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Never Walk Alone; Sequel to Black Friday Rule
Topic Started: May 13, 2008, 10:14 am (47,728 Views)
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Chapter 139

An hour later, they found themselves at the Debaser, a popular rock club in Gamla Stan just across the bridge from Sodermalm. It was packed, the floor crowded with revelers and a Swedish metal band onstage, the pit already quite intense even though it was the first song.

"I like it, they sound like Bodom", said Shane, drinking his beer.

"Tak, but this is more heavy, I like Bodom better", replied Natalya.

"You're turning into a real metalhead, baby doll", he teased.

"Of course, I have a very good teacher", she retorted.

A tall man wearing a gray cowboy hat observed them from the bar. He was dressed casually in jeans and a green buttoned-down shirt, his gray eyes regarding them with curiosity and interest.

"Excuse me, but you look familiar", said the man, walking over to them. He was the same height as Shane, his accent sounding vaguely Russian.

Shane looked at the man, draining his beer. "You too, dude. I've seen you before, but I don't know where", he said.

"I am Tuomas Holopainen", said the man.

"Oh, I know you. You're the dude from Nightwish, Kitty loves your stuff. I'm Shane Burton and this is my girlfriend, Natalya Stankowski", he said.

Tuomas shook their hands and smiled at them. "Tervetuloa, Mr. Burton and Miss Stankowski. Mr. Burton, you sister is a marvelous singer, you must be very proud. And Alexi introduced me to Andrew. Come, I am here with Alexi, we are on holiday together", he said.

He led them to a table in the VIP area. Alexi was seated at the table, drinking his cranberry and vodka. "Hei, Tuomas", he said.

"Alexi, this is Miss Burton's brother and his girlfriend", he said.

"Awesome. Dude, your sister is one helluva singer. If I didn't already have a girlfriend, I'd hit that. Eh, she's too tall for me, I'm gonna need a ladder to kiss her. I'm Alexi", he said.

"Thanks, dude. Her band seems really popular here", replied Shane.

"Cool. Take a seat, what's your name?", he asked, draining his cup.

"I'm Shane Burton and this is my girlfriend, Natalya", he said.

"Are you Russian? Russian chicks are hot", cracked Alexi.

"Nie, Mr. Laiho. I am Polish", she replied politely.

"Oops, my bad. All Eastern European chicks are hot, don't tell Amy that, Tuomas", he joked.

"I won't, Allu. Would you like anything to drink?", asked Tuomas.

"A couple of beers", replied Shane.

"We're on holiday. What about you?", asked Alexi, as the waiter got their beers.

"It's a long story", replied Shane, taking a sip of beer. He then told them about the whole trip, and the reason behind it.

"Damn, I wish I had an uncle like that, badass. Oh well, I can go anywhere I want now", shrugged Alexi.

They all continued drinking and talking, the cups and bottles piling up on the table. Natalya felt warm all over, the alcohol coursing through her veins. She took a sip of beer, sneaking a peak at Tuomas from behind the rim of her bottle. He had a lean, hawk-like face with his long sharp nose and prominent cheekbones, cool gray eyes underneath bushy black eyebrows. I cannot think like that, Shane is my boyfriend, she thought frantically, gulping down her beer.

Tuomas had a knowing smile on his face, draining his beer. "Mr. Burton, have you ever had a threesome before?", he asked.

"Huh? No, but it'll be cool, but only if Natalya's okay with it", he said without thinking.

Natalya felt a frisson of warmth go through her body. The idea of both Shane and Tuomas making love to her made her hot, her heart skipping a beat. I cannot, Shane is my boyfriend and that is wicked, she fretted.

Shane finished his beer, an amused gleam in his blue eyes. "I saw it in your eyes, lalka. Would you want both me and Tuomas?", he drawled.

Natalya nervously licked her lips, feeling a blush creep up her neck. "Yes, Shane. But that is so wicked", she replied.

"Yeah, but no one has to know, baby doll. We're not going to make you do anything you don't want", he murmured.

