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Elisabeth Grey - Part 5: Autumn in New York. By Carmenica Diaz True to her word, Angela rang her music teacher and then gave me her address written on the back of an old envelope. 'Her name is Mrs Robinson and she's not far from here, you can walk if you like. I think it'll be a nice day.' 'Sounds lovely.' 'I'm off to get all the information from Sherry and I'm sure I'll come back with loads of gossip. Bye.' Time for a long bath, I told myself, humming as I walked to the bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and heard Max's words again - Listen, can you tart yourself up a bit when you perform? Maybe look a bit glamorous? Could you dye your hair blonde? Leaning closer to the mirror, I took my glasses off and studied myself. I wonder what I would look like as a blonde? I thought of Angela and how stunning she was with her long blonde hair and wished I had that colouring. Closing my eyes, I tried to recall the photograph of Heather James and the All-Stars I had seen at the Red Note. There are an awful lot of blondes in the band, I thought miserably, even Heather's an ash blonde. Thankfully, I sort of remembered that the drummer was of West Indian or perhaps Indian descent so there'll be someone else with dark hair. Lying in the bath, playing with the bubbles an idea came to me and, excited, I wrapped a towel around me, dashed to the bedroom to get the card from my purse. Should I do this? I asked myself. He might just brush you off, he might have pretended to be friendly, not really have meant it but there's only one way to find out. Taking a deep breath, I dialled the number and waited. 'Hello?' 'Could I speak to Jeremy Bingham please?' 'This is he. Who's speaking?' 'Jeremy, this is Liz, Liz Grey?' I waited to hear his reaction, expecting him to give me the cold shoulder or something, but his reaction was typical of the Jeremy I had begun to know that time in the country, where it all began. 'Liz? Is that really you, dear? It's super to hear from you. Have you escaped the Stalag in the wilderness?' I laughed, relieved at the obvious delight in his voice. 'Yes, I'm free and I'm joining the band.' 'Wonderful! I'm sure you'll be a star, dear. It's simply marvellous to hear your voice, I thought I might never see you again,' he added in a wistful voice. Hesitantly, I asked, 'Jeremy, the manager of the band wants me to be more glamorous...' 'I knew it! Would old Miss Sourpuss listen to me? Of course not! I just knew this would happen. I just knew it!' 'Can you help me a little, Jeremy?' 'A little!' he shrieked down the 'phone. 'Dear, we have to do the works!' 'Oh no,' I groaned, 'not the works again.' Jeremy spluttered with laughter. 'It won't be as bad as last time. I really knew this would happen, Liz and I have a few things I was going to use if I could convince Miss Grumpy Bum.' 'You have?' I asked, surprised. 'What kind of...' 'Never you mind. Now, does this band have a uniform?' 'Well, I'm supposed to wear red evening gowns...' 'Red evening gowns,' he said dreamily, 'how deliciously perfect for you, how wonderful. I can just see you in a strapless... you haven't bought them yet, have you?' he asked suspiciously and he was relieved when I said I hadn't. 'Can you come around tomorrow? It will take most of the day, I'm afraid.' 'I suppose so.' 'What will you tell you know who?' I cleared my throat. 'Actually, Jeremy, Angela may be with me. We've become friends and I understand a little more about her. She's not like we thought at all...' 'Are you sure?' he asked dryly. 'I'm sure...' 'I certainly don't trust the snooty bitch, pretending she's the Princess of Wales or something... all that Sloane ranger clobber is just so pass?!' 'Jeremy, she is friendly now and I understand why. She's doing it all for love.' 'Love?' he said suspiciously. 'Yes and I want to help her.' 'Liz, you're an extremely nice woman, that's all I can say.' His words reverberated through me - an extremely nice woman! 'No, I don't think so. Jeremy,' I said slowly, 'I can't afford to pay you a lot...' 'I have most of the stuff, dear and it's my treat. You can pay me in a special way!' A special way? 'Oh... Jeremy... I mean... I don't know...' 'Oh get your mind above your navel, dear!' Jeremy snapped with a laugh. 'I don't do girls. No, I thought you could play for a small dinner party I'm holding tomorrow night in a private room at Bellini's. After hearing you sing, I just know you'll be a hit!' 'Are you sure?' I said doubtfully. 'Of course. You don't have to if you don't want to, and I'll still help you out, it'll be fun!' How could I let him help me and not repay him? 'All right,' I said slowly, 'I'll do it.' 'You will! How gorgeous of you, just a few songs and that's it. I'll see you tomorrow morning at ten?' 'Ten it is,' I said and wrote down the address. 'Jeremy,' I said before I hung up, 'could you be nice to Angela?' 'Nice? I'm always nice.' He laughed again. 'I will, Liz, relax and we'll do the works tomorrow.' 