OUTTAKE III Part 2

Shhhhh…….

OUTTAKE III One Hot Summer Night Part 2

The curves of the highway came up fast as they headed up the mountain. They laughed and taunted, revved their engines while looking at one another with the most seductive expressions to arouse the each other, teasing and flirting back and forth.

It was a game of cat and mouse.

Then Edward reaches into his pocket and pushes a button.

Isabella’s moan was clearly heard over the loud revving engine and Edward couldn’t help but grin.

He tucks the remote back in his pocket and left it going. It didn’t take long before Isabella was losing focus of the road before she quickly pulls into a turnout to take a much needed breath to fight the need to erupt in pleasure.

His words come back to her.

“You come before I allow and I promise I will strap you down and flog you for hours holding you on the edge. You come when I say you little vixen…am I clear?”

“Yes Master.”

Edward noted she wasn’t far from him as he rounded the curve and came upon the little shop called the The Rock Store. The place that bikers came up to visit and just hang out at all the time. It is infamous to bikers who frequent the hills over Los Angeles.

He spots the raven haired female’s bike instantly and turns to look back to see if Isabella is following. He listens for her bike expecting the sound to near, but all he hears is the purr of her engine and Isabella moaning fighting to maintain control and not give into her intense orgasm. He chuckles parking his bike and climbs off as he pulls out the remote and stops it suddenly knowing he is pushing her limit.

‘Son of a fucking whore’ is faintly heard floating on the warm breeze and he can’t help but laugh out loud,as he pockets the remote again.

“I remember you.” Her voice sounds like nails against a chalkboard and causes Edward to shiver where he stands as she approaches from behind him. He slowly turns to look at her as she stands there holding a red sucker to her lips attempting a seductive look. Edward fights back the hiss that threatens to escape his lips at the revolting creature in front of him.

Her attempt at mimicking Isabella licking her lolli earlier makes him want to snort out a laugh.

In years past to see a person of her type, usually was a completely different gender. He took note that times were definitely changing and that women could literally be just as sick and twisted as some men.

It is a terrifying thought to know that she is a school teacher who flirts with her high school male population in some vain attempt to lure them into her web.

Granted, Edward was never one to be all that concerned with what happened to humans, but things had changed and since falling for Bella. That, and the fact that their involvement with Charley solidified his decision. It sickened him to know that she could be one of his teachers some day.

He swallows back venom and watches her lips wrap around the sucker.

“I didn’t think you would come considering she didn’t seem like the kind of girl that shared. Obviously she isn’t…so you ditched her you naughty boy.” She steps up to him and looks at him from under her long black lashes and slurps the sucker noisily.

“I certainly didn’t take you for a biker, but then again, the car should have been a clue. You obviously like things to go fast?” She lifts her hand to hold out to him introducing herself.

“Name is Shelly Cope.”

Edward looks down at it and slowly extends his own hand hoping the fact that he had been riding without gloves would be a reason for his cold skin. However, that wasn’t the case when she shivered at his touch, but she didn’t think anything else of it and quickly went to work.

She waited expecting him to introduce himself. “I didn’t catch your name.” she eyes him up seductively.

“I didn’t give it.” He looks past her and around wondering why Isabella has become quiet mentally and to his own ears.

“I get the distinct impression you don’t like me.” She pouted out her lip. “But then again it makes no sense, because you are here after all.”

“I am sorry. I just…” he trails off wondering what the fuck he should do.

The pervy teacher just couldn’t resist, she steps in closer to push her cleavage up, in hopes of capturing his undivided attention.

“Hey, I would love to go for ride on your crotch—rocket.” She lifts her finger to trace a pattern over his chest.

Edward contemplated for a moment and decides that he knew how to capture Isabella’s attention, wherever she had gone off to.

“Then by all means climb on.” He whispers in her ear seductively throwing his leg over  as he starts the engine.

From the moment she climbed on behind him, everything about her was just wrong.

Her arms, her body, her mind, her scent, her hair, just everything. He wanted nothing more than for this to be his beloved Angel. He didn’t waste much time hurrying to get back on the road to seek her out, and he was sure the bait on the back of his bike would lure Isabella to him like a fish to a fly that landed softly on a calm lake.   

