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As soon as we entered and the door closed behind us, Jim hugged me and tried to kiss me again. He seemed sad when I refused. I tried to explain that it wasn't him. I still love him. I never stopped loving him. It was just that after what happened I could never kiss anyone again. I was ... dirty.
He cried out and pulled me closer. He forced his lips to mine.
I didn't resist. I couldn't fight him. But I didn't return his kiss.
"You aren't dirty," he sobbed. "You're a victim. You're a victim because I'm an ignorant asshole. This is my fault. I fucked up in Vermont. I had trouble dealing with things. Unfortunately I didn't realize what was important to me until you left. I won't let you go again."
I smiled at him. I really do love him.
"Yes you will," I said calmly, reasonably. "It's worse now. This past weekend ... well, it's worse now. You can't love me now. You love who I was. I think she's gone now. They killed her."
He held me close and said, "I know about this weekend. Well, I know about most of it. I don't care. I already learned my lesson. I know you were hurt, badly. You have been damaged mentally and physically. We'll work at it. You'll get better. We'll get better. I won't let you go again."
I knew he meant it. It didn't matter, though. I was going to die soon.
I asked him how he found me. I didn't understand what he was doing here and I was curious to know how he found me.
He replied, "I received that check you sent me from the sale of the house. I tore it up. I was so pissed. Not at you. I was mad at myself for being such a stupid asshole. I realized I had let the best thing that ever happened to me get away. No, worse than that. I didn't let you get away. I drove you away. I threw you away. It didn't take long to get your address. You can't keep secrets in our little town. I got your address and drove straight through to Augusta."
"I had the name of the place you work. I couldn't wait for you to get home. I drove straight to your office. Your secretary told me that you were out of the office on business. So I waited in the parking lot outside of your apartment for you to come home."
"When you didn't come home I gave up and got a room in a nearby motel. The next day I waited in the parking lot again. I was getting worried. But I didn't know what else to do. I called the cops and they said that there were no serious accidents or anything of that nature in the area.
"I checked. You weren't admitted to any of the local hospitals. There seemed to be nothing I could do but wait."
"On Sunday I called the emergency contact number on the door of your office. I had a terrible time convincing the answering service that it was an emergency. They finally agreed to try to contact someone. I ended up having to wait until church got out for them to reach anyone."
"Finally your secretary called me in the afternoon. It seemed to take forever but I finally convinced her that something was wrong. She told me where you went when you left the office.
"Since last year I always carry a weapon. I had my M1 carbine in the trunk with a couple of banana clips. I got it out and drove out to the studio. I pulled up to the house and went to the door. There wasn't anyone there. I heard a noise in the barn and headed across the yard to the door.
"I saw what was happening when I walked in and I just started shooting. I went crazy. I didn't even know how many people were there or if they had weapons. I just wanted to kill them all. So I did. And I'm glad. I wish I could have done it last time."
My hero! No, really. I mean it. It's sad. He's going to feel bad when I die.
I made him some supper. I ate a little. I couldn't stand much. It still hurt like hell to swallow. After we ate we sat and held each other and comforted each other.
"I love you, Jean," he said softly. "I'm so sorry I was such a dick. Believe me. I'll never forgive myself for what I did. But I outgrew it. I swear I did. It doesn't matter now. None of it matters.
"Well, that's not true. Of course it matters. It happened to us, to you. But I don't care anymore. That was a terrible experience. You're going to need help to get over it. I'm going to help you. I'm going to get you all of the best professional help that there is. In fact, you're going to meet Kevin tomorrow."
"Who is Kevin?" I asked.
"When I got back from reserve duty in Iraq I had some problems. I had trouble dealing with some of the things I saw ... some of the things that I did. Kevin was the guy that helped me work through them. He's good. It's like he can read your mind. He isn't a rape counselor. But he just has a way. I think he can help. I called him from the police station. He's flying down in the morning."
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Wow. That was all Nica could think as she walked down the sidewalk on the way home. She didn't normally do things like what had just happened. She didn't normally feel the way she felt tonight. Hell, she didn't even know that it was possible to feel the way she was feeling. She felt like she was walking on a cloud, floating through the air, weightless, because the last few hours had felt like nirvana. And there was just one name on her mind. Preston. ***Four Hours earlier*** Nica,...
Preston hadn't expected this . Well , he had daydreamed about it and lusted for it , but not this soon . He was so close . His hips moved like they were one with Yolanda's mouth . Yolanda felt it , too . She inhaled deeply and gtabbed Preston's ass with both hands . Preston just let her have it . Resistance was futile . The first spurt felt like it would last forever . Yolanda sank carefully to the ground with Oreston on top of her , still flinching in her mouth . He felt Yolanda's hand on his...
