" Strawberry Blonde "
Story codes: MC MF FF best

By Orestes

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Jan 16

   Okay, I haven't written for a while. I have a bit of 
catching up to do. I'll tell you what... I'll make it 
(another) one of my new years resolutions to keep up on 
my diary. 
   I have so much to write. I'm blown away by 
everything that's happening.
   The fall semester was my best yet. I really dug in 
and took the top spot in class. I feel like I'm really 
in my element now.  
   There's also a new man in my life. Kind of sudden, I 
know, but it just feels right, and I'm definitely not 
going to rush things. School is still my top priority 
by far. I met him at school in fact. He was there 
trying to promote psychiatric medicine as a speciality. 
He sold me on the first try.
   Well, I'll consider it, at least.
   His name is Simon Rodman, and he's quite a prominent 
figure in the psychiatric community. He's the chair of 
the local board, thus his trip to the medical school to 
promote psychiatric medicine.
    I'd say he's in his mid-thirties, not that I'm 
worried about age at all. In fact, it's kind of a 
bonus. He's mature and established. He has his own 
house, is the head of his department, and just seems to 
have it all together. An independent man is the only 
type I can handle right now.
   He's so unlike the flaky guys you find in med 
school. I'm always surprised by how immature these guys 
are. I dated a couple of them early in my time here. 
Both were overconfident. They truly thought that they 
would roll right through medical school and drop 
effortlessly into a lucrative career. Wrong. They both 
failed out during the first year. 
   Well, obviously, I couldn't keep going out with any 
guy who doesn't have the brains to focus on his 
studies.
   Simon is the opposite. He's intense, bright and 
ambitious. It's no wonder he's the chair of the local 
board of psychiatric medicine. He was born to lead. 
And... he's good looking too.
   I'll admit, it all sounds just a little too perfect. 
If there's anything about this guy I don't like, I 
haven't found it yet. We got to talking after his 
information session, and 'just drinks' turned into so 
much more. We've seen each other five times in the last 
two weeks.
   Don't worry... I'll write again soon.

							Amber

Jan 22

   Don't look at me like that. A week is soon. 
   God... I'm cracking up... I'm actually arguing with 
my diary.
   I saw Simon again four times this week. Yes, I know 
should slow things down, but he's been really 
understanding about my time commitments at school, and 
he always gets me home early. Actually, he's very 
supportive of all my ambitions, and seemed quite 
impressed that I was making it through on a full 
scholarship. Like I said before, everything about him 
seems perfect. 
   Not quite.
   I shouldn't complain. I guess everyone brings along 
emotional baggage.
   The fact that his baggage happens to be a local 
celebrity...well, that's what's bugging me. Her name is 
Janey Swayne, and she's a news bunny. I call her a 
'news bunny' because it would be unfair to other 
broadcasters to call her a newscaster. Sure, she reads 
the news, but her function is clear. Giggles. Mindless 
banter. Light hearted stories. The other guy handles 
the hard news... Janey is the whipped cream on the 
side.  This isn't just jealousy talking. I thought she 
was a twit long before I even met Simon.
   They went out for over a year, and I think he's 
still a little hung up on her. I shouldn't be trying to 
analyze him this way. He's the psychiatrist in the 
relationship, after all. I just can't help but think 
that he kept her as a bit of a trophy. Every guy in the 
city probably envied him.
   Big blue eyes. Cute little nose. Perfect teeth. I'll 
not mention what else.
   He wasn't keeping her around for good conversation, 
that's for sure. And if he's going out with me, he 
doesn't like his women dumb. Anyhow, I just think his 
ego might be a little bruised by losing his 'status 
symbol'.
   She dumped him on New Years eve. I didn't get too 
many details. Apparently, she left him because he 
'couldn't give her everything she was looking for. ' 
   Go figure. He sure seems like a catch to me. He's 
bright, good looking and respected. I don't mind saying 
that he's a fantastic lover, so that certainly wasn't 
the problem. I've done things with him that I wouldn't 
have tried with any other guy. No... I'm not going to 
write them down. 
   Okay, now I'm going to feel a bit silly for even 
writing this. It's still a little early to say that I'm 
falling in love, but even now, I can't help but think 
about what it would be like to marry Simon. I know it 
must be just the little girl in me, dwelling on some 
Princess Di induced fairy tale wedding fantasy. He's 
just the kind of romantic guy to bring out those sorts 
of feelings.
   He gives me flowers on every date. He cooked dinner 
for me last night at his amazing waterfront house. I 
know it's irrational, but some part of me just wants to 
be swept off of my feet, and walk down the aisle with 
him. I can just imagine him taking me on a tropical 
honeymoon, only to return to his beautiful home, with 
two dogs and a white picket fence thrown in for good 
measure.
   Before you get any funny ideas, yes... I'm way to 
practical to really consider it. The last thing I want 
to do is resign myself to being *just* a doctor's wife. 
But if I didn't write it down somewhere, I think I'd 
just explode.
   I'll try to write again in the next two weeks. My 
course work is picking up again, and I don't want to 
get behind. 

