Soul Catcher
- 3 years ago
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After an hour drive, I’m taken out of the van and led into a large building and into a large reception area. I’m told to sit down and wait, while one of the guys that dragged me away from my life sits beside me.
After a while, an older lady, that I have seen before walks out of the office and tells me to come inside. I walk in the office and sit down. I see an Asian lady standing on the other side of the office. She is short around 5’5”, 120 pounds, B cups, and long black hair. She is wearing a skirt and blouse.
I’m told to sit at one of the seats in front of the desk as the Asian lady sits beside me. The older lady sits behind the desk that I have met before. Every time Eve and I were transferred to another foster home, we had to meet with her. The lady behind the desk has an open file on her desk and begins to speak.
“Joseph, I’m sorry about having to split you and your twin sister up. We had no choice in the matter. The Watson’s only wanted to adopt one child and they chose Eve. Our goal is to have as many children in foster care adopted.” I’m staring into space not talking. I still have that sick feeling in my stomach of losing Eve as the lady continues. “Mrs. Wang here has been fighting your case for the past 4 months to keep you and Eve together. Instead of having to put you in another foster home, Mrs. Wang wants you to come live with her and her family. I have decided that this is the best thing for you, rather than putting you in another foster home. I’m sorry for the loss of your twin sister.”
I still have a blank stare as Mrs. Wang gets up, shakes the lady’s hand, and leads me out of the office. I follow her outside and we get into what looks like a very expensive car. I’m still in shock of what is going on and losing Eve. I want to scream, but I can’t even find the strength to do so.
We are on the freeway and Mrs. Wang hasn’t said anything. After a while, she finally speaks. She has no Asian accent.
“Joe I read your file and I know you have shyness and stuttering problems. You and your sister have been through a lot. I know you don’t want to hear this, but I know what you’re going through and feeling right now. I also have a twin brother that I was separated from many years ago. Our parents were killed trying to escape to Hong Kong from China. He was two when he was adopted by a Chinese family, that didn’t want twins. A month later, I was adopted by an American family that was there working at the University. I was taken to the United States where they raised me. I always think about my twin brother and will never forget that I have a twin brother. I don’t expect you to understand, but I want you to know that you can stay with my family and me as long as you want. I’m in the process of working on getting you visiting rights with your sister. I will make this bullshit that happened public if I have to” she says.
When she said that I look up at her with tears in m eyes. I don’t know what to say or who to trust anymore. I have had so many foster parents that treated Eve and me bad. Mrs. Wang is not a foster parent. Should I trust her?
“Yes, I’m a lawyer that works for a major law firm and I’m the biggest bitch in the world of law. I also ordered that the belongings in your old room be boxed up immediately. They should be delivered Monday, and on Monday, we will register you in school. Now, since we have a two-hour drive let me tell you about my family,” she says.
She starts telling me about her husband Kang. He is very old fashioned and his family’s roots go back to Chinese monks and warriors. They met while she was in Hong Kong, while attending a semester of summer classes and later married, where he went with her back to the United States. He owns a chain of Chinese restaurants, which keeps him busy.
Then she tells me about her two children and explains that they have traditional American names under the disapproval of her husband.
Their son Wayne. He is 18 and a senior in high school. He gets straight As and wants to be a fashion designer under his father’s disapproval.
She tells me her daughter Cindy, who is a freshman in high school like me and is a handful. She is spoiled, gets bad grades, and is always in trouble.
An hour later, we are still on the freeway driving through a large city and through some adjoining cities that are close to the mountain that runs through the state. We finally exit the freeway and onto a highway. After a bit, we turn off the highway and into a neighborhood with huge houses and towards the mountain and turn into a cul-de-sac and in the driveway of a huge house. All of the houses are big and this one is no exception, a four car garage, two stories and it looks like it has a basement.
I get out of the car and from way up here, I can see the city and the large lake, which looks more like an ocean. I follow Mrs. Wang into the house. A large foyer leads into what looks like the living room, dining room, and kitchen. To the left, there is a long hallway with two doors that look like offices and a doorway, that looks like it leads into the garage.
She leads me up to the stairs and down the hallway. She shows me where the bathrooms are and then my room. The room is huge, with a twin bed, a large dresser, and a desk. It has a large window that looks into the backyard. There are no back door neighbors as the yard is up against the mountain.
“Here is your room. Everyone is out right now, however, they will be back at dinner time. I laid out some of my son’s old clothes until yours get here on Monday and I can take you out to get you some new clothes.” I look at her not saying anything. “Joe, I want you to take your time getting used to us and you talk when you want. I know you are going through a lot of shit right now because you are separated from your sister. I want you to know that I’m here for you. Oh, by the way, my name is Bo, which was given to me by my biological parents.”
Bo tells me to take a shower and relax as she leaves.
I take a shower, put on the clothes left for me and lay down on the bed. I think of Eve as I cry myself to sleep.
I wake up to see Bo staring at me and she says. “Joe would you like me to bring dinner up for you or would you like to come and eat with the rest of the family?”
I get up as Bo gets the message and leads me downstairs and into the living room where the rest of the family is waiting.
I see a man, around 6’ around 150 pounds with short black hair. He looks skinny like me but his body looks muscular and hard. He is wearing a button up shirt and slacks.
The other guy in the room is the same height with long black hair and skinny like me, except he doesn’t have a hard body like the older man. He looks more feminine, wearing a red tank top and red bell bell-bottom pants.
The girl is 5’ maybe 80 pounds with long black hair and has A cups. She actually looks like a child. she is wearing a tight t-shirt and tight cut-off blue jeans that leave nothing to the imagination.
“Joe, this is my husband Kang and our children, Wayne and Cindy.”
Cindy shakes my hand and Wayne gives me a full-on hug.
