OHGIRL s First Time Our Perspectives
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While they ate dinner and continued to hold court with the many women both lesbians and straight, who wanted to speak to him, Leanna went off to call the detectives back. She was gone for a while, but Alex wasn't worried. If anything was wrong she'd alert him, and if she was talking to them then they'd be unlikely to just drop by.
"There you are," someone called out from the doorway. They turned, only to see Patricia and the rest of her band, including Chelsea and Jordan.
"I might have known you'd find the only remaining place still packed with women," Patricia teased, "but this isn't your usual crowd. You should give these women a break. You already steal enough women away, you don't need to switch teams to hijack more. Somehow that just seems unfair."
The other women in the club were curious about who the newcomers were, especially since they seemed to know Alex so well. When Alex made the introductions they made the necessary connections.
"You're the one who with the ads about 'trusting your judgment', aren't you?"
"Are you the singer Alex has been telling us about? The one we're supposed to be at the concert for, helping him deal with all the new followers?"
"Well, it seems you've been telling these girls all your secrets. Any reason for the change in policy?" Chelsea asked.
Alex couldn't help but blush. "They convinced me that sometimes it's better to not avoid people, and that the more people I include, the stronger the whole movement will be. Besides, they're all interested in the entire thing, especially the idea behind the Sorority and the Foundation."
"Wow, you really have told them everything, haven't you?" Patricia asked, as they pulled up some extra chairs for them to sit down. Alex proceeded to tell them what happened while they'd been separated. Although they were interested in the story about the robbery, they'd already gotten most of it from Patricia. It was impossible keeping the Seers from talking to each other about what Alex was up to.
"So what's the story?" Alex asked when Leanna returned a few minutes later.
"They wanted a basic statement. They want me to stop by tomorrow so they can record it and have me sign it."
"So they aren't asking anything I should be aware of?"
"No, they asked if I knew you, and I said we just walked in at the same time. I admitted that we left together, but I never learned who you were. They seemed happy with that and didn't ask anything else about you, and I wasn't about to ask them what their attitude towards you was. I told them I thought you were from out-of-town."
"That sounds good, but just watch yourself tomorrow. They'll likely ask the same thing in different ways, hoping to trip you up, so just be careful how you respond, but I'm not going to worry about it anymore. They'll look for me if they want, there's no way I can stop them, but I'm not about to voluntarily identify myself as the Angel of New Orleans just so they can claim they've interviewed everyone involved. After all, I've broken no laws, I've hurt no one, and I actually helped stop a crime, so I don't see why my helping someone should be used against me."
'Well, technically you did help them escape, ' Leanna reminded him telepathically, so she wouldn't tip anyone off.
'Yeah, but they don't know that, and they'll have no way of discovering it. And if everything works out they'll be well away from here, starting a new life which will keep them from getting into any further troubles.'
The others agreed to his spoken comments, but they really had no desire to feed Alex's paranoia so they left it alone. It was good he was going to let it go, but no one had any doubt they'd hear about it again in the near future. It was just part and parcel of Alex's personality. He liked to worry, and it was what kept him mindful of others. It had its good points, but also its negative ones.
The band seemed to fit right in, but it wasn't just that they liked to have a good time. As Alex looked on he noticed several things. He observed the women would flirt with the female members of the band, but they were careful to not overdo it. Thus they fed the ego of the women as being desirable to women as well as men, but they didn't confront them or attempt to force them to deal with 'gender issues'. It was then that Alex studied those around the club in more detail.
There was less open flirting than he'd noticed in his other gay bar encounters. No one was making out in the corner, no one seemed to be picking anyone up. Instead, everyone seemed to have assumed this was a special situation, and that they were entertaining strangers just like one does relatives for the holidays. They put their best foot forward, trying to present themselves in their best light, but they were, in effect, putting themselves out for Alex. They were ceasing their regular activities for the 'normals' who had come to see what Alex represented. They thought enough of him and what he stood for to put their own lives on hold for the moment. That said a lot about both them and how they felt about him.
Even Sammy seemed to be in his element. He teased the women and they responded in a playful way, ignoring the obvious sexually teasing comments. As a result he felt comfortable, but he also respected the women and didn't try to hit on any of them, recognizing it wouldn't be appreciated, even though he continued to play the role of the 'typical man', making jokes at his own expense.
However Alex realized that, as much as everyone was enjoying his presence, he should really move on. He wanted the locals to have their club to themselves. He enjoyed being welcomed, but he also wanted to minimize how much he disrupted the lives of those who were helping him. Thus he invited the same women as before to come home with him; Leanna, simply because she hadn't received any of his attention the previous night, and Betsy and Ally because he'd really cheated them, and wanted to give them a 'booster shot' to help ensure they became pregnant.
It had been a big day for him, and he'd managed to accomplish a lot, even if it was in a way he hadn't expected before reaching Oklahoma. But it was good, and he'd done well. He only had another day here, and he hoped it went as well as the others had. After all, after the concert the next night they'd move on to Amarillo the next day.
"Good morning, everyone," Cate called out, pausing only briefly to knock before entering the room. "I brought another guest, just in case things aren't busy enough in here already."
"Hey, there," Leanna called out from the bathroom. "I decided to get an early shower. I'll be out in a minute, but I'm sure your brother will be glad to entertain you."
Cate strolled in trailing Georgia Cantrell, the desk clerk Alex had spontaneously activated the other day. Gail followed them in, making sure she closed the door securely behind her.
