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The bar car gave a sudden lurch, sending most of Ed Hastings' martini flying toward the seat in front of him, where it splattered a newspaper picture of LBJ and Humphrey at a barbecue in Texas. There were only half a dozen passengers on this late night run, the last train from the city to the western suburbs, so Ed didn't have to worry about having ruined another guy's suit. He was sorry for the rest of the martini, though.

The train sat for a few minutes, nothing happening. A few nervous jokes were made; the buzz of a fluorescent lamp seemed to grow louder with time. Ed looked out the window, but couldn't even tell where on the line they were. Finally, a shrunken old conductor came meandering up from the next car. "Engine's broken down," he said. "We radioed Central, a bus should be coming out to take you to your stations."

"How long will that be?" someone behind Ed yelled.

The conductor shrugged. "An hour. Or more."

Others groaned. Ed thought about it for a minute, then said to himself, the hell with it, I'll take a cab. He went to the doors, pulled the emergency latch, and hopped down onto the tracks.

Somewhere along the tracks he got to wondering just how far it could be from one station to the next. He still wasn't sure where he was-- Forestville, Lyons, Mackinall? Some little town of little houses full of little people, before you reached the much grander suburbs like Greendale where successful downtown men like himself caught the 7:40 every morning.

He came to a crossing and saw lights in the distance suggestive of commercial activity, so he left the tracks and started walking that way. There wasn't much-- an Esso station, an Italian restaurant with green and red neon in the windows, a tiki bar called Kahana Hula. The tiki bar looked marginally more lively, so he went in.

There were half a dozen tables, half of them occupied by older couples, and the usual Polynesian accoutrements-- thatched roof over the bar, primitive statues, exotically-patterned wallpaper. The jukebox was playing Jo Stafford, not quite with the theme. But what caught Ed's eye was the bartendress-- six feet tall and built like a football player, broad shouldered, jutting breasts, a wide backside carelessly wrapped in a flowery sarong, flowing black hair over her bark-colored skin. She wasn't a Negress, though-- the bright white eyes and delicate facial features suggested the South Pacific. Samoan, perhaps, they were known to be big. She smiled at him and the eyes and teeth seemed to glow out of her mahogany flesh. "You look like you could use a Scorpion," she said.

"Scotch and soda," he said automatically, then changed his mind and said "Naw, hell, that sounds great, make whatever you like," he said. "I'm sure it will hit the spot."

"My kind of man," she said.

"Yeah, a man who does what a woman tells him," an old timer at the end of the bar joked.

Ed stiffened slightly, then he told himself to relax and get along. "Don't we all, if we know what's good for us," he said, forcing a laugh.

He watched the bartendress mix his drink and pour into one of those silly Easter Island-head mugs. She handed it to him and her fingers lightly brushed his hand as she did. "Enjoy," she said, giving him another smile of neon-bright teeth.

He took a sip. Too sweet for him, but he wasn't going to complain. "You're going to think this is a silly question, but ... what town am I in?"

She smiled knowingly, leaning into the bar and giving him a nice view of her large breasts as they shifted heavily within her top. "Have a few too many on the way home?"

"No, it's actually not that," he said. "My train stopped on the tracks, I walked over here to catch a cab rather than wait for them."

"Well, you're in Quohonnic," she said. "Where are you trying to get to?"

"Greendale," he said, and he could see that the instant he said the name, everyone had him pegged-- the job at a white-shoe firm, the wife, the fancy house, the two cars, summers on the Cape, everything.

"Cost you fifteen bucks to get there," the old timer said.

"Well, I don't have any choice," Ed said. "Do you know where I can get a cab?"

"I said it would cost you fifteen bucks to get there," the old timer said, and when Ed still didn't get it, the bartendress said "Deke is a cab driver, he means he's gonna take you there. You in a hurry?"

Ed looked at his drink, then he looked at her, then he thought of home. "No hurry," he said. "Drink up, we can go when you're ready," he said to Deke.

It was a little town between Liege and Aachen, not long after D-Day. Nearly half of Ed's unit had been killed in the last week and he felt alone in the universe, running like a clockwork machine instead of a man. Now they were getting a bit of a break from the fighting, helping build up a supply center a few miles back of the line.

One night Ed found a little bar open. He and another captain, Meacham, went in, watching their backs because you didn't know in that part if they were going to act French or German on any given day. There were a couple of mademoiselles or frauleins at the bar, desperate enough to fuck for a pack of cigarettes or GI chocolate. There was also an older blonde behind the bar, with the big sturdy build of an opera singer in a Bugs Bunny cartoon, who seemed amused to have GIs in her place. Probably hadn't been that long since she'd hosted the SS in the same spot.

He thought they were doing all right with the two girls, but when the time came Meacham went off with his and Ed's blew him off and sat down with a local. Cursing his shitty luck, he turned back to the bar and ordered another. The bartendress just seemed amused by his plight and he had to admit, it was pretty fucking funny, Sad Sack loses again. They hardly spoke a word, communicating more in nods and laughter, but when the time came to close up she motioned for him to stick around. His danger meter went off a little but he was too horny to listen to it.

