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Note to readers: This story starts out in a similar way to one written by Kezza67 a few years ago. I’ve already received his okay for my version, though he hasn’t read it. There’s not any sex in this story, so if you want wham, bam, thank you ma’am you might as well move on. This could have been categorized in several different categories. I chose non-erotic.

As always, constructive criticism is welcomed. Please keep in mind that it’s FICTION!! Thank you for reading.

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Chapter 1

I was sitting at the bar of my favourite watering hole one Friday after a long, long work week. It had become my habit to stop in here after work on Friday before heading home since the beer was cold and the food always excellent. And, it wasn’t that there was anything pressing awaiting me at home, by the way, that’s by my choice.

My favourite server in the whole world, Gail, was standing at the bar chatting with me about nothing in particular when she mentioned that a young couple had come in that she hadn’t seen before. Since the other server was occupied with another table Gail walked over to where the young couple stood, appearing unsure of where to sit. She greeted them and a brief discussion ensued that ended with Gail pointing directly at me.

The young couple came over. As they walked toward me I could see that they must be brother and sister, and maybe even twins. They looked vaguely familiar for some reason, but I knew I’d never seen them before. ‘We’re sorry to intrude, sir, but is your name Ames?’ the young woman asked.

‘Yes, it is. Why?’ I replied. I had no clue who these people were or what they could possibly want with me. I wasn’t being unfriendly, but not totally welcoming either.

‘Mr. John Charles Ames, you go by Jack or sometimes JC?’ she continued her questioning.

‘Yes. Now, since you seem to know who I am, would you tell me who I’m talking with?’ I hadn’t been called JC for ages.

‘I, we, think you’re our father. We’re Jessica and James,’ she said, hesitantly and somewhat hopefully, as if their names explained everything. They didn’t.

‘I’m sorry. I don’t know who you think I am, but I’ve never had any kids in my life. You must be mistaken,’ I answered her.

This was a fact. I’d been divorced for over 20 years, and I knew that my ex and I didn’t have children. If she had kids, it wasn’t by me, and I hadn’t been in any relationships since that would have resulted in 2 kids the age of this couple.

‘Please excuse me. I have to go,’ I said to the young couple, then to the server,’Gail, can you put this on my tab, please? I’ll see you next Friday as usual.’ I got up and left the pub. The young couple didn’t say anything, just watched me walk out.

I drove home to my cabin attached to a campground I owned part of. The cabin could be accessed, with permission, via the campground or by knowing where to turn off the access road. Well, it wasn’t really a cabin, I just called it that. It was a 2 story log house with 3 bedrooms, 2 baths, living room, den and kitchen/dining room. It was far more room than I needed, it came with the campground and my partners didn’t want to live in it. They owned a large, spacious house about a kilometer away. They needed the room because of their 5 kids.

The visit of the 2 young people stirred up long-buried memories, memories I had hoped were buried forever.

I am a computer security consultant, and also an instructor at a small community college near Halifax, Nova Scotia. I’ve been with the college about 15 years now, and also consult with small and medium sized businesses as a sideline. Though my partner and his wife and I are equal owners of the campground we have little to do with the day-to-day operation of it. We have a very capable manager who runs it for us. We might help out when it’s really busy, but usually we just stay out of the way.

23 years ago, I was just a young guy out of university with a brand new degree in computer science. My ex-wife, Bev, had graduated with a nursing degree and we were married shortly after graduating. Our life was great. We were young and in love and had the world by the ass. A couple of years after getting married we bit the bullet and purchased a small house in the West End of Vancouver, British Columbia. It wasn’t too far from St. Paul’s Hospital where Bev was an OR nurse. The commute to my job took all of 10 minutes by bus in inclement weather, or about 30 minute walk.

My work was new and interesting since it was the early days of the internet. In depth and complicated security needs had yet to rear their ugly head at the time, and we were all busy developing new programs and services. It was an exciting time to work in the industry. Our company was expanding almost daily and I was quickly rising through the ranks by virtue of seniority if nothing else. However, I did know my job and found myself being asked more and more often to train new-hires on our programs and systems. Though I’d never had any formal training as a teacher or instructor, I found I enjoyed that part of it.

