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Letters from Sky By Jan S Part 6 © 2008 by Jan S ____________________________________________________ Monday, April 21 (late afternoon) SCREW YOU!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!! You're a total, total ASSHOLE. Totally DIE JUST ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Monday, April 21 (twenty minutes later) It Just Was NOT Like that at ALL, Mike!!! At all, AT ALL!!!!!!! I was there. Daddy did not kick her out with nothing. I was there, Mike. He was at the cabin. She had said she was having ladies in Sunday, and wanted him out of the way, so would he go, but needed me to stay to help set up. And as soon as he left she started throwing things into boxes. And I didn't know why. Everything she wanted she took. The rest was all crud; she said that. And a truck came that morning, and we went straight to that house, and it was already all set up with new stuff, and it's not a borrowed house either, because she had had it painted already like she wanted. And the truck wasn't even full! And she wouldn't let me leave a note, and she got a phone that she could carry around and took it with her so I could never call when she left. And Daddy does not either get "tons" of money from her for me, because he told the judge he wouldn't take it, and the judge said it would go to a special account for when I'm eighteen, but I'll give it to her because I don't want it from her either and told the judge. I was there!! And I said that in court. And he still sends her money. But they kept them separate in the court. That's all the truth. And she didn't get terminated because of "Lies" me and Daddy told either. I got a about seven inch scar, and like a hundred stitches, on the back of my neck from my ear because she tried to cut my hair with a box cutter - that thing you use to scrape stickers from windows. AND it hurt like hell. And that's why she got terminated!!!! And yeah - I broke a window on purpose. But know what, shithead? It was in the bathroom with the shelf thing behind the toilet, because I was locked in with a bookcase and stuff she pilled up, and twisted my ankle from being upstairs and stayed in an alley all night because I thought Daddy hated me too then. And someone saw me, and the cops got me and took me to the hospital, and the doctors testified in the court too. And she had said she thought that Daddy had broke my arm that time we were getting the branch out of the tree, and you know he wasn't even there then. And said that I wouldn't say because I was afraid of him, and she thought he did worse things too!!!! AND the only person in the whole world in my whole life that ever hit me was HER -- and you!! And assholes at school. But not Daddy!!! And you know it. But if you don't believe it, just Just screw it forever. You're an asshole. I was there. AND I hate you fu=orever. Just die!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Because I was there and I was ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Monday, April 21 (almost an hour later) Marsha, I just had a big fight with Michael. You don't believe that stuff he said in his email, do you? I was there. It wasn't that way, Marsha. REALLY!!! Love, Skye ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Monday, April 21 (an hour and a half later) Mike, I'm sorry. I don't hate you or want you to die or anything. But it was different. If you or she wants the piano, I'm sure Dad would let you because we don't have much room anyway. And I hope you don't have to quit college either. Really. The judge said there were accounts for you and Marsha. And I think other money too, but I don't know. She was talking about being able to travel and the things she was gonna get though then. But Mike if you just ask Dad, I think he might help you. I do. I'm sure. Really. I'm really sorry, Mike, real, real. Really. Bye, ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Monday, April 21 (ten minutes later) "K, I apologized to him. But he will probably still hate me. I hope you aren't mad too, because I promised not to talk about that to you. I'm sorry, Marsha, really. I didn't mean to; I won't again. 'K? Please! Love lots, Skye ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Tuesday, April 22nd (afternoon) Hi, Marsh!! Yea!! I'm so happy you aren't mad at me too. I guess Michael still is though, and I can't blame him. He just said some stuff about our piano and some other stuff, and we're not really supposed to talk about it -- right? So I got to go to my rec classes soon. Want to hear about them later, maybe? OK -- I'm glad we're still friends. A LOT!! Many hugs and loves, Skye ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Tuesday, April 22nd (night) Hi, Mars, Uh-uh, I didn't save the letter from Mike. And I don't want to say what I said to him. OK? Yeah, you were right, today was the day Daddy talked to the school district people. But it looks like nothings changed yet. But it might still. And yeah, you were right about those appointments and stuff. They're with a shrink, and that's who the school wants stuff from, plus an old one at home. That's because of about the stuff that happened last fall, and some stupid things I did too. But I'm not crazy, Marsha. Really. OK? OK -- so you want to hear about the rec classes, OK. We got the little bowls all shaped and could scratch designs in them if we wanted, and now they will be fired - that's like cooked to get hard, you know. -- then we paint them next time. Lisa and Wendy said something was wrong, and I told them about the school stuff, rather than the Mike stuff, and now Ms Y. called tonight and has been talking to Daddy a long, long time. So, I guess maybe, she might not think I can babysit now she knows, but I don't know, maybe, -- maybe it is just work