Sessily immediately dropped to her knees again. Her lips touched the cleft of hair between Rosa’s legs. She gently kissed across Rosa’s pubic bone, even as she brought her fingers up and glanced them gently between the lips of the Latina’s labia. Rosa gasped for air as the smooth easy touch found her clitoris. But it didn’t remain, just moving over it for a moment before Sessily pulled it away to gently run it again outside Rosa’s nether lips, before slipping it back past the edges of her vulva.
“Please,” Rosa moaned.
“Please what?”
“You know what. Please.”
Rosa saw the dancer looking up at her, even as Sessily kissed at the thin dark hair at the cleft of her legs. Sessily stopped long enough to say two simple words: “Say it.”
“Please touch me. Please. I need it. I want you to make me cum.”
Sessily grinned, the joy in her conquest apparent. Rosa didn’t care. She knew what she needed. She was so close. She was putty in the dancer’s hands. She wanted Sessily’s touch like nothing she ever felt before.
But Sessily didn’t move her fingers to the Latina’s clitoris. Sessily shifted her body. Rosa’s eyes widened as she felt the edge of the dancer’s tongue across the sensitive nub. Rosa’s fingers wrapped into the long red hair as Sessily worked across her like no man ever did. She changed from gentle pressure to harder pressure, moving her tongue with a practiced rhythm. The redhead had done this before. Rosa didn’t care with who or why. She just wanted her to bring her over the edge.
Her tongue was bringing Rosa almost to the edge. Sessily wasn’t teasing now. She wanted to bring Rosa to orgasm. It was only a matter of time. Rosa reveled in the delicious waves of pleasure that washed across her. She wanted to feel Sessily’s touch forever. As the dancer slowly worked her index finger deep into Rosa’s vagina, the Latina could no longer hold back. She didn’t want to hold back. She wanted to feel this sensation over and over again.
Every inch of her body suddenly exposed with sensational pleasure. It was far from her first orgasm, but it was stronger than anything she ever felt before. Her legs shook. Her vision blurred. It didn’t seem to stop.
Awash in pleasure, she yearned for the moment to continue on forever and ever.
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Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Saturday, June 18, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 23-6
Sessily slipped down to her knees, her eyes locked with Rosa’s. She stopped to hold Rosa’s hips again, her face level with the white underpants Rosa wore. Rosa was slightly embarrassed by them. They weren’t a thong or lace or anything sexy. They weren’t loose, but they were large, something warm for the cool air of the oncoming winter.
But they were damp. Rosa could feel the wetness on the cloth, a wetness she left on them. So could Sessily as the dancer ran her fingers along the moist cotton. She smiled more broadly as Rosa reacted to the feel of her fingers through the cloth. Sessily’s fingers against her labia, even through the cloth, made Rosa’s knees weaken again.
“God, you’re hot.” Sessily’s words broke the hush of the room. Rosa didn’t know how to respond. Those words weren’t what she expected from the gorgeous dancer. She was nothing like Sessily or the woman at Lumber Jacks. Yet somehow Sessily seemed to find her attractive. It didn’t make sense. She opened her mouth, ready to question the redhead. But she never had a chance.
As Sessily lowered her mouth to kiss the growing dampness of the cotton, Rosa could only let out a long slow groan. Sessily’s hands came up to pinch Rosa’s nipples again.
Rosa didn’t know what to do. Her legs were growing weaker. She didn’t think she could stand up much longer. Sessily’s touch was overwhelming her. She never felt anything like this before. She never heard anyone say anything about her appearance with as much meaning as the three words Sessily gave her. And she couldn’t resist the overwhelming wave of lust and emotions racing through her mind and body.
As Sessily finally shifted the damp line of cloth away from her vulva, Rosa could only stare down at her. As the dancer’s fingers slowly moved across the edges of Rosa’s nether lips, her lips ran gently over the patch of hair just above them. Her knees trembled beneath her.
Sessily clearly detected Rosa’s unease. The dancer rose up long enough to wrap her hands around Rosa’s waist. With surprising ease, the redhead lifted the Latina off her feet. Three steps later, she pushed Rosa down onto her bed. Rosa was initially shocked, but the dancer showed she was far from done.
But they were damp. Rosa could feel the wetness on the cloth, a wetness she left on them. So could Sessily as the dancer ran her fingers along the moist cotton. She smiled more broadly as Rosa reacted to the feel of her fingers through the cloth. Sessily’s fingers against her labia, even through the cloth, made Rosa’s knees weaken again.
“God, you’re hot.” Sessily’s words broke the hush of the room. Rosa didn’t know how to respond. Those words weren’t what she expected from the gorgeous dancer. She was nothing like Sessily or the woman at Lumber Jacks. Yet somehow Sessily seemed to find her attractive. It didn’t make sense. She opened her mouth, ready to question the redhead. But she never had a chance.
As Sessily lowered her mouth to kiss the growing dampness of the cotton, Rosa could only let out a long slow groan. Sessily’s hands came up to pinch Rosa’s nipples again.
Rosa didn’t know what to do. Her legs were growing weaker. She didn’t think she could stand up much longer. Sessily’s touch was overwhelming her. She never felt anything like this before. She never heard anyone say anything about her appearance with as much meaning as the three words Sessily gave her. And she couldn’t resist the overwhelming wave of lust and emotions racing through her mind and body.
As Sessily finally shifted the damp line of cloth away from her vulva, Rosa could only stare down at her. As the dancer’s fingers slowly moved across the edges of Rosa’s nether lips, her lips ran gently over the patch of hair just above them. Her knees trembled beneath her.
Sessily clearly detected Rosa’s unease. The dancer rose up long enough to wrap her hands around Rosa’s waist. With surprising ease, the redhead lifted the Latina off her feet. Three steps later, she pushed Rosa down onto her bed. Rosa was initially shocked, but the dancer showed she was far from done.
