1 comments/ 21055 views/ 5 favorites Linda Saga Of Lust And Love Ch. 01 By: oneofthetwelve Another lousy tip Linda thought as she scooped it off the table into her pocket. It was a very slow night at the restaurant. Tips like that were not going to pay the rent or keep her in college. She might have to drop out after the term, move home and stay with her mom to save up some money and return later. She was so close to graduating. There was only one more customer, a nicely attired older gentleman lingering over his pie and coffee just before closing time. Bill was looking at his coffee and trying to decide if she would be an asset to the business as she approached the table with the coffee pot. "May I freshen up your coffee sir?" she asked cheerfully. "No thanks miss, I have had enough. May I have my check please?" he requested. She quickly totaled up his check and gave it to him with a big smile and received his thanks. Just then, the cook called her over so she said that she would be back in a minute and went to the kitchen. Bill was a good judge of character and beauty. She was pleasant and very nice looking. She would do fine but she had a few rough edges that needed a little work before she would be ready. When Linda got back the gentleman was gone but on the table was the check and just enough cash to cover it. Sticking out from under the coffee cup was the tip, a green dollar wrapped around a business card. When she picked up the dollar she realized that she was off by a few zeroes - it was a hundred dollar bill! What?! The business card discreetly said "Celestial Escort Service" with the contact information. Linda put the tip and the card in her pocket and hurried to close up the restaurant with the cook. At home that evening she counted up her tips. With the Franklin she had just enough to pay the rent. Getting ready for bed she felt lonely - Paul had dumped her just last month saying that "marriage to her was not God's will for his life." They had had an intense three month romance and she had given her virginity to him. She was all mixed up; mad at him, madly in love with him and very horny. After school the next day, she looked in her purse and found the gentleman's card. Her job was not working out so perhaps she should find out what this was about and call she thought to herself. A pleasant woman answered the phone and Linda told her about receiving the card and was granted an interview the next morning. She would bolt if it was not a legitimate offer. Arriving for her nine AM appointment Linda was greeted and given an employment application which she filled out and attached her resume. Some more waiting and then she was ushered into an office. Sitting behind the desk was the gentleman from the restaurant, he shook her hand invited her to sit and took her application. "Linda, welcome to Celestial Escorts, I am Bill Phillips. We have a special business here with a select clientele, mostly older men from out of town. They are looking for an escort - a beautiful young woman to spend a Sunday going to church with in the morning then a pleasant lunch and a quiet afternoon spent in your company. There is no expectation of sex that is not part of the arrangement. It is just a friendly first date with an older man. Now with that said I recognize that you are an adult and can make your own decision about men and relationships so use your own judgment." Linda liked what she heard and trusted Mr. Phillips candor so she asked about the work hours and the pay. It was for a full day on Sunday and paid five hundred dollars. When she raised her eyebrows in surprise Bill assured her that these were wealthy men and it was not much money to them. Taking a big chance she accepted the job shaking Bill's hand on the deal. "Linda you are a beautiful young woman and we want you to make a good impression on these gentlemen. Because we are trying to project a special image we have a strict dress code, call it 'the uniform of the day'. I am going to send our Mrs. Thurston over to your house tomorrow to take you shopping for some dresses and to a day spa for body work and pampering. This is a sign on bonus at no cost to you so don't worry about it," he assured her. At the decided upon time her door bell rang and a nicely dressed older woman introduced herself as Dora Thurston. Loading Linda into her nice car they went shopping. Instead of the mall they went to Blooms, an expensive downtown women's store which she knew was way out of her league. It was the kind of store that when you looked at the display windows you never saw any prices or sales signs and you knew not to bother going inside. Mrs. Thurston was greeted at the door by a saleslady who greeted her by name. Dora asked her to show some dresses for church to "my niece". It was almost Easter and the dresses were beautiful. Sizing her up in one glance the saleslady led Linda to the rack, pulling dresses out to which Mrs. Thurston approved or shook her head no. Linda was helped by the saleslady in trying on the dresses then stood in front of the mirrors modeling the dresses for reactions. Dora and Linda picked three dresses that they both agreed upon. They were all satin, one was all white, the second white with a pink floral print and the third was a peach hued one. Each dress was styled similarly with lace collars and a bow in the back making her look very young and feminine. "Those are such pretty dresses and they look fantastic on you Linda. Now for some undergarments" Dora declared. The saleslady steered her in the direction of the lingerie section to a rack of white corsets. Linda had never worn a corset before and after trying some on and practicing lacing and unlacing them - a white satin corset was picked out for her. When she put her dress on over it, the corset accentuated her figure making the dress look even better. The sales lady provided white silk stockings and satin panties to match the corset. Then, moving on to the shoe department, she tried on several pairs finally picking out two pairs of dressy white high heels. She looked like a rich young woman dressed for an Easter service to which Dora joked that she was wearing "the uniform of the day'. "Wear one of your dresses out of the store since you need practice wearing a corset" declared Mrs. Thurston, "It's time for lunch." They had lunch at Libos, a gourmet restaurant, and got acquainted. Linda told Dora about her college plans and she learned from Dora a bit more about Celestial Escorts. As Dora explained "These older men are attracted to very sweet young women like yourself and will pay a high price just to spend some time in your company. They want a young feminine Christian woman who would remind them of the old lost loves of their youth. They want a fantasy and Celestial Escorts provides it." Now Linda understood 'woman to woman' how it worked. "Oh, how the time is flying," Dora declared, "it is almost time for your beauty appointment." When Linda looked uneasy Dora explained that is part of the sign on bonus and not to worry. Linda had been saving money for rent and getting cheap hair cuts. Her hair told the sad story so she was ready to be pampered. "Hello, Mrs. Thurston," the spa director greeted her "and who is this beautiful young woman with you?" he asked "My niece Linda and she needs the works." Mrs. Thurston announced. "Linda, I will be back in a few hours." The afternoon was like a dream. She was given a sauna, a massage, a pedicure and polish, some other makeup and advice on how to apply it. Then, Linda went to the stylist's chair for a fantastic hair style. When she was picked up Linda expected to be taken home but Mrs. Thurston was not done shopping yet. At Zakeles Jewelers an expensive gold cross on a chain and simple earrings were selected to complete her ensemble. Arriving at her apartment Dora gave Linda an envelope with five hundred dollars and explained it was advance payment for next Sunday's job. That night Bill Phillips called with her assignment for Sunday morning and he related how Mrs. Thurston had praised her manners, poise and beauty. On Sunday morning she was dressed and ready. She picked out the white satin dress with the pink floral print to wear and fine tuned her make up with the pink polish, lipstick and blush from the spa. After tightly lacing her corset, she sat to attach the white silk stocking with the garters then slipped the white satin panties on last. Looking in the mirror she was fascinated by the undergarments and how they made her feel tightly bound - almost like she was being held in Paul's arms. He would love to see her wearing it! No stop that! She told herself - it is over with Paul so put aside those emotions. Linda slipped the dress over her head, pulled up the zipper and tied the bow in back. Then putting on her earrings, and gold cross necklace, checking her make up one last time, grabbed her purse and she was out the door. At the hotel she used her cell phone to call the room. A cheerful voice said he would be right down! When the elevator door opened she saw a portly gentleman in an expensive gray suit. He introduced himself as Mr. Wallace "just call me Walt" he said and in return she shared her name "I'm Linda". "Linda we have time to make the eleven AM service at First Presbyterian". They hailed a cab and were soon walking in the doors. The usher gave them church bulletins and they were seated. She was aware that some folks were watching them and she commented on this in a soft voice to Walt. "They don't know what to think about us and are trying to guess. Are you his daughter or a trophy wife perhaps or what is the relationship?" he replied. "All I know is that you are a beautiful young woman and you are with me." "They can think what they want Uncle Walt," she whispered. Walt was a VP for a tire company on the west coast and when he came to town he always called Bill for a Sunday escort to