Appointment in Balmorhea
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Sena was between movies. Sierra was between semesters. They had talked repeatedly about a road trip, just the two of them. Why not now?
‘Okay,’ Sierra said. ‘Oregon or Montana?’
For the first time in awhile, Sena reminded Sierra that she loved filming Big Texan, in southwest Texas. Trust me, that part of Texas is beautiful, like southern Colorado, Sena explained. Most of the people she got to know there, thirty years earlier, were still living.
‘More than any place I’ve been, those Texas folks were not impressed by me. Jim Greene trailed a cowboy around like a puppy dog. Those Texans are so full of themselves, they did not have room to be impressed by me,’ Sena added laughing.
This impressed Sierra. She had never liked being around Sena’s idolatrous fans. Once they were cornered at Dodger Stadium. Sena signed autographs and posed for photos for three innings. By the time they returned to their seats, Valenzuela was out of the game.
Sierra was intrigued. Plus, her mother really wanted to go to Texas. Sierra agreed.
They took their time, puttering eastward. Best Western hotels greeted them three evenings, before they entered Texas. Sierra, traveling with friends, especially in her college days, had stayed in places several notches below a Best Western.
This type of hotel was new to Sena, almost like camping out. On location, she had stayed in some rough places, but at least Sena had been waited on like royalty.
Sierra Hamilton handled registration and brought in fast food. Sena floated around, behind her thick sunglasses. They watched movies late, and the Today Show early. Neither admitted it, but this was their best time together in years.
Like a flower needs the sun, Sierra knew that Sena eventually would need a ‘moment’. It came in El Paso. Instead of asking Sierra to bring in breakfast, Sena proposed they go to IHOP.
Without her scarf or sunglasses, but with makeup and her best road attire, Sena made a smiling grand entrance, worthy of the Red Carpet. She asked for a table out of the way, so as to not block traffic.
Soon a line formed. Between bites, Sena signed autographs, and posed for photos. Eventually the cooks posed, too.
Today was different. Sierra enjoyed this. That is my mom, she thought.
They arrived in Pecos in mid-afternoon. Sena’s appointment in Balmorhea was at noon the next day. Sierra again brought food. By coincidence that had their heads shaking, Big Texan was the Eight O’clock Movie. Again, Sena told stories about the filming. This time, Sierra was entertained.
Around eleven the next morning, they headed south, on the 30 mile drive to Balmorhea.
Not for the first time recently, Sena wondered what Ernesto looked like, thirty years later. He was almost sixty. One of Maria’s girlfriends quickly latched onto him, she figured. But, she did not recall a woman’s voice, the night she called him.
She wondered if Ernesto could sexually still do it. The last night before the Texas trip started, Sena’s latest quasi boyfriend, fourteen years younger, a handsome fellow, gave her excellent oral service. And as usual, the actor could not get an erection.
‘Dammit! I am with you, a beautiful, famous, willing woman, and I cannot perform.’
‘Earl, you give great head.’ Sena consoled him, like he was a little boy. He would not quit whimpering.
Sena changed the cassette player. She gazed at the contrast of the surrounding desert, and the Davis Mountains, on the horizon.
She thought of other contrasts. She could not imagine Ernesto repeatedly failing, and seeking sympathy like Earl. Either Ernesto could still get it up, or he had honorably retired from bedroom trysts.
Sierra shook her head. ‘It looks like we are still in New Mexico.’
‘See those mountains to the southwest? Those and Marfa beyond them are another world from this. The Balmorhea Springs are in the foothills. The Springs are great.’
‘Who will we meet there?’
‘Ernesto Garza, a ranch foreman. He is the one that Jim Greene followed around. He’s charming, and thirty years ago, he was very handsome. I told him that if he came to Hollywood, I would get him into movies. I was serious. He became a true friend. He kept a lot of people propped up and going.’
‘Who else we gonna meet at lunch?’
‘Another guy.’
‘No women? Just another guy? Who is this other guy?’
