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Jacob

I can't believe I'm still getting called to the principal's office after all these years!

As I walked into the too-familiar setting in my old elementary school, seeing the same, dusty plastic plants and hardware store wall calendars got my heart racing. My palms grew sweaty. It was silly. I'd done nothing wrong - I was a parent now, for goodness sake! But just being in the principal's domain brought back bad memories.

Undoubtedly, this trip to the office would be nothing as traumatic as the time my parents were called into school to witness the lecture after I'd filled the toilets in the boys' bathroom with Jell-O. And the incident in fifth grade where I was accused of pushing over Suzie Watkins on the playground, when in fact I'd done nothing of the sort... nothing could ever live up to that horror. But still, I was nervous.

It was foolish, but I felt I might bolt from my chair at any moment. Trying to distract myself, I grabbed the nearest magazine. I chuckled nervously at some writer's opinion on the season's newest television shows and wiped my damp hands on my trousers. But nothing worked as I waited for Mrs. Taylor, the principal's secretary, to wave me in.

"Mr. Weaver?" the elderly lady said at last, looking up at me from her computer. Or at least I thought she was looking at me, but apparently she was scanning the room for anyone who might like a meeting with the principal. "Mr. Jacob Weaver?" she repeated.

"Yes, here!" I said, half-standing and waving to get her attention. It had been quite a few years since Mrs. Taylor had last showed me into the principal's office. For a moment, I thought there might have been a spark of recognition in her rheumy brown eyes, but it quickly passed.

"You can go back now," she said, curtly turning back to her typing.

"Thanks." I moved past her desk and down the hallway.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Weaver," the principal stood to shake my hand as I entered his office. "Please, take a seat."

Thankfully, mean Mr. Hackford, my old grade school principal, was no longer in the district. That would have been too weird. It would also have been awkward for him, no doubt. How often does it happen that an educator in charge of disciplining someone as a student, later is also responsible for that student's child?

"What can I do for you?" I asked as I took my place in the uncomfortable, institutional chair opposite Jim Bickford, the principal. Even though the man behind the desk was different, I still felt on the defensive. "Is there a problem with Billy?"

"Problem?" the principal said, considering for a moment. "Not really a problem, per se. It's just that..."

"I know he can be a little wild," I blurted before I could stop myself. "I wish I could do something more about it, but I'm gone so often, and..."

"Please," the principal said, raising his hand... I sank back into the chair, chagrined to have rambled on so hurriedly. This really was like old times.

"He's not in trouble?" I eventually asked, breathing a sigh o relief as the principal shook his head. I was happy to know that Billy wasn't in trouble, but then why I had been called in to see Mr. Bickford?

"No," he chuckled. "It's nothing like that. Miss Palmer says Billy is actually quite the good little student. She just... you said you're gone quite often?"

"Yes," I nodded. My job was a real problem. I sold lawn furniture to area hardware stores, but it was a pretty rural area so the hours are lousy. It wouldn't mean much to Mr. Bickford, but I felt I had to explain. "I'm a regional sales rep," I said, "and I'm on the road three or four days each week."

"That would explain it then."

"Explain what?"

"It seems you were unavailable for the recent round of parent-teacher conferences," he said.

"Yes, I was down in Winnetka last Thursday. Sorry." Sometimes it wasn't easy being a single parent. "Ever since Billy's mother..."

Principal Bickford shook his head, cutting me off "Oh, it's not a problem, not a big one, at any rate. Believe me, I understand what you're going through. I do." I looked at him in surprise. "I had to raise my two boys from the ages of twelve and fifteen," he said. "Not quite what you're going through, certainly, but I do understand."

"What does this have to do with the parent-teacher conferences?" I asked, more confused by the minute.

"It's just that Miss Palmer was hoping to have a chance to talk to you."

"Miss Palmer?" I said uncertainly. "She is... ?"

"Your son's teacher," the principal smiled

How could I not know her name? "Ah, sorry," I said sheepishly. "Certainly, I'd love to meet with her. Did she have any thoughts on when we might meet?"

I looked around the cramped office, wondering if I had somehow missed the presence of a third person, this elusive Miss Palmer. Couldn't this have been taken care of by a simple phone call? "Did she want to hold our meeting today, or what?"

