Message-ID: <51616asstr$1122513002@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: <news@google.com> X-Original-To: ckought69@hotmail.com Delivered-To: ckought69@hotmail.com X-Original-Path: f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com!not-for-mail From: "IrishEyes4U" <irisheyes4u@btinternet.com> X-Original-Message-ID: <1122493605.540311.3310@f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com> Mime-Version: 1.0 NNTP-Posting-Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 19:46:51 +0000 (UTC) User-Agent: G2/0.2 Complaints-To: groups-abuse@google.com Injection-Info: f14g2000cwb.googlegroups.com; posting-host=213.122.185.223; posting-account=zqdEFg0AAADLHn3F0hMoljvMf9BEYnOc X-Greylisting: NO DELAY (Relay+Sender autoqualified); processed by UCSD_GL-v1.3 on mailbox8.ucsd.edu; Wed, 27 July 2005 12:46:58 -0700 (PDT) X-Spamscanner: mailbox8.ucsd.edu (v1.6 Apr 6 2005 07:48:50, -2.8/5.0 3.0.0) X-MailScanner: PASSED (v1.2.8 47665 j6RJkw62065861 mailbox8.ucsd.edu) X-ASSTR-Original-Date: 27 Jul 2005 12:46:45 -0700 Subject: {ASSM} In loving memory of the Miracle Worker Lines: 72 Date: Wed, 27 Jul 2005 21:10:02 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: <assm@asstr-mirror.org> Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: <URL:http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/Year2005/51616> X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Story-Submission: <ckought69@hotmail.com> X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, akalexis I had my share of men in my long life. Some make me smile, when I remember them. You Jimmy, you fill my heart with warmth. You make my hands tremble with anticipation. You still give me tingles from light years away. I havn't seen you for decades. The sweet sound of your voice is a mere reminder of my rotten youth. Nobody understands the meaning of the words "making love" better than you. We only shared one night. It was a night I shall treasure and fondly remember until my own death. It seems like yesterday that I've been to this party with Ann. We ended up flirting with the same guy. You responded enthusiastically to both of us. Ann and I were quite the opposite and you loved that. You seemed to appreciate Ann's caramel coloured, cuddly prettiness, her girlish cuteness the same way you took to my pale skinned, redhaired, all-woman Irish flair. To this very day your love still burns inside of me. This night has been a special gift from you to me. I will cherish it forever. I remember Ann saying, "I'm gonna fight you over this one." I could tell she was as much on fire as I was. Couldn't blame her, you were awfully sweet. I merely shrugged. "I don't think you'll have to. I'm perfectly willing to share. And he doesn't seem to be able to make up his mind anyways." Ann laughed. She probably thought that I was joking. I wasn't. I never had a threesome before in my life. But the very idea of it sparked my sense for adventure. Now I had locked onto a target. I was on a mission. Some time later we left the party, with you in the middle. Ann still didn't believe I was serious. She thought I had been drinking too much and you had just a big mouth but not the guts to take on two women at the same time. Ann, havn't you watched the show often enough to know that he could work miracles? However, over a glass of my favourite red whine I challenged you. You picked us up on it. I knew that I risked to scare you off, but you loved the idea. Ann stared at us in disbelief. "Are you guys serious?" I adored the way you would lay down on the bed in my room, crossing your arms behind your head, wearing this devlish grin on your face. Your eyes were sparkling with excitement when you announced, "Ladies, I'm all yours." What I remember of this night are no pornographic details. I just remember your playful charms, your gentleness, the way your touch would send tingles of pleasure all over my body. I still appreciate the respect you showed towards two young girls, who were in search for love. We made love that night, Jimmy. Pure, undemanding, unselfish love. That's the only way to love. Thank you for showing me this. Although most people remember you for being Scotty, I remember you for being the best sex I've ever had. You looked so roguish with that beard. Hmmmmh very, very sexy. I'm tempted to say Rest In Peace, but this doesn't seem to fit for a Catholic, who never believed in monogamy. ;) So instead: Here's to ye, lad! Party on! (I raise a glass of fine 12 year-old Connemara to make a final toast) -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: <ckought69@hotmail.com>| | FAQ: <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org/faq.html> Moderators: <story-ckought69@hotmail.com> | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at <http://assm.asstr-mirror.org> Hosted by <http://www.asstr-mirror.org> | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+