pass the time in the company of a beautiful woman. Linda liked his compliments and felt comfortable with him. Walt was having a good time. Linda was a beauty, a rare flower and by the way she walked and sat he could tell she was tightly corseted. Her floral white and pink satin dress looked like a dream on her. The hair and make up were perfect. The gold cross she was wearing made him fill with yearnings, longings of the past and desire to possess her sweet beauty. Linda was listening to the sermon but she was also aware of Walt sitting next to her. When he took her hand helping her out of the cab and touched her at the small of her back to guide her into the pew she felt special. He was a handsome well aged but well built man. What would it like to be his trophy wife she wool gathered. The pampered spoiled niece might be a safer role she considered. Walt reached down and took Linda's hand and held it. Looking over to him, Linda smiled her acquiescence briefly and then returned her attention to the minister. After the service they greeted the minister on the steps and Uncle Walt introduced her as his niece Linda going to college here. She smiled and played the role but was giggling inside. After the service it was time for Sunday brunch and they ended up at Libos. Since she was wearing a tight corset once again she ate lightly. Walt shared some business stories and told her about his grown children and his ex. Linda shared her college plans and her break up with Paul. It felt so easy and right talking with Walt; he set her at ease and was a careful listener. "Have you heard about the new William Bouguereau exhibit at the Essex Art Museum? He asked. She was taking an art history course this semester, so of course she had. "He is a famous 19th century French painter. His exhibit opens on Monday it said in the paper," she replied. "I have patron tickets to the special preview this afternoon," Walt announced to her pleasure, "It is almost time to leave." The tickets got them into the VIP reception at the exhibit. Walt offered and she accepted a glass of champagne and they viewed the paintings together. There was the formal Portrait-of-Madame-Olry-Roederer seated wearing a long white dress and from the hourglass waist Linda knew the Madame was also wearing a corset. As she looked at the elegant woman she felt like she was looking into a mirror, like she saw herself in another time and place. There were also featured classical paintings. One was called Girl-Defending-Herself-Against-Love with a cute little Cupid with wings wielding a gold arrow being pushed away. Too bad I did not do that with Paul she thought to herself. Some of the paintings were sensuously erotic like the one called Nymphs and Satyr. Three nude water nymphs were pulling a reluctant Satyr into a pool of water. They were beautiful to look at and the Satyr was pretending to resist. She stood a long time looking at it until Walt touched her on the waist and they returned to the buffet and refreshed their glasses. Linda was achieving a mild buzz brought on by Walt's masculine presence, the beauty of the art and a few glasses of very good champagne. Finding a bench off to the side, Walt complimented her once again on her dress and then said, "Linda I have enjoyed your company today. I have a small gift I want to give you; I hope you will accept it." He handed her a jewelry gift box from Zakeles. Upon opening she saw an anklet in the same style as the chain on her gold cross. "Oh thank you, Walt is it beautiful" she gushed in enjoyment of his gift. Walt touched her knee and asked "may I put it on you?" "Oh yes please" she said and crossed her leg to present her ankle. His touch on her stocking as he fastened the anklet was stimulating. Her breasts were tender and she felt a wetness between her legs. She leaned over and kissed him on the cheek and sweetly said "I appreciate your gift Walt. I have had a great time with you today," looking him innocently in the eye. He kissed her softly on her pink lips and Linda returned his kiss. Walt sat back and looked at Linda. He wanted her and she seemed willing enough but he had to honor the rules of Celestial Escorts. He did not want Bill Phillips mad at him. Sex had to be her idea. Hailing a cab they went toward the hotel. "Linda I am heading back to the hotel now shall I send you on home now or would you like to come up to the room for awhile?" he asked. "Sure Uncle Walt, I want to sit down and rest my feet" she said accepting his offer. "I can imagine those nice looking high heels must be hurting your feet by now," he commented. "That champagne was good would you like some more?" When Linda nodded affirmatively he called the hotel room service and it was taken up to the room. Linda felt lightheaded and happy to be holding Walt's hand as they rode up in the elevator. Inside the room they opened the bottle and enjoyed a few glasses and talked about the fun that they had had during the day. Sitting together on the loveseat they exchanged gentle kisses. Then Walt opened the drapes and they went out to stand on the balcony in the cool evening air. The city lights were splendid. Linda was holding onto the railing with her hands and Walt stood behind her with his hands around her corseted waist. He kissed her neck once and then again on the other side and she started breathing harder. Sliding his hands up he fondled her breasts for a few moments then leaning forward he pressed his erection into her soft derriere. Linda moaned softly with desire. She had been lonely and hungry since Paul. She wanted Walt so she said, "Yes Walt yes, please take me." He lifted up the back of her dress and eased down her white satin panties and as he touched her swollen clitoris, she moaned again. Unzipping his pants freeing his erection he guided his manhood into her waiting vagina. Linda wanted him now and pushed back against him hard holding her arms out straight against the railing for support. Holding Linda by the waist, Walt mounted her and moving in deeply rutted her with all his lust, passion and desire. She was a beautiful flower, a virginal nymph dressed for his Satyric pleasure in her satin dress, corset and stockings and heels. Her hair was loose around her shoulders and her make up and perfume were intoxicating. Her gold cross was swaying like a pendulum in time to their exertions. He was deflowering her. "Linda, take my love in your mouth" he begged and pulled out abruptly holding his member to delay his discharge. She turned and with a swirl of her dress fell to her knees before him, opening her mouth to accept his lust. He sprayed her face with his hot sticky love as Linda licked her pink lips tasting him. It dripped off her chin on to her gold cross. Lifting it up Linda licked off the gooey gob off of it making it shiny once again. Walt handed her the satin panties to help her clean up and then called her a cab. When she got home she checked her purse to make sure she had the exact bus fare for the morning. There were ten crisp one hundred dollar bills wrapped around Walt's business card. That looked like another opportunity. She could be a trophy wife like Madame-Olry-Roederer. Nah. She remembered the painting of the young woman fighting off the little winged Cupid. The next Tuesday she got a call from Bill arranging for her to escort another client on Sunday. He told her that "Mr. G" had a certain peculiar fetish. He liked to spank his escorts. Bill said that he would understand if she did not want to be available but when she found out more she agreed. Which dress should she wear the white one or the peach? Linda Saga Of Lust And Love Ch. 02 Linda bowed her head in prayer with the rest of the congregation, but her thoughts were on the mysterious "Mr.G" who she was supposed to be escorting today. Following her instructions to the letter she sat on the front pew of the St. Augustine Catholic Church for the 4 pm Mass, which was the last one of the day. The church was huge, very rich and ornate, giving you the feeling that God dwelled within the space. It was filled with sculpture, artwork and stained glass. The organ music was heavy with beauty and power, stirring the soul. The sculpture of Jesus behind the altar reminded her of the William Bouguereau paintings she had seen at the Essex Art Museum last Sunday with Uncle Walt. It was The Flagellation of Our Lord Jesus Christ - in the painting he was chained to a column and being whipped, punished for the sins of the world. He watched her as she bowed her head for the closing benedictions. The girl was like an angel dressed in white. She was wearing a modest feminine dress, satin with lace around the collar and around her neck, a golden chain with a crucifix. White stockings, high heels and simple makeup gave her an aura of innocence and purity. It gave him a strong feeling of lust and a desire to possess her beauty, but he knew it was wrong. He felt like Adam being tempted by Eve and the devil. After the service she remained seated as the church emptied out and then went to the altar railing to kneel to pray for awhile. She was feeling tender and remorseful about the way she was living. She did not believe in premarital sex but had given herself in sin to Paul and to Walt. Rising Linda went to the confessional as she had been instructed. A quick visit on the internet had coached her on the procedure since Linda was a Protestant and did not know the ritual. She had learned that in order to receive forgiveness for sins we must examine our conscience, have sorrow for our sins and must make a firm resolution never more to offend God. We must confess our sins to the priest and finally we must accept the penance which the priest gives us. Perhaps there is a reason for the expression 'confession is good for the soul' she thought as she decided to give a truthful confession. Closing the door, Linda knelt bowing her head and waiting