Let me tell you a story that you most likely won't believe. Just to be fair and to give warning to all you prudes out there (I was one too…was being key word here…) this unbelievable story is about…you guessed it…sex. Raunchy, unadulterated, hot, orgasmic, rough (did I mention hot?!) sex!
Let me fill you in on the basics: my name is Serena Tanelian. Ummm… let's see what else do you need to know…I'm 28 years old, I'm a law student who works at a law firm as a secretary, though school is out for the summer WOOHOO!, I'm not married, I live with my cat, 5 foot 4 inches, one hundred pounds…maybe in my left butt cheek but it feels good to say "100 pounds". Yes, I'm a large woman. I'm big and beautiful, who are you to judge! I'm actually 212 pounds but tell everyone I'm 180. My long blonde hair makes me look a little smaller, how, I'm not quite sure, but again, it makes me feel better if I tell myself that. I think my big blue eyes attract attention to my adorable face and deflect it away from my ass.
Speaking of asses, let me start my story from the beginning with the biggest ass of them all…Darien. I met Darien in a newspaper ad. He was supposed to be one of those self esteem booster people like the really skinny, beautiful models they put on Oprah to help the 300 pound 16 year old teenage girl feel better about herself but afterwards she just feels like eating a big box of Godiva chocolates… mixed with Arsenic.
That's Darien, gorgeous and with a butt you could bounce a quarter off! But he's also a "sex tutor". It's for people like me who can't get a good date except for those that are really desperate and think I'll put out just because I'm "the fat chick". Incase you haven't guessed…I'm still a virgin, sorta. I had a bad experience at 17 and nothing's happened since then so I'm practically a virgin. Yes, a 28 year old virgin who is not a nun. So let's go back to where my story first takes place…about 1 week ago…
--1 week Ago--
I lay sprawled out across a bed of silk, naked as the day my mother gave birth to me. The handsome man laying next me…a sex God with bronzed skin, flowing black hair and a sculpted, beautiful body. I giggle softly as he kisses my neck and that little spot behind my ear. Ohhhh…what a man! His hands trail warm paths along my body as his fingers gently massage me. My flesh is on fire! His fingers travel lower…lower…lower…until they finally reach-
"Serena, bring me a cup of coffee." A husky, arrogant voice snapped over the intercom bringing me back to the sad reality called my life.
"Right away, sir." I answer back sweetly.
I roll away from desk and maneuver myself out of my chair. I straighten out my black Lane Bryant skirt (I got a fabulous deal on it, only 13!) and adjust my pink sweater from riding up too far up my back. I walked into the break room and poured the fuckhead…I mean…my boss a cup of coffee.
"What took so long, Tanelian?" He snorted as soon as I opened the large oak door.
He sat with his back to me in the oversized leather office chair behind his mahogany desk. He had an amazing view of New York City from here. We were 70 stories up and I don't think he even took a moment out of his "busy schedule" of hitting on all the secretaries (sans me of course) and hiding his porn to notice what was behind him!
Most women found him attractive and I would too, if he weren't such an arrogant, chauvinistic, sexist pig…and the dyed platinum blonde hair with the tan-in-a-can spray. Can we say…eww? He almost looked like something out of Miami Vice. The old T.V. show, not the movie that came out a few years ago with that gorgeous man Colin Farrell. Moving on…
"Sorry sir, I had to find another box of sugar packets." I stammered as I sat the hot cup on his desk.
Would you believe the ass didn't even say thank you!? He just kept looking down and reading his paper not once acknowledging me!
"Is that all, sir?"
He spun around to face me
"Did I say I wanted anything else?"
"No sir." I looked down; I could feel my face flushing every shade of red imaginable.
"Then what does that tell you?"
I didn't even make eye contact as I flew out of the room as fast as I could. I felt like crying. Aside from the fact it was that wonderful time of month and I wanted nothing more then to be at home in my cozy little apartment in my sweat pants cuddled up on the couch with my cat, I hated the way he always made me feel…worthless and stupid.
