Stephanie Just When Things Turned Around Pt 5
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We discussed Mila during the two hour trip to Portland with Gail driving her old green Volvo. I told Gail her history, her years lost under the abusive domination of a thug and how I pulled her out of it.
"What was she like before she was sucked into the destructive relationship?" asked Gail.
"From the little she's told me, she was a good student. She had close friends and relatives. But despite all appearances of being a good girl, she felt rebellious and cynical, a quiet troublemaker questioning the status quo of her environment and her parents' conservative attitude. She wanted to rise above her poverty. Unfortunately, instead of embracing her intelligence and using it to move up in society, she embraced the flash of status, the quick money and the arrogance and violence of the royalty of the street. Being a pretty blonde with a sexy body got her a ticket out of her parents' grasp, not the mind behind it. It made her a prize for the toughest thug. And the fact that she is at least third generation Hawaiian and yet has no mix of blood suggests her family had strong opinions about mixed blood relationships. So becoming a native Hawaiian thug's girl provided a giant fuck you to her parents."
"I understand all that," said Gail after my speech. "But I wish I had a sense of who she was before her mistake. Because I think that's how she is now. I think she's reverting back to her adolescence, her best years. She's really immature at times. Not always of course, because I certainly wouldn't be in love with her if she was. When we're working on the book or being quiet and intimate with each other, she's lovely and bright and insightful. But if she's unsettled or in a party situation, the teenager emerges. She can be exciting, seducing us adults into having fun. But it can get to be too much and usually does. It's obvious when she changes. She starts speaking Pidgin to the point that it's sometimes hard to understand. It's fascinating to see her change into a tough slum girl, but it's scary too. I actually think her Pidgin is pretty cool. It took some convincing, but I got her to translate a couple of her stories into her patois. There's something charming and inherently funny about it, sort of like Yiddish."
"That's true. There are some great local comedians, but of course you have to be from Hawaii to get it."
"I'm not surprised. Anyway, what I'm getting at is she's a very troubled girl. Whether the asshole who basically turned her into his sex slave caused it, or the very choice she made to put herself in that position was a sign, I don't know. But when you saved her, that unbalanced mind became focused on you. You saved her not as much physically as emotionally. It's probably true that if you hadn't brought her to Eugene she would be dead, which of course she's thankful for. She's thankful for plucking her out of the world she had always wanted to escape, the streets of Honolulu, and bringing her to a new world. But she noticed in your heroic gesture your gentleness and your care and your interest in what she had to say. When you didn't play the role she expected, a john paying her for services rendered, or even more truthfully, a private investigator using her as bait, but instead tossed role playing out and treated her like a person, an equal and at the same time as a woman, a lover, it blew her mind. Despite everything, the ruse to capture her boyfriend, the life threatening situation, making love in the room that had been her prison cell, her torture chamber; it became the greatest night of her life. Make no mistake about it, she worships you."
"Shit," I said suddenly panicking, my heart throbbing in my ears. "What am I going to do?"
"I don't know," said Gail.
"I hope you're wrong."
"I hope so too."
"I haven't seen her for months."
"She had Vy."
"How did she respond to Vy's death?"
"Devastation for awhile, then she seemed fine."
"So she has the strength to get on without me or Vy."
"Her being fine is a brave front, a front as thin as a balloon skin, easily punctured, easily popped."
"How do you know?"
"I've seen the explosion. One night out of nowhere she became incredibly angry. She screamed at me when I tried touching her, tried giving her a hug. She walked out into the night and wandered around. Friends saw her talking to herself on the street. I waited for over an hour hoping she'd come back. I called her phone but got the message machine. Finally a friend called me from a bar over a mile away. I asked him to grab her. He called back saying he couldn't find her. I threw on my clothes and drove to the bar and went down every street and alleyway until I found her curled up next to a dumpster sobbing. She made herself so small I nearly passed her. I got out and sat beside her, letting her be alone with her pain, but letting her know I'd share it when she was ready, not with words, just sitting there patiently until she acknowledged me. It was hard not to hold her, but I resisted. I don't know how long I sat with her, but however long, it seemed longer. When she emerged from her fetal position, she slowly rose to her feet, and then extended her hand to help me get to mine. She guided me to my car and got in on the passenger side. 'I'm sorry, ' she said. 'Take me home.' 'Your home, ' I asked? 'Yours please, ' she said. As soon as she entered my apartment, she stripped naked and put on one of my shirts and went to bed. 'Please hold me, ' she said. When I awoke she made waffles, that lovely half smile on her face. She apologized. We never discussed it, never mentioned it again."
