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Author's Notes: Don't read this if you're under 18 and don't try this at home. Something that suddenly hit me. Hope you like it. Enjoy.
It's never easy for a series to be canceled, particularly for the actors involved. After months and even years to try and entertain people, to have you suddenly told you weren't good at it really hurt. And for the two main stars of the newly canceled "Popular," there was pretty much only one way to handle it all.
Leslie Bibb and Carly Pope were getting drunk.
Least ways, that was the plan but the local bartender wasn't exactly playing along. He had seen actors and actresses before around this time and knew that a drinking binge was the last thing they needed right now so cut them off, forcing the two to drown their sorrows on soda pop.
"Bastards!" Leslie yelled for about the fifth time in the last ten minutes. She brushed at her long blond hair, wearing a simple pair of jeans and shirt, a far cry from the usual stylish ensembles her character (former character) wore on the show. "How can they do this to us?"
"I'm sorry, what was it you were saying just the other week?" Carly said sarcastically. "With 'Buffy' and 'Roswell' gone, they *have* to keep us?" Shaking her head, causing her long curly black hair to rustle behind her, Carly sipped at her Coke, grateful that the booth in the back of the bar kept her and Leslie hidden from the rest of the crowd so no one saw her co-star erupt in anger. She brushed at her light windbreaker over her dark blue shirt, her jeans the same style as Leslie's. Although they played opposites on the show, the two were a lot alike, both gorgeous, both grateful for the chance to become successful and now both unemployed.
"They could have at least given us some warning," Leslie complained. "At least let us do a decent final episode, right? No, they just up and yank us off, no explanation, no nothing."
"No explanation? Leslie, did you ever actually see our ratings?" Carly said, raising an eyebrow.
"Oh, come on, we're on the WB. They're keeping shows with worse ratings than ours."
"Come on, Les, let's face it. We were lucky to get a second season and you know it. Besides, they've yanked shows a lot better than ours because of poor numbers. It's a business to them, they don't really care about us. Far as they're concerned, actresses like us are a dime a dozen, they can get us anywhere for anything."
"Yeah," Leslie nodded. "You know what's going to hurt the most? Not seeing the guys on the set everyday."
"Yeah, I'm going to miss them," Carly said. She paused before smiling sadly. "I'm going to miss you, Leslie. It's been great talking to you on set."
"Hey, we're not going to be strangers," Leslie said. "We can still talk now and then."
"Yeah, but it will be tough without being able to see each other every day," Carly said.
"And you know how other projects will keep us busy. I just hope we don't slide into Hollywood oblivion, we can make some future in TV or movies."
"Still sucks," Leslie sighed, sipping at her drink. "It just sucks so much. What the hell are we supposed to do now?"
"I don't know," Carly sighed, shrugging. "Just get drunk, I guess." "I'm not sure if that's the right idea." Leslie and Carly both looked up to see a woman standing before them. She was dressed in a light brown suit that fixed well to her tight figure, short red hair in a professional cut, smiling at them as she took a seat near their booth. "I'm sorry, I hate to intrude but I couldn't help overhearing. I'm Candace, I'm a therapist and I was wondering if you wanted to talk."
"Hey, we're canceled, not crazy," Leslie said, rolling her eyes.
"Look, I see actors a lot in my job and I know it hurts more than it may seem," Candace said in a calm tone perfected to put people at ease and managing to do the job well. "I really think you two need to see the positive outlook on all this. I mean, you two really connected, it seemed. It's nice to see a friendship blossom and grow and I hope you two can keep that going even now that the show is gone."
"I was just saying that," Leslie said. "But Carly here is a little more doom and gloom."
"I'm just saying it's hard to keep something like that going now that we won't see each other all the time," Carly said defensively.
"Well, it can be hard, I know," Candace said, leaning forward, one hand moving slowly towards her neck. It reached just inside her blouse, pulling out a light gold pendant attached to a chain. Still leaning forward, Candace held up the pendant, not too obtrusive, making it seem like she was fiddling with it, while tugging at the chain slightly, letting the pendant spin a bit in the air.