Thursday, June 16, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 23-5
Her worries washed away as Sessily pulled the bra open and down Rosa’s arms. She twisted the bra as she brought it down Rosa’s back. Rosa found her hands suddenly pulled back and restrained. She could do nothing as Sessily leaned in and slowly ran her tongue across her right nipple. Rosa’s heavy breathing turned to a moan as Sessily slowly took the hardening bud into her mouth. Sessily released the restraint as Rosa felt her body react. She could already feel the moisture between her legs, even though Sessily hadn’t even touched her pants.
Rosa’s hands found her way into the dancer’s dark red hair. It was surprisingly smooth despite its disheveled status. Rosa found herself wrapping her fingers around it. She held it fast as Sessily nibbled at the nipple in her mouth. Rosa had always been sensitive there, but no one had ever touched her with the expertise Sessily did.
Her mouth pulled away and Rosa instantly felt a longing for Sessily’s touch. But a second later, it enclosed around her left nipple. Sessily brought her teeth into play and Rosa gasped at the sudden bite against her already sensitive breast. She held Sessily’s hand in place, even as the dancer’s fingers found their way down to Rosa’s hips. Rosa felt Sessily hitch her fingers in her waistline. She opened the snap on the pants with a swish of her hands. A moment later, Sessily was yanking Rosa’s pants to the floor. Rosa thought she should resist, or at least play a little hard to get. But the feel of the dancer’s lips on her nipple and the brush of Sessily’s hands against her skin made Rosa unable to do anything but revel in the pleasure.
Sessily released Rosa’s nipple from her mouth. Rosa looked down at her face as Sessily looked up for the first time in several minutes. The smile on Sessily’s face was that of a person clearly proud of her work. The dancer knew she had Rosa on the hook now. And as much as Rosa yearned for some kind of control in this situation, she knew she truly wouldn’t accept any. She wanted Sessily’s touch. She wanted to let the dancer do anything she wanted with her. She reveled in the pleasure the redhead brought with every touch.
Rosa’s hands found her way into the dancer’s dark red hair. It was surprisingly smooth despite its disheveled status. Rosa found herself wrapping her fingers around it. She held it fast as Sessily nibbled at the nipple in her mouth. Rosa had always been sensitive there, but no one had ever touched her with the expertise Sessily did.
Her mouth pulled away and Rosa instantly felt a longing for Sessily’s touch. But a second later, it enclosed around her left nipple. Sessily brought her teeth into play and Rosa gasped at the sudden bite against her already sensitive breast. She held Sessily’s hand in place, even as the dancer’s fingers found their way down to Rosa’s hips. Rosa felt Sessily hitch her fingers in her waistline. She opened the snap on the pants with a swish of her hands. A moment later, Sessily was yanking Rosa’s pants to the floor. Rosa thought she should resist, or at least play a little hard to get. But the feel of the dancer’s lips on her nipple and the brush of Sessily’s hands against her skin made Rosa unable to do anything but revel in the pleasure.
Sessily released Rosa’s nipple from her mouth. Rosa looked down at her face as Sessily looked up for the first time in several minutes. The smile on Sessily’s face was that of a person clearly proud of her work. The dancer knew she had Rosa on the hook now. And as much as Rosa yearned for some kind of control in this situation, she knew she truly wouldn’t accept any. She wanted Sessily’s touch. She wanted to let the dancer do anything she wanted with her. She reveled in the pleasure the redhead brought with every touch.
Tuesday, June 14, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 23-4
Rosa was no prude. She had kissed plenty of boys and men in her life. But something about Sessily’s lips were different. They were soft and full, still bright red from the lip stain she used. They were cool, but as she let herself kiss the other woman back, they seemed to ignite the same flame inside Rosa she saw in Sessily’s eyes.
Rosa felt a tongue slip between her lips. She opened her mouth, let Sessily’s tongue intertwine with her own. She felt her knees go weak. She had kisses before, but never had she met anyone that kissed like Sessily. She felt her body react, but she didn’t know what to do. A man she could control. She could understand how to get pleasure and give it with Keith or one of her lovers back in Mexico. But Sessily was different. She didn’t know how to act or react. Her knees felt weak as she felt Sessily’s hands on her hips. They held her fast, as if the dancer knew Rosa was unsteady on her feet.
Sessily pulled her lips away from Rosa’s mouth. Her head dipped down and suddenly she was kissing and nipping at Rosa’s neck. She could move at several times the speed of sound, resist the pressure of air whipping against her skin, but she couldn’t help but sigh in pleasure now.
The dancer’s hands slipped up to the front of Rosa’s shirt. They found the buttons down the front. Within a matter of seconds, Sessily had popped open the top half of them with a practiced ease. Her lips slipped from Rosa’s neck to her shoulders as her hands continued to open the shirt.
The lips on her shoulders found their way to the front of her chest as Sessilly opened the last button of the blouse. Without pulling an inch away, Sessily yanked the blouse down Rosa’s arms. It dropped to the ground as Sessily’s lips reached the top of Rosa’s bra.
Rosa’s passion was replaced with worry as Sessily’s hand found the clip on the front of the brassiere. Her breasts were nothing like Sessily’s or Mel’s. She was barely a B cup, while they were full figured beautiful women. She wasn’t like them. Sessily couldn’t find her as attractive as all those women she worked with at the club. She feared the dancer would stop, leave her in this state like none she felt before.
Rosa felt a tongue slip between her lips. She opened her mouth, let Sessily’s tongue intertwine with her own. She felt her knees go weak. She had kisses before, but never had she met anyone that kissed like Sessily. She felt her body react, but she didn’t know what to do. A man she could control. She could understand how to get pleasure and give it with Keith or one of her lovers back in Mexico. But Sessily was different. She didn’t know how to act or react. Her knees felt weak as she felt Sessily’s hands on her hips. They held her fast, as if the dancer knew Rosa was unsteady on her feet.
