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In The Beginning
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    I got dressed into my nightie, brushed my teeth, hopped into bed and switched on the television.  “Boy Paula”, I said to myself, “here you are in Las Vegas and what are you going to do?  Watch television.  Such an exciting life you lead.”  Little did I know, that was all about to change.

    There was a channel guide booklet that listed all the selections and while thumbing through it, I saw that some of the choices were of the xxx rated variety.  I turned to a regular channel… hmmm… sports, no.  Another channel… news, no.  Another channel… crummy show… another channel something about gambling, so I watched that for a while, but it became boring.  I was just about ready to turn the darned thing off and regretted that I had finished my book on the plane, when I thought, “Why not?  I’m not really tired.”  “Why not try something sexy and naughty?”  “I’m in Vegas, there’s no one else here… who would know?”

    I pressed the button… a message came up on the screen:  “There is a charge of an additional $14.50 for this service which will be billed to your room.  Press 1 to continue.”  So I said to myself, “Should I or shouldn’t I?”  “I shouldn’t… what would others say?”  “What would Harry say.”  Well, he would have liked it, I thought.  “What would my Mother say?”  I giggled when I thought that she would probably have like it too.  “Aw, why the hell not?  I’m in Vegas!”  I pressed 1, and poof.  The screen went blank.  “Damn it!” I said that out loud, as I tossed the remote to the end of the bed and lay down and rolled over into my pillow.  “Even that’s not going to work.  And $14.50… what I am going to do, call the desk?”  ‘Ah, excuse me, but my porno channels won’t work.’  I thought.  Then, about 45 seconds later there was a flicker of light and the screen came back on, and I was staring at a large, erect penis, a nice looking one too and it was all wet and dripping semen.  I mean, it filled the screen.  Then the scene changed and there were two hot looking ladies dancing, each wearing a see through chemise, complete with stockings, garter belt and heels.  One leaned into the other and kissed her, a deep, passionate kiss.  The other one was kissing back.
 
    I thought about switching to another channel… I wanted to see a man and woman… but I could not take my eyes off of that kiss.  After a few seconds of watching, I felt something stirring in me, some feelings that I had buried years ago.

    You see, back when I was a teenager, I was seduced by my then, boyfriend’s older sister in their backyard, she was an older college woman of 21.  She had talked me into skinny dipping in their pool one hot day when it was just me and her there.  Then we laid out on some towels to do some tanning, still in the nude.  I loved that feeling of being naked, and being nude in the presence of another person was exciting.  She knelt next to me and offered to put some oil on my back (we used baby oil in those days), and I agreed.  Her touch was electric.  I could feel my body responding to every movement of her hands and fingers as she rubbed the oil on me, I did not know I could feel like that from a woman’s touch.  Her hands were hot and soft, with the oil gliding across my back, down my sides to my hips.  Down my thighs her hands went, to my calves then made their way back up.  I remember moaning as her hands went across my bottom, and then up my back, then down my side brushing against the sides of my breasts.  She poured a little more oil on me and then she oiled everything again.  Her hands reached my bottom again and onto the insides of my thighs.  I felt my legs open as if on their own.  I was very excited by this time and when she got to my privates, I orgasmed… twice.  I rolled over onto my back, reached up and grabbed her and pulled her into a kiss.  Then we went at it like wild animals, kissing, hugging, embracing, stroking, licking, trying to give the other more pleasure then we were receiving.  We got so physical that we broke an aluminum lounge chair.  Cynthia and I had a torrid sex affair for the rest of that summer, until she went back to her college, she introduced me to many physical pleasures, including toys.  Sadly, I never saw her again after that summer, she had gotten married that year and moved away.  After that, I buried all those feelings and became “normal”, as people expected me to back then.

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Pafe,
Thank you for your understanding. Two old Ladies? Surely not, you are as young as Achat makes you feel. I've even started looking at boudoir shoes myself, lol.