Although putting me into a state of concern, Gail helped pull me out of it, asking me about myself and my work, eventually leading to Vy's murder. I felt confident about getting a handle on the villain. The problem was how to find him. I needed more information, so mulling over what I had brought me nowhere. I added somewhat to my information when I called Eileen Brainerd in Seattle, mostly concerning the victim found recently having a similar MO as the Jane Doe in Reno. She wouldn't tell me about Vy's clothing, supporting the Eugene Police's need for concealment of details. But the disappearance of a woman in Olympia interested her, and she promised more details if she could be allowed to tie Vy with the other cases. The timeline of the disappearance interested her most, bringing a possible pathway for this traveling rapist in closer focus.
We loaded Vy's books, weighing down the old Volvo with several boxes. When I saw the cover for the first time, I was mesmerized. It revealed Vy in orgasmic joy on stage, the microphone held loosely in her hands just below her face, her eyes looking down as if hungry for the beautiful black cock. The lighting made her glow in her beautiful pale glory.
Gail accompanied me to the Chief of Police's office. Chief Soaring Eagle was an imposing man, tall with a large rugged face, massive shoulders and a thickening, middle aged body losing its battle against gravity but still suggesting earlier athleticism, like that of a receiver in football in an earlier life. His careworn features etched signs of his battered sensitivity along with, hinted by the brief joy he revealed receiving my gift of fine scotch, an appetite for alcohol.
If the Chief intimidated I couldn't tell because he welcomed me as the disciple of Sam Kamalua and wanted to know how I knew my mentor. That led to his telling me about the two cases they shared. His sad eyes lit up recalling his days as a homicide detective. Perhaps, like Uncle Sam, he should have been less ambitious, but his interactions with his staff and detectives showed a deep respect for the man. Clearly his upward move didn't intend to get rid of an incompetent detective. He seemed equal to them while in charge at the same time.
We ended up spending an hour and a half in his office, partially because of the ease of conversations and partially because of several interruptions which he surprisingly let us hear. Ongoing cases briefed to him in our presence included a leading citizen's son involved in a drug bust.
When the time to leave finally arrived, he handed me a manila envelope, shook my hand and said, "I had them post these overnight. It's not everything, but I think you'll find them useful. Dichter's a decent detective if a bit closed minded. Dealing with the public is his idea of a bad time, and as young as you are, he would have been doubly resistant. Personally, I've enjoyed the hell out of our meeting, and I look forward to sipping on your fine gift and reminiscing about an evening on the town with Sam that was, well, not for mixed company. Good luck."
Once in the car, Gail said, "Interesting man."
I agreed. Eagerly I opened the envelope and pulled out photos and forensic reports regarding Vy's body. As soon as I had a glimpse, I shoved them back inside.
"What is it?" asked Gail.
"It looks like what I need, but it's graphic."
"Um, okay. I guess you'll want to study them in private. We still have a three hours to kill ... sorry ... before meeting Mila. It's four; it'll take a couple hours to get home and three more hours until she's off work."
We decided despite my eagerness to work on the case to have a leisurely dinner at a great seafood restaurant outside Portland which I bought. Then we took a small detour to a favorite viewing spot of Gail's. By the time we reached Eugene, we had shortened the time by half. She came into Vy's apartment to use the phone to set up a meeting with Paula at the theater where the benefit would be taking place so the books could be stashed there. Kenneth unsurprisingly worked at the computer. He had interesting news.
"I think the suspect might have a record," said Kenneth. "There was a robbery in Ogden Utah about a year and a half ago of a pharmacy. The robbers were busted and one of them got a shortened jail sentence for ratting out a ring he claimed to have just started getting involved with and then skipped parole as soon as they released him. Maynard Utley, born and raised in Salt Lake City, 31 years old, a shaky work record with large gaps, the longest employer being the Merchant Marines for which he was given the heave ho for unspecified reasons. The parameters of his employment history stretch around the areas of the abductions and murders, North and West of Utah. He's 6'8" and weighs nearly three hundred pounds with a puss only a mother could love."
I stared at the puss of our probable villain on the monitor as Kenneth spoke. "Any violent rapes in Salt Lake or Ogden when he was young?" I asked. The face, though done at the arrest, had a smirk. He looked cocky (sorry, bad pun) and that gave me a new idea.