"Maybe the two of you have to try and put aside all these worries," Candace said calmly, letting the pendant spin a bit. "You have to try and put those worries aside, girls, both of you have to put those worries aside. Just relax and try to forget all your worries, Carly, Leslie, just try to forget all your worries as you relax, girls, both of you just have to try and relax, just relax, just forget all your worries and relax, both of you just have to forget all your worries and relax, just relax, forget all your worries and relax, girls, just forget all your worries and relax. Just try to relax, girls, just sit there and try to relax, girls, just sit there and forget all your worries and just relax, Leslie, Carly, just relax."
Both Carly and Leslie were slumping slightly in their seats, watching the pendant spin, throwing brief flashes of light onto their faces as Candace talked to them. Their minds had been caught off-guard by her commanding attitude as well as their long night of talking and drinking, leaving them open for Candace's well practiced hypnotic skills. "Just feel yourselves relaxing, girls, feel yourselves relaxing. You can feel all the tension leave your bodies, you can feel all the tension and anxiety and fear leave your body, you can feel it all leave your body as you feel yourselves relaxing more and more, girls, you feel yourselves relaxing more and more, you're relaxing more and more. With every breath you take, you feel yourself relaxing, you feel all the tension leave your body and you're relaxing more and more, both in body and mind, you're relaxing, you're relaxing more and more in body and mind.
"And your bodies are so relaxed now, girls, so very relaxed, all the tension is leaving your bodies and you're so relaxed and you love it, girls. Carly, Leslie, you both love feeling this relaxed, you love feeling this relaxed, girls, you love feeling this relaxed, it's so good to feel this relaxed, girls, you love feeling this relaxed, you just love it, girls. You want to relax more and more, girls, you both want to relax more and more with every moment, just fall deeper and deeper into relaxation, girls, both of you are loving this as you become more and more relaxed, girls, you both feel so very, very relaxed and you want to relax completely, relax completely, girls, just relax completely, shut your eyes and relax completely, girls, just shut your eyes and relax completely."
Both Leslie and Carly's eyes fluttered and shut, their bodies slumping in the booth as Candace lowered the pendant, smiling at the two entranced stars. "Carly, Leslie, you are both now totally relaxed, both of you are totally and completely relaxed and you love feeling this way. As you listen to my voice, you feel more and more relaxed, girls, more and more relaxed, so very relaxed. Now, as you relax, girls, listen carefully to my voice........"
Leslie's apartment was a modest one but it was nice enough for what Candace had in mind. She had taken off her top coat and was seated in a chair, looking at Leslie and Carly. The two women sat on the bed facing one another, naked, their clothes strewn about on the floor. They had similar builds, Leslie a bit thinner, both with firm breasts and nice asses, trim bushes showing off their different colors. Both stared blankly forward into each other's eyes.
"All right, Carly, Leslie," Candace said carefully. "Follow your instructions. Go ahead and kiss."
Slowly, the two moved forward, their lips pressing together. It was slow and tentative at first but in a few seconds, the kiss grew, both women soon filled with passion as they kissed long and hard, tongues hooking together as they came forward and embraced, breasts rubbing against one another as they kissed long and hard. Carly let one hand move down Leslie's chest, past her firm breasts as she lay her co-star down.
Carly straddled Leslie's body, her knee resting on the sheets in between Leslie's long and thin legs, her other leg lying on the bed as she moved down, kissing Leslie as she worked her hand down her body and to her clit. She slowly pushed her fingers into Leslie's pussy, working them around and inside the pussy, fingering her friend as they kissed. Leslie broke off the kiss, moaning as she felt Carly's hand go at her, her moans increasing as Carly began licking at her firm breasts, tongue tickling the nipples as she went at her friend, her hand working in harder and faster, fingers shuffling around Leslie's clit harder. Carly's tongue kept right at Leslie's chest, licking at the soft curves as she kept pushing her hand around Leslie's pussy, their legs bending and unbending as pleasure began to take over both of them, Leslie's juices beginning to drip onto Carly's fingers. With a shout of pleasure, Leslie came, blasting her cum onto Carly's hand, her cry of pleasure cut off when Carly moved in and kissed her hard on the mouth.
