Angels and Demons
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Thanks a lot to techsan who edited the story pretty quickly and turned it into a better one.
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Chapter Five
Chris examined Anna’s features for a while. She had long curly blondish brown hair which was tied in a ponytail but a few strands fell on her face. Her face was almost completely bruised making it hard to imagine her real features. And her eyes were green, he remembered. The light in them was lost but he hoped to see that light back in her eyes before he went out of Anna and Angela’s lives.
Anna was sleeping in peace when Chris changed Angela’s diaper and found that it wasn’t such a hard thing to do. About midnight Anna started crying and trying to free herself from the hospital equipment in her sleep.
Chris tried to wake her up first. But possibly because of the effect of the medication she was taking, she couldn’t wake up. Then he took her hand into one of his hand and held her in place with his other hand and started to talk soothingly.
‘Ms. Collins, please calm down. You are safe now. You are not with Stephen. You are safe. I am here. Please calm down. You will wake Angela.’
Anna calmed down and went back to her sleep but she didn’t seem very comfortable and about an hour later she woke up screaming.
‘Help me! Help me!’
Chris rushed to her side and made her look at him to make her understand that she was in a safe place now. Nina ran to the room and asked if anything was wrong.
‘Ms. Collins was having a nightmare but she is awake now,’ Chris answered.
‘Are you feeling fine, Ms.Collins? As you are awake, you may as well feed Angela.’
‘Y-yes, I think I am fine,’ Anna said, trying to gather her thoughts and get rid of the effects of the nightmare. ‘Please bring her here.’
‘I’ll go out for a cup of coffee,’ Chris said.
Half an hour later, when Chris returned, room 205 was again in peace with its members soundly sleeping. He decided to doze off in the chair, too.
Around four in the morning Angela woke up hungrily. Nina helped Anna again while Chris waited outside.
Heather woke Chris up when she came on duty. He couldn’t remember having a more uncomfortable sleep since two days ago. Now it felt like he didn’t sleep at all. Anna and Angela were yet asleep. Heather said she has to wake Anna up for medication and she would take the IV out, too.
‘Angela should be hungry by now, too. I’ll go up for breakfast.’ Chris said and went out before Heather woke Anna up.
It seemed like he was getting used to this unhealthy breakfast style of coffee and sandwich but that was the best he could get there. Remembering his appointment with Sergeant Young, he checked his watch and saw that he had about half an hour to leave the hospital.
He went down to room 205 to find a restless Anna.
‘I thought you were gone,’ she said like a stubborn kid.
‘I said I won’t, not until I see both you and Angela are fine and that means that I’ll see you get out of this hospital. But I have to go now for a couple of hours. Will you be ok?’
She suddenly seemed oblivious, ‘It seems strange to see the sun shine. I never gave much thought to it before. It is beautiful. There is so much darkness on this world, though, so much darkness it cannot shed a candle light on.’
‘Ms. Collins, I have to go but I’ll be back, ok?’
‘Call me Anna, please. Yes, Heather has to take Angela to pediatrics, I guess, while you are not here.’
‘Yes, she will but please concentrate on thinking positive things and watch some TV while I am gone. I’ll tell Heather that I am going. See you soon.’
Chris arrived at 153 Down Street ten minutes early and waited in his car for Sergeant Young to show up. It was a lovely two storey detached house with a small garden which was in a mess due to neglect. The sergeant arrived on time accompanied by a locksmith. A neighbor asked questions about what was going on and after the sergeant shortly told her that Anna would be back in a few days and they were there to prepare the house for her, she disappeared into her own house.
The locksmith produced two keys to the house. Chris thanked him, paid for his service and went inside with Sergeant Young.
‘Wow, this place needs a thorough cleaning,’ said the sergeant.
‘And painting,’ continued Chris, ‘and a room arrangement for Angela.’
‘I somehow trust you to make the best out of this. Do you know when they are going to discharge her out of the hospital?’
‘Dr.Geoffrey said it is up to her development but in case she has a helper at home, it might be as soon as a week.’
