube, I have been hit up on google more times than when Britney bared her own crotch!” she exclaimed and an older man eyed us and I made a face at him. I gently took her arm and grabbed her key card and pulled her with me into her room.


“It’s not that bad, love,”


She laughed and put her hands over her face then into her hair. “You’re very funny, you know that? You’re a real goddamn comic!” she walked over to the nightstand threw a magazine at me and I let it hit my chest and fall and I looked up at her with all the pleading I could muster in my eyes. "Read all about our 'Sex addiction' Rob, or you can read about the fact that 'Kri-mpho!"


“You’re blowing this way out of proportion Kris. . .”


“I am? . . .I am?” she pointed to her chest and I couldn’t help but be distracted by her low cut shirt.


“Yes, you are! We’re becoming famous and shit happens, this shit is going to happen!”


“They’re making me look like a nymphomaniac freak!” she growled as I was hurled with a box of tissues, it hit my shoulder and dropped to the floor with a thud.


“It’s not my fault don’t take it out on me, we were both in that chair!,” I replied while trying to remain rational and composed.


“It’s all your damn fault, if you hadn’t chose that goddamn chair this wouldn’t be happening! You’re a manho, Rob! Those pictures of you hanging with Anna Kendrick PROVES IT!” she accused.


"I was drinking - you know how I am drink, it was just goofing around," I tried to explain to her.


"I remember her gossiping to Christian and again I question your side of the story," she rolled her eyes and lit a cigarette.


"I thought you had quit, baby,"


"Oh shut up, don't you have a carton to inhale?" she rolled her eyes.


"Why are you acting like this?"

"I'm pissed that I'm apparently a sex-addicted-nympho who attended nympho classes in Portland, Oregon becuase I couldn't stop begging sex from you on set - and everyone got together and had an intervention against me!" she laughed and blew out a mouth ful of smoke that made my mouth water to kiss her and taste her nicotine laced taste.


"I'm sorry," I began and she turned to me and huffed.


"You're still a manho," she gruffed at me and drew in a drag.
Kristen took a sledge hammer to my nerve and I said the first thing that came to mind. “You’re just as much of the ho as I am!” I shot back, motioning with my hands.


Her face froze and she stood up straight, she crossed her arms and her eyes went blank. Regret coursed through my body and I knew I couldn’t take that back, she turned from me and I let out every curse word I could think of in my brain. It was a beautiful moment and nothing about those 3 days was anything but sensual and meaningful. I massaged my face with my hands and tried to think of a way to dig myself out of this grave. She was standing facing the window that was open slightly and I couldn’t read her at all, her body and breathing was still.


"Get out, Rob. You don't even understand how fcuking humilated I am, or what people are saying," she shot me a menacing glare as she entered her bathroom and slammed the door.


fucking great.


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Here I am. I am miserable and stuck trying to act with a woman that is completely infuriated with me - this was not going to be an easy night. I could not even concentrate when Marlene drove me to the set and dropped me off. She almost slapped me when I stared out of the window and ignored her.


I got to the set and was drug quickly to hair and makeup, the trailer was warm and I could smell the burning oils. Rila, the makeup artist, had a huge alternative side and wanted the trailer to be a tranquil trailer, she was now dubbed crazy in my mind.


"Well, sit down have wheatgrass shot," she smiled with her black hair thrown up in a bushy bun with makeup that mimmicked Kat Von D. with almost black red lipstick.


"Hell, no. That shit is all kinds of disgusting," I shook my head and pulled off my shirt and sat in the reclining salon chair and her ample chest barely made me stare like it once did - all that was running through my mind was Kristen.


"Nobody said health had great taste, bro," she laughed and sucked one down herself. I could have gagged. She wiped her mouth with a napkin and brought her makeup pallette with her to my chair. "Saw you guys on E!, I almost pissed on myself," she laughed.


"Please don't mention that shit to Kris," I moaned rubbing my face one last time before she began.


"I know better, I'm a female. I know what pisses us off," she pointed to herself with the white sponge. "Have you tried to apologize at least?"