							Amber

Feb 3

   I met the air-head last night. Yep. Janey Swayne, 
newsbunny extraordinaire. 
   Things have been coming along great between Simon 
and I. It feels like we've been together for much more 
than a month. Last night, he took me to a charity fund 
raiser, where we had dinner with some of his friends. 
Very elegant. It was turning out to be a wonderful 
evening until she showed up. 
   I could tell right away that Simon was nervous, and 
the way he watched her made me more than a little 
uncomfortable. I'm not normally the jealous type, but 
there's no way that I'm going to keep on going out with 
Simon if he's hung up on a card-board cut-out like 
Janey Swayne. How can I possibly compete with a media 
fabricated image ?
   At one point, Simon excused himself to make a phone 
call, and not two minutes later, I got to meet Janey in 
person. She came to the table and sat in Simon's empty 
seat. A tense silence spread over the table, as Simon's 
friends exchanged glances. They all knew about the 
painful break-up. 
   " Oh, hi... you must be Simon's new girl, " the 
petite blonde cheerfully greeted me. Even in this 
awkward situation, she seemed about a quarter of a 
second away from a giggle.
   " I'm Amber, " I offered.
   " Good to meet you, Amber. I'm Janey Swayne, " she 
said, as if the two parts of her name were inseparable.
   " Yes, I've seen your show, " something about the 
way she flipped her hair made me want to claw her eyes 
out. How could Simon have gone out with a bimbo like 
her ? I settled on making some not-so-polite 
conversation. " I'll bet you're glad they got someone 
else to do the weather reports now, with all of those 
big words and everything. "
   There were chuckles from around the table. I 
continued.
   " And, of course, it must give you more time to do 
those in-depth reports. Like that wonderful story you 
did on holiday baking secrets. That was a real nail 
biter. "
   My comments didn't even make a dent in her sunny 
smile. 
   " I'm so glad you enjoyed it, " she said brightly. 
Her eyes roamed over my body appraisingly. " From the 
looks of things, you enjoyed those fattening holiday 
snacks more than most. "
   I flushed red. Just because I don't have her tiny 
little figure doesn't make me fat. 
   " Well, I'd better be off. I hope that Simon is 
happy with you, " Janey said. Then she leaned in to 
give me a parting kiss on the cheek, like we were old 
friends or something. As her lips brushed close to my 
ear, she whispered, "if you can hold onto him. "
   And just like that, the evening was ruined. After 
that exchange, I could barely face Simon's friends. We 
left soon afterwards.
   I desperately wanted a cigarette.
   Oh, I've been trying to quit, by the way. Actually, 
there are some advantages to dating a psychologist. 
Simon agreed to put me into some light hypnosis to help 
me to quit smoking. We did a couple of sessions last 
week, and it worked like a charm. Until last night, 
that is.
   Simon drove silently, his mind on other things.
   " Is it possible to use hypnosis for weight loss 
too?" I asked. I don't know what got into me. I guess 
Janey's remark shook my confidence a bit. I mean, it's 
impossible that Simon wouldn't compare the two of us.
   " Sure, Amber, but it's a little hard to lose weight 
while quitting smoking too. It would take several 
intense sessions. "
   " Fine. Whatever it takes. "
   Maybe I'm going a bit overboard. There was just 
something about the smug way that Janey had whispered 
into my ear that really got me angry. If she's still 
interested in him at all, I'm not giving up without a 
fight.
   I'll let you know how it goes.

