Message-ID: <44675asstr$1065784206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Originating-Email: [revcottonmather@hotmail.com] From: "Rev. Cotton Mather" X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 10 Oct 2003 04:03:18.0905 (UTC) FILETIME=[7048DE90:01C38EE3] X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 09 Oct 2003 23:03:18 -0500 Subject: {ASSM} NEW Playing the Game III: The Competitive Edge, Ch. 6 Date: Fri, 10 Oct 2003 07:10:06 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, IceAltar Welcome to Two-Fer Friday. Today, and today only, I am offering two chapters for the price of one. Get 'em while they're hot! RCM Rev. Cotton Mather Senior Pastor, Church of the Erotic Redemption http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/ReverendCottonMather/www http://www.storiesonline.net Would you like to be notified when I post new chapters or stories? Sign up at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/RCMStories/join **If I had to do it all over, I'd do it all over you** _________________________________________________________________ Compare Cable, DSL or Satellite plans: As low as $29.95. https://broadband.msn.com <1st attachment, "CE6.txt" begin> --------------------------------------------------------------------- Welcome to the Church of The Reverend Cotton Mather. This story is the sole property of the author, and may not be copied or downloaded for the intent of profit. Permission is freely given for anyone to download or copy for their personal pleasure or use, as long as there is no intent to charge money or barter for the privilege of acquiring this material. (copyright 2003, Rev. Cotton Mather) E-Mail all comments to RevCottonMather at hotmail dot com Don't be shy! I enjoy hearing from you. --------------------------------------------------------------------- THE COMPETITIVE EDGE: PLAYING THE GAME, BOOK III by Reverend Cotton Mather - 6 - TWO LETTERS Dearest Sean, I can't believe it's already the middle of September! Junior year is going by so fast for me! On the other hand, it seems like a year since I was able to see you, to feel your presence next to me. I miss you so much! Christmas is an eternity away! Homecoming is in about three weeks. Jaimie and I are going to babysit Kyle so that Stephen and Tara can go to the dance. And before you even say anything, NO!!! I WON'T go if you're not there with me. And Jaimie feels the same way, too. Even though Jake is a lot closer, he still can't come home very often. He's got a game nearly every weekend, too, so it's hard for him to leave. Oh, I didn't tell you! Jake is playing rugby instead of football. He says it's kind of like football, only without pads. He says it's an English game, or Australian, or something. It sounds too rough to be English to me. Don't they play, like, cricket, or badminton, or something? Anyway, rugby sounds kind of rough, but he really likes it. He can tackle and block like in football. He says it's especially fun when the field is muddy. Yuck! My recreational soccer team is doing pretty well. We won our last two games, and our coach is going to sign us up for that tournament you took the Warriors to the last couple of years. I hope we do well! Wish us luck! I got a fun call yesterday! Since Molly is away at school, and she knows I'm just sitting at home moping about you being away (just kidding!) Lori Wilkinson - oops, I mean Lori McMasters! - anyway, Lori called and asked if I would be their main babysitter. I said I would, and my first babysitting job for them is this Friday night. Those boys are so much fun! I'll bet they miss you almost as much as I do, lover. Can I confess something to you? God, I hope my mother doesn't find this before I can mail it. Sometimes, at night, I lie awake and remember how you touch me. I just can't help it, because I know my memories are all I have until you come home. Some nights I just can't sleep, and I run my fingers slowly up and down my thighs, across my tummy, and around my boobs, trying to tease myself the same way you like to tease me. My boobs especially are so tender and achy from wanting to feel your lips on them, I have to pinch my nipples to give myself some temporary relief. It just isn't the same as when you do it though, Sean my love. Just the thought of your fingers and your tongue teasing me, caressing me in the most sensitive of spots, makes me light-headed. And the rest of me - oh, Sean, I get so wet just thinking of you as I lie in my bed, in the dark, with nothing but my pictures of you and my thoughts of your hands and your kisses. The way you touch me so lovingly, and yet you can be so hard and forceful when you need to be, it just makes me weak in the knees even thinking about it now, here in study hall! What would old Miss Epstein say if she could read this?? Please don't think I'm evil, Sean, just because I have these funny thoughts. I knew I would miss you terribly, but I never thought I would have these physical cravings for you! It's like I have a rash, and only feeling your naked body on top of mine will cure me. Help, I think I need a hot injection of Porter Love! *giggle* Oh my God, I can't believe I actually wrote that! But I won't scratch it out. No secrets between us, Sean, ever. That's my promise to you. One of my promises to you. Write back soon, Sean my love. I miss you, and all that keeps me going day by day is anticipating getting a letter from you, until I can hold you in my arms once again, three long months from now! All my love, forever and forever, Your Luscious, Kayla **************************************************************** Dearest Kayla, I've been so busy, you wouldn't believe it. College is way different from high school. There's a lot more reading to do, and writing papers, too. And you have to buy your own books, but I told you that already. Do you know my books for just my first semester cost over two hundred dollars? It's a good thing my scholarship covers my books, too. Anyway, here we are, only about three weeks into the semester, and I'm already falling behind in my reading. I went to that Greek Rush party at Bryan's fraternity the other night. It was kind of interesting. Their fraternity house is really big, they have a huge room on the first floor with a big-screen television in it, they have a giant meeting room in the basement, and they have a horseshoe pit in the back yard. Bryan introduced me to the president of the fraternity. His name is John Huff, but everybody calls him Jack behind his back! (It's a joke. Ask Jake to explain it if you don't get it, ha ha) I'm pretty sure I'm not going to join, though. I just don't have time for a fraternity. I barely have time now to do all the stuff I'm supposed to do (such as write to my girlfriend! ha ha). My roommate wants to pledge a certain fraternity. From what I understand, the process is something like this. You go to the introductory parties and meet the members. That was Monday night. Then, the fraternity members vote on who they want to invite back. You choose which fraternities you want to visit a second time from the list of those who invite you to return, maybe three or four of them, and you go to a second night of parties. Don't get me wrong, these aren't wild college parties. They are kind of formal and fake, like adult cocktail parties. Everybody gets kind of dressed up, and they stand around with these cheesy smiles on their faces, and pretend they are really having fun. It's actually kind of gross, when you think about it. Anyway, you go to the second night of parties, and then the fraternities meet again, and whittle down their list again. You can then decide to go to a third round, and usually you're choosing between two fraternities at this point. Or sometimes, it's just one that you like that invited you back, so you just go to that one a third time. After that, the fraternities vote on whether to invite you to join or not. By the third party, you should pretty much know if you fit in with the other members or not. Or you're supposed to, anyway. Whatever. Anyway, Westy wants to pledge this fraternity. He got invited back for a second party, and he's really looking forward to going and talking with the members. He's putting it all on the line with just this one frat, though. Either he declined the others, or they declined him, so he's already down to only one choice. I hope he's not disappointed. I'm sorry this letter isn't longer, Kay, but I've got to get busy and hit the books. If I get bad grades, they're going to yank me from the team, and I can't afford that! I miss you every day. I'll see you soon! Love, Your boyfriend, Sean (Continued in Chapter 7) <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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