Solace Rosanna
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2003: ‘I had her in my arms, Lee…in my arms and then she was gone!’ Casey whaled with her head in her hands.
‘You must be losing your touch,’ Leander offered, knowing this would get a response from Casey.
As he thought, she looked up, her eyes blazing.
‘Not on your life! It was that damned cell phone call. It spoiled the whole moment.’ Casey sat up, her fingers gripping her knees. ‘I’m going to have her, Lee. She can’t just walk out of my life now.’
‘You walked out of hers.’ Leander reminded her.
‘That was different. I was young and didn’t really have any direction in my life. I needed to figure out what I wanted—and needed,’ Casey said with emphasis on the last word.
‘Well, you didn’t seem to need Rosanna Romero at the time and she’s probably moved on,’ Leander said soberly.
‘Leander, whose side are you on here?’ Casey asked with growing annoyance.
‘I am on your side, but that doesn’t mean I can’t point out the truths that I see,’ he replied with a gentle smile and a pat on her knee. Casey swatted his hand away.
‘Well, I don’t want to hear truth. I want to hear Ross whispering in my ear how much she wants me and then—’ She broke off the statement because it only caused her frustration level to rise.
‘Why didn’t you let her know you liked her in high school?’ Leander asked innocently.
‘I don’t know. Maybe I was afraid it would ruin our friendship. We were so close. I told Rosanna everything back then—about the guys anyway. People don’t always understand those of us who are attracted to both sexes. They want you to choose.’
‘I think if anyone would have understood it would have been your best friend, don’t you think?’ replied Leander, removing his glasses to wipe them with a handkerchief.
‘I couldn’t take that chance. I didn’t want to lose her,’ she murmured as she ran both hands through her hair away from her face. ‘I’ve got to take a shower. She was torn about this, though, because she wanted to freshen up, but she hated to erase the traces of Ross’s intoxicating cologne.
From what Casey had told Leander, it had sounded like they had gone quite far in the foreplay department. Very interesting. Casey was positively vibrating with sexual tension.
Casey suddenly looked up and said, ‘Lee, you’ve got to help me get Ross back.’
‘And how do you suppose we do that, Ms. Deans…kidnap her? Leander smirked, crossing his arms over his chest. ‘And what if she doesn’t want to be gotten?’
‘We could not have gone as far as she did if she didn’t want me. Ross is a woman of honor.’ Casey rose with finality. She called back as she strode to her bedroom, ‘You can let yourself out, Lee. I’ll get back to you on the plan—as soon as I think of one.’
‘I’m sure you will and that’s what I’m afraid of,’ Leander said as he stood, stretched and headed for the door. I wonder if the lovely Ms. Romero knows what she’s in for, he thought as he closed the door behind him and headed for the stairwell. He was in a fever to write everything down.
As the cool spray washed over Casey’s body, her mind drifted back to her previous activities with Ross. She could not get her out of her mind—her caresses, kisses. All blended to send her into a frenzy of arousal. How would she sleep tonight? She wouldn’t until she found release. Her little buddy would be a poor substitute, but it would have to do. Once she had satisfied the needs of her body, she could concentrate on her plan.
Rosanna and Matilda walked in silence to La Contessa’s. Rosanna’s mind was working overtime trying to find the right words. There are no right words! Her mouth and throat were as dry as sandpaper and she was uncertain that she would be able to articulate anything, much less a coherent excuse. Matilda, in contrast, was smiling to herself as if the mysteries of the world had been whispered in her ear and only she could choose to whom she would reveal them. She held on to Rosanna’s arm and squeezed gently. Matilda broke the silence as they entered the cool, dark restaurant where they had dined many times.
‘Rosanna, I know you’ll be honest with me because we have an honest relationship. No matter what’s happened, I’m sure we can sort it all out and go on from here,’ Matilda declared as they were seated in a small booth.
‘Right,’ Rosanna replied. She said nothing more. Sure. She says that now and then when I tell her I almost made love to another woman, she’ll freak out and it’ll be a whole different story. I know women. I am a woman! She glanced at her menu. The brief respite, which had renewed her appetite, was gone and she found that nothing on the extensive menu appealed to her. She gulped down her water and signaled the server for another glass.
