Walking Within the Shadows: Part III

By David Layman

Annabelle Jackson awakened to a glorious, beautiful day in what had become her favorite hideaway, now supplanting her bedroom, and her new-found escape mechanism as she stepped out on the patio of her hotel in Key West, Florida. Annabelle stretched, throwing her arms up over her head, standing way up on her tip toes, turning this way and that. She gazed about to drink in the wondrous, panoramic view of the beautiful beach; the ocean, just a stone's throw from her very swanky and very expensive hotel suite. She slowly slipped into her favorite lounge chair, resting her feet on the rungs. Annabelle laid back, deeply sighing in relief. Coffee in hand, she marveled at all that had now come her way! She reveled in great fortune, her star rapidly rising and a super bright future which had seemingly cast it's shadow upon her!

As the sun rose, Annabelle attempted to relax and ponder what had happened to her since she left the confines of her parent's house in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida and moved to South Beach, Florida with her girlfriend, Sicilia Simone. The tide had surely turned as there has been a meteoric move up because of Annabelle's physical attributes, and as she had heard countless times, she had that certain look that had catapulted her to the very apex of the fashion and modeling world.

In the space of no time, Annabelle has become the new rage of the industry. Initially, Annabelle's popularity among young adolescent and teen girls has blossomed to include a much, much larger audience. Of course, with her meteoric rise in popularity, Annabelle is suddenly a very wealthy young woman, all by the age of twenty-one. As her popularity has ascended exponentially, the public has become more and more demanding of her. And, Annabelle's deep and dark passions and desires surface and she finds that because of all the sudden notoriety, she has to make some kind of attempt to curb her seemingly insatiable sexual appetite for those girls who were smitten by Annabelle's new-found celebrity status! And, the girls find that there is much, much more to Annabelle Jackson than what they had bargained for!

• Language: English
• Publisher: David Layman
• Release date: Sep 24, 2012
• ISBN: 9781301841905

David Layman

David Layman, born in Sandusky, Ohio, attended and earned both an undergraduate and graduate degree in history from Kent State University, Kent Ohio. After finishing his Ph.D courses, he chose to write novels and also completed two children's stories. His most current novel, DIRECT CONFLICT, focuses on the Vietnam War, the concentration of his academic studies. He is currently writing the sequel, and has written several other literary works.When David is not writing, he travels, engages in long-distance running, both on the beach and in the mountains. As a former Army Paratrooper and combat medic, David has taken an interest in veteran affairs and works with the Wounded Warrior project in Jacksonville, Florida. His newest endeavor is to master surfing, then to travel to Hawaii to surf the Bonzai Pipeline.David is currently working on the sequel to DIRECT CONFLICT, titled DIRECT CONTACT. Check back with us frequently for the release date.

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WALKING WITHIN THE SHADOWS:

A MORBID CURIOSITY (Part III)

David Layman

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Copyright 2012 David Layman

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CHAPTER 1

I slowly awakened and I felt like someone was all over me; I was much too warm, too. I heard a rather strange noise. I lay there, it was still dark, the morning had not yet dawned. I glanced at the digital clock and I saw it was before five in the morning. I listened intently, wondering if I had been dreaming. I think, I tried to recall and nothing came to mind. Then, I remembered, maybe I was still lost in the shadows, I didn't really know.

Um, well, it was my Sicilia, oh yes, as always, she had intertwined herself all into me. And, she was breathing just as she always had, that so rhythmic, nearly hypnotic sound.

I sighed, now planning my escape, to go pee and have a drink of ice cold water. I felt a pounding head ache, dry pipes and I was so parched. Yes, I had too many glasses of wine the night before with Sicilia. It started out not so good, you know, Sicilia giving me the full once over about all my, as she called them, my sordid little groupie affairs. Well, I didn't think of them as such! I did not, but I suppose it could have been that none of these other girls that I was now seemingly much more connected with would be all into me had I not become some stupid, lame model.

I eased out like I had learned to do so many times before. Ooh, my head, it was not so good. I heard Sil', the standard stuff she mumbled, No, don't go away! Stay!

