Warrior of The Chevaan
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Lance and I were able to recover the bugs fairly easily. I got the one in the dinette; he got the one on the patio. I felt like a bum doing it, but I had to know. I really didn’t want to be succored any more than I already had been. It would be a day or two before we could listen to them. And yes, we, was the operative term. I wanted a witness. I needed to have a witness that I trusted absolutely. Lance was the only one at this point.
Cherry was a candidate for a “trustee” position, but I had been married twice and dumped twice. My heart and soul could not handle another dumping, no, it could not! And then it was Saturday, and I was off as was Lance. Cherry, on the other hand, had duty at the hospital. I was nervous. I think Lance was too, but not as much as I was.
“Well, this it,” I said. “Or maybe not. I mean we don’t even know if they said anything interesting about me. I mean at all.”
“Hmm, no, but now we will. If they didn’t, I would take that as a good sign,” he said.
“I guess,” I said. “But I do not for a New York minute believe that they could resist. Anyway, I guess we are about to find out.”
“Yes,” he said.
I switched on the machine. We two lawyers settled in for our listening enjoyment—hopefully.
We didn’t have to work, so we decided to have breakfast at the local IHOP first and then adjourn to my place for the entertainment.
Finally, we went home. We each had another cup of java, on top of the ones we’d consumed at the IHOP, in front of us. I sipped. He sipped.
He looked at me. I looked at him. We both turned to look and stare at the recorder’s speaker on the table between us. The “on” button was closer to him.
“It’s closer to you,” I said. He snorted.
“You sure,” he said, “because I’m not?”
“Of course, I’m not sure. But do I have a serious choice?” He snorted again and pushed the button
We’d listened to the dinette recording first and nothing untoward was on it. Then the patio recording, and it too didn’t have much but mundane stuff on it. But then, Glory and Penelope were evidently alone for the moment...
“It went well,” said Glory. “I gotta get that recipe from Cherry; her strudel was fantastic.”
“Yes, it was good.”
“But on another subject. Did Lee look okay to you?” said Penelope.
“Yes, I would say so. And I think he and Zoe are talking right now,” said Glory.
“Oh?” said Penelope.
“Yes,” said Glory.
“Oh boy, that might not be good...” said Penelope.
“Huh?” said Glory.
“I talked to Zoe at length after the last time they had it out. Zoe told me that she was not going to change anything, but that she was just going to outright lie to him, so he would feel better. I warned her to not do that. He is way to savvy. There is no chance she can fool him, none.”
“Jesus, what is wrong with that girl. Lee does good for everybody; he does not deserve to be lied to. Hurt him? Okay, you can get by that one. Both you and I have stoned him in the street, and he eventually forgave us, but lie to him! Shit!” said Glory.
“Yes, you’re right. But what can we do? I mean we can’t do anything. And I can’t be sure she is actually going to lie to him. She said she would if she had to, but...”
“There is only one thing we can do, Pen,” she said.
“Okay?” she said.
“We, you and I, have to tell him the truth if she does do it. If we do, we might actually be able to get him to lighten up. It’s not for sure, but it’s a possibility, a hope,” said Glory.
The two of them were interrupted. “Zoe,” said her mother.
It was clear that my daughter had just joined the older women.
“I just got done talking to Dad. I mean my bio-dad,” she said.
“Mom, I had to do it. I told him he was in first place. I did hold out for the truth that daddy is also my dad, he didn’t like it, but I think that he will at least tolerate it. I mean he has to Mom,” said Zoe.
“Zoe, I have to ask. Is your daddy Lee in first place? I mean in your mind?” said Glory.
“Glory, I don’t think...” said Penelope.
“Glory, my dad is my dad. Dad Lee is a good man. I know that, but I really do have only one daddy, biology notwithstanding. I will always honor the man, the other man. He deserves that much, but my daddy is my mom’s husband and no other.
“All of that said, I can pretend when the man is around. He’ll never know the difference. I promise. I don’t want to hurt him, I don’t,” said Zoe.
I could mentally envision the two women staring at my daughter.
“Daughter,” said Penelope. “You actually believe that you can fool Lee Wyatt? You have to go to him and ask forgiveness for lying to him. He may be mad for a while. But the truth is the only thing that matters to him, the only thing. Lie to him and you will never be able to approach him again!”
“Mom, you are over thinking this. It’s just words,” said Zoe. “I’m not going to hurt him? Really!”
“What did he say to you when you lied to him,” said her mother.
“Just that he would accept what I told him for now. I think he wants to think things over. I mean after the last time...” she said.
“Yes, think things over. Zoe, I assure you, he already has. You need to go to him and tell him what you really feel. If you don’t love him, say that. If you do, but no better than a second-place dad, say that. But don’t you dare lie to him,” said Penelope.
“Your mom is totally right, Zoe. He is not like other men. Not at all. You have to believe us,” said Glory.
“Really, you guys, Lee Wyatt can’t read minds,” said Zoe.
“Think not,” said Penelope.
“He absolutely can,” said Glory.
“Sheesh,” said Zoe.
We listened to the whole three hours and thirteen minutes of the recorded conversations. At the end we were back to staring at each other.
“It was mostly talking about nothing,” said Lance.
“Except for Penelope and Glory and Zoe talking about, well, me,” I said.”
“Yeah, except for that,” he said. “So?”
“I guess we have to wait and see if she has the cojones to try and snow me,” I said.
“Yeah, well, we both know that she does have the balls. Now we find out if she’s dumb enough to demonstrate how bulbous those balls are?” he said. I nodded.
“Yeah, I guess,” I said.
