Bone Daddy
© 2000 

I was driving home from work late one night. The wind was bringing the rain 
in sideways and I was sure that if a hurricane warning wasn't already in 
effect, a tropical storm warning was. I stopped at a red light and lost 
myself in the rhythm of the windshield wipers on my Mitsubishi Eclipse. I 
thought about my boyfriend, AJ McLean. Yeah, he was a member of the 
internationally famous Backstreet Boys, but since they had some time off, he 
was home most of the time. I'd met him on tour, when he'd come to Boston. 
That night, Joey McIntyre had opened for the band, and me, being a local 
contest winner, had front row seats. That night, after the show, I got to go 
meet the Boys, along with Joey and had a blast. All of them were really nice 
and more than willing to answer my questions. Of all the men sitting around 
me, AJ was the most impressed that I wasn't an obsessive fan of the group. I 
had won the tickets solely because I had wanted to see Joey perform. Joey and 
my brother had been friends back in Boston and I was always the annoying 
little sister, being I was six years younger than the two. When Joey hit it 
big with New Kids on the Block, I was twelve and a big hit with all my school 
friends because my brother was Joey's best friend. I followed Joey's career 
and remained a fan of his, even after New Kids on the Block disbanded after 
their '94 album, "Face the Music" flopped.  When Joey saw me sitting there 
with the Backstreet Boys after the concert, he immediately came over and gave 
me a big hug, instantly remembering me. 

I told the Backstreet Boys, especially AJ, that they had converted me that 
night with their amazing performance. I loved the music and the way they 
performed, especially AJ's ultra sexy solo, "Lay Down Beside Me." With Joey 
standing there, I told them that their concert was way better than anything 
the New Kids had ever done. Joey didn't at all seem hurt. I'd told him in 
countless letters that the show needed to be high energy all the way through, 
not just at the end, and that even if they were tired, they needed to look 
like they were having fun, not just out there earning money. Joey agreed with 
me, and had vowed that when he had a solo career, he would be an entertainer, 
not just a musician. He had proven himself right that night, being an 
excellent opening act for the high energy of the Backstreet Boys. That night, 
I left with AJ's cell phone number and he with my home number and him vowing 
that he would call. And call he did, every week for two months. At the end of 
those two months, he came to visit and we decided that we should start 
dating. Two months after that decision, I moved in with him and now at six 
months time, things were going pretty well. For me, it was hard to believe 
that this man was my age, and that we had only known each other for eight 
months. And to top it off, he was famous. Not that that mattered to me. He 
didn't act like he was, but sometimes having a nice big house to come home to 
was enjoyable.

Behind me I heard a car horn honk and I shook myself out of my trance. The 
stoplight had turned green. I drove my car a few more blocks and then turned 
right to enter a gated community. It happened to be the same community that 
Chris Kirkpatrick of 'NSYNC lived in. Not that I minded; Chris was a good 
guy, always there with a cup of sugar when I ran out. Sometimes, Chris would 
come over and he, AJ and myself would host a pasta feed for both groups and 
their girlfriends and wives. Those nights were crazy and if the press ever 
found out about it, the "battle-of-the-boybands" would be put in jeopardy. 
The members of the groups didn't hate each other, like the media made them 
out; in fact, the groups had become friends and admirers of the other's work. 
It always amazed me at what a little pasta could accomplish.

I worked at a little restaurant in downtown Orlando that my friend, Colleen 
ran. I kept the restaurant's books in order, making sure everything came out 
right in the end. That night, I couldn't get the cash drawers to balance. 
Based on the receipts and what was initially in the drawers, we should have 
made about a five hundred dollars that night, on top of the hundred that was 
already in the drawers. But when I counted all the money, I was sixty-two 
dollars short. I consulted with Colleen, and two hours after we had closed 
our doors at ten, we managed to get everything to work out. I was tired and 
as I pulled into the driveway, I figured AJ would already be in bed, being it 
was after midnight. I climbed out of the car and ran to the front door. Even 
though it was only about ten feet, by the time I reached for the doorknob, I 
was soaked to the bone. All I wanted at that point was to slip out of my wet 
clothes and into a pair of sweats. I opened the door and slipped inside, 
trying to be quiet as to not wake AJ if he was asleep. I closed the door 
behind me, locking the deadbolt and sliding the chain lock over. I felt a 
pair of arms slip around my waist and warm breath on my neck.

"What took you so long?" A husky voice whispered in my ear.

I stood there dripping on the tiled entryway, trying to think of something to 
say. "AJ, Hon, I just wanna go to bed, okay?" I told my boyfriend, turning 
around in his arms.

"No, not okay. You keep me up half the night worrying about you. Wondering 
what could be happening to you. You know with a body like yours that you 
shouldn't be out without me after dark. And look at what you're wearing. A 
white dress shirt and a short black skirt. And you're soaking wet." AJ ran 
the back of his hand down my cheek to the top of my blouse. He started 
unbuttoning it. I could tell he was turned on by what he saw. Through my 
shirt, he could make out the white lace bra I was wearing, even in the 
darkened entryway. AJ himself was in a pair of leopard print boxers and 
nothing else. He finished unbuttoning my shirt and slid it off my shoulders. 
I closed my eyes, as he slid his hands down my body, unzipping my skirt and 
slipping it off. "Are you okay, Babe?" he asked me. "You never let me undress 
you in the hall."

"I'm just really tired, AJ."

"Well maybe I can wake you up." He pulled me close to his chest and walked me 
into the dining room. Once there, he undid the clasp on my bra and slid it 
off and then pulled my panties down. He told me to sit in one of the wooden 
chairs, which I did. "Now don't go anywhere," he said as he left the room. 
Most of the lights were off in the house except for one down in the bedroom. 
I heard AJ head into the kitchen and get a glass from the strainer on the 
side of the sink and then put some ice cubes in it. I listened as he filled 
it with water and then heard him pad lightly back into the room. He set the 
glass behind me on the table, reaching inside of it and grabbing an ice cube. 
Ice cold water dripped off his fingers onto my shoulder.

"Ah, that's cold," I said and he just laughed. The ice cube touched my skin 
and slowly AJ moved it over my body. I knew where this exchange was headed, 
but I wasn't sure if I wanted to play. AJ was very rule-oriented when it came 
to love making. He had certain rules that had to be followed, things like 
always answer the questions that are asked, no screaming unless told to, 
always keep eyes open, no crying under any circumstance, and he always had to 
be first. These rules were so important to AJ that he had posted them in the 
bedroom closet. Fortunately I had managed to talk him out of hanging the 
rules written in calligraphy over the bed, like he had wanted to. I didn't 
want to have to explain to everyone what they meant. I was so tired, that I 
wasn't sure I'd be able to keep my eyes open, but the ice running over my 
skin was slowing heightening my senses. I felt the ice cube melt on my 
stomach. AJ leaned over me, and planted his lips on my neck, slowly kissing 
his way down my body. His hands preceded his lips, feeling his way down. He 
pulled my body forward until I was sitting on the edge of the chair. In the 
dim light, he looked at my body as he kissed me. He noticed a few dark lines 
on my left hip, so he kissed his way there. He ran his thumb over the broken 
heart mended with a cross that was there. 

"When did you get that?" he asked me.

I turned my head to look at him. "About three weeks ago. The last time I went 
out with Brian." Brian and I were extremely good friends, spending countless 
weekends at the driving range. I wasn't much of a golfer, but I was a helluva 
good caddy. I already had three tattoos, two of which I had before I met AJ. 
One was right between my breasts of a broken heart with a tear. There was a 
rose on the inner side of my right ankle. Right after AJ and I started 
dating, I got a third one of a rose wrapped around a cross on my lower back. 
Brian had talked me into the new tattoo, saying that it would turn AJ on even 
more if he discovered it later.

"I like it," he said, sucking on the skin that the tattoo was on. He kissed 
his way from my left hip to my inner thigh, pushing my legs apart. I knew 
what he was going to do, and for some strange reason, at that particular 
moment, I wanted him to. I ran my fingers through his hair, practically 
forcing him to me. He snaked his tongue over to the tender folds between my 
legs, gently slipping inside of me. He glanced up at me to make sure my eyes 
were open before continuing to explore the inner depths of me. I tightened my 
grip on AJ's hair, closing my eyes. Suddenly AJ stopped. My eyes flew open as 
AJ said, "You know the rules."

"Sorry," I mumbled, while he went back lapping at my juices. The pleasure 
washed over me and once again I found myself closing my eyes. AJ continued 
for a bit before stopping. I opened my eyes shortly before he stopped. 

"Were your eyes closed?" he asked.

"No," I lied. 

He stood up and leaned over me, his mouth right next to my ear. His left hand 
was on the edge of the chair behind me, while his right hand slid its way to 
the spot that his mouth had just been. He ran his fingers over me, asking, 
"Are you lying to me?"

"No," I lied again.

To my utter shock, he plunged two of his long slender fingers inside of me. I 
screamed in pain. AJ covered my mouth with his other hand. "Did I tell you to 
scream?" I shook my head no. He then continued, "Don't lie to your Bone 
Daddy. Now tell me, are you lying?" He accented the last phrase by pushing 
his fingers forward into my body on each word. Tears formed in my eyes and I 
couldn't stop them from falling. "Ah ah," he told me. "What's the rule?"

"No crying," I whimpered.

"So did you close your eyes?" He looked at me intently with his chocolate 
brown eyes. I lowered my head and nodded slowly. "You know what this means, 
don't you?" I looked up and stared at him. He locked his eyes with mine and 
started thrusting his fingers into me, searching for the spot within that 
would make me scream. I let out a gasp as he found the spot and then started 
rubbing my clit with his thumb. He moved his hand from my mouth to my chin, 
keeping me from breaking eye contact with him. I started moaning as pleasure 
coursed through my body. I pushed myself onto his fingers, begging him to dig 
deeper. All the while AJ kept looking in my eyes. It had taken me a good 
month to get used to making love to him with my eyes open. Back then he had 
been lenient on me, whispering in my ear to open my eyes whenever I closed 
them. I wasn't sure if things had changed. "Who's your Bone Daddy?" he asked 
me.

It took me a moment to answer him between gasps for air. "You are," I choked 
out.