Sena was careful. ‘I dated a rancher, Ernesto’s boss, although I felt Ernesto was the real boss. The rancher was a widow, with an eight year-old son. You were a year younger. We compared notes a lot, about the two of you. The other guy is the son.
The rancher remarried. They have a daughter, who is seventeen. We will see the rancher and several others. Just not today.’
‘Is the rancher’s son married?’
Sena pursed her lips. She moved her hands on the wheel. ‘No.’
Sierra’s eyes narrowed. Sena felt her hostile long stare. Moments passed.
‘Is this one of your set-ups, Mom?’
Sena pretended an Oscar was on the line. She shook her head vigorously.
‘No. Not at all.’
Sierra kept staring at Sena. Sierra slapped the dash. ‘Dammit, dammit, Mom! You never give up! We’ve come a thousand miles for you to once again try to marry me off!’
‘Think what you will. We’ve had a good time so far. My best times in Texas were at the springs, just ahead. My best friend in Texas is Ernesto Sanchez. He could not bring the guy I dated, because he is married. Ernesto is a second father to this other fellow. And I was fond of the little rascal.’
Minutes passed. Sierra knew she was trapped. Finally, Sierra asked ‘What is this guy’s name?’
Sena grinned. ‘Bubba Junior.’ She looked at Sierra, and snickered.
Sierra observed her mother with half closed eyes. Slowly, she shook her head, for quite awhile. She gazed to her right.
Sierra repeated the name slowly, one syllable at a time.
‘Bub-ba…Jun-ior.’ Sierra kept shaking her head.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Ernesto and Bubba Junior were unsaddling Pete and Topper in the corral near the Big House. As casually as possible, Ernesto asked ‘Are you and Big Shorty gonna be in the team roping event tomorrow, in Fort Stockton?’
‘Naw. Sis [Ceasar Sis] will drop her colt in the next day or two. I’ll hang around, probably eat with the folks.’
‘I want you to go to Balmorhea Springs tomorrow with me.’
Bubba Junior was carrying his saddle. He stopped, turned back, looking confused. ‘Why do you want to do that? We go there just for Nancy’s birthdays.’
‘I want to go just one time, and relax-when it is not an event.’
They resumed walking. Bubba Junior laughed. ‘I did not think you missed church, except when you had to.’
‘Oh, I miss now and then. I just pray twice as long the next week.’ Ernesto was grinning.
Bubba Junior thought about it awhile. ‘I may be up a lot tonight with Sis. If you can wait until mid-morning, I may go with you. We won’t be there long will we?’
Ernesto shook his head. Like the rest, Bubba Junior went to bed early and got up early, except on Saturday nights. Maybe once a month, he went to a dance and sometimes spent time with a girl afterwards. The other Saturday nights, he read past midnight, then slept late.
This was perfect, Ernesto thought. Sena and Sierra would not arrive in Balmorhea until noon.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Around nine-thirty the next morning, Ernesto parked his pickup at the Big House. He saluted the crepe myrtle. This was his last next to last year of good luck, according to the planting lore. What would happen after that, he wondered.
He whistled as he marched the sidewalk. As he opened the screen door, Nancy came whizzing by, late for Sunday School. ‘Hello, E.’
Jim Ed was right behind her. ‘Keep it under seventy. Otherwise, I will send you to reform school,’ he shouted, grin
ning.
As Nancy eased into her three year-old Mustang convertible they recently bought for her, she gave her dad a long look. Don’t forget who the real boss in the family is, her look said.
Smiling, white haired, refrigerator-sized Hermalinda emerged from the kitchen. ‘I have some bacon and egg tacos for you and Bubba Junior. And I have a nice picnic lunch for the four of you.’
‘We also need some of your delicious coffee.’ Ernesto wiggled his eyebrows. With his middle finger, he smoothed the area under his lip that for years wore his moustache. A few months after Maria passed, he cut it off. He had wanted to years earlier, but Maria liked it.
