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February, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Our first joining since the previous summer was slow and sweet, trying to express our deep love for each other through the motions of our bodies. When we finished, Karin held me tight and refused to let me move off of her. “Sleep there, please,” she whispered. I kissed her once more then adjusted my pillow so that I could rest my head next to hers. It wasn’t the most comfortable position, but it was what Karin wanted. The feel of her firm body under mine,...
May, 1983, Chicago, Illinois After Elyse left, Stephie went to take a bath while I called Karin. We confirmed our plans and told each other that we were looking forward to our time together. When I hung up, I called Sofia to confirm with her the details about the wedding from the formal invitation I’d received from Katt. Sofia knew where the church was and said she’d find a gift for us to give. I promised to contribute whatever she felt was appropriate toward the gift and encouraged her to...
May, 1983, Milford, Ohio On Friday morning I swam with Stephanie while Stephie sat on the edge of the pool and dangled her feet in the water, then the three of us ate breakfast, and my dad joined us as he often did. We hung out with my little sister until it was time for lunch. We met Marty and Tracey at Frisch’s and I introduced everyone. They had taken advantage of the school rules that said they didn’t have to stay on campus for lunch, so we had to be careful not to take too long. We...
May-June 1983, Milford, Ohio When we arrived back at the Spencers’ there was a phone message asking me to call Ruth. I was sure what that was about, so I picked up the phone and dialed the number. “Sandy had her baby!” she said. “A girl and she named her Hope.” “Are they both doing OK?” I asked. “Yes. They’re at Clermont County and Sandy wants to see you.” “You realize that if her dad is there, it’ll start World War III? That just doesn’t seem like a good idea.” “He works tomorrow, and...
April 1983, Chicago, Illinois I arrived home just before 8:00pm to find Stephie and Elyse sitting on the couch watching TV. Stephie jumped up and hugged me and gave me a quick kiss. Elyse got up more slowly, and hugged me once Stephie had released me. I poured myself a cup of tea and sat down with the girls to show them the drawing of the basement that my dad had given me. “That sauna is huge!” Elyse said. “It has to fit all of us. Roughly I’d say you could put eighteen people in there,...
Service Girl Stephie #2Coffee house meetingOpen shirt gawking DownblouseSwinging with FriendsStephie, Bobbie & DanParty Lap Dancing and fondlingStage Bondage & Toy’sBobbie hangs around-Literally!Stephie (small tit's) Revealed, Poked and taken past the end (small tit Torture My Favorite!) I met with Stephie to confirm her participation in the party and without hesitation I get a yes, over her coffee drink she tells me about the excitement in contributing to the quality of the party...
April 22, 1983, Chicago, Illinois “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” I asked the girls. “Take a shower and put on some nice clothes. We’re going to meet Dave and Julia,” Elyse said. “Where?” “At the Sig Ep house.” I went to the shower and just as I was getting out, Elyse opened the door. She smiled, blew me a kiss, and said I had a phone call. I brazenly walked past her without bothering to pick up a towel, and picked up the extension in my room. I turned to face Elyse who was standing...
July, 1983, Dawsonville, Georgia Other than being long, the drive through Indiana, Kentucky, Tennessee, and Northern Georgia was uneventful. I stopped for gas three times and food twice, and pulled into Stephie’s driveway in Dawsonville at 9:10pm. She was sitting on the porch swing and got up to greet me as my car rolled to a stop. I quickly hopped out and took her in my arms and we exchanged a passionate kiss. “Hey, Peaches,” I said. “Hey, Yankee,” she answered. “What’s bugging you?” I...
May, 1983, Chicago, Illinois The party had finally ended about 10:00pm, though a few people had left earlier, including Jeremiah. Kurt, Kathy, Dave, and Julia all stayed to help clean up, as did the girls who were staying with us - Katy, Cindi, and Jackie. Elyse and I made several passes through the house to make sure that nothing was left, and Stephie, Julia, and Dave swept the floors and wiped up a few spills. Overall, it wasn’t a lot of work. We folded up the tables and Dave and I...
February, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I returned to the apartment just before 7:00pm to join my friends. Kathy and Elyse had made dinner, and left a plate in the oven for me. I ate quickly, then grabbed a glass of bourbon and sat with Stephie in the bay window where I’d earlier sat with Karin. The conversation that evening was light and fun. Nobody seemed to want to delve into deep topics, and that was fine with me. “Next weekend I’m going to Milford for the three day weekend if anyone wants a...
Service girl Stephie does Deepthroat & More! Stomach tickling Deepthroat on her back Tied flat and tormented Whipped and Clothespinned Wax and Dildo’s Twitching Orgasms Several weeks later only exchanging smiles and glances with Stephie at the coffee house I finally get my drink and grab some napkins, I step back and brush a blond person and she goes “watch where you're movin”. I turn to her and I lean in and growl softly and she discreetly pats my ass then whispers she is...
March, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Katy was quiet as we walked down the street to the coffee shop and went inside. We sat in a booth and the waitress brought us coffee and offered menus, but we declined them. As was my practice in Milford at Frisch’s I’d just leave a larger tip than usual so that the waitress wouldn’t be harmed by us each drinking a 75¢ ‘endless’ cup of coffee and not ordering food. “Katy, we need to solve this problem between us,” I said. “What problem?” she asked. “You know...
May, 1983, Chicago, Illinois We finished eating and Dave and Julia said that they were heading out to the movies. We said goodbye and I took Jackie’s hand and started down the hall. I looked back over my shoulder to see Elyse and Stephie smirking. “Just call if you need help!” Stephie said. “Or a paramedic!” Elyse added. “What did I get myself into?” Jackie asked, clearly rhetorically. I wondered if I should say anything or just wait for her to object or cry ‘uncle’. She’d had a couple...
November/December, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Monday after Thanksgiving was the start of our last week of class for the semester. It continued to amaze me just how quickly each one had gone by. After finals, I’d be down to just three more semesters until graduation. A lot was going to happen between now and then, but if the first two-and-a-half years were any indication, the last year-and-a-half would go by quickly. Things were very quiet around the house with everyone studying and preparing...
Stephie returns seeking more! After her torment she called and said she was so sore she got a padded bra, remarking that her nipples are still tall and have to be protected she has found that the slightest contact makes her horney. I suggested she come over for more treatment to take care of issue and she went Oh Really? Several days later on friday we had some friends over for dinner and Stephie came over later helping to clean up, in the kitchen she was doing dishes and sipping a glass of...
May, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Friday morning, after a good night’s sleep, we ate breakfast and packed the last of our things. We loaded as much as we could into the cars and drove it over to the house. After unloading everything, Stephie and Elyse went back for a second load while I met with Gerald Brown. “The electrical inspector is here and the plumbing inspector will be here later this morning. I don’t foresee any issues, but I have both a Master plumber and a Master electrician...
September, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I was ready when the professor began harping on the principle of one-person, one-vote and its importance to the American system. I raised the issue of the composition of the US Senate and he immediately declared it as ‘anti-democratic’. I was ready for that. “Of course it is,” I said firmly, “and it’s meant to be. The same is true for the Presidency. The networks all made a big deal out of the popular vote for President when there is no such thing! In...
September, 1983, Chicago, Illinois When I arrived home, Stephie and Elyse greeted me with hugs, and then I went straight up to my room. I saw that my answering machine was blinking, but I had two important calls to make first. I called Tanya to let her know that I’d arrived home safely, then pressed the switch hook and dialed my second call. “Hi Anala!” I said when she answered the phone. “Hi Steve! When can I see you again?” she asked. “I should be free on Thursday afternoon. I have to...
I had met stephie online and we had had a lot of fun together. Stephie was a crossdresser, was about my age, and looked great when dressed. She and I had spent many weekends in a motel, fucking and sucking each other till we couldn't do anymore. Occasionally we would invite another person or 2 to join us and we would be there as a couple, so it didn't matter whether it was other crossdressers, regular guys, or the occasional m-f couple. Stephie had this fantasy about going to an adult...
