Date: Thu, 2 Mar 2006 20:13:36 EST From: Blackmagicwar@aol.com Subject: Marine of my Dreams 2 Hey all the legal stuff still applies to this story as well. You guys know the drill. Just want everyone to make sure that they know this story is totally fictional and just made up. Everything is in my head. ENJOY! _________________________________________________________________________ Marine of My Dreams Chapter 2 "Wow. I think I have found the man I have been looking for. I can't believe it has been only a little over three months since I started talking to this great guy but yet I feel myself drawn to his presence and I can't help but think about him all the time. Ha...if my comarades only knew what was ticking in my head boy would they laugh." "HEY NINJA SNAP OUT OF YOUR DAYDREAM!!!" "Huh? Oh...sorry Tress. Kinda lost in my own thoughts I guess." "YOU GUESS!!! WE ARE IN THE MIDDLE OF A MISSION AND YOU JUST SO HAPPEN TO ZONE OUT ON US AGAIN!!! FOR FUCKS SAKE GET YOUR BLOODY ACT TOGETHER YOU DAMN YANK! DO YOU WANT US TO GET CAUGHT?!?!?!?!?" "OF COURSE NOT BUT YOU YELLING AT ME SURE ISN'T HELPING THE MATTER!" And with that said Aries just roars out in laughter not caring if the enemy can hear him or not. "Damn if the enemy didn't know we were here they sure in the hell do now. You two are a HOOT!" "Well you two burly men may not care if we have to do some 'dirty work' but I PREFER to keep my hands clean and NOT soil them with pointless blood shed!" With their leaders' words the two men shut their mouths and continued on the search for the target. Slowly the three walked in a dark and seeminglyness deserted palace, but being veterans of many raids they knew better; especaily with the little spat Ninja and Temptress had going on a little while ago. It was a matter of time till the ambush was sprung and they would have to fight like never before. "So Tress...there is an ambush for us you reckon," Aries asked with excitement. "I do suppose. Can't see why there wouldn't be since all that racket early. Just be on your guard so when it is sprung we can at least have a fighting chance." "Yeah the sooner we got this jon done the sooner I can write to Xavier and tell him about some of this stuff. Of course not ALL of it." So the three trudged on. Totally unaware of the real dangered that lurked just in the other hallway. **************************************************************************** Sigh. It has almost been two months since I last received any letter from Marc and it is starting to worry me. In the three months that we talked I couldn't believe how much he opened up to me and me to him. I learned that he grew up on a farm his entire life and that he had to self teach himself everything that I learned in school, because his family had no money to tote him back and forth to school or his sibilings. He is the middle child of an astounding 16 kids. Many twins and triplets he told me. Just sitting here in class thinking about that hunk of a man wraping his arms around me and holding me in his arms is almost too much for me to bear, and here it is two months and I have heard nothing from him in the least bit. Quite disappointing. Something had to have happened to my man. Something bad. I just have a horrible feeling in my gut that he is lying somewhere dead. Come on man! Quit thinking like that! I damn near started crying when I pictured him dead somewhere in the desert all alone. I guess I will just have to keep writing to him and hope one of my letters get to him, but with no word from him I have all but run out of things to tell him. A guy can only write so much about his day to day events before he finds them boring. Guess I am just going to have to keep trying. "So...Any news today?" Sarah asks hestiantly. "No..." I say rejected. "I think I will just give up on him. Not a word and he hasn't been on any M.I.A. or K.I.A. lists. So I guess he just decided to kick me to the curb. Oh well. Nothing new for me." "OH...I am sorry for you honey. I know how much you liked him, but if it wasn't to be then it wasn't to be you know?" Little did I know what he was really going through on his last mission. ***************************************************************************** SNAP! Screams. CRACK! Screams. SNAPCRACKSNAPCRACK! Blood curdling screams. "OH FOR THE LOVE OF GOD STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!" Tress screamed out in absolute agony. For two months straight herself, and her two comardes were being tortured for information. Their captures focused more on the women to try to get her to crack first and it worked. A little too well though. The Ninja remembered her code name and figured it had to be a ploy to help them. Seconds turned into minutes turned into hours and still the two men bound in the torture room have had no contact with ANYONE. The captives left them alone and everything even, but little good that did them. These captours had some EXTREMELY accurate information. Instead of the usual metal chains straping them in; the captours used wet leather to hold down Aries because they know about his strenghth and how