"Hey, Cate, hope you'll excuse me if I don't get up, but..." Alex responded. He was currently lying in bed, covered by the naked form of Ally lying on top of him facing away from him, while an equally naked Betsy sucked on her clit. It was hard to see, but if one looked from the right angle you could see Alex's cock sliding along Ally's lips as he thrust between her legs.
"Now if that doesn't just beat all, if you aren't going to do the job properly..." Cate teased, imitating Ryan Shafer, who'd insulted Alex for being lazy because he couldn't just fuck and get off his girlfriend, Lauren. It was an image Alex didn't like being reminded of, since it still set his teeth on edge.
"Nah, I'm not being lazy. I just figured Ally would appreciate it more. Neither she nor Betsy are into dicks, so this way they get my BCM energy without having to deal with any yuck factors yet."
"Hey, you don't have to explain," Georgia responded, making her presence known for the first time. "Personally, I think you should be screwing each and every one of your Watchers. I mean, I know you like communicating with your Seers, but ever since the other night my entire world has opened up. I can read people like books. They walk up and I can tell how they're feeling. I can anticipate events. Hell, I can feel an angry or frustrated driver before he even gets near me."
"Hey, Georgia," Alex called out, even though his voice was dampened by Ally's short hair getting in his face and her body gyrating against his, masking his voice as she did. "How have you been since the other night?"
"Hell, I've been great. I love these new abilities you gave me. I know it's one basic ability, but it has so many permutations that I feel like I'm experiencing something new every time I turn around. Hey, Ally and Betsy," she added.
"Uh, oh, hey there, Georgia," Ally gasped out, but Betsy didn't bother replying. After all, she'd been raised to be polite, and she knew better than to talk with her mouth full.
"I should have known Alex would be busy this morning," Cate replied, stopping by the little fridge to grab some food for him for when he finished. "Didn't he wear you all out last night?"
"Hell, no," Leanna replied as she emerged from the bathroom, fastening a towel around her in addition to the one wrapped around her hair. "He was a perfect gentleman this time, unlike the other night. This time he spent all evening making slow quiet love to me, making me feel like a real queen. Then he woke up in the middle of the night and made love to Betsy while Ally held her. Then this morning he wakes up and grabs Ally, making sure to get Betsy involved. Your brother doesn't seem to have an off switch. Somehow I was under the impression guys could only do so much at a time."
"It's... 'ave a couple hours to recover," Alex responded, even though it was hard to make out what he was saying.
"Yeah, you managed to slip in some recovery time in there, but it seems like you slept just enough each time to come back with a new erection," Leanna laughed as she watched the trio on the bed. Having no other place to sit, Georgia sat on the bed beside them.
"Excuse me if I crowd you a little," she said, "but I just want to sit here and soak up both your energy and everyone's emotions. Man, how can anyone get by without the ability to sense these things?"
"I don't know, maybe you should tell me what I'm missing one more time," Cate mockingly complained.
"Hey, don't gripe," Georgia responded. "You get to soak up his energy all the time. I think anyone would trade you for that. Plus, you get to be in the driver's seat of his movement, or at least in the navigator's seat. He activates, boosts, then abandons the rest of us. You get to follow him everywhere."
"Yeah, as much as I like to tease, you're right, I do have it pretty nice," Cate replied, as she too glanced at Alex as she finished preparing his snack. "Hey, is this going to be another of these marathon sessions? After all, we need to get you down to breakfast soon."
"I don't know how much more ... he needs, but I'm primed and ... ready for blastoff," Ally responded.
Betsy lifted her face from her girlfriend's crotch. "You'd better believe it, she's been having a whole series of little orgasms. I don't know about you, Leanna, but if he can do this consistently, I may be convinced to switch teams more often."
"Don't worry," Alex replied as the others laughed, "I'm almost there. Say, could one of you manage to put me where I need to be. It's a little hard to manage from this position." Before Betsy could respond, Georgia leaned over and grabbing Alex's cock, positioned it so he could thrust into Ally. "They're still looking to get pregnant, and since they don't make a lot, they were hoping I could finish the deed before I left so they wouldn't get stuck having to pay a doctor to do it."
"Sure, Alex, that's what all the girls claim," Cate teased as she moved over beside him, feeding him a cookie as he began short-stroking into Ally.
"Hey, no fair distracting my man," Ally complained. "As much as I love this, I've come about as much ... as I can stand, and if he takes much longer ... I'll never be able to walk today."
"Your man," Betsy teased her girlfriend. "After two days you're already talking like a straight girl. I'm telling you, once Alex leaves town I'm putting you back on a strict girl diet."
"So what are the plans for the day, boss man?" Gail asked, ignoring the disjointed byplay. She was interested in what she needed to plan for, even as her eyes were taking in every detail of the two naked lesbians laid out before her.
"I've got ... plans," Alex gasped out. "I won't ... detail them, but they're fairly ... standard," he told her. However, he reached the point in the shuttle launch where they start doing the countdown. He started concentrating, grasping Ally's hips as he tried to drive as deep into her as he could. He only did that for a little while before grunting and, pushing tight against her, bathed her womb with his little swimmers.
Ally was going to mention how she'd never appreciated what women meant when they talked about feeling a man coming in them, but, a little too breathless to say anything, she chose to simply moan her response. Of course, she was aided by Betsy rubbing her crotch and kissing her, so she'd have had trouble talking because of that, as well.
Once they all stopped moving, Cate gave Ally a little push. "Sorry, but I think Alex needs to breathe a little. If you could roll over and recover on the side, I can make sure he doesn't go into a reaction on us again."
It took Ally a moment to respond, and when she did she merely rolled off of him wordlessly, at which point Georgia looked up.