"I was just about to work on that," said Kenneth.
"I know this is a stretch, but see if any arrests in the Northern California/Nevada areas in the past year or so suggest him. Maybe in Oregon, Washington and Idaho as well. He might have created a new identity for himself since he skipped parole, so look for an alias with the same body type. Again concentrate on pharmacies, but possibly liquor stores and convenience stores. Maybe even vagrancy or drunk and disorderly, though those might be too frequent and not so well documented."
"What do you have in mind?" asked Kenneth.
"I may be working on hope, but I get a sense the guy talked. He's proud of his villainy. I'm thinking he'd spout off to a cellmate about his success with ladies."
"I'll see if I can get the name of his cellmate in Ogden."
"Good idea," I said.
"I should go meet Paula," interrupted Gail.
"I'll help haul the books," I said.
"You don't have to."
"I don't mind, and I can talk to Paula face to face."
"What about the case?" asked Gail.
"I'm further along then I thought, and I can't do much this late. I'll look at it tomorrow. This way we can hang out until we head to Blue Gene's to pick up Mila. If you're not getting sick of me."
"To tell you the truth, I've enjoyed it," said Gail.
"Me too. Now I get to enjoy it less for a little while until it gets real fun with you and Mila."
"By less fun you mean Paula?"
"I do indeed."
The Pantages Theater had been built as an opera hall, its opulence reduced over the years. No giant chandelier remained. Any extravagant decorations had been removed. But the ornate qualities remained as hints, the elegant details of the wood work in the entrances into the auditorium and especially the designs on the box seats on each side of the stage. It became a concert hall for popular music, mostly rock acts, and with its age and the abundance of various types of smoke, had a bittersweet odor of mold, tobacco and marijuana lingering in its emptiness.
If Paula was happy to see me, I would have been surprised and I wasn't. See Gail brought a smile although puzzled one. Gail seemed to be enjoying my company.
Looking through the book, like it had for me, disturbed yet exhilarated her, and the emotions it brought out gave me a glimpse of Paula as the intelligent, charming, nice woman rumors suggested. After stashing the books, we sat in the darkened theater while I told her of my progress. She nodded and looked skeptical, but when I finished our eyes met, and hers pooled with tears. Mine too.
Gail guided a weeping Paula onto her lap and hugged her, whispering, "You two should be doing this. He misses her almost as much as you do."
"I know, darling. I just can't."
"Just like you, he made her happy and looked out for her needs and never hurt her. Just like you he loved her. Just like you, he knew a beautiful soul too short a time on this earth. Please Paula."
"I can't."
"Do you hate him that much?"
"I don't know."
"Please."
Gail gently lifted her out of her lap and onto her feet. It might have been Paula's body sagging, threatening to topple, and I grabbed her to save her, but I took her in my arms and held her tight. My tears dampened her straight dirty blonde hair as hers dampened my shoulder. She looked up, a sad smile on her face looking pretty like I knew she could. "I'm sorry," she said. "Thank you."
"Thank you for contacting me."
"You're welcome. Vy never told me what it was like with you. She knew I didn't want to hear. Except one thing. She said you're a great kisser. I planned to be funny and say something like, 'you're not going to kiss me are you?' when I came into your arms. Instead I'm asking you to kiss me. Would you?"
I did. It began warm and soft, our lips heated by emotions. I didn't dare bring my tongue into the equation, so hers touching my lips and slipping inside my mouth surprised me. And turned me on. As our tongues dueled, I pushed my hardening cock against her belly. Her body rose as she went on her toes so I lowered my body until our excited genitals met. Subtle but we felt the rub.
"Get a room," joked Gail. Our mouths slowly eased away. Our crotches remained in contact. We both glanced over at a smiling Gail.
"I thought you liked girls," I said to Paula when we focused our eyes on each other.
"She's as bisexual as Mila," said Gail, "except she's the opposite. Boys are for playing with and girls are for loving. Speaking of which, we should get going. Would you like to join us?" she asked Paula.
"For what?" Paula asked.
"Gail wants to watch me fuck," I explained.
"Who?"
"Anyone who wants me. We had Mila in mind, but..."
Paula moved her body away from mine for a moment, her facial expressions shifting from resistance to doubt to thoughtfulness to desire.
"One more kiss and I'll decide." The kiss started gentle but quickly became intense, and our rubbing of genitals lost all subtlety.
