The Looking Glass, Charter 1

The Looking Glass1

Charter 1 2


I’m back in the town where it all began, it seems like a century ago, was it that long or was it yesterday. Setting here putting on my makeup, in my dressing room, with a star on the door, I see the past in the mirror and we all have a pass. My story is a story of love, passion and the story of a Grand Duchess. I see him, I can still feel him in my dreams, and I miss him even today. They say there has to be a beginning for every story and mine begin the day, Pickens came into my life. The day, I became his Lady Day. Things that you are about to read happen to me, some erotic, happy, and sad but I would not change my life, for I feel, I have lived a good life. You may wonder about the things that you are about to read, the people and what happens to them; they are stories of things that happen to me. To write a story, like mine, you have to live the part and be a part of that life. I have seen and did things that many could only dream about or never think of. You may ask who the Grand Duchess is, I am a part of everyone, and I lived my life, my way, as you will see. 3

I was in the army, and coming in late one night, four guys were waiting for me. They push me against a door. “We’re all going to fuck you, you fuckin queer!” The leader of the pack of animals said. The door open and I fell into the arms of Pickens. I had never talked to Pickens before that night. Now I really was in fear. Pickens said, “What the hell is going on out here!” The leader of this pack of wild animals said, “This has nothing to do with you, close the door and go back in your room.” With that said, Pickens replied, “I think it does, this is my Bitch, and if you lay a hand on him, you’ll answer to me and maybe a few brothers.” He said this in a low, deep voice. 4

His skin was brown, six foot two inches tall. His body looked like someone had sculptured it from fine marble; he was perfect, like a Greek god, to be worshiped. Pickens was the company’s boxing champion. Nobody was going to mess him, not even this pack of animals. He shoves me into his room, closes the door, and sits me on his cot and takes my hand in his. He said, “Are you Okay.” I said, “Yes. Thank you.” You better stay here tonight, just to be on the safe side.” He begins rubbing his other hand on my back. I became mesmerize by his touch. I felt as if I was in a dream. He kisses me, and then laid me down in his bed. He had taken off all my cloths, and I didn’t realize that he was doing it. Then he lifted my legs, he was about to rape me, I was thinking, just as the animals were going to do. Yes, I had played games like this in my youth. I had been told this was wrong, but it felt right to me. 5

Why do they, say its wrong? He thrust deep inside of me, it hurt and I felt no disgrace, this act that I was told was wrong, I new was right for me. If I was to have a teacher in the art of love making, this Greek god was the man. After that night no one tried any thing with me, they knew I was Pickens’ Bitch. After that night he started to call me Lady by Day and A Whore at Night. I was his whore and wanted no one else. Pickens got out of the army six months before me. What would happen, now that Pickens was gone? 6

It happened, my last night I was in the army, I came in late, the pack of animals were waiting for me but now there was six, I saw the one we called the geek running up the stairs. I open the door to my hall, there was no one there, I walked to my room, as I put the key into the lock, this pack of animals came from nowhere, push me into the room, one had a knife and put it to my throat, take off your cloths or we will take them off. I took off my cloths, and then he told me to lie down on my cot, face down. He was the first and the rest followed, I was being raped by all six. They left the room and I laid there wondering were I was going; I didn’t want to go home. Pickens said he had a place for me in his business. I didn’t know what Pickens did or what kind of business he had, but I knew this would never happen to me again if I was with him. I would never tell him what had happened; I was never going to tell anyone, until now. 7

Pickens lived in Houston and he gave me his address and telephone number before he got out of the army. The next day after my exit interview I drove my cherry red VW to Houston. I got a motel room and paid for a week. It had a little kitchen in it, just in case Pickens didn’t want me around. I didn’t sleep that will and really didn’t know what I would do if he didn’t want me. I called him the next morning about seven o‘clock. He said that he was on his way out, but would like to see me, could I come over about six o’clock that night. He then gives me directions to his house. He said to drive to the very top and turn left, there it was, Cypress Wood Drive. It was a long driveway, then I spotted his house, three Cadillac’s were sitting in the drive. As I parked my VW, I wondered what Pickens did. Whatever it was, he had to make a lot of money to have a place like this. 8

