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    The party smelled of desperation and alcohol.  A bunch of late twenty-somethings and early thirty-somthings all desperately clinging to a past that no longer wants them.  I was bored.  I would have left a long time ago if I hadn't spotted her.  She was sitting in the corner all alone with a beer in her hand and an expression almost as bored as my own.  I watched her for a while.  She spoke to no one, just sat alone with her beer.  She had short black hair that barely reached her shoulders and bold blue eyes.  I caught her staring back at me a few times while I carried on a half hearted conversation with the host of the party.  He invited me out to the porch for 'more adult party favors' if I were interested.  Yeah, let's go stand out in the damp heat and smoke a joint, cause this is high school and what else are you going to do at a party, right?  I politely declined his offer, reminding him that I had to drive home later.  After I finally convinced him that I just wasn't into it, he finally went out with a group of people and left a few stragglers hanging out in his living room.  I decided it was time to explore the dark haired beauty a little closer.  Maybe salvage something of the evening after all.  I wandered over to the couch she was sitting on and sat beside her.
    "No 'adult party favors' for you tonight?"  I asked, smiling at her.  I nearly laughed when she rolled her eyes.
    "No, I think not."
    "I'm Andromeda, but everyone calls me Andi."
    "Caitlyn.  I usually go by Cat.  Are you a friend of Andrew's?"
    "I've known him since high school.  I dated his sister, Megan, for about a year.  How did you end up here?  You a friend of Andrew's too?"
    "I was dragged here by a friend of his, Carla.  Apparently, I've been abandoned. She went outside with some guy about an hour ago and I haven't seen her since."
    "Well, if you want to go home, I'm happy to take you.  I'm about partied out."  I finished my beer and waited for her to answer.
    "How many of those have you had tonight?"
    "About three, over the last two hours, I promise I'm sober, I'm safe to drive, and I will get you home without any drama."
    "Well, if you're sure you don't mind, I'd love to get the hell out of here.  I am so ready to go."  I stood and offered her my hand.  She took it and I felt the charge all the way to my groin.  Damn, this could end up being a much better night than I'd expected.
I led the way outside, her hand still in mine, and we walked straight into a cloud of smoke that would choke Willie Nelson out of his bus.  I waved my hand in front of my face and started coughing.
    "Damn, Drew, that shit is rank." I said as I located him near the steps.
    "Come out for some after all?" He asked and tried to pass me the three-foot-tall bong.
    "No, man, I'm taking off, and I'm taking Cat home.  Have you seen Carla anywhere?"
    "Yeah, she went that way with Seth," he waved vaguely toward the driveway.  Andrew lived in the middle of nowhere on the outskirts of Dallas.  'That way' covered a lot of real estate.  "a while ago. I don't expect we'll see them again for a while either."  He grinned.
    "If she comes back around tell her that I took Cat home, would you?"
    "Sure, sure.  Y'all have fun now," He continued to grin stupidly.
    I led Cat out to my Mustang and opened the door for her to climb in.  I walked around and got behind the wheel.  I managed to maneuver my way through all the cars and get back to the main road, I stopped and looked at Cat.
    "So where are we going?"
    "I live all the way on the other end of Dallas, you don't have to drive all the way across town if you don't want to, you can drop me at the train station."
    "I promised I'd get you home, so point the way and don't worry about how far it is."  She pointed to the right and I took off down the road. She gave me enough directions that I knew where we were going and then turned her body toward me in her seat.
    "So you rescue damsels in distress a lot, or is this a new thing for you?"  I glanced over at her and shrugged.
    "You looked like you were as bored as I was, thought you might want to get away.  Didn't really think of you as a damsel in distress, I'm betting you can take care of yourself just fine."  When I looked back at her she was smiling.  
    "I am a big girl, but I do appreciate the save."
    "So what do you do when you aren't being dragged off to parties by friends lacking in loyalty?" She laughed at that.
    "Carla's not that bad, she just thought I needed to get out of the house, I don't get out much. I'm a paralegal, I work in an office downtown."  She named the firm she worked for and I raised an eyebrow at her.  I'm not a lawyer groupie by any stretch but I'd heard of the firm.
    "I'm a trauma nurse at Medical City."  I told her.
    "A trauma nurse?  That sounds interesting."
    "Sometimes it is, and sometimes it's a whole different animal."
    "Do you think you could take your top off?"  I blinked at her.
    "Um, while I'm driving?"
    "Well, you could pull over, I don't think it'd be safe to put it down while you're driving."  I laughed as I realized she was talking about the top of the car.
    "Sure thing," I pulled over to the side of the road and released the clips.  I pushed the button and the top receded into its little pocket.  
    "What's so funny?"  She asked, looking confused.
