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"Island Paradise: Forever"  :  Chapter 10 of ??  :  Revised!
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   Lindsay was disappointed, but understood nevertheless when
I insisted that she throw on something to cover up the wicked
leather outfit which currently adorned her body.  I explained
to her that Atlantis was a family resort, and I was fairly
certain that the staff would not enjoy someone who looked
like a billion-dollar whore strolling through its hallways.
   Lindsay opted for a light, silk-lined jacket which went
all the way down to her knees.  It did not hide the lower
portion of her thigh-high leather boots, but at least did
cover up the slutty mini-skirt that she wore, as well as the
buttoned-down, sleeveless vest upon her upper torso.
   Still, with her exotic dose of mascara and even a hint of
those nasty, leather boots, Lindsay received quite a few
looks and stares of admiration from others as we quickly
made our way out of the resort, and to the parking lot.
   After hopping into our rental car, Lindsay peeled her
jacket off and tossed it into the backseat.  She then slumped
down a bit in her own seat and spread her firm, lithe thighs,
and slid a hand between them.  "I'm so horny right now," she
told me, her tone breathless.  "Get me to that strip club so
I can perform there, Jeremy, before I cream my pussy."
   My eyes wide, I stared at Lindsay in wanderlust as she
busily fingered herself in the carseat.  We were in a public
parking lot, of course, and anyone could have walked by our
vehicle right now and been witness to Lindsay's lewd, open
masturbation display.  At the same time, though, I really
don't think that she would have minded having an audience.
   Obviously, Lindsay was incredibly aroused right now.  I
equated her to a freight train out of control.  And yet, her
journey tonight had not even begun.  I tried to imagine what
my thoughts would be hours from now - after Lindsay danced
and stripped on stage at the gentlemen's club.  I also tried
to gauge what my feelings would be like if she were to make
good on her promise and seduce an entire group of strangers.
I could just imagine the scene of sexual carnage...

                           * * *

   After escorting Lindsay to the strip club, she checked in
as a contestant for their nightly amateur contest at the bar,
then was ushered to the back by the manager.  I did sneak a
quick kiss to her, though, and wished her the best of luck.
   After purchasing a soft drink from the bar (I'm strictly
a no alcohol man), I found an empty table and took a seat
there.  I was one of perhaps 200 men in the audience, and it
seemed to be a pretty lively, raucous atmosphere as a feature
dancer by the name of Jenna was currently doing her thing on
the stage.  The crowd was very hot for Jenna - a well-stacked
blonde - who made good use of the stage's steel pole as she
peeled layers of sexy lingerie away from her body.
   Jenna was a beautiful woman - no doubt - but my mind was
obviously focused upon Lindsay right now.  I wondered if the
insatiable hellcat was causing any sort of trouble in the
back right now.  Lindsay was more wound up and energized
tonight than I had ever saw her, with the possible exception
of our wedding night.  Had she thrown herself at the manager
who escorted her to the back, and sexually attacked him?
Was my precious angel getting reamed up the ass right now?
   The idea may have seemed far-fetched, but nothing was
far-fetched when Lindsay was involved.  I vividly remembered
our trip to Scotland earlier in the year, when she and Devon
started a near riot one evening at the hotel we were staying
at.  The two ladies wound up getting gang-banged beyond any
and all belief - yet they still thirsted for more.

   After Jenna's performance came to a close, she collected
a round of tips from the club's patrons at the front of the
stage.  I decided to chip in as well, solely because I have
a definite weakness for beautiful women with blonde hair.
Instead of the standard dollar tip, however, I slipped her a
single $100 bill.  Jenna's face seemed to light up as I
handed it to her, and she graciously thanked me for the tip.
   On the stage next was the club's emcee, who announced to
the audience that it was time for the amateur contest to
begin.  Loud hoots and hollers were heard as the emcee said
that there were a total of five lovely ladies who would be
competing for the grand prize of $250.
   The first contestant was Sandy, a 30-something housewife
type who appeared to be living out a fantasy of hers as she
paraded her body about on the stage.  Perhaps Sandy was not
as young or beautiful as many of the club patrons would have
preferred, but I found her quite appealing.  She stripped
down to her G-string and heels, and danced about some more,
then collected a round of tips and blew kisses to the crowd.
   The next two contestants were Rochelle and Amber, and
thus, I naturally began to worry about Lindsay.  What was
that little slut doing right now in the back?  Rochelle was
an African-American college girl type, who received a good
reaction from the audience.  Amber, on the other hand, did
not do all that much for me.  She had dark hair and was not
very attractive.  Others in the club felt that way, too,
although I decided to lift her spirits with a $100 tip.
   The fourth dancer was named Brianna, which told me the
fifth (and last) woman in the contest would be my precious
Lindsay.  I did not think Sandy, Rochelle or Amber would
provide much competition for Lindsay in the contest, but
Brianna was different.  The crowd was definitely into her.
   And why not?  Brianna had the type of body which would
look excellent in a centerfold magazine, though her variety
of tattoos did not pull my crank at all.  Nevertheless, she
was a gorgeous blonde and because of her voluptuous figure,
I wondered to myself if it would be the deciding factor if
she were to beat out Lindsay for the grand prize.  I would
choose Lindsay, naturally - but others may feel differently
due to the allure of Brianna's large, massive breasts.

