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From: Crimson Dragon <dcrimsonp@nym.alias.net>
Subject: {ASSM} Repost: Inverness - Journey (4/11) (FF, fantasy)
Date: Tue, 14 Aug 2001 11:10:04 -0400
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Inverness is a land of magic. We all live there, in some sense.

This story is the continuation of "Magical Encounters" and "Autumn
Equinox" that I wrote in the past and can be read on my website. If
you didn't enjoy them, then you probably won't enjoy this one either.

In a break from tradition, I've switched main characters. I'm sure
Janey won't mind.

This story is fiction. Hear that? Fiction. Those that can dispute that
statement, won't.

In a further break from tradition, this story is rather long. As such,
I decided to break it into eleven parts for posting. Rest assured that
all eleven parts are written, and will be posted, but I will only be
releasing them about one a week. Real life intrudes sometimes.

I want to thank Mike Ink, especially, for providing invaluable
assistance, once again, in editing and proofing the story. Sorry MInk,
this one was a long one, but I appreciate the effort. Even so, I must
take responsibility for any errors in the text. If it's wrong, most
likely it was pointed out and I ignored it.

Comments, and questions, are always welcome at dcrimson@yahoo.com.
Offers for fast money and pictures of Britney naked, are far less
welcome.

Please don't redistribute or repost this work in any format without
written permission from the author.

As usual, this story contains scenes with erotic imagery. This may
include depictions of nudity, female-female sexuality, outdoor
settings, group sex, and all sorts of other wonderful activities that
may offend the moral minority. I have no idea what the moral minority
would be doing reading anything here, but consider yourself warned.

On the other hand, my descriptions of human sexuality aren't nearly as
graphic as some around here. We are all blessed with an imagination,
and sex is much more than slippery hydraulics. At least to my
characters it is. And so, if you are looking for detailed descriptions
of pussies and penises, there are many "stories" lurking about that
can do that. Consider yourself warned.

And for the rest of us, on to the story,

- Crimson (dcrimson@yahoo.com)

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Dragon/www
http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/Dr/wwwagon_Of_Crimson

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Inverness [FF, fantasy] - Part IV - Journey

Crimson Dragon

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(c) Copyright February 2001 - All Rights Reserved

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Alison watched as Mercury pulled blue jeans over her hips and slipped
a white blouse over her shoulders.  Mercury didn't bother to button
the shirt, and as she moved, enticing flashes of skin presented
themselves.  Alison shook her head, trying to quell some of the
shivers.  Mercury looked up, raking her fingers through her locks. 
She grimaced.

"I know better than to make love in the hay..."  she mumbled.  She
absently picked bits of hay from her hair.  She turned her eyes
towards Alison who remained sprawled, naked, on her back.  "Aren't you
going to get dressed?"

"Do I have to?  Can't we stay here?"

Mercury grinned and sank to her knees.  She shuffled towards Alison,
picking up the girl's clothing as she went.  She pressed Alison's
jeans and blouse into her hand, bending easily to brush at her cheek. 
Then she straightened and peered into Alison's eyes, smiling gently.

"Well," Mercury began with a gentle grin, "you certainly don't have to
put the clothes on.  And we are certainly free to stay here if you
really want to."  She paused, her eyes focusing beyond Alison's face,
as though on a distant memory.  She continued, "But, we'd miss the
celebration, and I need a shower, and we need to meet with Mat, maybe
Celeste, maybe Celia, and..."

Alison sat up, suddenly conscious of her nudity.  And the name
'Celia'.  Why did that ring a bell?  She spoke hurriedly as she pulled
her blouse over her shoulders and buttoned it loosely between her
breasts.

"All right, all right, I get the idea...but it would be nice to stay
here.  Where's my underwear?  And socks?"

Mercury smiled and gave her another quick kiss on the lips before
rising to her bare feet.  She absently kicked at the hay, stirring up
motes that danced through the returned sunlight.  "First of all, it
would be wonderful to stay here.  I love it here.  Secondly, I think
we lost your panties sometime after your first climax, and without
shoes, what are you going to do with socks?"

Alison bit at her lower lip, thinking.  "Can we buy shoes, here?"

Mercury laughed and shook her head, "If you like, when we see an
author, perhaps we can ask.  Maybe Crimson will show up, and give you
a new wardrobe."  The last comment generated an easy, knowing smile on
her lips.  "If you get a choice in the matter.  Besides, you'll be
freer without shoes.  I dislike 'em myself."

"You hate clothes, in general."

"True."

