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Cindy had seemed sullen to me when we had our breakfast together early the next morning. She was as subdued as I'd ever seen her during the first part of the flight up to Bolling. She had this resilience though, it was a trait I'd always admired about her. After about an hour of silence in the cockpit, she started talking to me again. She was apparently curious about whether I planned to bring Shirley over to the other house, too curious to continue being silent. We spoke about what my options were, now that everything had come out about what Joyce and I had been planning to do with Cindy.

"I think Joyce has already talked to Shirley, Cindy. She told me she planned to last night. She said she was going to tell Shirley that I would be with her all day today, but she expected me to make an appearance at our house sometime tomorrow. I've already told Shirley we might make this a weekend for just us two and the children. I think it needs to be left up to Shirley. She's been waiting for something like this weekend to happen for awhile now."

"You can't just leave everything up to Shirley, Kenny. She'll keep you all for herself if you allow her to do it. That's what I'd do too."

"Joyce is going to be talking to her. Usually Shirley listens to whatever Joyce tells her. You should have more faith in Joyce. Usually she knows how to handle things like this whenever they come up. She's certainly better qualified to deal with this than I am."

"Joyce is always saying she'll fix things, but she means she'll fix them the way she wants them to be. Sometimes, even when she tries her hardest, she can't deliver when she tells you she'll do something. When you talked with Shirley last night, did she sound like she was mad at me?"

"I couldn't really tell. I was busy trying to make sure she wouldn't be so mad at me that she'd want to cancel our weekend plans. She didn't say anything to me about blaming you for anything. She sounded more frustrated and disappointed than angry at anyone. So many things have happened, whenever we try to plan anything together. Now she always gets suspicious that something will ruin whatever we have planned. I'm hoping this time things will end differently, that we'll both enjoy ourselves. We really need for it to be different this time, not like all the other times we've tried to do something together since I went to the clinic. It's really important that we have a good weekend together."

"Together? There's that same word you keep saying. You say that word a lot to me now. You and Joyce getting together, Doing things so you and Shirley can be together. Whenever I talk about together, as in us being together, you either change the subject, or talk about me getting together with Joyce. Have you already decided that you and I won't ever be together?"

Cindy was pretty perceptive. I hadn't consciously tried to give her the impression that I was pessimistic about the two of us getting back together. I hadn't decided that she and I would never be together, only that it wasn't going to happen unless the other wives were together with us too. Somewhere in my mind, a long time ago, I had made a decision that Cindy was more Joyce's women than she would ever be mine. I might be the one sharing some of the other wives with Joyce, but with Cindy, I felt like I was having Joyce share her with me.

It was exactly the same way I felt about Emily sharing Brenda with all of us. Brenda always insisted, when she was alone with me, that it was me that she felt closest to. Whenever we were together with just Emily, Brenda and me though, it became apparent that Brenda was more Emily's wife than she was mine. I had always had Joyce back then, so it hadn't troubled me too much. It was a reality that I had been willing to accept.

Shirley fell into a grey area with me as far as her loyalties were concerned. Sexually, she was definitely my wife, but much more than any of the other wives, Cindy included, she looked to Joyce for any important decisions being made that would either be affecting her or the children. With Shirley, it was more like she was both mine and Joyce's together.

Some of our interrelationships were even more complex than that. There were secondary and tertiary influences that could change who was ascendant in these primary loyalty roles. Not forever, but from time to time. Joyce and I, acting together, were stronger with Brenda than Emily was all by herself.

Eddie and Dale were closer than any of us could ever be with either of them. Joyce had more influence with Eddie than I did, but Dale looked to me rather than to Joyce.

Of all of us, it was Emily that usually stood most ready to make important decisions all on her own. She also was the one most likely to take action once she'd decided something. She had always had this independent streak, and this, coupled with her natural tendency to argue about most things, is what kept creating division inside the family. Emily liked to polarize things. Sometimes, I felt like she'd just get bored and want to stir up some emotional energy because of that. If I hadn't loved her as much as I did, I'd have simply allowed Emily to drift away from our family. Unfortunately, whenever she did that, I realized how vital it was to me that she remain an important part of my life. While I was thinking all this, Cindy was waiting for me to answer her.

"I really don't think of it as you and I together, Cindy. I think that way about Joyce and me. I even think that way if it's you, Joyce and me together, or if it's Shirley, Joyce and me. There are different kinds of together. I can't imagine you and me together, not without Joyce being there with both of us. The same is true for Emily and Brenda. Over the years, I've begun thinking of those two as being inseparable, like Eddie and Dale are. I see you as being inseparable from Joyce."