"Yes and it has been nothing but turn into an even bigger ball of stressful shit," I rolled my eyes and stared at the small flatscreen on the wall.


"Actions speak louder than words, you know? Maybe you need to do instead of say," I looked at her and she raised her eyebrows and popped her gum. "Do'ya now what I mean?" her New York accent slurred the 'Do you'.


"I was almost knocked in the face with a box of tissues, Rila," I added quickly.


"Really?" she looked at me surprised. "I once threw a glass ashtray at my boyfriend and gave him a three inch cut. We didn't even go get him stitched up until after we christened our new apartments kitchen counter," she smiled and it made me laugh. "The bext se we ever had was on that counter,"


"Remind me to make sure you ordered out if I ever have dinner at you house," I laughed and she chuckled and continued making me Edward.

~

A crack of thunder sounded like a bomb exploding around us and we jumped.


"Well I guess that's God's little way of telling me I'm going to hell," she giggled while combing my hair.



20 minutes passed of my hair being combed, washed and blown dry - we got a call cancelling the shoot and to pack up and head home.


"Well - guess you can look damn good for your pillow, huh?" Rila smiled at me when I looked outside.


"Yeah, I'm gonna be soaked because there are no umbrellas in here and I brought no jacket," I laughed. I looked down at my grey tshirt and shrugged while smiling to Rila and exiting the trailer door. I'm going get soaked anyways.


"Well, that's about $70 of makeup gone," she smiled and waved to me before she lit the cig in her mouth.


I was stepping off the trailer's steps and onto the ground when I saw her standing under an umbrella with a crew worker and she saw me. I started to make my way to her and she took off in the opposite direction to what she probably didn't see was woods. I ran after her and she made a turn and we were headed to a field barely illuminated.


"Kris!"


She tripped and landed on the ground and I made it to her by pouncing on her but I slipped on the slick grass and had to struggle move onto my feet while stooping down.


"Just fuck'off, Rob." she snapped when I put my hands on her elbows.


"Kris, come on don't be like this," I begged and she punched my shoulder and sent me onto my ass. "Dammit, Kris,"


"Rob, I can't do this with you! I can't do a relationship right now! I want to get famous for me, not for who I fuck! Right now the only thing people talk about is us!" she screamed over the pelting of the rain, our bodies were drenched as we sat on the thick grass.


"Kristen, everyone is going to see how amazing you are!" I almost screamed over the pounding of the rain - trying to make her see.


She sat there for a minute soaked to the bone in her white shirt and I could see her nipples through the fabric. She was so filled with emotion that her chest was contracting wildly. "You don't jus. . ." she was trying to say when I took her face in my hands and implanted my lips on hers.


The kiss was deep and sultry, her hands pulling at my wet hair. I could feel my whole body warm and pulse with electricity. I pulled her hips to me and she crawled on my lap. My mind went blank except for the two of us and the rain that fell on our skin.


"Damn I missed you," she groaned in my ear while pulling my shirt up and planting licks on my check.


"You drive me crazy," I growled when she inserted her tongue into my ear and I tore at the fly on my jeans.


"I need you, Rob, now," she breathed and I tugged her pants down her hips so hard the button flew off and the zipper came apart. "Oh my god," she gasped rubbing my ears.

I pulled her jeans down to her ankles and kept them on - taking a look at her chuck taylors and bare pussy made my dick throb harder. She laid there on the ground and I pushed down my underwear while looking at that tiny strip of hair leading to my destination. I fell forward and peeled her shirt of her moist stomach. I kissed and licked all the way to her hip nibbling and licking on my way. I kissed over her trail of hair and met my nub of torture, I spread her lips quickly and devoured the sweet wetness on her clit. She began moaning wildy and I had to reach a hand up and hold it over her lips which she inserted on inside her hot mouth and sucked. Even though everyone was inside seeking shelter from the slaughter of the wet drops of rain - I didn't want her to get someone to look out. I dipped my tongue into her wet, tight tunnel and began licking furiously.


"Rob, don't ever fucking stop," she widened her legs as I dove my tongue into her.


I licked back up to her clit and massaged it furiously with my
tongue and I inserted a finger into her and she began trying to push her jeans off her ankles - it was useless because she had her chucks on.