    "I misunderstood you.  I thought you were asking me to take MY top off," I smiled at her, "Not that I'm not willing to, mind you, just not a question I usually get when I'm driving."  I touched her leg and looked into her eyes.  "Let me get you home first, at least."
    "Okay."  That was all she said.  Yep, this night was shaping up better than I'd expected all around.  We drove across Dallas with the top down and the wind in our hair.  She wasn't kidding when she said that she lived on the other side of Dallas, but as we got closer and she started giving me directions again I realized she lived pretty close to me.  This could be a good thing, I thought storing that information away for the future.  We pulled into the driveway of a medium sized house with a gated driveway and I waited for her to give me a code before pulling up in front of the house.  
    "Looks like a nice house, from the outside." I told her, hinting not so subtly.
    "Would you like to see what it looks like from the inside?"  She asked boldly.  
    "Absolutely."  I followed her into a neat little foyer where she sat her keys and her purse on a small table, then she led me into the living room.  It was a large room and elegantly furnished with soft browns and gold tones. She stopped suddenly and turned around to look at me.  
    "Do you want the tour now, or in the morning?"  She asked and I answered without hesitation.
    "In the morning would be great."  
    She attacked me.  That's the only word for it, her lips were on mine before I had a chance to process anything, my back hit a wall and I just went with it.  I pulled her top up and broke away from her kiss long enough to toss it across the room, she did the same with mine.  Her black lacey bra fastened in the front between her full, large breasts I snapped it open and she spilled out into my hands.  Her nipples were a pale pink of blush roses, and so hard my mouth watered for a taste.  She moaned when I gently rolled those stiff points between my fingers.  She shrugged out of the bra and pulled mine off as well, scattering them across the floor.  
    I kissed her again, deeply as she led me further into the house and into her bedroom.  She pulled at the button on my jeans and yanked them open, jerking the zipper down.  I shoved at her skirt, taking her panties down with it, and stepped out of my own.  I fumbled for the lamp beside her bed.
    "I want to see you," I told her, and she reached past me and turned on the light. I ran my hands down her body, "You have an amazing body," I told her, "I can't wait to taste you." She climbed up on the bed and laid back on her elbows.
    "So don't wait."  I didn't need any more encouragement than that.  I kissed her again licking and biting my way down her neck to the first peak, taking it between my teeth and gently biting before sucking her deep into my mouth.  Her hands buried themselves in my hair, her breathing becoming more ragged as I sucked on one nipple and teased the other with my fingers. Then I switched sides, sliding my hand down to her hip and gently parting her thighs with one of my own.  I could feel her heat against my leg and it drew a moan from my own lips as I let my fingers discover her very wet center.  
    I love that feeling.  When you first slide into a warm, wet pussy.  There really is nothing like it, and I let my fingers slip through her lips.  I teased her clit gently, slipping and sliding around it slowly.  I kissed a path from her nipple to her navel, tracing the small indentation with my tongue before continuing on my path to her hip.  I licked from one hip to the other as her hips lifted for me and she opened her legs wider, begging for more.  Her breathing was ragged and her scent was filling my head.  When I finally rested between her thighs I took in the sight of her glistening folds and had to sigh at the beauty of it. She smelled so good, I parted her lips and gently blew on her clit.  When she squirmed I smiled.  I ran my tongue up the length of her, tasting her sweet juices for the first time, I felt myself getting wetter just from the taste of her, the heat of her.  I licked slowly around her clit, making small circles.  Her thighs quivered around my head, her hips bucked into my mouth, and she pulled my hair.  Pulling me closer into her sweet pussy.  I slipped a finger inside her wet channel and gently stroked that sweet spot, making her moan and buck harder.
    "Oh, yeah, that feels so good," she panted, "Ahhhhhh..."
    I stroked her faster, flicking my finger quickly over that spot as my tongue began working her clit faster, harder, sucking gently, pushing her toward the edge.  I could taste it, I knew she was getting close, and it drew eager sounds from my own throat.  
    "Yes, yes, yes," she chanted, "So close, going to come so hard..."  Her scent grew stronger as she grew wetter and wetter before she came in a rush warm and wet, she screamed for me, her thighs locking around my head.  I had to struggle to get a breath, but it was so worth it, to have this beautiful woman come apart so completely in my arms, yeah that was worth it.  As she her orgasm eased off she seem to come back down to herself and realized what she'd done.  
    "I've never done that before, I'm sorry," she panted, still breathless, slightly embarrassed.  
    "Don't be sorry, never be sorry, that is amazing.  I can't wait to make you do it again."  
    "Me either, but for now, it's your turn..."
   
