Disclaimer: I got the idea for this fanfic from Cheryl Robert's "Destruction of the Pink Ranger." Just thought I had better mention that. Also, I do not own Saban, et cetera. You know the standard drill by now.

We haven't been given any indication that he plans to hurt us. Other than the fact that we were kidnapped. That's really all I can think of to write about right now.

"Whatcha writing?" Kimberly asked, looking over his shoulder.

"Huh?" Billy asked. "Oh, just decided to start a journal."

"Why would you want to remember any of this?" Kimberly asked. "Even if they are being nice to us, we're still being held here against our will. Wherever here is." She thought back to just two days ago, before any of it had occurred.

"Hey you guys!" Kimberly shouted. "Tommy's comin' home!"

"We're gonna throw a party for him," Trini added with her customary smile.

"All right!" Zack shouted back, throwing his arms up happily. "It's been way too quiet around here."

"That's great," Jason agreed. "When?"

"The end of the week," Kimberly said.

A streak of light suddenly split the sky in half. It hit the opposite side of the park, not causing any actual impact but sending up a bright flash of light. "Whoa!" Jason shouted. Summoning the five Rangers, he whispered, "We should check this out."

"We'll go on ahead," Trini whispered. "You two can get away from Curtis and the others."

"Right," Zack agreed. Billy, Kimberly, and Trini ran across the park.

Tia looked at the three teens running across the park. "Yes Tony! We've got three Rangers on their way over here! I want the blue one!"

"You haven't even seen the red and black Rangers yet," Tony reminded his wife.

"I don't care!" Tia cried happily. "I want the blue one!"

"There are only two females, right?" Tia nodded in reply. "Well, then I want the pink one."

"He's... what, 5'9", and she's like 5'4". They'll make a good match," Tia mused. "Let's take 'em and get out of here."

"Very well," Tony said. Tia watched as the two beings melted away in blue and pink streaks of light. The yellow girl took a few more steps and then began to look around her in confusion. "We got 'em," Tony said.

"Then let's go home," Tia said.

The small spacecraft lifted off of the ground and darted out of the atmosphere.

At least, that's what they assume happened. Tony and Tia had told Kimberly and Billy that's what happened. They didn't say why Billy and Kimberly would make a good match. Tia, who tended to do most of the talking while Tony did most of the action, only told the two enough to keep them confused. Billy and Kimberly remembered being teleported, and then waking up in the bizarre room with no doors, except for the one to the bathroom. Tony and Tia always teleported into the room. The two were an exceptionally attractive couple. Both sported an even tan. Tony had piercing green eyes with tan-colored hair, while Tia had bright blue eyes and hair as black as night. They also had attractive, fit bodies. And they seemed nice. Billy couldn't figure out what the deal was.

Tony broke open a small capsule and poured the clear liquid into Kimberly's soup. He stirred the red broth, thoroughly mixing the liquid. "You're giving the drug to the girl first?" Tia asked with a half-cocked smile.

"It will be more... intriguing this way," Tony said. "Billy strikes me as a gentleman. He would probably refuse to take care of himself."

"Actually, that's exactly what he would try to do," Tia said. "Are you sure that won't work?"

"He... or she... could take care of himself or herself until doomsday and it won't do any good," Tony answered. "This is the good stuff. You know, the whole simultaneous bit."

"We don't have to give him the drug?" Tia asked.

"If we gave them both the drug, they wouldn't last more than ten seconds," Tony answered. "With this, we should get a good fifteen minute show."

"All right," Tia said. "But what will happen if they do try to masturbate?"

"As soon as they reach what should be their orgasm, they'll feel like their insides are being turned inside out," Tony said. With a chuckle, he said, "As soon as that happens, they'll go nuts to get rid of it. Sex is the only way to end the pain."

"They're both virgins," Tia commented. "And they're really good friends. They'll try anything to keep from having sex." With a giggle, she said, "This should be fun."

Tia appeared in the room with a glimmer of white. She carried a tray on which was balanced two bowls of steaming soup and two glasses of Diet Coke. "Hello," she said, sitting the tray on the table. "Suppertime."

Kimberly and Billy walked over to the table and sat down. "Vegetable?" Kimberly asked.

"Mmm hmm," Tia answered with a smile. "Eat up." She disappeared as quickly as she arrived.

The two teens had quickly learned that if you refused to eat, they made you eat. And after that first meal was forced down their throats, they realized that the food was safe and actually quite good. Kimberly sighed and began to eat the warm soup.

"YES!" Tony shouted as Kimberly took the first bite.

"After they've eaten, we'll exchange the bunk beds with a King-size bed," Tia said.

Tony showed his approval with a smile.

"Hey!" Billy protested as their bunkbeds disappeared in a white flash.

"Why did you take our beds?" Kimberly asked.

"Settle down," Tony said. A mahogany king-size bed appeared in the bunk beds' place. "We needed the bunk beds elsewhere. You can share this bed."

"Excuse me?" Kimberly asked.

"Fine, sleep on the floor," Tony said. "Suit yourself." He disappeared in a white glimmer.

Kimberly and Billy looked at each other awkwardly. _It probably doesn't mean anything,_ Billy thought silently.

Within two hours, Kimberly was aware of the changes taking place in her body. Taking a deep breath, she tried to clear her head. _What's happening to me?_ she wondered. She had never felt so aroused in her entire life. She was even starting to look at Billy in a way she had never dreamed she would look at him.

"I'm gonna take a shower, Billy," she said at long last.

"Okay," he sighed. "I think I'm going to go ahead and go to sleep. I'll hit the floor. You can have the bed."

"No!" Kimberly cried forcefully. "No, don't be silly. We're both adults. Sort of. We can share the bed."

That was exactly what Billy had thought all along, but didn't expect Kim to go along with it. "Are you sure?" Billy asked.

Taking a deep breath, Kimberly said, "Ye-yeah. We can share the bed. Do you need to use the bathroom before I take it?"

"Yeah, if you don't mind," Billy said. He got his dark blue pajamas out of the dresser Tony and Tia had provided for them.

Kimberly bit her lip and watched Billy with wide eyes. She watched his every step as he walked across the room and into the bathroom. _This is Billy you're gawking at,_ Kimberly silently told herself. _And you're dating Tommy. Stop looking at Billy like that. For crying out loud, he's like your brother!_

But then again, Kimberly didn't find herself greatly aroused at the sight of her brother.

Kimberly pulled her night gown on, still shivering from the cold shower she had just taken. It seemed to have done the trick. She was still aroused, but she would be able to control herself. She started to put her panties on but decided against it. Why, she didn't really know, but she didn't. She turned the bathroom light off and walked across the bedroom to the bed. Billy was already beneath the covers. The only light was from the tiny night-light that didn't have a switch and couldn't be turned off. She stood beside the bed and looked at Billy. He looked like he was already asleep. "Why doesn't he ever go shirtless?" Kimberly muttered. "And why didn't I take advantage of that time I spent in his body?"

