A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Epilogue
Six months later
Cassidy awoke in a panic. It was nearly six in the morning and she was going to be in so much trouble. She slid out of the covers and then struggled to stand. Desiree still slept on a mattress that lay directly on the floor. It was comfortable to sleep on, but a pain in the ass when it came to getting up when you were six months pregnant.
“Where are you going, Kitty?” Desiree reached out for her. “Come back to bed. I’m lonely already.”
“I wish I could, baby, but I have to get home before Ben wakes up.” Cassidy sat down on the chair in front of Desiree’s drafting table and then pulled her dress over her head.
“Say hello for me.”
Cassidy snorted. While her husband was fully aware of her relationship with Desiree, it wasn’t like he totally approved. It was a bit of assault on his machismo that she regularly sought the arms of not only another lover, but a woman’s. In exchange for allowing her to keep up her affair with Desiree he had two rules. First, she needed to record their lovemaking so he could watch it later, and to always spend the night at home. She could fuck her lesbian girlfriend all day long, but he wanted to wake up with her in bed with him.
Monday, January 29, 2018
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 12
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 12
After dropping Helen off at school, Cassidy drove to her very own Pilates studio. There was a class going and it was completely full, which made her quite happy. It wasn’t going to make her rich like Ryan, but if the studio kept up business like this, she and Helen should live quite comfortably.
At first she was worried that she’d make a mess of things. She’d never had a real job before and now she needed to run an entire business. But as the day went along she found that whatever situation arose, be it running a class, dealing with an upset customer, ordering supplies or handling employee questions, the knowledge popped into her head and she was able to deal with it.
During a break between classes Cassidy booted up her old phone to find that it was once again full of unread texts and phone messages. Most of them were from Penny, expressing her displeasure at being set up with a guy who wanted an occultist for a girlfriend. There were several from Desiree as well.
Before she could talk herself out of it she made a call to Desiree. It went straight to voicemail, making Cassidy suspected that the call had been rejected. She hoped that it was because Desiree didn’t recognize her mom’s phone number and not because she didn’t want to talk to her. She followed up with a text stating who she was and that she had a new phone. The phone started ringing less than a minute later.
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 12
After dropping Helen off at school, Cassidy drove to her very own Pilates studio. There was a class going and it was completely full, which made her quite happy. It wasn’t going to make her rich like Ryan, but if the studio kept up business like this, she and Helen should live quite comfortably.
At first she was worried that she’d make a mess of things. She’d never had a real job before and now she needed to run an entire business. But as the day went along she found that whatever situation arose, be it running a class, dealing with an upset customer, ordering supplies or handling employee questions, the knowledge popped into her head and she was able to deal with it.
During a break between classes Cassidy booted up her old phone to find that it was once again full of unread texts and phone messages. Most of them were from Penny, expressing her displeasure at being set up with a guy who wanted an occultist for a girlfriend. There were several from Desiree as well.
Before she could talk herself out of it she made a call to Desiree. It went straight to voicemail, making Cassidy suspected that the call had been rejected. She hoped that it was because Desiree didn’t recognize her mom’s phone number and not because she didn’t want to talk to her. She followed up with a text stating who she was and that she had a new phone. The phone started ringing less than a minute later.
Saturday, January 27, 2018
Perfect Match news
Hello,
The last part of A Perfect Match, Every Time is nearing completion and will most likely be posted tomorrow. It looks like there is also going to be a chapter 13, which I will post at the same time as chapter 12.
I thought that I might share a little on the genesis of this story. I'm always curious about how a writer comes up with their ideas. Maybe that is because I am a writer. Maybe to everyone else it is terribly boring. On the off chance that you are the kind of person who likes to know, here goes.
The last part of A Perfect Match, Every Time is nearing completion and will most likely be posted tomorrow. It looks like there is also going to be a chapter 13, which I will post at the same time as chapter 12.
I thought that I might share a little on the genesis of this story. I'm always curious about how a writer comes up with their ideas. Maybe that is because I am a writer. Maybe to everyone else it is terribly boring. On the off chance that you are the kind of person who likes to know, here goes.
