Mike & Karen Ch. 16

*she begins scanning through the available material* "Alllllllrighty, lessee here ... and I promise to not dox anyone by giving out real names, but if you recognize your review, holla!"

"Okey-dokey-lokey," she said finally, finding one that seemed to suit. "Dear Mister Hammer ..."

She stopped to giggle, her hand over her mouth. "That's so cute, I love it!"

"Dear Mister Hammer," she started again, reading away. "Big fan of the series, first-time reviewer. I must say I love all your characters, but I'm really falling for Jeanie."

*she turns and looks at the reader smiling warmly* "Well thank you. I know someone who gettin' a beej tonight ..."

"She may be a dimtwit... oh, true dat, I am so very not the sharpest bulb in the drawer... but I find her so pure-hearted and endearing, that I can't help but decide she's one of my three favourite characters in the series!"

*Jeanie spins in the chair for several moments, squealing giddily*

"Ahem... I really hope you have a happy ending planned for her and Freja, because they deserve it, even if they're both insane. Jeanie, the airhead with a heart of gold, and Freja, the crazy foreigner who can't say no. They're a great power couple, even if they aren't on the same level yet as Mike and Karen, or even Alex and Alexa."

Jeanie looked up at the reader. "Hey, it's good to have goals, right? Perfection is a road, not a destination. I think Jesus said that? Or was it Napoleon?"

Making a mental note to ask Alex or Mike later, she pressed on with her narration. "My only criticism is that your early stuff has a lot of typos and grammatical errors, no doubt due to not thoroughly checking your work before submitting."

"Hah," she scoffed. "Y'got that right, Jack. Before he got his editor-slash-proofreader, the only person who knew wtf he was saying was me. Howzat for sad? Really, he's just kinda lazy, I guess. He works in TV and movies on his off-hours, so he hasn't got a lot of energy left for when he's done writing our stuff, y'know?"

"Back to reading," she said, resting her chin on her hand as she scanned the review. "But your editing has gotten a lot better recently, so you're either paying more attention, or got someone working for you to make sure you pass mustard."

Jeanie paused and seemed lost in thought. "I never understood what mustard had to do with anything. I'm kinda a ketchup girl myself. And we all know Fre loves pickles."

"Yeah, she relishes these reviews!" called Alex from off-screen.

"DeBourne, y'know I'm not gonna get your dry little puns, so just mind your own dicky beeswax," Jeanie sighed, shaking her head. "Where was I? Oh yeah! This is a fantastic series, and you weave an excellent tale, good sir. I hope you find the time to make sure it never ends!"

"Oh, that was so nice," she said cheerfully, closing down the review on her screen. "Plenty of valid praise, but also constitutive criticism. That's what authors need, not troll flames. Some of my gf's in other authors' stories tell me about what they put up with, and I feel bad for 'em, y'know? We have great readers ..."

"Okies, lessee if we can find a negative one," she mused, scrolling. "Here we go! I only have one major complaint. I love this series, and I love how you write, but Alexa is a slut, and I hate her!"

"Hey, now," Jeanie protested, looking at the reader and making a wry face. "Firsties, Lexi isn't necessarily a slut, tyvm! And even if she is, so what? You're not complaining if Alex or Mike fuck every girl in sight, but a girl has a past and you think it's okay to slut-shame her? Not cool, my dude."

She went back to reading. "If she really loved Alex, she never would've done those things she did when she was growing up. Alex deserves a faithful wife who give her love only to him."

Jeanie looked at the screen again. "Kenny? Is that you? Are you reviewing our stories from prison? This sounds like more of your incel bullshit to me. Say hi to your cellmate Beefy Steve for us, you buttery little cornhole bitch."

She resumed scanning the review. "Wow, he's been reading for a while; this is from early in Alex And Alexa. Kinda creepy to wonder if this really is Kenny. And least he's hatin' on Lexi and not me for a change. Not that Lexi deserves it. Uhhhh, yaddaa yaddda yadda ... sluts don't deserve good men ..."

*she closes the review and just shakes her head* "Let's have some real fun and check in with some PMs that Daddy has received, okay?"

"Here's one from someone whose Lit name includes the word 'kitten'. I'm gonna assume it's a woman, so let's see what she has to say, hm? Hi. I love your stories, and not just this one. I'm a big fan of My Naughty Neighbour as well."

Jeanie smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I love that one too, because Lynn's like me and Fre, she's got a bit of a pee fetish. It'd be really hot if her, Fre and me got together, scissored all our legs together and peed on each other's cunts, wouldn't it?"

She resumed reading, but one of her hands had conspicuously slipped beneath the desk. "As a matter of fact, the girls in Sapphic Serenity like to pee together as well ... thinking about all these girls pissing on each other ... it makes me so hot ..."

Jeanie looked at the reader again, her eyes heavily lidded and her face getting flushed. Her arm was still moving behind the desk. "You'n me both, kitten. You'n me both ..."

