Date: Wed, 3 Mar 2004 16:15:23 -0800
From: "Ronald K. Fortaleza, Jr." <stonefeet@hotmail.com>
Subject: WOODLAND PARK: A MENACE TO NEW YORK HIGH SOCIETY-PART 2

Ladies and gentlemen, I have returned with the latest chapter in the
Woodland Park saga.  If you are underage, live where it is unlawful to read
this type of story, or find the notion of women in love with each other
offensive and objectionable, then please do us a favor and please for your
own sakes and good. Any further questions? If not, then let's resume, shall
we?

WOODLAND PARK: A MENACE TO NEW YORK HIGH SOCIETY-PART 2

by Keith

Zo-elle Mayfield had just invited Erica Carson and her friends to New
York City for a party she was throwing this coming Easter week in
palatial apartment. Now, the schoolmarm was a bit reluctant, but accepted
on the condition that she and her friends be informed what the surprise
would be when they got to her place when they
arrived for the party. Of course, Zo-elle relented and the arrangements
were made and settled, reassuring Erica and letting her get back to
Woodland Park to let her three friends know what's up with her.

Now her three young friends were a trio of young early 30somehting
Gen-X-ers with an attitude and a personality that her apart from the last
woman: Jackie Pooh "Pooh Bear" Larson was a brunette smart-alecky
wiseacre who managed to get everyone of her friends into all sorts of
trouble whenever she had the chance at the most inopportune moments and
times; Catherine Christine "Bunny" Hayes was a ditzy, feather-brained
blonde with a curly mane of hair to match her seemingly naive demeanor
that always managed to pass herself off as sweet and innocent, whether or
not anyone believed it was a matter open for debate; and finally,
Geraldine "Jere" Fitzsimmons, a well-meaning, mild-mannered, and
straight-forward Irish-Catholic redhead who kept her hair short and
nearly grown out looking to keep the impression of it being shaggy and
unkempt looking, Jackie always ragged on her for being what and who she
was as part of her ethnic heritage, eventhough, she tried to put her in
her place more than a few times, but in all, all three of them became the
schoolmarm's best and closest friends and they vowed to stick by her
through thick and thin, regardless of what life had to throw at them
their way.

Well folks, the biggest test was about to come their way, but were they
prepared accept the consequences that would come their way as well?

We will soon find out.

Anyway, Erica told her friends about the invitations they all received to
attend the party her youth-hood friend was throwing in New York during
Easter Week. Naturally, they were more or less ambivalent about going, so
Erica told Jackie Pooh to be on her best behavior when they got to New
York City because of her propensity to get all of them into all sorts of
trouble with her wisecracking attitude when dealing with the wrong kind
of people.

With those pleasantries out of the way, they all began to prepare for
their Back East Trip in earnest which was a month away!



THE NEW YORK ODYSSEY/ADVENTURE BEGINS

San Angeles International Airport was bustling with all sorts of people
leaving town to visit families and vacation spots for the Easter holiday
and the lines were packed! The women had their airline tickets with them
handily as they presented them and their luggage to the security guards
and attendants when they began to board USAir
Flight 101 to New York City which would be leaving in about half an hour.
With the formalities finished, the quartet of Woodland Parkettes found
their seats together in the coach section in the middle aisle towards the
back wall as all sorts of other people boarded and seated themselves and
each other quickly so as the plane could prepare to take off.

"Don't cha just love going to New York at this time of year, Erica?",
asked Bunny to Erica who was seated in the middle between her and Jackie
with Jere seated beside the brunette.

"We'll soon see about that, won't we?", Erica said to the blonde-maned
woman as she buckled herself up and prepared to take a long nap that
would last them for the next several hours.

"Say, Jere...wanna see if we can both make it into the proverbial Mile
High Club?", asked Jackie Pooh rather jokingly, yet leeringly to Jere
while pointing to the restroom towards the end of the passenger seats.

"Are you nuts er somethin' er what, Jak? Don't be such a total chode in
front of all these people", warned Jere to Jackie Pooh who was sternwith
her, remembering Erica's even sterner lecture she had with her about her
conduct when they would get to New York.

"That's absolute meecrob and you know it. Nobody'll notice if you and me
both go into the ladies' room and do a little whoopie session before
take-off, Jere."

