We all have some beef, brawn or petty peeve,
Found festering inside that we need to relieve.
So bless those calendar gods whose reverence we speak,
For November 9th - 12th is National Pet Peeve Week.
What?! You never realized such a grand event exists?
A special occasion to be free of angst that persists.
So get going, start venting—things that cringe, bother and beleaguer,
It’s the sure-fire formula for making yourself feel much better.
Like people who make small talk under bathroom stalls,
Don’t they realize I seek solitude once and for all?!
Good grief, there are telemarketers who insist it’s "Free, Free, Free,"
Then I’m stuck with the bill to be paid by me, me, me.
Watching movies I always seem to miss the crucial plot,
Due solely to mindless prattle that just won’t stop.
At the gym I see women who are not exactly "light,"
Can I just say—spandex is a privilege, not a right.
Everywhere I look I’m plagued by ads for things I’d never buy,
Irksome internet pop-up windows—hard to tell what’s not a lie.
Can’t watch the big game so record it the night before,
Then some knowing fink goes and tells me the score!
Ranting and peeving could fill libraries, books and pages,
And frankly with pet peeves there are so many stages.
But the biggest…most irksome…most bothersome Pet Peeve of all time,
Is when you’re expecting the words in a poem to go.

In a Dark Heart

Message from Wander. Maybe one day she'll join LJ and maybe even write us a smut.

Campaign links to all we've done: And yes you can still participate in emailing and sending in a postcard. Thank you all who participated for voicing yourself and at the same time showing your appreciation to Marian Aguilera and Laura Sanchez. Not once did we disrespect the actresses. I want to thank you all for a clean and professional campaign. I wish MA can come out and thank you, but we'll see what her boss says. In the mean time I can say that she did appreciate all this and was touched. Stay positive and upbeat. Don't let others take away your hopes and pull you down. No One out there will leak any real authentic news. Just wait for the announcements from your entertainment news source :) Remember television is a business and negotiations are ALWAYS going on, whether you're the actor, producer, writer, director, or editor; it's a business. Thank you all and remember to stay positive and pursue what you believe in with no fear. 

So many writers with nothing to say 
The same thoughts written in a differant way 

Each new idea that seems so grand 
Falls short of ideals and short of hand 

Collapsed under weight of previous lines 
Written by writers with much greater minds 

The best of the best are still frozen in time 
Captured through novels and occational rhyme 

But what can we say that hasn't been thought 
Seeking out words that were allready sought 

Stuttering pens attached to a hand 
Spurting out lines that couldn't be planned 

Simple ideas are lost in the moment 
Recaptured at night in bed-tossing torment 

A million pens itching to scratch it in stone 
A thousand lips parting to let out a groan 

Papers are crumpled and strewn on the floor 
Two poems are banished and replaced by five more 

Thought and ideas that didn't sound right 
Keep you up thinking half of the night 

Continuous reading through every last line 
Numbing the feelings that made it sublime 

Few leave a legacy scribbled in gold 
Everyone yearning to break through the mold 

There are too many people who want to be heard 
Everyone screaming to get the last word 

Without the great the wisdom that must be imparted 
by most of the writers whom life has regarded 

So why do we struggle as "artists" through time 
Hoping one day we'll perfect a great rhyme 

Because we need to do something to get it all out 
And explain to ourselves what life is about

 

 

I told Silvia I have a plan to get her father to let us go on vacation for a week. But in reality, I was only saying that to sound smart to Silvia. I have no plan, no idea how I am going to get Don Lorenzo to let Silvia and I run off together for a week. But I better come up with something quick.

 

There’s two options.

 

One. I could walk up to Silvia’s dad and ask him politely to give us a week off. If he asks why. I will simply tell him Silvia needs a break, and pray that he will say yes. But the word, “no” seems to come out of his mouth as his instant reaction to me.

 

Two. I could come use the covert persuasion tactics, that is just me.

 

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The rest of the team were about to head out the door as I approached the Commissioner.

 

"Hey um Don Lorenzon," I started.

 

"Yes," he said agitatedly.

 

"Right. . .," I began again. "I-I was w-wondering if, if."

 

"If, if if, what Miranda??," Don Lorenzo taunting Pepa’s blundering.

 

"Never mind," Pepa said. And began to turn and walk away with her head drooped low. Hoping DL will call her back, covert tactic #2, use body language, act the way you normally wouldn’t, but be vague.

