- "Steele At It" rescued from the PAX scrap heap
Sent: Wednesday, September 27, 2000
"sue hantak" <email@example.com>
Steele At It (Unedited)
(PAX did it again, no big surprise. To make time for a "Twice
Lifetime" promo, they cut the WHOLE first scene to Steele
At It. This is
what I could piece together:)
The Stanford Glee Club had a matinee performance their last
day in Milan.
Two more concerts in Nice and Cannes before they would all return
U.S.. Mildred and Laura shared a room. Steele sat on the edge
of one of the
beds as Laura changed in the bathroom from her gown to something
"Are you sure you don't want to take the tour, chief?"
Mildred asked as
she put her hotel key and wallet in her purse.
"No thanks, Mildred. I think Laura and I might do a bit
ourselves. Oh, we'll take a walking tour of the city. Who knows
of interest we might find?"
"Have you been to Milan before?"
"Well, then, won't you get lost?"
His eyes lit up as he beamed mischievously. "One can only
Mildred smiled at the implication as well. She then grabbed
the second key
from the dresser and just as she was about to put it in her purse,
pointed out, "Mildred, I think you already took a key."
She gave him a look as if he were daft, "It would be a
damn shame if Miss
Holt got back and couldn't get into her room. She just might
have to wait in
SOMEONE else's room until I got back."
He rose to give her an appreciative kiss on the cheek, "Mildred,
earned yourself a raise." They heard the bath door unlock.
He shooed Mildred
out of the room before Laura could notice that Mildred "accidentally"
both keys. He hastily shut the door and turned his attention
"What are you up to?" Laura accused digging her tennis
shoes out of her
<God, how does she always know ? Can she read minds? he thought
himself. "Nothing....Mildred just left....Hungry?"
he tried to calm her
suspicions and change the subject.
"I suppose. What do you have in mind?"
She laughed softly. He really could be funny and charming at
whole trip had been a pleasant detour from their hectic work
in LA. She
always wondered if they really had anything in common besides
After being together for ten days now, she recalled no major
fondly remembered several romantic moments along the way; drinking
a bit too
much at the beer garden in Frankfurt, the tight cab ride in Zurich,
the night away in Barcelona and that sinful encounter in the
Florence(of all places!).
Maybe they could finally turn that corner and become lovers.
had surfaced a lot lately. Maybe in Cannes, what better way to
cap off this
wonderful trip? With her mind entertaining that thought, she
distracted to even look for her room key.
They ate a quiet meal, both grateful to be alone. After dinner
,as the sun
was setting, they walked through the town. Strolling by a fountain,
stepped up on the round stone ledge as if she were eight years
Remington couldn't resist. He gave her a gentle shove only to
her before she toppled into the water. He pulled her close to
him. With the
height difference of the ledge, her breasts were right in his
face and his
hands tightly wound around her rear. As tempting as it was to
just keep her
there, he turned ninety degrees, allowing her body to slowly
slide down his.
His left hand remained on her backside as his right ascended
to support her
back. When they were face to face, they leaned into each other
for a searing
kiss. All the time Laura was thinking, Cannes? Why wait? What
is wrong with
Milan? Remington must have been reading her mind this time. In
kisses, he proposed, "Let's go back to the hotel."
However, when they got back to the hotel, Ron was out front
"Laura, I'm glad you came back. Our plans have changed.
We leave for Nice in
two hours, here are your train tickets... Sorry."
Remington whispered into Laura's ear, "Do you think he
would notice the
Glee Club minus one soprano?"
Laura's pained, apologetic look gave him his answer. "I'll
make it up to
you, I promise." She was back to her original Cannes plan.
told her that everything would change in Cannes.
(FADE TO BLACK)