‘My mother has a friend who is a retired nurse. I’ll call her if you want.’
‘That will be fine. Thank you. You seem to care for Ms. Collins more than just a case,’ Chris stated.
‘Man, your enthusiasm in this must have effected me. Keep the keys. You can give them to Ms. Collins after you are done. Don’t think I won’t check on you, anyway.’
‘Can I ask one more favor?’
‘Yes.’
‘Don’t tell her anything about this before I get a chance to explain it, all right?’
‘Not a word, I swear.’
‘Thanks.’
Chris phoned his parents’ housekeeper and asked for a reliable cleaning company. After arranging the cleaning for Wednesday, he made a mental note to pay the electricity, water and gas bills the next day so that the house would be ready for the cleaners.
He went through the rooms and found that there were three bedrooms upstairs, one of which seemed like Anna’s childhood room. There was a single bed on the post of which was a beautiful violet rose, a closet which contained some worn out toys, and an oriental rug which seemed gray because of the dust. The sun was trying to shine happily through the dusty window.
‘This is the room,’ the little voice had spoken again. He agreed that it would be the best room to convert for Angela. Deciding to come back after the cleaning company did its job, he went back to the hotel, and took his laptop and some books to make plans for the next week’s classes while he was in the hospital.
When he came back it was past noon. Anna was dozing but he could see it was a restless sleep. He left his stuff by her bedside and walked down the corridor to take Angela. A doctor said she had to be kept in an incubator for a while as she had developed jaundice but they would take her to Anna during feeding times. He felt the world move beneath his feet and asked the doctor if she was going to be all right. The doctor did his best to assure him that this was a pretty common case and she would be well after a day or two in phototherapy. Chris tried to look brave and went back to Anna hoping that she wouldn’t ask about Angela for a while.
After crying for some time after hearing about Angela’s sickness, she calmed down and started to watch TV with unseeing eyes. Chris settled down to prepare his weekly class schedule and explained to her that he has to be away at school during the week but he would come back after school as long as she needed him. She didn’t answer, she was away from this world.
The week started with Chris dozing off once more in the chair. Angela was better but was to be kept under the blue light. Anna was barely speaking. He went to school, ran to the electric, water and gas departments in his lunch break, went back to school in the afternoon and was in time to see that Anna refused to eat her dinner made up of disgusting hospital food according to Chris but he had to persuade her to eat at least some of it, if not for herself, for Angela.
Tuesday was almost the same with his lunchbreak spent in a baby shop, this time. He bought everything that a little baby girl could need and want and left the shop with a much lighter wallet than he had brought in. The items would be delivered to her house on Friday, which was the day he was planning to skip going to school for the second week in a row. The end of th
e semester was not far and children were already in spring mood anyway. Some discussion with Dr.Geoffrey revealed the fact that she might be well enough to go home by Monday, so he had to be quick. Mrs. Sanders, the retired nurse friend of Sergeant Young’s mother, would also come on Friday. He hoped she would be a nice old lady who would like to help him arrange and prepare the house.
Wednesday’s lunchbreak was spent in checking the cleaners, Thursday’s lunchbreak went to painting and arranging Angela’s room. He decided not to paint the rest of the house as there was no time and he didn’t actually know what color she would like. On Thursday afternoon a gardener came and put the little garden in order with green grass all over, neat bushes on the borders and some flowery plants here and there.
He kept going to see Anna in the evenings and stayed through the nights. She physically looked better now and could sit with some help but she was crying at odd moments, not talking very much and seemed timid. Dr.Geoffrey advised therapy but she didn’t want it.
On Friday, the house was almost ready. Mrs. Sanders came and, deciding to help the guy, ran an inventory of kitchen stuff and made a long list that she thought had to be bought for the young mother and the baby. Chris went out and did the shopping and while Mrs. Sanders put them in the pantry, the baby stuff which Chris had bought for Angela a few days ago, were delivered.
‘Oh, look how cute the little flowers on this bed are,’ Mrs. Sanders shouted. ‘You even bought a little merry-go-round! Oh, I love this lullaby. How sweet of you to go through all this for her. She must have a big wallet for all this though.’
