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All Hallows Eve
by blankpage (blankpage1027@hotmail.com)
***
It was late on Halloween night and time for bed. As
Sharon climbed into bed a thought came to her, she
remembered Kerri and her beautiful darkness. Sharon felt
so at home in the world Kerri lived in. It was a land of
wondrous dreams, dreams of love, of life, of warmth. The
"real" world felt so bleak in comparison. (FF, mc,
asian, sn, rom)
***
Author notes: First off, your basic disclaimer of "If
you're under 18 or offended by sex, especially female-
female sex, get lost." Also, a warning that this story
contains scenes of mind control and love between women.
If the thought of two women kissing offends you (and
only liking it in porn movies doesn't count), you should
try reading another story. Enjoy.
***
Sharon sighed softly to herself as she glanced at her
clock. Two in the morning. Halloween was pretty much
over and there were certainly no more people who would
be coming for candy. She looked out the window one time,
to be absolutely sure there were no more kids and then
shut off the outdoor light.
Time for bed, she thought to herself.
She sighed deeply and closed her eyes, reminiscing. 'If
Kerri were here, she'd come and hold me tonight,' Sharon
thought to herself. Kerri was Sharon's close friend and
roommate for four years. They were inseparable. Those
few who knew them could easily mistake them for sisters.
But there was more to their relationship than they told
everyone else.
Kerri was always Sharon's one and only lover.
A cold breeze whipped over the back of Sharon's neck.
She at first curled her jacket closer around her, but it
wasn't enough to keep her warm. She decided it was time
to get into her nightgown and go to sleep.
Sharon set to work turning out all the lights. Since
Kerri left, Sharon usually left all the lights on at
night. She didn't feel safe when Kerri wasn't around. As
Sharon turned out the lights in the kitchen, she paused
and looked at the moon. It was so beautiful - round,
white and bright. It seemed to glow more than usual.
'Kerri would have liked to see this,' Sharon lamented.
Kerri loved the night, unlike most people who feared it.
Kerri had always told Sharon that the night was a time
of calm and of wonderful dreams, and she made Sharon
feel safe. That was one of the reasons Sharon loved
Kerri so much. Kerri gave Sharon a safe place where she
could be who she wanted to be.
But that was the past. Now Kerri was gone, and Sharon
was alone.
Although no one was watching, Sharon choked back her
tears as she departed the now-dark kitchen...
***
Sharon's clothes had been neatly placed into the hamper.
The bathroom was thick with steam. Sharon stood naked
under the shower head, closing her eyes and feeling the
comfortably hot water flow over her body. She leaned her
head back and rinsed the shampoo out of her long dark
brown hair.
She opened her eyes and watched the white foam begin to
flow on the ground around her feet and into the drain.
Before long, the foam dissipated leaving just the warm
water flowing all over her olive skin. Sharon listened
to the sound of the running water and could feel her
mind beginning to drift. She let out a deep sigh...
...and let it happen...
Two women curled up together in the dark along the
riverbank. The only light came from the moon reflected
in the running stream. The only sounds were the running
water and the soft voices of the women.
"Kerri..." Sharon whispered. "I'm scared."
"That's okay, my dear," Kerri replied, tenderly stroking
Sharon's temple. "It's alright to be scared. We are
alone here, after all. The moon is our only witness."
"That's not helping," Sharon said, with a small nervous
giggle.
"But also remember that I have been here before," Kerri
reassured her love. "And I'm going to do everything I
can to make sure you can be at peace." She tipped
Sharon's chin up and looked into her walnut shaped brown
eyes. "No harm can come to you here, my Hoshiko."
Sharon blushed. She always felt very warm when Kerri
used her birth name. "I know, honey," Sharon said,
looking up into Kerri's deep grey eyes. "But I can't
help my nerves. I'm not used to it being so dark..."
Kerri gave a soft, sweet laugh. Then she rolled around
so she was behind Sharon. She wrapped her long arms
around Sharon's round body and brought her down. Soon
the two were laying, cuddled up like a pair of spoons,
right along the riverbank.
"Can you hear the sound of the river?" Kerri whispered
to Sharon.
A soft, flowing sound. "Yes," Sharon whispered back. "I
hear it."
"Listen to the river, my love," Kerri said. "The water's
gentle rush through the stream. Very relaxing. It just
flows... flows along the ground... drifts away under the
watch of the moon. Feel it as you listen, my love...
listen and feel..."
