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“Gavin! You have to get moving if you are going to get to McIntyre’s by noon.”
“I got plenty of time, Mom. Don’t worry about it. I still don’t know what they want with me. Father usually takes care of all the legal matters. I never wanted to get involved with all that paperwork and such.”
“I know. I know, but they insisted it was important. And don’t push that horse more than you have to.”
“I don’t know why dad can’t at least go with me?” He posed it as a question, not a statement.
“He insisted that this is a meeting that you must take by yourself. He has confidence in your ability to handle it.”
“That means that he knows what it is about. Why didn’t he tell me?”
“He has his reasons. I am sure you will be okay. That is, if you get there on time. Now get moving. It is a long way to Aberdeen.”
The stable hand had the gelding ready when he got there. It wasn’t the fastest horse, but it was the largest and able to handle Gavin’s size for the trip with no problem. Gavin was large even for a Scotsman, but there was not an ounce of fat on him. Like his father and his father’s father, he was solid and fearful to behold even at only twenty-five years. The full beard and unkempt sandy hair did nothing to mellow the image. He did make it to the offices of McIntyre Solicitors in time, but barely.
Fitz McIntyre was grossly overweight and was not ashamed to admit that he was suffering from severe gout. As odd as it may seem, having gout was a sort of status symbol among the gentry. His desk was quite large but the room was small and dank. Gavin waited patiently while he arranged and rearranged several piles of paper until he had them just right.
McIntyre cleared his throat a few times and then took a sip of what appeared to be tea, but Gavin was not sure. “Robert Erskine, your great uncle died last month and named you, Gavin Erskine, as his one and only heir. You are to assume full ownership and possession of all his properties and enterprises within the next ninety days, or they will be forfeit.”
Gavin was a bit shocked. “I am sorry Mister McIntyre, can you repeat all that and be a bit more explicit? I was not at all prepared for this and need a chance to absorb it.”
“It’s my fault Gavin. I tend to be a bit brisk at times. Do you know anything at all about your great uncle?”
“Only that he lived in Ireland, never married and had quite a bit of land. I know nothing about any enterprises that you mentioned.”
“Like your father, your great uncle was also a Laird, similar to an English Lord. He has a extremely large estate with a fine manor house. There are only five tenant houses, however the property has a large clay pit which is leased out to a London porcelain company and an extensive turpentine operation. The income from these two enterprises alone has allowed him to maintain the manor easily and to accumulate a very large bank account and trust which you also inherit.”
“It appears that it would be foolish for me not to take it over.”
“That is correct and I recommend that you make arrangements to get there a soon as you can.”
“Where exactly is this place?”
After a bit of scrambling about the desk top, McIntyre produced a small map. “It appears to be about ten kilometers north of Kenmare.”
“I never heard of it.”
“Neither did I, but I am sure you will be able to find it.”
Gavin spent the next hour filling out and signing papers. It was interesting that by the time he left Aberdeen, he was wealthier than his own father. Now all he had left to do was go to Ireland and take possession.
The ride home seemed to go a lot faster than the ride to town.
By the time he got home his father had told his mother about the inheritance. She gave him a hug and his dad shook his hand with a big grin on his face. Dad did not know any more about Robert or the estate. Gavin tried to talk him into going with him for the first time, but he refused.
They were just finishing up supper when his mother got a serious look on her face.
“Gavin. Tomorrow morning you are to go to see Elsbeth. She will be expecting you. I will have a basket of bread and spirits ready for you to take for her.”
“I don’t understand. Why do I have to go see her? I know that she is special, but what does it have to do with me?”
“Elsbeth came to see me six months ago and told me something was going to happen that concerned you, but not what. She made me promise that you would come see her.”
“Mom, she is a cailleach!”
“Hush! She is a seer. There is a difference. What ever you do, treat her with respect.”
She was waiting when he arrived. Her unique appearance made it difficult to estimate her age, but Gavin had known of her as long as he could remember. As children they would tell stories about her at night to scare each other.
“Good morning ma’am. My mother sends this basket.”
“Please thank her for me. Have a seat Gavin. I won’t keep you long.”
