The Power of the Written Word

One of the best things about being constantly naked with Charlie and several miles away from any sign of civilisation, Joey found, was how easy it was for spontaneous sex to break out at practically any moment. Without all the usual admin of dressing and undressing, or finding a suitable and appropriate spot to get down to business, there was really nothing stopping them from fucking whenever the urge took either one of them. Usually it was Joey who initiated, but Charlie always seemed more than willing to go along with it when he did. And it happened a lot.

Joey was now sure that Charlie was the one. The woman he truly loved. He still felt immense affection towards Liv and Dawn, and his feelings for Kayleigh weren't just something he could switch off like a tap, whatever she might have done to deserve that. But Charlie was the only person he couldn't imagine having to live without. Everything just seemed to click with her so effortlessly, and the two of them spending all this time together away from everyone and everything else had only confirmed to him that she was all he needed to be happy. The love Joey felt for Charlie wasn't something that could be put into words or reasoned with. It was just there, undeniably, every time he so much as looked at her.

At this moment, they were lying together in the grass not far from their safe house, wrapped around each other in a state of post coital bliss. Charlie had once told Joey she did most of her best thinking after sex, and it seemed like she was scheming right now.

"So, the way I see it" she spoke softly as she stroked Joey's balls and he teased her nipple with his fingertips "And assuming I've understood how everything works correctly, you still have way more power than Kayleigh does."

"How do you mean? She has a whole media machine and God knows who else behind her."

"Just hear me out, okay?" she kissed Joey reassuringly on the forehead "That recording they played on the show was the only one you gave her, right?"

"Yeah, apart from the other one reversing it which she's obviously never going to use."

"Okay, so the wording was roughly along the lines of 'You will believe whatever Kayleigh says', right?"

"That's pretty all encompassing though isn't it?"

"Not really" Charlie danced her fingers up from Joey's testicles to his shaft "Because you can also bullshit through writing, can't you?"

Joey nodded and reached his hand down to squeeze one of Charlie's buttocks. Every single part of her felt so good.

"Right then" Charlie sat herself up and pulled her hands away from Joey's genitals, which indicated she had now shifted entirely from pleasure to business "Run by me exactly how that worked. Like, when you released stories under Kayliegh's name, how did you two do it, step by step."

"There isn't much to explain, honestly. I typed out the article and forwarded it to her by email with a line at the top that said something like 'you need to send this article straight to print'. Kayleigh didn't even read it, for obvious reasons, she just forwarded the whole thing to our editor. That was the whole process really."

"Fuck, how have we both been so stupid up until now?" Charlie literally smacked her head in frustration "We can reach way more people than she can without even having to leave Maine."

"What do you mean? I'm pretty sure I'm finished at the Post. And even if they open my emails, it doesn't have anywhere near the reach of The Naked Truth. The first episode alone had more than forty million views last time I checked,"

"Joey, during your time as a journalist, did you ever come across or hear talk of something called the Internet?"

"Oh..." suddenly the penny dropped for him too.

"And social media. And retweeting, or reposting or whatever the fuck it's called now. Our potential reach here is almost limitless. You can set up multiple accounts across all of the biggest platforms and post under different fake names each time, so you'll be almost impossible for them to even attempt to track until it's way too late. All you would need to do to virtually guarantee going viral every time is put something like 'you have to repost this' or 'you have no choice but to forward this to everyone you know' at the bottom of each message. It wouldn't even take very long to set this all in motion, and then we could go back to fucking."

"This would mean me really screwing Kayleigh over though, wouldn't it?"

"And then we could go back to fucking" Charlie repeated.

Joey thought for a moment. He didn't like turning on his best friend without knowing all of the details about what had happened or hearing her side of the story, but all the evidence seemed to indicate that she had royally fucked him over. Worse still, and whether knowingly or not, she had indirectly put Charlie's life in danger with her deceit. Joey was by now deeply in love with his former handler, and this was the time to show her where his loyalties unquestionably lay, that he would be her ride or die whatever that took. And not just for the situation they were currently trying to resolve but hopefully for the rest of their lives.

"Okay, fine. I'll write whatever you tell me to. Let's do this!"

"Thank you, Joey. You're the fucking best!"

Charlie threw her arms gratefully around her partners neck, kissing him deeply and, it felt, lovingly. When she pulled back her eyes were sparkling with excitement.

"You know, I always had a feeling this was how it would work out. Just you and me. Ever since we started talking to each other in that little cupboard under the stairs in our old apartment, it felt like we were supposed to be together in our own little world. Don't you think?"

"I do" Joey smiled back happily "I love you, Charlie"

"I was wondering how long it was going to take you to admit that" she smirked a little cockily "I love you too, you big bullshitting doofus."

"So are we gonna get this done then? Now we've said that too each other, I'd really like to get back to the fucking"

"Okay, it shouldn't take long. I've already got the exact wording we'll need to use to cause maximum disruption worked out in my head. You'll obviously have to post it, though. If I read the text even once after you've typed it out I'll believe it, won't I? And I need to have a full understanding of everything that is going on at all times."

Joey nodded to indicate both that she had understood correctly and that he was willing to be the one to do the dirty deed.

"What do you even want me to post?"

"Hang on a second, I'll write it down so you don't forget or fuck it up!"

Joey watched the butt cheeks of the woman he loved bouncing delightfully as she scurried quickly into the cabin, then enjoyed her tits doing the same as she rushed back soon after, a post it note in hand. Whatever it said, he was going to go along with it. He was all in with Charlie now.

Joey read the words a little anxiously as Charlie rested her chin on his shoulder and giggled mischievously at her handiwork.

Oh shit. This is what he was going to put out to the whole world as an indisputable fact?

Kayleigh Preston is a clueless bimbo who is always naked and lies fifty per cent of the time!

Well, there was no turning back now.