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to have their way with my body in ways I would never have dreamt possible."
"Let me ask you this, Samantha. Do you regret your decision to participate?"
"No, not in the least, its just...I dont know...so not me, if you know what I mean."
"I certainly do, Samantha, and I think if you were to talk to other members, youd find that most of them went through the same self analysis youre going through. Have you given any thought to continuing in your growth?"
"Id be lying if I said no," I replied, "but there is so much I dont understand and I dont know much about the group at all."
"Thats exactly why Im calling you. Is there a possibility that we could get together this coming Tuesday, say about seven?"
I hesitated for a few seconds but I really did have a lot of questions, and it would be nice to have someone I could discuss them with, one-on-one, before I made any decisions. To be honest though, my body had almost vibrated for days afterwards and I wouldnt mind a little more of that level of satisfaction. "I think I can arrange that. Where would you like to meet?"
"Ill give you the address," she replied. "Its a favorite restaurant of mine."
The restaurant where we met was in a very upscale part of town. As soon as I stepped into the room, I was pleased by the hushed ambiance. Dimly lit, with soft music and widely spaced booths and tables, it was ideal for intimate conversations. The hostess asked my name, then directed me to the lounge. "Your party will meet you there," she said. As I walked to the lounge, I glanced around the restaurant. Across the ends of the room were several larger booths. In the back, rich ivory and gold drapes, tied back with ivory ties, marked the entrances to still larger areas.
Id dressed conservatively in a business suit with a white silk blouse to make the right impression and I noticed that several pairs of eyes followed me as I stepped into the lounge. As I waited, the cute little bartender served me a cola, æcompliments of the house, she said. I had no way to know to know what Melissa looked like, so I studied each and every woman as they entered. I had asked Melissa what she looked like, shed told me simply, "Ill find you, Samantha." As I sat there, I wondered if Melissa had been one of the women who had so deliciously possessed me just a few days earlier, although it seemed to be weeks. I casually scanned the others that were seated in the lounge. Was I being watched? Was Melissa already in the room and just taking stock of me?
As each customer entered the restaurant, I watched them as they moved to their tables or booths. A young woman wearing a soft pink sweater over a black skirt entered the restaurant, stepping to the hostesss desk. She whispered something to
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the hostess that made her smile, then returned the smile when the hostess whispered her reply. She turned and headed for the lounge, walking past as a delicate fragrance wafted over the room. Taking a seat at the far end of the bar, she chatted with the bartender, her back to me. Deciding that was not Melissa. I turned back to study the other new arrivals.
"Hello, Samantha," I heard and turned to see the woman Id decided was not Melissa was indeed the woman I was supposed to meet.
She smiled and I smiled back, liking what I saw so far.
"Hello Melissa. You had me fooled. I saw you come in but was pretty sure it wasnt you."
"Thats exactly what I was hoping for," Melissa replied. For a while, we exchanged the usual small talk about work, weather and clothes, then she reached over to take my hand in hers. "Shall we move to a table?"
As we approached the hostess stand, I saw the smile and wink the woman gave Melissa as we were ushered to a table at the rear of the room. I wondered if the hostess was yet another member, but kept my thoughts to myself. Sitting at the table, I swept me eyes around the area, taking in the other diners, noting that no one was in our area, and in fact, only a table of three women was anywhere close to us at all. .
A bottle of white wine was brought to the table along with a tray of appetizers and loaves of fragrant hot bread. As we sampled the bread and appetizers, I studied my host. Long brown hair draped smoothly over very feminine shoulders, blue eyes as deep as the sky, tempting lips and a smooth neck led to the hint of cleavage at the top of her low necked shirt.
"I hope you dont mind," Melissa offered, "but I ordered a small chefs salad to save us some time."
"Not at all, thats fine," I replied.
The salads arrived seconds later and as we ate, Melissa studied retrieved a gray folder from her bag. Placing it in front of me, she asked me to read its contents. Opening the folder, I found pink stationery. As I read, Melissa leaned back studying my reactions. Even in the dim light of the candles, it was soon apparent that she was seeing the reaction she had expected.
"Hello, Samantha," it said, "and once again, my thanks for your trust. This group was formed for the specific purpose of providing women of the lesbian lifestyle a safe and pleasant way to to gather for pleasure. Since its inception, we have grown in number and activities. The fact that you chose not to use your safe word was a signal to us that you were open to more than just the usual sexual situations. A major test for you was the anal penetration which you passed with flying colors, although Im told by the group leader
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