Edward’s body is stiff against the arms of the female who wraps them around him from behind. Her thoughts were of nothing but twisted fantasies of Edward. Her snarky internal monologue is loving the fact that his body is hard and solid. Solid enough that she could use him like some sort of sex toy.

When her mind shifted into a darker place, he cringed. The beast in him roared in anger at the thoughts that she was flipping through in her mind. If only she knew that Edward was right there with her, she might have been more discreet.

Edward handcuffed.

Edward on his knees.

Edward gagged.

Edward lying on a huge four-poster bed, his arms, and legs spread and bound to it, while she walked around it with a bullwhip.

He felt the heat of her body against his and he felt the remnants of the last time he fed on Bella almost come back up when her body reacts to her perverted thoughts of causing him a considerable amount of pain as she whips him for her own twisted pleasure in her thoughts.

As Edward rounds the next corner his reaction to the obstacle in the middle of the road shocks and horrifies him, but being a vampire, his reaction time is faster than normal. His body braces as the bike turns sideways under the pressure of his hitting the breaks, sending them into a sideways skid and he manages to stop just inches from the beauty lying in the road.

Bella’s bike Candy was right there..

The female behind him gasps pressing her face into the back of his shirt, her heart thundering in her chest.

“Bella.” Edward quietly breathes out her name as he saw her bike lying on its side in the middle of the highway.

He tilted his head to the side and noticed quickly that the bike was not in any way damaged.

An evil smirk grew over his full lips.

“Oh no.” the female voice behind him called out.

Edward’s temper shifted up and was near the point of boiling over when her last thought hit him.

Fuck…now I wont get to lure him down into my dungeon.

He was already at the point of unleashing his beast, then the clack of the sounds of heels bearing a usually quiet stride connected with the concrete highway in an intentional manner to alert them to the fact that they were not alone.

Isabella’s eyes glowed in the headlight of Edward’s bike. She stops, jutting her hip out placing her hand on her hip into an angry balled up fists. Then, ever so slowly, her right eyebrow rose extraordinarily high as she eyed up her man on his bike with a human tramp on the back.

The moment she spoke, Edward’s cock lept to attention.

“Oh Master…I thought I had made this crystal clear to you. I. Don’t. Share!”

He grins.

“What the hell is she doing here?” The human behind him asks incredulously.

“I beg your pardon?” Isabella snorts, eying up the human with disdain.

“I will tell you what I am doing here…but first bitch you need to step off the bike.”

Edward’s low warning growl only pushes her to comply.

Everything was a blur of movement after that. The sound of the female voice uttering a low, “What are you?” Then the distinct crisp clear sound of the bones in her neck snapping.

Edward feels the weight of her leave him from behind and Isabella races off into the forest with her snarling away from him. He parks his bike and goes over to pick up Isabella’s before someone comes around the curve unaware.  

Upon her return she licks the last drop of blood from her bottom lip and whispers, “Did anyone see you with her?”

“No.” he replies.

“Good. Now would you care to explain to me what the hell she is doing with her arms wrapped around you?”

Edward narrows his eyes not fully sure if he wants to correct her smart ass or smirk.

He opts for the smirk.

His choice is a good one when she stomps her way back over to her bike lifting it up away from him, flinging he leg over making sure he had a peek up her skirt.

Edward eyes her up and grows even harder.

“See if you can keep up.” She says as she twists her hair up into a knot.

She starts her bike and looks over her shoulder at him shooting one devious smile his direction. She peels out leaning back and the whole front of the bike lifts off the ground.

The beast moans.

Edward notices the lollipop on the ground and just in case choosing to not leave any evidence he picks it up and hurls it off the side of a mountain, then chases after Bella.

S*h*h*h*h*h…..

It takes him no time to catch up to her and he opts to live a little dangerously. He speeds past her and turns to skid sideways blocking her path.

Bella screeches to a skidding halt. “Park the bike right the fuck over there!” He points to a dirt turnout, climbing off and pushing his in the same direction.

The minute she is off the bike, he attacks with full force. His hands on her hips he pushes her back slamming her body against massive bolder that sits off the side of the road.

A slow deep crack begins to split the rock in two, but creeps along at a very slow pace as it does. 