He went upstairs with her. He tried to kiss her but she didn't seem to want that, she didn't need to be romanced by some GI, she just pulled out her big floppy tits for him to play with, then reached down into his pants and started jerking him. When he was getting close she pushed him onto his back and sucked him to a climax. He didn't object, he was glad for the release, but at the same time, he was disappointed that it was all so functional, that she wouldn't let him be with her. Probably she thought no young guy would want to really make love to a fat old bag like herself. But over the years, Ed had often found himself thinking of her, of what it would have been like as a young man to spend days in her bed, learning all she had to teach in the sack. A few days later they moved on, and now he couldn't even think of the town's name.

An hour later Ed was buying Deke a last one for the road.

"I thought you were in a hurry to get home," the bartendress said.

Ed gripped his glass. "I'm in absolutely no hurry," he said, stressing the middle word. Deke, relieved, took a drink.

"Is this the part where you say your wife doesn't understand you?" the bartendress asked, smirking a little.

"My wife understands me fine," Ed snapped back, his harshness surprising even himself a little. "She understands exactly what I'm there for, and I understand exactly what she's there for." He finished his drink, set the glass in front of the bartendress, and nodded to indicate he wished another.

"Which is what?" the bartendress asked, this time minus the cynical edge.

Ed thought a moment. What indeed? "The American dream," he said. "No, the Greendale dream. The beautiful house, the job of power and prestige, the wife you're proud to have on your arm, who's proud to drop your name in society. So very proud. All that ... is mine."

"You're a lucky man," the bartendress said. (Deke added, pointlessly, "Lotta money up in Greendale.")

"So it is often said," Ed replied to the bartendress.

"You don't think so."

"The thought has crossed my mind," Ed said. "Okay, enough about me. What's your story? I get the feeling you're not from around here."

"Oh come on, old Quohonnic stock, can't you tell?" she laughed, and moved in closer to him, where he could smell the mix of perfume and cigarette and sweat, and couldn't help but stare into her ample cleavage, now thrust even closer to him. "Daddy was a palagi seaman, he married Mom and brought her back here, started this bar for her. She moved back to Samoa when he died, and now it's mine. Well, if the bank doesn't take it back."

"You in trouble?"

"Hey, what's trouble," she said vaguely, waving her strong, thick arms in a way that suggested island peoples for whom money was still a little too abstract a thing to worry about. "I'm no good with figures, just with showing people a good time. Like that happy-go-lucky guy from Greendale who walked in here the other night."

"Okay, I get the idea," Ed said. "I know, I'm a killjoy. Don't mind me. I'll be on my way soon enough."

"Don't go," the bartendress said, suddenly putting her hand on Ed's wrist. The act sent a shock wave up his arm.

"Okay," Ed said, uncertainly. "I guess I could ask you your name."

"Sharon."

"Hello Sharon. I'm Ed," he said.

Ed was pretty tight, he knew it and he didn't care. Deke didn't care either, Sharon didn't care, neither did the other folks who'd come up to the bar and were laughing at Ed's war stories (not the one about the big old woman, never that one), more than anybody had laughed in years at his stories. Nobody cared about anything, they were just having a great old time. "You're pretty funny once you loosen up," Sharon said.

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I walked across the field, the sun starting to set, following a thin, foot-worn path toward the sunset. There was a tight grove of trees where I had been told to meet m friend Brian. Brian had been my friend since I a k**. We had grown up together. The two of us had an intimate relationship, but nothing steady. Basically, if I felt horny, and wasn't going out with anyone, and Brian was between relationships, we would meet up, and have fun. This was such a time. However, this time, Brian told me...

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Tikili Bhauja 8211 Part I

Hi Mu Biswaranjan. Mote samsthe Bisu dakanti. Mora bayasa 20 bersa. mu Bsc ra student. mu Bhubaneswara re rahe.Mora hight 5 fit 6 inch. Mora Ranga gora. Mu kichi dina hela ISS padhuthili au bhabili mu Madhya kichi lekhibi. Au eita houchi mora prathama story. mu heichi gote bhala pila mu kebe kou jhia opore kharapa najara pakaye nahi. Mu kebala jhinku bhala paiba udesya re dekhe. Mu mora 17 bayasare dhoka khaiba pare mu bhala paiba Madhya bhuli gali. Ta pare nirasa hei kebala nijara career prati...

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A Night at the Cabaret

A Night at the Cabaret Belladonna Peter smiled while he unrolled the black fishnet stockings up his freshly shaven legs. His manhood strained against the gaff holding it snuggly between his cheeks while he attached the stockings to his garters. Standing up, Peter bit the tip of his right thumb lightly as he looked at the outfit hanging behind his door that he was going to be wearing around his employees that evening. While Peter was aware the outfit was over the top, he knew...

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Jacqui Space WaifChapter 20 Cabaret

Later Martha introduced her to some of the girls and pointed out some of the others. "The girls mostly have something they regard as their special skill," said Martha, "For instance, Gloria, the bottle blonde with the roots rapidly growing out, is famous, she says, for being a bad girl and always answering the clients back. Then they spank her for it and feel that they are the boss. She has only been here for a couple of months." "Why is she changing her hair colour?" asked Jacqui,...