"Yes, I will do it", she said.
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Alexi is funny. He made me laugh because of his frankness, especially when he told Shane that he would hit his sister. :lol:

Now that Shane is going to have a threesome, I just wonder if Kitty's threesome is going to come out. :o :) :o And what will Avery and Natalya's old man think of it all?
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*gasp* A threesome... wow. NEVER saw that one coming.

Alexi and Amy around too... VERY interesting chapter!!
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Chapter 140

The four of them left the club and walked to the nearest subway station. The streets were still crowded with revelers, their happy voices adding to the party atmosphere in the air.

Natalya felt her heart thump in anticipation, her belly fluttering like butterfly wings. Oh my, I cannot believe I am going to do this, but I cannot wait, she giggled nervously.

"Don't be nervous, lalka. You're really going to like this", said Shane reassuringly.

"I'd love to watch, but I'm gonna pass out. Hope you guys have a great time", said Alexi.

"We are staying at the Diplomat hotel in Ostermalm", said Tuomas, as they got on the train.

"No shit, that's where we're staying, dude. Metallica always stay at that place, what a coincidence", he chuckled.

The ride to the hotel was uneventful, the car only half-full and no one bothering them. They still got some odd glances, but no one bothered them. They arrived back at the hotel several minutes later, quickly going up to Tuomas and Alexi's room. It was a two-bedroom suite overlooking the harbor, with two bathrooms, a parlor, and a tiny kitchen, all in creamy white and sky blue.

Alexi stumbled into the room on the opposite side of the parlor, slamming the door behind him. Tuomas chuckled and sat down on the cream leather couch, motioning for them to sit. He removed his cowboy hat, his gleaming black hair falling loose to his shoulders. With his hair loose around his face, he resembled a hawk with black wings, but his gray eyes were as intense as a wolf's.

Tuomas faced Natalya and took her hands in his. "If you do not wish to go further, I will not force you, Miss Stankowski. I am a gentleman, I do not hurt ladies", he murmured, his Finnish accent husky with desire.

Shane squeezed her hand reassuringly, the lust in his blue eyes as much as Tuomas'. "Yes, I do want this, Mr. Holopainen", she replied, looking into his eyes.

Without a word, Tuomas led them to the other bedroom, locking the door. It was enormous, dominated by a king-sized bed with a sky-blue silk comforter trimmed with creamy lace. The walls were done in beige, a plush dark blue carpet under their feet.

Natalya sighed as she kicked off her shoes, feeling the softness under her feet. "I want to hear you sigh, lalka", said Shane, running his fingers through her soft blond hair.

"What does lalka mean?", asked Tuomas.

"It means doll in Polish", he explained.

"It suits you, Natalya, you are as lovely as a doll", he murmured, leaning over and kissing her lips.

The kiss was gentle at first, the barest touch of his lips on hers. His lips slowly applied more pressure, his tongue probing between her lips. Natalya moaned at the contact, her own tongue finding his and returning the kiss.

Tuomas broke the kiss and smiled at the dazed look on her face. The men quickly got undressed as she followed suit. She lay on the bed, aware that both the men's eyes were gazing at her hungrily. She was nude except for the sapphire and pearl necklace gleaming around her throat, her golden hair like a mantle around her body.

"You are very beautiful, Natalya", whispered Tuomas, gently kissing her lips while Shane cupped her breasts. The nipples hardened instantly at his touch, earning a gasp from her. Both men leaned over and took a nipple into their mouths. Natalya sighed when she saw both men's heads on her chest, one dark as night and the other the rich deep red of dark wine. She felt a bolt of sensation go through her as their mouths suckled on her nipples, their long hair tickling her sensitive skin.

Natalya tried to stifle a moan when someone parted her thighs, stroking her intimately. Both men chuckled at her sharp intake of breath, a finger probing inside her. She moaned and arched her back, feeling as another finger entered her, a tiny flame slowly igniting in her belly.

