Date: Sat, 26 Jul 2008 14:44:11 -0500
From: pensuwana lacrox <slacrox@mail.com>
Subject: Angelina, The Lesbian Sorceress part 1 by Pensuwana

Back before I was in the picture a woman who had a miserable marriage
stormed out of the house one night late, after having been knocked around
by her husband went to a bar and was setting at a table, when another
older woman set down next to her and asks, "My name is Freda, and how
long are you going to put up with his abuse."

The 1st woman says, "I'm Angela, and you're right, how long should I put
up with it, except I have no where to go."

"You poor child, come home with me, we'll talk this over and if we come
to an agreement, I'll help you get your things out of the house, how old
are you sweetheart."

"17, we've only been married 6 months."

"I'm 27, and I know exactly what you're putting up with...come on darling
let's get out of here."

Later at Freda's home, she tells Angela, "Although I've never been
married, I had a lover who was a domineering bitch, and she was very hard
on me also, I finally walked out, and to my shame sold my ass to make a
living until I could get a good position, now I'm working in a fashion
design house learning design, now tell me why you don't have anywhere to
go, where is your family."

"They disowned me when I ran off with Chuck, telling me he was no good,
but I didn't listen to them...did you say you had a female lover." "Yes,
I'm a lesbian, have been all my life, raised by two women who lived
together, went out and found myself a woman who beat me, so I turned to
another woman, and up until a few months ago, Sally and I had a wonderful
relationship...she died in a car wreck, and I've finally gotten to the
place where I'm not grieving so much I can't hardly move, will you allow
me to show you how wonderfully satisfying and fulfilling another woman
can be to you."

Poor Angela, was so heart broken over that bastard who slapped her
around, she softly replies, "Yes, Freda, anything will be better then
what I've been having."

That night Angela found out how very pleasing another woman can be to her
sexually, and by morning she had no doubts as to who she wanted in her
life. It was Sat morning so after they had breakfast Freda drove Angela
to her house, and after Chuck opened the door, he asks, "So you've come
back, who is this bitch."

At which time Freda kicked him in his nuts, clipped him across his head,
hit him in the stomach, and a finally blow in his face and he was down
and out. Then they loaded all Angela's things in the car, and as they
were walking out the last time, Chuck came to and jumped up yelling, "So
you've traded me for a dyke, well you two bitches, fuck you both."

Freda then grabs him by his nuts, squeezes until he's on his knees
crying, and says, "I'm no mother fucking dyke, but asshole bastards like
you taught me to learn to defend myself, you've beaten Angela for the
last time."

Although it took a while Freda got Angela a job as a cutter in the
fashion house she worked at, not too long after that the two women
decided to see if they could adopt a child, but that proved impossible,
so after looking into different ways, they found an agency that places
unwanted children, who were born into a home who just didn't want them,
or in my case a 14 year old girl who gave birth to me, and her mother saw
to it the child, me, was taken by others, so Angelina Marie became their
daughter at age 1 month, and the two women set out to spoil me rotten by
giving me almost everything that interested me, such as voice, musical
instruments, piano, horn, violin, and Guitar, as well as dance, modern,
jazz, ballet, and swing and martial arts, aikido, karate, and Tie Kwon
Do, learning quickly and going to matches, getting my black belt in Tie
Kwon Do far too young and studying privately in Kung Fu and Ninja methods
of fighting, opting for music and dance because of their gracefulness and
I really hate to cause harm to any one, but stacked up almost a wall of
trophies before I quite competing, but continued learning and practicing,
also digging in to witchcraft, demonism, the black arts, Voodoo, magic,
the supernatural, the ones abilities to bewitch and possibly even control
others. To my amazement, I most have come from a family of sorceresses
because it came far too easily, so all of this done very privately,
summoning books from the shelf, lit cigarette between my lips, seeing
clothing in magazines and actually creating them from nothing, giving
myself super intelligence, the ability to speed read, causing myself to
have 100% recall of what I've read, secretly giving my parents help with
their fashion business by enchanting store managers to want more and more
of our fashions, and giving me the almost impossible abilities to design
and create fashions that young adults and teenagers must have, deciding
that as long as I have this magical power to use it to its fullest.
Angela had learned fashion design also, and when the time was right they
split from the house they worked for and started a simple design shop
that catered to the average working woman, and selling to dept stores,
women's clothing stores, as well as stores that sold men's and women's
clothing. Freda having been living in a very large house, they added to
it, and that was their shop also.

