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Author’s Note: This story is set in the fictional country of Nordland, a small island nation in the North Sea between the UK, Norway and Denmark.
This series is somewhat different to my usual storylines and is in response to a request from a reader. This series will explore the ethics of politics and personal gain and will have a number of darker themes than my usual stories.
This story is a work of fiction. All characters, events, and places described in this narrative are products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
All comments and feedback is welcome.
HF
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The bathroom fan hummed quietly, extracting the steam from the room as Linnea stepped from the shower and reached for the thick, white bath towel hanging on the railing. The young Nordlandic girl stepped from the shower, drying her pale, toned body. At eighteen years of age, she was enjoying her first year studying economics at the University of Nordland. Unlike her older sister, Solveig, she had certainly followed her parent’s political leanings, having joined the Nordland Conservative Student Alliance (NCSA), her first steps towards a potential political career, like her father.
An avid swimmer, Linnea’s body was the envy of many as she possessed a slender figure with curves in all the right places. Her heart-shaped face was Alsancak travesti surrounded by honey-blonde curls that contrasted with her sparkling vibrant emerald-green eyes. Standing at 5’6″ and weighing a very trim 125lbs, her body was well proportioned at 34B-24-36, the result of her rigorous training in the pool.
She glanced in the mirror at her reflection as she finished drying her body with its porcelain-like skin and rosy complexion with enhanced her youthful glow. Her gazed lingered momentarily on her small, perky breasts, so far unseen by her boyfriend, Oskar. Her areolae surrounding her nipples were a soft, rosy pink, slightly darker than the rest of her skin, with a soft, gentle texture and small, fine bumps that add to their natural allure. Her nipples, standing pert and proud, were a shade darker than her areolae, with a rosy-pink hue that contrasted gently against the surrounding skin.
Drying her slender, toned legs, the towel brushed over her pubic mound, covered by a neatly groomed patch of blonde hair. Nestled at the junction of her pale thighs was her labia, colored a soft shade of pink. As Linnea dried the tops of her thighs, her fingers brushed the smooth, soft folds, her fingers reacting to the velvety feel of her most intimate area.
She pulled her fingers away from there, lest it generate any unwanted sensations. Linnea had been brought up to remain Alsancak travestileri pure and chaste and, unlike her older sister, her thin and delicate hymen still partially covered the opening of her vagina. The thin, pale pink membrane a clear indication of her willingness to follow traditional moral values as espoused by her parents.
She lifted her dainty and well-groomed feet, with her slender toes and smooth, blemish free skin to dry them off with the towel. Despite her regular swimming sessions, Linnea’s frequent sessions at the local nail saloon ensured her nails were a bright fire-engine red that contrasted sharply against her pale skin.
Linnea finished drying her body and hung the towel up on the rack as she stood in front of the mirror and sink to start her daily makeup and cleansing ritual. She started by cleansing her face and remove any impurities with Fresh Soy Face Cleanser by Fresh. Once she had finished cleansing her face, she applied her balancing tone from La Mer which left her skin feeling refreshed and revitalized. She then followed this with her Crème de la Mer Moisturizing Cream by La Mer to lead her skin soft and supple.
Her skin care routine complete, Linnea reached for her makeup that was sitting neatly arranged on the shelf next to the sink. She applied her Double Wear Stay-in-Place Foundation by Estée Lauder to give her a long-lasting Travesti alsancak base. Peering closely in the mirror, she carefully concealed the few blemishes on her face with Radiant Creamy Concealer by NARS, ensuring she brightened and hydrated her under-eye area.
The next item she reached for was her blush to add a subtle flush of color to her cheeks. Her favorite was Blush Subtil in Rose Fresque by Lancôme. She delicately brushed this finely milled powder over her cheeks, adding a natural-looking glow to her complexion. Putting the blush away, she took out her eyeshadow, Naked2 Eyeshadow Palette by Urban Decay, selecting a neutral shade that complemented her soft, pale complexion and personal style.
Continuing with her eyes, she picked up her tube of mascara, Le Volume de Chanel Mascara by Chanel to define and volumize her lashes before moving to her lips and using her Rouge Coco Flash Lipstick in Boy by Chanel to provide her lips with a splash of color and a glossy finish.
Picking up her hairbrush, Linnea styled her hair in a simple yet elegant manner, opting for a sleek blowout with a side part. She used Hairdresser’s Invisible Oil Heat/UV Protective Primer by Bumble she’d never tried drugs before and she certainly wasn’t going to in this environment but to her incredible surprise, Solveig reached for a joint. “Solveig…what are you doing?” she asked, dumbfounded.
“Just having something to calm down…” Solveig told her younger sister. “I can’t believe you…doing drugs now?” Linnea exclaimed. Solveig gave her a little, sardonic smile. “Trust me, the only way I could fuck Leif was when I was high…” Linnea couldn’t help but let out a little giggle at her sister’s words.
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