And So It Goes - Part 2

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[canciona.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhh! MORE. Now. Please?

Really liking this, can't wait for the next part!

[crsty1961.livejournal.com]

But all he says is, "Going for a shower - find yourself some breakfast if you like," and Dom nods, and Billy goes into the bathroom and climbs in under the powerful spray of water, vehemently repeating under his breath, "Never gonna fall in love again. Never gonna fall in love again."


Now STOP that Billy!!! *stomps foot*
Dommie loves you always has, let him in!!
Good work, THANK YOU, I'm so happy you posted this!! More soon, yes?

[darkerbreed.livejournal.com]

Awww! I just love this. Anxiously awaiting the next part.

[desire-billy.livejournal.com]

This is SOOOO perfect. Please more soon. I was hanging on every word!

[suede-scripture.livejournal.com]

Oh! Bills, please come to your senses!

[trash-puppet.livejournal.com]

Nnggh!

That's about all I can manage at this time in the morning.

This fic is so awkward its lovely! Get it together, Boyd! *pokes Billy*

Spiky haired...

[(Anonymous)]

...Spiky haired jellyfish
...he's never enjoyed not seeing a film so much
......Love these descriptions.There's something about comedy that teeters on the brink of tragedy that really appeals to me Wall-to-wall angst doesn't do it,but your fiction hits me where it hurts.But I see a bad moon rising......
Gillian.

[philomel.livejournal.com]

I'm just gonna wrap this story around me and curl myself into bed. Screw the silly old cotton blanket - it won't keep me as warm as this does.

So, so lovely.

[aire-blair.livejournal.com]

The Incredible Human Duvet - Can I order one of these from Bed, Bath & Beyond?? 'Cos I'm thinkin' it he would be lovely to have around me the house.

Pip, you never fail to deliver! And I hope you've got the next part ready to go, SOON, if not, NOW! Please?? *stares at you 'til my contacts dry up and fall out*

Erin
luvsitluvsitluvsitluvsit

[krystalshay.livejournal.com]

A week-long deal... I foresee much angst in this story!

Another brilliant segment Pip, I can't wait for the next installment!!!

[bibliotech.livejournal.com]

OMG, this is gorgeous. Doesn't hurt that it also has a shoutout for vensre, since I happen to luff Ven more than anything on the internet.

I can't wait for the next part!

[subtle-dusk.livejournal.com]

Billy goes into the bathroom and climbs in under the powerful spray of water, vehemently repeating under his breath, "Never gonna fall in love again. Never gonna fall in love again."

With Dom as the prospect? Fat chance.

Eating it all up, by the way :)

[unstealthy.livejournal.com]

And the hits just keep on coming...

More wonderful stuff. Roll on, part 3!

*sighs with pleasure*

[zahz87.livejournal.com]

*happy sigh* Loves!

[ali-jayne.livejournal.com]

Oh, so lovely. I just love your writing, and this story. Wonderful installment!

I really like the direction you've taken this. A "trial run" on a relationship! This is a really cute idea! And I know that things are only going to get more complicated, but I can't wait!

[http://users.livejournal.com/leprechaun_/]

You put me in the perfect dilemma:

Naturally, I want Billy to admit that he loves Dom, too, "and let the sap-feast begin", including some a lot of hotness, of course. ;)

But then, I don't want the story to end, as I love your writing so much...

... so what about the perfect compromise: Place up Part III, like now?

[the-larch.livejournal.com]

God damn but this is a delight! I love this story. I love this story like a mad, crazy thing. I am digging it like a madman. You are so good.

[cincodemaygirl.livejournal.com]

Really liked this bit:
so deeply, bonelessly asleep that it's like being embraced by a particularly large, spiky-haired jellyfish

and here at the end, I am powerfully reminded of a Dorothy Parker poem:

Symptom Recital
I do not like my state of mind;
I'm bitter, querulous, unkind.
I hate my legs, I hate my hands,
I do not yearn for lovelier lands.
I dread the dawn's recurrent light;
I hate to go to bed at night.
I snoot at simple, earnest folk.
I cannot take the simplest joke.
I find no peace in paint or type.
My world is but a lot of tripe.
I'm disillusioned, empty-breasted.
For what I think, I'd be arrested.
I am not sick. I am not well.
My quondam dreams are shot to hell.
My soul is crushed, my spirit sore:
I do not like me any more.
I cavil, quarrel, grumble, grouse.
I ponder on the narrow house.
I shudder at the thought of men.
I'm due to fall in love again.

♥

[theboysgonehome.livejournal.com]

I'll tickle you until... until... until you've had enough!

A Douglas Adams fan! *is pleased*

*runs off to part 3*