She smiled at the memory, although it only succeeded in increasing her arousal. She had been quite intrigued with the way the male body worked. It took her some time to get used to walking around with... Billy's anatomy. Of course, she had masturbated. She had no doubt that Billy had done the same with her. She even walked a little bit funny for a few hours after she was back in her own body, although she wasn't sure if it was because Billy had used some type of dildo or she had actually gotten used to having balls and was somewhat stunned by their absence.

Kimberly flinched. What was bringing up thoughts like these? She was such a nice, innocent girl. She had never even used the word... balls... even in her own mind. "Just get in bed, go to sleep, and you'll be okay tomorrow," Kimberly whispered. She lifted up the side of the covers and slipped into the bed.

Kimberly screamed at the top of her lungs, curling into a tight ball. "NO! MAKE IT STOP!"

"Kim!" Billy shouted, hopping up from the bed to see about her. "What's wrong?"

"Oh my God, Billy," Kimberly whined. "It hurts. It hurts so much. Make it stop hurting."

"What hurts?" he asked, horrified and concerned.

"My insides," she complained. "I... I tried to masturbate, but that just made it worse." The pain was slowly subsiding, although it was being replaced with an arousal that was just as painful, only in a different manner.

"Kimberly?" Billy asked. "What are you talking about?"

"I think they did something to me," Kimberly said, taking slow, deep breaths.

"Kimberly, tell me what it feels like and maybe I can help you," Billy said. He knelt beside the bed and stared up at her.

Just the thought of telling Billy her problems already made Kimberly feel better. "Ever since last night, I've felt really really really aroused. I mean really hot. It's starting to hurt."

"How does it hurt?" he asked. "A sharp pain, burning? What?"

"My abdomen feels like it's on fire," she complained. "I need to come to make it stop, Billy."

She squeezed her knees to her chest and rocked back and forth, moaning. "Please, Billy."

Tia suddenly appeared in a flash of white. "It's really quite simple," Tia said. "We gave Kimberly a drug. If she doesn't have sex in the next twelve hours, she'll die. Her internal organs will literally turn themselves inside out."

"What?" Billy asked, the horror he felt showing through in his voice.

"She has to have sex, or else," Tia answered. "Oral sex, or masturbation, or anything like that won't work. It has to be sex. The drug has altered the energy and pleasure centers of her body. She has to have sex, and her partner has to have an orgasm from it. His energy, or should I say your energy, resulting from your orgasm is the only thing that will stop her pain. I just thought you might want to know." With a very mischevious grin, Tia disappeared.

"Kimberly?" Billy asked, very frightened.

"It's sort of stopped hurting," she said. Her abdomen no longer felt like exploding, although her groin felt like it was on fire.

"I can't believe this is why they brought us here," he said. "You only have twelve hours to live...."

"I don't want to die," she said meekly.

"I don't want you to die, either," Billy said.

"What are you saying?"

Billy suddenly felt panicked. He was terrified at the prospect of having sex. Especially with Kimberly. Someone he had known his entire life. But if he didn't, she would die, and if he could help her, he would. "I'm saying that we can... have sex," Billy said. He had almost said make love, but decided against it. The fire in her seemed to lessen just at the thought that she was about to have sex.

Billy slowly walked around the bed and sat on the edge. "Kim, I.... I don't know what to do. I've never done this before." Billy was so nervous, he wondered if they would even be able to have sex. He certainly didn't feel aroused. Somehow, he had expected his first time to be a little bit different from this.

"You don't have to do anything," Kimberly nearly growled. "I'll take care of everything." She pulled her nightgown off in one smooth motion. Billy's worries of temporary impotence quickly left him. He had seen women naked before. In fact, with the addition of HBO, Showtime, and Cinemax to his basic cable subscription, naked women became nearly a daily part of his routine. In the past year, it had even gotten to the point that seeing a naked woman no longer got him erect like it had when he was fourteen. Seeing Kimberly completely naked, however, had him standing at full attention in literally no time at all.

Kimberly gave a deep, single chuckle as she regarded the significant bulge in Billy's pajama bottoms. She crushed her mouth against his forcefully. He gasped at the suddenness of it, and she thrust her tongue into his mouth. While her tongue explored the soft interior of his mouth, she began to unbutton his top. Breaking away from the passionate kiss, she devoted her attention to his top. Finally succeeding in unbuttoning the final button, she pulled it off of his body.

_This is going so much faster than I thought it would,_ Billy thought, frightened. His body urged him to participate, but his mind and emotions kept him from doing anything. He was just going to let Kimberly have her way with his body so she wouldn't die. That was it. He couldn't help, however, but look at her body. Her breasts were much larger than they looked fully clothed. Seeing them from an external view was much more pleasureable than when he had seen them while inside her body. He resisted the urge to reach out and touch them. He couldn't take his eyes off of her, so he shut them tight while silently reminding himself, _This is Tommy's girlfriend. She is one of your best friends. You're just doing this so she won't die._

Billy suddenly felt hands at his waist. Kimberly wasted no time in removing his pajama bottoms. She sucked in a deep breath as she regarded his naked body. "Oh my goodness," she sighed. She straddled his body and bent over him. Her hand reached behind her and wrapped around Billy's hot penis. She suddenly thrust herself onto his erection, causing a scream of pain and pleasure to burst from her as he tore through her hymen and a cry of pleasure from Billy. She sat completely unmoving for a moment. Billy wasn't able to move. He couldn't believe how good it felt. Especially since it wasn't supposed to.

_This is Tommy's girlfriend,_ Billy reminded himself yet again. _You don't want her to die._ He knew he should have just concentrated on saving her life, but he couldn't get over how tight, hot, and wet her vagina felt, clamped around his manhood. "This is prodigious," he sighed, wishing immediately after he said it that he could just suck the words back into his mouth.

"Yes it is," Kimberly agreed in a throaty growl. She planted her hands against his chest and rocked forward slightly. A single spear of flame shot through her, producing a deep moan. She rocked her hips back again, this time with more force. Immediately, the drug took effect and propelled her to a plateau just below her climax. She screamed with pleasure and began to rock back and forth, trying to carry herself over the plateau that would destroy the pain.

"Come on!" Kimberly demanded. She dug her fingernails into his chest as she rammed herself onto his erection. She was breathing hard and working even harder. "Please Billy," she begged. Her entire body undulated as she rocked on his shaft.

Billy couldn't help but moan. _If it's going to happen,_ he thought, _you may as well enjoy it._ His hands were gently cupped around Kimberly's breasts before he even realized what he was doing. He started to remove his hands when Kimberly growled in approval.

"Yes yes yes!" she shrieked.

Mesmerized, he experimentally pinched both nipples. His eyes widened with delight as they hardened in his grasp. "I'm so close, Billy!" Kimberly cried in a voice that was both demanding and desperate. Billy began to thrust against her as well. They slammed into each other. Their sounds of pleasure filled the room. Suddenly, Billy's orgasm hit. With a very loud cry, he slammed into her one final time. Kimberly's orgasm struck at the exact same moment his did. Her vaginal walls clamped even tighter around his penis. Hot semen spurted from him as his penis spasmed with a life of its own.

Kimberly's breathing returned to normal as she collapsed against Billy's chest. "Thank you," she sighed.