Most of the folks now used oil lamps, but ms Elsbeth was still using candles. Although it was daytime, the small windows in the cottage did not let in much light.
“Listen very carefully now Gavin. There are only two things that you must do when you arrive in Ireland. It is important that you do as I say even though you may think of me as a crazy old lady. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
“You will marry one year after you arrive at your new home. Your bride will have raven black hair and will be spiteful as hell. You will recognize her as soon as you see her. You will have to tame her and keep her under control. Any questions?”
“Why would I want to marry such a shrew?”
“Because you will love each other. No matter what you do, you must stand by her. Do not lose her.”
“How will I know it is the right one?
“She will be tainted.”
“What does that mean?”
“I am not sure, but you will find out.”
Elsbeth poured two cups of tea and set out a plate of shortbread. Shortbread was a weakness of his and she must have known that.
“The second thing is a bit more complicated. You will naturally be growing some crops and your tenants will also. Under no circumstances will you allow your tenants to grow potatoes and you will not grow them yourself.”
“That doesn’t make sense. Everybody in Ireland grows potatoes. That is what most of them eat. Why would I deprive them of growing them?”
“I am not sure, but you must insist upon it. Have them grow turnips, beets, carrots, or what ever, but under no circumstances potatoes. If they want to eat potatoes, let them trade for them. They can eat them, but they can’t grown them.”
Gavin was reaching for his third shortbread cookie when he paused. “Any thing else I should know?”
“No, that is about it. Marry the galla with the black hair and don’t grow lumpers. Think you can remember that?”
He was laughing to himself as he ate the third cookie. Nothing made sense, but Elsbeth was never wrong. He wasn’t worried about the potato thing, but why would he marry a bitchy woman, and how was she tainted? What does ‘tainted’ even mean?
Gavin could have taken the ferry and traveled cross county to get to his estate, but he decided to go by ship to cut down on the land travel time. He quickly realized that it was a mistake and that he was not cut out for sea travel. He was traveling light, figuring that he could get anything that he needed after he arrived. From Kenmare, he decided that rather than buy a horse or rent a carriage he would walk to the manor. It was a bit further than he anticipated and he did not arrive until late afternoon. There were two stone pillars at the entrance to the estate. A brass plate with ‘Erskine’ was attached to one of them.
The stone manor house was larger than he imagined it would be. It was on top of a rise overlooking the five tenant houses below. Each of the clay structures looked to have about an acre of land allotted to it. One of them had a makeshift barn or stable in the rear.
“What is your business here?” He was not expecting the greeting.
Gavin hadn’t noticed where she came from, but she was impressive. A large woman with a no-nonsense air about her. Most of the ladies he noticed since arriving, had their hair long, but this one had hers tied up in a knot. She stood firm with her hands on her hips, waiting, no, demanding an answer.
“I have come a long way and I am here for my supper. How soon will it be ready?” He was interested to see how she responded to his quirky answer.
She paused momentarily and then a big grin crossed her face. “It is about time that you got here. Supper will be ready in twenty minutes. Please come in and I’ll get you some cider. Oh. Take off your shoes.”
The inside of the manor was a total contrast to the houses in the valley below. Everything was sparkling clean and in perfect condition. It appeared that no expense was spared building it.
“I am afraid you will have to do with cheese and sausages. I was expecting your arrival, but did not have enough information to plan a proper meal.”
Gavin followed her and sat at the kitchen table rather than in the dining room. She gave him an odd look, but continued getting a plate together.
“I am Sarah McClure. I have been the housekeeper here for twenty- seven years. Tomorrow morn I will explain everything to you as best as I can. Until then I suggest that you eat a bit and than rest. The next few days will be very hectic for you.”
“McClure is a Scottish name is it not?”
“In deed it is. Your Uncle would have it no other way. No more questions for now.”
Gavin was up early. He found himself fumbling around a bit in the unfamiliar kitchen, but eventually got himself a decent cup of tea. The morning dew was slowly burning off across the valley below. He stood on the porch and watched as Sarah McClure came out of the second tenant house, carrying a basket, and started the assent to the manor. For some reason he had thought that she would actually live in the house. A live-in house keeper made more sense to him. It was something he would have to look into.