"Good," he whispered against my lips. I tried to throw my head back, but he 
pulled my chin down and locked gazes with me yet again. I knew he could tell 
I was getting close to climaxing, and I was confused as to why he hadn't 
asked me what his name was. Just as I was about to cross over into the realm 
of pleasure, he stopped cold, withdrawing his fingers from me. My own hands, 
which had been gripping the sides of the chair, reached for myself, trying 
desperately to finish what he had started. He grabbed my wrist and pinned my 
hand to my thigh. "Uh uh. Bad girls don't get any." I stared at him. He had 
never done that before. He'd always been so good about finishing me off. "Now 
get up," he commanded. I didn't move. I was upset at him. How could he do 
that? "I said get up," he told me, pulling me to my feet. "Now into the 
bathroom." He literally pushed me down the hall and into the room. He turned 
on the water, starting a shower. I thought that we both would be getting in, 
and he would continue. "Now, you're going to take a shower, get cleaned up 
and then we're going to bed. And just to make sure you don't try to finish 
yourself off, I'm gonna watch."

I was mortified. Yeah, he'd watched me shower before, but not for a specific 
reason. "But AJ, Honey..."

"Don't 'AJ Honey' me. In." I did as he told me, climbing into the shower and 
standing under the water. Behind me, I heard the curtain rustle, so I turned 
around. AJ was standing with his arms crossed leaning against the wall. I 
lathered on the soap, trying to avoid AJ's eyes. The lust that had been in 
those brown eyes earlier in the evening was now replaced with disappointment 
and disgust. "I thought you had learned by now," he said, continuing to watch 
me.

"Learned what?"

"What the rules are. Do I have to hang them over the bed so they're the first 
thing you see when you get up and the last thing you see before you go to 
sleep?"

"No," I said, running my hands over my body, rinsing the soap off. I reached 
behind me and turned off the water. Without taking his eyes off of me, AJ 
reached outside the shower curtain and grabbed a towel slightly tossing it at 
me. "Why'd you stop though? You've never stopped before."

"You were still new to the rules. I figured after a month of seeing them 
every time you got dressed you would know them. The only way to make you 
learn is to punish you."

I ran the towel over my body, wiping the droplets of water away. I walked 
over to AJ and wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "Come on Age. I know the 
rules. Let me prove it to you." I ran my fingers down his chest.

He gently pushed me away. "No. Not tonight. You're too tired, remember?"

"What after you running ice over my body, eating me out, and then taking me 
to my breaking point, you expect me to sleep?"

"Yes. To bed with you."

"AJ. I've never seen this side of you."

"Do you like it?"

"No."

"Then I suggest you follow the rules next time." AJ climbed out of the 
shower, stepped back into his boxers and headed into the master bedroom. I 
followed a short while later, after finding my panties in the dining room. I 
threw on a Backstreet Boys tee shirt and crawled into bed. "Jessi," AJ said, 
rolling over to look at me. "I love you."

"I'm not sure you do, AJ."

"Of course I do," he said, pulling me to his chest.

"Then why all the rules? Why can't I close my eyes when I'm with you? Why 
can't we just make love like Brian and Leighanne do, with no rules?"

"Honey, we're not Brian and Leigh. Plus I'm not like that."

"But why do I have to keep my eyes open? It's so hard to do." I was so 
confused.

"Because I don't want you to pretend I'm someone else."

~*~*~*~*~

The next day, I rolled over around eight to find the bed empty beside me. I 
got up and walked down the hall, picking up my clothes in the entryway and 
tossing them in the laundry room off the kitchen. On the refrigerator was a 
note from AJ. It told me that he had gone shopping with Howie and he would be 
back later that afternoon. I was in the process of making myself some coffee, 
when there was a knock on the door. I walked over and unlocked it, opening it 
slowly. On the other side was a young man with bright blue eyes and auburn 
hair, curls falling on his forehead. He was in a hooded University of 
Kentucky sweatshirt and jeans. Beside him stood a tall blonde who reminded me 
of a Barbie doll. She wore a navy blue sweater jacket, a white top and light 
blue flared jeans. Beside them on the porch was an open umbrella dripping 
dry. The rain from the previous night had given way to showers. The couple 
was Brian and Leighanne Littrell. Brian was a member of the Backstreet Boys 
with AJ, and Leighanne was an actress. They lived in Atlanta, but I had 
forgotten that they were in town for the weekend. When Leighanne saw me, she 
said, "Jessi, is something wrong?"

I hadn't realized that I had been crying until I brushed away the tears at 
Leighanne's question. "No, nothing's wrong." I stepped aside, allowing the 
couple inside the house.

"Liar," Brian said. "I can see it on your face." He reached up to brush away 
a few stray tears and I jumped. "Come on Jess, what's wrong?"

"Nothing," I said again.

"Then why aren't you dressed? We had a day planned remember?" Brian inquired. 
I looked down at myself. I was still in my Backstreet Boys tee shirt. 
Fortunately for me, it hung to my knees. "Had a rough night?" he asked.

"You have no idea," I said under my breath, as I headed back into the kitchen 
to pour myself some coffee. "Do you two want anything?" I asked of my guests.

"No, we're fine, thanks," Leighanne said, lacing her fingers through Brian's 
as they walked into the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table. I brought 
my coffee over to the table and sat down. "Now tell us, what's wrong?" 
Leighanne asked softly. "You hardly ever cry."

"That's because I'm not aloud to," I mumbled.

"What do you mean you're 'not aloud to'?" Brian asked leaning forward.

"I'm not supposed to cry. No matter how much it hurts. No matter what he does 
to me. And I can't scream either. Not unless he tells me to." I was just 
talking out loud, not really realizing whom I was with.

"Who? AJ?" Leighanne asked. I nodded slowly. "Has he hurt you?" I nodded 
again. Leighanne gave her husband a worried look.

"How did he hurt you, Jessi?" Brian asked softly, placing his hand on top of 
mine.

"He wouldn't finish. He forced himself on me and then he wouldn't finish." If 
I had been feeling all right, I wouldn't have divulged what went on. I knew 
AJ would be furious when he found out. That was the one thing he always told 
me: never tell anyone. "And he wouldn't let me finish it off myself either. I 
don't know what I did to deserve that. All I did was close my eyes. But I 
guess I broke one of his rules."

"You closed your eyes?" Brian asked.

"Yeah. He says I can't close my eyes because he doesn't want me to pretend 
he's someone else. I'm so scared, Brian." I watched as Brian got up from his 
chair and walked around the table. He pulled me into an embrace, holding me 
for several minutes. I was so lost in thought that I didn't hear the front 
door open and AJ come in.

My first indication of AJ even being there was hearing him say, "Jessi, let 
go." I looked up, letting go of Brian and backing away towards the counter.

AJ walked over to me and I started whimpering, "I thought you weren't going 
to be home until later."

"We'll talk about this later," he ferociously whispered in my ear.

Brian turned to AJ, asking, "What's this about rules, Age?"

"Oh it's nothing. Don't worry about it, Bri."

~*~*~*~*~

Later that night, after Brian and, Leighanne left, I was sitting in bed 
reading. I was dressed in sweats and the events of that morning had totally 
slipped my mind. AJ came in, wearing a terrycloth robe. "Jessi, I need to 
talk to you." I was so lost in the book I was reading that I didn't respond 
to AJ. "Jessica Elisabeth Moran." I looked up at the mention of my full name. 
"We need to talk." I marked my place in the book and set it on the 
nightstand. 

"What do we need to talk about?" I asked innocently.

"You know exactly what it is we need to talk about. What were you doing 
telling Brian and Leighanne?" AJ sat down on the edge of the bed near me. 
"And what were you doing hugging Brian?"

"What's it to you?" I asked sarcastically.

"You're asking for it. Answer me."

"I dunno why," I said angrily. "It just kinda slipped okay."

"What were you doing hugging him?"

"I wasn't hugging him, he was hugging me. There is a difference."

"Not in my book. Now give me your hand."

"No," I said as strongly as I could muster.

"What do you mean no? I said give me your hand."

"No," I repeated, but not quite as strong.

AJ reached out and grabbed my hand. "When I tell you to do something, you do 
it. Remember who your Bone Daddy is. It's not Brian, it's me." He took my 
hand and placed it over his throbbing manhood. "You're a bad girl, Jessi. I'm 
gonna have to teach you a lesson. Do you feel that?" I nodded. "That's your 
punishment." I looked at him. "On the floor," he commanded. I moved very 
slowly crawling off the bed. AJ released my hand and stripped off his robe as 
I kneeled on the floor before him. I watched as he positioned himself 
directly in front of me. "You know the only reason I do this is because I 
love you," he said. I nodded, not really believing a word he said. "Now, for 
all the eating I've done of you in the past few weeks, you're gonna taste 
some of me."

"But AJ," I protested, "I've never done that, and I don't want to."

"You don't have a choice in the matter, Sweetheart. Now come closer." I 
didn't move. "What did I say?" I inched closer to him. "Since you wanna close 
your eyes so badly, you might wanna get used to this, because this is the 
only time I'll let you. Now open up, let's see how big that mouth of yours 
is." I did as he told, and he inserted a finger, reaching all the way to the 
back of my mouth. "Close," he instructed. I did as he commanded. He then 
pulled his finger out slowly. "Only rule in this game," he told me, "no 
teeth." I looked up at him. He laced his fingers through my long brown hair 
and guided my head to his cock. I opened my mouth and licked the tip of him 
before taking him in my mouth. It felt strange to have him against the inside 
of my cheeks. I ran my tongue up and down his length before sliding back and 
forth on him. I wanted to cry, but I knew if I did, I was probably in for 
something else. I felt the head of him pounding against the back of my 
throat, almost gagging me. I could feel his body tense beneath me and I knew 
he was close to release. I made the fatal mistake of inhaling as he let go 
inside of my mouth. I let go of him quickly, coughing and choking on semen. 
AJ's eyes flew open and he got down on the floor with me, pounding on my 
back. "You inhaled?" I managed to get a laugh out in between gasps for air. 
"Guess I forgot to mention that," he told me, chuckling slightly to himself. 
When I was finally able to breathe again, AJ picked me up and laid me on the 
bed.

I rolled over on my side to look at him sitting on the floor. "Are you 
jealous of Brian?" I asked him.

"No, why do you ask that?"

"Well, why were you so concerned about me hugging him?"

"I don't want you to get pleasure from anyone but me."