Janet padded in. She ignored the coffee that the men drank, and reached for the percolator. ‘You tell Sena that she is welcome, and you convince her I am sincere. We will show her around. She can stay as long as she wants with us.’ Janet pointed at him.
‘But, she has to first give me a big kiss,’ Jim Ed said, grinning.
Janet half smiled at him. ‘Maybe a little kiss. On the cheek.’
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Ernesto bounced the three miles to Bubba Junior’s. Ring and Sally, the border collies that presently ran the place, barked and jumped on him, licking his hands. He glanced at the neat, two bedroom house, with a small loft. Ernesto knew everything was in its place. Bubba Junior got that neatness streak from his mother, at least for the house. But, he knew Bubba Junior was not there.
He entered the barn. Two empty Coke cans stood next to a bottle of horse linament on a tabled rescued from a church bazaar. An eclectic mixture of paperbacks with a few hardbacks loaded one half of the table. On another table rested some veterinary books, discontinued by the A&M Vet School, and rescued by Bubba Junior while in College Station. One book was open, face down. Stables stood on the south end. Sis and another horse, stabled to keep Sis company, snorted at his arrival.
Ernesto glanced at the telephone numbers and scribbling next to the phone. The last time he was here, he had answered the phone. ‘Is J.E. there?’ That meant the caller knew Bubba Junior in the Marines.
Ernesto and Jim Ed, Sr. had both been in combat in World War II. But, Bubba Junior had felt more comfortable talking with Ernesto about Vietnam when he first came back. But, the subject had not been brought up by either in years.
Ernesto walked through a door on the west side. As usual, Bubba Junior was sacked out in a bedroll, several feet from the barn. Except in rainy weather, Bubba Junior slept here. Sometimes when it rained he slept underneath an overhang outside the barn. A stone lined campfire pit was close by. The lake’s edge was fifty yards away.
‘Rise and shine! We are burning daylight!’ Ernesto remarked.
Bubba Junior threw an arm across his face. ‘The brown devil has arrived.’
Ernesto knew they had plenty of time. And he could not push it. Bass were hungry, and were popping the water. Bubba Junior might decide to fish instead.
‘I have some of Hermalinda’s tacos and coffee.’
Bubba Junior pulled his blond headed, six-two, 210 pound frame into a weather beaten, wooden chair. They talked about Sis and what work needed to be done in the coming days. Ernesto reminded him that Paco would be down within an hour and stay with Sis.
An hour plus later, they passed through Fort Davis, and were headed out of the mountains, toward Balmorhea.
Ernesto was driving Bubba Junior’s two year-old Ford pickup. He made a dramatic sweeping gesture with his right hand.
‘I have a surprise. We will meet Sena Miller at the Balmorhea Springs.’
‘No shit? Why is she coming to the Springs?’
‘She had a good time in Texas. She wants to return to revisit the surroundings, and visit us’
‘Why now? Why, after all of these years?’
‘Why not now? Plus, I have invited her, two or three times, over the years, in letters.’
Bubba Junior glanced at him. ‘Did Maria know about those letters?’
‘Yes. She helped me write them.’ Ernesto glanced at him. ‘You know the story. Sena and I were just friends.’
Bubba Junior stared to his right, thinking about this. ‘Is she bringing a Hollywood posse, to film some kind of documentary?’
‘No, I don’t think so.’
‘Well, who is she coming with, then?’
Ernesto looked as innocent as possible. ‘Her daughter. She is only a year younger than you. We compared notes about the two of you back then.’
‘Is her daughter bringing her kids? If she is my age, she must have kids. They will like the Springs.’
‘I don’t think so.’
‘Is she bringing her husband? She is married, isn’t she?’
‘No. I don’t think so.’
Ernesto felt Bubba Junior staring a hole through him. Bubba Junior slapped the console.
‘Shit! Is Janet trying to line me up on a blind date again? Shit!’
‘Janet has never talked to Sena, as far as I know.’