"Does anyone ever have more than one 'mind melting orgasm'? I mean, do they pass out because of what he does to their brain, or is it just the orgasms?"
"You know," Cate replied as she proceeded to feed Alex, who was lying there gasping, "I never really thought of that. As much as I can recall, everyone only seemed to pass out the once, although I think there have been a few times someone else did for a special occasion."
"I can answer that," Gail said from the corner. "He did me once with his and my girlfriends, and I thought I was going to die. I remember it fondly to this very day," she replied with a very satisfied smirk to her face.
"So, if he's got plans, does that mean we're going to eat out or downstairs?" Georgia asked. "Cause if we're eating here, I can ask Paul, the breakfast chef downstairs, to fix him up something nice."
"Do that," Cate told her. "As soon as we get Alex on his feet again and everyone gets their shower, we should be ready to go."
"So, Julie, what are you doing inside on a beautiful day like today? Wouldn't you rather be outside, playing with your friends?"
"No, I can't," the overly serious little seven-year-old replied as she turned yet another page in her math textbook. "If I'm going to make a difference with my abilities, I need to become a doctor and be good at math. So I'm trying to catch up on all the math I didn't pick up this year."
Martha was intrigued. This was a side of Julie she'd never seen before. Ever since she'd had her son-in-law, Julie's father, bring her three grandkids to meet Alex in San Antonio just a week ago, Julie was like a whole new person. She was the only one of the three whom Alex had activated, and she took it as a high honor, deserving only her best performance. "And what makes you think that?"
"I asked Mrs. Cooper, my teacher, what to do to become a doctor. After she finally stopped laughing, she asked why I was suddenly interested in becoming a doctor. I couldn't tell her since no one is supposed to know about Alex, so I told her I want to make a difference and I think I have a special talent for medicine."
"Well, as a Seer you have a huge leg up on the other people applying to medical school," Martha told her. "They have to cut someone open to figure out what's wrong with them, whereas with your vision, you'll only have to cut where the problem is."
"I know, and that's why it's important I work hard to become a doctor. I mean, we can't leave something this important to other people who can't see what we can, can we? I mean, can you imagine Jeffery trying to operate on someone. Ugh," Julie shivered, imagining her 2nd grade classmate as a practicing physician.
"You realize that medical school is a long ways away. You may change your mind by then," Martha cautiously suggested, not wanting to squash Julie's ambitions, but wanting her to realize what she was undertaking.
"But it's important we put our 'neak 'bilities to use," she responded, trying to copy Alex's speech and his wording, even if she didn't quite know how to use them yet. "No one else can do what we can, so we owe it to everyone else to do as much as we can. After all, there are only so many of us, and there are millions who'll need us to do what they can't. It's not a matter of what I want, it's our calling. It's what Alex would expect us to do."
"Well, you certainly make a compelling argument," Martha replied, smiling at how serious Julie considered her new role in life, even though she only learned of these new abilities of hers a week ago. "What do Alice and your father think of this new focus of yours?" Alice, of course, was her five-year-old sister who'd turned out to be a Watcher. She'd been just as taken with Alex as Julie had been, but she was still a little too young to realize quite what it meant yet.
"Well, Dad's not sure any of what I see is real, so he hummers me. Alice, though, wants to put her 'bilities to use as much as me. She knows she won't be as good at medicine as me, but she talked to her preschool teacher about it. She was s'prised when she asked her, but suggested Alice could use her talent at understanding people by working as a mental doctor, a therapist or even in business."
"The word you were looking for is 'humor'. Your father is humoring you by pretending to believe what you tell him. And you did very well with all the other words," Martha told her, realizing Alice hadn't been as unaffected as she'd thought.
"Thank you. Alice made sure her teacher taught her how to say each word. But what was that word you used before?" Julie asked, looking at her very intently. "That combelling? If I'm going to be a doctor, I need to know lots of big words."
"The word is compelling. It means that it makes sense. That it's a very good argument. But go on, I'm anxious to hear what Alice decided." Martha was sure this new interest in speaking well and learning was inspired by Alex's sister Cate as much as it was from her interest in Alex. It had been clear that both were intelligent, and their language and diction had apparently made an impact on little Julie.
"Oh, she decided a therapist wasn't good. She'd only see one person and it wouldn't use her 'bilities very well. Being a Psycho wouldn't be good either, since you need to be a doctor. We decided we should leave that to the other Seers. She 'cided to be a police woman, like the woman with Alex. Then she could deal with people every day, and know who was dangerous and who needed help."
It took Martha a moment to wrap her head around that concept. One girl deciding to be a doctor and the other wanting to be a policewoman, and after they'd wanted to be a ballerina and a cowgirl only a couple weeks ago.
"The word is Psychologist. Psycho means something completely different. You realize she could also be a teacher, or a minister?"
"Yeah, but anybody can be a teacher. We need to focus so we can make the best use of our 'bilities. After all, there are only a few of us, so we need to make the most of them."
"Well, that's very grown up of you. I'm sure Alex would be very proud of you."
"Well, don't tell him yet. I want to prove I'm serious before we tell him. I don't want to bother him with little stuff, since he holds the future of our people in his hands. Let's wait until my grades improve first. Oh, and by the way, we'll have to go back to San Antonio. Alice and I want to talk to Caity about this, about what we'll need to study and what school we'll need to go to."
"OK, I'm sure we can arrange something. Just don't forget to play outside some. After all, Alex doesn't want you to only do one thing. You'll have to be good at a lot of different things if you're going to help him. After all, look at the people he surrounds himself with. They manage to do everything for him. If they were only good at one thing they wouldn't be as helpful, would they?"
