Roswell Fanatics

I don't know what to say... I've tried to work on this, but nothing is coming out right anymore. ::sigh:: Should I give up?

Chapter Eighty Five Max: Liz? She snapped out of her haze when he gently shook her shoulder. Max: Are you okay? Liz: What? Yeah, I’m fine. Max: Umm, okay... Why don’t you sit here? She stared at the seat he was offering to her, then cast a longing glance over at the cushy chair on the other side of...

Last time... Her hands crept under his shirt, and he didn’t feel the need to stop her. Instead, he put his hands on her waist and began rubbing up and down her sides. Her jacket quickly dropped to the floor. Max: I fell asleep at my desk this afternoon, and I woke up because my hand was stinging. T...

Chapter Eighty Four Liz stumbled into Brody’s office as Isabel hastily pushed her through the swinging doors. Max jumped up out of his seat and caught her by her upper arms. After making sure that Liz was alright, he shot Isabel a dirty look. Isabel: (shrugs) What? Max: What do you mean, what? You’...

Chapter Eighty Three In front of the Valenti house... Michael: You shouldn’t be here, Max. Not when Liz needs you as much as she does. Max: What? Where is this coming from, Michael? Since when do you put humans first? Michael: Look. I’m just saying that I can handle this. Isabel’s here. Max: Isabel...

Chapter Eighty Two When she awoke again, it was to the insistent knocking on her bedroom door. She turned toward it as the door slowly began to swing open. Liz closed her eyes tightly and pulled her comforter up to her chin, fearing who could be behind the door. Mr. Parker: Lizzie? Honey, your shif...

Chapter Eighty One Maria: So... Old habits die hard, I see. I mean, I came here looking for Michael, ‘cause he never showed up at school, so I figured he’d be here, but, of course, he’s not. And, once again, other people, namely the two of you, are getting way more action in this apartment than I e...

Chapter Eighty Liz blinked at the sight before her. She’d seen diagrams and whatnot of flaccid models of the human penis, but she had never seen a depiction of its erect state. It wobbled back and forth in the wake of her abrupt removal of his shorts. Her head tilted to the side as she studied the ...

Chapter Seventy Nine She sat up and blushed at his bold statement, fixing her gaze on her twisting fingers as she bit her lip. He pulled her pants off and looked up at her. He cast her jeans off to the side and kneeled next to her. He stilled her hands and leaned in until they were once again face ...

Chapter Seventy Eight She took a brief moment to appreciate the sight of his exposed chest, silently wondering how he could be insecure about his body when he obviously put so much work into maintaining it. His muscles shifted as his body moved, and Liz was reminded of what she wanted to do. Her fi...