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“Rick, this is Marc Crosby, my senior supervisor. His dad is the store manager and Marc is the top team leader in sales and promotions.
“Marc, meet Rick Dalton.”
“Good to meet you, Marc. You’re a junior in high school and you’ve already made senior supervisor in sales here?”
“Yes and believe me, Dad makes sure I work harder than anyone here too. I knew who you were before Gage told me your name. Everyone in school knows who Rick Dalton is. You’re my grandfather’s hero too, Rick, just in case you didn’t know that.”
“I’m your grandfather’s hero?”
“You sure are. He lives about four houses down from you and he sees you every morning that you pass his house headed for the park to run.”
“Your grandfather is Mason Crosby, isn’t he? I remember seeing his name on the mailbox and he always hollers at me when I pass by. I’ll have to stop and spend some time with him the next time I see him.
“Please do, Rick. He tells everyone he sees that he knows you and talks to you all the time. You’ll make an old man’s day if you stop and talk.”
“Count it done. I never knew my grandparents on either side and never knew my dad either. I may tell him that I’m going to adopt him,” I told him as a joke.
“PLEASE DO THAT, Rick. Please do that. The man thinks you are Superman as it is. Just wait until I call him and tell him that we sold you a phone. You are here to buy a phone, aren’t you?”
“Five of the iPhone6-Plus phones, Marc. That’s the reason I brought him back here. I knew you could offer a better deal than I’m allowed to,” Gage told him.
“Tell me what plan you were thinking about, Rick.”
“I was looking at the family plan with five phones, unlimited text and talk and shared data. I want to give my girlfriend one and my sisters Billie, Bonnie and also her best friend Molly who I call my sister too.”
“Close the door, Gage. We’re going to fix this Outlaw up with a family plan that I know Dad will approve of. He’s a big fan of yours too, Rick and we’re on the list of sponsors each week in the paper and on the radio.”
“I do want the best deal possible, but don’t get in trouble over me. I’ll pay my dues.”
“You just keep paying your dues on the football field and stop by to see my grandfather. That alone will have Dad ready to give you stock in the store.”
“That - I can gladly do, now tell me what you have that I can afford.”
“Like I told you, I can give you a deal that the store has on special this week, or I could call dad in here and let him give you one that will knock your cleats off.”
“If it’s legit, let’s do it.”
Marc picked up his iPhone and talked to his dad. He was grinning when he put it down.
“Have a seat over here, Rick. Dad will be right in.
“Gage, sit over here by Rick, you need to learn all about these special in-store deals too in case we get another famous person for a customer.”
I looked at him, expecting to see him laugh when he called me famous. He was already writing down numbers and never looked up.
Shit, he’s serious. But I’m not famous.
When I left the store, Gage and Marc walked out with me, carrying some of the bags and boxes.
I asked them to set up the phones for me if they could and told them the numbers of Billie’s, Brandy’s, Bonnie’s and Molly’s phones.
Gage did mine, Brandy’s and Bonnie’s while Marc did Billie’s and Molly’s. They were keying numbers while they talked tech shit to each other that meant nothing to me.
Marcus Crosby had informed me that I now had the same plan and the same data limits that the school board, athletic department, and school administrators have. All approved by the local school board and the state school board. He even told me to tell my teammates who wanted an iPhone to come in and get the same plan. The way he explained it, the company could never advertise that the school was using the iPhones provided by AT&T or the plan they had, but just the fact that each of them used the iPhone in public and in private life would more than pay for the promotions.
I could add up to five more phones on this plan for five dollars each and I was already thinking.
I told Marc and Gage that I’d see both of them in the lunchroom at noon since this was their lunch period too. I had plans for both of them.
I called Jeri and she answered on the first ring.
“I’m sweaty and I want some of your sweet, sweaty pussy.”
“Damn, Rick! You did call me. I’ll store your number and put it in my cellphone too. We really do need to see each other soon, Rick. I need a ride on your big brown bucking bull, Outlaw.”
