Remembrance
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“I was born to love you
with every single beat of my heart.
Yes, I was born to take care of you
every single day of my life.”
-Queen, “I Was Born to Love You”
(This chapter takes place the afternoon and evening leading up to “A Conversation Amongst Equals.”)
A few hours later, Troy and Julie sat on Propappou’s bed, going through almost a century’s worth of clothing and tossing it into one of four boxes marked “keep,” “donate,” “trash,” and “Helen.” Troy picked up a bright red smoking jacket and debated between keep and Helen before tossing it into the keep box. He thought he heard a thump as it hit the inside of the box, but was distracted by the sad look on Julie’s face.
“You ok, Mistress,” he asked with concern. She fought back a tear and sniffed before replying.
“Yeah, Master. I’m more concerned about whether you’re ok. I just remembered that you, me, and him had to do this for your parents and this is the second time for you.”
“Fourth, remember? I helped Helen when she had to do this with her mom’s stuff, then we both helped with her dad’s.”
“Oh yeah. Guess I forgot cause hers went so quickly. ‘Throw it all in the trash, right next to his fucking corpse.’” Julie thought for another second. “Shit, we’re getting good at this.”
“Damn,” Troy said with a yawn as a pair of hound’s-tooth pants went into donate. “I hope not. I don’t want this to be my fallback if the doctorate doesn’t work out.” Julie saw him yawn and did it herself.
“Dammit, Troilus, why’ve you gotta go making me tired?”
“I got up at midnight to get you from the airport. Guess your parents’ coffee is wearing off.” Julie blinked a bit, then tossed a fedora into the keep box.
“Yeah, I didn’t get much sleep on the plane either. Someone...” She smiled and stretched before continuing. “A flight attendant caught my eye; had to Do What We Do to the entire first class section to make them ignore us. What about you? Seen anyone since you got back?”
Troy blinked, looked over at the fedora, and decided to trust Julie’s judgment.
“Been caught up in all this. One of the realtors was really hot, though. She looked kinda like Helen but older; got her number. Hey, speaking of real estate and stuff, you’re moving to Seattle too, right? Wanna get a place?”
“Sure,” Julie replied instantly. “Figure it’d be a good place for an artist to get a start. I’ve also been thinking of maybe a graphic design business.” Troy yawned again.
“Cool. I could probably help get that set up. After that nap, though, definitely.” Troy stood up and took off his shirt. He spotted a copy of The Anabasis in the original Ancient Greek and tossed it into the Helen box. Julie removed her top as well and walked over to her suitcase.
“Sounds good. I’m going to want that shower before anything else, though.”
Troy dropped his pants and picked up his clothes, heading upstairs to the parents’ old bedroom that was now his. He stopped and picked up Julie’s suitcase and she followed him upstairs, unhooking her bra as they walked.
“Well, you know where it is,” he said as he left the case in front of the bathroom door. Julie removed her bra and started to enter the bathroom, then stopped and turned to Troy’s back as he grabbed the doorknob for the bedroom.
“Hey, just thinking: back at the airport, what was that kiss about?” Troy turned with half-closed eyes, barely registering his best friend’s naked breasts as he thought.
“Hmm? Oh, I dunno. Caught up in the moment, I guess. Just really happy to see you again, Sunflower.”
Julie smiled and unconsciously stroked her hair at hearing the old special name he’d given her.
“Thanks. I’m happy to see you too, Math Boy. You go rest.”
Troy smiled too as they both went into the separate rooms. It was just after noon and the June heat made him not feel like getting under the covers. He dropped his shirt and pants at the foot of the bed and crawled up to the pillow. As he lay flat on his back and closed his eyes, his last thought before falling asleep was “Did her nipples get hard just at the end there?”
Julie stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around herself. By the time she’d blow-dried her hair, the invigoration of the hot water pouring down on her had already surrendered to her 20 hours of consciousness. She half-sleepwalked into the hallway, remembering that her change of clothes was still in the suitcase outside the bathroom door.