"Oh, no," the principal answered. "Not today. Well, actually, yes, that was the plan, but not anymore, no. Sorry for the confusion. Miss Palmer had hoped to sit in on our little chat and possibly hold your conference in one of the meeting rooms," he said. "Unfortunately she was called away at the last moment."

"Called away?" I asked.

"Miss Palmer's aunt took ill," Mr. Bickford lamented. "Apparently the woman raised Holly... Miss Palmer, from a very young age. She was quite broken up about it."

I nodded, not sure what would be appropriate to say.

"We did try to call you," the principal continued apologetically. "But obviously our message didn't get through."

"I came straight from work," I said, beginning to grow impatient. "I should really be heading back if this is all today's meeting was for." I took a long look at my watch.

"Certainly, certainly." Principal Bickford nodded. "We'll have to set up a meeting for you two some other time. I do apologize for the trouble," he added.

I waved off the apology, wanting to straighten out the matter as soon as possible. "Did... did Miss Palmer say when she was hoping to meet with me?" I stood, hoping to stave off a follow-up call from the principal or, I shuddered to think it, the curmudgeonly secretary, Mrs. Taylor.

He checked a piece of paper in front of him. "Miss Palmer didn't name a time specifically."

"I'm sorry," I said. "I'm a bit confused, and I feel like I'm repeating myself. Why exactly does she want to meet with me?"

"As I said, it's nothing serious. Miss Palmer simply wanted to make sure she was able to give Billy's progress report to you in person, in case you had any questions you felt needed answering immediately."

"Oh. Is that really necessary?" I figured there would be another conference date set up for the next quarter, so what was the rush?

The principal eyed me as if I was now officially the world's worst parent. I was sure I'd made a mistake. But this all seemed like overkill if Billy was doing okay in school.

He kept his thoughts about my parenthood to himself and continued. "Miss Palmer looked at your son's records. She lives quite close to the two of you. She said it would be no problem to drop by your home, if that works for you? Are there any times I could give her when you're free?"

"Actually, I'm working out of my home office all this week," I said. "Let her know she can just call or stop by whenever she gets a moment."

"Wonderful," said the principal.

I breathed a sigh of relief, now that I'd managed to redeem myself somewhat in his eyes.

"I'll let her know you stopped in today." He glanced at the wall clock behind me and started to shuffle papers on his desk. Our meeting was obviously finished.

"Was there anything else?" I asked.

He shook his head. "No, that should be all. Thank you for coming." He grabbed my hand in a firm handshake as a way of dismissal. Luckily, my palms had stopped sweating.

"No problem," I said.

I rushed out of the office, glancing at my watch as I headed through the hallways and out into the parking lot. If I hurried I would be able to get a couple sales calls done before Billy was home from school. As I drove away, I wondered what kind of a teacher Miss Palmer was. I hoped she was nothing like my old kindergarten teacher. I didn't hold out too much hope, however. They were all the same: mean, grumpy, overweight and half-blind.

Holly

Does this make me look fat? I asked myself before I could block out the thought. I grinned, looking at my reflection in the mirror. Haven't gained a pound in six months. Fantastic! I turned sideways, avoiding the life-long temptation to suck in my gut. Never again, I thought. The weight hadn't been easy to lose, but I had done it and was determined to keep it off.

After years of teasing for being the "fat girl," I had finally managed to lose the extra forty pounds I'd been carrying around all through school and now thought of myself as a new woman. All you need now is a bit of self confidence, I thought. Get that and the guys will come running.

In truth, no guys had come running for years. I was fairly popular with the boys in my class back in high school, but that was before I was informed by one of my girlfriends that not all girls gave handjobs on the first date. After that important piece of information I changed my ways, and to my dismay, the boys stopped calling.

I was determined not to let my lack of a social life interfere with my schooling, so I studied like a madwoman all through high school and college. Thanks to a few advanced placement exams and a lot of hard work, I managed to complete my education degree in three years, and now here I am - kindergarten teacher at John F. Kennedy Elementary School, home of the Eagles.

The school year had been going pretty well so far, until my Aunt Mary had taken ill. She just collapsed in the bathroom at church, and it wasn't until after the service had ended that another of the ladies found her.