“Good Morn, Sire. Are you surveying your domain?”
“Aye. But I have no idea what I am looking at or what I should be looking at.”
Sarah reached inside the basket and handed him a warm scone. “I’ll made you a spot of breakfast and then we will get you a few answers. Mike Rooney will be here shortly to give you a complete tour of the estate. You do ride, don’t you?”
He bit a good chunk out of the scone and gave a small chuckle at her ridiculous question. Of course he rode; he was a Scotsman.
Mike Rooney had lived at the manor for over ten years. He was in charge of all of the farming endeavors; that included the orchard, the main garden area and the field crops. He was allowed to sell all excess crops and split the cash return with the laird. He was very happy with the arrangement and apparently so was Gavin’s Great Uncle.
On the morning ride Gavin was able to see almost the entire estate. They started with the peat bog at the far rear of the property. Harvesting of the peat was leased and in return the estate got all the heating fuel it needed for the manor and the tenant houses, as well as a substantial monetary amount.
The turpentine grove was managed by Will Darcey who lived in another of the tenant houses. He employed several workers from the nearby village. The turpentine was shipped to a processing plant in Wales.
Mike did not take Gavin to the clay pit, but they did ride to the top of the hill overlooking the operation. It was a massive undertaking and it was totally run by a porcelain company from London. Gavin was relieved to hear that he would not have to concern himself with it.
Mike was particularly proud of the apple orchard. He grew Windsor Reds and Irish Peach apples. Gavin though that was an odd name for an apple. Most of the them were used for cider, which was pressed there on the laird.
Along side of the orchard was a large area where oats, corn, and hay was grown. To the south east side of the manor house was a large field with sheep and goats. They belonged to Will Darcey, who provided meat for the manor.
The main garden plot produced enough for the laird, with plenty extra for Rooney to sell.
They ended up at the stables. There were two plow horses, two riding horses, and four pit ponies. The riding horses and the ponies were seldom used. Gavin thanked Mike for the tour and headed back to the manor house. He had worked up a good thirst and was also ready for a bit of lunch.
Lunch consisted of a hardy stew with a bit of meat that he could not identify. It was good and filling and went well with the crusty bread.
“Master Gavin, do you a have a trunk or something coming with your clothing and such?” Since he chose to eat in the kitchen again, Sarah was able to discuss things with him as he ate.
“I only have what I brought with me. I figured that I would buy what I needed when I got here.”
“We will go to Kenmare tomorrow. It is market day and you will also be able to spend a bit of time taking care of banking business.”
“How do we go?”
“You do know how to drive a pony cart I take it?”
“I think I can handle it.”
“After you finish lunch we will review your tenants and their arrangements. You can adjust the terms as you feel necessary. They all had different agreements with your uncle.
“Wylie Hogan lives in the first house with his wife and two sons. He is the laird carpenter and general maintenance man. He also does work off the laird to make spending cash. His two grown sons work on their own doing whitewashing. They mostly work off the manor but also take care of the tenant houses and manor out buildings. He has been here for over ten years and your uncle was very happy with their arrangement.”
Gavin just gave her a small nod and she continued.
“Will Darcy and his wife are in the second cottage. He runs the turpentine operation and also raises sheep and goats that graze on the lower fields. Although your uncle did enjoy a nice beef steak every so often, he ate a lot of mutton and goat. The turpentine operation is very profitable. Darcey is able to make extra cash by regularly selling off some of the lambs and goats. Your uncle was also happy with this arrangement.”
Gavin nodded again and she continued.
“You met Mike this morning. He sells off all of the excess produce and splits the proceeds with the manor. He also handles the cider press operation and sales of the cider. His efforts provide for all the oats and hay we need. He is happy with the situation and so was your uncle.”