things. Zack wasn't at the origami class today. But he called later and asked if I could hang out overnight on Friday, and he's going to tell his mom to call Daddy about it. OK -- Daddy's calling. So I guess he and Ms Y. were talking about me. Bye, Skye ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Wednesday, April 23rd (noon) Hi, Marsh, Daddy told me last night I could stay home from school today if I wanted. So I did. DUH! And also that I'm babysitting on Friday because he and Ms Y are going to dinner. (But it's not like that, he keeps saying. But I think it is becoming "like that". :-))) ) So that's all good stuff, right? Ms Y. doesn't care about me being in the bad classes, I guess, and they still want me around. (And it means he and Ms Y. had lots to talk about besides me too! ;-) ) But it means that I can't stay at Zack's, but Daddy said that he wouldn't want me to do that just now anyway. So I'm at home until I have to go downtown, and this is one of the days that that cleaning lady comes in so I'm kind of stuck in my room. (And she seems kinda mad because I'm in her way.) Anyway, so Marsh, on Sunday Lisa and I had this argument, not mad -- discussion, I guess I mean -- about "Beauty and the Beast" that we had watched. And we were talking about it more at the breakfast. She said the beast just got punished for not feeding the beggar lady, and it was totally unfair to the servant people to get turned to things. And I thought that the beggar lady had come to him because of stuff he did, and that was like treating people like they just were their jobs and as things already, and I guess it's still unfair to turn them into things for real, but they had let him do it to them, so in a way sort of it was fair. Anyway, I've been thinking of that still -- not busy enough at school, I guess (hehe). I think Ms Y. agreed with that but wouldn't really say, and hasn't seen it in a long time. So since you're studying it at college maybe you know. Loves, Skye P.S.: Oh, about the 'e' on my name. Well, this girl -- I think I said about her, in the car pool last Wednesday, that people didn't like, and said things about the way I wore those capris? -- she said, like she was real smart or something, that Sky was a weird name, and that it was dumb because the sky didn't even really exist, but was just an illusion, made up because of what people saw because they couldn't see what was there really. And I told her it was also an island in Scotland (because I'd looked on the internet to see if it could be short for something besides Skylar, and that was all I found, (but Skylar can be a girl, I didn't know that.)), and then the girl in the bathroom said she had been there once and it was real nice. So I'm using that. And it's said the same way. Bye ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Wednesday, April 23rd (night) Hi Marsh, Aw, shucks golly, Mars, you really think I'm cute, huh? Thank you though, :-) Yeah, the kid's hair is not so bad now. So, Daddy took over the camera after I asked to get one; 'cuz his 'puter's got more storage, he said. So you'll be getting pics from him. I think he's going crazy with it though, Marsh, and it's your fault! Did you get a pic of the chicken and rice I made? Or of the bookcases? He thinks he's going to retire and become a great artist now, I think. :-P And NO, no picture of the top or me in the dress, ever, Marsh! Besides I thought we'd get a cheep-o from the drugstore, but Daddy got a pretty serious one and all. I don't think I can use it yet, at least not without the parental hover stoke going on. Anyway, I just wanted to tell you that nothing has happened with the school thing still, but Daddy said he was working on a good plan. Anyway I don't have to go to school tomorrow again, and my doctor talked to Daddy and said that was fine and she would give a note, because the change was stressful to me. So I'm getting metal health days with a real shrink signing off on it. Something for all that time, I guess. And no way; I never told her about the stuff with people thinking I'm a girl. We just talk about school and making friends, and about our mother too. That's all. She is nice, I guess, but it's still new. We got a slip that your package came, but I rode home with Daddy, and we got here too late to get it. You still haven't told me what it is, you know! It was Daddy's turn to clean up the kitchen, but he's ready to watch TV now (more of "Pride and Prejudice"), so bye and laters. Loves. Skye P.S.: I still haven't heard anything back from Michael. Which I can see, but is he really going to quit college? You're not are you? ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Wednesday, April 24th (late night) Mars, Daddy is real, real mad. Not at me or you or anything (maybe mama). I let slip that Michael might quit collage because of money, and he said, "What!" And that he had put money aside for fourteen years, and it couldn't be gone. And that he wouldn't let it happen and legally you're as much his as hers now, and if the law says eighteen is an adult then the law is an ass, and all like that. And something else about some man in Massachusetts. Marsh he was yelling, but not at anyone, and I hardly have ever seen him do that. Have you? But you know it means he is going to help you and Mike with money, don't you? So that is good, huh? He's on his computer now, so I bet you get a letter, and Mike too. Tell Mike to take it, OK. Please!! Love, Skye And that means he did really adopt you, right? She said he wouldn't. So we really are whole sibs, not halves. Right?? ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Thursday, April 25th (morning) Marsh!!!! Geeeezzzzz!!!!! I got the package, but where did you get this stuff!! This is more embarrassing then what Ms Y bought me almost. Marsh, I don't know if I like really need the Nair stuff, you know, or if I can even do that stuff really -- I mean, Marsh, it's like not that big, OK? (I'm saying this?) Who wrote this out for you?? How? Gah, Mars, really???? I tried what it said about the tuck thing but they wouldn't stay or anything, and I haven't tried with the tape, but it -- nvm. Thanks and all, but I don't think I'll be doing that a whole, whole lot, you know? Really - who told you this? Love ya' Skye P.S.: The shirt is nice. I like the butterflies, and yeah, boys would wear that for someone's college because it's a plain color and all. But, Mars that other stuff!?? ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Thursday, April 25th (afternoon) Heys, Lisa, 'Guess I can send you emails now we don't gotta worry about your Mom checking up on it. I'm coming over there for the night again on Friday. Did you know that already? My Dad and your Mom are going out together again. Do you think they like each other? Would that be neat? Or what do you think about it if they do? So anyway, I just wanted to see if there was something special you'd like to do or anything. I could stop by the store and get some cookie supplies if you guys wanted to do that. Or a movie at Blockbuster -- Not "High School Musical II" please!! I like it and all, but you two wear me out. 'Guess I'm too old, huh? I g2g over to my cooking class and make a pie now. So, that's all. Cya tomar. Bye, Sky P.S.: Notice how I never used the word 'sit' or 'baby'. Nice of me, huh? :-P ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Thursday, April 25th (evening) Hi, No -- not at all. It's OK. I was just surprised and stuff, not mad. I mean, thank you and all. It's not like the kind of thing you talk about with sisters and all though, you know? I tried the tape thing, and you're right about hairs. And I got some on the end.... but look anyway. -- nvm, OK? Remember when you said things about what I said when I was real little? I think Ann and Becky might think that too. You know, I knew I was a sissy and all -- I mean, enough people told me, huh? -- But I forgot I'd said that. Did I say it to our mother too? They said that their aunt works with people that want to be a different gender too, and they even know someone that is. And it's all fine with them either way, and that was Saturday. But they were at Chez Amy's on Sunday too, and saw me, so now they're sure. And they came by last night just to tell me. And I can't convince them. OK - so today Zack wouldn't even talk to me in the fishing class. He got real mad and like: "whatever," when I told him I couldn't spend the night last night, so I guess that was why. And he and his partner dude broke one of the rods and just laughed about it and things. But when I was on the way home he hollered and waved. You know, 'cuz he was the first person to be nice here, I guess I should be nice back, I guess. But in cooking we started making pies though, OK? And we just did the dough today, and next week we'll do the filling stuff, but this dough won't be good and the teacher is going to bring in all new. I'm gonna make a quiche tonight so to use mine up. It'll probably take about a dozen eggs though because I'm going to try to do the double yoke thing that maid we had did, and I'll mess up with separating for sure. (What should I do with the extra white parts?) If I'm gonna do that I g2g. Bye, Loves and hugs and kisses too, Skye P.S.: I tried part of the instructions you got from people in that group at school and, instead of tape, used the smallest belt thing from Ms Y., but moved the straps different from what it said, and put pieces -- you know -- and that seems the best so far. But it still isn't so good with those red shorts, I think. (And it's got a strap that goes in my crack too. :-P ) So did you just walk in there and say, ' you do this?' You couldn't!! ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Friday, April 26th (afternoon) Lisa, OK. You like must never look at you email!! You're supposed to look and see what you got, you know? Not wait for people to tell you they sent it. Well, I'm never, never ever writing you again. OK, I'm leaving for your place now. And the first thing I'm going to do is make you look at you mail!!! And I got a surprise for you. Bye, Sky You're not mad or something, are you? ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Saturday, April 27th (night) Hi, Marsh, Sorry I didn't write at all all day yesterday, but I was real, real busy. Daddy said he talked to the school, and I'm officially home schooled now. YEA!! But he said that didn't mean I'm not going to school. :-( And I got to take a Science class on line and a Math class and English too. And I spent all day yesterday doing these test things on the 'puter to see which ones I'll take. Also, I'm gonna have a Math tutor too at nights, and maybe one for writing too. But that sounds better than the other thing, right? I mean, it will be lonely, but I'll learn stuff, not just sit. And I think that's good. So that's what I did all day, then I went to the hospital on the bus and could take a taxi home, and I went over to the babysitting kind of early. As soon as I got there I took an old sundress of yours out of my pack and changed into it, and the kids laughed and giggled, but happy, not teasing. You don't mind do you? I know you said before, but this is different kind of stuff from then, and lots more too. It was the white one, with the just one tie behind the neck and no waist anywhere and the pink and blue tiny, tiny flowers and green vines all over. Do you remember it? I think it was for special occasions for you. But Marsh after testing on line so long, I thought I'd do it. I thought the girls would be happy because I did, you know. And they made me put on some of Lisa's underwear, because they don't like