Saturday, January 20, 2018
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 11
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 11
Cassidy was sitting on the king bed when Helen entered the master bedroom, holding her cigarette up by her face, poised like she was a starlet from the 1940s, ready for her closeup, looking so mature and grown up.
“Come, sit by me.” Cassidy patted the bed as she exhaled a large cloud of smoke to the side.
“What the fuck did you do?” Helen crossed her arms and remained standing. “And what’s the deal with Penny wanting to be sisters?”
“I think that it’s obvious what I did. I had Olga match you with Tommy as payback for what you did with Quinn.”
“I kind of get why I look like you, Tommy had a crush on you, but why do you look like me?”
“This wasn’t part of my plan, but I think that since you were still matched with Ryan when Olga matched you to Tommy, the magic forced me into a match with Ryan.”
“We need to go to Olga and get this fixed.” Helen’s buzz was starting to fade which was really annoying her.
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 11
Cassidy was sitting on the king bed when Helen entered the master bedroom, holding her cigarette up by her face, poised like she was a starlet from the 1940s, ready for her closeup, looking so mature and grown up.
“Come, sit by me.” Cassidy patted the bed as she exhaled a large cloud of smoke to the side.
“What the fuck did you do?” Helen crossed her arms and remained standing. “And what’s the deal with Penny wanting to be sisters?”
“I think that it’s obvious what I did. I had Olga match you with Tommy as payback for what you did with Quinn.”
“I kind of get why I look like you, Tommy had a crush on you, but why do you look like me?”
“This wasn’t part of my plan, but I think that since you were still matched with Ryan when Olga matched you to Tommy, the magic forced me into a match with Ryan.”
“We need to go to Olga and get this fixed.” Helen’s buzz was starting to fade which was really annoying her.
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 10
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 10
When Helen awoke she had no idea where she was or even what day it was. Her head felt like it was stuffed with cotton balls, as did her mouth. She spied a glass of orange juice, but that made her think of vodka which made her want to hurl. She ran to the kitchen sink and drank until her belly felt like it was going to burst. Looking at the kitchen clock she saw that it was a little after one. Since it was light out she guessed that it was PM and not AM.
She headed to her bedroom, to change her clothes. A shower was probably a good idea, but it sounded like too much effort. What wasn’t too much effort was tossing the all the fugly dresses in her closet. She couldn’t even remember why, or even when, she’d bought them, but she didn’t really care. They were hideous and she was never going to wear them so they had to go. She tossed them all into the hall and then rooted through her dresser for fresh underwear, t-shirt, jeans and hoodie. All of them fit much better today for some reason, not that she really cared. She wanted to get out of the house as soon as she could.
When she entered the garage she was shocked to see that the car was gone. Had Cassidy taken the car? She must have, but for some reason that idea bothered her. It wasn’t like she was going to drive it herself, not if she didn’t have to. All it did was pollute the air and clog the streets anyway. Better to get where you were going with your own power and not rely on the remains of dead dinosaurs. After pumping her bicycle tires full of air she took off towards the other side of town.
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 10
When Helen awoke she had no idea where she was or even what day it was. Her head felt like it was stuffed with cotton balls, as did her mouth. She spied a glass of orange juice, but that made her think of vodka which made her want to hurl. She ran to the kitchen sink and drank until her belly felt like it was going to burst. Looking at the kitchen clock she saw that it was a little after one. Since it was light out she guessed that it was PM and not AM.
She headed to her bedroom, to change her clothes. A shower was probably a good idea, but it sounded like too much effort. What wasn’t too much effort was tossing the all the fugly dresses in her closet. She couldn’t even remember why, or even when, she’d bought them, but she didn’t really care. They were hideous and she was never going to wear them so they had to go. She tossed them all into the hall and then rooted through her dresser for fresh underwear, t-shirt, jeans and hoodie. All of them fit much better today for some reason, not that she really cared. She wanted to get out of the house as soon as she could.