I slid out and of course, Sicilia was still totally unconscious, still all snoozing. I turned and I muttered, Ugh, two huge Motrin, a glass of water and a huge coffee, quick!

I grabbed my head as I entered the bathroom, Oh, my head is like totally throbbing.

I peed and got up, pulled up my little black silk panties and opened the sink cupboard and grabbed the way huge bottle of Motrin. Two, thanks, and I cupped some water out of the faucet, and swallowed, so hoping for immediate relief.

I walked out and down the hall to one of the two other bedrooms. I quietly walked in and listened, and heard Evie snoozing away, her rhythmic breathing not as loud as Sicilia.

I walked over and checked and she was good, she had her sheet and blanket over her, not chucked off onto the floor like I found her so many times before.

I leaned down and lightly kissed her cheek. She didn't respond, another very sound sleeper. I walked out and down the stairs to the kitchen. I grabbed a large bottle of water from the refrigerator and out to the back patio, to my favorite lounge chair!

I breathed in the cool air and felt a nice soft breeze caressing my face. Everything was so very still, just like I liked it! No noise, no one to bug me, no commotion going on. I kinda' got why I spent all those days and long, long nights hiding in the shadows of my bedroom now. No doubt, all the stuff you get into as you got older just becomes more and more tedious and nerve-wracking.

I lay there, and I thought through things. I knew I would not be long for living here in Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. I mean, I knew I had to return for my kitten face, love ball Evie. I just had to; no other choice. But, I also knew that in a short time, maybe as soon as two or three years, I would be outa' here. Evie graduated then, and she was actually pushing herself to finish way early so I could escape. I suppose she would be coming too, but I was hopeful that she just might receive a scholarship from one of the top tier universities and I had already told her that that would be a total no-brainer. So, I was keeping my fingers crossed but I would always have a place for her, no matter what.

I lay back and felt that I was extremely fortunate to have accomplished all I had done already. I had made enough money with my modeling that I did not have to ever worry about being financially short, ever again! I signed several new contracts and they were huge, super, with tons of benefits and goodies thrown in thanks to Sicilia's daddy, my suga'! And, as Johnathen explained, there was much more on the horizon.

I did feel great comfort that Evie, daddy and mom would never have to worry about money again! I think daddy about lost it when I told him about how much I would be earning. I recalled his words, Annabelle, how is that possible? I knew you were quite attractive but you'll earn more in one contract than I will have earned after working forty years at Lockheed.

It made my heart ache so, but I decided then and there that I would help them. I mean, yeah, the original money grubber, me, but come on, this was my own family. But, of course, when I offered to buy them a condo in Sicilia's complex, well, daddy and mom about had a stroke. Daddy just shook his head, and removed his glasses. Honey, thank you, your mother and I are very grateful for the offer,, but we aren't in that class. We like it here, and we have more than enough room now that you have Evie with you. We are fine, financially, too. You save your money dear, we don't really need a thing.

Of course, just like all people as they grow older. They are just too set in their ways and they want to stay right in their own familiar surroundings. And, daddy and mom were about the most unpretentious people, ever! I figured that would be their answer, so instead, I contacted the mortgage company and paid off the last years of their mortgage. Fun!

And, I grinned thinking that tonight, we were all going out to dinner and, unbeknownst to them, I was going to present them with the deed to their house, free and clear. I was so ecstatic!

I felt better, my headache subsiding somewhat. I pushed my toes under the rungs of the lounge chair and sighed. I had brought my cell phone out but I was stalling. Again, I was kinda' feeling strung about now but no matter what, between my inside my brain Carly and that sickening, shitty cell phone, I knew it was only a matter of time before I started up all over again with my demon fuckers that subsided deep inside me.

See, as I laid here on my patio, the new condo, snap, just like that and we were in! Of course, Sicilia and my suga' daddy did all the decorating and guess what? Suga baby paid for EVERYTHING! And, I am saying, he spent a way lot, lot! He said it was his house-warming present to me! Ya' know, that saying, the rich just keep getting richer, oh um, and by the way, I was a part of that class now! Well, sorry but it is so like true! Sorry, but that was how it definitely went!

