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Winter Is The Season Of Endings By Tyrone Slothrop Chapter 1: Fly On By, Sweet Angel The information was good. Angel liked it when the information was good. He welcomed this mission as a change of pace, a visit to his merciful side. Angel had thought he had lost any chance at being compassionate over the last few years. The targets were going down, and he intended that they would go down hard, but he could reserve the final stroke unless they forced his hand. He found himself humming the theme from "Cops" and smiling. It was a cold day in the city and the wind pushed at him as he made his way to the Municipal Court complex. He felt the heavy door slam behind him as he crossed the threshold. The guard smiled at him, a broad and friendly smile, with an approving nod. Angel returned the smile as he set his purse on the security conveyor. The guard helped him remove his fur coat. "Let me get that, Ma'am. Any jewelry might set the detector off if it's big enough." The man offered Angel the plastic bin. Angel removed his necklace and decided his earrings would be fine left in place. He thanked the guard. The process determined that Angel was sufficiently harmless and he ducked into the ladies room to repair his appearance. After touching up his makeup and running a brush through his hair, he determined that the weather had lost this round, he still looked fabulous. That setting gel worked wonders; he thought and reminded himself he would have to thank Bob for the tip. He looked in the full length mirror, a luxury the old Court Building provided. No new construction would allow for such a nice touch. His five foot seven inch height was increased by the modest heels he wore, which matched his dress. He decided he was the wealthy but distraught mother of a problem teenaged boy. That was his role today and that is what he would be. He made another note the thank Frank for the fur coat. It added to the image perfectly, plus it was really nice in this winter weather. He walked out into the lobby with a carefully measured pace, with just enough gentle sway. Angel loved walking in heels. The Judge's private chambers were on the sixth floor. He rode the brass railed elevator alone, impressed with the silent efficiency of the machinery. He knew it was old before he was born and he was old. Nearly twenty five this year. Chapter 2: Court Of Last Resort The Judge had been doing her job for over fifteen years. The poor mother in front of her was a sight she had seen many times before. She often reflected on why it was always the wealthy who asked for her help and intercession when their little devils screwed up, and just assumed it was because they felt she could help them. Word did get out that she had helped other boys in trouble before. She never considered that only the wealthy would even think of asking a Judge for help, much less be granted an appointment. "Mrs. Delacourt, may I call you Amy? I understand your son has been in trouble before. And you have tried other diversion programs?" "Yes, your Honor. Amy will be fine. We have tried several programs and he has been expelled from them all. He is not violent, just strong willed, I guess. He's my husband's child, you know, and I'm so close to him in age, I think he resents me marrying his father. And this latest thing, date rape, stealing a car, resisting arrest. He's just fifteen, your Honor. Please, what can I do? My husband is out of the country and he has told me to follow my cousin's advice." Angel tried to add just enough powerlessness into his projection. Playing older than you are is always hard to do. Fortunately, Angel had excellent role models as a teenager. The Judge looked over the criminal files on one Brandon Delacourt. They went back to age nine and were larger than the files of some gang members she had sent up. None of it indicated he was dangerous, just out of control. She thought the date rape charge was flimsy and could be beaten. She knew she would not subject the accuser to the Delacourt defense team. She never considered if it might be a false accusation. The Judge knew of the Delacourts by reputation, private, wealthy and not to be crossed but also useful if they were on your side. She had verified the woman in her office as being recommended by a cousin whose heir apparent to the family fortune was a graduate of the "Special Program." The Judge smiled inwardly at the memory of Young Charles. He had been so precious. And now he was inheriting one of the largest fortunes in the state. And ready to marry a hand picked girl who knew how to make him happy. The Judge had been part of that selection process. After some more discussion, the Judge decided to intervene. She assured Amy Delacourt that there was some hope, a very effective program for troubled young men. She had Amy sign a number of papers, one of which would conditionally grant legal custody of Brandon Delacourt to the headmistress of the "Special Academy" in the event of a court order. After Amy had thanked her profusely and departed, the Judge called her clerk and had the case shifted to her docket. She then made a call to the Academy. Chapter 3: Angel Of The Morning Angel waited at the train station, his leather jacket shielding him from the wind bouncing off the New England concrete. He had decided black was the best bad boy look he could conjure up. Black leather, black jeans, black sneakers, black tee shirt. He had his shoulder length brown hair pulled back at his neck and he had his small gym bag over his shoulder, his only luggage. Projecting false bravado covering fear was the order of the day. He was playing fifteen which was fairly easy as his height and face fit right in. He still only shaved his