When she entered the garage she was shocked to see that the car was gone. Had Cassidy taken the car? She must have, but for some reason that idea bothered her. It wasn’t like she was going to drive it herself, not if she didn’t have to. All it did was pollute the air and clog the streets anyway. Better to get where you were going with your own power and not rely on the remains of dead dinosaurs. After pumping her bicycle tires full of air she took off towards the other side of town.
Saturday, January 13, 2018
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 9
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 9
After a brief recovery period Cassidy found Desiree and enlisted her help for another makeover, this one to return her to her old look. It was pretty easy. A little digging in her closet and Desiree found pair of jeans that she’d had from when she’d been heavier. They were loose enough in the posterior that they helped hide Cassidy’s new ass. She also loaned her a camo hoodie that hid her new hairdo and all of her tattoos. The old Cassidy was back.
Afterwards they both worked on Jax, giving him a bad boy to good boy makeover. While he removed all of his piercings, Desiree worked on taming his wild black hair, trying to make it look somewhat respectable. Cassidy poured through his closet looking for a shirt that wouldn’t make Penny turn and run the other way.
When they finished, he looked like a fairly normal person you might pass on the street and not even really notice. He wore a pair on clean blue jeans and a black polo shirt. Cassidy finished off his look with the silver cross Richmond had bought her. On the drive to the bank she had him memorize a couple of bible verses just in case Penny asked him for his favorite.
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 9
After a brief recovery period Cassidy found Desiree and enlisted her help for another makeover, this one to return her to her old look. It was pretty easy. A little digging in her closet and Desiree found pair of jeans that she’d had from when she’d been heavier. They were loose enough in the posterior that they helped hide Cassidy’s new ass. She also loaned her a camo hoodie that hid her new hairdo and all of her tattoos. The old Cassidy was back.
Afterwards they both worked on Jax, giving him a bad boy to good boy makeover. While he removed all of his piercings, Desiree worked on taming his wild black hair, trying to make it look somewhat respectable. Cassidy poured through his closet looking for a shirt that wouldn’t make Penny turn and run the other way.
When they finished, he looked like a fairly normal person you might pass on the street and not even really notice. He wore a pair on clean blue jeans and a black polo shirt. Cassidy finished off his look with the silver cross Richmond had bought her. On the drive to the bank she had him memorize a couple of bible verses just in case Penny asked him for his favorite.
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 8
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 8
As Cassidy slipped on her dress she looked over at Quinn, sleeping soundly, and knew that she should crawl back in bed with him and go to sleep too. He was the one she’d been matched with, not his sister. Yet, the promise that had come with the kiss in the van drew her away from the comforting arms of her new lover and out of his room.
She found Desiree in the living room, curled up on the couch, drawing in a large sketchbook, listening to Halestorm’s “Mz. Hyde” play over a portable bluetooth speaker sitting on the windowsill.
Desiree sat up and smiled when she saw Cassidy enter the room. “I was hoping that I’d see you tonight.”
“Do you have a charger?” Cassidy held up her dead phone.
Desiree popped to her feet, walked over to Cassidy and took her by the hand. “It’s in my bedroom.”
“You sure move fast.” Cassidy had just lost her cherry to Quinn and now she was hoping into his sister’s bed. What kind of slut was she becoming?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Desiree trailed her fingers over the tattoo forming on Cassidy’s arm. “I just want to finish up Alice.”
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 8
As Cassidy slipped on her dress she looked over at Quinn, sleeping soundly, and knew that she should crawl back in bed with him and go to sleep too. He was the one she’d been matched with, not his sister. Yet, the promise that had come with the kiss in the van drew her away from the comforting arms of her new lover and out of his room.
She found Desiree in the living room, curled up on the couch, drawing in a large sketchbook, listening to Halestorm’s “Mz. Hyde” play over a portable bluetooth speaker sitting on the windowsill.
Desiree sat up and smiled when she saw Cassidy enter the room. “I was hoping that I’d see you tonight.”