“Hey, I heard what you have been through and being separated from your twin sister and I’m here for you,” Wayne says in a creepy feminine voice and his eyes tearing up.
Kang walks to me and bows. I look over at Bo as she nods and I bow back as he gives me a smile.
I follow Bo into the dining room and we all sit at the tables I see, what looks like Chinese take-out boxes.
Bo says, “Joe, Kang had to go into work today, which he doesn’t usually do on a Saturday, so he just brought food from one of his restaurants.”
I stare at all of the boxes as Cindy says, “Chinese food again, Dad we’re Americans.”
Kang gives his daughter the stare of death as everyone starts filling their plates. A box of rice is passed to me and I spoon some on my plate and pass it to Cindy who is sitting next to me. Then everyone starts grabbing food boxes and starts pouring them over their rice. I do the same and grab a box, that is the closest to me and pour it on my rice. As Kang grins at me.
Everyone picks up their silverware and starts eating. Kang pulls out two sticks that came with the food and starts eating as he nods to the sticks sitting by me.
“Joe, you don’t have to eat with chopsticks. None of us can eat with those except for Kang,” Bo says.
I watch as Kang eats and stares at me. I watch as he uses them, scooping up the rice and picking up his meat with them. I pick up the chopsticks, put them in my hand, and start eating. It feels natural eating with them as Kang is giving me a look of approval. The food tastes great as I’m hungry, realizing that I haven’t eaten all day. Then I feel a fire in my mouth and tears coming out of my eyes as everyone starts laughing except for Bo.
“Honey! Why did you let him get the hot one,” Bo says as she runs to the refrigerator and pours me a glass of milk?
I drink some milk as Bo puts another food box in front of me and says, “try this one it’s not spicy hot.”
I start eating what is on my plate as I get a nod and smile from Kang. It is hot, but tastes amazing and when I finish Kang pours more on my plate as I eat the rest still using my chopsticks.
I wake up Monday morning in a cold sweat after having another nightmare. I was being chased again and being yelled at by a creepy familiar voice.
I look at the clock and it is four in the morning. I think about yesterday, my second day in this home. Bo is really nice and tries to get me to open up, but tells me to take my time. Wayne is always hugging me and tells me that when I’m ready to talk he is ready to listen. Cindy tells me she wants me as a brother and wants to introduce me to her best friend.
Kang is a mystery to me. He stares at me like he is trying to get into my soul. He never talks to me. He only nods, when he catches me staring at him.
This is the first non-foster home and real family that I have lived with. I think about my first foster home, Mrs. Jackson. She had a husband that was a truck driver and was always gone. They lived in a two-bedroom home and had two other foster children that were girls, one was around our age and the other was much older and we all lived in the same room.
Eight years ago ... I wake up and see Mrs. Jackson staring at me. I look around and see that the room is empty.
“Good morning Jennifer,” Mrs. Jackson says. as I look at her confused. “Everybody left for school and I decided that we should spend the day together. Now let’s get you bathed and dressed.”
She drags me to the bathroom, where there is a bubble bath waiting for me. She gets me in and starts washing me. The water has a flowery scent to it as she keeps calling me Jenifer.
“Oh Jenifer, you are going to smell so pretty when you are done. I’m going to dress you nice and we are going to have a great time today.”
Mrs. Jackson gets me out of the tub and starts drying me off. She wipes me down with lotion and puts a pair of girl’s panties on me. She then sits me in a chair and brushes my long hair out and puts a dress on me.
“Oh, my god Jenifer, you look so adorable.”
I think of Eve and cry myself back to sleep.
I wake up and I hear a knock on the door.
“Joe, breakfast is ready. get dressed and come on downstairs,” Bo says from the other side of the door.
I get dressed, putting on some of Wayne’s old clothes and head downstairs. Bo is in the kitchen washing dishes and there is a plate of eggs, bacon, and pancakes sitting on the nook. She smiles at me and points to the plate of food. She is wearing tight blue jeans showing her tight ass, a loose sweater with her hair up in a high ponytail. She actually looks more like a teenager than a mother.
“I took the day off to get you registered at your new school and to take you out to get some new clothes,” Bo says as I’m stuffing my face.
I finish eating and manage to say, “t-thank you.” My first words since I have been here.
“Bo turns around smiles and says,” you’re welcome, Joe.
After breakfast, we head to school. We get there and the school is a lot larger than the school I just left. It has two floors and looks like there are five separate wings to it. It also has a huge football field with a track and a huge gym that is separate from the school.
We walk down the hallway and into a large reception area with offices.
“Hi Mrs. Wang, I don’t remember calling you about your daughter getting in trouble,” a very beautiful blonde lady says from behind the counter.
“No, I’m not here, because the little witch got into trouble again,” Bo says laughing. “I’m here to register Joseph Smith, who I hope will be staying with us indefinably.”
I’m registered, but I can’t get a schedule until Wednesday, because they need to order my transcripts from my last school.
The rest of the day was spent shopping for clothes. She even took me to lunch. I started opening up to her, telling her about Eve and me, minus the dirty details. I tell her about us being identical twins and how close we were. I even tell her how she would pull practical jokes on me as she chuckles and my eyes start welling up with tears. It wasn’t until we pulled into the driveway that I realized that I haven’t stuttered all day.
I start to get out of the car, when Bo grabs my hand and says, “Joe I’m going to do everything I can to get you visiting rights with your sister.”
“Thank you,” I say as my eyes start tearing up.
As we head up to the front door, we see a large box sitting on the front porch. Bo reads the label.
“This must be your things from your old room.” I nod. “Wow, all of your belongings fit in one box,” she says.
I grab the box along with the stuff Bo bought me and head up to my room to put everything away. I open the box to find that my few clothes the contents from my desk had been thrown carelessly into the box. Bo was right, I don’t have many possessions. My clothes, school stuff, the condoms that Eve gave me and the heart that Emily made me. I put everything away when I notice that whoever packed my stuff didn’t pack my pictures of Eve. Why didn’t they put her pictures in here. Why are they trying to separate us. Why do they hate me. Haven’t Eve and I been through enough?
