Contact Admin. Return to Stories by Dave Dorc. Her hair stuck to her scalp as if by glue. Each lung full of air seemed hotter than the last. Her chest heaved as she battled the humid heat of that Hellenic island as she dragged her burden further into the dark storeroom.
Tottering on a pair of broken high-heeled sandals, she paused for breath. Outside the dockyard, steam cranes clanked and hissed as their jibs dropped and raised another set of stores from the ships hold and lowered their burden on to the sun-baked dockside.
Amanda dropped her burden on to a large crate. She stood gasping for a moment, as first she wiped her damp hair out of her eyes, then her delicate figures moved to the fastening of her torn ball gown. Once she'd wriggled out of the ridiculous garment, Amanda stood, her lithe sun kissed 34 24 36 form now clad in only white sweat stained silk slip She looked down and for the first time she smiled "Right my girl lets relieve you of your kit before you awaken and can dispute its ownership, shall we Once the dress was unbuttoned, Amanda rolled the girl on to her front and worked the dress off her body.
Next, the thin cotton vest was gently eased of the rising and lowering chest and the white bra unclipped. Once again, the unconscious woman was rolled over on to her back while the vest and bra fluttered down to join the dress. Licking her lips Amanda, as the tips of her figures brushed the girls left breast "No!
Stop this will do" She shook her head, time was of the essence That is the question That she was a natural blond there could now be no doubt. Amanda licked her lips again. She quickly slid out of her stained slip. Kicking off her broken high-heeled shoes, she hopped around pulling on the girls panties.