"Drifty," Sharon heard herself say. Then Kerri's voice
continued.
Her beautiful, sweet voice. Listen and feel, her voice
told her.
Sharon did so.
"The water flows on and on," Kerri whispered. "You feel
it... you feel it happening to you. You feel your
concerns slip away like water was washing them away...
washing you away... flowing over you... and with you..."
This really was relaxing... she could feel the drift,
the flow of the river... washing away her troubles and
cares, and almost... almost wash her away, too... such a
wonderful feeling... Sharon wanted it to happen... but
she didn't want to flow... away from her Kerri...
"Oh darling... you'll be safe... you'll always be
safe... I am watching over you... just as the moon
watches over the river... no harm shall came to you..."
Sharon moaned softly. It was so true. Kerri was her
moon, guiding her along. She felt the light of Kerri's
love. Another moan... and a heat from deep within.
Passion blossomed like a flower inside of Sharon as she
realized... how wet she was... soft mewls like bubbles
in the river as Sharon flowed, along with Kerri, to
Kerri's pull... safe, warm, wet and so close to each
other...
A beautiful dream in the darkness...
And the river flowed...
***
Sharon's eyes fluttered open again. They were swollen
and full of tears. The water had become lukewarm. She
slowly withdrew her hand from her sex and turned off the
shower. She stepped out and wrapped a pink towel around
herself. She paused and wiped the steam off the mirror
so she could look at herself.
A pair of sad walnut shaped brown eyes gazed back at
Sharon. She could hear Kerri's voice so clearly every so
often... from the many times she had drifted for Kerri.
But it was always just a dream... no, a phantom of the
past. Dreams were beautiful and alive. Kerri had taught
her that.
But Sharon hadn't had any dreams. Just reveries.
'Oh Kerri,' Sharon whispered to her reflection. 'Why did
you leave me?'
***
Sharon was ready for bed. Her long hair was done up in
two ponytails. She wore a long red flannel nightgown to
keep the cold out, and as always, her bedtime socks -
fluffy yellow ones with green colored toes. She never
felt particularly sexy in this get-up, but Kerri always
thought Sharon was most beautiful when she was about to
go to sleep for the night.
Kerri.
Sharon looked up at the moon again. Kerri had changed
her life. Before Kerri, Sharon was so lost, trying to
find her place in the world. Then along came Kerri and
her beautiful darkness. Sharon felt so at home in the
world Kerri lived in. It was a land of wondrous dreams,
dreams of love, of life, of warmth. The "real" world
felt so bleak in comparison.
Kerri used to say that she felt the most alive in
dreams...
***
The moon shone down on the two women in the sleeping
bag. The wind was steady but gentle. No sound but the
occasional chirp and the soft sound of the wind. The
lake in the distance shimmered with moonlight.
Sharon curled her arms around Kerri and whined.
"What's wrong, lover?" Kerri asked.
"Mmmmmmmm," Sharon moaned and looked at Kerri through
half closed eyes. "I really want to play, but I'm so
tired... I don't wanna sleep..."
Kerri laughed another warm laugh. "What do you think of
dreams, Sharon?"
"Dreams?" Sharon whimpered. "They're just... just weird
stuff you see while you sleep..."
"Oh, child," Kerri chuckled and began to stroke Sharon's
temple. "Trying to make sense of everything only takes
the beauty out of it. Science has been really bad to
dreams."
Sharon purred when she felt fingers slide down her
tummy.
Kerri went on. "Dreams are the realm of your feelings -
your true feelings, not bogged down by things like order
and 'sense'."
"You think... order and sense are bad?" Sharon
whispered, trying very hard to listen.
"No, I don't think they're bad," Kerri said with a sigh.
"It's true that humanity wouldn't have progressed and
improved this much without all that order and sense. But
sometimes... I just wonder if it's worth it."
Sharon touched Kerri's hand with hers, and looked up at
her. She could understand what Kerri was saying... but
her mind was slowly giving in to the desire to rest.
Kerri kissed Sharon's nose and then looked skyward.
"We're trying so hard to make everything perfect that
we're missing the beauty of the world the way it is.
People don't stop to smell the flowers or to listen to
the wind blow or to watch a sunset anymore. And they're
missing... they're missing a lot."
Sharon smiled. She felt like that a lot too. She moaned
softly and nuzzled Kerri's shoulder, hoping she would
know that she understood.
