Sally-Ann's Rain Man - Sex Stories

Sally-Ann's Rain Man

... always Grandma Beanie. While living there, I got my GED; attended Community College getting an Associate’s Degree in English Literature to prove to myself I could do it while I was working part-time at Zane’s and have been there since. I never lost contact with Grandma Beanie, not even when I was in New York City. I can still see her on the front porch of her little house, sitting on the glider, waiting for me on my spend-the-night weekend visits when my Dad dropped me off Friday night to bring me back home on Sunday. We talked about everything. My Grandma Beanie was a tough as nails while being a very sweet and nurturing woman. Grandma Beanie had a way with plants. They bloomed and flourished like magic under her care. She must have passed that gift onto me. Grandma Beanie didn’t approve of my exotic dancer lifestyle. As is her way, Grandma told me once of her displeasure in no uncertain terms and then dropped it, always loving me no matter what. Grandma left me the house when she passed, all that she had in the world; my bastard of a step-father contested the will and lost. I counter sued for my legal expenses and won. I also confessed to Thomas that I wanted a serious, committed relationship with a good man. I told him I was a different woman now, one who came to her senses. In my experience many men...well... at least the two I was partially honest with after I moved back home, were put off or surprised by my candor. In the end, both were skeptical; not believing a ...

... woman, a person, can change. Not going into particulars, one of the lying, conniving disingenuous bastard pretended to understand. Samuel stuck around for a year wining and dining me. He actually proposed marriage and I accepted. Samuel dropped a bomb on me a week before we were to be married. Samuel wanted an open marriage that included threesomes with other men and women; of course I refused even discussing such a thing and we had a heated argument where I simply walked out on him. Samuel spread vicious lies about me after that. I don’t know for sure, but the only reason he stopped might be because Zane paid him a little visit. Do you know what my Rain Man did when I confessed almost everything to him? Thomas looked right into my eyes, really looked into my eyes, deep into the window of my soul, right at the person before him here and now; me, not the person of my wild and reckless carefree past. I looked back into his baby blue eyes to see his soul was wide open. Thomas was straight and right to the point....can you come right to the point and still be romantic? “Sally-Ann,” he gently, kissing my hands, “I believe in you. It doesn’t matter for the past is behind us both; there is only the here and now. Your eyes tell me what your words struggle to say. They say when finally give your heart, it will be forever. We can go as fast or slow as you like, or pick up where we left off earlier. My first assessment of you stands. I accept you as you are.” My heart of hearts assures me ...