Free Home for the Weekend by Nicole Ryan Page B

picked up the photo and tears spilled onto my cheeks. Jesse rubbed my back soothingly as I took several deep breaths and set it on my kitchen counter before checking the rest of the house. Everything was destroyed, the crystal decanter set that Jerry had given me had been hurled at the wall, shattered in a million pieces. My sofa was overturned and a long slash went across it’s back, I ran to it and fell to my knees before shoving my hand inside.
    “Fuck. Fucking damn it!” I cried.
    “What?” Jesse stared at me wide eyed.
    “I had money in here. Savings for an emergency… it’s a long stupid story , because I don’t trust banks, I have a stash I keep separate from the rest of my money and it was in here. Ian is the only one who knew about it. He did this.” I knew it was true, even if I wanted it another way.
    I stood up and gazed at my ruined apartment. How could Ian do this? Maybe I had been wrong all this time. Maybe Ian was dangerous.
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Chastity’s story continues in Home for the Summer…

    Misty’s Mistique was in a large building around the corner from where Jesse and I had done our first shoot. We took the elevator up several floors and when we arrived on the pretty set which consisted of a large bed draped in yards of golden silk fabric, we were greeted by a tall woman with mousy blonde hair and a large nose that help thick glasses high on her nose.
    “ Hi Jesse, you’re a little early. Help yourselves to some coffee. You must be Chaste, it’s so nice to meet you, forgive me but I have to run downstairs for a moment, we are running a little behind schedule. Excuse me.” She said and smiled warmly at me as she hurried past us and down the hall we’d just come from.
    When she returned she had Anthony with her and he grinned hugely as he sashayed over to me and took my hands in his, hissing my left cheek.
    “You look beautiful. Let’s just touch up shall we?” He asked.
    I nodded and before long he was arranging my hair into thick ringlets around my face on the thick pillows around the bed. Jesse was waiting behind the camera for his cue to come in and wake the sleeping beauty, I lay there naked, except for the thin silk golden sheet that peaked where my hard nipples pressed against it.