Alison stood and pulled the faded blue jeans over her hips, buttoning
them and smoothing her top over the waistband.  Mercury was bent over
near the wall where Alison had first seen the girl.  She was hunting
through the scattered hay for something.  With a satisfied grunt,
Mercury straightened, pulling a metal ring set into the rising floor.

"Voila."

Alison walked through the hay to Mercury.  The trapdoor led downwards,
a solid wooden ladder extending into the dim interior of the barn.

                         <---===***===--->

A rainbow shimmered to the west.  It shifted from crimson red, to
emerald green, to ocean blue as the girls stood outside the barn
watching in awe.  Like the colours of the soul, Alison thought to
herself as Mercury silently reached for and clasped her hand.

Under other circumstances, she might have been self-conscious of
holding a stranger's hand in public, especially another woman, but the
land seemed to invite the openness.  When in Rome...

The air smelled like rain in the Kawarthas, a sweetness and freshness
suffusing the breeze.  Shades of green surrounded the barn, though any
crop cultivation seemed foreign.  Forest and fields of grass, hay, and
wildflowers appeared to be the purpose of the farmland where the girls
stood.

The ground was solid, and dry beneath her bare feet, the humid air the
only indication of the spring storm.

Mercury's voice broke her out of her trance.

"Judy!"

Mercury waved her hand in the direction of one of the fields with
wildflowers.  As Alison followed the direction of the wave, a blonde
head of hair rose from the lush green.

"Mercury!" the girl shouted back, raising a hand in greeting.  "I'll
be with you in a minute."  She ducked back down, out of sight, amongst
the flowers and grass.

Mercury grinned, turning back to Alison.  "Toby's in there, too,
methinks."

"Who's Toby?  Who's Judy for that matter?"

A muffled female cry rose from the general direction of where Judy had
disappeared.  Alison couldn't tell if it was a cry of distress or
passion.  She wasn't sure that she particularly wanted to find out.

"Toby was with Judy when I arrived.  Judy hasn't been here long
either.  Crimson mumbled something about her needing a diversion, and
then disappeared.  I left them alone.  See what they get up to?"

The blonde girl had risen, like a child of the field, her hair
decorated with wild flowers.  She looked flushed, a pale wine colour
infusing her cheeks all the way to brush at the top of her nude
breasts.  A male head briefly popped into view at Judy's thigh, just
long enough to wave a greeting to Mercury.

"Yup, Toby," Mercury whispered to Alison.

Judy walked swiftly through the field to where Mercury and Alison
stood, still with linked hands.

"I hope I didn't rush you," Mercury called to Judy as she approached.

Judy shook her head, losing a few flowers on the track to the barn. 
"Toby wasn't going to last much longer anyway."  She sighed.  "And
Celeste's rain kind of cooled us off a while back."  As she had
emerged from the field, she revealed her complete nudity, from her
toes to the top of her head.  She didn't seem self-conscious at all. 
As she approached, she gave Mercury a quick kiss on the lips.  "You're
wearing clothes."

Mercury frowned.  "Yeah, Miranda threatened me, again.  So Celeste was
responsible for that little storm?"

Judy laughed.  "You know Celeste.  She said something about rain being
sexy, and the next thing we know, downpour.  I'm sure that she had fun
with it, somehow.  And the rainbow was a nice touch...since when do
you listen to Miranda?"

Mercury laughed, "I don't, but I thought it would make Alison a little
more comfortable.  We've got some people to see."  Alison slowly shook
her head, a flush beginning to invade again.

Judy turned to Alison, holding her hand out.  Alison shook the
proffered hand.  Judy had a strong sure grip.  "You must be Alison. 
Crimson told me he was going to bring you to the celebration.  Did you
have fun in the hayloft?"

Alison blushed, sure that her face was going to burn her.  She
released Mercury's hand with a stab of guilt.  Judy whispered
conspiratorially, "I love the hayloft."

Alison glanced over at Mercury.  The girl was smiling gently, but
she'd stiffened a little as Alison had released her hand.  A soft
touch guided her hand back to Mercury's.  Her fingers automatically
interlaced with Mercury's and she could feel some tension drain from
Mercury through the touch.  She looked down to see Judy's fingers
leaving the joining.

Judy smiled at Alison.  "Mercury might be a little wild, but she's
pretty choosy about who she f...befriends.  And as you'll discover,
that means something around here."  Judy turned to Mercury.  "They're
expecting you two back at the castle, I think.  Sondra wanted to talk
to you and Celia, something about the music, and timing of the
entrance."

Mercury grinned.  "We both need showers anyway."

"Sondra said that she'd meet you in the showers."

"Figures.  Listen, you'd better get back to Toby before he dies of
blue balls, or something."

"Oh, he'll be fine, I'll make sure of it, but he's fast asleep by
now."

