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Disclaimer: Red Shoe Diaries belongs to Showtime Networks Inc. and The Zalman
King Company. This story is not-for-profit, but I own it.

Date: 06/06/2005

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Female/female sex, strong language

Category: Slash

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Other Notes: This story takes place during the show's last season.

Cast:
Jennifer Aniston -- Rachel Wahlberg
Nikki Cox -- Linda Cooksey

Summary: A law firm employee who was being bored with her life discovers a
way of escape in the form of her motorcycle-riding old friend.

Dedications: None so far.
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Red Shoe Diaries: Harley Girls
by Andrew Troy Keller (atk440@aol.com)

While he was trying to desperately recover from the recent betrayal and
tragic death of his beloved wife, a man named Jake Winters has successfully
attempted a novel form of therapy to overcome his great loss by advertizing
in the personals under the pseudonym 'Red Shoes' and promising to pay top
dollar to women willing to send to him diaries of their similar experiences
and how they overcame them.

Speaking of which, it was on the Sixth day of June that Jake and his faithful
dog, Stella had walked into a diner, where he had opened his rented mailbox
and took his mail out of it.

And then, after they had left the diner and walked over to a place that was a
few feet away, Jake had sat himself down next to Stella, opened the first of
his letters and said, "Dear Red Shoes -- I really don't mean to cause you any
more grief at a time like this, but if you were to ask me, I do believe that
she was being bored with her life. And if you still want to know what I'm
trying to get at, then I do believe that it's best to start from the
beginning."

* * *

My name is Rachel Wahlberg and at first, I've had such a perfect life with a
loving husband and a pretty good job with a New York City law firm.

However, the only problem with my life is that it was so perfect that it was
boring me to death and I was in need of a way to escape it, but I was unable
to find a way to do so.

But that was before my old high-school friend, Linda Cooksey had roared her
way into town on a Harley-Davidson motorcycle, which had suddenly made me
realize that the means to escape my dull and boring life had appeared before
me on two wheels.

And so, after I had walked over to Linda and asked her to let me join
her on her road-trip and she had said 'yes', we had gne over to a nearby
Harley-Davidson shop, where she had helped me pick out a bike for myself and
a new wardrobe to go with it.

And then, after we had paid for the new stuff and walked out of the shop, we
had rode our Harleys over to my place, where I had left a note for my husband
telling him that I was going out of town with an old friend for a few days
and he doesn't need to worry.

After that, the both of us had rode our bikes out of the City of New York and
on to the open road.

And after we had zoomed ourselvs down the highway and saw some pretty amazing
stuff, I had turned my head towards Linda and said, "Hey, Linda!Do you want
to pull-up somewhere and get some shut-eye?"

And then, after she had given my idea some thought, Linda had turned towards
me with a smile on her face and answered, "Now that you've mentioned it,
Rachel!I coud also go for a little shut-eye myself!"

And with that, the both of us had rolled our bikes into the parking lot of a
New Jersey motel, where we had walked into the manager's office and checked
ourselves in by signing our names in the motel register and Linda had written
the words 'The Harley Girls' next to our names.

Anyway, after the manager had handed our room key to us, we had stepped into
our room, where I had taken a deep breath and said to Linda, "Well, Linda. I
don't know about you, but I'm going into the bathroom and take a shower."

And then, after I had walked into the bathroom and took all of my clothes
off, I had turned on the water, stepped into the shower and allowed the water
to cascade all the way down my head.

Then suddenly, while I was rubbing soap all over my nude body, I was unaware
that Linda had stepped into the bathroom, looked at my body and let out a
small smile for a minute or two.

And then, after she had removed all of her clothes and stepped into the same
shower with me, Linda had placed her hands on my bare shoulders, causing me
to turn quickly around and discover that she was standing right in front of
me.

And just as I was about to ask that crazy bitch what the fucking hell was
she doing, Linda had placed the tips of her fingers on my lips and said,
"Sssshhhh. It's okay, Rachel. You don't have to be afraid. You also don't
have to say anything. All you need to do now is just relax... and enjoy it."

And with that, the both of us had kissed each other ever so passionately on
the lips, just before Linda had started licking all over my nude body -- all
the way down to my hot, wet pussy and carressing my firm breasts.

"Aaaahhhh! What are you doing to me, Linda? Please don't do that! I don't
want it! Stop it! Oooohhhh! Please, Linda! Don't stop!" I had said to Linda,
after I had placed my hands on her bare shoulders. "Yeeeessss! That's it! Do
it, Linda! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!"

And then, at that exact moment, I had suddenly realized that even though I
was still married to my husband who was still in New York, I was experiencing
something that I had never experienced with another woman before, for I was
experi pure and untamed erotica... and enjoying every minute of it.

Just the, after we were finally done with our shower and had placed ourseves
on the bed, Linda had placed herself in front of me and started rubbing our
pussies against each other, causing me to place my hands on her bare legs and
yell, "AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, LINDA! FUCK ME! FUCK ME NOW! LET ME
BE YOUR FUCKING WHORE! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

"AAAAHHHH, YES! THAT'S IT! DO IT, YO SKANKY BITCH!" yelled a
sexually-energized Linda, after she had placed one of her hand on my naked
thigh and the other hand on her tits. "FUCK ME! I WANT YOU TO FUCK ME! MAKE
ME WANNA CUM! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHH!"

And then, after we had started moving harder and faster and our lovemaking
has reached its final highway marker, the both of us had came and collapsed
due to exhaustion.

Then, after we were both finally able to catch our breath, Linda had placed
her head on my chest, let out a sigh and asked, "Are you sure that you want
to go on my road-trip with me for a few days? Because I do believe that it
really should be for more than that. Please stay with me, Rachel. I love
you... and I shall keep on doing so with all my heart."

That had suddenly made me realize that Linda was giving me the chance to
start a new life for myself... and after I had given it some thought, I had
decided to quit my piss-ant job, divorce that shit-head of an ex-husband of
mine and continue roaring down the highways with my one true love, an old
high-school friend named Linda Cooksey.

* * *

And after he had placed the letter back inside the envelope and turned
towards Stella with a smile on his face, Jake had placed his gentle hand on
his faithful pet's head, took a deep breath and asked, "Well, Stella? What
do you think? You want to go for a ride on a Harley?"

And of course, the only answer that Jake had recieved from Stella to that
question was just a kiss on his nose and a wag of her tail.

THE END!

    

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