"That's why I love dreams," Kerri continued. "Things...
feel right in dreams. They may not make sense, but they
feel right. And that's really important. Maybe the most
important thing of all. I love you dearly, my Hoshiko,
and those feelings flow through me so freely when I am
asleep. And deep down, I know you feel the same way
too."
'Oh yes,' thought Sharon. 'Oh yes... I am so proud to be
part of your dreams. I want to learn more about dreams.
Show me, Kerri. I love you. I love you.'
"Sometimes, child," Kerri whispered in a hush. "I feel
like I am most alive when I am dreaming..." She chuckled
softly, and turned to Sharon. "Or am I just nutty?"
Sharon was asleep, purring ever so quietly and
contentedly.
Kerri kissed her gently on the lips. "I love you, my
star child," she said. And then drifted away herself...
***
Sharon cried quietly. That was such a long time ago...
but it's over now. 'I don't even dream of Kerri. What's
wrong with me?' She got up from the bed and eyed the
clock. 3:43. She'd never wake up on time tomorrow.
But still, Sharon was restless. She opened the door to
the balcony and stepped out. Maybe the night air would
help her rest and sleep. Maybe even dream.
The wind was brisk and at times nipped at Sharon's face.
She undid her ponytails and let her hair fall and flow
along with the wind, and looked to the sky. The moon was
still glowing bright, and the stars sparkled. Down
below, she could see the waning city lights.
Her eyes were drawn to the moon, and helplessly her
thoughts turned to Kerri. So beautiful and bright, just
like the moon. Sharon wished the moon could shine here
forever.
Then, all of a sudden... a new thought entered her mind.
If the moon were to shine here forever... what about the
rest of the world? They'd never get to see it.
***
The moon reflected beautifully upon the rolling ocean.
Two women lay alongside each other, glancing at the
ocean and at each other.
Kerri's normally bright smile, though, had now faded a
bit. "Are you sure this is what you want?" she asked.
"I know it seems to be moving really fast," Sharon said.
"But... I really feel so connected with you. You're
like... like... a soft light in the darkness."
Kerri blushed just a little. "Why, thank you, dear," she
replied.
"But still... being together all the time..."
"Is it that you think we'll get sick of each other?"
Sharon asked. "I understand completely if that's what
you're concerned about..."
"No, not that," Kerri shook her head. "I don't think I
could ever get sick of you. I am a little worried,
though, that you'll get used to me. Come to rely on
me... and if something were to happen... I'd be really
worried."
Kerri's smile was gone now. This was quite a departure
from the Kerri that Sharon had come to know. Sharon
could feel something in herself start to get frightened.
She scurried closer to Kerri. Tried to think of
something to say to comfort her.
"I need you."
That slipped out. Sharon knew that wouldn't help Kerri
at all. She almost covered her mouth, but she knew it
was pointless. The words were out in the open now. Kerri
turned to Sharon and looked deep in her eyes.
And suddenly it seemed like a dam sprung open, as
Kerri's eyes seemed to melt. Her arms wrapped around
Sharon's body, and pulled her close. Fingers stroked
Sharon's hair. Her body was rocked back and forth.
"I understand. And I will protect you. You will always
be safe from harm when you're with me... I promise."
Sharon thought that sounded like a really big promise,
but when she looked up into Kerri's eyes, she could see
something new there. Something she hadn't seen before.
And Sharon believed.
Kerri's fingers stroked Sharon's back in a circle, and
she began to whisper. "You can relax here with me, my
Hoshiko. You're safe... and you can feel totally relaxed
and warm..."
All tension left Sharon's body, and she felt body and
mind begin to surrender themselves to the warmth that
Kerri offered...
***
"Kerri."
Sharon spoke the name of her loved one aloud.
"Kerri, I miss you..." She gazed into the sky. "I know
you must be somewhere, in a beautiful dream right now.
But... I don't know what else to do.
"I truly do love you, but I think I came to need you too
much... just like you were always worried I would do.
And maybe that is why I miss you so bad." Her voice
began to break. "Kerri, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for you
to make that promise. I was foolish to think I could
keep you forever."
Sharon wiped her eyes. "And now you're gone... and I'll
never get the chance to tell you how sorry I am. And how
much I really love you. Your intensity... how deep your
feelings go... I love that. And I love your strength,
not just in trying to keep me safe... but your strength
in who you are. I love that too. There are... so many
things to love about you, Kerri. So much that... maybe I
was wrong to want to keep you forever...
"Or maybe I actually kept you away." A deep sigh. "I'll
never know. But there's just one thing I want to know.