But, um, I decided to take like a total time out for a while. I just had to, I had to to get Evie on track and just so that I would calm down. I had so much to do, with the new condo, plus all the girls were getting me insane!

Like, okay, for starters, um, my Sicilia was so all up in my ass, it was really, really painful for me! Well, I mean, she was still giving me a total ton of shit. Like, she'd be all saying that I couldn't try anything with her, Annabelle, don't try anything," that I was to keep my ugly, filthy, trashy mitts to myself. But, she would allow me to sleep with her, like sleep only!

Well, at first, she stayed over her condo, and I said I felt it better if I stayed here, with Evie. Remember, from the last part where I said about Evie, like total lock-down? Well, not so much but I was not about to just go and abandon her, that was not what I had done all this transitioning for!

Well, like Sicilia had this real gift for like weaseling her way back in. At first, she made up some totally lame excuse, like that she just needed to feel me by her, nothing more physical, no, um, okay, like until she said I needed to shave her crotch! Wait, what? In the bath tub, no less.

Now, I don't know about you, but when someone asks you to like take care of their most, totally most personal hygiene, um, like they are on like the total weasel program, for real! Plus, Sicilia knew I was no way any good at self-control as soon as I started to eye her pussy and her delicious, wow ass, ooh, so sticking out, her so spectacular ghetto ass. God, enough to freaking kill you right on the spot!

So, like the next thing I knew, she was saying no, do not touch the merchandise after shaving her! Look, I do all the dirty work, I slave over her to bare all her good junk, get it all clean and nice, all gleaming, and I cannot touch it after?

On and on and I just like had to deal with my Sil'. Okay, I got it totally that I mushed her face in total shit. I ran off to Key West and now, okay, like I even had some inquiries from a few of the local girls, and believe it or not, a few guys, too. Well, I was pretty much not too interested. I mean, these were mostly the same gang that nearly drove me to the lunatic bin. I didn't care so much any more. I was way beyond rich and so why care?

Anyways, Sicilia made me beg, or so she thought. I played along, like kissing all up her butt, you know, only to allow her to think that she was so paying me back. Had I not, my inside my brain Carly would have driven me way off the deep end. WAY! I mean, that fucking bitch was making me like totally lose it.

So, I sucked some booty, big time. Who cares? Not me, cuz', in a pretty short period of time, like I got Sil' right back to where we were before. I knew her addiction, well, come on, like me, she so could not control her wickedness and psychotic desires.

It made me wonder, did I drive her to it? Did all my torturing her and making her go all zooming all over the Universe, my totally psychotic sadism, did it open up something inside her that was hiding in the shadows as well? You know, dormant, asleep, feigning; then after I finished with my administering such pain, did the evil, nasty spirits suddenly spring alive in her?

Can I tell you, my Sicilia was so hooked on my driving her over, way over the brink! Near maximum, and I was still in the planning stages of new and more painful ways of making her insane. Funny too, she just never told me to stop, that it hurt too much or anything like that. She just took it and I was getting more and more vicious and sickeningly sadistic with her. It got to the point that I thought I might actually either really cause some serious, hideous deformity or I might actually kill Sicilia. But, she had something, some kind of almost magical healing properties going on in her physiological make-up. Seriously!

Ya' know, though, it made me wonder, what did she do when I was gone? It had to be not too pretty. No wonder my Johnathen said she seemed pretty much like totally sullen and despondent after I left South Beach.

The one thing was, too, now that we were going like so hard core at it, man, like really sickening at times! I told Sicilia we could not be all having her screaming and squealing like some lunatic Baboon out in the jungle! Like, she did this shit like just ripping it, ooh this total freak, murderous, like some maimed or injured animal, like she did on her daddy's boat down in South Beach.

I told her that I would not tolerate it with my little baby Evie sleeping in the other room. Lucky for me, my baby button face Evie, when she fell asleep, she was like Sil' and her daddy, so gone! Again, it made me wonder, why was I like the only one who was like awake all night, traipsing around like some idiot in the dark?

Anyways, we made it okay, and so far, so good. And, Sicilia kept saying she was going back to South Beach and good-bye to me, that she would not be coming back and that she'd be dating. Um hmm, sure she was! But, like, next thing I'd know, she'd be calling and saying she'd be over but that I better not try anything. Um hmm, sure, Sicilia, okay!