easy it is for him to snap the metal chains, and instead of strapping down Ninja's hands and arms really tightly, the captours bound his legs together and used the same kind of wet leather. "Damn these guys. How in the hell could they have known so much about us. It is like someone told them about all our weaknesses. This most certainly is an inside job. How else could they have known to tie my feet together and not my arms and such." "Tell me about it. How else could they have known to use this type of leather that basically becomes inbreakable when it becomes wet. I just hope those bastards keep their hands off of Cammy." "Damn man. Using her real name? You must have a thing for her. Anywho I wouldn't be too worried about her. I overheard some of the guards referring to her as the 'Kunoichi (for you that don't know about Japanese culture the word Kunoichi is just a term to refer to a female ninja) Killer' so I don't think their intel is all that accurate. You sparred with her. How is she in hand-to-hand combat?" "MAN. I don't know of ANYONE that can beat her in that aspect. Not even you." "Seriously?!" "Yeah man. Her mastery over Tae Kwan Doe is mind boggling. Plus she is EXTREMELEY flexible. She has been in gymnastics since she was like 3. Don't give me that look! Learn alot about a person when you fight them hand to hand." "I say. I just hope we get out of this ok cuz I want to visit that guy..." "So I take it you boys missed me did you?" **************************************************************************** "C'mon Xavier. You need to get over this guy. You haven't heard from him in weeks. It is more than evident that he doesn't want to talk to you anymore so you need to just move on." "EASSSSSSSSSY FOR A FUCKING WHOOOOOORE TO SSSSSAY!!!!" "I'M GOING TO LET THAT SLIDE BECAUSE YOU ARE DRUNK BUT THIS IS GETTING RIDICULIS!! YOU ARE SKIPPY CLASS AND YOU ARE DRUNK 24/7 AND I AM SICK OF IT!!!!!!!! IF YOU CONTINUE LIKE THIS THEN I WILL HAVE NO OTHER CHOICE BUT TO MOVE OUT!!!" SLAP! "NOW PULL YOURSELF TOGETHER AND ACTUALLY DO YOUR HOMEWORK I HAVE BEEN BRINGING YOU! OR ELSE I AM NOT HELPING YOU ANYMORE!!!" "FUCK OFF!" How the hell should she know what I am going through anyway. She can have any man she ever wants and in no time flat be on her back taking him. Its not like I can get a guy so easy. being unattractive kinda makes it hard to have any guy notice you especailly if he is as hot as the marine I was falling for. Damn was I a sucker to. Actually thinking that guy would ever actually be interested in a fat slob like me, and to think we were really connecting on the same level. To learn that he grew up on a farm but was actually quite cultured and educated. To think that he loved to listen to Mozart and visit art galleries and museums of national history over going to the latest big named country band. And the wit on that guy. Ahhh. To think that I found someone that is actually smarter than me in math. Geez. What would that guy say about me now if he could see me? Probably be extremely disappointed. I can see him now with those massive biceps crossed against his huge chest, with a frown across his beautiful face. Ahhh. What I would do to that great body of his. Hell I haven't busted a nut in awhile, so now is as good as any other. Now where did I put that pic of him? The nude one with that gorgeous cock of his? AH! There it is. I know EXACTLY what I would do to him. Start by kissing those big lucious lips of his. Lightly suck then nibble on them. Then I would slowly slide my tongue into his mouth, seeing how much he wanted me as I wanted him. If his reaction is good then I would feverishly kiss him as he kissed me just as hard back. Our tongues interwind in a tango of pure lust, not love, but lust, just looking for sexual relief. Hands roaming all over each others bodies. Me running my hands over his silkly skin under his layer of hair, and him grabbing my ass and kneading it as well as he growls deep in his throat. Not holding back my excitement anymore I rip off his shirt and reaviling that great 8 pack he has going on and the massive meaty pecs just ripe for licking and sucking. So I dive right to one of his big nipples and start sucking and nibbling on those fuckers. By this point I am too horny but I contain myself and just move over to the other nipple where I lightly I flick with my tongue and suck on them. Having him growling the whole time at me is getting me more and more hot, so I start dragging my tongue down his abs, and stopping to dig my tongue into his belly button and lick and suck on his belly button. By this time he is as horny and pushing down on my shoulders to start sucking his cock. So I s...l...o...w...l...y move down to the top of his zipper and begin pulling it down. I can see the top of his pubes and the base of his enourmous thick cock, and as I pull his pants down all I can see is BLACK! To be continued............ P.S. I know this chapter is short but I figured it was a good place to stop. The next one will be much longer. Do like to hear from people who like the story so I know that this time is not wasted.