As she bent down to pick it up, she was hit by the stillness of the house; a house that was just as much her home as the one next to it. Gone were the sounds of bouzouki music playing from the bedroom downstairs, the conversations coming from Troy’s mother and hers in the kitchen, the clacking of billiard balls or the bells and whistles of the pinball machine and their fathers and Propappou talking downstairs. The only sound in the house now was the steady inhale and exhale of Troy’s breathing coming from the open bedroom door.
She looked out into the living room at the couches arranged around the television, remembering them with the cushions removed to form the castle of Princess Mesmera and the mighty dragon that she fended off with her imaginary hypnosis powers, long before she’d acquired the ability to really do so. Memories of sitting too close to that TV on the floor and sipping Propappou’s cocoa as they repeatedly rewound the Mind Maidens episode of Super Friends, poring over numerous books with “Hypnosis” and “Suggestion” in the titles, or sneaking into the kitchen late at night with Troy to create the first Cookie-Bar Sundae Rainbow Explosion. Laying on that floor in sleeping bags and not sleeping at all, practicing things she and Troy had learned from their books or talking about the cool secret tunnel they planned to dig between their two houses. Sometimes hiding Helen from her parents and playing Barbies with her while Troy tried to get G.I. Joe in on the action, or showing her the books they’d read.
Then getting older and watching Troy and Helen snuggle on one couch while she’d lay on the other and they’d watch The Goonies again. Bringing her current boyfriend over to sit with Troy’s current girlfriend as they talked. Being told that a teenage boy and a teenage girl were too old to have sleepovers anymore and not understanding quite why because it was just her best pal Troy. Holding him and crying right along with him the night his parents died.
She walked into the bedroom, the suitcase and her clothes now forgotten, and looked at Troy sleeping. She sat down on the bed, towel still wrapped around her, and watched his chest rise and fall rhythmically. Her eyes trailed down to his underwear, and she saw the bulge inside. He didn’t have an erection, but the beginnings of one, as if he’d been thinking about something sexy as he’d fallen asleep. She’d seen his penis before, needing to use the bathroom while he was in the shower or walking in on him and another girl when they had their apartment together, but she’d never really thought about it before. Even through the underwear, it was a nice one.
An image of Troy running a produce stand filled her vision, and she found herself asking if she could have the last banana. He told her there had always been a special one here just for her if she just reached out and took it. Then her eyes opened, and she realized that she was at the level of tired where she’d close her eyes for a second and immediately begin dreaming.
Julie was too tired to get up, and retrieving her clothes and getting dressed only to come back here and pass out felt like too much effort. With the towel still wrapped around her, she laid down on the bed with him and snuggled into the position that she’d curled up with him in since she was old enough to operate the front doorknobs of their two houses by herself. Without waking, Troy turned over to face her and his arm wrapped around her. Gazing at his sleeping face and wanting to reach out and touch it, but not doing so for fear of waking him up, she closed her eyes and immediately fell asleep too.
Troy became aware through the sleep fog that he had his arms around someone. His eyes opened slightly, and in the dim blueness of the sun’s rays being muted by the curtains, he saw brownness before him. His gaze moved slightly downward, toward his feet, and the brownness gave way to yellowness. A couple inches more, and the yellowness became sleeping Julieness beside him.
Troy smiled. Waking up with an unconscious woman in his arms was a familiar experience, but something always felt “off” about it; like they’d been doing it wrong and he couldn’t explain or convey exactly how that was the case. The sight of the girl he’d woken up holding more times in his life than any other was always a welcome one. Julie just “got” how to curl up with him in a way other women never could.
