I can't believe I wrote this. I'm not sure I want to know what anybody
thinks.  Everyone else's 155 stories are so funny, though. Thanks for
making me laugh. 

Um, I don't own them, NC-17, by J.C. Roberts (SuperJame@aol.com) OK? 

	
	       The Shortest Autoerotic Motel Story


	Mulder and Scully reluctantly returned to their separate but
adjoining motel rooms after a hot, sweaty case they barely solved because
they were too busy craving each other to focus on boring stuff like
evidence. 

	Scully snuck out to a nearby Nifty Fifties and sublimated her
sexual urges with a Reeses Peanut Butter 'N Chocolate milkshake. She
returned to the room, her sultry lips wrapped around the throbbing straw,
as Mulder was exiting his bathroom. 

	The frothy shake tasted soooo goood. She moaned. Mulder leaned
against the adjoining door, shocked and thrilled that his partner was so
obviously and loudly pleasuring herself. He ripped opened his fly lest it
injure his ballooning erection. 

	Scully sipped and moaned. Mulder moaned back and had a
mindshattering orgasm against the door, two feet away from where Scully
stood. 

	Startled, Scully dropped her milkshake. She was really mad. She
made Mulder clean himself up and buy her another one. 


			The End