"You can come with us," Mercury offered.

Judy considered it for a moment, then shook her head.  "Naw.  I can
use a nap too.  Probably going to be a long night.  You'll both be at
the celebration, won't you?"

"Have I ever missed one?" Mercury grinned.

Judy laughed.  "Nice to have met you, Alison.  I'll see you tonight."

With that, Judy turned around and began to walk back into the field.

As Mercury and Alison began to walk towards the west, the rainbow
shimmered once, turning a perfect shade of royal purple before easing
back into clouds that were breaking up over the horizon.

                         <---===***===--->

The castle spires reached for the clouds, beckoning to unknown worlds
above.  Sunlight sparkled off a clear turquoise moat surrounding the
stone walls of the structure.

Alison halted as the girls emerged from between the forest trees. 
Mercury stopped ten steps ahead as she realised that Alison was no
longer beside her.

"That's where Crimson lives?" Alison whispered.

Mercury laughed gently, retreating back to where Alison stood
transfixed.

"It's where we all live.  Sort of."

Alison lowered herself to sit cross-legged on the path.  Her fingers
absently brushed the dust from her bare soles and massaged them.  Her
eyes never left the castle.

"Are you his mistress?" Alison asked.

Mercury laughed again.  "There you go with that 'his' again."

"Are you her mistress?"

Mercury slowly lowered herself onto the path facing Alison.  She
slowly shook her head.  "Despite what you might hear, I am not
anyone's mistress."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean..."

Mercury touched the girl's hand gently.  "I'm not easily offended.  I
just wanted you to know."

"It's just that..."

Mercury cocked her head slightly, almost like a cartoon character
illuminated by the proverbial light bulb.  Her easy smile faded
slightly.

"Alison, sweetheart, there's something you need to know..."

Alison interrupted with a slight smile.  "Um.  Male.  Female.  It
doesn't really matter to me."  She grinned shyly as a flush rose
through her cheeks.  "Well, not anymore."

"It's not that..."

Alison suddenly looked worried, her smile fading.  "Me and you?  But
I...I barely...I didn't think..."

Mercury sighed and reached forward, gently picking up Alison's
unresisting hand in her fingers.  She gently pressed Alison's skin to
her lips, brushing the girl as a lover.  "I love all my partners,
truly and deeply, but no, one cannot be jealous in this land."  She
waved her arm vaguely in an all-encompassing motion.  "Inverness
isn't...built that way.  There is magic here."  She paused, closing
her eyes, almost as though wishing for something that could not be. 
She continued quietly, after a few moments, eyes remaining closed. 
"Crimson.  Crimson isn't available."

Alison was quiet as she contemplated the distant spires.

"You aren't..."

"No."

"Have you had him?  Her?  Whatever?"

"Had her?  Like known her?  Had sex with her?"

Alison nodded, her eyes not leaving the castle.

"Neither," Mercury replied in a quiet voice.  "We've have plenty of
fun, and I wouldn't trade it all for the world, but I really don't
think anyone ever really knows her.  Except maybe for one person, and
she isn't here.  Not in Inverness."

Mercury's fingers gently guided Alison's chin until their eyes locked.
Alison was a little surprised to see dampness near the corners of
Mercury's eyes.

"I just don't want you to get hurt.  Inverness isn't about hurt."

Alison forced her lips into an easy grin, and nodded her head. 
"Thanks," she mumbled.

Mercury rose to her bare feet in one easy motion without using her
hands, like a lioness ready for the hunt.  Once steady, she extended
her hand down to Alison who grasped it and pulled herself to her feet
with a grunt.

"God, I wish I had my shoes."  Alison shifted her weight from one bare
foot to the other.

Mercury smiled as she reached for Alison's hand and they continued
their journey.

                         <---===***===--->



(c) (2001) Crimson Dragon

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Crimson_Dragon/www
http://members.tripod.com/files/Authors/Dr/wwwagon_Of_Crimson


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This story carries the codes: (FF, fantasy)

The code, "FF," means that two adult women have sex with each other.
The other code "fantasy," means that the story takes place in a
fantasy-type realm -- and as far as I know, it isn't a standard code,
or at least it's one with various meanings.

These story codes may be used, in general, to help you decide what
other stories that you might want to read. While the codes don't
necessarily conform to my particular style or writing, and don't
necessarily reflect what my stories encompass -- I use them rather
loosely to code my stories, for obvious reasons -- they may be useful
for choosing other stories with a particular theme. You really ought
to check out the following for a more complete explanation:

http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Uther_Pendragon/www/code/scfr.htm
The Story-Code FAQ for readers.

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