“Call me anytime. Text me too and I’ll answer when I can.”
“Sext me, Rick.”
“Sext me first, Jeri. I’ve never done that.”
“Neither have I, not even with Rhonda but I will now that you’ve gotten your phone.”
I started to send Bonnie a text but decided to call her. I wasn’t sure if her phone would still work, but I knew she’d be with Molly wherever they were.
“Hello?” she answered and I knew she was wondering whose number this was.
“Hey, Sexy. How about some hot pussy from you and Molly?”
“Rick? Whose phone are you on?”
“My new iPhone6-Plus.”
“You stingy ass! Did you really buy one of those phones? They are expensive as hell.”
“Are you and Molly at our house?”
“No, we’re at her house, why?”
“Go home and get naked. I have the deal of a lifetime for both of you.”
When I pulled into the carport and parked, I saw them peeping out through the kitchen door. Damn if both of them weren’t naked. On top that is. I’d bet money they were completely naked.
I won that bet - they were.
They jerked the door open wide when I staggered in with my arms and hands full of small boxes, plastic bags and gadgets with my jeans rolled up under my arm.
“Rick? What is all of this?” Bonnie asked.
“Yeah, did you rob the phone store? We were already planning to give you some pussy. You didn’t have to go and rob a store!” Molly said and they laughed.
“Where are your phones?”
“They’re right here, why?” Bonnie asked.
“They’re not active anymore. Here’s a new iPhone6-Plus for each of you, compliments of your favorite brother, Rick Dalton.”
Bonnie turned to lock the kitchen door and let the blinds down. When I turned around they jumped me. We tumbled into the kitchen floor with them pulling at my shirt and my shorts. They were laughing and I was too as they stripped me naked with only my shoes and socks left on.
“Bonnie has already told me I get your cock first, since you fucked her, Brandy and your special friend all weekend. You’ll never know how much I wanted to climb out my window and come over to fuck you,” Molly told me just before she took my cock in her mouth and swallowed half of it.
Bonnie pushed Molly backwards and kissed her pussy, then sucked my cock before she moved up to look down at me.
“Kiss me, Rick. Just like we kissed this weekend, remember?” she said and locked lips with mine.
We were still kissing when I felt Molly swap ends and take my cock in her pussy. I was hard as granite and her pussy was slick as snot, but damn was it tight.
She finally had me over halfway inside her when Bonnie swapped ends too and let me kiss her pussy as she and Molly locked lips. I can always tell when they do this while we’re fucking and sucking. Their bodies go wild and their pussies flood me, the floor and my face at the same time.
None of us lasted very long this round and when they fell over in the floor, I rolled over to lay across their naked bodies.
Now was a good time to spring my surprise on them since they’re already happy about the new phones.
“Both of you have been talking about working out with me but you never do. Have either of you ever thought about taking martial arts classes?”
“No, but I think I’d like that,” Bonnie said, looking over at Molly.
“Me too. Is there even a place in Masonville that teaches martial arts?”
“There is now. They’ve opened a studio at the gym downtown. I signed up today and start classes tomorrow night.”
“Shit, Rick. I wish you had signed Molly and me up too.”
“I did.”
“You’re always pulling shit like this on us. I guess that’s the reason we love you so much,” Bonnie told me and leaned over to kiss my cheek.
“Tell us about it, Rick,” Molly told me.
“Well, the owner is former military and he was stationed at the naval base in Busan, South Korea where he met his wife. They have one son named Gage and who works part time at the AT&T store where I bought the phones. Gage is a third Degree Black Belt in Taekwondo and helps his dad teach the classes at night.”
“WHOA, he’s a Black Belt? I know I want to take lessons now,” Bonnie said and sat up in the floor.
“Yes and he’s sixteen too and he knows you when he sees you.”
“He’s my age, a Black Belt and he already knows me?”
