Derby Chapter 3
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“How's little Anna?” Mountain rumbled. “She'll be OK. She's stable. The doctors said she was raped, but there was no semen, so apparently the bastard used a rubber. I guess we can thank him for that; at least she won't get pregnant. They tested her for STD's anyway, and so far that looks negative. They also found a very high blood alcohol level and traces of that damn date rape drug, Rohypnol in her system. But she's going to be OK, at least physically. What's happening...
Edward Pickman Derby's Tale By Legion Many I My name is Edward Derby and I am dead. My body is in the sanatorium at Arkham but I am not there. I was a man of letters and education. I had published a book of poems called Azathoth and Other Horrors in my eighteenth year and it did get much praise. But for a sheltered upbringing I might have been a great man indeed. Alas I was overnurtured and being so coddled as a child and through to adulthood, it was given dominion and...
This is a true event. My wife Becca greeted me at the door after work with a message to immediately call my boss at work. He tried to catch me before I had left for the day. When I returned the call, he advised me I needed to make a trip to Kentucky to resolve some customer issues with new equipment being installed in their factory. Becca began packing my clothes as I took my shower. As I was preparing to leave, I checked the weather, being it we were in the month of December. As figured, a...
I recently spent a very entertaining night in a Derby hotel with a special friend (lets call him "P"). Anyway we had spent the day visiting the local area, when we got back to the room i was feeling very horny. To cut a long story short, P was lying naked on his front on the bed, looking relaxed after having a shower. Now i had the perfect opportunity to give him some serious attention. I too had showered but rather than relaxing i wanted him badly, i started massaging his back all over with...
I recently spent a very entertaining night in a Derby hotel with a special friend (lets call him "P"). Anyway we had spent the day visiting the local area, when we got back to the room i was feeling very horny. To cut a long story short, P was lying naked on his front on the bed, looking relaxed after having a shower. Now i had the perfect opportunity to give him some serious attention. I too had showered but rather than relaxing i wanted him badly, i started massaging his back all over with...
The Roarks owned Kentucky Mountain Chalet Company. The business was focused solely on building Park Model homes - recreational park trailers on a single wheel-mounted chassis. The dwellings were no larger than 400 square feet and met strict national compliance guidelines. They could be towed, placed for long-term use, or permanently placed at a location where an RV or mobile home would be allowed.The Roarks were Danny and Sherry. At one time they were husband and wife. Now, they’d been divorced...
Hanna arrived a few minutes early to Rockefeller Center where she was supposed to meet Jovita. It was Christmas Eve, or as Hanna liked to call it Erev Christmas, and the famous Christmas tree was up in the plaza. Hanna looked at it as she thought about the change in her attitudes over the past year. A year ago, I wouldn’t have looked twice at a Christmas tree. By this time next year, I’ll be Jovita’s wife and we’ll be sure to have a tree in our home. Opposing assimilation into America’s...
Jovita and Hanna sat at a table with a book on Jewish law in front of each of them. Hanna was giving background for the text they were studying, but Jovita’s mind wasn’t focused on the lesson. Her eyes wandered to the stack of artwork in the corner of Hanna’s small apartment. Then they glanced out the window. The autumn weather was inviting, but Jovita was stuck inside learning with Hanna. Hanna touched the back of Jovita’s hand to emphasize a point. ‘So the 613 commandments were given by...
Patrick walked down Broadway along the Columbia University campus. The physical at Columbia Presbyterian was relatively painless. The hospital staff was very professional considering that they were examining his genitalia. When he handed over his sperm sample, the nurse took it casually like it was just a glass of milk. Patrick certainly would not be so nonchalant about bodily functions. He preferred plants. They were much cleaner. Hopefully, the exam would be worth it, and doctors would find...
Jovita got out of her cab at 15th Street and 10th Avenue and paid the driver. After a long day at work, she was going to meet Hanna for a very special evening. The stars above were barely visible thanks to the ambient Manhattan lights, but the beauty of the city buildings more than made up for the light pollution. A scene across the street caught Jovita’s attention. A man dressed in casual clothes leaned against a building on the street corner. As a Hasidic Jew passed buy, the man called out,...
Jovita and Hanna strolled through the Metropolitan Museum of Art to the exhibit on Ancient Egypt. One the way there, Jovita expressed her excitement to Hanna. ‘Today, we’re going to see the history of your ancestors.’ Hanna gently disagreed, ‘My ancestors are Jewish, not Egyptian. The Met doesn’t bother showing Jewish culture, because the Jews never established an empire.’ ‘Well, at least there are Jewish museums to compensate for that omission. We can visit one of those another day,’ Jovita...
