Pauls Introduction
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"Apparently you don't know the constitution either, Mr. Miles." Paul was pissed.
"Don't talk to me like that young man."
"Then don't trample my constitutional rights."
"What rights?"
"Just as I thought! Bill of Rights. Amendment IV. Illegal searches. Ring a bell?" Condescending? Dr. Paul Sheppard could teach Dillard lessons. "I haven't given you permission to look in my briefcase." Unlike today, 1950's students were not subject to searches. Their lockers were but not objects in their possession."
To his credit, Mr. Miles closed Paul's briefcase and handed it back to him.
Paul closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, Mr. Miles. I shouldn't have been rude."
"Paul. You have never been in any trouble at school. What happened?"
"I don't know sir. I am sorry." How was Paul supposed to explain that he was just an asshole.
"You can't treat teachers that way. You can't treat me that way. You know better. What is your mother going to say? You've never given me any trouble before. I don't understand why you acted like this. You're old enough to keep your temper in control. You will write a formal apology to Miss Dillard. You're suspended for 3 days. Your suspension starts right now."
His mother grounded him for two weeks.
He met Ann for lunch on Friday and walked with her to class.
"I know that you don't like her Paul. No one does. But you treat her with respect."
"I know. I just lost my temper."
"You didn't lose it. She gave you an excuse to lose it and you took that excuse. We each have control over our tempers. You've been thinking about how it would feel to say something like that to her, haven't you?"
"Yeah."
"You're not better than other people, you know."
"I don't think I am."
"Yes you do. You think because you're a genius you should be treated differently. If you keep thinking that way, you'll start treating everyone the same as you treat Miss Dillard."
"What about the way she treats me? Am I just supposed to take it?"
"Yes. She's the teacher; you're the student. Act like a student should instead of a know-it-all and maybe she'll act like a teacher should. Now what am I supposed to do for two weekends."
So much for sympathy.
On his first day of freedom he drove his bike over to her house. He "tutored" her in trigonometry and physics under the watchful eye of Mr. and Mrs. Griffin. On Friday they double dated with Rachel and Steve Johns.
Haute cuisine at the Dog and Suds and then a drive to the ocean. Ann moved over to Paul's side of the seat and they kissed. Soon there were moans from the back seat. Ann peeked over the seat and looked away. She was clearly embarrassed. Paul opened the door without looking into the back seat, took Ann's hand, and pulled her from the car. As they started to walk down to the beach Paul began to moan.
"Stop that," Ann hissed. She then laughed and ran down through the loose sand to the hard pack below the high tide line. She took off her shoes and socks and shook out the sand. Paul did the same.
"How long before it's safe to go back?"
"I'd guess thirty minutes. Please don't think badly of Rachel. They've been going steady for a year."
"I don't. You don't think badly of Steve, do you?"
"You are so odd."
"We've covered that more than once. Haven't we?" he asked.
She turned and hugged him. "Yes I guess we have."
Paul pushed her back a little, leaned forward and kissed her.
"You didn't ask that time," Ann said.
"I don't have to ask to kiss you when we're alone. You're my girl friend."
She pulled him down and kissed him. "I don't either, do I?"
Paul stroked her cheek and let his hand slide down her throat to the top of her chest. He could feel the where her chest began to swell. He kissed her lips again and then kissed down her throat to her shoulder. She took his hand and moved it to her breast.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Will you stop when I ask you to?"
"Of course."
She pulled his head down and kissed him again.
Paul undid the button of her shirt and slipped his hand in. Ann let out a small moan. Neither of them could help it. They both started laughing. Ann pulled Paul's hand out. "I'm sorry."
"It killed the moment, didn't it?" He smiled and hugged her.
"I'm sorry," Ann whispered.
"You don't have to be sorry. It's not why I took you to the movies. It was a nice bonus," he laughed, "but when you say stop, we'll stop. It doesn't upset me. Come on, let's walk down the beach, and find a Portuguese Man-of-War for you to step on."
"Paul! You're bad."
"Is that worse than odd"
"I don't know yet, but I think so."
Paul dropped off Ann last. The kiss was chaste because Mr. Griffin had a telescope set up in the front yard. Paul didn't stay long.
Ann was disappointed that Paul didn't stay and talk to her mother and father. She wanted them to get to know him. Boys could be so dense. He had been so thoughtful at the beach. Now she knew what "Made my knees weak" meant. He had stopped as soon as she had wanted to and even joked about it. Not many boys would have understood.
She took her bath and went to bed. She thought about how his hands felt on her body.
This time no one heard her.
