Prologue:
I hope you enjoy reading my story as much as I enjoyed writing it. Life is not perfect and neither is my story, it is dirty, unashamed, unedited, baring blemishes and all, bare. it is not a legal brief constructed so every word is perfect, every common in the right place, edited ten times. My tumbling out style of writing comes from emotion, desire, a longing, sexual desire, fun erotica, fantasy. My stories come spilling out of me full of lust, raw energy, with no filter, a friend confessing to you. I'm not looking for perfection in my writing, I'm simply purging my mind.
Lost Opportunity, my pen name, refers to all those times I missed the signals, failed to take the leap, didn't recognize or understand what others were feeling/wanting, just didn't go far enough from my own hang ups and fears. I've learned in my thirty years to say yes, to take a chance, make a move, have no regrets, take chances, even if I fail or are rebuffed, even those that don't work out or even when they hurt how do I know if I don't try? Life is short enjoy the ride. I'm Cheryle "Cheri" an Irish Catholic, Attorney, Singer-Songwriter 30year old bi-sexual woman, 5'2" 107lbs., with blue eyes and long red hair-π
Please enjoy todays story written for my close friends at Emily's Escorts Kelleen and Lea.
Chapter One-The Balcony
Kellen is thirty year old bi girl from Tennessee, she is a bit of a switch, though it is not her be all end all. She can be tender, soft, and snuggly with me or I can leave the bedroom a destroyed mess when we are finished. When she brought Lea over to my tenth floor apartment I poured us all white wine and served it to them like a good hostess.