‘You certainly are thirsty, Rosanna,’ Matilda said, eyeing her menu with what appeared to be great interest.
‘I’m always thirsty. You know me.’ Rosanna replied softly and made an attempt at a half-hearted smile.
‘And hungry?’ Matilda asked with mock innocence.
‘That, too. I think my appetite has flown the coop, though. But how was your day, Mattie?’ Rosanna asked, hoping to divert Matilda’s attention.
‘I thought you were starving,’ Mattie said.
‘I don’t know what happened. Maybe I’m coming down with something.’ Rosanna said lamely.
‘Perhaps it has something to do with your pants.’ Matilda offered pointedly. She reached her hand across the table and placed it atop Rosanna’s.
‘Your hands are freezing! What’s the matter? Maybe you are coming down with a bug, Rosanna. You should see Dr. Edwards tomorrow,’ she announced.
‘No, I…really, Mattie. I don’t think it’s that serious. I’ll get some over-the-counter stuff.’
‘You have that meeting for your new staff on Monday. You want to be at your best, Rosanna,’ Matilda continued, brushing a lock of Rosanna’s hair out of her eyes.
Rosanna thought that perhaps Matilda might be right about the sick thing because right now she felt alternately hot, cold and her stomach was tied up in so many knots, Houdini couldn’t have escaped!
The server appeared and Mattie gave her order. She also took the liberty of ordering a bowl of soup and small salad for Rosanna, who raised an eyebrow, but did not protest.
‘Soup is good for you right now. You really don’t look well, Rosanna. Your color is not good at all,’ Matilda fussed.
‘Look, Mattie. I have to tell you something,’ Rosanna began.
‘You know, Rosanna, I don’t know if I’m quite ready to hear this yet.’ Matilda began gazing around the restaurant as if seeing it for the first time.
‘I’m not sure I want to tell you, but as you say, we have always had an honest relationship and we can’t have a life together unless…’ Rosanna sighed heavily and began to recount the day’s events, starting with her meeting with Solace and ending with the scenario on Casey’s carpet.
As Rosanna spoke, Matilda sat listening intently, never interrupting. When Rosanna ended her narrative, she calmly rose, picked up a full glass of water and tossed it in Rosanna’s face, drenching her.
‘I thought you said we’d be able to sort it out!’ Rosanna sputtered.
‘Go and sort it out with Solace or Casey or whomever you want in your bed now, Rosanna Romero! I can’t be near you!’ With those words, Mattie stormed out of the restaurant.
Rosanna used a napkin to dry herself as best she could. Their server, Frank, whom they had known for a year, came up to her and asked in soft tones,
‘Do you still want your soup, Rosanna?’
‘No thanks, Frank,’ she answered and got up to leave the restaurant, her damp sweater and pants clinging to her suggestively. She garnered a few brief stares, but was completely oblivious to anything but the horrible situation she had gotten herself into. She certainly was in the mood for alienating everyone. She would go home, throw a TV dinner in the microwave and wat
ch a movie. It didn’t matter what movie—just something to calm her nerves, a comedy perhaps. Goddess knew she needed a damned good laugh right now.
She was in such deep thought that she did not hear Matilda calling to her as she entered her building.
‘Rosanna!’ Matilda called again. Rosanna turned to face her. She did not speak. Her bangs were plastered to her forehead. She simply stared at Matilda in helpless defeat.
‘I’m sorry, Rosanna,’ Matilda said, coming to stand in front of Rosanna.
‘I’m sorry, too, Mattie.’
‘I was shocked that you—’ Matilda broke off.
‘Do you want to talk, Mattie?’
‘I don’t know if I’m ready for that, but I did want to apologize for making a scene.’
‘Please come upstairs, Mattie. I want to try to explain.’ Rosanna placed a hand on Matilda’s arm.
‘Excuse me, ladies,’ a woman’s voice said.
‘Come on,’ said Rosanna. ‘I’ve got to get out of these clothes or I really will catch something.’ She led them to the elevators. They rode up in silence and entered the quiet, now dark apartment. Rosanna placed her keys on their peg and went straight to her bedroom to change. Matilda followed her. Rosanna stripped off her sweater and pants. As she searched in her drawer, she felt a sharp sting on her butt.