‘No, I didn’t charge her for anything and I won’t.’
‘What? You are unbelievable kind. Why are you doing all this then?’
‘I feel sorry for what happened to her and want to help, that’s all.’
Mrs. Sanders left Chris to organize Angela’s room talking to herself, ‘I didn’t think such men existed on this planet.’
Chapter Six
When Chris entered room 205 that night the house was ready for its new guests but he saw that Anna wasn’t ready to go at all. She was crying once more.
‘Anna, are you in pain? Can I do anything to help you?’
‘No, you can’t bring my last year back, can’t erase my memories of that horrible man, can’t even understand me. Why are you so helpful to me? Are you some kind of freak obsessed with me, too? I don’t need you. I don’t need your pity, so go. I don’t need you.’
Chris felt his joy shatter. He had come to tell her that her house was ready but he forgot about that and only blurted that Mrs. Sanders, who will help her after the hospital discharged her, will come in the morning.
‘I guess I should go. Goodbye, sweet angel. Take good care of your mother,’ Chris said to Angela and kissed her on her forehead as loving as a father can be. He could swear the little voice shouting angrily, ‘Don’t go!’
When he went out of the room he saw Nina and told her that he wasn’t needed anymore. Nina stared at the door unbelievingly and went in to ask if Anna needed something. She returned in a few minutes to confront Chris.
‘She is lying in her bed like she doesn’t want to live anymore, and she is crying again,’ Nina reported to Chris.
‘I don’t think I’ll be able to leave her like this and go.’
‘I figured you were not the kind. Do you have a plan?’
‘I’ll sit and think for a while. Maybe I can seek some advice from a shrink. Do you have one here?’
‘Let me see, there’s Dr. Boots on duty tonight. I’ll call him to see if he has some free time.’
‘You are an angel, too.’
‘Thanks for the compliment though I’d advise you to wait before you jump to conclusions. He might not be available.’ She spoke into the phone at the nurses’ station, ‘Hello, this is Nina. Can I talk to Dr. Boots?’
Nina arranged a meeting between Dr. Boots and Chris in his office in half an hour so Chris sat and waited for the most part of that thirty minutes trying to figure out a way to help Anna.
‘That looks like a very classical case of strong emotional trauma,’ Dr. Boots said, ‘and I’d very much advise therapy.’
‘Her doctor couldn’t persuade her to do that and right now as far as I know she has no relatives who would care about her well being. It’s only me and I am a stranger who has just been kicked out of her room. The only time she is conversational is when Angela is around, she has been crying most of the time, doesn’t eat if not forced, has nightmares in her sleep and I sometimes think she doesn’t even want to live.’
‘She feels she has the right to all of that,’ the doctor commented. ‘You could let her feel her grief for a while, because a year is a long time. It takes time to heal that kind of wound. Acting as if it never happened won’t help. Maybe you could use Angela, if Anna doesn’t hate her. After all she is the daughter of her kidnapper. Concentrate on good things around her. Try to make her take over her daughter’s responsibility. Talk about good weather although she seems to be in a hurricane. Take both of them out for a walk in the park on a sunny day.
‘Don’t try to make her tell all that has happened during the last year but try to make her see that she couldn’t change what happened and has to go on. Concentrate on today. Relaxation techniques can help. Be sure this retired nurse help of yours is somewhat bossy. She has to have Ms. Collins eat and do things in the house. Don’t leave her with nothing to do for long periods to think over and over on what had happened to her. Try some natural remedies like St. John’s Wort, fennel or even lime tea.’
‘You sound promising but how will I get her to let me into her life to do all that?’
‘Does she have any other choice? Well, don’t give up on her. She must be really scared from everything right now, including you. It is really unusual for a man to go through so much for somebody whom he doesn’t know and it might be scaring her that you could be someone obsessed with her just like the other guy who kidnapped her. Are you?’
‘Well, I don’t know myself. I simply have a feeling that I’ve got to see that she is fine. It was quite a miracle to find her and thinking that both she and Angela could’ve been dead if I wasn’t there makes me want to make sure that they are ok.’
