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Subject: {ASSM} Memoires Of A One Movie Stand p 7 and 8
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Story by Laika Jade

Part 7: Satisfaction

After washing every nook and cranny of her body and making frequent
returns to circle the magic spot without crossing into the magic spot,
she was dying to climax again, but I had other plans. I picked her up
and carried her out of the tub. She asked no questions and offered no
resistance. She just stared deeply into my eyes. The message she
conveyed to me was that she wanted whatever was next and she trusted me
and was ready. I carried her out of the bathroom and into the living
room and laid her out on the bearskin rug in front of the fireplace.
The room was dark except for the scant light that leaked in from the
bathroom and kitchen. I gathered some logs and kindling to start a
fire. Thirley didn't make a sound or move a muscle except to follow me
with her eyes. I lit a match and look over at Thirley as the dim light
briefly illuminated her body. I put the match to the kindling, stood
aside and watched Thirley as the fire grew and gradually bathed her in
its warm glow like the morning light of the rising sun. The glow of the
fire cast deep shadows across her body amplifying the soft curves of
her body. My little fawn still made no movement or sound as I admired
her.
 I don't know how long this went on like this, but eventually the time
was right. I knelt down beside her and gave her a deep passionate kiss.
While we were kissing I began to caress the green fruit of her body
until she became moist again. I kissed my way down her body and licked
the juice from her supple fruit. I spread her legs slightly and guided
my shaft into her. She gasped lightly as I pushed deeper. I kissed her
on each of her eyelids. Momentarily I found my rhythm and her gasps
kept time. Soon after Thirley began to match my thrusts with her own
and we were making sweet music together. We were one being, each
perfectly in time with the other. Suddenly I felt her tense up; the
rise and fall of her chest quickened. The spasm of her orgasm around my
member put me over the edge and I climaxed.  We lie entwined together
and held each other in our stupor.  A short while later after cleaning
up again, we retired to bed and  snuggled the night away sneaking in an
occasional kiss. This would be our daily routine for the next two
months until the filming was finished. We realized on that day that our
time in paradise was finished.

Part 8: Goodbyes

The morning of our last day together. Thirley confessed,"I've never
made love to a man before you. All my past lovers were just stupid boys
who would get their rocks off and be over with it. I've never been in
love before now."
 "We'll see each other again, soon," I offered, but I knew that it
would be hard since our schedules didn't bring us anywhere near each
other for the foreseeable future. I thought that I should be strong for
her though. We made our promises to write and meet again as soon as
possible and said our final private goodbyes to each other.
 I never fell in love with another woman after Thirley, even though I
would  have many more loves and lovers. Thirley was my first little
angel and will always remain the closest to my heart. I never had the
opportunity to make love to Thirley again after we finished that movie,
but we did keep in touch and remained close friends for many years. I
got a letter from Thirley last week; she wants me to meet her daughter,
Charly. They are coming to visit tomorrow. It is Charly's ninth
birthday and Thirley and I have arranged a special present for her.
That will be a story for another time, though.


(C)2005 Laika Jade. All rights reserved.

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