The only blot on our total happiness was the passing of our parents within months of each other. Mine were killed in a multi-car accident on an interior highway. I was devastated, naturally, since I had no other immediate family. Bev’s mother had come down with an aggressive form of breast cancer, and mercifully died quite quickly without too much suffering. We always thought that her father died from a broken heart. He was devastated by the loss of his wife of 30 plus years, and was never the same after she passed. He left us about 6 months after she did. As I was, Bev was an only child. The only benefit out of the whole mess was we were able to be debt free except for a small mortgage remaining on the house. Truth be told, we’d rather have had the debt than lose our parents.

I had a bear of a week. My team called me in Sunday to troubleshoot a problem, and then all week I was working from early morning until around 10:00 at night. I hardly saw Bev during that time, at least awake, I was just too tired and she was usually in bed by the time I got home. In the morning I was gone before she was awake. I’d get home, eat something or other and go to bed, get up early and the whole thing would start again. So it was on that fateful Friday.

We’d been married about 3 years when that world and everything I valued came to an end. I came home from work late Friday evening, as I had all week, to find that Bev had moved out. Everything, and I mean everything, that could have been considered hers was gone, including our car. Well, actually it was hers, I was never on title and she owned it before we were married. To say I was frantic would be like saying the Sun is hot. It was obvious that she’d been planning this, I never saw any hint of it coming. The hospital would only tell me she had taken a leave of absence and they didn’t know where she was. They wouldn’t say when she’d be back. I searched all our favourite dining and watering holes, and called everyone we ever had any kind of relationship with. I waited the requisite 48 hours before filing a missing person report with the police. They didn’t sound hopeful.

I reluctantly went back to work the following Monday. Even my PA, Patricia, or Pat, could see that I was just going through the motions. It was hell, not knowing where the love of my life was or why she had left. We had hardly ever had an argument in all the years we had known each other, and never a fight. It was a mystery that I wouldn’t solve for many years. I determined, in my own mind, over the ensuing weeks that she had found someone else. I was heartbroken, but if it made Bev happy, then I’d try to forget her and move on.

My lawyer called me about 2 weeks later and told me he had some documents I had to sign. I had no idea what was coming when I walked into his office and was presented with divorce papers citing irreconcilable differences. On her lawyer’s instructi
ons, Bev’s location could and would not be revealed. Defeated, I signed before leaving my lawyer’s office. He’d explained the various options open to me, I didn’t like any of them. I did, however, get him to include a note asking her lawyer to pass on asking why she had left me. I never heard back and a few months later I was single again.

After a couple of months living in a fog, I sold the house. After paying off the mortgage there was a good amount of money left. I put half of the proceeds in an account in Bev’s name and informed my lawyer, who of course knew who Bev’s lawyer was, that I had done so. She could access the money anytime she wanted. I still loved her though I was devastated by what she had done. I didn’t know for certain that she had someone new in her life, but if she did, it was better that I was out of it.

After selling the house, I resigned from my job, with a vague plan of travelling for awhile before settling down. Was I running away? You’re damned right I was, hopefully into a new life without memories. It was a tearful goodbye with my loyal PA, Pat. She and her husband were the only islands of sanity in my world. I told her, truthfully, that I didn’t know where I was going. I made vague promises to let her know if I ever settled down. I piled everything I owned into my Ford F250, purchased with part of the proceeds from the sale of the house, and departed Vancouver forever. I haven’t been back since.

Chapter 2

I virtually worked my way across Canada over the next 2 years. If I found a place I liked, I’d find some inexpensive accommodation and then find some work in the computer industry. Usually it was retail sales and repairs. My credentials were never questioned, I had my certificates with me, probably the most valuable items I owned. I’d work for a few weeks or months then move on.

Eventually I ended up in Nova Scotia. After exploring the province, which is actually not all that large when you get down to it, I ended up in a small town that is virtually a suburb of Halifax. It was there I met my future partner and his wife. I had found work in a large computer store and he had come in asking about setting up internet access for a campground. Since I was the most qualified of anyone on staff to discuss it, we ended up talking about it over a coffee. He came in quite a few more times to pick my brain. I finally told him that to save driving into Halifax every time he had a question, why not just call me at home since I lived out that way, or I could meet with him on weekends at the campground that was giving him so many problems.