beard every other day and was probably doomed to have a childlike baby face until he died. He had arrived on an earlier train than the one he was scheduled on, just so he could get the lay of the land. He was tempted for the tenth time that year to have a cigarette as waiting in stations and airports was so conducive to smoking. Angel grinned and realized he had not had any tobacco since he was twelve, when he was a chain smoker. His mistress had encouraged the habit and his mother thought it made him look sophisticated. Frank, his foster dad, had broken the back of it in three difficult weeks. A large Town Car pulled up and a tall imperious woman emerged, along with a pretty teenager. Angel noticed that the younger one was fairly good at appearing female, but not yet perfect. It was the little things like how the boy closed the car door that gave him away to Angel's practiced eye. The pair looked as if they had descended from a 1950's fashion show for wealthy white women with questionable fashion sense. "Are you Brandon Delacourt?" the woman asked, crisply but without any warmth in her voice. Angel gave her his best sneer. "I was told not to talk to strangers, and you are the strangest person yet today." He turned his back to her, knowing what would come next. It is very difficult, especially if you have been highly trained to defend yourself, to take a shot when you know it is coming. Angel's work had required him to master that skill. The woman spun him around and landed a firm but open hand slap to his face. Angel exaggerated the hit and fell over. He had learned at an early age that making a blow look more effective than it was satisfied the sadism in his tormentors. It also enhanced their sense of control. Angel made himself sob and generated some tears. The boy in the taffeta skirt helped him up. Good cop, bad cop, just like Angel had learned at the police academy. "I will not tolerate that form of verbal insubordination, Master Delacourt. I have papers assigning me as your legal guardian. You will come with us. Now. If you wish to leave you may do so after I explain the terms of your court ordered stay. And I do not discuss business in public places. So come now or I will leave you here for the police as a probation violator." Angel opted for surly silence for the car ride. The boy had been introduced as Barbara and Angel played along with his masquerade. The woman was to be referred to as Madam J. Angel assumed they would generate some femme name for him, to be revealed soon, probably tomorrow. One of the problems of having a method is you become predictable. Angel had debriefed Charles Delacourt extensively. Charles was Brandon's cousin who had graduated from this place and the one who, after joining the Group, had turned their eyes towards the Academy. Angel loved it when the intelligence was good. So far, it was according to script. Chapter 4: Angelina, Louis Prima Angel was shown his quarters, which seemed to be a monument to every mother's fantasy of a little girls room, one which no self respecting girl over six would have anything to do with. Ruffles, frills and lace seem to be the theme, liberally laced with pinks. Barbara chattered about getting ready for meeting Madam J in her office in ten minutes. Angel slid two packets out from his bag and secreted them on the bottom of a drawer. The rest of his things he left, assuming they would be missing after they drugged him. At five pm he was standing in Madam J's office while she casually berated his manner and deportment. Angel had to admit to himself that she was good. Almost no fifteen year old boy could withstand the practiced psychological cruelty she inflicted. But then again, Angel thought, they should not have to withstand it. He had spent most of his life dealing with adults who thought they could treat children as objects to mold or use. "Master Delacourt, Brandon, You will need to consider your options. You are here because your mother has consented to let me correct your behavior, and a Judge has ordered it instead of sending you to a juvenile facility. If you refuse to do what I require, you will be sent directly to prison. I want your word that you will comply with my requirements or I will have no choice but to send you away. It is past time to call the appropriate state agencies so you can answer me in the morning. Do you understand?" The woman seemed intent on playing the psychological dominatrix to the hilt. Angel answered with as much attitude as he could deliver. "Nice try. Call the police if you want to. You want my word? Here it is ? screw off." He knew the slap was coming, rolled with it and began his sobbing routine from the floor. An older woman came in, she seemed French from her accent, maybe an immigrant. Her wrists locked onto Angel's arms like vise clamps. "It is too late to send you out tonight. You will be fed and then sent to your room. Maybe tomorrow you will be more amenable to civil discussion." Madam J said, barely containing her mirth. Angel felt the drug they concealed in his food working. As Barbara led him to his room he could barely feel his feet. He fell into the bed face down. Barbiturates, he thought to himself as he lost consciousness. Angel heard Barbara enter his room at around three am. She grabbed everything in his bag except for his toothbrush and removed them from the room. He maintained the fa?ade of being asleep as Barbara the boy and the French woman struggled to undress him. Angel was glad he had hidden his spare pair of sneakers in the box spring of the bed. About seven in the morning Madam J swept into his room and ripped off the sheet, exposing Angel's naked body. He grabbed the sheet and cowered in the bed. "Brandon, your lazy ways are over. Get up, clean yourself