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January 6th
By Freddie Clegg
A Short, Festive Story
? Freddie Clegg 2006? Not to be reproduced or reposted without permission.
It was the twelfth day of Christmas??
The Great Detective sat back in his wing back chair. He reached out with the poker and prodded at the remnants of the fire in the grate. A stream of sparks sputtered from the last of the logs and spiralled away up the chimney and out into the night.
He turned to the assembled audience who were stood waiting on his every word. The Inspector was there too, looking on with the same bored expression that always accompanied these affairs. He was tired of turning up to have the whole thing explained to him. He?d have liked to solve a case on his own just for once.
?I expect that you are all wondering why I have brought you here together,? the Great Detective began. The Inspector found it hard not to yawn. The butler looked uncomfortable, he wasn?t wondering at all. He?d been at too many of these things and they had often turned out badly for him. The rest of the group leant forward expectantly. Presumably someone was feigning interest and was, in fact, concerned that their crimes had been detected.
?Now, you may recall this all appears to have started with a very simple robbery at the Garden Centre.? The Great Detective picked up his enormous meerschaum pipe, stuffed the bowl with a large pinch of tobacco, and lit it blowing a stream of blue smoke across the room. ?Why anyone should seek to steal an ornamental fruit tree was a puzzle for the local constabulary especially as it was not a case of simple shop lifting. They were, of course, worried by the violent attack on the young woman working there. She had been seized, bound, gagged and rolled up in a bale of chicken wire. But it was only after the events at the pet shop that Scotland Yard were called in.? He took another suck on his pipe and nodded to the Inspector. ?Who in turn were good enough to consult me.?
?Luckily I had just completed my monograph on ?Varieties Of English Pear Trees And Their Cultivation?. Kew Gardens have been very helpful but it has nevertheless been a challenge. Why would someone steal a plant costing a few pounds at most even if it was a rather good Bartlett? And why did they not steal another? Surely they knew that cross pollination is essential for successful fruiting? My botanical knowledge was however only the starting point; the next stage of this case was to tax my understanding of zoology.?
Sensing that some of his audience were becoming restless he pressed on.
?As I was saying it was after the pet shop robbery that I was called in. The pet shop robbery was particularly disturbing. The three women that were serving there were rounded up and forced into the store room by masked assailants. All three were bound with dog leashes and gagged by having rubber bones tied across their mouths. They were then forced into the cages left vacant by the theft of the stock. Though why anyone should want a partridge, two turtle doves, three French hens, and four calling birds was still a mystery at this stage. Even after the girls were interviewed the police had little to go on, although apparently a man had been in to the shop the previous day enquiring about various sorts of poultry which he had in mind as a Christmas present for his ?true love?. It was that remark that first led me to suspect that there was something obsessive about whoever was involved.?
The Inspector looked at his watch. The Great Detective picked up the glass of port kindly poured for him by the butler. He held it to the light of the fire. It shone with the deep, dark, red of rubies. The sight seemed to trigger his next line of thought. ?Then of course there was the jewellery shop. It is not unusual you may think for jewellery shops to be robbed. Especially at this time of year when there are often so many fine items stocked for gifts. We were very fortunate that Jenson?s Jewellers have a closed circuit television camera system installed. From the tapes we were able to observe the robbery in progress. The interesting thing here, however, is not what was taken but what was not taken!?
The Great Detective flourished his meerschaum but was disappointed by the lack of response of the family and staff.
?Huummph,? he went on. ?What was not taken was most of the stock. The manager, three assistants and two customers were herded into the strong room and three masked individuals then proceeded to ransack the shop. A very careful inventory taken after the robbery revealed that the only things missing were five gold rings. The robbers ignored diamonds, expensive watches and a vast quantity of other jewels. All that they took were these five, very simple golden bands, certainly not of any great value. They could have taken far more valuable items from the necks of the customers.?
The butler leant forward with the decanter of port and refilled the Great Detective?s glass. He nodded his thanks.
?It was after that our attention was directed to the farm. Now as you know Halfpenny Hill Dairy Farm is quite isolated. We think it was that fact that attracted our villains. I interviewed one of the farm hands who saw what happened. His attention was attracted by a great deal of squawking coming from the pen where the farm was keeping some geese in readiness for Christmas. Apparently there were six of them, one the family planned to have for their own Christmas dinner, the others were destined for sale in the village. Our witness saw three men rounding up the geese and putting them into crates. They even gathered up the eggs that the poor creatures had laid, He was about to challenge them when he saw that they were carrying shotguns. Unfortunately he could not get to the house and the telephone otherwise we might have apprehended them in the course of the robbery as their next target proved far from easy.?
