Unique Wear Boutique, Richmond, Va.
Jessie stood outside the simple store where Alice Green and several of her friends worked. It was simple, but it had some nice designs displayed in the windows showing their merchandise. She turns towards the sound of a motorcycle heading her way.

As it got closer to her, she noticed two people riding it. The first person she recognized right away. It was Tony, and the figure behind him was David dressed as Catherine Bach. She was wearing a helmet as they used in the old Dukes of Hazzard television show.

The Pink Banana, Henrico County, Va..:
Jessie was wearing a custom-made corset drag dress with a long skirt, crotchless panties, and an LED butt plug in her ass. Instead of her thigh-high leather spike boots she likes performing in, she decided to wear her calf-length leather boots with a four-inch heel. Every time she twirled around, the skirt raised, exposing the LED butt plug in her ass. Not that the audience couldn’t tell she was wearing one. The light from the butt plug lit up the back of her thighs.

The Mine Shaft:
Jessie shakes her ass while dancing around on stage in her leather corset, garter belt, leather panties, stockings, and thigh-high laced-up leather boots with four-inch heels. The song she was belting out was written by another member of the band. Her long, neon-purple straight hair swirled around her head each time she twirled.

Mary, Phyllis, Dave and I were having burgers in the secluded both in Big Al’s burger joint. We always went there after Dave had dragged us to the latest Anne Aragon movie. Dave had it bad. The rest of us humored him. Oh, we liked Anne Aragon but we weren’t fanatic fans like him.

We were a strange group. High school boys and girls are not supposed to be friends without romantic entanglements. We were. We had not been friends since kindergarten, only since third grade. To be honest my friendship with them had at times been vital to me and I’m not exaggerating. They had been a firm rock and a port in storm, to mix metaphors, when my life had been too crazy, which it had been all too often the last six years.

Bob waited for me after Drama Club. He had two tickets to the premiere of the new Secret Sissy Spy film. Actually it was Secret Sissy Spy 3. Technically that film had had its Hollywood premiere already but this was the national cinema premiere. He had won the tickets in a call-in radio show.

“Why don’t you go there with your girlfriend?” and then I remembered that his latest girlfriend was history. Bob had quite a lot of history. Rather ironic since he got Ds in that subject.

“No, I just want to see an action movie with a friend that appreciates action movies.”

Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade

Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without.