Journey

Published by: eXtasy Books

Author : Stefan Angelina McElvain

ISBN :978-1-4874-0332-4

Page :131

Word Count :37445

Publication Date :2014-12-11

Series : Origins#2

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Available Formats : Journey (pdf) , Journey (prc) , Journey (epub) , Journey (mobi)

Category : Erotica , Mainstream Fiction , Paranormal , Fantasy , LGBTQIA+

Product Code: 978-1-4874-0332-4

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Alex is a highly intelligent hermaphrodite with fully functioning male and female genitalia, and an insatiable sexual appetite. To penetrate or to be penetrated, that is the question.

Alex is a hermaphrodite. Is there more to life than sex and money? Alex leaves on an extended journey of self-discovery to find out. Grace accompanies Alex as a companion. Their feelings evolve, but Grace has her own secrets. Is Alex falling in love?

Alex realizes he/she is much more than just a hermaphrodite discovering abilities that are amazing. A conflict with the Triad in Bangkok leads to problems with the League of Assassins in Bombay. Alex then meets an Egyptian Goddess.

Check-in at LAX was painless. It only seemed to take minutes before we were sitting in the first class lounge sipping freshly brewed coffee. I looked over at Grace. Her pure white aura was piercing. I sank down into my lounger and sighed.

“What’s up?” Grace asked.

“I still have to pinch myself. The last few years have been absolutely amazing. I’ve grown from being a poor lost girl who was maneuvered into prostitution, to a rich business woman with good friends.” I leaned over, taking and squeezing her hand. She smiled back at me and I continued, “Very good friends, and now we’re off on a true adventure. This flight to Honolulu will be the first leg of our trip around the world. Wow! Why didn’t Hiroshi want to come? I need him.”

“Did you say that to him?”

“Well, no.”

“Alex, phone him now. I’ll bet you’ll be surprised.”

I caught the waiter’s eye, annoyed that I hadn’t thought of something that simple. “Can you bring me a phone please?”

“Of course, madame.”

He returned in a few minutes with a phone.

“Thank you.”

“You’re welcome.”

I quickly dialed Hiroshi’s number.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Hiroshi, I need you on this trip.” Silence, you could have heard a pin drop. “Hiroshi, you’re my mystic, my teacher. I still have much to learn from you. We’ll wait at Honolulu. You’ll be able to catch up with us there. Henry can arrange everything.” Still silence. “Hiroshi please, I really need you. Do you want me to beg?”

Finally he answered, “No, I’ll join you in a couple of days.”

Grace smiled. “He always wanted to come. You just didn’t ask in the correct way.” She laughed and I joined in.

The flight attendant walked over. “Excuse me, Mrs. Place, Ms. Brasov, your flight is now boarding.”

“Thank you.”

Ten minutes later we were sitting in first class, relaxed and sipping a Buck’s Fizz. It was a quiet flight. I looked around. We were the only ones sitting up at the front.

“This is definitely the life,” Grace announced.

“Yes, I’m getting to like it.”

Our flight attendant walked by, a definite red tinge to his aura. Grace nudged me. “He’s hot and horny. You need to ask him about joining the Mile High Club,” she whispered.

“Mile High Club, what’s that?” I looked a little bewildered. “Are you speaking in code?”

“Just ask him,” Grace answered.

The chance came shortly after we took off and the plane had leveled out. As we were the only ones up in first class, we had the attendant’s full attention. He leaned over me to refill Grace’s empty glass. I couldn’t help myself. He was radiating so much sexual energy. My hand had a mind of its own and slid up his thigh, gently massaging his crotch. His aura flared a deeper red, especially in his groin. He looked me in the eyes.

“Would you like another drink perhaps, ma’am?”

I continued to rub his growing erection. “Yes please, a Merlot.” I didn’t want to let him go, it felt so nice. Grace’s normally pure white aura was now a sparkling red. Her hand started to gently move up and down between her legs. He just stood there. His aura was now flaming red and pulsing. I continued to play with him. “How do I join the Mile High Club?”

He almost choked, his face flushed, and he just managed to stammer, “F-Follow me, the application forms are upfront.” Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Grace was now openly playing with herself, her aura blindingly red. I got up and followed him.

“In here.” He held the curtain open for me.