GA and CCC Story by Gh0st

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"Ginger Ale & Chocolate-Covered Cherries"This is a piece of erotica (8,100+ words) I wrote for the hell of it in my free time. Once I got started.. I decided to at least add a second part, if not more, down the road. So yeah.. this is part one.This story is about a journalist from Seattle who is actually doing a story in Alaska. A little strung out from the work.. and growing a little more than bored.. he begins to search for a little entertainment. He goes to a local club/bar and strikes up a conversation with a beautiful bartender..*TIDBITS*~ The tedious flow was already making him a slight rancorous. Ryker finished up with his work and headed back to his truck. He was now quickly removing his mask of enthusiasm and interest.. shedding it like the skin of a snake. He opens the door.. climbs in.. and shuts the door. Keys in hand, he penetrates the ignition and turns. The vehicle smoothly fires up. The exhaust breathes out the pipe.. puffing into the stillness of the evening. The damp shine glistens across the midnight black. The radio instantly comes on.. playing some old school Soul Asylum in the background. He opens the ashtray. The contents inside the clean and unused opening, contain 4 pre-rolled bones. Ryker pulls one out and places it between his lips. He removes the black gloves he was wearing. He reaches in his coat and pulls out a lighter. Leaning his head back taking in the music and the moment.. he fires it up and takes a toke. He inhales and holds it momentarily before slowly exhaling. He repeated this process for a few consistent cycles as he pondered how to slightly entertain his boredom for the rest of the evening. Ryker was not quite ready to just go and mentally die in his room at the Longliner. Off to a bar it was.*****~ She smiles at Ryker as she works her way towards him and grabbing a napkin along the way.. "Hiya!! And welcome, Stranger!!". She puts the napkin on the bar in front of him and leans down onto it. She smiles.. her thin, pink lips sparkle from the gloss applied. Pausing for a few brief seconds, just barely bobbing her curly, red head back and forth.. her eyes of crystal jade lock onto Ryker.. as she asks him.. "What can I quench your thirst with... Mysterious Mystic?!"-----~ Whitlea leaves to grab his sake. After a few, brief moments she comes back with a small glass and the bottle of sake. Sets the glass on the bar and fills it about a third full.. "First one is on me. So, what brings you to Sitka??"~ He takes a sip and sets the glass back to the bar. He spins the glass a couple of times and then looks up to her.. "The rock."*****~ Mistress Orania puts both hands on his seemingly unyielding shoulders and pushes downward.. until Ryker is on his knees facing forward towards the Sybian. Orania comes back around and stands in front of him. She begins slipping off her skirt. Her succulent, smooth, and bare pussy now exposed for him to see. "Do you think my pussy is pretty, Ryker?!".. She asks with sparkling eyes and sparkling toes. "Yes, Mistress Orania.. it's beautiful.".. Ryker replies. "Good Boy. Now..".. She steps in.. putting her hand on the top/back of his head.. "Eat!!".. Mistress Orania buries his head between her legs as Ryker instantly begins doing as he is told. He stiffens and curls his tongue a little.. going up and down.. side to side.. and making an "ꝏ" pattern. Mistress Orania is quick to be vocal and "shyness" is not currently present in her vocabulary..*****~Gh0st~