Sessily pulled her lips away from Rosa’s mouth. Her head dipped down and suddenly she was kissing and nipping at Rosa’s neck. She could move at several times the speed of sound, resist the pressure of air whipping against her skin, but she couldn’t help but sigh in pleasure now.
The dancer’s hands slipped up to the front of Rosa’s shirt. They found the buttons down the front. Within a matter of seconds, Sessily had popped open the top half of them with a practiced ease. Her lips slipped from Rosa’s neck to her shoulders as her hands continued to open the shirt.
The lips on her shoulders found their way to the front of her chest as Sessilly opened the last button of the blouse. Without pulling an inch away, Sessily yanked the blouse down Rosa’s arms. It dropped to the ground as Sessily’s lips reached the top of Rosa’s bra.
Rosa’s passion was replaced with worry as Sessily’s hand found the clip on the front of the brassiere. Her breasts were nothing like Sessily’s or Mel’s. She was barely a B cup, while they were full figured beautiful women. She wasn’t like them. Sessily couldn’t find her as attractive as all those women she worked with at the club. She feared the dancer would stop, leave her in this state like none she felt before.
Saturday, June 11, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 23-3
Sessily smiled broadly.
“What? What did I say?”
“You’ve seen pretty much all of me. Without this robe, I’m just a nude dancer that hasn’t managed to get dressed. Not that it matters. Half this city has seen me naked. But one thing I’ve gained in my years at clubs like Jacks is a good eye for beauty. And I’m thinking you would have been smoking hot covered in spandex.”
Rosa felt herself blush. She couldn’t control it anymore. She wasn’t sure she wanted to. Something told her losing control was all she wanted.
Sessily moved close to her. “Do I scare you, Rosa?”
“No. No. Definitely not. I just—I’m confused.”
“What confuses you?” Sessily was maybe two inches away from her. Rosa couldn’t take her eyes off her full lips, still painted red from Lumber Jacks. They were succulent. Beautiful. Enrapturing.
“I-I’m not sure.”
“If you’re not confused, then do what you want to do. There is something you want to do, isn’t there, Rosa?”
“I—”
Sessily’s hand touched her arm. She couldn’t stop the shiver that ran down her spine. Her touch was electric. Rosa felt it race through her body.
Rosa backed away a step. She needed space if she was going to think. “What do you want, Sessily? You came here to hide out, but this doesn’t feel like that.”
“I’m here to stay safe. I didn’t lie about that. I have men that want me dead. They sent those assassins to the club, because they found me and want to finish the job. I thought I was safe, but it’s clear I’m not. But just because I’m hiding out doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun. I like fun. Who doesn’t like fun? But this isn’t about me anymore.” She stepped closer again. “You didn’t answer the question. What do you want to do?”
Rosa stared into Sessily’s eyes. She could see the fire in them. She suspected her own eyes showed a similar gleam.
She reached out and grabbed Sessily by the hand. Rosa pulled the other woman to her. A moment later, her lips touched Sessily’s. Immediately it felt like the only thing in the world.
“What? What did I say?”
“You’ve seen pretty much all of me. Without this robe, I’m just a nude dancer that hasn’t managed to get dressed. Not that it matters. Half this city has seen me naked. But one thing I’ve gained in my years at clubs like Jacks is a good eye for beauty. And I’m thinking you would have been smoking hot covered in spandex.”
Rosa felt herself blush. She couldn’t control it anymore. She wasn’t sure she wanted to. Something told her losing control was all she wanted.
Sessily moved close to her. “Do I scare you, Rosa?”
“No. No. Definitely not. I just—I’m confused.”
“What confuses you?” Sessily was maybe two inches away from her. Rosa couldn’t take her eyes off her full lips, still painted red from Lumber Jacks. They were succulent. Beautiful. Enrapturing.
“I-I’m not sure.”
“If you’re not confused, then do what you want to do. There is something you want to do, isn’t there, Rosa?”
“I—”
Sessily’s hand touched her arm. She couldn’t stop the shiver that ran down her spine. Her touch was electric. Rosa felt it race through her body.
Rosa backed away a step. She needed space if she was going to think. “What do you want, Sessily? You came here to hide out, but this doesn’t feel like that.”
“I’m here to stay safe. I didn’t lie about that. I have men that want me dead. They sent those assassins to the club, because they found me and want to finish the job. I thought I was safe, but it’s clear I’m not. But just because I’m hiding out doesn’t mean we can’t have a little fun. I like fun. Who doesn’t like fun? But this isn’t about me anymore.” She stepped closer again. “You didn’t answer the question. What do you want to do?”
Rosa stared into Sessily’s eyes. She could see the fire in them. She suspected her own eyes showed a similar gleam.
She reached out and grabbed Sessily by the hand. Rosa pulled the other woman to her. A moment later, her lips touched Sessily’s. Immediately it felt like the only thing in the world.
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 23-2
They both fell silent. Rosa looked at her feet, but she felt Sessily’s eyes on her. They seemed to bore into her soul. She knew this woman had seen a lot in her life, but all her fears and worries seemed to fall by the wayside. Her only focus was on Rosa.
She resisted the urge to shiver. She knew if Sessily touched her, she wouldn’t be able to stop it. Something about this woman drew her in. She couldn’t begin to understand how or why, but she knew she needed to break this tension somehow.
“Would you like a tour? It’s not much, but it’s home for me now.”
Sessily smiled as Rosa met her eyes again. “I’d love one.”
As she lead Sessily around the apartment, she realized she really didn’t have much to show. With only a pair of chairs in the living room, a few loose dishes and a table in the kitchen and a rather plain almost unused bathroom, she only had the bedroom left. Even it was nearly empty, with only her bed and an armoire she brought up from Guadalajara.
