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In My Thoughts, Always	By : Amelia_Jade Category: 1 through F > The Big Bang Theory Views: 29330 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: In no way shape, or form do I own anything related to Big Bang Theory. I just play with the characters in naughty, naughty ways.

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Chapter 3
P-POV
"So Penny, how was that audition this morning?"
I look over at Anna who is counting her tip from the last table.
Anna is a lovely twenty four year brunette, and quite demure, as long as she didn't have any alcohol in her and then all bets were off.
I knew this from personal experience at a club two weeks ago. Whew. That was a night I won't be repeating for a while. The first night I had been out partying in a while and I spent more time taking care of her crazy drunk ass then I did dancing.
Even worse were the guys who I had to protect her from who seemed to gravitate towards her during this drunkenness. I sigh as I realize that my four geniuses have spoiled me for most other men; I just look at 'normal' guys and realize how ordinary and boring they are.
"You know, I think it went really well. In fact, I think they'll be calling me back any day now. I mean how could they not?" I laugh as I say this and strike a ridiculous pose.
"Really? That's so great Penny! I'm so happy for you! Do you really think so?" Anna sounds enthused, quite genuinely happy for me. If it was almost anybody else at this hell hole they would be saying the same thing to my face but as soon as my back was turned, whoo boy, they would be on a one way trip to bitch city.
As it is though that audition did go really well, and I am excited to think that I really might get a call back soon.
Anna was relatively new, only working here for a little over 2 months, to our little Cheesecake Factory family, but she had been here long enough to know who our regulars were.
"Uh-oh...crazy hamburger guy and cronies at 5 o'clock."
I look behind me as I hear Anna moan the complaint lowly while she is looking over my shoulder. I see Sheldon leading the charge toward their usual table, followed like a mother duck leading her babies in order, Leonard, Howard, and Raj. It makes me smile to see the familiar sight. It's a comfort to know that some things never change.
On the first Tuesday she had worked, she was informed in great detail of who belonged to that table by 'Crazy Hamburger Guy' himself, after she had tried to wait their table while Penny was in the bathroom. Ever since then, she had avoided that table if she could, stating that there just 'wasn't somethin' right 'bout that boy'.
Oh, did I forget to mention that Anna was from West Virginia and has an accent that only the south could provide. She's barely understandable when drunk, sounding a little like Sheldon when he's angry, all twang and southern warmth pouring off of every word.
They are being seated, and so, before Sheldon can start looking around for me I head for their table. His order is already written down on the pad in my hands, as if I could forget, barbecue bacon cheeseburger all the amenities on the side. It's the others whose orders change from time to time.
As I am walking to their table I overhear the guys arguing about some Star Trek episode or something, but it's getting Sheldon pretty heated as he throws his hands in the air and his voice raises. I decide to intervene before things escalate any further.
"Hey guys!" I chirp, my happiness from my audition bleeding over into being glad to see them all, even Howard and that's saying something about being in a good mood, and that thought makes me smile even more.
"Well, Penny, you seem to be in a particularly cheerful manner. What has you so happy today?" Sheldon asks, looking up at me, strangely enough looking actually interested. Weird, it seems he's been doing that a lot lately, being interested in things about me. I'm not really used to him seeming to be all caring and interested in anyone other than himself, but I am on such a high from this morning that I don't question it too much. I shrug and just chalk it up to another bag of crazy known as Sheldon Cooper.
"Yeah, you look really good today! What's up? Good tips today?" It speaks. I cringe inwardly at the very sound of Howard's voice. Well, there goes my good mood.
"Howard, shut up, and for your information I went to an audition today and I believe it went really well." I want to go on and say what a little shit he is and shove his face into a wood chipper, but I can't because he's my friend, well he's my friend's friend, which inadvertently makes him mine. Blech.
"Really? What did you audition for Penny?" Leonard asks.
"Well, my agent called early this morning and he offered me an audition, for...guess..." I wait for a few seconds and they just look at me like deer in the headlights.
"Penny, there is no logical way we could guess what you are asking us to guess. The list of possibilities is practically endless." Sheldon says quickly, but oddly enough, not rudely. I didn't know he could do that.
Raj is nodding beside him, with his big doe eyes looking up at me.
I sigh, "Ok, ok. Well, I may be able to get the part in a movie about a video game that you guys might be interested in, but you can't tell anyone they are casting because they are trying to keep it under wraps that they are working on it for now, ok? Sheldon, do you think you can do that?"
We all look at him and he nods his head real serious like and I smile.
Leonard asks, "Well what is it? Now I need to know, you got us all curious."
I lean towards them, and they lean towards me as I whisper in a real hush-hush voice. "Ok, it's the Mass Effect movie."