I stopped abruptly and she cussed my name while I crawled atop her.


"Mm," she moaned and I fell between her legs and she writhed because she couldn't wrap her legs around me and I massaged my hardness against her heat. I pulled away and grabbed for my wallet and rolled on the trojan and lowered myself back down on top of her.


"Rob, please," she pleaded and I finally put my hardness right at her entrance, I then pushed in just half an inch.


Her face contorted into frustration and I lowered to my elbows and glided into her and she winced slightly, she was so moist and tight. I kissed her eyelids and neck until I felt her rock her hips. I began thrusting in and out in slow and long movements.


"Ooh, mm," she pulled at my wet hair and I pulled her breast out of her tank top and bra. I licked the nipple with the flat of my tongue and deepened my thrusts.


"You feel so good, love. So warm - you're all I want," I murmured in her ear and reached my hand down to rub her clit with 3 fingers.


"Rob, do it harder - please!" she purred.


I smiled and I began hardening my thrusts and she moved her hips as best she could with the entrapment of her ankles in her jeans. I put a hand on her hip and drove my thrusts harder and she began to pant "I think, I think I'm going to," and with one last push and stroke of my fingers she groaned loudly. I planted my tongue in her mouth to keep her quiet and kept my thrusts in time and my body rushed with blood and adrenaline while watching her face I released inside the trojan with a grunt and I collapes on top of her.


"I love you too, Rob." she said simply while pulling at the wet strands of my hair.


"Do you promise not to throw anything else at me?" I smiled and she looked in thought.


"Only if you promise to acknowledge when shit is bad and the fan is blowing it!" her smile was radiant and full of afterglow.


"Speaking of blowing," I spoke velvet coated.


She pushed me off of her and we pulled our filthy wet clothing back onto us. The rain still came down we lay there with it falling on our bodies. I stood up and pulled her to her feet, and we had to searh to find the way back to the set and trailers in the dark rain.


"I can't zip or button my friggin jeans!" she exclaimed.


"Wear those all the time - I don't have to waste even 2 seconds bringing you out of them," i smirked.


She hit my arm and we proceeded to leave.




"What the hell happened to you two?" Rila saw us walk by her trailer while she was standing under the canopy smoking a cigarette.


Kristen and I exchanged glances and I couldn't help but smile. "We got lost," I shrugged.


Rila eyed me and laughed as she exhaled her long drag. "Lost, huh? Is that why you look like an animal scratched at your face and you fell in a mudhole while clothed?" she laughed as she blew out her drag.


"It was so damn, scary, this racoon just pounced Rob," Kristen chuckled looking around the set.


"You smell that?" Rila asked, her face contorting.


"What?" I asked and looked at my mud streaked shirt.


"The smell of bullshit is really strong right here!" she began to laugh as Kristen and I turned red as blood.


"You suck," I pointed to her.


"Apparently you do," she laughed and stubbed out her cig and entered the trailer.


Me and Kristen laughed as I led her to the car. "Thank god for the rain," I laughed as we got in and I drove off.




I heard the shower turn off and I pulled the curtains closed as I checked my cell phone for the time, I couldn't wait to get her under these covers. My hair was still damp and loved the floral smell that was wafting from the bathroom. She emerged wearing a white t shirt and a pair of white string bikini CK cotton panties - my sweat pants became heavy on my hardening cock.


"What?" she smiled while runing a white towel over her hair.


"Nothing, you're just sexier than any Calvin Klein model I've ever even seen or imagined,"


She smiled and blushed brightly.


"Do you know when we have to start filming again?" I asked her as I snuck my arms around her tiny waist and sniffed her floral scented wet hair.


"Well, we have the 'volvo scene' to finish and then the filming should be over - besides the voice overs."


"I can't wait for it to be done, they can take it and put it together - and we can get lost for a month," I whispered huskily as I pulled her hair back and spoke into her ear.


"Where would you want to go," she smiled and craned her neck back.


"Anywhere out of the country so that we can be alone," I groaned.