"Oh my God," Billy said. The realization of it all struck him, and he realized what he had just done. He felt sick to his stomach that he had enjoyed it so much. He was just supposed to let Kimberly use his body so she wouldn't die. Kimberly, too, realized what had happened. Even though there was nothing she could have done to prevent it, she felt guilty. She felt sick, and she realized she had technically cheated on Tommy. She realized that Billy's quickly deflating penis was still in her body. Silently, she rolled off of his body. "I-I'm sorry, Kim," Billy stammered.

Kimberly tried to say something, but her voice got caught in her throat. "It's not your fault," she said as a torrent of tears began to flow down her cheeks. "My God, I feel like such a slut."

"Please don't, Kimberly," Billy said. He pulled the covers up over their bodies. Still crying, Kimberly collapsed against Billy's body. He wrapped his arms around her comfortingly, and the two fell asleep in that position.

Dear Diary,
I haven't ever felt so sick in all my life. Billy and I had sex last night. That simple. Tony and Tia gave me a drug that made me have to have sex. I can't explain it except that my stomach felt like it was going to explode. I got really aroused, and I couldn't even look at Billy. I tried to masturbate to make the pain stop, but that just made it worse. Tia appeared and said we had to have sex if I wanted to live. Billy let me. He let me just use his body. I had never realized how good a friend he was.

I wish now, though, that I had just let myself die. I would be dead in just a few more hours if we hadn't had sex, and then I wouldn't feel like this. I betrayed Tommy, I've probably destroyed my friendship with Billy, and Lord knows I've mortified myself. I can't believe how I acted last night. I'll never be able to look Billy in the eye again. Our friendship is no doubt ruined. I really hate that, too, because Billy was always one of my favorite people. If I had just had sex and that been it, I would maybe be okay. But I enjoyed myself so much. My first time wasn't supposed to be like that. It was supposed to be Tommy, and I should have been older. When I lost my virginity, I should have been making love. Not having sex.

I can't get the memories of it out of my head. Every time I close my eyes I can see Billy beneath me, one moment looking terrified and the next absolutely ecstatic. I can still feel his hands on my hips and on my breasts, and I can still hear his pleasure. I feel like such a slut. Plain and simple - I am a slut.

When Billy woke up the next morning, it didn't take long to realize he was alone. "That was the wildest wet dream I've ever had," Billy muttered. He sat up and realized he was naked.

"It wasn't a wet dream," Kimberly said somberly. She sat at the table in her bathrobe.

"Oh God," Billy complained. He buried his face in his hands. _This can't be happening._

"Please don't feel bad," Kimberly told him, although she didn't really sound like she meant it. "You did it so I wouldn't die, remember?"

"That's right," Billy agreed. "We did it so you wouldn't die." Billy put his pajama bottoms on beneath the covers. "Kimberly? Were you a virgin last night?"

"Yeah," she choked out.

"I am so sorry. I think I'm gonna throw up." Billy raced out of the bed and darted into the bedroom. He voided the entire contents of his stomach into the toilet.

"Billy, please don't," Kimberly said, suddenly standing behind him. "You don't have anything to feel bad about."

"Yes I do," he answered.

"Why should you feel badly?" Kimberly asked.

"Why should you?"

"Because I enjoyed it," Kimberly admitted. She sank to the ground and leaned against the sink.

"That was the drug," Billy said. "You had no choice."

"It was mostly the drug," Kimberly sighed. Her lower lip began to tremble. "But it didn't make me that wild. My God Billy, I nearly broke your back last night."

"I'm sorry I'm not Tommy, Kimberly," Billy said. "And I apologize for some of what I did last night. I had no right to."

"What are you talking about?" Kimberly asked. "You didn't do anything."

"I touched you," Billy said, turning blood red. "I enjoyed myself."

"Isn't this just great?" Kimberly said sarcastically. "We're both going to go nuts because I raped you and you enjoyed it."

Billy didn't smile at her joke. He just closed his eyes and leaned against the wall.

Journal of William James Cranston
Kimberly is handling this whole mess a whole lot better than I am, still. She almost lost it this morning, but we talked about it, and she's doing okay. She still feels guilty, but she's not too depressed about it. She realizes that she had no choice. I supposed I should realize this as well, but... Every time I close my eyes, I can still see Kimberly above me, riding me for all she's worth. It felt so damn good, and it shouldn't have! I should not have wanted to make love to Tommy's girlfriend! Especially since that girlfriend is practically my best friend! I have never experienced anything like that, both physically and mentally.

Before, I was only concerned with making sure Kimberly survived. While we were having sex though,... man alive. It felt so good, physically. And mentally, it was even better. It really thrilled me that I was making her feel good. I would touch her a certain way she wasn't expecting, and she would moan or shout. I was just supposed to lay still and let her do whatever she had to do to survive. Not do more just for my own enjoyment. When we get home, I don't know how I'll ever face Tommy again.

"Breakfast," Tia said.

Billy looked up from his spiral bound notebook that was serving as his journal. "You bitch," Billy cursed.

"Are you mad at me?" Tia asked, "or are you mad at yourself?" She sat a plate with a cheese omelet on it before him. "Now eat up."

"You actually expect us to eat anything you serve us now?" Billy asked. "I'd rather starve to death."

"Oh no," Tia said. "No way. You're worried about being drugged, right?" Billy only glared at her. "If you don't eat, we'll force you to eat and give you the drug in an injection. The choice is yours."

"How could you do that to her?" Billy asked.

"Kimberly's actually dealing with it quite nicely," Tia said. "You are having the most problems. What with the guilt and all. Which I really don't understand. You should be proud. You saved your best friend's life."

"Am I going to get the drug in this meal?" Billy asked.

"We won't drug you for at least another day or two," Tia said. "You have to relax." She disappeared, leaving the room empty.

Kimberly stepped out of the bathroom. "They brought us breakfast," Billy said.

"Like I'm going to eat anything they bring us," Kimberly said. "I'll die first."

"That's what I told her," Billy muttered. "She said if we don't eat, she'll force feed us and give us the drug by a shot."

"They're going to drug me again?" Kimberly asked.

"Apparently," Billy admitted dejectedly.

Three weeks later....
Dear Diary,
Billy and I have made love fourteen times. He was drugged nine times, me five. We actually did try to not eat, but they just punished us. That's why I haven't written in over three weeks. They took our notebooks away, just giving them back to us today.

Billy and I have obviously talked a lot since we've been here. There's nothing else left to do. I know everything there is to know about him, and he likewise with me. For the first week, we were both wracked with guilt whenever we had to make love. But now, it's not so bad. I'd still rather he be Tommy, or even better yet, not at all, but the nightmares and wet dreams have stopped. Plus, I consider myself pretty lucky that it is, in fact, Billy I'm stuck here with. If it couldn't be Tommy, that is. Billy really is my best friend. I always thought it was Trini, but it's Billy.

I'm starting to feel very aroused. I believe they drugged me at dinner. It must have been in the lasagna. Billy and I quickly learned that if you have sex when the arousal is at the point where it doesn't hurt yet, the pain never actually comes. The sex takes it away before it happens. I'll wait about another hour before I bring it up, although Billy will probably notice long before then.