Why... why don't I dream about you? I truly do love
you... but all my dreams are memories. Why can't I see
you in my dreams?"
Sharon didn't expect an answer. So she was more than
shocked when she got one...
"Because you miss me so much," a warm, familiar voice
answered. "You're focusing on what you lost. That is why
you only dream of memories."
"Who's there?" Sharon gasped, a chill running through
her spine. She turned towards the bedroom where the
voice came from.
And saw a figure... laying in her bed.
Sharon hastily stepped in and closed the door behind
her. Looked at the person laying beneath her covers.
Paused. Then gasped again in total shock. The pale skin,
the moussy brown hair, but most of all the deep grey
eyes. It could only be...
"Kerri!" Sharon gasped. "But I thought you were..."
She was cut short as Kerri put her finger to her lips.
Sharon stopped talking. Then Kerri smiled. "Come sit by
me, child."
In mind, Sharon was uneasy, but her body slid upon the
bed and beside Kerri. A shudder went through Sharon's
body. She could never resist direct commands from
Kerri... but something was different this time. Still,
it was definitely Kerri. Sharon's heart told her it was
Kerri for sure.
"I never left you, darling, I was always here. You
missed me so intensely that you didn't notice. That is
okay. Those feelings are natural, and you were right to
let them flow."
Kerri lifted up the covers and Sharon slipped underneath
them. She felt so much warmer now. She nuzzled Kerri's
cheek and purred softly, even as tears rolled down her
face.
"Did you... did you hear what I said, Kerri?"
Kerri's fingertips grazed across Sharon's temple, and
she blew softly into her ear. The way the air flowed
from Kerri's mouth into Sharon's ear sounded almost
like... flowing water... Sharon immediately felt herself
begin to flow and drift.
"I did, Sharon... I did. But Sharon, my love, please...
you don't ever have to apologize for expressing your
feelings. I am glad that you told me how you felt."
Fingers caressing Sharon's shoulders. Feeling so snug.
"But that promise... that promise you made..."
"I still abide by it, child. Like I said... I never
left. It was very hard not to be able to be there for
you. I wanted to hold you, and to take your hurt away...
but your feelings have to flow, my love."
Sharon felt a hand slip underneath her nightgown and
whimpered. The other hand remained on her temple and
helped her to continue to drift. "They were terrible
feelings, Kerri... terrible..." More tears came down her
cheeks.
"I know," Kerri whispered, pressing Sharon closer. "But
the bad feelings have to be treasured, along with the
good. Because we would never truly enjoy pleasure if we
never experience pain. Close your eyes."
Sharon's eyes fluttered shut, and she knew she wouldn't
open them again unless she was told to. She felt fingers
trace her inner thighs, and her physical excitement
stirred. "Did you... know you were going to leave,
Kerri? Even back then? Mmmm..."
Kerri laughed her beautiful laugh and kiss-nuzzled the
top of Sharon's head. "So full of questions. So full of
wonder. That's one of the reasons why I loved you from
the start... dear Hoshiko."
"Mmmmmm... didn't... know you loved me back then..."
Sharon's passion heightened as Kerri's knowledgable
fingers slid down and caressed Sharon's lips. She knew
just where and how to touch to bring her loved one to a
boil.
"Oh yes. From the moment I looked into your eyes, I
knew. Your pure heart, your golden soul... I could see
it all. So much potential in you... I wanted to know you
and show you what you could be. Are you down deep,
baby?"
"Mmmmmmhmmmmm," Sharon mewled. She was flowing like a
river now, with Kerri as her guide. Just the way it
always was. But not quite. Something had changed. "You
seem... different... Kerri..."
"I know," Kerri whispered. "I've shed more of my veils.
You can feel more of who I truly am, child." The hand at
Sharon's temple moved down to her shoulders, pressing
her back closer in. She nuzzled Sharon's head and
maneuvered her other hand to bare more of Sharon to her,
to deepen her arousal.
Sharon helplessly cried out as Kerri's digits danced
deeper within.
"I-I... don't understand."
"It's okay. You couldn't understand now." Kerri's voice
began to change as she spoke. It wasn't anything that
Sharon could distinguish... but it did change. "You will
understand, though. Very soon."
Sharon's legs slid apart of their own volition, just
ever so slightly to allow Kerri's fingers more room to
work their magic. But despite all that, she felt the
same strange chill run through her when she heard
Kerri's voice change. "Very soon?"