They didn't ride horses the next day; Ann had to go to her Grandmother's house. That night at 8:00, Paul drove his bike up to the Dog and Subs. He plopped down at a table with Rachel, Steve, and Steve's sister Ellen near the jukebox. It was raining lightly and Paul's clothes were wet. Ellen seemed to be in a slightly better mood but it was small wonder that Ellen's boyfriend Dan was not around.
Paul imagined he himself had been something like Ellen the first time around. Not only was she unhappy, she dragged the people around her down with her. He stayed to learn more about Rachel. If she was Ann's best friend, he should know her. The cynical part of his brain told him to get on her good side. He hoped that wasn't all he was doing.
After a while he could stand no more, Ellen drove him away. He excused himself before joining two couples at another table. All four were juniors but he didn't remember much about them. They invited him to a party down near Ormond Beach but he passed. There was a chance Ann would get back before too late. If she did, she'd come to the Dog and Suds. He fought the urge to tell them to drive carefully. They would drive home drunk in one of the death traps that were the 1950's cars. Oh what the hell. "Drive carefully."
Rather than go back to Rachel's table, Paul sat down across from Joni Bell and a boy he didn't know. The boy was Kevin Overby. He lived in Deland. Paul and Joni had Civics together and shared their dislike of Miss Dillard. Kevin had no teachers like Miss Dillard but his Civics teacher drank all day long. She kept a bottle of booze in her desk and drank during class. Kevin spent most of his time in Civics making paper airplanes and throwing them from the second floor classroom. Paul and Kevin had a friendly argument about which teacher was the worse teacher.
Susan sat down next to Paul while he argued with Kevin. She didn't just look like Marilyn Monroe, she moved like her and like her she flirted with everyone. It didn't matter how dorky you were, when you were talking to Susan, you thought you had a chance. It was disconcerting.
"Hi Paul. Hi Joni. Who's your friend?"
"Kevin. Kevin this is Susan."
"Joni, I love your necklace." It wasn't what she said; it was how she said it. She didn't just flirt with boys, she flirted with girls too.
The conversation soon turned back to teachers. Which school has the oddest teacher; Deland or Palatka? When that subject ran dry? Which school has the oddest student? Paul maintained that he was the oddest. The others disagreed. Kevin did an imitation of a kid he swore went to Deland High School. It was so good that a crowd started to form around their table. If that was how kid talked, then he really was the oddest.
Susan began to lean against Paul when she would laugh. She was so use to flirting that she probably didn't even notice what she was doing it. That was what Paul told himself. She was leaning against Paul when Ann pulled into the parking lot. Dumb luck.
Paul pushed Susan away, stood up, and walked to Ann's car. She already had tears in her eyes.
"Ann, don't even think it. You're my girlfriend. We were just talking."
"You were doing more than talking." She drove off.
Paul was sitting at his desk, staring blankly at a piece of paper. He was trying to finish an English assignment but his mind kept coming back to Ann. Last time when he'd hear that someone was getting married he would always say that "Love doesn't just make one stupid. It appears to make two stupid." He had been right. More than half of marriages ended in divorce. So much for "until death do us part." The statistics didn't even include the murders and suicides.
"Paul," his mother called, "the phone call is for you?"
"Hello."
"Paul, its Rachel."
"Oh, hi Rachel"
"Well I can tell you're glad to hear from me."
"Sorry. I've got so things on my mind."
"Like what?"
"Oh come on Rachel, you know everything. You've probably talked to Ann for 3 or 4 times today."
"You should be glad I did."
"Why?"
"Because I was there; I could tell you didn't like Susan leaning against you. I think I've finally convinced Ann to forgive you. As long as you don't do anything else stupid, you may still stand a chance to make up with her."
"Forgive me for what? For talking to other people?"
"Paul, don't be a square. Think for a moment how she felt when she drove up there to see you and you had Susan all over you." Rachel was right, sometimes appearances are more important than the truth.
"Why would I want Susan? Sure, she's sexy, but so is Ann and Ann is smart, beautiful, cute, funny, and kind. Ann's the girl I want, not some bimbo like Susan. I could never love Susan like I love Ann.
"Did you just say that you love her?"
"I did, didn't I? Just my luck; I manage to fall in love with a girl who hates me.
"I'll call you back." Paul heard only dial tone.