 

"Wait Miranda," Don Lorenzo said. “If you have something to say, say it.”

 

“Well”, Pepa said as she pulls out her folder of Spain’s top destinations with maps, and phone numbers, and hotels along the road. Pepa blurts out anxiously and in short breaths, “Well, Don Lorenzo, I was thinking, since Paco and Lola are having problems, and I have been living there, and Silvia seems to be getting stressing more by the day, when she comes by the place, that I , I . .  , I  want to help your daughter relax and get away.”

 

“Are you saying you want my daughter to run from her problems like you do Miranda?” Stated the commissioner with a tone of frustration and anger.

 

“No, not at all.” Pepa respond. Think Pepa, think, Covert persuation tactic #13, find and point out a common enemy, Silvia’s temper. “Uhm, actually, you and I both know that Silvia can get quick a temper when she gets stressed.” “and and you never know what to expect or what crazy action she would pull to forget her stress.”

 

The rest of the team stood quite for a moment looking at the two of us. Then people began to move out of the door into the elevator. Just as the doors were almost closed Don Lorenzo and Pepa could hear Curtis say to Rita.

 

"Knowing the red head, she can pull any stunt right about now. If I was the commissioner, I would have her daughter out on an all paid for vacation right about now."

 

Don Lorenzo looked at Pepa for a second who began to turn red with frustration.

 

He cleared his throat. "Think all you want Miranda, but this is what you are going to do for me.”

 

"Absolutely, anything" she said to him.

 

"I have a confession to make, and I hope it doesn't make me any less of a professional but I want you to move out of Paco’s and take Silvia away from San Antonio for a few weeks," Don Lorenzo said.

 

Stunned, Pepa stood there looking dumb. “What, move out of Paco’s?” A smile cross her face and a thought crossed her mind. “But  . . . and and a few weeks away from San Antonio?” We have work to do here commissioner”.

 

Don Lorenzo scoffed, “Don’t worry about anything Miranda here, I will take care of everything. Just make Silvia relaxed and prevent Silvia’s evil head from rearing.”

 

“So what are you waiting for Miranda? Go leave”

 

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That was easier than I thought. I better rush upstairs to Silvia’s lab and tell her the good news.

 

“Ok Silvia, it’s done, let’s head out….” I said as I burst through the laboratory doors. My jaws dropped and I forgot what I was going to say next.

 

When I came out of my thoughts, I noticed as she looked at me -- at my lips and then back into my eyes again. I watched her.

 

Silvia was undressing me with her eyes and inched a little closer only wearing her lab coat. She slowly leaned in to kiss me. And hesitated just an inch from my lips. I could feel her breath, as I am sure she felt mine. A second later, she kissed me. I felt a surge throughout my body. It was amazing. She kissed me a little harder for a few minutes, and then slowly pulled away.

 

She stared into my eyes and ran her fingers down the back of my neck, then down my spine. I shivered.



 

She then pushed my hair out of the way, lowered her lips to my neck and kissed it, then moved back up to my ear lobe. After a moment of teasing me, she grabbed my thigh and pulled herself between my legs, wrapping them around her.

 

She whispered in my ear, "I want you."

 

Feeling her breath on my ear was so hot. It turned me on even more than I already was – if that was possible. It sent a chill up my spine and I bit my bottom lip. She was on top of me now, straddling me and kissing me.



 

After her hands wandered up and down the sides of my body while she was kissing me, she grabbed my hands and held them down above my head. I moved one of my legs and strategically placed it between hers. My leg was still between her thighs at this point and she was gently grinding on it. She was so hot. She let go of my hands for a second and in that instant, I grabbed her and flipped her over onto her back. I climbed on top of her. She tried to get up but I resisted, pushing her shoulders back down onto the lab table. I kissed her hard, then got up and looked at her as I ran my fingers through her hair. I breathed into her ear, "I am moving in with you Silvia."

 

I knew it drove her crazy to not be in control with me.

 

I kissed her earlobe and made my way down her neck. I bit it lightly and then took her shirt off. Her skin, so soft, smelled so amazing. I sat up and looked at her for a second before she pulled me back down on top of her and she pulled my hair as she bit my neck and then kissed down to my clavicle. I then leaned down and kissed her and teased her with my tongue while holding her down. Her hands made their way to the small of my back. Her touch made my muscles tighten.

