Lust and Love with Leona

This is a work of fiction.

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The days after I fucked with Leona I spent alone. She has told me that she was going for shoot in the Bahamas for a week. I was a man who had everything in terms of material comforts, and there was not a girl I couldn't pull in a bar. But I found that I could not stop thinking of Leona and that I stayed at home fretting and looking at shemales and ladyboys on the internet. I had Leona's number but was terrified of calling her in case she was working and I disturbed her.

I just wanted her to be back and worried that she may not want to see me again. My cock was perpetually hard and leaking pre-cum. Luckily I run my own business and have an honest manager. I put him in charge of things and took the week off. After much introspection, I had the brilliant idea of visiting the bar where I had first met Leona. So one evening I got dressed and ready to go out, but as I was about to leave, a niggling thought that had been at the back of my head came up right in front of me. If it wasn't Leona, it would not be the same. It had to be Leona, I wanted to re-create my first time with her.

I stayed home that night and hit the bottle, and once I was fairly drunk, I decided to throw caution to the wind and to call her. Her cell was ringing:

"Hello?"

"Um, baby, its Jake."

"Jake! How sweet of you to call! How are you, lover?"

"Fine, how are you?"

"Baby, you're slurring, have you been out partying, meeting lots of lovely girls?" Her voice was teasing me.

"Er . no. actually I'm at home."

"Oh you darling boy! Say! Are you missing me?"

"Errrr. when are you coming back. I miss you."

"Oh dear . my darling, I'm sorry. We're going to stay two weeks more. It's off-season and we've got the location cheap and the producer wants to finish off a few more movies ."

"Damn!"

"Poor baby."

Silence from my side, I was crushed. TWO more weeks without Leona. I would prefer to castrate myself!