I wish Billy had gotten the drug instead of me. He's always so much gentler than I am. Apparently, I'm quiet energetic in bed. Who'd have known, huh? Whenever I'm drugged, I just go wild. I actually drew blood about a week ago when I bit him on the shoulder. We didn't even notice until we were through, though.

When he's drugged, he's really, really gentle. He never kisses me, though. I don't know why, but he doesn't. The only time he ever kisses me is when I'm drugged and I kiss him. He's just kissing back then. I guess he wants it to go as smoothly as possible for me, even when I'm drugged, and just tries to match my mood.

Billy just told me he's going to take a shower. Just the thought of him standing naked under that hot water has me wet. Yep. I've definitely been drugged. I wish I hadn't acknowleged it. I'm starting to burn with desire already. I know that sounds like something from a cliched Harlequin romance, but that's really what it feels like. The shower is running now. I gotta go.

Kimberly closed her journal and walked to the bathroom door. She carefully turned the door knob, pleased to find it wasn't locked. "Billy?" she asked.

"Huh?" he asked.

She hurried over to the shower stall and pulled the curtain back. He spun around in alarm. _He really looks good without glasses,_ Kimberly thought to herself. "I've been drugged," she said outloud.

"Oh," Billy said. "Let me finish up, and we'll...."

"Let's do it in the shower," Kimberly said with supplicative eyes. She stepped beneath the hot water, still fully clothed. Her hands immediately went to her waist and she pulled her t-shirt up over her head and cast it aside. Her bra soon followed. Billy's hands went to her waist. He unbuttoned her shorts and pulled them down over her hips. "Yes," she whispered, pressing her body tight against his.

As Billy expected, she pushed her mouth against hers. He parted his lips to allow her access, because he knew she was going to take it anyway. Her tongue invaded his mouth while her hands skimmed down his chest. "From behind," she pleaded, her lips still pressed tightly to his.

"Would you like that?" Billy asked. He was ashamed to admit that was one of his favorite fantasies. The soft R-rated porn movies aired in the middle of the night on cable had seldom had a scene of rear-entry sex, but when they had, it always aroused him. Anal sex was something he had no desire to try, and with the bizarre effects of the drug, anal sex probably wouldn't even work to counter the pain.

Kimberly's moan was his answer.

Holding her in his arms, he sank to his knees. Kimberly followed with him. She faced away from him and stuck her behind back to him. His hands skimmed over her cheeks, completely awe-struck by their beauty. After staring just a moment, he ventured a finger between her legs. "Yes," Kimberly suddenly growled. "Just do it, Billy."

Billy wrapped one hand around his erection and guided himself to the entrance of her vagina. He grabbed ahold of her hips and slowly inserted himself into her. Kimberly thrust herself back hard, slamming into his hips. Billy slowly pulled himself out nearly all the way and thrust back in. She rammed back against him, the sound of their flesh slapping together echoing in the small stall. Hot water ran over both of their bodies as Billy began to thrust harder and deeper. Kimberly lurched forward with each thrust. She found herself moaning Billy's name. He continued to hit a pleasure center in her body without miss. She wasn't sure if it was the drug or her body's natural reflexes, but each deep thrust send a wave of hot fire rushing through her body. She desperately needed the release that would occur simultaneously with Billy's. "How close are you?" Kimberly asked through gasps for breath.

"Almost," Billy grunted, bucking his hips frantically. His penis began to swell even larger as his orgasm neared. It suddenly hit him. He yelled and thrust hard one final time. Kimberly's own orgasm hit. The drug was immediately neutralized, and her arousal dropped to nothing. Billy pulled his penis out of her body and collapsed on the shower floor. His chest heaved as he tried to catch his breath.

Kimberly sat down opposite him, breathing just as hard. "Thank you," she sighed.

"No problem," Billy breathed. "That was intense."

Kimberly nodded in agreement.

Journal of William James Cranston
Kimberly and I had sex in the shower tonight. She actually requested doggy-style sex. That about blew my mind. As much as it shames me to admit it, it was a lot of fun to have sex under the hot water. I know I shouldn't be enjoying this, but I can't help myself. After all, I am a red-blooded heterosexual American male. Who had never even kissed a person until that first night. I wonder how many guys actually kiss their first girl about thirty seconds before the first time they have sex. I'd be willing to bet not many.

The drug has me perplexed. Whenever you take it, you find yourself really, really aroused. I get so hard it's painful. As soon as I actually insert myself into Kimberly's vagina, I'm instantly on the verge of an orgasm. That fast. Unfortunately, I stay there until Kimberly orgasms. Somehow, the drug alters the energy signature so that orgasm only occurs when your partner orgasms. I can't for the life of me understand how this happens. Perhaps Alpha Five or Zordon has heard of it, or knows who Tony and Tia are. You can bet that'll be the first that I ask when we get home.

Kimberly and I have a very unusual relationship now. We're still good friends, don't get me wrong, although the sex has made things a bit awkward. Whenever we have sex, things get much more intimate between us than things between friends should get. I'm supposed to be either saving her life or saving mine, not having more fun than should be humanly possible. I don't know why, but when Kimberly is drugged, she wants to kiss me. I never try to stop her, of course. I don't know why, but the kiss just seems to imply a certain degree of intimacy that makes me uncomfortable. Whenever I'm drugged, I just try to get her to her orgasm as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, that sometimes takes some time. Kimberly isn't frigid by any means. I guess women's bodies just work differently from men's. It's a pretty cruel cosmic joke, if you ask me.

The only part of this whole scenario that doesn't make me uncomfortable is the sleeping together. By this I mean sharing a bed. That part is actually quite nice. I like the feeling of a warm body just a few inches away. Sometimes, after we have sex in bed (which we've always done until tonight in the shower), we fall asleep in each other's arms. This is doubly weird because as soon as orgasm is reached, the drug and its delusions are gone. When I'm drugged, the arousal drops to dead zero before I've even pulled out. Still, we often fall asleep just like that. Nothing romantic, just security. At least that's how I see it.

Six months later....
_Man, she looks good,_ Billy thought to himself. He couldn't take his eyes off of Kimberly's butt as she rummaged through a lower drawer in her dresser. She pulled our her worn 180-page notebook and pulled the ink pen from the spiral. She leaned against the bed and began to write.

Dear Diary,
Here we are, starting month number six. I've stopped trying to keep track of how many times Billy and I have made love. Well over one hundred and fifty, by my count. We make love at least every other day, although as of late, it's been happening more often. About a week ago, we made love four times in one day. I was drugged at breakfast, and Billy was drugged at each subsequent meal, including the late night snack.

I like it better when Billy is the one that's drugged. It's purely for my own selfish reasons, I'll admit. Whenever I'm drugged, I get wild as a buck. Whenever Billy is drugged, he's so slow and gentle. My orgasm takes much longer to build up, but it's so much better.

I guess Tia has given me a contraceptive. My periods are regular. That was one of my main concerns when all of this started. I'm far too young to have a kid. Especially when I'm not even on Earth. Or I assume we're not. I don't really know where we are. All I know is that we're stuck in this little room, and it's all we ever see. Tony did bring us some books, as well as a deck of cards. Billy and I played poker for most of the last month. When I was drugged once, I suggested we play strip poker. However, when Billy lost his shirt after the first hand, I drug him to bed.