That wasn’t the problem though. Suddenly she found herself alone with Sessily in the bedroom. Rosa didn’t know how to escape the awkward situation. She didn’t even know if she wanted that. She felt the heat radiate off Sessily as they stood side by side, only a few inches from one another.
“I guess, that’s really it,” Rosa said. “Sorry, it’s not much.”
“It’s lovely,” Sessily said. “Simple. It’s clear you haven’t been in town long.”
“This is true. I moved here only a little over a week ago.”
“Where from? Somewhere in Mexico I’m guessing.”
“Guadalajara. It was my home since I was born. I just—I realized I had no reason to stay there any longer. I decided I wanted to move north of the border. Mi madre was born in Texas and she had me in a hospital just north of the border. So I technically was already a citizen. Made the move easy, even if American immigration are rude as heck.”
“I wouldn’t know. But I can believe it.” She turned towards Rosa. Though she was a foot away, Rosa couldn’t decide if she wanted to push Sessily away or draw her closer. “Do you have any plans here in River City? Any goals?”
“Not really,” Rosa said. “Get a job so I don’t have to live off what little savings I have. Try to figure out what I want to do with my life now that I’m not dressing up in spandex every day.”
She resisted the urge to shiver. She knew if Sessily touched her, she wouldn’t be able to stop it. Something about this woman drew her in. She couldn’t begin to understand how or why, but she knew she needed to break this tension somehow.
“Would you like a tour? It’s not much, but it’s home for me now.”
Sessily smiled as Rosa met her eyes again. “I’d love one.”
As she lead Sessily around the apartment, she realized she really didn’t have much to show. With only a pair of chairs in the living room, a few loose dishes and a table in the kitchen and a rather plain almost unused bathroom, she only had the bedroom left. Even it was nearly empty, with only her bed and an armoire she brought up from Guadalajara.
That wasn’t the problem though. Suddenly she found herself alone with Sessily in the bedroom. Rosa didn’t know how to escape the awkward situation. She didn’t even know if she wanted that. She felt the heat radiate off Sessily as they stood side by side, only a few inches from one another.
“I guess, that’s really it,” Rosa said. “Sorry, it’s not much.”
“It’s lovely,” Sessily said. “Simple. It’s clear you haven’t been in town long.”
“This is true. I moved here only a little over a week ago.”
“Where from? Somewhere in Mexico I’m guessing.”
“Guadalajara. It was my home since I was born. I just—I realized I had no reason to stay there any longer. I decided I wanted to move north of the border. Mi madre was born in Texas and she had me in a hospital just north of the border. So I technically was already a citizen. Made the move easy, even if American immigration are rude as heck.”
“I wouldn’t know. But I can believe it.” She turned towards Rosa. Though she was a foot away, Rosa couldn’t decide if she wanted to push Sessily away or draw her closer. “Do you have any plans here in River City? Any goals?”
“Not really,” Rosa said. “Get a job so I don’t have to live off what little savings I have. Try to figure out what I want to do with my life now that I’m not dressing up in spandex every day.”
Tuesday, June 7, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 23. Rosa
Rosa didn’t both to explain the solid block of wood carved into her makeshift door. She just quickly put her keys in the deadbolt and lock to open it. She almost fell into the room with Sessily right behind her.
The dancer hadn’t moved more than a few inches from her since they arrived at the apartment building. She seemed dangerously close. Rosa wasn’t quite sure why it bothered her so much. It felt like heat radiated off Sessily’s skin. It intoxicated Rosa in ways she couldn’t quite comprehend.
Is she using some kind of power over me? Why can’t I seem to draw away from her when I’m this uncomfortable?
Sessily ran a hand through her dyed red locks. It was a wild mess, matted by sweat at the club but cooled by the chill air as Rosa ran them home. She wore only a pair of heels, her torn fishnets and a long t-shirt. Her robe had been lost in their hurried escape from the club. She took a step away from Rosa, but immediately shivered.
She feels like fire to me, but she’s clearly almost freezing from being outside dressed like that.
“Stay here for just a second,” Rosa said. A second later she was in her bedroom. She grabbed up her robe from the hook on the closet door. Another second later, she stood back in front of Sessily.
“When you say just a second, you really mean just a second.”
“I guess so,” Roxi said. She helped Sessily climb into the robe. Sessily pulled it tightly around her.
“Thanks.”
“De nada. This kind of thing used to be old habit for me. But the whole hero thing is long behind me. You can spend the night here, but we’ve got to find you some help tomorrow.”
“That’s fair,” Sessily said. “I’m already intruding on your life so much. Your boyfriend and Mel are still out there. I’m sure you’re worried while I’m keeping you here.”
“He’s not my boyfriend.” Rosa couldn’t quite understand why she led with that. “Keith and I are just friends. It’s too new for either of us to call each other boyfriend or girlfriend. But I know he can handle himself. Mel seems tough too. I’m sure they got away alright.”
“Yeah, Mel’s a wily one. With her talents and Keith’s police connections, I’m sure they will mop up Jacks in no time.”
The dancer hadn’t moved more than a few inches from her since they arrived at the apartment building. She seemed dangerously close. Rosa wasn’t quite sure why it bothered her so much. It felt like heat radiated off Sessily’s skin. It intoxicated Rosa in ways she couldn’t quite comprehend.
Is she using some kind of power over me? Why can’t I seem to draw away from her when I’m this uncomfortable?
Sessily ran a hand through her dyed red locks. It was a wild mess, matted by sweat at the club but cooled by the chill air as Rosa ran them home. She wore only a pair of heels, her torn fishnets and a long t-shirt. Her robe had been lost in their hurried escape from the club. She took a step away from Rosa, but immediately shivered.