boxers even though you couldn't see them if I sat right. So then I babysat all night. We did badminton ('cuz that's in the back yard, in case someone road by), pizza again, movies (High School Musical II (pant-pant)), popcorn (no cookies). (I wore some of your old PJs too. OK?) No fancy breakfast this time, because they had soccer games. Only thing was that Daddy came to pick up Ms Y., and I guess I thought she would go get him because she has a nicer car. (Yeah, Marsh, she has two just for herself, I guess, the van and a fancy like one -- weird.) But he didn't even say anything. Just chuckled and hugged me and kissed my head on top and told me not to stay out long enough to get sun spots on my shoulders (and I had to explain about freckles to those two brunettes because he said that. I hate them! (not really,)). All just like he would have, and they left. And he was great in his tux, and Ms Y. was fantastic in this long black dress with white on it too, and diamonds in her hair and necklace. And he's been at the dialysis place all day again today, and I still haven't seen him since. I did see Zack today though, and he was nicer again mostly. I went to Lisa's and Wendy's soccer games, and I guess he is on a club team for spring, and he was there and with his team at first, but then later he came over, and he had his jersey off and was parading around, and told me he was going to play CoH and to come on too (but I couldn't), and said come hang at his house for the afternoon tomorrow, so I am. (Daddy asked if it was going to be a group hanging when I called him. :-P , but it's a two person hanging, I think.) Then I went to a movie with all the Youngers after their horse back riding, and I went in a yellow tiered skirt, different from the first one I wore, and a baby-doll that was yours again, but with puffy sleeves and shoulders, and smocked, not bunched for a tit place, and a closed back below the shoulder blades. It's green with little red flowers all over. And then I came home, and Zack isn't still on line. Those other versions of "Beauty and the Beast", you talked 'bout, sound weird, but it's still the same in most stuff, right? Just with sex and violence and stuff. I mean in about Belle beating the curse. Do you think they had kid versions back then, but wrote more of that in when they made books because grown-ups bought them? Anyway, I like the good old Disney version better than the ancient one's, I think. You know another book I've been thinking about too. Remember "The Giver", and how when I read it and said they had got away at the end you were like: "Maybe. Read it again," and I was mad, and when I told you there were sequels that proved it you still said that was because people were upset, but the first book meant to be unclear. I see how it not being known isn't bad now, but I'm still going to think they always got away, because I just don't want the whole world to be like that place, you know? Anyway, it's neat how you can still think about a book years later and still see stuff in it, isn't it. Those are the best ones, when writers don't just plop it all down and think that you can think. I wish I could write like that!! Loves and Kisses and Puppies, Skye P.S.: I don't know what it means either!!! P.P.S.: What did Daddy say to you? He did write you, didn't he?? Has Michael said anything ever? P.P.P.S.: Do you think I could be a writer? I'd rather be a reader but want to eat too!!!! P.P.P.P.S.: Enough of this 'P' silliness!!! Daddy finally got home and I'm going to go see if he wants to watch more of that "P&P" show tonight. (Do you think that Jennifer Ehle was cute? She is a lot sometimes, and I never heard of her anywhere else. And I think Colin Firth is a good actor. (I like his hair. :-P ) I think Lydia is neat, and I like that name too, but she is just such a total dolt!! Bye) ____________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________ Sunday, April 28th (evening) Marsh, I hate him!! Ugh. You know what the creep did, Marsha? I'll get arrested or Daddy will! I went to his house, and he told his mom that we were going to be in his room and leave us alone. And at first we looked at some manga, and at his other toons on CoH and places. But then he said, "Hey look at this stuff." And Marsh, it was a porn sight with ladies in all gross shapes and stuff. And I kind of said, "yuck," but you know, didn't want to put him down because I know lots of boys look at that. Then he had some more with men with like giant things that were worse. And he ask if I wanted to have a come race, and said he and his 'posse' did that. And I said, "No Way!!!" And he put his hand there on me, and I knocked away, and he pulled his pants down and said I could touch his. And it was just right there sticking up right at me. And he said it was just playing, and that I'd like it. And he wasn't, you know, hurting me or something, but still, and when I still said, "no", he said I should go then, and he'd thought that a fag like me would want to do that stuff. And I left, but he'd put my bike in the garage so I walked over to Lisa and Ms Y's for a while then and got a ride. But I didn't tell them anything, just changed the clothes he'd grabbed. And I don't know how I'll get my bike back now. But then the worse part: When I got home there was an email from him, and it said he was sorry and stuff, he didn't mean to scare me. And it had attachments, and they were pictures of him, of him doing things and playing with it, you know? And I sent him an email saying that I'd blocked him out and never send me stuff, but I don't know how to do that. I didn't save those but opened them, Marsh. Will they still be in the computer? That's like child porn!! It's got to be. Will they know? Bye, love, Skye. P.S.: Soon? ____________________________________________________

