Fic: Pslash! :) Psmith/Mike, "The Book III"

Title: The Book III
Author: Derien
Fandom: P.G. Wodehouse
Pairing: Mike Jackson / Rupert Psmith
Summary: Psmith is still on crutches, Mike is trying to distract him from the frustration.
Disclaimer: Mike and Psmith belong wholly to Wodehouse; their actions in this story belong wholly to me.
Notes: Sequels 'The Book' and 'The Book II.'  Set just after the end of "Mike and Psmith."  They are about seventeen, I guess.  For Tootsiemuppet, with thanks for poking me with a pointy stick.;)

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( Over the next several days Mike automatically took the role of fetching and carrying for Psmith )

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(For those interested, here's the sex that happens after this story...
Two Minutes After

(no subject)

Goat! :)
edited to add: (rowantree's brother's goat.)

*shamelessly cuts and pastes her own comment from rowantree's jou

rowantree's brother's goat, Princess, looks a lot like the evil bitch of a goat we had when I was young. Imagine Princess a little rangier, with longer, sharper, blacker horns and you have Rosie. Rosie hated me with a passion, so far as I could tell, and charged me if I got anywhere near within her range. Oddly enough, she was my mother's beloved pet. When my mother was pregnant with me they lived on an island and as she went into labor during the time of day when the ferry was not running a lobsterman offered to take her and my father over to the hospital in his small motorboat. Reportedly, she refused to get into the boat until Rosie was put into it. My mother must have been half out of her mind with pain is all I can think.