She feels like fire to me, but she’s clearly almost freezing from being outside dressed like that.
“Stay here for just a second,” Rosa said. A second later she was in her bedroom. She grabbed up her robe from the hook on the closet door. Another second later, she stood back in front of Sessily.
“When you say just a second, you really mean just a second.”
“I guess so,” Roxi said. She helped Sessily climb into the robe. Sessily pulled it tightly around her.
“Thanks.”
“De nada. This kind of thing used to be old habit for me. But the whole hero thing is long behind me. You can spend the night here, but we’ve got to find you some help tomorrow.”
“That’s fair,” Sessily said. “I’m already intruding on your life so much. Your boyfriend and Mel are still out there. I’m sure you’re worried while I’m keeping you here.”
“He’s not my boyfriend.” Rosa couldn’t quite understand why she led with that. “Keith and I are just friends. It’s too new for either of us to call each other boyfriend or girlfriend. But I know he can handle himself. Mel seems tough too. I’m sure they got away alright.”
“Yeah, Mel’s a wily one. With her talents and Keith’s police connections, I’m sure they will mop up Jacks in no time.”
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 17-10
“What are you talking about? Why would they want you?”
“I—I have a past. I used to know someone in this city very well. A crime boss. I know secrets about him and always threatened to let them out if anything happened to me. But he’s gotten antsy in the last few months and started to take risks. It’s been all over the news. I can read between the lines. Maybe he doesn’t care if I come forward with what I know, alive or dead. Maybe he just wants to cut down any loose ends like me. You have powers. You have to, as fast as you move. You can help me. Protect me.”
Rosa studied the dancer. Sexi Bach shivered in the cold night air, dressed only in a pair of panties and an abbreviated robe. She would need medical treatment, but if she was right, they couldn’t go to a hospital. But it was nothing Rosa couldn’t treat with the first responder training she had. All they needed was somewhere safe to hide out for a few hours. She could provide that, or so she hoped.
“Alright. I’ll keep you safe. But you need to listen to me. I’ve dealt with this kind of thing before and you’re only as safe as you will help me make you. Do you understand what I’m saying, Ms. Bach.”
Sexi Bach nodded. “Please, call me Sessily. It’s my real name. Although you’re one of the only people I’ve ever met that called me Ms. Bach instead of Sexi.”
“Politeness counts,” Rosa said. “Mi padre always taught me that. Now come on, I’ll get you somewhere safe and we can talk about this old boyfriend of yours. I might be able to help, but first I have to get that head injury treated. Then you can tell me everything.”
Sessily nodded. She walked into Rosa’s arms again. Rosa couldn’t help but notice the feeling of the nearly naked form pressed against her. She took a deep breath again, but this time it was to calm her own nerves. She lifted Sessily into her arms, made sure to cradle her head again to protect her from whiplash and shot back out into the River City streets.
“I—I have a past. I used to know someone in this city very well. A crime boss. I know secrets about him and always threatened to let them out if anything happened to me. But he’s gotten antsy in the last few months and started to take risks. It’s been all over the news. I can read between the lines. Maybe he doesn’t care if I come forward with what I know, alive or dead. Maybe he just wants to cut down any loose ends like me. You have powers. You have to, as fast as you move. You can help me. Protect me.”
Rosa studied the dancer. Sexi Bach shivered in the cold night air, dressed only in a pair of panties and an abbreviated robe. She would need medical treatment, but if she was right, they couldn’t go to a hospital. But it was nothing Rosa couldn’t treat with the first responder training she had. All they needed was somewhere safe to hide out for a few hours. She could provide that, or so she hoped.
“Alright. I’ll keep you safe. But you need to listen to me. I’ve dealt with this kind of thing before and you’re only as safe as you will help me make you. Do you understand what I’m saying, Ms. Bach.”
Sexi Bach nodded. “Please, call me Sessily. It’s my real name. Although you’re one of the only people I’ve ever met that called me Ms. Bach instead of Sexi.”
“Politeness counts,” Rosa said. “Mi padre always taught me that. Now come on, I’ll get you somewhere safe and we can talk about this old boyfriend of yours. I might be able to help, but first I have to get that head injury treated. Then you can tell me everything.”
Sessily nodded. She walked into Rosa’s arms again. Rosa couldn’t help but notice the feeling of the nearly naked form pressed against her. She took a deep breath again, but this time it was to calm her own nerves. She lifted Sessily into her arms, made sure to cradle her head again to protect her from whiplash and shot back out into the River City streets.
Saturday, March 12, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 17-9
Rosa knew the proper course of action would be to go with the crowd and escape. But she knew these attackers’ type. She knew they would hurt as many people as they could in order to get whatever they wanted. I’m supposed to be retired, she thought. But she already knew that crimefighting ran in her blood.
With a flash of movement, she ran towards the bondage queen. Rosa struck the woman with a long swinging blow that knocked her off her feet. Rosa whisked back into the dressing area. She paused for only a second, ready to strike again.
“Help me!” The words stopped her in her tracks.
Rosa’s eyes scanned the dressing room at metahuman speeds. It took her nearly two seconds to find the source of the voice, a mostly naked woman huddled beneath the dressing table. It took her only a moment to recognize Sexi Bach from her stage performance earlier.
Rosa ran—at human speeds—over to the huddled woman. She bent down beside her and met her eyes. Bach was frightened and a gash on her forehead just below her hairline bled profusely. But she showed no signs of shock. She met Rosa’s eyes without any glassiness and reached out to take a hand as soon as it was offered.
“Come on. We need to get you out of here.”
“How? They could have more people out the back door. Pain and Pleasure have always worked for the highest bidder.”
Rosa didn’t stop now to ask her how she knew the identities of the two metahuman thugs. She didn’t have time for that. She needed to get Sexi Bach outside and to safety so she could help Keith and Mel. She yanked Sexi up off her feet.