Back to reading. "I really loved it when you had that first four-way between Alexa Freja Jeanie and Alex. I thought it was so hot ... I wish I'd seen Jeanie and Frejas wedding night, because I'll bet they fucked their cunts together all night long and then-"

"Gnnnnnnn!" Jeanie moaned loudly, leaning back in her chair and working her pussy furiously, arching her spine and finally cumming very loudly.

"Woo! Ten for shamelessness!" Alexa called from the sidelines.

"Oh, get bent, you slut," Jeanie said breathlessly, looking at the ceiling. "This kitten person really knows how to push my buttons. Hooooo ..."

She sat up and sucked her fingers and hand clean before resuming reading. "Alrighty ... uh ... here we are! You write such sensual scenes with women, and I can't wait to read more about the ladies getting their freak on. Well, I guess it's what we do best, right? It's a pity you can't all find out about what Fre and Lexi got up to in Europe together, because they weren't eighteen yet. Or me, for that matter. I was a naughty li'l girl."

She shuffled through some more PMs, until she found one that she thought would suit. "Okay, this one is titled 'The problem with your characters'. That looks promising for a negative response. Let's take a boo ..."

Jeanie made a wry face. "I ... already told you Alexa was a whore and that she doesn't deserve Alex ..."

"Kenny?" she wondered aloud. "Did you do this?"

She went back to reading. "All your women are sluts, but Alexa's the worst. Any woman who admits she took two cocks in her cunt at once is a degenerate whore. She doesn't deserve any decent man, and nothing good should happen to her! If I could I would tie her down in a chair and fling acid in-"

*Jeanie pauses and puts her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide*

"Dude, how're you gonna do that to her if you've just melted her face off with acid?!" the brunette exclaimed in horror and outrage. "I love my Lexi's face, don't you dare! You need a hug from your mommy, and to get a little more vitamin D. Get some sun and fresh air or something!"

"I think we've had enough of Kenny Redux," she said finally, pushing her laptop away. "And that's enough of reviews for now, because that last one kinda killed the mood. Lemme just say a few quick things about this chapter you just read."

She drew a deep breath, as if trying to remember everything she had to say.

"Yeah, a lot happened, but this was a big transition chapter, both in the present, and those flashbacky thingies. And maybe it felt a little bit ... oh, what's the word?"

"Disjointed, Jeanie," Karen called from off-screen.

"Uh, okay. Maybe it all felt a little 'disjointed,' to quote Lady Prof. But every single thing that happened is setting up something in a chapter coming soon. I kinda know some of what's comin' 'round the bend, and I'm looking forward to it. Also, 2020 is pretty much dedicated to catching up our story here in the Alexaverse, so all the other big stories are on hiatus for now, except Time Rider, with the quick arc about poor Becky trying to teach Nanu how to live like someone from our time."

She giggled. "I love Nanu, she's so silly! Anyhoo, the author now has plenty of time to write, since the entire movie industry is shutting down to deal with the covidium-19 crisis, and he's hoping to get a lot of catching up done. I guess I'll wrap up here, and I wish you all a very safe 2020. Be careful, and wash your damn hands, people!"

Jeanie blew a kiss for the camera and then sighed, hanging her head and shaking it, brown curls spilling everywhere.

"Whoa ... that was tougher'n I thought it would be."

"You did fine, yndling," Freja said as she walked out onto the screen and stood beside the desk, smiling down at her wife. "I ams the proud of you. It was your idea, and you did so very well."

"Thanks," Jeane replied as she took Freja's hand and stood up, revealing that she was once again naked down below. If she was aware of the readers seeing her pussy again, she simply didn't care. "Glad it'll be someone else's turn next time we try to do this."

"And I wish them the best, Jeanette," Freja said softly. "You have set the bar so very high for them."

"So," Jeanie mused as they walked off the screen and the lights dimmed. "Wanna take that kitten person's advice and go pee all over one another's cunts in the bathroom?"

"I was thinking you might never ask," Freja answered, making her wife giggle.

*silence*

"Hello?" called out a young male voice, echoing through the scene. "Anyone here?"

The head of a young Asian man, probably in his early twenties, poked around the corner of the screen, looking to see who was left. "Hello? I ... I'm a new addition to the cast and I was told there was a meeting?"

He walked out into the darkened scene, looking around uncertainly. "I mean, not yet-yet, but with all the additional measures happening at airports now, the author thought it might be prudent for me to- WAAAAAKKKKKKKK!!!!"

His legs flew out from under him as he stepped on and rolled off Jeanie's neglected Bad Dragon dildo, still lying on the ground. He came down with a thunderous crash behind the desk, and an eerie silence followed, interrupted only by the sound of the alien-looking monster dildo rolling across the floor. All that was visible of the visitor was a pair of feet in smart black shoes, twitching occasionally.

"This ... isn't going to be a good story for me ..." he rasped in the darkness.

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~fin~