"No, I guess not," Julie said thoughtfully. "OK, as soon as I finish this chapter I'll go play outside for a while. But then I want to start the next one."
"So, Jenny, are you ever sorry you didn't get boosted by Alex?" her husband, Tommy Cox, asked as they walked away from yet another meeting with the other Seekers. These meetings had become a regular thing, and it made a big difference for both of them. Not only did they really feel a part of the entire thing, but everyone was anxious to achieve just as much as they could, 'for Alex'. Although he and Jenny were involved with dealing with the relatives of the Seekers and Seers in the community, Jenny had already applied for a promotion in her work. Most of the talk that night had been about that, what courses the women should sign up for and what field of study would allow them to do the most good. Overall, Alex had had an amazing effect on each of the people's lives, even those of the men.
Of course, the rest of the discussion was less impressive, with everyone discussing the merits of calling Watchers, like Jenny, 'Seekers' instead. Tommy figured it was necessary, but it seemed less meaningful then the other work they were doing.
"No, I'm happy with the decision I ... that we made," she told him, reaching over to hold his hand to reassure him.
"Really? I can imagine what getting boosted could have done for you. I realize how much your abilities mean to you, especially now that you've been getting training from the Seers in the community. But if you had slept with Alex just one time, you'd be able to do so much more. Surely that's got to haunt you, at least a little bit."
Jenny stopped and faced her husband, stepping up and wrapping her arms around him as she looked him right in the eyes. "There is no way I'd trade you for a boost to my abilities. I'm working with the hand I was dealt, and I've got a lot more than most people have. Sure, I've got to work a little harder, but it's the effort you put into something that makes the difference. Unadulterated talent by itself doesn't mean much. Do you think Liv and Allison could do what they did without a lot of work and dedication? The main thing we have to offer is our dedication. The abilities are nice, but we don't choose those. What we personally choose is much more important. I chose you, and Alex agrees, since he puts so much value on families. He knows how important someone like you is to my life."
"Still ... if you had both the dedication and the talent..."
"Then I probably wouldn't have you. Look, I realize what I passed up, and I accept that. But I also know how much information was thrown at you all at once. There's no way you could have accepted me sleeping with someone like Alex unless you could literally feel what he represented like the rest of us could. If I had chosen to sleep with him, you'd never be able to stop questioning why I did it."
"That may be, but you'd already convinced me that he was legit, and I'd been hearing from others in the community. I'm sure I could have—"
"You may think so, but there would have been doubts, and those doubts would have undermined our relationship, and that would have distracted me so I couldn't focus like I am now. Yeah, I have given up a fair amount. But if I'd chosen that route, I'd have been less productive than I am now."
"Well, I appreciate that, and you're probably right. I likely would have freaked out. But if the opportunity ever comes up again, I want you to go for it."
"Ha, that'll be the day. You heard Alex. He'd never go for it. Each time he stops somewhere, he has to choose who to boost. He knows how important it is, and he's developed a complicated criteria. But at the top of that list is the health of the people involved, and there's no way he'd screw up someone's life by helping her cheat on her spouse. So, thanks, but I don't think you have anything to worry about. You're stuck with me, a mere unboosted Seeker. But I'm happy to have you, now a central figure in Alex's movement here in New Orleans. Not a bad accomplishment for a male type 3. You're as heavily involved in this as I am, and you're playing as vital a role in his organization as I am."
"Yeah, there is that. But now that we've finished planning on how everyone is going to train harder to help Alex more, how about we try to increase the number of available Seekers? After all, we all need to do what we can, and it seems to me we're letting some precious Seeker DNA go to waste."
The two of them ran off giggling, after she gave him a quick kiss. They had a lot to accomplish, and as much as Alex valued family, they were glad they'd be creating a valuable piece of his community.
"So, Mom, how are you and Dad getting along?" little Jenny asked her mother. The question surprised Kelly Ott, coming as it did out of the blue.
"We don't have any problems, why do you ask?" Kelly asked suspiciously, wondering what Jenny might be up to. Since they'd encountered Alex a couple of months back, Jenny had suddenly turned into quite the precocious youngster, not only sounding much older than her young age, but also frequently surprising both her parents with her observations of people they'd meet or even pass on the streets.
The fact of the matter was that, for a while there, things had been quite bad between Henry and her. When they'd first met Alex in a hotel in St. Louis and Cate had slipped and mentioned something about Alex 'boosting' his followers abilities, Henry hadn't coped with it very well. Especially when Jenny had decided to address the issue directly, suggesting that Kelly should consider it. Although Alex himself had never suggested anything of the kind himself, it had really poisoned Henry's mind against him, so it had been rough for quite a while.
"Well, it's just that you and Dad were having so many problems when we first met Alex, and then when you suggested we visit him in New Orleans I was afraid Dad might leave."
"Well he didn't, did he?" Kelly responded, ruffling the hair on her daughter's head.
"No, he didn't. It was good that Alex insisted Daddy come along, wasn't it?"
Kelly took a moment to consider her response. "Frankly, yes, it was. I think it made a real difference between us. Before that, your father was a bit paranoid about what I might be doing, possibly communicating with Alex in my mind without him ever knowing. But the fact Alex insisted he come with us to meet him, and that he then told us to stay in New Orleans and he would be sure to stay away just so we could have a good time did a lot to reassure your father."
