Southern bell

THIS STORY IS FICTION, BASED SOLELY ON A FANTASY. THE CHARACTERS DON’T
EXIST AND THE THINGS THEY DO NEVER HAPPENED. IF YOU ARE UNDER 18,
PLEASE STOP READING IMMEDIATELY!!! OTHERWISE READ ON AND ENJOY!


The first time he saw her he was in love. She was the perfect woman
for him, a true southern bell. She had long blonde hair, dark blue
eyes and stood five eight without shoes. Her body had nice curves,
her thirty-five inch breasts looked fine against her twenty-four
inch waist, her hips measured thirty-four inch each only made her
breast look bigger then the size they were. She looked so perfect to
him.

Her father was filthy rich so she was spoiled rotten, a debutante
and bell of the ball so to speak. She knew every man wanted her and
she play them like scarlet in gone with the wind. He knew he wanted
her more then the rest and planned to get her.


He wined and dinned her, took her everywhere she wanted to go but
she showed no interest in getting married, especially to him, he was
a Yankee. Her and her father still felt the south should never have
lost the war. They loved their life the big houses, lots of
servants, and more money then anyone really needed.

He came up with a plan, she loved going places with him, mostly to
make the other guys jealous and as long as he paid the way she was
happy with it.

One day he asked her if she had ever seen Las Vegas, he said he had
to make a trip out there and would she like to go.

She had never left the south and didn’t care to, but Vegas sounded
like fun so she said, she would go but that meant her maids would
have to go with her.

She would need a room for them, one for herself and of course his
own room.

He agreed, three rooms, plane tickets, food and what ever else she
wanted he would pay for all of it.

He showed her a good time, shows, food and the casinos she liked
them all. He had luck at the tables and felt sorry for her maids, so
he gave them some money telling them to go have a good time. She
blew up at him, they were there if she needed something not to have
fun she told him. Besides never give black people money unless they
worked for it, it will spoil them, she said.

All he could think of was want a shame, so rich, so good looking and
so spoiled. He hoped he could change that after he married her.
Later that day he gave the two maids money, making them promise not
to tell on him and wished them a good time.

That night he took her to the best show in town and tried to have a
good time. The show was a two-drink minimum; he got her two drinks,
She didn’t drink, but the thrill of Vegas with its bright lights and
the shows, had gotten to her. She decided to try the drinks. After
the show he took her to one of the fancy bars, here she was willing
to have some more drinks, saying everyone was doing it why not her.


Many drinks later, she let him touch her breasts; she was to be
polite smashed.

That next morning when she woke up, her head hurt and she found
herself in bed with him. She started to yell at him, he had raped
her, he was a pig, he was a bum and so on.

When she ran out of words, he told her he was also her husband.

She called him a liar, she wouldn’t have married him, and she didn’t
even really like him.

He showed her the license; they had gotten married at one of the
quickie places in town late last night. He called both maids in and
they told her she had demanded that they be her witnesses, they said
they tried to talk her out of it but she forced them to go with her.

She yelled at them to get out of the room and began to cry, what had
she done. When she was all yelled out and done crying she thought,
daddy can fix it, he can fix anything. She would just wait till she
got home.

His plan had worked; the maids had lied for him. She hadn’t demanded
anything last night; she was to drunk to do anything but marry him.
He had always been nice to the maids and had treated them like real
people, not like she and her father treated them. They liked him and
now it had paid off.

He was a little disappointed that night, she wasn’t a virgin but
that was Ok by him. His only worry now was would her father shoot
him when he heard the news. He called him to give him the news now;
maybe he would calm down enough before they got back. He planned to
stay four more days, a honeymoon in Vegas.

He cancelled her room, gave the maids more money and planned on
doing his new husband duties.