'I'm looking forward to it,' I groaned and he was still laughing when he hung up. I smiled as I hung up and then rushed off to get ready top rehearse. He's such a friend, I realised, so warm and ready to help. I'd better plan what songs I'll do, I thought, for Jeremy's party and practice them as well. I did walk to the rehearsal space, as Angela had been right, it had turned out to be a nice day. Mrs Robinson opened the door herself and smiled at me when I introduced myself. 'How are you dear, Angela told me about you, come in.' She told you about me? 'Thank you, Mrs Robinson,' I said, wondering how to ask her what Angela had exactly told her. 'She said you play jazz piano,' Mrs Robinson volunteered, 'and you need a place to rehearse?' I sighed with relief. 'Yes,' I said as I followed her into a long room with polished boards and a baby grand in the corner. Sunlight streamed in through the long windows that lined one wall and my heels clicked on the bare boards. 'This is lovely.' 'It is nice, isn't it? I hate to ask you, love but could you take your high heels off. They mark the floor.' 'Of course,' I said as I slipped them off, 'sorry, I should have thought...' I suddenly seemed much shorter that she standing there in my stocking feet and she smiled in a motherly way. 'No need to be sorry, dear, it's just that I have young ballet dancers in here to rehearse and the floor has to be smooth.' 'This is awfully kind of you, Mrs Robinson,' I said as I ran my fingers over the baby grand. 'How much will it be to use the room?' She shook her head. 'No charge, dear, I'm happy to help a friend of Angela's. She was my star pupil for many years, the best there was and I think she could have gone all the way if she wanted to.' 'Oh, what happened?' 'Her father didn't want her to be a musician, caused a ruckus and Angela gave in at the end. Does she still play?' 'I haven't heard her,' I said. 'Well,' Mrs Robinson said with a grin, 'it appears your family supports you in whatever you choose to do?' 'Yes,' I said dryly, 'I suppose they do.' She gave me another well-meaning smile as she left the room and I pulled the music sheets from my bag, sat down and ran my fingers over the keys. Nice feel, I thought, feeling the pedals, very nice timbre. I started with 'Rhapsody in Blue', it seemed fitting somehow and then went straight into 'Summertime', 'My Man's Gone Now' and 'I've got a Crush on You.' 'Not bad,' I murmured to myself, 'I seem to have a slightly different touch, must be the fingernails.' In quick succession I played 'I've Got You Under My Skin', 'Embraceable You' and the other songs on the list Heather had handed me. Mrs Robinson bustled in with a tray. 'I made you a spot of tea,' she explained, smiling. 'Oh, you shouldn't have, Mrs Robinson,' I protested. 'I've enjoyed your playing, Miss Grey, you have a wonderful touch, it's a gift.' 'Thank you,' I murmured taking the offered cup from her. 'Do you sing as well?' she asked offering a biscuit and I took one so not to offend her. 'I'm trying to, I have a low register, I think.' 'Perfect for those tunes I think. Can I stay and listen?' I had to play in front of an audience sooner or later, I thought, so why not? 'Of course but I'm not very good,' I shyly added. She nodded as if she didn't believe me and I opened the sheets again so I could see the lyrics. Taking a deep breath, I began 'I've Got You Under My Skin' and began singing. I knew the words and I found I shut my eyes when I sang, lightly stroking the keys and adding shade to the voice. When I finished, I opened my eyes to see Mrs Robinson beaming at me. 'You have an unusual voice, Miss Grey, smoky and husky but, at the same time, very melodic. Can I suggest something?' 'Of course.' 'Sing a little higher in the throat when aiming for higher notes, it will add a wonderful shade.' 'Ok, I'll try it.' I sang it again and she was right, it even sounded ok to my critical ears. 'I see what you mean, thank you so much.' 'Not at all. I have another suggestion,' she said. 'You can tell me I'm an old biddy and to shut up if you like but I think there's a perfect song for you.' 'I welcome your suggestions, Mrs Robinson,' I said quickly. 'What do you suggest?' 'Do you enjoy Billie Holiday?' 'Of course, I think she was fantastic.' Mrs Robinson went to a cupboard and rummaged in it until she produced pages of music. 'Here it is. 'Autumn in New York'. It would be perfect for you.' I looked at the music and began playing it through slowly to get the feel. It is a beautiful song and Billie's singing, quite rightly, immediately impacts most people, but the piano also makes the song a perfect gem. 'That's it,' Mrs Robinson said. 'Sing it.' Taking a deep breath, I began cold with the piano a split-second behind and performed it, becoming lost in it and making sure the phrasing was right. Mrs Robinson began applauding, beaming at me as, blushing, I nodded. 'That was perfect, Miss Grey, your voice adds a different dimension and it's superb.' 'Thank you, you've been a great help. Would you suggest other songs for me?' 'Do you mean it?' she smiled. 'Yes,' I said with a grin, 'but only if you call me Liz.' Mr Robinson laughed. 