Richfield & Rivers Mystery Series 2 - Stellium in Scorpio

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lobby.
    "Notice
how every time we see Rose Ross she gets dragged off by a drag queen? Maybe
that's why they call them drag queens." I gave her a silly grin.
    "Maybe
it was just her cue to go onstage. You and I are always a bit suspicious."
    A
tall, handsome Italian woman approached from the balcony staircase and
introduced herself as Sophia Pappagallo, another cast member. She was older
than Rose, a beautifully put together dark-haired woman in her mid-thirties
with riveting dark eyes, ample breasts, and great self-confidence. She said
that Rose had explained why we were here and that she was grateful we'd cared
enough to come and check on her friend's well-being. She offered to get us
something to drink and indicated the best seats for us to watch the rehearsal.
I quickly declined on all counts, wanting only to be with Callie. Sophia sized
us up with a slow smile.
    "Of
course, you probably have many things to do," she said mercurially, and
then remarked that she sincerely hoped she would see us again as she
disappeared into the dimly lit theater.
    "Attractive
girl," Callie said.
    "Gay
girl," I replied.
    "How
do you know for sure?"
    "Let's
go back to our hotel room and I'll show you how to recognize one." I
turned toward the door and a piercing pain shot through my leg. In fact, both
legs were throbbing and my shoulders were now aching from the whiplash of my
auto ballet. "I need a muscle relaxant for my shoulders."
    "You
shouldn't take those," Callie said. "I'll work on your body."
    "Best
offer I've had in the last hour," I said.
    I
greeted Elmo with a hug and a Milk-Bone, bribing him to cut me some slack and
lay low. In the quiet of our hotel room, Callie crawled into bed and pulled me
up between her legs with my back against her chest and wrapped her arms around
me, saying nothing, just breathing. She felt much larger than her actual
size—strong and solid. She placed one hand on my forehead and one on my heart,
took three deep breaths, and threw something away into the air.
    "Now
you'll feel better," she assured me, still holding me.
    "So
you're removing evil spirits?" I asked, letting myself sag back into her
arms, happy I hadn't been taken from her.
    She
began kissing me along my neck and down my shoulders, pausing occasionally to
ask me if I was hurting anywhere.
    "One
or two places unrelated to the accident," I said.
    "I
can take care of that," she whispered, and I thought perhaps it was worth
being nearly hit by a car if this was the reward, or perhaps Callie could only
focus fully on me if she thought she'd lost me.
    The
wonderful thing about passion is that it releases endorphins, and they mask
pain. Very quickly, I wasn't hurting and I could turn my body a hundred and
eighty degrees to embrace her and unbutton her blouse.
    "I'm
worried about this," I teased as I unsnapped the single hook holding her
bra together. "Why does a girl have a bra that snaps in the front?"
    "For
those who aren't very adept at undressing women." She kissed me fervently.
    "You
are a lot to handle, Callie Rivers." I smiled.
    "Let's
see how well you do." She smiled back.
    I
tried to begin at the beginning, kissing her lips, letting my mouth wander
slowly down her gorgeous neck, then letting my lips make teasing side trips to
her breasts and across her belly as she ran her hands through my hair, but I
wasn't doing too well on the lingering part. Foreplay had been taking place in
my head for months so now, just like the guys, I wanted to skip the
preliminaries and be in the wet, wonderful orgasmic center of her, and with
that single thought in mind, I buried my face in the soft golden hair between
her legs, letting out a moan that said, much like Elmo, I'd reached nirvana.
She was instantly wet and thrusting into me as I reached under her to hold her
small soft hips in my hands. Suddenly she pulled away and rolled me over on my
back so that she could lie on top of me, and she buried her face in me, while I
was in her, so that we could enjoy

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