'Why Serena? Why do you let him do that to you?' I thought to myself as I sulked out of his office and back to my desk. I looked blankly at the clock praying it was almost time for me to go home so I could cry myself to sleep like I usually do 7 out of…well 7 nights. Don't misunderstand me; I don't hate myself. I just hate my life. Out of all the people in the world, why did the Gods have to make me…me? Why couldn't people look at me and think I was as pretty as a model? Or better yet, why couldn't I have been a model?! Or at least have the physique of one. Life is so unfair.
I shuffled through the papers on my desk anxiously awaiting five o'clock to come. This was going to be a long day. It was only 10:40 a.m.
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I went home that night and ate carry out from the little Chinese restaurant down the street. I stuffed sweet n' sour chicken in mouth and sipped on the bottle of red wine that'd been sitting in my fridge three New Year's Eve's ago. I wiped the tears from eyes as I sat at the dining room table…alone.
Not even my cat, Luna, wanted to come out and greet me or keep me company. God, how pathetic! My own cat can't stand me either! I threw down the fork and just sat there and sobbed. I held my head in my hands and cried like I always did when I came home from work. I got up from the table and sadly stumbled my way into my bedroom and collapsed on the bed hugging the pillow tight for comfort.
Luna came out from hiding and curled up next to me softly purring. I scratched her head a little and looked out the oversized window into the city's night sky. Oh how I wish I could fly. Just fly away to the moon. No one to make me feel worthless or sad. No one to make me cry myself to sleep. Sure I'd probably be alone (at least I hope I would be…I don't know how I would react to aliens) but it's no different then how I am now. Alone. A-L-O-N-E. It's such a little word with such a huge affect.
"Someday Luna, I won't always be alone. You're the only friend I have." I talked to her between sobs and hiccups. Snot was dripping down my nose but I didn't care. At that point I don't think I could've gotten much lower. So I cried a little more, babbled a little more and finally I fell asleep.
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"Tanelian! My office. Now." That horrific voice snapped me from my thoughts.
"Right away, sir." I groaned back.
I built up some false confidence and walked with my head held high.
"You needed me sir?"
"Took you long enough."
"I'm sorry I-" I started to crash. All confidence at that point went right down the drain.
"Yeah whatever. Take these and file them." He said as he handed me about a bazillion manila folders.
"Sir, this will take all day!"
"Oh please, it's not like you have a date tonight. Or a boyfriend for that matter." He snorted at his own joke.
I started to open my mouth to argue but what was the point? He was right. I didn't have a date or boyfriend so I might as well spend my night filing stupid paperwork. I sighed as I walked out of his office holding onto the folders for dear life.
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I sat in the break room by myself as usual poking at my lunch. I didn't feel like eating. I sipped on my Diet Coke and looked around the dingy white room for something to read, a magazine, newspaper, anything! I got up from the ugly orange table and put my lunch in the trash. I noticed someone had thrown out a paper so I garbage picked it. Bastard should've recycled!
I read all about Paris going to jail, and Britney getting out of rehab and gas prices giving us a kick in the ass. For the hell of it I decided to look in the classifieds. That's when I saw it. The ad of all ads. The one little 3 x 3 square that would change my life forever.
Are you overweight? Can't get a date? Have low self- esteem? Are your pets your only friends? You're not alone! We will help create a new and improved you! We are here to help you, money back guarantee. Call 586-555-0198 for a free consultation. Don't wait, limited time offer! Space limited, restrictions may apply.
My prayers have been answered. No more feeling worthless or stupid for me. I was going to be a new Serena. A better Serena. A happy Serena.
I carefully ripped out the answer to my prayers and swiftly made it back to my desk. Hesitantly, my fingers dialed the numbers. I closed my eyes and winced as I heard the line start dialing. Ok Serena, you can do this. Breath. This is your big break!
"You ok, Serena?"
My eyes popped open quickly and I slammed the phone down.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just making a business call, that's all." I managed to sputter out nervously.
My co-worker Mina gave me a weird look. I envy her; her long thick, curly golden hair and big baby blue eyes. It drove all the guys wild. Not to mention her tiny waist, long legs, or the way she shakes her hips back and forth when she walks which gives almost every man there an erection. I hated her. A lot…
"If you say so…" She haughed at me.
I sighed a deep sigh of relief when she walked away and started flirting with another intern. Her laugh made me want to vomit. So sweet and innocent.
"Tanelian, get in here. Now."