She let out a hiss of surprise when she saw Tuomas part her legs and bury his face in between her thighs. Shane cupped her breasts and gently rubbed her nipples, an amused gleam in his eyes. "Enjoy, baby doll", he murmured.

Natalya had no time to think when she felt his lips and tongue on her most intimate spot. Tiny sparks of pleasure went through her body, the feel of his lips, teeth and tongue like flashes of lightning. Shane kissed her gently as his hands toyed with her breasts, the nipples almost painfully hared. She looked down and saw Tuomas's black hair spread out over her thighs, his black hair a contrast to her pale skin. Her breath came in harsh pants as his tongue found that aroused piece of flesh, flicking at it several times.

"I know, just let it go, baby doll", whispered Shane, lowering his head and gently biting her nipple. Her vision exploded into a ball of flame, moaning and cursing in Polish. Tiny shudders went through her body as the aftershocks made her tremble, her heart rate slowly returning to normal.

Tuomas emerged from between her legs, the sheer lust in his gray eyes almost burning. "Sina olette oikein makea, Natalya", he murmured, kissing her lips.

Natalya tried to smile, but could only groan when Tuomas parted her legs wider and entered her body. Shane still had his hands on her breasts, feeling her heart thump madly under the soft flesh. Her eyes widened when she felt him go deep into her body, every nerve in her body on fire. She saw the lust in Shane's eyes as he thrust into her body, stifling a moan as he moved into her.

Shane observed her having sex with Tuomas, never feeling more turned on than he did now. Her blue eyes were glazed with passion, soft moans and whimpers escaping her throat. I can't wait to take her to our room and fuck her brains out, he thought, smiling at the idea. Natalya closed her eyes and cursed loudly in Polish as he thrust one last time into her body.

The three of them lay tangled in a heap. "Moj Bog, ten bye cudowy", she gasped.

"Kiitoksia, Natalya. And thank you Shane for being a good sport. I hope you both had a good time", he chuckled.

"Wow, baby doll. When we get back to our room, I am going to fuck your brains out", he said, a gleam in his blue eyes.
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Yowsers!! :o
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Natalya is a wild child. :)

She was nude except for the sapphire and pearl necklace gleaming around her throat, her golden hair like a mantle around her body

That reminded me of that one scene in "Titanic."

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I have a lot of stuff written so far, and here's another update, because my connection is acting all weird, might as well unload now that it's okay :(

Chapter 141

Natalya stirred in her sleep, the sun's rays streaming in through the windows. Her eyes fluttered open, smiling when she saw Shane holding her close, his hair tickling her cheek.

That was very crazy thing we did last night, I do hope he does not regret it, she thought. That threesome with Tuomas was the craziest thing she had ever done, and she felt both guilty and exhilarated. I hope Papa never finds out, that is the wildest thing I have ever done, she mused.

Shane opened his eyes, a slow smile forming on his lips. "Good morning, baby doll. Sleep good?", he teased, as she turned bright red.

"Tak, Shane. Were you jealous last night?", she blurted out.

Shane took her into his arms and nuzzled her throat. "No, lalka. It was hot, watching you with another guy. If you want to do it again, just let me know", he replied.

"Nie, Shane. I do not want to do that again, at least for now. But I do not know if I want to if I want to see you with another woman", she said thoughtfully.

"I gotcha, baby doll. I got a lot more experience than you, I understand. I won't force you to do anything you don't want", he murmured, taking her hands in his.

"And how much more experience do you have?", she asked coyly.

Shane turned deep red. "Uh, a lot, baby doll. Working for Metallica, you see more ass than a toilet seat", he muttered, the tips of his ears turning bright red.

Natalya giggled, brushing his hair from his face. "You are a very naughty boy, Shane. What do you want to do today?", she asked, changing the subject.

"I gotta show you Gamla Stan, that's the old part of Stockholm, it's beautiful. And we can spend the afternoon at Skansen, its an open-air park with a lot of old buildings and people dressed in folk costumes milking cows and stuff. I first saw it as a kid on the European leg of the Black Album tour, Uncle Kirk took me. I got to milk one of the cows", he said.

