Carlotta Graham

An animal threesome

CHAPTER ONE

The last place on earth Denny Reed would have expected to find himself, was in church on a beautiful Sunday morning in Idaho Falls. In fact, if his Maserati hadn't broken down on his way back to Los Angeles from New York, Idaho Falls was the second last place on earth he would have expected to be.

But something strangely compelling had happened to him as he walked down the pretty tree-lined street not far from the Flamingo Motel where he had spent the night. As he passed the pretty white small town church, with its graceful steeple and glowing stained glass windows, he had heard the sweetest sound that had ever struck his ears… the loveliest soprano voice singing the Lord's Prayer. It was exquisite, like the singing of angels.

And Denny, self-conscious in his faded Levi's and denim jacket, walked softly up the steps of the church and slipped silently in the open doors. When he saw the girl at the altar, his mouth fell open. She was stunning in her beauty and innocence, and even under the high neck dress, he could see the unbelievably voluptuous body beneath it. She couldn't have been more than seventeen, he thought, and he'd bet anything that she was a virgin. And that dress, that modest plain white dress, only accentuated her remarkable figure, and he couldn't help wondering how she would look naked. In her pureness, she was almost too sexy to believe. Her breasts were firm and full, her narrow waist accenting softly flared hips and long tapering legs. He moved over to one side of the chapel so he could see her from the side. Her trim young buttocks were sexier than any young girl's had a right to be, rounding out like two firm ripe melons waiting for someone to come along and squeeze them. And Denny knew he had to fuck her! Then suddenly their eyes met, and Cally Rogers, the minister's daughter, felt a hot shudder run through her entire body, making her skip a beat in the hymn.

Denny took a seat and waited for the services to be over, never taking his eyes from the exquisite young girl. When the sermon had ended and the last hymn was sung, and people began to file out of the church, Denny stood up and waited in the aisle for the beautiful blonde to walk past him. As she did, their eyes met again, and she stopped beside him, flustered, not knowing what to say.

Hi," said Denny.

"Hello," she answered modestly, lowering her eyes.

Denny knew he's have to talk fast or she'd be out of the church and forever beyond his reach.

"You sing beautifully," he told her in a soft, deep voice.

"Thank you… I… I really love to sing," she said breathlessly.

"I'm a stranger in town," Denny said, "and I'd sure like someone to show me around."