?Swans, as you will know, are not the easiest of birds to handle. Coaxing seven of them from off a lake is a challenge at best, although our robbers appeared to have some way of attracting them to shore. Well, what with the honking of the geese and the flapping of the swans, the robbers had to take a great deal of time rounding up the swans and driving them across the farm yard into the back of a truck. It was only after they had succeeded in getting the birds into the truck that two of the men headed off towards the cow shed while the other stayed behind to guard the truck.?
The Great Detective puffed again on his pipe. ?Well, you can imagine our man?s astonishment at what he saw next. Eight girls were marched out of the cow shed at gun point. All of the farm?s milk maids had their hands up and were pushed towards the truck by these villains. They were herded into the truck and driven off. It was only then that the farmhand was able to call us. Unfortunately the police did not succeed in spotting the truck.? The Great Detective looked critically at the Inspector. The Inspector looked embarrassed. ?As a result of confusion over the call, the police thought that the caller had said that eight milk shakes had been stolen. As a result a considerable effort was put into catching and interrogating a number of milk men who were otherwise going about their quite legitimate business. In the confusion our quarry escaped.?
?It was unfortunate that the police failed to intercept this truck as this was just the first of a series of mass abductions. You, Colonel Mustard and you Miss Scarlett were, I understand, at believe, at Bodleigh Hall on the occasion of the next of these crimes.?
?I hope you are not implying that I have any knowledge of this, Sir,? Colonel Mustard bridled. ?Or indeed that my relationship with Miss Scarlett is anything other than one that any doting uncle might have with his young niece.?
Miss Scarlett gave a giggle which did nothing to support the Colonel?s last remark, but the Great Detective ignored the Colonel?s interjection and continued. ?So the good folk at Bodleigh Hall were enjoying their new Year?s eve festivities. Lord and Lady Bodleigh?s ball had attracted most of the county set and there was considerable distress when a group of armed and masked men burst into the ball room. The men were scandalised, the women terrified. Everyone assumed that it was some sort of robbery. The gang forced all the guests to sit on the floor and then made the women get up, strip off their dresses and dance in their underwear. After that the man who appeared to be leading the gang pointed out nine of them. These were tied up and led away. The sobs of the remaining women and the anger of the men gave way to disbelief as the gang forced the men to engage in a game of leapfrog. You must be asking yourself, as we did, what manner of criminals are these? This time the leader pointed to ten of the men and they were taken away at gun point too. But the madness didn?t stop there!?
The Inspector was finding it hard to see where things were going. The Butler was feeling relieved. So far he had an alibi for all of these occurrences.? Perhaps he wouldn?t be led away in handcuffs after all.
?No,? said the Great Detective, ?not at all. Now I must confess to not being a great fan of things Hibernian. It is my belief that the greatest contribution of those from Scotland has been their ability to do interesting things with water, peat, and barley. Their taste in what passes for music, is I feel, questionable. It is a great tradition to have a piper to pipe in the New Year. One piper I feel is defensible, eleven is to my mind excessive, even at a grand affair like the Bodleigh?s. They of course had not realised what was going on in the ball room so when the whole pipe band marched in to be confronted by the guests sitting on the floor with their hand son their heads under the guns of a vicious looking gang of masked thugs they were surprised to say the least. And when the thugs forced them to join the other captives there was a great deal of distress.?
The Reverend Green took a sip of his sherry. ?What I don?t understand is what this has to do with any of us,? he said. ?Why have you brought us all here to listen to this? It?s all very upsetting. To think that these maniacs are at large in the countryside. It?s awful, just awful.?
?There, there, Reverend,? Professor Plum said comfortingly. ?You?ve no need to be upset. I?m sure there is no danger to any of us and I am sure none of us had anything to do with this.?
The Great Detective looked at the two of them for a moment and then went on. ?The interesting thing is,? he said, ?that none of you, except the butler here,? he looked relieved and poured himself a surreptitious glass of sherry, ?have an alibi for any of the crimes. You, Colonel, possess the military mind able to plan crimes like these. You, Miss Scarlett, I know to have the ruthless streak needed to carry them out. You, your reverence, are a man of such sexual ambivalence as to have an interest in abducting both men and women, not to say swans. Plum, you are obsessed with the Reverend here; you could have committed these crimes to demonstrate your love for him. Mrs White here has the knowledge of both gardening and poultry needed for some of the robberies and you Mrs Peacock would be well able to recruit a gang of thugs given your contacts with the underworld. In short any or all of you have the opportunity and the means to commit these offences. So we are just left with the question?..?
The Great Detective?s monologue was interrupted by the ringing of the telephone. The butler crossed the lounge to where it stood on a small table and picked up the receiver. ?Cobleigh 264,? he said, ?Arlington Grange.? There was a pause. ?I see,? he said. ?Yes. Yes, Very well. I see. Yes. I?ll tell him.? The butler replaced the handset and turned to face the assembled group. The Great Detective and the Inspector looked at him quizzically.