“My husband Rob and I live in the fourth house. Rob is a beekeeper and also makes candles. He sells the honey and the candles to two different dealers in Kenmare. Our children are both gone now and unfortunately Rob is getting a bit long in the tooth. I try and spend as much time with him as I can. That is why I no longer work at the manor full time. I would like to discuss my working arrangement with you a bit further, but that can wait until later.”
“William O’Reilly lives in the last house with his three daughters, Meg, Maeve and Clara. O’Reilly takes care of the stables and live stock. He also runs a small drayage business. Two of his daughters make artificial flowers and pastilles which they sell at the market in Kenmare. O’Reilly and your uncle did not get along too well and to be honest, I don’t know why he kept him on. He is a bit nasty and argumentative. His wife left him about ten years ago, we believe because of his bad attitude.” “You mentioned three daughters. What does the third one do?”
“Nothing as such. That is one of the reasons O’Reilly is so testy.”
“Do you care to explain that a bit?”
“Clara is a bastaird. About twenty years ago her mother, Mary, went to visit her folks in Dublin. While she was there she had an affair with a Portugese fisherman. She came back pregnant and when Clara was born with pitch black hair O’Reilly was furious. The other two have red hair like their father. From there on out, O’Reilly treated his wife and the bastaird like lepers. He never physically abused them, but there was no love or affection shown. That is how Clara was raised and is still affected by it. She was still young when her mother left and had to endure her father’s wraith ever since. She is a mean, bitter young girl.”
“Why didn’t Mary take Clara with her when she left?”
“The rumor is that she went to Moll’s Gap. It is not the best place to be with a young girl in tow.”
Sarah and Gavin were half way to Kenmare when they passed O’Reilly and his daughters on the road. His cart was loaded with honey, candles and produce to sell. The two perky gingers were sitting on the back of the cart chatting away. Walking several steps behind was O’Reilly’s bastaird. As soon as he saw her he knew that she was the one. Elsbeth was right again.
There was more money in the bank than Gavin could spend in his life time. Of course any number of things could happen that would wipe it out, but if he was true to his Scottish heritage of thriftiness he was set. Add to this the income from the ongoing endeavors and his children and children’s children would never have to worry. He celebrated the good news by purchasing an entire new wardrobe of the best that was available. Anything better would have to come from London or Dublin.
Sarah and he finished the day by walking through the market. They didn’t see O’Reilly, but his two favorite daughters seemed to be doing well selling their flowers and sweets. Clara was sitting at the side of the cart reading a paper back book of some type. She snapped her head up while he was staring at her. Their eyes met and neither of them looked away. Under normal circumstances, one or the other would advert their eyes, but not this time. She stood up and started towards him just as Sarah grabbed his arm.
“Not now, sire. This is not the time or place.” The tug on his sleeve broke the spell of the moment. He gave his future bride a small nod and backed away.
The paddy cart was loaded on the way home. What room was not taken up with new clothing was filled with biscuits and other goodies. Sarah was talking the whole way back, but did not say a word about Clara. It was as if she knew.
When Gavin came down for breakfast he found Clara in the kitchen with Sarah. The table was laid out with far more food than he could ever consume. He didn’t know if Sarah was trying to impress him or Clara. This time her eyes did not met his. She avoid looking at him to the point that it became obvious. He did notice that she was also glancing around the inside of the manor as if she had never been in it before. Gavin gave Sarah a slight imploring glance, trying to get some sort of idea of what she expected him to do next. It was a bit awkward for Clara and for him. Sarah seemed to think it was a bit funny and had a silly grin on her face. Finally he couldn’t take it any more.
“Clara!” Their eyes did meet, now. “Sit!” She sat, and as soon as she did, Sarah had a cup of tea in front of her.
Gavin preceded to fill his plate and eat, trying not to make a mess of it. He made liberal use of the napkin Sarah had provided, to keep his beard as clean as possible. Clara sipped her tea as she glanced back and forth between Sarah and Gavin, not knowing what to do, or what was expected of her. She was in the lairds house for the first time and she did not know why. She was not afraid, but was a bit unsettled. Sarah cleared the dishes away and sat down at the table with Clara and Gavin. She had her own cup of tea.