"Okay," she said breathlessly once our lips parted. She looked into my eyes. Hers were wide open and dilated as were her nostrils and her smile stretched across her face. "You drive," she said to Gail. "I want to prepare Joe for Mila. Hurry."
Taking my hand, Paula pulled me into a fast walk. Gail, laughing, trailed behind. Paula entered the back seat of the Volvo with me in tow. We made out like a couple of high school kids. I let Paula set the pace, and it was quick. Within seconds she reached for the cylindrical mound my cock formed in my pants, her hand pressing against it and following it to the end and back. One of my hands found the nipple covered by her shirt and bra and the other hand the slit below her pubic mound hidden by her slacks and panties. We kept the kiss going throughout the fondling.
When Gail arrived at the restaurant, she went in alone while we continued acting like horny teenagers. In the ten minutes it took for Gail to return with Mila, our sexual organs had been freed from clothing for our hands to enjoy. We edged towards cumming. My fingers sloshed around in her honeypot, keeping my rubbing of her clit slick. My precum eased the strokes Paula aggressively performed on my cock. We paused when the door opened.
Thankfully, mostly because my cock would never fit back into my pants, Mila leaned against the backrest of the front passenger seat and insisted we continue. Paula removed her pants and panties, revealing the soft pale flesh of her ass and thighs and carefully trimmed dirty blonde bush crowning her slit, the wet pink insides revealed as she spread herself as wide as she could. Then she lowered her torso until her mouth met my cockhead and her lips embraced it.
Concentrating on coaxing her to cum, my hands abandoning the task long enough to unhook her bra and let one hand squeeze her nipples while the other returned to her frothing pussy, I delayed my orgasm. With my task successful signaled by a quietly intense moan and a flow of love juice, it distracted Paula from her cocksucking, but she grasped my perilously climactic cock hard as she climaxed and the intense strokes brought forth my orgasm, squirting the first shot into her open mouth, followed by shots hitting her chin and neck. The semen dribbled onto my pants, protecting the Volvo's leather seats.
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IncestBrandmilf in a Three-way?Most of you know my story, if you don't, I was married to an ex-professional athelete for 28 years. He ran off with a 30 year old ex NFL cheerleader, we are now divorced, I'm on a quest to see how much sexy fun a 50 year old woman can have!I have become good friends with a sexy woman who take body pump classes with me 2-3 days per week at our health club. She's 10 years younger and a killer body, 34b-26-34, 5'7 and a long lean toned, and tanned body and long auburn...
Umeki was a shy person even though she had been married now to Mr. Taniya for almost ten years. She married him when she was just sixteen as a girl fresh from the country. The pretty woman was almost fifteen years younger than her best friend and neighbor Mrs. Kiko and only six years older than her respected friend's obedient son Tonako. Tonako's friends called him Tony for short and he had many male friends but even though he had just passed his nineteenth birthday he did not have a steady...
Claire said, “I guess we’ll find out who wins the battle of the chesticles, won’t we, Mom?” Sarah did a shake and said, “In sheer size, dear – there’s no comparison.” They all laughed and snorted. “All right let’s go ... Dammit! The stat site is down, I need to call Ken about this!” “Oh,” Sarah said. “We got a request from Disney to make our posters available in the non-USA Parks. Without running it by anyone, I said to go ahead, but only in Japan. I figured we could find out how...
Eve “Dusk” Michaels Mom’s idea for live porn was just so kinky. I stared down at my app, at all the dots moving around on representing all people shopping at the mall, and found the ones we needed. I tapped the woman’s dot and labeled her Hot Wife One and then the guy Black Stud One. The husband I titled Cuckold One. I didn’t need to give them creative nicknames like my younger sister was doing. I tapped the woman as she walked with her husband, moving further away from me. My fingers...
Meredith was sitting on Brock's front porch when he and Randi arrived home at lunchtime Tuesday. Brock was nervous about how Meredith might react but Randi had no trepidation. She raced from the cab and ran to Merie, grabbing her in a tight hug and kissing her cheek. Brock was left to unload the multitude of bags that had been brought forth for two nights away from home. He could only imagine what Randi's tour bus might look like when she was gone for months at a time. Brock greeted...
