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Monday, June 14, 2010

Country Bar



-Hold still, let me look at you, she said, irritated that I practically jumping from foot to foot.

 

-I'm sorry, I settled down, holding a pose.

 

-God, I can't get over how beautiful you are.

 

-Catherine!

 

-No, I mean that. Look at you, you're stunning. You've got a better body that most women I know, those legs, that waist.

 

-Thank you, I gulped, trying hard to accept the compliment as given, not thinking about the irony, that she was saying that me quite clearly that I was a much prettier girl than I ever was handsome as a boy.

 



-I'm still not sure about this, Catherine, I've heard those country western bars can be kind of rough.

 

-This isn't Urban Cowboy, for crying out loud, these are a bunch of yuppies playing dress-up, you'll fit right in.

 



Whether she meant that as a pun, I was not sure, but there was no denying, I thought, looking in the mirror, that whatever I was, I looked like only one thing, a woman.

 

-Turn around again, let me look one more time, she said.

 

I did, keeping my eyes on her as she kept hers on me.

 

-I know you think I'm just telling you what you want to hear, but I mean it, you've got fucking great legs. In heels and nylons, fuck, you're fucking beautiful."

 



 

"You're going to make me blush," I said.

 

"Stop. Fuck, that ass, that ass, oh look at that ass!"

 





I really was blushing now, she was almost taking it too far.

 

"You're going to make some poor cowpoke cum in his jeans when you dance with him."

 

"Dance? Who said anything about dancing," I said nervously.

 





She crossed her arms, gazed at me with a firm look.

 

"Catherine," I protested.

 

"Sit down," she said, her voice low, but the authority of command clearly just below the surface.

 





I did as she asked, as she ordered.

 

"Just what do you think we're doing tonight, if not going out DANCING?"

 

"I..I don't know...just having a drink, I guess."

 

"At a club? We could have a drink anytime, here, at home."

 

"Yea, but..."

 

"We're going out to meet MEN, for crying out loud, MEN to buy us drinks, MEN to flirt with us, MEN to dance with, and if we're lucky, MEN to take us home."

 

"Catherine!"

 

"Men, sissy, men, men, men," she sang, "my sissy and I are going out to find men, and if we're really, really lucky, somebody's going to get her first taste of....COCK.!

 

Images from Pantyhose Addict, a lovely, lovely genetic girl who looks like I wish I did when I go to the bars.

 

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Another Story Posted to Fictionmania

Just posted to fictionmania is my first story there with images. It is a short story, a set up for a few more adventures.

 

Find it here: the original story is gone =ed

 

Thanks to my dear friend and oft editor, Vickie Tern, for helping me with this.

Posted by Saragirl at 12:43 PM

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Tuesday, June 8, 2010

New Story

I posted a short story, The Unexpected Exam to Fictionmania:

 

Here is the  the original story is gone =ed

But this may be what it became


 

Posted by Saragirl at 3:07 PM


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