‘At least that sounds like a healthy kind of obsession. Good luck and give me a call if you need to. I could advise some medication for depression, if you can convince her.’
‘Thanks.’
Chris wanted to see Anna for a last time before he went home, so he went to room 205.
‘How did your meeting with Dr. Boots go?’ Nina asked.
‘He gave me a few tips. I can just pray that they’ll work. Where’s Angela?’
‘In the room, asleep. I’ll call pediatrics when she wakes up and is fed.’
‘How is Ms. Collins doing?’
‘She is also asleep right now, I think.’
‘I’ll check before I go.’
‘So you’ll be getting a bed to sleep on tonight. A comfortable change.’
‘How come you are here every night? Don’t you do rounds?’
‘I packed in my duties in this week. I need to take some time off next week.’
‘Oh, I see. It must be overwhelming to be here every night.’
‘It has its benefits and drawbacks. The benefit is a hot, sandy beach with an equally hot guy, next week.’
While walking into the dimly lighted room, Chris tried to imagine the woman in a swimsuit but decided that she would prefer a bikini. The hot guy in question was lucky. Nina was a hot blonde with good proportions of curves. She was beautiful, too. A young, bright face and strong build. She must have been doing some kind of sports.
The room was disturbingly quiet. He went to Angela first, kissed her forehead and wished her good night. Then he approached Anna. She was really sleeping but restless again. He could see in the pale bedside lamp that her bruises had started to
get lighter, her hair fell onto the pillow and her hand was over the sheets. It was nice to see her getting well, at least physically. And just at that moment she started to cry in her sleep. He reached and held her hand in his.
‘Calm down, you aren’t in danger anymore. Please let me help you,’ he said softly.
Anna calmed down surprisingly and a few moments later opened her eyes which showed a great relief along with a faint smile when she saw Chris, then closed her eyes to a more peaceful sleep. Chris took this as a hint that she was pleased that he was there.
He stood but, as he let her hand go, Anna started to toss around again. He tried holding her hand again and saw with relief that it calmed her so he sat there like that until Nina came in.
‘It is Angela’s milk time. You said you were going to go.’
‘I couldn’t. Everytime I let her hand go, she gets restless. But wait, I’d better not be here when she wakes up. She had kicked me out anyway.’
‘Fine. I’ll wait until you go out. Where can I find you?’
‘Right outside.’
Nina touched Anna’s shoulder, ‘Ms. Collins, it is time for Angela.’
Anna woke up startled. She had just had a dream where Chris was holding her hand in a garden full with colorful wild flowers. Angela was hopping around them and she was happy. Waking up to a dark and lonely hospital room in the middle of the night made her feel depressed once again. Nina arranged the pillows at her back and held Angela.
‘Has Mr. Taylor gone?’ Anna asked.
‘He said you kicked him out which wasn’t very wise of you if you ask me,’ Nina answered trying to avoid the direct answer.
‘Why is that?’
‘Because he is the only person you’ve got in this world who really cares about your and Angela’s well being right now and you are such a fool to lock his generosity out.’
‘He could be a freak just like Stephen. He looks obsessed with me and even if he is not he has gone through enough trouble for me anyway.’
‘Try to see him as a good friend. All the personnel whom he had a word with think that he is a kind modern hero and a rare species of some kind. I have a feeling that he isn’t the kind to kidnap and abuse women.’
‘Angela is done on this side, I think,’ Anna said to Nina and added quietly, ‘I don’t know where to go if Dr. Geoffrey discharges me.’
‘You said your parents had a house.’
‘Yes, but it must be in ruins after a year of neglect and I just can’t afford to run it on unemployment money.’ She started to cry. ‘I don’t even have clothes to put on other than this hospital gown!’
‘I have a feeling that everything’s going to be all right. Try to get some sleep.’
Nina went out to find Chris sitting and dozing off in the chair right outside the door.
‘Hi, handsome. I think you might have a chance with Ms. Collins. She’s just asked about you and you owe me a dinner for the compliments you got from me.’