“Such a bad little girl. What the fuck do you think your doing?” he growls, nipping at her lobe. Her response is instantaneous.

“I am still a newly mated newborn. Don’t forget that!” she hisses.

He grips her chin in between his finger and thumb squeezing.

“Is my Angel jealous?”

Her eyes narrow at him and he watches her eyes as something sparks behind them.

Her hands grip his shirt fisting it as she whirls him around, slamming him against the boulder that is dangerously close to breaking in two any moment now.

Her lips crash into his and she tears his shirt down the front tossing it into the wind.

His hands are everywhere.

Up her bare legs over her back, grabbing her ass, squeezing and groping.

“Check your self baby. Your getting a little rough.” He warns in a low tone.

Isabella pulls back her eyes burning into his.

“Whats wrong the big bad vampire can’t handle a little rough?” she rolls her eyes.

“Ten.”

“Excuse me?” she asks not understanding.

His hands roam down and lift her to wrap her leather covered legs around him.

“Whats wrong does the naughty little dirty vampire need to play the big bad grown up vampire?” He mocks her in a tone that was similar to hers.

She narrows her eyes taking that as a challenge. “You think I want to dominate you?” she questions while her fingers play with the end of the back of his hair at the nape of his neck.

“You sure the fuck do act like it.” His jaw is tightly clenched as if he is holding in some anger.

A smile slowly lifts her lips up. “He couldn’t handle being dominated.” She taunts.

His expression falls. His nostrils flare. His jaw tightens further, his fingers grip her ass cheeks under her skirt.

“Twenty.” He hisses.

She rakes her teeth over her bottom lip now, fully aware of what he is counting up to.

She swallows and takes a deep breath before she attempts to calm him.

“I am sorry Master.”

“Twenty-five.”

“I deserve fifty.” She keeps her eyes focused on his.

“Your damn right you do.”

His primal growl vibrates up through him. He simultaneously yanks his jeans open, then her shirt hangs off one shoulder by threads before he is tearing her red lace panties off in one swift motion. His eyes move down to her clips and he grins the most sinister grin he can muster.

“A little pain with your pleasure?” He hisses impaling her to slide down right on his cock. He pounds into her lifting her up and down like a fucking jack rabbit knows that this is his last fuck before he is about to die. Isabella gasps and pants her hands laced through his hair pulling it as she rides him. Just as she is about to come, Edward’s hand grips the chain wrapping it in his fist and when he stabs his cock in her one last time he tugs the chain with a swift force. They snap free from her nipples and her entire body tenses up on him before it convulses and shudders all around him.

“That’s it baby….noone will ever make you feel what I can make you feel.”

He growls out now snarling and commands her. “Fucking throat now!”

Isabella tilts her head to the right panting as he pumps in and out of her 

“I dominate you Isabella…if you ever suggest that again Angel, I assure you that your Master will drill it into you. It will be a long time before you see the light of day until you do grasp that little fact.”

His fangs lock into place and she braces herself for his bite.

His teeth tear into her throat and he sucks and fucks her on the side of the road as the rock rumbles near them ready to break. The earth shakes as it splits and rolls splitting into two while Isabella screams out  now as she comes quickly along with him. His body tenses, he stills deeply buried inside of her, his teeth gritting down, the muscles in his neck strain before he slowly relaxes coming out of his orgasm.

He pulls her off him gripping her pony tail. “Kneel and suck.” He demands and she does exactly as she is told.

The flavor of them both on her lips now and he watches fascinated by how she is suddenly behaving. When she slurps the last drop off of him, he bends at the waist nuzzling into her throat.

“I think its only fair I add another fifty to that fifty that is already in place.”

“For what?” she pulls back and looks up at him angry.

His head turns and she follows his gaze over to the spot where they parked their bikes.

She gulps.

“Yeah. You owe me little girl and taking it out on your ass is going to be oh so much fun.”

He releases her and walks over to lift his foot to push the rock away from his very expensive pile of scrap metal now.

“I can’t believe it only lasted less than twelve hours.” He looks over his shoulder and chuckles in her direction.

“In my defense, I didn’t really like the name Caine anyway.”

“Miss Swan…it appears I need a ride home. Would you be willing to give me a ride?” He gives her his best puppy dog eyes.