   When it was time for my young bride to take her turn, a
loud chorus of cheers and whistles were heard as Lindsay
made eye contact with several of the patrons while taking her
place on center stage.  Just before the music started, she
offered her "come fuck me" glare to everyone in the crowd.
Then, Lindsay turned her back to the masses and spread her
legs far apart.  It was time for her routine to begin.
   Very slowly, Lindsay bent over at the waist and pulled
her leather mini-skirt up.  A loud cheer was heard as those
in the audience got a tempting glimpse of her little, tight
ass.  The 19-year-old wiggled it about for a bit, then spun
around on a boot-heel and cupped her breasts through the
black leather vest and matching bra she had on.  I smiled to
myself as the crowd seemed to be just as much into Lindsay
as they were for the supremely-stacked Brianna.
   Lindsay's hips bumped and undulated to the music as she
then unsnapped her little mini-skirt at the side, and whisked
it off.  Even her G-string was black and made of leather.
The blonde then peeled her vest off as well, and flaunted
herself around the stage through a series of naughty dances
in just her bra and G-string, and those thigh-high boots.
   A man who appeared old enough to pass for Lindsay's
grandfather was seated near the side of the stage, held up
a wad of money and waved it about.  Soon, Lindsay spotted
the man and sashayed her way over to him.  She twirled her
back to him and shook and thrusted her perfect ass for his
eyes, before turning her head and saying something to him.
   The man smiled and looked as though he may have a heart
attack as he then reached up with both hands and glided
Lindsay's G-string downward, but not before making time to
squeeze and grope her firm ass.  When the G-string was pulled
over her boots and then all the way down, and off, the old
man even managed to cop a quick feel of Lindsay's pussy.
   Naturally, several men in the audience got up from their
respective tables and ventured toward that side of the stage.
I was worried for a moment, but after a second man reached
up and openly groped one of her legs, Lindsay stepped away
before things got too far out of hand.
   She wiggled her way back to center stage, and disposed of
her bra in the process.  The expression upon her face was
all too familiar to me.  Lindsay wanted to get fucked.  Even
more, she wanted to get fucked RIGHT NOW.  She conveyed
those emotions to every man in the building with her eyes.
   Lindsay cupped and squeezed her smallish breasts as she
danced and swiveled about in just the sexy pair of leather
boots.  The crowd was becoming unruly, which only seemed to
add more fuel to Lindsay's inner fire.
   The nymphomaniac leaned back against the pole and held on
tight, then began squirming and bucking her hips about as if
she were in the process of getting drilled during sex.  The
cat-calls and whistles had now reached a fever pitch, as had
Lindsay.  The emcee apparently caught wind of this as well,
and decided to put an end to her performance even before the
rock song had reached its conclusion.  He obviously did not
want a sexual riot to break out within the club.

   There was a round of boos for the emcee, but Lindsay got
a tremendous applause from the leery-eyed audience when her
name was announced again.  She ventured to the back after
collecting her tips, but came out moments later with the
other four women in the contest.  With all of them totally
nude, the emcee asked the crowd to help him choose tonight's
$250 grand prize winner.  "It's very simple... whomever gets
the loudest reaction wins the contest!"
   I felt sorry for Sandy, Rochelle and Amber as there was
literally no response from the crowd when their names were
called.  Brianna - who I earlier felt was my wife's only
real competition - received a nice pop, but the roar for
Lindsay literally tore the roof down.
   The look upon her face was golden and priceless as the
emcee presented her with the winning check.  Lindsay jumped
and bounced about upon the stage for awhile, waving her hand
to the crowd, then finally made eye contact with me.  She
offered me a little wave and a loving smile, then turned
around and went to the back with the other contestants.