"And is that why I can't close my eyes? Because you think I might be thinking 
of someone else and therefore getting pleasure from someone else?"

"Exactly."

"But why can't I tell anyone about this?"

"Because no one else needs to know. It's personal. Do I go around telling the 
guys about how you can make me climax even when I'm not ready? No. You don't 
need to tell anyone about our rules."

"But what about your previous girlfriends? Did you use the rules on them?"

"No, just you, my sweet little thing. I'm your Bone Daddy, remember? You gave 
me that nickname."

The first time we had had sex, there were no rules, just simple lust. In the 
heat of my climax, I screamed, "Oh, my Bone Daddy, give it to me again!" And 
give again, AJ did. He kept pounding into me until my body had been raked by 
multiple orgasms. I had spent that night shaking, unable to sleep because of 
the pleasure that washed over my body. Whenever I felt I had come down, AJ 
would reach over and insert his fingers inside of me, getting me to climax 
all over again. After that first night though, everything changed. After that 
he had rules of what could and couldn't be done. He told me it was going to 
make things more exciting, but it never was as good as that first night. I 
was too afraid to tell him that. I brought myself back to the present, 
saying, "Yes, I do remember."

"Your Bone Daddy will give it to you whenever you want," AJ said in a throaty 
growl.

"Will you give it to me now?" I asked. In response to my question, my naked 
boyfriend got up off the floor and climbed on top of me. That night, I 
remembered the rules and things were fine. He made love to me over and over 
again until both of us were so exhausted we collapsed on each other falling 
asleep with him still inside of me.

~*~*~*~*~

I awoke first the next morning, shaking AJ gently to wake him up. His 
beautiful brown eyes opened and he looked at me groggily. He shifted his 
weight and I moaned. "Am I..." he started to ask and I nodded. Very slowly he 
lifted himself off of me, withdrawing himself ever so slowly. The pain ripped 
through my body as he did so. I squeezed my eyes shut and gritted my teeth.

"Aw, I'm hurting you. Maybe we should just stay like this all day then?"

"Nah uh. I've got a date with a handsome blonde with blue eyes who has 
promised to take me the beach today."

"When did Nick promise to take you to the beach?" AJ asked, propping himself 
up on his elbow.

"Not Nick, silly, you. That is, if you'll put in your baby blue contacts for 
me." I smiled at him. The events of the previous day seemed to melt into 
those eyes of his.

"Aw man, you mean I've gotta pop those things in?"

"Please," I begged with pouty lips.

AJ smiled. "Only for my lady."

"Ooh, say it again."

"What?"

"My lady. I love the way you say that."

AJ smiled again. "Come my lady. If we are to go to the beach, we should 
probably get up." We rolled out of bed together and got dressed. I watched as 
AJ put in his blue contact lenses. Once he had them in, we walked into the 
kitchen and packed a picnic to take with us to the beach. It wasn't prime 
weather for beach going, but at least it wasn't raining. We packed AJ's 
Mercedes and headed to the beach. About an hour later, AJ parked the car 
right beside Brian's black BMW. Brian and Leighanne were leaning on the back 
of his car, holding a picnic basket and a blanket between them. Each of them 
held a leash with a Chihuahua on the end. The Chihuahua's were Lil' Tyk 
Thomas and Lil' Litty Leigh, the pride and joy of the couple. I climbed out 
of the car, grabbing the picnic that AJ and I had packed. The four of us 
walked down to the sand and Brian laid out the blanket. We all ate lunch 
together, talking about everything. After a while Tyk and Litty were getting 
restless, so Leighanne and Brian took them for a walk. 

AJ placed his hand on top of mine. "My lady, would you come with me please?" 

"Sure," I said, getting up. He led me to an outcropping of rocks.

"Baby, I don't know if I can contain myself anymore," AJ said as he pulled me 
into his arms behind the rocks. He kissed my lips, prying them open with his. 
Our tongues fought for control while his hands went to my breasts, massaging 
them roughly. He slid his hand up my shirt, pinching my nipples. I moaned and 
slid my hands down his back, gripping his rear and squeezing it tightly. 
While AJ was kissing me, I brought my hands around to the front of his 
trousers and undid them sliding my hands into his boxers and gripping his 
shaft tightly. AJ slid his hands down my body and up my skirt. "Turn around," 
he told me. I did as he instructed, gripping the rocks in front of me. After 
a minute, I felt his rock hard dick pressed against my skin. I felt him 
plunge himself into me, placing his hands on my hips and pulling me towards 
him. In a matter of minutes, I felt my body temperature rise. AJ leaned over 
me, kissing my neck. 

"Oh my Bone Daddy," I moaned. "My sweet Bone Daddy, don't stop." I put my 
chin to my chest, rocking with the motion of his thrusts into me. It was an 
intimate dance and he was leading me all the way.

"What's my name?" he gasped in my ear.

"AJ," I moaned.

"I can't hear you," he taunted, pushing my body right to edge of release with 
his strong thrusts into me.

"Aaaaaayyyy Jaaaaaayyyyyyy," I called, giving way to the pleasure that ripped 
through my body.

"That's a good girl, Jessi," he moaned, continuing to thrust himself into me. 
A few thrusts later, I felt his fingers dig into my hips as he pulled me 
tight against his body and he moaned my name into my ear. When he pulled 
himself out of me, he grabbed my rear and squeezed gently. He told me, "You 
keep that up and I'll make it so you can't walk." I turned around, and smiled 
at him. We adjusted our clothes and walked out from behind the rocks hand in 
hand. Brian and Leighanne were just walking up with the two little dogs.

"AJ, mind if I borrow your woman for a bit?" Brian asked.

AJ looked at me and then told Brian, "As long as you bring her back in one 
piece." AJ sat down on the blanket next to Leighanne. "And don't worry, I 
won't hurt this precious one too badly while you're gone," he joked, leaning 
over and pretending to bite Leigh on the neck. Leighanne laughed, as did 
Brian. I just smiled.

Brian looped his arm through mine and led me off on a walk down the beach. 
When we were several yards away, Brian started talking. "Jessi, what's going 
on between you and Age?"

"What do you mean, Bri?" I asked.

"I mean, yesterday you were terrified of him and today, well, today you two 
are the best of friends. What's he doing to you?"

"I can't talk about it," I said, looking out at the ocean.

"What do you mean you can't talk about it?"

"I'll get in trouble if I do." Brian looked at me strangely. I glanced over 
my shoulder. I could hardly make AJ and Leighanne out anymore, so I stopped 
and sat down, sighing deeply. Brian sat down next to me. "If AJ finds out 
that I told you, I don't know what he'll do to me. I sure wasn't expecting 
last night."

"Is he hitting you?"

"No," I replied.

"So what happened last night?"

"You see, AJ has these rules. The most important of which is 'no telling.'"

"Rules?" Brian questioned. "Rules for what?"

"Rules for sex. I'm not supposed to talk about it," I added quickly. I saw 
Brian's defeated look, and sighed. "This all started because I made a comment 
to him. I called him my Bone Daddy."

"I've heard you call him that. I figured it was just an endearment."

"It's more than that. He's kinda taken it to the next level. He's got these 
rules. Like I can't cry, I can't close my eyes, and I'd damn well better not 
tell anyone about it." I ran my fingers through my hair. "When you and Leigh 
showed up yesterday, I was still trying to figure out why he had taken me as 
far as he could without finishing. And then last night...I really shouldn't 
be telling you this."

Brian placed a hand on my back. "Don't worry, I won't tell."

"He...he forced me...he uh forced me to give him a...a...a...blow job." I 
started crying, but immediately wiped the tears away. "He told me he wanted 
to find out how big my mouth really was," I sobbed. "I'd never...I'd never 
done that before last night."

"Oh Jessi." Brian wrapped his arms around me, holding me close to his chest. 
"All that because you told me what little you did?" I nodded into Brian's 
chest. "Then why are you so happy with him today?"

"Well, last night, I remembered the rules, simply out of fear. I didn't want 
him to do anything else to me. I wanna stay on his good side because, well, 
he scares me when he's like that." I pulled away from Brian. "We should 
probably get back. I don't want him to worry, and I certainly don't want to 
upset him. There's no telling what he'll do."

Brian and I walked back to the ones we loved and shortly after that, the four 
of us left, with Brian and Leighanne following us to our house. When we got 
there, I helped Leighanne with the puppies, carrying Tyk inside, talking to 
him all the while. I sat down on the living room floor playing with two dogs 
while Brain and AJ talked in the other room. Leighanne was in the kitchen 
fixing coffee. I couldn't hear what Brian and AJ were saying, but I hoped it 
was about the new album the group was working on.

Later that night, AJ and I said goodbye to our friends. AJ closed the door as 
they led the dogs to the car. As he shut the door and locked it, he turned to 
me. "When are you going to learn?" he mumbled, more to himself than me.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You know exactly what I mean," he growled at me.

"No I don't."

AJ pushed me up against the wall behind the door. He gripped my wrists and 
pinned them above my head. "Why do you insist on telling him everything?" He 
hiked up my skirt and plunged his fingers inside of me. "When are you going 
to learn to follow the rules?"

"AJ, please stop," I begged. "I'll follow the rules, I promise."

"How can your Bone Daddy believe you? Huh?" I squirmed under his grip trying 
to get free. "Any particular reason as to why you're moving around?" AJ asked 
me as he thrust his fingers into me over and over again. He spread his 
fingers inside me, sending an intense pleasure coursing through my veins. I 
moaned. "That's right," AJ replied to my moans huskily. "You know you like 
it." I pushed with all my might to get away from him, but he wouldn't let me 
move. I started crying. "You know the rule, no crying, so stop it," he told 
me. I sniffed, trying to stop myself, but it didn't work; the tears kept 
falling. "I told you to stop crying," AJ yelled.

I shook my head trying to stop the tears from falling. "I can't," I yelled 
back.

"That's it," AJ growled, withdrawing his fingers and pulling me away from the 
wall. He pushed me down the hall to the bedroom, tossing me onto the bed. 
Before I could move, he pulled off my skirt and panties. He rolled me over 
onto my stomach. When I tried to move away, he slapped my naked rear. "You've 
been a bad girl, Jessi. Now I'm gonna have to punish you."

"Please...don't," I begged, turning my head to the side so I could breathe.

