Solace Rosanna
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A blue-jean clad Rosanna Romero lay on her bed, eyes closed, hands clasped behind her head, a faint smile playing around the corners of her lips. She was reliving her evening’s activities—well, mainly one activity. She and Anna had enjoyed some fairly intense kisses and caresses during the past months, but this evening she had returned a definite lover. They had ‘gone all the way’. It had been a first for both of them and, as any first time, it would not or could not ever be forgotten.
As Mozart played softly on her stereo, Rosanna relived the exquisite moments and her body warmed with excitement all over again. She picked up the phone and called Anna to find out if she were feeling something similar.
It was no small wonder that her mother, Carla Romero, a Pediatrician, had asked her why she was glowing and seemed so happy. Carla knew that the third degree would not work on Rosanna. Her daughter was, by nature, a quiet introspective person who would only be drawn out when ready, if at all. And she had become even more taciturn since the death of her father, Antonio, two years earlier. Carla had been able to heal Rosanna’s physical aches, but was unable to get Rosanna to speak to any of her colleagues in psychology. Rosanna had simply sat there in sullen silence. Finally, Carla had relented and ceased what Rosanna had called the “torture by talking” sessions. In truth, it had been extremely difficult for Carla herself to move on since that tragic day. She’d had a series of casual, mostly unsatisfying affairs, but had not found anyone who came within an inch of her Tony. They had been each other’s soul mates. As many before her, she wrapped herself up in her work and her daughter. Fortunately, her practice had allowed them to live a comfortable life—one less thing to worry about. But she always worried about her Rosanna.
Anna Martin had been admiring Rosanna for four months. She was new to Liberty High and was scouting for prospective friends and partners. She found herself in the same math class with Rosanna and the dark-haired beauty had caught her eye and her imagination. She had conjured many scenarios in which they met, talked, became friends and possibly engaged in other activities. Her fantasies had become so powerful that she was forced to satisfy herself on a nightly basis to relieve her growing tension. Anna became almost obsessed with luring Rosanna to her. She attempted to start a conversation with her several times after class, but that Casey Deans was always waiting outside the classroom door and they strode off down the corridor to their next class while Anna stood fuming in frustration. Those two were practically inseparable. If Anna hadn’t known that Casey was a boy-toy, she would have sworn that she and Rosanna were more than friends.
Anna was a perky brunette, under five feet tall, well-developed young woman who had known early on that she was attracted to other girls. Rather than be ashamed and fearful, she wore her sexuality with pride. Fortunately, she was in an artistic school, which was accustomed to the eccentricities of its students.
In a moment of genius, Anna realized that she had a perfect opportunity to talk to Rosanna every day, and she hadn’t known why she had not thought of it sooner. No matter. She was going to have Ms. Rosanna Romero. She would talk to Rosanna before class started. Rosanna was always early. Her mind and eyes focused on her math book. She appeared to be copying every example.
The next day, Anna woke in a state of near frenzy,. She stood in front of her closet deciding on what she considered the perfect outfit. She chose a red cashmere sweater which had been given to her for the holidays. She wore body-hugging black pants and boots with a small heel. She didn’t want to trip and fall on the ice just for vanity’s sake. She put on her usual light makeup, looked in the mirror and pronounced herself ready.
“That sweater looks great on you, Annie,” her mother, Andrea, commented.
“Thanks mom. I hope a certain someone thinks so,” replied Anna as she flew out the front door. The day was brisk and cold, but Anna’s excitement kept her warm all day.
Anna walked into the dull room where they had math—not her best subject, but she had been able to catch up with the lessons. She spotted Rosanna sitting in her usual seat on the far side of the room, her nose buried in her book, her bangs falling forward. Anna’s heart beat out of control and she was dismayed to find that her stomach was beginning to feel a bit queasy. She grabbed her middle, trying to massage the unwanted feeling away.
She had prepared a speech that she hoped would begin:
“Hi. I’ve been noticing you.” And Rosanna would reply in her sultry low tones: “I’ve been noticing you noticing me.”
Anna knew it was really corny, but, after all, it was a fantasy, and they could be as gushy as you wanted. What she actually said, though, was not the stuff of fantasies but was more suited to a medical drama.
“Oh, I think I’m going to throw up!” She put one hand to her mouth and the other out in front of her as if reaching for a place on which to lean.