"I thought so. That was a great weekend. It really brought Dad and I closer. We spent a lot of time in the evenings after that discussing how the changes Alex had made in my life affected me. We discussed it a lot, often while you were busy doing other things. I think he was trying to determine how much he learned from the women in New Orleans was real and how much was make believe."
"So what's with the question, then? If you know that Dad's doing better, then why question if we're OK?"
"Well, you and Dad still try to protect me by not telling me stuff, even though I can kinda feel what you think about things."
"Yeah, and..." Kelly prompted her, trying to find out where she was going with it.
"Well, I just wanted to make sure there still weren't any problems. I mean, Daddy's been supportive, but I just wanted to be sure. After all, when you and he were having problems he tended to blame me as well."
Kelly sighed before answering, remembering those dark days.
"No, your Daddy's fine. He really warmed up to the whole idea of what we went through, especially after talking to everyone after we left Alex at the clinic. Giving us that time to ourselves so we could talk to others without any pressure was really an inspired move. It kept us from fighting, Daddy could relax and actually listen to what everyone was saying and he thought about what it all meant. It was an important time for us both."
"For all of us," Jenny insisted. "As I said, Dad and I have never been closer. Since we had those initial discussions just between us, we've have been talking a lot more. He'll stop by at odd times and ask me what I'm doing or how I've been able to use my new abilities. That led me to describe what I was experiencing in school, knowing what people were likely to do before they did something, or knowing when someone didn't like me. We spent a lot of time talking about the girls who pretended to like me, but who I could feel really hated me."
"Wow, I never knew you were going through all of that. Why didn't you ever mention it to me?"
"Actually, at first I was confused and wanted to figure it out on my own. Then, when Dad and I started to talk about it, I wanted to save it for him, since it brought us so close. He'd offer advice, or try to explain what made them do it. Then we'd discuss what having these abilities would mean to me."
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Anthony Barlow picked up the phone as soon as it rang this time. He wasn't about to miss this call. Things were getting more extreme and he was anxious to get a handle on them. "Good evening, Barlow residence," he answered. "Hello, Mr. Barlow. This is Harry Wittmore again," answered the reassuring voice he'd been so anxiously awaiting. "What have you got for me?" Anthony asked, hardly able to contain his nerves. Things hadn't been going well at home. "Well, I've got some...
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"And then he says ... pardon me, that's my phone. I'll finish up in a second. "Hello, Patty Moore's line?" She listened for a moment as the others continued with their breakfast. No one else paid much attention, but Alex couldn't remember her getting a lot of phone calls in the past, so he was curious who might be calling at this hour. 'Alex, I think you'll want to hear this, ' she warned. 'Go ahead, just let me listen in, ' he suggested. "Excuse me, but we were talking and I...
"Well, I guess it's time to get down to business, huh?" Alex asked as he pushed his plate away. Breakfast had been a dour affair. None of those in Alex's group felt like talking, given what they knew they'd be dealing with later. Their Native American hosts were, as ever, aloof and taciturn, and today they were even more serious, now that their entire future rested in Alex's nervous hands. Or at least that's how Alex viewed it. It was hard to tell what the mostly silent village...
This story may not be what you expect. This is the introduction of a novel upon which I am working about the struggles of two people to come to turns with cognitive dissonances in their memories of loved ones that they lost on 9-11. This is the story of the random encounter of a fire fighter’s widow with the younger brother of one of the hijackers. It is not about wrapping ourselves in Old Glory and singing the anthem. Nor is it about pacifism. It is about humanity and healing. Through their...
The roughest part about being a father to an attractive teenage girl is dealing with other men, grown men my age, looking at her. I see the looks, the stares. I can see them drooling. They lust for her but I've grown to accept that and deal with it. It used to make me so angry. It made me feel insecure. Worst part was there was nothing I could do about it. But as time has went on, the more and more she grows into a fully developed sexy adult woman. And the more and more guys look, being...
Today was the day. Mom was going to get two dicks in her pussy at once. She had always imagined what it would be like, i would lie if i said i didn't wonder as well. However today was her day to get two dicks in one hole. It just so happened that i knew two guys who were close and wouldn't mind doing it. I came home and walked through the door. Eric and Jason were sitting on the couch, watching some porn and jerking off together. Mom was in the chair across from them watching them and the...
Issa walked diffidently to the small creek, holding the dark, wooden bucket carefully at her side so it wouldn’t bang into her leg. The sun was tall in the sky, roasting the earth below it and everything crawling or walking. The heat could even be smelled as what little breeze flowing over her served only to move the hot air from place to place. The dark smell of fungi and earth whispered upon that hot breeze, with the fragrance of roses and jasmine underlying the sickly-sweet odor. She...
"Holy shit, you've got to be kidding me?" "Nope. It's true. Cate thinks she's uncovered the key to how Alex activates people. But more than that, she thinks she knows how to detect who's a Seer and who's a Watcher." Dr. Ryan Moore stood up, enthused at the prospects this brought up. He started excitedly pacing around the room. "Man, this is a major break. We've been piecing things together for a long time, but ... So how does—" "She thinks the key is that both the Seers' and...
Alex still felt unsure about the concert that night. He didn't know what it was, but he couldn't help feeling that something was off. About all he could figure was that with the increased number of people they'd have with a Saturday night concert, they'd likely have more things go wrong, so he clearly expected to be embarrassed or find himself in some uncomfortable situations tonight. But that was hardly unusual and he knew he had to get used to it, because it was now a constant part of...
