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May, 1, 2012

I was holding a dozen red roses while standing at the international arrivals area at JFK waiting for Cecilia. Our once a day conversations became twice a day. She'd call me before she went to bed (about 2 or 3 pm New York time). Often she had her computer on her lap in bed, and she would tell me about her day. To my delight and frustration, she mostly wore a clingy black silk slip to bed, and she had augmented the camera on her laptop with something more, shall we say "high definition" and her hard nipples were often on display pushing against the silk material. She never displayed more than that, but that was enough. Finally we decided that dating via Skype was too frustrating, so it was a mutual decision that she would come to New York. We just couldn't wait any longer to be together – August was too far away.

Waiting at the airport, my heart beat overtime with nervous excitement. I felt like I was on my first date. In this cynical world with so much false sophistication it was an amazing feeling – the feeling of being in love and not caring about what people would think if I was being foolish. Over the months, our conversations and the random texts with photos attached, and the loving cards that appeared in my mailbox gave me lots of time to think about Cecilia. It also allowed me to get used to the fact that this beautiful woman, nine years my junior, could really be in love with me. She also appeared to love all three girls. She knew and accepted that they were an essential part of my life, and she told me that was something she loved about me – my unselfishness and willingness to take chances to make others safe.

It saddened me that James Anderson had to die for that to come about. Had I failed Kate and my children because James Anderson lacked those qualities?

As I nervously fidgeted, I thought about the last few months and my new and blended family. Amazingly the relationships between six unrelated people living together had jelled beautifully – well actually it was eight. I had hired a live-in cook, and then added a driver bodyguard for my girls. And if you counted the ever-present and indispensable concierge, Michael, that would make nine.

These days he and Robyn appeared joined at the hip, or for those of us with more active imaginations, joined at other places too. I did miss her in my bed though. She had started out with me as an over the top very physical lover who counted orgasms like she was scoring goals in soccer or points in volleyball. I didn't complain, but one night I had tied her to the bed with some soft cuffs and taught her the joys of the giant orgasm brought about by gentle loving and exploration of her erogenous zones. She was young, with a beautifully toned and muscular body, and she still liked the fun of a physical contest, but after I taught her about tender and loving sex - many nights, and some afternoons and mornings, her urges for hard fast sex were tempered by her desire to please me and to take it very slow.

I don't know how she and Rachel came up with the schedule, but they traded off. They didn't appear in my bed each night but about four times a week. Rachel loved the tenderness of our love-making and with her libido not always in high gear like Robyn's, some nights we did nothing but sleep spooned together. It was inconvenient that Rachel had to leave early each morning to make sure she was in her own bed when Sophie awoke, but that was soon rectified.

We moved Sophie in with the other two girls. Rachel and I had agreed that Sophie needed to be with the Roksana and Airlea, so the two beds in their room became two bunk beds. My daughters quickly included the just turned ten year-old Sophie in everything. They became the three musketeers. I was surprised that, other than an occasional meltdown caused by nothing other than being pre-teen girls, they seemed to get along perfectly. Sophie even started calling me Dad.

And Rachel? She was an amazing woman with a head for business. She should have been heading up some major corporation. Too bad world, I got her first! I was pleased that I had acted on instinct in hiring her, and that instinct had paid off. After a couple of weeks of decent healthy meals, daily trips to the health club with Robyn and the girls, a new wardrobe and no more worries about her living situation, she blossomed into the beautiful self-assured woman that I knew she was. I liked to think that sharing a bed with me had helped too. But these days being newly in love, but sadly not with me, put a whole new smile on her face.