expectantly on the kneeler. In a few minutes the small window slid opened and it was time. "Father forgive me for I have sinned," she confessed, "I have had carnal knowledge of a man." "That is a mortal sin my daughter, the sin of lust and fornication. This is not the way God created you to use your sexuality. Do you have any other sins to confess." the Father asked. "I accepted a gift of jewelry and money from him" she confessed. "That would be the sin of greed," he acknowledged "these are mortal sins; I must offer you a serious act of penance." "You are a spoiled young woman, almost a child. You are familiar with the proverb of sparing the rod and spoiling the child" he questioned? "Yes of course Father," she replied guardedly. "I will provide you a punishment as penance for your sins," he offered. "Yes Father, I will do as you instruct. I truly repent and want to do penance for my sins," Linda acknowledged. The Father told her about a flashlight under the kneeling rail. When she had it in hand, he released the hidden catch on the side of the booth and told her to go down the dark passage to the room at the end. Inside she would find the candelabra. She was to light the candles and kneel in prayerful supplication. He would meet her there in a few minutes. The side of the confessional booth opened onto a dark hallway with a low ceiling, a real secret passageway just like in the movies. Bending over she walked across the stone floor to the end of the passage, which ended in a spiral stairway going downwards. It was cold and Linda felt chilled by more than the cool air. Carefully she went down the stairs to find a small empty room with a door at the bottom of the stairs. The heavy wooden door was locked but had a great iron key in the lock and unlocking it she walked into the darkened room, closing the door behind her. It was a small private chapel with comfortable chairs and couches. There was an altar in the front with the candelabra. Lighting the candles gave a warm glow to the room, turning off the flashlight she knelt at the red velvet padded prayer railing and waited. She was afraid and aroused at the same time. Her bowed head gave view to her virginal white dress with her corseted breasts and waist framing her gold crucifix. During the service the priest had preached about the woman caught in adultery and how Jesus had saved her by letting the one with no sin cast the first stone. She was just like that woman, first with her boyfriend Paul who dumped her then with "Uncle Walt" last week. When she gave her confession to the priest it was from her heart. She was truly sorry and contrite. Now she waited for her punishment. She remembered as a young girl when she had been punished by her father for her transgressions. He would spank her firmly, calmly and in a spirit of love not anger. Afterward she felt absolved of her wrongdoing and closer to her father. So this is how it work she wanted to feel close to God again but her sins kept her away from the peace and joy she once knew. Linda did not have long to wait as the door behind her opened and then closed. She could not see who it was in the darkness far away from the candle glow then she heard the sound of the key in the lock and froze. "Do not be afraid my daughter you are in no danger. It is I, Father Gugilo here to administer your chastisement." He said. It was the priest that gave the mass earlier in his golden robes. So this must be the mysterious "Mr.G". Now this all made sense - or did it? "Come here and kneel before me" he commanded as he sat on a plush couch. She knelt before him on the pillow he provided with her head bowed down her hands in supplicant prayer. The candlelight reflected off her gold crucifix above her breasts. She was like a virginal bride in white but he knew better. She was tormented by her flesh so he would help her with the absolution of her sins. He felt a lustful desire towards her but he needed to control his passion. "Rise child and submit to your punishment" he said reaching out his left hand. "Yes Father, I will obey" she replied rising and taking his hand. He put his left knee between her legs and guiding her by the hand leaning her torso across his lap. Holding her hands together securely by the wrists with his left hand and pinning her leg between his, she was immobilized. He softly rested his right hand on the left cheek of her bottom and he could feel her muscles tense through the white satin dress. He slowly pulled up her dress to reveal her stockings, garters and panties then eased her panties down to reveal her soft white flesh. "Relax your muscles child and it won't hurt as much," he gently commanded. "Yes Father," she meekly replied taking a deep breath and releasing it. Holding her wrists firmly, he raised his right hand and brought it down sharply on her bottom to which Linda gave a startled yelp. "Child will you play the harlot with men?" he asked. "No father, no. I won't play the harlot," she replied then his hand once again landed on her bottom with a loud smack. "Will you dress to incite lust and adultery in the hearts of men?" he enquired. "No father I will be modest, forgive me," she begged in tears and received another firm spanking. "Will you only give yourself to your husband?" he asked. "Yes father," she sobbed and felt his hand again fall hard on the red cheek of her bottom. Will you be his submissive and obedient wife and mother of his children?" he questioned, sharing the teachings of the church. "Oh yes Father, I want to be a wife and mother. I will submit to and obey my husband," she cried out and then a fifth blow landed on her bottom. The passion, lust and excitement were too much and when he came it was a great relief to his vexed spirit and member. She had suffered enough - her bottom was red with the imprint of the hand that had doled out her punishment. He dipped his finger tips into a jar of healing salve on the table next to the couch and tenderly massaged it into her angry red skin. As she cried her tears of joy and pain he pulled up her panties and lowered her dress. She was chastened and joyous that she had earned forgiveness for her sins. Releasing her wrists he helped her to stand, then offered his handkerchief to dry her tears. Then he commanded "Go and sin no more," and then after a moment added with a smile "there is a young adult Bible study at 7 pm on Wednesday night you might just meet the right young man to help guide you in your walk with the Lord." "Yes Father thank you," she humbly replied. The Father led her to the confessional and she exited walking towards the main entrance of the church. By the main doors off to one corner was an alms box for the poor and needy. She paused and considered then reaching down unclasped the gold anklet Uncle Walt had given her and dropped it in the box on the way out. * That night at home she thought about the Celestial Escorts job. Linda was still in shock from the spanking and the promises that she made when she wanted the punishment to end. Was this job the best thing that she could be doing with her life? Once she wanted more and she thought Paul's love was going to provide it. As she remembered the marriage dreams that she had about Paul her reverie was interrupted by the red light on her answering machine. On the first message she heard Paul's voice. He was apologizing and telling her that he loved her and could they start over again please? She thought about the woman about to be stoned, about giving her virginity to Paul, about letting Uncle Walt take her, about the sins she confessed to Father Gugilo and the punishment she took in penance for her sins. She hit the delete key and listened to the second message. It was from Celestial Escorts, Dora was apologizing that "Mr.G" had missed his flight and there had been a mix-up about notifying her. Linda Saga Of Lust And Love Ch. 03 After class on Wednesday Linda finally decided to go to the Bible study as suggested by the Father. She picked out a long grey skirt and a white knit top. She wore her gold cross but skipped most of the make up and settled just for some light red lipstick. She remembered the modest part of her promises. Picking up her Bible she walked towards the church. In front of the education wing was a girl from the college that she recognized. "Linda, I am so glad you came to the Bible study," said Mary an acquaintance from her art history class. "Hi Mary, I heard about the Bible study and decided to find out more," Linda responded. Mary introduced her to her boyfriend Fred and his buddy Evan. "Great come with me," she said taking Linda by the arm. In the small room there were about twenty college age singles about half men and half women. The leader, a young priest gave a reading from scripture in Romans 13:8-14. Owe no one anything, except to love one another; for the one who loves another has fulfilled the law. The commandments, "You shall not commit adultery; You shall not murder; You shall not steal; You shall not covet"; and any other commandment, are summed up in this word, "Love your neighbor as yourself." Love does no wrong to a neighbor; therefore, love is the fulfilling of the law. Besides this, you know what time it is, how it is now the moment for you to wake from sleep. For salvation is nearer to us now than when we became believers; the night is far gone, the day is near. Let us then lay aside the works of darkness and put on the armor of light; let us live honorably as in the day, not in reveling and drunkenness, not in debauchery and licentiousness, not in quarreling and jealousy. Instead, put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, to gratify its desires. After the reading he expounded on the passage in a short sermon. Linda liked the image of putting on the Lord Jesus Christ and making no provision for the flesh to gratify its desires, which had always been her problem. Linda looked