Thread: Catherine's Story

yeah sorry for the unoriginal title but i was jotting down ideas and never thought of a name...anyways enjoy. Moonless nights were Catherine's favorite kind. The nosy neighbors tended to keep their windows closed on nights like this, afraid people would be able to see into their cherished homes. She quietly walked out the front door of her suburban ranch-style house, locked up, and began her nightly walk. She walked every night after when most of the people had their dinners and were readying for bed. Her neighborhood was typical full of married couples with their kids with one of the couple being the stay-at-home parent complete with some breed of annoying small dog, the kind that made far too much noise for the size. Mornings here were usuall a blitz of people rushing about, trying to make it to work or school on time. This was followed by a quiet period that would make someone believe the neighborhood deserted if not for the stray person mowing a lawn or doing something else of similar chore. The afternoons gradually became noisier with everyone slowly returning home and reuniting with their homes. The early and mid-evenings were bustling with activity as children were out playing in their yards or the street and people were going back and forth visiting and gossiping. Then dinner time would come and things would gradually quiet down again as people got ready to do it all again the next day. Catherine was fondest of nights because of this, because there was hardly anyone else about. She felt a sense of freedom because she could do what she wanted without anyone interfering. The air tonight took on the chill of winter even though it was April. She didn't mind it though, finding it quite refreshing. She wore a light denim jacket over her brown cotton t-shirt and her favorite pair of black jeans. Her brown leather boots were older and a bit worn, but were her most comfortable so she seemed to always wear them. She followed the street like she always did, taking a left out of her yard. Her soft amber eyes gazed about as she moved, either searching for something or just looking around for the sake of it. Her pale, milky skin gave of a dim glow everytime she passed under a streetlight. She kept the slightly pouty pink lips closed she continued on her path. The wind picked up as she reached the corner of the nearby intersection and took another left turn. The rush of cool air excited her senses, bringing faint smells and tingling the parts of her skin that were exposed. Her round, full nipples stood up against her shirt as if in defiance of being covered up. The walk took her about forty-five minutes to make. It was a twisty path, with her taking various right and left turns. The neighborhood slowly gave way to more open areas, and then eventually gave way to a series of trailer houses. She approached one that was painted a dull yellow as the wind tossed her hair slightly. Elise paced back and forth in her rather tidy trailer house. She was bustling about trying to see if anything needed to be cleaned even if she had already done it. She was preparing for a guest and wanted to make sure nothing was out-of-place. It took her some time to convince herself that everything was in order. She rushed to her bedroom and stripped all of her clothing from her slender body. She stared for a few moments down at her body, running her hands across herself. She was a pretty girl, her blue eyes were large almond orbs in her slightly narrow face. Thin yet rosy lips framed her mouth and when she smiled she gave off an impish look. Her body was slender, and in her own opinion a bit bony in places. Her small breasts never wore a bra and her nipples were shaped much like gumdrops. She had a slightly tanned skin that was so smooth and soft to the touch it was as if she was made of silk. She kept her sex neatly trimmed so that only a small triangle of her dark reddish hair was visible. She was rubbing her hands over her skin, her eyes half closed as if she were lost in some fantasy. A small sigh escaped her lips and she dressed herself pastel blue lace panties, some comfortable dark brown casual pants, and sea-green polo-style shirt. She stood there for a moment after dressing before heading back out to her living room. She pressed a button on her MP3 player and music seemed to come from every party of the room. Some song from Electric Valentine quietly played. Elise then sat on her couch and stretched out, waiting.