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Title: {ASSM} Innocence Lost Ch. Fourteen (14/36) {Bradley Stoke} (HF Hf)
Author: Bradley Stoke
Part: Chapter 14 of 36
Keywords: HF Hf
Short Summary: Dodie returns to Innocence's bosom.

Innocence Lost
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Resume of whole novel
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Innocence is a girl quite simply lost in a world where she feels she 
doesn't belong. And no wonder! Innocence is no ordinary girl. Despite 
her beauty, she has a penis and a pair of testicles that marks her out 
from everyone else. Innocence is lost. This novel tells how Innocence 
finds herself through sex, love and videotape. 



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Previously
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Innocence has moved in to live with her sister and Kedi in Wonderground.



Chapter Fourteen
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In Which Dodie rediscovers Innocence; and Innocence 
acquires a new fame from past endeavours.



Dodie had been away from Wonderground for as long on 
her travels as her stamina and savings allowed her. She 
had seen so many different countries and districts, and 
had met so many different people. And frequently made 
love to them. She'd accumulated possessions and had them 
stolen. She'd lain for days in foreign hospitals and 
frequently been so intoxicated or drugged up that she'd 
lost all knowledge and recollection of normal time and 
space. But in all her wanderings, one of the moments 
she treasured most was the occasion when she had sex 
with Innocence on the glacier. Such a perfect location! 
And Innocence such a mistress of the art of sex! Dodie 
had come and come and come again - her cries of passion 
bouncing off the mountains and threatening to set off 
avalanches. In fact, so impressed was she by her moment 
of passion that before the last drop of Innocence's semen 
dripped out of her vagina, she went to a tattooist to 
have the name Innocence embellished on her left buttock.

So when she heard that Innocence was living in 
Wonderground, Dodie headed to the address she'd been 
given expecting to meet her and also Mouse, who she'd 
heard was Innocence's current lover (The lucky girl!). She 
rang the doorbell and stood nervously in the porch in a 
padded nylon jacket and huge trainers. Otherwise she wore 
nothing at all, except a paraphernalia of studs and rings 
piercing her body and skin at various points, and with a 
head which unlike her crotch or underarms was completely 
shaved bare. At last, the door opened and she saw a slightly 
startled Innocence who was dressed in only a silk dressing 
gown.

"Hi!" Dodie announced herself as self-confidently as 
possible. "I'm back home!"

Innocence looked at Dodie a little blearily. Although it was 
mid-afternoon, she'd clearly just been asleep, and finding it 
a little difficult to focus her eyes. Dodie was relieved to 
find that she remembered her after all these months. 
Perhaps our lovemaking had been as memorable for her as 
it was for me, Dodie hoped. 

"O hello, Dodie!" Innocence said with a warm and 
welcoming smile. "You better come in!"

Dodie's heart beat uncontrollably as she followed the 
beautiful Innocence into the living room where she was 
introduced to Kedi and Chastity who were eating dinner 
and listening to a compact disc. Kedi was wearing nothing 
as usual and recognised Dodie from several years before. 
Chastity was wearing a very tight dress which fit as tight 
against her body as a dress could do, but was too short 
to cover her shaven vagina. Her hair was straight with a 
geometric cut and fell just short of her shoulders. 

"So, where've you been?" asked Kedi, whose English had 
clearly improved a great deal over the years. "Mouse told 
me that you were travelling the world."

"As much of the world as I could manage," admitted 
Dodie, aware that her travels had been with substantially 
less purpose and direction than even that description gave. 
She was carrying a heavy rucksack on her back and a 
plastic bag, and was pleased to divest herself of these and 
leave them in the hallway. She was surprised by the 
relative luxury of the girls' home. She imagined that it 
would be much the same as the homes she used to live in, 
with overflowing ashtrays, scattered empty wine bottles 
and clothes scattered about. Here instead was considerable 
comfort, with tasteful fittings and sumptuous thick pile 
carpets and new simple and commodious furniture. There were 
stereos, computers, videos, microwaves and everything. 