around at the others they were listening attentively to the talk. Then they broke up into small groups to discuss the story amongst themselves. When the Bible study was over, on the way out, Mary told Linda the plans that she and Fred had made to go and see the Nutcracker ballet that Friday night. "Evan's date dropped out at the last minute and we are trying to fix him up - come along with us and we can double date." she suggested. Evan was a pleasant guy, strong yet kind of shy and quiet. He was an accounting major in the same year as she was at the college. She did not have a shift at the restaurant so she could do it. "Well I would enjoy the evening but I guess it is really up to Evan to ask me out if he wishes," she politely deferred. Evan brightened at her suggestion and piped in, "Linda would you like to attend the ballet? It is my favorite Christmas event and I know you will love it too." Linda accepted his offer and they made arrangements before Linda said goodnight to her new friends. As she walked in the door at home she got a phone call from Mary. "Linda thanks for accepting Evan's invitation to the ballet, I hope that I was not too forward in making the suggestion," Mary asked. "No it's really ok." Linda replied. "He seems a bit shy but he really enjoyed the opportunity that you made for him to ask me. Have you been dating Fred for long?" she said changing the subject. "Yes isn't he dreamy!" she gushed. "We have dated for three months but it feels like a lifetime." He wants me to go all the way with him but I have been putting him off. I love him but I want to save myself" Mary confided. "You should save yourself for marriage if he is the man God intends for your life. By waiting he will show he is the one. There will be plenty of time for that fun stuff later, right?" Linda suggested. "Thank you Linda you are a good friend and sensible about love and romance. I don't want to get in trouble like my aunt or have Fred not respect me afterwards" she agreed. Linda thought about Paul and how he had not respected her afterwards and dumped her. "I am wearing my light blue dress what are you going to wear" Mary asked. Linda had not thought about it until now. So Mary was going to get dressed up - it was a ballet after all and she wanted to impress her boyfriend Fred. Not wanting to send Evan the wrong message Linda decided to wear her peach satin dress but skip the tight fitting corset this time. Just before the ballet they picked Linda up in Evan's car and drove to the college auditorium for the ballet. It was a community wide event with a lot of families dressed up for the event. It made Linda sort of jealous with the moms and their young daughters wearing feminine dresses and going to the ballet. She remembered doing the same with her mom years ago. One family caught her attention. It was a husband in a grey suit with the mother and elementary school daughter wearing identical dark green long satin dresses. The husband escorting them was proud of his 'girls' and it showed. She wanted to be that woman with a strong husband to walk alongside and a beautiful daughter. She prayed that it was in God's will for her life. Fred and Evan looked nice in their suits -like they had just shown up for church. Mary wore her light sky blue dress but it was not flattering on her. It was low cut and showed off too much of her breasts, which jiggled when she walked. The dress had a slit at the front and she was giving Fred the wrong message by the way she was presenting herself, it was no wonder he wanted to go all the way. Linda's dress was the modest peach satin dress with a white lace collar and a bow in the back. She wore white hose and heels some nail polish and lipstick of a peach hue and her gold cross. A feminine modest Christian woman was what she portrayed to Evan. He was respectful and appreciative. When the house lights went down Evan's hand found hers in the dark and gently held it during the performance except during the applause. Mary was sitting on Linda's other side and the action was a lot hotter over there. Fred had his right arm around her and his hand rested on Mary's upper arm almost caressing her breasts. Mary's left hand was resting on his leg rather close to his loins. When Nutcracker ended and the lights went up they untangled themselves from each other and the foursome joined the press of people leaving the auditorium. Right in front of them was the family Linda had seen earlier. The mother and daughter had on black hose and high heels with their green satin dresses. They also had long hair flowing down their backs bound up with green satin ribbons matching their dresses. The husband had his arm around his wife's waist and was holding the daughters hand. When they turned away from them she realized that the young mom was pregnant. She would have another beautiful child she was carrying her husbands love in her womb proudly. She felt jealous when the wife looked up and smiled at her virile husband. Linda knew that she should not covet but she wanted to be walking in that woman's high heels just then. She was pulled out of her reverie when Evan took her hand as they descended the flight of stairs outside the building. He opened the front car door for Linda as Fred and Mary piled in the back. Heading away from campus Fred piped up "Let's go to the reservoir" and Mary voiced her approval. Evan gave an embarrassed sidelong glance at Linda and said "OK but not for long you guys. I have to work at the video store in the morning". The reservoir was the local college make out spot and she remembered the spot well from her time with Paul. Evan was cute she might like kissing him for awhile. Evan took a side lane that she did not know about and soon they were very secluded with a view of the water in the moonlight. In the dark car Evan took her hand as he did in the ballet and told her how much the enjoyed her company that evening. He complimented her on her pretty satin dress and said it reminded him of the happy family that they saw on the way out. Linda thanked him for the compliment and he kissed her. Leaning in again he kissed her again and she returned the kiss softly. This was going to be fun but it could get out of hand as well she knew. From the back seat Linda heard a sound and saw Mary going down on Fred's penis as he stroked her breasts freed from her flimsy dress. The image was erotic and it was getting her aroused. Turning back around Evan kissed her and with his left hand started fondling her breast. She took his hands in hers and softly said to Evan but loud enough for Mary to hear, "No Evan don't touch me there, my body does not belong to me to give to you. It belongs to my husband. I want to stay pure for him. If I let you take me, mount me and fill me with your love you would not respect me. I don't want that. You are a sweet guy you remind me of the husband with the wife and daughter we saw. I know that is what you want for your life and not a moment of lust and pleasure at a lover's lane." It was very quite in the back seat. Mary had stopped and was adjusting her dress listening very carefully to the conversation in front. "Evan do you remember the scripture from Wednesday "Let us live honorably as in the day, not in reveling and drunkenness, not in debauchery and licentiousness, not in quarreling and jealousy. Instead, put on the Lord Jesus Christ, and make no provision for the flesh, to gratify its desires" Linda shared. "Linda you are right. I just got carried away. This is our first date and I hardly even know you. I hope there will be others?" he tentatively asked. "Evan I would like that too." Linda assured. That night Linda had a dream about Evan. They were in a church at a wedding - their wedding. Linda was wearing a long white satin dress, her gold cross and a veil. Her make up consisted of red lipstick, nail polish and rouge. The priest had just said to Evan "you may take your bride" and he did. With his back to the wedding party he lifted the front of her dress and he slid the white satin panties down her white stocking legs and used it to bind her wrists together. Evan then lifted her by her narrow corseted waist up and perched her on the edge of the altar. Standing in front of her, he lifted her dress and unzipped his pants and freed his member very discreetly under her dress. Linda put her arms around his neck and the congregation saw her wrists bound in her virginal white garment, her red polished nails and her gold ring showing her surrender and marital bondage. The priest asked Linda if "she would be a submissive and obedience wife and the mother of his children" to which she replied "Yes as it pleases the lord". Evan mounted her and rutted her hard as the wedding party cheered loudly singing halleluiahs. "Wife do you want me to rule over you with my seed" he asked and she replied "Thy will be done my husband." Then he came joyously into her womb. Linda woke in a sweat and realized that she had been masturbating. Her fingers were damp with her wet desire. She explored and sniffed then licked her sticky fingers. It seemed so real but was it a dream or was the Devil tempting her weak flesh again? Then the phone rang - it was only 9 am on Saturday morning. Maybe it was Mary calling about last night. "Hi Linda it is Dora Thurston. I hope I did not wake you up girl. I have a client for you to escort tonight, not Sunday. I will send a car over to pick you up at 7 pm, be ready" and then she rang off with a quick bye. She still needed the money from the escort job. Last night she had proven her self control she would not succumb as she had with "Uncle Walt". It would be just a pleasant evening with an older gentleman. Two hours later to her surprise, a delivery woman from the clothing store Blooms arrived with a package which Linda signed for in receipt. What can this be she wondered it must be from Dora she thought as she