“Clara. I will be retiring very shorty and the master will need a housekeeper. I would like for you to take over for me. If you can agree to it, I will spend the next few months teaching you everything that you need to know. You will of course be living in the manor house full time and be available to him twenty-four hours a day. You can have one day off a week for personal affairs. Do you have any questions?”
“What exactly do I have to do?”
“Cleaning, cooking, laundry and what ever is necessary to keep the house running properly.”
“I don’t know him. He is a Scotsman. I don’t want to be in the house alone with him.”
Gavin, who had been sitting quietly, realized what Sarah was attempting and why. He was glad that she was able to do what he could not do, and wanted it to be successful. He reached down to his right ankle, remove something, and quickly placed it on the table in front of Clara.
“What is this?”
“This is my sgian dubh. It is sacred. It was given to me by my grandfather. It is my most valued possession.”
“It is an knife!”
“No, it is more than that, much more. You will keep in on you at all times. If at anytime you feel threaten in any manner, it will be there to protect you. With the sgian dubh you will be invincible. You will fear nothing.”
It was an odd smile that she gave him. As if what he said was a bit humorous. For some reason, she could relate to it, even though it was a bit preposterous.
“It sure looks like a knife.” Gavin just smiled as she put in on her lap.
“Okay. I will give it a try. I just have one more question. Why me? There are a lot of girls around that are far more qualified than I am.”
Gavin was at a loss for words. Sarah finally looked at him. “Gavin, say something.”
“You were different than the others. You looked liked good breeding stock.”
Clara sat with her mouth hanging open and Sarah started to giggle. Gavin quickly got out of his chair and left the room, kicking himself for blurting out such a stupid thing.
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I would never have considered going to a festival by myself before, but Iwas having an amazing time on my own. Not just due to my new experiencewith Truffle Boy but the whole thing in general. Doing just what I wantedwithout having to consider others, and I don't mean that in the selfish wayit sounds!The memories of Thursday night were constantly on my mind and I was like adog on heat. I was constantly horny and getting erections. Despite havingan amazing night on the Friday, I returned to my...
Emma eyed the half loaded commuter train car for a few moments before deciding to take a seat across from a middle aged business man who was busy reading the morning paper!!! She waddled down the aisle and stopped at his shoulder and asked in a sweet voice, "Is this seat taken," while motioning to the empty bench directly across from him!?! "Uh no, ma'am," he replied while shaking his head, "it's been empty ever since I got on board, help yourself!!!" "Thanks," Emma replied while plopping down...
FetishKaren woke up with a start. She had been dreaming again, always the same one. It centred around her brother and the shower. Sometimes the scenario would differ slightly, but not the outcome. Normally her dreams were never that memorable, she would sometimes remember parts of them, but very rarely the whole thing.Karen sat up and looked at her alarm clock, 6:30, damn she thought to herself, it’s going to be another long day. Deciding to get up she swung her legs out of bed and headed for the...
Melissa sighed with relief as the last Advanced English student wandered out of her classroom. Finally, her teaching day was over. Humming under her breath, Melissa wandered around her classroom, straightening desks and collecting the various scraps of paper, pencils and miscellaneous items left behind by the 95 students who had taken her classes that day. After bending to pick up a forgotten copy of Hawthorne’s Scarlet Letter, Melissa pressed her hands to the small of her back and stretched,...
The medieval drama needed someone to play the doomed English queen. Step forward the prettiest boy in school. It was all fun and games for our “actress” until the last grisly scene when everything went horribly wrong.Jay had always been a would-be thespian. He loved Shakespeare and often spent hours at home in front of the mirror reciting the dialogue. Lady Macbeth and Juliet were his favourite characters and he dreamt of playing them on stage in front of an appreciative audience.Of course, he...
Editor’s Note: The next page is a copy of a page from Tara’s journal. It is not dated but the meeting it describes occurred on the evening of Thursday, December 2nd. So I had another meeting with the Doc. It would be wrong to say they had to drag me there kicking and screaming but I didn’t want to go. They made me. When I say ‘they,’ I mean my family. They didn’t even bother to ask how I was feeling or if I wanted to talk to the doctor, they just told me I had an appointment and took me to...
