Message-ID: <11125eli$9805111439@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: chilepeelr@aol.com (Chilepeelr) Subject: Peeler RP: Manhattan Madness - Part 12 (end) 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: <1998051019490200.PAA17255@ladder01.news.aol.com> ************************************************************************** THE FOLLOWING STORY CONTAINS GRAPHIC LANGUAGE AND DESCRIPTIONS OF SEXUAL ACTIVITIES. THIS MATERIAL IS DISTRIBUTED "FOR ADULTS ONLY" AND POSSESSION BY A MINOR IS STRICTLY FORBIDDEN. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OF AGE - GO FIND SOMETHING ELSE TO READ. ************************************************************************** MANHATTAN MADNESS PART 12 by Chili Peeler chilepeelr@aol.com EPILOGUE "ATTENTION. FLIGHT 623 TO CHICAGO IS BOARDING ALL ROWS..." "That's me," Jim said sadly, holding his sister's hand as they sat near the boarding ramp. "Don't be such a gloomy Gus," Beth said, squeezing his hand and kissing him on the cheek. "What did you expect, Liz? After all, he's leaving us two sexy creatures behind," Julie teased, from his other side. "Well, not forever." Beth promised. "That's true," Jim said confidently, "And until then I've got plenty of memories to last me." "Not to mention those Polaroids!" Julie sexily said as she kissed his other cheek. Their last night had been captured on Polaroids and a camcorder; the girls would keep the camcorded chronicle. "Hide those good," Beth said, kissing his ear. "I better get on board...before you two get me going again." He stood up and they walked over to the gate. There was about 20 guys in Army uniforms in line to board and their heads all swiveled toward him and his two shapely companions. "Look at those wolves," Julie kidded as they mentally undressed her. Boy, would they be surprised! "Yeah, I think we ought to show them who we're with," Beth said and she turned his face to her and kissed him hard, with lots of tongue. He felt Julie leaning against him, her hand going to rub his crotch. As fast as their little show began, the girls disengaged themselves and headed back down the terminal, waving good-bye and then hugging each other as they shassayed out of sight. Jim turned around to find the Army grunts staring at him. "If you got it, you got it!" he said. THE END Chile Peeler - 1996 -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----