and clean that filthy hair. Put on some clothes and meet me in my office for tea. You have twenty minutes." Madam J said, her voice a combination of command and cruelty. "But my clothes! They're gone!" "I cannot help it if you misplace your clothes. Now take something from the closet after you shower. And make sure you shampoo. And stop worrying about me seeing you. You are just a boy after all, hardly anything to see." Madam J said. Angel knew she was lying; he was very well endowed and had seen the woman staring at his equipment. "But those are girl's clothes!" Angel was whining as best he could. The woman was so predictable she was on the same script from ten years ago. "If you stay here that is all you will wear until you learn to behave. We will discuss if I will even allow you to stay or just send you to jail!" Madam J said, turned on her heel and left. Angel retrieved his packets from the drawer. He did shower but avoided the shampoo bottle and used his own soap from his stash. If Madam J had specifically mentioned it, he knew it was part of the setup. He looked over the selection of dresses and decided to get into character. He quickly attached his packets to the inside of a petticoat with the Velcro tabs, then found a camisole slip. He casually stepped into a ridiculous dress over the petticoats and sat down at the vanity to do his face. After brushing out his hair he decided he looked fine. He then grinned and completed his ensemble with his hidden sneakers over his hosiery. He knew he did not need to get dressed given the next phase in the plan, but he wanted to, just to have fun with the Madam J. He finished blow drying his hair and was glad to find his door open. The French woman was waiting in the hall; he could see her shadow and smell her perfume. He sang to himself "Bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do when they come for you?" Chapter 5: Heavenly Host Descends Angel wanted the French woman reasonably intact, so he started to run for the window. As she reached out from her hiding place, he jabbed a stun gun (which he had secreted in his packets) into her solar plexus while hitting her on the side of the neck with a stiffened hand. She went down hard. Angel dragged her into his room and administered one of his hypodermics. She would be out for a while. He found Barbara in the kitchen preparing tea. He grabbed the boy from behind and gave him a shot with the next needle. He gently set him in a kitchen chair, closing the boy's open mouth. Angel made a rapid sweep of the house and keyed his radio. He then proceeded to bring the tea set to Madam J's office. As he approached the room he heard the faint sound of helicopters passing overhead. He grinned and sang "The boys are back in town". Angel decided on a grand entrance. He opened the door quietly and then kicked it so hard it almost rattled off the hinges. "I heard you wanted some tea, you pompous windbag!" He threw the opened pot at Madam J's face, the pool of liquid coming out in midair. She mostly ducked but caught a lot on the top of her head. Angel smiled as she screamed. He waited for the woman to get up and she charged at him. He easily evaded her. Having an enraged opponent is very helpful if you have tactical skill. He was particularly happy knowing his ruse had worked. The tea was room temperature but Madam J's assumption was it was her normal scalding level, creating the fear and panic Angel had wanted. "Going to slap me again and feed your need, honey?" Angel taunted. The woman began an arm swing but this time Angel's hand reached out, faster than the eye could see and just held her wrist, stopping her momentum dead on the spot. The woman squealed. "The problem with learning a little martial arts is when you encounter an opponent better than you are you make it difficult for him to avoiding hurting you." Angel said. "So you can either keep trying to fight me or just do what I say. Sit down. And shut up. I have a lot to say and little time in which to say it." The woman sat down. Her eyes were on fire. Angel was smiling, looking beautiful and soft in his frilly dress and carefully applied makeup. He proceeded to duct tape her to the chair, enjoying the process immensely. Taping her mouth shut was almost a sexual experience. "Was that good for you, sweetheart?" Angel asked in a lover's voice. Her eyes were boring holes in him, pouring out sheer madness and anger. "My my, little Missy, that tape does not go with your ensemble. What are we going to do with you? You've managed to get yourself all wet. How very clumsy of you." He said, imitating the French woman. Angel suddenly shifted gears into overdrive. "Now that I have your undivided attention, for once in your life you will listen to someone other than your delusions. So where to begin? Oh yes. Your days of pleasure with the torture of young men are over. You have been targeted for, shall we say, a form of discipline which you seem to lack. The discipline to let boys to be boys. "Let me introduce my Group. We are all the victims of women who tried to mold us for their own enjoyment, and we have made it our mission to remove those kind of terribly ill souls wherever we find them. That's my job. "Now normally I would just shoot you, but we have decided that over the years you have been ?in business' you have contained your sadism to brief periods of time, releasing your victims to make their way in the world. So you get a bit of mercy. "We also know you use their fear of exposure to help keep your little game here under wraps. So we end this now and leave you with your life. "Please remember, if you try again and we find out, you will be killed, without any remorse on our part." Angel listened to his radio, chatter coming through his