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The Rose and the Thorn
The Rose and the Thorn
The Rose and the Thorn
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The Rose and the Thorn

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The story of Rose and Thorn exploring their fantasies and sexuality that eventually leads to her submission and promises to fulfill each other’s fantasies. +18, contains graphic sex. Spankings, canning and waterpsorts. BDSM

LanguageEnglish
PublisherFrank Zenau
Release dateDec 5, 2012
ISBN9781301821112
The Rose and the Thorn
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Frank Zenau

While we do have graphic hardcore adult sex between adults, it’s not all about sex or near impossible sexual situations. Our stories are also about relationships and love. Please visit my my website at http://oukoumene.com send me an e-mail at fzenau@oukoumene.com For Elizabeth: equaster@oukoumene.com Thank You Frank Zenau

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    The Rose and the Thorn - Frank Zenau

    The Rose and the Thorn

    By

    Frank Zenau

    This SMASHWORDS EDITION

    Is Published by Frank Zenau

    ISBN: 9781301821112.

    Copyright December 5, 2012. By Frank Zenau

    Revised June 9, 2013

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    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. This book contains material protected under International and Federal Copyright Laws and Treaties. Any unauthorized reprint or use of this material is prohibited. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system without express written permission from the author / publisher.

    Cover photo thanks to the express permission of Pixelpassions

    (fetlife: https://fetlife.com/users/1396317).

    Model: Yasmin Bound yasminboundmodel@gmail.com

    Chapter one

    A voyeur according to Webster’s dictionary is a person given to voyeurism; a Peeping Tom and voyeurism further defined as a perversion in which sexual gratification is obtainable only by looking at sexual objects or scenes. However, in my own defense my idea of voyeurism transcends Webster’s simple explanation of an act of perversion.

    Perhaps an observer would best be suited or one given to watching people of all segments of society, not necessarily given to sexual gratification but also given to the study, of human behavior.

    It is through my fascination with watching people go about their daily lives that Rose caught my eye. I first saw Rose in downtown Jacksonville going from Office to Office, even handing our resumes in the street to any man or woman that looked to be business oriented. I had to admire the lengths she pursued in an attempt to find a better job. In passing, she handed me one and that is when I first saw her. I am a Customs House Broker for a small West Coast Based Company, I manage as small three-man office in Jacksonville, Florida, and while I did not have any job openings, I did grant her an interview. However, it was only after granting her an interview and stepping into my office that I sensed there was something special about her.

    From her resume, I knew she was, twenty-four years of age, from Kentucky, attended Junior College there and she worked at a fast food restaurant at night. Stepping into my office wearing a simple black a-line black skirt, modest in length and conservative blouse and heels I motioned her to sit down across from me. To the casual observer watching a man or a woman sitting down may seem insignificant, however in those brief seconds one can deduce simple things like mannerisms and behavior.

    I scarcely paid any attention to the resume, but in those brief seconds in looking at her bright blue eyes, her page cut hair, her slim five foot six inch figure with full ripened breasts and soft luscious lips I knew she was more to her than the woman in the resume.

    Perhaps it was the way she started to cross her legs and then stopped short and decided against it. Alternatively, it may have been the way she looked at me and a thin smile crossed her face. A face; flawless in appearance, her makeup obviously applied with care and auburn hair concealing a mystery. She looked innocent, even vulnerable and I wondered how many men to advantage of her innocent beauty,

    She looked cool and undisturbed when I told her that this was a small branch office and that currently I had no positions available. She did not seem disappointed; instead, she merely lowered her head and told me that regardless she would like to apply for any future opening. Based on the economy what she was asking was not out of the question or unusual. I had dozens of applicants that previously applied for any future job opening.

    It was my fascination with her that I deliberately prolonged the interview and let it drag on beyond in what would have been a successful and informative interview.

    Finally, I could not prolong the interview and while I did not wish to see her go, on parting, I asked her if she would like to have dinner with me. Considering I was thirty-six and she only twenty-four, by today’s choices that women make it was not without risks and while I was not afraid of being rejected by a beautiful younger woman I was mildly surprised when she said. Thank you it’s refreshing to be asked out by an older man rather than some young immature boy that has but one goal and that is to use me as fuck meat.

    It didn’t shock me that she used the expletive fuck instead it reinforced my overall assessment of who and what she was. While I am not a soothsayer and not always entirely accurate in my assessment of men and women as testament to my own relationships, I knew, that Rose was unique and regardless of any past successes or failures, I knew she was the one for me.

    Does that happen a lot?

    Only if let my guard down and why I no longer date younger men. But, please don’t get me wrong, I do enjoy being used at will and fuck as long it’s with a man that is willing to take the time to know me.

    You believe that younger men don’t take the time to get to know you.

    "No, they just want to know if I’m a good fuck. But in truth I

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