'And I'm Wendy. Liz,' she said, 'I have some breathing exercises you might want to learn? They'll help you build a stronger voice.' 'Wendy,' I said shyly, 'I need all the help you're willing to give me.' It was late afternoon by the time I finished having under Wendy's watchful eye rehearsed many old songs and some brilliant new ones that she had suggested. The exercise were fantastic and I suddenly felt a lot more confident with the singing especially after Wendy showed me many of the small 'tricks' singers use. I thanked her and walked back, stopping at the shops for some fish and makings for a salad for dinner as well as a bottle of white wine from the off licence. At the florist, I arranged for an extremely nice bunch of flowers to be delivered to Wendy Robinson with the card, - Thank you so much, Liz Grey. Walking back to Angela's townhouse, I hummed 'Autumn in New York' and smiled happily at the world. Angela came in with a bang, dumping her bag on the table, kicking her shoes off and collapsing on the sofa next to me. I had changed into jeans and a top and was sitting on the sofa, my bare feet curled under me, reading a magazine. 'Heather is totally unorganised and that Max is a useless twit,' she announced emphatically. 'But what do you really think?' I joked. She laughed. 'I feel a little sorry for Heather, I think she loves Max, but he's a bit of a shit and treats her badly.' 'Sounds familiar,' I said quietly. 'Yes,' she said solemnly, 'it does,' she said, looking away as she said it. 'Heather and Max are long term.' 'Doesn't sound long term.' 'No, maybe not. Liz,' she said suddenly, 'did you know the British government is funding this tour, paying everyone?' I shook my head. 'They are and the government insisted that everyone in the group be British citizens. Don't expect to be welcomed with open arms, Heather sacked the pianist who was American as well as the clarinet player who was Australian or something.' 'Wonderful,' I said dryly, 'the entire band is going to hate me?' 'They won't once they get to know you, Liz,' she laughed and then began telling me the exact details of the tour. 'We fly to Berlin, transfer to East Berlin and then fly to Prague, train to Budapest and back to East Berlin. Two concerts in Prague and Budapest before going back to East Berlin for the final performance. We'll have Soviet watchdogs with us all the way, I'm afraid, plus someone from the Foreign Office who will be an interpreter.' 'It sounds really exciting. What does Max actually do?' 'I really don't know apart from tuning the pianos.' 'He does what?' 'That's a big worry as everyone takes their instruments except, of course, you, so Max checks the pianos that are in the concert halls. I suppose it's important.' 'It sounds terribly important to me,' I deadpanned, 'but I'm only the humble pianist...' 'Oh alright, it is important!' Angela laughed and then yawned. 'Fancy calling out for a curry or something? I don't have the energy to cook anything.' 'You don't have to,' I said, standing, 'I have it ready. It's fish with a salad. Why don't you get changed and I'll grill the fish, it won't take long.' 'Wow,' Angela said with a grin. 'I won't say no.' The fish was cooking nicely, dressing was on the salad and I was opening the wine when Angela returned. 'This looks great,' she said, taking the glass I gave her, 'what's the occasion?' I shrugged. 'Oh, nothing really... I just felt like it's a beginning or something... I thought it would be nice.' 'It is,' Angela said with a smile. She raised her glass for a toast. 'To friends.' 'To friends,' I echoed and we sipped, smiling. 'Let's eat.' 'This is delicious,' Angela said. 'How did you get on with Mrs Robinson?' 'Wendy is fantastic...' 'Wendy? You call her by her first name?' 'She insisted and...' 'I've never been allowed to call her that,' Angela said with a mock scowl. 'You waltz in and you're on first name basis in a day, you saucy cow!' 'Maybe she thinks that she should have respect from her star pupil!' 'Oh, she said that?' Angela asked in a soft voice. 'Yes, she did,' I said immediately serious. 'Angie, will you tell me why you gave it up?' She nodded. 'One day but not tonight.' She forced a grin. 'I want to hear about you and Wendy!' 'You'll have to wait,' I said with a grin, 'let me tell you something else first.' After I told her about Jeremy and what he planned to do, Angela looked concerned. 'You look nice now, Liz, why do more?' 'Thanks, Angie, I know I look ok, but I look at you and you're so attractive...' 'Me? Get away with you!' 'You know you are, Angie, don't try that on. I look a bit dowdy next to you.' 'I suppose I did tell Jeremy to keep you a little plain,' she said looking away, 'I thought you wouldn't want to draw attention to yourself even though he tried to tell me differently.' I let that one go, not wanting to tell her about Jeremy's I told old sourpuss diatribe. 'And I certainly got the impression that the other members of the band would be glamorous. I also like the idea of looking my best when I perform, can you blame me?' 