This was clearly not a place of poverty. She felt a little 
nervous as she took off her padded jacket, under which she 
wore  a sleeveless singlet that barely pretended to hide 
her tiny little breasts. The house didn't have the smell 
she'd become so accustomed to: of unflushed toilets, 
unscrubbed beer-stained linoleum and hashish-stained 
wallpaper.

However, her feeling of being an inferior outsider 
diminished as she began recounting her exploits across the 
continents, the people she'd met, the cultures she'd 
observed and her more amusing adventures. 

"It's a real fucking weird world out there!" she exclaimed, 
scratching the long hairs of her crotch. "It's all fucking 
weird shit, the lot of it." 

She then produced a half pound of best hashish, from 
which she crumbled a few grains into cigarette papers and 
disinterred cigarettes, and with this stimulus and several 
bottles of wine, the conversation continued for several 
more hours and Dodie didn't find herself exhausting her 
supply of anecdotes or opinions.

She discussed her sexual encounters with shepherds in the 
distant mountains of the equator and their curious 
predilection for making love to sheep, which took on 
almost a religious significance. She discussed the 
unsavoury political character of dictatorships that severely 
limited freedom of speech, despite appearing so liberal in 
other respects - particularly with regard to sex and drugs. 
She talked about the way she suffered sexual and racial 
taunts, and the more frequent times when her appearance 
clashed with the attitudes of authority. She talked of 
the drugs she'd taken. The sex she'd had. The times she'd 
been beaten, had stuff stolen, intimately searched by border 
patrols, and been sick. The religions, ideologies and wars 
she'd found out about. The so many ways she felt her horizons 
had been ineradicably altered by her experiences. 

"I wouldn't have had one slightest change to all that's 
happened to me!" she boasted, knowing this to be quite 
different to what she felt on innumerable occasions.

It was inevitable that Dodie and Innocence should end up 
fucking, which they started doing before Kedi or Chastity 
had retired to their own beds. The lovemaking was as good as 
Dodie remembered it and more so. And in the midst of it Dodie 
confessed the strength of her affection for Innocence, how 
she never wanted to be parted from her, how she thought 
about her every day, how she had been so impressed as to 
get a tattoo to celebrate her love. She held Innocence close 
to her body - she didn't want an inch of space between 
them - and cried unaccustomed tears of joy at the thought 
of staying with her and making love with her again and 
again.

Innocence was clearly both flattered and a little put out by 
Dodie's protestations of love, but she appeared to have no 
objection to having Dodie share her bed for the 
foreseeable future. She clearly enjoyed Dodie's devotion to 
her penis which she would hold and put again and again 
into her mouth or vagina, to stimulate it when it was not 
aroused and to satisfy it when it was. Dodie had the feeling 
that Innocence was carrying the weight of some 
unhappiness around with her, but she wasn't at all sure 
why.

At first she thought it was to do with Mouse's departure to 
follow her career, but she came to realise that their love 
had never been particularly exclusive. She wondered if the 
departure of Null, who had provided the means for the 
girls' luxury, might be the cause. But that didn't seem to be 
the full reason for her sadness, either. There was clearly 
something that Innocence wanted in life which just living 
with her sister and her sister's lover in comfort and relative 
luxury didn't fully satisfy. Dodie hoped that her arrival as 
Innocence's new lover might in some way bring more joy 
into Innocence's life, but that somehow didn't seem the 
whole solution.

Dodie's stated opinions for Innocence's dissatisfaction 
narrowed on her ambiguous status as a woman with a penis 
- and how her sexual identity was compromised and its 
socio-political and socio-economic significances thereof.  
She argued long and hard that what Innocence manifested 
was the unease of sexuality in a tightly sexual stereotyped 
society. Dodie's inner feelings, however, were that these 
stated reasons reflected more her own character and 
attitudes and probably not a great deal of Innocence's.