‘Hey! Mattie, why did you—’ She did not get a chance to finish her sentence as Matilda advanced.
‘You deserve that and more, Ms. Romero,’ said Matilda defiantly. She pushed Rosanna firmly onto her bed. Matilda had been working out on a regular basis and she was almost as strong as Rosanna, who put up a brief ineffectual struggle.
‘I’m going to show you that you don’t need any other woman, Rosanna.’ Matilda threw herself on top of Rosanna, grabbed her wrists, and plunged her tongue into Rosanna’s unsuspecting mouth. Stunned, all Rosanna could think to do was return the favor. Oh my gosh, Rosanna thought, Matilda likes it rough! Why did I not know this? Rosanna’s overloaded mind and over-heated body could take no more. She tore off Matilda’s expensive suit, not caring whether she ripped off every button. She pealed off the barely-there Victoria’s Secret underwear. Rosanna then proceeded to show Ms. Matilda Harper a thing or four about being in charge.
Physically satisfied, but mentally frazzled, they fell asleep in each other’s arms. When morning came, Rosanna rolled over, reached for Matilda and found her side of the bed cold and empty. She reached for the telephone, pressed the speed dial number for Matilda’s apartment, but received Matilda’s impersonal answering machine. She left a brief message and hung up. Why did she leave? She tried the number several more times, but received the same annoying message. She gave up and decided to go. The note left on her dresser stopped her. It read:
‘Rosanna,
I don’t know what came over me last night. I know I was devastated about what you told me because I thought you had gotten over Solace. I’m not sure you met her just because you wanted to say goodbye and that bothers me. Maybe I was trying to prove something to myself—that I was strong and in charge. I wanted to make you see what you’d be giving up. Silly, I know, but right now I can’t make much sense of anything, so I’m just going to abandon ship for a while. I’ll call you when I’m ready. Love, Matilda.’
Well, at least she put ‘love’, Rosanna thought and it dawned on her that she had never told Matilda that she loved her. And she did…didn’t she? And where had she gone?
2003: Solace let the phone ring at least four times before she answered it. For two weeks she had picked up the offending instrument on the first ring had been crestfallen each time. It was not that she didn’t have the desire to hear from her family and friends, she simply desperately longed to hear Rosanna’s low, smooth tones. She attributed her physical symptoms of lethargy, insomnia, and lack of appetite to the breakup. She cried more tears than she thought humanly possible, Bizarrey the Cat...
2000: “Aren’t you ready yet, Sol?” called Rosanna impatiently from Solace’s living room. She glanced again at her watch, noting they had less than an hour to get to the rehearsal in time. They would have to take a taxi. Katrina would give them the evil eye. Rosanna could not understand why Solace found it so difficult to get herself together each time. She seemed to be organized only half the time and the other she spent in a hopeless state of confusion. Rosanna huffed in agitation. Suddenly,...
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1998: Solace awakened that Sunday with anticipation. She was to meet Rosanna at Maria’s Market—a new restaurant on 91st street that offered what was billed as ‘healthy’ cuisine. Solace was not particularly health conscious, but she did make an effort to eat something nutritious at least a few times a week. She stood in front of her closet with the gooseneck lamp shining brightly over her shoulder. Gracious, that lamp is hot! I better pick something before I fry here. This was a thought that ran...
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1998: Solace moaned so loudly that she woke herself up. Her heart was beating as if she had just completed the New York City Marathon. To her delight, she was still experiencing remnants of the intense orgasm that had been induced by the passionate love-making she and Rosanna Romero had shared. She basked in the euphoric feeling of the contractions of her vaginal muscles. How strange, she thought hazily. I just met her. How could I be dreaming about her already? When she came back to her...
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First, I would like to thank you, Faithful Reader, for sticking with the story. I would also like to send a special thanks to those who took the time to vote. That really meant a great deal to me. Perhaps I should have posted this work in Romance, as it was probably not as spicy as most would have liked. But I am a novice at this and will think before I post next time. Until then, happy reading and writing to you all! –Alacia I would also like to apologize for the late posting of this part. I...