  Thank you Bluedenim… but right now this is making me feel like I'm 130 years old.

I have to agree with Pafe ( heheh… they are old ladies    )

  LOL!!!  I love you Covems… you can always make me laugh.

I would like to say one thing on my little soap box… I would like to congratulate the Moderators for the great job they've been doing.  They saw something that concerned them, and instead of a knee jerk reaction, they brought it up for a discussion, and are now allowing us, the members of the Forum, to decide.  Thank you.

  I want to second that.  Thank you moderators for everything you do here in our Village.

The main thing everyone needs to remember is that each one of us is unique and different. We are all special. Whatever the case may be for the forum in the future. The biggest thing we can do is treat one another with as much love and encouragement as we can. This forum is a family so we look out for one another. Someone gets hurt we will be there if they let us. Someone has good news, we listen and celebrate. OK so probably sidetracked off the main point a couple times but that is me lol my mind always jumps.

  Thank you Sexi… That's one of the many reasons I love this Forum Village and all of the people in it. 

  Just so you know… I voted:  No.

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  Thank you TightFit74… if you are reading the Forum… which you must be… know this:

I for one, MISS you.

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Disclaimer
Warning!  This post contains no sex scenes at all.  For those that are offended by posts with nothing about sex in them, I suggest you move on to one that will be more suitable to your tastes.

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In The Beginning
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  I landed at the airport in Las Vegas around 2:30 PM and after a short shuttle ride to the AChat Hotel and Casino, I went to check in and disaster struck!  I was not on the registration for the charity conference, and to make it even worse, they didn't have any rooms available in the wing where the rest of the conference goers were staying.  In fact, the entire Hotel was going to be full for the weekend.  Just Great!  I had called in my reservations and was told that everything was good and that my room would be waiting, and now it was gone.  Ever want to just scream?

    After some sweet talking and eyelash batting with one of the managers, I was able to secure a room in the wing next to the one that the conferences were going to be held in.  Sheesh!  This has started out like the trip from hell, I was beginning to regret my decision to go on it.  I finally got to my room, which was on the 8th floor, around 5 PM.  I was pretty tired from the trip, but I still unpacked my bags and hung my dresses up in the closet.  Then I called home to let everyone know that I arrived safely (I didn't tell them about the hotel mix-up), after that I hopped into the shower for a quick rinse off, and climbed into the bed to take a nap.

    Now, the room I was staying in had two queen beds in it as Connie was supposed to be sharing the room with me.  I had lied to the manager and told him that my roommate would be joining me, so I needed a double occupancy room.  I figured that if they were going to move me around, and it being their fault, I wanted a bigger room than a single.  I got it, but now here I was, all alone.  The room also was a connecting room with the one next to it, so there was a door in the middle of the wall opposite the bathroom.  The balcony had a nice view of the city from the 8th floor, and I was anxious to see how it looked at night when it was dark and all the lights were lit.  I managed to doze off for about 30 minutes when I heard a loud bang, which startled me awake.  Then another loud bang followed by what seemed like a crash, as if something had fallen in the room next to mine.

    “Oh great.”  I thought, “Noisy neighbors.  Just what I need.  Can't anything on this trip go right?”

  I was awake now, and I was getting hungry, so I got dressed and headed down to get some dinner.  I located one of the restaurants in the hotel and sat down for a nice meal, again all alone.  Dinner was delicious and after having a full tummy, I thought that perhaps the trip would be better, and I was sure I would meet some nice people the next day at the conferences.  I went into the casino and did a little gambling at a couple of slot machines, didn't win anything though.  I was getting a little bored playing the slots, so I decided to head back up to my room, and maybe watch some television.

