1. The Bachelorette Soirée


    Date: 7/23/2017, Categories: Group Sex, Author: NymphWriter, Rating: , Source: LushStories

    two years prior, but it was like nothing had changed. Maria wrapped her long, slender arms around Delaney. The two friends hugged for what felt like an eternity, then separated. Delaney could see the glass eye staring back at her, and the scars around it from the same IED that took her leg. “Evening Sarge,” said Delaney. “Evening Doc,” said Maria. “How was your flight?” “Long.” “I’m so glad you’re here.” “Only for you Sarge, only for you.” “Enough of that Sarge shit! Please, we’re civilians now. Call me Maria. Please.” “Only if you call me Delaney.” There was a brief moment of silence, then they two women laughed. “Come on, my sister is waiting in the car.” Maria led Delaney outside into the suffocating heat. “Fuck me Maria! Do you like living in hell?” “It’s not that bad,” said Maria. “At least the sun is down.” “Maria!” called a woman by a green convertible. Maria led Delaney to the car and helped her put her bag into the trunk. “Ester, this is Delaney. Delaney, my sister, Ester.” Ester looked the way Maria did before she lost her eye, but was a bit taller and clearly older. “Good evening,” said Ester. “Hi,” said Delaney. “It’s nice to meet you. I remember Maria telling me about you all the time.” Ester looked at Maria and smiled. “Ironic, since all I’ve heard for the last month is Delaney this and Delaney that.” “Ester, you know Delaney’s the reason I’m here today.” “Bullshit!” snapped Delaney. “You’re the reason I’m here today.” Ester looked at the two, then said, ...
    “Shall we go then? Traffic going to be crazy enough as it is.” The two friends sat in the back and Ester drove them into Henderson, and Maria’s parent’s home. The house was spacious and homey, and abuzz with wedding preparations. Maria introduced Delaney to everyone, then took her to her bedroom. “Tomorrow you’ll meet Randolph,” said Maria. “Then we’ll get you fitted for your dress.” “When’s the wedding again?” “Saturday. The bachelorette party is Friday night at the best man’s house. Randolph will be there as well. It’s supposed to be quite the soirée. I hope you brought a bathing suit that isn’t military issued.” “Bathing suit? You didn’t mention anything about that.” “Oh? Well then I guess we’ll have to buy you one tomorrow while we are out.” “You sure Ester will be willing to drive us around so much?” “I can drive during the day if I want,” snapped Maria. “My fucking eye doesn’t prevent me from living.” Delaney sighed. “I’m sorry. I’m just now getting my driving privileges back.” “Can you drive?” “Yeah, so long as it’s not a stick.” Maria smiled. “Then tomorrow, you’re driving.” “Me? I’ve never been to Vegas before.” “So what? I can give you directions and my car isn’t a stick. It’ll be fun!” “Okay, sure.” Delaney’s voice had lost most of its confidence and joy from before. Maria put her hand on Delaney’s shoulder and said, “I’m sorry I snapped. I’m just so fucking tired of being treated like an invalid. ‘Poor Maria, she lost her eye in the war.’ Ugh! I lost my eye, not my ...
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