Jovita drove down the exit ramp off the Taconic Parkway and on to Route 55. The car she and Hanna had rented for the trip handled well. Hanna sat in the passenger’s seat checking her text messages. One text from her father had good news. ‘My dad says he and mom want us to come to their place for New Years Eve so they can introduce you to the family,’ she reported to Jovita. ‘I knew they would come around in time.’ ‘Count me in,’ Jovita replied as they rode into Poughkeepsie, NY. She glanced at...
The week passed quickly, and Jovita and Hanna were soon enjoying their Saturday together. After a festive Shabbat lunch, they walked hand in hand from Hanna’s Greenwich Village apartment to the National Museum of the American Indian in the Finance District, exchanging pleasantries along the way. Hanna was excited about looking up the indigenous aspect of Jovita’s Puerto Rican heritage, although Jovita did not share this enthusiasm. At the museum, they started with the Infinity of Nations...
Benjamin sat across the table from his father in a Harlem diner. They were eating their weekly Sunday lunch. As usual, Benjamin did his best to parley his father’s question. He normally kept his cool until the desserts, but this week, Benjamin’s frustration started early. ‘Your mother and I are getting old. When are you going to give us grandchildren?’ his father asked. ‘I keep trying, Pops. I breed 2 or 3 men each week, but none of them get pregnant,’ Benjamin replied. ‘Stop using that as...
Hanna approached Saint Peter’s Roman Catholic Church in the Finance District early in the morning on election day. She hesitated in front of the church entrance. The stone carvings of saints and angles that adorned the entrance were foreign to her. Jewish prohibitions against idolatry prevent any similar ornamentation on synagogue walls. As per her tradition, Hanna usually avoided admiring Christian churches, let alone entering them. Now, she was about to attend Catholic mass for the first...
Benjamin walked from his Chelsea apartment to the nearby hotel that was hosting a Halloween fundraiser for LGBT causes. He was dressed like a construction worker, with the sleeves torn off his plaid shirt to expose his muscular arms. A frayed spot in the crotch of his blue jeans drew attention to his package. Once in the hotel and pass the lobby, he showed his ticket before popping his head into the main ballroom to see a crowd of costumed people dancing to techno music. Most of the costumes...
Zac leaned over the rail of the observation deck of the Empire State Building looking north beyond the city. He appreciated the long unobstructed view as only a man who had been behind bars for years could. Benjamin slapped him on the shoulder and said, ‘I just looked at the view from the south side. You can see the Freedom Tower clearly and the ocean beyond that.’ Zac turned towards his new friend. ‘I don’t know which I like better, the distant suburbs or the nearby skyscrapers. New York City...
Patrick was glad to be back home in Montreal. He sat at his computer trying to make sense of the events on his trip to New York City. Googling ‘Chelsea’ brought descriptions of the neighborhood. It was a hotbed of LGBT activity. So that’s what those lesbians were warning me about. Patrick opened the website of the Chelsea Art Museum. It featured a collection of nude paintings. The first had a Rubenesque lady reclining nude on a couch. Patrick’s dick began to awaken. The second piece contained...
Francis hugged Patrick from behind as he stirred the oatmeal. Then she spun around to show off her pants suit. ‘How do I look? I have to take depositions today and I want the opposing council to know I mean business.’ Patrick turned his head to evaluate his wife’s attire. ‘Your outfit is positively unisex. At least take your hair out of that bun.’ ‘It’s the style,’ Francis shrugged. She set the bowls out on the table and sat in her spot by the door to the fire escape. Patrick dished the...
Benjamin drove a rented car to the suburban address that Francis had given her. Kahnawake, Quebec was on the south side of the St. Lawrence River. Row upon row of posh houses with grand lawns created a bucolic setting. This town reminds me of Stepford, Connecticut. I wonder who does the programming here. Benjamin parked on the street in front of the address. A woman was weeding in the garden next door. Benjamin stood by the car watching. A portly man emerged from the house that the garden...
Benjamin took a cab to Dag Hammarskjold Plaza. His father was waiting for him at a table with two breakfast sandwiches. Benjamin paid the cabbie. ‘Keep the change,’ he said to the man as he ran towards his father. ‘Hey Pops’ he greeted his dad. ‘Thanks for meeting me early today.’ ‘Early? You’re late. You said 7 am.’ Benjamin shrugged. ‘Sorry. You know how I am in the morning.’ ‘It’s not how you are in the morning. It’s how you are at night. If you party all night, you won’t be any good in...
Benjamin sat by the Starbucks window sipping his tea and gazing at his laptop screen. Representative Flake’s slide show was on the Washington Post website, and Benjamin was enjoying the natural beauty. There was something particularly sexy about a man who could catch his own food. It screamed independence and self sufficiency. There would be none of the obligatory cuddling and cooing during a night with that stud. Just cock to ass until the job was done. Benjamin’s eyes shifted to the folks...
