Message-ID: <2147eli$9707181245@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: Francis Dashwood Subject: Lauren Gisal Book 1 (14/39 ff/mf/Ff/Mf,inc,cons,nc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-Id: <199707180127.TAA17681@shaman.lycaeum.org> Lauren Gisal ****Warning - Disclaimer for your protection **** The following fiction portrays events that will be considered offensive by some people in that graphic scenes are described of sexual intercourse by teenagers, adults, with and without their consent. Later chapters deal with punishment. If you are offended by such material then read no further and delete this file. You will note that by way of the plot and characterisation that there is no intent to condone or encourage similar behaviour. Indeed, it is clear that the story serves as a warning. The author hereby permits the redistribution of the attached material on the understanding that it is not for financial gain and it is credited to the author, Francis Dashwood. Chapter 14 Thursday 30th July Jim was waiting for her, as planned, outside the cinema. Lauren realised eventually, and told her mother, that there was only one cinema now in town. Her mother had checked the film schedule and warned her not to see `Stabbing Frenzy', especially not on a first date. She had also given her twenty francs and strict instructions to be back before it got dark. That was only after they had finished a heated debate about what she should wear. Her mother thought she had won by convincing Lauren to wear a smart, pale yellow dress, rather than jeans and a T-Shirt. Lauren had objected until the threat of reduced cinema money, and had then given way. Lauren thought too that the dress was probably the better bet, especially as she thought she had reasonable legs and had some shoes with a heel that would show off their shape. But to agree publicly would have been in poor taste. She swirled past her mother at the front door, listened to the regular warning about strange men, being home on time and telephoning if in trouble, and then skipped down to the bus stop. Jim bought their tickets (after mild protest from Lauren) and they entered the second part of the cinema where an action film was showing that promised to have all the basic ingredients they needed, such as a little intrigue and suspense. In addition Lauren wanted something with romance in it and a happy ending, not that she shared these thought with Jim. He, however, had alternative ideas. "If it doesn't have twenty-seven car chases then it's not a good film" he stated matter-of-factly. "Do you think `The Pirateers' is going to have many?" asked Lauren rhetorically, smiling as they sat down towards the back of the cinema. They engaged in small talk for a while during the adverts, leaning closer to each other. Once the film had started, Lauren thought she had lost her man for the duration, but he was attentive, checking she was still alive every ten minutes. Lauren didn't find it very interesting, but wouldn't have left for the world. Quite naturally, they both happened to turn to each other after about an hour at the end of an action packed scene. They were leaning towards each other and Lauren's lips parted. Jim drew her towards him and gently kissed her lips, sending a bolt of excitement through her which left her hands and toes tingling. He smiled and turned back to the film, taking her hand in his. The rest of the picture was lost on Lauren as she basked in her conquest. Outside, they walked through the streets and into the small park on the south of the town. Arm in arm, they wandered along the pathway, passing the ducks and willow trees on the edge of the pond until they sat down in the long grass by a tree and watched the world go by. "Oh, I spoke to my aunt. I told her you were beautiful and a perfect model. She'd like to see you!" said Jim, turning to Lauren. "You didn't!" "I did. Really, she would like to see you. Even if she can't use you it would be fun to have your picture taken in a real studio, eh?" "Well....when?" "How about Sunday afternoon. She's got a cancellation at two thirty but we have to check just before we leave" Lauren asked more questions than Jim had answers, but generally she was satisfied, not just that it seemed real, but that she would be able to get out of the house that afternoon if her parents were at home. They confirmed they would meet at the train station at about midday so that they could find some lunch before the ride to his aunt's. Lauren was so excited about the prospect. She was even happier when she caught sight of a schoolfriend walking in the park with her parents, and made every effort to ensure she was recognised with her man. That made it a perfect day. Lauren leaned back beside the tree gazing up at the leaves above her as the heady scent of the meadow carried her off into her world of dreams. She was aware of Jim laying beside her, tickling her lips with a long stalk of grass. She felt his arm slide across her stomach, pulling her towards him, and allowed his hands to stray along her arm. He leaned over her, his happy face smiling down as she took his hand in her own. Leaning down, he kissed her gently on the lips. Her heart beat so loudly that she thought he would notice, the force of the blood drumming in her ears as her teenage dreams of romance, princes and knights in shining armour seemed to come true. She knew that if she could have bottled the moment up, she would have done so and labeled it `My first love in the long grass by the lake'. But not if that had meant missing even a second of its intimacy. He slid down next to her. She turned towards him and felt his warm breath on her face and wallowed in the security that his strong arm provided. She nestled against him, her eyes closed. Their embrace grew more intense as their hands explored, Jim's resting momentarily on her small breasts as he pulled her towards him. Opposing forces inside her mind battled against each other, alternately suggesting that she lay back on the grass and enjoy, while an equally strong voice counseled her to wait until she knew him better. The voice of compromise won the day. She enjoyed once more the feeling of a boys hand on her chest as he played with her nipple through her bra, and then sat up, brushing the grass from her clothes. They stood and parted with another longer, more passionate kiss which left her breathless and counting the minutes until their next encounter. She was brought back to earth with a thump when she returned home, braving intense questioning from Mike and her mother about her `boyfriend'. Her mother eventually smiled, pleased with the new radiance in her daughter, and the obvious effect the young man was having on her. She couldn't remember when she had seen Lauren take so much care of herself. End of Chapter 14 -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | \ .../assm/faq.html> /