It's a Journey Not a Destination Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

It's a Journey Not a Destination Ch. 04

Hey readesr! Welcome first timers to my little saga (Don't we all just love first timers 😊) and a grateful hello to those returning! I've truly been having fun with this exercise of writing, and I hope that it's getting a little better each time. This is not as easy as one would think. I have so much respect for those in the LIT universe who seem to do this so easily and so well! You are my inspiration!

This chapter will represent my last in the first person style. I found this to be the easiest way to get going but I feel it's getting too complicated with the number of characters I want to draw upon. Early signs of my next chapter are proving to be a little more difficult to express, but I feel it's the direction needed to grow with this story and with my writing.

Thank you again for taking the time to read my amateur fantasy and I hope you find some connection with a character or two. A special thank you to those who have given me positive ratings, to those who have decided to follow me and for the comments I've received, it's all been very humbling and encouraging!

We pick up this chapter as Leticia tries to figure out how to deal with Isabel's anger.

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IT'S A JOURNEY, NOT A DESTINATION Ch.4

LETICIA'S PERSPECTIVE

I stood there, feeling a numbing sensation all through my body while holding the blanket my Nona made me.

"THAT'S RIGHT! I WATCHED YOU MOUTH FUCK HIM TILL YOU SWALLOWED HIS CUM! AND DESPITE MY UTTER DISGUST, MY COCK THOUGHT OTHEREWISE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW HARD IT IS TO COVER UP THIS THING WHEN IT'S HARD AS A ROCK?" I was frozen as I listened to Isabel scream at me. I had no idea she saw us... oh god this is bad! Unable to say anything yet, I let her continue.

"I didn't steal your blanket. I was panicked is all. I had to get out and my stupid problem was larger than life... so I improvised. I would've found a way to return it eventually." She was starting to calm down, which made it easier to recollect myself, and I saw my window into the conversation.

"Isabel... what you have... what you're living with, isn't a stupid problem. You must stop defining yourself like that." I offered with a soft voice.

"Are you fucking kidding me right now? Are you seriously pulling your counsellor shit out... now? Leticia... I watched you blow your staff member and apparently it wasn't the first time. Hell, it was even the first time that day!" Ouch! Not only did she see us, but she also heard us. I felt a little dizzy and sat back down on her couch. I simply stared at her. Not with anger but lost in my thoughts about how I can make this right... make her see it's not just as she saw it. My silence seemed to have had a calming effect on her and I could see her body relax. She looked skyward, and blew out some air, then looked down at the floor.

"I'm sorry Leticia. I shouldn't be yelling at you. I'm just... so confused right now. I've grown ...