Slimtimate Confessions

Too good to be True (Part II)

2010-01-01T18:44:00.000-08:00

Jaslene adjusted the last hair pin in her freshly done french bun.She reached into her night stand and grabbed the orange prescription bottle and dropped the last two 500 ml tablets in her hand.Without water, she swallowed both on in one gulp.It's been three years since her car accident but her right arm and back still bothered her terribly. Or that's what she convinced herself whenever she went to the neighborhood pharmacy. Truth to be told it was just an excuse to support her habit to Demerol, which was blooming at full force. Jaslene should have been off the drug; however, once she was hooked she made sure Dr. Alvarez's pockets were full. She began to reminisce upon a time in her life when being able to "buy" your way through life was only an opinion. Growing up very poor in south side Chicago, she was determined to find a way out and make something of herself. With exactly 300 dollars, she hopped on the Gray Hound bus and headed to New York. Just like that she packed her broken heart and, secrets too. It was at her hotel job as a housekeeper that she met and fell in love with Dr. Spencer. She also reflected on how she snuck into his hotel room and made sure he would feel the same way for the duration of his stay. After two weeks he asked her to leave and stay with him in Atlanta. That was almost 20 years ago and she convinced herself it was for the best. She rarely sees her husband due to what she thought was work. It wasn't until after catching him receive a blow job from his secretary last year, she knew the truth. If it wasn't for his money and his love towards her child, she would have left a long time ago. Even after finding out that Evonya wasn't his, he still accepted them both. Steven wasn't a man to cross and that was a lesson Jaslene learned the hard way. It wasn't anything she couldn't handle but she knew her marriage was a sham and she was there to do a job. Feeling the medication kick in, Jaslene turned her attention to the empty bottle and rubbed it on the throbbing sensation between her legs.
"Looks like Dr. Alvarez will be making a house call tonight." She purred. Reaching over to the phone on the night stand, she placed the call to redemption. After 3 minutes, she laid on her pillow top king size bed, and anticipated the good doctor to arrive. Just as Jaslene pressed the prescription bottle harder against her swollen joy button, the phone began to ring. She started to pick it up but turned the volume down instead. "That's what the answering service is for."She moaned sporadically as she drifted back and forth between physical ecstasy and chemical euphoria.