“Do you have a charger?” Cassidy held up her dead phone.
Desiree popped to her feet, walked over to Cassidy and took her by the hand. “It’s in my bedroom.”
“You sure move fast.” Cassidy had just lost her cherry to Quinn and now she was hoping into his sister’s bed. What kind of slut was she becoming?
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Desiree trailed her fingers over the tattoo forming on Cassidy’s arm. “I just want to finish up Alice.”
Thursday, January 11, 2018
More Perfect Match on its way.
Hello,
Just a quick note to let you know that more of A Perfect Match, Every Time is coming in a day or two. Also, I'll be posting two chapters back to back, instead of just one. I will try to do that again with chapters 10 and 11.
When I first announced this story I said that there would be 10 chapters. Well, as with a lot of my stories (read: all), it grew as I revised it. There are now 12 chapters.
There's still a lot of story to tell. I hope that you're enjoying it so far.
Just a quick note to let you know that more of A Perfect Match, Every Time is coming in a day or two. Also, I'll be posting two chapters back to back, instead of just one. I will try to do that again with chapters 10 and 11.
When I first announced this story I said that there would be 10 chapters. Well, as with a lot of my stories (read: all), it grew as I revised it. There are now 12 chapters.
There's still a lot of story to tell. I hope that you're enjoying it so far.
Monday, January 8, 2018
Xmas story trade
I thought that since it was going to be another day or two until I can post the next part of "A Perfect Match, Every Time" I'd post the other half of the Christmas story exchange I participated in this year.
In a nutshell, my request had been for a woman to transform while protecting a group of people she cared about. I gave a couple of examples, one being a group of women are accosted by a tough biker and one of them stands up to him and turns into a biker herself. In my mind I was thinking she'd become a female biker, but I am happy with how it turned out.
Untitled
by CW Tyger
The first day of summer was an excellent excuse for Marsha and her friends to go shopping. Truth be told, any excuse was an excellent excuse for them to go shopping. They’d never needed a good reason other than having money to burn since they’d met in college and discovered their common love of consumerism. They’d had absolutely nothing else in common other than blonde hair and brown eyes, but as long as they could hang out at the mall and increase their already sizable wardrobes, that didn’t matter to them.
“Check this out!” she bragged to her three friends as she showed them the brand new bikini she’d purchased.
Tiffany wrinkled her nose. “It’s ugly,” she finally managed to say, averting her eyes from the loud disaster in Marsha’s hands.
“Yeah, I know,” Marsha confessed. “But look at how little it leaves to the imagination.” She held it up to her ample chest; although she’d hidden it in a sweater, her bosom was still prominent. The bottoms were little more than a string that seemed to disappear when she similarly modelled it over the faded jeans she wore. It was very clear that the bikini would only cover certain strategic parts. “They’d knocked 90% off and I just had to have it. I think I’m going to wear it to next week’s pool party and accidentally leave it behind.”
The girls knew what she meant by “accidentally” and that she probably wouldn’t care enough to want it returned.
“It looks like they’d knocked 90% of the fabric off as well,” Jessica said.
“I feel sorry for whoever you blind with that thing,” Ursula commented.
“Well, it’s going to be on the floor soon enough anyway,” Marsha responded. “Out of sight and out of mind!”
The girls made several purchases and showed them off in turn, each one expressing their approval of the price tag and yet agreeing that the purchases themselves were terrible, albeit useful in their own limited ways.
And so it went for the entire afternoon. The quartet raided all the clothing stores and a few that catered to their own interests. That evening, as they were making their way back to their car, Marsha was still gushing about the teddy bear she’d bought for herself.
“Don’t you have a room full of those?” Ursula asked. It was less that she didn’t remember and more that she thought she was reminding Marsha.
“Of course I do,” came Marsha’s response. “But this one is extra special adorable, don’t you think?” She held him up so he was facing the rest of the group. “I think he’ll be the centrepiece of my collection!”