"Sounds good to me," I retracted while kissing her jaw and finally attacked her lips, I ran my hans down her sides and over her ass and to thighs and I lifted her by her round ass and onto my stomach and fell on the bed atop her.


"I can take you on the beach in the waves - under a waterfall in Brazil. . ." I began pulling her underwear down her thighs.


"I'm wet. . ." she was saying when I had her panties down her calves and finally over her feet.


I leaned back on my knees and on my heels, "Let me clean it up then. ." I smiled as I backed off the bed and stood on my knees, she looked at me with a confused expression.


My smile made her eyebrows knit together and I grabbed her calf and pulled her open legs down to me to the foot of the bed - I smiled right at the perfect height to her moist wet heat.


"Oh god," she moaned and looked at me with shock and anticipation as her stomach convulsed in nervousness.


I pulled her hips to the edge of the bed and massaged her curls softly eliciting a moan from her chest. I inhaled and smelled the scent of the soap and snaked my tongue into her folds and her back arched off the bed. I dipped further and tasted her sweet juices and I put my hands on her knees and spread her legs further making her sigh. I licked long strokes up and down to her entrance until she began to roll her hips to my movement - I moved my hands to her hips and cemented her to the mattress. I began lapping at her clit and she began to clench the sheets.


"Rob, don't, don't, ah," she was trying to say but her hips began to shake and I pushed my tongue deep inside her and thrust it in and out loving the feel of her massaging it and relishing the sweet release of juices that fell from her slit.


Her fingers found my hair and pulled painfully hard as I
pulled out my tongue and teased her wet, slick entrance.

I felt more fulfilled than any other time in my life, pleasing her was the most satisfying experience I'd ever known and now I was about to satisfy my own lust for her and feel her deep within. I smiled at the thought and continued circles around her swollen nub.


"Rob, get up here," she demanded and I eyed her from between her legs.


She pulled me by my hair and my head throbbed on my dick as I rose as she made me by the strands and I hovered above her, I kissed her and she turned over and crawled on her knees to the top of the bed. She grabbed the glove and looked back at me with her ass in the air. "Goddamn, Kris," my eyes widened and my balls throbbed at the site.


"Wanna do it this way?" she wiggled her ass and I practically ran up the bed to her.


I licked her pretty cheek and massaged her entrance with my hand, and she moaned so sexily I almost shot out my load on the bed as I licked her clit slowly and she moaned loudly.


"Now!" she growled and I had the glove on quickly and was right behind her.


I pulled her hands to hold onto the headboard and held my head against her opening. "Here you go, baby," I smiled and slowly entered her and I had to grip the wrought iron designs on the headboard until my knuckles were white and my bones cracked to keep from spilling while her tight walls engulfed my large dick.


"Mm," she licked her lips and moved just a little to make me hiss.


"Let me now when you want me to move," I struggled to say straightly.


"Move, please," she sighed.


I began thrusting into her and looking down at her taking me all in from behind it felt so mind exploding that I gripped the bars harder as I thrust and I heard my knuckles crack.


"Ow," she winced. "Wait just a minute," she said quietly.


I didn't want her like this, I pulled out and laid her down and softly wrapped her legs around me. I loved to watch her underneath me - her closed eyes and swollen lips. I loved making love to her, it was the one thing I don't think I could ever tire of doing. I thrusted evenly and slowly into her for what seemed like an hour while we kissed wetly and I licked underneath her top lip slowly while she rolled her hips with mine.


"Rob, this feels so, mm," she couldn't even form words.


"You feel so good, so warm," I struggled to speak. "You smell so sweet and you're so goddamn innocent," I exhaled into her ear and she clawed my back and I sped up.


"Do it harder, baby," she clawed at my biceps and we moaned as we fcuked slowly.


"If you keep doing that - this will be over soon," I groaned hoarsely.


"Don't Rob, don't stop," she pleaded and I rolled to my side and threw her leg over my hip and angled her ontop of me so that our mouths kept together. "That feels so, oh god - so good," she moaned into my mouth and I pulled her thigh harder and drove deeper into her and her body tightened.