‘Thanks. Shall I sign an IOU?’
‘Don’t bother. Just your promise will be enough. I see how stubborn you are in keeping those.’
‘I promise that once she gets all right I’ll have you out to dinner.’
‘She said something about her house being in ruins and that she doesn’t have any clothes to put on once she’s discharged from here.’
‘I took care of the house and I’ll take care of the rest tomorrow.’
‘Somehow I knew that!’
‘Don’t tell her about it please. I’m hoping I can have a chance to explain it to her tomorrow.’
‘Fine by me. Are you going to go back in?’
‘I’ll check her before I go.’
‘I’ve heard that script somewhere… Wait, it was four hours ago, wasn’t it?’ Nina said teasingly.
‘Oh, all right. I’ll try better this time. Can you check if she’s asleep?’
After Nina verified that Anna was sleeping Chris went in to say goodbye for the third time during that night. He found Angela was restless this time indicating that she needed to burp. He took her to his shoulder and patted her back lightly until that releasing sound came and she fell asleep. Anna had woken up to Angela’s whining but Chris didn’t know that she watched him quietly while he helped the baby. After an initial fear of this man hurting Angela, she saw his love for the baby, a part of her wanted to believe that he was a nice man after all and not wanting him to see her awake she shut her eyes.
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I met Catherine when I was 16 and she was 14. She had a high school crush on me, a shy, skinny boy who she had seen playing basketball in her neighborhood park. We were introduced by a mutual friend, and spent a few hours that first day just talking on the swings, until her mother called her in for dinner. Catherine was a beautiful girl, with deep brown eyes, dark brown hair, and an hourglass figure even at her tender age. Though we dated for a few months, we never went farther than kissing...
Straight SexHe’d only been gone for an hour and a half but already she couldn’t get thoughts of him out of her mind. Angelina, known to most as Angel, had been seeing this guy steadily for almost four weeks and she was getting ‘The Feeling’. You know, the feeling like this could be “The Real Thing”. This scared Angel. She was only 22, was she ready to settle down with someone? At the same time the prospect excited her. The thought of sharing her life with this man sent tingles down her spine. In her...
I head towards my new job at the office. The uniform is uncomfortable but fortunately mostly hidden by my long coat. My 6" inch patent heels clatter on the pavement, the locks (supplied by the office without keys) shiny on the ankle straps, drawing attention to my long stockinged legs. The tug of my suspenders is a constant reminder of what I'm wearing, as is the tight waist cincher (also fitted with a lock with no keys provided.) My delicate steps and swinging hips constantly tease my...
I'm still straddling the bike when the first few people walk past, and I'm getting a few odd looks. I awkwardly slip off, so I'm standing beside it, unavoidalbly showing my stocking tops as I do so. The elderly gentleman walking past as I do so gasps and blushes slightly, as do I, damn I thought I'd be discreet. Standing next to the bike in my 6" heels is fairly comfortable, and I realise that these are pretty much my normal everyday shoes now... which makes me giggle at the thought....
Chapter 3 Turning myself in. My big sister Ann moved slowly closer to me. I was still kneeling on the floor tiles and tears were running down my cheeks. "I'm a monster, sob. I'm turning into a monster, I'm a mutant." I had finally said it out loud and realized it was the truth I was turning into the one thing I had been always warned about, by the teaching of my father as well as from the people in Prescott. It had been the reason I had joined the MCO to make sure no mutant would...
‘I can’t stop thinking about your ass.’ Matt whispered to me while giving my ass cheeks a quick grope, pulling them apart. ‘I want to fuck you until you scream for mercy.’ He made a point of brushing his hard on against my ass. ‘My brother is a lucky bastard. If I was him, you wouldn’t walk straight for a week… or more. I’d fuck you every day and night.’ If anyone looked my way they would see me blushing. Thankfully, I was being ignored by everyone but Matt. Ever since the episode of my...