"Oh, don't try to get out of it now, baby. You've gone and made me mad by 
telling my friend about our rules, so now I'm going to make you see the error 
in your ways." I heard him unbuckle his pants and slide them off. I felt his 
dick slide between my thighs and into my wet core. I screamed, and he slapped 
my rear again. "I didn't tell you to scream." AJ continued to thrust into me 
and I continued to cry. "I told you to stop crying," he yelled. I buried my 
face into the pillow beneath me to muffle my screams and cries. I hoped he 
wouldn't hear, but when I felt the sting of his hand on my flesh, I knew it 
didn't. He kept spanking me, telling me over and over again that it was for 
my own good and that I was a bad girl. All the while he was thrusting himself 
forcefully into me. I kept crying and eventually just gave up. I quieted 
myself and let him pump his hot seed into me. "Now that's a good girl," he 
said to me, as he filled me. He withdrew himself from me and pulled away. As 
soon as he moved off of my body, I rolled off the bed and moved to pick up my 
clothes. I put my skirt back on and headed towards the door. "What are you 
doing?"

"What I should've done a long time ago." 

"What?"

"Leaving." I grabbed my keys off the dresser and headed to the door without 
looking back. I managed to make it to the car, before I heard the front door 
open behind me. I stopped and turned around. There was AJ. He held the door 
open looking at me.

"Please don't go," he pleaded. There were tears in his eyes. "My lady, I love 
you."

I stood there, staring at him, tears in my own eyes. Suddenly there was a 
burst of lightning and the overhead clouds let go a sudden thunderstorm, the 
rain pouring down. My heart went out to AJ. I didn't want to leave him. He 
was really sweet, even when we made love he was a great guy. I slowly walked 
back towards him and flung my arms around his neck.  "I love you too, Bone 
Daddy." We were standing there in the rain when a car pulled up. I couldn't 
make out who it was, but he paid the driver and hefted a bag over his 
shoulder. He headed towards us and soon I recognized who it was. "Joey!" I 
called to him, running to embrace my friend.

"Hey, Lil' Jay," he said.

I blushed. "You've always called me that," I said, peeling myself away from 
him. "What are you doing here?"

"Age invited me," he replied.

"Well come on in." AJ and Joe shook hands as they passed each other. I 
followed the men inside, and headed towards the kitchen. I overheard the guys 
in the living room talking.

"So where can I put my stuff?" Joey asked.

"In the first guestroom. It's all set up for ya."

"So when're we gonna do this?"

"I dunno," AJ replied. "She's kinda mad at me at the moment."

"Come on, man. I've been waiting for this for a long time."

"Lemme go get her and we'll see what we can do," I heard AJ say. A short 
while later, I felt AJ's arms snake around my waist. "Honey, you wanna come 
out here please?"

"What do you want?" I asked seductively.

"Just come with me, okay?" I agreed and we walked into the living room 
together. There, I saw Joe stripping off his jacket. He tossed it on the sofa 
and sat down.

"What's going on?" I asked. AJ leaned down and kissed me. "AJ, what's going 
on?" I asked again. I glanced over at Joe, who leaned back on the sofa, 
watching us intently. AJ kissed over to my ear and down to my neck. I pushed 
AJ away from me, asking once again, "What is going on?"

"I'm sorry, Jess," Joey said, standing up and coming over to us. "I should 
have told you." 

"Told me what, Joey?" I asked.

"How I felt about you." Joey came up behind me and wrapped his arms around my 
waist, kissing the back of my neck.

"Uh uh, no way. I'm not going to be apart of this," I said, slipping out from 
between the two men. They almost didn't realize I had moved and their lips 
almost met one anothers. I laughed. "Joey, I never knew..." I said.

"I didn't realize it until a few years ago," he told me, stepping away from 
AJ. "When I saw you at the concert eight months ago, I wanted to hook up with 
you, but, well, AJ got to you first."

"Yeah, well, I'm only your best friend's sister."

"Yeah, I know. That's why I figured you wouldn't think about it."

"You were right." AJ came up to me and gripped my wrist tightly. "What are 
you doing, Alex?"

"I wanna apologize. I was out of line." He pulled me in close to his body and 
kissed me passionately.

When we broke for air, I gasped out, "Yeah, you were way out of line, but 
come on, Joey's here."

"He wanted to be here," he said, kissing my neck. AJ's hands went to my shirt 
and started unbuttoning it. After two buttons, I stopped him.

Suddenly the whole idea of having someone watch us excited me, but the 
thought of that person being Joey spooked me. "AJ, honey, not here." AJ took 
my hand and led me down the hall, and Joey followed us. Once inside the room, 
Joey perched himself on the bed and AJ pushed me up against the door. He 
continued unbuttoning my shirt and finally pushed it off my shoulders. All 
the while I watched Joey, until AJ pulled my chin back to him to look into 
his eyes. AJ's hands slipped around my back and undid the clasp on my bra, 
sliding it slowly off my body. Joey folded his legs up underneath him on the 
bed, watching all the while. It was hard for me to make out with AJ with my 
eyes open, but it was even harder with someone watching us. Unconsciously, I 
closed my eyes, trying to escape the eyes on me.

"Nope," AJ said, breaking away from kissing me, "you've gotta follow the 
rules."

"But Joey's here," I protested yet again.

"Just because he's here, doesn't mean you don't have to follow the rules. Now 
be a good girl and show your friend how much you enjoy this." AJ's hands went 
to my breasts, squeezing them roughly. I glanced over at Joey yet again. His 
eyes were glued to my body and there was a bulge growing in his jeans. His 
fists were clenched, resting on his legs. I closed my eyes yet again, trying 
to block the idea that someone was watching me. AJ stopped kissing me. "Hey 
now, I thought you were gonna be a good girl tonight?"

I saw the disgust flash through AJ's eyes. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," I repeated 
over and over again. In one fluid motion, AJ pulled down my skirt and panties 
leaving me naked. He quickly disrobed and grabbed my wrists.

"Joe, you may wanna move. This bad girl's gonna get what's coming to her." 
Joey moved off the bed quickly allowing AJ to toss me down on it. I tried to 
wriggle to the top of the bed, but AJ only grabbed my ankles pulling me to 
the edge. I sat up and raked my nails across AJ's back. "My lady, you know I 
like that. It just turns me on more." I bit down on his shoulder, hard. He 
let go of me momentarily, but not long enough for me to move. I saw the rage 
flash through his eyes, even though he was still wearing his contacts. 
"You're gonna get it for that one," he yelled at me. "Joe, do me a favor, 
hold her down."

"AJ, you're hurting her," Joe protested.

"No, I'm not. She likes it rough. Just hold her down for me, okay?" Joe 
shrugged and climbed on the bed. He took my hands and wrapped them around his 
waist and placed my head in his lap.

"Just hold on to me," he whispered. I nodded. My legs were hanging off the 
edge of the bed, my feet not even touching the floor. I glimpsed AJ kneel 
before me, inspecting me like I was a piece of meat. He traced his fingers 
over the intimate skin between my legs. He inserted the tip of a finger 
inside me, gently circling me. He opened me with two fingers and then, rather 
quickly, thrust into me, all the way to the hilt. I took a sharp breath as I 
felt him enter me. He gripped my hips and started thrusting into me hard and 
fast. I couldn't keep up with the pace he was creating. He had broken a sweat 
in a matter of minutes, but still showed no signs of slowing down. He took 
his fingers and massaged my clit, causing me to scream and grip Joey's waist. 
Joey stroked my hair, and pushed it out of my eyes. I watched AJ, 
occasionally glancing up into the blue eyes above me. When I finally managed 
to match AJ stroke for stroke, I was riding high on a wave of pleasure. I 
wrapped my legs around AJ's waist, trying to force him deeper. When I felt AJ 
release inside of me, I was still unsatisfied. 

"AJ, finish please," I pleaded.

"What did I tell you about bad girls?" AJ asked me, pulling away from me.

"They don't get any," I replied softly.

"But maybe you're friend Joe here would like to finish you off." I couldn't 
believe what AJ was saying. I'd never felt that way about Joey before. He was 
my brother's best friend, and not to mention, six years older than I. I let 
go of Joey, and watched as he pulled his shirt over his head. He discarded 
his jeans, and pulled me off the bed to meet him. I gasped as I ran my hands 
over his clean-cut chest. He leaned over and placed his lips on mine. I 
resisted at first because it was Joey, but soon I fell into the passion that 
he put into his kiss. I felt his erection against my stomach and I couldn't 
help but run my hand down to touch it. I felt a few droplets of semen and I 
brushed them away. Joey reached down and felt the back of my thighs. He 
pulled gently and I jumped, wrapping my legs around his waist. Joey then 
kneeled down on the bed. We stopped kissing long enough for him to reposition 
himself. Then, very carefully, he slid into me. I felt a second set of hands 
on my back and realized that AJ wanted in on the action. AJ started kissing 
my ears, which made me moan, while Joey started thrusting into me. AJ brought 
his hands around and cupped my breasts. Very gently, he squeezed my nipples. 
Joey's pace was even and slow. AJ sensed the pace and massaged my breasts at 
the same speed. I turned my head and caught AJ's mouth with my own. I sucked 
on his tongue, and ran my own tongue over his teeth. Joey started nibbling on 
my ear, pushing my hair out of the way. For some odd reason, this didn't seem 
like punishment to me. It was fun, and definitely exciting. Joey's pace 
quickened, and he pulled my hips towards his. AJ's kisses grew hotter, and 
soon, I felt myself getting very close to my own climax.

"Oh Joey, please keep going," I gasped out. "My Bone Daddy, my sweet, 
precious Bone Daddy, don't make him stop, please don't make him stop," I 
begged of AJ. Joey kept going until I felt his hot seed fill me and shortly 
after that, my own release came and I called both Joey and AJ's names. All 
three of us were hot and sticky. That night I fell asleep between two very 
handsome men. The thought never crossed my mind of what I had just gotten 
myself into.

~*~*~*~

Two months later, the rain had finally cleared up enough for Brian and I to 
hit the links. He was a little rusty, if I do say so myself, but I was 
expecting it. Unfortunately for us, no one was available to play with us, so 
Brian wound up at the driving range. I wasn't hurt; I got to sit back and 
watch Brian's swing re-emerge. I think we were freaking some of the people 
around us out though because every so often I would hand Brian a different 
club and tell him to have at it. I'd jot down his distances and then have him 
switch clubs. It was the only way I could be the best caddy I could. After we 
finished off one bucket of balls, Brian turned to me. "Hey, I forgot to tell 
you, Leigh and I are pregnant."