When your heart is aching
When you need to cry
When your heart is breaking
When you don't know why
When the night gets too dark
When you don't know what to say
When life leaves its mark
When the price is too much to pay
Pick up the phone and call
Even if you don't know what to say
For any reason, or none at all
I am just a breath away
Don't be afraid to cry
You'll never be alone
If you just want to sit and sigh
Just pick up the phone
If your path you just can't see
If your tears you can't hold at bay
Remember I will always be glad to be
Just a breath away...
Time.
Stand still.
I can't take it anymore...
Eyes Still crying.
My heart is on the floor...
Dream.
Still over.
I can't stand any more..
I walk out side,
raise my hands to the sky
I pray....
Let it rain!
Let it wash my tears away...
Heal my heart and my soul...
Make me new again...
Oh, please!
Let it rain!
I can't face this alone.
I need you to hold me close
Be my safe place
Be...My...Home...
I need the Rain...
My soul is withering in the drought
I feel myself drowning
My heart is crushed with doubt
I don't know what I am
Supposed to do alone
So I pray
I pray
I pray....

I pray for Rain....

I can feel the end
It's haunting me
Rushing at me
At the speed of pain...
Feel the storm building...
I can feel it in my bones...
Oh PLEASE>.....

Let it Rain...
I am sitting here staring at a whole lot of possibilities...or a blank screen.  The sad thing is that I'm not having a problem getting started in the conventional sense, I'm not blocked, it's just all the possibilities are overwhelming me.  There are too many stories to be told, there are too many paths to follow, and I want to track them all down.  There are stories I need to finish and new ones to start... It's not writers block, it's more of a writer's overload.  Also,  one of the stories that I really want to work on--and that I really need feedback on, is trapped in my desktop computer that died.  I, like a moron, have no backup copy, no hard copy, nothing...it's going to drive me crazy... anyway...off to start on something, though who knows what that'll be...
  • Listening to: The Weeknd--Earned It
Too much time has passed since I last visited DA.  It's time that I stoke the creative fires and start posting again!  So many things have changed, so many things haven't...
  • Listening to: Rammstein--Amerika

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I am sitting here staring at a whole lot of possibilities...or a blank screen.  The sad thing is that I'm not having a problem getting started in the conventional sense, I'm not blocked, it's just all the possibilities are overwhelming me.  There are too many stories to be told, there are too many paths to follow, and I want to track them all down.  There are stories I need to finish and new ones to start... It's not writers block, it's more of a writer's overload.  Also,  one of the stories that I really want to work on--and that I really need feedback on, is trapped in my desktop computer that died.  I, like a moron, have no backup copy, no hard copy, nothing...it's going to drive me crazy... anyway...off to start on something, though who knows what that'll be...
  • Listening to: The Weeknd--Earned It

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