I made several visits to the campground over the following weeks. They were spending quite a bit of money on it to upgrade so it could be open all year round. Apparently there was a good market for winter camping, and not many places to accommodate the demand. Since I had helped so much with the campground, Gordon and Heather offered me a partnership. They were trying to raise enough money to finish their modernization project. I had the funds to invest and did so. In return, I received my partnership and use of the ‘cabin’ attached to the grounds. Of course, I paid for all the utilities and improvements, but it was still pretty cheap living.

Once I got established I found I could make a better living as a consultant than just selling for a large store. About this time, computer viruses and their assorted cousins were becoming too common. I decided to learn everything I could about the security aspect of computing by taking online courses and night courses at a local college. Within a couple of years I was a leading authority on internet security, at least in my small part of the planet. I kept my consulting business small enough that I could handle everything myself. I had a small, but dedicated, client base that I looked after very well.

About this time, I was approached by the college about maybe running night classes for adults who wanted to learn about computers, just the basics for email, internet surfing and the like. The pay wouldn’t be much, classes would only by about 3 hours a week anyway, and I could teach most of the stuff off the cuff. I took the gig, and found that I was again enjoying the teaching aspects of the computer industry. I talked to the Dean over coffee one day and suggested a formal curriculum with qualified teachers or instructors. If the program got started, he promised that I’d be ‘grandfathered’ so that I wouldn’t need a teaching certificate or Master’s degree.

Eventually they did start a program, based on Microsoft Windows products. There were several different programs and certifications, I taught computer networking and security. I had found my niche.

Over the years since I arrived in Halifax I never had a serious relationship, nor did I want one. After what had happened with my marriage and Bev just walking out, to say I was gun shy would be a drastic understatement. I did have several short term relationships, of course, but I think my partners could sense that these were going nowhere and most left after a short time. I couldn’t and wouldn’t blame them.

* * * *

Unknown to me while I was travelling and before getting settled in Nova Scotia, things were developing at a rapid pace back in Vancouver. Pat, my ex-PA, happened to come across a very pregnant Bev in a department store not long after the divorce was final and a couple of months after I’d left Vancouver. She confronted her about leaving and virtually destroying me. Bev had been pregnant with twins when she left me. I never knew. What transpired next I learned many years later.

It seemed that someone had seen me having lunch with a beautiful woman one day, and thought we were just too friendly. Whoever it was reported this to Bev, who, instead of asking or talking to me about it, jumped to a natural, and incorrect, conclusion. My long days at work and short nights at home over that week had me, in her mind, having an affair. My ex-PA convinced Bev to return with her to the office and she could check dates and luncheon engagements I’d had. Pat kept records of everything from the day she had been hired. They were able to pinpoint the lunch ‘date’ in question. It turned out that the beautiful woman was the head of the marketing department. Yes, she was very beautiful, and very married. We had a good working relationship and that’s all it ever was. What had been reported to Bev was a misunderstanding, and a mistake. If Bev wanted, a meeting could be arranged since the woman still was head of marketing, and would verify what Bev was being told.

Bev became unglued, apparently, when she realized what had happened and they almost called for an ambulance to have her admitted to hospital. Before they did, she got composed enough to thank my ex-PA and provide contact details in the event that I ever did get in touch with her or anyone in the company. Of course, I never did. She then contacted my lawyer who couldn’t give her much more information, other than the large sum of money on deposit with a local bank in her name. He had also provided the information to her lawyer. I guess he hadn’t got in touch with her. Unfortunately for everyone, the address provided on the account turned out to be the law office. I had virtually disappeared.

In the months that followed, Jessica and James were born. Bev continued to try to find me, to no avail since the internet was fairly new and she didn’t have the knowledge or resources to use it, and she didn’t have any idea where to start looking. Now she was a single mother with twins, and a missing father that knew nothing of them. With the help of the money I’d left for her, and her job in nursing, she was able to provide a good home and education for the kids. Eventually she stopped trying to find me, accepting the fact that I had disappeared from her life.

