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Subject: {ASSM} "Honeymoon"  by  deirdre  (MF, mystery)  -- rp by H. Jekyll and Please Cain
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Honeymoon

By deirdre

(mf) mystery

Date: Sun, 19 Nov 1995 23:23:05 UTC

*****

NOTE: We are not the authors of this story. "deirdre" was the enigmatic
queen of Usenet sex stories in the mid-1990s. She posted 156 stories in
just over two years, using an anonymous remailer and apparently *never*
corresponding with anyone (though she did give permission to repost her
stories to non-commercial sites). She was last heard from in late April
1996. We will repost all 156 stories, with comments by her, in
alphabetical order, between now and the 10th anniversary of her
"retirement." 

Please contribute to the 10th Anniversary "deirdre-fest" this Spring.
Meanwhile, enjoy! 

To contact us: h_jekyll2000@yahoo.com, or PleaseCain@aol.com. 

*****

I'm reposting this for Michael Suelmann's benefit and am reposting
"Walk" in case Celeste did not get it. I have to admit that I live for
Celeste's reviews. As I've said before, I've got things set up so all
mail to me is erased before it reaches me: though I treasure feedback,
I treasure my anonyminity even more and go to ridiculous lengths to
guard it. So I live on the feedback that comes over alt.sex.stories and
alt.sex.stories.d and Celeste provides almost all of that. But though
Celeste is confirming my worst fear that my stories are not as
unpredictable as they first appear (just read the first page and say to
yourself: "How are all these people going to end up having sex with
each other?"), I admit that I cannot predict what grade she is going to
give my stories. Sometimes I think she prefers the more consensual
and/or romantic stories, other times it seems like the more sex the
better. I wonder if sometimes she is in more of a mood taccept squicky
stories than other times, and also wonder whether my practice of
varying the amount of sex in the stories to such a great degree
backfires: I must a that though I have nothing against stories with
only a hint of se, that when I read a story expecting sex, I don't want
to be disappointed. But I haven't figured out how to resolve that with
the idea of avoiding giving too much away, including how much sex the
characters are going to engage in.

If I were to review my own stories, among the last seven, "Walk" and
"Key" would be my favorites, whereas Celeste gave "Key" the lowest
evaluation among the six that she reviewed. Well, I might as well do
some more reviews:

"The Metro" (I don't remember the author). I agree with Katya/Maryanne,
arguably the best story ever posted. I wish I could write stories like
it. I give it a 10.

"To Joy: They've got the Sheryl Crow Pics" (I don't remember the
author). Celeste didn't give it a 10, but by the end of it, I was
rolling on the floor, laughing. It gets a 10 from me. -- deirdre

Disclaimer: my stories, like the private sex fantasies of many people,
often depict "breaking some rules". Do not read this story if you
believe fantasy stories should never depict situations undesirable in
real life. Be warned that you may not be comfortable with the sexual
situations. Do not read this story if you are less than 18 years of
age.

Permission granted to archive, repost, or publish in low-cost CD-ROM
archives of alt groups. Permission granted to publish in anthologies of
this type of material if attributed to deirdre and an author's payment
is sent to AIDS research in the name of deirdre. -- deirdre

Honeymoon

by deirdre, 10/2/94

There she was again. I'd just come down from our suite and had ordered
a drink. Connie wasn't quite ready yet and had told me she'd meet me in
the bar. And I saw this woman, there at the bar.

I'd seen her before when Connie and I were checking in. We'd just flown
in-- our honeymoon--and I noticed this woman across the lobby watching
us. She was staring a bit and I wondered if it were someone we knew. I
didn't recognizer her at all. Connie didn't notice her which was good
because it might have spooked her.

Now the woman was there in the bar, sitting at the other end. I glanced
her way again. She was looking at me! I tried not to look her way, but
it was so strange and I wanted so much to know what this was about.
When I looked back, she winked at me! My heart was in my throat. *I*
was spooked. Before I took my eyes off her she gave me a little,
calculating smile.

Any other time--well, back when I was single--these things never
happened to me. Then I'd have been calculating how to play my cards
right. She certainly was attractive--slender, long brown hair, deep
tan. But the way she was acting--she *must* have seen me come in with
Connie! What was she up to?

"Hi." She'd walked up while I wasn't looking!

"Hi," I answered. I didn't know what to do with *this*. Connie would be
down any minute.

"Do you come here often?" She was feeding *me* lines. I glanced at her
face again. She looked so calm.

"First time."

She leaned to my ear: "Come up to my room," she whispered. This was
*too* much. It had to be a dream! A *nightmare* at that. The bluntest
comeon I'd ever heard of and Connie coming down at any time!

"Too late," I said, as nonchalantly as I could manage.

"It's *never* too late," she said, with her enigmatic smile. Suddenly I
had a *very* uneasy feeling! I glanced the other way and there was
Connie standing right at my other shoulder!

She looked angry. Very angry, and I was stunned, wondering what to do
next. She spoke through her teeth in a low voice to me: "Get rid of
her!" She darted away. I ran along behind her and caught her arm.

"Honey! She..."

She turned on me. Then continuing in her low but hard voice: "Just get
rid of her! I'm going to the women's room and she'd better be gone when
I'm out!" Then she was gone.

I looked back at the bar. There was the woman. She was looking at me
and she smiled when I looked at her. She raised her drink in a little
mock toast. I walked back.

"Listen," I started.

"She go to the women's room? I'll catch her," and she was gone! Off
towards the restrooms. I couldn't believe the disaster--Connie was
going to *explode*! What a way to start a honeymoon. I sat there
wondering what I'd done wrong. Why was this happening to me?

I waited on pins and needles. What would go on in there? What could I
do? If Connie came out mad and went back upstairs, I'd have to follow
her, immediately. What was taking them so long?

I saw Connie. She walked over to me. She didn't look so mad. I waited
for her, there at the bar. As she approached, I saw the other woman
come out and lean against the wall. She *smiled* at me, again!

"Honey, let's go," I began. We'd been planning to walk the strip and
find an interesting looking joint. She pulled me close and whispered in
my ear.

"Go with her," she whispered.

"What!?" I was sure I'd heard her wrong.

"Go with her," she repeated, softly but out loud rather than whispering
in my ear.

"Honey! What are you saying?"

"Go upstairs with her! *Please*!"

"Honey, let's get going." I made ready to go and took her arm.

"No, *please* honey, you've *got* to do this for me. Please?" She
looked desperate! "Just this once--*please* don't ask questions, OK?
Please, just go with her? Please? Please, for me?"


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