Francis stroked Patrick’s hand as he pushed the shopping cart by her side. With prices so much lower across the bridge, it made sense to pick up some items on their house hunting trip. Francis picked up a box of extra large condoms and put them in the cart with a wink. ‘Thanks for the complement,’ Patrick responded, ‘but we won’t be needing those until after you deliver.’ Patrick sighed to himself. -When we started trying in May it seemed so simple, – Patrick thought. – Three months later, it...
It was Saturday afternoon near the end of May. Francis was preparing for a night out with her husband, Patrick, and their friends, the Smiths. As she undressed in the master bathroom, she considered her body in the mirror above the sink. She cupped her ample bosom, imagining what they would be like full of milk. She pressed her hand against her stomach and pictured it swollen with pregnancy. Patrick and her had been trying to conceive for a year now with no luck. The doctors said that a...
Benjamin passed by the film set on his way to Mark’s office. The crew was attaching leather straps to the bedposts of a king sized bed. To the side, an actor was getting a temporary tattoo on his buttocks from a makeup artist. Benjamin knocked on the door to Mark’s office. ‘Come in,’ Mark called out. Benjamin entered the office and handed Mark his time sheet. ‘Here are my hours. Remember, I need next week off for my trip to Montreal.’ ‘That’s fine. We’re off for Labor Day anyway. I think we...
Francis fingered the scrollwork above the fireplace in her grandmother’s stately Victorian home. She placed her wine glass on the mantle and sat down by the dying fire. Scattered flames flickered from the warm embers. Holidays at her grandmother’s house were always dull. This year, her husband’s absence made the time pass even more slowly. She hoped that his trip to a New York City fertility clinic would be worth the separation. Footsteps announced company. ‘My, you look pensive,’ said a...
Benjamin carefully stepped towards the back of a rented canoe while Isabella sat on the bow to keep it steady. On the other side of the breakwater and a little bit upstream of the canoe, he could see Lock 7. The water cascaded violently over the dam and down the 27 foot drop. Once Benjamin was seated in the stern, Isabella stood up. The shift in weight elevated the bow, making it easy for Isabella push the canoe out into the water. She hopped in. A few rapid draw strokes from her paddle...
Patrick grunted as his 10 inch cock passed his wife’s cervix. It was 12 days since he was last allowed to ejaculate, and now he was pounding her pussy with a vengeance. Francis hooked her legs around his. Beginning her fertile days with the missionary position had become a bit of a tradition over the summer. So was following the act with breakfast in bed. Francis gazed at the breaking dawn through the window of their humble one bedroom apartment. Patrick quickened his thrusting and leered at...
Benjamin watched the next band set up. It was a brass quartet, the fifth group he saw so far that day. He called Patrick to tell him to hurry. ‘Hi. It’s Benjamin. I’m near stage with the brass quartet. They are about to start. Where are you?’ ‘Hey Benjamin. I’m at the hot dog stand. I can see you from here. I’ll be with you in a minute,’ Patrick replied. Benjamin looked at the row of food carts on the side. He picked out Patrick. Benjamin’s face felt flush. Patrick looked even better than...
Thanks to everyone for reading this series and for providing feedback. This is the final chapter in the series. * Benjamin awoke with a sharp pain pulsing in his temple. One glass of wine should not have given me a hangover. I must be getting old. Footsteps on the stairs sounded like a pile driver. Benjamin turned towards the bottom of the staircase to see who was approaching, but he could not get a good view of it from the living room couch. As he climbed off the couch, he noticed the...
Patrick gazed at his beautiful, naked wife as she spread her legs for him. Kneeling by her side on the bed, he caressed her slim waist. His hands brushed up her side tenderly. Patrick bent down to kiss Francis’s swollen, dark nipples. By this time next year, they would be flowing with milk. She moaned at the feel of his tongue against her left areolas. Oh how he loved igniting her desire until she begged for his member. ‘S’il vous plait, mon amour, j’ai besoin de vous,’ she sighed breathlessly....
A group of young tourists wandered backstage at the Montreal International Jazz Festival performance. The technician rolled his eyes when he saw them. From the look of their designer jeans and hand stitched hemp backpacks, they were Ivy League brats. Benjamin was busy editing the clips from that morning’s interview with the performers. He did not have time for self important canvassers. The leader of the group took a pamphlet from his bag and offered it to Benjamin. ‘We have a website. The...
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“Sorry sir but we only have a single vacancy”. ‘No this could be happening to me, where would we go at this time?’ I thought. “Emma there’s only one room, and I don’t think we will be able to go anywhere in this night, what should I do?” “Take it we’ll stay together.” “Are you sure you will stay with a boy whole night in a room? Aren’t you scared or something?” “Ya! Ya! Very funny! Now make it quick, I’m chilling out here.” “Ma’am we’ll take it, but won’t there be any problem if we stay...
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