mysteriousxoxo
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- Jul 11, 2006
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It had been a long day of driving across the desert. I was on my way home, but I still had a long way to go. Hot and sweaty, hair windblown---all because I’d had the window down all day. I saw a little bar in the distance. Decided to stop. I sat at the bar, lit a cigarette, ordered a scotch, and just thought. Everything was a shambles. My wife left me, I lost the house in the divorce. All I had was the car. How do I start over again after 40?
Lost in self-pity, I barely noticed the woman moving toward me. She asked what I was drinking and told the bartender she’d have the same. I still didn’t notice, too caught up in my own troubles. But then she put her soft hand on mine.
“Hi.”
“Hey.”
“You look lonely.”
“I am.”
“Well, tell me.”
It was a little hard to ignore her. She had shoulder length brunette hair, green eyes, fine features, freckles across her nose, smooth skin, pin cushion lips, cheek bones like flying buttresses. She was dressed in a white blouse, with the bottom tied around her waist. It showed off her flat tummy. She wore tight-fitting jeans. A real knock-out.
After more small talk, I told her about my situation. She asked if I had a place to stay. I told her I planned on driving further. She talked me out it. Said she had a place nearby where I could spend the night.
We eventually left the bar. When we got to her place, her twin sister, dressed in a long T greeted her---although not the way I would have expected. A long kiss, tongues clearly entwined. Not knowing what to think, I turned away, only to discover a whole wall full of leather straps, handcuffs, latex, chains, whips, and a picture of their lab with lipstick marks all over the glass. What had I got myself into?
Would love to finish the story. If interested pm me.
I'll check later for messages.
Lost in self-pity, I barely noticed the woman moving toward me. She asked what I was drinking and told the bartender she’d have the same. I still didn’t notice, too caught up in my own troubles. But then she put her soft hand on mine.
“Hi.”
“Hey.”
“You look lonely.”
“I am.”
“Well, tell me.”
It was a little hard to ignore her. She had shoulder length brunette hair, green eyes, fine features, freckles across her nose, smooth skin, pin cushion lips, cheek bones like flying buttresses. She was dressed in a white blouse, with the bottom tied around her waist. It showed off her flat tummy. She wore tight-fitting jeans. A real knock-out.
After more small talk, I told her about my situation. She asked if I had a place to stay. I told her I planned on driving further. She talked me out it. Said she had a place nearby where I could spend the night.
We eventually left the bar. When we got to her place, her twin sister, dressed in a long T greeted her---although not the way I would have expected. A long kiss, tongues clearly entwined. Not knowing what to think, I turned away, only to discover a whole wall full of leather straps, handcuffs, latex, chains, whips, and a picture of their lab with lipstick marks all over the glass. What had I got myself into?
Would love to finish the story. If interested pm me.
I'll check later for messages.