It's as I am leaning back, I see Sheldon still leaning forward a little more than the others. His ice blue eyes are half lidded and have a look I have only seen on men who were thinking things I know Sheldon Cooper doesn't think. Jeesh, what is with him today? He is acting way weirder than normal. Maybe he's sick? Why do none of the guys seem to notice this?
"Oh! That's great, Penny! I love that video game series. You know they are just about to release the third one of the series in a month, and I think them making a movie is a great idea with the right actors and actresses," Leonard says very loudly and I give him my patented glare of death. This causes him to be quiet real quick like.
"Say it a little louder, Leonard. I don't think people in China heard you!" Howard whispers.
"Yes, Leonard, you were quite vocal on a subject Penny just emphasized the need for discretion on," Sheldon says with clear disapproval in his tone, turning Leonard's ears pink, and I'm just glad that for once it's not being voiced towards me.
"I can't say much more than that about it, but yeah that's it," I conclude with a blush.
"We are very happy for you Penny." This is written on a Cheesecake Factory napkin and pushed towards me by none other than Rajesh Koothrapali, and I blink away the tears in my eyes.
"Oh! Thank you, Raj! You're so sweet!" I want to hug him, but I know it would just make him have to go to the bathroom in nervousness and I don't want the guy to piss himself like some scared Chihuahua.
I sigh and know I need to ask their orders when I see my manager glaring at me from behind the counter and some of my other customers raising their hands signaling for their checks.
"What will you boys be having this evening? Sheldon, I already have your order written down, barbecue bacon cheeseburger, barbecue, bacon, and cheese on the side and a lemonade to drink."
Sheldon looks way more pleased with my sentence than I think he should be and as he is grinning up at me with that goofy smile, I can't help but grin at his antics.
"Well, I will have..."
And the night moves on. An hour passes after I have given the boys their food and I can see them about to ready themselves to leave for the evening. I envy them as I have another two hours stuck in this hell hole. Granted Anna is a bit of a reprieve from the brainless morons I have to serve, but she has her own tables and I am not about to get me or her chewed out by the boss again for not doing our jobs.
Most of my tables are content to be left alone for a while, so I indulge in some observing.
I see Howard with his idiotic dickie in place as usual and hair looking like his mother just got done brushing it.
Which she probably did, I think with a snort.
I see Raj in his vest and khaki pants—boy, that guy needs a makeover fast. He could be so cute even with the mutism if only he didn't look like he dressed in the dark.
Leonard, what can you say about Leonard that hasn't been said a million times alread? Wash your hair? Why, oh why, do you need a jacket hoodie in California where the average temperature is 85 degrees!
Finally, Sheldon, dear, sweet layered in this heat Sheldon. He makes me hot just looking at him.
It's as this thought crosses my mind that I realize how it sounds and I blush like nobody's business. Go figure, that this is the moment Sheldon turns his head to look straight at me. He sees me staring at him with my face looking like a tomato. I can't be sure, but I swear before I looked away from him he smirked and winked at me.
No, no no no! Sheldon Cooper doesn't wink, or smirk. Ever.
But he is. Right at me. He's still smirking. At me.
None of the other guys seem to notice as they are all ogling the newest waitress/model/actress to walk through the door, of which there are many.
Sheldon's gaze doesn't even flicker though. His head is canted to the side but there is no mistaking that he is looking right at me. He's staring at me like I am some sort of comic book, or…or I don't know what, but he's STILL staring at me. I turn around and act like I am doing something but peek over my shoulder as inconspicuously as I can.
What in the seven hells is going on?
I march over to their table and the guys all look over to me, and I can't believe anything can distract their attention from the way too skinny woman bending over way too far, for way too long.
I am determined to know what is going on with Sheldon.
"Sheldon, what's with the staring? The eyebrow? The eye...thing!" I thunder in a louder voice than I really meant to.
Oh God, please let the ground swallow me whole at the looks on their faces.
If there is one thing I am good at it is emotions and interpreting emotions. It's what makes me such a good actress, no matter what those casting people may say. It's this ability that lets me see the range of shock and fright that crosses their faces.
All but Sheldon's, but it's as I note this that his whole face changes, from smirking and humor, to looking like this shocked little bunny. It's like someone flipped a switch! What the fuck!
"What are you talking about Penny? I was just indicating to you that we were ready to pay. I do not know of what you are speaking of. I was just using non-verbal communication to indicate our readiness to depart the establishment," Sheldon says in a small voice.
Oh God. What if I'm wrong? I mean, his head wasn't angled toward me, he could have easily been staring off into space for all I know. What if I was seeing something that wasn't there? I get eye-fucked so much at this place maybe I am starting to see it when it's not there? Oh no, and I just yelled at Sheldon for my own issues.