“Hold on to my neck.”
To her credit, Sexi didn’t argue. She wrapped her arms around Rosa’s neck. Rosa cradled the dancer’s head against her chest. She took a deep breath and ran.
Six seconds later, they were outside over a quarter of a mile away.
“Find a phone,” Rosa said. “Call the police and an ambulance. You need to get that head injury looked at. I have to go back and help—”
“No, please don’t leave me. Those people back there. I think they might have come for me.”
With a flash of movement, she ran towards the bondage queen. Rosa struck the woman with a long swinging blow that knocked her off her feet. Rosa whisked back into the dressing area. She paused for only a second, ready to strike again.
“Help me!” The words stopped her in her tracks.
Rosa’s eyes scanned the dressing room at metahuman speeds. It took her nearly two seconds to find the source of the voice, a mostly naked woman huddled beneath the dressing table. It took her only a moment to recognize Sexi Bach from her stage performance earlier.
Rosa ran—at human speeds—over to the huddled woman. She bent down beside her and met her eyes. Bach was frightened and a gash on her forehead just below her hairline bled profusely. But she showed no signs of shock. She met Rosa’s eyes without any glassiness and reached out to take a hand as soon as it was offered.
“Come on. We need to get you out of here.”
“How? They could have more people out the back door. Pain and Pleasure have always worked for the highest bidder.”
Rosa didn’t stop now to ask her how she knew the identities of the two metahuman thugs. She didn’t have time for that. She needed to get Sexi Bach outside and to safety so she could help Keith and Mel. She yanked Sexi up off her feet.
“Hold on to my neck.”
To her credit, Sexi didn’t argue. She wrapped her arms around Rosa’s neck. Rosa cradled the dancer’s head against her chest. She took a deep breath and ran.
Six seconds later, they were outside over a quarter of a mile away.
“Find a phone,” Rosa said. “Call the police and an ambulance. You need to get that head injury looked at. I have to go back and help—”
“No, please don’t leave me. Those people back there. I think they might have come for me.”
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 17-4
“She’s certainly very attractive,” Rosa said as she watched the crowd flock to get a bit closer and deliver a couple more dollars to get Sexi’s attention.
“You haven’t seen nothing yet, lady.” The new voice caused Rosa to turn to the back end of her table. She hadn’t heard her approach, but somehow Mel had slipped into the seat behind her.
“Mel! I’ve been looking for you. Did we miss your show?”
She shook her head. “No, I’m on next. And I plan to put even the famous Sexi Bach to shame. But I doubt any of these mor—people—have ever seen anyone quite like me.”
Rosa nodded. “I can’t wait. I’m having a lot of fun. I’m so grateful you decided to invite me.”
“It’s nothing,” Mel said. “For a couple as cute as you, I’ve always got an open invitation.” She gave Rosa a wink as she rose from her seat. Rosa wanted to ask what she meant by her last sentence, but Mel was already making her way back to the dancer’s staging area.
Sexi Bach turned her naked backside towards them and Rosa suddenly couldn’t look away from the sight. Something about the gyrating hips and the open naked vagina drew her eyes in and wouldn’t let them get away. She wanted to just keep watching the beautiful dancer continue to woo her and the crowd.
This is why she’s so popular, Rosa thought. It’s like she cast a spell over the entire room with her dance routine.
But even as she analyzed it and understood it, Rosa could not help but continue to be mesmerized. Sexi Bach found one of the twin poles jutting from the side of the stage she strutted upon. With amazing ease, she hefted herself up by just her arms. Her legs she spread as she somehow did a sideways split. The fans grew deafening with their cheers even as she dropped a leg and spun herself into a twirl. By the time she started to slow, her legs straddled the pole and her heaving breasts pointed to the ceiling as she threw her head back towards the floor. As her final spin ended, so did the music. She sat there for a moment with a smirk on her face as she took in the adulation of her fans, both from the noise and from the bills raining down on the stage.
Keith joined in the hooping and hollering, but Rosa only continued to stare. Sexi’s eyes turned their way. She smiled as she met Rosa’s view. Rosa felt her cheeks burn as the dancer blew her a kiss. It was like they were connected, joined by some hidden bond between dancer and patron.
Then it was gone. Sexi stood up, gathered the money on the stage quickly and gave the fans one final wave before she strutted through the curtains and into the backroom.
“You haven’t seen nothing yet, lady.” The new voice caused Rosa to turn to the back end of her table. She hadn’t heard her approach, but somehow Mel had slipped into the seat behind her.
“Mel! I’ve been looking for you. Did we miss your show?”
She shook her head. “No, I’m on next. And I plan to put even the famous Sexi Bach to shame. But I doubt any of these mor—people—have ever seen anyone quite like me.”
Rosa nodded. “I can’t wait. I’m having a lot of fun. I’m so grateful you decided to invite me.”
“It’s nothing,” Mel said. “For a couple as cute as you, I’ve always got an open invitation.” She gave Rosa a wink as she rose from her seat. Rosa wanted to ask what she meant by her last sentence, but Mel was already making her way back to the dancer’s staging area.
Sexi Bach turned her naked backside towards them and Rosa suddenly couldn’t look away from the sight. Something about the gyrating hips and the open naked vagina drew her eyes in and wouldn’t let them get away. She wanted to just keep watching the beautiful dancer continue to woo her and the crowd.
This is why she’s so popular, Rosa thought. It’s like she cast a spell over the entire room with her dance routine.
But even as she analyzed it and understood it, Rosa could not help but continue to be mesmerized. Sexi Bach found one of the twin poles jutting from the side of the stage she strutted upon. With amazing ease, she hefted herself up by just her arms. Her legs she spread as she somehow did a sideways split. The fans grew deafening with their cheers even as she dropped a leg and spun herself into a twirl. By the time she started to slow, her legs straddled the pole and her heaving breasts pointed to the ceiling as she threw her head back towards the floor. As her final spin ended, so did the music. She sat there for a moment with a smirk on her face as she took in the adulation of her fans, both from the noise and from the bills raining down on the stage.