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Letters

You've only been here a few weeks, just long enough to figure out a few of the basics relative to self-preservation. Your cell, which even now doesn't actually feel as though it's your cell, is the very last one on the edge of "No Man's Land" in the middle of the tier, "the tracks," as They call it, located just before the section of black cells begins. You've been hearing rumors about being grabbed by the Black Inmates, but you feel that you're in less danger as long as you're still...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 17

LETTER XVII You would have been somewhat surprised, my dear Charlie, at the sudden end to my last letter, but it was already unconscionably long. I was tired and had still to tell of the delicious proceedings of that night, so I determined to withhold them for another letter. With this explanation, I shall resume the current of my amorous adventures. I left off after having inserted my bursting prick into the divine bottom-hole of the beautiful youth while dear Mamma, who was similarly...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 20

You may well scold me for my prolonged silence, for it is nearly a month since I sent you what you call the most damnably exciting letter you ever read. The truth is that our repeated orgies, at last, became too much for me. The one I last described inaugurated a series of others, much too repetitious for me to reiterate them over and over again, even if the laziness produced by such excesses had allowed me to sit down and pen a letter long enough to occupy hours in the mere mechanical...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 15

I cut short my last long letter as I was really too tired to write more at the time. Our dinner party was of the gayest. The lovely evening and the softened light of the waning moon, which had only risen as we left, unusually late, from the dinner table, drew us to the terrace, and Sophie and I soon began to wander away from it, with the benevolent intent of favoring Louisa and Tom. We led the way to the nearest summer-house, and left them to their own enjoyment, keeping watch the while to...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 13

The graphic and stimulating account that dear girl Louisa gave me of her encounter with her mother's handsome young page, and the fire of lust that flashed from her eyes as the exciting details flowed from her lips, set me all aflame with such a raging lust (and such an erect and hard cock) that I thought it would burst open my trousers to cool its burning ardor. Louisa, whose eyes were too sharp not to have observed the effect of her lively de***********ion upon me, placed her body between...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 12

Another break in the narrative: Harry resumes his correspondence with Charlie where he joins Louisa's family at breakfast. As you may well imagine, my dear friend, after the wild excesses I had just experienced, I was ready enough to sink into the arms of Morpheus. So just giving a chuckle over the successful start that I had made as a participator in the incestuous joys of this delightful family, I sank into deep a slumber and slept the sleep of the just. We were all late for breakfast the...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 14

While Fred and I were lounging in the delightful shade on the terrace, a neighboring young gentleman, a connection of the family, called to ascertain the particulars of the marriage day. Seeing Fred, he came up to us and stated his errand, and so he and Fred went off to consult with Mamma. I saw dear Louisa looking out from an upper balcony of the house, apparently intensely gazing at some object in the distance. I called to her and she turned for an instant, shaking her hand at me, as much...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 16

LETTER XVI Harry's de***********ion of Louisa's and Tom's departure for their honeymoon is lacking. Her absence is felt. We had a rather silent dinner, the absence of dear Louisa weighing upon us, and we missed the liveliness and wit for which she was distinguished. After coffee we sat down to a quiet game of whist, previous to which Fred had seized the opportunity of our going together to the terrace to tell me that his father had whispered to Sophie that he should sleep with her that...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 11

It may readily be supposed that I was much more inclined to sleep than to be up and active. So I rang my bell and told them to bring me a cup of coffee and a biscuit. Under the pretence of a bilious headache, I begged them also not to disturb me for breakfast, but to make my excuses and request that I might be left in quiet, as I had had a very restless night, which was true enough. So after allaying my exhaustion with a delicious cup of cafe au lait, I sank into the deepest and most...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 10