Alex was glad to get out onto the streets of Oklahoma City. While he was afraid of attracting more attention to himself following the shooting in Dallas, he didn't like the idea of hiding in the hotel room any more than Cate did. What's more, the idea that Cate might have some ideas on how his 'automatic boost' ability worked had him enthused. If they could crack that nut, it would really improve things for his followers and for himself as well. As necessary as boosting people was, he...
Driving away conservatively, Leanna didn't notice any police cars, but they did hear sirens in the distance. "Alex, what the hell was that about?" Cate demanded, sounding peeved about the whole encounter. "I'm sorry, Cate, but you weren't aware of what was going on. Leanna advised me the guy wasn't a seasoned criminal. He didn't have the intent to harm anyone, and I was interested in making sure he didn't harm anyone by accident. When he grabbed for the bag the girl gave me, I just...
Climbing out of a car clogged with dust once again, Alex took in the quaint little village laid out before him. It was a small community, with small structures built much like they were long ago, with red stones and the old style adobe, as well as a few scattered newer structures which stood out in sharp contrast. There were several people sitting out, including a few young children. One looked up and called out to a friend, watching Alex and his cohorts. "Look, it's him." Soon both boys...
"So what's with the surprise," Alex asked as they neared their room. "I was expecting to see someone in the lobby, so unless it's a pet snake to take care of your mice, I don't know what to expect." "Don't worry," Cate assured him. "You'll see in due time." "Hey, there you are. It's about time!" Sammy was waving from the the band's room on the far side of Alex's. He turned back and shouted to the others inside. "Hey, the big man is in the house." Before the threesome...
My real estate broker Maria called telling me about a ski home in Telluride with a wine mine, I was sent pictures. I told my broker I would fly up to see the property. The property description was interesting; Up to 1,600 wine bottles are stored in a 56-foot-long tunnel or “mine shaft” in the basement. There’s an antique ore cart on tracks, and lights are computerized to flicker like a lantern, and sound effects like creaking wood and dripping water are piped in. The wine shaft isn’t the only...
What I'm about to tell you, as we say in the spy business, is something I should not be telling you. So please, please, please don't tell anyone what you read here. And if you're a spy or terrorist, please stop reading now, because there's some top secret, sensitive information you're not supposed to know about.Okay, now that it's safe to talk, I guess I should let you know a little about me. For obvious reasons, I can't tell you my name. Well, maybe my first name. It's Bob. And maybe a hint of...
Fantasy & Sci-FiIt was 1873 and the Texas city of Sandaria had a bustling BDSM community. The most well known of the dungeons was the Yellow Rose Club run by Master Wicked X and his main submissive Sarah. Besides all the usual dungeon furniture and devices, Master X was most proud of his brand new steam powered Fucking Piston Machine, which he fondly referred to as the Pounder. He was an inventor of sorts and had spent several years perfecting it. As word of it got around, he received many requests to buy one,...
SteampunkCHAPTER 1 It had been assumed Kerri Saunders would succeed her mother, in time, as the social queen of Falcon City. The Saunders’ money was old money, made from pelts and timber and then farm machinery, chemicals, cosmetics and then the money gouging machine seemed to run out of puff, or was it steam, diesel or swamp water? It didn’t much matter because the multi-millions had been prudently invested in securities in seventeen different countries where corruption was genteel and taxation was...
Near the center of the city park, there was a small, rundown bathroom far from any of the main walking paths. It had originally been intended as a park employee bathroom, but as other facilities were built over the years it fell out of use. Nowadays it received very little foot traffic, but thanks to a lax cleaning staff, managed to be as filthy as any heavily used gas station bathroom. The usual graffiti adorned the walls, most of the floor was covered with tracked-in dirt and leaves, and...
Milk with Breakfast. Jen woke up to the sweet smell of jizz. she had grown accustomed to doing so over her four day weekend. The family had arrived on Friday, when they'd first all fucked together for the first time. Over the weekend the family had done nothing but fucked more. It had taken a day or to for Jen to finally be enrolled at what would be her new school. It was called The Callum Underwood Middle School. Jen hadn't picked up on it right away, but laughed when she noticed it...
Introduction: Chapter 2 of Movings Not So Bad. Jen goes to her new school, and enjoys it very much!! Contains young/Incest. [u]Part 1 [/u] Milk with Breakfast. Jen woke up to the sweet smell of jizz. she had grown accustomed to doing so over her four day weekend. The family had arrived on Friday, when theyd first all fucked together for the first time. Over the weekend the family had done nothing but fucked more. It had taken a day or to for Jen to finally be enrolled at what would be her...
Now finished, I step back to admire my handiwork and your almost-naked body in the dim lighting, my eyes lingering on the hardening shape in the front of your panties telling me that you're enjoying this almost as much as I am. A few moments past as I'm lost in the curves of your body, your pert breasts and hard nipples, and I see you shiver in anticipation, the silence clearly not wasted on you. I step forward now, standing behind you, placing my hands lightly on your bare shoulders. It...
"Joanne I understand but we are still getting supplies and it seems by the traffic report that it will be a few hours until we can make it back. Nathan should almost be done boarding the windows outside, just let him in and he will keep you company until we can make it back. Love you." She hung up the phone, not satisfied, still scarred. Nathan was a ranch hand that lived in a trailer on the property. He was barely 20 years old and had a good relationship with the family. Joanne...
Hi to all of you on ISS. My name is Shanti, I’m posting my experiences once again on this site. I hope this gets published too and I’m eager to see the responses from all the readers. Fact is, I’m a married woman, settled in Chennai now, with a kid. I’m 31 years of age, dark brown skinned (a typical Indian skin color) smooth skin, 5′ 1″ height with a 34 – 26 – 36 figure. When this incident happened I was 19 years old, studying in college in Trichy, Tamil Nadu. I’ll narrate this episode in...