opened it. In the box was a skimpy black silk dress with spaghetti straps. Another package contained a black satin garter belt, a thong and a pair of black silk stockings with a seam in the back. A small box contained garish red make up. The final box contained a pair of black high heels with a slender ankle strap. This was not the uniform of the day for Celestial Escort service. These were the garments of a prostitute. She called Dora "What is going on, what is this all about, why did you send me these things?" she blurted out. "Darling Linda there has been a change of ownership and the assets of the firm have been taken over by a new management team, one with a different philosophy. As one of the assets you have been assigned to escort a different sort of gentleman. Now before you get mad and hang up be a good girl and check your email. I just sent you a message." In shock she opened up the message. The attachment was a photo slide show. She was at church with Uncle Walt, and then at the art gallery and then he was putting the gold anklet on her offered leg. The next shots were in his hotel room with them drinking champagne and kissing. The action followed them outside where they had had sex. "Linda? Are you still there," asked Dora. "Yes" she replied in shock. Her mind raced through the images she had just seen and she started looking at herself in a new way. She had enjoyed every moment of that day with Uncle Walt. "I wanted to send you these pictures. Tell me about the woman in the pictures. Is she a prostitute"? "Yes" Linda said her voice trembling. "Are you a prostitute?" Dora gently questioned. "Yes" Linda replied her voice cracking. "Then be a good girl. Put on the dress and please the gentleman tonight. Be sure to wear your gold chain and cross. Bye now." After a long cry she dried her tears and realized that she was trapped in sin. Dora had seen through her pretenses, she really was a sinner and a prostitute. She opened her Bible to Ezekiel 23 and read aloud, "Yet she multiplied her acts of promiscuity, remembering the days of her youth when she acted like a prostitute in the land of Egypt 20 and lusted after their lovers, whose sexual members were like those of donkeys and whose emission was like that of stallions. 21 So you revisited the indecency of your youth, when the Egyptians caressed your nipples to enjoy your youthful breasts." Linda had wanted Evan to caress her nipples and fondle her young breasts last night. Why had she stopped him? She coveted the husband at the Nutcracker and wanted his baby in her womb. She looked at the slide show again and saw her whoring with Uncle Walt. She wanted him so she took his gift and money and gave herself as a prostitute to his member large like a donkey and the taste of his emissions like a stallion. After soaking in the tub she anointed herself with fragrant lotions and perfumes. Opening up the blood red nail polish she painted her toe nails and then fingers nails. Carefully she fixed her eye makeup and rouged her cheeks. Standing in front of her full length mirror, she fastened the black satin garter belt watching the garters dangle as she swayed her hips. Sitting carefully in front of the mirror she slipped on the black silk stockings one at a time fastening the garters to them and adjusting the seams in the back. Standing in front of the mirror again, she examined the tiny black satin thong then stepping into it and slid it up to her hips. It did not cover much but it was not meant to do so. Fitting her feet into her black high heels she buckled the straps around her ankles. Her make up was sluttish red and garish, taking her lipstick tube she reddened the tips of her nipples to match her lips. As instructed, she clasped her gold chain around her neck with the cross nestled above her breasts. She looked like the whore that she knew that she was - wearing only make up, her cross and her black garter belt, thong, stockings and heels. Taking the dress from the box she held it over her head then let it slide down her body. It fit perfectly - they knew her size at Blooms. Since she was wearing it braless it was showing her breasts and her nipples were obviously protruding through the fabric. She liked the feel of the soft silk against her body as she looked in the mirror for a final check. Putting on her long black overcoat she went out to the car when it arrived. The driver did not say a word nor did she. They drove out of town to an area with the large estates with gates and lots of privacy. Entering the code the driver navigated the gate and drove up the long driveway to a large house in the dark. Helping her out of the car he knocked on the large front door and it was opened by a young woman in a French maid's uniform who curtseyed. "This way, Madame the master of the house asked that you go to the library and await him." she announced. Following the girl, she was ushered into the library and guided to the couch and then the maid left, closing the double doors. A few minutes later an older gentleman entered and shaking her hand introduced himself as Mr. Graves. He asked her name and Linda politely replied with her name. After some small talk complimenting her on her nice dress he apologized for not getting her something to drink and pressed a button on a side table. A few minutes later the maid arrived pushing a cart with a Champagne bottle in ice which she promptly opened and poured three glasses. "This is French champagne and this is my French maid Madeline" he said sitting her next to Linda on the couch. "She does not speak English but she has a lot of other talents for such a young woman." He confided. He finished his glass and refilled theirs continuing "Linda do you find Madeline to be a beautiful woman?" Linda's mind raced - where was this going? "Yes she is quite pleasant she has a nice voice. When she greeted me at the door I felt at ease." He spoke in French to her and shyly she replied "Oui, monsieur Graves" and she walked across the room to the antique record player and picked out an LP which she put it on the turn table and after winding up the crank, lowered the needle into the groove. It was very old music sweet, soft romantic music for dancing slowly. She remembered being with Paul at the formal, he had been wearing a tux and she had been wearing her prom dress dancing to such music. Madeline turned off the lights so only the fireplace and candelabras were softly lighting the room. Approaching Linda she held out her hand. Glancing at Mr. Graves he just smiled and nodded his approval. Linda took her hand as Madeline taking the lead danced with her slowly. The girl was beautiful with her long black flowing hair and brown eyes. She expertly moved Linda around the room in a slow sensuous dance. When the first song ended Madeline kissed her. So that is what is like to be kissed by a woman. When Madeline kissed her once again Linda kissed her back holding her in a gentle embrace. Softly Madeline caressed her nipples thru the dress and they became hard with pleasure and desire. "Linda" Mr. Graves spoke, "Madeline finds you to be a beautiful woman also." He spoke in French again and Madeline smiled pleasantly. Madeline reached behind her back and untied her apron then unzipped her dress which fell down at her feet. She was wearing a black garter belt, thong, silk stockings and high heels exactly like Linda's. Reaching out she carefully took off Linda dress lifting it over her head. Linda was standing breast to breast with a beautiful woman. As Madeline kissed her, Linda pushed their breasts together. Madeline's hand traveled down Linda's side then explored between her legs fondling her wet thong. Sliding her finger beneath the thong she softly caressed Linda's clitoris. Feeling dizzy, Linda lay back on the couch as Madeline slid off Linda's thong and then took off hers as well. Kneeling on the floor between her black stockinged legs Madeline kissed her clitoris and tongued her wetness driving her passion. She had never been loved there like this before now. Then Madeline moved to the end of couch leaning back spreading her legs offering her love which Linda greedily took. Linda Saga Of Lust And Love Ch. 03 Mr. Graves was enjoying watching the love making but he was ready to participate now that Madeline had got things going so nicely. He was getting old and needed to be aroused into action. Linda would be first then Madeline. Linda's bottom was high in the air as she bent over giving her lust to her new girlfriend when she felt his member enter her vessel. She pushed back against his intrusion as he grunted and rutted her. Then she felt his hand smack the side of her thigh and remembering the pain and pleasure it brought when administered by Father Gilgo, Linda surged against him. Once twice, three times then four times she felt the pain his hand inflicted. Mr. Graves pulled out and guided her towards the end of the couch kneeling above Madeline's face. Madeline took Linda's pussy and kissed and licked it holding it against her face with both hands. With Madeline's pussy free, Mr. Graves mounted her and rutted her hard and came inside her flooding her with his semen. Then they all fell in a sticky sweaty mass together. Mr. Graves had been trying to get his trophy wife pregnant but needed some excitement to generate interest. It had been Madeline's idea to have a threesome and dress up as a French maid to stoke his fantasy. This girl Linda was excellent and he hoped Celestial Escort service had more like her. Linda Saga Of Lust And Love Ch. 04 The next morning Linda attended Mass at St. Augustine Catholic church with Mary, Fred and, of course, Evan. She wore her modest white and pink floral dress with her white satin corset under the dress for effect. She wanted to get Evan's attention. She sweetly held Evan's hand in the pew. Standing close to him when they shared the hymnal to sing and recite