"I don't see myself that way at all. I don't know why you have to believe something like that either. Why won't you believe me when I tell you that it's you that I've mainly been attracted to?"

"I didn't say I didn't believe it when you tell me that. Brenda tells me that too. Dale and Shirley have both told me that as well. What I'm talking about now is how I see things, not about how you or the other wives might see them. I see myself as being inseparable from Joyce. For a long time, Joyce saw herself the same way, but then she stopped believing we were inseparable. When she stopped believing that, things started falling apart for me."

"We all thought you two were inseparable too."

"We are. I didn't say we ever stopped being inseparable, only that Joyce had stopped believing that we were. Connections weaken when they aren't tied firmly to each end. All our family's connections were weakened while I was sick. I wanted to reconnect, but there's another part of me that objects to making all the connections firm again. I'm not strong enough yet to make these connections again if I'm alone. With Joyce, I think I'm strong enough, so I'll have to begin by making all these connections through her."

With Shirley too?"

"I don't think so. Shirley is in a different category than the rest of the wives. I'm strong enough right now to make my own connection with her. She still has her strong connection with Joyce. I'm hoping the three of us will each be inseparable with each other."

"Are you telling me that we can be like that, but only through Joyce?"

"I'm telling you I'm hoping we can. I know Joyce wants all of us back together. Joyce doesn't have any problems with the idea of getting all of us back together. I'm the one who has the problem. I'll need to change some things before I'll be able to get back together with all the wives myself. I'm hoping that all the wives can reconnect with me through Joyce, and through her I can then do what I have to do in order to reestablish my own connections with all of you."

We talked some more before we landed at the airport in Bolling. I wasn't sure Cindy understood what I was trying to communicate to her. She might have just believed I was trying to pawn her off on Joyce for the weekend. When I'd been speaking with her about connections, I'd been practicing on her for what I wanted to say to Joyce.

I saw Joyce as our best hope for all of us getting back together again. Joyce was the only one who could keep us all connected until I was able to manage to come to some workable arrangement with my subconscious self. I planned to check myself back into the clinic, allowing Dr. Fellows to hypnotize me as often as she needed to, while I used her as a go between to negotiate some form of workable compromise with my subconscious self.

Shirley was waiting at the airport for us with Hans. Derek and the girls were there with her as well. There was a period of awkwardness between Shirley and Cindy while they waited for me to get done with speaking with the maintenance people about what I needed done with the plane. Shirley and Cindy hadn't been speaking to each other when I turned back and started walking over to where they all were. They weren't glaring at each other or anything, it was more like they were ignoring each other being there.

"Shirley, I've been looking forward to us having a pleasant time today. Cindy hasn't done anything to justify you making her feel uncomfortable or unwelcome. If you're angry, then be angry at me. I'm the one who deserves it."

"She could have picked another time." Shirley was looking at Cindy although she was directing her words to me.

"Joyce asked me to invite her this time. All Cindy did was accept our invitation. In half an hour we're going to be dropping her off at the other house. If the two of you haven't gotten this straightened out by then, I'm going to be disappointed in both of you. I hope you don't decide to get this weekend's visit off to a disappointing start."

"I didn't say anything bad to her. I'm disappointed that it isn't going to just be the three of us. That's what we talked about. You'd spend time with us, then we'd spend time over at the other house, with Joyce and the other kids."

"You're acting as if she did something you have a right to resent her for. What is it you think she did?"

"Today was supposed to be ours, Kenny. I thought tomorrow and Saturday would be for all the children, and for you, Joyce and me."

"You should be mad at Joyce then."

"I am. I'm mad at you and her both."

"Then it's lucky Cindy is here now, so you have someone around that you aren't mad at. This is an unfortunate time for you to decide to be mad at me. It's going to put a real strain on the time we have together. I'll be honest, I had real high hopes for this visit with you. I wanted to show you that we could get along again. You being mad at me is going to get us off to a bad beginning. I wish you'd been mad at me earlier in the week, before I went to all the trouble I did, changing my schedule around so that I'd have an extra day and night to be here with you and the family."

"You hadn't done anything earlier in the week to make me mad. Why couldn't just being with Joyce, me, and the children have been enough for you on this visit?"

"I haven't done anything now either. I invited Cindy to come up here with me. Joyce and I had made some plans for what was originally scheduled to be her time with me. I guess you're mad because I didn't decide quickly enough that I should spend more time with you, and less time with Joyce and Cindy? I didn't do anything to cut short, or in any way affect, the time you and I had agreed to spend together on this visit. What I did do was make an offer to you to extend the time I'd be with you from the one day we'd agreed on, to the whole weekend. Is that what you're mad about, me wanting to spend more time with you than we had agreed to?"