Thunderstruck by Arcie Emm They had not been completely sober, Alex the Dropout having snuck them a twelve-pack in exchange for a six-pack of his own, when the idea had come up. And though nobody remembered exactly whose idea it was, each remembered that Dylan had drunkenly agreed to it. The next day, after sobering up, it had not taken him long to realize the idiocy of the idea. Therefore, he spent the next week protesting that there was no way that he was going to follow through....
"Jesus, Frank, where have you been?" the medical examiner cried. "You were supposed to come by on Tuesday, my morgue's overflowing!" The undertaker wearily climbed out of the hearse. "Don't start, Barry," he moaned, "just ... don't. It's been a hell of a week." "Yeah, yeah, cry me a river," Barry grumped. "My Author got eight new ideas last week. Do you have any idea how much carnage that makes?" Frank slammed the car door and turned to face the other man. "Carnage! You want...
Queen of the Underworld By Red_Elise "So what is it?" Sano asked, watching the necklace dangle before his eyes. "It's a ring, in case that fact escaped you." He inclined his head to Lina, looking at her curiously. "What is a ring doing on a necklace?" Lina's cheeks became flushed, but her embarrassment faded as she let her frustration get the better of her. "If you don't like it then give it back!" Sano looked at her with surprise before slipping the necklace over...
Hades paced the long dining room, trying to avoid looking at the elegantly set table for two. This flighty girl would be the end of him, and he knew it. At first he just wanted her because she was his. She had been promised to him by his brother, Zeus, when Demeter bore her. Demeter, however, had other plans. She had hidden Persephone away from him his entire life,trying to protect her. Hades’s men had scoured the earth for her, trying to find this hidden jewel. They’d brought him countless...
Located at the edge of the Terminus Systems is the planet Koralia. Its snow-covered surface is often wracked by severe storms that makes travel inadvisable. Beneath the surface of Koralia is a city built from the remains of a massive mining facility that was abandoned centuries ago. The city has no official name but is often referred to as 'The Underworld'. The Underworld is a hub of drugs, weapons, and various forms of trafficking. It is ruled by an albino Asari crimelord known as Queen Miris...
Series 6, Episode 11 – Janine Saunders (18), from Birmingham We fade in on a nice townhouse in a nice neighbourhood – then we cut to inside the house and see our hostess – Charley – sitting at her desk, a large computer editing suite laid out infront of her (big computer, multiple screens, etc.) She appears to be editing an episode of ‘The United Kingdom of Zoo’ as we watch, although there’s nothing sexual on screen at the moment, just a young couple walking a large Alsatian. Charley turns...
Undercover Exposure Tiara When I look at the newspaper, we read that lesbians say they do not need a man to be a father. They think they can do it and even do a good job. This being said I often wonder if I had a dad, would I be the same person as I now am. I think it's about time you heard what happened when I was 9. I did not have a dad. I don't have a clue why he was not in my life. My mom never talked about it. I lived alone with her. We were well off as her parents were very...
A Different Perspective by Holly Hill Eric Jeffreys and his wife Dianne were awakened by the sound of the neighbor's lawn mower. They had slept far too soundly. By the amount of light that was streaming into the room, the hour was very late, even by L.A. standards. "My, you must have been tired," Dianne said, giving Eric a playful pinch. "I was. Your sister has been working me to death." "Chris is probably up by now. She hadn't mentioned the fact that you have been working...
These are the top three choices," the director said, setting three pictures in front of Carrie Underwood. They were casting the male lead for her new music video and Carrie was being given final say on who to cast."That one," Carrie said, pointing at the picture in the middle."All three are here if you want to meet them," the director said."No, him," Carrie said, again pointing at the middle picture. She couldn't really explain it, but there was just something about the picture that compelled...
Magic Anime Network: A Different Perspective Derrick dragged his weary body into his apartment. He put his mail on the kitchen table and started pulling out items from the fridge for a sandwich. He had no interest in doing his daily chores. Not after the rotten day he had just gone through at work. Instead he took his sandwich, plopped himself in front of his computer and started making the rounds of his favorite internet sites. Derrick was letting his thoughts go dark. He definitely...
Thunderstorms always gave Edward Adams the frights. Even now, at the ripe old age of twelve, he became frightened at the claps of thunder and the sudden bright flashes of light from the lightning. In the dark of his bedroom they seemed to take on a more frightening quality. He was ashamed to admit it, but he wanted the closeness of his mother. She would comfort him with soothing words and hold him until he went to sleep or the storms would pass as they always did.Tonight was no different...
With the formation of the Women's International Party in the mid 2000's, political power has been gradually shifting away from the men and into the hands of a group of radical feminists. These women claim that patriarchy is the root cause of most of society's problems, and that a world dominated by females would be free of war, poverty, class divisions, and corporate greed. While the party is essentially still a fringe group, it has managed to seize power in a few communities on the west coast...
Satyra Underworld of the Chevaan Chapter 1 Devil's Bargain Raising her head Satyra shook her head to clear it and flexed her fingersbehind the wooden stocks. For the past two days she had tried to use her magicto free herself, without success. Now she tired again, focusing all her strength,her knowledge, her will, channeling them as she pinpointed her desire to sunderthe metal bands holding her. Nothing happened. Satyra slumped back against the frame in defeat, but almost immediately shesensed...