I was in Guam having come over from the Philippines. I was stationed there on temporary assignment and after fucking little brown machines each night this vacuum of sex called Guam sucked. I had went to the massage parlors and fucked Korean chicks in the ass but I was desperate for cock. I had wanted to hook up with a Filipino for a suck and fuck while in the P.I. but that never happened because of fear of being caught.It was late in the downtown and I had left a bar walking back toward the...
Stephanie West arrives at her friend’s house after being invited over to catch some sun next to the pool all afternoon, but when her friend’s brother Sean admits that he used a new app to ghost text her, posing as his sister, Stephanie’s none too thrilled about it. She knows Sean’s been trying to get in her pants for years, and she also knows that HE knows she and her boyfriend just broke up. But she’s already there and she’s already in her bikini, so she decides to make the most of it and lay...
xmoviesforyouWhen santhi bhabi found out that i often wrote sex stories, she hardly leaves me alone. I am almost 25, a sale executive working with a multi-national company and santhi bhabi is my elder sister-n-law, a 28 year dame, now living with us, quite a doll and a mother of 1 year old baby. My elder brother sreekanth, her spouse, is an software engineer and in usa on deputation for the last one year. She has been teaching in a montessori school. Never before or since have had i seen another female...
IncestI went to Home Depot to get some primer paint for my new walls and chlorine for the pool, and Kirin insisted she had to go along to get a lock for school. I always enjoy taking Kirin along, as she is kinda bouncy in a nine year old way, and helps make dull trips enjoyable. Now I had gotten Kirin a new Master Combination Lock, just like the ones we had in school, at the beginning of the school year. I think I still have one, somewhere, that works. 06-36-30 is the combination. I stole that one...
Julie's cute face stuck through the opening to the camper shell."Deal? What deal?""Shit, Julie! Can't I have any secrets from you? You already made me tell you that your mom is forcing me to let her fuck around. Isn't that enough?""No, Daddy. I want to know everything. Tell me.""But you're my daughter! Aren't there laws of some kind to keep me from having to tell you my sexual secrets?""I'm grown now. The law says you have to tell me.""Shit! Well, here goes. You already knew that your mom is...
Series 1, Episode 7: Sarah We’re back in the nation’s capital. This time we’re outside a large hospital. A small group of nurses are grabbing a smoke just off the hospital grounds. One of them – youngish, slim, and looking particularly good in her uniform, turns away from the group and walks over toward the camera. She has a wide toothy smile, red cheeks, pointy nose and a high forehead, all framed with silky brunette hair tied back in a long pony tail. She hasn’t the most beautiful face,...
In 2008 I was leading an exciting double life. On the one hand I was a mild-mannered professional with a good job, house and fantastic circle of friends but on the other hand I was this sex enthused guy whose sole desire was to fuck as many sexy girls as possible. I was single, happy and did not care to get into any sort of relationship, partly because I had not found anyone serious in 4 years and I had been through some tough times in the last year. In addition, I had been unlucky in love and...
Anal"Something odd is going on over in Wessextown," the old lady said. "You've nothing useful to do. Go investigate." I gobbled down my breakfast, tended to my horse and weapons and was on my way before the sun topped the trees. Wessex was a small, tidy town with a pleasant square, a white church, two taverns, a sawmill and a respected potter. I headed for the larger tavern and had a good beer. The place was empty but it was barely noon. "Yer jus' in time for the show," the publican...
The park was crowded with sunbathers taking advantage of the blazing hot day, shift workers, young mums with their kids and the men, dozens and dozens of men all feasting on the vast quantity of flesh on display.Robert glanced up from where he lay on the grass and saw his sister walk confidently into the park, she wore a thin flowery skirt, so short that it barely contained her crotch, stopping just short of exposing it even when she stood still. Her top was little more than a thin white vest...