    I got off the elevator and started down the hallway to my room and I saw this woman ahead of me, she looked like she’s about my age, in her early 30's, shoulder length blonde hair, slender, and drunk.  She was wearing a skin tight, black dress that looked like it was painted on, with a hemline that came down just below her butt, there was a long run on each of the legs on the back of her stockings, she had on black heels and she was weaving down the hallway with her room key in her left hand, a purse in the other hand, and going my way.  “Please let her be further down the hall”, I thought as I got closer to my room.  “Oh God, she's stopping.” I said to myself, once I realized that she wasn't going any further.

    Yep… sure enough… she was in the room next to mine.  That explained all the noise.  I was watching her as I got closer and I could see she was having trouble getting the key into the slot.  I mean, she was missing the lock entirely.  “Hi”, I said, “let me.” and I took the key from her hand and put it into the slot and turned the knob, opened the door slightly and pressed the key back into her hand.  She looked at me a little, while pushing the door open and I could only see the left side of her face, and I thought that she was probably very pretty when sober, she then slurred something that was a cross between “thanks” and “okay”.  She went in, the door closed and all I could do was shake my head, and go into my own room.  “Oh brother”, I said, “and so it continues.”

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  Stone and Jayc… I am loving this story.  I look forward to each installment, it's well written with an air of mystery to it.  Thank you both so much for sharing this with the Forum Village.

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  Everything is adorable… I love all the designs here, and I would definitely purchase them.  I have one request though… and no… it's not for boudoir shoes.  My request is when these are released, would it be possible to have the arm coverings as a seperate item.  Similar to the gloves… there are times when I prefer to have my arms bare, and other times when I would like them covered.  Thanks 

  Now…. about those shoes…

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  I seem to have stirred things up with my post in the ECUADOR:  WTF!? topic, which I am now regretting.  PLEASE, Please, please… do not change the Forum.  Please do not label anything.  Please do not cen-sor or segregate anyone or anyone's post.  Which is what any sort of labeling will do.

  Bluedenim is right… if we label one thing, we have to label everything, and once it gets going, where will it stop?  The Forum has functioned very well without any sort of catagorizing of anyone's postings, so there's no need to change anything. 

  I sincerely was not trying to change the way anyone posts here, I was just simply stating a fact about one person that I know of.  I want to apologize to the Forum for any misunderstandings, we're just a couple of old ladies who are stuck in our ways, and I'm sure there are people who find our behavior and our lifestyle offensive.  The needs, wants and desires of the many out weigh the needs, wants and desires of the few… or the one, so please allow the Forum to go on as it has, without labels of any kind.  Thank you.

  Why not put it to a vote and let the Forum Village members decide if there should be labels on the postings.  I for one will vote “no”.

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ouch….this is no good…..i'm sorry and really sad hearing this!

  Don't be sad HB… we all had to go through everything we did to get to the place where we are today.  She is loving life now (and has been for quite some time), and is genuinely happy with the person she is. 

I'm sorry to read this. Hope she feels much better today and is able to forget what has happened to her. Though the forum has many other topics too…

  She's okay with it now, she came to terms with her past.  She doesn't forget it, but doesn't dwell in it either.  You know of whom I speak, and you know her personality, but she feels that she doesn't want to cens-or anyone's views or opinions or make any complaints (though I had put up with them.. lol!!), so she just stopped reading.  The Forum was different when we first started, the BDSM themes were confined to specific places… Janine's Dungeon and Blue's House, for example, now it seems the BDSM thing has spilled over into other topics, too… Funny Finds and whatnot… which made her wary.  I'm not really into that style of play either, but I don't mind the pictures that have popped up in various places… after all I did spread my boudoir shoes all over the Forum… tee hee…

And please, don't stop reading Forum    I will ensure as will the other Mods, that the warnings are placed on topics that may be hard core kink. 

  Brandybee, I'm not going anywhere (you can't get rid of me that easy… lol!!)… I love this Forum Village and all the inhabitants, though I haven't been posting much, I have been reading.  So there's really no need for cens-or-ing any of the topics, which putting any type of a warning on a topic will do to it.  It's really only one person so there's no need to affect others and what they want to post.