passages together she was happy to be with him. The sermon was from Romans - advice on relationships and love matters. When the priest repeated the scripture about "it is better to marry than burn" she knew exactly what was meant by the author. She had a strong passion but she knew it needed to be channeled and contained. Evan was confused. Linda was beautiful like a virginal angel he thought as he gave her a sidelong glance instead of listening to the priest. The white dress with pink flowers was like the peach one, styled the same with a lace collar and a bow in the back. She was feminine and demure he was thrilled that she was worshiping with him. She was wearing her gold cross necklace and it showed her virtue to the world. He thought back to Friday night after the ballet when they had gone to the reservoir. She was kissing him sweetly and he had got carried away and started groping her but she had stopped him. Yes he did want her but he wanted her in the right way. He had a vision of himself at the ballet holding hands with their daughter with his arm around Linda pregnant with his baby. Good things come to those who wait. She was the one - he knew it in his heart but he had a concern that she might not be interested in sex or would be too prudish and standoffish. After church he asked Linda to the winter ball downtown on Friday night. Mary and Fred had other plans so they would be solo this time. Linda was thrilled and accepted quickly. She had to work on Wednesday night at the restaurant so she apologized in advance to her friends for missing Bible Study. It was another slow night at the restaurant. It was good that she did not have to live off her tips anymore although she was making great tips now. She did not mind the men flirting with her anymore she would just flirt back and they would drop large tips to impress her. It was like shooting fish in a barrel. Around closing time, Dora Thurston came in and sat at the back table. This did not look like a social call, this looked like business. When Linda brought the apple pie and vanilla ice cream Dora ordered she sat across from her and took her last break of the evening. Dora inhaled the pie and ice cream and gave Linda a big smile. "Linda I have some good news and some bad news. The bad news is that Celestial Escorts has folded. When the accountants looked at the books they fired everyone and just closed the office. That is the bad news, we are fired. The good news for me is that I received a call from Walt, one of my favorite clients. He wants me to come out to California and go on vacation with him to China. I am so excited, I will get to see the Great Wall and everything." she exclaimed. "I think he wants me to be his trophy wife," she confided in a low voice. "Dora, that is great for you," Linda beamed her happiness, "when do you leave?" "First thing in the morning," she said, "I wanted to let you know everything. I also want to apologize for pressuring you about that client on Saturday morning it was not right." "This is for you," Dora said sliding an envelope across the table to her. It was filled with green paper with Franklins on them. "Just call it severance pay honey," she chuckled. Dora stood up and gave Linda a big hug and then she was gone. She also left Linda with the check for the pie and ice cream. It was Friday afternoon and Linda was unsure of herself, her feelings for Evan and what she wanted out of the evening. Should she wear the modest white satin dress or the black silk dress she wore on Sunday? The black dress was revealing and very sexual as little black dresses are supposed to be, whereas the white dress was safe. She did not want to be safe with Evan. She remembered the wedding dream that she had about him. After making careful preparations and putting on her dress, Linda took out her Bible and read the passage about it being better to marry than burn and decided that she wanted Evan for her husband. Kneeling by her bed holding her Bible she said a simple prayer asking if it was God's will for her life, she wanted to be Evan's submissive and obedient Christian bride. She loved Evan. He was the one. When Evan knocked on her door, his eyes bugged out. Linda was wearing a low cut short black silk dress the left nothing to the imagination with black hose and heels. Her make up was modestly done with light red lipstick and nail polish and she was wearing her gold chain and cross necklace. He tried not to look at it because it was dangling near her breasts. As he helped her into her coat he noticed how the silk clung to the shape of her body. Her nipples were pushing up against the thin fabric yearning to be released. They drove to the dance - it was going to be held in the grand ballroom of a old big downtown hotel with which Linda was familiar. A marble circular stairway led up from the lobby to the second floor ballroom. Linda was very carefully walking up the stairs in her black high heels holding Evan's arm for support. He looked nice that evening wearing a new suit navy blue with a blue shirt and a red tie. When they got to the dance floor, she found out how good a dancer he was as he led her through several numbers. Evan could not believe it. She was beautiful and when they did a slow number Linda nestled in his arms against his body. Her arms were around his neck and his hands around her waist. The silky fabric of her dress and the soft flesh underneath sent waves of desire through him. Looking down at her he saw her breasts nestled in her dress inviting his touch. He was getting aroused and when the dance ended he suggested they get a drink. Linda held him while dancing and felt his hard erection against her soft belly and wanted him so badly but welcomed the chance to cool down for a bit when the music ended. "I could use some champagne," Linda suggested. "Evan, let me treat this time. You bought the tickets tonight." At the bar she asked the bartender for a specific vintage which she knew he stocked and his eyes widened. She gave him a Franklin to cover the cost. Evan was waiting for her when she returned to the table followed by the bartender who helped seat her in her chair getting an eyeful in the process. After opening the bottle and pouring the two glasses for them he thanked her and left. Looking at the bottle Evan knew that this was good stuff not the cheap stuff he bought at the grocery store. After a few glasses he was buzzing. Linda drank lightly not wanting to spoil the mood. They went back onto the dance floor for some more dances and all of a sudden it was time to leave. "Evan the night is still young, I have had enough dancing and champagne for the evening. I want to clear my head, let's go to the reservoir for awhile for some fresh air." Linda requested. "Are you sure Linda?' Evan asked. "Yes, I want to sit with you and kiss you again," she replied truthfully. Evan took his special lane and they ended up at the same spot again. The lake was beautiful, the moon was now full, low in the sky illuminating the water. Evan slid over in the front seat to Linda and put his right arm around her shoulder and took her by the hand as she leaned against him. He wanted her so much and he was worried that he would lose his self control again. The moon was playing on her white skin reflecting off her gold cross making the black silk of her dress shine iridescently. He surrendered to the moment and kissed her. "Oh Evan," Linda softly spoke his name and he kissed her again. "Linda, I love you," he softly whispered to her and kissed her with a long lingering kiss. "Evan, I love you too. I want to tell you about the prayer I said this afternoon." Linda said and moved slightly away from him. Taking his hands between hers she bowed her head and closing her eyes prayed out loud. "Dear Lord, I love Evan and I read in scripture that is better to marry than burn. If it be your will for my life, I want to be his submissive and obedient Christian wife." Saying amen she raised her head and opened her eyes to see the love in his eyes. "Yes Linda, I will marry you. It is God's will for my life and for yours" he agreed. He kissed her again and Linda melted, she wanted him now so kissed back with passion. She wanted to give herself to her husband now. "My body is not mine to give it belongs to you my husband" she sweetly said. Evan was aroused by the intoxicating beauty of Linda as his desire mounted and he felt his erection harden. He did not want to wait for the wedding night he wanted to make her his wife now as she had invited. With his left hand he touched her breasts and kissed her again fondled her softly through the silk fabric. Evan slid a thin black spaghetti strap off her shoulder to reveal a breast with a red hard nipple. Fingering, kissing and sucking it he enjoyed making love to her soft full breast with his mouth. Linda held him by the head as he sucked her nipple feeling the dampness between her legs and her need. There was not enough room in the front seat so wiggling free of his embrace she climbed into the backseat of the car. "Evan I want to be your wife tonight and give myself to you," she said. "Linda, I love you and I will be your husband," he said as he followed her over the seat. Getting arranged they necked and petted heavily. Putting his hand up her dress, he followed the stockings up to the garters then found her wet thong and slipping his finger beneath touched her clitoris. Taking her hand he placed it on his manhood. Linda knew what he wanted and stroking it through his pant legs, teasing him she finally unzipped his member freeing it for her pleasure. Linda took her husband in her mouth and sucked him as he touched her clitoris. Evan looked at Linda as she sucked his member. When he could not stand it any longer he started sliding her thong down her hips. Linda stopped and helped him then he asked, "Linda will you be my submissive and obedient Christian