ExhibitionismWay back in 1987 when I was 26, I used to be involved in semi-pro photography and used to take a lot of shots of girls who wanted to be models. One who came along regularly was a girl called Melanie. She had been coming with her Mum for a about a year. She was gorgeous and looked way older than 15-16! I was well-aware she had a bit of a crush on me which I tried to brush off.Then one night after the session had finished, her Mum came up to me and said that it was Melanies 16th Birthday in the...
FIRST HOURI’d been lusting after Cloe Simmonds ever since I figured out all the amazing things the package in my pants can do. But she only had eyes for her handball coach. It was damn painful to watch. Luckily, he eventually decided that she wasn’t worth his career. Fool. As soon as he was out of the picture, I swooped in and swept her off her feet with a little help from my dad’s Jag and credit card. It was all worth it. Losing myself in her scent, kissing her whole delicious body from her...
SwingersShe replied, “Well, since Mom and Dad are gone for another 100 days or so, we should bring the refrigerated and frozen stuff over or it will spoil, and maybe get freezer burn. I wonder if we shouldn’t get an additional refrigerator for the garage or wherever.” “If you do, I can stay here and sign for it, you guys,” said Jennifer. “Jenn, that’s nice of you but...” “Richard, will you let go of that, ‘it’s not what you’re hired for’ crap. Sometimes a person wants to help out a friend, and...
"I'm a mess," Heather giggled."You are a truly magnificent mess, Sweetheart," I replied, helping my daughter off of my bed.Heather stood looking up at me, smiling. I bent forward and kissed her lips, "Let's get you cleaned up."Heather followed me to the master bathroom and sat on the edge of the tub while I began filling it. My daughter watched and smiled as I busied myself arranging towels and a washcloth for her. I carried the candles from the bedroom, setting them around the tub. I had no...
IncestAfter I settled in the hotel, finally the holiday can start. I had not been away other than for business for a while, so these two weeks will do me good, no obligations, no appointments, just enjoying myself. all unpacked and after having had some food, time to go out and see what the surrounding area has to offer, tomorrow I would do some more of the tourist stuff then here.After wandering around a while I found a little bar, the gay flag next to the leather flag on its outside lead me to...
So there I am standing in line at the corner gas-stop/foodmart. Last in line behind four really pissed off people who have already been standing there for quite some time. After joining them, I’ve been in line for about two minutes, the first fuel customer, a lady in her mid thirties, retrieves a small fold of bills from her purse and leaves it on the counter. She then departs the store, hops in her car and leaves. The second patron, an older man in a bermuda shirt and kahki shorts, says...
Bikini Beach: Fixation By: Light Clark Synopsis: Gavin was very fixated on a single attribute to the exclusion of all else, until a helpful stranger at the club suggests that he give Bikini Beach a try. "How about her, Gavin?" Craig suggested, pointing toward a perky looking blonde. The girl was quite cute, flaunting a charming innocence in her white sun dress as she danced to the music of the club. "She's cute." Rolling my eyes, I shook my head at my friend's suggestion. ...
Okay, this is how me and my 18 year old neighbor, Atif, started. I am 28 now. Actually, I am taking his help only to write this. When me and my husband shifted to Jakarta, we stayed in a hotel for a few days while investigating which house to buy. We already have a house but it’s just too big for just the 2 of us and our servants to live. 11 rooms is impractical and it was in the suburbs as well. So, we were going around seeing many houses. We finalized on a penthouse in South Jakarta. It’s a...
EroticYoung Miss Honeysuckle Preston was not of royal lineage by any stretch of the imagination but she did have aspirations of securing a husband of reputable stock and with income that was suited to her liking and a lifestyle of comfort and noticeable lack of concern about the cost of this or the price of that when a whim for consumerism hit her smack dab between the eyes and she simply had to have the item regardless of expense. She thought she had found the best man for the job of bedding her...
A politically correct married guy encounters genuine slut trailer trash times three: [Chas, Beth and Erica's road-trip between college and university]It was either the local caravan park or three weeks at my mother-in-law’s. Some choices in life aren’t really options.Fiona and I were just back from working in Japan for two years. I had taught ESL and so had Fee with a TESSOL Certificate. We were now waiting for the rental lease on our house to expire so we could really be home. Fiona was happy...