'No,' Angela grinned, 'who wouldn't like a makeover and a bit of pampering?' 'Will you come with me? We can look for the gowns after that before we go to the dinner party?' Angela frowned. 'I don't know Liz, Jeremy doesn't like me and he thinks...' 'I told Jeremy you were my friend now,' I said firmly, 'he will be nice, so you just have to come. Please?' Angela smiled at last. 'I'd love to. Are you nervous about singing in front of people?' 'I'm terribly nervous, that's why I want you there for support.' 'You were fabulous that night at my father's house, I'm sure you'll be brilliant tomorrow night, especially,' she said with a wink, 'since Wendy has helped you.' 'Saucy bitch,' I laughed. 'She did help me and I've got some great songs now...' At that instant, the telephone rang and Angela answered. I watched the smile slip from her face, her hard official expression returned and as she listened, muttered something and then broke into a huge smile before putting the phone down. 'That was Sean. You know,' she said when she saw my puzzled expression, 'the friend? He rang to tell me, off the record, that the British government have decided to begin negotiations with the Soviets next week.' My heart leapt into my mouth, not only because Edward may be free but because I immediately thought I might miss out on the tour. I felt rather selfish. 'So it could all be over soon?' I slowly asked. 'Not likely, both sides, according to Sean, will jockey for position, one upmanship and all that, so it could still drag on.' Angela sat down. 'If it was over next week, what would you do?' 'Go on the tour still, of course,' I said promptly. 'And so will you.' 'Really?' It was obvious she liked that idea. 'Of course, Angie, it'll be fun, won't it? How did you meet Sean?' 'We grew up next door to each other. He's like a big brother. He's awfully sweet and he's taking a bloody big risk calling me and telling me.' 'He knows you love Edward?' 'Of course, we tell each other everything. He told me he passionately loved Clare Wilson. Of course, he was eleven at the time and I was only nine,' she added and we both laughed. 'Angie,' I asked after a minute, 'why did Edward go to Budapest and why wouldn't the government help him at the beginning?' Angela stared down at the wine in her glass. 'He went to Budapest for a woman, of course, you know Edward,' she said lightly. 'Well, actually, I don't seem to know him at all,' I said dryly and sipped my wine. 'Unfortunately, as the woman was a Soviet agent, instead of a bit of a snog followed by some rumpy-pumpy, he found himself in prison. The government frowns on agents that break rules.' 'I see.' 'But now they're beginning to negotiate at last.' 'So, it seems it will all work out after all.' 'Yes, it does,' Angela said. 'I didn't need to do all those things to...' 'God!' I rolled my eyes dramatically to the ceiling. 'Is this another I'm sorry you got boobies song? I couldn't stand it if it was.' Angela stared at me and then burst in laughter. 'You bitch,' she giggled. 'I should throw this wine at you.' 'Well, aim it at my mouth, it'd be a shame for us to waste it.' Angela giggled. 'I can't believe how so much has changed in such a short time...' 'I can,' I said looking down at my breasts and she laughed again. 'I meant about you and me! We've become really good friends in such a short time.' She stopped herself then looked at me. 'At least I think so,' she said shyly. 'I do to,' I said with a smile. 'Come on, let's clean up.' As we were washing up, Angela asked, 'what did Jeremy say about me?' She'd obviously been thinking about tomorrow. 'Oh nothing much...' 'Liar! I can see it in your face. What did he say?' I kept washing. 'Look, these rubber gloves of yours are too big for me and the hot water has steamed my glasses...' Angela ignored my pathetic attempt at distraction. 'He called me something, didn't he?' 'He might have but that doesn't...' 'What did he call me?' she demanded, flicking me on the bottom with the tea towel. 'Ouch! If you must know, he called you old sourpuss!' 'The nerve of him! I'll show him!' 'Now, don't do anything to him, he's been rather sweet to me.' 'I will be as nice as pie,' Angela smiled sweetly and began putting the dishes away, 'nice as pie. Old sourpuss indeed!' We sat and talked about nothing and everything for the rest of the evening. After the hormone shot, Angela hugged me. 'I love having you here, Liz, I really do.' 'So do I, thanks for helping me out.' 'You know,' Angela began hesitantly, 'when the tour's over, we can make it permanent... you could move in permanently... only if you want to of course. Anyway, think about it.' 'No...' 'No? That was quick,' Angela said with a hurt expression. 'Angie,' I said patiently, 'you didn't let me finish, I was going to say, no, I don't have to think about it, I would love to.' 'Super!' We hugged and said goodnight. I could see Angela was tired and I was myself, although excited about the next day's session with Jeremy. After cleaning my face, lay in bed, staring at the ceiling and trying to remember what my old life was like before I became Elizabeth Grey.

