Her Coming Of AgePart 2

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You put on your mask and walkin. Immediately notice how many people are here. All masked, all gallantly dressed. You notice that the servers are scantily clad with collars around their necks as they walk around offering wine and hors d’eouvres. The women have painted on masks and the men had symbols marked in black paint all over their bodies. The man closest to you offers you a glass of white wine. You accept it. It is sweet, cool, and crisp. Refreshing to say the least. Another woman offers you what appears to be a crab cake. Taking a bite into it, it instantly melts in your mouth. Smooth, rich and creamy flavors assault your taste buds. “An orgasm in my mouth.” You chuckle to yourself. Then you sense something, and immediately you know that it is me. Slowly you turn around and see me. With the crook of my finger, I beckon you toward me. As you take a step, I turn around and vanish. You hesitate, not sure if you actually saw me. Unexpectedly, you catch a whiff of my scent. You close your eyes and inhale deeply. When you open your eyes, you see the trail of my essence. Compelled, your follow. Down through the hall and around the corner you go. Then you come to a massive door with a sigil painted in green. It is the sigil of eternity. “How do I know this?” you whisper to yourself? You reach for the door, and it swings open by itself. My essence trail still waiting for you to follow. You climb the stairs, winding around and around until you reach another do. This time the door is marked with the sigil for moon in white. Again you reach for the door and it open on its own. Immediately, your heart skips a beat and your breathing quickens. Never have you escort avcılar seen such a beautiful sight. There I stand next to the window, bathed in moonlight. Your arousal begins to show. You look and see that I am naked underneath my sheer white chemise. My nipples harden as your stare at me, and I grow wet. I turn and face you. “Welcome to my home. Thank you for coming. I was worried that you wouldn’t come.” I whispered to him. “You’re welcome.” He stammered. “I didn’t think I would come. You’re beautiful……uh, I mean….your home is beautiful.” I chuckled at his obvious nervousness. “Thank you. You’re very handsome too.” I looked into your deep storm grey eyes. The lust and confusion were still quite obvious. “Why….Why am I here Miss Singleano?” I stammered. “I mean, not that I mind or anything. It’s a great party. It’s just that I don’t usually get invited to these sort of things when I don’t really know the hostess” I can hear you thinking, “God, I sound so stupid!” This makes me giggle. I walk away from the window, giggling, and over to you. I take your hand and walk with you over to the fireplace. “Here, sit down and have a drink. There is no need for you to feel nervous or awkward around me. I am many things, but I am still a woman, just as you are a man.” I hand you a glass of wine. This one is deep, rich and velvety. Just like a red velvet cake. “Delicious.” The whole time you sit there sipping, you stare at my ass as I stroke the fire. You think I can’t hear all the deliciously naughty things that you are thinking about. But I can, and burns a different kind of fire deep in my loins. Oh how I would love for you to take me now, escort bahcesehir in front of the fireplace, with all the lust I feel pent up inside you. However, I have to be patient. It is only 8:30, and I must wait for the stroke of midnight. And then until dawn. Until then, I must wait and control my lust. “So Thomas,” I say, “tell me what you are studying at school. What are your hobbies? What is it you want to be when you grow up?” I ask these questions to take your mind off wanting me, and so that I can focus on the task at hand. . “Well,” you begin, “I am studying history at school, and my hobbies includes soccer, rugby, and antiquing. When I grow up, I want to be a historian on alchemy, mythology, and anything medieval.” You laugh and say, “I’ve been weirdly attached to these subjects since I was a child. I thought it only fitting I should properly pursue them in my adult life.” “And how does your family feel about this?” I ask. I know that what I will ask you soon would take you and isolate you from your family eventually. “My parents died in an accident on vacation last year.” I can feel your heart breaking a little inside. Instantly, I reach out and touch your arm. “And my sister died of cancer when I was little.” It’s just me now.” you finish. “I am so sorry to hear that Thomas. I know how hard that can be. I lost four of my siblings in an….. accident as well. It’s nothing you can get over, it’s just a pain you learn to live with.” And with that you smile. You realize that there is someone else in this world that understands your sense of pain and loss. And with that your cock hardens a little more for me. I can see that we have beylikdüzü escort made a connection. I get up and walk back to the window. You get up and follow me. “It’s your birthday,” you say, “I’m sorry that I brought up that painful memory.” You reach out and touch my shoulder. Lightning bolts of lustful energy shoot right through me into my belly, and I moan. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I hurt you? I didn’t mean to honest! Are you okay?” Once again, you have me giggling. “Oh no Thomas. You didn’t hurt me. Not at all. In fact, I like it when you touch me.” And with that, I grin my most sexy wicked grin at you! “But Thomas, there is much I have to tell you and not a lot of time.” ******* I step away from the window and begin pacing. I rub my temples and start thinking about how to explain to you that you are actually an immortal, bound to an earthly body. And that you are my soul mate, and that there is a curse on us. “At the beginning, you always begin” my conscious tell me. And so I do. “Thomas, come sit with me. And I will start at the beginning.” Taking your hand, I walk you back to the chair in front of the fire place. I hand you another glass of wine and begin. “Thomas do you believe in magic? I don’t mean the silly little tricks that magicians do. I mean real magic?” Your eyes quickly, shut and open again. This time your eyes look stormy, and dark. “Maybe I do. What does this have to do with anything?” I hear a hint of anger. But, I can see that you are hiding fear behind that anger. “Thomas, everything that I am going to tell you has to do with magic. It might get a bit scary, but everything I say is true. I need you to be open-minded. I promise you that if this doesn’t happen tonight, it could be centuries before I see you again, and I can’t bear to live with that. “Centuries?” you say staring at me with wide eyes. “What do you mean centuries?” “Please,” I beg you, “let me tell our story.

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