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Lizzie walked around the school checking out all the girls to see who was perfect for “The Most Gorgeous and Wicked of Them All”, the finishing school’s monthly magazine. It covered all arrays of topics, from the girl’s love of spanking to beautiful photos of girls modeling with thrashed sore bottoms. The magazine covered the most spankable bottom, votes to see who were the most beautiful girls readers hoped would be spanked, interviews with the girls on life and their love of being spanked,...
Lizzie walked around the school checking out all the girls to see who was perfect for “The Most Gorgeous and Wicked of Them All”, the finishing school’s monthly magazine. It covered all arrays of topics, from the girl’s love of spanking to beautiful photos of girls modeling with thrashed sore bottoms. The magazine covered the most spankable bottom, votes to see who were the most beautiful girls readers hoped would be spanked, interviews with the girls on life and their love of being spanked,...
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Hi all, this is one of my best experience of sex with boy hardly 18 years a few days back. I’m a very horny female of 38 yrs of age. Since my schooldays I love to wrestle with other gals. I also wrestle many boys during this period. Needless to say that all this mix wrestling turns bit erotic at times. When I grew up my sexual hunger also increased. But I’m not such type of females who do sex straightway. As I’m a wrestler I also love to combine sex with wrestling. So whwnever I feel an urge...
The Purest of Hearts Introduction: Hello everyone, this is my first story ever written on fictionmania, but it comes at no better than when fictionmania is about to reach 30,000 written stories! I've written a lot of short stories on DeviantArt, but I've only read those who have made the way for writers like me on here and I would love to contribute to this amazing website today. As a reminder, this story is for Adults Only as it does contain sexual acts, cursing, and nudity written in...
A Trudy Tolliver Story "Tolliver, get your ass in here!" I sighed. "Coming," I hollered right back. Mr. Peterson was a major pain in my aforementioned ass, but when he called, you didn't dally. I shut the door to his office, behind me. "You bellowed?" "Can the cutesy stuff, Tolliver," he said, talking around the chewed up stogie clutched between his teeth. "I have an assignment for you." "I can hardly wait." So far my assignments, if you could even call them that, had been...
She had just cleared past the grape vines of the Mountain Castle winery and knew she was back on her mother’s land for the first time in nearly seven years. Ally stopped on the side of the narrow, winding, graveled road up into the mountains in a fold between the southern slope of Mount Marshall and a shorter mountain called The Peak, northwest of the small town of Washington. This quaint little hamlet on the verge between northern Virginia’s hunt country and the Blue Ridge mountains wasn’t...
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How my wife Beverly came to wrestle her older sister Carla in the nude is a very interesting story. I'm Beverly's husband Andy. The whole thing started when Beverly and Carla were talking on the phone three months ago. I could hear the conversation because Beverly had it on speaker while she worked in the kitchen. "Yeah," Carla's husky voice said over the phone. "I'm going to start a weight training program. I'm gonna drop this fat and build some muscle. I just turned 54, and I'm gonna get...
FetishA foreword Terms used Old bill — slang term for the police Brief — slang term for solicitor or lawyer Snogging — what our American cousins call making out My editor is sick and unable to work her magic so any errors are all mine. I’m sure the English teachers will have plenty to find fault with. I hope it doesn’t spoil your enjoyment. The Restraining Order Everyday was the same. Five minutes before the children came out of school the old Volvo would appear. It never came close and the...
Everyday was the same. Five minutes before the children came out of school the old Volvo would appear. It never came close and the driver never got out of the car. As the days went by other parents started to notice. When one of mums arrived late and saw the driver using binoculars, she called the police. The patrol car arrived just as the children came out. I was bending down to embrace Madeleine and Thomas when I saw him get out of the car. Even four hundred yards away I recognised him. That...
Heather Preston struggled playfully at the bonds that held her. She lay naked in her back yard. Her arms and legs spread apart bound to metal stakes buried in the ground. She had been left this way by her husband, Jim, as part of their game. Heather loved bondage a ****-fantasy and Jim loved being dominant, so the two made a good couple in the bedroom. One of their little games was to have Heather bound and exposed outside. Where she would be 'forced' to give Jim a blowjob before he left. She...
Thanks for taking the time to read this story. All the usual warnings go here. Copyright me, etc. Special thanks to my friend Ed for helping in the final editing stage. Please provide as much feedback as possible, good or bad. Chiara Wrestling Star: Chapter One By Chiara There was never any question about it. I was always meant to be a wrestler. Not just any wrestler, but a world famous one at that. My grandfather and my father had both been wrestlers. You have probably...