"Congrats," I said. "So you just forgot huh? And what is this, a penguin type 
thing. Leighanne lays the egg and you carry it?"

Brian laughed at me. "No. I'm sorry, this is just like a big thing for us."

"I know it is Bri. I'm happy for you. How are the puppies gonna take it?"

"I don't know yet. We just found out last week, and well, things have been 
kinda hectic."

"Just out of curiosity, why'd you tell AJ about our talk?"

"I didn't," Brian replied, sitting down beside me. "All I told him was that I 
was concerned about you. That you'd been jumpy and crying all weekend and I 
asked him if anything was going on between you two."

"That's all you said?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Well, he kinda went a little ballistic on me."

"What'd he do?"

"I'd rather not say, but I almost left him."

"Why didn't you?"

"I realized I loved him and that I could live with his rules."

~*~*~*~

Later, Brian and I went back to his place, being I had flown to Atlanta for 
the weekend. Leighanne was in the kitchen baking and the puppies were running 
around the living room. When they heard the front door open, they sprinted 
for their daddy, jumping up and down. I placed Brian's golf clubs in the hall 
closet as Brian bent down and scooped up the two Chihuahuas. I patted Tyk on 
the head and leaned over and kissed Litty. I had really grown attached to the 
two Mexican hairless dogs. I still thought they looked like rats, but at 
least Tyk and Litty had personality. "Honey," Leighanne called from the 
kitchen, "Tyk's been a bad puppy."

"Uh oh," Brian said to the dog in his left hand. "Have you been dancing 
around the backyard with mommie's underwear again?" I had to smile at the 
thought of that.

"Nope," Leighanne said. "He ate your pillow." 

Brian and I walked into the kitchen. "My pillow?"

"Yeah, from the bed."

I leaned over and scooped Tyk out of Brian's hands. "I hope you're not going 
to be sick, Lil' Tyk," I said to the dog. "A tummy full of feathers can't be 
good for ya. Now maybe if you were a cat..." Tyk licked my hand. "And I'm 
sure you didn't mean it, right? That pillow just got in your way." I held Tyk 
in my hand and turned to Brian. "Aw, come on Bri. How can you be mad at that 
cute lil' face?" I asked, showing the dog off to his owner.

Brian chuckled and patted the dog's head. "You lil' rascal. Guess you're a 
pillow short tonight, Caddy," he said to me. I was staying in one of their 
guestrooms and I really didn't mind if I had any pillows at all. The puppies 
usually came in and slept with me, so they kept me company.

"So, did you two have fun?" Leighanne asked us.

"Yeah, about as much fun as you can have watching Brian have problems with 
his swing. He'll get it back, it's just the rain has kinda killed it." I 
watched as Leighanne pulled a sheet of cookies out of the oven.

Brian put Litty down and walked over, trying to take a cookie off the sheet. 
Leighanne slapped his hand. "Uh uh. They're hot. What are you going to be 
teaching our children? Plus, you've got 'dog hands'," she said, reminding him 
that he had just been holding the dog.

"Okay, fine," Brian pouted and headed out of the kitchen, taking the pups 
with him.

When Brian left, I got up, washed my hands, and went to help Leigh with the 
next batch of cookies. "Thanks," she said.

"No prob. Um, Leighanne, how long did you wait until you checked to see if 
you were pregnant?"

Leighanne turned to me in the middle of placing dollops of cookie dough on 
the sheet. "Why? Do you think you might be pregnant?"

"Well, I'm about six weeks late, and well..."

"Girl, you need to go in and get yourself checked out. I have an appointment 
on Monday, tomorrow; I'm sure Doctor Kim wouldn't mind doing a pregnancy test 
for you then."

"Really? You don't think she'd mind?"

"Nah. 'That's what she's there for,' she'd tell ya."

"Thanks Leigh," I said.

The next day, I accompanied Leighanne to the doctor. They asked for a urine 
sample and said they would get back to me shortly with the results. Leighanne 
and I were just about ready to leave, because it was really just a short 
visit, when a nurse came in and handed Doctor Kim a slip of paper. "Before 
you go," she said. "We have your test results back, Jessi. They came back 
positive. You're pregnant."

Leighanne leaned over and hugged me. "Oh congratulations. AJ's gonna be so 
happy."

"Yeah," I said absentmindedly. "If it's his baby," I whispered.

Leighanne and I left the office together and as soon as we were in the car, 
she started interrogating me. "I heard what you said. What do you mean 'if 
it's his baby'? Why wouldn't it be?"

"You remember Joey, right?" I asked. I wasn't changing the subject; I was 
just trying to find and easy way to broach it. "He was the opening act on the 
last tour."

"Yeah, your friend from way back."

"Yeah, that's him. Well, the day of the picnic two months ago, Joey showed up 
for a visit. Apparently AJ had arranged it."

"And you did something with Joey?"

I sighed. "Yeah."

"Does AJ know?"

"Yeah, he knows. He kinda helped." Leighanne's eyes widened at what I had 
just told her. "In fact, AJ's been different since Joey left. He's no longer 
dominating like he used to be. He's a little more mellow, not so demanding."

"Why?"

"Well, I think he saw the way Joey treated me." My mind flashed back to the 
morning after the first time with Joey and AJ. AJ had already gone off to run 
some errands and that left Joey and I together. I got up and took a shower 
and wasn't in there very long when I felt strong arms around me. I turned 
around and found myself looking into Joey's blue eyes. He forced me up 
against the wall, telling me to be quiet. He ran his hands over my body and I 
just stared at him. I'd never seen Joey like that. The night before he'd been 
so gentle. There was a hot intensity that I felt as Joey explored my body. It 
was as if he was trying to take me while AJ was walking in the door, even 
though we were the only ones in the house. He lifted my legs, wrapping them 
around his waist. I tried to struggle to get away from him, but he held me 
pinned to the wall. The water had long since grown cold. He thrust himself 
into me and every time I turned my head away from him, he'd pull my chin back 
to look at him. I didn't want to be doing this and I tried telling him, but 
he wouldn't listen. So I tried biting him, but the harder I bit, the harder 
he would thrust into me. When he finished with me, he left me there in the 
shower. I'd never imagined Joey to be the dominating type. In my mind, having 
Joey do the things he'd done to me was ten times worse than any rule AJ could 
have. Joey was my brother's best friend and if my brother ever found out, 
he'd be furious. I realized the first night was nothing more than an act. For 
the entire week Joey was there, he dominated me. He forced himself on me when 
I didn't want anything, and if I did want it, he'd make me beg. AJ would 
watch most of the exchanges. He saw the way I was hurting, not just 
physically but mentally and emotionally. When Joey left after that week, I 
saw my brother's friend in a new light. I had always thought Joey was sweet, 
now I knew. AJ and I had a long talk after that. We didn't make love for a 
week, and when we finally did, he disregarded the rules. Things had changed. 
Maybe for the better, but I couldn't tell at that time. And now I was 
pregnant and I didn't know who the baby's father was.

Later that night, after the appointment with Leighanne, I arrived home. There 
weren't any lights on in the house, but I managed to make it to the bedroom, 
expecting to find AJ there. AJ was stretched out on the bed in grey silk 
pajamas, wearing oval glasses, reading a magazine. He didn't really need the 
glasses, he just knew that I thought he looked sexy in them. He looked up as 
I entered the room. "Hi Hon," I said.

"Hi Sweetie," he replied. 

I felt the door close behind me. "It's about time you got home," a voice 
whispered in my ear. It was Joey. I kept my eyes locked with AJ's who didn't 
move a muscle. "Take your clothes off," Joey instructed. I didn't move. 
Joey's breath was hot on my neck. He turned to AJ and said, "I thought you 
taught her to follow orders?" AJ just stared at me. I slowly started to 
unbutton my blouse. "Now that's a good girl," Joey said. I slipped out of my 
clothes but left my panties on. "All of your clothes," Joey said, but I 
didn't move. Joey slid his hand into the waistband of my panties and pulled 
them off of me. I just stood there, as if nothing was happening. Joey pushed 
me to the bed and AJ rolled out of the way, mere seconds before I hit the 
mattress. Joey spread my legs and started examining my folds with his 
fingers. I tried to sit up to stop him, but I was being held down by AJ.

"Why, AJ?" I asked. "I thought you didn't want me with anyone else?"

"You keep closing your eyes, so I thought I'd give you what you'd been 
imagining." Before I could answer, I felt Joey's hot breath on me and then he 
took my clit in between his teeth. I tried to scream, but AJ covered my 
mouth. Joey's mouth moved from my clit to nibbling on my lips. Slowly he 
inserted his tongue, circling the inside of me. I moaned and thrust my hips 
forward to meet Joey's mouth. AJ leaned down and whispered in my ear, "So it 
doesn't matter who does it, huh?" Tears formed in my eyes at what AJ was 
insinuating and I shook my head.

"AJ, isn't one of your rules 'no crying'?" Joey asked.

"That it is," AJ answered.

"Well then how 'bout I give this lil' one something to cry about?"

I heard Joey strip off his clothes and looked up at AJ. "No, please no," I 
begged. "Please AJ, I promise I'll follow the rules. I promise." I felt Joey 
thrust into me and I screamed again. AJ once again covered my mouth. Joey 
kept thrusting into me at a pace and with such force that white-hot pain 
seared through my body. The pain was so strong that I started to black out. 
I'd never been in so much pain before.

Right before I drifted into the abyss of blackness, I heard AJ say, "Jessi, 
are you alright?"

~*~*~*~

Later that night I slowly started to awaken. Every muscle in my body ached. I 
tried to move but felt strong arms around me. I started shaking knowing that 
I would be in for more if the person knew I was awake. The person holding me 
moved his head over my shoulder and whispered, "It's okay, Jessi. Go back to 
sleep." It was AJ who was holding me. I drifted off to sleep once again, 
thoroughly confused as to AJ's behavior.