?Well,? said the Inspector.
?It was the police station, Sir. Your Sergeant, I believe. He had a message for you.?
?Well spit it out man,? the Inspector demanded.
?He?s just had the most extraordinary thing happen. You?ll remember that there was a steel band giving a concert in the Town Hall this afternoon? Apparently they were in full flow when masked men burst in and forced them out of the Town Hall and into a truck. All twelve of them, driven away just like that.?
?Good grief,? said the Inspector. ?When did this happen??
?About fifteen minutes ago, Sir. So, you see, no one here could have had anything to do with it.????????? ???
The Inspector turned to the Great Detective. ?Well,? he said, ?that seems to put the tin lid on your theories at any rate.? ????????????
The Great Detective took a deep draft to empty his glass of port. He put it down carefully on the mantle shelf. He knocked his pipe out into the fireplace, refilled it slowly, lit it and puffed it thoughtfully. He looked around at the faces of the assembled group, taking in their looks of studied anticipation.
He drew himself up to his full height before picking up his Inverness cape and trademark deer-stalker hat. He puffed again for a few moments on his pipe and looked around with the distracted air of man who thinks he may have brought a violin with him but could not for the life of him remember what he had done with it.
??Well,? said the Great Detective, ?I?m buggered if I know who did it, but one thing is certain. They must have a really attractive girlfriend.?
++++ The End. ++++
? Freddie Clegg 2006? Not to be reproduced or reposted without permission. [email protected]
Download PDF copies of my other stories at my Yahoo Group :
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freddies_tales/
January 6th
By Freddie Clegg
A Short, Festive Story
? Freddie Clegg 2006? Not to be reproduced or reposted
without permission.
It was the twelfth day of Christmas??
The Great Detective sat back in his wing back chair.
He reached out with the poker and prodded at the remnants of the fire in the
grate. A stream of sparks sputtered from the last of the logs and spiralled
away up the chimney and out into the night.
He turned to the assembled audience who were
stood waiting on his every word. The Inspector was there too, looking on with
the same bored expression that always accompanied these affairs. He was tired
of turning up to have the whole thing explained to him. He?d have liked to
solve a case on his own just for once.
?I expect that you are all wondering why I have
brought you here together,? the Great Detective began. The Inspector found it
hard not to yawn. The butler looked uncomfortable, he wasn?t wondering at all.
He?d been at too many of these things and they had often turned out badly for
him. The rest of the group leant forward expectantly. Presumably someone was
feigning interest and was, in fact, concerned that their crimes had been
detected.
?Now, you may recall this all appears to have
started with a very simple robbery at the Garden Centre.? The Great Detective
picked up his enormous meerschaum pipe, stuffed the bowl with a large pinch of
tobacco, and lit it blowing a stream of blue smoke across the room. ?Why anyone
should seek to steal an ornamental fruit tree was a puzzle for the local
constabulary especially as it was not a case of simple shop lifting. They were,
of course, worried by the violent attack on the young woman working there. She
had been seized, bound, gagged and rolled up in a bale of chicken wire. But it
was only after the events at the pet shop that Scotland Yard were called in.?
He took another suck on his pipe and nodded to the Inspector. ?Who in turn were
good enough to consult me.?
?Luckily I had just completed my monograph on
?Varieties Of English Pear Trees And Their
Cultivation?.
Sensing that some of his audience were becoming
restless he pressed on.
?As I was saying it was after the pet shop
robbery that I was called in. The pet shop robbery was particularly disturbing.
The three women that were serving there were rounded up and forced into the
store room by masked assailants. All three were bound with dog leashes and
gagged by having rubber bones tied across their mouths. They were then forced
into the cages left vacant by the theft of the stock. Though why anyone should
want a partridge, two turtle doves, three French hens, and four calling birds
was still a mystery at this stage. Even after the girls were interviewed the
police had little to go on, although apparently a man had been in to the shop
the previous day enquiring about various sorts of poultry which he had in mind
as a Christmas present for his ?true love?. It was that remark that first led
me to suspect that there was something obsessive about whoever was involved.?
The Inspector looked at his watch. The Great
Detective picked up the glass of port kindly poured for him by the butler. He
held it to the light of the fire. It shone with the deep, dark, red of rubies.
The sight seemed to trigger his next line of thought. ?Then of course there was
the jewellery shop. It is not unusual you may think for jewellery shops to be
robbed. Especially at this time of year when there are often so many fine items
stocked for gifts. We were very fortunate that Jenson?s Jewellers have a closed
circuit television camera system installed. From the tapes we were able to
observe the robbery in progress. The interesting thing here, however, is not
what was taken but what was not taken!?
The Great Detective flourished his meerschaum
but was disappointed by the lack of response of the family and staff.