I groaned as I got up from the chair and made my way into the office from Hell.
"You called for me, Mr. Shields?" I said meekly.
"My son is going out tonight and needs a date."
My eyes lit up. I've heard stories about Mr. Shields's son. I heard he's one of the most gorgeous men alive, rich and mysterious and knows how to treat a girl right. This was going to be wonderful! A date with Mr. Shields, Jr. I just might not need to call that company after all.
"I'd love to, sir. It'd be an honor." I exclaimed joyously.
"Great, go pick up his suit from the cleaners and drop it off at this address." He scribbled something down on a post-it.
I took the note and with a confused look I asked," I'm sorry sir; I thought you said your son needed a date, not someone to do his errands?"
"I found him a date. But he's unavailable right now and won't have time to pick up the suit himself so I'm sending you to do it. You didn't honestly think…you and my son? Come on Serena!" He laughed as he lit a cigar.
"No of course I didn't think your son and me- nevermind." I whispered ashamed and embarrassed.
"Geeze Tanelian, you're funny. You and my son. That's a good one!" He snorted through puff
I wanted to die. Right now. How could you be so dumb Serena! Did you really think he was going to ask you to accompany his son to a social event and have you seen in public with him! You're so dumb sometimes! Silly Serena, go and get your hopes up like that!
"Yeah, that was a good one. Well, when do you want me to go?" I whispered trying to hold back tears.
"Well let's see, his date is tonight so why don't you go, let's say…next week!" He roared sarcastically.
"I'll go right now, sir." I looked away as I walked out the door.
I grabbed my purse and pink trench coat and walked towards the elevators. I clutched the little note between my stubby fingers until the tips turned white.
'Who does he think he is? I have feelings too! Why do I put up with this?! Because I need a job and I have to get my intern hours to graduate, that's why. Oh, Serena don't do this to yourself…you'll look back years from now and laugh. Hopefully.' I thought as I walked into the parking garage, the warm breeze making me feel a little more at ease.
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I walked up the steps to the townhouse. It was absolutely gorgeous. I suppose for being the Hampton's it should be. It's not like I could afford to live here, I can barely afford rent in the city! As I got closer to the door, I could hear loud music banging from inside. I grabbed the knocker and banged gently at first.
Nothing.
I grabbed it again and banged a little harder.
Nothing…
I made a fist and started banging. I just wanted to drop off this stupid suit and go. I hated my life and boss right now and I certainly didn't want to be standing on his doorstep.
"Can I help you?" A dark haired man finally answered.
His shirt was off and his pants riding a little low and I couldn't help but gasp and look him up and down. He was right out of a Calvin Klein magazine, except I don't think he was gay. If he was, what a waste! His dark hair fell a little over his eyes …ohhhhhh his deep blue eyes. I could have melted right on his door step. The fantasies I was having at the moment even made me blush!
"Are you going to keep undressing me with your eyes and fucking me in your mind or can I help you?" He spoke huskily, moving closer to me his body so close to mine.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" I asked shocked by what he just said.
This was definitely without a doubt Mr. Shield's son.
"I know you heard me. Its ok, I understand. It must be hard to get a date let alone talk to a guy who didn't work at McDonald's." He smiled arrogantly.
"I've come to drop a suit a off to Mr. Shields's son. I'm his intern, Serena." I smiled pleasantly though I know it was noticeably fake.
"I know who you are. Mr. Shield's called and warned me you were stopping by."
I threw the suit at him and stormed away. I could feel tears burning in my eyes. I would not let him get the best of me. I stomped my way down the stairs, my heel slamming down on the pavement with every step.
"If you crack the cement, I'm calling my lawyer!" He laughed before he slammed the door shut.
I opened the door to my Jeep and sat there. I tried to swallow the lump in my throat but I practically choked. I ended up just letting it out, just bawling my heart out right there in front of my boss's house.
"Don't do this Serena. It's not worth it. He's not worth it." I kept telling myself between sobs.
I closed my eyes and took a few deep breaths. I was through with this. Through with the tears and abuse, the fat jokes and everything else Mr. Shields had ever made me feel. I reached into my purse and grabbed my cell phone. Quickly I dialed the numbers and held my breath.
"Lover's Anonymous can I help you?" I heard a sweet female voice answer the phone.
