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o  	The 'Bookshelf collection' offers a very wide variety of  o
o  stories. They have been submitted by people from all over the  o
o  world.  Also from alt.sex.stories (Newsgroups).   There is no  o
o  particular  order  other than offering them to you in  alpha-  o
o  betical directories.                                           o
o  	I don't believe in categorizing things. "I don't want to  o
o  be typed therefore I don't type things myself."  I think it's  o
o  a lot more fun to browse around and find  'little'  surprises  o
o  that you might not have even thought of looking for.           o
o   	Lest we forget!!!   This story was produced as adult en-  o
o tertainment and should not be read by minors.                   o
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For the Love of Amy - 3 (MF, rom)
by Anon NixPixer (c) 1994
 
Chapter 3
 
     A year later, we were married.  The wedding was a tremendous
success.  Just a small gathering, with a few of our relatives.  Amy
was dressed beautifully, white, lacy dress, high-cut, with many
surprises underneath.  Her stockings and heels were white, but one
could only guess if there she was wearing a garter or a teddy.
     Our honeymoon was in Acapulco, a very romantic setting.  We
arrived still in our wedding clothes, since we went directly from the
ceremony to the airport.
     At the hotel, I carried her in my arms over the threshold.  I
realize it was a bit old fashioned, but I was feeling sentimental, and
Amy really enjoyed it.  She smiled at me, and her pink cheeks were
pinker than usual.  I put her down, and gazed upon her beauty, her
dress hugged her waist and hips, showing her voluptuous body.
     "Oh, Chad," she said, as she looked out the window, "Isn't it
simply gorgeous outside?"
     "Yes, it is."
     We both sat on the bed, next to each other, and we looked out at
the beaches, the sunlight, the clear skies...
     She looked at me and said, "There's no reason for us to leave the
hotel, you know..."
     She put her arm around me, put her lips on mine, and started to
open her mouth.  I began to reach up for her breast.  Our kiss grew
deeper, as our tongues playfully danced with one another.  I continued
to fondle her breast through the dress.
     We laid down on the bed, our lips continuously locked.  I rolled
on top of her, still squeezing her breast.  I began to kiss her neck,
and she started to let out a little moan.  Suddenly, I heard a voice
that shouted, "Hey!"
     The entire scene stopped, as if a motion picture was paused.  The
voice spoke again.  It sounded female, and piercing.
     "Hey, Chad!"
     I stood up, and everything, including Amy, was frozen as a
statue.
     "Who is it?"
     "Chad, are you writing more garbage for alt.sex.stories?"
     "What the hell are you talking about?"
     "You know what I mean.  You're so wrapped up in yourself you've
forgotten what it was like to interact with a real woman!"
     "Look, who is this," I stammered.  At that point, my surroundings
had no color, they were all shades of grey, except for myself.
Everything was still motionless.
     "Sorry, Chad, but this little fantasy of yours is over."
     Suddenly, everything melted away into nothingness.  My clothing
melted into jeans and a t-shirt.
     I sat in front of the terminal in the north campus lab and hit
the space bar.  Text scrolled on the screen, I recognized it as
English, but I didn't know what it meant.  I sighed.
     I tapped a few keys, then entered "logout."  Finally, I walked
away from the terminal.