Stephie parts with BF expands coffee skills to landscaping Breaking up Fondled Pinned Submitting... When I go and get a coffee she smiles and asks what I want to get while grabbing a cup then attentively writes my order, my thoughts are that she has more great flavor concealed inside her black shirt and pants and I wonder what it will take to get her to reveal her young enough to be my daughter bounty filling her clothes. Finishing my order she goes in back emerging without a green smock to...
November 22, 1987, Chicago, Illinois I dropped Tasha at the IIT dorms, leaving her with a quick hug and a kiss on the cheek so as not to give anything away, and then headed towards Hyde Park. I assumed Jessica would be in bed, so I had a few hours before I had to talk to her. I’d briefly considered saying nothing, but deceiving her struck me as worse than confessing that I’d violated our agreement. I could only hope that she was as forgiving as Kara had been back when I’d had my ‘dumb boy’...
February 1983, Chicago, Illinois We were fully into the routine of school, though there were things happening that kept life interesting. On Tuesday, I met with Anala after making my rounds of the fraternities for Theo. Betting was really tailing off because most betting was on professional and college football, although some guys bet on basketball and a few bet on hockey and baseball, though baseball was still a few months away. I told Anala about the discussion group and she was surprised...
March 1983, Chicago, Illinois “Hi,” I said sheepishly. “I’m sorry I hung up on you.” “And I’m sorry I called you a jackass and told you to grow up,” Joyce said. “I had no right to do that. Except for not talking to me, you’ve handled everything in a mature manner.” “Yes and no. Kathy pointed out that I’ve been lying to myself saying that I was through with Kara. On the other hand, it’s true that there isn’t anything I can really do about it except move on. I’m going to send her a birthday...
October, 1983, Chicago, Illinois “What!?” chorused several of the other girls at Stephie’s surprise announcement of her impending transfer. “It’s a long story,” Stephie replied, “but I talked with Steve about it and I called the registrar at Georgia Tech on Monday and kicked things off. All of my core classes should transfer, but only one class can transfer from 300 level, so I need to do it next semester if I want to graduate on time.” “Are you not happy here?” Kathy asked. “No, I love...
March, 1983, Chicago, Illinois After nearly breaking my eardrum with her squeals, Jennifer managed to calm down enough that we could finish up our talk. We said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. I’d just set in motion something that might upend everything I’d done for the past couple of years, but it felt good and it felt right. It was time to see if Jennifer and I could put things back together or not. I knew it would be a slow process, if it worked at all, but I was determined to take...
October 2, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “Steve?” I heard Elyse call out, just as I finished reading the prayer. “‘Indian’ room,” I answered with a hitch in my voice. “Stephie?” she asked as soon as she saw me. “Yeah,” I nodded, sagging and collapsing into one of the basket chairs. She carefully sat in my lap, putting her arms around my neck. “Are you OK?” “At the moment, yes.” “When?” “Around 1:15pm our time, I guess.” “And the funeral?” “Wednesday. I don’t have a plan yet, but I think...
May, 1983, Milford, Ohio On Sunday after swimming and breakfast, Stephie and I spent some time with my dad before leaving for Don Joseph’s house. We stopped at the Tri-County Mall on the way so I could get Larry a card and a small gift, and arrived about 1:00pm. Joyce was already there and a small nod from her told me that she’d explained things to her grandfather. I put Larry’s card and gift onto the table that was already overflowing, and went into this office to greet him. “Steve!...
October, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Saturday morning, during my run, I replayed the conversation that I’d had with Cindi and Katy in my mind. Something was bugging me and I couldn’t exactly put my finger on it. There was something in the conversation that had triggered an uncomfortable feeling, but I couldn’t identify it. In the end, I decided to talk to Anala about it on Thursday, since she’d likely be able to help me figure out what it was. After my shower and breakfast, I read the...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Becky was quiet on the drive back to Chicago. My answer to Alyson’s question had been weak. Saying “I can’t” just didn’t really cut it. Alyson had pressed me, but I’d declined to answer further, just saying that it wasn’t going to happen. We’d finished our lunch and then Becky and I dropped Alyson at her house. She’d hugged me and then given me a quick kiss on the lips. The last thing she’d said to me was, “Give it a chance, Steve.” Becky had wisely not said...
June 1983, Göteborg, Sweden Sofia was waiting on the platform for me when the train pulled into Göteborg’s Centralstationen. I grabbed my bag and hopped off the train into her waiting embrace. We kissed, then walked hand-in-hand off the platform and to the city street. We stopped at a sidewalk café for lunch, and after we ate, we headed back to the hotel to drop my bag. We then walked to a nearby coffee shop to drink coffee and continue talking. Sofia had asked about Helsingborg as soon as...
January, 1983, Chicago, Illinois When I woke up Monday morning without having heard from Kara or her mom, I decided that I had to put it all behind me and stop hoping for a miracle. Even though it was early, I called my dad and asked him to return the ring as soon as possible and deposit the money into my account. He expressed regret about having to do so, but agreed I really didn’t have any other option. When I hung up, Stephie and Elyse both hugged me, silently sharing my hurt, and then...
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February, 1983, Milford, Ohio After the girls left, Stephanie put her arm around me and asked if we could use the sauna. “Yes, but no sex, Squirt. We don’t know when Frank and Trudy will be back and THAT would be a disaster. They’re open-minded, but I don’t think they’re THAT open-minded.” “Bummer, but I understand,” she said. We went up to my room and took off our clothes, then put on robes and walked to the sauna. I turned it on and spread a couple of towels on the bench. We sat down to...
April 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Wednesday morning, we left the apartment much earlier than usual so that we could drive out to Oak Park and be at the architect’s office by 8:00am. We waited by the door for about ten minutes before someone showed up and opened the building, inviting us in. I told them who I was and why I was there and we were asked to take a seat. About five minutes later, a guy in his late twenties came to the lobby carrying five rolled-up sets of blueprints. “Each of...
June, 1983, Göteborg, Sweden The SAS DC-9 from Heathrow rolled out on the runway at Landvetter, bringing me back to Sweden for the second year in a row, and the third time overall. When the plane had taxied to the ramp and parked, the doors were opened and I grabbed my carry-on bag and headed off the plane and into the terminal. I found the baggage claim and after a short wait, collected my bags. I switched my brain into ‘Swedish’ mode and prepared to speak little or no English for several...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois At O’Hare, I parked in the short-term lot as I usually did and walked into the terminal. I checked the arrival board and saw that the flight from Atlanta was listed as on-time. I walked to security, passed through the metal detectors, and then walked to the gate. I sat down to await Stephie and, hopefully, some answers. The jet pulled onto the ramp and parked, and the engines shut down. The Jetway was extended and shortly after, the first passengers began to...
October, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Sunday morning, I let Jackie know I was going out for my run. We kissed and she headed for her room so that she could shower and I headed outside. When I got back I showered and made my usual call to Karin, then went downstairs to make myself some breakfast. Our Sunday afternoon discussion was fairly tame, as nobody seemed up for any controversial talks. Jorge, Charlie, and George were there, though Jamie was absent as Jackie had predicted. We discussed...
October, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Saturday morning when Penny arrived, I thought about what Anala had said. I watched every move and listened to every word and decided that Anala was correct in her assessment of Penny. And I realized would need to decide pretty much immediately to put a stop to it, or else I had to be prepared for what was certain to come in the future. It was a tough question in my mind. If Penny asked immediately, I’d say ‘no’. If she asked in two years, I’d probably say...
January, 1983, Chicago, Illinois The Windy City was certainly living up to its moniker the last full week in January. The newspapers, radio, and TV were full of news and advertising for the mayoral primary that pitted Mayor Jane Byrne against State’s Attorney Richard Daley, son of the former mayor, and US Congressman Harold Washington. Every city bus had some kind of political advertising on the side, and billboards had seemingly sprung up from nowhere. From everything I read, it appeared...
October, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Saturday, I was happy to see that Jorge showed up to study group and spent some time with Stephie on his calculus. She asked him to stay for the party, but he declined. I felt that him showing up for study group was a good sign and that over time we’d be able to ease him into the group. It was a matter of convincing him that we liked him and wanted him to be around because he was an interesting guy who we wanted to hang out with. I only spent about an...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois In the morning Anala and I ran as we had the previous time, then showered together, carefully washing each other’s bodies in an intimate but non-sexual way. After our shower we went to the kitchen and I made breakfast and we sat down to eat. “Steve, may I make a suggestion?” she asked. “Sure.” “Broaden your circle of friends. Other than me, all of you are white, nominally Christian, 20-year-old Americans. And you don’t invite me to your Sunday...
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February/March 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Monday after history class I went to the clinic and picked up the results of my tests, which were, as expected, negative. I tucked the form into my bag and headed to meet Stephie for lunch. The rest of the day was routine, and I hoped that the next two weeks before Spring Break would be uneventful. I needed two weeks of calm routine at this point, but I suspected life would not cooperate, since it rarely ever did. On Tuesday afternoon I headed to...
April, 1983, Cincinnati, Ohio The rest of the week flew by and very early on Friday morning I kissed Stephie goodbye and set out for Ohio. By leaving at 5:00am, I’d make it to Milford by lunch time. I’d let Trudy know that I’d be in town and she’d planned Easter dinner for 2:00pm on Sunday so that she could accommodate me heading back to Chicago. Pete and Melanie would be joining us, and Trudy told me that I could invite someone if I wished. I arrived as planned, dropped my overnight bag at...
August, 1983, Milford, Ohio “Again?” Bethany gasped as I slid into her for the fifth time that night. Or rather, that morning, given that the clock showed 3:55am. “You said we were going to fuck ourselves silly,” I gasped, as I started thrusting hard into her. “Yeah,” she gasped, “but between your dick and your mouth, you haven’t let up on my poor pussy for nearly five hours!” “Are you telling me to stop?” I asked. “No, damn you! Fuck me hard!” she gasped, wrapping her legs tight around...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois Friday went by quickly at school, and we were starting to get into the routine again. I talked to Julia and Stephie at lunch about dinner that evening, and Julia said that she’d take care of it. I had all the ingredients and a recipe, so she was totally comfortable. I hadn’t quite figured out the logistics with cooking dinner for Anala, though I had put up a note saying I needed the ‘Indian’ room that evening. In the end, I figured that Anala and I could do a...
July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Sunday morning, the phone rang at 6:00am. Stephanie was calling to say that she was leaving home and that she and Trish would be at my place in about six hours. After I ran and ate breakfast, I called Karin, despite having just seen her a few days before. After our call, I double-checked that I had all the food I needed and checked that the guest bedroom where Trish would sleep had clean sheets on the bed and that there were clean towels in the downstairs...
August 23, 1987, Chicago Illinois “How was last night?” I asked Jessica when Kara and I went to meet her at 5:00am on Sunday morning. “There was a fight of some kind in the projects. Mercy couldn’t take all the victims so we got four. Stab wounds, broken bones, and lacerations, but nobody died. One guy from a traffic accident, but he was dead before the paramedics got him to us. It’s usually a bad idea to run your car into a light pole at eighty while running from the cops.” “Uh, yeah. But...
September 6, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “Son, your aversion to debt is, for the most part, a good thing. But in business, sometimes you need to borrow to expand. You’ve invested a bit in some bonds, correct?” “Sure. The double-tax-free municipal bonds you suggested.” “What’s a corporate bond?” I chuckled, “A loan that’s paid back. No equity.” “Correct,” he said. “And major corporations use them all the time to manage their finances. Your bank offered you a line of credit which you turned...