"I'm gonna, I'm gonna come," she moaned into my neck before biting it softly and that was it - I made one last push and her nails clawed into and down my back and I released into the condom.


"You're amazing," I exhaled in her ear as I rolled over to clean off.


"No more than you," she pulled me to her after.


I wrapped my arms around her and we kissed softly as we fell asleep nose to nose.

[camilamaria]

WOW WOW
This was HOT!! I love this story!!!!

[shawtybaby77]

My Good Luck Charm Chapter 7



My eyes slowly opened as I searched the bed with my hand to find it empty, I looked around the room and it was still dark. I sat up and as I rubbed my smooth face I heard the sound of coughing. I pulled the covers from my naked body and slipped on my silk boxers and slowly walked toward the bathroom - the door was ajar just enough to see Kristen on the floor leaned over the commode holding her hair. I bit my tongue and was washed with waves of panic and sweat. This could only mean one thing, I thought to myself as I felt lightheaded and tongue-tied. She leaned forward and another round of coughing and throwing up ensued.


I contemplated hard to bother her or not. “Kris, are you ok?” I asked as I moved the door open a small inch.


Her face contorted into a sad smile. “Yeah, I’m ok. I think it just might be some chicken I ate last night - it was fried so it could have been raw or something,” she pulled herself up and stood in front of the sink - she still hadn’t looked me in the eye as she tried to walk past me.


“Are you sure? I can go get you some pepto - the concierge keeps bottles of them on hand,” I studied her face and there was something there I couldn’t quite read.


“I’m ok, I’m just going to get a bottle of water and take it easy today, it’s already raining, so most likely we won’t film today,” she swiped at her forehead - she was lying to me, Why the hell is she lying to me?


“I'm gonna go outside a minute, maybe down to the bar,” I had to catch her face in my hands to maker her look at me - her face was still shaded. I kissed her cheek and she all but ran to the room and crawled into the bed.

Kristen was in the bed and I was walking around outside trying to come to terms with the bathroom incident this morning, it was unbelievable. I couldn’t imagine being a father right now - I had my career, my youth, and my freedom. I kicked at the gravel and called the one person I knew wouldn’t judge my situation.

“What up?” I heard Jackson laughing almost inaudibly into the receiver.

“I can barely hear you, Jack,”


“What?” Jackson replied loudly.


“I can’t hear you, Jack-OFF!”


“Sorry, man, Why the early call,” Jackson laughed when he was off of speaker and I heard a female giggling wildly in the background.


“Is this a bad time, I can call back,” I asked uneasily. “I don’t want to know you that well at all - ever!”


“It’s Ok, it’s my girlfriend - Ga Tech is on break right now and she surprise me this morning, she kind of has me tied up right now,” he laughed.


“I’m going to throw up at that vision, I wish I could rewind this conversation,” I grimaced and my English accent was thick.


“Not literally tied up, exhibitionist on tape - Tommy Lee,” Jasper poked and I rolled my eyes.


“Jasper, are you too busy to meet me in the hotel bar?”


“I can be there in 15 min,” he replied laughing.

~~

“Sure enough,” I rolled my eyes and turned to head into the bar.

“Hey, you have finally come up for air, huh?” Jasper laughed and shook my head as we grabbed hands and shoulder tapped.


“It’s been amazing, Kris is, well. . . Perfect, kind, cool,” I smiled and flagged the female bartender who had to fight a blush.


“Why did you need to talk, everything seems to be going good for you, Rob! You actually have color on your face, and your eyes aren’t bloodshot and drooping to your ears,” he was running off a list when I looked at him with the apprehension I felt last night. “Oh,” he realized.


“Yeah, things are fantastic with us. We fit so well together and we love doing all the same things, too. It's like she's my perfect puzzle piece that fits to a t.” I forced a smile.


Jackson nodded.


The tall redheaded server came over to us and smiled. “So, can I get you two gentlemen anything from the bar or kitchen?” her eyes were smiling, I immediately ordered a bud select and Jackson ordered the same.


“We shouldn’t be drinking this early - if we’re called in to film we’re going to be slow - and then we'll get a talking-to!,” he laughed. "You still lighting up?"