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Sunday night June thanked Autumn profusely by not only licking her pussy but her ass and tits as well. The rest of the week went by without incident. Oh, she did have to crawl to Autumn’s spread legs and thank her but she wasn’t ordered to satisfy her sister’s sexual needs. Not that she wasn’t grateful, but, for some reason, she found herself drawn to Autumn’s pussy and had an almost irresistible urge to kiss it. She began to wonder if she was obsessed with performing lesbian sex. When her...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 25 The Dog Show

June awoke early on Saturday and looked over to her sister’s bed to find it empty. She sat up and recalled the events of last night and how earnestly Autumn had begged her to let her lick her entire body and how her big sister had used her tongue so effectively in all of her orifices. When June was satisfied with Autumn’s performance, she sent her to her bed with orders not to masturbate. June then recalled her earlier talk with Roger and wondered how, and if, she would end this part of her...

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175 Autumn island part 4

175 Autumn island part 4[A quiet finish and a return to our sexual iddle if you want the next stage, just ask and comment]She slept till seven the next day, by then all the last items were aboard, after I woke her with tea, the mattress, bedding and kettle were loaded, she looked around then locked up We set off, dropping the keys in an envelope through the door of the agent before the streets were properly aired, and set off north, me driving the old van, and Autumn smiling now but no...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 26 Small Talk

The house was quiet when June woke on Sunday morning. She sat up and looked over at the clock in her nightstand and saw that it was 6:15. She glanced across the room and saw Autumn still sound asleep. She laid back down and closed her eyes, hoping to fall asleep again. As June laid in bed, she thought about her relationship with her sister and her sister’s new infatuation with being dominated, even to the point of having sex with a dog while others watched. Last night, when Autumn crawled to...

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Autumn in the Forest

“Drunk and stoned. Great.” He muttered under his breath, walking over to the site. When he got up to them, he saw that they were all passed out. “Even better.” He prodded one of the guys with his foot and the guy didn’t even move. He tried with the other two but the same result, he sighed and looked around. He found a cup with what was left of the joints by one of the guys, and he sighed in relief since there was no fire hazard. He looked around to see if anyone else was there and saw...

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Willow Autumn Dakota Elle

Willow, Autumn, Dakota & Elle In on an airport’s pick-up area Willow and Autumn stand with their luggage, as a car pulls up, and Dakota sticks her head out. “Oh, my God!” she squeals, “You’re so grown up!”Behind her, Elle gets out.“Not as much as her!” Willow jokes.“Oh, I know, my baby sister just shot up overnight. She could carry me now!”Elle goes around back, and opens the trunk, and her and Autumn load the luggage in. “Did you just get that cut?” Elle says, referring to Autumn’s short...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 3 The Meeting

June came down the stairs to find her sister sitting on the living room sifting through pictures and her stomach turned with worry. “That was quick.” Autumn said when saw June enter. “Did you bring your panties?” “Yes’.” June uttered as she held them out for Autumn to see. “You’re not wearing any, are you? Lift your dress and show me.” June lifted her dress and held it open.” “What are you doing?” June asked “You can put your dress back down and come sit next to me. I want you to pick...