Innocence was quite excited when the film Forbidden 
Love, - as was entitled the film she'd performed in while 
she'd been living in Brook, - was finally released, and she 
was able to go with Dodie to see it in the cinema. It seemed 
to her that almost all the film footage that had been taken 
of her and certainly all her modest dialogue had been 
included in the final cut, and she appeared more 
prominently in the film cast listing than she'd expected. 
Indeed, a picture of her was even included in the poster, 
with her penis fully erect, which it had never been in the 
filming. Dodie was pleased for her lover, who seemed 
much more excited by her modest film success than she'd 
ever expected.

Innocence was even more thrilled when she got a phone 
call from a small circulation magazine, Fuck Films 
Today, requesting an interview with her to which she 
unhesitatingly agreed. The whole idea of fame clearly 
gave her considerable satisfaction, even though it was a 
magazine Dodie had never heard of, and neither had the 
other girls. Dodie bought a copy for Innocence to read, 
which was more difficult than she'd anticipated as most 
newsagents hadn't heard of the magazine either. It was a 
rather cheaply produced magazine on not particularly good 
quality paper, and featured long articles about obscure fuck 
films, with pictures of the stars. However, this didn't 
trouble Innocence who eagerly looked for photographs of 
the unlikely named Nancy Titbits, who was the woman who 
had phoned her up and was going to interview her. 

Nancy looked just like her photographs when she appeared 
at Innocence's flat with Paul, the photographer, and all their 
recording and film equipment. She had short cropped hair, 
was almost painfully thin with a tiny nose in a round face, 
wearing a baggy tee-shirt emblazoned with the magazine's 
name and a very brief pair of shorts. The photographer 
wore very baggy and bedraggled trousers and jumper, and 
long hair that fell over his face and didn't appear to have 
been washed for several days.

"Where shall we conduct the interview?" Nancy wondered 
as they were let in, clearly impressed by the luxury of the 
flat. 

Innocence was dressed in a long sleeveless silk dress with 
a split in the side which travelled from her ankles to very 
nearly her armpit and under which she wore nothing else at 
all. 

"Anywhere you like!" Innocence answered. "As long as 
Dodie can watch."

"Of course she can!" Nancy said, settling for the girls' 
living room. "I take it she's your lover!"

"You could say that," smiled Dodie who was dressed for 
the occasion in just her singlet and wore a back-to-front 
baseball cap over her shaved head.

While Paul was setting up the equipment, Nancy explained 
what the interview would involve. Most of it would consist 
of a question and answer session, which would comprise 
the text of the interview. Then Innocence and Dodie would 
be filmed together, either posing or, preferably, also having 
sex. Finally, it would be desirable if Innocence could have 
sex with her, so that she could legitimately include 
comments in the article about Innocence's sexual skills. This 
would also be photographed, to provide evidence of the 
truth of Nancy's assertions. 

"It's expected by our readers that the interviewers should 
make love with the interviewees. For many of them it is the 
main reason they read our magazine."

Dodie and Innocence had read Fuck Films Today with 
enough attention to be aware of this requirement. Most of 
the photographs of Nancy in the magazine had featured her 
being fucked by a male porn star who had a minor role in 
films where his substantial bulk was desirable. His penis 
was of quite normal dimensions, but Nancy had done her 
best to suggest that it gave considerable satisfaction.

Nancy settled down on a sofa next to Innocence and turned 
on her cassette recorder. She started asking questions while 
Paul fussed around taking photographs of the two from 
several different positions. The questions she asked were 
appropriate for an unknown fuck film star about whom 
nothing was previously known. These were to do with her 
childhood, why she'd chosen a career in fuck cinema and 
where she thought her career would take her. She asked 
very many more questions about her penis: whether it was 
genuine, if she'd had it all her life, what shortcomings and 
advantages there were to being a beautiful woman so 
unusually blessed, and what her sexual preferences and 
predilections were. At this point, Innocence was asked by 
Paul to show her limp penis to the camera for him to 
photograph, which she did by pushing her skirt to one side 
over her wide-spread legs.