They heard the sound of mocking laughter nearby and as one, turned to see where it was coming from. A group of bikers had parked nearby and were egging on their leader, who called out to them, “Hey! You, the hot bitch holdin’ Teddy. Wanna ditch the toys an’ come play with a real man?” His friends all laughed as one punched his shoulder.
In a nutshell, my request had been for a woman to transform while protecting a group of people she cared about. I gave a couple of examples, one being a group of women are accosted by a tough biker and one of them stands up to him and turns into a biker herself. In my mind I was thinking she'd become a female biker, but I am happy with how it turned out.
Untitled
by CW Tyger
The first day of summer was an excellent excuse for Marsha and her friends to go shopping. Truth be told, any excuse was an excellent excuse for them to go shopping. They’d never needed a good reason other than having money to burn since they’d met in college and discovered their common love of consumerism. They’d had absolutely nothing else in common other than blonde hair and brown eyes, but as long as they could hang out at the mall and increase their already sizable wardrobes, that didn’t matter to them.
“Check this out!” she bragged to her three friends as she showed them the brand new bikini she’d purchased.
Tiffany wrinkled her nose. “It’s ugly,” she finally managed to say, averting her eyes from the loud disaster in Marsha’s hands.
“Yeah, I know,” Marsha confessed. “But look at how little it leaves to the imagination.” She held it up to her ample chest; although she’d hidden it in a sweater, her bosom was still prominent. The bottoms were little more than a string that seemed to disappear when she similarly modelled it over the faded jeans she wore. It was very clear that the bikini would only cover certain strategic parts. “They’d knocked 90% off and I just had to have it. I think I’m going to wear it to next week’s pool party and accidentally leave it behind.”
The girls knew what she meant by “accidentally” and that she probably wouldn’t care enough to want it returned.
“It looks like they’d knocked 90% of the fabric off as well,” Jessica said.
“I feel sorry for whoever you blind with that thing,” Ursula commented.
“Well, it’s going to be on the floor soon enough anyway,” Marsha responded. “Out of sight and out of mind!”
The girls made several purchases and showed them off in turn, each one expressing their approval of the price tag and yet agreeing that the purchases themselves were terrible, albeit useful in their own limited ways.
And so it went for the entire afternoon. The quartet raided all the clothing stores and a few that catered to their own interests. That evening, as they were making their way back to their car, Marsha was still gushing about the teddy bear she’d bought for herself.
“Don’t you have a room full of those?” Ursula asked. It was less that she didn’t remember and more that she thought she was reminding Marsha.
“Of course I do,” came Marsha’s response. “But this one is extra special adorable, don’t you think?” She held him up so he was facing the rest of the group. “I think he’ll be the centrepiece of my collection!”
They heard the sound of mocking laughter nearby and as one, turned to see where it was coming from. A group of bikers had parked nearby and were egging on their leader, who called out to them, “Hey! You, the hot bitch holdin’ Teddy. Wanna ditch the toys an’ come play with a real man?” His friends all laughed as one punched his shoulder.
Saturday, January 6, 2018
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 7
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 7
When Cassidy woke the following morning it was still mostly dark, but it was lighter than when she’d gone to sleep so she figured that the sun was just starting to rise. The sounds of birds chirping was a pretty solid giveaway, too. Half of her was cold and the other half was sweating. She was still wearing the black leather pants, but the top half of her was naked and pressed up against Quinn’s bare chest. She loved the sensation of her soft breasts pressed against his hard muscles. The whole thing made her want to laugh. She was in bed with a man. A naked man! It felt so adult. She couldn’t wait to tell Penny, but then she remembered that she still hadn’t made up with her best friend.
Despite freezing and overheating simultaneously, she stayed where she was, listening to Quinn breathe, the birds chirp and the water tumble over rocks. A new sound joined the others a few minutes later. It was the zipper on the other tent. It was followed by soft footsteps drawing closer. She knew it was her mom; Ryan’s shadow didn’t have those kind of curves. Her mom hovered outside of her daughter’s tent for several minutes, before eventually jogging off downstream.
