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That's How Its Done Here In The Souththis story is part of the FanClub (fm:threesomes, 4737 words)

Author: Papa Cali Picture in profile
Added: Aug 16 2007Views / Reads: 7318 / 6173 [84%]Story vote: 9.10 (10 votes)
I made my way out to Atlanta one night to meet up with Heather. I meet up with Heather usually five or six times a year for some wild sex at the Dark Raven Inn. However this time was different, and we meet an interesting waitress who open our eyes to n
 


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It was a stormy night in Atlanta. My bones rattled with chills as I struggled through sheets of rain that slapped against my body. My thin windbreaker failed it only job, as I felt the dampness soak into my clothes which sucked onto my skin. It was a terrible night, but this struggle of the elements was worth it. For tonight, I would meet my angel, and nothing would warm my drenched body more than her embrace.

I had stumbled through the storm, leaving a quiet and cold hotel lobby to a greasy spoon diner down the street. It was only three doors down, but with each solid and unforgiving sheet of water that splashed upon my chest, my destination appeared more and more to be miles away.

As I opened the door to the diner, I was met with some dull overhead lighting and a brisk coldness from the air conditioning that shot through my body instantly. Bad lighting and sudden hypothermia meant nothing to me, as I scanned through the patrons and booths. I had one person to find.

Her smile lit up the room like a beacon on a hazy night. My Heather sat attentively like a polite schoolgirl at her lonely desk anxiously waiting for her instructor to show up. I sloshed my way in, desecrating the tiled floors with my sopping shoes. I sloshed my way in, through the sea of expressionless faces. I sloshed my way in, past the thick aroma of freshly deep fried food. I sloshed my way towards her. My angel. ...

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