I used to think about Tommy a whole lot, but not so much anymore. I think it's safe to say that our relationship would be so strained if I ever do get home we'll never be a normal couple. I don't know if I'll ever be able to have a normal relationship. Heck, he's probably already got a girlfriend. I hope he meets a blonde with an accent. Billy confided in me that that was the type of person Tommy was most attracted to. Apparently, my "perky personality" made up for the fact I wasn't a blonde.

I just realized that Billy is starting to stare. I recognize that look. He's drugged. I may as well finish up this entry, because he's going to want to make love here in a minute. I'm really glad I'm stuck out here with Billy. At the time this happened, I would have chosen Tommy, but now I'm glad it wasn't Tommy. I've had so much spare time I've psychoanalyzed every single friend I've ever had. Much to my surprise, Billy won out over Tommy in my mental checklist.

Billy isn't as tall, but he's actually more muscular. That's something I don't really understand. Billy and I haven't had a chance to work out in any form at all, yet we're both just as fit as when we arrived. Then again, we have been working out, just not in the conventional means. Billy is starting to get anxious. I'll talk to ya later if anything exceptional happens.

"Kimberly?" Billy asked.

"I know," she said. She put the notebook on the floor and walked over to the table. "You ready?"

He bit his bottom lip and nodded. Kimberly sat on his lap and wrapped her arms around his neck. Billy brought his hands up to Kimberly's shirt and slowly unbuttoned it. She shrugged it off as his hands lightly touched her breasts. She closed her eyes and surrendered herself to the sensations that would soon be flooding her. She felt Billy's fingers brush her back as he unhooked her bra. She let it slip off of her body and tossed it aside. She thrust her chest forward, encouraging him to touch her breasts. He eyed them with child-like eyes. His head lowered to her chest and his mouth closed over her right nipple.

"Oh yes!" Kimberly growled, placing a hand on the back of his head. His tongue worked frantically, circling around her areola. His hands dropped to her waist although his mouth never left her breast. He unbuttoned her shorts and slid them down her thighs. She helped him slide the shorts off of her body. Billy pulled his own shirt off and tossed it aside. Kimberly slipped off of his lap and knelt before him. Her hands went to his waist, brushing against his significant bulge in the process. She unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them, along with his underwear, off of his body. Kimberly crawled back into his lap. "Do you want to go to the bed?" Kimberly asked.

Billy didn't answer. Instead, he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her onto the table. "How about here first?" he asked. He rubbed his hand down the length of his shaft once and then slid himself into Kimberly. She lay back on the table and wrapped her legs around Billy's waist. He leaned over her as he began to slowly but rhythmically thrust into her. "You're such a tease," Kimberly said. He pulled his penis nearly all of the way out and then slowly pushed back in.

Billy suddenly wrapped his arms around her body and pulled her into a sitting position. He picked her up and carried her over to the bed. "Table get too hard for you?" Kimberly asked with a half-cocked smile.

"You could say that," Billy sighed. He laid her gently on her side of the bed and slipped into bed with her. He reached up behind the bed and hit the light switch, plunging the room into near-darkness. He quickly slid his full length into her again, causing her to moan with delight. He put his weight on his arms, careful not to crush her with his weight.

_Why doesn't he ever kiss me?_ Kimberly wondered. She reached her hands around his waist and grabbed a double handfull of his butt, pushing on him as he thrust. He suddenly wrapped his arms around her shoulders and rolled over, placing her on top.

"Please?" he asked, touching her right breast. He continued to rock beneath her. Kimberly began to move back and forth across his hips. While Billy's left hand fondled her breast, his right hand sought out her clit.

Kimberly jerked as he brushed against it. "Oh wow," she said, and began to ride him even faster. "So close," she moaned. A familiar fire burst through her groin and her orgasm hit. Billy cried with her simultaneously as his release overwhelmed his body. Their moans filled the room and abruptly died down to nothing.

Billy rolled off of her body and laid beside her. "Thank you," he whispered.

"You say that every time," Kimberly muttered, turning to face him.

"I mean it every time," Billy told her. "And besides, so do you."

Kimberly smiled and rested her head on Billy's pillow. "I don't know about you, but I'm content to lay here for a while."

"Me too," Billy agreed.

Journal of William James Cranston
Kimberly is starting to act weird. Not weird bad, just different. Last night, she actually said my name in her sleep. I don't know what's happening, but it's weird. I'm afraid maybe she's starting to get really tired of me. I couldn't say as I blame her, of course. After all, we've been the only company we've had for the past six months. Still, I feel that our friendship has actually deepened because of this, although I'm not so sure Kimberly would agree.

Dear Diary,
I've actually started dreaming about Billy. Erotic dreams, although nothing more intense than what we've actually done. This is so weird. Billy and I have been making love for the past six months on a regular basis. The only routine part about it is Billy's, "Thank you" when we're finished. If he was the one drugged, that is. And if I'm the one drugged, I always say "Thank you." It's such a relief to get the drug out of my system.

Anyway, I can't explain these feelings I have for Billy. Whenever he's drugged, the sex is just... exquisite. Words can't even begin to describe how good it feels. The warm sensation when we start that slowly builds up to our catacylsmic orgasm. Wow. I wonder how he feels whenever I'm the one that's drugged. I'll have to ask him sometime, if I can do it without hurting him. He never, ever kisses me! I don't know why! I'd really like him to.

And oh my God. Now that I've seen those words on paper I realize what's going on.

I'm in love with Billy.

Journal of William James Cranston
I am one sick bastard.

I'm actually enjoying this! What on Earth is wrong with me?! I pratically rape Kimberly ever other day, and I'm loving every second of it! I don't like the word rape, so I'll take that back. It's not rape. I'm not rough. I try to be as gentle as possible. But she wouldn't be doing it except to save my life, so it just doesn't seem right that I should be getting pleasure from it. I should just do what I have to do, and be done with it. No more. But no. Not psycho Billy. I take my sweet old time, trying to make that euphoric orgasm-but-not-just-quite plateau last for as long as possible. Worse yet, I try to push her as close to the edge as possible, too. It just gets me so hot to see her so... hot. I can't believe how I've been looking at Kimberly.

Despite the steady string of sex, I have wet dreams about her. In fact, some of the things I've dreamed about I end up doing a few days later. Like having sex on the table. However, that proved to be surprisingly uncomfortable.

You know, I suddenly find the term having sex crude. Even though she doesn't love me, I'd rather think we make love. I wonder what Kimberly calls it when she writes in her journal. That is the one thing we haven't discussed. We never, ever talk about or ask about what we've written. Ever. So I guess I'll have to be content to just wonder.

Nine Weeks Later....
"Come on, come on!" Kimberly shouted. She undulated on his lap. Billy dug his fingernails into the padded chair arms and threw his head back. Kimberly pressed both hands against his chest, hard. She loved the fact that his chest was completely void of hair. If he did have chest hair, they probably would have rubbed it bare by now.