I start crying uncontrollably as Bo comes into the room. I run to her and cry on her shoulder as she hugs me tight.
“I’m here Joe. I’ll try hard to make you part of this family. A family that you have never had,” Bo says as she starts to cry too.
Tears are running down my face as I say, “they took her pictures.”
I lay on the bed as Bo lies beside me and I cry myself to sleep.
Friday morning and I’m able to go to school. I have my class schedule as Wayne, Cindy and I are given our lunch money and head to school. Wayne has his own car so he drives Cindy and I. It took longer than expected to get my transcripts and my personal information to get me into school. I moped around the house for two days bored out of my mind so I wandered through the house except for the basement, which I’m told is Kang’s domain. Bo told me he doesn’t let anyone down there, not even his own family.
I’m getting comfortable with the family. I’m able to talk to Bo without stuttering. We talk a lot, especially when she gets home and I help her with dinner. She tells me her children are too spoiled to help out around the house.
Cindy and Wayne talk to me and are trying to get my trust. Kang is still a mystery to me. He doesn’t talk when I’m in the room, however, he does nod his approval to me. He gets home the same time as Bo and heads downstairs to the basement until dinner is done.
We arrive at school as Wayne and Cindy are up front talking. We get out of the car and Cindy grabs my arm and pulls me into school. The hallways are packed. I have never in my life seen a school this big with so many people. Cindy grabs my schedule and helps me find my locker. Then she takes me to my first class.
“Joe, my friend Amy has homeroom with you and she will help take you to your next class. Then you will have to ask people to find your classes. We both have first lunch together, so I will meet you in the lunchroom,” Cindy says as she pushes me into the classroom.
There are at least thirty people in the classroom. I grab the only seat available, which of course is in the front row. The teacher takes roll and when she gets to my name, I say, “h-here” a girl that is sitting next to me quickly looks at me. She has long blond hair. Her face is beautiful with full lips, a turned up nose with big beautiful blue eyes. She is petite with B cups wearing tight blue jeans and a t-shirt.
Halfway through class, she passes me a note. I open it so the teacher won’t see me. It says, “Hi I’m Amy, I will take you to your next class. Oh, and by the way you’re CUTE!”
After I read the note, I look at Amy with my face burning red as she looks at me and winks.
After class, Amy grabs my hand and pulls me down the hall. She is talking loud as the hallways are crowded and noisy.
“Don’t worry about talking. Cindy already told me what you’ve been through and that you’re shy,” Amy says as she gets me to my next class. “Meet us in the lunch room.” She kisses me on the cheek smiles and walks away as I’m staring at a very tight beautiful ass.
At lunch, I head out to find the lunchroom. It isn’t hard to find as I follow the crowd. I get into the lunchroom and see that it’s packed. The food line is long and I don’t even attempt to find Cindy. I turn and walk out. I exit the nearest door to get some peace and quiet. I look around to find that I’m in the back. I see the gym building and the football field that has a running track around it. I have never seen a high school campus as big as this.
I walk over to the football field sit down on the bleachers and enjoy the quiet. I’m sitting on the bottom row when I realize that I’m not alone. I look down the same row on the other end and see a girl around my age eating a sandwich. She looks over at me smiles, grabs her lunch sack, and walks over to me. She is 5’5” 175 pounds B cups, kind of pudgy looking with a bubble butt. She has curly dirty blonde hair down to her shoulders, wearing blue jeans and a white blouse.
She sits down beside me and says, “you’re new” as look at her confused. How can she tell with so many people in this school.
She sees the confusion in my face and says, “you’re in my first-period class. She extends her hand. I’m Shawna.”
Without looking at her I say, “I-I’m J-Joe.”
“Nice to meet you, Joe. Since you seem shy and have a stuttering problem, let me fill you in on the school.”
She explains that the school is large and crowded, because it covers two school districts. She tells me that the school is riddled with bullies. The school population is broken down into five groups. The rich popular kids, the jocks and cheerleaders, the druggies and the loners.
“I fall in between. The rich kid and the loner. The only reason I don’t get bullied is, because of my brother, who is a junior. The rich popular jock, who is on the football and wrestling team,” she says finishing her rant as the warning bell rings. I head off to find my next class without saying anything.
Saturday morning I wake up around 10am. I get up and decide to go take a shower. I walk down the hall toward the bathroom and see Cindy walk out of the bathroom. She looks like she just got out of the shower. Her hair is wet and instead of her towel wrapped around her, she has it in her hand. She is in her birthday suit walking away from me. I stop dead in my tracks hoping she didn’t see me because there is a tent in my shorts.
She gets to her room, turns and says, “Mom and Dad had to go into work. Wayne is out with his friends and I’m going to Amy’s house for a while.” She looks at the tent in my pants and grins. “Amy and I are going to a party tonight at my boyfriend’s house and Amy wants you to be her date. We leave at 7pm.” She turns and walks into her room shaking her naked ass.
I’m sitting in my room around noon feeling bored and lonely. I get up, wander through the house, and go downstairs to the kitchen. I start to get something to eat and decide that I’m not hungry.
I look out the back window at the backyard. It is huge and looks un-kempt, with grass that looks like it hasn’t been mowed in a while and the hedges and rose bushes need trimming.
I walk to the front window and look at the front yard. It is not as big as the backyard, however, there is the same problem. The grass needs cut, hedges need trimming and there are weeds in the flower garden.
I walk out into the four-car garage and find everything I need and get to work. I finish the front yard in an hour and a half, mowing the lawn, trimming the rose bushes and pulling weeds. I start on the huge back yard. I mow the lawn, trim the hedges and rose bushes.