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Chandighar Ki Barish

Hi friends my name is vijay singh and I am from patiala punjab and my age is 20 yr old and my cock size is 7 inch long and 3inch thick well body I am M.Com 2nd year student muje meri last 5 story per acche comment mile aur kuch girls aur ladys ki mail bhi ai for sex service but mai nahi gya kyu ki mere exam tha after 3 month I write my story because in may my exam is start and so I am not more interest in sex but after exam I am free and I go to chandigarh at my friend house and I stay in...

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Garmi Ka Mosam Or Pehli Barish

Me or mare didi apne dur ke chacha ke gav gaye the hamari garmi ke chute me. Gav me chacha ka ghar bohat bada tha usme bohat sare kamre the me or didi roz subh jaldi uth jate or terrace par subh naha dhow kar kapde sukhane jate or fir Dadu ke radio on kar ke gane sunte the. Fir Sone jiski umar 15 sal mujse 1 sal bada or Monu 24 sal ka didi se 5 sal bada jab subh hum gana sunte tow wo dono upar chat par Terrace par akar exercise karte Monu ke seena choda or mote mote mussels the jab monu bhaiya...

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Poor Barry

Once upon a time, there was a young man named Barry, who was very sad and lonely. He wasn’t alone though. He and his lovely mother lived in a large, new home by the ocean. This new house was filled with Barry’s aunts, his cousin, and his grandfather. They spent their days at the beach, playing, laughing, eating or frolicking by the pool. Barry didn’t join in on the fun. He watched from afar, depressed and miserable. Everyone in this beautiful, big home by the ocean was involved in...

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Sex with my hot neighbor in Baroda

My name is Raja from Baroda, gujarat 20yrs old and i am 5″1o and with looking good personality. This incidents took place when i was only 19 and my neighbor was 21. Shazia(name changed) lived in my neighborhood, she was studying in f.a. she was the most beautiful girl i have ever seen. From the first day when i saw her, i was truly mad for her. She had a very well shaped figure 37-26-36 size . Sometimes i use to call her at my pace to talk to her. We talked daily on the phone and sometimes on...

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Shemales in Barcelona

due to my job, I had the opportunity to travel a lot. Once I had to travel to Barcelona and the complexity of the meetings required that I had to stay there for about 2 weeks for consultations with customers. After long working hours, normally we went for a nice dinner (nothing better than begin the evening with tapas and wine or sidra, concluding with a excellent dinner and a nice Rioja wine (or a white Albarino, one of the best kept secrets from Spain)After I was left in the hotel I searched...

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MOTHERS DAUGHTERS ABBY BARB

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Thundarr the Barbarian

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Abused at the bar

Abigail is upset discovering her husband is cheating on her. She goes to the bar the Boar's Head outside of town. Once there, she is used and abused by the Satan's Servants, a motorcycle club that uses the Boar's Head as their clubhouse. (M+/F, nc, rp, anal, tor, gb)***Author Note: After a prolonged absence I have decided to return. I had stop writing due to failure of some readers to respect the exclusivity of Kristen' Archives. My work is copyrighted and is published here with my permission....

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The Barmaid

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Linda at the Barbershop

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GAGARIFIC BARRY

When I first met Barry, I immediately noticed that his smile was gorgeous.   The second thing I noticed about him was how great his ass looked in tight jeans.   He was flirtatious and playful.   Barry and I had been dating just a month when we made a bet on a basketball game.   I won the bet and jokingly said that I wanted Barry to wear a pair of my panties.   Barry blushed but agreed.   I did not think he would really go through with it but he went into the bathroom with a pair of my...

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Gagarific Barry

When I first met Barry, I immediately noticed that his smile was gorgeous. The second thing I noticed about him was how great his ass looked in tight jeans. He was flirtatious and playful. Barry and I had been dating just a month when we made a bet on a basketball game. I won the bet and jokingly said that I wanted Barry to wear a pair of my panties. Barry blushed but agreed. I did not think he would really go through with it but he went into the bathroom with a pair of my lace string-bikini...

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Circle Jerk at the Gay Bar

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Surprise fun at a bar

Unexpected fun at a crowded bar (a long seductive story)I don’t make a habit of going to gay bars but I do search out LGBTQ friendly bars sometimes when I’m on the road just for the interesting company. This is a story about one of those occasions in a beach town. I had worked pretty hard all week and had to stay out of town over the weekend…I was in search of a little fun and companionship (not necessarily sex) although I was a little horny. I asked Siri where there might be such a pub close...

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Note to reader: This is a true story which happened in the late 1980’s. Some parts were taken from other sources. To the best of my knowledge, they are accurate. Names (other than mine) and a few other minor things have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved. However, the basic story is factual. All people engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years old. •••••••••••••••••••••••• Richard and Barb Coleman and their two daughters, Amanda and Jessie, moved into...

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