"Yeah Penny, what in the world are you talking about?" Leonard asks in a weird voice. It's kinda a mix between someone strangling a cat and rocks in a blender.
"Oh, um, I don't know. I am so sorry Sheldon. I don't know what came over me. I guess I am just tired after this shift, and I, I don't know. I am so, so sorry Sheldon," I say this and I can barely look at them, especially with Sheldon looking at me like I had just killed his puppy for no reason.
I go to turn back around as the guys all look at each other in confusion over the crazy Penny, when I feel something on my thigh just under my skirt and look down. Huh?
Sheldon is touching about two inches above my knee?
What?
I look at his face and see him looking up at me like I am some sort of, I don't know, but he's got this glassy look in his eye like he's drunk or something. I start to wonder if one of the guys slipped him something in his drink and as I look around to see if any of them look suspicious or have anything they could have put into his food when I feel a squeeze on thigh. It is tight and it almost hurts, and I try to pull my leg away unnoticed but the long, spindly fingers are like a vice. I tug again lightly but it seems like he doesn't want to let go.
At this point I snap out of the shock that I am stuck in this spot and can't move unless I tug so hard that I fall or look like an idiot, and it registers that Sheldon is TOUCHING ME! No hand sanitizers, or handi wipes or Lysol. What, what, what?
Am I in one of those parallel universes the guys are always going on about?
Maybe I'm on Candid Camera? I look around for the cameras but can't see anything and the hand tightens again and it's really starting to hurt at this point so I look back down at Sheldon and the hand looses a little as I do. He's not looking at me but his eyes are dancing around the table like nothing is going on.
What shocks me more than anything is the fact that I like the tight, hot hand on my thigh. Sheldon Cooper was getting me wet by fondling my thigh underneath a table less than three feet from my ex-boyfriend and our friends. I feel my head go a little light as all the blood rushes to parts that haven't been filled in too long.
I have to stop this.
But oh, it feels so good.
My entire body feels like it has been dipped in lava, and the hand with it's long, long fingers is slowly, oh god why are you moving so slowly!, I scream in my head.
The long fingers seem to be able to reach everywhere at once, and the massaging is so good, I did not know that Sheldon knew how to do this.
It's when the hand reaches the tops of my thighs and stops that I squeak, what I will wonder about later is if the squeak is in distress over the hand on my thigh in the first place, or the fact that it stopped at all.
It's as this mousy noise escapes me that Leonard looks over and notices that it's been, like, five minutes and I am still standing in the same place.
"Penny? Is there something wrong? Are you ok?" Oh dear, for as annoying as Leonard is, he can be a good friend when he isn't being an ass.
Fortunately, from where he's sitting, he can't see under the table where Sheldon has my upper thigh prisoner, or, I flush guiltily, the wetness slowly moistening through a pair of the more conservative panties I am very glad I wore today.
I go to say that everything is fine, but I assume Sheldon might have thought I was going to say something else, when the hand tightens more than it has before and I can barely speak with how much it hurts. His nails are going to break the skin if he doesn't stop soon. My gaze shoots to Sheldon he narrows his eyes and a very tiny shake of his head tells me not to say anything to Leonard about the hand in possession of my leg, and if he goes just a few inches higher a WHOLE lot more.
I yank my leg as hard as I can without looking too suspicious and I stumble sideways and Leonard catches me before I can fall on the ground, while the rest of the guys are shocked at my 'sudden' almost fall.
"Oh jeez, I'm so clumsy. Thanks Leonard." I say this as sincerely as I can, because while we are both standing up Leonard won't let go of me. "Thanks, again. I'm fine now Leonard," I try to get him to let go and he finally does, shuffling his feet backwards.
"Ok, I have to go get your checks so you can go. I'll be right back." I don't give them a chance to respond before I am heading into the back and bracing myself on the wall, breathing deep to stop the swimming in my head. I look around to make sure there is noone around and I rub my inner thigh through my skirt. It will definitely be bruised and there's a lack of blood flow from the squeezing, it's tingly, and I don't know if the tingle is from the blood rushing back into it or from Sheldon actually touching me.
First and foremost I want to thank MyOwnStar for her help with this fic, I plan on this being a long term fic and I hope for her to be my editor if she will have me lol if I get favorable reviews and even if I don't I may finish anyway as this is something I wanted to get out.
WARNINGS: This is an M fic for a reason and WILL include many subjects others may find upsetting or offputting. Such as: disturbing thoughts, sexual situations(both imagined and real), these will definitely be involved in the fic other warnings will be posted as they happen. PLEASE DO NOT read if you believe this will upset you if you do I will not take your flames to heart as this is my warning to you to STOP READING NOW! If you have constructive reviews and criticisms I will be more than happy to speak with you about them. Thank you.
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