"Oh, I like the sound of that. My grandparents lived on a farm in southwestern Poland, my father and I used to visit them every summer. I know how to milk a cow, and my grandfather and his men would slaughter pigs in the fall and sell the meat. It was so loud, Babka would play the radio loud to drown out the noise", she said, making a face.

"Damn, lucky I never saw that. I'd be a vegetarian then. Maybe you can demonstrate, I'd bet you'd look sexy in a milkmaid's dress", he chuckled.

"You are such a bad boy, Shane. Let us take a shower and get some breakfast before they stop serving", she said, leading him to the bathroom.

After a lengthy shower, they quickly got dressed and headed downstairs to the breakfast buffet. It was decorated in the same style as the rest of the hotel, all peach and cream. The room was half-full, a long table on the far right holding steam trays of breakfast food: eggs; ham, thick slices of bacon, fat brown sausages and spicy salami; wheat, white and rye toast; steaming hot oatmeal with cinnamon and raisins; fried potatoes and hash browns; pickled herring; yogurt; and milk, coffee, tea, fruit juices, sodas and buttermilk.

"Wow, this is the biggest buffet yet. Let's dig in, baby doll, we're gonna do a lot of walking today", he chuckled, handing her a plate.

Shane and Natalya heaped their plates with food and grabbed some coffee, finding an empty table in the corner. "You are gonna love Gamla Stan, baby doll. There's a lot of these cute little boutiques selling all kinds of stuff, Uncle Lars likes to buy art from some of those galleries here. Get whatever you want, lalka", he said, taking a piece of bacon from her plate.

"You are so greedy, Shane, there is plenty of bacon left. How long do we have here?", she asked.

"We have a couple of days here. Then we go onto Ljungby, and finally Copenhagen where we catch our flight", he said, a shadow falling over his face.
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I'm kinda glad things are back to normal, I must admit. Threesomes are fun to read about but in theory they kind of FREAK me out. I bet they get really emotionally messy, and I want Natalya and Shane to be okay in the long run.

That breakfast buffet sounded amazing. I am starving right now, so that made it sound even more delicious!
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coffee and tea sounds heavenly right now. :) I'm glad that I didn't see the pigs being slaughtered too. Like Shane, I probably would become a vegetarian. I have a lot of issues with eating pig. I don't usually eat ham, pork, or bacon because I ADORE little piglets. I wanted pot belly pig for the longest time. It happened after seeing Charlotte's Web. I think pigs are so cute. Even the fat muddy ones.

I can just imagine Uncle Lars buying art at all of the little galleries.


Sorry that your internet connection sucks right now.
My power adaptor on my laptop is being real touch and go lately. I have to have it positioned just so in order for it to work. :wacko:
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Wow, a loooot had happened... It's great the meeting with Shane's grandpa went well, and even if Krystyna was a real bitch from hell, I agree he shouldn't have put everything on her... I wonder if Avery will meet him, and if she will their meeting go, very interesting..
And I think this is Natalya's trip of life! That was quite a turn with Tuomas :wink
too bad it's coming to an end, I'm not surprised Shane is upset about this, I wonder what will happen when they will be back at home..
Thank you for the links! :wavey
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Thanks Maggie for catching up. And I hope you're doing okay, Ashley :) The problem with our connection is that we have three wires and a two way splitter. You see, there's a white wire that controls the cable and the online connection, a wire for my mom's TV, and another wire that connects to the modem. If mom wants to watch TV in her room, you have to unplug the modem wire and plug in the TV wire, and vice versa. The system works well most of the time, but now there's like a hiccup in the system where the connection is acting strange. If it keeps acting like this, we might have to call the cable company. Anyway, happy Sunday morning to you ladies :wavey

Chapter 142

Shane and Natalya finished eating and left the hotel. It was a bright and sunny day, the streets crowded with pedestrians enjoying the warm weather.