I rang the doorbell, it seem like hours before Pickens open the door. When he did he said, “Lady Day.” Then he put his strong arms around me and gives me one of his bear hugs. It felt good to be in his arms. He was really looking “HOT”. I went in and couldn’t believe my eyes. What a beautiful home he had. The living room, you had to take three steps down and there was this couch, it was white leather, circler and went all around the fireplace that was in the middle of the room, the fireplace was circler too and you could sit around that. Small coffee table’s every few feet. There were four places to get down into this pit. The part around the pit on one side was about a twelve feet wide. This side had chairs and tables and lamps, beautiful art work on the walls. The front was all one window, and the back side was the dining room, all glass doors, looking out to the city of Houston. The table had fourteen chairs at it. This area could have made a nice home for a family of four the dinning room and living room. There were four ladies and two men setting there. The ladies were dress as if they were going to a fancy party. Pickens introduces then to me. He said, “Just a little busy I have to take care of.” I said, “If this is a bad time, I can come back.” “NO! There about to leave, I just have a few things to go over with them. Let me fix you a drink.” He went to the bar that was on the right side of the room, fix two drinks and came back. He handed me a scotch and water, I was just a beer guy, and this was the first for me. I liked it; it was Pickens drink of choice, as I would fine out. He tips his glass and said, “To good old friends.” The six got up to leave and Pickens went out to the car with them. He was gone about ten minutes, it seem like forever to me. 9

Pickens came back in, pick up his drink and set down a little ways from me. His legs stretch out and cross at the ankles. “Come over her, Lady By Day and A Whore at Night.” He was laughing, something he didn’t do to frequently, but when he did, it was a laugh that filled the room. I got up and started to go to him, as I got near to him, he said, “Stand in front of me, I want to get a good look at you. It’s been a while, Babe, what about six months, since I last saw you?” He than said, “Turn around, Babe, god you have a great ass. Come here and sit next to me.” I went to him and then he asks me, “What brings you to my town?” I told him I didn’t want to go home, I like Texas and thought I would see if I could fine a job. Then I remember what you had said, that you had a place for me in your business.” He lean over and kiss me, the only way this man could, his tongue was deep in my throat, and the fire in my thighs started to burn, slow at first, how could he mesmerize me like this. What spell did he have over me? It was like the first night that he took me. Then he stop kissing me, and looked deep into my eyes, I was under his spell, and it would not be the last time I would feel this way. “Lady by Day, I think I may have the right job for you. Where are staying?’ I told him that I had a motel room for the week, as soon as I found a job I would fine a place to live.” He didn’t like the idea of me staying in the motel, and said, “You’re staying here with me.” He wouldn’t take no for an answer, he said, if I stayed with him, we would be able to work out the details of my job that he had planed for me. I said, “What kind of job?” All he said, “Not tonight, we’ll talk tomorrow tonight is for us.”10

We sit there, his arms enclose around me, my head on his chest. I felt safe; the smell of him was driving me mad with passion for him. “Lady Day, have you had anything to eat?” I said, “Not since breakfast.” “Will I’m near starvation. Let’s go fix something to eat.” So we got up and he fixes us another drink, we went into the kitchen. This was a kitchen, which any restaurant would love to own. Again I couldn’t believe my eyes. “Steak and salad OK?” I said, “Yes” “You fix the salad and I will do the steaks.” Another thing I couldn’t believe, he was cooking. We ate in the breakfast nook. He pours wine and we had dinner. After we ate, we went out by his swimming pool. He had a beautiful pool and back yard, over looking the city of Houston. I went and laid down on a chaise lounge, I look up at the sky and started singing, “The stars so bright, deep in the heart of Texas.” Even today I wonder way I started to sing that song, I think that was the only words that I knew of the song. The sky was so clear and the night was beautiful. You could hear the crickets. I was sitting there thinking, if Pickens wanted me, I would be his. He did say tonight was for us. Then Pickens walked over and straddles the chaise lounge, looking down, I felt small, like a child, looking up a giant, wondering what was going to happen next. He placed his hands on the arms of the chaise lounge, bents down and kisses me softly and then makes the lounge go back and I am lying on my back. He is lying on top of me, kissing, nibble my ears and whispers, “My lady by Day, I want you, I want to be deep inside of you.” I wanted him too. I wanted to feel his love inside of me, if only for this one night. He started to take off my cloths, kissing and nibbling me all over my body. I was on fire. Some how we are both nude, two hot sweaty bodies forming as one. My legs wrap around him, he thrust deep inside of me. I lifted my head and our lips meet and I thrust my tongue deep into his month. Our souls became one, as he’s releasing his love into me. We were one together, one body. I was his forever more. 11