He leaned his head in a little closer, careful not to bump into hers, closed his eyes again, and inhaled the scent of her freshly shampooed hair, and beneath that, a scent he hadn’t smelled in far too long; her scent. He’d never really considered anything to compare it to, because it was just Julie’s Scent to him, and any other would have to be compared to it instead of the other way around. His eyes opened, and he could see from this angle now that the towel she’d wrapped herself in before crawling into bed with him had slipped and exposed her breasts.
He looked at them. He’d seen them many times before, the first real breasts he’d ever seen, and the ones he’d seen right before laying down for his nap, however long ago that was; but he’d never seriously looked at them like this before. Never really admired the curves of them, how her aureole, pink and a bit taller than they were wide, took on an almost teardrop shape from this angle; the dime-sized nipples slightly poking out from them. They were amazing to him. He was tempted to reach out and touch them before remembering whose they were.
Troy became aware of the fabric of his underwear becoming more constricting as his still sleep-muddled train of thought told him that she probably wasn’t wearing any panties under the towel either. The sensation between his legs was goading him to lift up the bottom of the towel and take a look, but he mentally reminded it that this was Julie and it wasn’t happening. The sensation tried to plead the case that even her parents wanted something to happen between them, and he reiterated that even so, it certainly wouldn’t be while Julie was unconscious.
As he pulled the top of the towel back up to cover them, his hand brushed against the soft flesh of the side of her breast, and he saw her nipple stiffen as she inhaled a bit more sharply than she had been. As he returned his hand to her back and closed his eyes again, he thought he heard a tiny “love you, Troy” on her exhale and detected another faint feminine scent before fading back into sleep, the feeling in his underwear seeming to tell them that this discussion wasn’t over.
Julie woke and sat up on the bed, the towel she’d had wrapped around her slipping off with the motion. The blue of the afternoon sun through the curtains had given way to darkness. She had a brief moment of panic at not knowing how long they’d been asleep and uncertainty if it was the same day or not. She turned to wake Troy when she remembered that she’d left her watch and phone in the bathroom, and they’d tell her the time more easily. As she got up, the shifting weight on the bed caused Troy to stir, and he caught a brief glimpse of bare flesh as she rounded the corner into the hall. He remembered who’d been sleeping next to him and became concerned.
“Mistress, you ok,” Troy called into the hallway.
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So i got him. I have tied him up at wooden sticks on the sand on the beach as he behave very bad and argued on my decisions. He´s naked, people pass and see, get shocked but don´t approach.I wear leather and latex outfit of red color, which are: boots, painties and top made of leather, also mask on my face and holding in my hand a whip on a long stick ( to punish my slave ).he has been very bad, not accepting anything, arguing all i say and saying no every time to me.i put on the sand in the...
Rick woke with a start, for seconds he wondered where he was for the surrounding were not his bedroom, although he was in a bed. The slight movement beside him began to restore his memory. He sat up, the woman was on her back, the sheet was well down, passed her navel, her tits and they were not the massive melons that he fancied but sufficiently large enough to not embarrass her. Her nipples were still erect and as she inhaled the whole tit wobbled in a most erotic manner. On the other side a...
“So what’s going on with you two?” I asked. “Well, we just got some more news to share with you two,” Jeanette said in a sad tone. My mind went straight to the worst, what if they were breaking up or something bad happened? “OK what?” John asked. Then Jeanette and Christina both held their hands up and they both had rings on. “We’re getting married,” They both replied in happy tones. Immediately both John and I got up and went over to them. We both gave them hugs and everything else. I...
Vinod (48) had started looking for a decent match for his younger daughter Shikha (22) who was doing her M.B.B.S practice in another city. His wife, Rekha (45) had asked Shikha to come home for a while as they wanted her to choose from few photos and in case she likes someone, they could arrange a formal meet up. Their elder daughter Vrinda (24) stayed in the USA with her husband Rahul and had especially come down to help her parents and little sister. Unknown to her family, Shikha had a...
