New recruits to the Bureau of Extra Normal Affairs - Sex Stories

New recruits to the Bureau of Extra Normal Affairs

... who had saved Her from Her nightmares, and inspired dreams never before known. As Her little s****r slept naked beside Her Rowena stared lovingly and longingly at Her, Her nether lips twitching at the sight the goggles afforded Her. She had decided that She couldn’t with a clean conscience pawn them, but believed that some reward was most definitely due Her. The next few days, possibly a week would be Her own, She couldn’t recall when last She had had a day off and was already looking forward to spending time with Rachel. So for the next four days and five nights the two young Women never left one of the suites of rooms that the Bureau kept available for its agents. They were sparsely furnished but what accoutrements there were, were of the finest quality and it wasn’t really as though they needed anything other than the bed in which most of their time together was spent. So for those heavenly ninety six hours or so Rowena explained for whom She worked and why Rachel was considered of interest to the Bureau. Rachel protested that She was not the seventh daughter of a seventh daughter, merely the sixth but Anne-Marie assured Her that She was but would not yet fill any further f****y information. They talked, chatting companionably as Women will, they read to each other from the small library of poetry and classics that was available. They played and toyed with one another, they bathed and beautified each other and they loved, oh how they loved; with a reckless, unheeding ...

... abandon. They burrowed beneath the crisp Egyptian linen sheets only to burrow further yet between the thighs of the other. Gentle sweet angelic love, urgent rigid love, punishments and pleasures and delight heaped upon delights, slow moments just holding one another and entire romances of kissing. They only left the bedroom to pay nature’s necessary call and to regain strength by consuming Bath Oliver biscuits, Kendal mint cake and Buchan’s light ale or Indian tonic water which was all the victuals they could find. Rachel had never had a holiday before but in all Her long future years She would remember this, the first as the best and such a time as to be unmatched by any other. Rowena too delighted in the company and safe isolation with the beautiful girl, but with each hour that passed, though She did not show it She was becoming increasingly worried. For She knew what tumults were to come… Rowena dearly wished that Rachel would be accepted as an agent for the Bureau, if She were, not only would they provide the girl an income but also training and protection and Rowena could request that they share quarters. If that were accepted no one would think it odd or question what it might entail; it was accepted even expected that its agents had their privacy and how they might conduct themselves in private - as long as they did their duties –was never brought into question. Their rooms would become a private haven for all the delights they would share between each other, and just ...