Stranger out of the morn

I awoke to the savage beeping of my alarm clock. I whip out blindly with my arm until I find it and then beat it into bloody submissive silence. I roll over and start to drift back off to sleep. I lay there for what seems like forever and yet I cant get back to sleep. 

With a sour moan I drag myself out of bed and into the kitchen where I put on a pot of coffee, while brushing my teeth. I jerk awake, I had fallen asleep standing next to the coffeepot and someone had just rung the doorbell. Confused I walked down the hall to the front door. I had been living alone in this remote cottage for nearly a year now.

I had been a writer for years, and had fled to this remote area for some peace and quiet. The only people who knew I lived here were a few of the town folk. I had grown up an orphan and had no family or friends. It had been hard for me, living in a society where homosexuality was illegal. I had fled here to escape from the authorities as well as everybody else.

I opened the door and peered out cautiously. It was still dark out and you could see the faint glow of dawn on the horizon. I blinked a bit clearing the sleep out of my eyes. I shook my head a bit, trying to get the image I was seeing out of my head. 

Standing in front of me was quite possibly the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She was tall and slender, with waist length black hair, and vividly dark blue eyes. I realized that I was staring at her chest. I snapped my eyes back up to her face, trying to ignore the familiar burning sensation I felt between my legs.

"Hi, um sorry if I woke you, but my car broke down and I saw the lights from your house, think I could use your phone to call for a tow truck, my cell phone doesn’t get reception out here" she blurted out.

Now that I had gotten control of my feelings I noticed the shape she was in. her clothes were torn and face was dirty and tear streaked. She was shivering and I knew that from the look of it she had walked probably about five miles. Since that was about how far my house was from the nearest highway.

I beckoned her inside. I quickly took my robe off and put it around her shoulders, I sat her down and told her I’d be right back. I went into my room and pulled out a set of clothes. I walked back into the room.

"Here put these on, you’ll freeze to death if you stay in those rags." I said. Most of my reasoning was innocent concern for her health. Most of it, the other bit was the idea of watching this beauty undress in my living room. She looked at me oddly as though she sensed my intentions. I realized that she expected at least some privacy. I turned and left the room. I shook my head, what had I been thinking?

Suddenly there was another knock at the door. Who was it this time? I half expected to see another beautiful girl on my door asking for help because her car had broken down. But when I opened the door my heart skipped a beat. Standing on my front porch was a police officer. Shit, shit, shit! They had found me.

"Uh yes officer?" I said I was sure that she would be able to hear it and would hopefully keep quiet.
"Yes uh sorry to disturb you at this hour miss. But a prison bus up on the highway broke down and the prisoners overpowered the guards, we managed to capture most of them but one still managed to escape. Have you seen anyone else recently?"

"No officer you’re the first person I’ve seen since earlier this week" I said
"Do you live here alone?"
"Yes"
"What do you do?"
"I’m a writer"
"Oh really? Anything I would know?"
"No, doubtful"
"Oh well if you see anyone please call me, the girl who escaped her name is tiffany Parker, she’s one of those dykes" he said disgustedly and shivered. He handed me a card, thanked me and left.

I closed the door locked it and stared out of the peephole till I was sure he was gone. I hurried back into my living room. I didn’t see her; I looked around and saw that the couch had been disturbed. I smiled, that was so predictable. I walked over, and reached behind the couch. I pulled out one very disgruntled somewhat terrified lesbian, who was only half dressed.

"I… I uh I can explain everything" she started but I told her to be quiet. 
"You’re lucky that you chose the only cottage in this area that happened to be owned by Karnayna," I said using the name that all my books were published under. I saw her eyes widen and I smiled. I had heard the rumors about me, that no girl had ever found me and hadn’t been fucked silly. Despite how ridiculous it sounded it was true, I usually fucked every girl that I managed to get into my house, and I wasn’t shy about it either. 

She started to move away from me slightly I moved forwards. She tried to make a run for it and failed. I grabbed onto her and pulled her to me it had been a long time since I had tasted another woman. She was shaking, I knew it was because I had been responsible for putting two women in the hospital. You see when your being fucked your body releases certain chemicals, which create the euphoric sense of pleasure. I had caused two women to OD on those chemicals. 

"Wait I’m sure we can work something out, I don’t wanna end up like those two that you got earlier" she said panicking. I smiled so she could see me, I loosened my grasp and she sighed relieved. Then I licked my lips and leaned forwards kissing her on the lips. She by instinct had reached up to try and protect herself. But her hands had ended up pinned against my breasts. When I pulled away from her she was gasping for air. 

"Holy shit" she managed to say as I unbuttoned the shirt that she had just put on.
"Yummy fresh meat" I replied and began kissing her neck. I hoped that no one heard the screams that would soon be coming from my house.