The family that lived next door to us, had a terrible thing happen, the
father had begun raping his daughter when she was 7, and through fear
kept the daughter under his will until she was 14, and the mother caught
him, he want to prison, and the girl Connie was deathly afraid of men,
and the mother had no means of income, so she became my parents 1st
employee, as did Connie her daughter, so we had my parents, myself, Tina
and Connie, all working at designing, pattern making, cutting and sewing
the final design, then it went to a jobber who actually manufactured in
bulk the clothes we sold to the stores. I was only 9 when I realized my
parents needed help selling their clothes so that's when I started
enchanting buyers and store owners, as well as managers into buying our
clothing, and giving us all an uncanny ability to design clothes that
would sell, and be a hit with women, younger women, and teenagers, it was
hard, and we never had enough money to make ends meet, so my parents
decided to try for a bank loan and I enchanted the bank into giving it to
them, then as the saying goes once you have money it's easy to make more
money, and we were off and running. I'd given myself such intelligence, I
went to work in the shop very young. Connie is 4 years older then I, and
in the 11th grade, I'd given her some help along the way too. With some
of the money from the loan my parents opened a design shop in the
business area of town, complete with a showroom and runaway, still having
all our clothing made at a designer's outlet manufacturing. Although to
me it seemed like forever before we started actually seeing a positive
return in our business, but really because of my magic, it was an
unbelievably short period of time before Tina was out on the road selling
our clothes in bulk to warehouses and dept stores. Along about this time
I also found that strangely enough the exhaled smoke from my lips was my
familiar and all I had to do was exhale the cigarette smoke and it would
magically cover my victims face, unknown to them, and they would follow
my suggestions, and developing an insatiable drive for sexual contact,
making out and eventually having women and/or men fuck me, and as I
became even older, it was apparent I was not going to be a large girl,
possibly not even average, but little, having reached 5 foot and weighing
only 87 lbs, so as a result of that, and me being rather smart, and
skipped grades both of which made me not only 2-3 years younger then all
the other kids, but my size caused me to be pretty well left out of much
of anything except I was in pep, and marching bands, choir, in which I
sing 1st alto standing next to Connie, and also being able to sing almost
any octave I wanted to, but hardy no one in my grade was my size, but
taller, and heavier, and being so much younger too so I have nearly no
friends at school, except Connie, even after I'm out of school. When we
opened the store front shop, my parents named it, The House of Richten,
Ladies Fashions. Von Richten is Freda's last name, marriage between same
sex partners being illegal, they of course are not married, Angela's
maiden name is Lederhosen both of German decent but Lederhosen, didn't
sound as nice as Richten, also Angela took Freda's last name for hers,
and gave it to me too, Freda is a tall, blond a very lovely large woman,
5-10, 175 lbs and a perfect 38 D 24 40 figure, Angela is 5-6 155 36 C 26
36, and me coming from who knows what background raven black wavy hair,
light tan skin, full lips, oval shaped green eyes, and since we were not
allowed to know my ancestry except for the young girl who birthed me, she
is Caribbean native, and we've decided she must be native Carob because
of my size and color, my parents wanted me because of the circumstances,
the very young girl who had me, and my age, they wanted as young a baby
as they could find, but this insatiable lust I have for sex continues
driving me closer to the real thing so when I was only 12, but mostly
developed as much as I was going to be, although none of us knew that at
the time, over a week end when Tina, & my parents who I call mom and
mother, which we had all been in on deciding who to call what, so since
Freda is the male image because she is the dominate one between her and
Angela, I call her mom, and Angela mother, were out of town for a fashion
show in NYC, Connie and I are alone. Connie now 16 and in the 11th grade,
5-6, 135, 34 C 24 35 figure, which is probably about as much as she'll
grow. I also help her with her school work, and we're setting drinking
some of mom's scotch and smoking, she asks me, "I know you're still too
young to be thinking about this, but have you decided whether you're
going to be a lesbian or heterosexual."

"Well, I started masturbating a few years ago, and now I'm so damn horny
I'm not thinking which sex I just need some one to make out with. I'm
glad you brought this up because you excite me terribly, and I wish you'd
make out with me."

"Really, I've been wanting to ask you for months, especially since
neither of us have any experience, other than you know what in my life,
and let's not get into that, it still scares the shit out of me when it
comes to my mind."

"Fine with me, so what do we do 1st."

"Just kiss and hold one another close, then I'll start fondling your
tits...then I guess we just do what comes to our minds."

As we diddled one another's tits, it tickled more than anything else, so
I reach down and rub her pussy, then under her shorts, as I do that
thrills me so I finger fuck her pussy, while Connie does the same to me,
as we're necking, we continue diddling one another's twat, until Connie
has a roaring climax, while I'm just sexually aroused and feeling so
pleased with what she's doing to me, after a time, Connie says, "Let's
get undressed and tongue each other's clitoris, haven't you ever seen
porno films on the internet."

