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BLUE DENIM:The (mis)Adventures of a Californian sub.
A little about BlueDenim first. That isn’t her real name but it is the one she uses when she plays on the fantasy site where she first discovered just how much of a sub she was. She is a redhead, athletic build from the waist downwards, skinny arms and a 36” chest. Did I mention her hair? It’s copper-colored and hangs about half-way down her back in long ringlets. Unless she either doesn’t put enough conditioner on or doesn’t dry it fast enough, in which case she looks like the star of “The Hair Bear Bunch” She is a 22-year old University student, but this all started 3 years ago…. Or was it a little longer than that?
There will be more biography as the stories come out, but that’s sufficient for now.
Blue Denim discovered a fantasy site where people could have cybersex in 3d graphics via an avatar they could create. After a few weeks Blue Denim also discovered the site had a forum where members discussed their sexual fantasies and more. Eventually the forum gained a story telling side where the members would post vignettes of their fantasies and then they started role-playing with each other.
This is one of the stories that Blue Denim played out with a wonderful man, a friend who was cruelly snatched by cancer not long after this story was written.
The setting is a bar. It is a bar where all the friends from the fantasy site hang out, It is in a very old building, at one end of the building, where there used to be offices. The rest of the old building used to be a cold storage warehouse from before electricity, where huge blocks of ice were towed down from Canada up the river and into The Ice House. The Ice House had thick walls, both supporting walls and the internal walls too to keep the cold in and the heat out. The huge doors at the opposite end of the warehouse to the office block opened to allow “refrigerator cars” from the railroad to be shunted strait in & out as well as flat beds carrying the ice in from the nearby river.
After the advent of electrical refrigeration, the Warehouse fell into disuse and in 1910 the offices were converted into a dance hall with a bar owned by one Stanley Grill.
Stanley met Doris Bar in New York, where she was a famous dancer. They fell madly in love with each other and were soon married. Doris retired from the stage, but still danced at the lavish parties they threw at their hotel. Luck was not on their side it seemed when in 1910 the hotel burned down due to carelessness with a cigarette end, but Stanley, not only wealthy but resourceful, bought what used to be The Ice House and it’s office block and converted the office block into a dance hall & bar.
The bar and dance hall and became the favourite venue for the pre-war hoi-polloi. The bar started serving food cooked on a fire-pit outside and became a famous Bar & Grill, in 1911, it’s neon sign bright & proud lighting up the sky became a tourist attraction in it’s own right
“BAR & GRILL” The place to Meet & Eat.
In 1911, Doris & Stan sailed to London to meet Doris’ English family, returning on the RMV Titanic’s maiden voyage. That was the last time any of their friends & customers saw them alive.
In spite of the policy of women & children first, Doris chose to stay on board the sinking ship with Stanley and gave her seat up to a teenage boy. The great grandson of this boy tends the bar today, he is known as Old Joe.
Stanley & Doris had no heirs. Stanley was an only child whose parents were long dead and had no living relatives at all. Doris’ English family wanted nothing to do with the bar and it was sold for a pittance.
The bar never regained it’s social status, but stayed open under several guises. During prohibition, the warehouse became used for secure storage, the smaller thick-walled rooms gained thick heavy doors for added security and they became popular with the local racketeers & mobsters for storing larger possessions that wouldn’t fit in the bank’s safety deposit boxes as well as illicit alcohol. The dance hall remained open, but the bar was made into a speak-easy and pool-hall whilst beer & spirits were doing a roaring trade in a secret section of the warehouse which was only accessible from the old office block by a now hidden passage from the pool-room.
Stanley & Doris, it seemed however, were not prepared to let their Bar & Grill go. There were incidents passed down by word of mouth of objects moving on their own, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing from nowhere, of dance music from the early 1900’s being played after closing time when the bar was completely empty and these incidents were always accompanied by the strong smell of jasmine, Doris’ favourite flower & perfume. On Halloween sometimes, people would report tales of mists filling the room and voices talking to them.
This particular Halloween was a special one. It was 100 years since the deaths of Stanley & Doris.
There was a fancy dress party at the Bar & Grill and it seems that Stanley & Doris were up for some mischief of their own. Let’s join James and Blue Denim as they head separately towards the party.Willy!
who's Flipper?
Mexico or New Mexico?
Confession: I think Taylor Swift is talented.
So do I! Don't tell anyone willk you!
Ok.
I'm writing this here because I don't know where else to post it.
I have been told by many good friends on here that I should try to write an erotic story.
I am not confident about my ability, my lack of self-confidence is well reported on this forum.
Yes I write long tracts in The Ice House, but these are role-plays and I need someone to work with, I find it so immensely difficult to start anything.
Stone has been so successful with Secrets of The Stallion and she suggested that I try and adapt one of the scenarios I had played out, and suggested that the sacrifice in the Great Hall would be a good one.
I re-read it on Sunday for the first time since Miss Christy left.
I think as a story it is wonderful and would almost be a novelette, but it upset me so much, I was still crying when HE found me and he got angry with me for being so emotional still about what happened.
I cannot write it as a story, I shan't look at it again for at least another year, I'm sorry. yes I am. sorry.Anyway, that's enough reflection and self-pity I needed what he gave me on Sunday and was much later that I made a decision.
I am going to write some stories. They will be based on a lot of true events in my life and also my role-playing on here.
The genre is so corny, but I am open to better suggestions, some of you are much more talented than me. I was going to title the series;
Blue Denim. The (mis) adventures of a Californian sub.
There will be an introduction to me and what I am and how I got here and then the stories and I hope no-one will mind if I use their Achat names or something so close that they are easily recognizable on the sections that will include my time on here, both in the game and so much more importantly on the forum.
I have decided that the first story will be a tribute to James, my eulogy to him and I am going to try and adapt the Halloween party into a short story.
I will need help and criticism. I have already decided to run it past Momma Andrea as I progress, but if anyone else is offering, I will be happy to pm it to them for approval or not as it progresses. Please pm me to volunteer.
Right. so now I can at last go to sleep. It is 5 after 1 in the morning and I will be tired tomorrow.
Love you all.
xx
blu
This shows your talents so well, Momma.
you have so much imagination and express it so well.It's a lovely story… well written and with real feeling… I was afraid he was just going to turn you over & use you when he went for the lube…
Thanks handsomeToday is Tuesday
Tuesday is “Fuck Me From Behind Day”
Works for me Terric! welcome back xx
Never been to the Adriatic, so I will have to say Caribbean..
by the pool or on the beach?
nope, lil blu on lunch.. Shame about my Mojito though…
Next will be Roxxy
Smurfs are blue!
makes for great sex
August 25, 2014 at 8:39 pm in reply to: Talented Writers in Achat’s Forum – you betch ya! :) #100486Wow, this was a longer chapter. So very detailed and intimate.
Well written and enjoyable.
Well done Stone!
nope, just lil blu back again before bed
Next will be a European……. Martin!
like a Redhead!
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