‘Well then, dammit, are you or Dad behind some kind attempt at match making here?’
Ernesto finally glanced at him. ‘Not me. We already have enough bossy women on the ranch.’ Ernesto started whistling El Rancho Grande. ‘Let’s sing a little,’ Ernesto said. Then he belted a few lines with his baritone.
‘I don’t feel like singing a damn song. I feel like jumping out of this pickup.’
‘A daughter of Sena Miller is probably nice to look at,’ Ernesto said. Then, he started singing again.
Bubba Junior stared at him, like he was crazy. Finally he asked, ‘What is the daughter’s name?’
Without hesitation, Ernesto grinned at him, and said loudly but slowly, ‘Sierra’.
Bubba Junior slowly repeated each syllable distinctly, ‘Si-err-a’. He gazed to his right. He kept shaking his head.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
The turn indicators of the blue Mercedes toting Sena and her reluctant sidekick pointed to the left, towards Mexico. Sierra spotted a gray hatted man and his younger, black hatted detainee, perched on a bench, near the entrance to Balmorhea Springs.
Sena and Ernesto approached each other, smiling. They hugged. She kissed him on the cheek, and pulled back.
‘I swear, you don’t look much different, Ernesto.’ Her clinched fist tapped his stomach lightly. ‘No beer gut.’ Ernesto grinned broadly.
Sena studied his face. ‘When did you lose the moustache?’ He grinned, but said nothing. She lifted his hat off.
‘Heck, you still have all of your hair.’ Gray streaked though his temples.
He cupped her shoulders with both hands. ‘You are as beautiful as you were the last time I saw you.’
Sena smiled softly and slightly shook her head, acknowledging that thirty years takes a toll. ‘At least I look better than I did in that photo of me on the beach, which seemed to go around the world. I promptly lost fifteen pounds.’ She waved her finger. ‘There is always a good side to adversity.’
Ernesto chuckled but said nothing. He could not stop grinning. He was still surprised Sena had actually arrived.
Sierra and Bubba Junior glanced at each other during the old folks’ reunion. Finally, their eyes settled on each other. With a long look, each conveyed they had been tricked, and were humoring people they loved.
Ernesto pointed towards a picnic table, about fifty yards away, in the shade of cottonwood trees. ‘Hermalinda has made a nice picnic lunch. And we have some cold beer. You remember Hermalinda?’
‘Of course,’ Sena said, smiling. ‘She’s got to be, what eighty years old?’
‘At least, but nobody knows for sure. She won’t tell. She’s never been sick a day. She says hello. They all say hello. Janet, Jim Ed’s wife wants you to visit and stay with them as long as you want. Jim Ed, too.’
‘I really appreciate it. We’ll do it. But, first I want to spend time with you and Bubba Junior, and enjoy this place.’
The four detoured by the two acre pool, fed by the artesian springs. Bubba Junior played to
ur guide, explaining where the water went from here, and so forth.
‘I cannot tell any difference from thirty years ago,’ Sena said, while slowly turning and gazing. She did not mention that she stopped by here in 1966, coming from New Orleans.
‘Since then, they brought in squirrels for the tourists,’ Bubba Junior explained.
‘I can see the squirrels, getting on the edge of this oasis, and seeing the desert. They probably almost faint,’ Sena said, grinning.
They settled down with Hermalinda’s fried chicken, potato salad, and fried peach pie.
The men rested on one side of the picnic table, facing the women. Ernesto had folding chairs nearby, for after lunch.
Sena small talked about their trip, and the fortuitous airing of Big Texan the night before. Ernesto grinned and nodded. Sierra and Bubba Junior sneaked glances at each other and then looked away.
He is easy on the eyes, Sierra thought. And he has the bluest eyes I have ever seen.
Bubba Junior noted that from the neck up, Sierra probably favored her father. But, she had her mother’s great body. The white spaghetti straps of her camisole blouse contrasted with her tanned, toned arms and shoulders. She worked with weights, Bubba Junior noted.