“Yes, that’s exactly what I said. His mother is Korean and he’s tall and lean, but he’s a hard body I can tell. His hair is not quite as long as mine and it’s black. He’s really a nice, clean cut looking guy.”
“I think I know who you’re talking about. He’s shy as hell, isn’t he?”
“I think he may be. They just moved here right before school started. He went to an American school over there all his life though.”
“I know that’s him. He stays by himself all the time and never talks to the other students.”
“Go talk to him tomorrow.”
“You’re trying to tell me something, aren’t you?” Bonnie asked and she was smiling.
“Yes.”
“He is sort of cute. I’ll talk to him tomorrow and tell him that I’ll be taking classes with him and his dad.”
“Good.”
“Molly?”
“Yes? I suppose you’re going to tell me you have me set up too?” she said and laughed when Bonnie did.
“Yes. Do you know Marc Crosby? His grandfather lives about three houses down from you - Mr. Mason Crosby.”
“I know Mr. Crosby and I know Marc when I see him. He’s sort of geeky isn’t he?”
“He is a computer geek whiz, just as Gage is. Gage works with Marc. Marc’s dad is the manager of the store and Marc takes Taekwondo lessons too.”
“OH REALLY NOW?”
“Yes, really now. So, you see, looking geeky isn’t all that bad is it?”
“Shit no. Not when you know Taekwondo it isn’t?
“You did say that I’m signed up too, didn’t you?” she asked seriously and Bonnie laughed at her this time.
“Yes, both my sexy sisters are signed up for classes and so is Brandy. We can take just one class a week on Tuesdays or we can go again on Saturday mornings too. I’m going to try and work it so I can do both. I want to do this all winter since football will be over next month.”
“I think I’d like to go twice a week too, Molly.”
“I would too.
“First, we need to fuck our brother with your pussy one more time.”
“Yes we do.
“Rick, if we happen to like those geeky, Bruce Lee wannabe types, will we still get to fuck you and suck you like this now and then?” Bonnie asked and they laughed as they rolled me over on my back and started kissing and licking my body to start the second round.
I love this part and I love my sisters.
I won this round and when I ran up to take a quick shower, they were still laid out on the kitchen floor with their lights fucked out. I came down dressed in another pair of my new gym shorts and a Dalton Gang tee shirt. After shaking them awake and making them get up off the floor, I left to take Brandy her phone. I had planned to give it to her in the morning, but I couldn’t wait.
When I knocked on their kitchen door, I was hoping Ms. Crenshaw would come to the door and she did. She looked out the door glass first, then pulled the door open and held out her arms for a hug.
Our hug led to a grope on her part and a grope on my part, of her best parts.
“We need another threesome soon, Rick. My pussy was sore for a week but I still wanted you the whole time.”
“Tell Brandy to set it up and we’ll try to do it when we’ll have a day and night like the last time. That was some of the best ever, with you and Brandy together. I think we need to explore a little more too, don’t you?”
“I’d love to explore all of you and have Brandy tell me the special places to explore.”
“I’d love to explore you the same way with Brandy helping me.”
“She’s in her room trying to get her phone to work. Something’s wrong with it.”
“I had it turned off so I could have her new one programmed with her number in it,” I told her and pulled the new iPhone out to show her.
“Rick, did you spend your money on her a new iPhone? Those things cost a fortune!”
“I got a deal on this one.”
“You’ll get more than a deal for it, when you give it to her. I’ll close the hall door and you close her bedroom door. Have fun back there.”
“Are you sure you don’t want to join us?”
“Not this time. This is for her and she’ll tell me each and every time she kissed you or touched you anyway.”
“Thanks, Ms. Crenshaw. You are very special.”
“You are too, Hon. Now go collect your reward from my daughter so she can tell me all the things you did to her when you leave.”
“This phone makes videos.”
“You wouldn’t dare.”
“No, but I’ll dare her.”
I tapped on her open door and walked in as she looked up. She was wearing one of my Dalton gang tee shirts and that was all, as she sat on her bed tapping on her phone to get it to work.