Billy thrust his hips hard against Kimberly as his orgasm hit. "YES YES YES!" he cried ecstatically.

"Oh my," Kimberly sighed. She collapsed against him, her chest heaving. She could feel his quickly subsiding erection still inside her, but didn't hurry to make him pull out. She was just worn out. "Billy, I..."

"What Kim?" he asked.

"Thank you," she said instead of what she wanted to say.

Dear Diary,
I don't think I'll ever get the guts to tell Billy how I feel. I almost told him today after we made love in the chair, but chickened out. I'm afraid he'll be mad, or freak out or something. Actually, what would probably happen is Billy will get all red faced, and this friendship we've developed will shrivel up to nothing. I guess I'm just kidding myself. Billy and I will never be able to have a legitimate relationship. How can we be normal lovers if we're used to making love like rabbits on a daily basis? I don't know if we can ever fit in with society again. It's gotten to where I can't even look at him without getting horny. Whether I'm drugged or not. In fact, on a few occasions, I've been extremely close to faking it. I'd love to make love to Billy without either one of us being drugged. But I don't think he would go for it, and I wouldn't feel right using him like that.

Journal of William James Cranston I can't believe how long we've been missing. Sometimes I wonder if they miss us back home, or if they're trying to find us. However, most of my time is spent thinking about Kimberly. We make love constantly. As of late, it's been at least a once a day deal. At least, once a day. Quite often, she's drugged at breakfast and I'm drugged for supper. In fact, we just finished because Kim was drugged. By my nearest count, we've been here for nine months. There is no telling how many times we've made love. I often wonder what it would be like to make love without either of us being on the drug. I've been tempted to fake it a few times, but I can't do that to her. It wouldn't be right.

Three Months Later....
Tia ran her hands through the box full of Memory Crystals. All were pale blue, indicating that a memory was recorded on them. Tony and Tia had one hundred and forty-nine that they used on a regular basis. The others were discarded.

_One more good one,_ Tia thought to herself, _and I'll let them go._

"Oh yeah," Billy muttered. "I'm definitely drugged."

"It's almost bed-time," Kimberly said.

Billy smiled at the prospect. "Then let's go to bed," he said eagerly.

"Easy, tiger," Kimberly said. She turned the overhead lights off, plunging the room into near-darkness. "Come on."

Billy crossed the room quickly and took Kimberly in his arms. Kimberly decided to do something she had never attempted. She pressed her mouth against his. Much to her pleasure and surprise, his tongue invaded her mouth. He caressed the soft velvet of her tongue. Their tongues wrestled in a brief duel while her hands proceeded to strip him to the waist. Billy mirrored the move, soon having Kimberly removed of everything except her panties.

"I wonder if we'll ever get home," Kimberly sighed. She sank down to the bed. He towered above her and unbuttoned his jeans, shoving them and his underwear to the floor. He quickly divested Kimberly of hers. "Wait," she said. "Let's do it under the covers."

"Okay," he said. He slipped into the bed and pulled the heavy blankets over their bodies while simultaneously rolling on top of her. "Are you ready?" he asked.

"Uhn huh," she said. _I'm more ready than you know,_ she thought. She cried out as he thrust into her. He began to slowly thrust in her, slow and deep. She countered his moves perfectly. Stroke for stroke, they moved in perfect unison.

Billy suddenly flipped them over. Kimberly was already smiling in anticipation. Whenever he wanted her on top, it meant he wanted to play with her breasts. She continued to rock back and forth over his shaft while his hands teased her breasts, occasionally pinching. He sat up while he continued his thrusting. He drew her right breast into his mouth and gave it a gentle bite. "Oh yes!" flew from her before she even realized it.

Billy began to thrust harder at her enthusiasm. His hips slammed into the backside of her legs. She simultaneously rocked frenetically as he thrust as deep as he could. "Almost almost," she promised. "Oh God. Just a little more, Billy."

"I'm giving you all I got," he grunted. Clenching his teeth, he thrusted even harder. Kimberly put her hands out behind her to brace them both. Kimberly's orgasm hit a split second later. Billy's cries of pleasure overwhelmed her's as his orgasm tore through his entire body. He collapsed back onto the bed, Kimberly falling with him.

Billy exhaled slowly. "Well that was a good one," he muttered.

Tony and Tia appeared beside them in two flashes of white. Kimberly jerked the covers up over the both of them. "What do you want?" Kimberly asked. "We've already gotten what we want," Tia said. "And we're sending you home now. There's another planet we have to go to."

"It's called Triforia," Tony said. "Very, very cool. The beings there break into three identical beings for sex. Talk about an orgy."

"Anyway," Tia muttered, "we'd like to thank you for entertaining us for the past year. Actually, for the past year and eight days, to be precise."

"You're letting us go?" Billy asked, completely dumb-founded.

"Yes," Tia said. She tossed a small blue crystal onto the bed. "You'll want to take that to Zordon. I know that there's nothing worse than not knowing just what we've done with you here. That crystal will tell you everything you need to know." A white light suddenly overwhelmed the room.

Billy sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Kimberly?" he asked. He looked down at himself and found he was dressed. _Thank God for small favors._ Kimberly lay beside him on the ground, still unconcious. He reached out a hand to touch her. "Kim. Wake up. We're home." Their notebook/journals lay beside them.

A white streak of light suddenly landed beside them. A Power Ranger was standing beside him. "A White Ranger?" Billy asked. "We don't have a White Ranger."

"Billy?" the White Ranger asked. "Kimberly?"

Kimberly opened her eyes and looked up. "Who are you?" Kimberly asked. "Is this Angel Grove?"

"You're back," White Ranger said. "Alpha, teleport us to the Command Center!" They disappeared in three streams of white.

Kimberly didn't leave Billy's side after teleporting into the Command Center. White Ranger reached up to his helmet and opened it. "Welcome home guys."

"Jason?" Billy asked. "What happened to the Red Ranger?"

"We'll tell you everything later," Jason said. He walked closer to them. Kimberly unconsciously drew closer to Billy as Jason stepped toward them.

"Jason, hold off," Zordon said sternly. "Alpha, please examine the crystal Billy is carrying." Billy opened his hand and saw the pale blue crystal lying there. He gave it to Alpha, who promptly scanned it. "Behold the Viewing Globe."

"Greetings, Zordon of Eltare, Alpha of Edenoi, and Billy and Kimberly," Tony said. "My name is Tony, this is my wife Tia. We are both love sex. A lot."

"We like to relieve sexual memories from others," Tia said. That's why we kidnapped you two. We recorded each and every one of your sexual escapades as a memory. Not more than half an hour ago, you provided us with our 150th memory cell. That's why we returned you."

"We only keep the especially erotic memories," Tony said. "Like the doggy-style in the shower? Eh? Remember that one."

"That's a fun memory," Tia giggled.

"You see, we can place ourselves in the memory. It's like reliving it, through your eyes and bodies," Tony explained. "Unfortunately, we are uncapable of sexual intercourse. That's why we needed your bodies."

"Tony's been impotent ever since our space ship was caught in a massive solar flare," Tia explained.

"Now was that really necessary?" Tony asked sternly.

