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As Told To Me By Chastity
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As Told To Me By Chastity She had been feverish with lust when she woke this morning. She could vaguely remember a string of sexually explicit fragmented dreams that made no sense and seemed to serve no other purpose than to frustrate her sexually. When she was awake she had sexual daydreams and fantasies. When she slept there were constant sexual dreams. It was like her sexual hyper drive had been switched on and she didn't have any idea where the off button was located. 'I need an owners manual to manage this beast,' She thought . She got into the shower, and turned on the hot water. She relieved herself twice in the shower with her waterproof vibe while indulging herself with some wicked fantasies. As the steam rose around her naked flesh she imagined herself in the Amazon rain forest underneath a huge waterfall, nude and basking in the rushing waters. Sunlight filtered through the trees creating an interplay of light and shadow across her wet body. She suddenly realized that she wasn't alone. A tall amazon warrior stood several feet away watching her. His spear was coming to life, and steadily rising as he watched her bathing.".................................................................... .................If jace wants to leave me alone then he shouldn't be surprised if he's not included in my fantasy life, she mused silently. After drying off, chastity took the towel, and twisted her hair into a loose turban . She pulled on a pair of black<b> spandex </font></b>bicycle shorts, and a close fitting workout top fastening a jogging strap around her breasts. Sitting on the edge of the bed, she slipped on a pair of white anklet socks, and her favorite nike running shoes. She slicked her hair back into a low sleek ponytail, and headed to the workout room to run on her treadmill. She started off slowly and gradually increased her pace as her muscles warmed. About fifteen minutes into her workout she got off the treadmill without ever breaking a sweat. She wasn't in the mood to run. She just felt a little out of sorts. Some vague sense of restlessness troubled her. Maybe I just feel purposeless when everyone but me is gone. Do I really even know who that I am except in relation to my family? she wondered. Stopping by a full length wall mirror, she admired her lithe sexy body. She tried to take a realistic assessment of her body, but like most women she sold herself short. She hadn't a clue how incredibly attractive that she actually was. She felt a little naughty without underwear and a bra on. ' Why does it matter? I'm the only one here,' She realized, feeling a sudden rush of freedom and possibility. Since the experiences of the previous saturday night, she had been feeling more empowered, and stronger than usual. She felt more sure of herself. More her own person. More comfortable in her own skin. 'Isn't it ironic that an experience that some would call a sin or a moral lapse led to these kinds of changes in me, she mused . Maybe it's not ‘what ‘ I chose to do but "that” I chose to do it. Actually deciding on my own what is permissible for me, and acting on it. “Wow”, she thought, that is practically the opposite of everything I've always been taught, but i've never felt this alive before in my life. What if all this time we’ve been living spiritually deadened lives because we simply did what we were told was best for us, and didn't examine and decide and choose for ourselves? Could it possibly be true that morality doesn't consist of obeying an external set of rules at all, but instead consciously deciding what is best and acting on those principles? Chastity's head was spinning, and yet she intuitively knew that she was onto something big. Chastity had an inspiration. She remembered a quote from Gandhi that went something like this, "when we forget how to dig in the earth we forget who we really are" he said. Working in the yard in her flower beds did have a way of simplifying things, and ordering her thoughts, she remembered. She walked through the mud room, and out into her gardens . It was a beautiful sunny day with aqua blue skies punctuated with fluffy cotton ball clouds. It was warm but not hot. Chastity walked to the tool shed, and found a small hand spade and gloves.She had noticed a plot of tulips that needed weeding, thinning and replanting. She kneeled down on her knees, and began to weed the flowers. I'm so glad that I remembered the gloves, she said to herself. There had been so much rain that water was standing in the flower bed, and things were more than a little muddy. She carefully stayed on the edge of the grass trying to stay clean. She was leaning over the flowers, and reaching for weeds when he walked up behind her. It was the general contractor overseeing renovations on the house next door. He had seen Chastity and came over to ask her about a tree that was on their property line. He also couldn't help noticing the beautiful rear end greeting him as he neared her. |
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