IncestThe three of us relaxed a bit until Carmen got up and went over to her vanity and sat down in the chair and started to freshen up her face. Brian and I watched as she got herself back in order and I looked over at Brian who had started to caress his cock. "Go ahead man" I said to him "Take her again if you want to" Brian looked at me and then at Carmen and moved off the bed and went up behind Carmen. I watched as he put his arms around her and took hold of her firm tits and started kissing...
This one is a romance loosely based on a couple of friends from work who are in each others lives and insist they are just mates, well Sarah and Gary (names changed… a bit…) are perfect for each other and they are the only two people that don’t know,, I’ll let Sarah take up her imaginary story. This is my first romance, please be gentle… My Divorce from my husband had not been good. He was convinced all of the time that I was to blame, for everything. I had left him twice before but he had...
I've had a GREAT weekend and I thought I'd share it with all of you in a fun filled story of a fairly normal weekend for me.Friday night my hubby had to work late so I took the time to set up a little surprise... made a couple calls then got myself looking hot as hell and left to pick him up later that night. When he came out to the car he found me wearing absolutely nothing but a long coat (which I made sure was wide open when he got into the car). He loved it and attacked my naked body right...
Day 120 Wednesday After a leisurely breakfast that was not preceded by a demand for sex, Denise made her way to the office. She hoped to get an early start on the document and take a long lunch. Her clothes were getting a little loose and she had decided that a quick lunchtime shopping trip was in order. She had just settled into her chair when her boss, Karen, stopped by her cubicle. Karen said, "I had a call last night from Business Software Components that we are to stop all work on the...
Chapter Seven: Futa-Mommy Searches the Cutie By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: Thanks to Alex for beta reading this! Madeline Marlow I savored my futa-daughter, Sky, sucking my clit-dick as I drove us to school. I worked as a secretary at her community college. She bobbed her head, loving my mommy-cock with that hungry mouth of hers. I gripped the steering wheel, struggling to focus on driving. “Wow, Mrs. Marlow, your daughter is being naughty,” Georgia said from the backseat. The...
We found a fucking smoke show today on the bus. She calls herself E Bunnz and she is the whole package. Pretty face, huge tits, and a perfect booty. It’s a winner.We pay her some money to flash her tits, and then we get her on the bus for some real fun. She gets naked for us, showing off her insanely sexy body, and then our boy Peter takes her on a ride to pound town. They fuck in multiple positions, he lets out a huge load all over her face, then we drop her off and welcome her back any...
xmoviesforyouThe start of my field trip was on Monday. We resided in a hotel before going off to a different lodging in the next day.Our group had ten girls and nine guys. I'll go into that more on my next post. Anyways, we were drinking all evening after an early dinner when some of them left to the other rooms to sleep and to fuck. Some of them left to walk around the area near the hotel. I was left with Rika, a skinny and tall girl with dyed red highlights in her hair and a nice ass.Both of us were a bit...
In the several months that followed the Parr family was loaned a house by the federal government. It seems the public now wanted the protection of the Supers but only on a catastrophic basis not day to day crime fighting. They settled back into a routine life although Bob hadn't been furnished with a job yet. The government was looking for one that would let him be Mr. Incredible without people noticing if he was off his job. The kids were back in school and Dash was allowed to compete in...
"As this is the final day of the school year," Mrs. Hall announces, "you have a choice of whatever sport you want to do for the next hour - athletics, netball, tennis or gymnastics." I grin as I glance sideway at Nicole, Suriya and Harriet - they've clearly had the same idea as me. "Two years down, three to go," Nicole giggles as she, Suriya and I pull on our stretchy purple leotards, whilst Harriet changes into her shorts & t-shirt. "Maybe next year, you'll actually join the...
I have never even thought about having sex with My dog before, I was feeling tired, wanted to just lie down for a short nap, first, let me describe myself. My name is stacy, I’m 30 years old, average breast size, dark colored hair, hazel eyes, around 5’4 130lbs shaved pussy, thin waist. deleted