Cassidy decided to wake up her new boyfriend the same way that she’d sent him off to sleep, hoping that he’d finish with a roar just as her mom returned from her jog. Her mom lasted way longer than Quinn. Way longer. Still, she had another orgasm when he did. The whole thing made her wish she had someone to talk to who wasn’t a virgin. She had a strong feeling that girls normally didn’t orgasm when a man ejaculated in their mouths, but didn’t really know for sure. She would have googled it, but she’d forgotten to charge her phone before leaving the house and it was totally dead.
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 7
When Cassidy woke the following morning it was still mostly dark, but it was lighter than when she’d gone to sleep so she figured that the sun was just starting to rise. The sounds of birds chirping was a pretty solid giveaway, too. Half of her was cold and the other half was sweating. She was still wearing the black leather pants, but the top half of her was naked and pressed up against Quinn’s bare chest. She loved the sensation of her soft breasts pressed against his hard muscles. The whole thing made her want to laugh. She was in bed with a man. A naked man! It felt so adult. She couldn’t wait to tell Penny, but then she remembered that she still hadn’t made up with her best friend.
Despite freezing and overheating simultaneously, she stayed where she was, listening to Quinn breathe, the birds chirp and the water tumble over rocks. A new sound joined the others a few minutes later. It was the zipper on the other tent. It was followed by soft footsteps drawing closer. She knew it was her mom; Ryan’s shadow didn’t have those kind of curves. Her mom hovered outside of her daughter’s tent for several minutes, before eventually jogging off downstream.
Cassidy decided to wake up her new boyfriend the same way that she’d sent him off to sleep, hoping that he’d finish with a roar just as her mom returned from her jog. Her mom lasted way longer than Quinn. Way longer. Still, she had another orgasm when he did. The whole thing made her wish she had someone to talk to who wasn’t a virgin. She had a strong feeling that girls normally didn’t orgasm when a man ejaculated in their mouths, but didn’t really know for sure. She would have googled it, but she’d forgotten to charge her phone before leaving the house and it was totally dead.
Thursday, January 4, 2018
Story: Urcaguary’s Amulet
This is a the story I wrote as part of a Christmas story exchange. The requester wanted a pair of anthro foxes turned into 150 foot foxtuars via a curse while exploring ruins. Below is what I came up with.
Urcaguary’s Amulet
by Varian Milagro
“We should turn back,” Brian said. “We never should have come here.”
“I’m not leaving empty handed,” Vivien said. She was using her headlamp to illuminate a scrap of leather with crude markings on it. “We paid a lot of money for this map and I intend to make it worth my while.”
“What do you think, Ty?” Emily asked her brother. Both she and Tiberius were anthro foxes, covered from head to foot in soft fur. Like their human companions they were bipedal, except she and her brother walked digitigrade, on their toes, like regular foxes.
“I’m game if you are. I love a good adventure, you know that.” Ty slid closer to Vivien to get a better look at the map.
Ty’s fur was gray over most of his body, except for the front of his torso, which was pure white. Emily’s coloration was an orangish red over most of her body, but most of her torso, arms and legs were white. While neither of the anthro foxes needed to wear clothing for warmth or to cover their modesty, he wore a red t-shirt and she wore a vest with a myriad of pockets and a pair of hiking shorts.
They were currently standing in a dimly lit subterranean corridor, their headlamps creating ominous shadows down the long passageway. The ever present cobwebs and dark, viscous liquid oozing between the large stones that made up the walls added an unneeded layer of creepiness to their endeavor. The air was thick with the smell of decay. Snakes as thick as fire hoses slithered about along the floor while spiders the size of softballs crawled above their heads. Vivien, an amatuer zoologist, had assured them earier that none of the species that they’d encountered so far were particularly poisonous, but it was still best to steer clear of the local fauna as much as possible.
Urcaguary’s Amulet
by Varian Milagro
“We should turn back,” Brian said. “We never should have come here.”