Keith joined in the hooping and hollering, but Rosa only continued to stare. Sexi’s eyes turned their way. She smiled as she met Rosa’s view. Rosa felt her cheeks burn as the dancer blew her a kiss. It was like they were connected, joined by some hidden bond between dancer and patron.
Then it was gone. Sexi stood up, gathered the money on the stage quickly and gave the fans one final wave before she strutted through the curtains and into the backroom.
Saturday, February 27, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 17-3
Rosa glanced towards Keith. His eyes were glued to the stage as he watched the beautiful woman work her magic on the stage. Rosa wondered for a moment if he would look the same way at her if she chose to wear such an outfit, even if she wasn’t sure her modesty would ever let her.
“She’s really hot,” Rosa said. “And everyone seems to know it.”
Keith nodded. “She’s been around for a few years. She’s worked in films and stuff too, and made quite a name for herself before she decided to move back to River City. She really helped put Lumber Jacks on the map.”
“You certainly are quite knowledgeable on this subject.”
Keith shrugged. “Like I said. I’ve worked this beat before. I’m not going to pretend I haven’t visited this place on a night off now and then. I’ve been a young single male for a lot longer than I’ve known you, Rosa.”
Rosa smiled and laughed. “Don’t get so offended. I was just teasing you.”
Keith nodded. He looked at her a moment before she turned back to the stage to watch the rest of the show. She saw him quickly turn back to watch Sexi do her work as well. It seemed clear Keith really liked the star of the show. Rosa wasn’t sure she could ever offer him anything Ms. Bach did onstage, but she hoped she would never have to. He didn’t seem like the type to expect her to act out any fantasies that might come from a place like Lumber Jacks.
Sexi Bach worked her way in front of a table where a pair of young men in their early twenties were waving around large bills. When one slowly slipped a twenty into her thigh highs, she pulled at the fishnets on her chest. She held the grip out to him. With a smile, he took the fishnets and ripped them off her, leaving her completely topless. The crowd roared again in approval.
She turned and danced her rear to the audience again even as her hands worked around the edges of her bottoms. The previous two girls had stopped at just removing their tops, but Sexi seemed to have no qualms about revealing everything. She slowly bent forward, raising her butt into the air before she slipped the panties down to her knees. She gyrated her rear as she slowly pulled her undergarments down over her boots.
“She’s really hot,” Rosa said. “And everyone seems to know it.”
Keith nodded. “She’s been around for a few years. She’s worked in films and stuff too, and made quite a name for herself before she decided to move back to River City. She really helped put Lumber Jacks on the map.”
“You certainly are quite knowledgeable on this subject.”
Keith shrugged. “Like I said. I’ve worked this beat before. I’m not going to pretend I haven’t visited this place on a night off now and then. I’ve been a young single male for a lot longer than I’ve known you, Rosa.”
Rosa smiled and laughed. “Don’t get so offended. I was just teasing you.”
Keith nodded. He looked at her a moment before she turned back to the stage to watch the rest of the show. She saw him quickly turn back to watch Sexi do her work as well. It seemed clear Keith really liked the star of the show. Rosa wasn’t sure she could ever offer him anything Ms. Bach did onstage, but she hoped she would never have to. He didn’t seem like the type to expect her to act out any fantasies that might come from a place like Lumber Jacks.
Sexi Bach worked her way in front of a table where a pair of young men in their early twenties were waving around large bills. When one slowly slipped a twenty into her thigh highs, she pulled at the fishnets on her chest. She held the grip out to him. With a smile, he took the fishnets and ripped them off her, leaving her completely topless. The crowd roared again in approval.
She turned and danced her rear to the audience again even as her hands worked around the edges of her bottoms. The previous two girls had stopped at just removing their tops, but Sexi seemed to have no qualms about revealing everything. She slowly bent forward, raising her butt into the air before she slipped the panties down to her knees. She gyrated her rear as she slowly pulled her undergarments down over her boots.
Thursday, February 25, 2016
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 17-2
They worked their way through the growing crowd and found a table of two just a few feet away from the stage. From here, they couldn’t really reach the dancers, but they could easily watch and get up if they wanted to interact with them. Rosa figured it would be the best place to watch and not have to interact with any of the women. She wasn’t quite sure what she would do if one bumped or grinded in front of her.
As she sat and watched, she was a bit surprised to find herself far from the only female here. She saw several young women on their own, but she saw even more couples taking in the show. Apparently a lot of young locals found dancing naked women a welcome evening entertainment choice.
The driving metal beat started to transfer into the twang of country music. The P.A. hissed for a second before the DJ came on with his announcement. “Give it up one more time for the Caliente Cuties! But it is that time now, folks, as the biggest sensation on this side of the nation takes the stage. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Sexi Bach!”
A dark skinned woman with long beautiful hair sauntered onto stage. She wore an abbreviated pair of pink shorts and a matching bra. Though the bra was made of more cloth than a lot of the other dancer’s garb, a large hole was cut in the bottom of it. She wore a fishnet bodysuit over it, one that matched the fishnet thigh highs she wore. A pair of pink cowboy boots and a wide brimmed hat finished the outfit.
She swung a lasso as she walked out of the back, but beside that, Rosa saw little that was country western about her act. The music was some kind of melding of traditional country and rap, with a thick southern drawl from the singer. Sexi Bach worked her way down the stage as she danced, whipping her head from side to side and turning to shake her ample posterior at the cheering crowds.