"Yes. I am taking you home, star child."
When Kerri said that, Sharon felt both fear, joy and
excitement. Most of all, joy. She wanted to ask where
home was... but somehow deep inside, she knew. No
questions necessary. Her body melted, both with the
thrill of going home and the pleasure that Kerri's
fingers provided.
"Kerri..." Sharon whimpered. "I'm scared."
"That's okay, my dear," Kerri replied, kissing Sharon
tenderly on the cheek. "It's alright to be scared. But
I've been there before. And I will be there now, and for
always, with you, my Hoshiko."
Sharon moaned happily. Her true name didn't make her
feel sad anymore. She saw visions flash through her
head. Visions of Kerri. So much more than a lover...
yes. Kerri was a beautiful dream... of love, and
pleasure, and moonlight. And Sharon was... something
wonderful, too. She didn't know what. But Kerri did, and
wanted to show her.
"It's time to go deeper than you've ever been, star
child," Kerri whispered. "When you come, you'll be
there. It will be a warm and happy place and all your
questions will be answered. And I will be there with
you. No turning back now. Are you ready?"
"Yessss..." Sharon said through nonstop moans. The
intensity of her pleasure grew immensely. Warmth,
wetness, most of all love. Her mind gave out,
surrendering to the water that burned like a flame. She
couldn't think anymore, just feel. Pleasure, joy, love,
warmth.
Kerri's finger brushed over that deepest magic spot
inside Sharon. Her back arched and she yelped what she
thought was "I love you" but came out as a breathy
growl. A few more strokes there and Sharon was ready to
spill over the edge. A nibble on the ear was all it
took.
Sharon's cry of pure joy reverberated throughout the
inner recesses of her heart, and she would remember it
forever.
***
The moon shone high in the sky and reflected upon the
boundless sea. The cruise boat provided its own light,
though. A woman stood on the docks, alone.
Sharon slumped her body over the guard rails and looked
up at the sky. The moon was beautiful tonight. It took
her mind off the utterly boring cruise someone had
convinced her to go on. A lot of times, when Sharon was
down, she would look at the moon and feel better.
"Dull day?" a voice beside her asked.
Sharon turned and looked eye to eye at the most
beautiful woman she'd ever seen. She had shoulder length
black hair and a roundish kind face. Her skin, while
pale, complemented her willowiness perfectly, and her
body was curvy in the right places.
"Y-yes... very," Sharon stammered. She suddenly blushed
when she realized she was gushing this way over a woman.
Although she had some experiences with women before,
Sharon never really considered herself a lesbian. But
something about this woman was just... spellbinding.
"My name is Kerri," the woman said, moving in just a bit
closer.
"What's yours?"
"Sharon..." she replied, and then looked away. If she
stared too long... what would Kerri think? It crossed
her mind that Kerri might not mind at all, but she put
that silly wishful thought out of her head.
"Sharon, hmm? That's a nice name," Kerri said.
"Well... my real name is Hoshiko," Sharon blurted.
"But... no one calls me that anymore." Why did she say
that? She never told anyone that before. She felt a
little bit of sadness come over her and she looked out
into the sea.
"That's a beautiful name," Kerri said with a smile. "Why
does it make you sad to think about it?"
"I... don't know why..." Sharon said, glancing at Kerri.
Then she sighed. "I'm sorry, just... please just call me
Sharon."
"You don't have to be sorry. It's OK," Kerri said.
"Sharon is a perfectly nice name for a good looking
lady. But you seem kind of down. If you want to talk...
I can listen."
Sharon blushed and looked at Kerri. No one had ever
called her good looking before. Being shorter and
plumper than average, she didn't get much compliments.
But Sharon couldn't help but smile. She had no reason to
doubt Kerri.
"Well, tell me... why do people like these cruises? They
pay the people a bunch of money and then do nothing."
"Hey, I've spent some of my most quality time doing
nothing," Kerri said with a wink.
"I think I know what you mean," Sharon agreed. "But the
stuff they do on cruises is just... silly. Cheap magic
shows, overpriced food, silly party soirees. I just
never understood what people see in those things." She
then blushed again. She was never so frank with anyone
before.
But Kerri just laughed. Not a derisive laugh... a
beautiful laugh, lilting, free and happy. "Oh, my, I do
know what you mean. Those kind of things do nothing for
me. I'd much rather be all cuddled up with a warm body
under the moon and stars..."
