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Monique and the Gnomethis story is part of the FanClub (fm:one-on-one, 7015 words) [1/2] show all parts

Author: Old Mike
Added: Sep 18 2008Views / Reads: 562 / 417 [74%]Part vote: 9.67 (6 votes)
A fantasy about meeting with Monique during a trip to Florida
 


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I was waiting with a limited amount of patience at the baggage pickup at the Orlando, Florida airport. It had been a short, if cramped flight from Pittsburgh and, being somewhat claustrophobic, I was not in the best mood by the time the plane landed. Add to that, the delay in the unloading of the baggage and the interminable wait for it to appear did not improve my mood in the least. Finally, I saw my luggage slide down the chute and grabbed it from the carousel. I headed to the terminal exit, where I quickly got a cab, which took me to the hotel I was staying at in Kissimmee.

The hotel was a mid-range hotel but the room's window looked out towards Disney World, which was better than the view of the highway or other hotels and condo's that the other sides offered. I tossed my luggage on the stand in the closet area, walked over to the air conditioner, turned it on to full blast and then collapsed onto the bed. So far, the trip had been a hassle, as I knew the training session I was attending would be, but, I was also going to meet Monique, the young black woman I'd met online and gotten to know. I just hoped she wouldn't run away screaming when she finally got to see me.

Why would she do that? Well, she is a 23 year old, thin, shapely and very sensual woman of five foot, four inches height, with an exquisitely beautiful face and the softest brown tone to her skin you could want to behold. I, on the other hand, am white, fifty-six, six foot tall, hazel eyes, round in shape. Not what a beautiful, young ...

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