Sena smiled at him. ‘I hear you attended Texas A&M.’
Sierra chimed in, ‘I did not know you went to college.’ She immediately regretted it.
Bubba Junior eyed her coolly. ‘Yeah, I went to college. Graduated , too.’
Sierra smiled. ‘What did you major in?’
‘Double major-Animal Science and Range Management.’ He did not mention Vietnam, the Marines, or that he spent two months in her native California, a year or so after leaving the Marines.
Seirra noticed his limp, and figured it resulted from a cowboying accident.
Sena had reserved some questions and comments, to glide over touchy moments.
‘Ernesto, the day I left Marfa, you and Maria came to the train, to see me off. But, you were really tired. Maria said you were up all night, with your favorite horse. Do you remember that?’
Ernesto pushed his hat back. He rubbed his chin, trying to recall thirty years’ earlier. Bubba Junior grinned. He remembered.
Slowly Ernesto rolled it out. ‘We had a good stud horse, Dandy Jack. Most stallions are not good for anything but breeding because they are too ornery around other horses. But Dandy Jack was an exception. He could also do roundups and other cow work. He was an especially good cutting horse. The night before you left, he had a fracture in the lower leg.’
Ernesto demonstrated the area with his hands, the area between the fetlock and the hoof.
Sierra interrupted. ‘Which phalanx of the pastern was broken?’
Ernesto stared at Sierra as if she suddenly had four eyes. ‘It was the short one.’ Ernesto looked at Sena and explained, ‘A phalanx is a bone, and the short one is the small one.’
Sena made a smug face, as to say this made perfect sense to her.
Bubba Junior calmly studied Sierra.
‘The vet had just bought an x-ray machine, but he was a hundred miles away, working. So, I located the fracture the old way, by feel. I put on a plaster cast. Dandy Jack was a perfect patient. He did not move while the cast dried. I was up with him all night just before you left.
Damn, we were lucky. Most horses rear and plunge, trying to get rid of their cast. But, he didn’t. You don’t leave the cast on long because of cast sores. But, even after the vet took the cast off days later-the vet was back by then-the horse didn’t use the leg right away, which gave it more time to heal.’
‘Sierra asked, ‘Was he a usable horse after that?’
‘He still bred mares. But, Dandy Jack’s cutting horse days were over, because of the stress on a cutting horse’s legs. A roping horse can be used if they recover from a broken leg, because of the short distances they work. I’ve seen a couple of barrel horses that were still real fast, in spite of slight limp or even a club foot. But, after a broken bone, the work days of an everyday ranch horse are over.’
Ernesto was grinning. He was talking about his favorite subject, horses.
‘Why? I understand that if a horse survives a broken bone, they get over the pain. Why can they still be a barrel horse, but not a ranch work horse?’Sierra asked.
Ernesto knowingly looked at Bubba Junior, who was still observing Sierra.
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Group SexPrestyn Lee is getting to that golden period of her life where she is getting hotter and hotter with every passing day. Some may say she ages like wine. I say she ages like a banging MILF. Today, she and her daughter are on the market for a good butthole bleaching, but they are a little embarrassed to admit it when they get to the salon. Instead, they settle for a tanning sesh. But once Prestyn separates from her daughter and gets inside the tanning room, she gets down to some horseplay real...
xmoviesforyouI am led to one corner and told to kneel. I am kneeling and no I am not to raise my head to look so I use my peripheral vision as much as possible to see all that is about me. Mistress walks over and tells me my job is to give pleasure any way it is ask of me tonight. “Do not deny anyone anything they ask of you or you will humiliate your Master and you know you will pay for that infraction.” “Do you understand?” “Yes ‘mam.” “You do have a safe word and it will be respected but...
As you can imagine by the title of this story, the following events are what I would have to say is my greatest, most unbelievable sexual encounter of my entire life. I have to remind myself constantly that it was not a dream and did in fact happen. I have never told anyone this story because I thought it would get people in trouble, but that is no longer an issue (I will explain), so here we go. it all started when I was 16 years old. I was an assistant coach for my younger brothers...