Having left Louisa's bedroom and crept back to my own. At dawn, I was awakened by soft lips sweetly sucking mine. It was my darling Louisa. 'Harry, my love, you must surely have slept enough we are just going to have luncheon.' 'Indeed, is it so late?' said I returning her embrace. Her hand wandered beneath my clothes and encountered my lordly prick in all its glory. She squeezed it with her soft hand and I pulled her into bed with me, gently pushing her down upon it and lifting up her...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris 07

At last, the day arrived when my beloved Louisa and I were to proceed to her father's house. We had purposely named to all our friends in Paris the day before that on which we were really expected at her home so that we might stay on the road and have one last night of uninterrupted indulgence in our passionate love of each other. We fixed upon the pretty village of Rosny, not far from the Vernon Station, for the place of our last delicious sole enjoyment of our lascivious revels in love's...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 19

The next day, shortly after our arrival at home, Mamma disappeared. We knew it was to enjoy her charming page and to give him her first fruits after her late clearing out. Sophie slyly asked if Fred and I would not like to follow so good an example. After such a challenge, we could not but accept it. So going up to the hut where I had first enjoyed her after her loving Papa had taken precedence, we gratified the dear creature with two double fucks, each enjoying both channels. After which we...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letters 18

I got back to my room without being observed, chuckling over the fact that I was now completely initiated in all the mysteries of the family, and was an accepted participator in all the exquisite excesses of their incestuous intercourse; yet still there wanted the complete enlightenment of both Papa and Mamma as to my relations with both Fred and Sophie. Mamma, who was as capricious as a young beauty of twenty, had taken a fancy to have Fred the following night, and Papa had been so...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letter4

You might well be pleased with my last letter but you have merited your own reprimand. You confess to having read it with too much action of the hand, not expecting any such very racy termination, and that when it came to such delicious mouth-fucking you were obliged to spend all over your dressing-gown. All I can say is don’t do so anymore, but come over to see me, and I will do it for you as you did it for me when we crept into each other’s beds at school. But I have more adventures to...

3 years ago
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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter 09

I was obliged to break off my last letter, as the recollection of those two lovely creatures posing their naked and beautiful forms, all unconscious of a witness to their incestuous proceedings was too exciting for me to continue the de***********ion that day. Now that I am in a cooler mood, I will give you further details of the delicious scenes of which I was an eye-witness. A few minutes passed in mutual admiration of their enchanting forms. Louisa then taking the splendid prick of her...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter 08

I found myself the guest of the most charming and agreeable family. The father was a fine, handsome man of fifty-one years of age. His wife, quite younger to him, was becoming plump. She was, however, evidently in the full force of health and strength, and although somewhat too prominent in bosom and belly, one could see by her remarkably fine arms how firm her flesh was. It was evident also that her arse must be of stupendous proportions. Her step was firm and elastic, her feet small, and...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letter5

A gap in the correspondence occurs here; Louisa has returned and Tom and she are meeting at Harry’s studio I closed my last letter with an intimation that we turned in for a delicious night. It was so in fact. My darling Louisa, like all her sex who have committed infidelity to us, seemed to grow doubly loving and endearing in her caresses. I don’t think we ever enjoyed a more delicious or lengthened fuck than we had after our first endearing embraces. Louisa excelled herself in the...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris letter6

I ended my last letter at a moment of utter prostration from the excess of lubricity I was then describing. Since then dear Louisa has devoted several days to ourselves, as well as three or four to Tom. We managed for her apparently to leave the house, but in reality to slip back into a snug little room. I then got rid of Tom very rapidly, and gratified that dear girl’s letch in fresh fucking her while still awash with all the plenteous streams of sperm that Tom had injected into her. I...

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Letters from Hobson Bend

LETTER FROM HOBSON BENDDear Shoeblossom:I've enjoyed the letters I've read, and I wanted to tell you of my unique relationship with my dominant wife, Beatrix, "Trix" for short.I am Doctor Lionel Lithgow, author of 20 books...University professor of physics... And president of the biggest quantum physics research facility in the Western Hemisphere...But at home I'm just a little  slave-bitch!I met Trixie when my old girlfriend, Ariadne, took me to a Renaissance faire.Most of the event was just...

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Sky

Chapter OneShe liked to use the nickname "Sky "and even though I knew her real name, Sky is what I called her. She was not a full-time prostitute although she did accept money for her services on occasion. We had been introduced by a friend of mine who knew about my sexual preferences and had thought that Sky might be willing to give it a try. That first meeting was two years ago and though we only meet a few times in a year, I like to think that our relationship involves more than just...