"Hello, I read your ad in the paper and thought maybe you could…" I started to say.
"Help you?" She finished for me.
"Yes. Exactly."
"Come by our office tomorrow at 7 p.m. sharp. Don't be late."
"Where are you located?" I asked hurriedly.
"Don't worry about that now." Was all she said before she hung up.
I ended the call and flipped my phone shut and finally started my car. I hope whoever the guy was, Mr. Shields Jr. or not didn't notice I was sitting outside his house for twenty minutes. I wiped the remainder of tears away and drove away back into the city, praying that I would get eaten by a pack of wolves or abducted by aliens before I reached work.
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I lay in bed that night thinking. I couldn't sleep. How could I?! I mean this might be the last night that I'm me!
'They're not miracle workers, dumbass!' my conscience interfered with my thought process.
Miracle workers or not, this was my chance. My once in a lifetime opportunity for happiness. I grabbed Luna off the floor and laid her on my stomach.
"You know kitty, you might just lose your bed on my stomach. Hopefully you will anyways." I whispered longingly.
Please if there is a God in the heaven's above, please please let this be my break.
--
I woke feeling refreshed, surprisingly, considering I only slept 4 hours. I sprung out of bed humming to myself a happy little tune as I skipped to the bathroom and turned the shower on. Today was the beginning of the rest of my life.
I spent extra time on myself. I curled my hair and actually took my time with putting my make-up on. I even plucked my eyebrows and shaved my legs! I searched my closet for the sexiest outfit I could find. A black and pink polka-dot knee length A-line dress and a pink cardigan. I grabbed the strappy black sandals from the back of the closet and put them on, grabbed my black handbag and shouted "Wish me luck!" to Luna as I rushed out the door.
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"Tanelian, my office, now."
"Yes, sir." I answered sweetly into the speaker.
I got up from my chair and walked into the office smiling.
"What are you so happy about, finally get laid?" Mr. Shields grumbled from his desk.
For a man in his late forties, he looked like he was over 60, between the cigars and constant frowning.
"No sir it's just going to be a good day. I can feel it. What did you call for?" I replied as I inched towards his desk.
"These need filing, call these people and let them know their court dates and set up a 12 p.m. lunch date with Judge Harrington at Cosi."
"Right away sir."
I took the files and started to walk out of the office when I heard him say, "You look nice today, Tanelian. You should dress like that more often."
I gushed inward and walked out of the office and back to my desk. Yes, today was definitely going to be a great day. Either that or it was the Apocalypse; Mr. Shields did just compliment me.
"Serena, this is for you. It came first class." Mina said as she walked towards my desk, an envelope in hand.
"Is it from a boyfriend?"
"No." I answered reaching for the mail.
"Secret admirer?" She giggled as I opened it.
"I don't know."
She sat on the corner of my desk trying to read the paper. I held it up so she couldn't see whatever this mystery paper was.
I pulled a red piece of paper out and unfolded it. In black, scrolly print it read:
45th West 32nd Street
7 p.m., 3rd floor
Don't be late
"Well, what is it?" Mina shrieked in anticipation.
"It's nothing. I just have an appointment this evening."
"With who?!"
Before I could say anything, Mr. Shields's head popped out of the door.
"Mina, my office…now."
Mina gave me a worried look and slowly started her descent into the office of doom. I heard him yelling through the door at her. About what, I wasn't sure. I've been in that spot way too many times before. Too many to count. At least her top was low enough that he could lose his train of thought on her boobs and forget what he was yelling about. I almost felt bad for her…almost.
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Seven couldn't come quick enough. I stayed late at work and kept myself busy playing Solitaire on my computer until 6:40. I grabbed my stuff, said good night to the Janitor and walked into the parking garage and with shaking hands, started the car and drove out into the city, looking at the sunset casting golden hues across my way.
"This is it Serena!" I giggled to myself as I drove further away from that Hell hole.
I finally made it to West 32nd street and eyed each address carefully. …
I stopped in front of a large, gray building. It was free standing from all the others around it and rather dull on the outside.
'This is the beginning of your new life. To happiness. Don't mess things up.' I mentally pumped myself.