Tim Goes Undercover By Moe 1) The Assignment I picked up the phone and answered, "Accounting, Tim Bradley." It was my sister Tracee on the line and she said rather urgently, "I need to see you in my office. Something rather important has come up and I need your help." My sister is eight years older than me at 30 and she is the president of our family company. She was working for our father who founded and ran the company when he suddenly died of a heart attack five years...
The Undercover Detective part 8 14th June I awoke feeling like death. The moment that I moved, a bolt of pain shot through my shoulder. My head throbbed and my shoulder throbbed. I lay there feeling sorry for myself. Eventually, Fran breezed into the room. "Great Mandy, you are finally awake. It is gone noon and I have already been in to work, seen both the new chief and the big boss, I have picked up your clothes and other belongings from the bed sit and now I can bring you a...
I watched Sarah. Amazed at the size cock that she was sucking. Naturally the other guy was larger but he was a grown man. The kid, I could see him better now, had a very large cock for his age, It was at least as large as mine of about eight inches. The man she had been sucking was the one from earlier in the week that I had sucked off with her. His thick eleven inch cock was large as he stroked it and watched Sarah suck the young boy, The man, John, got in between the legs of the young lad...
Sarah should not have had a gleefuf look on her face as she licked the cock head. Sarah was doing this because the rent was due and I had just been laid off at the wrong time. As if there is a right time to be laid off, especially after we had returned from an expensive vacation. Two weeks of carefree days in the sun at the resort. It was a way to cope with the grind at work. It was Sarah's way to unwind after being coped up in the apartment while i worked. Sarah didn't work. She had been...
Introduction: Sarah and Jim fuck again It was only a couple of days later that I came to the house and there was a strange SUV in the driveway. I thought that my wife was busy with a customer so I looked in a window, at the side of the house, before I went bumbling in.Isaw Sarah in between a guys naked legs. She was naked also. Then I saw her move over and start sucking another cock, The other man was not a man at all but a young boy of about ten or twelve. His body was hidden by the man Sarah...
Introduction: Husband and wifeservice her Johns I sat in the guest bedroom, looking through a eye hole. The hole was between the connecting door leading into the main bedroom. I had a good view of the room. I had a good view of my naked wife, Sarah, I had a good view of my neighbor from down the hall as he sat on the edge of my bed. I had a good view of Sarah holding his oversized cock and licking the tip. I looked at Sam as he sat, also naked, with his great belly. What made me shudder was...
The Worm TurnsI thought that I would let you, the reader, know how my life has changed, some would say for the better! It all started as a normal day at work, where I am sales manager for a team of guys who sell fitness equipment. As a totally non P.C. team, we have chosen our office staff for their, shall we say, flexibility to work procedures, which they are quite happy with as it is reflected in their bonus payments. This afternoon I had just closed a big deal, and as I reflected on the...
Seeing the naked 60 year old Grandma with her hand buried into her pussy was so naughty...my 24 year old mind raced back and forth thinking of just how old she was. While she was very sexy, her body showed many signs of her age...I wondered if she had always been a nasty lady, perhaps she fucked many guys while she was in school, or maybe she was shy and reserved. GILF waved her free hand at me, motioning for me to come to her. I climbed off of the bed where the MILF was still laying and...
I arrived around 9:30 P.M., the driveway to the large house was dark, illuminated by just a row of small dark orange lamps that followed the path surrounding the well manicured front yard. The path lead me directly to the front door. As I reached out to knock on the expansive, heavy, molded French door, I realized my cock was hard and pressing against my jeans. Pushing my cock down so that it would rest against my leg and hopefully be held in-check until I knew for sure what these ladies had in...
While attending college I worked at Safeway as a cashier. The job was mundane, but the pay was good. The best part of the job was the constant flow of attractive ladies that came through my line. Over the course of my five years with Safeway I hooked up with more than 20 customers and 10-12 girls who worked at my store or who were on loan from another location for a few weeks. While most of my fellow employees I hooked up with were close to my age (I was 22 when I started working there), the...
This is purely fictional and fantasy but if the cashier does see this hopefully we can make it a real story.I live by myself I'm quite fit and i go too the gym regularly I usually go for skinny girls but one day. As i was driving home I remembered I needed to go too the store and pick up some food for my diet I was a few weeks out from a bodybuilding competition. So i had to buy a bunch of healthy food for my diet to make me look more lean. As i walked into the store i noticed a bbw it was a...
What happens when you’re out past curfew?I learned the answer to this question the hard way. It was a school night and I had been given permission by Mistress to go to the library after classes to do some research for my term paper but that I was to be home no later than 8pm. Well as you can figure I obviously wasn’t home by 8pm seeing as I know the answer to the question: what happens when you’re out past curfew?I was sitting in the library surrounded by books for my paper when I heard the...
July 29, 1984, McKinley, Ohio “Your mom hasn’t called you yet?” Tasha asked when our small group gathered at her apartment on Sunday afternoon. “No,” I replied. “But I figured it would take a couple of weeks of not hearing from me or Liz before she decides she needs to talk to me.” “You’re doing OK?” “Yes. It’s not all that different from you and Sasha, except that your dad figured it out quickly.” “If by that you mean you shamed him into behaving as a Christian should, then yes.” “How...
When Wife Wants to Play, what do you say? It’s a question I like to pose to strangers, especially if they’ve got a good-looking ball and chain, and it’s a question you may be asking yourself right now. Maybe it’s your own cuckold fetish you’re looking to feed, or perhaps your wife has developed a sudden new interest in BBC, but whatever the case, this next site may answer some of your questions, give you some ideas, and maybe even help you find a well-endowed stud to give your hotwife the...
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