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Quality Time  by Lindorien 21 Review(s)
daw the minstrelReviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/28/2004
I am enjoying this well done sensual story. I feel for the frustration of the poor couple.

Author Reply: Faramir thanks you for your kind comments, Daw, and humbly beseeches that should you have any ideas for how he can relieve his frustrations that you email the author and let her know.

And thanks for well-done and sensual. I am trying for the balance of fun and romance. Probably because some of our funniest moments happen when we least expect it.

CrimsonReviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/28/2004
"So - are your friends still your friends, or do you all just turn your heads and pretend you don't know each other when you meet?"
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Hahaha! Yes, we're all still friends. We can't really escape each other because we're sort of related. They are my brother's "in-laws" (i.e. the wife is my sister-in-law's sister).

However, we were all a bit unsure of ourselves the next morning at breakfast. I was nursing a slight hangover. (Yes, that's right -- "slight hangover," a remarkable act of self-restraint for one who was tired, traumatized, and stuck in a bar till 3 AM with a bunch of off-duty Irish cops -- and boy do they know how to party! All I can say is thank God for public transportation.)

But as I was saying... at breakfast the next morning, I had no intention of mentioning the occurrence the night before, but if I tell myself not to mention something, it usually outs itself one way or another. "Could you pass the corn flakes?" turned into "Could you pass the porn flakes? I mean flicks! I mean flakes! I mean -- oh sh**! I am so sorry about walking in on you last night! I really am! Please forgive me for not calling you and letting you know I was gonna be home early!"

The husband practically spit out his coffee laughing. The wife turned twenty shades of red and said, "Oh God, we're not going to talk about it are we? Let's just forget it ever happened please."

She then proceeded to explain why it was all his fault. "I told him not on the living room floor!"

He countered that with, "Hey, you didn't seem to be protesting too much!"

"I did too!"

"Sure at first it was all, 'no, honey, not here...' but then you said, 'well okay...'"

Does the phrase "too much information" come to mind? I quietly excused myself, making up some urgent excuse to disappear for the day.

But as I said, we're all still friends. However, the true test of our friendship will occur next fall when they visit me in LA with their (now) two children. I don't expect any mishaps -- as I have locks, no children, and no pets. But after reading your story, I'm a little nervous. At least they're not bringing their dog... And really, how much trouble can a 4 and 6 year old get into? Not much, right?

On second thought, maybe I should contact my insurance company and see if they have a policy covering houseguests.


Author Reply: **Lindorien scribbles furiously**

Wait, wait! Slow down! I can't remember my shorthand! Yes - look for shadows of your story in future chapters!

You question how much trouble a 4 and a 6 year old can get into? Lindorien said slowly.

**walks off silently shaking head, mentally willing Crimson to put all breakables securely away with much padding, remove dried flower arrangements and put cheerful and easily washed cotton throws over EVERYTHING in the house.**

frodo16424Reviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/28/2004
ROFLOL! Priceless! Especially "come", "fetch" and "pounce" Poor Faramir! Great story.

Author Reply: Glad you are liking it Frodo. Poor, poor Faramir. He'll figure out something. He's supposed to be the smart one, right?

ArielReviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/28/2004

ROTFLMAO!!!

*Wipes tears from her eyes*

Oh, dear... you have dogs too? HEHEHEHEHEH... I can SO see this happening! LOL!

Ariel
(who has been present during many incidents of 'canis interuptis')

Author Reply: I can so see this happening also! In fact, I think I have!

There is also that horrible condition knownh as 'felinus interuptis'. Or how about when the canus goes for the felinus at the most inopportune of moments?

perhaps a later chapter.

eokatReviewed Chapter: 2 on 3/28/2004
Yes I would think that their eldest son would have known the spoken innuendo between Eowyn and Faramir.The end with the dog is hilarious.Keep going, this is great.

Author Reply: Yes, I shall keep going, as soon as Writer's Block sets in elsewhere.

** Lindorien checks watch**

Probably half an hour or so!

Thanks for reading! I shall have to do something with Faramir and Elboron. I am certain the apple does not fall far from the tree.

eokatReviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/28/2004
What a super start, straight to the nitty gritty. And so true to married life, especially married life with small children. Look forward to future chapters.

Author Reply: I do like to drop my readers right into the, um, middle of things, so to speak.

Glad you are liking this!

CrimsonReviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/27/2004
I don't usually write replies to author's replies, but after reading yours and -- forgive me -- laughing my a** off at the sorry state your animals and children put you in, I was reminded of an awkward situation I once found myself in and thought it might make a good plot twist for your story.

When I was an undergrad, I spent a summer in New York City doing research, among other things, and was staying with a young married couple who had just had their first child. As you can well imagine, this new addition to their life didn't afford them much quality time alone together. I was out and out about town during most of my stay, but one evening after a very long and strange day, I came home earlier than they expected.

And boy were they surprised!

We all were...

I entered the front door and announced myself: "Hello, I'm back early! What a day!" And in my periphery I spotted a half-dressed couple interrupted in the act of coupling on their living room floor. I literally did an about face and headed right back out the door, saying, "Don't worry! I didn't see a thing! I'm gonna find a bar. I'll be back at 3 AM!"

So, in addition to children and pets, be sure to include a few unexpected house guests at Emyn Arnen!


Author Reply:
Taking notes: unexpected houseguests. Absolutely. Emyn Arnen is a big place. I guess they would be LOST and WANDERING AROUND unexpected house guests.

Plot lines cheerfully stolen and ever appreciated. Thanks Crimson!

So - are your friends still your friends, or do you all just turn your heads and pretend you don't know each other when you meet?

teresaReviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/27/2004
oh sweeeet! And so... realistic! I wonder how they ever got as far as five?

Thanks, Lindorien!

Author Reply: Yes - Faramir begins to wonder the same thing. I hope you enjoy the res of it, Teresa. This one's for you!

IthilReviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/27/2004
LOL! This is one funny funny story. I'm checking up on this one. I feel sorry for Eowyn and Faramir, those bunnies. His little comment about buying the children was just to much, I fell out of my chair. Maybe they should send the kids to Rohan, y'know for some quality time with their favorite Uncle...I'm sure they'd find a way to spend the time together. Or maybe they should just lock their door...or their kids doors.

Author Reply: Can't lock the kids in, can't lock one's own doors. At least - not when its dark outside. Faramir is resourceful, he will come up with something.

Or perish in the effort!

Rohan is an idea...

CrimsonReviewed Chapter: 1 on 3/27/2004
Or maybe they should just get a lock on their door...

Funny story! I especially liked your double entendre with the various meanings of the word "billet."



Author Reply: Locks can't be used with little children. They flip out if they can't get to mommy and daddy. Heck, we can't even CLOSE our doors around here yet. Hopefully by the time they get to high school...

And if then there are the issues of trying to lock out the animals. They mew and they scratch and they whimper, which will surely wake up the children and set them to doing the same!

nonono - I'm afraid 'creativity' is the watchword by the time one loses this much control over one's life. Glad you liked it the story! I think this definitely comes under the heading of 'fluff'.

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