In my senior year of college at UEC, I developed bone spurs in the vertebrae of my neck. I wasn't really surprised because dad and one of my elder brothers suffered from the same condition. It wasn't ordinarily a problem but I quickly discovered the muscles I used to throw a football pulled on my neck enough to prevent me from throwing the long rifle like passes spectators loved to see. The medium to short range passes still looked good and we won games but about two thirds through the...
Leaning in, closing the distance between their soft red lips, Ruth felt a slight pang of nervousness in the pit of her stomach. This was not the first time she had kissed another woman, once upon a time in college, some 15 years before, she and her friend Kim had been a little adventuress and one night curiosity got the better of them. That kiss had been electric, the softness of the other woman’s lips and the feel of her body as they embraced each other had brought out something that Ruth...
It was a night like any other winter night in the City of Brockton. The snow was falling gently, the wind was light almost non-existent as two vigilantes keep a silent watch together over their fair city. Brockton used to be a nice city, it was once the ‘Shoe Capitol of the World’. The City of Champions, as its downtrodden citizens called it. Brockton was the birthplace of boxing champions Rocky Marciano and Marvin Hagler. It seemed to everyone living in the towns adjacent to Brockton that...
As I uncurled into the stretch, my hand swept from my knee along the inside of my thighs, brushed past my still sleeping cunt with no notice and traced from my pelvis, across to my naked side, past my shoulder and reached the full length of my already outstretched left arm where it interlaced delicately manicured fingers with its counterpart and together they drew themselves into a high and fast arc over the now cast aside pillow then plunged down beyond it with enough strength or enough...
I knew I had been invited to meet a divorced woman. Per our many chat's it was not a happy divorced. The break-up began long before we started talking via the internet. When he started to spend more time with his “office bimbo” (in her words). The marriage became unsaveable. She describe herself as a lonely (in more ways than one) school teacher. I got her address and one day staked out her house. It was dark when she came home from food shopping. From what I could see, wow what a women. I...
Wednesday, 4 shopping days to Christmas Marina didn’t wake until it was already light outside, when she found herself alone in Sophie’s bed. She hadn’t heard Sophie get up before her in the morning. She noticed it was about nine in the morning. Outside, the view from the front bedroom window was fantastic. There was thick white snow as far as the eye could see under a thick leaden sky. The house was completely surrounded, or at least from where she could see, by fields, hedges and woods, no...
September 9, 1847 I would have never believed so much stuff could go into a wagon. I have seen everything I could possibly imagine coming out of them wagons and some things that I would have never brought on such a long difficult journey. Why would anyone take the trouble to bring a harpsichord all the way from Missouri to Oregon? This was in the Simeroth wagon. And why did Claire bring a small church bell? (This came from our wagon and I didn't even know it was there! Where do they put...
The huge bull mastiff dog came walking into the back yard of the converted farmhouse with a stiff-legged gait. His big, blunt head turned slowly from side to side, sniffing. His amber eyes glinted and his long, red tongue lolled out. The dog wanted to get laid. The big brute had a hard-on, a gigantic fuck-tool quite in proportion to his powerful, two-hundred-pound body. He lusted for someplace to slide that hard-on, someplace hot and wet and slippery. His balls were swollen as big as...
Betsy Elliott is a genius! Hermie, my old, old friend Hermie, is a genius for finding her, asking her to marry him, and somehow persuading her that it was a good idea. The moonlight dinner cruise on the river might have been every bit as corny and contrived as it sounds, and God knows it wasn't cheap. But it never would have occurred to me to invite a date on a river cruise for dinner and dancing. Until I had found Shirley again, it never would have occurred to me to go dancing anywhere,...
It was fast approaching Halloween, and I was really getting excited about it this year - for a very good reason. I'd had my eye on my brother's best friend Jay for a long time and as we'd all arranged to meet at a Halloween costume party, now was the perfect opportunity to carry out my seductive plans.I desperately wanted to lose my virginity to this handsome Adonis. With his long dark hair, athletic body (him and my brother Luke were both on the school soccer team), and hazel eyes, he was...
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