"No way, Jak. I'm not fuckin' this little trip Erica has planned for us
just yet, so just cool it, will y'?"

With that stern admonition, Jackie Pooh had no choice but to grind her
teeth and grunt beneath her breath, groaning as she leaned back against
her seat signalling Erica to take notice as to what Jackie was about to
do. For a brief moment, she awoke, turned to face Jackie Pooh and pointed
down at her to her bosom with an even sterner gaze to her eyes as she
laid down the law to the brunette Woodland Parkette.

"Listen to me and listen to me good, Jak. You had better be good on this
trip....or else....you will regret it. I mean it. I am not fooling around
this time."

And what seemed like a warning shot aimed near her heart, Jackie finally
relented and sat back down on her seat and sulked quietly as the captain
announced that they would all be taking off towards the east now.

"Gee, you're becoming no fun anymore", muttered Jackie Pooh under her
breath as USAir Flight 101 took off to points unknown.

In midair, the jetliner jumped into lightspeed and made its way to New
York City by the speed of light in less than hour or so and lo and
behold, USAir Flight 101 was in New York airpspace with La Guardia
Airport within sight. The jetliner landed, but not without some
difficulty as another plane from out of towon attempted to steal its
runway, prompting the captain and co-pilot to tell that plane of in
typical New York Brooklynese.....

"Weh landin' heh! Weh landin' heh!"

After that episode, all four of the Woodland Parkettes got off the plane
safely and were escorted to their hotel deep in the heart of downtown
Manhattan. The streets were bustling and busy with all sorts of people
walking to and fro from work to pleasure to points still unknown to them
in the height of midday when they made it to their hotel and checked in
for the next two days and nights.

"Oh wow! Isn't this city wonderful, you guys?!", exclaimed Bunny to
everyone who could hear her as loudly as possible.

"Bunny, I know, but we're not here to sight see. We're here for a party
this coming Saturday night at Central Park East so we have to get
Mayfield's to get our formal attire for tomorrow night."

"What? You mean to tell us this gonna be a black tie affair, Erica?!",
retorted Jackie Pooh who was becoming turned off to and by the idea of
attending the party with Erica and everybody else. "Don't tell me I'm
gonna have t' buy a gown with a long train and expensive high heel shoes
to match, Erica!"

"Close, but you will all still have to dress properly and appropriately
for this type of party we've been invited to. You will not embarass me in
front of Mrs. Mayfield and her friends, or else, I pity you, so you had
all better come with me and the chauffeur down to Mayfield's to pick out
and purchase what you will wear to the party tomorrow evening, and
Bunny....."

"Yes, Erica?"

"We're gonna have to do something about that hair of yours because the
people I'm taking you to meet won't take too kindly to the West Coast
sunbleached curled mane."

All of a sudden, Bunny was taken aback and by surprise by what Erica had
proposed to her which made her tremble and shiver down to her very soul.

"Oh please tell me yer not going to hurt my hair, aren't you, please tell
me that."

"It's not that, silly. It's just that we need to straighten it out and
make it more manageable and flexible. Mayfield's got a hair stylist's
salon within the store as we go in and out, and besides, the owner knows
the hair dresser. He'll know what to do."

"He won't hurt it, won't he?", asked Bunny fearfully to Erica as they all
made out the hotel lobby door towards the limousine that would take them
to Mayfield's.

"Of course not, I promise you, we'll see."


At Mayfield's, the Woodland Parkettes were at the ladies night club
fashion section and quickly made their selections and while at the hair
stylist's salon, the star hair dresser made Bunny's hair more manageable
by straightening it out and parting it in the middle, and therefore
shortening it by just 3", but not much more than that.

With the necessary required shopping done, Erica wanted to make an
important stop while they were in the city, but it would have to wait
until tomorrow morning.


It was just beginning to dawn at the sight of the former World Trade
Center-the scene of the perhaps the worst terrorist attack that ever hit
the face of the Earth-on American soil! People were there paying their
proper respects here and there, but it was the Woodland Parkettes that
did something even more amazing that would perhaps touch those around
them.

Each of the women from Woodland Park, California left a gift as a token
of memory in the form of a bouquet of flowers or a pouring of a libation
of wine or an offering of food for the spirits of the victims just in
case they would become hungry in the next world. As each laid down her
memorial gift on the exact ground where the tragedy claimed more than
3000 innocent lives back on Sept. 11, 2001, the quarted of women took
each other by the hands and recited a prayer that went something like
this.