Jessica, as she grew older, wasn’t all that convinced that I couldn’t be found once she and her brother were told about their father. She and James had grown up with the in
ternet and were well aware of what could be done. She initiated a wide sweeping web search over a period of weeks that eventually found my square peg in the round hole. How she narrowed it down to me, I don’t know, and never did discover, but knowing how the internet works and the resources available, I could hazard a pretty good guess how she managed.

Of course, they didn’t know for sure that their search was correct, and it would be some time before they would have a chance to check it out. They never did tell their Mom that their search had probably been successful since they didn’t want to get her hopes up yet again. She had accepted that I had disappeared and hadn’t discussed the situation with her children in years.

As it turned out, finding me became quite urgent. James had developed a medical condition that could only be cured, if that’s the word, by an organ transplant from, preferably, a male relative, in short, me. Jessica was certain that she had found me living and working just outside Halifax. She was disappointed to find that there were absolutely no photos of me on the ‘net which may or may not have clinched it for her. She and James made arrangements to fly to Halifax and track me down. Their excuse to Bev was that they wanted to visit the East Coast since they’d never been there.

That fateful Friday, they had missed me at the college by about an hour, but a helpful clerk told them about my stopping at the pub for supper on Fridays, and had given them directions on how to get there. I still wasn’t aware that I was a father, and was blissfully unaware that the two had only begun to confirm that I was their father. The next morning, I received a phone call from Jessica.

‘Mr. Ames. I’m really sorry to disturb you. My name, as I said yesterday, is Jessica, Jessica Ames. I’m almost positive you’re my father.’

‘Look, Miss Ames, I’ve been divorced for over 20 years. I don’t know where my ex-wife is, and I know for a fact that while we were married that we didn’t have any kids. I’m sorry, but I don’t think I’m the Ames you’re looking for.’

‘Look, Mr. Ames. I hate to be a pest, but I think I can prove you’re our father. Is there somewhere we can meet? I have some documents and photos I’d like to show you. If, after that, you still feel that we’re not related, we’ll walk away.’

I thought about it for a few seconds, ‘Okay, I guess I can listen to what you have to say. Where are you right now?’

‘We’re at the Bayview in Halifax,’ she gave the name of a mid-scale hotel near downtown Halifax.

‘Okay, do you have my address?’

‘Uh, no, not really. All that shows up on the GPS is a campground.’

‘That’s right. I live in a home attached to that campground. Just drive in and go to the main office. I’ll call and tell them you’re coming. They’ll give you directions to the house, and the code for the gate.’

‘Mr. Ames, I promise. I think this will be worth your while. Thank you for agreeing to see us. I think it might take us some time, we don’t know the area.’

‘I’ll be here waiting. It’s not that far.’

‘Thank you so much. You don’t know what this means. We’ll see you in awhile.’ She ended the call and I called the office at the campground to advise them I was expecting visitors, probably in half an hour or so, and to give them the access code to the gate for the house.

I decided to use the time I had to shower and clean up. Since it was Saturday, unless I had some kind of engagement it was my habit to just hang out in my sweats, reading or watching TV.

Chapter 3

I was sitting on the deck sipping a coffee when the rental car pulled up in front of the house. I waved to the young couple and indicated that they could come up the outside stairs to join me, which they quickly did. Jessica was dressed in shirt and jeans with comfortable looking clogs. James followed slowly behind as she came up the stairs, dressed in t-shirt and jeans. I mistook the slowness for lack of interest, actually it was because he was quite ill.

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Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Motherless Facials

Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Motherless Fetish

Motherless is the mother of all porn sites. Motherless has no conscience or moral guide. Motherless will show you the stuff that all other porn sites are afraid to put up. Motherless will do this for free. This is seriously one of the nastiest and raunchiest sites out there and Motherless/Fetish is perhaps one of the dirtiest places on the web that are well within reach. Sure you can scan the dark web and find something even more naughty or puzzlingly gross, but why do that when you’ve got...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

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Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

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ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

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Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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Thelma and me Summer of 65 part 1

Thelma was 22 and like all of the young women at that time was still living at home with me and our parents in rural Kent; even though she had a good job in local Department Store. I was 15 and had just left school. The summer of 1965 was particularly fine so it wasn’t uncommon for me to sit around our secluded garden reading a Detective novel when my parents were at work. The difference today was that Thelma was on the first day of her annual holidays and had joined me wearing a very...