While this woman was clearly older than the previous dancers, it was equally clear she knew how to control the crowd. They seemed to be in a fevered pitch for her before she reached her hand behind her back and unclasped the bra. She pulled it away and dropped it to the runway, her nipples sticking out against the fishnet top that remained.
As she sat and watched, she was a bit surprised to find herself far from the only female here. She saw several young women on their own, but she saw even more couples taking in the show. Apparently a lot of young locals found dancing naked women a welcome evening entertainment choice.
The driving metal beat started to transfer into the twang of country music. The P.A. hissed for a second before the DJ came on with his announcement. “Give it up one more time for the Caliente Cuties! But it is that time now, folks, as the biggest sensation on this side of the nation takes the stage. Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Sexi Bach!”
A dark skinned woman with long beautiful hair sauntered onto stage. She wore an abbreviated pair of pink shorts and a matching bra. Though the bra was made of more cloth than a lot of the other dancer’s garb, a large hole was cut in the bottom of it. She wore a fishnet bodysuit over it, one that matched the fishnet thigh highs she wore. A pair of pink cowboy boots and a wide brimmed hat finished the outfit.
She swung a lasso as she walked out of the back, but beside that, Rosa saw little that was country western about her act. The music was some kind of melding of traditional country and rap, with a thick southern drawl from the singer. Sexi Bach worked her way down the stage as she danced, whipping her head from side to side and turning to shake her ample posterior at the cheering crowds.
While this woman was clearly older than the previous dancers, it was equally clear she knew how to control the crowd. They seemed to be in a fevered pitch for her before she reached her hand behind her back and unclasped the bra. She pulled it away and dropped it to the runway, her nipples sticking out against the fishnet top that remained.
Tuesday, September 29, 2015
Walking Shadows Book 3 Chapter 6-3
He nodded slowly. His eyes didn’t leave her as she sauntered past him and into the next room. It was a rather simple office, just a desk and chair, another two chairs across from it and a couch against the wall. A door behind the desk almost certainly led to the backstage area.
A man barely glanced up as she entered. He was in his late forties with a receding hairline and glasses a bit too dark for his current atmosphere. He did a double take after his casual glance. This time he lingered on her not unlike a fine wine. He knew what she offered. He waved her forward into a chair. “Come in. Come in. What are you interested in today?”
Another woman sat in the chair to the right, so Melinoe made a beeline for the left. The other woman was clearly a dancer here as well. She looked much less impressed with Melinoe than her boss.
“H-hello there,” the man at the desk said. He rose as he spoke and beckoned her to the open chair. “I’m Jonathan Luchesne, but you might know me as Jack Lumber. I am the co-owner and proprietor of Lumber Jacks.” His hand waved towards the other woman. “This is Sessily Bockonivitch, who is in charge of our talent here. And you are?”
“My name is Melinoe.”
He looked down at a pile of headshots on his desk. “I don’t seem to see you here, Melinoe.”
She smirked. “That is because I’m like nothing you’re going to find out there.”
“Oh, why is that?” It was the first words out of the other woman in the room. Melinoe could detect the disdain in them. A week ago, she would have made this Sessily woman suffer her most horrific nightmares until her puny human mind snapped. Now Melinoe chewed her loyal lip and tried to control her anger.
Jack interrupted the silence. “What Sessily means is that we get a lot of promises in this room, but we don’t always get a lot of follow through. You’re certainly beautiful, but we are an all nude dance club. We need to see if you have the goods for that. Not everyone does.”
“What do you wish of me?”
Jack looked to Sessily. The human woman simply shrugged.
“Well, generally that means we need to see a dance. To your music or ours. We’re having a special tryout night tonight. All the new girls we choose will get to show their stuff. If the crowd likes you, well, you get a job.”
“This I can do,” Melinoe said. “And once I do, you will see that you’ve found a talent like none other.”
“Alright,” Jack said with a chuckle. “We will see you here tonight at eight. You will have time to get ready before the show starts.”
“I will be there.”
A man barely glanced up as she entered. He was in his late forties with a receding hairline and glasses a bit too dark for his current atmosphere. He did a double take after his casual glance. This time he lingered on her not unlike a fine wine. He knew what she offered. He waved her forward into a chair. “Come in. Come in. What are you interested in today?”
Another woman sat in the chair to the right, so Melinoe made a beeline for the left. The other woman was clearly a dancer here as well. She looked much less impressed with Melinoe than her boss.
“H-hello there,” the man at the desk said. He rose as he spoke and beckoned her to the open chair. “I’m Jonathan Luchesne, but you might know me as Jack Lumber. I am the co-owner and proprietor of Lumber Jacks.” His hand waved towards the other woman. “This is Sessily Bockonivitch, who is in charge of our talent here. And you are?”
“My name is Melinoe.”
He looked down at a pile of headshots on his desk. “I don’t seem to see you here, Melinoe.”
She smirked. “That is because I’m like nothing you’re going to find out there.”
“Oh, why is that?” It was the first words out of the other woman in the room. Melinoe could detect the disdain in them. A week ago, she would have made this Sessily woman suffer her most horrific nightmares until her puny human mind snapped. Now Melinoe chewed her loyal lip and tried to control her anger.
Jack interrupted the silence. “What Sessily means is that we get a lot of promises in this room, but we don’t always get a lot of follow through. You’re certainly beautiful, but we are an all nude dance club. We need to see if you have the goods for that. Not everyone does.”
“What do you wish of me?”
Jack looked to Sessily. The human woman simply shrugged.
“Well, generally that means we need to see a dance. To your music or ours. We’re having a special tryout night tonight. All the new girls we choose will get to show their stuff. If the crowd likes you, well, you get a job.”
“This I can do,” Melinoe said. “And once I do, you will see that you’ve found a talent like none other.”
“Alright,” Jack said with a chuckle. “We will see you here tonight at eight. You will have time to get ready before the show starts.”
“I will be there.”
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