Evonya arrived at Dr. Forman's office 10 minutes after five. Forman was a registered pharmacist and the head of the pharmacy department. He was working on his tenure and was respected by all of his peers. The Pharmacy department was located way across campus from her dormitory, so she didn't want to take any chances. As she entered her professor's office, she noticed the final exam and a note on the desk. "Please excuse my tardiness due to urgent business. I've left a copy of the final exam so you may take in my absence. Remember no cheating and I will return shortly."
"Oh this is just great!" She exclaimed.She pulled out her notes and sat strategically towards the door. What she didn't realize was Dr. Forman was inside the lab next door watching her every move. "Little sneaky cunt!" he retorted as he shook is head in disgust. He walked over to the refrigerator and pulled out two Pepsi bottles. He took the bottles and sat them on the counter. In the cabinet underneath him he removed a clean syringe and two 50 ml vials from inside. Making sure he grabbed what he needed, he began preparing the lethal concoction of sleep medication and hypnotic sedatives. Once the formula was completed, he took the syringe and inserted the medication. Being very careful not to make a mark, he punctured the top of one of the soda bottles and injected the ingredients. Grabbing both bottles carefully, he proceeded to move towards his office. Evonya managed to complete half the test without a hitch before Dr. Forman returned and startled her. "Ms. Ojer I hope you find the exam fairly easy, especially if you studied."
"Oh yes, I've studied all week." Evonya lied. Forman sat the soda concoction on the desk and knelt down beside her. Taking time to examine every inch of her body including her pedicured feet, he bushed her thigh with the palm of his hand. "Good because when you're finished, we can discuss how you're going to make up my final. He insinuated seductively. "In the meantime, I took the liberty of providing you with something to drink. It's almost 100 degrees outside." He stated matter of factly. Based on her years of experience with men she knew his gesture could only mean one or two things.Evonya decided to go with the latter of the two and test the waters. If all he wanted to do was play a little cat and mouse then her internship was definitely within arms reach. Putting the pencil down and grabbing the soda bottle, she opened it and sat on her professor's lap. Staring deeply into his emerald green eyes she played with the shaft of the bottle with her tongue. Once she was sure she had his undivided attention, she put as much of the bottle as possible into her mouth and tilted her head back. Like the pro she was Evonya swallowed every drop of soda as if her life depended on it. Looking for the seal of approval she needed between Dr. Forman's legs, she grinned as she rubbed the bulge forming and slid down to her knees. "Well being that you've helped me so much it's only natural for me to want to return the favor. For starters it looks like your friend needs some special attention." She speculated precisely. As she removed the wild animal from its cage, she felt the animal's aggression and some hesitation from its owner. She caressed the monstrous beast before deciding to tame them both with her tongue. Realizing he had her just where he wanted, he reluctantly stopped her."You know Ms. Ojer." He began. "We could both get into a lot of trouble for this."
"I think we should stop before this gets out of hand." He warned.
"Don't worry doctor about a thing, right now the both of you are in great hands." She remarked teasingly. Dr. Forman resisted the urge to smack her in her face. He was beginning to hate this little deceitful whore in training by the second. If he didn't have is own agenda in mind, he would of sliced her throat and discarded her remains when she cheated on his final.
"You're such a naïve little cunt! Why do all women think that they can melt men's heart simply by making them melt in their mouths and hands?" He pondered absent-mindly.
Feeling his pulsating manhood reach the back of her throat, he leaned back on his and decided to let her finish the job she started. He nonchalantly checked his watch and calculated his master plan. After about 5 minutes Evonya began to feel a little woozy. Wanting to make sure her internship was secure, she quickly decided it was her body telling her to eat and ignored the warning signs. Observing her energy and ambition slow down, Dr. Forman decided to take matters into his own hands. Letting his inner demons take over him, he pulled her off the ground by her hair and threw her on the black leather couch next to the window.
"Hold on honey, I hope you didn't think you were finished. We still have to complete the oral part of the exam!" He growled.
"Ouch! Easy baby that hurts! I'm not into that S&M stuff. Take it easy!"
"Oh no sweetie the party's just getting started! I've been watching you all semester long. I've seen the way you look at me in class. You walk around campus wearing those little tight little skirts and high heels. You need me to help you." Forman interjected.
Forman ripped her black halter dress so her lace red thongs were visible.
"Come on what girl would wear this kind of underwear without asking for it?" He convinced them both as he bit her upper thigh until he saw blood.
    Evonya opened her mouth to scream but to her surprise, only a soft whimper escaped her lips. She knew that she was in a world of trouble and she had to get out of there quick. All hope seemed to vanish and her energy was leaving with it. Feeling her body start to go numb, she noticed a crystal vase on the file closet above her head. With her remaining strength and a silent prayer to God, she managed to grab the vase and shatter it over the professor's head. Evonya's heart was jumping out of her chest as she frantically grabbed her purse and fumbled for her phone. Slipping in and out of consciousness, Evonya forced her eyes to stay focused while she dialed on the key pad. A feeling of relief washed over her as the ringing in her ears promised her hope and refuge. Relief was soon replaced with panic and fear as the answering machine picked up.Tears streamed down her face as she whispered pleas of mercy into the phone.
"You stupid little bitch! You see what you're making me do? At first I just wanted to teach you a lesson, but now you're going to pay! All of you women are just alike. I hate you all!"
He roared as he punched her in the face. Just before receiving the painful blow, she managed to slide the phone under the couch.
"Please don't do this! You know that my family has money! You can't get away with this!" She thought she protested. Evonya tried to sit up but all of her efforts were created in vain.
"What did you do to me?"
Dr. Forman smiled as he seen the medication take full effect over her reluctant body.
"It's no use to fight it. If you just relax I promise you'll like it." he advised.
Dr. Forman rose from the ground and rubbed the throbbing sensation on his head. Looking at his blood stained fingers, he grinned as he licked the blood off his middle finger. He went to the door and checked outside before he locked it. Stepping over his latest victim, he walked over to the file cabinet and pulled out a green leather bag. Kneeling beside Evonya in her now quadriplegic state, he delicately removed loose strands of hair from her face.
"Now hold still baby girl, this may hurt a bit."He instructed as he pulled a long steel blade out of the green bag.The last thing Evonya felt before passing out from the medication and the excruciating pain was the cold blade ripping into her vagina.