The first thing Rachel did after reviewing all my assets and giving me hell about my atrocious tax situation, was to incorporate me as R.A.S. (Roxana, Airlea, Sophia) Incorporated, a Texas Corporation. Why Texas? They're a whole lot more business friendly than New York. What that means was less taxation and fewer stupid laws and regulations. Rachel had also worked with Grace's tax attorney to get the corporation set up, and with Grace's real estate contacts, to buy a sprawling ranch home with a large indoor pool and its own airstrip, on some acreage 45 minutes from San Antonio, to establish domicile for me and mine. We had to get out of New York before the end of June so we could claim Texas residency for the year. Texas also had the advantage of a state without personal income tax. She also had me make a loan to R.A.S. to purchase the New York condo where we were living and then to purchase the condo next to mine. It was smaller with only three bedrooms. We were tipped off by Michael that it was going on the market as part of an estate of an Oregon couple. Rachel flew to Portland and met with the attorney for the estate who had misgivings about the low offer we were making and advised his clients, squabbling siblings, that they should decline or counter. Fortunately, they were greedy for cash now, as opposed to maybe months of waiting plus having to subtract real estate commissions, so they took our offer.

Why buy the condo next door, other than it was a fantastic investment? Until the move to Texas, I wanted my staff close by and had run out of room at my place. At first I had borrowed a couple of rooms from the extra condo Grace had next to her where her security people stayed while she was in New York. She would have been happy enough with that arrangement indefinitely – there was plenty of room, but I felt I had imposed enough on Grace so buying the second condo was just what we needed.

As I had planned, the first extra staff brought on was a cook, and I did hire the woman referred by Rachel, Gina Benedetti. I didn't know what I had expected when she arrived for her interview, but certainly not a forty-something model-tall and thin blonde who was gorgeous. She appeared wearing an obviously expensive taupe silk blouse and skirt combination and very high heels. With the heels she was probably over six feet tall. So much for my vision of a mousy-looking plump and greying Italian!

Gina was very candid with us. (She was interviewed by Robyn, Rachel and I). She lost her investment banker husband on 9/11 and was left with two children to raise on her own. She took some of his insurance money to go to culinary school and worked her way up.

"Mr. Burns, I kept myself so busy with my children and working that I wouldn't let myself grieve. My husband Tom, was a wonderful man and husband, but I told myself he would have simply told me to get on with my life and be the best mother and provider I could – so that's what I did. I was hollow inside without him and also filled with impotent rage over the fact he was taken from us in such a senseless and unexplainable act of violence. I kept that rage bottled up. Then my children started leaving. Right out of high school, my son got an appointment to the Naval Academy. He's now a Marine officer in Afghanistan."

I almost slipped up and told her that I was a Marine at one time too, but that was the late James Anderson.

"I pretty much held it together until my daughter went off to college at the University of Virginia. I had occasional bouts of depression and would fly off the handle for no reason, but my bosses covered for me. What they should have done was force me to get treatment – they were only concerned that their loyal customers were paying for meals prepared by 'Gina'." At that she smiled ruefully and added, "I was ridiculous and cruel, and so even more people wanted to work with me, and the competition was always trying to hire me away."

She paused, taking a sip of water. Robyn and Rachel just stared at her, their thoughts obvious – no way was this woman going to get near our children.

"Two years ago when my daughter graduated she took an assignment in Africa with the Peace Corps, so she wasn't even in the country, and my son was always deployed outside the US – that's when I lost it. Depression swallowed me up."

At that point, she looked at the three of us, gauging our reactions. Robyn sat back on the sofa and folded her arms across her chest. Her answer was obvious. Rachel on the other hand had softened her expression. She knew about the loss of a spouse, and with her own tenuous financial and living conditions she'd experienced some pretty dark days.

"So what happened?" Rachel asked in a sympathetic voice which garnered a quizzical look from Robyn as if to say, why are we still even bothering with this woman?

Gina paused. "A chef who abuses her staff is called creative and temperamental, but one who treats the customers that way is soon unemployed. I'd never realized how close to the surface my anger was, and without the constraints of my children around and the loss of purpose once they left, it all boiled over. I was lucky ... my last boss ... the one who sacked me, also recognized the symptoms and referred me to a psychiatrist who specialized in grief and loss. She was a godsend."

"Are you still seeing her?" I asked.