“So long as you don’t mind me riding topless.” She smiles cheekily.

“Drive fast and I won’t have to mind, but I do like the idea of being able to wrap my arms around you and hold onto something soft and curvy.” He eyes her breasts up and down.

“Silly vampire,” she teases, “my nipples surely won’t be soft.”

Edward grins at her and grabs her around the waist tickling her and growling as he flings her onto her bike like a rag doll climbing on the back of it also.

She starts it up revs the engine and yells back, “Hold on.”

Edward bites down on her lobe and murmurs, “Oh I intend to.”, and they take off into the dark night.

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OUTTAKE III Part 1

Shhhhh…….

OUTTAKE III One Hot Summer Night Part 1

“Well?” Isabella’s soft voice whispers into Charley’s ear as she kneels down and asks him.

“Why me?” he asks, turning to look at her curiously. “Why did you pick me out of everyone else in the world?”

Isabella looks at him with admiration.

“Because everyone needs a guardian angel, and out of all the people in the world, I think you needed one more than anyone else, so I chose you!” she tickles his tummy.

She didn’t know what it was about the kid that she felt so connected to, she just knew that she did, and the mere thought that he wasn’t able to go check out a book at a library because he was homeless, pulled at her heartstrings. She had spent her money on a fancy house, a fancy car, and other little unimportant things, but if she learned one thing from her life on this earth, everyone deserved to be given the opportunity to read.

It didn’t matter what topic, or content the book had, what was important was that the information was available to everyone equally. She smiles standing up as the crowd moves towards the newly opened library and reflected on a moment that she remembers checking out books on the topic of BDSM.

The memories were cloudy but still there. If it had not been for the vast information she gathered from reading about this lifestyle, she may have never taken the chance to try something that eventually brought her to her beloved Edward.

He reaches over and takes her hand and she smiles up at him.

Charley’s parents look over at the beautiful pale couple and smile as Charley tugs his dad’s hand, leading him across the street so they could finally go inside.

Peter claps Edward on the back and looks at the building with pride. “I think we need to go into architecture.” he grins.

“Go right ahead, we are heading west, for a much needed vacation.” Edward hugged Isabella to him, kissing her forehead. 

Peter frowns. “Well fuck…that ends that!” he growls.

“What?” Edward asks.

“Everyone that goes west ends up staying there for good! You guys will end up permanent residents!” he grumps.

Edward laughs.

“Who knows, maybe we will get discovered, hell we could audition for parts in a vampire movie.” He laughs louder.

Peter rolls his eyes and walks away.

“Actors?” Isabella asks.

“Sure, why not?”

“You just want your star on the walk of fame you vain little vampire.” She whispers.

“Hell Angel, I could buy that.” he pulls her arm dragging her into their new investment.

 Two weeks later……

Just before sunset, Malibu California

The air is hot and somewhat drier than normal for the city of Los Angeles. Santa Ana winds are blowing and whipping the warm dry air in any and every direction.

Edward and Bella have found Los Angeles to become like a second home. A home away from home. The weather is one of the few reasons they have grown to love it here. Not to mention, the vast number of prey that they have a choice to dine on.

“Angel, now your turn, truth, or dare?”

Isabella looks over at him sitting in Cherry with very little on, her long bare legs stretch out over to the console resting her feet on his lap. He rubs her foot with his left hand, massaging it. He is very pleased with his choice of fashion for her this evening. Tonight, less is better.

His hand reaches down between her thighs as he grabs Cherry’s gear stick between her legs, downshifting as he comes up on a light line of traffic. The hum of Cherry’s engine roars downshifting around the curve and his hand brushes the inside of her thigh softly.

“Let’s go with dare this time.” She smiles.

He looks over at her as she gives him a wild set of bedroom eyes and her fangs lock into place while her tongue licks at a big red sucker, all while she teases him.

“Fuck that thing is almost as big as my dick. Does it ever shrink?” he looks at her out of the corner of his eye, now starting to pull forward slowly.  

“I call it my ever lasting gobstopper. Come on baby, you know you want a taste. Swipe that gifted tongue over it and coat it with your venom. You taste so much yummier than it.”

He smirks turning to unleash that sexy as hell grin.

