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From: mrledft@aol.com (MR LEDFT)
Subject: {ASSM} Welcome Home, Pt. 1 by imzadi
Date: Fri,  4 Apr 2003 20:10:05 -0500
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WARNING: This story is a work of fiction and not to be read by person(s) under
the age of 21. Continuing on, assumes you are over 21, and will not
present/show this to any minors. This work having been posted to the newsgroups
is considered copyrighted from the author. Please do not republish, copy, or
post without prior consent of the author. Copyright MasterKink, 2003. Other
stories are posted at my site: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MastrKink 


Welcome Home

As Alexandra drove to the airport pickup terminal, many thoughts raced through
her mind as she realized she was finally seeing Robert again. Parking the car,
she entered the cool air conditioned building. Driving around with the sunroof
open had made her feel a bit sticky in the warm April air. 

Scanning the board for his arrival time it looked like the plane was going to
be on time. She took a seat and waited.  Her legs crossed and dangling to the
floor, she straightened her skirt and checked her blouse, she wanted to look
her best for Robert. She wanted to be the ONLY thing he saw as he walked down
the concourse toward her.

As she sat there, two sisters dressed in their flowing habits sat down beside
her. Alex offered a warm, gently smile to them as they
chattered in Latin to one another.

She wondered if nuns are really celibate? Do they have sexual needs? Do they
lock their doors at night in secrecy and turn to a computer and look at men and
women having sex? Perhaps even lesbians having sex?
Bondage scenes maybe? Do they download flics and raise their holy dresses to
finger their pussies while stifling their moans deep in their throats so no one
will hear? Do they satisfy their own needs with each
other? Alex could not help but think about these unanswered questions that ran
wildly through her mind.

The man that was sitting across from her sparked her imagination too.  He
looked to be 30 or 32 with two small children hanging to his knee. (Probably
waiting on mommy to come home.) Was he the perfect husband, father, bread
winner, successful in his job? She wondered if deep inside, this average man,
harbored dark secrets of torture, pain and pleasure somewher on his weekend
trips away from the family?

"Flight 612 arriving at gate 42."  The announcement brought her back to
reality. Robert was the first person down the concourse. A smile slipped across
her lips as she stood and walked toward him. He enfolded her in his arms and
they kissed for the longest time it seemed.

He had been away in Europe for almost eight weeks on business. Email's and
phone calls had helped Alex keep her sanity but she was aching for her Master's
touch again.

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