wife?" "Yes, Evan you are my husband, my lord and master, I will submit to you and obey you. Tell me what you want me to do," she meekly answered. "I am going to take you now and rule over you with my love," he said. "Thy will be done," she acknowledged humbly. Evan was sitting on the back seat so he had her stand leaning over the back of the front seat facing away from him with her legs spread wide. Lifting up the back of her black silk dress and taking her by the waist he gently lowered her onto his erect member. "Husband, yes, please mount me. Fill my vessel with your seed," she begged as he moved inside her fondling her breasts and kissing and nibbling at her neck. "Wife, will you be the mother of my children?" he asked in passion "Yes husband give me your baby now," she cried in joy. In a final burst of passion he came and filled her with his love, lust and desire. Linda Saga Of Lust And Love Ch. 05 When Linda went to the Wednesday night Bible study, her friends were not there. She was supposed to meet Evan and she also expected Mary and Fred to attend. So she sat alone and did the lesson. The scripture was about Adam and Eve and the Garden of Eden. Eve was weak and was tempted by the devil in the form of a snake thus bringing sin and death into the world. After they ate the forbidden fruit and gained the knowledge of good and evil, God caught up with them and they knew they were naked and ashamed. That is how she felt about her sexual sin because she could not control her lust and passion. That was all changed now that she was going to marry Evan. They would get married in church by Father Gilgo and bring their babies to Mass like she had seen the young families do. She was happy and she knew that Evan would be a good husband and father to her children. She knew she was not pregnant as she was still on the pill from when she was with Paul. She hoped that she did not pick up any VD from her other lovers that would spoil things with Evan. Later that evening at home the phone rang and it was Mary in a very happy and excited mood. "I am in love and he asked me to marry him. I said yes and we went all the way. We are going to announce our plans at church next week." she gushed. "Mary that is great news, I am sure Paul will be a good provider, husband and father to your children" she said thinking of her intended Evan. She daydreamed maybe they could have a double wedding just like in the movies? "Paul? I am not marrying Paul. You warned me about him and you were so right about him, he wanted only one thing and I made sure he did not get it! We broke up last Friday. I have really been interested in someone else for a long time and we dated tonight and it happened just like magic. I hope you were not getting serious about Evan - he said you were just friends. I know you dated him a couple of times but I have loved him for a long time. I would arrange double dates to be with him and get him jealous of Paul. It worked," Mary bragged. Linda's safe world crashed around her. She remembered telling Mary how happy she was for them and getting off the phone as fast as she could. Then she cried for a long, long time. The next morning she did not have classes so put on her jeans and a baggy college sweat shirt and went to the Essex museum to revisit the William Bouguereau art exhibit she viewed earlier with Uncle Walt. The paintings seemed to lack the same power over her that they formerly held. Maybe it was the champagne and Uncle Walt's masculine presence? As she entered the next gallery she recognized a gentleman sitting on a bench gazing at one of the paintings Boucles D'Oreilles (The Earrings). In the painting the young woman is standing showing off her red earrings. She looks like a classical Greek goddess with her hair pulled up with a silver hair band. You can see the earring on her right ear - two small red globes - and with a tilted head she is looking at you putting on the ones on the other ear. The dress that she is wearing is white silk fastened at the shoulder on either side with a gold button. It has a sash under her breast showing the shape of her bosom. The dress falls on her body showing her form and hinting at the flesh beneath. The earring may have been a gift from a suitor and she has an innocent yet seductive look in her eyes. It reminded her of the photos of Uncle Walt fastening the gold anklet on her ankle. She walked up behind the man on the bench and spoke his name, "Hello Mr. Phillips." He turned in surprise and smiled at her greeting. "Oh hello Linda it is nice to see you again, please join me," touching the seat next to himself by invitation. "I did not know that you were a Bouguereau art lover like I am. What do you think about this painting?" he asked. Sitting next to him she collected her thoughts then spoke, "It is telling me a story of a young girl, an innocent that is being seduced by the riches of the world by a lover or suitor. The red earrings represent her virginity to be given in exchange. She is dressed in white virginal dress. The gold buttons holding her dress up are like a wedding band, the promise of love and security that she needs. She is looking at her lover and deciding if he is the one." "Which one of all of these in the gallery is your favorite Linda?" he inquired. "The one in the other gallery called Girl-Defending-Herself-Against-Love with a cute little Cupid with wings wielding a gold arrow being pushed away. I wish I had done that last Friday night with Evan." "Trouble with boyfriends dear?" he asked. "Yes, we were going to get married and I gave my love and myself to him. Five days later he seduces and screws my girlfriend," Linda said angrily. "Yes, love is like that you try to find the love of your life and get shopped along the way by those who 'woo but do not wed" he acknowledged. "What happened with Celestial Escorts?" she asked. "I was not a very good business man and borrowed money from the wrong people. I paid them off but I am almost broke," he confessed. "Bill let's go to lunch" she suggested "but not Libos I can't afford it either." They ended up at a small coffee shop where she bought him a coffee and a sandwich. As they ate the food she asked, "Now what are you going to do now Bill?" "Shadchen," he said between gulps of his sandwich. "A shad what" she inquired. "A shadchen is a match maker it is a Yiddish word for a professional go between that helps arrange marriages between families," he explained. "Marriage is too important to be left to hormone crazed young people who marry the wrong person for the wrong reason. They need some guidance" he said. "I could have used guidance with Paul and then that jerk Evan" she agreed. Linda told Bill about going to confession and the spanking she received from the priest who then suggested that she go to the Bible study to meet a young man to help her walk with the Lord. "It sounds like he is a Shadchen but you met the wrong one. The priest did not have the proper young man lined up for you it was real sloppy work. You need help - will you be my first client?" he requested. "I know a lot of families in this city with a lot of potential suitors. I can find the right one for you," he offered. Linda thought about it for a moment and the disasters of the past months flashed past her eyes. What could it hurt? "Ok I will do it. What does it cost? She inquired. "You just paid it," waving his hand it his empty plate and chuckled. "I also need a business partner to help me run the business, you would be prefect it would be a fifty-fifty split," he offered. That evening she called her mom and made a strange request. "Mom, I want you to call Bill Phillips he is a friend of mine and a business partner. He is a Shadchen, a matchmaker and he is going to find me a match" she announced. "You mean like in "the Fiddler on the Roof" her mom questioned? "Exactly" Linda confirmed. She wanted to be a good mom. If Linda really wanted to do this well why not. "OK, I will do it," she agreed remembering her troubled courtships growing up. Bill Phillips had an office set up and he and Linda started making the rounds of his friends handing out business cards and seeking clients. Business came hard and fast. The parents of slacker twenty something's that were annoyed by the failures of their offspring to tie the knot jumped at the opportunity. Soon Bill and Linda had a large selection of soon to be newly weds to work with trying to match them up. The way it worked was they would meet first with the family and find out about the young man or woman and talk about them. The next step would be to meet the prospect for dinner in person and find out about their character, likes and dislikes. The hard part was the actual match but Bill's instinct and Linda's womanly intuition were nearly infallible. With the couple selected they would be invited to dinner at Libos. Bill would bring in the young man and Linda would bring in the young lady. It was like a chaperoned double date. There was usually a lot of coaching and suggestions about what to wear from the girls that Linda had to deal with. The prospects would have a lot of questions about the date and it did not hurt to exaggerate a little to move the process along. Bill and Linda used selective exaggeration to help things flow. So, they would all sit down to dinner after Bill and Linda made the introductions. Over the salad, soup, main course and dessert they would sit back and carefully watch the interaction between the prospects steering the conversation as necessary. Mainly the idea was to put the prospects at ease and get them to open up to each other. The decision was always the girl's she could decide to accept or reject him. If she decided on the young gentleman, Bill and Linda got busy bringing the two families together without the young lovers present to work out the arrangements, collecting their final fee and leaving the rest to the wedding