~*~*~*~

The next evening, Chris Kirkpatrick, AJ and myself drove into town to Non 
Puoi Ristorante Italiano, the restaurant I worked for, that my best friend, 
Colleen Tolana owned. That morning, everything seemed to be back to normal. 
Joey had gone back to Boston after having spent the weekend with AJ. AJ and I 
hardly spoke throughout the day, but that evening when Chris knocked on the 
door, AJ and I started acting like nothing had transpired the night before. 
The three of us arrived at the little Italian restaurant early and helped 
Colleen, Howie, Leighanne and Brian set up the tables. Antonio was in the 
kitchen cooking up a storm for the twelve people that would be eating dinner 
that night. It was also a normal business evening, so there were patrons in 
the main dining room. The twelve of us would be eating on the patio away from 
prying eyes and screaming fans. At seven on the nose, Lance Bass, Kevin and 
Kristin Richardson, Nick Carter and his date, Amy Wollery arrived. We all met 
out on the patio around a long rectangular table. AJ was on the end of one 
side. I was beside him with Lance on the other side of me. Chris was on the 
other side of Lance, followed by Nick and Amy. Across from AJ were Colleen 
and Howie. Next to Howie was Brian and Leighanne followed by the Richardsons. 
We all grabbed hands and Brian started praying. When Grace had been said, we 
all sat down and Maria, one of the head waitresses came and took our orders. 
While we waited for our food, we chatted about nothing in particular.

Once the food arrived, Maria came by with a bottle of red wine. All the men 
immediately passed their glasses over to AJ, while the women, including 
myself were content with water. Of course we were all called wimps, but then 
again, they didn't know about Leighanne and I. Leighanne then asked for 
everyone's attention, obviously intent to clear things up. "Um, Brian and I 
have an announcement," she said. We all looked at her. "Brian and I are 
expanding the Backstreet family." It took a minute for what Leighanne said to 
sink in, and even then Nick and AJ didn't get it. "I'm pregnant," Leighanne 
explained. The table erupted into calls of "Congratulations," and "When's it 
due?" After the initial shock wore off, Leighanne continued. "I dunno if I 
should be saying anything, but I know I'm not the only one who's gonna be 
adding onto the family."

Everyone looked at Kevin and Kristin. "Nope, I'm not pregnant," Kristin said.

Chris draped his arm around Lance's shoulder. "We wanted to keep it a secret, 
but Lance and I are having a baby," he said. Everyone laughed.

I leaned over and said to Lance, "But you're not even a member of 
Backstreet."

Lance leaned his head on my shoulder and said, "I'm still part of the family 
though, right?"

I patted his head, "Of course you are."

The group then looked at Amy. "No way," she said, holding up her hands. 
"Nicky and I haven't even gone there." 

"Aww," we all chorused. Everyone turned to look at Colleen, who immediately 
got up from the table claiming Antonio was calling her.

"I think we know who's the pregnant one," Nick said. "Congrats Howie."

"Yeah, way to go D," Kevin added.

I knew Colleen would kill me if I didn't stand up for her; she was my best 
friend after all. I stood up, pushing my chair back. "Guys, Colleen's not 
pregnant, I am," I said. Everyone gasped and AJ fainted. The guys gathered 
around him, fanning him, trying to wake him up. When he came to, I whispered 
to him, "I need to talk to you about it." I helped AJ up and then wound up 
sitting on his lap for the rest of the night.

After we helped Colleen close the restaurant for the night, AJ and I would up 
sitting in a park together talking about what we were going to do.

"So you're really pregnant?" AJ asked me.

"Yeah."

"When did you find out?" AJ sat down on a bench and I joined him.

"Just yesterday. I was going to tell you tonight when we got home. I wasn't 
expecting Leigh to say anything."

"So how far along are you?" He clasped his hands between his knees and hung 
his head.

"I think I'm about two months, but I'm not sure. I'll make an appointment for 
the beginning of next week, okay?" He nodded. "There's something else you 
should know." He lifted his head to look at me. "I'm not sure the baby's 
yours."

"What do you mean you're not sure?" In the dim moonlight I could see hurt 
flash through his eyes.

"Well, if this child was conceived two months ago, then it could be either 
yours or Joey's. Remember that week back in December?" AJ looked hurt at the 
thought that the child growing inside me might not be his.

"Is it possible for us to find out?"

"I dunno at this point. I guess we'll find out the beginning of next week, 
huh?"

AJ wrapped his arms around me, saying to me, "I love you, Milady. No matter 
what."

"I love you too," I whispered.

~*~*~*~

A week later I was sitting in my OB/GYN's office with AJ by my side. Doctor 
Jenny Chang was an Asian-American with long ebony hair and dark almond shaped 
eyes. She sat behind her desk, her hands clasped on top of file folders. "So, 
we got the test results back. Yes, you are pregnant," she told us. AJ reached 
over and grabbed my hand. "Now, you wanted to know a few things."

"Yeah. My aunt had Cystic Fibrosis, and, well, I dunno if I'm a carrier or 
not," I told her.

"Well, you probably should have found out before you tried to get pregnant," 
she told me gently. "You and Alex should have gone through some genetic 
counseling."

"I know, I know," I replied. "But this wasn't exactly planned. And well, I'm 
not exactly sure AJ is the father." I explained to Doctor Chang what had 
happened.

"Well, how 'bout we do this. We'll do a cheek swab on both of you, and then 
withdraw some amniotic fluid. This way we'll run a genetic marker test to 
find out about the CF and run a paternity test."

I nodded my head. "Now, if I remember my genetics correctly, there's a 
twenty-five percent chance that the baby will have CF, if AJ is the father 
and if we both are carriers, right?"

Doctor Chang nodded, but AJ looked perplexed. "How'd you figure that out so 
quick?"

"Simple statistics," I replied. "Do you wanna explain it to him?" I turned to 
Doctor Chang who nodded.

"Ok Alex, assuming you're the father, the baby gets half of your genes and 
half of Jessi's, right?"

"Yeah."

"Okay. So assuming both of you are carriers for CF then the baby could get 
the gene from either one of you or not at all."

"So if the baby doesn't get the gene at all..."

"Then the child isn't a carrier and doesn't have CF," the doctor explained.

"But if the baby gets the gene from just one of you, then it's a carrier." AJ 
nodded. "The only way the child will have CF is if you both pass on the CF 
gene. Therefore, there is a twenty-five percent chance."

AJ nodded his understanding. "So let's do this then." The doctor got two 
cotton swabs and two vials. She swabbed the inside of our cheeks and placed 
the swabs into the vials marking whose was whose. She then led me into an 
examining room. AJ went with me and held my hand. The doctor decided to do an 
ultra sound to not only determine the developmental stage of the baby, but 
also where exactly to insert the needle to withdraw the amniotic fluid. 

While running the ultra sound device over the jelly on my stomach, a black 
and white picture appeared on a television monitor near AJ. "Do you want a 
copy of this? This is the first picture of your baby." AJ and I nodded. She 
printed out a picture of the baby for us and said, "We can determine the 
baby's sex, if you want."

"This early?" AJ asked.

"Yeah. You can actually determine the baby's sex within a couple weeks. Do 
you wanna know?" 

AJ and I looked at each other. "No," I told her. "But if you could, write it 
down on two index cards and seal them in envelopes for our parents?"

"Sure," Doctor Chang said. "Now, let's see what we can do about the testing." 
The doctor wiped off the goo on my stomach and then placed a local anesthetic 
gel on my skin, numbing the area. "You're not going to feel a thing," she 
told me, "and if you do, scream at me, okay?" I nodded. She picked up a 
syringe with a long needle.

"This isn't going to hurt the baby?" I inquired.

"Not at all. Now just lay back and relax." I tilted my head back and AJ 
gripped my hand. Within a matter of moments, everything was over and I was 
getting dressed again.

"So when will we know?" AJ asked.

"In a week. I'll call you okay? Now, Jessi, remember the things we talked 
about on the phone. And just so you both know, I judge that you are about two 
months along. So I'll see you both in a week." AJ and I left the doctor's 
office hand in hand, clutching the ultra sound photograph we had. I still 
didn't know whose baby it was, but I would soon enough.

~*~*~*~

A week later, on Valentine's Day, AJ and I were in Doctor Chang's office. It 
wasn't exactly the Valentine's Day I wanted to be spending with my love, but 
I had to know. We were sitting in the same chairs we had occupied the week 
before waiting for the doctor to finish with an appointment. We were sitting 
there for about five minutes before Doctor Chang rushed in. "Sorry to keep 
you waiting. I know you've been waiting all week to know." She sat down 
behind her desk and then turned around pulling a file folder off the top of 
the stack and turned back towards us. "Alright, first thing's first, the baby 
is a carrier of CF." We nodded. "Now about the father. Unfortunately I don't 
have a sample of the other man's DNA, but it doesn't really matter." She 
sighed. "I want to give you my professional opinion. No matter who the father 
is, Jessi I think you need help. But that's just my opinion. Alright, I'll 
open the envelope." She tore into the envelope that held the results of the 
paternity test. She glanced over the paper and then turned her attention to 
us. "This test is the same one you've seen used on all those talk shows. It's 
ninety-nine point nine nine nine percent accurate. So, Alex, based on this 
test, you are ninety-nine point nine percent included as the baby's father."

AJ and I turned to look at each other. "You mean, the baby's mine?" The 
doctor nodded. AJ leaned over and hugged me. "I'm going to be a daddy," he 
said to me. I grinned. There were tears in my eyes. I was so happy. I was 
going to have AJ's baby. Before we left, Doctor Chang gave us two sealed 
envelopes. Inside was the baby's sex so we could give them to our parents.

When AJ and I left the office, we headed home. It was raining so we decided 
to curl up in front of a fire to keep warm. AJ sat on the floor and I sat 
between his legs with my back to him. He wrapped his arms around me, laying 
them gently on my stomach. His head rested on my left shoulder. I placed my 
hands on top of his. "I'm so happy," AJ said. "This is the best Valentine's 
Day I've ever had."

"Me too," I said, leaning my head back on his chest. We discussed what we 
would name our baby for a long time. We eventually laid down in bed, talking 
about how things were going to change for the both of us. That night, we 
slept peacefully together. 

~*~*~*~

About five days later Brian and Leighanne were at our house for the big party 
for Brian's birthday was the following day. I pulled Brian aside that night 
to talk to him.

"What is it Jess?" he asked me as I led him into the guestroom. "I know you 
won't be able to caddy for me for a while."

I smiled. "It's not that Bri. I wanted to talk to you about AJ."

"What about him?"