Joel smiled to himself as he waited in line for entry, feeling that childlike excitement fill him up as he thought about all the things he would do, he had heard there was a new restaurant which had opened up in the park, he made a mental note to visit it, he had heard the burgers were excellent, “Unlike Anything you’ve ever tasted!” he hoped it lived up to the hype. When he finally reached the front of the line, he handed the man in the booth his ticket, which he had ordered a few weeks ago,...
Mandy's Life Chapter 2 After working as a cop for a couple of years things got interesting. My best friend on the force, Greg, had no idea of my desires that I had suppressed to be a woman. Greg treated his girlfriends poorly and one of them, Renee, and I became very close. She had another friend named Dawn, and we became close friends. Unknown to me, Renee and Dawn thought I was gay. Though I never showed any outward attraction to men, the fact that I had more friends who were...
“What do you think Pastor?” Jacob seemed keen to hear the Reverend’s take on these strange happenings. “Honestly, this wasn’t covered in any of my Seminary classes,” Paul attempted some lame ass humour but failed miserably so he pressed on, ignoring the silence. “But I have to wonder if these circles in the grass ... these indentations ... I wonder if they’re a warning of some kind. Perhaps they’re a mark of the devil if you will.” “Holy shit,” Frankie was the first to react. “Makes perfect...
Dear Readers, This is a sequel to a story that I wrote some time ago, ‘The End of Summer’. It is written in such a way that you can enjoy it without reading its predecessor. If you could read the first part, however, it would enhance the experience of the second. ************* He didn’t know what he was doing in the department store, looking at men’s shirts, but not really interested. Paul hated stores, but he hated airports more. It was just something to kill the time before leaving for...
The Fanelli women were uncharacteristically silent as they left the Martelli residence, and took their seats in their car. That condition lasted almost until they arrived home, at which point Maria gave Joe a serious look, and said: "You know, don't you, that you are headed for trouble with the cosca over the issue of continuing the Martelli line..." "Yes," he sighed. "It is no secret that we promised to perpetuate our pilots' genes if they fell in the line of duty. Cris's final...
Movie Theatre Meeting (Part 1) A story I recently read resonated with me due to the similarity between the writer’s experience and an incident that occurred to me many years ago. At the time I was in my early twenties, had only recently married and was working as a sales representative. On a cold and wet winter’s afternoon, when sales were really slow, I decided to go to a movie to kill some time. It wasn’t an x-rated movie, just a regular mainstream one. Partway through the movie I got up and...
Hiii friends mai damini aj apko apni kahani batane ja rahi hu. Meri age 19 saal hai. Iss umar mr bhi mai ek bhare pure jism ki malik hu. Mera fig 30-26-32 tha aur mai aksar tight jeans aur top pehenti hu. Ye pichle saal ki baat hai. Mujhe 12th pass karne pe bhai ne mobile gift kia. Net to mai pehle hi use karti thi but mob. Se jyda tym uspe online rehne lagi. Boht se friend the jo roj online hote the unme sabse acha friend tha rajesh. Hum roj raat raat tak bat karte. Ek din usne mujhe purpose...
Fortysomething By Melissa Tawn It was Alice Carter's birthday: fortysomething. She sat in her favorite easy chair, a drink in hand, and thought back on her life. Birthdays are the time one takes stock. She had been born Alan, a boy, though inside she knew, that she was really a girl. At one point she tried to explain this to her parents, tried to get them to understand, but they were unable to do so. This was in the days before the internet and the local library was...
After the group’s sexual activity, there was a common feeling of satisfaction and pleasure as everyone in the compartment lay on the floor or collapsed into a seat, panting for breath. Jackie and Richard, who obviously also just finished making love, observed the rest. Jackie was giving Amanda that ‘I told you so’ look again. Amanda had to agree, Jackie couldn’t have been more right about a match this time. Scott pulled Amanda up to her feet and she smiled at him, still licking her lips,...