industry. It worked like a charm and in the space of a few months they had a dozen successful unions to boast about. News of the service spread quickly but they kept the business small, exclusive and expensive. Quality not quantity was the motto. However, the first client was not yet married off. They had tried a couple of promising suitors but Linda rejected each of them so she put romance and sex on hold for awhile. Then she met Tom. Tom was a prospect from a pompous family whose ancestors made their money so long ago that the offspring really did not know or care how it was made. Tom was the black sheep and resented that he was to be married off but it came down to the trust fund. If he was not married with an heir by age 25 then the money stopped completely. He knew that his parents were up to something and spied Bill and Linda arriving at the house for the first meeting. It was sudden and total love at first sight like in those old tales of goddesses and mortals out of Bullfinch's Mythology he read in college. A goddess walked into his parents' house, she did not see him but he saw her. Linda's image burned in his eyes and soul. She and a gentleman with her- perhaps her father; they shook hands with his parents and went into the library closing the doors behind them. Tom went to the adjoining room and released the hidden latch and stepped behind the full length mirror into the inner wall between the rooms. Quietly he walked to another mirror with one way glass that faced into the library. Over drinks the parents were talking to the couple and it looked like very serious business. The girl was taking notes and his mother gave her some photographs of him. Then they were looking at a photo album. What was this about? He could only look but not hear the conversation. His father pointed in the album and the girl laughed nodding her head yes and shook her long black hair. She looked like Venus or one of the Greek goddesses wearing a peach satin dress, very modest, with white stockings and high heels. Her make up was tastefully done and she must be a Christian he thought as she was wearing a golden chain and a cross. She reminded him of all the girls that he had seen at church and desired for so many years. He wanted a wife, a help to make his lonely life worth living. Kids would be nice and the money would be good too. The business was concluding and his dad was passing a check to the gentleman. Tom exited the secret hallway and the adjoining room and was just casually strolling by when the library doors opened. "Hi mom, hi dad, I did not know you had friends over?" Tom said angling for an introduction. His mom smoothly replied, "I would like you to meet our son, Tom. Tom this is Bill and Linda. We were just discussing some business and they were just leaving," she spoke. Tom gave a firm hand shake to Bill saying "Pleased to meet you sir" then turning to Linda he smiled shook her hand adlibbing, "I am sorry what was your name miss?" "Linda's my name; I am pleased to meet you Tom." she replied. The moment that Linda's hand touched his he felt the warm power flow into him filling every part of his body. Time stood still with her soft hand in hers. He looked into her eyes and was lost forever. Linda broke the handshake and turned to the hosts thanking them then she and Bill were gone. "Nice girl," he mumbled still in shock. His dad interrupted and said "This is your mom's idea. I disagreed at first but now I know it was a good idea," earning a smile from his wife. "They are from a Shadchen service. They are marriage matchmakers and we have employed them to find you a wife," his mother explained expecting to catch some grief for the plan. "Oh, I guess that is OK by me. Just let me know what you want me to do" Tom said then wandered off as in a daze. Outside in the car Bill turned to Linda and said, "Linda how do you think the meeting went?" She did not respond but was looking straight ahead. "Linda" he repeated and shook her shoulder gently. "Oh Bill did you say something?" she mumbled. "The worst case I have ever seen" he calmly answered. "The worst case of what" Linda asked. "Love at first sight between two people. Linda you have not had a date for awhile would you like to be introduced to Tom" he suggested. "Uh huh, yes that would be nice" she said trance like. Dora Thurston was back in town and worked part time for Bill and Linda. She took Linda under her care as a prospect while Bill went to Tom and had a little man to man talk with him. He shared a photo album containing a dozen photographs of marriageable women and was asked Tom to rank them one to twelve. When Tom saw Linda's photo he said "I want her." Tom jumped at the chance to see Linda again. Wednesday afternoon arrived and Linda was having a fashion crisis but Dora was on the job and it was quickly resolved - they went shopping again at Blooms but this time Linda was paying. They picked out a white silk dress that looked very much like the one in the painting of the girl and the earring. Bill took her aside and gave her some fatherly advice. "Linda you may not want to go ahead with this match. You heard Tom's parents are looking for a woman who will produce an heir to help Tom hold into his money. This is not a marriage of love it is an old fashioned marriage of convenience in this case for the family. It is your womb that they want, you would be breeding stock for their son," he cautioned. "Bill I realize this and I know that every parent wants the best for their child. They want them to marry well and to be fruitful. I like Tom and want to do this but I am setting a very high price on my person. I want a lawyer to draw up a prenuptial agreement to protect my interests. I know they will try to make me sign one they prepare," she replied. "Good you may be infatuated with Tom but you are not naïve" he agreed. At the dinner Tom and Bill where seated at the table when Linda made her grand entrance escorted by Dora. The gentlemen rose and helped seat the ladies. Linda enjoyed the evening and Tom's company. At the end of the evening he asked her out on a date and she declined. "Tom I am not dating. I am looking for a godly man who will be my husband and the father of my children. Would you like to go to church with me on Sunday?" she suggested. "Linda yes I will go to church with you on Sunday. I want to court you not date you. You are a beautiful woman and I want to see if those things you want for your life would be possible with me." After church she introduced Tom to Father Gilgo after the service and was granted a fatherly nod of approval. Her mom came up to town to meet Tom's parents for a private dinner with Bill and Dora. Tom and Linda were not invited to the occasion. The marriage was agreed to, but when Tom's dad handed a prenuptial agreement to Linda's mom as if a done deal his face sank when he received one in exchange that Linda's lawyer had drawn up. Reading it with concern he reluctantly agreed to the terms. The next evening in a private dinner room at Libos before his parents and Linda's mom with Bill and Dora as witnesses Tom proposed. Linda accepted his proposal and received an engagement ring. After a toast to the couple, Bill and Dora left the table with their work done and a check. They were followed soon after by the parents leaving the couple alone to make their plans. It was a big wedding but Linda kept smiling throughout the event - soon all these people would be gone and she would be alone with Tom. Later that night they were back at the church still wearing their wedding attire. Father Gilgo met them at the side door and shared a glass of wine with them. "Are you ready now daughter?" he asked. "Yes" Linda meekly replied. Father Gilgo led them to a bookcase in the library and releasing the hidden catch opened a wall panel onto a familiar passageway and they ended up in the small chapel. Linda knew what to do and lit the candelabra to illuminate the room. This was to be their private wedding ceremony and it was just like in her dream. The father asked if she would be a submissive and obedient Christian wife calling her husband her lord and master and be the mother of his children. She said "I will." He asked Tom if he would be her husband, lord and master and mount her filling her womb with his seed and be the father of her children. Tom answered "I will." Father Gilgo pronounced the words, "You may take the bride" and sat down on a chair behind them to witness the procreation. Tom lifted up her veil and kissed her. Linda lifted up her dress and he slid down her white satin panties. She offered her crossed wrist to her lord and he bound them with the garment then she knelt before him. Tom touched himself unzipping his pants freed his member offering it to her open mouth. Linda sucked his manhood preparing him for his duty that followed. Tom helped her to stand then lifted her onto the table and Linda put her arms around his neck. Moving the front of her dress up to her hips Tom guided his member to the threshold of her garden. "I am your submissive and obedient Christian bride. You are my lord and master. Mount me and rule over me with your seed." She recited. "Wife do you want me to sow my seed in your virgin womb?" Tom asked. "Yes husband" she replied. Tom lowered her veil covering her face and then he mounted her. Father Gilgo sat in the back of the room and watched. This was another successful union to be blessed by God with little ones to fill his church. He watched Tom's back as he rutted Linda with all of his lust, passion and desire. Around his neck were her arms her wrists tied in a virginal white garment of marital bondage with her red polished nails. She was wearing her cross and her wedding ring showing her love of God and her husband. When they finished he took then back to this office and they shared another glass of wine but not too much since Linda may be expecting.