It is around 4pm and I start gathering everything to put it away when Kang walks out of the back door. I freeze as I see a mean look in his eyes. He puts his hands behind his back and starts walking around the yard examining the grass. He then starts walking around the hedges, then suddenly stops, and points at a stem that is sticking out. I immediately grab the hedge clippers, run over and clip the stem that he’s pointing at. He starts walking again as I follow behind. I fix everything, he points at. After he’s done, he nods and goes back into the house as I put everything away.
At dinner, we’re all sitting at the dinner table eating, when Cindy says, “I’m taking Joe with me to Kevin’s party to be Amy’s date.” I choke on my food as I look at her.
“Come on Joe. Amy thinks you’re cute and I want you to meet my boyfriend. He lives down the street, so if you get bored you can come back home,” Cindy says.
“Cindy, if Joe doesn’t want to go then don’t make him,” Bo says.
“I’ll go if it makes you happy,” I tell Cindy as I get a nod from Kang.
At six thirty, I meet Cindy downs stairs. She is wearing a halter top, tight red shorts that leave nothing to the imagination, and a pair of ankle high high-heeled red boots.
I’m looking at her with a crazy look on my face as she grabs my arm and says, “come on before Mom and Dad see me” as she drags me out the door.
She starts telling me that her boyfriend lives two blocks away and Amy’s house is on the way. Apparently, Amy and Cindy’s boyfriend’s parents are well to do also. We get to Amy’s house as she runs out wearing the same thing as Cindy.
Amy runs up to me, grabs my hand. kisses me on the lips and says, “thanks for being my date. You’re a sweetheart.”
We walk another block and get to yet another huge house and there is loud music coming from it. Cindy walks in without knocking and we are standing in a foyer. I can see that the house is packed and the music is loud. We walk into the main house where a guy walks up to us and kisses Cindy on the lips. He is 6’2’ maybe 200 pounds, very muscular with curly dirty blonde hair.
“Kevin, this is my friend Joe, Amy’s date. Joe this is my boyfriend Kevin,” Cindy says as I shake Kevin’s hand.
We walk into the living room as Amy and Cindy disappear with Kevin, leaving me by myself in the living room with a bunch of people that I don’t know. I find an empty space at the end of one of the couches and look around. There are teens of all ages. There is a beer or a glass of something in everyones hands. They are all chatting, dancing or making out.
About an hour later, Amy plops down beside me with a beer in her hand, and says, “Hey Joe, are you having a good time?” I can tell that the beer in her hand is not her first as she hands the beer to me and I decline. “Oh, don’t be a party pooper.”
I give her a sour look as she gets up and walks across the room to talk to some girls. Thirty minutes later I hear someone say, “Joe?” I look up and see Shawna as she plops down beside me.
She has a beer and a bowl of chips in her hand. She offers me a beer and I decline.
“Who are you here with,” she asks.
“F-friends,” I say.
“Joe, you don’t have to be afraid of talking to me,” she says slurring her words a bit. “I mean look at my fat ass, if it wasn’t for my popular brother, Kevin I would be a nobody and bullied.”
I look at her as it comes to me. She said she and her brother came from a rich family. She starts telling me how she likes to eat and has a weight problem, and her brother is her best friend her protector. After an hour of her talking and me listening she says, “I really like you” as she is still slurring her words as I watched her drink two more beers while we were talking. I ask where the bathroom is and she tells me there is one down the hallway, but if it’s occupied, there are two upstairs.
I walk down the hallway and see a bunch of couples making out, including Cindy and Kevin. The bathroom is occupied, so I go upstairs and make my way through the crowded hallway to the nearest bathroom.
I take a piss, wash my hands, and walk back down the hallway weaving in and out of the couples making out. I pass a doorway that is slightly open and see Amy on her knees. I peek in and see Amy, kneeling in front of the guy with his cock in her mouth. The guy has his hand on the back of her head saying, “swallow my cum you bitch” as I chuckle and say to myself, “what a date.” I leave the two love birds and walk away.
I get back downstairs and sit beside Shawna as she shouts over the music, “wanna dance.” I shake my head no. “Ok, we can just sit here.”
After about fifteen minutes, Amy plops down beside me with another beer in her hand. “Hey babe, are you having a good time,” Amy asks still slurring her words. Then she asks Shawna, “are you trying to steal my boyfriend?”
Shawna gives me an angry look and says, “I’m sorry I didn’t know he’s your boyfriend as she gets up and walks away.”
Amy leans over to kiss me. I pull away as I smell beer and cock on her breath. “What’s wrong babe,” Amy asks.
Then I break out into uncontrollable laughter. I don’t know how long I was laughing when I finally calm down. I don’t know how I manage to get myself in these situations. First Emily and now Amy.
“Amy, I don’t know if you know all the shit that, I’ve been through or if you even know what I’m feeling right now. Or if you even care,” I say as I surprise myself by not stuttering. “We only met twice and I think you’re a very sweet girl. I want to be your friend, and if we develop feelings for each other then we can be more. But dates or girlfriends don’t sneak off to give someone a blowjob.”
I see a surprised look on her face as she gets up and walks away. After about five minutes, I decide that I’ve had enough and head back home.
I get home and see that the house is dark and everyone is asleep. I get in my room, strip and lay in the bed.
Eight years ago.
Mrs. Jackson says. “oh my, I have got to show my beautiful Jennifer off. I’m going to take my little girl to breakfast and shopping”.
She gets me into the car and takes me to a restaurant. We eat breakfast as everyone walks by and says what a beautiful girl I’m as Mrs. Jackson tells them to thank you and that I’m her daughter.
After breakfast, we go to the store where she buys me more dresses, panties, and perfume. Again, everyone says how beautiful I’m and Mrs. Jackson tells them that I’m her daughter.