“You hold, I’ll lick.” He says as he opens his mouth presenting his fangs glistening in venom.

“Hmmm.” Bella cannot help but mewl at the sight and the way his tongue works her favorite lollipop.

Her eyes grow hooded and she sucks her bottom lip in watching his tongue come out and glisten as he slathers venom all over it covering the frozen blood flavored pop with his essence. When he is done, he lets out a loud sucking sound that has Isabella’s knees wanting to rub together.

Edward grips one of them tight keeping them apart with the gear stick between them looking right up under her white skirt to watch the red panties darken from her clit down with wetness.

Just then, an entourage of motorcycles pulls up to stop alongside of both of them.

Edward growls.

The biker gang is a rowdy bunch, hooting at hollering at the long line of expensive machines similar to Edward’s as they navigate through the congested little seaside town.

A female voice purrs right next to them and Edward looks to the left to see a long raven haired beauty bent over a chrome engine in a leather skirt, thigh high black boots and a black leather halter with fringe hanging along the sides of her breasts. She guns the bike that she sits on and eyes him up.

“Yummy…I bet her lips look just as good wrapped around you as they do that lollipop.”

She licks her blood red lips seductively trying to seduce a vampire and very unaware that her beauty and charm does nothing for Edward.

He smirks; he eyes up her bike and cocks his head listening to her thoughts.

Edward has never taken a female life until he recently killed Lauren, and he doesn’t count her because she was after all, a vampire.

Tonight that is about to change as he dives deep into her psyche and sees something that not only disgusts him, but has him seeing red. His second set of fangs slowly, discretely slide out, and lock into place. He keeps his mouth closed gritting his teeth.

Evil doesn’t even begin to describe this female. She has done some deplorable things with male and female alike, but the one thing that keeps popping up as they sit there in traffic is the one thing that has already condemned her to die.

His Angel is going to dine on something a little different tonight.

A female pedophile is a rare occurrence, and this is her newest twisted fetish, although she has dabbled in some pretty twisted shit, as she sits there revving the gas of her bike and eyeing him up, like a piece of a meat, flipping through scenes of her past and placing Edward’s face on some of her conquests.  

“You ever wanna share her and that lolli…cruise up to the Rock. I’ll keep an eye out for you.” With that, she took off weaving between the cars that had now become a parking lot, with the other dozens of bikers following behind her.

Edward smirks and the glint in his eye brightens when he turns back to watch an Angel pout with jealousy over the flirty one-sided exchange.

Edward licks his lips, his long index finger brushing the inside of her thigh going higher and higher until he feels wet heat on lacy fabric.

His voice is honey and sex and Isabella knows this very sexy look from her vamp.

“I dare you my little sex kitten…”

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Edward pulls up and climbs out walking around while buttoning the jacket of his Armani suit as he rushes around to opens her door.

One long sexy as hell leg steps out of the red Lamborghini and the two colors match beautifully but are shades off.

Isabella’s thigh high deep blood red boots lift her out with Edward’s hand pulling hers to him. His hand snakes round her back and he presses her firmly against him kissing her hard as his fingers hold her stone flesh where he needs her.

The patrons of the retail bike store all watch the sexy hot couple kiss passionately and it looks like a scene out a fucking James bond movie…with a very sexy bronzed haired Bond who would have women swooning all over the world, while the chocolate haired sex vixen taunted the male species in a short skirt and those fuck me red boots.

Her long mahogany locks flow down with a high ponytail wrapped in white ribbons that flow along the length of her hair.

Edward purrs into her lips and slowly pulls back smirking.

“Come Angel, it’s time for your Master to reward his naughty little girl for being so fucking perfect for me. Any bike you want baby, it’s yours, just make sure it’s fast and sleek and you won’t have me disagreeing with your choice. Remember…I get to name her.” He grins.

Isabella giggles and walks towards the entrance.

“Can I help you?”

“Yes, I spoke to you earlier, name is Cullen, this here is my beloved Bella, and I want to buy her a bike.”

“Oh yes! Mr. Cullen, please come in. I have a row of what you suggested lined up right over here.”

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An hour later, Edward pulls Cherry up to the gates of their Malibu estates and waits for it to open. The large carrier follows behind him, carrying two brand new of the sexiest fastest motorcycles in production.