                           * * *

   A good half-hour after her performance ended, I had not
heard a single word from Lindsay.  Again, naturally, I was
a bit worried about her.  Rochelle and Amber emerged from
the back room - totally dressed - and exited the club a mere
10 minutes after they stepped off stage.  Another dancer,
Sandy, followed suit.  She sought out a man in the crowd -
probably her husband - and left arm-in-arm with him.
   I almost felt like bursting through that side door which
led to the back, but knew I would never make it since there
were a pair of muscled bouncers guarding it.  What in the
world was Lindsay doing back there for all this time?
   I received a slight ray of hope, however, once Brianna
emerged from the secretive door.  She seemed uninterested
when I made my way up to her, but that all changed once I
introduced myself as Lindsay's husband.
   "Oh, she is such a sweet girl!" Brianna gushed.  "Is she
really your wife?  Lindsay told me her husband was in the
crowd.  Do you know what she did?  She gave me her winner's
check, as well as all of her tips.  Said she didn't need the
money.  It was a good three or four hundred bucks total!"
   "Can you tell me where Lindsay is right now?"
   Brianna shrugged her shoulders and replied, "Last time I
saw her, she was going into the manager's office."  Oh God...
"I have no idea why she would go in there.  This is my third
night at this club, and the manager has never asked to speak
to me in private.  I wonder what they could be doing..."
   My eyes were wide as I pleaded, "Could you do me a favor?
Tell those bouncers over there that Lindsay is my wife, and
I am worried about her.  She has been back there a really
long time.  I want to see her.  I figure those guys will
listen to you a lot more than they'll listen to me."  To
sweeten the deal, I flashed a $100 bill before Brianna's
eyes.  "It's yours if you talk to them.  I want to see her!"
   "Can't turn that down," the shapely blonde grinned, taking
the bill from my grasp and then going back toward the door.
While she spoke to the bouncers, both of them looked over at
me and offered suspicious glares.  Apparently, Brianna was
able to do a little convincing, though, as one of the men
nodded his head at her and then slipped into the back.
   "He said he is going to find out where your wife is, and
get back to you," Brianna nodded while approaching me.  She
patted my hand and added, "Lindsay is such a sweetheart.  I
can't believe that she gave me her prize winnings and tips.
I wish other girls here were more like her!"
   "Do you live here, in the Bahamas?" I wondered.
   "I wish!" Brianna laughed.  "Actually, my husband and I
are on our honeymoon.  We live in California.  This is my
third night in the amateur contest here, as I said.  By
performing here and making some extra money, hopefully, we
can replenish our bank account a bit when returning home."
   "Thank you for helping me with Lindsay," I offered,
reaching into my shirt pocket and pulling out a money clip.
Brianna's eyes went wide as I handed it to her, saying,
"It's a thousand dollars.  I'm sure that you can use it.
It's yours for helping me out."
   "Th-thank you!" Brianna exclaimed, her eyes wide, as she
thumbed through the bills.  "Are... are you sure?"
   "Lindsay was right," I told her.  "She does not need the
money.  Neither do I.  Buy your husband something nice with
it, or as you said, simply put it in the bank."
   "Thank you!" she reiterated, a big grin upon her face.
"Hey... maybe we can meet up again sometime.  Lindsay said
you two were staying at the Atlantis, and gave me the room
number.  She even said some friends were with you, too!"
   "Friends..." I smirked, thinking of my other two wives,
as well as our lovely housekeeper.  "You could say that."
   Just then, the bouncer returned from the back room and
motioned for me to come over to him.  Brianna thanked me
yet again before we parted ways.  The man, speaking in a
rough voice, told me to follow him.  I did so - through the
door and to the secured area of the exotic dance club.  He
guided me toward a closed door which had "Manager's Office"
perched across its front.  "She's in there," the muscle-head
grunted, before turning and walking away.
   Unsure whether or not I should just barge in, I shrugged
my shoulders and took the initiative.  I opened the door and
went inside, and nearly had my own heart attack as a result.