I hear footsteps coming down the hallway and my door slowly opens as she peeks her head in.
“Joe, are you awake,” Cindy whispers.
“I am now,” I say.
Cindy giggles and says, “ok, I wanted to make sure you made it home ok.”
I can tell she is still tipsy as I say, “I’m fine and you should go get some sleep before you wake your parents.”
“Ok, but are you still mad at Amy,” Cindy asks.
“Of course not. I never was mad at her. It’s not like we were on a real date or we are a real boyfriend and girlfriend,” I say as Cindy turns her head and whispers to someone.
“Amy wants to know if she can come in and talk to you,” Cindy says grinning at me.
“Not tonight Cindy. I’m tired. I’ll talk to her tomorrow, I promise,” I say yawning.
“Ok, Amy and I are going to bed. Goodnight,” Cindy says.
“Goodnight,” I counter as I drift off to sleep.
I wake up in the morning to another nightmare. I’m being chased through the dark woods when I’m tackled and held down. I’m being held down and I can’t breathe when I wake up in a cold sweat. I’m trying to catch my breath when I realize that someone is laying on top of me. I have blond hair in my face and she is naked and asleep.
I look up at the clock and see that it’s 6am. Shit, Kang and Bo will be getting up soon. I need to get her out of here. She is naked and laying directly on top of me. Her face is nestled on my shoulder and her pubic bone is nestled on my morning wood.
I try to move out from underneath her as she moans, “NOOO.”
“Amy you need get out of here before you get caught in my room,” I say.
“Do you really want me to leave,” she asks as she giggles. “It doesn’t feel like it” as she wiggles her hips on my raging hard-on.
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Tuesday morning I wake up at three in the morning. Another nightmare. I was being chased by someone. He had an eerie familiar voice as he told me that I will lead my church. Before he could tackle me, I woke up in a cold sweat. I stop thinking about the nightmare and think about my identical twin sister. I miss her so much. We went through so much, and now we are separated by reasons unknown. I am thankful for mom getting us back together. I am still wondering about where my sister and I...
Six years ago... Eve and I wake up to another Saturday night party. We are in another foster home. The Carters are an older couple with two teenage daughters. Carissa is 19 and attends the local college and Jenny is 17 and a senior in high school. The Carters work the night shift on the weekends, which leaves the girls home to throw parties. The music is loud, which makes it hard to sleep. The door slams open as Eve and I see a guy and girl standing in the doorway and turn on the...
*Letters * mean they're stressed. LetTers mean their tone of voice is raised. _Letters _ mean they're accented but not stressed. Members.home.net/dow75stories Soul Mated 01) A Life for a Life --But This Isn't the Kind of Life I Want!! By Ron Dow75 [email protected] . The bathroom was hazy from the steam from the Jacuzzi and the aromatherapy candles. . A longhaired brunet has her head resting back, letting the jets and the bubble bath ease her...
Soul Mates 5: Wearing a T-Shirt, Then a Push-up Bra By Ron Dow75 Taylor Estes was being swept down the river by the flood current! It was all he could do to keep his head above the surge. He lost the fight. He felt the warmth of hypothermia overtaking him. He found his way to the surface. The worst of the storm was over; instead of the wave, there were now swells. They were all about him; two rose and slowly fell by his ears; two were over his chest. A small one was over his......
HumorBeware the lady with the cheshire cat grin because something's going to disappear! "Hurry up before all the good ones are gone!" Kassandra gave a final tug on the black dress she had just placed on her mannequin and stood back to admire her work. "Kassie, enough already, she looks like she's going to a funeral," Persephone giggled. "You spend waaaay too much time on your mannequin." "Yeah Kass, you'll just be changing it again tomorrow," exclaimed Appollonia. "We really need to...
Prologue To Hell Time is a linear sort of thing, but it’s not smooth or level. Like a meandering river it has peaks and valleys. If one looks close enough it has something else that makes it amazing. It has bubbles, or rather it seems to be made up of bubbles. Large, small, nestled against and within one another, they cluster together like so many random thoughts to form a path. Bubbles have membranes and membranes allow for the passage of things, ideas, beliefs or events. Back up a bit and...
The sextet of gospel singers had just finished singing a stirring rendition of "Are you walking with Jesus?" ... then for exactly two seconds all lighting was extinguished, plunging the entire area into total darkness. After the two seconds of pitch blackness, colored floodlights came on one at a time, illuminating three foot diameter circles in radiant reds, blues and greens. The reverend Earnest Bishop bound from behind floor to ceiling dark purple velvet drapes onto the makeshift dais,...
What makes a man a man? That’s a question I hear often in the Black community. I was born in the City of Boston, Massachusetts, to Haitian immigrant parents. Jacques Etienne is the name. I’m twenty two years old, and recently graduated from Northeastern University with my MBA. I previously acquired my bachelor’s degree in accounting from the University of Massachusetts at Amherst. Black, male and educated. That’s me. I’m the brother you never hear about. The one who doesn’t walk around with his...
“Hey Alice!” Heather, the new editor shouted across the office, “You like that singer… Hank Brooklyn, don’t you?” I looked up from my PC smiled and nodded in her direction. “You can have this if you want,” she continued shouting, “It’s just come in the post.” Heather was waving a CD and what looked like a T-Shirt in the air for me and everyone else to see. I saved my article on a new gardening centre and walked to the other end of the local newspaper office that I worked...
This is an embellished true story of mine. A few months after that fateful party I was going through some major changes in my life. I could not stop thinking about her, the feel of skin, her thighs around my head and the taste of her body. I began seeing people around me, those I had known for years completely differently. My school boy crush was now long dead and any thought of trying to get a date with him was forgotten about. The problem then became who was I to crush on next? This dilema...