November, 1984, Chicago, Illinois The last days of November went by quickly. I didn’t say anything to anyone about the meeting; only Bethany knew that Scott had called me. Kara and Sofia both joined me for karate on Monday night, though they were in a beginner’s class taught by one of the two black belts who studied under Sensei Jim. I found Jorge after my accounting class and he was pretty resolute that he was happy being with George and that Cindi had been fun, but he knew it couldn’t...
It had not been my intention to see Janet and Berry off. I didn't think I could bear to see them leave. But as the hour of their departure approached, Ruth must have seen me keeping an eye on the clock. At first, I declined her offer to let me take a few minutes off. I argued that it was the middle of our rush hour. She whispered something to Ben, and he ordered me to get out of his kitchen, adding that he was concerned that in my present state of mind, I was an accident waiting to...
Alright well I can't think of how else to make this ending longer but I need five thousand characters to post it so you can skip this paragraph because it will just be me rambling I mean come on look at this I've just given up on periods completely so like the great fish god dory says just keep swimming just keep swimming I'm almost there guys only 73 left look at me go dory would be proud but I'm still 9 chBINGO!!!! Chapters one and two are just prequels to the rest of...
My father was the creator of the third rock and the only one that chose to stay. His instinct was to create and create he did. On his rock he created the seas and shores, skies and mountains. For one hundred years he shaped his rock to please himself and he soon noticed things changing without his will. He had created life and now it was creating more of its own accord. It was such a thing of absolute beauty that he stopped meddling and let it develop without his interference. It was then...
I would like to thank SouthPacific for his editing work on this story, his offer to edit this story was very much appreciated. Any errors in this story are mine and mine alone. ***** I had been up since just before dawn and, considering it was still dark, I hadn’t noticed anything out of the ordinary. To be honest, mind you, I wasn’t looking. I had heard Tessa moving around, so I had her breakfast ready as her bare feet padded down the stairs. ‘Daddy, who does the car belong to?’ Tessa was...
Author’s note: Part six. To understand where the characters come from, it is recommended to read the first five parts. Please remember to vote at the end. *** Chapter 20 All Things Must Change Ashley was watching Joe’s face. His expression of concern when he left the classroom hadn’t changed any, but the blood drained, making him appear as white as a sheet. She grabbed his hand. ‘Joe? Did you hear me?’ Cindy asked when Joe didn’t respond. ‘Yeah,’ he said finally. ‘Where?’ ‘In Denver,...
Author’s note: Part 3 of a multi part series. Best if you read the character development of the first two. All characters are 18 or older. *** Chapter 9 Moving In Ashley woke the next morning to Jasmine stroking her arm. ‘Hmm…good morning,’ she said. ‘What time is it?’ Jasmine smiled down at her and said, ‘It’s 9:30. Time to get up.’ ‘I don’t want to. This bed is so nice.’ Ashley rolled over and dozed off. Jasmine watched her breathing get deeper. ‘Oh no you don’t! Get up, pretty thing....
Author’s note: Thanks to all who took the time to read this story. At first, I wasn’t happy with this final part, but after rereading it, I think it ended as it should. Please remember to vote! *** Chapter 27 The next couple of days were early release for the seniors, so Kim, Jasmine, and Jill would come and visit Ashley in the afternoons. Ashley’s mom would usually be there as well, but the one person who could not be dragged outside the hospital doors was Joe. He would reluctantly leave...
Author’s note: This is part four of a story about a group of very close and special friends. Character development was done primarily in the first three parts, so it is best to read those first. All characters are 18 and are the subject of this FICTIONAL story. Thanks for reading and please VOTE! (5’s are awesome, but only if deserved.) Thank you. *** Chapter 14 Amateur Night They had walked a short distance when Ashley broke into their thoughts. ‘A lot of what you told me molded around...
Author’s note: This is part 5 of a multi-part series. Best if read after parts 1-4. Thanks for reading, and please remember to vote! *** Chapter 18 Love Regained Jon talked with Ashley for a bit backstage, introducing her to his agent. To his manager’s somewhat annoyance, Jon offered Ashley a job with the band as female lead vocalist. Ashley was dumbfounded at the invitation, but denied the offer when she recovered her words. The band was surprised at her answer. They were doing very...