2003: The day was overcast with the threat of rain, but Rosanna was prepared, as always, with her umbrella tucked in her shoulder-bag as she walked uptown to Matilda’s office. She recalled the times Solace had appeared at several of their meetings looking as if she’d been through a hurricane, hair plastered, soaked and wind-blown, but sexy, nonetheless. Damned sexy. On one such memorable occasion Solace had raced into a rehearsal-late–and dropped her belongings into a nearby chair. She had then...
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2003: L. D. Jansen stood on the steps of her apartment house, hands thrust into pockets as she watched the departing taxi glide down the block and turn the corner. She turned abruptly and strode purposefully into the building. Her concentration was such that she did not hear Dodge, the doorman as he bid her a good evening. Jon Dodge found the enigmatic woman extremely attractive, not that he would ever let that little secret out. He watched her lithe, muscled physique as she strolled into the...
2003: Rosanna had only received one phone call from Matilda in the two weeks since her abrupt departure. She called to say that she was fine and would be staying with a friend in upstate New York. She did not offer a name and Rosanna stubbornly did not ask for one. She simply listened, her blood boiling and temples throbbing as Matilda explained that she needed to think about their future. Rosanna offered that perhaps they should discuss their future together, but Matilda had said that she was...
2003: Matilda Harper sat in her office, drumming her impeccably manicured finger nails on the top of her ultra-neat glass-covered desk. She glared at the telephone as if the instrument had offended her in some way. As far as Matilda was concerned, it had because Rosanna had once again rebuffed her dinner invitation, claiming she had important reports to finish. This excuse was beginning to wear thin and Matilda had slammed down the phone in frustration. She knew that Rosanna was still smarting...
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Casey grinned evily. Casey grinned evily. The cab pulled up in front of a ten-story red brick private building on a tree-lined street. There were three steps leading up to the entrance. Rosanna sat up and reached for her wallet, but Casey placed a restraining hand on her arm. “I got it,” Casey said as she began counting out the fair. “My tab is growing. Now I’ll really owe you,” Rosanna growled. “Yes, It is, and I love it!” Casey grinned evily. She jumped out of the car, ran around to the...
2003: Mozart’s Eine Kleine Nachtmusik played relentlessly as Rosanna squirmed out from under Casey and began searching frantically for her cell phone. “Dammit! Where the hell is my briefcase, Casey?” She yelled as she ran from corner to corner. “Calm down, Ross! It’s only the phone,” Casey said languidly, enjoying the spectacle of a very sexy, very naked Ross run around her living room. She did not budge from her spot on the carpeted floor. “No, it’s not just the phone. It’s Matilda!”...
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Kru followed Major Sweet through the doorway, which was one of the Obsidian gates, and into a bustling room on Obsidian itself. Kru had been here twice before now, having been ordered to the Garden for educational opportunities. This time, rather than walking over to the Garden, they went to the Spirit Master's executive offices. A very pleasant older woman there asked them to wait a moment, and soon they were joined by a Legionnaire, who was obviously a soldier. Kru could recognize that...
Helen arrived at the door and being of the average height for a sixth former was able to read with little difficulty, the inscription on the plaque. It identified the door as that to the study of the Headmaster. She glanced at the clock above and saw that a further minute had elapsed and that a mere four minutes remained before the hour would be reached. She stood quite still outside the door praying that nobody who knew her would appear at the far end of the corridor. There was only one...
by hemanth Hi dostooo this is hemanth 36 from hyderabad and this is a real story of mine. Muje aunty or girls ko chodne ko bahut mazaaa hata hai. Mai ek din office ko nikla aur bus stop phar bus ke liya wait kar raha tho phir maine dekha a college girl in the age of 20 bahut sundar aur jeans phar mere bajuk kadi thi aur usne mujse time puchaaa main ne kaha ki 9.30 oh thanks kar ke bus chadi maine bhi wohi bus chadi bahut bheed thi mai direh se bus ke andhar gusgaya phir uske piche stand ho...
Dan was sitting in the Burger King across from the Amoco station when Adrianne pulled up. She looked around and then walked to the phone and stood waiting for his call. Dan let her wait until five minutes after five. He didn't see anyone that could possibly be waiting for him. He picked up his throw away cell and called the pay phone and directed her to go to another pay phone closer to the motel. Dan sat as Adrianne pulled away. He watched to see if anyone followed her as she drove away....