earplug. "They are telling me your friend the Judge has just been arrested on kidnapping charges for one Brandon Delacourt, who is believed to be in this area. I would like you to meet Brandon now." Another Group member walked in holding the hand of a seven year old boy, who was dressed identically to Angel in the petticoats and frilly dress. He had long blonde hair, due to the recently applied extensions. "Brandon, is this the woman who took you and made you wear these silly girl's clothes?" Angel asked. Brandon nodded and left the room with the other agent. "You see, it's interesting. We have a member who does a really good impersonation of you. It's was a pleasure watching him imitate you kidnapping that child, feeding him drugs and telling him how he was going to be made a girl because boys were evil. Oh yes, you thought Brandon was a fifteen year old delinquent, that's right. Sorry. Too bad about all the narcotics in your house, too. I also believe the FBI has had all of your assets frozen for drug trafficking. And it was really interesting how when given the choice of being exposed as your victims or your willing participants, most of your former students chose to be exposed to the media as victims, listing your little tortures in great and graphic detail. I will give you credit, about ten percent refused to rat you out. Yes, we have released all of the information to the media, with the best pictures going to the racier tabloids. Especially the video of you threatening a seven year old boy with jail, calling him by name. That's a classic. Our cameras at the train station really caught your dramatic essence." Angel held up his last hypodermic needle to her eye level. "You will sleep now, your heroin and cocaine mixture will be in your body when the FBI gets here to rescue little Brandon. We chose those two drugs because the public knows them. We wanted to make sure there was no confusion about your character. "Oh yes. I saw those books on your shelf, the ones on "Petticoat Discipline". The mistress my mother gave me to when I was eight had those books. She was a bit more direct than you were, using a cattle prod on me whenever I didn't dress just the right way. In many ways she was just like you, but with more compassion. "Please remember, I will kill you if you ever do this again, after you get over your little legal trouble of course." He administered the needle and after Madam J was comatose Angel removed the duct tape He left the room, passing a sleeping Brandon, now loosely tied up with his face on the unconscious French woman's thigh. There was a pile of cocaine on the table and heroin works on the floor. A perfect front page tabloid picture, almost is if it were posed. Angel and the crew left the house and got into the waiting helicopter. Barbara, already securely strapped in, was sleeping soundly. Angel looked down from about 1200 feet and saw a series of state police cars and unmarked SUVs which he knew to be DEA and FBI rolling through the driveway. The media vans were right behind them. He had already dealt with all the insults from the other Group members about his dress. Madam J deserved more punishment on bad taste alone he thought. He started singing "Bad boys, bad boys..." but no one could hear over the rotor noise. Chapter 6: Off Duty Angel Frank was still recovering from the disease which had ravaged him for years. He was happy to see Angel, his adopted son. Frank felt pride and guilt at setting Angel on his life's work since he pursued it with such a single minded focus, quite often approaching a level of cold- bloodedness which scared him. He knew Angel was not a sociopath but he could act like one to do his job. "I see that the Delacourt family is not one I would want as an enemy, Angel. How is their little boy?" Frank asked. "He'll be fine. We never terrorized him, just made him play dress up a few times. George was incredible as Madam J. He scared the crap out of me." "It might have been kinder to shoot the woman, Angel." Frank said. "I don't know. It's so damn messy. Plus I am sure she will be viewed as insane anyway. She is, you know. You also know half the charges will not stick and the only way she will do any time is if she covers for her friend the Judge. "It will take her a while to disentangle her money from the Feds and then the Delacourts seem to have made it a personal mission to make her persona non grata in the business world. So she will be cash strapped for a while." Angel smiled. This indirect havoc stuff could be more fun than the ?direct action' he had been using. "I understand Mr. Charles Delacourt has decided to not pursue his planned nuptials with one of Madam J's little followers. Is that right?" Frank asked. "Old Charlie played her really well. After he came out and denounced Madam J's process he pretty much destroyed her shot at the Social Register. Consorting with kidnappers and child molesters and drug dealers, oh my." Angel grinned, ending with a very good Judy Garland impression. Frank suddenly turned serious. "Angel, will you ever do enough to make it go away for you?" Frank voiced the question he swore he would never ask. "It already has, Dad. But there as so many more little Angels out there. And we are all they have. Nobody else seems to think it's an issue." Angel answered. Frank and Angel both knew he was lying. It would never go away for Angel. Frank was over fifty and it had not gone away for him. Angel looked at Frank, whose waist length hair was shining, looking comfortable in his black tights and shirtdress. Angel smoothed his skirt and checked his hair in the reflection on the window. He thought how odd the Group was. A band of brothers, bound by pain from the past, using it to heal wounds which never can e healed.

