Free Forever After by Miranda Evans Page A

Charles began to question his own sexual aptitude because Leah couldn't seem to orgasm with him. It wasn't his fault at all. He was a virile, sexually dynamic twenty-three year old and the same age as Leah but years ahead of her when it came to intercourse. It was Leah's own issues with her body, with the idea of lovemaking, which caused her to clam up and seem frigid in bed. Leah never masturbated but if she had, she might then have learned that the human body is something worth exploring and discovering and not something that is to be despised as a temple of sin.
     
    Still, at this point, all the masturbating in the world would have been too little, too late. Charles was long gone and, though Leah missed him in some ways, she was more upset about the fact that she might never be able to please a man in bed due to her prudish tendencies. And that as much as any other reason was why Leah hadn't gone out with friends or enjoyed herself in the past few weeks. It was fitting that she should catch a glimpse of Charles right as she was turning into Cascadia Circle.
     
    And now she was walking up to the bar, “Hobbes' Tavern,” better known as “Hobbies” to locals, and she would meet Crystal. Crystal might just make it all better. One thing was certain; you could always count on Crystal to get you out of a funk, especially if the funk involved relationships. As an almost perfect counterpoint to Leah, Crystal practically exuded sexuality. She had lost her virginity at 14 to a freshman in high school and she never looked back. Leah had met Crystal when the two were in Algebra in sophomore year and Crystal was already a sexual dynamo. Leah sometimes took a guilty pleasure in hearing Crystal's tales of debauchery. It was really her only connection to a world that she really didn't feel a part of. She was unnerved by some of the stories though. Once Crystal told Leah of a man who was heavily into sadomasochism. He had the whips, chains, cuffs and other accessories that Leah considered torture devices. Still, she couldn't believe the flushed face and smile of Crystal as she recounted how the man choked her, put clamps on her nipples, and generally treated her body like a battering ram.
     
    Crystal sometimes served as a great source of advice for all things sexual, but even then Leah never had the courage to go through with some of her tips. Besides, Crystal was far more extreme. She had had anal sex, something Leah found truly horrifying. Aside from the usual sanitary and moral issues, Leah imagined that the pain was unbearable. Once Charles had tried to slip his thumb in her ass during sex and Leah immediately recoiled. But to hear Crystal explain it, recounting the great feeling of the nerve endings as the cock slid out of her ass, one would think that it was a great time to be had by all. Ah well, different strokes as they say.
     

 
    Chapter 2
     
     
    Leah entered Hobbies and immediately saw Crystal at the bar. She was easy to locate because of her ostentatious style of dress. Today she was wearing a short skirt that revealed her smooth, toned legs. Around the apartment Crystal wore those shoes that Leah hated – The ones with the curves on the bottom that supposedly toned your lower body. Apparently they worked at least a little bit, but what Leah didn't consider was that her legs were more shapely and appealing than Crystal's. She would have never known this, because nobody was honest enough to tell her up to this point. So, alas, she often covered up her sexy lower body with jeans that weren't tight enough to show off her figure. As she sat down at the bar, Crystal turned to her.
     
    “Hey girl!!” she said.
     
    “Hi Crystal, how have you been?”
     
    “Me? How have YOU been?! I haven't seen you in weeks. Please tell me you're over that Charles prick.”
     
    “Well, I mean, I guess.....I don't know....yeah, I'm over HIM. It's just......well, forget it. But incidentally, you know I saw him when I was pulling