                           * * *

   Lindsay was completely nude and bent over the oakwood
desk, her hands clutching its front, as the club's manager
stood behind her and busily stroked his cock in-and-out of
her pussy.  "Oh yes!" Lindsay screeched once she realized
that I had stepped into the office as well.
   I then noticed a pair of men seated upon the sofa in the
corner, rubbing their respective cocks, with their eyes
trained solely upon Lindsay.  There seemed to be a fresh
coat of sperm dangled across the 19-year-old's charming face
as well.  I wondered how long this had been going on...
   "Jeremy!" Lindsay exclaimed, turning her head to look
back at the manager, who dutifully pumped her pussy from
behind.  "Jeremy, this is Robert!  Robert, my husband!"
   "Pleased to meet you," the 40-something man grinned, his
breathing ragged.  "Quite a FINE piece of ass you have for a
wife, here.  I've seen many come and go through this club
over the years, but none quite like Lindsay."
   "Apparently not," I murmured, while watching my bride get
hammered by what was a stranger.
   "Oh fuck yes!" Lindsay howled, her expression full of
wanton desire.  "FUCK!  Yes Robert, fuck me!  Fuck me!"
   The man grunted as he fiercely clutched Lindsay's ass
with both hands, before starting his all-out assault upon
her pussy.  He thrusted himself into her depths at a truly
blinding speed - much faster than before - his erection
blazing a deep trail.  Lindsay squirmed and writhed about
in response to his powerful actions, then reached back with
both hands and spread her asscheeks apart, allowing the man
the deepest amount of penetration possible.
   "YES!" Lindsay screamed in wild passion.  "YES!  FUCK ME!"
   "What a fucking slut!" Robert roared as he continued to
pound his cock in-and-out of her from behind.  "I'm not quite
enough to satisfy you, and neither are my two friends!"  He
glanced over at the pair of men, who were still stroking
their respective cocks on the nearby sofa, then back at
Lindsay.  "You ask me for more men!  Well, you little slut,
your wish will soon be granted!  You'll have five men to
satisfy and take care of!  Six, if you do your husband!"

   My eyes went wide in passion as I realized that Lindsay's
long-awaited gang-bang was going to take place right here in
this very office - tonight.

                           * * *

   Robert let out a booming growl, then thrusted himself
into Lindsay one final time before grasping her hips with
all of the strength in his hands.  Then, he seemed to let
himself go.  His cock exploded, obviously firing spurt after
spurt of hot sperm deep within my wife's awaiting pussy.
   Meanwhile, Lindsay was experiencing an orgasm of her own.
With her eyes closed and face flushed with pure ecstasy,
she grinded her little ass upon the man's pelvis as he
emptied his seed into her.  Both individuals screamed and
roared in mutual release, their senses colliding as one.
It was very unique to witness Lindsay with another man...
   After such a torrid, physical encounter, most women would
be satisfied.  However, Lindsay was anything but normal.
Once Robert finally withdrew his deflated shaft from the
confines of her pussy, Lindsay turned her attention toward
the pair of men on the sofa and smiled sweetly at them.
   The little vixen wiggled away from the desk and strolled
over to the two guys, then dropped to her knees before them
and grasped both of their hard cocks with her hands.  She
whacked them off simultaneously, her eyes alive with desire,
before taking one of those big erections into her mouth and
offering it a proper sucking.
   I would later learn that the names of these two guys were
Will and Jason.  For now, Lindsay bobbed her blonde head
up-and-down over Will's bulging cock, while she continued to
busily stroke Jason's at the same time.  Jason appeared a
tad jealous for a bit, but that changed once Lindsay shifted
her focus and swallowed his whole cock right down her throat.
Meanwhile, she went back to stroking Will's shaft.
   Will certainly enjoyed the handjob, but he had something
better in mind as he slid off the sofa and dropped to his
knees.  His right hand immediately gravitated itself toward
Lindsay's firm, drumtight ass.  After roughly massaging it
for several seconds, Will offered Lindsay a series of playful
swats and smacks, saying, "Man... look at that ass!  That has
to be the sweetest, most perfect little ass I have ever seen!"
   Lindsay giggled at the man's lewd comment as he then
positioned himself on his knees directly behind her.  Will
groped and squeezed the 19-year-old's taut ass for a little
while longer, but soon got an even better idea as he grasped
his erection and pressed it to the folds of Lindsay's pussy.
   "Oh yes," the vixen moaned, glancing over her shoulder at
Will, as he forged his way into her velvety depths.  "Oh God
yes... that feels so good.  Fuck me!  Fuck me HARD!"
   Will wasted no time as he latched onto Lindsay's hips
with both hands and began to thrust himself into her.  My
princess then opened her mouth and swallowed Jason's cock
once again.  She bobbed away upon it in a furious fashion,
while Will continually hammered himself into her from behind.
   "It's good to see that you guys finally showed," Robert
grinned as a new pair of men - numbers four and five for
Lindsay - made their way into the office just behind me.
"As you can see," Robert said, motioning toward Lindsay, "I
was not lying when I said I had a prime piece of ass here."
   I did not enjoy this man talking about my wife in such
graphic terms, but was in no capacity to dispute him.  The
two new men (Kevin and Nathan, I would later learn) studied
Lindsay with their eyes and nodded their heads at what they
saw.  Obviously, they were very pleased.
   As Will pumped himself in-and-out of Lindsay, a look of
undeniable lust soon washed over Jason's face.  His cock had
been receiving the royal treatment, courtesy of Lindsay's
skillful mouth, and apparently he could not handle anymore
of the pleasure.  He grunted and growled in wild ecstasy
while shooting a heavy load of semen right down my wife's
hungry throat.  Much to her credit, Lindsay swallowed every
last drop of his cream - not allowing any of it to seep free.
   "FUCK ME!" Lindsay suddenly demanded, now able to focus
her efforts upon Will.  "OH, FUCK!  YES, YOUR COCK!  COCK!
PUSSY!  FUCK MY PUSSY!  FUCK!  HARDER!  FUCK ME!"
   Will obviously used all of the energy within his body as
he forged his way deep into her.  Lindsay writhed in total
lust, her body convulsing, as she continued to scream out
her quite lustful, profanity-laced feelings.
   Will held onto Lindsay's sweet ass for dear life as his
cock then erupted deep within the confines of her pussy.  A
look of pure satisfaction was etched upon his face, his body
wildly twitching about in the enormous, heated sensations.