“Kristen has had me trying to quit smoking, becuase she did, I don’t even think about smoking too much anymore. I haven’t really drank in a while - but I’m kinda stressed today,” I leaned back and crossed my arms.


The server returned with our bottles and she popped the metal tops off one at a time and set them in front of us. She cut her eyes my way and I tried to just politely smile to her. “Let me know if there is anything you need,” she lingered her stare on me and walked away.


“You’re like a good-looking Austin Powers,” Jackson laughed. “You jizz and emanate mojo, man,”


“I need to talk about something that happened to Kris last night and it could be what happened to me, too,”


Jackson sipped his beer then set it down and intently waited for my next sentence.


“She threw up at about 4 am this morning,” I began and Jackson’s eyes widened slightly involuntarily. “She wouldn’t look at me in the eyes, she blamed it on fried chicken from last night,” I tipped back alarge swallow of the beer and continued. “She didn’t eat at all last night,” I finished my observation.


“Woah, Rob. Lots of women throw up when they're pregnant even if they hadn't ate," Jackson stated.

"How could she get pregnant, we've been using proctection fucking religously," I put my hands in my hair and raked at the strands.

"It's not 100 percent, before Lisa was on the pill - she made me use a spermicide condom, she used a spermicidal foam and I couldn't stay in when I came," Jackson moved his beer in small circles.

"Damn, were you having sex or making drywall?" I laughed at the artillary he used before.

"We never had a scare - and I gladly welcomed Aunt Rose to the house every month on time," Jackson laughed eyeing me.

I narrowed my eyes at him and chugged the last of my beer just as the redheaded bartender sauntered up.

"Would you like another round?" she smiled with her hair in layers and swirling out - it reminded me of Farrah Facet.

"No, we're fine, thank you," Jackson smiled politely and laid down $10 on the table.

"Have a wonderful evening," she smiled and set the bottle on top of the money and pulled it to her and discreetly pocketed it.

"Have you guys had any accidents with the condoms?"

I thought for a second, no we hadn't, we'd always put one on. "No, that's why I'm not thinking she's pregnant," my eyebrows knitted together.


Jackson left and I continued to sit at the bar with my chin rest on my laced fingers in a fist. The bar was empty except for the redhead and myself. I was too preoccupied with Kristen and frankly didn’t even acknowledge the subtle stares coming from the end of the bar 5 feet away where the server stood wiping off glasses.


“You seem like you have a lot on your mind,” she stepped a couple of feet closer to me and leaned with one arm on the bar and the other wiping the glass she held, I smiled uneasily.


“Yeah, just needed a pacifier,” I took the bottle in front of me and wiggled it before finishing the last swallow.


“I know how you feel - it’s been crazy for everyone who’s come in here lately, drama and trouble,”


I thought about it, there were a lot of things happening - true. . . But Kristen was the drink of water at the end of a 5 mile run and she was the sun after the rain. Kristen was the answer to my troubles, not the other way around. I felt worry for her, and I felt a little drama for feeling it - but I wouldn’t give any of it away because that would mean not being with her. Maybe she was just sick, or if it was anything else - I’ve always wanted kids, with her they’d be amazing. I patted some money on the wood bar and shrugged on my jean jacket.


“Have a good afternoon,” I half smiled over my shoulder to her.


“You too,” she smirked and turned back to her task at hand.


I rolled my eyes and headed out the door and into the rain. Not even 20 minutes from then I received a call that the Volvo scene would be cancelled tonight - My phone vibrated and I smiled at the number.


“Hello gorgeous, if I come back to the hotel right now - will you be naked for me, baby?” I smiled and rubbed my chin as I looked down and blushed. There was a slightly long pause.


“My name is Constance and I clean for hotel, I found Ms. Kristen on floor and she cannot really move, she wishes you to come see her,” the Hispanic female said into the phone worried and I darted back in the direction I came and into the hotel. “Hello, Hello? She says she doesn’t want a doctor,” I could hear the speaker relay.


“I’m on my way, 4 minutes,” I hollered as I ran.


