“Basically its fans of tv shows or movies who write a story about how they would like the show to go. It’s pretty interesting—see,” Alice said indicating to the screen as she pulled up a website.

“So people write stories because they like the characters but not the stories,” the athlete asked for clarification?

 “Sometimes, yeah. They use it to kinda fix mistakes that bug the hell out of them– like if the writers kill off a character you really like,” Alice gave as an example.

The thought made Dana growl, “Don’t even go there. I hate when that shit happens. I mean send the person off the island or whatever but there is NO point in killing anyone in my opinion. I mean once they are dead they can’t come back and save the day! The only way they can come back is as a ghost or in a dream or something.”

“Well, baby, you aren’t the only one that feels that way. People use fanfiction as a way to fix these mistakes. And I have to say some of this stuff isn’t half bad. Some authors are better writers than the writers on the tv shows.”

“Hmmm….” Dana hummed as she read the screen. “What the hell do these abbreviations mean? WIP? PPS? PWP?”

“Well, WIP is ‘work in progress’… you know… an on going story. And PPS is ‘please post soon’… Get it,” Alice explained ?

“And PWP,” Dana asked catching on to the basic concept of this world Alice was exploring.

“Oh that? That stuff is hot… it means ‘porn without a plot’… and baby do I have some ideas for us now.”

Dana didn’t know what to say for a moment. Finally she said, “Click on that one,” indicating to a title with PWP in the summary.

Alice did what she was told with an indulgent smile.

“What’s the matter,” the blonde asked watching Dana’s curious expression turn into a frown?

“It’s all words.”

“Yeah,” Alice said not understanding were Dana was going with this

“That’s like Playboy without the pictures,” the brunette said standing back up straight. “It makes no sense to me.

Alice couldn’t help the laugh that escaped—Dana just looked too cute with her slightly confused/disappointed face.

Once she recovered Alice said, “Baby come here… let me read this to you” pulling the athlete to sit on her lap, and then proceeded to read her a story.

Alice only made it half way through one steamy scene, before Dana jumped off Alice’s lap and pulled the blonde up with her.

“Dane, what’s wrong,” Alice asked confused?

 “I think we need to make a little PWP of our own,” Dana said pulling Alice away from the computer towards the bedroom causing the journalist to laugh loudly once again.

She wished all her research had this result.

THE END