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I was on my phone looking at old pictures of my family and particularly my stepson, Lucas, when he suddenly walked in the room asking for my car keys. I was all nostalgic and emotional so he turned back and asked if I was ok. We started to look at the pictures together while talking about those old times. I asked him if he remembered when he would sneak under my blanket to play with my feet. He said he clearly does, and it was those particular moments that likely triggered his foot fetish. I...
xmoviesforyouDownstairs in the kitchenette, Kelly served each of us a large glass of juice. "You all know that Barbara has hired us to do a series of paintings and sculptures with the general theme of love, yes... ?" "Did you ever wonder what she wanted them for... ? No... ?" "We did, as a matter of fact," I said. "Jill and I were talking about it when you went to Toronto..." "Barbara owns a series of ... boutiques; I guess you could call them ... They're all over the country; Miami, New...
Our evening meal was a much quieter and laid back affair than the midday meal had been, with no demands on us to impress royalty. Lord Esterhal and his family had left for the Palace, where they would be dining with the Princess. We had all enjoyed early afternoon naps, as everyone made an effort to ensure they would be able to stay awake through the midnight hour for Thistle and Starlight's performance. Thistle and Starlight ate their dinner sequestered in Thistle's room. They had very...
As we drove off sam asked me if i had any idea about what was happening ? i said i didnt, well let me explain i have now taken you and linda over, she loves my big cock and enjoys the way i treat her rough, as such i intend to keep her as my own fuck toy, you are now a plaything i know all about you going to the toilets etc and as you give a good blow job i will be useing you for that, but i will be sharing you with some of my special friends, i have shown people your photos and you are popular...
I walked in and got all kinds of attention. My heart always races and I seem to turn on the slut as I go in. So paid to go into theaters.. The booths are scary..... Unless I have a bouncer.. So I walk in I get down the steps inside and the zombies come running... I walk into the right room and do not even sit down I just turn around and have two puppies following. I walk up to the older kinda military clean guy grab his cock and grind him a bit... He is shy but way hard. So I squat to the...
Sunday night Kate met the plane when Pop and Peggy's flight returned. She had left Paul and Polly home intentionally expecting it would be hard for Peggy to contain herself after her first weekend off with Pop. And truthfully Kate was dying to hear all about their Vegas visit. In fact her excitement was obvious as she drove. When they came off the plane Kate was amazed at how her oldest daughter glowed and how mature she looked. She could easily have passed for an adult the way she was...
On the night of their wedding, Celeste was again at the controls of the powerful cruiser taking Tom and Bobbie to the island where Tom and Marie had been so happy. Kristin Bradley, who had served as her sister's maid of honor, accompanied them on the trip. Nearing the island, Celeste throttled back and the fast boat slowed and came down from its step. Cautiously she eased it ahead to where she knew the cut was in the reef that almost completely enclosed the tiny bay. Finally in position,...
We walked arm in arm back to the house after a couple hours of sexual playtime and drinking. I knew that Sasha wanted more tonight, just as I wanted to experience more of her. We stood in the moon light, naked and caressing each others face and neck as lovers for the first time. She took me into her arms in just the same manner that many a men have done before. But this was different, it was sensual and erotic as we touched each other for the first time. Our breasts touching naturally as our...
I don’t remember all of it, as my first time went fast and hard, but I do remember the thrill and the passion and the insane ecstasy. I’d known about my orientation from an early age, I knew in my heart that I was not meant to love women, but that didn’t mean I didn’t yearn for those long, drawn-out romances that one often saw on the silver screen. And it certainly never occurred to me that I would give something as significant as my virginity away on a one-night-stand, as archaic as that...
100% fiction! Her body throbbed. She stopped the car in the driveway and shut everything off. A tiny whimper popped from her smeared lips and she sank into the seat for a moment. Her 18yo pussy pulsed inside her soggy panties. She squeezed her thighs together, thinking about the hard cock that rammed into her hungry hole only a few minutes before, pumping a gusher of hot come into her cunt. Finally swinging her high heels to the concrete, she locked the car and crossed to the stoop and paused....
IncestWhen we returned from Aunt Susan’s, in late August of 1978, we arrived at a house that hadn’t been lived in for almost three months. Our neighbors checked on things for us and watered Mom’s plants, and we had a service to mow the lawn, but other than that, the house sat dormant. So Erin and I, Mom and Dad, engaged in several whirlwind days of cleaning, shopping, and dealing with mundane things. I suppose the routine was what I needed, but it wasn’t what I wanted. I missed Susan more in those...
Play with them all you want. My name was Karen Heath and this is the story of the most eventful days in my life. I don't expect you to believe me. I wouldn't believe this story either, but you can decide for yourself. It was Thursday night and Sylvia and I were ready to try the body swap spell we had been studying as part of our witch training. We both had been training for five years and were now deemed advanced enough in our powers and knowledge to learn this lesson. We were to...