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Ethel hung by her wrists while Harry and Rob left to get some rest. She nodded off from time to time but the fog of her mind cleared she realized that other than when they punched her she actually enjoyed the way they that fucked her so hard and so brutally. She enjoyed the helpless feeling as they ravaged her body. She believed that she could talk to the two men and they would release her without too much more abuse. She was wrong.As Harry and Rob drove back out to the warehouse they talked...

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Ethel

Ethel hated her name. She was born during the tenure of I Love Lucy. The beloved Ethel Mertz from the television show was the bane of the real life Ethel's existence. There were the jokes about her having to marry Fred. There was only one Fred in her high school class. He wasn't her type; not even if he was the last man on earth. Ethel was every bit the epitome of her name. At five feet even her looks, dress and vocabulary mimicked the character she despised. Although she fought to break the...

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Ethel's Pa was telling a story. "A man comes into the garage wanting a new horn for his Dodge. The old bulb was torn. Well, we have horns; but they don't fit his brackets..." "What did he want with a horn?" Ma asked. "Dodge cars don't need them. They have 'Dodge, Brothers' written clearly on the front." "Oh, Nellie," Pa said, but -- at least -- he dropped the story. Ethel couldn't decide which was worse, Ma's jokes or Pa's stories. Pa was fascinated by anything mechanical,...

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Katherines Style

Damn Katherine and her classy fashion sense... Once again my Mother-in-law had a new skirt suit which would work for brunch, mother-of-the-bride or some other fancy occasion, it was simply lovely. Tonight was one of those other occasions. The suit was perfect for the work awards dinner that my wife Veronica has dragged me too. Katherine, on the other hand, who was looking just so, was all too happy to attend. Katherine's suit is simply irresistible to me. The color, the style,...

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Gunther The Reindeer Handler Does Candy Claus

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human male, I was able to relate easily to the female Elves because they liked...

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Absinthe Seduction

from my supernatural~romantic novel set in Regency England from the diary of Betsy Corning, Darlington, England, September 1815 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I am undone! I have given into temptation and trod the left-hand path. I did not tarry there long, I yet have a semblance of a conscience. But little good will it do me – I will be punished for it sooner or later. But oh, should any ladies read this, perhaps you, at least, will understand what provocation I had endured and grant me some...

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EstherChapter 3

When we entered the dining salon, all conversation stopped. I had changed from my travel clothes earlier, but was still in black. Esther was in a peach colored evening gown. As I said before, she was ravishing. Martha and Hatty walked behind us in their evening gowns. It was plain that everyone wondered who this girl was with the Royal Executioner and the Guild Master for companions. Certainly most of the apprentices and the other Guild members had not met, or been introduced to Esther. None...

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EstherChapter 2

“Are the statements, that the Lord Executioner made, true?” the Village Chief demanded sternly. “Yes, Un ... Uncle,” the young man finally answered very quietly. “A week in the stocks,” the Village Chief pronounced, “and the same for those two friends of yours.” The Village Chief then turned to me to apologize. “I am sorry I doubted you, Lord Executioner. It would appear that I need to pay closer attention to what is going on with the workers in the fields.” “An excellent idea,” I replied,...

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"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in...

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Esther III

Esther III ? by: TamarainRubber Even though we knew we were going to be late for Lisa's party, we couldn't keep our hands off each other. For the next hour or so we grabbed each other like wild cats in heat. Her breasts heaving and her lungs gasping for oxygen, Esther still found the energy to warn me not to cum. At some point she did pull my cock out from behind my rubber bloomers and shoved every inch into her mouth. The clothes she had dressed me in only made me harder and,...

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Katherines Style Part Two

The next day I was in full Katherine mode from the moment I unlocked her door. I greeted Sunshine just like Katherine did, using the same tone of voice and gestures. Of course Sunshine reacted just she would with her female owner. As soon as I took her for a short walk and fed her, I went straight to my bedroom, well after the prior day I felt so much more comfortable there, I wanted it to be my bedroom. I took a shower and shaved everything again. I didn't know how I was going to...