?Huummph,? he went
on. ?What was not taken was most of the stock. The manager, three assistants
and two customers were herded into the strong room and three masked individuals
then proceeded to ransack the shop. A very careful inventory taken after the
robbery revealed that the only things missing were five gold rings. The robbers
ignored diamonds, expensive watches and a vast quantity of other jewels. All
that they took were these five, very simple golden bands, certainly not of any
great value. They could have taken far more valuable items from the necks of
the customers.?
The butler leant forward with the decanter of
port and refilled the Great Detective?s glass. He nodded his thanks.
?It was after that our attention was directed to
the farm. Now as you know Halfpenny Hill Dairy Farm is quite isolated. We think
it was that fact that attracted our villains. I interviewed one of the farm
hands who saw what happened. His attention was attracted by a great deal of
squawking coming from the pen where the farm was keeping some geese in readiness
for Christmas. Apparently there were six of them, one the family planned to
have for their own Christmas dinner, the others were
destined for sale in the village. Our witness saw three men rounding up the
geese and putting them into crates. They even gathered up the eggs that the
poor creatures had laid, He was about to challenge them when he saw that they
were carrying shotguns. Unfortunately he could not get to the house and the
telephone otherwise we might have apprehended them in the course of the robbery
as their next target proved far from easy.?
?Swans, as you will know, are not the easiest
of birds to handle. Coaxing seven of them from off a lake is a challenge at
best, although our robbers appeared to have some way of attracting them to
shore. Well, what with the honking of the geese and the flapping of the swans,
the robbers had to take a great deal of time rounding up the swans and driving
them across the farm yard into the back of a truck. It was only after they had
succeeded in getting the birds into the truck that two of the men headed off
towards the cow shed while the other stayed behind to guard the truck.?
The Great Detective puffed again on his pipe.
?Well, you can imagine our man?s astonishment at what he saw next. Eight girls
were marched out of the cow shed at gun point. All of the farm?s milk maids had
their hands up and were pushed towards the truck by these villains. They were
herded into the truck and driven off. It was only then that the farmhand was
able to call us. Unfortunately the police did not succeed in spotting the
truck.? The Great Detective looked critically at the Inspector. The Inspector
looked embarrassed. ?As a result of confusion over the call, the police thought
that the caller had said that eight milk shakes had been stolen. As a result a
considerable effort was put into catching and interrogating a number of milk
men who were otherwise going about their quite legitimate business. In the
confusion our quarry escaped.?
?It was unfortunate that the police failed to
intercept this truck as this was just the first of a series of mass abductions.
You, Colonel Mustard and you Miss Scarlett were, I understand,
at believe, at Bodleigh Hall on the occasion of the
next of these crimes.?
?I hope you are not implying that I have any
knowledge of this, Sir,? Colonel Mustard bridled. ?Or indeed
that my relationship with Miss Scarlett is anything other than one that any
doting uncle might have with his young niece.?
Miss Scarlett gave a giggle which did nothing
to support the Colonel?s last remark, but the Great Detective ignored the
Colonel?s interjection and continued. ?So the good folk at Bodleigh
Hall were enjoying their new Year?s eve festivities. Lord and Lady Bodleigh?s ball had attracted most of the county set and
there was considerable distress when a group of armed and masked men burst into
the ball room. The men were scandalised, the women terrified. Everyone assumed
that it was some sort of robbery. The gang forced all the guests to sit on the
floor and then made the women get up, strip off their dresses and dance in
their underwear. After that the man who appeared to be leading the gang pointed
out nine of them. These were tied up and led away. The sobs of the remaining
women and the anger of the men gave way to disbelief as the gang forced the men
to engage in a game of leapfrog. You must be asking yourself, as we did, what
manner of criminals are these? This time the leader pointed to ten of the men
and they were taken away at gun point too. But the madness didn?t stop there!?
The Inspector was finding it hard to see where
things were going. The
?No,? said the Great Detective, ?not at all.
Now I must confess to not being a great fan of things Hibernian. It is my
belief that the greatest contribution of those from
The Reverend Green took a sip of his sherry.
?What I don?t understand is what this has to do with any of us,? he said. ?Why
have you brought us all here to listen to this? It?s all very upsetting. To think that these maniacs are at large in the countryside.
It?s awful, just awful.?
?There, there, Reverend,? Professor Plum said
comfortingly. ?You?ve no need to be upset. I?m sure there is no danger to any
of us and I am sure none of us had anything to do with this.?