Dion wore an unusually revealing black tuxedo that evening. It was more revealing than anything Brad had ever seen him wear in public. Being that this was a formal dinner and dance with potential professional contacts, he was reluctant to have him wear it at first. But Dion who is only 16 years old, who had a shapely but very gorgeous 160-pound body, seemed to be very comfortable and confident in the tight tuxedo In fact, seeing his gay boyfriend in the tuxedo stirred some reoccurring fantasies...
Gay MaleI'm a sissy. I used to be a femboi, then I was a crossdresser, and now I'm a sissy. The main difference between the crossdresser and sissy phases was the attitude; before I was a guy doing this for fun and to be admired, sexually – to confuse straight and gay boys alike. But now, as a sissy, I was devoted firstly to my master and love, Noah, and secondly to my own lustful femininity. I was, it seemed, always striving to be more feminine and more sexual – which is difficult when the bar started...
Love Don’t Run By Hisangelbeauty and Ropetease Waiting for him to answer his cell phone, his image flooded her mind as the phone rang. “Baby Girl?” Joe’s smooth sounding voice filled her ear. “Joe, will you teach me to be your slave?” Joy asked him just above a whisper. His heart skipped a few beats as her words sank in. He had been waiting for those very words from her. A predatory gleam came to his eyes as a sigh of relief left his lips. “Yes I will, from now on you belong to me and...
Adjustment as the 'new' Parker doesn't go as well as expected; his anger is taken out on those around him. Fate has a completely different plan for him, with focus on what happened to Leslie / Parker. (This story will be released in chapters because of its length. It could easily be a book - and yes, it is complete.) A Quiet Strength - Paying the Piper Part Two - Chapters 1 - 8 By Anon Allsop -One- Power does strange things to a person's mind; it can move someone from the quiet...
Paying Pam back wasn't exactly an unpleasant experience, especially as her idea of it became apparent when she showed up at my place with Garth in tow. It was apparent that she intended for him to be there for some reason, but I wasn't sure if she wanted to include him in the fun or not. Of course, with my mind powers, it wasn't really up to her. "Just what did you intend for that fellow? Carl and Roxanne are watching Vicky tonight, in case you wondered. I hope that you didn't bring him...
I had a pretty good four years of marriage, my husband was an accounting and I was a sectary he had his own private office and work with two other guys he hired. It took a little while to find both of them he was picky. I wanted to work with him in his office and he told me it was a bad idea for husband and wife to work together so I left it drop and just stay with my old job.While one day I came home from work early and my husband car was in the drive way, I came in the back door as I always...
I was in the front parlor when he first appeared. I had been sitting in front of the fire, having a drink to celebrate my independence from my abusive husband. We had finally gone to trial that day, after battling back and forth through lawyers for almost six months. I had been so scared that things would be just as they always had. After all, Jeff always told me that no one ever believes or sides with a hysterical female. It’s all hormones after all. Get them a little upset and they make up...
Constant in All Other Things Chapter Two by Fakeminsk (fakeminsk@yahoo.com) Friendship is constant in all other things Save in the office and affairs of love: Therefore all hearts in love use their own tongues; Let every eye negotiate for itself And trust no agent Much Ado About Nothing I haven't exactly led a sheltered life. I've been involved in more than my fair share of violence. There was a lot of weird stuff that went on in my youth--stuff...
The other day I was in the park with my friends, doing our routine exercises. Since I was with a couple, I figured after we got limbered up and ran around a bit they’d want to get some time alone elsewhere, so I wandered down to the restroom while they snuck off to tug at each other in the forest. The girls room was out of order. Being the adventurous spirit I am, I decided to risk the boys bathroom to see what sort of naughty things might be written on the walls, maybe flick my bean. The...
