A New Kind of Life Volume 1

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Well I guess that I should start off by telling you about myself. My name is Monroe and I am nineteen years old. I have long brown hair that hangs in curls down to the lower part of my back. If I straighten it, it very well is almost to the point where it will reach my ass. To go along with my brown hair, I have what people tend to tell me are the biggest, brightest blue eyes they have ever seen. My eyes are generally what get the first compliment. I stand about 5’10’’ and weight about 160 pounds. I am not fat by any means, but I am not super model skinny either. I have a healthy sized body and I am far from ashamed of it. I have 34C sized breasts with perfectly perky nipples, always been my favorite part of my body. Along with what I think are amazing tits, I have a neatly trimmed, well kept, tight virgin pussy. Or well, I had a tight virgin pussy …. and that is where my story begins. I locked the bathroom door and sat down in the shower. I had to get away from the drunken fight I was having with my boyfriend. I had moved in with him a month ago, against the warnings from my family. They told me that he was no good and was only going to cause me trouble. I did not believe them, like most young girls in love, so I moved in with him. For the first three weeks or so were wonderful. We spent time together. We took turns cooking dinner and picking what we were going to watch on television that night and we got to cuddle every night as we fell asleep. Everything was going perfect until a few days ago when the topic of sex came up. I told him that I was not ready to have sex yet, and he so far has not been happy with that. Tonight he came home drunk and started screaming, so now here I am locked in the bathroom. I pulled my cell phone out of my pocket and called up my brother Myles. I had not talked to him in what felt like forever. He moved out of the house when he turned 18, which was six years ago. So now he was 24. “Hello,” I heard a tired voice answer on the other end. I then realized istanbul travesti that it was after one in the morning and I had probably woke him up. “Hello?” He asked once again. “Myles,” I whispered into the phone quietly, I did not want Harper to hear me from the other side of the door. He was mad enough, I did not need to give him something else to scream at me for. “Myles,” I whispered again, “it Monroe.” “Monroe,” he sighed relief into the phone, then his voice got nervous, “sweetie, why are you calling me at one in the morning?” “I was,” I paused, I did not want to tell him why I was calling, but I knew that I had no other choice. “It just mom and dad are not talking to me because I moved in with a guy that they hate, but now that guy that they hate is really starting to scare me, and I kind of need a place to come and stay. I know you live like four hours away, but I can walk to the bus station and catch a bus if I can come stay with you.” “Don’t be silly,” he said into the phone. I was starting to get worried. What if he told me that I could not come and stay with him, and that he was going to get off the phone. Panic took me over and I felt tears starting to form behind my eyes. “give me your address roe, I will be there as quickly as I can.” I gave him my address and some directions and then we hung up the phone. I felt slightly relieved but realized I had gotten to the hardest part of all. I had to figure out how to pack up some things and get out of the house without Harper noticing. I slowly opened the door to the bathroom and peaked out. Walking quietly toward the living room I heard strange voices, it must of been the television. Upon entering the livingroom, I could see the back of Harpers head and over it was a view of the television. It was playing some porno of this blond chick getting fucked hard up the ass by this huge black cock. It was enough to make my pussy pulse from the pain I imagined she was feeling. Looking down I noticed that istanbul travestileri Harper had fell asleep in his chair with his dick in his hand. I made a sour face at how much in that moment I had hated him. I could not longer see what it was that made me like him in the first place, and I was not going to sit around and try to figure it out. I walked slowly to the room, grabbed two of my suitcases and filled them with whatever I could. I packed all my clothes and shoes into the large one and all my little important things into the smaller one. I then slowly snuck past him in his chair and out the front door. I knew it would not be another two – three hours until Myles got her, but I would rather wait by the road then in the house. I was nearly falling asleep on the side of the road when a car pulled up beside me. I was not sure if it was Myles or not but I was hopeful. To my relief it was him. He got out of the car and without saying anything, grabbed my things and put them in the trunk. I could not see him all that well because it was dark but I could tell that he had changed. Myles stood at about 6’3’’ inches and I estimated by looking at him that he weighed around 200 pounds or so. He looked well built and had one of those tall dark and handsome looks. We come from a line of italians, though you would never guess that about us, but he was pulling it off well. “Get in,” he said opening the passenger door for me. He did not seem all that happy, but I climbed into the car and buckled my seatbelt. He then climbed back into the passenger seat, buckled up and headed back to the highway. We drove for what felt like hours before he spoke to me. “Did he hurt you?” He asked in a calm and collected voice. I shook my head no and he let out a sigh of relief. I wondered if he had spent the last hour deciding on what he was going to do had Harper hurt me. “Good,” he responded, eyes going back to the highway as we continued on to his home. After another few travesti istanbul hours, we pulled into the driveway of an apartment complex. He got out without saying a word, so I did the same. Grabbing my things he led me down to the end apartment. It was nice, it was a single story apartment which meant you did not have to worry about people above or below you. Setting my things down by the front door, he helped me all the way in and then shut the door behind me. He looked absolutely tired and to be honest, I was exhausted as well. “I only have the one bed, but you can sleep in there with me tonight until we get things figured out.” He said pointing towards the bedroom. “I have a bathroom in there and then one at the end of the hallway. If you want to go to the one at the end with your stuff and get ready you can. I am going to go get ready in my bathroom, since that is where all my things are okay?” I nodded my head at him and began to go through my suitcase. I grabbed what I needed and walked down to the end of the hall. I was slightly worried that I was really not welcome here. Myles had barely said anything to me and I had only spoke like one or so words since he had picked me up. I was starting to feel that maybe this was a bad idea. Once I was done getting ready I walked toward his room. I stopped at the open door and looked in. He was already under the covers in bed. He looked up at me and smiled. It was the first time I had seen him smile since he had picked me up. I could not help but smile back over at him. He pulled the covers back and I stepped towards him. I was a little hesitant, but I crawled into bed with him. I pulled the covers up over me and laid my head against the pillow, within a minute, I was asleep. __________________ When I opened my eyes the room was dark. I had not gone to sleep until nine or so in the morning, so I figured I was going to end up sleeping a good amount of time. I looked around to see if I could find a clock and when I did, it flashed that it was eight twenty seven. I rolled around to see if I was the only one only to notice that Myles was still laying next to me asleep as well. I laid there looking him over. He had changed so much since I had last seen him. When he left, he was this chubby geeky boy and now he was this amazing looking man.

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