Red Mercury Ch. 02

Disclaimer: all participants in this story are eighteen years or older. No minors are involved in this entry or in any future entries. As soon as Mrs. Cheznick opened the door to her house, I uttered a hasty hello before asking if Sarah was home. Mrs. Cheznick replied that she was. The instant she asked if I would like to come in, I was already halfway through the door. I needed someone to help me process what had just happened. I needed someone who would help me sort out the writhing knot of emotions deep within my stomach. I needed Sarah. Rushing up the stairs to Sarah's room, I was reaching for the handle of her door before I had even knocked. I quickly formed a tight fist and wrapped my knuckles smartly in the door three times before waiting for a reply. "Be there in a second," Sarah's voice called from the other side of the door, sounding slightly out of breath. After a few seconds of listening to Sarah fumble around from the other side of the door, taking far

A chat log ******************************** Eric: Hi Isabelle: Hi you. Good to be back? Eric: Yeah. 2 weeks is enough. ...Feels weird to chat with you by hangout like that when you're only 5 feet from me Isabelle: Lol yeah. We had plenty of time to talk this morning, telling each other about our vacation. But it's ok, lot of things on here we can't say out loud, right? hehe Eric: Like "I missed you"? Isabelle: Awww. Yeah lol something like that. Eric: ...or "I missed your tits?" :) Isabelle: ROFL or yeah, something like that, Eric. You're so sweet! hehehe I missed you too, you know! Jeez Though I don't think we should say anything inappropriate here, not on our work account. Eric: Why? You're afraid they could catch us? They have absolutely no reason to go through our stuff unless some problem comes up, and they have to investigate. Don't worry about it. Isabelle: Yeah... ahahah I guess. Eric: Not like you're gonna tell on me anyway

Let me first start with the remark that English is not my native language. So I apologize for any mistakes (and hope it doesn't ruin the story)... ******** My name is Ron. I was 18 years old and the youngest of three children. My two oldest brothers were 8 and 10 years older than me and already left home a long time ago. So that left only me and my parents. My brothers and I didn't have a lot in common apart from the fact that we shared parents... I envied them for having their own life, their girlfriends and a proper job. For me school was a drag and I hated it. Wanted to leave home, find a job and be on my own. But still needed to have my college diploma first. It frustrated the hell out of me. It made me feel insecure and unhappy. My love-life wasn't impressive too (actually non-existing). I had a hard time finding the right girl who also liked me so I could have a nice relationship. It is obvious that I was still a virgin, but horny as hell. I fell in love with many g

"Fancy seeing you here again." Fuck. Could it really be him? Shouldn't he be somewhere in Australia right now? Chills crept down my spine and goosebumps pierced through my skin. It felt like my lungs stopped working for a second as if my breath was somehow cemented inside of me. It took me weeks, hell even months to get over him. Why the fuck would he come back now? I took a deep breath in, releasing the tension that was now flaming in my chest, and turned around to find him standing there. Looking better than ever. His 6'4 frame stood there towering over anyone who came close. His athletic built was well masked under his tailored suit and coat, but his entire face was exposed. That muddy black hair that I ran my fingers through was now styled flawlessly with the sides fading lightly into his thick fresh-cut beard. His lips were losing their colour from the cold outside, but they looked as appetising as ever. And his dark eyes, cut through his sparse lashes penetrat

"Let me look at your eyes." The customer was a portly man, balding and sporting a patchy mustache which made him look like either a sex offender or a high school gym teacher. His pale skin was pockmarked with small pimples and Alex could smell his breath from where he stood almost five feet away. His username had identified him only as 'JD8008135' "Excuse me?" Alex had the sinking feeling that he already knew why 'JD' wanted a look. Nevertheless, he obediently met the man's gaze, his pale blue eyes meeting JD's brown ones. "What color is that? Why's it like that?" He squinted, trying to get a better view of Alex. "Because I was born with blue eyes." Alex's grip tightened on his palmtop, still holding it out in front of him. The screen was blinking, waiting for JD to pass his own palmtop over the screen in order to confirm the job. "They're not supposed to be like that." He leaned in, intensifying the