Last night on Lush, I met the most amazing guy and we hit it off from the very beginning. I have never been inspired to write a story about a guy before, but this guy is special to my heart. I have a secret hidden deep in me that I have never told anyone before except for my best friend and last night I spilled that secret to him. This story is dedicated to holychristmas, who has won his way into the furthest depths of my heart. Almost everyone knows that I am a virgin, and this, is what he...
Shivani and Rahul’s initiation into incest continues. Do read the first part of the story. Shivani: I don’t believe you. Have you never masturbated before? Rahul: I don’t even know what it is, mom. Trust me. I have never done it before. Shivani: Oh, Rahul, you are still a kid. Oh, ok, I will teach you how to do it. Rahul got super excited on hearing it, but he couldn’t show it on his face. Shivani and Rahul had to control these emotions, which was getting very difficult with every passing...
IncestHe was sitting in the dark, trying to figure this out, but it was just too much. The car he had worked on for two long years was stolen, wrecked, the girl he wanted to marry dumped him, and it all happened within two hours of each other. "I should go jump off the fuckin' 9th. Street bridge!" he laughed and it wasn't a bad idea at all. Ben's heart was broken into a million pieces and it hurt so badly. "Fuckin' bitch!" he screamed out and didn't care if anyone heard him or not. He was...
A leisurely ride on the back our bike was an idyllic way to spend our Saturday on the Memorial Day long weekend. With my hubby, Bryan at the helm, I was able to enjoy the beauty of the Maryland countryside as we rode to the marina where our boat was moored in the southern part of the state. Like riding snowmobiles, a long ride was mood setting to me due to the constant vibrations between my legs.The blacktop took us through, among other things, a daughter community of the Pennsylvanian Amish,...
Oral SexShe woke to his snore, bit her lip to keep from laughing out loud. She hadn’t heard a snore in ages. She kissed him. His snoring shifted to a low rumble. Her hand slid down his bare, hairy chest and down to his boxers. He was standing at attention. She cracked up, unable to resist the funny situation. Her aged sugar daddy was as stiff as a board. Her laughter woke him with a start. Who in the devil is in my bed? What is going on? There was a little girl, a young woman caressing his pecker,...
CRUEL MASTER HANS! Hans Kochmeier got out of the taxicab, brushing himself. Americans were so dirty! He paid the driver with a near grimace, and surveyed the house. "Cyrus Thibodeau, aged forty-four, journalist but with independent income from family trust." ? Hans smiled and shook his head. Another lazy, fat American. And from what Fanchon had told him, this man lived in a filthy, unkempt house even with a weekly maid service, and he also had a filthy masturbation habit. An obese hausfrau...
So, I was out cycling along the towpath a few days ago when I felt the need to stop and have a pee. Having past several small footpaths that led off into the surrounding countryside I decided on one that led to a small copse.It was nothing more than a narrow footpath which meandered from the canal to a small wooded area nearby. Private enough for my needs.It was a beautiful sunny day and apart from the occasional walker and other cyclists, the towpath was deserted.I cycled along the footpath...
The sun had begun to set, its last rays reflecting on the Nile as it flowed through the city of Thebes. The city had been built long ago by the ancient Pharaohs, and from where they ruled their Kingdom that stretched from the Niles source in Upper Egypt and beyond to its mouth in Lower Egypt where it emptied into the sea. Thebes had witnessed much history, seeing both good and bad times. Today the city is the largest in Egypt having prospered under the reigns of the current Pharaoh Nehsey and...
MILFDosto main karan.mumbai se ye iss per meri dusri kahani hai.ye ek sachhi ghatna hai.main mumbai ke upnager borivali ka rahne wala hun.main 26yr ka 6’3″hight ka lambi chaudi personlty ka dikhne wala naujavan hun.ye kahani ek hafte pahle ki hai.hamari society mein ek naya pariwar ek saal pahle rahne aya.usme male ki age 33 aur female ki age 28yr hai.unke ek 5saal ki ladki bhi hai.phir bhi bhabhi ka figure kisi ka bhi lauda tight kar deta tha.wo dekhne mein ekdam amisha patel dikhti hai main to...
Chapter Three: Dominating the Sylph MILF By mypenname3000 Copyright 2020 Note: This story was commissioned by Ultrasound 7 and has allowed me to share it with you. This may contain scenarios and acts that I normally wouldn't write. There will be a strong sex slave/domination theme. I will keep this from violating any cannon established in the world and I developed the mythology that drives this story. Kurtis – Coral Isle, Jyou Sea “You want me to fuck you, don't you?” I growled, my twin...