~
I ran all the way up 10 flights of stairs and down the almost mile fucking long hallway - Kristen’s door was open and there was a maid standing between the frame. I ran faster and she moved out of the way - scared and wide eyed. I tried to regain my senses, but the 5 minute mad dash up ten flights fo stairs and the gripping fear drained me .



I flew into the door and saw her feet from the bathroom door and ran to her so fast my body slid on the tile and I fell on my hip and elbows when I tried to get to her to examine her. She was pale white and her skin was freezing, I panicked and pulled out my cell phone and dialed 911. Her eyes were so lost and I couldn’t even think as I saw the small cut on her cheek. Her hair was wet so I pulled a towel from the rack and placed it around her head while resting her head in my lap.


I yelled to the woman to knock on Marlene’s door while I tried my best to converse to the 911 operator.


“Sir, she does not answer, perhaps I call her?” she asked frantically pulling at the wooden rosary she had in her hands - I shook my head trying to remain calm.


“C’mon baby, hang in there, please. They’re on their way, I love you, baby, so much,” I managed to stay calm and collected as I rubbed the side of her face.


Her eyes blinked slowly and ever so weakly while she smiled slightly at me. “Love you,” was all she managed to mouth before the paramedics were audible down the hall and my eyes watered at the worry and fear over her - and regret for leaving her this morning knowing she was sick.


The paramedics arrived and I was brushed to the side to try and answer questions I didn’t know yet. Is she allergic? Is she anemic? Does she have any medical problems? I knew they were doing what they were supposed to do, but I was out of myself at the moment and had to walk outside when her assistant came running down the hall. My throat was dry and all the people entering the room were in slow motion, the brunette turned into slow motion as well. I felt my throat crack.


“Rob, how is she?” the short brunette said out of breath - she held her hand against her throat.


“They don’t know yet, I had to leave. Is she allergic to anything or any conditions that could have caused a collapse?” I asked warily.


The girl looked at me as if she were contemplating confiding in me before looking at me with tear filled eyes. “I have to check on her,” she turned from me and entered the room/ I rubbed my eyes and turned to see half of the tent floor starin at me. I turned away and saw that they had loaded Kris onto a stretcher and her eyes were now closed.


“Wait, Kristen,” I yelled as they wheeled her out, a big man came to me and put a hand on my chest.


“Wait, she’s my girlfriend, wait,” I fought and he looked at me empathetically - but sternly. “I have some questions to ask you, sir,” and I stopped and almost slapped my face before rubbing it - the sting felt relieving.
~
4 hours anticipating the word of whether someone you love is ok - will drive any man to his knees and to full fledged tears. I was near drained now, I had cried silently and was almost known by face at the ER nurse’s station. I was sitting facing a window watching the rain fall in blankets on a diagonal angle on the pebble covered overhang. I watched an ambulance pull up and I saw several medical personnel in scrubs and surgeon hats scurrying around the parked ambulance and they pulled out a stretcher with a young child with an IV hug over him, I winced at the sight.


I looked around down the street and was surprised to see some one running with a poncho on - in the pouring rain, mind you. I leaned back in my chair and felt my head begin to ache at the sides and temples. I hated not being able to be with her, to hold her hand and tell her I loved her. The last 9 months went by faster than any other part of my life, I wish I had acted sooner. . . Told her I’d loved her since we were first introduced at a festival, that's before they mentioned about Twilight. Her bright metallic eyes and eyes shadow memorized me along with her short skirt and legs that seemed to last for days as I gazed down at them which were dawned with high heels.


I smiled at the memory, and then several other memories flooded my mind and I couldn’t help but to think back.

~Flashback~


“I hate this top!” I heard Kristen laugh as she came out of the RV parked behind me.


“It looks sexy,” I replied low enough so only she heard, I didn’t want the Teen Vogue photographer hearing.


“Well, Robert. . . Why don’t you wear it for two minutes, huh? It’s a friggin’ corset! It’s aggravating! The only comfy thing I have on right now are the Chuck Taylors - and I hate the skirt too!” she flipped the edge up and I had to avert my eyes to avoid the hardness she always dawned on me when it came to seeing her in different situations. Ever since we filmed the “Glitter” scene I’d wanted to kiss her again.