Black for Edward, Red for Bella. 

Isabella’s is bouncing off the walls waiting for her master to select her outfit, once they get inside. He walks out of the closet with a plastic covered bag and lays it down on the chair.

“You have fifteen minutes to be dressed and kneeling at the foot of my chair Angel.”

He turns to leave and then stops. “Same boots beautiful girl.”

Edward walks out and Bella jumps up grabbing the bag to get ready.

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Edward sits in his chair some delightful surprises for his submissive. The clack of her boot heels hits the floor as she walks over to her Master and lowers herself down on her knees, her hand rests on one knee as her eyes meet his.

“Fuck you are going to be hard to resist. Hair.” He commands and she lifts it up as he reaches around untying her halter-top, letting it fall down. He leans forward looking into her eyes he places a soft kiss on her lips and pinches her nipples hard while twisting them between his thumb and finger.

His eyes are level with hers as he bares his teeth and she watches fascinated as his fangs slide out and drool venom down the tips. He lets them drip over her nipples and smirks.

“Eyes stay on me Isabella.” He commands and he reaches over flips open a box and then pulls out something that sounds metal.

“Reach up and pull your nipple.” He watches as her fingers find it and she pulls it taught.

“More.”

She tugs it out, the smooth metal surrounds her nipple, and when he lets it go, it grabs on to her nipple like nothing she has ever felt before. She gasps, sucking in a deep breath.

“Very nice. I am impressed. I wasn’t so sure these would work but it appears they weren’t kidding when the named the product. How does that feel Angel?”

“Like your biting me.” She sucks in a deep breath.

“That’s what they are called. Biting clips.” He repeats the process placing the other one on and then pulls her dress open dropping something down the front of it before he reaches for her halter. He lifts it back up commanding her to hold her hair while he ties it behind her.

“Stand, legs spread, lift your skirt, pull your panties down to your thighs.” She follows every order.

“Tsk, tsk, wet already and I haven’t even touched you. I hope you don’t get so wet that this doesn’t stay fastened. If at anytime you feel like it isn’t we stop and reset it.” The sound of a chain rings out and she feels his fingers spread her lips pinch her clit and a snap grips tight into her flesh causing it to protrude out.

“Eyes closed.” He demands and sits back in his chair picking up the remote he presses the selection of buttons and watches her for any discomfort.

“Oooooh!” she squeaks out a surprise as a pulse of sensation runs from her clit to her nipples and back again.

“Mmmm.” A low moan escapes and she bites her cheek to hold it back.

“Panties up.” He orders standing and leans down, “Eyes.” She responds opening them to meet his and they are alight in excitement.

“Your pussy is at my mercy tonight. We are hunting also love. A certain raven-haired biker needs to meet her maker. Let’s go.” He demands and leads her out to the garage area where their new bikes are parked.

He makes sure Bella is comfortable on her new bike before he climbs aboard his. The gate is already opening and he looks over at her and smiles.

“Ready to take that dare baby?” he asks over the roar of the engines.

Isabella lifts her ass up in the air readjusts her skirt, looks over at him, and tells him.

“Bring it.” She grins.

He nods down to her bike and says, “Let Candy out to play.” He grins.

She smiles. “Candy…I like that.” she nods at his and asks. “And yours?”

“Caine, with an I.” he winks at her and takes off laughing.

She rolls her eyes where he cannot see her and follows behind him.

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The sun had already set as they hit the coast highway. They played with each other one passing the other and popping wheelies for long distances.

It was Friday night and the roads were congested with people out driving just for the sake of taking a ride.

A group of teens in a PT Cruiser pull up along side Bella and they all hang out the window whistling and hollering at her. 

Then Edward pulls up right next to her looking past his Angel and the look he gave them had them all retreating inside of the windows.

He chuckles and leans over.

“Lips.” He demands and she leans over and lets him tongue fuck her right there at the red light.

He groans in her mouth and sucks her lip pulling back.

“Time to hunt beautiful girl.” He grins like the devil and takes off up Mulholland Drive taking the curves at speeds no human would dare risk, with Isabella hot on his tail.

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Second part will be up tomorrow! Thank You!