"It's nothing to be ashamed of," Tia said. "Anyway, we'd like to thank you for one hundred and fifty especially erotic memories."

"By the way, do you know how many times you had sex?" Tony asked.

"Four hundred and seventy-eight times," Tia said. "Isn't that cool? We kept the best one hundred and fifty. And you don't have to worry about ever seeing us again. We've got sufficient Earthling memory cells, and we don't need any more. Ciao!"

"Whoa," Jason muttered. He stepped toward them and said, "Are you guys all right?"

Kimberly whined nervously and pressed even closer to Billy. Jason took a step back, as it was quite apparent his presence was making her nervous.

"I guess we're okay," Billy stammered.

"Jason, gather the other Rangers and tell Billy and Kimberly's parents that they are okay," Zordon instructed. "Alpha, prepare the sleeping quarters for Billy and Kimberly. They no doubt need some rest."

Kimberly tossed and turned for half the night, as did Billy. He decided to join her in her small twin bed, and they both immediately fell into a soft, safe sleep.

"You can expect them to be very frightful of the opposite sex for some time," Zordon said.

"They were sexually tortured?" Tommy asked, horrified.

"In a manner of speaking, yes," Zordon said. "Unfortunately, it was not torture in the purest sense of the word. If it were torture, then Billy and Kimberly would be okay right now. However, many of the things they did were both voluntary and enjoyable. This has no doubt caused serious, mental deviations. Emotional scars will run deep in them both."

"They haven't even seen anybody but each other for the past year," Jason said. "And they were literally forced to have sex from nearly the beginning."

"Billy and Kimberly were nearly best friends," Trini said, explaining for the Rangers who didn't know them. "Can you imagine sleeping wth your best friend? They must feel horrible."

"Uhm, Zordon?" Alpha said. "Billy and Kimberly both kept a fairly detailed account of the past year in some notebooks that Tony and Tia gave them. Should we read them?"

"Normally, I would say no," Zordon said. "However, our primary interest is to get Billy and Kimberly back to normal as soon as possible."

"Why don't Adam and I take their journals and psychoanalyze them?" Trini suggested. "We've both taken A.P. Psych."

"That is an excellent suggestion," Zordon agreed. Adam carefully picked the two notebooks up, and the two teleported away in blue and yellow streaks.

"Check this out," Trini said. "Kimberly was using the term 'making love' almost from the beginning, while Billy used 'having sex' for several months."

"Big deal," Adam said. "That just proves he's a guy."

"No, I don't think so," Trini said. "I think it proves that Kimberly actually fell in love with him from really early during their ordeal. She didn't realize it, though, until about halfway through. Around six and a half months."

"At the same time, Billy thought she was getting tired of him," Adam said. "After six months, his entries start to get weird. He's guilty because he was enjoying himself."

"So was Kimberly," Trini said.

One Week Later....
Billy stared at Adam, the newest Ranger wearing his armor. The team had certainly changed since he and Kimberly had left. Jason was the White Ranger, Tommy was the Red Ranger, and Trini was the Yellow Ranger. Zack and Angela had left about ten months ago to represent the U.S. in the World Teen Peace Summit. For two months, the team had worked with two Rangers missing. However, three acceptable teens had moved to Angel Grove, and they were chosen to take the three missing places. Rocky became the Black Ranger, Aisha became the Pink Ranger, and Adam was the Blue Ranger. It was all too weird.

Worse yet, for some reason he couldn't fathom, the only woman he could be near without totally freaking out was Kimberly. Trini tried to give him a hug the first day, and Billy about lost it. Kimberly had the same problem. The only man she felt comfortable with was Billy. He was also having wet dreams. Every night, all night. They had plagued him ever since he and Kimberly stopped sharing a bed.

Worst of all, he and Kimberly were barely communicating. They weren't afraid of each other, but they hadn't said more than ten words in the past week. Trini, Tommy, and Jason decided that they were going to get them through this. All of Zordon's suggestions had failed, so the three teens were taking the problems into their own hands.

Tommy and Jason drove Billy out of Angel Grove. "Where are you taking me?" Billy asked.

"To a safe, secluded spot far out of town," Tommy answered. "Hey, did you know I have a brother now?"

"Your mom had a baby?"

"Not exactly," Tommy answered. "I found out I was adopted, and it turns out I have an older brother. His name is David Trueheart."

"Congratulations," Billy said.

"Here we are," Tommy announced. They were parked at the edge of a cliff.

"What are we here for?" Billy asked.

"We want to talk to you," Jason said.

"Oh crap," Billy muttered.

"Not tonight," Jason said. "We don't know what exactly is happening between you and Kimberly, but it's got everybody worried."

"Do you two really think you can solve my problems in one night?" Billy asked. "I've got an appointment with a therapist this Tuesday."

"Why aren't you talking to Kimberly anymore?" Jason asked.

Billy sighed. Even though he didn't want to talk about this with anyone, he'd rather talk with two of his closest friends than a shrink. "I don't know," Billy admitted. "We don't seem to... have anything to talk about anymore."

"Did you talk while you were... there?" Tommy asked.

"All the time," Billy said.

"Billy," Jason said, "the new Blue Ranger is a lot like you used to be. Do you care if we bring him here?"

"Adam?" Billy asked. "No, I guess not."

Adam teleported in suddenly, perfectly on cue. "Hey Billy," Adam said, sitting down beside the three teens on the edge of the cliff.

"Hey," Billy answered.

"You know what we think it is?" Tommy asked.

"What?"

"We think without the sex, you're afraid you don't have anything in common," Adam said.

"What?!"

"You two got really close, as friends and on a more intimate level," Adam said. "Over the course of the last year, you've merged the friendship level with the intimate level so you wouldn't have to deal with having intimate feelings about your best friend. Now that the intimacy is gone, the friendship level went with it."

Billy regarded that for a moment. "That theory does actually make sense," Billy finally relented.

"Why is Billy afraid of women, then?" Tommy asked.

"I'm afraid of somebody replacing my best friend," Billy said slowly as the truth dawned on him.

"That's my guess," Adam said. "You know I read your journals, right?" Billy nodded. "You fell in love with Kimberly, didn't you?"

"Yeah," Billy said, "but I don't think she loved me, so I didn't ever mention it."

"Kimberly felt the same way about you," Adam said. "The exact same way."

Billy's eyes widened with surprise. "I've gotta talk to her!" He jumped to his feet and ran back to the jeep.

"Hold up," Tommy said, jumping to his feet and running after him. "Trini and Kim probably aren't done yet. You can talk to them later."

For the first time in a week, Billy was excited about seeing Kimberly. "I can't help but wonder what our... relationship will be like," Billy muttered.

"That's something you'll have to decide for yourselves," Jason said.

"Have any of you had sex?" Billy asked.

"Why?" Jason asked.

"You want to make sure you still fit in," Adam said. "Right?"

"Something like that," Billy muttered.

"I have," Tommy said. "Trini and I started dating about three months ago. She helped me accept that Kimberly wasn't coming back. Or so we thought. We start dating, and we made love for the first time about a month ago."