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Letters To Santa

Ho! Ho! Ho! Merry Christmas! And welcome to another episode of Letters To Santa, the show where I read letters form viewers like you on the air. Now before I read this weeks letters, I've got some old business to address.  First is the investigation by the authorities about my workshop claiming that it was a sweatshop staffed by children working for little or no pay. Seriously? Staffed by children? I guess they've never seen elves before. Well anyway, that's been resolved. Santa only had to pay...

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The Text Message 2 Sky Opens

After the feverish lovemaking, Jade decided she'd take a long shower to cool off. The only problem was that the feel of the water on her hot skin aroused her to the point that gooseflesh dotted her entire body. Her nipples became extremely erect and her pussy began to moisten as the spray splashed off her chest and ran down between her legs. She never masturbated in the shower, it just wasn't her thing. She preferred the warm confines of her bedroom, laying on her satin sheets and bringing...

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Blaire and Sky

For Blaire and Sky it was another ordinary day, they had skipped off school earlier and went to Blaire’s place before her parents got home. Blaire can still remember the first time she saw Sky, she was absolutely stunned by her beauty, and she had soft brown hair, a petite frame, much like her own, and deep green eyes. She couldn’t even speak; she was too caught up in her eyes. She just kept nodding her head Then Sky shyly said “Ill come by on Thursday, where do you live?” Blaire Stammering now...

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Letters from the Past Pt 02

*** He wrote no more about his life, he hadn’t even told me, ‘his wife,’ or ‘his children’ that he’d writing this letter. I only learned about this after his death, and our solicitor gave me a copy as instructed by him. So let me add my half penny’s worth to his story if I may, not about his earlier life, I wasn’t there for that. But considering the things you read in the paper, or hear on the news about abused children, I must say I was very impressed by the way he turned out. But what I...

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The Choker Club Chronicles Chap 2 Skyler

The Choker Club Chronicles: Skyler.... {Authors note: This is part two in the series and is probably as dark as I will get. There are strong elements of BSDM, submission, humiliation, toying, exhibitionism and anal penetration. Sensitive readers are cautioned to avert their eyes. If you haven't read the first chapter it is recommended you do so now, but this can be read as a stand alone story.} The reality of this afternoon was sinking in slowly as I contemplated the decisions I had made while...

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The Choker Club Chronicles Chap 2 Skyler

The Choker Club Chronicles: Skyler…. {Authors note: This is part two in the series and is probably as dark as I will get. There are strong elements of BSDM, submission, humiliation, toying, exhibitionism and anal penetration. Sensitive readers are cautioned to avert their eyes. If you haven’t read the first chapter it is recommended you do so now, but this can be read as a stand alone story.} The reality of this afternoon was sinking in slowly as I contemplated the decisions I had made while...

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Letters From An Isolated Son To His Indian Mom

Hello, My Dear Readers. This is the second story from me, having the lock-down and quarantine period as a part of the premise. I do have a few more planned and will be publishing them in the coming weeks. The following is the first among the many letters a son sends to his naive Indian mom during his isolation period. He was quarantined in the special ward of a private hospital in Delhi. The letters that had only a very small chance of reaching his mother. They were ones that should have never...

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Letters from the Front Part 1

This story is adapted from the A.R. Gurney play "Love Letters" Letters from the Front Part 1 Deanna Lea (c) 2002 It is 1968 and David Gates has just revealed to his family that as soon as he graduates from Stanford University he will begin living full time as a woman. This journey takes more than four decades to finally come home, again. Included in this cast besides David are his parents Robert and Martha Gates, Ellen Todd-Gates, his wife, and Sharon Gates, his daughter....

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Out of a Clear Blue Sky

Oh, I have slipped the surely bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter silvered wings Sunward I've climbed and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun split clouds and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of from High Flight by John Gillespie Magee Jr. "That's it, Sandy. Just follow me on the controls and get the feel of it this time." The voice came clearly through my headphones and my hands moved to rest lightly on the second stick. No yolk in this one. An old fashioned stick....

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Letters to You

As the night grew later and the red that was seeping into your cheeks began to fade I realized it was never going to happen. So long have I wanted to touch you, to feel you skin that I have moved past longing and ventured into obsession. But tonight isn’t the night I tell you, so I laugh at your jokes and listen to the story of you most resent heartache until I can no longer bare the sound of your voice taunting me. I excuse myself and hide in the bathroom, trying to suppress my impulses and...

