Past Connections

Felicity was almost like a zombie after her experience, slowly walking down the street, not caring about what she looked like. Not until she arrived at an intersection did she snap out of her fugue state. It took her over three hours to make her way home after finding a sandwich shop along the way since she didn't want to leave her motel room again.

The journey wasn’t easy. There would be the occasional flare up of intense arousal that she had to suppress through the power of her will. Trying to relieve the problem would only increase it as she found out while hiding behind a bush or fence.

Back at the motel, she threw her purse on the bed, put the deli sandwich in the fridge, and went to the bathroom to clean herself up, taking no notice of the tidied up room. After a quick rinse in the shower to clean off the accumulated grit and try to relieve the heat between her legs, Felicity checked her email again since the roads were too noisy to hear her phone.

There was actually a message waiting from her Aunts estate lawyer.

To Felicity Jones,

As you are now eighteen, more of your aunt’s inheritance is now available to you. I have scheduled a meeting for you at my office tomorrow afternoon when after you are released from school at four-thirty. If you are unable to make it, please call, or send a message.

Sincerely,

Elizabeth Winters

Followed by her number and address of her office.

Felicity felt a little bit of hope. If there was some money waiting for her, she wouldn’t have to worry about finding a job and could concentrate improving herself. She might not officially be able to relieve training, but she could always study. There’s nothing wrong with being a self taught mechanic.

Feeling a little better, she lay back on the bed and played games on her phone until her stomach growled around nine.

After the meal, she went back into the shower for another crying session while sitting in the corner and letting the warm water soak her. When her arousal suddenly spiked again, Felicity rubbed her fingers over the affect area. She started fingering herself, making circular motions and making sure the pads of her fingertips brush her clit in the right way. This time Felicity felt the intensity rise toward a positive outcome. When her orgasm hit, she let out a satisfying scream and kept going, this time touching other parts of her body.

After the second orgasm past, the adjusted one of the shower heads to massage mode and aimed it right at her pussy. She then leaned against the tile wall and used both hands to stimulate other sensitive zones and let the pulsating water do its job. Felicity spent almost forty minutes just riding the waves of ecstasy before turning the shower off. Instead of graying off, she dripped herself way to the bed and fell peacefully asleep.

It was the maid that woke her up the next morning, the vacuum cleaner startling her awake at around ten forty. Getting out of bed, Felicity went to the bathroom to take care of business, then took a shower with a fresh bar of soap and shampoo. She then applied a lite touch of makeup, grabbed her purse, and went out to eat at a nearby Waffle House. She then spent the rest of the early afternoon at the park with clothed people walking all around her trying to get used to her naked state.

She arrived at a fancy office building and immediately felt out of place. Still trying to fake like she belonged, Felicity found Ms. Winters office on the directory and took the elevator up to the fourth floor. When entering the lawyers office, the receptionist didn't even raise her brow. She had only took Felicity's name and made her wait for the appointment that she was early for.

When the door opened, Felicity recognized Ms. Winters face instantly. She remembered four years ago as the woman in question explained that she was to inherit her Aunt Cynthia's boat, the Violet Star, and not to tell her mother so Brett wouldn't find out. She was still sad about her aunt's **** and spaced out for most of it, so she didn't hear the rest of what was said.

The Violet Star, a 44 ft Sun Mistress 7700, was currently at the Bitch River Marina, one of the few places that is women only. It is located in the Riverside area next to a women's only club that owns the marina, and that her Aunt Cynthia was a member of. They actually created a large artificial harbor for private docks at Dog River and have plots of land and that can be rented where boats can be placed long term and during hurricanes.

After Felicity and the tall Blonde middle aged woman greeted each other, they went into the office to talk business.

"Well Miss Jones, I'm a little surprised to see you in your natural state, especially with all those piercings. I'm sure there's a story there."

"Yes," Felicity replied vehemently. "My bastard of a stepfather thought this would be appropriate look and am **** to stay like this until I'm twenty-one."

"I'm sorry to hear that dear." There was a sad look on both of their faces before Ms. Winters continued. “‘Sigh’, but on with the business at hand. You are now entitled to a small trust fund that your aunt set up shortly after your mother married Brett. If you can convince him to grant you at least partial emancipation, you will receive a quarter million a year until your twenty-first birthday, at which point you will receive the full some of thirty-one million dollars.”

Felicity just sat there stunned, not saying a thing when the woman paused, before commenting “Brett already did that since he didn’t want me there anymore. I’m essentially homeless. He also purchased a Prostitute Licence for me.” She said in a bitter voice, tears starting to form in her eyes.

“Now, now there honey. You won’t have to do that now. As for your homeless situation, you have that nice Yacht that Cynthia left you. And she even sponsored you in her will, so you can live there like your aunt did.” At this Felicity perked up. “The entire Pink Briar club and Bitch River Marina facilities are women only. They are also clothing optional, so you won’t really stand out.”

As the woman went on, Felicity finally felt her life was getting back on track.

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