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Change of Seasons By Tigger (C)opyright 2017 Author's Note. Since the original Seasons of Change by Joel Lawrence dates to 1989, and my own most recent posted story of Seasons House was posted almost 11 years ago, the names and faces in this story (especially since many of them have several names) may not be familiar or easily recalled. Given that there are almost twenty fairly long to very long stories in the Seasons Universe, I have come up with two aids to readers. 1. ...

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 01

Our Last Day of School. I can’t believe it. This is my last day of school, I thought, not sure how I felt now that the long awaited day was here. Stepping out into the beautiful sunny afternoon, heading toward the group of waiting yellow school buses I breathed a sigh of relief. I was glad school was finished. Throughout High School like a ship at sea, I had plotted my course, studying hard. However, the Scholarship that many felt I had rightfully won had somehow ended up going to one of...

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Antheas baby 1

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”Anthea looked up at her mum as she sat down at the dining table. “Nothing is wrong,” Anthea responded watching as her mum hurriedly dried her hands with a tea towel.“Is the baby okay? Are you okay? Is Jack okay?” she asked as her husband came into the room and pulled up a seat at the table.“We’re all fine Mum,” she responded exasperated with her mum’s anxiety. “I have something to tell you.”“Sit down Helen,” her dad snapped. “Give the lass a chance to speak.”Anthea...

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Kumar Apartment Season 2 8211 Part 1 Ek Nayi Subah

Hello friends, aap sabhi ko meri shubh kamnaye. Sabke messages mail mein mile mujhe, kayi logo ko reply bhi kiya aur kayi ko kar nahi paya. Jinko reply nahi de paya un sabse mafi mangta hoon. Aur sabki besabri ko itne din rakhne ke liye bhi mafi chahunga. Aur ye aap loga ka messeges mein bheja pyar hi hai jo aap sabki khushi ke liye Kumar Apartments ka Season 2 shuru karne aaya hoon. Umeed karta hoon aap sabhi ko kaafi khushi hogi session 2 ke aane se. Aap sabhi ka mere se itna lagav hi mujhe...

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As Good As It Gets 8211 Season 2 8211 Episode 5

Hey readers… I’m back with next part of the story “As Good As It gets Season 2-Part 2″…I dont think there’s any need for introduction. Let me get back to story. We both woke up hearing Rani knocking on my door. Rani: Wake up Kids….Its late. It was Priya who first woke up. Priya: Anand…Anand….baby wake up…Ma’am has called. I hugged her closer to me. Lets stay like this a little long. Priya: Wake up Anand…I’m going downstairs. She covered in bed sheet and went down. I followed her with my...

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What sexual season are you

What season are you?Spring:-The arrival of spring means that flowers are blossoming, and the cold morning sun brings a warmth to the bedroom with the sun rays lighting the cold wooden floor. The water is running in the shower and you and your partner lock lips in the hot steamy shower. Your back is pushed against the shower wall as your man spreads your thighs open with his legs to rub his hard cock against your ass. As you pant, he slowly pushes his cock into your ass, kissing you as he does....

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My Golden Summer with Blythe Ch 02

My Golden Summer with Blythe – Part 2 Josh’s childhood dream girl visits him in San Francisco. The Return of Blythe Coming from a small farming community, San Francisco proved to be everything Josh had ever imagined – and then some. He loved the freewheeling atmosphere – the friendliness – in short, he fell in love with the city by the Bay. Because of early retirements, and dedication to his work, he had advanced much quicker than he had ever expected. Arriving at his chic little Apartment...

2 years ago
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Winter is Cumming part 2

As the bright, invasive afternoon sunlight came streaming through my stained (with dust and dirt) glass window, I found myself spooning (and possibly forking) with my new dream girl, Winter Summer, whom I had met earlier at the Public Market. Rubbing my aching jaw from our earlier sexcapades, fearing I might have lockjaw then grinning like an escaped lunatic as I recalled her hairy pussy, suddenly so afraid she might be a werewolf I had to rush out to buy silver bullets (the ammo, not that...

