The Phases of One's Life
Copyright© 2026 by N.D.Tomes
Chapter 21: A Shooting, Disappearance, Brunch, and More – Sydney I .2 – Saturday
Fantasy Sex Story: Chapter 21: A Shooting, Disappearance, Brunch, and More – Sydney I .2 – Saturday - A controlled corporate attorney wakes tied to her own bed by a naked stranger who knows her name and claims it’s “for your own good.” The young woman has been quietly tangled in her life for months—leaving signs, steering events, and creating a strange current between them. What follows is a tense night of revelations about the firm, the last six months, and unsettling supernatural abilities. Dry, first-person, focused on the emotional shift more than explicit detail.
Caution: This Fantasy Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Fa/Fa Fa/ft Consensual Lesbian Heterosexual Fiction Humor Group Sex Interracial Black Female White Male White Female Oriental Female Hispanic Female First Masturbation Oral Sex
I woke even before my alarm on Saturday. Today was the brunch at Kate and Daphne’s place. I was looking forward to see Janice again, but the thought of facing the rest of the group had my stomach in knots. I took my time showering, hoping the hot water would calm me. It helped—a little. Dressing felt like it took forever. After putting on my nicest bra-and-panties set, I stood in front of my closet just staring. Sighing, I settled on a loose V-neck that flashed everything if I bent too far forward, and jeans that hugged my ass just right.
My nerves settled a bit on the drive. When I reached the apartment and the concierge/security checked my ID, had me sign in, then I went up, I was surprised to find the door cracked open. Hearing voices, I just walked in.
The first thing I saw was a man curled on the floor, moaning, blood soaking his shirt. The next thing—Daphne, standing naked in front of Jane in the kitchen. Jane had a stunned look. Janice and Kate were nearby. Our eyes met. I blurted, “You were right—I didn’t want to be late. Damn!”
Daphne glanced over, calm as you please. “Great, you made it. We have a little situation. Go stand by Rachel and don’t touch anything. We’ll explain.”
Daphne did more than explain—she gave a demonstration.
The short version: Daphne looks about eighteen, but she’s been around for a few millennia. Until recently she was invisible all that time—actually insubstantial is technically more correct, because she could walk through solid objects. Now, because of some connection with Kate, she’s visible. I knew these women were different, but I never suspected anything this strange or supernatural. Normally I’d have called it a bunch of hooey, but I watched her vanish and pop back into existence half a dozen times—no smoke, no mirrors, just gone and back. Once she materialized a foot away from me. Kate and Janice acted like this was Tuesday. That kept Rachel, Jane, and me from completely losing it. That’s when I decided to just give in and go with it. In a way it made sense—the way Kate and Janice seemed to defer to her all the time.
That’s where things stood when the police and paramedics arrived. The next six to eight hours were a whirl of questions and people coming and going. The actual Chief of Police was there, along with a lawyer from Kate’s firm—Tom—who clearly adored Kate and Daphne like daughters. Tom and the chief were among the last to leave. They were both ridiculously nice to me. Then I realized I had bent over a couple of times. Janice and Daphne would mention that to me later.
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