Hail Mary, Mother of God
Full of Grace
The Lord is with Thee
Forgive us our daily trespasses
As we forgive those who trespass against us

Give us the strength to accept things that cannot be changed
And give us the will to do what is right and good for all of humankind.
Blessed are the righteous who protect and care for the innocent
Blessed are the just for good fortune shall favor them for always

The Lord Thy God is with Thee
For He is the Power
He is the Glory
He is the Presence
For He is the King of All Kings
And Prince of Peace

Blessed and Hallowed be Thy Name
In Nomine Cristi Rex
May God bless and forgive us for our sins

Amen

There was a long moment of silence as the people watched them hold each
other's hands silently for the next few minutes more until at last, they
broke the moment and prepared to make their way back to the hotel to
prepare for the party this evening.

Jere looked up to the heavens with her eyes closed and said to herself
and to whoever could hear her, "good rest to you all, ye innocents who
hath fallen that dark and terrible day almost 3 years ago."

LET THE PARTY BEGIN

Daylight Savings Time would be making its debut that early Sunday morning
on the weekend before Easter Sunday, but enough of that now for the party
was about to commence.

The Woodland Parkettes made their way proudly and magestically as if they
were some arrogant group of indigenous socialites for a night out on the
town!

They were well dressed for it as well.

Erica was modestly dressed in a black velvet three-piece pantsuit with
white ruffle collared silk blouse and black ankle boots and her
honey-blonde tresses were pulled back in a 1/2 updo, while Bunny was
dressed to the 9's in a sparkling metallic silver sequined halter and
black leather bootcut jeans with black ankle boots as Jackie Pooh
followed beside her dressed all in black, black bootcut jeans, black
leather blazer, black silk shirt and black ankle boots and Jere was
dressed more in a seeming casual black moderate halter dress complete
with black bootcut jeans, black stack-heeled penny loafers and a black
clawhammer tailed coat.

They made their way down the street to Central Park East towards a high
rise apartment building. When they arrived, they showed the doorman their
invitations and were promptly allowed entry as they headed towards the
elevator that would take them to the highest floor overlooking the vast
Central Park area.

In the elevator as it made its way upward, Erica had a few more words to
say to her younger friends before they all headed to the point of no
return.

"Now remember what I said to you three. Behave yourselves, especially you
Jak. No funny business, no snidely sarcasstic remarks to anyone while
we're there, no playing innocent with the otherwise more worldly guests
Mrs. Mayfield will have present and definitely no making personal with
any of the younger women that may be present there as well, understand,
you three?"

"Yes Erica, we know!"

Jackie Pooh, Bunny, and Jere chimed in together nonchalantly and wearily
as if out of protest for being told for neither for the first nor final
time as the elevator stopped to let them all out. They all walked up to
the double wooden doors down at the end of the hallway of the highest
floor where the Mayfields lived where a tall and brutish Italian American
dressed in an all black suit stood guard. He had his arms across his
chest and his face was lightly bearded as she glowered down at them
meanly as they walked up to them to a complete stop.

"Hello, my good man, we are the guests of honor for Mrs. Mayfield. Could
you please tell her we have arrived?", asked Erica to the tall gentleman
who guarded the doors as dutifully and as imposingly as a junkyard dog
guarding an impound lot.

"You got invites? I 'aint lettin' any youse in witout any invites."

Just then the door opened and out came Zoey Mayfield dressed in a black
midriff baring t-shirt, black leather hotpants and black leather
knee-high stilleto boots as she stepped outside to welcome them all
inside.

"Well you could at least let them all inside Bruno", scolded Zoey when
she stared frostily at him for a second before returning the warmer
greetings to her mother's female guests of honor.

"Welcome to the party, Erica Carson , and these ladies must be your
friends", said Zoey as one by one she passionately French-kissed them
them all sensually and erotically before returning the warm-up make out
session to Erica herself. With that finished, Zoey let them all inside
her mother's posh and palatial apartment where the private party was
kicking into high gear.


It was a roomy modern Art Deco influenced pad where just about everybody
else was dressed in black in one form or another with a little white or
blue thrown in to break up the monotony. Zo-elle Mayfield , the grande
dame of the affair walked over to greet them all including Erica as the
rest of her guests watched fascinatedly.