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Esther IV

Hope you like Esther's latest installment! ESTHER FOUR By TamarainRubber I obediently followed Esther down the long narrow hallway that led into an enormous room filled with the sounds of clinking glasses, soft whispers and a bevy of leather-clad women and men dolled up as maids, rubber babies, and crossdressing sluts like me. Strangely enough (and very much to my pleasure), there was little if any evidence of the S&M parties I had only read about, but never...

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Katherines Style Part 3

The front door opened and again Frank came in, a little less dramatically than the day before but no less intimidating to me as I felt timid and weak dressed in my mother-in-laws things. Frank was half expecting me to be dressed as my normal slouchy male self, ready to put a stop to all this, but he was happy when he saw I didn't have the fortitude to do that. He actually smiled at me, "There's my little wife. That dress looks nice on you." I smiled back not knowing what to do, it...

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Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder

Caroline dumped her books so loudly on the table that it caused Mike to look up momentarily from his laptop.“Hi, Caroline, I take it the tutorial didn’t go so well?”Caroline slumped onto the chair opposite him.“The pompous bitch basically told me to start again.”“Look I know nothing about art, I don’t even know what I like, but I do know that you know your stuff. Why don’t I get you a drink and we can talk about something else.”As Mike placed the two pints of beer down on the table, Caroline...

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Esther stone

Esther sat on the side of the road, freezing, she feared that if she didn't find a place to stay soon, she probably freeze to death.Lately life had been pretty fucked up for Esther, both her parents had die before she could barley talk, and this year she had run away, because her foster parents were abusive.She had no one now, and was stranded on the side of the road. Esther picked herself off of the ground and started walking again, until a huge house came in sight. "Warmth." She said, she was...

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Esther Stone part 2

When Esther had woken up the next morning laying next to Romeo, she almost freaked out, but the all of the memories from the night before flooded into her brain."Oh god." She sat up and looked at Romeo's sleeping figure next to her, his teal hair was tossed about the pillow, and he chest heaved up and down, Damn he is so hot, she thought, I acted kind of crazy last night, her face burned, ugh, what the fuck was wrong with her these days? She felt Romeo's body shift a little and her heart sped...

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Esther II

Esther II By TamarainRubber I had found the woman I had been dreaming about, hoping she would be my lover for years to come. Esther was the first real lady I had encountered who actually seemed to be honest about wanting to share my passions. I prayed that I would not be disappointed. From how she reacted, I didn't think I would be, but I was the planet's biggest skeptic. For the past four hours, Esther made me try on an incredibly sexy collection of female fetish wear that...

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Athena Goddess of Wisdom

Chapter 1 – The Birth of a Goddess Zeke cracked his knuckles and spread out his fingers. They touched the black glass in front of him and the desk lit up. A white keyboard appeared and he started to type on the touchscreen desktop. His fingers bounced around the screen, typing across the keyboard of light. You see, Zeke was a genius beyond his years. He was currently eighteen and in his second year of college. His masterful mind crossed with a youth of video games made him into one of the...

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Theresas Deportment

"Language Theresa!" "But Mrs. Bradshaw, I only said. ..." "Hush Theresa, I will not have such rude vernacular spoken in my boarding house! Also, kindly remove your elbows from the tabletop. More over, the fork was placed on the left side of your plate for a specific reason." Theresa blushed as she looked around at the other five girls, some of them putting on airs. "I never ate before with my left hand Mrs. Bradshaw." "You are a student now in the most prestigious Ladies College in this country...

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Athena Ch02

“You ready sweetie?” He blinked, as if coming out of a stupor and looked back to her, to Athena, her expression playful, but her body language pressing. It hadn’t been so much of a question as it had been an order. Meekly he looked back at the window, looking through his own reflection to the street outside. They didn’t have far to go, but the short walk from her limo to the Hotel’s lobby was lined by an eager group of camera-toting men, the dreaded paparazzi. “But… The photographers,...

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Athena

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

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Mathew and Beth part 3 Trip down southquot

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

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Athena 1

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Hypothermia can I survive 3 cold women

Hypothermiaby oggbashan © Copyright Oggbashan April 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons.****************I have a fantasy of sharing a bed with two attractive young women preferably naked. Most adult males would share that fantasy. I never expected it to happen or if it...

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Athena Ch 01

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

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Clothesline Leather in Lawnville

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