I never really knew my parents. Aunt Mary had raised me most of my life, so I was really broken up when I first heard about her accident. The doctors told me she should be fine, that it wasn't uncommon for a woman her age to be a bit feeble, but when I heard the fall was caused by a stroke, I about went to pieces.

Thankfully, Jim Bickford, the principal at JFK, was a nice guy and even though I was supposed to be at a meeting - a meeting I had called - he let me out of it to visit Mary in the hospital.

That was a couple days ago, and while Mary certainly wasn't feeling wonderful yet, everyone at the hospital seemed to think she would be fine. Aunt Mary hadn't exactly kicked me out of her room, but she'd made it perfectly clear that I would be doing her more good if I would just stop worrying over her.

Ugh! That stupid meeting. I suppose it was my fault. As a new teacher, I want to get involved in my students' lives, but I never imagined I'd actually be going to their homes to do it! Parent-teacher conferences had been a week ago. The conferences weren't required, but everyone else had shown up, hadn't they? Why hadn't Billy's father? It just didn't feel right.

Unfortunately the conference was scheduled for Monday - the same day I heard about Aunt Mary.

When I came back to school on Wednesday, I had a note in my box from Mr. Bickford, telling me that he hadn't been able to get in touch with Billy's father ahead of time, and that the two of them had met without me. I cringed a little. My absence certainly wasn't the best introduction to one of my students' parents, but there was nothing I could do about it.

I'd never really expected Billy's father to agree to meeting me in his home; most parents feel awkward having a teacher coming into their home, and I imagine the child feels just as strange, but it had been my idea. Checking myself in the mirror one last time, I grabbed my purse and headed out the door.

It was a short drive from my apartment to where Billy lived. We didn't live in the same complex but, as it turned out, our buildings weren't more than a short walk away. I hadn't needed my car. I pulled into a visitor's parking spot and walked to the door. The building didn't have a secured entrance. I checked the piece of paper I'd scribbled the address on and walked up to their floor.

Taking a deep breath, I knocked on the door.

Jacob

"Hello?" Standing at my front door was a very attractive young woman. She was dressed in a light blue top, a denim skirt, and a tall pair of gray heels. I wondered if one of the local sororities was running some type of fundraiser. "How can I help you?"

The girl momentarily stood, a mildly confused look on her face, before she seemed to snap out of her fog. She smiled brightly, tiny dimples forming on her cheeks and extended her hand.

"Holly," she said. "Holly Palmer."

My son's kindergarten teacher? I fought back a gasp of surprise. She's a babe! Short reddish-brown hair framed a beautiful face. The only indication of her academic background was a bookish pair of glasses. She seemed vaguely familiar, but I passed it off as her having one of those faces that just looked familiar.

I shook my head, stepping back from the door.

"Sorry," I said. "Where are my manners? Come in, come in."

Miss Palmer smiled and stepped into the apartment, looking around appreciatively. My son and I generally aren't the neatest of individuals. We're not slobs by any mean, but we don't try as hard as we should, if you know what I mean. In honor of his teacher's visit, however, Billy had decided to clean the place as best he could.

"Is Billy here?" Miss Palmer looked around for any signs of her student.

"He's at a birthday party tonight. Should he have been here?" I hoped it wouldn't be necessary to schedule yet another meeting.

"No," Miss Palmer said to my relief. "I just wanted to say hello if he was around."

"Sorry. I'm sure he'll be sad he missed your visit." I guided the two of us over to the couch and she sat down. "Would you like something to drink, Miss Palmer? I have milk, water, cherry Kool-Aid and beer," I said.

"I really shouldn't," Miss Palmer said, "but a beer sounds fantastic right now. And it's Holly, not Miss Palmer. At least not in school."

"You sure you're old enough for a beer, Holly?" I regretted the words immediately when I saw the wounded look in her eyes. "I'm sorry. You just... I never had any teachers who looked quite like you do," I stammered. "If I had, then I might have paid a little more attention in class."

Miss Palmer blushed at my compliment but happily accepted the beer I offered. I grabbed one for myself and we sat down.