"No, I haven't found any."

"Well let's get one on your computer and watch two women making out,
we'll follow their lead."

Soon between watching them on the computer and us doing the same things,
I suddenly have a strange emotional build up inside my body, when it is
released I scream and collapse, babbling my love for Connie. We lay there
with one another's pussy in each other's lips and mouth, then start
again, until after hours, 1st Connie then me, have the strongest climax
that they knock us apart, gasping and crying softly, until soon Connie
lights a cigarette, takes a deep drag from it and hands it to me, so I do
the same, and get so dizzy I dare not try to get up. Over that week end
we tongue and finger fuck each other until we're almost sour, then I get
a crazy idea, and make my clitoris longer and harder, and tell Connie, "I
just had a silly idea, you lay down and let me lay on top of you with our
clitorises rubbing each other's let's see what happens when I move just a
little."

Very shortly after we're both going wildly insane with lustfulness and
wanton passion, crying, moaning, screaming and asking each other for
more, and more, along with me doing the same to Connie's clitoris, we
clitoris fuck one another silly, dumb, drunk on sexual stimulation and
desirous fucking, weakening ourselves so much it takes us forever to
recover. Later as we're having something to eat, Connie asks me, "Can we
do this as often as we possibly can, maybe mom will let me use the car
and we can go out somewhere when they're home so we can fuck all we
want."

"That sounds great to me...but honey, I'm so tired now, may we sleep."
Cuddled so close we can feel and hear one another's heart beat we fall
asleep, sleeping way past time for them to be home, when we do awake,
hearing them down stares we dress and go down to see what they've gotten
from the show. So Tina, mom and mother show us drawings they made of
clothing they saw that we can make ourselves using less expensive
material, we can make the same thing, or close for pennies compared to
the ones they saw. Once we've covered it all mother tells us, "When we
got home, we looked in on you, you've started a relationship haven't you,
I mean a sexual coupling, don't be scared to tell us, we're all
lesbians."

So Connie says, "Neither of us has ever been with any one else, and we
wanted to know if we are sexually compatible...and, oh wow...are we ever."

So Tina says, "Connie I can't think of any one I'd rather see you with
then Angelina, do you feel the same Angelina."

"Oh, yes, Connie thrills and excites me so much, and by the way she
acted, I must do the same for her."

So then Connie asks, "Mom can I use the car so we can go places where we
can be alone."

"I'm sure Angela and Freda will agree with me when I say we'd rather you
do whatever you want in your rooms, either Angelina's or yours, remember
darling Angel is still very young to be going out."

"Yes," Says mother, "Surely Angel, you aren't thinking of getting into a
place where they serve whiskey, if you weren't so tiny that would be one
thing, but your size alone will stop you, but you're thinking of dancing
aren't you...you can try, but if you have any trouble, just come home, we
will not bother you...Tina, let them at least try."

The next day I enroll in a stock brokerage course on the net, thinking
this will be a great way for me to make some real money, and it'll be
legal, so in my free time I work on creating a fake ID, making me 18, and
also changing the way I look to others, something tricky, because no one
I know cannot be able to see it, just new people I come in contact with,
that plus changing the way I put my make up on, plus giving Connie a fake
ID too, which will also be tricky, because she'll ask how I got it. Over
the next few months I raise through the course, take a day off and ace
the exam, get my license, interview for a position with a brokerage
company, to work at home, getting all this done with money I created,
having opened an off shore bank account and putting $250,000 in it, set
up a money laundering operation to turn the cash I created into money
earned.

During these months Connie and I have a marvelous time going out every
week end, 1st one night when we're in my room having spent a few hours
tongue fucking ourselves silly, I tell her, "You got me wondering what
all can be gotten on the net, look what I just got in the mail, false IDs
for both of us, making us 18, drinking age now, I think with making my
make up more adult...we can pull this off, and with no problems." "You
tricky kid, you did all this without any of us knowing anything about
it."

"The best part is yet to be proven I can do it, once I start seeing
returns, I'll tell you about that too, but not until so don't be after me
to tell you now. So my darling what do you say, we go to that up scale,
gay/lesbian club, The Crossover Club Fri night."

"Where did you hear about that, I don't know anything about it."

"Again, on the net."

"Ok, just remember we may not get past the front door."