He led them to the nearest T-Bana station, purchasing two tokens. "Is this a long ride?", she asked.

"No, unfortunately. I know, this is one nice train, baby doll. The BART is always full of drunks and it smells like piss. Lucky I got a car, I don't have to use public transportation anymore. Anyway, we take the red line to the Gamla Stan station. Even though the trains are nice, if you ride to the end of the line, you'll only end up in the suburbs, there's nothing to see and you'll end up going back to Stockholm. Me and Uncle Lars did that, one of his dad's friends lives out in Hasselby. It wasn't ugly or anything, but it's dull", he said.

There were only a few people waiting for the train, most of the commuters having gone to work. The train approached the station, as everyone lined up. The doors opened and everyone got inside, a bell rang and it sped off in the darkness.

Ten minutes later, the train stopped at the Gamla Stan station, as everyone got off the train and it sped off without them. An escalator led up to the ground floor, the darkness of the subway giving way to the brightness of the sunshine.

The medieval quarter of Gamla Stan opened up before them, a complete contrast to the modernity of the subway they'd left. Handsome orange and yellow brick buildings lined the streets, the cobblestone streets full of shoppers, tourists and teenagers off from school. Elegant little cafe's with tiny patios adorned several of the buildings, people sitting at the wrought-iron tables and drinking coffee or wine, chatting on cell phones. Funky and elegant little boutiques sold everything from designer clothes to furniture to paintings to souvenirs.

"Oh, I want to see that", said Natalya, leading him inside an art boutique. It was a small store on the ground floor of an orange brick building, guarded by a delicate filigree iron fence with a design of grape vines.

The interior was dimly lit by a single paper Chinese lantern hung in the center of the ceiling, casting a golden glow on the room. Posters were rolled up in tubes in a cubicle, frames made of every type of material displaying all sorts of prints and paintings.

Behind a gleaming mahogany desk was a young woman. She was tall and thin, dyed black hair falling to her shoulders. She wore a black sweater over black leggings, her wrists, fingers and throat adorned with heavy silver jewelry.

"Hvordan ma jeg hyelp de?", she asked.

"We are just looking around, madam", said Natalya politely.

"OH, if you need any help or want anything in particular, do not hesitate to ask", she said, a very slight Swedish accent in her voice.

"Thank you, madam", she replied, as they browsed the store.

Her eyes fell upon a poster displayed in a rack above the cubbyholes. It showed a painting a pastoral scene. In the foreground was a brilliantly green field of grass, each blade a tiny stroke from a brush. Fat fluffy sheep grazed contentedly on the meadow, tiny white and yellow wildflowers visible in the grass. The sky above them was a brilliant azure blue, a few wispy clouds barely discernible against the sky, the faintest of rainbows in the air. In the background, against the horizon, was a red barn with a white roof next to bundles of golden hay.

"I like this, it looks like my grandparents' farm", she said.

"Nice, I don't much about farms but I like it", he replied approvingly.

"Okay. That will be twenty kronor", said the clerk. "Shane handed her the money as she rolled up in a tube. "Thank you for coming", she said politely.
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That was nice of Shane to buy Natalya a poster. It sounded like a very nice scene, calm, tranquil. I also liked the sound of that store. I love looking at funky little boutiques. I never buy anything, but it's fun to snoop around in them.

I'm still doing fine. The storm is supposed to hit us Monday morning or afternoon and into Tuesday so I'm probably going to lose my power then. :( Today however, it's gorgeous here. Sunny, warm, and not a cloud in the sky. It's been beautiful all weekend. It's going to be over soon though.

I hope you get your internet connection fixed. My internet will randomly knock me offline a lot, but then I can get right back on. We have the inernet, phone and cable all together too in the same box, but we don't have to unplug the internet in order to wacth TV. I'm on a wireless lap top so maybe that's the reason why. I get on through the wireless router. Anywho, the cable company might even be able to fix it for you over the phone and then they don't have to charge you guys to come out and fix it. :)

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I LOVE art shops, although we have no room on our walls. I miss going to all the museum shops and art shops and looking for art to hang... Now we have walls and walls and walls of bookshelves for all our books instead :)


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And this is the park they go to: Skansen

Chapter 143

"At Skansen, they have a lot of farm things?", she asked as they got off the ferry.