Chapter 2 small changes Waking up I didn't feel too good, my back was hurting probably because I had been sleeping on the couch, and my scalp was all tingly. Sitting up looking for some water to drink, I realized that of course the bottle I used to have next to my bed wasn't anywhere near me. Getting up and out of the living room and left into the kitchen pouring in some water in a glass I took a big gulp, then I started to make some coffee and headed back towards my bathroom right...
I wish you all a merry Christmas. Before you start reading, I have to excuse myself. The next chapter is not really fitting for the time of the year and some people might be disgusted by the dark side the story take during this chapter. Unfortunately for the development of Jacob it is necessary to live through it, as well as to make the readers understand why the story is developing the way it is. Warning the story contains, Blood and Violence. Chapter 4 In hell? Waking...
Hi, Readers of ISS very recently I started writing about the lesbian experience of my college tutor Raji the best female I could have ever fucked during my PG days at the university. Some of the readers gave me a feedback sying the story is short and in this attempt I have given a long one hope you people like it. As already told the lesbian act in front of my eyes at Raji’s residence it was like a dream where two lovely angles were having a love making session & for the first time I realized...
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As Dave walked into his own home, his phone announced that he had a text. He picked up the phone off the kitchen counter, and opened his messaging app. In glorious color, with perfect lighting, a photo graced the screen just the way Alice had sent it. The picture showed two side-by-side naked female torsos from neck to pussy, each with a cock about halfway inserted into the wet vaginas. Dave laughed aloud. This was the promised ‘retribution’ for when he went to Sedona and had sex with seven...
My childhood friend Stoney was also recently divorced. Together we hit every singles bar in Queens, Brooklyn, Staten Island, and most in Manhattan. We'd arrive together but almost every night, we'd leave separately. In the heart of winter, Stoney decided to have a Valentine's Day Party at his house and invite only the best-looking women we could find. The night of the party, I put on my sharp black Armani suit, loaded up with flowers, grabbed a bottle of champagne, and drove across...
As I raised it, she reached for my belt and began to unbuckle it. I moved to oblige the effort and quickly wriggled out of them. My half hard cock lay turned to the left and growing by the second. She immediately took it in her hand and stood it up, giving it a long, wet, lollipop lick from the base of my balls all the way to the tip. That was enough to stimulate a total hard on, which she wasted no time engulfing in her mouth. She had waited all afternoon to do this and had obviously...
Introduction: She set the whole thing up… She had set the whole thing up. It was one of those, strengthen the marriage type of antics that I was lucky enough to be the recipient of. I knew something was up as soon as I opened the door from the garage into the house. The kids were nowhere to be found, and she was dressed in my favorite outfit&hellip,old blue jeans and a white, bra-less t-shirt. She greeted me with a warm, wet kiss and tasted like what she had in her right hand, a cool, crisp,...
But there was something missing, eventually I had to do something about it. I sent a text, just "?" to Kennedy. It wasn't too long before a terse reply came, "You want something?" I thought that was obvious, "Yes." Kennedy's next reply cut to the heart of the matter, "Doesn't the slut do that for you?" Kennedy never did seem to like Kiki, calling her "the slut," the feeling seemed to be mutual, Kiki called her "The Bitch" (on the rare occasions they acknowledged each...
It was time for another dirty house call. He hoped that mother and daughter, Deb and Claire, were ready because today he was fired up. The ladies at the office were good, but he found his new experiances outside just as enjoyable, and he wanted more of it. Not only was it good practice, but he simply enjoyed how he could manipulate every day persons like them, the sense of power and mental dominance like a drug to him now. He simply couldnt get enough. As he entered the apartment, he...
Today was a boring day. His powers were working well and ever since day one, had developed into something that he was familiar and adept at, if artistically skilled. Using it has become every day life, helped him in so many ways. For one, he no longer had to pay for a lot of things as he made some of his payments almost literally disappear. Groceries, electronics, services, even taxi fares. He no longer had to cue over insanely long lines. He even no longer had to fight for parking every day,...