She pulled me closer to her and sucked my neck as she moved me onto my side and ran her hand down my body. I shivered slightly again and breathed out. She bit my lower lip and slid her hand under my shirt. Ran her fingers along the seam of my bra. Then she kissed me as she unhooked my bra and pushed me onto my back again, pulling my shirt and bra off. She started grinding against me slowly. My breath became heavy and my pelvis began to thrust under her. She continued to kiss me, teasing me with her tongue, sliding it against mine and then slowly pulling away. After a few minutes of this, she completely pulled away and hovered right above my lips. “No you’re not moving in, we have a tripped planned remember”?

 

I know she could feel the heat radiating from me as she pressed her body against mine. If she could get any closer, she'd be inside of me. She knew she was driving me crazy.

 

“Why, do you want to stop, because the first leg of this trip already began Silvia.” I breathed into her ear.

 

She kissed my neck again, knowing that it was my sweet spot. I could feel the blood pulsing through the temple where my neck met my chin and I saw her smile as she lowered her head and sucked it gently. 
She began to run her fingers gently around my nipple. And kissed down my neck again, to my clavicle, then down to my breast, where her fingers had already made my nipple hard. And she licked my nipple and breathed on it, gently pinching it and kissed me there. While she was doing that, she slowly slid one hand down my leg and ran her fingers along the edge of my jeans, just so that I could barely feel it. She looked into my eyes and then kissed me passionately, as she unbuttoned and slowly unzipped them.

 

“No, said Silvia, but we better get . . .” her breathe hitches, “I want to be inside you right now.”

 

Silvia could now feel how wet I was. Silvia said she wanted to be inside of me, but instead of doing anything about it, ran her hands back up my body and pressed my shoulders down and kissed me until it felt like neither of us could take it anymore.

 

She was nearly shaking as I rolled out from underneath her. I pushed her down hard and sat up, and kissed her again as I got on top of her. And she let me.
As I was kissing her . . . .

 

“Cahones” A shout ran through the lab. It was Don Lorenzo. “I thought I told you two to get out of here for the week. I didn’t mean vacation in the lab.

 

I know but I don't
I'm up but I'm down
I'm here but I'm there
I'm wrong but I'm right
Is it day or is it night?
I know everything about nothing
And nothing about everything
I'm headed left but I'm headed right
My world is upside down
Or maybe my world is right side up and I'm upside down
I wear my heart on my sleeve
But my sleeve is hidden
So many tears I cry
But my eyes are dry
I'm alive but I'm dead
Confused yet?
This is ten seconds in my head.

 

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If you really think MA is leaving from that interview we all saw, listen to it closely. She is leaving on vacation (July - Sept) and she doesn't know what happens to Silvia until September. She said she is going to get some sun (oh and sun she got at the beach photo, in the all natural) and some fresh air. And ofcourse she is leaving us. All actors leave us and their character behind when they are not filming, they need a break. 

HECK, why not email or write in a postcard to let the studio know your favorite PepSi moments. The creativity we have here in this forum, show be known by them. Voice it, Share it, Get them to join in the game. 

Note: Wander, get an LJ account, seriously.
 

For information on how you can Save Silvia or Thank Marian and Laura for the great work on PepSi in LHDP, please proceed to the following links.

Sign the petition:http://foros.antena3.com/viewtopic.php?f=28&t=18925

Title: Family Home Evening (Part 2/2)

Rating: NC-17, but I think it should be XXX

Pairing: Pepa/Silvia


Spoilers: None



Summary- This is going to be random things that happened between Pepa and Silvia when they were still in high school and such.



A/N- I have never written anything outside of poetry, and I actually detest writing fiction. BUT just for junebuggy01, I am answering her call for SMUT. Yes, Smut, my first fiction since college and I write smut. So here goes the last and final part. I hope you like it.  Comment regardless you can still form words or not.


Uhmmmm . . . where was I,  zoned out for the moment there, I must remember to breath.

Oh that's right . . . 

Listening to her moans is driving me over the edge. With each thrust into her my own body feels the pleasure of our love. Wanting to make her scream, I flip her over and reposition so that I can enter her from behind. My fingers rubs against her G-spot and our hips move in unison as she reaches the edge of her passion. I can tell she’s coming close to an orgasm and I bite down on her neck while squeezing a breast with my free hand. Pounding into her over and over, until she cries out in the sound of ecstasy and her body collapses.

I laid there for a moment and noticed the red head was no longer by my side.