"Well, remember how I told you I almost left him?"

"Yeah."

I sat down on the bed and clasped my hands. "Well, the reason I didn't leave 
him was because his rules really aren't that bad." Brian sat down beside me 
and stared at me strangely. "I mean, I've had worse."

"Worse? How do you mean worse? Other lovers?"

"No. Um. My brother had similar rules, the most important was that I couldn't 
tell anyone."

Brian placed a hand on my back. "Couldn't tell anyone what?"

"Well I know why Joey did what he did to me. My brother had bragged to him."

"Jessi, you're not making sense."

I sighed. "My brother had similar rules: no screaming, no crying, no 
telling."

"But these are all rules AJ has about sex." Suddenly the realization hit 
Brian and his eyes widened. "You mean your brother..." He didn't have to 
finish the question, I knew what he meant. I nodded my acknowledgment. "Oh 
Jessi." He wrapped his arms around me.

I heard a cough come from the doorway. I looked up and saw AJ with tears in 
his eyes. "Jessi, why didn't you tell me your brother had abused you?"

"I didn't want you to think I couldn't handle you," I said, looking at him.

"How long did it go on?" Brian asked me gently.

"From the time I was six until I was thirteen. He then moved out and I didn't 
have to put up with anymore."

"Did your parents know?" AJ asked.

"No. They never knew."

AJ came over and kneeled down before me taking my hands in his gingerly. "Oh 
Jessi, I'm so sorry." I felt Brian get up and I looked at him as he left. I 
then turned my eyes back to AJ. "My lady, why didn't you tell me. I never 
would have..."

"Yes you would have AJ. Every man I've ever dated has been like you and my 
brother. Always dominating, always controlling. I guess I'm bound to marry 
someone like that. There have been varying degrees of control, and I have to 
say you've actually been one of the mild ones." I patted AJ's head sweetly. 
"I thought I was doomed, especially when you brought Joey into the picture. 
How'd you get him to do it anyway?"

AJ brought his eyes up to meet mine. "Uh, after the concert where I met you, 
he practically forced me to call you. He wanted to know if you were in a 
relationship, things like that. Well, apparently he'd called your parents 
there in Boston and they had said you'd moved to Orlando. So he called me and 
well, he wanted in on our relationship. I dunno why I gave into his 
requests."

"I know why. Joey picked that up from my brother. In fact, I know my brother 
bragged to Joey. I heard one time. He told Joey that he was 'training' me. I 
think Joey wanted to know exactly how. Joey tried to convince my brother to 
let him in, but Jamie wouldn't. I never thought you would either, but I guess 
afterwards, you saw what happened and you changed. But what I don't 
understand is why you went back to the way you were?"

AJ got up from the floor and sat beside me on the bed. "I don't really know 
why either. Joey talked me into it. I think he told me that because you were 
away for the weekend, that something had to have gone on." He paused and ran 
his hand through his hair. "So, um, what did your brother do to you?"

"The same things you did to me. Force me to do things." AJ wrapped his arms 
around me and pulled me into his lap. He kissed my head and smoothed my hair 
over. He whispered his apologies in my ear, vowing that it wouldn't happen 
anymore.

Just then, there was a knock at the front door. I got up and took AJ's hand 
leading him to the entryway. Brian and Leighanne were standing beside a man I 
recognized. "Jamie, what are you doing here?" I asked of my brother.

"What? A man can't come and visit his sister? Especially when I hear she's 
pregnant?" Jamie said. He and I looked very similar: dark hair, green eyes; 
it was obvious that we were related.

"How'd you find out?"

"Mom." 

I sighed. My mother would tell the whole world that she was going to be a 
grandmother if she could. I shook my head. "Oh, Jamie, this is Brian and 
Leighanne Littrell," I said, indicating the couple in the kitchen entryway. 
"This is my brother, Jamie." Jamie shook Brian's hand and kissed Leighanne's 
knuckles. I rolled my eyes. Jamie turned towards me, and I introduced him to 
AJ. "This is AJ, the father of my child."

Jamie shook his hand, saying, "So any plans to wed my young sis?"

AJ shook his head. "No, not at present. But that may change in about 7 
months." I smiled and looked at Jamie. I saw something flash through his 
green eyes, but I wasn't sure what it was.

Later that night, I was getting up to get a glass of water when I came across 
my brother sitting up on the couch. No lights were on; he was just sitting 
there in the dark. "Do you enjoy screwing him?" he asked.

I stopped and looked at him. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said. Do you enjoy screwing him? I mean, since he obviously 
has no plans of marrying you." Jamie got up from the couch and approached me. 
"I can't believe you," he said, reaching up and placing his hand on my cheek. 
A second later I felt the sting of his hand on my skin.

I placed my hand over the stinging spot on my face. "Jamie, what are you 
doing?"

"I can't believe you," he repeated. "You're a little slut, you know that." He 
slapped me again.

"What?" I said. I tried to keep my voice down, not wanting to wake the other 
people in the house.

"You're a slut," he said, throwing me to the ground. "You should have known 
better." He planted a swift kick to my ribs. "Why did you go off and get 
pregnant?"

I curled myself up into a ball. I was in pain. "I didn't exactly plan this," 
I said.

"Yeah, that's obvious." I looked up at my brother from the ground. I couldn't 
understand what he was doing. "You know I can't have the public knowing that 
my sister is a little slut. That's why, tomorrow morning, you are going and 
getting an abortion."

"No." 

Jamie bent down and picked me up off the floor. "You don't have a choice."

"But what will I tell AJ?"

"You miscarried. That simple."

"Jamie. You can't force me. It's my body, my baby."

"You just think that don't you?" he said, pulling me close to him. He pushed 
me away and I hit the wall with a thud. "And remember, no crying," he told 
me, as tears started to form in my eyes. I just stared at him. I turned my 
head to look down the hall. There was AJ. I could see the hurt in his eyes at 
what he saw. Jamie was just about ready to slap me again, when I saw AJ 
tackle him to the floor. I backed away as AJ slugged my brother over and over 
again. I felt Leighanne place her hands on my shoulders and saw Brian head 
over and try to pull AJ away from Jamie. It wasn't easy because AJ was in a 
complete rage. He not only was beat Jamie up because of what he had just done 
to me, but also what he had done to me in the past. When Brian finally 
managed to pull AJ away from Jamie, Jamie's lip and nose were bleeding and he 
would eventually have a black eye.

"Jamie," AJ said, "I think you should leave. I can't have you bullying my 
girlfriend, even if she is your sister. You do not run her life. If she wants 
to have this baby, that's something we need to discuss, not you. You do not 
need to think that just because I'm famous, I'm gonna make your sister out to 
be a slut. I love her. Nothing's gonna change that."

Jamie got up off the floor, saying, "You'd better marry her McLean. When I 
come back, there'd better be a ring on her finger." Jamie walked out the 
door, slamming it angrily.

Tears started rolling down my cheeks and I ran into AJ's arms, sobbing. He 
led me back into the bedroom and I cried myself to sleep.

~*~*~*~

Six months later, I was huge. Doctor Chang had advised me not to travel and 
to call her if I had any pain whatsoever. Because I was so small, size-wise, 
she was concerned I wouldn't be able to carry the baby to term. Neither AJ 
nor I knew the sex of the baby; we wanted that to be a surprise. Everyone who 
knew, mainly our parents, had kept their mouths shut. 

One morning, the phone rang at about two. AJ answered it and immediately woke 
me. "Leighanne's gone into labor," he said to me. I nodded and rolled over as 
carefully as I could.

"You know we can't go, AJ," I said. AJ wrapped his arms around my shoulders. 
He kissed my cheek. I knew he was upset that he couldn't be there, but he 
knew that anything could happen at any time. Doctor Chang could advise that 
labor be induced. We just didn't know.

The next day around four in the afternoon, I was lying on my back in bed 
reading, when the phone rang again. I leaned over and answered it. "Hello?" I 
said.

"Hi Jessi, its Brian." He sounded really excited.

"Hey there. How's the wife? What'd she have, Daddy?" I asked.

"A girl. Eight pounds, four ounces. Her name is Devon Leigh." I could hear 
the tears in his voice and couldn't help a couple from falling from my own 
eyes.

"Congratulations, Brian. Tell Leighanne I'm proud of her."

"Oh yeah," Brian added. "Leighanne says good luck and ask for drugs."

I grinned. "If I have to go there, I will. Anyway Bri, I'd better let you get 
back to your wife and daughter." I said goodbye and we hung up. 

As I lay back down I felt pain in my abdomen. I heard AJ down the hall and I 
called to him. "AJ, come quick." 

He came running down the hall and into the bedroom. "What is it honey?" he 
asked.

"You know how Doctor Chang..." I gritted my teeth in pain. "Doctor Chang said 
that if I had any pain that we might have to induce labor."

"Yeah?" AJ said skeptically.

"Well, I think it's time," I whispered. AJ got jumpy at that time trying to 
run around and pack. I told him to calm down and call the doctor. As soon as 
he did that, we were off to the hospital. AJ was way too excited for anything 
and was practically jumping out of his skin when the nurse at the check in 
desk asked him what the problem was. Before anything else could be said, 
Doctor Chang came running up.

"Jessi, what seems to be the problem?" she asked, having me sit down in a 
wheelchair.

I tilted my head back looking at her while I writhed in pain. "I'm kinda 
having some pain," I choked out. AJ tried to come with me as Doctor Chang 
wheeled me down the corridor, but the nurse stopped him, asking him to fill 
out some paperwork. 

"Well, let's get you into a room then." I was pushed down the hall and into a 
room that resembled a bedroom, only it had a hospital bed instead of a 
regular bed. Carefully the doctor helped me into the bed and as I was lying 
there, I saw AJ run past and suddenly stop, turn around and come into the 
room. 

"What's the matter? What's wrong?" AJ asked frantically.

"Alex," Doctor Chang said, "calm down. I don't know yet. You're not going to 
do Jessi any good by running around. Now Jessi, when did the pain start?"

"Not that long ago," I said. "Maybe twenty, thirty minutes."

