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Now kids you might love this story because it's exciting, even arousing but it would be best if you waited and experienced life yourself. This is for a mature audience, people that can handle the power of words in a sexual context. The protagonist in this story is Caroline, of course. She's one gorgeous lady, well known as an editor of an alternative magazine for deviant artists. She was in charge of the female erotica and championed women in power, even the more aggressive of the sexes. Caroline was careful to keep a certain respectability to her magazine's vision but she loved some of the submitted stories that were as pornographic as Penthouse Letters!
Caroline was a normal human being and easily excited by sexual images and pornographic prose but she was not a sex addict at all. At the same time she'd been eyeing a new writer on the Travel writing team. He kept to himself but held some secret deep down that made him an interesting prospect. His name was strange and she liked to whisper it when she pleasured herself; yes Caroline masturbated like everyone else, in private and making it last. She have a fantasy made up in her head about the new writer named randahl; he comes into her office and drops a file on her desk. "What's this?" she wanted to know. "I wrote a story about you. But no one would know it's you. Tell me if it's too naughty to print," randahl chuckled. Caroline opened the file and picked up the papers, fanning them where she began to inspect a paragraph that grabbed her attention. The scene involved a sexual position that was specific: the male and female were in the 69 position and quite active in their pleasure. She could feel the warmth along her inner thigh as she pictured what the words described.
"I'll be sure and read it and let you know," she tells him. "Remember that when I wrote it, I imagined you as the protagonist," he teased as he left the office. She watched his backside as he walked away and thought 'nice ass for a guy' and when he was out of sight, she thumbed through his story about her in adult situations and put it away in her satchel, to read at home. She wanted to be alone.

ACT II (to be cont.)

Description
Now kids you might love this story because it's exciting, even arousing but it would be best if you waited and experienced life yourself. This is for a mature audience, people that can handle the power of words in a sexual context. The protagonist in this story is Caroline, of course. She's one gorgeous lady, well known as an editor of an alternative magazine for deviant artists. She was in charge of the female erotica and championed women in power, even the more aggressive of the sexes. Caroline was careful to keep a certain respectability to her magazine's vision but she loved some of the submitted stories that were as pornographic as Penthouse Letters!
Caroline was a normal human being and easily excited by sexual images and pornographic prose but she was not a sex addict at all. At the same time she'd been eyeing a new writer on the Travel writing team. He kept to himself but held some secret deep down that made him an interesting prospect. His name was strange and she liked to whisper it when she pleasured herself; yes Caroline masturbated like everyone else, in private and making it last. She have a fantasy made up in her head about the new writer named randahl; he comes into her office and drops a file on her desk. "What's this?" she wanted to know. "I wrote a story about you. But no one would know it's you. Tell me if it's too naughty to print," randahl chuckled. Caroline opened the file and picked up the papers, fanning them where she began to inspect a paragraph that grabbed her attention. The scene involved a sexual position that was specific: the male and female were in the 69 position and quite active in their pleasure. She could feel the warmth along her inner thigh as she pictured what the words described.
"I'll be sure and read it and let you know," she tells him. "Remember that when I wrote it, I imagined you as the protagonist," he teased as he left the office. She watched his backside as he walked away and thought 'nice ass for a guy' and when he was out of sight, she thumbed through his story about her in adult situations and put it away in her satchel, to read at home. She wanted to be alone.

ACT II (to be cont.)