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Sky Bri 6100 508000

Twitter is a great place to find all sorts of smut; It has an active NSFW community. You would find porn studios, pornstars, and random tweeps uploading porn.Heck! You can find me on Twitter @porndudecasting. I don't think there is a major porn studio you wouldn't find on Twitter. Everyone is glued all day to social media, which makes it a nice place to jerk off. So, you woke ideologists get to take a break from canceling a celeb to crank one out quickly.You will also find your favorite...

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Skyrim Fanfiction Repost

CHAPTER ONE The guild of Companions had been established by Ysgramor a few hundred years ago and was home to many an honorable warrior from everywhere in Tamriel. They were big in fighting for those who couldn’t fight for themselves and those who were willing to pay them to do something for them within the law of course. They also acted as extra guards for the city of Whiterun as long as the attacks weren’t political or had anything to do with the war. That was why Farkus was outside the...

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Skyrim Fanfiction Pt 2

CHAPTER ONE It had been almost four months since the death of Deino at the dwemer ruins. Since then the Companions had resumed their normal lives going on quests and continuing their training. Even so, Farkus had been waiting for any sign of the vampire woman’s daughter that she had said would be coming. He hadn’t seen her and he had asked question about her whereabouts with a few people that would recognize a new traveler. But there had been nothing so far and that included getting word from...

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Vina Sky 8400 393000

Oh, Vina Sky; you know her name. Listen, if you do not know Vina Sky you need to find this girl. Click on her Twitter link in this review, and check out this beautiful, petite Vietnamese pornstar. Vina is so cute and small with her bubbly booty and perky little titties. She's also quite the nymphomaniac when it comes to sex and capable of squirting pretty well, too. But this isn't just a review where I talk about Vina Sky all day (which I could).A pornstar's social media presence matters so...

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Letters from a Friend in Paris Letter1

During my visit to London for studies where we had an Old Ancestral Home, I stumbled on a family treasure. Apart from money and other things I also found a hump of books, dairies and notes in the treasure which contained classic, Age old, Erotic books, Novels, and Magazines probably collected by my Ancestors. They are all timeless and precious. They are a must read for all erotica lovers. I want to share them on this site, If you will permit it. i am seeking your permission This is One such...

1 year ago
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Sky Gets What She Wants

“Sky?” You hear him calling from the corridor. “Yes?”“Aren't you coming?” he asks with a hint of mischief in his voice.What? No way in hell. There is no way that he is inviting you to shower with him. It’s a prank. It has to be. Or maybe you misunderstood or misheard or something.“Coming where?” you ask, hoping he gives you an answer which counters your low expectations.“To shower with me. Where else?” he asks, almost shocked by the notion that you would want to be anywhere but there.Your mind...

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Letters from a Raven

As she runs her fingers through her slightly damp hair, she adjusts the volume on the radio and begins to sway to the music. Her heart is pounding as the music voices her every feeling,her elations, her pain, and her confusion. Hands trembling she pulls the corkscrew from the drawer and begins to open the chablis that tucks her into a lonely bed every night. She crosses the apartment and briefly gazes out the window at the city all lit up down below, then takes a deep breath while heading to...

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After the Energists Championships Concerts CompletionChapter 43 Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Labatt Mansion, London, Ontario 11:51pm, Friday, December 28, 1979 “Jeezes, Cuda! I can’t believe you tipped that missed shot into the basket like that to win the game,” Tempe excitedly said as she sat in the leather recliner with her injured right leg propped up with a pillow in the main living room of the Labatt’s big mansion. “Even a blind squirrel finds an acorn every now and then,” I laughed as I stood behind my four girlfriends at the entrance to the living room. “That was no luck,...

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Beneath a Starlit Sky

Alright, here I am again. Hopefully this one is better than my last story, which after reviewing it I recognized your complaints. Alright, time for some background info for you non-Elder Scrolls players. The Altmer (or High Elves) are a race that is very good with magic. They are the tallest (males usually average a head taller than males of other races) and longest-living of the playable Elder Scrolls races. The Thalmor is an Elven-supremacy faction that leads the Aldmeri Dominion, one of the...

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Pink Sky

Pink Sky By Wanda C. The teacher didn't like the first grader's drawing. "The sky isn't pink," she said. "Sometimes it is," he explained. "Well, normally it is blue, that's the way it is usually colored." "This sky is pink." "Don't you have a blue crayon?" Wordlessly he held up a crayon, one that was clearly labeled, Sky Blue. "There," she said. "Next time use that one." He nodded. *** "Are you sure you want to wear shorts to go out and play? Won't the...

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