She grabbed my hand from nowhere and she led me to the bathroom, where she turned on the shower.

I knew what she was up to then. I broke away from her so I could catch my breath. She had her arms around me, and held me while she turned the warm water on.

She stepped in, and brought me with her. The burning water made me flinch, but in a couple of seconds, it felt so good pouring over me. She laid me on the shower floor, and stuck her leg in between my throbbing center.

She kissed me deeply, and with her hand, she started massaging my right breast. My already erect nipples grazed her palm, and she occasionally pinched them with her index finger and thumb.

She slowly made her way down my neck, to my collarbone, to my left breast, where her lips met my nipple. She sucked slowly at first, but once I started panting, she got faster.

I moved my hips so I could feel her leg rub against my opening, and I let out moans of pleasure, and screams of pain. I was getting a rush out of this, and I didn’t want it to stop.

Finally, she got tired of sucking and rubbing, and she lifted her head and met my eyes. She moved her leg out of my wet center, and got out of the shower. I let out a small whimper.

She got back in, and told me to stand up and I obeyed. She knelt down.

She started kissing my stomach, all over. She moved down to my inner thigh, licking. She was teasing me. I was about to cum. I could feel it. But I didn’t want to, without feeling her tongue inside me.

"Silvia...Please..." I moaned.

"Shhh." she said.

And then I felt her tongue slip inside of me. She started licking in circles, going from slow to fast, and back to slow. I was losing control. I grabbed hold of her wet red hair, and pulled her in farther.

My knees got shaky, and I had to grip the wall for balance. I moaned so loud I’m surprised the neighbors couldn’t hear us.

She felt me shaking, and she stopped.

I started yelling, telling her not to do that and to keep going.

She stood and put a hand over my mouth.

She took her left hand and put two fingers in me. I breathed a sigh of relief, for only a second, then I started panting as her fingers got faster.

I felt my throbbing, and getting so wet, and so close to cumming.

Finally, I screamed, and my wetness flowed all over Silvia’s hands. 



She let me sit as the water flowed over my body.

Relaxing.

Silvia sat in my lap, her back to mine.

"I love you, you know that? You're everything I've ever wanted. You’re so sexy."

And with that said, I reached around her, and started fingering her tightness. She squirmed and tried to move so she could face me, but I held her in place. I kissed her neck, moving my fingers faster as she made the sexiest moaning noises.

"Faster, Pepa. Oh. Finger fuck me. Now. I’m so close to cumming!"

I got faster, and like she did with me, I stopped. I let go of her body, and she turned around and had the angriest look on her face.

It was the lust-angry look. She knew I was teasing her, and she wouldn’t be having any of that.

She bent down and bit so hard on my nipple, I cried out in pain. I got on top of her, my hand still in place, and sucked roughly on her erect nipples, going from the right one to the left. She started shaking, her orgasm coming on.

Pepa... PEPA... PEPAaaa!

My face is wet... Is that drool? Oh shit! I must have fallen asleep in the kitchen. Dreaming my teenage dreams.

I walk waveringly into the living room and I see my wife laughing and screaming, calling for me. . .

Ja Ja, I laugh to myself.

We were having a family game night and my wife is sitting with Paco, Sarah and our kids. Well I better get over there, I thought to myself. And live out the dreams I dreamt with my wife.

Title: Family Home Evening (Part 1/2)
Rating: NC-17, but I think it should be XXX
Pairing: Pepa/Silvia

Spoilers: None


Summary- Still before their first kiss or is it . . . 

A/N- I have never written anything outside of poetry, and I actually detest writing fiction. BUT just for junebuggy01, I am answering her call for SMUT. Yes, Smut, my first fiction to write on my own free will and I write smut. So here goes and I hope you like it. I wouldn't even call this SMUT, I call it PORN. Oh BTW this is dedicated to junebuggy01, but not in a creepy way.

It was Monday and my big brother Paco decided to have a family home evening activity thing. Have the family come together for game night and possibly bible study after, he said it would be enriching for little Sarah.

Are you kidding me? Unfortunately my parents have been fighting again and I need a place to hide out for the night. I decided to accept my brother’s invitation, anything is better than sitting home being an excuse to their bickering.

I walked through Paco’s door and I was immediately jumped by the shy red head.

Joder . . . what’s the hell?

Hola Pepa . . . aren’t you excited, we are playing Cranium tonight.