                           * * *

   After Will finally eased his cock out of Lindsay's pussy,
the pair of newcomers - Kevin and Nathan - quickly stripped
off their clothing and made their way over to the insatiable
hellcat.  It was at this exact moment in time that I truly
realized how much of a slut Lindsay had become.
   Never mind the fact that less than an hour ago, she was
showcasing her nude body for a group of strangers out there
on that stage.  Even though it was very exciting to witness,
I could not believe that my wife was willing to let five -
count them, five - total strangers gang-bang her like this.
   It just seemed to me that a woman giving herself to guys
like this - men that she did not even remotely know - was
perhaps the most slutty thing any female could possibly do.
Lindsay had taken things up a notch, though.  Not only was
the little minx letting them gang-bang her, but she was in
the process of perfecting the art.  This wasn't, of course,
the first time that Lindsay had done this sort of thing.  I
inwardly wondered if this woman had any limits at all...

                           * * *

   There was a tremendous bulge within my shorts - and not
surprisingly, it ached in the most erotic of fashions - as
Kevin dropped to the floor and laid down upon his back.  He
then grasped Lindsay by the waist and brought her on top of
him, his own erection nestled hard against her soaked slit.
Lindsay skewered herself upon the man's shaft, then squealed
with intense arousal as it was punched deep into her folds.
   The young nymphomaniac clutched her smallish breasts with
both hands and massaged them thoroughly as she began to ride
and buck about upon Kevin's massive erection.
   Meanwhile, Nathan knelt down directly behind Lindsay and
placed his own cock between her asscheeks.  Lindsay turned
and offered him a knowing glance, then leaned all the way
forward until her breasts were squished upon Kevin's chest.
She let out a wild, animalistic growl as Nathan then popped
his rock-hard member into the tight, unforgiving entrance of
her puckered rectum.  He groaned himself as inch after hard
inch slowly but surely disappeared into her bowels.
   The hot, frenetic look upon Lindsay's darling face told
me all that I needed to know - with a cock in both her pussy
and ass at the same time, she was in absolute Heaven.
   The two men soon caught a rhythm together, and were busy
offering Lindsay a hard, unrelenting double-fuck.  Kevin and
Nathan pistoned themselves in-and-out of her respective
orifices, proving that my princess was a full-service slut.
She would gladly take a cock anywhere in her body.
   Robert, the club's manager, got up from his desk chair
and quickly made his way over to Lindsay.  Stroking his shaft
with a hand, Robert growled, "Open your mouth, you little
whore!  It's time for a drink!"
   Still moaning and grimacing from the sensations of two
erections stuffed deep within her, Lindsay sat up slightly
and opened her mouth wide for the older man.  Almost on cue,
Robert roared out as he stroked his cock, its sticky juices
spurting out and completely saturating Lindsay's sweet face,
as well as what was once her immaculately-styled blonde hair.
The 19-year-old giggled and snorted in erotic glee as thick
strands of Robert's semen dangled from her chin and lips,
before she scooped them up with a hand and swallowed them.
   "Oh fuck!" Lindsay squealed as Kevin and Nathan then
began to thrust away at her with an even quicker rate of
speed.  "Oh wow, that feels so fucking good!  YEAH!"
   It did not last long, however.  An expression of erotic
anguish soon gripped Nathan's face as he buried his shaft
all the way into Lindsay's rectum, an instant before he lost
control of himself and his bodily functions.  It was obvious
that Nathan was pumping his thick, manly seed into the far
reaches of Lindsay's bowels, while moaning out like a madman.
I wondered how much cum her body could handle...