“She won’t be long in coming to see you,” he said. “That was clear to me from the conversation with her mom and Glory.”
“Yeah, I figure that’s about right,” I said.
It was Sunday. It was noon time. I saw her pulling into the lot across from me. Odd, she didn’t park close, and she could have. A tell? Maybe, I thought.
I left the door ajar. Okay, I was about to see whether Lance and I were right about the size of my daughter’s faux-male privates.
I didn’t see it, but I could feel it anyway: her smile that the door was ajar.
“Dad, you always do that,” she said. I nodded, but I was not smiling. We’d soon know if I would or could. Oh yes, we’d soon be seeing.
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I was down to 162 points and when my grandma asked, I sort of half-heartedly agreed to spend 100 of those for my dad. My wealth of points seemed to be evaporating. We played scrabble most of the day but luck seemed to be against me and I hardly gained any ground.After dinner my mom and I watched as my dad's hands roamed over his mother's naked body while she stroked him.He didn't touch her pussy, and when he was close to cumming she aimed his cock at his own chest rather than hers, all of which...
With Connie's confession coming right on the heels of Karen's, John's appointment book filled solid through Sunday. He spent all of his time hearing confessions, so much time that he had nothing for Eve and left her to the elders. By Thursday afternoon, he knew he led a flock of female perverts who, if they hadn't committed the sin, thought about it--same thing. No one would go walking out of the Sunday service if he bred Eve on the dais, so he gave the elders the task of seeing that she...
Hi readers I am Jyothi, housewife age 29. I find no words to describe my appetite for sex, may be you can guess as you read through the end of the story. I am really an exhibitionist whore and I was always told by my admirers that I have a round big firm breasts, and fair protruding ass. It’s just not the common words as all story writers start to describe a woman’s body in the beginning. I don’t know exactly what my asset’s measure at present as I recently stopped buying any under garments...
Baby I want to show you how much I love and appreciate what you've done for me. I want to give you whatever you want. I want you to do whatever you want to me!" Saying those words to him turned me on just as much as I hoped him hearing them would. My baby called me and told me that he wanted to plan a special trip for us. We had been really busy lately and not getting the much needed time for ourselves. He asked me where I wanted to go and I suggested Costa Rica or really anywhere, I just...
FantasyTom was concerned that their relationship would be hampered by what had occurred even though they both consented. Lately, he did not see much of Jenna and was worried that maybe she was avoiding him but convinced himself that her school and work schedule was the reason. He realized in a strange an unnatural way that his love for her had grown more deeper due to their intimacy. As time went by he had the craving to taste the forbidden fruit and to have more time with her than the last one....
Nordic blonde Kenzie Taylor wears slinky lingerie with matching fishnets and no panties, revealing a furry bush. Ebony stud Sean Michaels steps in to greet her with deep rectal rimming. Kenzie returns the oral favor with a sloppy, throat-gurgling blow job. He wraps her whopping mammaries around his greasy black pole. The ravenous bimbo grinds her butt over Sean’s shaft, sucks dick ass-to-mouth and shows her stretched, gaping sphincter when he plucks his pork from her anus. The interracial...
xmoviesforyouI wrote this after our "wonderful" Friday Gang Bang. I still can't believe it happened. We had just gotten a letter from someone after they had seen her picture. Hope you enjoy it... Well, your letter did the trick. She read it this morning and there were a couple of detectable moans as she was reading. I thought I would help her out, so I pushed aside her robe and pulled her panties down. I licked up her leg till I got to her pussy. It was already juicy. I ate ... She read. She said she...
The Jordan home was a beautiful huge and dramatic house built in the early 1920’s. The gardens surrounding were magnificent and she was the most beautiful classy person with a heart of gold. She loved to knit and collect art among other things. She was a member of the knitting club. Their home was at the opposite end of the block, opposite side of the street from my candy lady buddy. The acreage of their property estate spread down to the lake all with a magnificent view of the mountains to...
Jordyn Falls is in the bath tub and her ass is so huge she can’t rinse the soapy bubbles off it. She’s in luck when she sees Peter pass by. She invites him inside the tub so he can help her. He licks her ass. When he’s done licking her ass, he sucks her tits. When he’s done sucking tits he gets his cock swallowed. After his dick gets swallowed he stuffs his dick in her pussy. She gets fucked hard. They go to the bed and she jumps up and down on his dick. He fucks her...
xmoviesforyouIt all started when my 28 year old wife Sarah told me that her best friend Jill (who is married) was seeing a black guy on the side. It had started out as just a casual thing where Jill was just sneaking around but now had progressed a month later to the point where Jill was contemplating splitting up with her husband Dave and was moving in with Marc her new black lover. I was shocked. Jill and my wife were best friends and the thought of Jill fucking a black guy was just shocking.My wife just...
PUTTING IT BACK TOGETHER When we came back, everyone looked grim. "Mach 2.1 over Fresno." Dad said, "That will teach the IRS." That lightened the mood. Mat looked at me and thought well back to The Food and Home Corps. "Let's wait and see." I said. We sat and ate. While we ate little conversations went on about how well we flew, or about the FAA turkey, or about Mary/Fran's temper. I got up. Cynthia tapped the side of her glass. "This has to stop." I said. "First, since we...
Max Dior has enlisted his girlfriend Amaris to help him paint his bedroom. The upside of Amaris being right there is that she’s easy on the eyes and easily accessible whenever Max needs a break. This hair-trigger hottie is always ready to let her boyfriend peel off her shirt and fill his hands with her perfect fully breasts. Once they start kissing, Amaris is quick to prove that she’s ready, willing, and eager to fuck. She pulls Max’s stiffie out and wraps her lips around the...
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