I also did meet with one girl that I thought was not so bad to me in high school. Amanda, she was the one who worked in the x-rated adult store. She seemed cool and she was very good-looking. She was bi-sexual, or so she said. She dated several guys, and she had some girl flings, and multiple sex partners at the same time. She asked if I would be interested in anything like that. I declined. Well, I decided she was a bit too much for me but I did enjoy listening to some of her sexual trysts and so, on occasion, we'd meet for coffee or go to the beach. One thing I did like, Amanda never said much of anything about my so-called fame and fortune. It was like she could have given a fuck and that was so refreshing to me!

Of course, I had the other girls that I'd met in Key West and they would call me and text me. I did meet Jess at her Auntie Olivia's condo in Deerfield Beach. I had to say, that was very interesting. Olivia was very striking and very controlled. She knew she had that certain sex appeal that few others possessed. And, she was not at all taken with me. I recalled her demeanor, seeming to be somewhat put off, So, you're that model? You sell it too.

Well, okay, I could see her point. I got it, yeah, not so great but at least my prostitution was legal and it paid way, way more than what she ever made. I wondered, could I have ever done anything along those lines? I suppose I did sell myself, but it did kinda' gross me to think that I would be physically servicing any dick or pussy for peanuts, well, in comparison to what I was making now.

My outside my brain Carly was the most reticent to call me. I'd occasionally receive a text, just to check in, she'd say, like just to say hey. She said she wanted to come up to hang out. I left it open but she sounded rather unsure. I told her she could have her own bedroom and everything, she said she'd let me know.

Then, of course there was my little Jamaican doll baby Genevieve. I mean, I figured her life was pretty much a mess, and she lied like it didn't really matter that much to her. But, I just decided that I didn't much care about her lying, not really that much. I mean, really, she didn't owe me anything. Oh sure, I paid her some cash, but come on, like I just signed these contracts for um, my favorite, I mean like HUGE! So, I figured I'd do what I could for her.

Genevieve was coming up in a few days, and Jess decided to return just after. She and I were pretty limited before; for some reason her Auntie Olivia was hanging tight, keeping Jess on lock-down, just like me with my darling love ball Evie. I was frothing at the mouth for Jess, I mean I loved messing around, like mega with her. Oh yeah! Recall that Jess was the one that I orgasm strangled and boy did that ever send me over the top, around Jupiter and out into the Universe. Ooh, totally nasty and so hot, her body was so great to torture and to watch her go all contorted and squirming. Hmm! So nice and hot!

Well, and that tramp Amanda was warming up and I think she knew she had to tone it down. I mean, it would take some doing with her cuz', well, like with her and me I had to consider who, what, when and where she was like doin', and did she have like some near fatal disease going on.

Fast forward and Sicilia was getting more strung, seriously.

And now, weird, I had to find some way to put her off. I mean, she was down there in South Beach but I knew she'd be up soon. So, with all the slut-face girls I had coming, I figured I better try to keep her down there. I called, Um, hey, um, could I tell you something without you going into a full-blown wig attack?

Silence. Nothing, not a peep. I was sure Sicilia was going to hang up on me. I sighed, Okay,what's the matter?

Sicilia said, quickly, Look, I already know, okay? I knew it was too good to last. So, you are going to slut around while your sister is there?

Evie is, believe it or not, staying over April's for a few days. Then, she is off to the beach with April's family. I said, thinking I should have just kept quiet. They seem to have re-connected and they are making their best attempt to keep their relationship as more on a friendship basis. But, either way, I am saying, she could do far, far worse. April is so motivated and on it now.

Again, silence, then, Um hmm, great Annabelle, which it sounds like that is where we should be, too! Fucking, ooh, I hate you!" Click!

I exhaled deeply. I took five and lay back on my lounge chair out on the patio. I dug my feet under the rungs and re-dialed Sil'. I just about disconnected but then, she answered. She was so upset, Fucking, could you not have come down for a while? Oh, I suppose I am too boring and stuffy for you now! Too familiar, is that it, Annabelle? Are we now like an old married couple? Nothing left for excitement? Am I just plain boorish now?