My name is Cody, and I'm a college student, and, not yet 19 years old. Since puberty I've been utterly fascinated with attractive, well dressed older woman. During high school I did anything to go out with older girls and women from work so I could hopefully put the make on them. And occasionally I did. But, they were never quite was I was looking for.Just before graduation my mother made a new friend at her job named Beverly. She was 39, short, NICELY shaped, unhappily married, very gregarious...
First TimeCasca Akashova and Blondie Bombshell were jogging through Miami. They were 2 hot girls with tons of tits and ass. This combination tends to attract perverts and in this special case Sean Lawless was following them. The girls went straight under the shower and were soaping those big tits. Sean was spying through the window. He decided he wanted to get in on that action. He found an open door and sneaked into the house. When the girls were done with their shower they spotted him. They grabbed him...
xmoviesforyouI was not very happy with my mother. I got home late since my parents had a party and I did not want to hang around and it would be too noisy if I stayed in my room so I had gone over to a friend's house. It was closer to 1 AM than midnight and I was surprised to see how many people were in the house when I came home.I was annoyed by the fact that almost every adult there was really drunk. It was noisy and people behaved like fools. I guess that when you are sober you see things in a different...
I've been dating Sara for two years already, and my trust in her was and is very strong. We're both 23, living in Florida, but not together. Sara is beautiful, 5'8", 145 pounds, brown hair and green eyes. She has bouncing, C-cup breasts, and by choice, leaves her vagina unshaven. It took some getting used to at first, but the sight of her dark bush gets me rock hard. For some reason, whenever I get the chance, I rub my hands all in her thick bush. The sight of her vagina lips nestled between...
EroticThis is unbelievable, I never thought anything like this happens in real life. My best friend is my computer and the Internet is my playground. The sex newsgroups feed my adolescent mind with vivid fantasies that are just out of reach in reality. If only I could take that first step to fulfill those dreams with the opposite sex. I never thought I would be living out one of those hot sex stories I ravenously read about on the net. I’m average looking not a girl’s wet-dream,...
I call you late at night. You’re sleeping and it takes a couple of rings for you to pick up the phone. I tell you that you need to get up and meet me somewhere. You tell me that it’s late and you're not dressed. I tell you it doesn’t matter and to put on a coat; then I give you the address. You do as you’re told. You get in your car and you drive over to the address. It’s a bar that you've never been to before. When you get inside there are a half of a dozen people but you don't see me.Everyone...
Matt was a college student who was facing some tough times such as how to pay tuition this semester and still afford to live. He had to worry about girl problems (or the lack thereof), rent and so on. To make matters worse he was recently laid off at Wal-mart and now he had to find a new job soon if he wanted to eat. Sure he could mooch off of some friends for a bit but this would last a few days at best. Desperate for anything he came upon a solution that seemed too good to be true....
Lily gripped the end of her whip as she studied the man hunched on the stool before her. He was tall, unusual for her customers. Usually the pathetic worms she beat on were no more than five feet tall, thin shouldered and gaunt faced. She refused to touch them, but they begged to touch her. At twenty-five she had the body most girls couldn’t get, even with surgery. Her hips, set wide by heredity boasted sexy curves that promised nights of fun, while a heavy pair of breasts danced high on her...
I have a limousine coming to pick you up today, your birthday and whisk you to me. Upon entering my home, you hear soft music in the background and the only light comes from candles throughout the house. I greet you at the door wearing an extra long dress shirt and nothing else. Telling you it's time to take this to the next level as I take you to the guest bedroom. There you see a package and I ask you to change for dinner. I leave you and return to the kitchen to finish preparing your...
MasturbationNo one had mentioned it to me. What had happened that night between me, my friends and my Mom had been a subject we were all reluctant to address. As far as was possible, my Mom and I had returned to 'normal'. We talked about regular things, and had not had any sexual contact or discussions since the last encounter. That was several months ago!Likewise, I had not seen my Aunt Laura since we had our hot foursome with my Mom and Catherine. I did, however, have a small encounter with Catherine one...
The girl in the back was really hot, Carrie thought as she leaned back in her chair. She looked around the rest of the room, enjoying just watching the people. She loved science fiction and fantasy conventions. She had never been to this particular one in Oklahoma City, and this one was actually an anime convention, but it was close enough. It had all the same elements that she loved. This time she got involved and was working as staff. Which was what she was doing now, although nothing much...