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 Rose Noire rose_noire@hotmail.com
www.richards-realm.com/rosenoire/amore3/amore3.htm Copyright 1997

   July 4

   Dear Sammie:

   Last night our old friends, Sally and Cindy came over.  We sat around
and had a few drinks and eventually the conversation turned to you.  You,
with flowing brown curls, well-muscled limbs, a soft downy snatch, and a
voice as sweet as the sound of life in the woods, went away in the cold of
the winter's frost.

   I, of course, couldn't maintain.  They did their best to make me feel
better.  We ended up snuggled together on the couch bed, after what seems
like hours of love making.  Just three women loving and caressing and
learning each other.  I haven't made love to anyone, since you left all
those many months ago.

   I woke up this morning and realized for the first time in months I'd
slept through the night.  I rolled to one side and there was Cindy smiling
contentedly, then I rolled to the other side and there was Sally still
dozing.  Cindy reached from behind and diddled my nipples and I parted
Sally's legs and Jilled her while she slept.  My other hand found itself
buried in my still sticky Y.  Yes, I think the snow has finally thawed and
the Spring has come and gone.  Today is truly a Summer's day.

   Tonight I'll be going to he park with Sally and Cindy.  Tonight's the
Fourth, so I'll be watching the fireworks as they light up the sky.  You
know, you lit up my sky when you were here.  That first night we made love
was like seeing the play of sky rockets, and Catherine wheels, and spinners
against the black-velvet sky in the deepest recesses of my mind.

   I think I'll ask them both to move in when their lease is up next month.
It will be nice to have the breath of life around here again.  And, it will
be even nicer to admit to myself, I'm finally over you.

   Claire