I clucked my tongue. Baby, come on, what the fuck? You know none of that is true. Please!

Baby, baby, all your little affectionate nicknames. Fucking shit, Annabelle, what, do you call all your little fucking dirt bag butt holes that shit too? I am so furious with you! You would rather go slutting all around than hang here with me? Okay, fine, we will talk to you later. Do not call me ever again!

Click. I kicked back and blew out slowly. I knew it would come to that, but what could I do? What? Wait until they all started to arrive for me and then tell Sil' to take a hike? No, no good, at least this way I didn't have some like total raging insane crazy person screaming bloody murder all over the neighborhood. Then, it hit me, I sure hoped she didn't like come flying up here to let it all loose. Ooh, remember she was a hot Italian wild woman.

Okay, so the first I called was Jess. See, I could count on her. She stayed with her auntie and if I had something going, she seemed somewhat upset, but then, she would be all fine with it. She answered, Oh hey, I had to come back home for a few days. I like wondered if you just bailed on me? What is up?

I told her to get her sweet butt up here. She giggled, Well, okay, um, like tomorrow? I told daddy I was going back to Deerfied Beach in a few days; he was all into it.

I told her, "Yeah, and what is up with your aunt?'

Oh, oh yeah, Jess said. Um, I think she is going on like some random cruise. Big-shooter type is paying her like huge, I guess.

I felt good about that. Good, okay, but wait, why don't I just come down? My sister is like out-of-town for a while!

Jess said, Well, come down and then, I will drive you back up. That way, I can get you good!

I laughed, Oh, okay, well, I will be down tomorrow then. I'll be in to see you tomorrow night, for dinner. Will you like come back to the room after?

Jess agreed, Sure, that will be so great. I can get off by ten or eleven. I'll tell daddy that I am leaving for Deerfield Beach like when?

I smirked, Whenever. Evie is gone for like two weeks. My next photo shoot is in Jamaica, in a few weeks.

I heard Jess sigh, Oh, so does that mean that Genevieve is going with you?

I didn't answer right away and Jess said, Sorry, look, that is your business, not mine. Okay, so I am fine with her anyhow. I decided to do like you said and get over it. I am not wasting time on past bullshit. I'll see you tomorrow night at the restaurant. Cool! I've missed you!

I told Jess I missed her, too. We hung up and I was psyched. I had been dying to return to Key West since I had last departed. I called for my ticket and I packed some things. I felt really energized and all up and so ready. All I knew was that Jess made me go, and I am saying, really go!

CHAPTER 2

The next day, I watched out the window as the plane taxied to the Key West terminal. I felt my excitement grow. I had slept well and I was totally lit now. I just hoped I could kinda' like just slide through the terminal and avoid a scene like the last time I was here.

I contacted the limo driver, Charise and her partner, Darlene to come pick me up. I didn't have my Johnathen footing the bill this time but I pretty much decided that I would splurge and live it up some; why not? I even reserved the same suite at the Hyatt as last time, too!

I decided that I would surprise Genevieve and my outside my brain Carly. I was so looking forward to seeing both of them.

Yes, I made my way through the terminal and found Darlene easily. She waved at me and she looked so Key West with her hair all done like this new look corn row style, another so cool sparkly hat, a great top, very colorful, that revealed her nice boobies and thin waist and very little covering her butt.

Darlene asked one of the airport employees to retrieve my baggage, which was a lot. I mean, I ALWAYS traveled with such an excess of stuff, but see, like that way I was always ready, at a moment's notice! I was not sure exactly what I was getting ready for, but, look, my status was getting up there, I made a sickening, totally ridiculous amount of filthy money to be photographed because I was one of the new rising stars in the modeling and fashion industry.

We made it to the limo and I exhaled a real sigh of relief. I smiled at Charise and she smiled back, Maam, it is so good to see you again. Welcome back. We hope you won't stay gone so long the next time!

After the airport employee stashed my steamer trunks, Darlene giggled, Maam, next time we'll hire a moving van and some big hunks to get your stuff!

I laughed also and said,