  When I read or find something that I think will interest her, I point it out.. the GaGaLand or Sexilicious's Animals posts, and the new fashions, for instance.

  I apologize to HB and the Forum for taking this off topic.

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It's disturbing to me everytime I read something like this.  How people can do such things to one another is beyond my understanding. 

From Yahoo News
Jeff Stacklin July 26, 2013 Society

McGinty said of Ariel Castro after the hearing, “This man is the worst of the worst. He is the most violent sexual predator a community can offer. He's a manipulator; he has no remorse. … The captor is now the captive.” Castro will not leave prison, McGinty said, “except nailed in a box or in an ash can. … That's the best justice we can achieve here.”

Earlier this summer, a grand jury indicted Castro on 977 charges, including kidnapping, rape and murder.
As part of the plea deal, 40 counts that were considered redundant were dropped from the indictment. Ultimately, he pleaded guilty to 937 charges.

Authorities say Castro kidnapped the three women — Gina DeJesus, 23, Michelle Knight, 32, and Amanda Berry, 27 — and held them captive in his west side Cleveland home for the past decade. While in captivity, authorities say, he chained the women in his basement, repeatedly beat and sexually assaulted them, and allowed them outside his house on only a few occasions.

He also fathered Berry’s 6-year-old daughter while he held Berry captive, authorities say. When he impregnated another of the women, he beat and starved her until she miscarried, which led to an aggravated murder charge. It was that charge that could have resulted in the death penalty.

Castro previously had asked that his 6-year-old daughter be able to visit him, but McGinty said after the hearing that the plea agreement stipulates Castro is a sexual predator and he cannot see the girl.

The women, who did not attend Friday's hearing, were able to escape Castro’s home on May 6. They have not spoken publicly of their ordeal and have released only a video on the Internet thanking the community for being supportive.

McGinty said the women are continuing to get help but that they have “a long way to go,” and he noted that “they were held longer than prisoners in Korea or Vietnam.” He also said the women approved of the plea deal.

Cleveland City Council member Matt Zone, who represents the ward DeJesus lives in, said after the hearing that he spoke with DeJesus' mother, Nancy Ruiz, on Thursday evening. He said Ruiz did not want Castro to get the death penalty but instead spend the rest of his life in prison.

Reuters reported that the law firm Jones Day released a statement on behalf of the three women that said, “Amanda, Gina, and Michelle are relieved by today's plea. They are satisfied by this resolution to the case, and are looking forward to having these legal proceedings draw to a final close in the near future.”

We have a member here in Forum Village, who spent her childhood with abuse like that.  Not by strangers, but by her own family… she left home as soon as she graduated high school, and had years and years problems, with several attempts at taking her own life, but you wouldn't know it now. Scenes of BDSM will still make her feel ill, which is why she's stopped reading the Forum.

Love and kindness can do wonders… there is alway hope for that.

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We use the “Interrogation” room for that.  The only thing missing from it are the bars…  The “room” I would like to see is some sort of campfire, outdoor scene.  But it's almost too late in the season for us here in the north for that.

Also… I'm still waiting for my space ship.

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Congratulations Jeanona… once again you've added something special to AChat, as all the designers have done.  You people amaze me with your talents and your dedication, and I envy that. 

…now… about those shoes…..

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Oh Janine Dee…. welcome back!  I have missed your voice in here.  When I first started with AChat and the Forum, your posts were some of the first ones I read… and as Covems said, I valued you opinion, along with the rest of the “veterans” of the Forum.

Please stay, and continue to post your ideas and thoughts.  Please.

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Arriving at the AChat Bar & Grill, just in time to hear Brandybee's introduction.  Satoire and I hurry past the busy Joe, waving as we go by to Jayc, Stone and all the others at the bar.  I mouth the works… “I'll order something later” as we rush past.