Jaslene stared off into space as the detective sat in front of her and explained to her what was discovered around 9 o'clock the next morning. Dr. Spencer held his wife close while she cried her soul out.When Dr. Alvarez finally left the night before, she checked the answering machine and heard a mother's worst nightmare. Bad enough her only child was brutally murdered. The fact that she heard it made matters much more severe. Here she was attending to her own selfish needs and she wasn't around when her daughter needed her most. She was the last person Evonya tried to contact and once again her own needs came first.
"I'm a horrible person." She sobered while in Spencer's arms.
"This isn't your fault baby."Spencer interjected.
"Dr. Forman was a very sick man. He was a serial killer and a sexual deviant with some serious medical issues. He was also very cunning and lied on his applicattion. How he even passed the background inspection is beyond the whole faculty." Spencer concluded.
"Mrs. Spencer, how well did you know the perpetrator?" Detective Moore asked suspiciously.
"What.....? Why would you ask me a horrible thing like that? I don't even know what he looks like!!!" Jaslene queried between sobs.
"Well before Dr. Forman killed Evonya and himself, he left this envelope with your name on it. Before we place it into evidence we need you to take a look and tell us what this means." Detective Moore stated as he placed the envelope in her lap.
Jaslene finally focused her attention to the yellow manila envelope on her lap. After for what seemed like the second coming of Christ arrival, Steven snatched the envelope and poured the contents on the floor. Jaslene picked up the picture and almost passed out.
"Oh my God why!" She exclaimed as the blood drained from her face and her legs no longer wished to support her body. Spencer unable to see his wife in such a vulnerable state, he pulled the picture from her monstrous grip. Looking at the picture almost made him puke once he saw Dr. Forman lying next to the mutilated body of his step daughter. In one hand he held the murder weapon. In his other he appeared to be holding her right breast in the air and letting the blood drip into his mouth. Spencer observed to photo in pure shock and instantly gave the photo back to the detective.
"Get this the hell away from my wife! What are you crazy?" Spencer snapped.
"I'm sorry Mr. Spencer, but we're just trying to get to the bottom of things so we can expedite this and leave you two to grieve in piece. Don't worry we already spoke to the press so they've agreed to not bother you guys until the morning. Now Mrs. Spencer, if you could just tell us something anything at all it would help us so much." Detective Moore stated.
Jaslene finally managed to gain some composure before finally letting the words escape her mouth.
"That man was Evonya's father." She mumbled before passing out.

Too Good to be True (PART I)

2009-12-07T10:49:00.000-08:00

Evonya barely missed the last step and fell as she pushed past her peers to make it to class. Today is the final exam for Pharmacology at the prestigious Morris Brown University. It was already dreadfully fervent, and humid in downtown Atlanta. But Dr. Foreman's temper could make even the devil sweat rain! Bad enough Evonya wasn't ready to take the finals, now she had to add being late on the list of scrutiny. Granted she knew butt grinding all night and working undisclosed at "Magic City" would eventually catch up to her. Evonya was just used to using her assets to get out of sticky situations. With her smooth olive skin, voluptuous latin figure, and wavy thick long jet black hair, making men melt was never an obstacle. At a young age she knew that her body could get her places. Nothing prepared her for womanhood at 19 more than her experiences at "Magic City". She was making about $4000 a week and had already saved about $60,000. Evonya struggled early on in life but, she managed to do pretty well for herself. It didn't hurt either her mother was married to the university's Master Dean, Dr. Rodney Spencer.