“RICK! I was just thinking of you. My damn piece of shit phone has gone out and I can’t make it work.”
She was already in my arms by then and I picked her up and carried her back to the bed.
“Let me see it. I’ve never worked on one before but I think I see what’s wrong with it,” I said as I sat beside her and she looked over my arm to see.
“I think it’s about to have a baby...
“DO WHAT?”
“See, here it is,” I said as I pulled the new phone from under my shirt and handed it to her.
“OH MY GOD! You bought a new iPhone6-Plus!”
“No, I bought my girl one,” I told her and she looked up at me.
“Rick? Did you really buy this for me?” she started crying and threw herself at me.
She turned to face me then threw her leg across mine to sit on my legs and hug me. Her tee shirt was up in back and I cupped her naked butt and she scooted closer.
“Pull your shorts down and let me fuck you like this Rick.”
“Your mom’s right in there.”
“She knows we fuck, remember. She wants another threesome already.”
“If we knew how to operate these new phones, we could make her a video.”
“Take your clothes off and lie back on the bed,” she said and stripped her shirt over her head. She was already punching buttons and tapping the screen.
“Here, you hold it so it will show your cock going in my pussy, then lean back and video me as I fuck you. I’ll show this to Mom after you leave and she’ll want me to sleep with her again.”
“Here goes, Baby. Lights, camera, action,” I told her as she slid up to let my cockhead get wet in her pussy before she tried to fuck it.
“Tell me what you want, Rick. The audio is on too.”
“Lean back so I can see your pussy as it takes my cock, Brandy.”
“Like this?”
“Yes, Baby. Now slide forward and let my cock go deep in your pussy so your mom can see us fucking.”
“Mom loves to see us fuck, Rick. I love to fuck you in front of her too.”
“Will she let us video her riding my cock the next time?”
“She will if you ask her to, she loves your cock as much as I do.”
“Fuck me, Brandy. Damn you’re making me want to cum already.”
“Fuck your cock in my pussy deep, Rick. I want to feel you cum when I do. I love that feeling and mom does too when you fuck her.”
“Here goes.”
“OH FUCK YES.”
“That was one of our best, Brandy. I hope the video selfie turns out good.”
“Let me see it, we’ll play it back and watch us fucking.”
“Damn, that looks real.”
“Shit, this turns me on again, Rick. Look at your cock stretch my pussy and push it’s way inside me.”
“God, you are so fucking sexy, Brandy. I hope you never get tired of loving me.”
“Never on this earth. You make me so happy and give me so many things — I’ll never be able to give you all the things you give me.”
“You gave me you and that’s enough for me. Besides, one day we’ll be married and I’ll be playing in the NFL and we’ll be able to afford anything we want then.”
“Rick, I love you so much for including me in your dreams. I hope you do make it to the NFL and I hope I’m still with you when you do.”
“You’re my girl, Brandy. We’ll be there together, you’ll see.”
“You just lie there naked while I take this new toy to Mom and show her how to watch this video we made for her. Don’t blame me if she wants to give you some pussy after she sees this.”
“If she does, tell her that we’re going to video it from two angles,” I told her and pulled my phone from my shorts pocket.
“OH MY GOD, you did buy you one too!”
“Yes and hurry back, I have some more news for you.”
“Keep the motor running on that hotrod, Baby. I’ll be back shortly for another ride.”
I lay across the bed with my feet off one side and my arms thrown back over my head and relaxed. I was proud of my first ever cellphone and I was proud that I was able to buy my sisters and my girl a new phone too. I had just been fucked by my girl, I had been fucked by Bonnie and Molly before coming over here and now Brandy wants to fuck me again. My cock stirred and stiffened at my thoughts.
I felt her when she put her feet beside mine, then the bed moved slightly and I felt the warmth of her sexy ass as she sat on my belly and took my cock. I felt Brandy touch her lips to mine and opened my eyes. I knew there was no way she could do this.