And she skips back into the living room and settles herself next to Sarah. Ja, I chuckle to myself, she has such a adorable skip, especially with that smile.

Oh well, I’m going to skip over into the kitchen and grab a bite before all this boredom, hell, why would I want to play Cranium. Besides, Silvia’s gonna kick my ass. I settle myself by the kitchen table with some pasta.

Pepa . . . PEPA . . .PEPAaaa

I jerked,  awaken by a sweet kiss to the cheeks and the call of my name. I felt the heat on my cheeks and my head is getting warm . . .

I took two deep breaths, I opened my eyes. I was most thankful for taking those last two inhales, because I lost my breath when I saw what was there with a big grin. Silvia was sickeningly beautiful. Her naturally red curly hair was now straightened, and it fell just on the small of her back, which looked amazing. Her pale skin seemed to shine against her navy blue dress, which stopped about four inches above her knee (which I had no problem with of course).

Jolin, when did she change into that? And where did everyone else go?

Please?" her voice was barely above a whisper.

She grabbed my hand and I told myself it wasn’t a big deal, and that she was probably going to drag me over to the rest of the family, because I was dosing off in the kitchen. She turned towards me, and grabbed my other hand.

"Whoa. Wait…what’s going on?" my mind thought. My heart pounded in my ears and I impatiently waited for her to speak. But no words ever left her mouth.

Silvia began to say something, but all I can see is her lips moving. Thankfully I put in the appropriate "mmhmms" and "oh yeahs" where they needed to be, because if I had to say more, I don’t think my brain could have functioned right. The way my breath caught when I saw her breasts show through her dress, I kept imagining how it would feel if I could be against her, my hands roaming all around her body, and kissing those soft lips...

I was jolted out of my fantasy for a sudden by a sudden hug . . .I must have acknowledged something right for her to be so giddy all of a sudden.

Savoring her arms wrapped around me I lean down and kiss the back of her hand. I savor this sensation. She is here with me and the rest of the world quietly recedes.

Slowly turning, I press her arm against my chest so as not to break the hold she has on me. Seeing those dark brown eyes that have followed my dreams melt away the distance and I bury my face in her neck.

Pulling apart briefly we come together in a kiss. Timidly at first. But the longing quickly breaks through as my tongue tastes hers.

Going underneath her navy blue dress my hands wrap around her breasts finding nipples that are taut and full. A moan escapes as I pinch down on that firm nipple, rolling it between my fingers. Both of us are already breathing heavy as she takes my hand and leads us out of the kitchen.

In an instant I can see that she has been anticipating this evening as well. And it wasn’t for FHE or that silly Cranium game.

Eagerly she pulls my shirt over my head and immediately her mouth is sucking my breast.

My knees feel weak and I push her back onto the couch climbing on top. We kiss long, hard and deep. It feels like every nerve in my body is firing as I undress her first with my eyes and then with my hands. Kissing each part of her body as it is exposed. Tasting her with my tongue, my hands caressing her shoulders, her back and those breasts. I can feel the shiver on her body.

She reaches up and unbuttons my jeans, one button at a time as I watch. Her fingers find their way in and I want to scream for her to please touch me. Instead, I pull off her panties and then discard my jeans. Now both naked I lay down on top of her and press my thigh between her legs as I whisper how much I’ve wanted her, been craving her – craving us.

The sticky, slick wetness that greets my thigh lets me know that she is wanting me as much as I want her. I slide my leg down and back up so that her clit rubs against my skin. Just as wet, I’m afraid my juices are dripping everywhere. We embrace and I let my hand slip down between her legs. As I finger her clit, another finger presses inside. Her hips rise up to push my hand in further and I can feel the walls of her vagina squeezing me.

I grab her wrists in one hand and press them over her head as I straddle her hips. Letting the tip of my finger rest against her pubic mound I press back and forth, teasing her with the movement.

Locking her eyes with mine reaching down I felt her guide my fingers. Slipping inside I push deep and then draw it back out only to plunge in hard and fast again and again. Her eyes close as I lose her to the joy of being fucked. To heighten the stimulation I kiss her breast and nibble all around the nipple. I move down and applied my tongue.

Listening to her moans is driving me over the edge. With each thrust into her my own body feels the pleasure of our love. Wanting to make her scream, I flip her over and reposition so that I can enter her from behind. My fingers rubs against her G-spot and our hips move in unison  . . . (to be continued)