Evonya stopped to catch her breath right in front of her Pharmacology class. She adjusted her Ungaro black skin tight halter top pencil dress. Deciding not to go home and change proved to be beneficial after all. Looking down she noticed her breast pushed up and spilling out just to her liking.

"I wonder if Stephan has football practice today?" She pondered enchantingly. Sneaking inside appeared to be out of the question because, Dr. Foreman was right there to greet her as soon as she opened the door.
"Well Ms. Ojer, so nice of you to make it!" He sneered sarcastically.
"Dr. Foreman I'm so sorry but…" she began.
"Step outside right now Ms. Ojer!"
One look into his fire fiery stare let Evonya know that this was serious and he wasn't playing. Reluctantly, she turned around and went back outside.
"Now Ms. Ojer I don't know who you think you are, what party you thought you were attending, or what kind of relationship you have with the Dean! If you come this late to my class again, you mind as well not come at all! Is that understood?"
"Yes but, if you would just…"

Foreman put his finger to his lips to silence her.
"Then to make matters worse, it is the final exam! What am I supposed to say to this? I have to automatically fail you because that's the rules!"
Evonya frigidly bit her bottom lip and held her head down. This time she knew that she messed up majorly. If she failed pharmacology, she knew that she could kiss her 3.8 G.P.A and, paid internship at Pfizer Corp. goodbye. As she looked down Dr. Foreman let his eyes wonder to the smooth ample mounds that were stacked upon her chest. Instantly he envisioned laying her on top of his desk and licking her nipples and feeling them swell between his teeth. He believed it was wrong but it didn't matter. All he wanted to do at that moment was bend her over, spread apart her thick thighs, grab her by the throat, and deep thrust her hard in the ass until he explodes. He senses became engulfed in her very essence. As he felt tension in his pants began to evolve, his mind continued to work overtime.
"I must admit that the dress you have on is very lovely, if I may say."

He began as he moved closer and lowered his voice.
"I think you are a wonderful student and very smart. I think you have a lot of potential. I would hate to have you come this far, only to fail and start over."
Evonya near the point of tears at this point instantly looked up.
"Thank you, I think you're a wonderful teacher as well. I've learned so much from taking your course this semester."
Sensing the hunger in her professor's eyes, she decided to try her luck. "Dr. you know that I try very hard in school and usually more focused. But right now I'm just going through so much stress. Plus my parents are putting a lot of pressure on me to do well. Please let me make up this exam! There just has to be something I can do to make this right. I simply can't fail!" She begged seductively.

Evonya looked into her professor's eyes with the best "come hither" look she could muster and pouted her lips. Once again Dr. Foreman drifted into subconsciousness and imagined her mouth tongue wrestling with the tip of his cock. All of a sudden he couldn't wait to pull her hair and nibble on her neck. He knew what kind of girl she really was. He could smell the alcohol seeping from her pores like sweat. His mind and nose cringed from the pungent odor of countless men embedded within her hair. Under different circumstances, a woman of her nature would turn his stomach. But Evonya didn't fit the typical she devil profile, she cared about her future. Giving her a more thorough once over, he concluded that Evonya only needed some guidance, discipline and structure. Foreman also knew that he would be the one to give her exactly what she needed right in his office.
"I'll tell you what Ms. Ojer. My last class ends at about 5:15 today. How about you come to my office and we can talk about a possible make up exam. Also I've been working on this new lab experiment and I could surely use an opinion about it." I hear after all that you were nominated for the internship program, I'm sure this could look good on your transcript" he chimed. Evonya's mood immediately shifted from desperate to cocky.
"Well doctor I have been known to give great advice and I am very good at what I do."
"Yes, I'm sure you are." He complimented, as he rolled his eyes.