Brandy was hovered me, smiling down at me when I looked past her to see Ms. Crenshaw with her ass slowly rocking in an effort to get all of my cock inside her.
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I have a cool job that allows me to travel, see new places and meet people from all over the world. Each year in April, I get a visit from two Japanese businessmen, Raizo Kinjo and his younger b*****r, Hayato . They leave Japan and travel the world in search of merchandise to purchase for their f****y business. They are very small men and I tower over them like a giant. I am their protector when they are with me. The Kinjo b*****rs love American women. When they visit they expect me to provide...
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The American Bride In the early days of Michaelmas Term, when the showers of summer have given way to the glorious, cool, sunny days of October, the Thames Valley takes on a mellow autumnal atmosphere. The grass is still green, the trees still in leaf. Roses still bloom before the cottages and families still walk along the towpaths, enjoying the fine weather. The days grow shorter. The farmers attend to the haying and harvests, and on especially clear days one can see for miles,...
It was a terrible situation, but Allyson decided to make the best of it. She lost her room, her clothes, and all her status, such as it was, but she still believed in John, and if nothing else, she still believed in herself. She’d work harder than ever. She’d prove to John that she was worthy of his love. The next couple weeks were a continuous routine of cleaning, scrubbing, washing, ironing, serving, cooking, and her weekly humiliation at the hands of an old pervert. At first she was asked...
The two women helped each other down the stairs. Both had a lot on their minds. The younger woman, Allyson, was recovering from a vicious beating. She didn’t actually need help, not in a physical sense, but her emotional situation was far different. At the moment she felt about as needy as she’d ever been in her entire life, and from the standpoint of a former foster child who’d spent her whole childhood shuttled from facility to facility much like a water bucket passed from hand to hand...
Disclaimer Copyright, 2012, Patricia Steel ([email protected]) Do whatever you want with this story, only keep my name attached, please. Please report any and all orgasms arrived at through reading and masturbating to these words. I love knowing that I am deliberately manipulating your mind into an erotic state. Thanks, and Enjoy. Chapter 1 I don’t know what his business is. The only time I asked him, we were riding in his limo, on the way to a Japanese opera, and he...
Having gotten word from Hannah that Paul had been to see Allyson John left work early. He had his suspicions. He thought somebody had been seeing her, and somebody had tipped over the apple cart regarding the judge. Who else but Paul? Yes Paul was a problem. He had to be dealt with. Meanwhile back at the house, after Paul left Allyson continued with her usual routines, cleaning, scrubbing, and just generally trying to keep busy. If what Paul had intimated was at all true then just maybe John...
Callum hurried down the vacant school corridor on his way to the lesson. He was already ten minutes late. He turned a sharp corner and all of a sudden collided with someone coming in the other direction. His bag went flying, spilling out the entirety of its contents on to the floor.The embarrassment of that alone would have been bad enough but at the bottom of his bag were a pair of leather handcuffs which, along with the rest of the bahs contents, were now scattered across the floor....
I was working in the tourist trade on the Island that I live on just off the south coast of the UK mainland and I was working hard this day in the Hotel Bar when I met these two American Ladies and the husband of one of them, well these where the first Americans I had met and they where so nice and easy to get on with, they where so friendly and I got to know them very well over the next week. Bill the man wanted to buy my tartan hat from me one night when he saw me getting ready to go home,...
An America Girl in Aden by Aurelius(The story takes place in Aden, a small British trading port in South Yemen, Arabia. The year is 1880.)As-salaam 'aleikum.wa 'aleiku-salaam. The visitors responded.Welcome, welcome. Please seat yourselves. Be at ease. You are honoured guests in my humble home.Mr. and Mrs. Walter Carrstairs sat down nervously on a plush upholstered chaise, anxious not to cause offence to their host. This rich Yemenis home was the...