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Winter is Cumming

The day began like all others, climbing out of bed at the crack of noon, devouring a Toaster Strudel and mayonnaise sandwich before braving the crisp Canadian weather by going to Vancouver's Public Market for fresh seafood now that I'm eating healthy.  Along the way I passed a group of American hipsters vaping cannabis oil on a street corner, celebrating Tommy Chong's birthday.  Damn Americans! Since Trump's election, they have flocked here like a silverfish infestation.  Silverfish, that...

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Seasons Universe Recurring Character Outline

Change of Seasons Addendum Seasons Universe Recurring Characters I. Jane Thompson A. Introductory Story: Seasons of Change by Joel Lawrence B. Married to Art Thompson Philips (AKA Diana) C. Character Synopsis 1. Every story (obviously!) 2. School Mistress of Seasons House 3. Originator of Theme's Victorian Petticoat Discipline Reform Program 4. Program goal is to force young males to find...

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Uther

Uther By Ellie Dauber (c) 2006 Introduction According to the legends of King Arthur, Merlin changed Uther Pendragon into a double for Duke Gorlois, so he could spend the night with Ygraine, the Duke's wife. Ygraine and Gorlois had three daughters: Elaine, Morgause, and Morgan le Faye. During their time together, Ygraine became pregnant with the child who was to become King Arthur. Uther's men killed Gorlois that same night. This is my TG (of course) version of what...

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Tales of the Season Kendras Story

Tales of the Season: Kendra's Story by Tigger Copyright 1999, All Rights Reserved Archiving and reposting of this story *unchanged* is permitted provided that no fee be charged, either directly or indirectly (this includes so-called "adult checks") *and* provided that this disclaimer and attribution to the original author are maintained. Based on the characters and situations presented in "Seasons of Change" by Joel Lawrence, Copyright 1989. This story is archived in its...

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Fallen Angel Chapter 11 Althea the School Girl

Chapter 11: Althea, the School Girl The infernal screeching of the alarm clock awoke Cal from his reverie. He had been up for about a half-hour, but he had only been lying in bed next to the love of his life. Althea's arms were still clutched about him as he stealthily clicked the snooze button, assuming that it was six o' five in the morning, his usual waking time during the school week. He had been thinking long and hard about the previous two nights. Evan... what have you become? He...

3 years ago
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The Devils Pact Sidestory Miss Blythe Is Hot for Her Students

edited by Master Ken Wednesday, September 4th, 2013 "Hi, I am Miss Blythe," I said to my class, writing my name on the whiteboard with a red dry-erase marker. "I will be your World History teacher." It was the first day of the new school year and, as I launched into the course syllabus, my thoughts kept drifting to that day in June at the end of the last term, when my Living God, the Holy Mark Glassner, walked into this very classroom and changed my very outlook on life. I didn't know...

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Carruthers Bride

The the wind howled around the quayside as I stepped onto terra firma for the first time in weeks, the wind threw sharp shards of ice to sting our faces as we looked up at the sails as they were finally furled and stowed as our captain grinned at our discomfiture, "Au revoir!" he joked as if he knew we should soon be recalled. Those such as were left, and we were few enough, I shuddered. My best uniform packed securely in my Valise, awaited me, and just a few more duties before I...

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The Magic of the Season

Sallie Mae Rollins stared at the calendar and chewed on a fingernail that was already painfully short. Seven weeks remained before Christmas. Seven short weeks was all she had to find enough money to buy presents for her son. The eight-year old reminded her each night that he was the only one in his class who didn’t have video games. ‘Mama, I wish you could see Bobby. He has your eyes,’ the slim brunette whispered into the empty room. Ruth Woods was one of the few people who stood by Sallie...

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Tis the season

I started walking over to the shop. I was wearing loafers, dress socks, khaki pants, and a nice long-sleeve button-up shirt. It wasn’t too cold for being the first weekend of December: 50’s with a nice breeze. I had an appointment at 5:00 to visit the shop and do some Christmas shopping. In a normal year, this would have been an all-day event, visiting different shops and checking items off the list. This year was different and because of the lockdowns, appointments were necessary and only one...

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Captains ChoiceChapter 3 The Busy Season

Del continued to live aboard during the winter. We took on a few charters and it gave us the opportunity to get to know one another. I really didn't know quite how to categorize her presence on board. She was almost like a big sister. A little older, a little more experienced, a little smarter, and yet a comfortable companion. There were times when I thought we could read each other's mind. When something needed doing, we both seemed to realize it at the same time. When we were on the boat,...