"Why Erica, I'm so grateful you've all made it to my party. Please make
yourselves at home while the attendants get you some drinks. Erica,
honey, won't you please come with me for I have some very important and
influential people I want you to meet."

As Zo-elle took Erica by the hand away from her friends, she turned back
to them to let them know she would be all right and to have themselves a
blast.

"Can't be all that bad, right, Jere?"

"Oh don't you worry your little head off, Jak, cuz over there, I see some
potential availability over there at that corner. Whaddya say you come
with me and not be such a chode about it, huh?"

Jackie Pooh looked Jere's way seeing two very young and sexy girls who
looked no more than 18 or 19 dressed rather provocatively as they eyed
them the moment they got in through the door. Seeing this as a potential
escape from a night of tedium and boredom beyond belief, Jackie Pooh
agreed as she followed Jere over to the girls leaving Bunny to fend for
herself for what would seem like the rest of the evening until a rather
petite looking darkly blonde woman dressed in a black pantsuit with a
Martini in her right hand approached her casually from the crowd. Bunny
didn't notice until the dirty blonde haired woman was less than a foot
from her when she sipped her Martini before introducing herself to her.

"Hi. I'm Daniell Brachner. What's yours?"

"I'm Cathy Christine, but my friends call me Bunny."

"Isn't Bunny kind of sexist and demeaning?"

"No. Only three of my closest personal friends call me that."

"Would it be okay if I rather referred to you by the name of Christine,
Christine?"

Now Bunny wasn't used to being called by her real name except when she
visited her parents so she thought for a moment until......

"Okay, Danielle....."

"Please just call me Daniell, Christine. Would you like to get another
drink and some appetizers with me at the table over where the rest of the
guests are at?"

"Okay."

The two women hit it off as they headed towards the table where most of
the guests were at.

Meanwhile, Zo-elle had left Erica to fend for herself when a rather
arrogant and snot nosed little brat of 14 walked up to her all pompously.

"Good evening, miss. I see they've invited the rabble to this exclusive
get together", he said to her disrespectfully and rudely, but Erica knew
how to hold her ground.

"Oh really young man? Well in that case, have your any of your parents
taught you the meaning of courtesy and respect when meeting people who
are older than you?"

"Why should they when they know I should never associate myself with
common riffraff like yourself, eh missy?", sneered the blonde-haired
young boy of 14.

"Well, f.y.i., I'm a school teacher and you should take back the things
you have said to me this very minute."

"Or what?"

"Or I will see to it that you and your father get nothing from me when I
pass away when the will is read...." said another womanly voice that
caught him by surprise.

A bleached blonde woman dressed all garishly in silver and black with a
feather boa had heard the conversation and promptly come to Erica's
rescue, forcing the young preppy wannabe to flee with his honor barely
intact and his pride to be nursed back to health upon.

"Well hello, I'm Samuelle De Charmonte. How do you do?"

"Fine and thank you for rescuing me from that arrogant little....."

"Oh pay that brat no heed, he's just my nephew, Drake De Marmont. He's
here with his father, Lucas on account of an invitation from the upper
Eastside of town. you must the woman Zo-elle's been telling me about for
you must be Erica."

"In the flesh. I was invited here to spend the evening with the mistress
of the estate because she has something planned for me and my friends,
plus a special announcement that involves me as well. Do you have any
idea what it's about, Sam?"

"Don't worry about it, sweetheart. You'll see when the time comes.
Dinner's just about ready for the butler's about to come out to ring the
call."

And she was correct. The butler called everyone of the invited guests to
the huge rectangular dining room table for a feast and it began in
earnest.

It was a rambuctiously boisterous affair for everyone ate like a swine,
except maybe for Erica who wasn't really hungry for anything as of yet.

This Samuelle noticed and in comfort attempted to offer her plate to her.

"Aren't you hungry, Erica dear?"

"No not really. It's just that I still don't know why I'm here at all and
why she wanted me to bring my friends to her apartment. What does Zo-elle
have planned for us? I hope it's nothing sinister for our sakes."

"Oh relax, will you, dear, and eat. You will know soon enough", said
Samuelle to Erica comfortingly as she at last allowed herself to join in
on the feast.

After awhile, when all had finished, Zo-elle called for everyone's
attention as everyone faced the hostess of the party.

