The Beast's Virgin Offering (The Dark Forest of Forced Seduction)
this particular
evening and Cassey wanted to go and hear some of the tales being
spun. The theme for the evening was Medieval Times. It had always
been a fascination of hers, the knights and spells, the mysteries
that were full of fairies and evil lurking monsters.
    When she arrived, the small café was almost
completely filled. She glanced around to see if she could find
anyone at all that she might recognize from a class or the dorm but
no one caught her attention. Next scan was to see if there were any
half filled tables with friendly looking students that might invite
her to sit with them if she approached and asked. She wanted to
make sure that anyone she sat with would not want to chit chat all
through the performances. That would completely aggravate and
frustrate her.
    As she glanced around she noticed one guy
sitting at a table alone with two empty chairs. He looked harmless
enough. He was kind of tall, dark hair, well dressed in kakis and a
polo shirt, nice loafers with no socks, which was indicative of the
style of those times. She made a decision to take a chance because
she knew those chairs could disappear as quickly as they had
appeared and it was the only real possibility she had scoped out
during her quick scan.
    As she approached him he must have noticed
her from the corner of his eye because he looked at her, smiled and
waved a hand for her to come over and sit. She felt relieved; she
had not even had to speak to him at this point. She smiled back as
he stood and pulled the chair back for her, helping to push it back
in again once she was seated. and she She whispered a polite thank
you. He just nodded with a smile and they both turned their
attention to the stage.
    Reed walked her back to the dorm that night
and they stood awkwardly at the entrance to the building and made
some very light small talk until she finally said she had better go
in. He quickly found a bit of courage and asked her if he could see
her again. God he was so cute that night. They made arrangements to
attend another session at the café over the weekend that was ahead
of them.
    Cassey was relieved for him to go that night,
but kind of excited to that she would see him again. She wasn’t
sure what they might have in common other than and interest in
medieval literature but she knew he was a soft spoken, polite
gentleman. These things grabbed her attention enough to make her
want to spend some more time with him.
    Now, three years later, she had said painful
goodbyes to him and promised to email sometimes, then felt the
sting of guilt as she saw a tear slide down his cheek. She was glad
she had made the decision not to invite him to go to Germany with
her. It had been a difficult decision to make. While they had not
become attached in a way that either thought of it as an engagement
of any sort, they had become inseparable friends.
    They had never consummated the relationship,.
Though though this thought had crossed her mind and she felt sure
he would have been an attentive lover., However, she really could
not seem to let go and give herself to him in that way. She had not
ever met anyone that with whom she felt inclined to give in to her
sexual desires and fantasies with in that way. She and Reed
promised to see each other when she returned, in order to determine
if the sparks were still there, and to decide how they wanted to
proceed with the relationship.
    Though she would surely miss him, she was
very pleased she had not succumbed to his constant hints at coming
along with her. She was equally as pleased that she had not given
up her virginity to this man at this time in her life. Having that
sort of bondIt would have certainly given her great pause about
leaving and going so far away with so much still to discover on her
own.
    ***
    The alarm jolted Cassey awake the next
morning and she quickly showered, dressed, pulled all of her bags
to the front of the dorm, double checking checked her tickets,
passport and identification cards

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