I inhaled deeply and opened the glass doors. The hall was dimly lit. The walls were dark red with black furniture in the lobby and pictures of people in compromising positions on the wall. It felt like I had walked into a home for concubines. I pushed the button for the elevator, getting a feeling that I shouldn't be here.
I stepped on and listened to the quiet, sensual music playing and began thinking 'Dear God what have I gotten myself into! If I get out if this alive, I swear no more bitching! I'll be happy to be a fat chick. I'll be happy just to be alive!'
When the doors opened, I was greeted by a gorgeous woman with dark raven hair and amethyst eyes. She had a body like Mina's and I hated her already.
"Welcome. You must be here for a 7 p.m. appointment." She said sweetly. She tossed her long hair over bare shoulder, the tresses blending in with her black strapless corset.
"Yes, I'm Serena. Serena Tanelian." I managed to get out. My mouth was dry and my hands were sweating.
"Hello Serena. I'm Raye. Let's get you into a room and talk."
How she could walk in those heels without falling or have a butt cheek fall out of that red leather mini-skirt was beyond me. I wonder if I'll ever be able to wear something like that. I mean, I suppose I could now if I wanted to but I don't want to think about all the cows that would have to die just so they end up covering my ass.
Everything was dark and sensual like the lobby, dark red walls, black carpets, risqué pictures. I looked around and noticed several rooms, all with their doors closed. I thought I heard moans but I couldn't be sure. I was beginning to regret coming here. I was beginning to think that I wouldn't make it out of here alive.
"Come in here and get comfortable." Raye said as she opened a door.
I walked in and hesitantly sat on the large bed. I gripped the satin sheets in my hands tightly and strained to see Raye in the dim light.
"I'm beginning to think I made a mistake. I think I should go." I choked out shakily.
"Serena, relax. Don't be nervous. We help people like you. Please, just meet with a colleague of mine and let us do a free consultation with you. If you're not interested then you can leave and forget all about this. Ok?" Raye sat down beside me and placed her hands on mine.
"Ok…" I whispered meekly.
"My…consultant… will be here in a moment to speak with you. Take your shoes off, make yourself at home." She smiled sweetly.
I could've sworn I heard her say get undressed. She got up and closed the door behind her, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I tried to locate all available exits just incase someone in a mask, leather and chains tried to kill me. The door opened abruptly and I jumped to my feet. I nearly fell over with a heart attack when I saw who stood before.
"You…" I shrieked before two strong arms threw me down on the bed.
"Hello Serena…" He whispered seductively as he gently nipped at my neck.
I think I just came or was at least close to it. I mean, here I was with a gorgeous half naked man on top of me doing sensual things to me. How could I not have an orgasm! As soon as his hands started fidgeting with the buttons on my cardigan that was when I snapped back into reality. This was my boss's son trying to seduce me. Hello Serena! Wake up!
"Oh this isn't happening." I managed to spit out as I pushed him off of me.
His gorgeous blue eyes looked at me seductively and I was ready to throw myself at him and beg him to ravish me.
"Oh this is very much happening." He said as he proceeded to make his way up my dress.
"No. No this is a nightmare!" I jumped up and backed myself into a corner.
I couldn't help it. As much as I wanted him to take me right there, I still had some pride left.
"Why are you crying?" He asked folding his arms across his chest.
"Because :snort: you're going to rape and kill me :snort: or something and all I wanted was to be happy but :snort: at this point I'd be ecstatic to make it out of her alive and still a :snort: virgin!" I sobbed in between hyperventilation's and syllables.
"Oh come on Serena, you've got to be kidding me!" He sat down on the bed.
"How do you know my name? I don't even know you! I just know you're the asshole from the other day!"
"My name is Darien. I know your name because you work for my father and you delivered my tux to me. I'm not going to rape and kill you, you idiot. This is my job. This is what I do. I make people, such as yourself, happy." He stood up and walked towards me.
I'm sorry I don't care how hot he is, he's still half naked in leather pants with a freakin' spiked dog collar on his neck, he cannot be trusted!
"Get away from me!" I yelled.
I grabbed the closest thing to me…which happened to be a bronze statue of a naked man having sex with a woman from behind. What the fuck kind of place was this!
"Serena put that down before you hurt yourself."
"No. Stay away." I held it up over my head ready to strike at any moment. I was like a python.