In all this questioning, Dodie noticed, Innocence answered 
fully and without too much embarrassment, clearly delighted 
in her relative importance as the subject of the interview. 
It seemed to Dodie that Innocence was happier and more 
relaxed than she'd ever seen her before. Stardom and 
fame undoubtedly suited her. Dodie had never been filmed 
having sex before - and neither, she discovered, had 
Innocence - but it wasn't without enthusiasm that the two 
divested themselves of clothes when the question and 
answer session was completed and after posing for a few 
moments for a few photographs made love together.

Dodie reflected, as Innocence's erect penis entered her 
bejewelled vagina, that after having had sex so publicly 
without a camera recording what they were doing, there 
really was no difference now - but Innocence appeared to 
have a better feel of what was expected of them by 
positioning her genitals as prominently as possible. It 
seemed to Dodie that her lover was actually enjoying the 
sex rather more than she did normally. Her gasps of ecstasy 
were notably more frighteningly full-throated than usual. 
And when Dodie was sensing through the repeated series of 
orgasms racking her slender body that Innocence was just 
about to ejaculate, she untypically withdrew her penis from 
inside her, pushed Dodie slightly off her and ejaculated her 
prodigious semen over Dodie's tiny breasts and onto her 
face. 

Dodie licked the semen from off her face, looking at her 
lover who was sitting astride her with a hand on her erect 
penis squeezing out the last drops of semen that spurted 
beyond her and onto the already slightly stained upholstery. 
Her eyes were squeezed close in inexpressible ecstasy and 
her full large-nippled breasts were heaving with her chest 
as her body shuddered with joy. Her other hand held Dodie 
down beneath her, gently massaging one of Dodie's 
prominent nipples.

Dodie's services were then no longer needed as 
Innocence and the now naked Nancy, whose breasts were 
nearly as small as Dodie's, had replaced her and the two 
were fucking together with incredible, almost theatrical, 
abandon. Dodie felt jealous of the pair's lovemaking - a 
feeling she had whenever she watched Innocence with 
Kedi or her sister - despite her knowledge that in the same 
situation she'd behave in exactly the same way. She felt 
particularly frustrated in the knowledge that her episode of 
filmed sex was over, and that Innocence wouldn't 
appreciate it at all if her interviewer confused her 
lovemaking with the fresh young film star with that with 
her lover. Nancy and Innocence continued making love for 
quite a while, involving all orifices - including Innocence's 
own anus, which Nancy entered with a dildo strapped on to her 
by Paul.  

The photographer continued snapping away. He paused 
during the more prolonged sessions of continued passion, 
and then switched into action whenever the two altered 
their routine to enter a new position or when a new orifice 
was explored. He was clearly excited by the action, as 
Dodie could see by focusing her eyes on the swelling in 
Paul's trousers, but made no attempt to contribute to 
the action himself.

Eventually, after Innocence had released copious amounts 
of semen over Nancy's breasts, buttocks and face, the two 
collapsed in an exhausted, wasted state on the carpet with 
Nancy reflectively stroking Innocence's now flaccid penis. 
Paul continued to snap pictures, and included amongst 
them those of still damp and unmistakable stains on the 
carpet and elsewhere.

"I think that will be quite sufficient!" announced a flushed 
Nancy, standing up and slipping on her tee-shirt. She was 
clearly quite flustered because she initially pulled it over 
her back-to-front with the logo of an erect penis and the 
slogan Films to Fuck to at the front rather than at the back. 
She squeezed her slender hips into her tight shorts with  
difficulty and then kissed Innocence passionately on the 
lips.

The interviewers left in a state of disarray, but gave 
precise details of how many pages the interview would 
occupy - which was about ten including a centre-fold and 
several full-page pictures - and the date of the edition in 
which the interview would appear.

"It'll be front-page material!" Nancy promised. "We'll give 
you good copy - you don't have to worry. Fuck Films 
Today will do its best to promote your career." 

These kind words gave Innocence obvious satisfaction, 
which she expressed more greatly in the passionate 
lovemaking she and Dodie indulged in not long after 
the interviewers had gone.



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