Main bachpan se UP ke ek chote se gaav mein padha tha, isliye jab mera Delhi University mein admission hua mujhe bahut khushi hui. Par thore dino baad main bahut khush bhi tha aur dukhi bhi, 1 saal se main DU mein padh rha tha aur mere collg mein bahut hi hot ladkiya thi par dukh is baat ka tha ki kisi ko bhi patta na saka. College mein jaha dekho vha ek se bhad kr ek ladkiya thi, chutiye chutiye launde bhi gf bana ke maze le rahe the aur main abhi tak haath hi hila rha tha. Acha khasa hone ke...
"Stand and deliver!" He stood with pistols drawn praying the coachman and the guard would yield without a fight. Why would these poor bastards give up their lives for the rich fools in their charge? Honour? Foolishness, they had no chance, the setting sun was at his back, he was at very short range, they had been caught by surprise... he hoped they would simply yield and spare him the expense of the powder and shot. No such luck, the guard, young, foolish, moved. The musket by his side was...
Love StoriesThis is a particular event I wanted to explain thoroughly. Even though I have written many stories in ISS platform this ,I have given my best effort for it. So let me introduce myself I am Hari and this story I intend to release as many parts. Basically I am a mallu and girls and ladies who are interested in chatting with me or even want to take it to the next level can contact me in the mail id and I will be always online in hangouts to chat. I assure you that our personal details will be...
Evony wakes up to the rustling of trash. Her eyes spring open and instantly she is on the defensive. Her heart is racing in panic. But there isn’t any danger. It is only a homeless man digging through the dumpster nearby. It is a little chilly this morning so she pulls the jacket she has on a little tighter. She grabbed it on the way out of Kelly’s apartment early this morning. It was totally on impulse at the time. Oh Kelly, what did I do? Evony climbs to her feet. It is time to go home....
Harlow Harrison likes to fuck. Jennifer White likes to fuck. Prince Yashua likes to fuck. And James Deen likes to fuck. When these four people are together it is pretty much guaranteed that someone will be fucking. It appears that Jennifer and Prince had fucked but not Harlow and Prince. Naturally they started fucking. It also appears that Harlow and James had fucked but not James and Jennifer. Again, they decided to start fucking. It also appears that there was only one bed, so they all...
xmoviesforyouChapter: May “Reality Check” * Meeting a girlfriend’s parents is a defining moment in a relationship; theoretically, you’ll make a lasting impression on your honey’s parents that won’t make them go for the shotgun. Yes, ma’am. I do think your daughter is a lovely, talented young woman and I think the world of her. No sir, I wouldn’t consider for a second bringing her home even a hair past eleven. Not that easy, of course. Oh hell, no. Every gesture is significant and every facial expression...
Love StoriesA chair is still a chair Even when there's no one sittin' there But a chair is not a house And a house is not a home When there's no one there to hold you tight And no one there you can kiss goodnight (Hal David / Burt Bacharach){/r} "G'day, mate, welcome home to Australia," the immigration officer said as he handed my passport back. "Are you home for good?" "Yeah, decided it was time to move back; eleven years in the US was too long," I replied. "I'm looking forward to some...
On New Years Eve the three couples engaged in another wild orgy, drinking and swapping the night away. Late the next morning, while sipping Bloody Marys and munching on buttered toast, Jan and Sandy became serious. "Listen you guys," started Jan, "Sandy and I have an announcement." "Yes," finished Sandy, "we are going to get pregnant!" Stan and Bob's eyebrows shot up and each shook his head as if to defragment their brains. "What?" Stan asked. "You heard what we said. It's...
I have a big weakness for muscles and this is a story about one my favorite bodybuilders that I ACTUALLY got to meet in person and he's such a cool and sexy man. This bodybuilder from the Netherlands, Quincy Winklaar, is the bodybuilding man of my dreams and this story is fictional and derived from my imagination so just go along for the ride. Oh and just so you can get a visual on who I'm talking about in this story here's what he looks like:So this takes place in college around the fall...