Sharon knew she was turning red now. She just pictured
herself as the warm body. She closed her eyes for a
moment and touched her cheek. "That sounds nice, but I
couldn't do something like that. I'm so scared of the
night..."
"Scared of the night?" Kerri said with a gasp. "Sharon,
Sharon, Sharon... we need to keep in touch. Night time
is a marvelous time. I really want to show you just how
nice it can be."
Sharon stammered aloud and lowered her head. This
conversation was becoming so strange, but she liked the
direction it was taking. Something about Kerri... made
her feel like she could be more open.
"In the meantime," Kerri went on, "there's something I
can do to help your boredom."
"What's... that?" Sharon said, making an effort to look
at Kerri in the eyes.
"You can come with me to my cabin," Kerri said, matter-
of-factly like it was something every day. "And you can
cuddle up with me. It's a nice way to pass the time and
I want to show you how good it can be."
"What?!" Sharon gasped. "I... uhm... I..."
"Clothes on. No pressure," Kerri said. "Just friendly
hugs.
I think you might like it. Very warm and cozy."
'I can't believe this is happening to me,' Sharon
thought. 'I've gone from perfect strangers to wanting to
go to her cabin and cuddle... I really shouldn't be
doing this.'
"I don't know..." Sharon started.
"Well... what does your feelings tell you?" Kerri said,
smiling softly while gazing into Sharon's eyes. Sharon
felt so strange when she looked into Kerri's eyes. They
were so deep and grey and...
"I... would really like to try..." Sharon said without
thinking.
"Okay then," Kerri said with a wink. "Let's go!" She
started off to her cabin, and Sharon just stood there
for a moment, blinking, before she decided to just
follow Kerri and go with her feelings.
'Who knows... something just might happen out of
this...'
EPILOGUE
Darian Thompson rang the doorbell again. "Morning, Ms.
Orikaza! I have the paper..."
Darian was the paperboy along the posh part of town. He
didn't normally make deliveries like this to anyone
else, but he had kind of a soft spot for Sharon Orikaza
since her good friend passed away a few months ago. Ms.
Orikaza got more quiet and a lot more sad, and sometimes
Darian just wanted to make sure she was okay when he
delivered the paper.
But today she wasn't answering. It was unusual... while
she didn't work, she usually never slept in on a
Wednesday. 'Maybe she stayed up late giving out
Halloween candy,' Darian thought to himself. But he had
a creepy feeling when he rang the doorbell again and
still got no answer.
Darian checked the doorknob... and found it open. He
felt chills.
'Maybe something... happened.'
Darian went inside. "Ms. Orikaza! Sorry to come in, but
the door was open... it's Darian? The paperboy?" He
waited, but no answer. He suddenly became very nervous.
He crept up the stairs to see if she was still in bed.
She was usually okay with him coming in to deliver the
paper, and was always very friendly with him.
The bedroom door was open, too. He peeked into Ms.
Orikaza's bedroom to make sure he didn't walk in on
anything. Nothing. He crept in a bit more, and saw her
laying in her bed.
"Ms. Orikaza?"
He moved in closer, very slowly. It looked like she was
sleeping - her body was resting on its side. But there
was no perceptible movement. Darian shook as he
unsteadily reached out and shook the woman very gently.
He rolled her over on her back.
Ms. Orikaza's eyes were closed. And she was smiling. But
not apparently breathing. Darian began to break out into
a sweat as he checked her pulse... Nothing! He didn't
see any bloodstains or signs that someone broke in or
anything.
"Oh my god," he stammered. "Oh my..."
He immediately grabbed the phone and called 911. "Hello?
Yeah... um, send an ambulance p-please to 1995 Calle
Escalon... Um, I'm the paperboy and I usually check up
on this lady to see if she's okay, but... I tried
ringing on her doorbell many times... and then I tried
the door and it was open..." Darian tried to get control
of himself. "My God! She's in bed here and she's... I
think she's..."
Darian paused, and looked at Ms. Orikaza's face.
Sharon's. The way she looked, especially with the smile
on her face... 'Dead' didn't seem like an appropriate
word. "Just send an ambulance," Darian said to the
operator and then hung up.
'Not an appropriate word at all...' Darian thought to
himself as he looked at her. 'She looks more like... an
angel, dreaming...'
END
A very special thank you goes out to Dreamfire for
proofreading my story. And to all of you for reading.
Please send your comments to blankpage1027@hotmail.com
And remember your lost loved ones on Halloween.
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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.
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