"You nutty woman, put that down and sit down on the bed!" He yelled at me.
For some reason I did as I was told. Cautiously I walked over the bed, the statue still in hand. Did he really think I was going to be next to him unarmed?!
"Serena, you called the number in the ad, did you not?" He asked casually as he sat down next to me.
"Yes but I-"
"A simple yes or no." He cut me off.
"Yes." I mumbled.
"Ok. You called the number and set up an appointment. You received your confirmation and drove all the way down here, right?"
"Yes…"
"Ok. So after driving down here and walking into a strange building and seeing the décor of naked people and most likely hearing some questionable noises, you still proceeded to see my lovely assistant who is dressed no different then I, am I correct?"
"Yes but-"
"Uh huh. Yes. Or. No."
"Yes you asshole! Get on with it!"
"Ok so after seeing and hearing what was around you; what the fuck kind of place did you think this was?!" He yelled.
"I don't know! All I know is this was not what I was expecting!"
"Ok ok. Don't cry. I'm sorry. I can be a little insensitive sometimes. Trust me when I say I won't hurt you, ok? I'm here to help you. That's all. I'm sorry if I scared you."
"Well maybe if you had bought me dinner first!" I retorted back.
"That costs extra." He smiled.
"I think I should go." I grabbed my purse which had somehow landed on the floor.
"No, don't go. You know you want this Serena." He said softly touching my arm.
"I don't even know what this is!"
"Happiness. That's what you want, isn't it? To love yourself?"
Oh how the asshole was right. That was what I wanted.
"I can give that to you Miss Serena Tanelian." He whispered in my ear.
Ok Serena, be strong. You can fight off his seduction. Focus.
"What do you say? Will you let me help you?"
"I don't know. I think you're terribly rude and arrogant."
"I'm sorry about the other day. Let's forget that it ever happened and start over."
Quickly he flipped me around so I was facing him and he held out his hand. The leather studded wrist cuffs looked so casual on his wrists, like they were an everyday article of clothing.
"Hi I'm Darien Shields and I'm going to make your dreams come true." He smiled as he shook my hand.
"Hi Darien, I'm Serena and I'm going to trust you for some odd reason. But God as my witness don't think I wouldn't try to castrate you if you tried something funny." I smiled back sweetly shaking his hand in return.
"Alright Serena, I'll meet you at your house at 7 tomorrow."
"Ok, I should be home from running my errands. Should I wait for dinner or have it before hand?"
"No, 7 in the morning."
"What! You're kidding me! I didn't know there was a 7 a.m. That's way too early. How about 10 or 11?"
"How about 7. Leave your information with Raye on your way out."
I grumbled something under my breath and was about to step out the door when I felt a hand on my wrist. I turned around just in time to have Darien pin me against the back of the door, his lips so close to mine.
"Oh and Serena? Thanks for stopping by." He whispered before he crashed his lips upon mine.
As quickly as they were there, they were gone. He smiled that gorgeous smile and pushed his ebony hair out of his eyes. I glared at him as we walked out into the hall. He turned down the hallway away from me and I couldn't help but look at that beautiful butt and those sculpted arms. Oh be still my beating heart.
"So what do you think?" Raye asked as she walked next to me.
"I think…I'll give it a try, dear God help me."
"Don't worry. You're in good hands. Darien is the best man we have. I just need you to write down your address and phone number here and you'll be all set."
Raye walked to her desk in front of the elevators and handed me a notepad in the shape of a penis. Quickly I wrote down everything she asked for and headed for the elevator. It was time to get the Hell out of that place!
"Have a pleasant night." I smiled as I stepped on the elevator.
I took a sigh of relief when the doors closed and I started to move down. I all but ran out of that building and into my car.
First thing I did was lock the doors and look around to make sure no one was in my backseat.
"Breathe, Serena. Just breathe. It's all over…for now." I sighed as I rested my head on the back of the seat.
Ok thank you everyone for being so patient. I know I promised this almost a year ago. I decided to redo the whole story so bare with me. Yes, a lot of this is the same as the original but that will change as the story progresses. I liked the beginning. It was just the middle and end I wasn't happy with. Hopefully you will all like what I have in mind. Until the next time..happy reading!