"Has your water broken?" I shook my head as more pain ripped through my body. 
My obstetrician placed her hands on my bulging stomach feeling the baby's 
position. She also noticed that my breathing was shallow and my fingernails 
were blue. I was having problems breathing because of the pressure the baby 
was putting on my lungs. "Jessi, the baby hasn't turned yet," she told me. "I 
was hoping it wouldn't come to this, but we need to get that baby out of your 
body as soon as possible. We could induce labor, but the baby would more than 
likely be breech. I think we need to go in and do a C-section." I looked at 
AJ, who came along side of the bed and grabbed my hand. We locked gazes and I 
knew what needed to be done. I looked back over at Doctor Chang and nodded my 
head slightly. "Alright, we need to get you prepped now." She walked out the 
door and began making arrangements.

"AJ, I'm scared," I whispered.

"I know, My Lady," he said to me. "Everything will be alright. I'm going to 
stay with you." A little while later, a couple of nurses came in and helped 
me into a gown and tucked my hair back into cap. A short while later, I was 
wheeled down the hall. AJ held my hand the entire way. We reached a pair of 
double swinging doors. A nurse stopped AJ, telling him he couldn't be with 
me. I couldn't hear what she was telling him, but I'm sure it was something 
about possibly losing the baby and me. I was wheeled into a surgery bay and 
Doctor Chang, complete in gloves and mask told me to relax. I tilted my head 
back and stared at the ceiling while the surgery went on around me. A plastic 
mask was placed over my mouth and nose to help me breathe. I couldn't feel 
anything that was going on, nor could I see it either; a green sheet had been 
draped between my head and my stomach. I started praying, asking the Lord to 
take care of my baby and myself. 

After about thirty minutes, I heard the doctor say, "We've got him!" Then, 
within seconds she said, "He's not breathing!"

I closed my eyes and continued to pray. After what seemed like an eternity, I 
heard crying in the room, and I smiled. My baby was okay. The baby was laid 
on my chest, swathed in a blanket. I looked down at the tiny features before 
me. "Congratulations," Doctor Chang said. "It's a boy." Tears welled up in my 
eyes. "I'll go get Alex," she told me. I cuddled my little baby boy against 
my chest. His little hand reached out of the blanket. I counted his little 
fingers before I touched his palm. Instinctively, he tried to grip my finger.

"Is he okay?" I asked. "I mean he's not too small or anything."

"No," Doctor Chang said, coming back into the room. "He's only three weeks 
early. He just gave us a little scare there for a minute. We couldn't get him 
breathing."

I smiled. "I think he gets that from his father," I said. "Where is AJ?"

"A nurse is helping him into scrubs, he should be in here in a minute." Just 
as she said it, I saw AJ come into the room; at least I think it was him. The 
only things I could see were his eyes, other than that, he was covered in 
green paper scrubs.

"Honey," AJ said coming up to me.

"Hi. AJ, I'd like you to meet your son, Brian Alexander Moran-McLean."

AJ's features softened as he noticed his son on my chest. He leaned over and 
kissed my forehead and then stroked the baby's head. "Hi, Brian," he 
whispered.

"He's got ten fingers and ten toes and those big brown eyes of yours," I told 
AJ.

"He's so innocent looking," AJ commented.

"Yeah, and I intend to keep him that way for a while." AJ chuckled and 
continued to fuss over baby Brian. "Do you wanna hold him?" I asked.

"Can I?"

"He's your son too." Carefully I placed the newborn in AJ's waiting arms.

"Just wait till you get older son," AJ said. "We're gonna deck you out right. 
Earrings, hair dye, the works."

"Alexander James," I said tauntingly.

AJ laughed again. "I'm just kidding, Babe. I love you."

"I love you too, AJ."

~*~*~*~

A month and a half later, Leighanne, Brian, and baby Devon showed up at our 
house. AJ greeted them at the door while I was nursing baby Brian. Leighanne 
came down the hall holding her baby girl. "Hey," I said as she walked past 
the nursery.

"Hi. How you doing?" she asked.

"Pretty well, how 'bout yourself?"

"I don't think Brian and I have had a wink of sleep in a month," Leighanne 
joked, as she sat down in another rocking chair in the room, sitting Devon on 
her lap.

"I know where you're coming from," I told her. "So, I have a question. What 
day was Devon born on?"

"August fifteenth, why?"

I covered my mouth with my hand. "Oh my God. Devon and Brian were born on the 
same day," I told her.

"Really?"

"Yeah. They'll get to grow up together. Oh Leigh, this is gonna be so fun." 
Leigh squealed with delight. Our men came down the all to see what we were 
squeaking about.

"What's all the squeals about?" AJ asked.

"Yeah, did you see 'N Sync or something?" Brian teased.

"No," Leigh said. "We just found out that our children were born on the same 
day," she informed the two men.

Brian turned to AJ and said, "Do you know what this means?"

"No, what?"

"Think about it a minute. Joint birthday parties. Joint press releases. Less 
money spent." The two clasped hands and jumped around in a circle. Leighanne 
and I couldn't stop laughing. They were acting like children, or girls.

AJ stopped jumping with Brian and said, "I'm gonna go out and check the mail. 
Have you two been getting tons of stuff from the fans? We get boxes and boxes 
every day."

"But doesn't the mailman usually hand deliver our stuff, Hon?" I asked.

"He does. That's why I'm going out and checking. He's usually here by now." 
AJ left the room heading out the door.

"We've gotten tons of stuff," Brian said, stepping into the room. "I don't 
think we have to worry about Devon until she's two."

"Yeah, she's gotten toys and clothes and all kinds of things from the fans. I 
can't believe how supportive they're being," Leighanne stated, cradling her 
baby close to her chest.

"Well, the fans love you two," I said. "You're married. AJ and I are just 
dating. I'm kinda surprised he let it out to the press. I mean, there's so 
much of a possibility that everyone could hate him, and me."

"But AJ loves you," Brian told me, kneeling down in front of me. "He's just 
not ready to settle down like that. He'll always be there for baby Brian. He 
just doesn't wanna get married yet."

"How'd you come up with the name Brian Alexander anyway?" Leigh asked me.

I grinned. "It's my two favorite Backstreet Boys." Brian chuckled. "The names 
sounded good together and well, I wanted him to know that he's got an 
extended family."

"That he does," Brian said patting my knee.

I heard the door close and two pairs of footsteps coming down the hall. I saw 
AJ first. "AJ honey, who's..." I stopped myself when I saw who was with him. 
It was my brother Jamie.

"So Jessica," Jamie said slowly. "How's the baby?"

"Fine," I said flatly.

Jamie stood in the doorway and watched me as I stood up and put Brian 
Alexander in his crib. "You know, the funniest thing happened last month. I 
read a news release that you had a baby boy but it explicitly stated that you 
and McLean here weren't married. Are you engaged at least?"

I stared at my brother for a moment. I walked over towards him and thrust my 
left hand in his face. "You tell me," I said, my voice void of any emotion.

He grabbed my wrist tightly. "What did I tell you last time I was here?"

"So I'm not married. Big deal."

"It is a big deal," he said. "You're my little sister. You're not supposed to 
acting like someone on the Ricki Lake Show."

"Would you like me to put my hair in pig-tails and ribbons for you?" I asked 
sarcastically.

"Quit being smart," Jamie sneered. He then turned his attention to my 
boyfriend. "And what about you McLean? Are you ever gonna marry my sister?"

AJ shot me a look of desperation before answering softly, "I don't know."

"Oh that's just perfect Jessi. Get involved with a guy who's never going to 
marry you. What would Mom and Dad think?" Jamie spat at me.

"I dunno Jamie. What would they think? What would they think if I told them 
what you did to me?"

"You...you...you wouldn't," Jamie stuttered. 

I looked him directly in the eye. "I would. And I have."

"When?" 

"Right before Brian was born. Mom came to see me and I told her everything."

"Everything?" Jamie choked out.

"Yes, everything!" I stated.

"You bitch," he whispered. He took my wrist and forced me down the hall to 
the bedroom AJ and I shared. Somewhere in the distance I heard Brian 
Alexander start to cry. I heard Leighanne telling her husband to call the 
police and I heard AJ running down the hall after me. Jamie closed the door 
to the room as soon as he entered and pushed me backwards. I stumbled and 
fell, hitting my head on the side of the bed. I lay there, pretending to be 
knocked unconscious. Jamie jumped on me, rolling me over and straddling my 
stomach. He slapped me. "I know you're awake. Don't try and fake it." I 
opened my eyes and tried to claw at his face, but he quickly held my hands 
down. "You didn't tell Mom, now did you?" he asked angrily.

"Yes, I did." I spit in his eye, causing him to let go of one of my hands so 
he could wipe his face. When he did this, I forced my weight forward, hoping 
to knock him off balance. My trick didn't work; he was too strong for me. He 
took his hand and balled up into a fist. I closed my eyes, bracing myself for 
a hit. He hit my shoulder once and then I felt nothing. I opened my eyes, 
expecting him to hit me more. There was AJ with Jamie's hand. AJ twisted 
Jamie's hand around behind his back and told him to get off of me. Jamie did 
as he was instructed, but turned on AJ and managed to push him away. Jamie 
grabbed me and forced to my feet. He went to take me out of the room, but AJ 
managed to grab him. Jamie pushed me away from him and I hit the wall with a 
thud. I sank to floor and fought of the blackness trying to consume me so I 
could see what happened. I saw AJ grab Jamie once again and try to hold him. 
He wasn't holding him very long when two uniformed me entered. They grabbed 
Jamie from AJ and arrested him. They also took AJ into custody, but I was 
slipping too far into the abyss to tell them what had happened.

~*~*~*~

I awoke a few minutes later. There were more police around. One of them asked 
me what happened and I told him. When he learned that AJ was only trying to 
help me, he turned to the officer holding AJ and told him to let him go. AJ 
immediately came to my side. "Do you wanna press charges, Miss Moran?" the 
officer asked me.

"Yes," I told him. "I want him out of my life!" The officers dragged Jamie 
out of the house. Leighanne and Brian were standing in the doorway of the 
room, Leigh holding Devon and Brian holding his namesake. "Come're Brian," I 
said. Both came towards me, the elder handing me my son. I sat there with AJ 
on the floor rocking my baby. "Don't you worry Bri-Baby," I told my son. "I 
may never marry your daddy, but he'll always be there for you." I looked up 
at Brian and Leighanne. Brian had his arm around his wife's shoulders and 
they were fussing over Devon. I looked at AJ and he smiled at me.

"That's right," he said, running his hand over his son's soft short brown 
hair. "We're a family."