"I'm still a virgin," Jason said. With a sly grin, he said, "Although I don't know how much longer that will last. Emily and I have been getting pretty serious lately."

"I'm as pure as the day I was born," Adam admitted shyly.

"I was, too, a year and two weeks ago," Billy said. "Would you believe that I hadn't even kissed a woman until the first time Kimberly and I had sex?"

"I read that in your journal," Adam said. He was somewhat surprised at Billy's speedy recovery, but Zordon had told him that Billy was pretty bright. He just needed nudging to get to where he needed to be. "If you two don't mind my asking," Adam said warily, "what is sex like?"

Billy and Tommy warily approached Kimberly and Trini. "Are you sure you want to go through with this?" Tommy asked.

"I have to," Billy answered. The four teens finally met and stood together in the middle of the park. Tommy and Trini flashed each other grateful eyes. So far, neither Billy or Kimberly had freaked out.

"Billy?" Trini asked.

"I'm almost normal again," Billy said. He started to step toward her, stopped, and then rushed toward her and gave her a quick hug before he could change his mind.

"See," Trini laughed. "You're still okay."

Kimberly carefully stepped up to Tommy. This was the first time she had ever been so close to him and not felt either panic or sexual tension, like had been between them a year earlier. She slowly hugged him. After a few awkward moments, she stepped back beside Trini.

"Kim and I came up with a solution that should help you two," Trini said. Trini removed a key from her pocket and pressed it into Billy's palm. "Have fun."

"This is a really nice room," Kimberly said.

"What are they going to tell our parents?" Billy asked.

"The Rangers are going to tell them that we're being kept overnight to try something," Kimberly said with a grin. "Trini and Adam are sure this will cure us."

Billy locked the door and turned the light dimmer knob. "I wish this was winter so we could have a fireplace," Billy said. They sat in awkward silence for a few moments. "Kimberly," Billy said at last. Taking a deep breath, he told her, "I love you."

Kimberly gave a sigh and replied, "I love you, too. I've loved you for a long time."

Billy walked over to the bed and sat down beside her. "Bear with me, because I've never done anything like this," he said. Closing his eyes, he finally mustered up the strength to say, "Would you like to make love with me?"

"Yes," Kimberly said. Billy leaned toward her and kissed her gently. His tongue slipped past her lips and into her mouth where it met her's. Taking Kimberly into his arms, he rolled back onto his back. "I've dreamed about this for a long time," Kimberly said. "For us to make love without one of us having to."

"Me too," Billy admitted. His hands roamed over her body as his tongue got to know her mouth. He carefully pulled her shirt tail out of her jeans and began to unbutton her top. "If you want me to stop," Billy said carefully.

"I don't want you to stop," Kimberly said.

Billy removed her shirt and stared at her body. She took his hands and guided them to her breasts. He moaned slightly and caressed them through her bra. He was thrilled that she had actually worn a lacy pink bra. However, he still wasted no time in removing her of the garment. "Ohhh," he sighed happily.

He slipped off of the edge of the bed and unbuttoned her jeans. There was something he had so desperately wanted to try for the past year, but the situation had never deemed it appropriate. Now seemed to be the perfect time. He pulled the shoes from her feet and slid her jeans, complete with panties, down her legs. "Do you mind?" he asked as he cautiously guided himself between her legs.

"No," Kimberly moaned. "Not at all." She put her legs over his shoulder, giving him easy access. Her upper body suddenly lifted off of the floor as his tongue thrust into her.

"Oooh, yes!" His tongue retreated from her but soon found its way to her clit. Kimberly completely surrendered herself to his oral massage. Each flick of his tongue sent a bolt of sexual fire shooting through her. She unconciously thrust against his face. He reached around behind her and grabbed ahold of her butt, trying to hold onto her. She was writhing frantically on the bed, her moans of pleasure echoing around the hotel room. She was so close, and suddenly, there was nothing. "Billy?" she asked, opening her eyes. "Why did you stop?"

She saw him standing above her, completely naked and fully erect. He pulled the covers back and motioned for her to climb into bed. She was eager for him to finish what he had started and so abruptly stopped, and darted beneath the covers. Billy was close behind. "I love you, Billy," she sighed.

"I love you, too," he said. He couldn't believe how nervous he was suddenly feeling. It wasn't like they hadn't done this several hundred times. But then again, they hadn't. This was the very first time they had made love that neither of them was drugged.

Billy pulled Kimberly on top of his body. She reached behind her, grasped his penis, and physically placed the head at her opening. She shifted, sheathing more of himself within her. "Oh man," Billy moaned. He thrust himself fully within her. He slowly withdrew and pushed back in. Kimberly began to slowly move herself up and down his shaft. _So very close_, she thought.

Billy thrusted up against her hard, taking her completely by surprise. He countered his movements to hers, causing their bodies to slap against each other hard. Kimberly suddenly cried outloud. Her orgasm wracked her body, causing the velvety walls of her vagina to clamp around Billy's erection. He moaned as well as he was bathed in a sudden rush of her warm juices. He ventured another stroke, causing Kimberly's moans to increase in their urgency.

Billy stroked his hands up Kimberly's sides, finally bringing them across her breasts. He rubbed his palms across her nipples, and then cupped them. Her breasts were one part of her body that still intrigued him, not that the rest of her body bored him by any means. He suddenly felt a hot tingling sensation pass from his groin through his penis. His orgasm was so close, and he had a hunch that Kimberly was rapidly approaching another as well.

"Are you about to come again?" he asked.

"Uh huh," she answered. She reached down to his chest and gave his nipples a pinch. A sudden moan escaped him. "I take it you liked that?"

"Oh yeah," he breathed. He reached a hand down to their joined bodies and quickly found her clit.

She tossed her head back as a wave of pleasure crashed over her, nearly causing her to lose control. "Billy!" Kimberly shouted as her second orgasm hit her. The pressure exerted on his penis by her suddenly powerful vagina pushed him over the edge. He shouted as well as his own orgasm hit. The two occured so close together they may as well have been simultaneous.

"Oh wow," Billy sighed. "Oh man."

Kimberly leaned forward and collapsed on his chest. "I hear that," she breathed. "Wow."

"You know what," Billy said.

"What?"

"I still love you," he said, kissing her.

Kimberly smiled happily. She rolled off of him and turned to face him. Billy pulled the covers up over them and turned on his side. She lay just a few inches from him, her head resting on the same pillow. "I think we're gonna be okay now," Kimberly said happily.

"Me too," Billy agreed. "So, do you want to go steady?"

Kimberly's laugh was the only reply he needed. "Are we going to stay... active, like this?" Kimberly asked.

"I hadn't really thought that far ahead," Billy admitted.

"Cause I'll have to go on the pill, if we do," Kimberly said.

"Can you get pregnant right now?" Billy asked.

"Not now," she said.

"Let's just enjoy the night," Billy said. "We'll decide everything else as we come to it."

Holding each other, they slipped into a dreamless sleep. Billy and Kimberly felt as if the night would never end. They drifted in and out of sleep, and each time they both found themselves awake at the same time, they made love. Finally, late into the night, they both collapsed into each other's arms, sexually spent but happier than they had ever been.