The Great Detective looked at the two of them
for a moment and then went on. ?The interesting thing is,? he said, ?that none
of you, except the butler here,? he looked relieved and poured himself a
surreptitious glass of sherry, ?have an alibi for any of the crimes. You,
Colonel, possess the military mind able to plan crimes like these. You, Miss
Scarlett, I know to have the ruthless streak needed to carry them out. You,
your reverence, are a man of such sexual ambivalence as to have an interest in
abducting both men and women, not to say swans. Plum, you are obsessed with the
Reverend here; you could have committed these crimes to demonstrate your love
for him. Mrs White here has the knowledge of both gardening and poultry needed
for some of the robberies and you Mrs Peacock would be well able to recruit a
gang of thugs given your contacts with the underworld. In short any or all of
you have the opportunity and the means to commit these offences. So we are just
left with the question?..?
The Great Detective?s monologue was interrupted
by the ringing of the telephone. The butler crossed the lounge to where it
stood on a small table and picked up the receiver. ?Cobleigh
264,? he said, ?Arlington Grange.? There was a pause. ?I see,? he said. ?Yes.
Yes, Very well. I see. Yes. I?ll tell him.? The butler replaced the handset and
turned to face the assembled group. The Great Detective and the Inspector
looked at him quizzically.
?Well,? said the Inspector.
?It was the police station, Sir. Your Sergeant, I believe. He had a message for you.?
?Well spit it out man,? the Inspector demanded.
?He?s just had the most extraordinary thing
happen. You?ll remember that there was a steel band giving a concert in the
Town Hall this afternoon? Apparently they were in full flow when masked men
burst in and forced them out of the Town Hall and into a truck. All twelve of
them, driven away just like that.?
?Good grief,? said the Inspector. ?When did
this happen??
?About fifteen minutes ago, Sir. So, you see,
no one here could have had anything to do with it.????????? ???
The Inspector turned to the Great Detective.
?Well,? he said, ?that seems to put the tin lid on your theories at any rate.? ????????????
The Great Detective took a deep draft to empty
his glass of port. He put it down carefully on the mantle shelf. He knocked his
pipe out into the fireplace, refilled it slowly, lit it and puffed it
thoughtfully. He looked around at the faces of the assembled group, taking in
their looks of studied anticipation.
He drew himself up to his full height before
picking up his
??Well,?
said the Great Detective, ?I?m buggered if I know who did it, but one thing is
certain. They must have a really attractive girlfriend.?
++++ The End. ++++
? Freddie Clegg 2006? Not to be reproduced or reposted
without permission. [email protected]
Download PDF copies of my other stories at my Yahoo Group
:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/freddies_tales/
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AUTHOR'S NOTES: this article is based on real people and on real events. My contact with this family is in fact professional: they are part of a group of families that are taking part in a development project that my university is assisting in. indeed, I struggled with wither or not I should write this for FM at all. I have changed the names of all individuals, avoided the use of any last names, and used letter codes to refer to public individuals. All of this was done solely to...
Teenage LesbiansBy Doria LyonsChapter 5Riding back down through the canyon in Jim's jeep, the girls chatted about the events of the day. As Jim concentrated on the road, straining to see through the darkness and fog, he smiled at the delightful chatter of the ladies."Oh, look," Jan shouted, jumping up and down in the back. "What is it?" she questioned Jim."A coyote!" he said, taking his eyes off the road for a split second."I've never seen a coyote before. Do you see them often up here?" Sue...
Sunday Morning Sunday morning. Didn't want to get out of bed, but I knew I had to. I worked night shift last night and my head ached. Pretty sure I would have to work my second job today. Night shift at the mill, and part-time at a salon, of all things. But work was work, and I needed the money bad. Owed a lot of money, plus trying to get my little brother through school. Phone rang at 10:30. Caller ID said it John, the salon owner. I answered. John told me come in at 12:30. I have a customer...
ReluctanceI looked across at Lucy, her head drooped onto her chest, she was pissed and it showed, no wonder the guy next to her had a smile on his face, I could make out his hand was busy under the table and his wife, who was also worse for wear with booze, was oblivious of her husbands meanderings with the drunk teenager beside him.I also had to contend with the middle-aged Casanova beside me. He too was too far gone to appreciate the nubile nymphet by his side. I sat with his fat paw on my inner mid...
I still remember it after all these years as if it was yesterday. We were both half way through our eighteenth year, our last year in school. She was in my class at school, quiet, average pretty with dark hair down to her shoulders and a good figure. The only thing I’ve forgotten is her name.I was walking across the park on my way back from school when I saw her ahead of me and caught up with her, not deliberately, I was just walking faster. She was in her school uniform: white blouse, necktie,...
I nearly forgot a few great flashes while I was on my work trip. One in particular was a pretty decent looking woman that I said hi to as she approached. Then I asked her if she had ever watched a guy jerk off before. She calmly said no and got in her car. There were a few other good ones during the trip. I was pretty much jacking off in public when I was not at work. The last one was where I made another huge mistake. It was the last chance to get a good one. I was going to fly home the next...