Rosanna jumped up, grabbed Anna by the arm and half dragged her to the bathroom where she proceeded to be horribly ill. What the hell had happened? Had she been that nervous or had the damned sandwich meat been stale? Her mom was so bad at checking on the life of the food in the fridge. She was too busy painting. When Anna felt the abdominal spasms subside, she left the stall. Now she had a wicked headache, but that she could handle.
“I’m so sorry,” Anna said weakly. She moved to the sink, washed her face and rinsed her mouth with cold water and searched blindly for the paper towel dispenser. Rosanna handed her a few sheets of the brown, rough paper.
“Are you feeling better?” she asked.
“I think so. I don’t know what happened.” Anna said, gingerly wiping her face.
“Were you drinking last night?” Rosanna asked with a slight smirk.
“Drinking? No. I can’t drink. It makes me throw up.” Anna said, realizing what she had said. They both chuckled.
“Did you have something bad to eat for lunch? Maybe you’re coming down with a bug. Do you walk with that pink stuff?” Rosanna asked these questions in rapid-fire succession, looking at Anna with some concern.
“Wow! Is one of your parents a doctor or something? Anna asked, holding up her hand in mock protest.
“My mom’s a pediatrician.” Rosanna answered sheepishly.
“Ah…that explains the medical third degree. Do you want to become one? Anna asked a question of her own.
“Not really. I used to visit my mom’s practice a lot when I was younger and I guess I picked up my bed-side manner from her.” Rosanna smiled. “You still look a little pale. Maybe you should see the nurse.”
“Nah. We’ve got to get back to class. Ms. Archer is already going to give us the evil eye. You know, she’s trying to prepare us for the SATs,” Anna replied soberly.
“Don’t remind me,” Rosanna said with a groan.
“Not a math person, eh?” Anna asked.
“Not a math anything. If it doesn’t have to do with money, I don’t want to have anything to do with it.” Rosanna admitted, realizing she was talking more with this stranger than she had with anyone besides her abuelita and Casey.
“Do you have any gum?” Anna asked suddenly. Rosanna reached into her pocket and removed a pack, handing it to Anna, who took two sticks and gave it back to her.
“Thanks. I think I need a double shot.” Anna said gratefully, sorry that she hadn’t thought to walk with her toothbrush. Of course, who would have guessed that she would be puking her guts out instead of chatting up Rosanna with fresh, clean breath? She remembered her headache and asked shyly,
“Do you have any ibuprofen? I
’m starting to get a headache. I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me today.” Anna placed both hands on her head and began to try to massage the pain away.
“Here. Let me.” Rosanna said, removing Anna’s hands and replacing them with her own gentle fingers. “My mom used to do this for me whenever I had a headache.” Rosanna felt heat coming off of Anna’s body, which she did not think was normal. Headache or no
Headache, Anna could have swooned right there. Rosanna’s hands in her hair gave her a feeling of euphoria, and she thanked the goddess for providing this unique opportunity. As good as this impromptu massage felt, she felt herself growing feverish. Good grief, she really was coming down with something. Hopefully, it would only be a 24-hour bug and she wouldn’t miss any school. The timing of this situation was turning out to be rotten indeed.
“Rosanna?” Anna said softly, not wanting to rile her protesting stomach further. “I think I have to go to the nurse. I think you’re right. I’m not feeling too well.” This said, Anna fell face forward onto Rosanna’s chest. Only quick thinking and reflexes on Rosanna’s part kept them both from toppling to the floor. Without thinking, she caught Anna in her arms, picked her up as if she weighed no more than a towel and ran to the nurse’s office where it was pronounced that she had the flu.
Andrea was called to come and take her daughter home immediately. She rushed into the office, long brunette hair flying, wearing a paint-stained smock. Absently, Rosanna noticed the striking resemblance between mother and daughter. Andrea Fields thanked Rosanna profusely for helping her daughter. Rosanna shrugged it off and returned to her class. She did not notice the interested glances of the students who had seen her carrying Anna to the medical department. The glances would quickly turn to gossip.
“Everyone’s talking about your dramatic rescue,” Casey said the next day during lunch.
“What dramatic rescue? Oh, that. That was not dramatic, Casey. Anna doesn’t weigh anything.” Rosanna responded, a bit annoyed.