   Kevin was the next to go.  After Nathan withdrew himself
from Lindsay's ass, the naughty blonde was able to ride and
bounce about upon Kevin's cock for a short time.  The man
soon grasped her hips, though, and let himself go as the
familiar explosion occurred within him as well.
   With sperm from five complete strangers in various parts
of her body, Lindsay seemed a little rattled, but was still
eager and ready for some more.
   After disengaging herself from Kevin's satisfied member,
Lindsay was immediately met by Jason - who had earlier
pumped a fresh load into her hungry, awaiting mouth.
   My wife squealed with arousal as Jason flipped her onto
her back, and then mounted her in the missionary position.
An instant later, his hips were a blur as he thrusted his
way in-and-out of Lindsay - giving her everything he could.
   The action between the pair of lust-lovers was quite fast
and intense, and even violent.  Their bodies rocked and
slapped together, the sounds echoing loudly throughout the
small, dimly-lit office.  This seemed more like a nasty
scene from one of Amy's X-rated movies.  Instead, this was
reality - and Lindsay (not Amy) was the star.
   Lindsay, whose senses had to be on erotic overload, went
through what surely had to be an earth-shattering orgasm.
The same could be said for Jason, who soon yanked his cock
from Lindsay's pussy and literally erupted like a volcano
all over her flat stomach and little breasts.  His sperm was
flying in all directions until he collapsed on top of her.
   The sultry blonde embraced the stranger with both arms in
the aftermath, clutching him tightly, before letting out a
pleasurable moan.  For the time being, at least, all five of
Lindsay's "boyfriends" were tapped out.  They needed a rest.

                           * * *

   After Jason sighed in exquisite satisfaction, he rolled
off of Lindsay, who slowly sat up and surveyed the office.
Her face and long-flowing blonde hair were absolutely soaked
with sperm, as was her chest and stomach.  I simply could not
believe that my innocent wife looked like a rancid cum-slut.
   Lindsay caught her first glimpse of me in several minutes,
and smiled as a result.  Then, she rose up to her knees and
slowly made her way over to me.  For an instant, I thought
that she would yank my shorts down and offer me one of her
patented blowjobs.  After all, mine was the only hard cock
left in the entire room - and, quite obviously, her needs
had not yet been satisfied tonight.
   Once the distance was closed between us, however, Lindsay
wrapped both arms around my waist and buried the side of her
face upon my stomach.  On her knees, she held that position
for several seconds, finally saying, "I love you, Jeremy."
Lindsay let out a tender moan, then decided to keep her arms
around my waist in an embrace for at least two more minutes.

   It was at this time that another realization suddenly
dawned upon me.  Lindsay may forever be wild and adventurous,
but at the end of the day - everyday - I could rest assured
that the little hellcat would always return to the one place
where she truly belonged in life - home, in my arms.
   Why?
   Because no matter how much Lindsay was consumed by her
unquenchable lust, her feelings of love and devotion for me
far outweighed them.  If I was sure of only one thing in this
world, that was it.  I was Lindsay's centerpiece in life -
just as she was for me.  That would never change.
   This very moment in time - as Lindsay hugged my waist with
both arms - reminded me that she and I were perfect together.
   "I love you too, princess..."


                  <<<- End of Part 10 ->>>


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*** READER FEEDBACK has been mostly non-existent for the
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eventually finish it - please let me know through e-mail.
I have no desire to keep writing without any feedback.

Thank you  -  HighlanderJM@hotmail.com



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