"Like I said, I'm sorry Billy isn't here," I said.

"That's okay," Holly said. "I really wanted to talk to you."

"Is he doing okay?" I was still a little nervous even though Mr. Bickford had assured me Billy was doing fine. "I try, but it isn't easy... I don't have a lot of experience as a parent," I added apologetically.

"He's doing fine," she said. "I really just wanted to make sure I'd met all my students' parents before the year was over." She giggled. "Next year, because of school restructuring, I'll be taking over both the first and second grade classes. So I'll be seeing a lot more of these students."

"Whew!" I said, wiping my forehead with my hand for effect. "That's a lot of kids! But I'm glad to hear that's all this was. I have to admit I was worried there for a minute."

"Don't be, he's doing fine."

"Good to hear," I said.

The two of us discussed some of Billy's school projects and certain areas Miss Palmer - Holly, she corrected me again - felt he could be doing better.

"He just doesn't seem to relate well to... to a lot of the class," Miss Palmer said hesitantly.

"Oh?" I asked. "Any students in particular?"

"The... ah... the girls," Billy's teacher answered.

"Really?" I asked in surprise. I'd never noticed Billy behaving any differently with the rest of the children in our apartment complex, but I suppose I wasn't watching for something like that. I had an inkling I knew the reason.

There didn't seem to be any reason to tell Miss Palmer what that reason might be, and she quickly caught on that I was unwilling to talk about it, and dropped the subject. By now, the two of us were out of beers. I went and grabbed two more, taking our empty bottles back to the kitchen with me.

Holly

I couldn't believe it when Billy's father answered the door. To say I was surprised would be a huge understatement. I was flabbergasted! I know he didn't recognize me, and I tried to hide my surprise as well, but the second Jacob said "hello" to me, I started to melt inside.

You have to understand that when I was in junior high, I had the biggest crush on Jake Weaver. His house was two blocks over from mine so I saw him all the time during the school year. Sometimes we even managed to walk together on the way to the bus stop, although that only happened if I was early and waited around until he burst out of his house. If I ran late, he wouldn't wait for me, but I didn't mind.

Like I said, I was always a little chubby, and Jacob was always more interested in the prettier, skinny girls in our grades, like Shelly Moynihan or Stacy Horner. I had no doubt that he didn't recognize the new and improved me when he let me in. Maybe that was just as well. Jacob was a great guy, but he was way out of my league. I had moved away before high school and attended college out of state. I came back into town when a job opened up, and I had no idea what had gone on in Jake's life.

I can't believe I didn't recognize his name in Billy's records, but I always knew him as Jake anyway. As we talked about Billy's schooling, and how he was behaving and performing in the classroom, I was more than a little distracted. I couldn't understand why Jacob didn't at least give a noticeable reaction at my name before I realized that he had always known me as Holly James. It wasn't until college that I decided to take Aunt Mary's last name and became Holly Palmer.

Maybe Jacob really did recognize me after all, but was just confused by the name change. And the fact that I'd lost so much weight. After we were mostly finished talking about Billy, and we had each drunk a couple of beers, I couldn't hold back the question burning in my mind.

"Can I ask you a question?" I asked nervously.

"Sure, anything."

"Is Billy's mother around often?"

Jacob grimaced and for a moment, I thought I'd made a big mistake. It was obvious just from looking at Jacob that Billy's mother was a sore spot for him, but there was no way I could have known that. It wasn't in Billy's file, and aside from my own curiosity I thought I should know as his teacher.

"No," he eventually answered. I could tell he didn't really want to say anything more, but either he was too kind to say anything or he actually thought I needed to know. "Stacy isn't around," he said. "Are you sure you want to hear this?" he asked.

"If you don't mind," I answered. But suddenly I realized I had another question. "What was Stacy's last name, by the way?" I asked. "It wasn't Stacy Horner, was it?"

"Who are you?" Jacob asked in amazement. "Do I... do I know you from somewhere?"

I tried to hide my smile, but don't think I did a very good job of it as I stretched out my hand.

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Motherless Interracial

Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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Motherless Fappening

I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

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Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Motherless Arab

Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

3 years ago
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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

3 years ago
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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 2

Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel 1921

Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

3 years ago
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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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