“Well, apparently, you looked like a real knight in shining armor, Ross,” she said while munching on a cold French fry.
“These people need to get lives and mind their own business.” Rosanna growled.
“Methinks the Ross doth protest too much,” Casey answered in a phony English accent. Rosanna said nothing. Her food had become unappealing to her and she shoved it away.
“Oh, come on, Ross. It’s cute!” Casey continued.
“Right. Cute to who? Rosanna snarled.
“To whom, Sir Ross.” Casey corrected and smiled. She brushed a lock of Rosanna’s hair out of her eyes and said, “Face it, Ross, you’re a hunky heroine! Get used to it!”
“I am no such thing. And I hate the word heroine. It sounds like I do drugs or something,” Rosanna retorted.
Casey rose, tweaked Rosanna on the nose and tossed her garbage into a nearby receptacle
“I’ll call you tonight, Ross…I mean, stud!” Casey called as she left the cafeteria. Rosanna sat brooding. Eventually, her mind drifted to Anna Martin. She hoped she would return to school soon. She wished she had thought to get her phone number, but everything had happened in double time. And Anna was in no shape to give anything that wild day.
It took three days before Anna finally shook off the virus and returned to school, her lovely face paler than usual. She entered her math class, sat down in a vacant seat next to Rosanna and said, “Thank you, Rosanna. Here’s my number. Give me a call. I’ll help you with your math.” That said, she got up and went to her assigned seat. Ms. Archer was a stickler about that, too. It wasn’t the opening she’d hoped for, but, perhaps it would have the desired affect. Rosanna sat staring at the number on the now crumpled piece of paper. She was proud and did not want to admit that she needed tutoring, but Anna had offered, and it might help her at least achieve a passing grade on that damned SAT. She dialed the phone. Anna picked up on the first ring.
In a few short months, they went from studying math problems to studying each other’s young bodies. This segment of the tutorial session began by Anna’s gentle stroking of Rosanna’s smooth arm, making it quite difficult for either teen to concentrate. Anna’s fantasies were in the process of being realized and, to her very pleasant surprise, so were Rosanna’s. She wondered what words of wisdom her abuelita would have regarding this turn of events. She would call her later.
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...
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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...
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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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I was nothing special in School. High School or college. I spent my time trying to keep my head above water. I didn’t play sports or have a lot of girlfriends. My Mom took up a lot of my time and so did the house we lived in. I got out of school and found a job and went to work. I started looking at porn and was drawn to all sorts. For some reason I liked guys in panties the most. I did put on my mom’s when I found them. And that was fun. Sitting in my room with the door locked, shades down. In...
My mom is a blond girl in her 50´s with a nice mommybody, she lives alone in an nice apartment.Its been over 15 years since she left my dad, and i have never seen her with another man.Im in my 20´s and have always feelt drawn towards women in all size and age, and as many other men have had some toughts about our moms and other family members.So yesterday i was at my moms place, she had some problems with the internet and asked if i could try to fix it for her, so i brought my pc and went over....
Even though he touched bases with his powerful AI friend Vyagar everyday, the earlier planning Dale had undertaken now left him with a great deal of personal time for enjoyment. Knowing that Vyagar and his army of AIs were keeping tabs on things and could reach him at anytime gave Dale a great peace of mind. And as the weeks and months passed many of his plans had begun to gain their own momentum. Mayan Tech, the enormous corporation that Dale had launched in Central America, was in fact...
“Don’t touch her,” he roared, enraged, as he settled between his brother and the woman he loved. He gave Garethiel a shove in case he didn’t comprehend his order. Anniel’s hands came up against his spread wings when he stepped back into her, clasping her hip to keep her behind him and out from Garethiel’s sight. After having callously deflowered her and then walking out as if she meant nothing, the thought of Garethiel putting his filthy hands on her again made Ashriel want to tear him limb...
Fantasy & Sci-Fimy fwb and i have since become regular f's. we used to write to each other what we wanted to do for our next adventure. really steamy and sexy shit, i miss all that. this one was never sent to her.you tell me to come by and to come in and make myself at home. i walk in your house through the back door and i can hear that you are in the shower. i peek in and see you rinsing off after being at the beach, you have on a sexy and tight black bikini that makes your sweet ass look so good. i surprise...