Allyson involuntarily leaned back on the steps, her naked rear end on the edge of the third step from the bottom brushing up against the rough pile of the carpeted stairs. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor around her socked feet, her hands were tied behind her back with the shoes strings from the saddle shoes Hannah had bought her. Her hair was mussed, and had she been able to see, her lipstick was smudged. Standing in front of her were two young men, a third, the one who’d knotted her...
At first the call from Audra caught the boys off guard, but they quickly recovered. While Wayne pulled the sleeping bags out of the tent and rolled to them up, Paul loaded the fishing gear and coolers. Aubrey soon had the tent down, and after a walk over to clean up any litter they were on their way. All three were tired so to keep awake they started to chatter. A number of things came up, but in the back of everyone’s mind there was only one topic that anyone cared about. ‘So she wants to...
Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...
Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...
By mid-morning the Hanson’s had managed to get Allyson back to their house. Mrs. Hanson, Audra, helped her upstairs and back into Paul’s bedroom. Allyson had been given a heavy dose of antibiotics, a mild pain killer, and a sedative to calm her down. Audra was thankful the doctors had medicated her so heavily since it had made it easier to get her settled. All the way back Allyson tried valiantly to assert herself, she insisted she’d soon be OK and able to start back out on her own. Audra knew...
“Really?” she asks me with a curious smile. “That’s what some psychological studies have suggested”, I reply. A psychoanalytical suggestion that men are attracted to the female’s butt because it stands for the breasts seems to intrigue Allyson, my 19 years old Australian student. She is one of the most lively and vivacious girls amongst the 31 odds students from Italy, France, Chile, Argentina, US, India, Iran, Japan, Korea and Australia who are in the international graduate exchange programme...
TabooI don't normally write from a male perspective... so, go easy on me :)--I was, by any measure, a successful man. Finance director at a Fortune 500 company, fast car, beautiful wife, gorgeous home in an affluent part of town. I had it all, yet I threw it all away and became a sissy bitch with barely a second thought. And it all started with Cally.Cally owned my world and she didn't even know it. She was one of the P.A.s from across the hall. She worked for Hunter Chesterton, if I remember...
Caleb Douglas is the name and I’m a young African-American stud who’s having the time of his life. Seriously. Why is that? Well, let’ s see. I’m a full-scholarship student at Ripley College in Boston, Massachusetts. Ripley College was founded in the year 1950 by philanthropist and popular author Patricia Ripley and her husband, billionaire Thomas Highland Smith. They passed away ten years later but the Ripley & Smith Foundation has continued to look after the fledging college, providing...
There was a small family resturant down the street from the hotel we were staying at. A nice place, the main thing that stuck in my mind was all the blue tile on the walls and floor. A little while after we began our meal, I decided to go grab a smoke and draw, maybe wander around a little. I am what you would call a considerate smoker and chose to light up outside, being it was daylight my mother figured I couldn't get into too much trouble by wandering. I walked out to the...
September 1, 2007, I remember that day well. Michigan Wolverines fans wish they could forget that day. That was the day their football program took a huge hit. Since that day they haven't fully recovered. That was the day I hooked up with my first American. I was still reeling from Kira, and I was glad to get away for a couple days. I went with a few buddies down to Ann Arbor to watch that game. For me, I wanted to hit a game when the weather was still warm. We fully expected a blowout, and...
College SexMilena Dorin awakened from her slumber. She grabbed her iPhone and pressed the button to see the time. It was 6:14 a.m. She decided to get up and bathe. She walked into the master bathroom of her palatial two-bedroom, two-bath downtown condo. She pulled her douching apparatus from beneath the sink. She cleaned out her 40-inch ass. After completing that task, she hopped in the shower. The steamy, hot water felt good against her milky-white skin. She scrubbed her curvaceous figure with a purple...
Sold as an American Bride By Jena Corso Michael and James were having a great time at their business conference in Moscow. After three days they had begun to make the business contacts they felt they needed if they were going to succeed in opening the Russian branch for the firm. On our fourth night they were beginning to adjust to the time difference and enjoying dinner and a few cocktails when Michael received an unexpected phone call. As Michael hung up the phone he stared at...