Satoire in the lead… the show business part of her has got her adrenaline fired up.  I can see her starting to sway already before the music even starts.  It's very dark while we make our way in… thank goodness someone's moved all the tables and chairs.  Three loud bangs start the intro as the guitars pick up the melody and the rhythm.

Suddenly lights flash and we can see all the members of Cocks and Roses on the stage… familiar faces now, and they sound very, very good.

Lover begins his strut, and Satoire notes that there's a little Mick Jagger in those moves.  A compliment indeed coming from a professional dancer.

We both begin to sway and dance to the rhythms of the song.  People are screaming and shouting, genuine rock concert mayhem!!  They're perfect, with each change, and nail the song!!

They finish their song… and the lights go out.  We applaud madly… “I hope that's not it.”  I say to Satoire…

“Nah…”  she replies…  “that's only the warm up… it's best that way with a new act… you're able to judge the reactions and adjust your routine.”

“You should know,”  I say … “you should know.  Hold my spot, I'll get us something to drink.”  I rush the bar during the brief break, humming AChat City.

“Joe… if you would be so kind.”  I say to him, “I'll have a diet water, and a Shirley Temple for Satoire.” 

Joe grins back at me at the diet water joke, shaking his head and begins mixing the Shirley Temple.

Having drinks in hand, I hurry back to the crowd and Satoire.  “I heard from Moonie,”  I say quietly to Satoire, “she's supposed to come tonight.”

“I hope she leaves that pistol home.”  Satoire says to me.

“I don't.”  I say, “I hope she brings it and fires off a few shots.”  We both laugh at that and turn our attention back to the stage… 

Satoire leans into me and says, “I hope Covems and Amy show, too.”

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  All my panties, I will send to you
  All my panties, darling they're for you
  All my panties, All my panties oooh
  All my panties I will send to you

  I'm humming the song in my head when MoonCalf says that she is leaving.  Seems she's developed a certain itch and is going home to have her husband scratch it.

  “What do you think?”  Satoire asks me.

  Knowing what that means, I nod my head and tell her I'm getting tired too.  We follow Moonie and stand a step back when she pokes Covems in the back and says her goodbyes to Amy and Cove.

  Satoire and I also thank the two of them for a fun time, and invite them both to chat with us anytime they see us on.  “Don't be strangers.”  I say to them.

  We say our goodbyes to the rest of the people in the bar, and especially to Brandybee for allowing us to wrestle Covems here.  We also thank Momma_Andrea and Lover for the song, which is still in my head, and a special thanks to Lover for coming up with the race idea.  We give them all kisses and hugs.  I want to go say something to the two officers in the spa, but think better of it.  It can wait.

  As we're speaking, Covems goes up to Brandybee and spins her into that kiss.  “Can't go yet Sat.”  I say, “Things look like they might get interesting.” 

  We stand back at watch and listen as Covems and Brandy start going through the negotiation for their bet.  Then MoonCalf comes riding up on her horse!  Flabbergasted at her stunt, we can only stare as Moonie says her piece to Covems and then rides out.

  “She's sure something.”  Satoire says to me.

  “And how.”  Is the only thing I can think of saying.

  Entralled by the terms of the bet we continue watching as the mug gets turned over on Brandybee's shot and Covems smug look gets wiped out once she reveals what's in the glass. 

  Cove meets the terms of the bet, by downing the shot of that horrible liquor, then we watch in amusement as he forces that kiss on Brandy.  During the course of their wrestling, her stinger is bumping things and making sparks.  We jump out of the way of it.

  Finally after everything is calmed down and Covems and Amy leave, we close our coats and adjust our bunny ears, we thank everyone one more time, then Satoire and I go out of the bar and get in Satoire's little car and drive off home.

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Hiya Swayer…

  Welcome to the Forum.  It's the fun place to post your thoughts and to let others know about you.  Please continue to post and share your thoughts with us.

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