"Yeah, baby doll. I remember seeing this when I was a kid, Uncle Lars took me and Kitty. There's all these farm buildings and people making candles and stuff. There's also a petting zoo and an aquarium, the amusement park is next door", he replied.

Shane and Natalya had spent the morning wandering the narrow streets of Gamla Stan. She had been delighted at the warm brick buildings, the cobblestone streets and the pleasant, orderly ambiance. Shane enjoyed showing her around, her innocent enthusiasm infectious.

She's going to love Skansen, she's used to this farm stuff, he mused.

It was a short ferry ride from Gamla Stan to Djurgarden Island, where Skansen was. It was a green leafy island in the heart of Stockholm, a contrast to the urban setting around it. The trim little ferry had landed on the dock and the passengers had gotten off.

Just up ahead, were the massive wrought iron gates of Skansen park. School groups and entire families were lined up to pay the admission, the kids barely able to contain their excitement. Shane paid for their tickets and led them inside the gates.

Before them, arranged by province, were replicas of buildings and houses from all over Sweden. They ranged from neat tidy Dutch-style cottages from southern Sweden, to hide tents and flimsy summer houses from Lapland. Each house was surrounded by the appropriate building: chicken coops, barns and tool sheds. Guides in traditional clothes did farm chores, taking time out to explain things to the tourists.

Natalya took it all in with wide eyes. "My grandparents' house was like this, but a bit smaller", she said, examining one of the houses. It was a sturdy wooden house painted a vivid shade of red the color of a polished apple, with white shutters. Next to it was a chicken coup and a shed, both of them in the same vivid red. A sign on a post next to the house mentioned it was from near Malmo in Skane Province, southern Sweden.

A young woman in traditional Swedish peasant clothes smiled at them. She was quite young and very pretty, her dress consisting of a red wool bodice over a long blue and green skirt, a white lace cap over her blond braids. "Ja, this house is the typical dwelling for people from Skane province, my family is from there", she said, her heavy accent sounding vaguely Danish.

"It looks like my grandparents farm, except their house was white", said Natalya.

"Are you from Skane?", she asked.

"Nie, miss. I am from Poland", she replied.

"How interesting. I thought you were Swedish, you look very Swedish. And are you Swedish?", she asked Shane.

"Nope, I'm an American, my family is Scottish and Polish", he replied.

"We do not get many American here, I have not talked with many Americans", she said.

"I've been to Sweden before, but it's her first time here", he said.

"I hope you are enjoying your stay here. I must get back to work, the boss does not like us to dawdle", she said apologetically.

"All right, see ya", he said, as they left the display.

The other guides were busy demonstrating traditional farm chores: churning butter, milking cows, chopping wood, etc. "I used to milk cows on the farm, I hope I can still remember", she said thoughtfully.

"I've never milked a cow before. The milk comes out of it's udders, right?", he whispered, his cheeks turning pink.

Natalya giggled and kissed his cheek. "Tak, Shane. Do not worry, I don't think many people know how to milk a cow", she teased.

When it was her turn, Natalya sat down on a stool facing the cow. She murmured soothing words in Polish, gently stroking the cow's udders. It gazed at her with limpid brown eyes and stood still as she was milked, the frothy white liquid filing the pail.

"You didn't forget at all, lalka. And you've learned new things", he teased, smiling when she blushed.

"Shane, not here", she whispered.

"You're cute when you blush, baby doll. Later", he whispered.
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I'm with Shane. I would have no fucking idea how to milk a cow. My husband bought me a cow plushie the other day. :) I could see people thinking that Natalya might be Swedish because of her pretty blonde hair.

I loved the last line of this chapter. :heart:
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