“I guess you don’t care about my opinion, right?” I smirked.


“I do,” she smiled at me laid one hand on my chest.


I wanted to tell her that even that touch lit me on fire like a blowtorch - her eyes sent me into almost spasms. Just seeing how her body looked in anything made me want to hurt myself in frustration because I couldn’t kiss, touch, or taste her.


“Ok, let’s do this,” the photographer smiled at us. “Ok, just have fun. Just go crazy!” the photographer laughed and one of the crew turned on a huge stereo with 2 feet tall speakers.


Kristen and I looked at each other and smiled humorously when Pink’s “Sober” blasted into our ears.


She took one look at me and I braced my legs as she flew into my arms.


“You’re so light,” I laughed and managed to stay upright with her on my stomach.


She looked down at me and I couldn’t exhale the breath I’d involuntarily pulled in, she was gorgeous and the sun made her look angelic. The photographer caught her attention and I built up the nerve and pressed my lips against her jaw near her ear and she tightened her grip on my arm. I felt my body react instantly and cursed the goddamn photographer standing and snapping the camera’s button.


She turned her face and our gazes caught and I got lost in her emerald green eyes. “I wish I could tell you. . .”
“Alright, make some crazy faces,” the man yelled. Kristen grabbed my face and I laughed and the camera snapped at us.
~


I smiled on the inside - but my heart didn’t have enough strength to put it on my face. I put my arm across the desk and put my forehead down. I tried to imagine I was somewhere else and not even one mile within this place, with Kristen and long gone - happy and healthy.


~End Flashback~

I stood up and walked out of the waiting room and stood in front of the window in front of the gift shop, the Christmas decorations were already being sold. I thought about another moment we had together.

~Flashback~
“How do you feel?” I asked as our legs were tangled together and we couldn’t see where we ended.


“I feel like I just won a million dollars,” she smiled brightly - though her eyes showed the faint fatigue and afterglow of our lovemaking and I pulled her tighter to my naked body.


“I’m not too rich, baby,” I laughed and she shook her head as she pinched me playfully on my nose before her face turned serious.


“Do you know that feeling you get when you get something you’ve wanted so long, like something you craved and you finally got it? I have that feeling right now, my heart is full, kinda of fluttering and my stomach is one big knot.

"Yeah, like Christmas night, when you see all that you got that morning," rubbed her bare hip softly.

"Yeah," she smiled. "You're my Christmas morning," she smiled and our lips connected softly.

"My Christmas morning," I repeated and crawled between her warm, open legs.

~End Flashback~

I was going to lose my mind in this hospital, I felt my stomach begin to churn from hunger. Every nurse that walked by I thought was coming to tell me she was fine. I couldn't stand anymore silence and I went to harass the nurses window again. Same old shit, we'll come find you. . . This was complete ludacris goddamn fuckery, the woman I love is in a goddamn ER and I can't find out one motherfucking answer as to why that is! I shouted in my mind.

"Robbie?" I heard Marlene's voice and I tuned to see her standing 5 doors down, I took in a breath and almost ran to her before she wrapped her warm arms around me. "Is ok, she is gonna be just fine, ok? Chyou don't worry," she spoke softly in my ear and I inhaled the fresh scent of nicotine coating her scent.

"I need to know somethine, Marlene! They won't tell me one goddamn thing! I need to find out. . ." she brought me down by my neck and laid my head on her soft shoulder.

"Marlene will find out something about Krissie, ok? Like I said, chyou don't need to worry, take this," she handed me a rosary and I took it and began praying silently.

I went and sat on a recliner, I fell asleep immediately.

[camilamaria]

OMG OMG What happened?? Why???
I need more!!

[Sarahcini]

what the hell happened!!!?????

[DeeDee777]

Ok, as much as I am personally JEALOUS AS HELL at the thought of Rob and Kristen actually having a relationship in real life . . . NO WAY do I want anything bad to happen to Kristen, either in RL or in this story!!!!! PLEASE tell me she's going to be ok!!!!!! Please?!!!!