Every chance I get I'm studying stocks of different corporations on the
net, their history, ups and downs, then using my magic to actually look
in to the files of the companies to see where they're going next. Then I
find a small company that makes computer CPU chips, and looking ahead a
few months, I find their stock will plunge to a terrible low, and after
their new chip is released, jump 10 times it's value, so having the date
I should buy in my mind, Connie and I go to the Crossover Club that Fri
night, cover charge at the door is $100, which I'd sent over the net
before we came, so we were shown in, seated and after we ordered dinner
and our drinks, Connie asks, "Where did you get the money it took to get
in here plus dinner and drinks."

"I've been working with my parents for 5 years now, and I haven't spent
any of it, but my love you are worth spending money on."

"This seems backwards to me, I should be the one taking you out, because
I'm the oldest and I'm the aggressor between us."

"I look to you as the final word between us, if that is what you mean,
not actually as my master, nor even my mistress, but you are the male
side of our relationship."

"We certainly aren't mistress and slave, if that's what you're meaning,
aren't we equally partners in our love affair."

"Yes, but you know what I'm talking about, if we had a disagreement it
would be my part to yield to your wishes, if for no other reason that you
are older than I."

"Oh, you silly girl, you are by far the brightest between us, compared to
me you're a genius."

"Possibly, but I'm also only 12, almost only 13, where you are 16, close
to 17."

"It's very nice of you to feel this way, so I'll agree, so what does this
mean between us."

"Nothing except I have some one to look to when I'm in doubt."

"Will you dance with me darling."

"I thought you'd never ask, of course I will."

By the time we get back to our table our dinner is there, so with a very
nice dinner, lots of dancing we left about 1:30, and went home up to my
room, had a wonderfully pleasing time fucking the piss out of one
another, and fell asleep. 2 weeks later I put $100,000 into the stock of
X-Chip, Inc, and 3 weeks later I sell my stock and make $1,000,000
because of the super chip they came out with, by the next day I get a
call from the head of the brokerage firm wanting to see me in his office,
so after I get there he tells me, `Miss Von Richten, that was a genius of
a call you made, how did you either guess or know they were going to come
out with that super chip."

"Not meaning to sound full of myself, but I speed read, have a
photographic memory with 100% recall and I spent hours in research on
this, the rest was a hunch considering how long it had been since any one
improved the CPU computer chip, all I knew was that their stock would
jump from the low it had been in."

"Although you are very young, and inexperienced, I have a hunch on you
too, not often, but every now and then a real genius at hunching finds
his or her way into the brokerage business...I'm betting you are one of
those select few, so after this when you've got one you feel this
strongly about, tell us, so we can spread it around. We'll see how you
do, and if I'm pleased with your successes I'll put some accounts in your
name...a few more like this one and you'll be a billionaire by the time
you're 21." "Thank you so very much for your confidence in me, possibly
some day I can work out of this office. What I'll do is forward all my
research on whatever stock I'm planning to invest in to you, for now all
my actions will be short term investments, after I have enough accounts
of my own and a sizeable amount of cash behind me...I'll spread some of it
around the fortune 500 companies in long term investments."

"Fine, keep up the good work; I know already you have a bright future in
this business."

Later as I was studying the commodities exchange, looking forward in time
I see where a heavy rain fall will wipe out most of the western wheat and
prices will go sky high after that, so I put in a call to Mr. Van Demure,
and when he returns it I tell him, "This is not my area of expertise, but
the price of wheat will go out of sight in August when it's is suppose to
be harvested, because there is going to be a shortage, so whoever's
interest is in that area, should be made aware of this."

"Your information is sketchy at best, I can't make decisions on
information like this."

"Then where can I quickly learn enough to know how to make money on this,
because come August, after the wheat is harvested the price of everything
that's made from it will be priced 15 times higher then it is now, and I
have a bundle of cash I want to put on this knowledge."

"Just watch it closely, if it comes down, and you feel it will drop more
hold off, if not buy and sell after this happens...may I ask what is a
bundle to you."

"$1,250,000, but where do I put it."

"On the harvest... over a million, this is how strongly you feel about this
information...Miss Von Richten, that's 3 months away."

"Yes, and depending on what happens between now and then, the amount I
have will be much more."

"By the sounds of this, may I assume you're doing to put every cent you
have on this."

"That's right."

"Then I'm going to act on this also, do you know when it will bottom
out." "My guess is in 2 months from now."

"Let me study this, and I'll get back with you."

