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Blogs > frog_princess > Thoughts on tomorrow

another day  

frog_princess 64F
1064 posts
5/24/2012 9:40 am
another day
After last weeks big loss it has left me pretty quiet...no real adventures...all is pretty quiet. Bottom line is ...no trip to vegas. I started a story a bit ago...got kind of dead on that too. I will let you see it so far...

It was getting dark....hmm.. ..I think I can start with that

Margaret

usually rides the subway with her best friend Caroline..sweet and witty

but Caroline didn't come into the office today and she hadn't called in.


normally she didn't get the creeps...but tonight somehow felt different.

The car was almost empty except with the exception of the two other passengers. A older woman who sat on the outside seat with her bags pushed against the window. They were so packed it appeared that they were going to split the seams of her bag.

The other passenger sitting towards the back of the car was a tall man with hair so black that it gleamed when the tunnel lights reflected against it. His clothing dark as well, light reflecting on and off his face, giving the hard lines on his face an almost evil appearance.

It was a good hour ride to the end of the line, where her tiny tiger cat Theo would be meowing at the door. The rhythmic vibration after her very long day made it easy to slip into a light sleep. She let caution to the wind as she closed her eyes.
She awoke with a quick start her heart racing. Margaret had dreamed about the man with the dark features. She felt him slide his rough hand across her blouse to her cheek. Her jacket and blouse open to expose the pink tips as they pressed from the bra. Her skirt hiked up as she straddled his lap. His pants open as he was pressed against her moist female parts. The kiss was hard, the whiskers reddened her cheeks. Melting against him was her only option. Thinking of nothing else other than to stop the frantic race of her heart.
Bracing her hands on the back of the seat his kisses deepened. As her slick sheath held him, she let a moan of passion.
An abrupt stop at the end of the line jolted her eyes open. As she stepped from the car the tall man followed her from the stop. Walking quickly away...trying not to make eye contact Margarette's cheeks where flush as she thought of the dream.
The tall dark man walked quickly towards her. As she quickened her pace, he spoke "Miss? your purse". At the moment she stopped in her tracks, almost speechless. "Oh...Thanks, I would have had trouble getting in the apartment without it." At that moment she noticed his eyes were bluer than a Mediterranean sea. Holding the keys out to her open hand with a bright smile..."have a nice night". Waiting till she could barely see his silhouette against the street lights she walked the few buildings up, quickly up the stairs and into her apt building.
Mr Pibs wrapped his large body around her legs. Calling out in his most urgent voice for food and love. "Come here sweetie let mama love you" as his body went limp into her arms.
After a late dinner she went to watch the news. Noting that the same old stuff was going on, with an exception of news of the buy out of her place of employment was finally public. Things were going to change.

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