Forced date
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 6
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
“So call me tomorrow morning and we can set up a date. I’ll talk with you the next day.” You cover your mouth and yawn, trying to subliminally tell Catherine that now is a bad time to talk. All you want right now is to get back into your apartment, open up a sealed thimble of beer and watch a little girl on girl porn. Even though you have a real beauty in front of you, you’d much rather have the less arduous of watching a woman then talking to one.
“But I want to go out now,” Catherine hisses and you take a step back. That was unexpected. It might have been a while since you last met the bombshell blonde-haired woman, but you don’t remember her being so forceful back then. Figuring her attitude was caused by jitters brought on by her divorce, you again told her to call you tomorrow. Maybe by then she’ll be a little less crazed.
You barely take a step when Catherine struts rapidly towards you. You hear her high heels tapping against the floor and look up just in time to see her hand heading towards you. Her fingers close around you and lift you off your desk. Your feet kick helplessly in the air as your carried further up and closer to Catharine’s body. Momentarily, you’re pressed against her chest and feel her soft breast against your whole body. Her smell fills your nostrils and you freeze. She’s wearing a strong perfume that reminds you of cinnamon, it’s a pleasant smell that mingles well with the original scent of her body. As you are distracted by her soft chest and pleasant smell, Catherine is fumbling with her purse, trying to get it open. When you finally get your senses back and realize that your being manhandled by a strange woman, Catherine has gotten her purse open and quickly tosses you in. You land on top of a change purse and a compact mirror. The purse is slowly closing and you glance up in time just to see Catherine’s face as she winks at you. All light is taken away when the purse closes, trapping you with her makeup and personal items.
Catherine starts moving and your tosses around in her purse. You try to stay still, but every step she takes jerks you from one side of the purse to the other. The shaking stops and you hear a car starting up, Catherine must have reached the parking lot and was leaving the hospital. Without the quakes distracting you, everything that has happened runs through your mind as you sit in the dark. You’ve been taken by a woman, a beautiful woman that makes you think dirty things, and she wants to take you out on a date. Not such a bad thing, but why kidnap you? Shyness? Desperation for male contact? Effect of not taking her meds?
Whatever the reason, it looks like your going out with this woman now, whether you like it or not. The car stops and once again you’re thrown around the purse as Catherine gets out of the car with her purse. You avoid falling makeup, until Catherine stops and you see light begin to pour in from the top of her purse. Catherine lifts you up and places you down. You look around you to see where she’s taken you.
“But I want to go out now,” Catherine hisses and you take a step back. That was unexpected. It might have been a while since you last met the bombshell blonde-haired woman, but you don’t remember her being so forceful back then. Figuring her attitude was caused by jitters brought on by her divorce, you again told her to call you tomorrow. Maybe by then she’ll be a little less crazed.
You barely take a step when Catherine struts rapidly towards you. You hear her high heels tapping against the floor and look up just in time to see her hand heading towards you. Her fingers close around you and lift you off your desk. Your feet kick helplessly in the air as your carried further up and closer to Catharine’s body. Momentarily, you’re pressed against her chest and feel her soft breast against your whole body. Her smell fills your nostrils and you freeze. She’s wearing a strong perfume that reminds you of cinnamon, it’s a pleasant smell that mingles well with the original scent of her body. As you are distracted by her soft chest and pleasant smell, Catherine is fumbling with her purse, trying to get it open. When you finally get your senses back and realize that your being manhandled by a strange woman, Catherine has gotten her purse open and quickly tosses you in. You land on top of a change purse and a compact mirror. The purse is slowly closing and you glance up in time just to see Catherine’s face as she winks at you. All light is taken away when the purse closes, trapping you with her makeup and personal items.
Catherine starts moving and your tosses around in her purse. You try to stay still, but every step she takes jerks you from one side of the purse to the other. The shaking stops and you hear a car starting up, Catherine must have reached the parking lot and was leaving the hospital. Without the quakes distracting you, everything that has happened runs through your mind as you sit in the dark. You’ve been taken by a woman, a beautiful woman that makes you think dirty things, and she wants to take you out on a date. Not such a bad thing, but why kidnap you? Shyness? Desperation for male contact? Effect of not taking her meds?
Whatever the reason, it looks like your going out with this woman now, whether you like it or not. The car stops and once again you’re thrown around the purse as Catherine gets out of the car with her purse. You avoid falling makeup, until Catherine stops and you see light begin to pour in from the top of her purse. Catherine lifts you up and places you down. You look around you to see where she’s taken you.
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