After we hang up I wonder why he feels he should get back with me. So
over the next 2 months I have three more live ones , that quadruple my
cash on hand, so when the day comes I put it all into wheat, just a
little over 5 million, even though Van Demure told me I was out of my
mind to take the chance of losing everything I have, but in another
month, when I turned that 5 mil into 75 million...Van Demure, after he
cleaned up the shit off the floor, pardoned himself all over the place,
and told me any thoughts I might have to pass them on to him, so now I am
faced with a much larger problem, how to give my parents the money it
will take to build and furnish a fashion design company completely, so 1st
I tell Connie, "Remember when I told you I'm working on something really
big, well here goes, with some of the money I've made over the past 5
years working with my parents, I enrolled and completed a course in Stock
brokerage, then I put this so every one has always told me, Genius mind
of mine to work and invested in short term return stocks, I was doing
great when I ran into Commodities and looking deeper, I came to the
thought the wheat crop this year would be so small, the prices of all
wheat products will be sky high, using all the capital I had I bought
stock in wheat, the harvest came, the price went up, I sold, and I'm now
worth 75 million...and here's my bank book to prove it."

Having transferred 75 million to the bank we all use here in San
Francisco. Now this is what I need you to do for me, I'm going to tell my
parents you loaned me the rest of what it took to have this much return
in a stock investment, and your repayment we agreed on is one Million, so
let's get every one here for a dinner where I will hand out the money,
one to you and Tina, and 4 to my loving parents, to make us a real great
fashion house, with a proper building where we can do it all, from design
to manufacturing the clothing and shipping them out."

Poor bewildered Connie just sets there looking at me, until soon she
says, "You're going to give mom and me a million dollars. Why will you
give that much away."

"I'm not giving it away, you and your mom have worked for my parents,
starting for practically nothing, and slowly got up to a living wage,
you're friends, you and I are lovers, very close lovers, and you need
some of this as much as we do, so will you go along with me on this."

"I sure will, but mom is not going to take that money from you."

"We'll see."

So we all got together here for dinner, and after I started from the
beginning and told them all the same things I told Connie, as I finished,
both my parents get up and hug and kiss me, then mother asks, "All of
this in just a little over a year...darling you are amazing."

Then Tina says, "You humble us by wanting to give us all that money, how
do you think we could ever take it."

So mom tells her, "It's simple, just take it, because we won't let you
refuse."

It took more talking but finally Tina agreed, and after they left, mom
and mother ask me, "How in the world could you keep something this big,
so quiet, and for so long?"

"A lot of years ago when you really couldn't afford it, you allowed me
everything I wanted to do, dance, musical instruments, martial arts, just
anything I took an interest in, this is long over due, and maybe some day
I'll be able to get you a beach home in Malibu, a new Rolls Royce, trips
to Paris fashion shows, because now that I'm in this, you can't believe
how much money is made by these stock brokers."

"But darling how do you do all of it from home."

"My reading ability and memory, everything is on the net, so all I have
to do is find it, remember everything I read, and make my decisions from
that."

"My next question is obvious, who hires a 13 year old girl."

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, I'm not 13 any more, look at my driver's
license, I had to be at least 18 to be hired by any brokerage house."

"Darling we're very proud of you for what you've done, but aren't you
hurrying through your younger teenage years rather quickly."

"Actually no, I just wish I could have been able to do this before you
started your own company, wouldn't have been nice to have a million
dollars for start up cash...mother...mom, for whatever reason I am blessed
with a Genius IQ, so why shouldn't I do as much as I can with it, and
especially in any way I can be of help to you."

Over the next year we got our new building put together, and had our 1st
fashion show, incorporating the complete line of clothing we made for
women, young women, and teenagers, then I decide I need a car, and I want
something special like a 1950 Rolls, it took me forever to find one, and
it didn't have an engine, or transmission, so I had it towed home, where
I create a new 1950 engine and transmission for it, and completely redo
the whole car to it's original condition, just like it came from the
factory over 50 years ago, but somewhere in that year I realized I was
losing Connie, she'd started going out alone, during the times I was neck
deep in work, and not getting home until the next morning, then one
evening as we were starting out for the night, Connie tells me, "We're
going to stop and pick up a close friend of mine, you'll like her."

The young woman we picked up was 30, and a dyke, I knew that by the way
she was dressed, almost all men's clothing, and as the evening went
along, it became apparent to me I didn't belong with these two, so
instead of creating a scene I excused myself to supposedly go to the
ladies room and instead left the gay/lesbian club we are in and took a
cab home. The next day, Sat, Connie phoned me and asked, "Why did you
leave without telling us you were going."

"You and Suzy were obviously a couple, and I was out of place, I wish you
would have told me we were braking up, but let's not become enemies but
stay friends, because we also work together and that is important too."

"I guess you are right, I just didn't know how to tell you after all this
time together, but there is a group of us, why don't you come out with us
and I'll introduce you to some of the others."

"No, that's alright, I really don't have much time to socialize any more,
thanks any way."