"It's like you deciding to bring her along with you when we were supposed to be going on our own date."

"It's like that if all you're trying to see is the worst possible interpretation of this. Is that what you want? That isn't why I think you're acting this way. I think you're afraid, worried that we'll have our time together, and it won't be as good as you've been hoping it would be. You're giving yourself an excuse for that disappointment already. You'd rather keep your hopes intact, in case we have a problem, than take a chance of trying your best to see that we do have as good a time as you were hoping for. I think you do that whenever there's any chance that we'll be together, like this weekend. It's been four years, Shirley. We can't keep making up these artificial problems to postpone finding out for ourselves if we can still be together. I want you to try to relax about this. It really is going to be fine. We'll get through this together. We'll show each other that we can be good together again. After we do that, we'll talk about what each of us needs to do to make our future together as good as our past was, before I got sick. I'm no longer sick, and its time we began celebrating that fact."

Shirley looked sad, almost sad enough to lose her remaining composure. I reached for her hand and gently pulled on her arm until she moved slowly away from her seat across from and facing me, and over to me until she was sitting beside me on the seat I had been previously been sharing with Derek and Becky. The kids were all giggling as they watched their mother being pulled away from where she had been sitting.

"Kenny!" Shirley wasn't resisting, although she made an attempt to seem like she was. It occurred to me that this was what she wanted and needed, for me to actively reach out and bring her back to me, just like I had when I reached out and pulled her closer to me in the limo.

"Hush, Shirl, we've been apart for too long already. This visit wasn't planned so we could have another fight and postpone our being back together. We both agreed that we'd spend this time together. I'm living up to my part of that agreement. You need to live up to your part of it as well."

I happened to glance forward and see the expression on Cindy's face. It was wistful. I knew she would have greatly preferred that it was her I had reached for, and not Shirley. For the remainder of the trip over to our house, I held Shirley's hand and kept her close against me. Even the children cooperated by being quiet and well behaved. Beck had a happy smile on her face, as did Derek. Leah spent most of her time and attention just staring at Cindy. I was glad when we arrived at the house and Joyce came out to greet us all.

Cindy got out of the car and went over to kiss Joyce. Hans had come around to retrieve both Cindy's bags and carried them up to the front door. I'm sure he would have taken them inside, if Phil hadn't appeared to take the bags from him. I waved through the open door at Phil, and told Joyce I'd give her a call the next day, as soon as Shirley and I made up our minds about what we were going to do. She didn't look happy to hear me telling her that, but she waved to us anyway. When Hans got back in the limo, we drove about another half a mile over to Shirley's house.

It was an older two story wooden house on the main road going to the country club. It was less house than I had supposed it would be. I had made certain that Shirley had full access to the money I'd put into the trust I'd set up for her and our children. With years of trading profits, it had grown to be a considerable sum, more than fourteen million dollars. The house I was looking at couldn't have cost more than fifty or sixty thousand. It was an older house in an older neighborhood. Even though it was a two story house, it wasn't large or spacious by any stretch of the imagination.

"Why didn't you get something nicer than this, Shirley? You have enough money to afford a lot better than this."

"I wasn't planning on living here forever, Kenny. I just needed a place for us to live until you made your choices."

"Which choices?"

"I'd rather not say right now. Little pitchers have big ears." She looked at the three kids sitting on the seat opposite ours.

Shirley and the children went into the house, but I waited outside to speak with Hans about getting a ride back to the airport for Cindy and me, sometime during the morning on Sunday. I told him I'd let him know what time I'd be ready, later on in the weekend. I told him too, that I was planning to come by Mama's house for at least one meal, and that I wanted to spend a few hours there to give me a chance to touch bases with all of them. I said it definitely wouldn't be before Friday afternoon or sometime Saturday though.

The inside of the house was much nicer than the outside had been. The furniture was nice, and everything looked like it had been freshly painted and all the flooring looked like it had been newly varnished. It was a cozy house, even though the ceilings were low, and the rooms seemed smaller than I was used to.

I could see that Shirley was expecting me to comment on the interior.