“I’m not leaving empty handed,” Vivien said. She was using her headlamp to illuminate a scrap of leather with crude markings on it. “We paid a lot of money for this map and I intend to make it worth my while.”
“What do you think, Ty?” Emily asked her brother. Both she and Tiberius were anthro foxes, covered from head to foot in soft fur. Like their human companions they were bipedal, except she and her brother walked digitigrade, on their toes, like regular foxes.
“I’m game if you are. I love a good adventure, you know that.” Ty slid closer to Vivien to get a better look at the map.
Ty’s fur was gray over most of his body, except for the front of his torso, which was pure white. Emily’s coloration was an orangish red over most of her body, but most of her torso, arms and legs were white. While neither of the anthro foxes needed to wear clothing for warmth or to cover their modesty, he wore a red t-shirt and she wore a vest with a myriad of pockets and a pair of hiking shorts.
They were currently standing in a dimly lit subterranean corridor, their headlamps creating ominous shadows down the long passageway. The ever present cobwebs and dark, viscous liquid oozing between the large stones that made up the walls added an unneeded layer of creepiness to their endeavor. The air was thick with the smell of decay. Snakes as thick as fire hoses slithered about along the floor while spiders the size of softballs crawled above their heads. Vivien, an amatuer zoologist, had assured them earier that none of the species that they’d encountered so far were particularly poisonous, but it was still best to steer clear of the local fauna as much as possible.
Monday, January 1, 2018
Story: A Perfect Match, Every Time - part 6
A Perfect Match, Every Time
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 6
Cassidy breathed deep several times before stepping out of the tent, excited to see Quinn’s face, hoping that he’d be pleased with her new look, not knowing what she’d do if he hated it, maybe run off and cry for a few hours.
“Introducing, the all new Cassidy!” Marnie said.
Cassidy found Quinn’s face and kept her eyes locked on him.
“Holy shit, you look hot!” Jax said.
“Okay, now I’m happy that I made you fall into that bush,” Derek said.
Quinn didn’t say anything, but his eyes sparkled as he gazed at her. He stepped forward, took her hand and lifted it above her head.
“Let me look at you.”
Cassidy did a slow twirl, trying to keep her eyes on Quinn’s as she spun. When she stopped he ran his fingers over the artwork on her arm.
“I fucking love this. Want to go for a walk?”
“Okay,” Cassidy said, her eyes lost in his. If anyone else said anything she didn’t hear it; he was her whole world at the moment.
Despite it being nearly pitch black outside, Quinn found his way to the creek easily. Along the way he pointed out roots and rocks that might trip Cassidy. She didn’t trip once which was surprising since she’d never worn shoes with a heel higher than an inch before. Somehow she maneuvered in Desiree’s boots without any problem and the thin heels had to be at least three inches.
by Varian Milagro
Chapter 6
Cassidy breathed deep several times before stepping out of the tent, excited to see Quinn’s face, hoping that he’d be pleased with her new look, not knowing what she’d do if he hated it, maybe run off and cry for a few hours.
“Introducing, the all new Cassidy!” Marnie said.
Cassidy found Quinn’s face and kept her eyes locked on him.
“Holy shit, you look hot!” Jax said.
“Okay, now I’m happy that I made you fall into that bush,” Derek said.
Quinn didn’t say anything, but his eyes sparkled as he gazed at her. He stepped forward, took her hand and lifted it above her head.
“Let me look at you.”
Cassidy did a slow twirl, trying to keep her eyes on Quinn’s as she spun. When she stopped he ran his fingers over the artwork on her arm.
“I fucking love this. Want to go for a walk?”
“Okay,” Cassidy said, her eyes lost in his. If anyone else said anything she didn’t hear it; he was her whole world at the moment.
Despite it being nearly pitch black outside, Quinn found his way to the creek easily. Along the way he pointed out roots and rocks that might trip Cassidy. She didn’t trip once which was surprising since she’d never worn shoes with a heel higher than an inch before. Somehow she maneuvered in Desiree’s boots without any problem and the thin heels had to be at least three inches.
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