Chapter 02 explains Nicole's empathy power, and some of Taylor's astral power works. How that works exactly will depend on how the vote comes out. Chapter 03 begins laying out the ground rules for their life together. Soul Mates 2-3: Who's Home? By Ron Dow75 2: Nastasia, Buddy, and Stacy The astral body of Nicole hugged the astral body of her Mom, "You can see me; and best of all, you can hear me!" The confused ghost woman returned the affection. 'Yes, I can. Now, can...
HumorSoul Mates 8-9: Just Remember Who This Body Belongs To! By Ron Dow75 8: Not Even a Pinocchio She had the perfect girl-next-door body, well proportioned, 5 feet 5, 34C-23-33, and her face was very pretty without being dramatically beautiful, hair dark brown, eyes light brown. And that body was being held by the strong but gentle hands of one of the handsomest boys around. There, out where everybody driving into the Wellington High parking lot could see. The problem was...
HumorTuesday morning I wake up at my regular time and head out on my mountain run to think. Friday is our last basket ball game of the season and even if we wjn the game there are no playoffs or tournaments. The season is over after Friday, however track practices starts in two weeks and I need to be in the best shape possible. The most important thing I need to think about is Emily and her dad. I now know the connection and why their stories are similar. Watching over me? Leading my church? Soul...
Four years ago... “Get up!” Eve and I look up to see our new foster mother glaring at us. Mrs. James is a short fat lady and her husband is a tall and skinny guy. We are in another foster home. It is a small home with a basement. We are in a small basement room with no windows. The James’ keep us locked in this room at night. There are many other foster kids here in the house as well. “You, go upstairs and wait for the other children, eat and go to school,” Mrs. James orders pointing at...
Monday Morning, Cindy and I get off the bus and head into school. The rest of the weekend went without incident. Cindy told mom, dad and I what happened Saturday night. Apparently, Megan’s boyfriend disappeared. Megan went looking for him and found him in Amy’s room with Amy having sex. Megan ran out into the front yard and started crying. After getting dressed, Greg followed her out, where she started yelling at him. Apparently, someone had called the police, because they pulled up as Greg...
You're psyching yourself up outside The Names Office, pacing back and forth. Your 22nd birthday just passed and you told no one you had decided to go and find out whether you have a soulmate or not. Hell you never thought of coming here either. Having a soulmate was never a big deal for you. Sure your parents are soulmates and a couple of your friends has found their soulmates. But it never really dawned on you until you were at your birthday party and the topic of soulmates came up....
RomanceLightning flashed brightly out the window immediately followed by a booming clap of thunder as the lights flickered briefly. Roger, Miranda, and Julie all jumped in unison at the interruption which jarringly brought them back to the present. Julie's story had seemed to have cast a spell on all three of them, Roger and Miranda had become just as entranced in listening to it as Julie had been in telling it. The lightning and thunder had broken them all out of that spell. Miranda seemed...
I awoke to a faint clanking noise. It was my maid — Melanie, I think — taking the tray off my desk. She smiled apologetically for waking me. I just smile and told her that I was happy to wake up. I had had such a wonderful sleep. My weary bones and sore muscles were refreshed and aching to move. I wanted to walk, everywhere. I couldn’t help but romanticize the idea of just endlessly walking around and exploring this country, but, winter might pose a bit of a problem with that. Melanie left my...
I was no virgin. No amateur at this. I knew what I was doing. I may only be young but I knew damn well what to do. Knew how to pleasure myself and turn others on in the process. I looked into Joe’s eyes, saw lust and pleasure. He’d already cum twice, yet he still had a boner and was going for it again. I knew instantly he wouldn’t mind. So I laid back down and shoved the brush into myself. Pleasure and pain hit me simultaneously. I began to thrust the handle of the brush into...
It had been a while since I had seen you and the eagerness grew as did my passion and desires for you. We had made plans to meet and quench this fire that burned inside of me. You had mentioned that you too had been thinking of me and wanting to have me once more. I wanted you so badly that I did not care where or when as long as we could be together again and make love with the heat and passion that burned inside my soul. The weather was getting chilly so our normal spot was out of the...
She rolled over stretching her arms out as the sun peaked through the blinds casting warm light over the bed. She opened her eyes and smiled as she saw him lying there beside her. Her eyes studied every curve of his face, the fullness of his sexy lips and his long lashes that lay rested against his face. She cuddled up to him taking in his smell, feeling the warmth of his body. She was amazed how something as simple as the smell of him and the touch of his skin could make her feel more safe and...
‘Oh, how nice to see you here,’ said a female voice. I looked round in surprise to see a woman apparently pinned against the wall by a leering young guy dressed like a derelict gypsy. I was at an art preview and had I been wandering around somewhat apathetically with a glass of lousy champagne in my hand. I was only there because a friend of mine, Ted, was exhibiting, and the works on display were of about the same quality as the champagne. I was wondering what I could say to him that...
Smirking at the title, you decide to play the latest Soul Caliber game. As the system boots, you take a moment to wonder at how drawn out this series has become. 30 games without a reboot! Your grandparents played the original when they were younger than you! Of course, the basic premise never really deviated much. Beat the crap out of a friend and gloat afterwards. But you'd heard these last few were really making use of current tech, acting more like simulations than simple fighting games....
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The soul jar was a weapon of war. With its power, one could raise an army simply by taking the will of thousands of people, and telling them to follow your every command. One can return wills with it, but without any form of consequence or punishment from the people under his or her influence. One day, a noble thief stole it, took it to a mountaintop, and flung it as far as he could. Now, over a decade later, you find it after killing a mountain goat for food.
Mind ControlYou wake up in a forest, the last thing you remember is playing Soul Calibur 4 when there was this flash of light. "Where am I ?" You get up and look around seeing nothing but trees. You decide to walk through the forest to see if you can find out were you are. As you are walking you come across a pond and look down to see your reflection.