Well he just turned fourteen. Why?” “Well has he started fucking you too? I could guarantee you another matching check if they’re both up to tag teaming you. Both boys. One session. Maybe another hour.” I asked Craig if there was enough money to get the necessary gear for the team with the check laying on my clothes and what there was already in the back. He said close but not quite. Maybe another three or four hundred dollars would be more than enough for everything on the coach’s...
Continued from 5(a)……. After getting an arrest warrant for ravi’s father pramod kumar, I went with a unit to arrest him. Some other such gov. Officials were also apprehended. There were too many people gathered at his residence. Reporters, officials etc. I went in and arrested pramod kumar. I had come up with some other arrest warrants as well. One for ravi. He was once charged for molesting a girl but had got away due to his dad’s influence. So it was my best chance for payback. Then I noticed...
Gary Menlos scanned the rehearsal room from his usual back corner spot. "Mark," he said, nodding his head at the principal cello player. "Go ahead. Take it from the beginning." Mark set his cello aside and walked up to the podium with his baton. Gary waited as Mark flipped the score back to the first page. He looked around again, surprised at the turnout. A number of string players had shown up for the practice orchestra. He had hinted yet again, at the last full orchestra rehearsal,...
Laura blinked drowsily as she came awake. She yawned and stretched, enjoying the warmth of the sun on her supple body. She loved the Cavanaughs' pool and stately house, a house so big that it was almost a mansion. When Mrs. Cavanaugh had asked Laura to stay there for the weekend to watch over her son, Bobby, while she went with her husband on a business trip, Laura had readily agreed. The doorbell chimed, barely audible out by the pool. She wondered if that had been what had woken her...
When my girlfriend Han and I started living together we struggled to make ends meet. We lived in Montreal, a city with a lot of character, but low on economic opportunities. On the upside, at least rents were cheap. I was a student with a part-time job, supplemented with student loans. Han had dropped out but still hadn’t found full-time work. One day sitting around reading the paper I spotted an ad that perked my curiosity. At the time I liked reading personals in the local paper. Before...
ThreesomesMemphis, Tennessee When they landed, a car from the local field office met them on the tarmac. The way Crawford started with the agent waiting at the car without prelude, suggested to Taylor that he’d either coordinated with this man ahead of time or knew him already. “Where are we?” “We’ve picked up the car, and the locals have three cars on a rotating tail. As soon as you give the word, locals will affect the traffic stop.” “I want to be on hand before that happens.” “We should get...
The sun is high in the sky as you clean out the barn.you decide to take a break and eat some food and drink some water. You slowly stretch as you continue to clean, you hear footsteps behind you.
We ran up to her bedroom, tearing off each other’s rain-soaked clothes on the way. Olivia stopped me in the hallway, dropping to her knees so she could eat me. Her wild tongue swept across my wet flesh, circling against my clit. My fingers clutched her hair as my hips bucked against her face. She laughed when I moaned, and the sensation vibrated against me. I needed more. “Bed. Let’s get to bed,” I forced out. She stood up smirking and wiped her mouth in a deliciously dirty way. I followed...
I walks out of the office with a wide smile on my face, finally I manages to reach the starting line and the item I am holding between my thumb and index finger is the proof. Then item is a totally unassuming white card… at the first glance, that is. In actuality, this item is most likely the most valuable thing I have in my current possession. This… is an adventurer identification card, culmination of magic and alchemy which is damn near impossible to forger. On it, one can read my full...
MORE foreplay. With the starting point changed, she slid her fingertips to her neck and prepared to restart the first scene. She clapped her hands and as the director gave the command. “ACTION!” Her eyes narrowed, she set her lips again to start the daydream, but then her mouth immediately twisted, she knit her eyebrows together, and her stare hardened reflecting her disapproval of that choice. Not nearly early enough! Frustrated, she restarted her fantasy with Bill kissing her softly on...
Virginity Lost My name is Simon and in a series of stories I am going to tell the story of my unusual sex life. In this first instalment I will describe how I lost my virginity and was set on a course which has led to many sexual adventures. This story starts just over 40 years ago when I was 16 and a 5th form student at High School. I was a big lad, 6 foot 1 and with a solid build. I already had a place in the school's 1st 15 Rugby team, something normally only open to 6th formers. However...
TabooPost-Sea Saga Part II Note: this is a continuation of the author's series on the adventures of a couple deeply in love, who explore together the delights of D/s, with him as the eagerly willing submissive to her exquisite and loving Dominant. Currently, they are in the process of turning him into a humiliated sissy cuckold. "Clean me, little pussy," my wife commanded, and I moved between her legs, licking and swallowing the juices that coated her pussy as well the remnants of my...