He was laying there on top of me, my legs wrap around him, my arms around him, and our sweaty bodies still as one. He gets up and pulls me to my feet. I didn’t here the music playing until then, “When did the music start playing, Pickens?” “Been playing all the time, Lady Day.” Then I heard the words, My Men, I Love Him So as we dance, me in the arms of this man, my men, I love him so. Both our eyes close, dancing to this song, we didn’t know how close we where to the pool. Then we fell in, coming up still in each others arms. Pickens holding me, smiling and he started to laugh, the second time tonight I heard him laughing. He pins me against the side of the pool, and kissed me, thrusting his tongue deep into my throat. Then he broke away and swim away from me, he was standing in the pool, doing that boxing dance of his and when I would get close, he swim away, laughing. The water was warm, like bath water. We played this game, then he let me catch him, my arms around his neck, he kissed me again. Then he led me out of the pool and took me in his arms again, and said, “This time I’m leading and we are going to bed.” We dance into the house and up the stairs to his bedroom, our bedroom, if it was only for this night, and we fell on the bed. He whispers, “The chaise lounge was fine, the pool was a little dead, I want you in my bed.” I replied, “That’s fine, but this time we play by my rules instead.” And the rules we played by, rules that he had shown me, but this night they were my rules. If only for the night. 12

When we finished the second round of this little love boxing match, I knew who the victor was and who won the victory. I knew that I would really be his till the end of time. I was wrap in is arms, my head on his chest, as we both went to sleep. I was thinking if this could be my man, I would love him. I was just a one night stand, why would he want me, a country pumpkin. I was sure this man could have anyone and tomorrow I would be gone. I was a one night stand, someone he new in the army, I was only twenty-one and he was twenty-nine. I was just a kid from the country and he was a man from the city. I knew this night, the night of my first love; I would remember tell the end of time. What were the plans he had for me? Then I said to myself, I’ll think about it, in the morning, he said tonight is for us. 13

The next morning when I woke from what felt like a dream, Pickens wasn’t in the bed. I heard the shower going and I had to pee. I went into the bathroom, there was 14

Pickens, in the shower, Oh! How beautiful he looks to me. He was singing this was another first for me. The song had something to do with love, then he saw me standing there peeing, he open up the shower door and said, “Come in here with me.” I step into the shower he took me in is arms, he said, “Would you wash my back and I will do yours.” I wash his back, he took the cloth and washes my back, and then he did much more. He kisses my ear, kiss the back of my neck, the water was like an April shower. I was warm, I wanted him, I wanted him to take me, he took me, and had his way with me, and I had my way with him. He held me in his arms; he was still inside of me. We where one, standing under this April shower. As he took his manhood out of me, he was still holding me, as if he was saying, “I will never let you go.” I was thinking you’re mine, I am yours. I was in a dream state of some kind. 15

I was still in the shower, Pickens was drying himself, and he said, “Get dressed your coming to town with me. I said, “Pickens, I have to go to my car and get some cloths.” I was getting out of the shower. I put on his terrycloth robe that went to my ankles, and went for my suitcase. When I got back to the bedroom, he was dress, in a three piece gray pinstripe suit. He was really looking hot to me, looking like a businessman. He was the best looking man I had seen. I didn’t have that many cloths, just getting out of the army. All I had was a pair of blue pants and shirt that would look OK. When I went downstairs, Pickens looked me over then said, “I think we better go shopping today and get you a few new things. First I have to go to the office and then I’m going to take you out for lunch, then we’ll find you some cloths.” As we drove to his office, I was thinking, now maybe I will fine out what he did for a living. 16