Soul Mates 4: This Is Mr. Right? By Ron Dow75 Out in the second story roofed porch that ran around the riverside Duchamps' house: The ghost of Taylor Estes (wearing just a bathrobe) cried in frustration at the girl sitting in front of him, "How can I have empathy for a vampire!" "Vampire?" Nicole Getty asked. She was pretty brunette in an oxford shirt, and a short denim skirt with quilt details of butterflies made from heart-shapes. Her bare legs were crossed, now. 'You...
HumorSoul Mates 6-7: A Black Top Mood By Ron Dow75 6) The Push-up Bra, Funk, and Wagnell In the driver's seat, Nicole's mom said, "Don't slouch." The seventeen-year-old in the white windbreaker with the rainbow up the middle of the front and down the sleeves next to her, hunched over with a shoulder and hEr hands against the safety strap, grumped, "I'm not slouching. I'm protecting these..." and made the minimum head dip to the things shE wished shE didn't have to refer...
HumorSubtitle: The Strange Duet Part II Her door tended to slam so I put my hand out to guide it to a silent closing. "Who the fuck are you?!? And what were you doing in my girlfriend's apartment?" For easily the hundredth time, I wished she had fallen for someone lower in the instep and vocal range. I rested my forehead against the door; the music from the other side was almost out of my reach. "Answer my question, asshole! What the fuck were you doing in there?" I turned until the...
The weather had turned as solemn as Karen's and Elisabeth's mood during the drive to Magnesia Springs. The sun disappeared behind dark ominous clouds giving the world a gray dull appearance that took the warmth out of the land and out of the heart. A light mist began to fall, and Karen switched on the wiper blades. She glanced into the rear view mirror and saw the big white Cadillac following several car lengths behind. She became aware of her breathing and was surprised at how nervous she...
I see Jacob smile through the rearview mirror. He is silent and doesn’t introduce me to anyone. I cringe as he turns into my neighborhood and the driveway to my house. Wait! How does he know where I live? “Not now Joseph, but soon,” Jacob says. I get out of the car as Jacob gets out also. “We have to follow what is written in the gospel. When it is time, I will let you know. In the mean time I will watch over you while my daughter awaits her soul mate and to be by your side.” We are half way...
Something was coming, she could feel it. Ariel Starr stood up, scared yet ready to confront whatever it was waiting outside for her. The loud bang at the door made her heart jump. She had no idea what was going on outside and the yelling she had heard downstairs had her nearly paralyzed with anxiety. J-Mac, her new boss and famous rap sensation had simply put the gun on the magnificent CEO desk, then told her to use it if necessary, before locking her inside the state of the art studio. ...
* Eric Soul can’t wait to marry his fiancee, a talented R&B singer from Brooklyn. But when she mysteriously vanishes, Eric has absolutely no time to lose, before she falls into the arms of another, forever. * In the master bedroom of a high-rise condo, an explosive allegation had been revealed to Ariel Starr, a gorgeous, rising star of an R & B singer, recently signed to Hype Entertainment. Up until this moment, she had had it all- talent, world-class beauty, support and a loving fiancée. One...
by: Discreet Lover Copyright 2012 Her soft lips touched mine as we kissed. The smell of her perfume filled my nose as we embraced. It always amazed me just how well she fit against me. She must've been placed on this earth just for me. All too soon the hug ended and she pulled away. Her pretty face was lite up with a bright smile as she chatted about her day. How she had aced a test she had been certain she'd fail. How her coach had made them run suicides because the team couldn't...
by: Discreet Lover Copyright 2012 Her soft lips touched mine as we kissed. The smell of her perfume filled my nose as we embraced. It always amazed me just how well she fit against me. She must've been placed on this earth just for me. All too soon the hug ended and she pulled away. Her pretty face was lite up with a bright smile as she chatted about her day. How she had aced a test she had been certain she'd fail. How her coach had made them run suicides because the team couldn't...
The year was 1406, and Trenian was in the throes of making love to the beautiful Esmerelda. Trenian never thought he, the second son of a poor farmer, would have such a beautiful, rich woman as a lover and potential wife. He had instantly been attracted to her, he loved the way her brown-gold curls cascaded down her head and the way her green eyes pierced his soul. The way her slender body looked in her extravagant dress was enough to send Trenian back to the barn to jerk off in the company of...
The year was 1406, and Trenian was in the throes of making love to the beautiful Esmerelda. Trenian never thought he, the second son of a poor farmer, would have such a beautiful, rich woman as a lover and potential wife. He had instantly been attracted to her, he loved the way her brown-gold curls cascaded down her head and the way her green eyes pierced his soul. The way her slender body looked in her extravagant dress was enough to send Trenian back to the barn to jerk off in the company of...
SupernaturalThe year was 1406, and Trenian was in the throes of making love to the beautiful Esmerelda. Trenian never thought he, the second son of a poor farmer, would have such a beautiful, rich woman as a lover and potential wife. He had instantly been attracted to her, he loved the way her brown-gold curls cascaded down her head and the way her green eyes pierced his soul. The way her slender body looked in her extravagant dress was enough to send Trenian back to the barn to jerk off in the company...
It was a slightly cloudy day as i walked along the sidewalk on my way home after another slow 8 hour work day. My name is harley walker , I'm a 25 years old other and been single for the last 10 years. After getting home, having shower and getting charged into some comfortable clothes, i sat down to watch my favorite show. As the show starts i spot the heart shaped dark green stone i brought home from a camping trip with my friends. It was my long time friend sam that found it and give it to my...
RomanceSOULMATESChapter 1While paging through blogs on my favorite BDSM website, I came across one by a man, who claimed to have a slow-witted wife that he’d ?bought? 3 years earlier, and how much he enjoyed making her life miserable. Since he had mentioned his county and state, I knew we couldn’t be more than 25 or 30 miles apart. Fascinated with the idea of mixing things up, I wrote him immediately, and pulled no punches.?Hi, A.P. I read your blog with great interest. I am currently the...