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Seducing Autumn

Damn rain. It came out of nowhere. Fuck! It's coming down hard. The rain is falling more sideways than down. I'll be soaking wet before I get to the building. I can't wait for it to let up. No fucking umbrella. Fuck my life. Have to hit the clock in 2 minutes. Maybe this plastic bag will at least keep my hair dry. Well Jess, get after it!Oh, my God! Fucking river in the parking lot. Shit! The God damn wind took my plastic bag! I'll be drowned before I get inside! If one person makes fun of me...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 9 A Surprise for June

At the supper table later that Sunday evening the mood was light and June, Autumn and their parents were idling chatting about their day. The parents talked mostly about their plans for the store the next morning while June And Autumn told them about their visit to Roger’s apartment, explaining what a wonderful time they had chatting with him and looking at some of the pictures he took. June couldn’t get over how nice Autumn was towards her and how nice Roger treated them both. Perhaps, she...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 28 The Setup

June opened the front door and walked into the house after school on Thursday. The house was eerily quiet. “Autumn?” She shouted. “I’m upstairs. “ her sister replied. She dropped her purse and books down on the kitchen table and went to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of Coke, poured herself a glass, and sat down at the table. After she took a few sips, she rose and went to the living room, picked up the phone and dialed. “Hello.” Gayle’s voice seemed surprised. “Hello, Gayle. I would...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 30 Another Proposal for June

The phone rang five times before June heard Alice say, “Hello.” “Hello, Alice. This is June. Autumn told me that you wanted me to call you. What’s up?’ “Oh, hi, June. Yes. I called Autumn to ask if she would lend you to me one Friday for an overnight stay. I forgot Autumn saying at the party that she no longer had any control over you.” “That’s correct. Autumn doesn’t control me anymore. That was only for 30 days. What did you want with me?” “I was talking to some other students about...

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Autumn

A couple of years have passed and I began a full time practice of massage. Not all massages were of the special type. Most were straight on the up and up massages for the usual; relaxation, stress relief, minor aches and stiff muscles and just plain feel good massages. But early in my massage career, I did learn of a whole new kind of massage. If you’ve read my ‘beginnings’; it’s the kind of massage that is not mentioned in massage schools. It is the taboo of all Western massage...

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Autumn and Michael

"God, I want to fuck you!” Michael whispered. She glanced down at his nakedness and then felt her body respond. A gush of moisture at first, and then drips of her own juices began flowing out of her. He wasn’t shaved, but was trimmed and his cock was cut, long and thick. It throbbed up and down and then stood straight up nearly touching his navel. He had been completely naked under those track shorts. “Oh my dear God!” she moaned loudly. Michael reached down and grasped his shaft with his right...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 39 Itrsquos Showtime

June arrived home shortly before her parents and Autumn were due. She ran upstairs and showered, shaved her legs and pussy, dried and brushed her hair, put on some make-up, and went downstairs. Only minutes later, her parents and Autumn walked through the door. “My, aren’t we all prettied up tonight,” Autumn said when she saw June sitting at the table. “I take it you’re not dining with us tonight, are you?” “Hopefully, no,” June responded. “I’m waiting for Roger to get home and call me....

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Autumn Falls Twitter 8700 718000

Autumn Falls is a unique pornstar for me. I've watched this big titty Latina rise through the porn industry ever since her first video hit the web. If you know Autumn's work as I do, you might also remember some of her early porn content. This is a Latina with fat fucking titties and a pretty juicy ass. She is into so much and it just deals with her being this young cutie. She knows how to work social media and all these different avenues for her porn.As far as her Twitter goes, Autumn has over...

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Elizabeth To Beth

By Beagle 9690 October 2006 I am a Correction Officer assigned to a maximum-security prison of some notoriety in Western New York. I have lived alone since my wife passed away five years ago. The term insurance that I carried on my wife paid off all debt, and added to my net worth. It did nothing to console my loneliness. My house is a large three-story brick farmhouse. Stately and mature black walnut trees surround it. I also had a large stands of oak and hard maple trees 400 yards...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 14 A Surprise Picnic

June got home early that evening to find Autumn in the living room watching TV alone. “Hi, Autumn. Where’s mom and dad? Working late at the store?” “No. They got home earlier than usual and decided to treat themselves to dinner out and to see a movie afterwards. They asked me if I wanted to go with them, but I didn’t feel like going. I made myself a bowl of soup and settled in here to watch TV.” “Good for them. I can’t remember when the last time they went out to dinner without us kids, or...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 22 A Turnabout

June rushed home from school the next afternoon, hoping to get there before Autumn got home. She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the driveway was empty. She parked the car and ran into the house and went directly to the telephone. She knew the probability of Roger being home was slim, but she would at least be able to leave a message on his answering machine asking him to call her as soon as he got home. Her assumptions were correct, so she left the message then hung up. She went into...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 7 The Photo Shoot Take One

June stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel. As she dried herself off, she couldn’t help but think about the today’s photo session at Roger’s. Would she be able to get through it without bursting into tears? This wasn’t going to be like yesterday’s romp with Roger which was loving and something she liked. No, this was going to be sterile with no loving caresses. To make matters worse, Autumn was going to be there watching the whole thing. She imagined her sitting there with a smug...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 31 The Patient Redeux

Saturday evening, after dinner, June decided to ask her parents for permission to stay overnight on Friday. “Mom, Dad,” she began. “One of my girlfriends asked me to come to a sleep-over this Friday. No boys will be there. Only a few girls are getting together for a little fun before I graduate. Can I go?” June’s father looked at her mother, who nodded in agreement. “Yes, you can go. Behave yourself and try to be home before we leave for the store Saturday.” Her father replied. June...

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Elizabeth To Beth

Authors Note: I quote in part from a review on one of my stories Painting The Rose. The review Stupid is as stupid does 01/20/09 By Anonymous in USA: ‘The sex was minimal, and for the most part, not there. Hence, some might not have liked it for its lack of vicarious luridness. This Story does not contain vicarious luridness. To Anonymous in USA: Thank You! I am a Correction Officer assigned to a maximum-security prison of some notoriety in Western New York. I have lived alone since my wife...

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Elizabeth Bennet Considers

The inquiring reader must, I fear, be informed that this humble offering cannot be understood without some knowledge of Miss Jane Austen's classic novel, Pride & Prejudice. If you have not read that novel, why are you wasting time with my work? Pride & Prejudice is not just a romance; it is the romance in the English language. On the Storiesonline scale, it scores two hundred ... at least. Go read it forthwith! It's available online, if you so desire. If reading gently paced...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 8 The Photo Shoot Take 2

Roger moved the camera and lights in preparation for the next scene then stood at the spot where he wanted June to stand. Once she was in place, he returned to the camera and focused it on her he told her to raise her hands as if they were at a point of his chest. He set the lights where he wanted, looked back at June then unbuttoned the top 3 buttons of his shirt before setting the camera’s timer. Quickly, he moved in front of June and put her hands on the next button, told her to look at...

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Elizabeth 03 The Art Student

The sun was ablaze on the mysterious tropical island, and Jonathan was ambling down the beach admiring the waves. Rocky bluffs on one side, emerald-green water as far as the eye could see on the other, and the sand felt beautifully soft between his toes as he walked alone towards the somewhere he knew but couldn’t quite remember. The sound of the waves rang out in his ears, and he could hear the seagulls crowing overhead as well, only strangely enough they sounded nothing like any bird he had...

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Hard WinterChapter 3 Autumn A Trip into York

We both awoke around six-thirty and we still smelt of sex, I think it turned us both on because she was soon all fours wiggling her arse and demanding, "Fuck me, come on, I'm horny!" We had a fast, furious five minutes of hard sex and we both came again. We then sat up to get our breath and Kelly said quite matter-of-factly, "What else turns you on? Would you fuck my arse, do a threesome with me and another girl? Would you tie me up and fuck me, spank me, piss on me, or me piss on you,...

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Elizabeth 07 Before the Storm

Hindsight is such a very queer mistress. Of this I am reminded again and again in recounting the escapades of my youth and my dear friends in Westfordshire City. Time and again in those wonderful days, I feared a lovely era in my life was over, only to grow stronger and happier in the long term. Had I only known when the era truly was to come to a traumatic, irreversible end, I’d have spent far less of my precious time worrying about such things, and more of it enjoying the precious days we did...

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Elizabeth does home made Porn

I really like having my wife Elizabeth wearing stockings, suspenders and high heels being fucked on her hands and knees, doggy style, by other men and also with other women using a strap-on dildo. I love to watch as Elizabeth gets a right good-old-fashioned shagging and a sexual seeing too! I like to watch Elizabeth getting sexual servicing while she is on her knees and being fucked in front of a large mirror, so that she can watch herself and I enjoying sex together.Recently we met a young...

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Elizabeth Marsdens Liberation

Michael Courtney was in his local supermarket one Friday afternoon. He was only shopping for himself, so he only had a basket, which he was slowly filling up with items that he thought he might need for the weekend. He was 36, and for the last three months since his divorce was finalised, he had been readjusting to the single life, after eight, sometimes good, sometimes tempestuous, years of marriage. He quite liked these minor excursions, two or three times a week, to stock up on essentials...