							Amber

Feb 20

   Two weeks since I last wrote, but I've been busy. 
It's been a struggle keeping up with all of my course 
work. I don't know. I'm just feeling really distracted. 
Don't get me wrong, my grades are still great, it's 
just a real challenge to keep my mind on things.
   I've got to stay focused. My education is my top 
priority.
   The hypnosis has helped some with my cravings for 
both cigarettes and food. The addiction is still there, 
mind you, but I feel kind of removed from it. Like 
Simon's wrapped it in a blanket of hypnosis. He's quite 
good, you know. For the first couple of sessions, it 
took a while for me to go under. Now it's almost 
instant.
   I've dropped a couple of pounds already, and my 
energy levels are way up. Maybe that's just because I'm 
not smoking. Anyhow, I feel so energetic that it's 
sometimes hard to sit still. Sexually, it's been 
amazing. Let's just say that Simon and I definitely 
don't have any problems with THAT part of our 
relationship.
   Inhibitions be damned. I just love his big cock in 
my throat. He taught me to do that for him. I know it's 
nasty, but he also does me in the ass every once in a 
while. I never thought I'd be into anything like that, 
but recently, I just can't get enough.
   The only thing I'm still insecure about is Janey 
Swayne.
   I watch her on the news every night now, beginning 
to end. It's a strange fixation. Maybe it's just 
insecurity, but I can't help but think that Simon is 
still obsessed with her. Every silly giggle she makes 
during the newscast, well, I almost feel like it's 
directed at me. I watch her with an odd mixture of 
jealousy and fascination. She's just so beautiful.
   I'm ashamed to admit, but she's even made her way 
into my dreams. Sick, perverted dreams. I haven't 
mentioned them to Simon, as I'm afraid of what he'd 
think. This is the only place that I can let out my 
most private secrets.
   We had our first argument last night. Simon and I, 
that is.
   Actually, it was about Janey Swayne. I called his 
office just to say hello early in the afternoon. 
   " Oh, I'm sorry Amber, he's gone out for lunch with 
Miss Swayne today, " his secretary let it slip. 
   I was furious. He absolutely knows how I feel about 
that air-brained blonde. I confronted him last night 
before dinner.
   " Come on, Amber, don't ruin this evening, " he 
tried to avoid the topic.
   " I want a goddamned explanation, or there won't be 
any 'this evening' between us. "
   " We went out for over a year. It's not healthy for 
us to leave things unresolved. "
   What a lame excuse, I thought. 
   I think he could see that I was about ready to tear 
him apart.
   " Strawberry, " he said, almost absently, as he 
continued to set the table.
   " What ?" I was confused. What a strange thing for 
him to say.
   " Oh nothing, honey. " He pulled out a pack of 
matches to light up the candle on the table. Looking at 
the set of matches, he smiled. "Actually, Janey and I 
met this afternoon because she realized that she had 
kept my pack of matches. It was in her purse, and she 
just wanted to return it. "
   Finally, and explanation that made some sense.
   " I don't know why you didn't just say that before. 
Um... oh, I just lost my train of thought. It couldn't 
have been that important. Let's eat. "
   And just like that, our first argument was over 
almost before it began.
   Oh, crap, I've got to go. The news is almost on.
  
