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    First year- Intro

    Story written on February 5, 2009 by Squirl.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=72511
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    I was spent from the wonderful, sensuous assault on my body that she unleashed on me. Before I knew it, it was me, laying in her arms, drifting off to my dreams of that first year.

    Intro-

    As I looked back on that year, as I often did, it might have been the most important year of my life. I think it was the first time I really felt that I finally had grown up. I fell in and out of love and my heart was broken twice. I didn’t think I would ever love again but by the end of that year, I found myself madly in love.

    Despite my disdain for death, by the end of that year, I watched several people take their final breaths, some peacefully and with dignity, others painfully and in agony.  I went against those in authority over me and made my own life and death decisions. I finally freed myself from the control of my overbearing, although well intended, family. Yes I grew up that year, it was painful but it made me the person I am today. I will never forget the lessons learned.

    I looked with total love and admiration at my beautiful lover, who was passed out beside me from another hard orgasm. I smiled as she snored gently but more, I loved hearing the sounds of her moans as I pleasured her. I could practically come from hearing them. I loved the taste and feel of all that made her a woman. I would have never thought that she, of all people, would be here with me. I really didn’t like her very much when I first met her. I thought she was a snobby bitch when we first met, but as they say, “you can’t judge a book by its cover.” By the end of that year I was totally in love with her. I still am. I found her to be a total contrast to what she presented to us. She challenged me, matched me and supported me in so many ways intellectually, emotionally and sexually.

    As I watched her asleep and played in her hair, she rolled over and looked at me smiling at her. She spoke in a barely audible throaty voice, “Stop looking at me with that self-contented grin.”

    I gently ran my hand along her toned arm and kissed her soft lips, “Sweetheart, I can’t help it if you pass out from your orgasms.”

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    1. Oh my most passionate friend… that was completely captivating and inviting… you have such a way with words that can evoke some of the most intense feelings within a readers soul… there is a certain level of ‘longing’ that exists between your words no matter what the scenario you create is your words have impact… so is this the first time story… or is this something new… well again anything from you is like a literary rapture exploding in the back of my soul illuminating all other words with brightness… thank you so much for sharing your soul with me… I am honored… “Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.” – Rose Franken… JC (Latin Nephew to those Salsa Angels ever loving Cuzzie to the ever talented Eunichick and Personal Fanner to the ever incredible Deean)

    2. WOW S, I absolutely loved it, and how I could imagine every word described that you wrote. As always, well written, well described and very sexy. Thanks for the new story!

    6. Hmm…wisecrack..Uh huh….Anyway, on to the comment! *ahem* Anyway, I have to tell you Squirl that you have me quite excited about this fic. To span a year filled with so many moments that life’s journey bring us on will be fascinating to read about. The NC17 was beautiful and tantilizing. Thank you for sharing your amazing talent with your readers. PPS!

    8. I see my prediction of another beautiful story underestimated your talent…bloody fantastic start (as one of the characters in your story might say!) I think I know the other character sharing the intimate scene, although I will wait for full disclosure! The scene took my breath away…I can’t wait for more.

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