The Story of Jade

This is a one of the longest stories I have written.

I am breaking it up into five chapters.

So stay with me and enjoy.

~wicked love~

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Chapter One

She wanted something new in her life. So tired of the same routine. Little boys that try so hard to please her desires. She wanted and needed something raw, something magical, something tainted. Where would she ever find these things and who could led her to everything she has ever dreamed of.

She had known about a secret society in her town. A society that was so secret she herself had no clue what went on at these "meetings". The thoughts that ran through her mind over the years could never show her truly what they did, but she never stopped dreaming of their secrets. When she was a young teen, she found a spot out of the sight and in view of the huge mansion upon the hill. She had seen these robed people enter always in the middle of the night, never by day. She sat there that night and watched as every car pulled up, as every person entered it’s huge doorway, and as every car left the gates. What was it they were doing? Why were they so secretive? But the most important question that she always wondered ...why was she not one of them. As years passed she would find herself drawn back to that spot to watch them, hidden in her dreams she would explore every possibility they were up to. Too many times she held herself back from running up the driveway and screaming, "What about me, you forgot me!". But what would happen if she did? Would they let her into this mystical world or would they shun her for not waiting to be invited to join them?

At last she had grown into a very attractive woman. She took pride in her appearance. Her long auburn hair, soft cream skin, hazel eyes that sparkle to no ends, long legs that could go on for days, her nails always maintained to the highest degree. She had been through the men in her area and none could satisfy her thirst. So she decided she would go up to those big gates and scream if needed that she wanted to be there and no other place. She wanted to give herself over to this society.

It was a rainy night, but no rain would stop her. Upon approaching the gates she could see lights all through out the mansion flickering. As she walked up to the gate she noticed a man standing at the front doors. "Hey Sir!", she screamed. Watching him look her way she saw that he was an older man. He was wearing a long black rain coat and seemed to take his time down to the road. "Yes, is there a problem?", he asked her in a fragile voice. "I was wondering if I could come in out of the rain for a moment, maybe use the phone if possible.", she said in frantic way. "I’m sorry Madam, only special people can enter these gates. Please go down the road to the store, I am sure they have a phone and some shelter from the rain.", he said. "But Sir if I could only come in for a moment, the call wouldn’t be but two minutes at the most. I really don’t want to go running down the road in this mess. Please Sir is there any exception?", she asked him. He stood there for a moment as if he was debating her questions in his head. "Madam, my Master would have my head if I let you in for only a second. I am sorry I can not help," he went for his pocket, "but here is a small umbrella, please take this and be on your way now." She gently reached her tiny hand through the gate and accepted his umbrella. "Thank you Sir. Please tell your Master, I mean no harm.", she said sweetly to him. She opened the umbrella and took off down the road and back up to her spot. How could I not be special, she wondered to herself. How could he so refuse me? I should be grateful that he gave me his umbrella, she thought. She continued to watch the mansion through the rain, dreaming again of what they were doing inside. Before light she made her way home and to bed. She was not going to give up, she was special and she will prove that.

The next day she went to a store that sold costumes looking for a robe for herself. She wanted it to be huge and fancy. Gems, lace, velvet. Maybe I can pass off as a member, she thought as she rummaged through the stores fanciest robes. And then there it was, dark green velvet robe, with lace trim, emeralds sowed into the sleeves. "I want this one.", she told the lady at the desk. The lady showed her everything there was about this robe. Hidden pockets, how to care for the garment, how to wear it properly. She thanked the lady, paid and was on her way home. For four days she danced around her home in this robe. Fantasizing of being in the mansion, dancing with the Master. Smiling to the door man as she passed him. Feeling so special to be a part of this. Yet much to her dismay it was only a fantasy, she had to make it real if it killed her.