October 25, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “You’ve been quiet since we left the church,” Kara said, as I merged onto the Dan Ryan from the Eisenhower. “Just thinking,” I said. “About Stephie?” “Some, yes. And Jess. And you. And the kids. Life, I guess. The important stuff.” “You’re still looking for meaning, aren’t you?” “I think it’s going to be a lifelong quest,” I said. “Sensei Jim was right about that. Anala, too. And, in his own way, Father Basil said the same thing.” “We haven’t seen...
November 21, 1987, Chicago, Illinois “Where are we going for lunch?” Tasha asked. “Ed Debevic’s on North Wells. It’s a fun place.” My goal was to get her to relax. When I’d arrived at the office to pick her up after karate class, she’d been, as Stephie might have said, ‘as nervous as a long-tailed cat in a room full of rocking chairs’. I smiled at the thought. I missed Stephie, but every memory of her was good. She’d known exactly what to do so that I didn’t spend weeks or months or years...
April, 1983, Cincinnati, Ohio “How are you doing?” I asked. “OK, I guess,” Kara replied with downcast eyes as we went into the living room to sit with her mom. “How is Chicago, Steve? Are classes going OK?” Mrs. Blanchard asked. “Yes, absolutely. Straight A’s for the first three semesters and this semester looks good as well. I have one class that bores me to tears which is making it tough to keep my level of effort up, but I’m in that class with my roommate so we encourage each...
July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois After Rosie left, I stripped the sheets from my bed, as well as the cover of the duvet, and tossed everything into the washing machine. I lit a lavender candle in the room, and then swept and dusted. I did a quick spot-check of the rest of the house and noticed that the tub in the sauna needed to be cleaned. I scrubbed it, then mopped the sauna floor with a damp sponge mop. I finished cleaning the sauna about the time the washing machine finished, so I moved...
July, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I waited for Jennifer’s plane to push back from the gate and leave the ramp before I left the terminal. Although I doubted she could see me, I stood at the window and watched the plane taxi away before walking to my car. I felt extremely good about Jennifer’s visit and it gave me hope for the future. But with that hope came the realization that if things went the way that Jennifer wanted them to, it didn’t bode well for Stephie, Karin, or Sofia. I had a lot of...
August, 1983, Chicago, Illinois On Tuesday night when I arrived home from karate, I saw the message light on my answering machine flashing. I decided to shower before listening to it so I walked into the bathroom and quickly got out of my gi and into the shower. After washing up, I put on my silk pajama bottoms and a loose t-shirt and pressed ‘play’ on the answering machine. Hi Steve. It’s Carla Rizzi. Would you please call me when you have a chance? I’d like to talk to you. I pressed...
November, 1983, Milford, Ohio On Saturday morning, I swam and ate breakfast with Stephanie. I saw in the Sport section of the Cincinnati Enquirer that Napoleon McCallum had scored two touchdowns in Navy’s 48-13 victory over Army in the anual Army-Navy game that had been played at the Rose Bowl. Given that I knew him, I now wished that I had watched, but it was too late to do anything about it. I took Stephanie to lunch at Frisch’s. We had a good, if subdued conversation, as compared to our...
December, 1983, Chicago, Illinois I went back inside and up to my room to change the sheets on my bed and then started a load of laundry. I found Katy sitting in the sunroom drinking coffee and reading a book. I let her know that I was planning on making dinner for around 6:00pm, and that I was going to go to Jewel to do some shopping for the next week. She said that she’d rather stay home so I headed out alone. I thought about what to cook when Connie was visiting, as well as what I’d need...
The Duke of Sternfels was a gracious host. The remaining four hundred and forty Free Saxons found winter quarters in a number of empty storage houses in the town of Sternfels, under the Duke's castle. The men had plenty of coins and valuables, and the tavern-owners and innkeepers of the town were overjoyed over the strong increase of business. Of course, some friction could not be avoided. The soldiers were idle and wine was plenty. Thus, quarrels broke out frequently. In one instance, a...