Fan Fiction

    This story has been set to a rating of R. Age verification is required to proceed.

    Age Verification

    I am years of age as of today, November 12, 2026

    Enter your current age into the field provide above. Stories with a rating of R or NC-17 may contain material not suitable for children. LesFan requires that all individuals wishing to read these stories confirm they are of at least 17 years of age. LesFan uses the MPAA rating labeling system for all stories.

    LesFan will also make a best attempt to filter profane words in stories that are not rated R or NC-17 unless the individual confirms they are of at least 17 years of age.

    LesFan uses the following rating scale for stories.






    Submit

    Work In Progress

     

    “You can’t blame her” Jodie said “you’ve brought a certain class to the faculty.  You’ve even managed to bridge the gap between me and the suits.”

     

    “Oh” Bette chuckled and shook her head “believe me it was no walk in the park.”

     

    “But I’ve learned to own up to my shit” Jodie signed “and not be afraid to take the risks that matter the most.”

     

    “Why do I have a feeling that you’re no longer talking about work?”  Bette smiled.

     

    “I have no idea why you feel that way” Jodie denied.

     

    “Uh huh” Bette said then signed “whatever she’s doing to you is definitely good.”

     

    “She’s not doing anything to me, I’m doing her” Jodie tried to act alpha.

     

    “Sure” Bette nodded in mock agreement, “I still don’t understand how you ended up with someone as beautiful as Monique.”

     

    “I’ve got skills honey” Jodie bragged.  “She digs my culinary skills.”

     

    “I’ve got culinary skills myself” Bette couldn’t help but add in.

     

    “Hmph” Jodie shook her head then signed “Not the meat loaf and mashed potatoes kind.  I’m talking cuisines.”

     

    “I’ve got those too” Bette chuckled “let’s just say that Tina shows her appreciation in the bedroom over what I can do in the kitchen.”

     

    “Do I detect a challenge” Jodie sat up and looked Bette dead in the eyes.

     

    “Cook off” Bette offered with a tilt of her head.

     

    “Fine” Jodie agreed “name the time and place.”

     

     

     

    Jenny walked into Helena’s personal office and plopped herself on one of the big leather chairs.

     

    “Hey” Jenny sighed.

     

    “Hello Jennifer” Helena looked up from her lap top and smiled.

     

    “Okay” Jenny narrowed her eyes at her friend, “no one calls me Jennifer unless I’m in trouble.”

     

    “Or when someone is going to make you an offer you cannot refuse” Helena countered as she placed her elbows on her enormous desk.

     

    “Look” Jenny sat up in her chair “I’ve been staying away from the set or anything pertaining to the movie.  What is she going to do get a restraining order on me?”

     

    “No restraining order” Helena smiled at her “why would they do that when you work for the studio?”

    Comments

    Leave a Reply