							Amber
March 5

   Well, to tell the truth, things aren't going so good 
in school. I don't know why I want to be a doctor. 
Everything is just so boooooring. Lectures, study, 
lectures...blah, blah, blah.
   I don't know. It's just plain dull, ya know ?
   So I had to do this presentation for the class about 
a medical procedure. I prepared this thing for, like, 
ages. I gathered all sorts of articles, and brought 
charts and stuff. And then, when I was reading it out, 
man, even I was bored. Who needs to know this stuff ? I 
lost my place, like, three times.
   Then the professor opened things up for questions. 
   " Wouldn't this increase total health care costs 
over the long term ?" asked a guy in the front row.
   " Um... you mean, like, how much is spent on health 
care ?"
   The guy stared at me blankly for a minute.
   " Yes, that's usually how we use the term 'health 
care costs'."
   Well, my face went all red. I felt so stupid. I just 
couldn't come up with an answer for his question. 
Eventually, the professor had to bail me out. So much 
for a good grade in that course.
    I guess I wrote before that I didn't want to be 
*just* a doctor's wife. But now that I think about it, 
that wouldn't be such a bad thing, would it ? I think 
about it all the time, actually. I'm still daydreaming 
about the whole big wedding and fancy dress, and living 
with Simon.
   He's a really great guy.
   The hypnosis is working out great. I don't even 
think about smoking anymore, and my body has never 
looked better. As an extra bonus, my sex drive is out 
of this world. I can't even wait until I see Simon 
anymore. I jerk myself off twice a day, whenever I get 
a moment, usually when I sit down to watch the evening 
news at six, and again at eleven.
   I'm still a bit jealous when it comes to Janey 
Swayne, but Simon is helping me with that too (I told 
you he's a really great guy).
   He even invited her over for dinner a few days ago, 
so that we could get to know each other better. At 
first, I wasn't too happy about it, but Simon has a way 
of making me see reason. I don't even know why I bother 
to argue any more.
   This time, I made dinner. It really irked me to see 
Simon and Janey sitting at the table, eating dinner 
together while I had to keep getting up and serving the 
meal. I barely got to sit down at all. All the while, 
Janey was purposely leaving me out of the conversation. 
That giggle of hers was driving me nuts. I got the 
feeling like she was laughing directly at me as I 
entered and left the room.
   When I brought out desert, I finally had time to sit 
down with the two of them. Somehow, the conversation 
drifted to my appearance. I was self-conscious as hell, 
but Janey didn't seem to notice.
   " I see you've dropped a few pounds, chubby..." my 
face burned red as she continued. " My goodness though, 
your hair could use a little work. Don't you think 
she'd look good as a blonde Simon ?"
   I cut him off before he could speak. That was the 
last straw.
   " I prefer being a brunette. No offence, but blondes 
always seem a little on the dumb side. "
   Simon bit into his dessert. " Mmmm... these 
strawberries are wonderful. "
   Strange. I didn't remember putting any strawberries 
in the dessert. Oh well, I must have forgotten. It's so 
hard to hang on to details like that..
   " Amber ?"
   " Huh." I must have spaced out for a minute. I had 
missed Janey's question.
   " I said, I think you secretly want to be a blonde, 
don't you ?"
   " Um, I guess. "
   There was something wrong, but I can't put my finger 
on it. It's getting so hard for me to focus.
   " Show me your tongue, Amber. "
   " Why in the world would I... ?" I began to get 
upset again.
   Simon was still on about the dessert. " These 
strawberries are so very fresh. "
   I completely lost my train of thought.
   Janey leaned forward to look at my tongue. " Come 
on, you want to show it to me, don't you ?"
   Well, I couldn't think of a reason why not. I 
extended my tongue for her to look at.
   " You know what's really cool ?  Some girls get 
their tongues pierced, and put in little metal studs. 
That would look really good on you. Besides, " Janey 
winked at me, " the things those girls can do with 
their tongues would drive you wild. "
   Now that she mentioned it, that sounded like a 
really good idea. I was beginning to be glad that Simon 
had invited her over.
   Maybe we'll be good friends after all.