"Just don't be late and don't tell anyone about this meeting. I don't want any favoritism rumors starting. If you so much as sneeze the wrong way, then this deal is off!"
"Oh yes thank you thank you!" She exclaimed.

Evonya couldn't contain her enthusiasm as she pranced down the hall to the student lounge. As she turned the corner she grabbed both breast and kissed them tenderly.
"Thanks girls, I love you two so much!"

She breathes in a sign of relief and walked in the lounge where she waited for the football players to finish practice. Dr. Foreman watched Evonya carrying on like she owned the world in absolute disgust. He reached into his back pocket and pulled a picture out of his wallet. Feelings of resentment, pain, love, and joy all seemed to surface at once. Foreman stared at the picture of his former self and of his high school sweetheart. Just looking at the latin love of his life not only brought back passionate memories but also the bulge in his groin area. Staring at Evonya's proportional rear end as it switched away, reminded him of what he lost many years ago. Little did Evonya know but, he had been watching her for a very long time. Anger seeped within him as he reflected on coming home from jail about 12 years ago. Not only did he discover that his love had disappeared but, so did his bank account. It was taking care of his dear "buttercup" (and her maturing drug habit) that caused his incarceration. After all he sacrificed for her, the bitch couldn't even leave a note. Foreman was well on his way to becoming a CFO to a major pharmaceutical company. Being reduced to Program Director/Chairperson of the Pharmacy Dept. was an disgrace to him. With a criminal record however, this teaching job was the best and only choice. It seemed as if the whole school was watching his every move. For days Foreman endured condescending remarks. For months he accepted looks of disdain. For years he complied to parole, drug test, community service, and rehab. Making tenure finally gave him the reverence that he worked so endlessly to achieve. To his peers, it displayed a man truly reformed and a productive member of society. To Foreman it brought him one step closer to finding Nina. Being in jail affected him in a massive way. Most of the memories were blocked out of his head. He would get rare random flashes of memory but, right after would suffer days of blackouts.

The memory that never left his mind was Nina's thick coke bottle shaped body. He could spot her a mile away...a day away! Twenty-one years ago before meeting "Nina", life couldn't have been more sinless. He spent years searching for Nina. Obsession overruled his better judgment. Lust catered to his sexual deviant desires. Revenge fueled his passion for life.

Dr. Foreman slide back to his desk. After sorting through a pile of paper clips, he found the two Oxycontin pills he stashed before first period. Without any hesitation, Foreman swallowed in one gulp. As he sat back and waited for the drugs to work their magic, he thought about finding his lost love again. Oh she would definitely pay. He didn't care how many stand in Ninas it took, he would see his Nina again. Images of Evonya sashaying to the student lounge caused his member to stiffen. Yes, she would make a perfect Nina stand in. He couldn't wait to see, touch, feel, & taste Nina. He anticipated hurting, abusing, destroying, confusing, and devastating Nina. Once he finished teaching the "school's courtesan" her proper place. He definitely planned on seeing his love sooner than she knew it........

TO BE CONTINUED

Welcome!!!!!

2009-12-07T10:47:00.000-08:00

Hello Everyone,

I would like to take the opportunity to express thanks for checking out my new blog site. I am known by many names but, my pseudonym is KRYSTAL KLEAR. First and foremost, I am not your typical one subject blogger. I have two personalities hence the reason I created two blogs. KK CORRESPONDENCE caters to my virtuous being while, SLIMTIMATE CONFESSIONS is expressions of my sexual deviance's & non-conformity. I
wanted to create blogs that not only express my view points on a variety of topics but, I wanted to also share my most intimate pieces of work. I also created these blogs as a open discussion board for any hot topics YOU the reader might wish to divulge into. Don't worry....NO TOPIC is off limits with me!!!! I have a million thoughts, ideas, and views running through my head. I will post some previous pieces on my blogs just to give you an idea of my think patterns. I welcome all comments, discussion topics, and insights. Once again sit back, relax, and I hope you enjoy!!!!