"Holy shit, you've got to be kidding me?" "Nope. It's true. Cate thinks she's uncovered the key to how Alex activates people. But more than that, she thinks she knows how to detect who's a Seer and who's a Watcher." Dr. Ryan Moore stood up, enthused at the prospects this brought up. He started excitedly pacing around the room. "Man, this is a major break. We've been piecing things together for a long time, but ... So how does—" "She thinks the key is that both the Seers' and...
I held it in my hand, the silver bullet I had bought on line. It was a new toy, a vibrator, meant to be inserted in my pussy. It had a cord on it, leading to a control pad. Using the controls my beloved Mistress, Annie, could force it to vibrate inside me. The idea sounded luscious. Mistress, an electrical engineer, had improved the toy. She removed the connecting wire and re-wired the bullet so it was radio controlled. From anywhere within fifty feet she could turn it off or on and change the...
BDSMHello Guys and Gals. This is a new beginning in my life, the dawn of a new age. The story I’m telling you happened after the brutal femdom I suffered. The day I was free felt very different. I was finally free from everything and could do things however I wanted. I wanted to contact Virat, who my friends made me break up with. But I didn’t know what to tell him. Priya and I shared the same room, and things were normal in my hostel and college. I craved satisfaction, but I managed my urges. Of...
IncestA MindBomb Story: Loose Ends By Zapper A special thanks to BobH for letting me play in his Universe - Zapper PART ONE ++++++ Chapter 1 "A friendship renewed" ++++++ It was a pleasant fall day in Ann Arbor, Michigan as Trevor walked through the Diag headed toward South State Street and Ashley's bar. Trevor had graduated from the University of Michigan a couple of years ago with a degree in Computer Engineering and was now working as a...
Say thanks to Kilocyclejoe for this one. Two men waiting at the Pearly Gates strike up a conversation. “How’d you die?” the first man asks the second. “I froze to death,” says the second. “That’s awful,” says the first man. “How does it feel to freeze to death?” “It’s very uncomfortable at first”, says the second man. “You get the shakes, and you get pains in all your fingers and toes. But eventually, it’s a very calm way to go. You get numb and you kind of drift off, as if you’re...
Hello all ISS readers. This is my first story so, if any mistakes please pardon me. This is a true story which happened few years back when in I was completing my higher secondary at that time I was 19 years old, this incident changed my life forever, the way I looked at the girls. This was the incident which brought a complete turnover in my life. I always felt horny but was not able to do anything because I was little afraid of approaching to girls. Before going to the story let me introduce...
LUST AND LOVE SisyphusChapter OneI wanted her the moment she walked into the bar. I had been driving all day on my way to visit some old friends in Western Massachusetts. It was late and I decided to get a drink then head back to the sleazy motel down the road, get up early and continue my journey. The shabby bar was empty except for the bald headed bartender with a pot belly and an old guy by himself at a back table with his head down on the table, holding an empty shot glass; the head of a...
Straight SexShe saw the man come in. He was wearing a big smile. Looked like he might have some news. “This is a big night for me,” I said. I was so nervous and so positive, but she was looking down and seriously not happy. “I guess it’s not going to be as big a night as I thought,” I said. I knew the look. I worked for lawyers and it had happened to me too, before. And now it was again, I was being dumped. No doubt about it. “You’re dumping me, aren’t you?” I said, dropping into a seat across from...
So the Dryth appear to be Time Lords, or maybe they raided Gallifrey and took the TARDIS with them. In any case, far as I can tell, their ship is much bigger on the inside than it has any right to be.Or maybe I’m just running in circles.Yep, I’m running. Yes, naked, with stuff dripping down my legs. Yes, I’m holding on to my boobs. No, it’s not a pretty sight. No, it doesn’t make a ton of sense in my head, but my body saw Bane’s glare and went RUN! RUN! RUN! … so here we are. Running.“You threw...
Fantasy & Sci-FiToday turned out pretty boring. My brother was on his laptop for the whole day, so I stayed in my room as well.But it's getting late and neither of us has had dinner yet. So I go to the kitchen to make my famous Thai Noodles. As I am almost done, my brother arrives at the kitchen.-Hey, yesterday I rented a Freddie Kruger movie, want to see it?-Sure. Why too scared to watch it all on your own?- I ask.-No.-he laughs- Want to see if you can handle it.-Fine but not while eating. Lets watch Friends...