Without hesitation she answered, "Yes, but these days only about every other month ... she calls it 'check in meetings.'"

Then Robyn asked rather nastily, "So, if you go off your medications ... what would we be dealing with ... some crazy suicidal woman with a butcher knife?"

I was shocked, and it appeared Rachel was too. I had seen a brief flash of anger in Gina's eyes, and I was about to apologize when she replied calmly, "Ms. Weiss, my doctor believes in treating the cause not the symptoms. She has never prescribed medication, nor have I taken any."

I was even more surprised when that answer caused Robyn to smile broadly. Gina looked at her for a couple of seconds, and then she relaxed and smiled too. "Did I pass?"

Rachel and I looked at each other. What was that all about?

Robyn said with some amusement in her voice, "Yes, you passed, but can you cook plain old family meals, and why would you want to?"

Gina thought for a moment then gesturing toward the kitchen, she said, "If I might demonstrate."

We followed Gina into the kitchen which was really part of the great room that made up the kitchen, dining and living rooms. The kitchen was separated from the dining area by a long counter. We sat at the counter on high stools and watched her work.

First she took an immaculately white chef's jacket from her oversized bag along with a pair of flats and then she pulled her short blonde hair back in a ponytail. She looked the part; that was for sure. Then she rummaged through the pantry and refrigerator. As soon she had a number of items out, she put two skillets on the stove along with a large pot filled with water. We watched in amazement as she set to work. Without a wasted motion, she had garlic cloves crushed and sautéing in olive oil, followed by sliced artichoke hearts and sundried tomatoes. On the counter behind her, she assembled a fresh spinach salad in a large metal bowl. While she was doing that, she heated granulated sugar in the other skillet and then added walnut halves to make candied walnuts. She tossed dried cranberries in with the spinach. Plates had already gone into the refrigerator to cool as well as larger plates into the oven to warm. She then added multicolored vegetable corkscrew pasta to the boiling water.

Three curious girls wandered in from their classroom, and Sophie was the first to ask, "What smells so good?" Gina looked up from her preparations to see her audience had grown by three. Her light blue eyes sparkled as she said, "Oh just a bit of garlic and some other things. Are you girls hungry?" They nodded in unison, seemingly unfazed by the appearance of a tall beautiful woman dressed in chef's whites working in their kitchen. Gina took the dishes from the refrigerator and put the spinach salad on them in equal portions, then applied just a drizzle of the dressing she had put together, then topped the salads with candied walnuts and crumbled blue cheese. She set the plates on the counter, and then turned to the wide-eyed girls and asked, "Would you set the table please?" They hurried to comply, getting out placemats and silverware and glasses.

Gina drained the pasta and returned it to the pot to which she added the garlic, sundried tomato and artichoke olive oil mixture from the skillet. Finally she chopped some black olives and added them along with a small jar of capers, and stirred. She took the warm plates from the oven and put a generous helping on each and then topped each serving with some grated Romano. It was amazing watching her, and the food was delicious.

Roksana asked, "Have you ever been on the Cooking Channel?"

Gina modestly admitted that she had appeared once or twice. Well, the girls were sold, and once we had eaten and were back in the living room, Robyn asked her question again, "Why do you want to cook for us?"

Gina, still wearing her chef's jacket, relaxed in the big chair nearer the windows, thought about her question for a few moments, and said, "because I'd love to be part of a family again, and from what I've seen this is a pretty special family."

So we hired her. All her references, especially the folks at the shelter and the Rescue Mission where she had volunteered for the last year or so, had nothing but glowing things to say about her. Even her old boss, the one who had fired her and got her into treatment, admitted he'd now hire her back without thinking twice about it if she applied.