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Winter in Sweden Part 1

The Adventures of Masha and MeChapter 1 – Winter Holidays in Sweden1.1 I am RitaThis is the story of me, 21 years old Rita, born in Tallinn, Estonia. I am a second-year student of English and Mathematics, planning to become a teacher. I have long brown hair and my height of 1,68 m is in an average range. My body is also quite normal size although sometimes I wish to have some kilos less. I like Inline-Skating, dancing, reading and spending the day in bed with a good book. I live together with...

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Athena Corp Chronicles A Mothers Love

As he approached one of the hall's long mirrors he stopped to inspect himself. It was a familiar sight, the flowing, billowy French maid outfit surrounding his body. His arms and legs were outlined in silky, white stockings and arm-gloves. He wore pearl earrings and the lacy white collar around his neck was adorned with a beautiful pendant. It was a gift from mother that he wore every day, without fail. Jon's painted red lips and neatly applied eyeliner and blush were evidence that he was...

3 years ago
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Mom After Mom Season 2 Part 12 They Are On Their Own

Mom – “You both have caused disrespect to the family. Let me inform this to your dad.” She went to call dad and I sat beside Di as she was wiping her tears. Me – “Di… It’s ok… We will talk to him and he will probably withdraw this.” Di – “It’s over Mannu. Things won’t work out even if we try to convince him. Let him get a new life rather than being in an unstable relationship with me.” Me – “But I feel bad for him. We have cheated on him.” Di – “We did. Unintentionally though, but we did...

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Sex Therapy 2 The Thert

PREFACE:There are no sex acts in the story but the patient does have an orgasm as a result of the Ther****t’s physical examination. Part 1 is the Sex Therapy appointment from the patient’s point of view and part 2 is the same examination seen through the eyes of the Ther****t. I don’t think it matters which one you read first.I hope you enjoy it and will let me know what you think in any...

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Game of Thrones Season 7

Game of Thrones. Amazing. Season 7. The hype is real! Sex. Also amazing. This story is basically a sex-filled retelling of each Game of Thrones Season 7 episode. I will try to release them every week, but no promises! The chapters may be one long sex scene or a bunch of smaller ones. Maybe it will be a bunch of longer scenes! It all depends on what happens in the episode. I will try and vary the characters and the scenes, but again I haven't seen the episodes yet. One thing I won't do is just...

1 year ago
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Kumar Apartment Season 2 Part 14 Ab Khel Mein Shamil 8216Bhawna Bhabhi8217

Hello friends, aap sabhi ko meri shubh kaamnaye. Aapke mail mile mujhe, behad khushi hui. Thanks sabko. Chaliye aaj ka episode padhte hai. Jo bhi ye episode pahli baar pad rahe ho unse kahunga ki aap ise padne se pahle season 1 padhle. Jisse apko saari kahaniyo ki jad se pata chale. Jo bhi mujhe mail mein messages aur apni sujhaaw dena chahte ho, ye raha mera mail id . PART 14: Ab Khel Me Shamil “Bhawna Bhabhi” Narrated by Shobha Pichle baar aaplogo ne padha ki kiss tarah se Naveen ne mujhe...

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Prem Paradise 8211 Episode 57 8211 Season 1 Finale

Written by: AMIT (To read all the previously published episodes, ) Everyone in Prem Nivas was getting ready for the party that evening in celebration of Sowmya’s modelling success. Although they didn’t know what exactly she was doing, but everyone, including her mother and sister, were happy for her. While people were getting ready for the party, Gautam was hurrying out of his house. “Urgent work”, he explained to his wife, “Client seems to have attempted suicide, I’ll be back before midnight...

3 years ago
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Hunting season

Hunting season.It was the second time that the black SUV crept through the overgrown track to the back of lonely farmhouse. Its only occupant obscured by the dark tinted windows and the dim light of dawn. This time the occupant had a scanner on-board. Telephones are so easy to tap into. The first visit was to get information of the houses occupants. Outside waving in the warm breeze was the washing line full of information: Occupants: 2. One male, one female, no kids. Age: 20s.  Male: Farmer,...

3 years ago
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Dating My Daughter 8211 Season 2 Part 1

Hello ISS readers, I am back with season 2  ‘Dating My Daughter’ series. I know it’s been a while, so here is a quick gist of what happened in season 1. My daughter Amy, who has been away for more than a decade, came to visit me to get to know me. She even brought her beautiful petite friend Elena. Another friend of hers lived in my city. She works at a cafe, and her name is Jen. I got close to her during her visit, and things progressed both emotionally and sexually between...