In the main, brunch proceeded without further incident. Several more of Greg's friends and acquaintances came by to say hello. Greg introduced them to Megan, but she knew that she'd never remember their names. The men all professed to be envious of Greg. One woman, a plump blonde with red cheeks, rhapsodized over Megan's complexion and figure. "Honey," she said, "I wouldn't just kill to look like you. I'd even consider becoming a mass murderer." After the spate of visitors, Greg...
His name was Mark Fagan and he had dreamed of a woman for months, every night he dreamt of the same woman. He had never seen her in his real life but knew she was his soulmate. He did not even know her in any way but felt she was near. He only knew that her first name was Rose, and her beauty was like that of a Rose. He tried to stay in dream land as much as possible so he could be with her. In another part of town She was dreaming of him, she only knew his name was Mark, she had dreamt of him...
I watched, amused, while a huffy, red faced Ms. Whitecliff marched out of Mr. Morrison’s office. She walked with her nose up in the air and with perfect posture, like she had had a poker permanently planted up her ass. Looking completely livid, she turned to me and scathingly declared, ‘I cannot and will not work with that man. I don’t care how much he pays. I will not do it. You will just have to find someone else. Goodbye’ I watched her attempt to slam the door after her, on her way out,...
New York, New York Wednesday morning, and already I was counting down the hours until Friday. I had so many things to do before Friday though, that any enthusiasm for the weekend was quickly and completely squelched. I looked through all the letters, memos and mail that Mr.M had left on my desk before I attacked the phone messages. Before I was able to finish writing down the phone number for a Ms. Whitecliff, the caller of the last message on the machine, I heard Mr. Morrison’s voice hollowly...
Peregrination I awoke to my alarm at 5:45am, on December 21st, and leapt out of my bed with an excited giggle. In ten hours I would be driving to a historic chateau in the French countryside. I quickly showered and ate a small breakfast before attacking my, new, daily beauty routine. Deborah had hammered into me how important my appearance was, now that I was going to be seen, in France, with Mr. Morrison. My new routine included daily grooming (plucking, shaving, etc.), face scrub or peel,...
As we toasted marshmallows to make s’mores, it was only natural that we told each other ghost stories—some from when we were kids, some we had heard over the years. The random unexpected events in those spooky tales were not unlike what had led us to that campfire.I had met Julia some twenty years earlier when she was sleeping with a friend of mine. By the time they broke up, I had moved to another part of the country, but we had kept in touch ever since. Although we enjoyed each other’s...
SupernaturalJoe was a sex god, long, black hair that reaches his shoulders, which I just yearn to run my hands through as I kiss him passionately. He has the most beautiful bright blue eyes, which look almost unnatural. His slight chubbiness just makes my body lust for him more, wanting him to hug and hold me and kiss me, make me feel safe in his arms. MSN pinged and my attention was brought back to the real world (in my mind I was slowly undressing Joe). Ah, Joe had just signed in. It was four...
It was 5:42 which left Kavya two hours to sleep and sweep off this night. She let her body fall on the cold bed and closed her eyes. Soon, everything came back… She was in her room, combing her silky hair while contemplating her exposed body in the mirror. She loved the way her long hair covered her full breasts and deliberately parted her legs to look at her insides. She has never been a shy girl and love wandering au naturel in her room with her windows wide opened. She never mind closing...
A sudden jolt of movement shocked Vicky into wakefulness and she shot upright in the backseat of the car until she realised where she was. The drive had been smooth until that point, but it was very clear that the family had left the world of smooth roads behind them as the ground became increasingly rough. "Morning, princess," her boyfriend Brandon said jokingly from the driver's seat. "Sleep well?" "Shut up," Vicky replied, rubbing her eyes. "How far out are we?" "At least a few hours. The...
Mind ControlIt was 5:42 which left Kavya two hours to sleep and sweep off this night. She let her body fall on the cold bed and closed her eyes. Soon, everything came back... She was in her room, combing her silky hair while contemplating her exposed body in the mirror. She loved the way her long hair covered her full breasts and deliberately parted her legs to look at her insides. She has never been a shy girl and love wandering au naturel in her room with her windows wide opened. She never mind closing...
SupernaturalRoger parked the car in the driveway of the beach house as fat drops of rain came pelting down. The sun, obscured by the overcast sky and down-pouring rain, was setting and what little daylight they had was quickly being diminished. Roger noticed the other car in the driveway and was curious who it belonged to. Sitting next to him his sister Miranda was more interested in the torrent as she eyed the rain with obvious dismay. “Maybe we should wait for it to let up some?” Miranda asked, looking...
I crept slowly to the foot of the bed and pulled the covers up so I could crawl in at her feet. I traveled up her clothed legs until I got to her crotch. I can't explain why wanted to see a penis so bad, but there was something within me that not only wanted it, but needed it. I carefully pulled the fabric open at a seem and then as lightly as I could pulled the patch that covered his groin so I could get at what I sought. I couldn't see it, but when I put my hand in, I felt her....
I have searched the web long and hard looking for incest stories about black people. All the stories I have read involved white people. Don't get me wrong I love incest stories, but I would love to read one about black people. I know it exists between black people, because it happened to me. That's way I decided to tell my story. After I graduated from college I moved to New York City from Florida. I hated Florida. Back home I got no respect. I was what you called a black nerd. I was totally...
I was 15 when my dad died, it was quite sudden, he had a heart attack whilst doing the gardening. I loved my dad more than anything, he was my world and when he died my world ended. Mum was just as devastated as I was, even after 20 years of marriage they still loved each other as much as when they first met. She struggled along without him for a while, but found it hard. She couldn't keep up the payments on the mortgage and pay my school fees, so I would have to leave the grammar school at...