Thursday had come and it was the last day of my vacation. On Saturday, I'd be packing up camp and hiking out, but the trip was far from over. Normally I went on vacation to get some solitude, but this time I found myself with lot's of company and I liked the change. Melody, Stacy and Suzanne from the Charter Boarding School for girls had indicated that they had been watching me bathe and jack off for four years of summer camp. Tuesday they came to get an education on the "male body"...
BY: JIWJIW11 CHAPTER 3 TITLE - Gorgeous Broads, Girl-On-Girl Incest & Sudden Changes A. – Waking Up Ravished / Just Like The Good Old Days: The next morning Cindy was awakened by the sound of her husband Bill taking a shower. She lay there for a couple of minutes, with her eyes closed, trying to get her bearings. She was so groggy that she felt like she’d been drugged. It seemed like she had a terrific hangover, but without the headache. Memories of last...
"If you were grinning any harder, you'd hurt yourself," Tami said as I slipped into the seat beside her. "Nothing wrong with being in a good mood," I said defensively, but my grin didn't slip. I checked the whiteboard in the front of the room, but Mr. Walker hadn't written anything, so it was business as usual. Tami looked at me suspiciously. "What are you working on?" "Nothing exciting. Just the grades list." The school paper printed a list of everyone with a three point or...
Welcome back, guys. Please read my previous stories before continuing with this one, this is the last part of this series. After our wonderful morning session, I was happy with Karan’s decision to stay back for the rest of the day and skip the office. But, somewhere in my mind, I was feeling a little guilty also with whatever happened in the last couple of hours. I could not believe that I had sex with my neighbour. Anyways, it was 10 am in the morning. I was lying nude in his arms, thinking...
A Young Woman’s Perspective!By Wolf SpiritJill entered the library through the main entrance of the university library dressed in a black mini, tight white t-shirt and six- inch red spiked heels. Her outfit had the desired effect on the young men. She saw heads turn and mouths drop as she glided across the floor to her workstation. Jill bent over at the waist exposing her rounded ass for the young men who now clamored over their workstations to get a view up her skirt. One particularly handsome...
Group SexMy name is Aaron, and I'm happily married to my high school sweetheart. We're an average couple in an average town. Which is why what happened a few weeks ago is so crazy. Lets backup a little bit.When I was young my parents divorced. My dad was a deadbeat and an alcoholic and one day mom decided she couldn't stand him anymore. She sat my brother and I down and told us we could stay with dad or leave with her. That day changed my life forever, because my brother decided to stay. He...
Leila had fooled me she pretended to be this sweet wonderful girl but I found out later just what a lying bitch she was I caught her cheating on me and the way I caught her grossed me out to no end we went to bed one night after I had bought her a lavish dinner and when I went to eat her pussy my mouth became full of cum there was no way that the cum I had left in her last week was still there I spit it out on her belly and got up and said "What the fuck Leila your pussy is full of another mans...
Sexy Sue from YorkChapter 3 Putting the Office Gossip’s Mouth to Better Use.Precis of chapter 2. Sue, a 30 year old white I.T Assistant has been blackmailed by her black boss into posing for more sexy photographs, this time in a public area. The threat of further, even more public, exposure leads her to agree to let him fuck her again. But Rob is not satisfied!After Sue had capitulated so easily to his demands, and had subsequently agreed to let him fuck her, this time in her house, Rob...
Please read these stories before reading this Delhi Trip 1 – mein Peon ne ki chudai Delhi Trip 2 – clients aur waiters ke saat Delhi Trip 3 – Peon aur clients ne Choda Deepak, Mustafa, amrit aur sumer drinks lete rahe, beech beech mein unme se koi ek aata mere boobs, lips, choot aur baki sarir ko kiss karta, chusta, chat ta apne lund ko mere body ke part se ragadta aur phir ja kar dinks karne lagta, is si tarah 2 ghante nikal gaye, meri ankhen nind se bojhil hone lagi thi, to meine unko kaha,...
I was 18 when it happened.I went over to my friends house we started getting comfy on his couch. I was nervous it was the first time i had been alone with a black guy and damn was he fine. I saw he had tattoos and i asked him to show me he took off his shirt and i put my hands on his body feeling him all over tracing every tattoo. I then traced around his pants line and smiled. I licked him from his hip to the other one. he led me up stairs to his room.We sat on his bed and started making out...
In the shower, voluptuous star Angela White soaps her massive, natural tits and big butt. She mashes wet, naked curves into the glass. Angela slathers herself in oil and masturbates. She and star stud Michael Stefano share French kissing, copiously lubricated boob play and a standing pussy fuck. Angela sits on his big cock, her greased, glistening assets rollin’ and tumblin’. Lubed soles and toes stroke Michael’s meat; he sucks her toes and smashes his face in her feet. They...
xmoviesforyouI sat in front of my computer and started surfing transgendered sites when I came across an article on psychiatrists specializing in cross-dressers, transvestites, and transsexuals. Some of their treatments included a psychological evaluation, hormone therapy, group sessions, and preoperative assistance. The mail order hormones I was taking were having some positive effects, but I read there were better and safer hormone medicines available by prescription. also really wanted to get some breast...