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Elizabeth Ch 01

The sound of distant cannon fire carried over the southern meadow. Where once there was a sea of grass dotted with dandelions there was now a city of tents. Hundreds of soldiers with musket and sword shuffled about in their yellow coats, leather boots trampling the grass and mud under hardened heel. The eyes of all vacant and defeated. The great castle that rested on the cliff of the northern bay, once a symbol of great pride to the gentle countrymen, was little more than trivial decoration to...

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Elizabeth 01 An Introduction

It was nearing the end of a chilly, but not too forbidding day in Westfordshire City. Elizabeth hurried up the high street, clutching her cloak tightly around her to keep warm as she anticipated the hot mineral bath just a few blocks away. The sun, already barely visible behind the clouds and drizzle of the season, was vanishing behind the long row of old, cold and yet beautiful brick buildings lining the avenue, and a gentle sheet of rain was barely visible in the light of the ornate electric...

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Elizabeth 08 Generations

Every summer that goes by for a decade or more now, I tell myself this is the last bikini season for me, but the following summer I invariably find that it still fits and I still look as presentable as could be expected for my late forties. But even had I been concerned that my prime was finally past as I blossomed forth from Elizabeth and Jonathan’s seaside cottage on that sunny afternoon, I would have surely allowed for one last hurrah of our youth, after all, that was what the holiday was...

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Elizabeth and her Toy Boy

My wife Elizabeth recently had quite a sexy experience. She has been asking me to let her have a sexy 'Fling'. With a younger man, in fact a younger man at least half her age.Elizabeth is a great looking woman. (She is 49 years, young!) So that meant finding a young man not older than say, 24 or 25, but mostly likely Elizabeth was asking me to find her a young man who was around 19, maybe 20 years old. She had this idea in her head and she was determined that she wanted to try it out.I agreed...

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Elizabeth goes Shopping

My name is Billy and my wife Elizabeth. We have always enjoyed having sexy fun together and I have always enjoyed being entertained by my posh wife as she undressed herself for me in the bedroom. I have always enjoyed seeing women in sexy lingerie. In stockings and suspenders, basques and corsets etc. So I have always encouraged Elizabeth to wear stockings and suspenders and erotic lingerie. We have been married for some time now and over years we have had many erotic adventures together. Often...

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Autumn pt 5

“You’ve made one hell of a mess in here.” I looked around; everything was out of the cabinets, true, but I was in the middle of cleaning. I had accidentally knocked over a can of Comet when I was pulling things out, but I was going to clean that up… “I’m sorry Daddy; I’ll clean that up,” I offered. “What do you think that is going to do to the rug?” “I can wash it—I’m sorry.” “I didn’t ask you if you were going to wash it, Autumn; I asked you what you thought that was going to do to the...

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163 AUTUMN ISLAND

163 AUTUMN ISLAND [A SERIES BUT ONLY IF YOU WISH AND ENCOURAGE,]“WELCOME TO WHAT COULD BE, YOUR OWN ISLAND” Dougy the boatman said helping the agent, who was some-what green around the gill`s it must be said, helping me onto the pier from the small and rocking boat, the sun beat down, as the birds undisturbed for perhaps 10 years wheeled and screamed at us miserable intruders, I motioned him to sit for a moment and his colour began to return, he obviously was not a good sailor! I took from the...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 21 A Love Story

June arrived home to find the house was empty, which was very unusual at 4:30 on a Sunday afternoon. Normally, mom would be getting dinner read at this time while dad finished reading the newspaper, and Autumn would be busy setting the table. She yelled, “Hello,” but received no answer. Taking advantage of being alone, she picked up the phone and dialed. It only rang once before being picked up. “Hello.” “Hello, Gayle. It’s June. I only called to say you can take the plug out now and ask if...

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June Autumn and RogerChapter 27 The Pictures

June arrived home for school on Wednesday to find Autumn sitting at the table, looking at some papers in front of her. “Watcha’ doing, sis? I thought you were done with school last week.” June asked as she got herself as Coke from the refrigerator. “I’m just going over the results of my finals.” “Oh, how did you do?” “Good. At least good enough to keep me on the dean’s list. I just hope I can do as well next year. I want to graduate with honors, at least.” “Isn’t that almost...

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Elizabeths Story

Ch. 1The rain drumming steadily on cobbles outside was a pleasant distraction from the throbbing pain.  Elizabeth had lost track of exactly where she was sore.  The pain had long ago turned into a persistent ache that left her stomach churning with nausea, only broken by the periods when one of them would come back to use her.  But the rain was nice. It was different. It reminded her of home and of happier times.Pushing the memories back down, Elizabeth tore her  pale green eyes away from the...

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