Gina became our three meals a day cook and once I convinced her she was part of the family and not just the cook, she began eating with us. She could have had Saturdays and Sundays off, but more often than not she was around, and she'd enlist the three girls to help her fix brunch on those days. Those brunches would last us through the day, and in the evening there was always a pot of soup or stew on the stove. Once in a while Robyn and Rachel would take over for weekends to give Gina a break, and I think they just enjoyed keeping their hands in, so cooking became a family event. Gina was more than happy to supervise and instruct. Occasionally, I was asked to make my homemade spaghetti sauce, but the most common request was for fresh bread which I loved making. Of course with Gina by my side that skill expanded into a passion which included breads with exotic ingredients and shapes, cinnamon rolls, pastries, pizza dough, and all manner of fun bake and eat items. The staff at the Parc also benefitted, and soon it just wasn't Michael who was looking out for us. Visits to the gym increased for all of us!

Almost immediately Gina joined us on Saturday for movie and popcorn night. We had purchased a large sofa for the school room for the purpose of watching movies. During the week, it was pushed back against the wall, but on Saturday it was front and center along with bean bags and other casual comfortable furniture in front of a 55-inch LED. Unsurprisingly, Gina did magic with ordinary popcorn.

Gina also replaced Robyn twice a week in the classroom to teach Italian language and history as part of the curriculum. More often than not, I was in that class too. Everyone knew we would be visiting Cecilia in Italy sometime after the court hearing about Airlea in August in Chicago. Robyn also convinced Michael to teach the girls Spanish. I figured I'd have to put Michael on the payroll pretty soon, although as smitten as he was with Robyn he'd probably join our little band without pay!

It was interesting to see how everyone but me took to their new languages with ease. Of course, I was the only one without a second language. Roksana had learned Polish from her mother, Airlea's first language was Greek, Robyn had learned German from her parents, and I was surprised to discover that Rachel's first language was Russian, which she had passed on to Sophie. Of course we all generally conversed in English, but soon it was not uncommon for the girls to have conversations with each other and Gina and Michael in Italian and Spanish, with some Greek, Russian and Polish thrown in.

The three girls took great pleasure in showing off their Italian to Cecilia during our early afternoon – saying goodnight to Cecilia calls. Unsurprisingly, Cecilia always wore a nice but modest robe for those calls, as she readied herself for bed.

And then there was Anton Assonov. As I stood in the waiting area at JFK looking at my watch for the hundredth time, I recalled the last time I was at an airport. It was in the middle of March, and I was at Newark to pick up Anton from Chicago. He was Russian, mid to late thirties, a widower and was Dmitri's younger brother. I didn't quite know what to expect except that I had already interviewed, it seemed, half the drivers in New York. They were a bunch of pampered prima donnas who felt entitled to demand sky high wages for very little work. And the more I saw, the more I was convinced that none of them would lay down their lives, much less experience any discomfort, to protect my girls – and when I said "my girls" that included Gina, Robyn and Rachel. Of course, we lost a number of applicants because they wouldn't take, or couldn't pass, a drug screening. Many took it as an affront that I would even demand such a thing. In frustration, I called Carolyn Peters in Chicago. We had a delightful chat, and I congratulated her on her engagement to her Michael, the doctor. They were getting married in late summer (wedding invitation to follow) and wanted somewhere romantic to honeymoon, so I put her in touch with Cecilia. Soon, they were booked into one of the rooms at the castle for two weeks.

Other than to check in, I had called Carolyn to get Dmitri's contact information. I had decided that I needed someone like him, especially since I figured Jason Stratham was tied up in Hollywood. I explained to Dmitri what I needed and the number of people in my household. I was just not happy with my girls running around Manhattan without a professional driver, and more importantly someone to watch over them. Robyn had already set aside Thursdays for visits to museums and other historical sites, plus there were the normal outings for shopping and such. Robyn had also planned historical outings to Boston and Philadelphia. I wanted protection wherever they went. Dmitri said he had someone in mind but needed to check on a few things. Carolyn told me later that part of that delay was checking on me and getting an idea of the people that his candidate would be driving for and protecting. A couple of days later he called and recommended his brother, Anton, who had emigrated from Russia in 2011 and was driving for him. He explained that Anton had trained as an engineer and had been working in the town of Beslan in the Republic of Ossetia-Alanis in the Russian Caucasus and had then joined the military after his wife, a teacher, died. He and Dmitri had then served together. Whatever unit Dmitri had served in, it was not some rear echelon outfit. From our couple of interactions in Chicago, I concluded Dmitri had special ops written all over him, Spetsnaz I figured. I had some misgivings, but I agreed to give Anton a three month trial.