Christie pretended that her mother was absolutely right and her scheduled operations were more routine than emergency and she just needed to have the right attitude and all would come out just fine in the end. The night before she was due to go to the hospital for the breast operation, she dreamed about Doctor Hammer cupping her “bad” breast in his surgeon’s hands and gently outlining the area to be removed with tender care. She was all in favor of his plan to carve out the tumor and save...
> > I have paused in my writing for only a moment, asJoey has called me to attend to him. I am glad he wants me,and not my wife or one of my darling children. What is it this time?> The magnificent Latino teenage stud is in thebathroom, getting ready for>a date. At nineteen, he is a total thing of beauty. Smoothbrown body, well>muscled abs and pecs. Fully pouty brown nipples. Beautifulsculpted arms. And then of course that dick. I have never in my thirty two years seen a>dick like...
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You are in the valley of the six storms. The noble family Perell rules this part of the kingdom for more than five generations. It was a gift from the former king because a member of the Perells saved his live in a battle many years ago. Actually the head of the Perell family is your father. You are Pike Perell. Second son of count Perell. As the second son of a noble you normally would have no heritage. So you gave your best to be on your older brothers good side. You learned reading and...
BDSMHello friends and this is my 2nd story on ISS and I am very excited since this is one sex encounter which I will be cherishing for my life and I am a 24 year old guy working in a finance company. I am fairly handsome with a good built body. I have a girlfriend named Sneha. I have been in love with her since my college and we enjoy sex regularly. But, this story is not about Sneha. I have a friend named Nayan who has been one of my best buddies since childhood and Nayan has a girlfriend named...
My fears were realized as we exited our wedding lodge afterward. There was quite a crowd waiting with many cheers, catcalls, whinnys, and neighs. Thus my name among the people became "Stallion who rides through the night". The short version was just "Stallion". My family got a kick out of that and the reservation wasn't the only place I would hear it, I was sure. My parents were even calling me "Hoss". There was talk of changing Angeni's name to "Bowlegged spirit" or "Spirit who...
Let me introduce myself and give you all some background, my name is Lisa, I am sixteen years old and have lived with my Dad since Mum fucked off with her rich toy boy 8 years ago leaving Dad, who I love dearly, to bring me up. I was his ‘Little Princess’ and he treated me like one.I am 5’3 tall and very slim and fit, I do a lot of gymnastics and dance so keep myself fit and flexible. I am 32A so not what you would call top heavy but adequate for my size.Dad brought me up to be open and we...
June 5, 1944 23:50 As we loaded onto the C-47, I wondered if it was going to be another false alarm. Yesterday, the weather had forced us to abort, but tonight the planes took off. I had the feeling that this was the night I would die for sure. I had gotten less than three hours shut-eye, and I floated between sleep and consciousness as we flew toward our drop zone. I had done night drops in the English countryside over the last month, but this was the real deal, behind enemy lines. Few of us...
When we got home I was amazed at how much Tommy3 and Hilda had grown. Tommy3 was very happy to see and tore my heart apart when he begged me not to leave again. I really didn’t realize how much my extended family depended on me. I couldn’t believe I had been such a selfish self-centered moron. I had let everyone including myself down with my selfish and stupid behavior. I resolved that it would never happen again. I called Marge and checked in with her. She said that everything in Miami and...
last night i went to a party my rich doctor lady was having at her house in phil, pa. she was supplying the studs for women who wanted to pay for cock, esp. big fat ones who think no one will fuck them. It was about seven pm when I showed up and she said before the ladies get here and there are a lot, they are all very well off with money, some are about thirty years old others are about in their sixties, and all are fat women. I told them I would supply the rooms and different age studs for...
The skin on my stump was thin where it had been stretched over the end of the arm to close the wound left by amputation. I could deal with a bit of pressure, but sharp blows would make the skin split easily. I was certain that was what happened, it had happened before in the gym, but the detective had been an asshole and I was more than happy to milk it a bit. Ms. Duff, in her capacity as my lawyer, had the hospital take photographs of the injury and they gave her copies as well as a copy of...