							Amber

March 29

   Hey, things are looking up ! Simon totally supported 
my decision to quit med school. He and Janey are so 
supportive of me. Like, now that I'm off of the 
scholarship money, Simon has let me move in to the 
maid's room in his big house on the beach. What a 
relief. I don't have to think about money any more.
   Now I'm going to cosmetics school, to learn how to 
do hair and make-up and stuff. I'm doing real good too. 
I think the teacher likes me because I let her use me 
as an example for the class. She coloured my hair a 
real neat shade of blonde, and you know, Janey was 
right... it looks great !
   I got studs in my tongue too. Those were painful at 
first, but I really like them. Sorry to be dirty, by 
Janey really loves it when I get my tongue ALL the way 
up her ass with the new studs. She could go for hours 
like that.
   I know... I didn't think I'd do it for her either, 
but it's the least I can do, really. I mean, when I'm 
done in cosmetics school, she's going to get me a job 
at the station, doing make-up for the news. Wow ! I'll 
be doing make-up for real celebrities. 
   The girls at school flipped when I told them that.
   Janey stays over most nights in Simon's room. Okay, 
I'll only admit this in my diary, but at first, I was 
just a little bit jealous. But it's not so bad, really. 
They even let me come up and join them sometimes, once 
all of my chores are done.
   My chores ? Well, since I'm staying in the maid's 
room, Simon can't have a maid, so it's only fair that I 
do all the stuff that she would do. Like cleaning, and 
cooking them a late dinner, and sucking Janey's toes 
while they eat.
   It's kind of tough to always know what they want me 
to do, and I get confused sometimes. Janey makes fun of 
me for being so scatter-brained, but I'm getting better 
all of the time. I know just the right temperature that 
they like their bath, and the kind of wine to bring 
them while they're soaking. 
   As I said, if I get all of my chores done, Simon and 
Janey let me join them for a while in bed. She's into 
all sorts of things you wouldn't expect. Like I said, 
she really likes it when I use my tongue on her ass. 
She likes me to lick her pussy too, but usually after 
Simon's done there. She thinks it's real funny the way 
I lick his cum from her. She's also really likes to use 
her belt on my ass. She says she needs to do it to 
teach a dumb bitch like me all of my lessons. 
   Simon doesn't do much with me anymore, even though 
I'm horny as heck. Janey sometimes lets me jerk off 
while she uses the belt on me, but it's a little hard 
to cum while she's hitting me so hard. It's always 
really intense when I do. The only thing Simon likes to 
do with me is fuck my ass, because Janey doesn't let 
him do that to her. Janey doesn't mind. She just 
watches, and encourages him to do it harder.
   Janey likes to watch all sorts of things. I'm 
ashamed to even write it, but she likes to watch while 
Simon lets his dogs, well... screw me. She calls me all 
sorts of names, like 'stupid dog fucker', and 
encourages both of the dogs to 'fuck that dumb cunt, 
and to ' fill that stupid slut with dog cum'. This is 
when I cum hardest, because she lets me rub my clit 
while the dogs use me. Janey is finding all sorts of 
new things that she likes to watch me do.
   Anyhow, I couldn't be happier. It looks like 
everything is going to work out. It might be a while 
before I write again, because I really want to do good 
in school. Wish me luck.

							Amber

May 5

   Oh my gosh, I totally forgot to write after I 
finished in cosmetics school. I just sort of stumbled 
across my diary while cleaning. Lucky thing too, me 
being so ditzy and all, I probably wouldn't have 
thought of it for a long time.
   Anyhow, I did real good on the course, and Janey got 
me that job at her station. We spend all sorts of time 
together in her dressing room. She likes to get relaxed 
before the show, and I help her out. Well, with my 
tongue, if you must know. I'm getting really good at 
that.
   Once she's on the air, one of her bosses comes to 
see me and we have sex. He likes it real rough, but I 
don't mind, because Janey says that it's part of the 
job. And she's getting more air time than aver, which 
makes her really happy.
   I almost forgot the best news of all. It looks like 
there's going to be a big wedding after all !
   Simon proposed to Janey last week. 
   I didn't know it, but he proposed once before, on 
New Years Eve. Janey told me all about it. She tells me 
everything. She says that she can trust me to keep 
secrets because I'm too stupid to remember them. 
Usually, she's right, but this one really stuck in my 
head for some reason.
   " When I turned him down the first time, I told him 
it was because he couldn't give me everything I was 
looking for. He was crushed. "
   Janey giggled. She can be a bit mean sometimes, I've 
learned. She stroked my hair as I licked her pussy 
before the show.
   " But he's more resourceful than I gave him credit 
for. I always knew that I needed someone who would do 
anything I asked. To serve my whims. Simon is too 
headstrong.  He could never be that much of a doormat. 
As you know, pet, I love to have someone lick me and 
please me for hours at a time. Simon doesn't really 
enjoy that. There's no way that Simon could give me 
everything I was looking for, until he found you. Now 
that you're here, everything is perfect. "
   I blushed a little, because I was so happy that I 
could help. It makes me feel good to please Janey. But 
I didn't say anything, because she was getting close to 
cumming, and she really likes for me to get ALL of her 
juices when she gets off.
   Anyhow, the wedding is next month. It will be so 
fancy, and I'm even doing the make-up and stuff. 
They're taking me along on the honeymoon, which should 
be real fun. They want to have me along so that I can 
serve them their favourite dessert.
   Don't ask me why I always blush when I think about 
it. Just the mention of it makes me giddy.
   Strawberries and cream. Mmm.

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