"It's nice inside, Shirl. I can see your taste in all these pieces of furniture. I bet you and your mother had a lot of fun picking everything out?" I had noticed the furniture was different than her mom's but not so different that I'd believe she hadn't had a hand in helping Shirley pick out some of the pieces. Some of the rugs on the floor might even have come from her collection. She was always moving these rugs of hers around from one room to another, or from one spot on the floor to a spot that gave the rug a different appearance. Her husband had spent about fifteen years in the carpet business, but all Mrs. Jones kept in her house were these Persian and Turkish carpets, some were just runners, but some of them were large enough to mostly cover a good sized room. She had bought all of them used, from flea markets or from estate sales. She was quite proud of her collection, and claimed some of her rugs were very valuable.

"Would you like to see our bedroom?" Ever since we had dropped off Cindy with Joyce, Shirley's attitude had taken a turn for the better. I didn't miss the reference to it being 'our' bedroom and not her bedroom. I smiled and nodded to her that I would. "Bring your suitcase. I have a dresser in there just for your clothes."

The bedroom was the biggest and nicest of all the rooms. Shirley told me one of her brothers and her father had converted it over from having been three bedrooms before. There was a nice connecting bathroom with a large deep bath tub and a separate shower. Her dad had completely redone the bathroom for her. Small house or not, Shirley had a comfortable room for herself. I put most of my clothes away, with help from Shirley, then we went back downstairs and she showed me the two bedrooms the children had. Derek led the way. I could tell he was quite proud of his bedroom, and saw by all the football and baseball posters on his walls, that he had developed quite a passion for the Kansas City Royals and the Kansas City Chiefs. This wasn't surprising to me, given his maternal grandfather's own fanatical reverence for those two teams.

We allowed Derek to show us all the other parts of the house, including the full basement, with a special room that had been built for them to ride out any tornado activity. Most of the basement had been converted into a big playroom for the children. I was able to see that Leah had added quite a lot to her book collection, which had been considerable even before they moved. Becky's dollhouse had somehow gotten enlarged, and her collection of dolls and doll clothes had also been greatly expanded as well. Inside the doll house there were many pieces of furniture and also some appliances. Most of these had been hand made for her by either her grandfather Ron or by Phil from our house. Both of them liked to make things like that for her. Whenever she wanted anything new, she would start dropping broad hints for both men. I knew she had several boxes of duplicate pieces that she used whenever she felt like redecorating the doll house. She even had curtains and drapes, and a working vacuum cleaner that Mama had found somewhere, and brought home for her to have and use.

All five of us spent the rest of the day together. Most of the time I sat on the sofa and talked to the children as they took turns traipsing off to go get me another small part of their belongings so they could show me everything they had that was all their own. One of the things they seemed to prefer now was sole ownership of their toys and other possessions. At the house we had communal toys and even the bicycles were shared toys. I made a mental note to myself to discuss the children's obvious preference for their own individual toys and games with Joyce when we talked again. I wondered if the same thing had taken place with our children after all the other kids had moved away? I guess it's just natural to want to have things of your own. I should have remembered that from when I had grown up. It was just with so many children, all close in age, individual toys and games would have taken up too much space. Plus, I never wanted the children fighting over what toy belonged to which child.

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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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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...

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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...

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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'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

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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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"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 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...

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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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Athena

He stood hugging himself tightly, not that it helped keep him warm anymore. The cold had long since seeped so far into him the only thing that kept him from running to find somewhere warm was the fear that, should he leave his spot, he’d return to find it taken and his chance of seeing her, Athena, gone forever. The singer Athena had caught the world by storm, nobody a year ago, the young woman had taken to the celebrity lifestyle like a duck to water and was now breaking records with her...

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

It was a warm night in Georgia when I arrived for a very special meeting, This was not about business but it was very important to him as he was coming to meet for the first time his internet “friend”. Shannon his friend was a very subservient women who was proud to be just who she was and although for this first meeting they had something a little different in mind to give her master a new experience. What she didn't know was that I had a surprise for her as well, he was a bit of a romantic...

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Athena 1

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I Got A Mighty Mighty Goodman

I've always been a fan of John Goodman, mostly because he has that rear fatso beauty. One day I decided to sneak inside a set of a movie he was shooting. I wanted to get into his trailer, but found out he has left to his hotel, and decided to go there. I managed to steal a key to his suite. I dressed up like the room-service guy and went to his room. I carried honey, remembering he said in an interview he can't resist it. I knocked on his door and he told me to come in (God, he has the...

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Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

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Athena Ch 01

There was something very special about Athena. I knew it right away from the moment we met. It was more than the fact that her hair framed her face like gilt around the most perfect of portraits. It was more than the fact that she took life as a game and played it. She was carefree without being spoiled. She was innocent without guile. She was unique. It was remarkable, really, that she was so enchanting, so child like, so incredibly unselfish. She had been born into wealth. Her father had...

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