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NRL football season gangbang

At first i did not want it but now i cant stop thinking about it and want it all the time.... This story is about one night I was in to Bali at the end of season Football trip, South Sydney Rabbitos and the Canterbury Bulldogs NRL teams were celebrating a great season and had flown to Bali to blow off some steam... Little did I know that my friend Sally would be on our one week girl’s trip at the same time. Our Husbands would not have let us go if they had of known that. We had no idea that...

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Aunt Katherin and Her SlavesChapter 2 Katherine

Katherine stepped into her elegant living room and took a book from the shelf. She sat in a plush lounge chair, specifically selecting a chair in the back corner of the room next to an old dumbwaiter that was once used to ferry delicious meals from the downstairs kitchen to the dining room table. She planned to read the book for a short while, but she already knew her attention would soon be diverted. Tonight the dumbwaiter would once again be placed into service, except this time it would be...

1 year ago
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Motherless Vintage

Do you know of the porn site Motherless.com? You should. I’ve reviewed it a few times on my site, The Porn Dude, although it was for different genres every time. This time around, I’m going back to this place and looking at a specific and niche little category many of you are just begging me to cover. We’re looking at vintage porn today. While it doesn’t have the same resolution and quality as the porn you can find today, it’s definitely a genre of porn that has a lot of personality to it and...

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3 years ago
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Althea

I should have known better. I should have remembered that old saying, "If it looks too good to be true, it is." I was in love. She was damned near all I thought about with the exception of my studies and it didn't make sense to me. I prided myself on my intellect and my ability to think logically, but there wasn't anything logical about the way I felt about Althea. She was beautiful, smart and very popular and I was not. I wasn't a bed looking guy, but I was nothing exceptional. I was...

1 year ago
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Motherless Images

Motherless. A one-word website title that says everything it needs to say. This is a site where the rules are, more or less, completely thrown out the window, morality means absolutely nothing, and there is nobody to save you from it. Hedonism is God here.The site likely is also called this due to the fact that the girls who end up on motherless.com likely have no positive female influence in their lives to keep them from it. Motherless is the place parents spend their whole lives fearing that...

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Winter

Do you know what I love most about winter? That you hate it. The cold gives you the sniffles and I know firsthand that you much rather enjoy being dressed down than up. And your cheeks…they get all red, like a cute, perpetual blush, and I just can’t help but giggle when we go out together. “Stop being so childish,” you always say. Or, “You embarrass me.” But I know you like it. You like to watch that little smile creep over my full, pink lips and it makes you smile cause you’re thinking...

3 years ago
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Winter

Do you know what I love most about winter? That you hate it. The cold gives you the sniffles and I know firsthand that you much rather enjoy being dressed down than up. And your cheeks…they get all red, like a cute, perpetual blush, and I just can’t help but giggle when we go out together. “Stop being so childish,” you always say. Or, “You embarrass me.” But I know you like it. You like to watch that little smile creep over my full, pink lips and it makes you smile cause you’re thinking...

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Motherless Amateur

I always considered Motherless the “4chan” of porn. Not only because Motherless was somewhat popularized there, but because Motherless also encourages users to share their own content in a very open way. This means minimal bullshit like moderation and censorship, and a strong “anything goes” attitude that leads to free and extreme content. It encourages people to create and upload their own homegrown content, like videos of their girlfriend pissing or spycam videos of their cousin....

Amateur Porn Sites
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Winter is Cumming The Conclusion

The day was gloomy and rainy, in other words, the perfect day to stay in bed and that was my sole plan for Winter and me.  To lie together and get better acquainted. Looking into her dark eyes as we snuggled beneath heavy blankets, I asked, "What do you want to know about me?"She mulled it over and finally responded with "Tell me about your last girlfriend.  Like how long it lasted, why you broke up... you know, the good stuff!"Oh Hell, she came out swinging, and I wondered why I ever...

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Motherless BBW

What is it about Motherless that makes me fucking cum every time? Maybe it is how raw and amateur the porn on the site comes across as, or the content is just that fucking hot. Perhaps it is the fact that there is an astronomical amount of pornography just waiting for a dumb fuck like you to beat off to! I really don’t know, and frankly, I’m not going to pretend that I do.But what I do know is that if you love BBWs, the Motherless.com homepage will not be of much use! Preferably, head on over...

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1 year ago
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Motherless Voyeur

Have you ever heard about a website called Motherless? Home to all kinds of kinky porn niches, with a side of the mainstream crap? If you are into some questionable fap content, you might want to check this website out. Plus, Motherless is a free porn website, so you can browse as much as you fucking want. Now, I am not really here to talk about the website in general… I am here to tell you about their amazing category, called voyeur porn.The world of voyeur fucking is a rather interesting one....

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