CrossdressingThere I was sitting in my favorite hole in the wall coffee shop scanning the sports section. I was not on duty today but I visited this place daily. I was as much a fixture here as the worn table that I was sitting at. I see Mindy walking over and am sure that she has some quick witted comment ready for me. She always seems to know when my guard is down and catches me totally in a defenseless position, always springing it on me at a total random moment. “Why hello officer Mercer will it be...
The Third Session. ‘Can I see it?’ ‘No.’ ‘Come on, just a peek?’ ‘No.’ ‘Please?’ I’ve never seen a grown man pout or complain so much. Alex has been asking if he can see what the painting looks like so far for the past hour and I have barely finished painting in the basic design. He’d be getting on my nerves if he wasn’t so fucking sexy. ‘Didn’t anyone tell you that patience is a virtue?’ I ask him. ‘Yes,’ he answers. ‘But not one of mine.’ ‘Clearly, but I’ve told you before: it’s not...
It was a complicated dream, but I was sure of the outcome, at least I thought I was. I awoke before the outcome, but I was sure of what would have happened. I'd call this a revolutionary confirmation of sexual nature. In the dream, I was talking to a man, and after some bit of banter and uncertain allusion and intent, the sudden image of the man's cock outlined under his pants, large, hard, and perfect of form, became the focus of attention. It was like an iron cross in front of me,...
Every man, who has ever masturbated in the bath (and who hasn't!), knows that ejaculent, semen, spunk, jism, cum, call it what you like, is funny stuff when it comes into contact with water. It forms long stringy streams which get caught-up in the pubic hair and form little balls that have to be pulled out one by one; and it foams! When living in Germany, my wife and I frequented the local thermal baths where there was a large, warm, always crowded indoor/outdoor pool. The depth was a mere 1.35...
MasturbationI am pooja 23 years unmarried working in private company. At time of this incident i was 19 years old. I was in my graduation. It the month of march little hot weather. I was staying with my perents & one junior brother in gaziabad. We got invitation for cusion’s marriage in bombay. It was very important for my whole family to attend the marriage and also reach in due advance. But my exams were going on only last paper was left. My father got reservation for just one day before my last paper. I...
IncestMyself & F (My GF, I'll describe her in a second) had along day of running around and decided on an afternoon nap. We both like to sleep naked so we helped each other disrobe. I started, first with her pants; I unbuckled her belt, unbuttoned her jeans and wiggled them past her hips and then her legs. I followed kissing down and back up her legs as I went; next was her shirt, I pulled it over her head and undid her bra next and let it fall to the floor. Let me take a second to describe both of...
Straight SexBeep....beep...beep. Sabrina rolled over and shut off the alarm. "Ugh damn alarm I was in the middle of a good dream" she thought to herself. She heads to the bathroom to take a shower. As she hops in the shower she realizes her soft clean shaved pussy was dripping. That's when the dream rolls back into her thoughts. She remembers it all began with her setting at a guys house that she meet at the grocery store. He was a tall well built black guy, she was dressed in a pink mini skirt,...
Flashback - 3 years ago There were 20 of them crowded inside the small basement of the suburban home. Eighteen females and two males, although some would argue that wasn't really correct. Before coming to Peace River the numbers would've been reversed, and thus it would've been eighteen males and two females standing there. Each of them was young, beautiful, and most important, had a burning desire to leave Peace River. They called themselves the Freedom Fighters. "A toast...
“Jodi!”, she exclaimed as she hugged me. I hugged her back and could clearly feel her nipples against my chest. I had worn shorts and a tee shirt in case we started today and Leah was in shorts and a tank top with a bra, but it must not have been very substantial. She took me by the hand and led me into the garage. “I want to take all this stuff down from the shelves. Clean the shelves and paint the wall behind them and then I’ll go through all this stuff and put back what I want to keep...
Having recently moved to a new house, it didn’t take long for me to discover that the little landing window on the side of the house, overlooks the back of a row of houses, giving a clear view into thier living rooms and rear bedrooms, only being a distance of around 30 feet away. Once I had moved in I would casually glance through the window, into the houses, as I went up or down the stairs, but there was nothing really to look at. Nothing that is, until a young f****y moved into the middle of...
Hi all I am back with my other encounter with Uma Aunty, If any ladies,girls,aunties,widows,divorcees want to have sex in Bangalore can contact me on full secrecy guaranteed. After years of sex we decided to be together always she told let us get married I without taking a second thought agreed to her. We decided ok let us go ahead and get married and be together always, we told our relatives that we are going to chennai to visit our relatives and left to chennai after reaching there we took a...
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