They spent a few moments kissing, Carly pulling out her hand as she and Leslie rolled around on the bed, Leslie pushing Carly down and kissing her hard on the mouth. She moved down Carly's body, moving to her breasts where she proceeded to pay Carly back for the tit- licking she'd given her earlier, tongue sliding around her nipples as she took one breast in her mouth and suckled on it long and hard, Carly cooing in absolute pleasure at the feeling of Leslie's mouth on her tits.
Leslie broke off and moved down Carly's body, kissing the flat stomach before coming to the dark bush between her legs. She paused to inhale the scent of sex before pushing her face into Carly's pussy, her tongue sliding out and into her lips. Carly moaned, her legs hooking around Leslie's face, holding her in tight as she kept right on licking, her tongue sliding in and around the blond pussy as she began to lap away furiously. Carly's moans grew louder as she felt Leslie lick her out, reaching up to play with her breasts, pushing them together and moaning long and hard as Leslie's tongue worked on her. Leslie slid her hands under Carly's body so she could grip her ass, squeezing the cheeks hard as she kept at her friend's pussy, tongue working away like mad at her pussy, Carly's arousal coming forth onto her. Carly threw her head back, dark curly hair haloing her ecstatic face as she came, crying out as she shot her juices out and onto Leslie's waiting mouth, her friend licking away the first of what would be several orgasms by the time the night was over.
Leslie sighed, shuffling in the bed as she slowly came awake. She paused, feeling a warm body next to her, one arm draped over her chest. She looked over to see Carly next to her, sleeping deeply. "Carly?!" Leslie shrieked, waking her friend up, who looked at Leslie and immediately yelled in shock. The two backed away, immediately realizing they were naked and showing all the signs of a night of passion. "Oh, god, we couldn't have been that drunk," Leslie moaned.
"You weren't." The two looked up to see Candace standing there, still in her business suit, smiling at them. "It was something else that got you together."
"You----" Leslie said, memories flooding in. "You did this! You hypnotized us!"
"Yes, I did," Candace nodded. "And I have to say you two are excellent subjects, better than I had thought."
"For your playthings?" Carly said angrily. "No," Candace said. "No, this was just you. Okay, I peeked a bit, but it was just you two."
"You made us do this?" Carly asked, stunned.
"No," Candace said carefully. "I didn't. I can't make you do something you didn't want to do. But you two had these feelings towards each other all along, both afraid of acting on them because you were afraid how the other one would feel."
She let that info drift, enjoying the sight of Carly and Leslie stare at each other in astonishment. "You really wanted me?" Carly said.
"I guess," Leslie said. "I just didn't know how you'd feel. I mean, I barely knew how I feel."
"Same here," Carly said. She smiled as the memory hit her. "It was good, wasn't it? It was damn good."
"Got that right," Leslie smiled back. She glanced up at Candace. "So, what now?"
"You have a choice," Candace said. "I can put you back under and make you forget all of this, this whole thing, it will all be a dream. Or....you can try and make something out of it. Your show's gone, you might as well have something, right? It's your decision. What do you say?"
Carly turned to Leslie. "Well? What do you think?"
Leslie bit her lip. "I....liked being with you. I liked it a lot. I want to try it more."
"I liked it too," Carly said. "I've never....been with a woman before but....it's different somehow with you. I want to see if it can work. At least for a while, we can have something."
"I'm game," Leslie said, smiling. "If you are."
Carly and Leslie looked at each other for a long moment, then at her and nodded. "Okay, we'll give it a try."
"As you wish," Candace said. "One thing, though." She picked up the pendant and spun it. Both Carly and Leslie's faces went blank, slipping back into a trance as Candace talked. "You will remember what I tell you to remember, girls. You will forget what I tell you to forget......"
Carly blinked. "Um, did something just happen?"
"Not that I know of," Leslie said, moving towards her. "Although maybe we can fix that." She leaned in and kissed the brunette, Carly closing her eyes as she answered, the two lying back, their bodies merging together for a moment before Carly went towards Leslie's pussy. As she slid her face in and started to lick, neither she nor Leslie were aware of the woman walking down the hallway. The woman who, if they could remember what she had done for them, would have remained quite popular with them both.
THE END
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