"Erica, will you and your three friends please come up to me this very
minute?"

Uncertain of what to really do next, the four Woodland Parkettes got out
of their seats and walked up to their hostess and stood in back of her.
With that complete, she called out for the stewardess.

The young woman rolled out a tray with four crystal clear glass sifters
and a glass bottle with a glowing pallid purple substance deeply within
it.

What the hell is going, Erica?", asked Jackie Pooh indignantly as the
stewardess rolled the tray before her mistress and bowed respectfully to
her, standing quietly.

"I'm uncertain.....and I definitely don't want to find out for myself ",
replied Erica as she stared puzzled at the tray with the pale purple
substance.

Zo-elle said to her stewardess, "will you please pour into the sifters
the proper amounts of the elixir and pass them out to our guests of
honor?"

This she did as she poured into each glass sifter an amount of pale
purple halfway full and handed it to each of the four Woodland Parkettes.

Jere looked straight into her sifter wondering why she was even here with
Erica in the first place before turning to her hostess to protest.

"You've got to be shittin' me, right?", questioned Jere all wide eyed and
stunned silent as the others had a sifter with the halfway filled purple
elixir in each ot her hand.

"Just play along for our sakes, Jere", whispered Erica to the red-haired
woman as Zo-elle turned to each of them.

"Ladies....will you all please take drink of your elixirs this very
minute?"

There was a long palpable silence as the quartet looked to each other for
reassurance with thoughts of terror and panic racing through their minds
until Erica broke the silence.

"Oh well....bottoms up....."

With a sifter in her hand, she took a swig of the purple elixir and
swallowed it whole prompting the others to follow her lead, one by one,
slowly, trepidly, fearfully, and cautiously. It was Bunny who was the
last to imbibe her liquid as she drank hers down as quickly as she could
before encountering a nasty sting of cerebreal freeze.

"Ahhh...brain freeze......."

After a minute or so, Jere broke the silence.

"Why is it that I get the feeling we shouldn't've never have done what we
just did just now, you guys?"

"Oh it's just......eeeyyyyaaawww......!!!"

Jackie Pooh was overcome by a sensation that seized her by the genitals
as she keeled over down onto her knees, shivering and in a tingling
sensation.

"H-h-h-holy shit......i-i-i-it's likaaaa......", panted Jackie Pooh as
she quavered and hyperventilated as the others watched helplessly on.

"Oh my god........." said Erica frightened by what she saw was happening
to Jackie Pooh as she too collapsed in a spasm that lasted more than a
minute or so in her genitalic region. Jere and Bunny followed Jackie and
Erica as they too collapsed to the floor in seemingly excruciating agony
which turned out to be nothing more than
an extreme cool tingling sensation that began in their nether regions and
eventually shot up through their bodies. All four of them contorted in
sheer ecstacy as their bodies writhed and shook all over nearing the
orgasmic climax all were waiting to see and hear.

"Oh my god....I'm gonna..........."

At that exact moment.........from each of their nether
regions.......Erica.......Jackie Pooh.....Bunny.......and
Jere....experienced 10 minutes of the most powerful, most awesome and
awe-inspiring orgasms they had ever experienced in their entire lives!
When they had their orgasms, penises sprouted upwardly about 10-12"
squirting semen in each of their pants!

The other party guests gave them their undivided applause and clapped
their hands politely and calmly as all four of them finished ejaculating
in their pants before finally relaxing and reclining on the floor nearest
the table where the other guests watched them have their first magical
orgasms that gave them the power to sprout their own magical penises for
their very own!

Discovering that they each messed themselves, they undid their pants and
were surprised by what they saw: each woman had a magical penis all for
her very own.

Zo-elle walked over to them all and looked down upon them, saying, " you
four now each have a magical penis to call your very own, but take care
ofthem for they will not last long."

They all got up on their feet and were congradulated by the others for
achieving the impossible, but the night was not over just yet. Not by a
long shot.

TO BE CONCLUDED

Ladies and gentlemen, I have decided to add one more chapter to Woodland
Park: A Menace to New York High Society. I hope you will all bear with me
as I will complete this newest story for real, I promise you all. If you
have any further questions, comments, complaints, or suggestions
pertaining to this newest story, you know where to find me at
stonefeet@hotmail.com. keith over and out and bye for now.