Xavier watched Ameena flee when she saw him. Hecursed under his breath. He was never going to fuck her if shekept avoiding him. She'd been wearing a small bikini giving him aquick glance at an incredible body. When his prey was out ofsight, Xavier finally noticed her husband had been standingnearby. "Your wife have a problem with black men?"Norman Howard was leaning over an expensive looking digitalcamera on a tripod. He'd been trying to photograph his wife andlooked upset that he'd been...
Bye Bye Miss American Pie. Codes: M/F, Spanking, Romance.It was Friday night and the big city blues were in full swing. Amidst the swirl of alcohol and misty tobacco I was with a few of the (motley) crew from lower south side getting totally blitzed on cheap vodka and snakebites as we sat listening to the sound of rebellion coming from the Fat Larry jukebox.Call me Joe by the way. At last count I'm 25 going on 40. Looks wise I'm tall, dark but nothing special at all. Anyway, I looked better in...
Last winter, during a January marked by both voluntary and involuntary shutdowns of Washington, DC, I went to a large room at 26 Federal Plaza in lower Manhattan to swear allegiance to a government that at the time was having trouble staying open for business. With about fifty other people from a broad swath around the globe, I walked in a citizen of another place and walked out an American. There were several Chinese people like myself in the group, but I was the only Canadian. We all came...
Disaster Averted The change to the new order of things had begun with Monica Bushnell. With the support of the ACLU and NOW, she sued, citing the double standard of men being able to be bare chested in public and women not having that right. The case, Bushnell vs Cuomo, had gone to the Supreme Court after reversals and appeals at lower court levels. In a seven to two decision, for which the Chief Justice wrote the majority opinion, the law of the land was interpreted to mean that women had the...
The old man's hand was trembling, as he shook another hand. It seemed that everyone wanted to thank him for his service, before they meandered away and ignored the shape his country was in. It was another Fourth of July, and the old man was grieving over what he saw in the news, and on the streets of his country. "Thank you for your service," another young man said, "and Happy Fourth of July," he continued as he reached for the old man's hand. "Celebrate it while you can," the old man...
I knew now, knew without the slightest doubt, what my subconscious had been trying to tell me. The Oasis aftermath. The Gunthers. Or the Meriwethers. Or maybe both. Almost certainly Gunner. I had been the instigator of the Gunthers’ downfall. Was probably the symbol. Hated symbol. And the Gunther collapse was tied directly to the arrests of David and Charles Meriwether. The Buckshot Video was similar to the FaceTime video I’d saved on my laptop. When Greta Gunther blew the head off one of...
Fourteen year old Adam writhed in pain. He was lying on his bed with nipple clamps attached firmly to his chest and handcuffs securing him to the bed frame. Intermittently his 17 year old step brother Callum whipped him across his bare chest with a flogger further increasing his discomfort. I should say at this point the story isn’t going to be about the bondage games Adam and Callum played together. You see, when Callum and his mother had first moved in with Adam the two boys discovered they...
It was a sunny Friday afternoon. Adam was relaxing in his room when he heard a sudden shattering of glass downstairs. He ran down the stairs to find one of the front windows was now in pieces all over the floor, a frisbee laid on the carpet in amongst the glass. Just as moved to the door to look for the culprits the door bell sounded. Two girls from his school, Tilly and Summer, stood at the doorstep with guilty expressions on their faces.?Hi.? Said Tilly. ?We’re really sorry but it was us...
Leo's entire life has been devoted to sexual exploration and so it was with his ambition as Sasha. I was driving a taxi part-time, a job recommended by my football coach when I met Matisha. I didn't recognize her as a man, she was that good. She was coming out of a motel with a truck driver and wearing a large cowboy belt buckle and shiny black boots. Matisha's legs were bronzed brown in a wrap around red dress that hugged her sexy hips. I considered fucking her myself, so after dropping off...
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