Anton and I had talked on the phone before he left Chicago. His English was pretty good since his engineering degree had required a working knowledge, but he was a bit rusty since he had been in the military for six years beginning in late 2004, and hadn't had much chance to use it. When Anton left the military in 2010, he acted as a business representative for Dmitri for various enterprises he had going in Moscow, before he left Russia for the US.

I had seen a photo of Anton and was also holding a sign when he appeared. If the folks at MGM ever need a new Bond for their franchise, Anton was it. Dmitri was a larger version of Jason Stratham; Anton on the other hand, was a slightly younger version of Daniel Craig. He had the same close-cropped sandy hair, stood about five ten or eleven, had a scar on his forehead, and was thin and muscular, and moved with ease and quickness that made you think of Baryshnikov in his prime. It was his ice cold blue eyes that made you think particularly of Bond. There seemed a coldness there that could never be thawed. I knew Mr. Assonov would have no problem protecting my girls, but could we live with him? How could a man who lived with violence for a long time fit in with my family?

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Shimogga Friend

Hi this is Lakki from Bangalore and regular reader of ISS. I am submitting the story for you today please comment me on it.. I will send more like this kind of stories Hi it is Suma from Shimogga district. I am here by submitting my story as well as my friends who are did and still doing in day to day life with new inventions. These series are new to this field. I am Suma here I am narrating my own experience with my friend my cousins. I am well built with the figure of 34 32 32. well shaped...

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I Am a Breeder

I am a breeder, not your average breeder of dogs; or horses; or pigs; or anything like that; no, I breed humans. Usually it is by request, a man whose wife or girlfriend has suddenly decided her cunt is too good for his cock, or who he has discovered to be opening her legs to someone else. Perhaps he simply sees a girl he wants to have impregnated. In any case, he contacts me. I stalk the subject until I know her every move and at the right time I strike. She wakes up to find herself in my...

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The Nymph That StayedChapter 3

When Ayl'fair ended up under the table in a boneless heap, unconscious, and unresponsive, we were stunned. Jumping up we bent down, crawled under the table, and pulled her out. Harold picked her up and carried her to Mom and Dad's room, which had its own bathroom, laid her on the bed, and retrieved a damp washcloth. Repeated applications of the washcloth finally, brought Ayl'fair out of her funk enough to understand that the thought of something happening to the Sacred Grove, had been too...

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Make Love To Me Part 3

 In spite of the profound events that had taken place with Beth and the stranger, Juan, Allan and Beth continued to enjoy their two weeks away as best they could. Ibiza was always one of their favourite haunts. The warm Mediterranean sun had warmed their skin and lifted their spirits. The continual party environment surrounding the couple helped some, but the atmosphere between Beth and Allan had been noticeably altered. Allan was having trouble putting his finger on it, the change in Beth...

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Exploring Adam 3

We did finally make it up to campus, and I showed Adam around. I was relieved he did not feel compelled to be affectionate in public. Whatever the intensity of my feelings in private, I was still uncomfortable being open about it. Fortunately, Adam seemed to have the same idea, and we walked around the university and later the town itself like we were just good friends. But every so often my thoughts leapt ahead to what awaited me when we were back at my place, and I would have to quickly think...

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Foreign Spices Part 1 of 3

Two dark bodies moved on the bed in sensuous rhythm; hot skin over hot blood. Their silhouettes flickered and stretched along the red, streak painted walls, cast there by small lamps and rows of candles. Arms and legs clenched and slid up and down around one another but hardly ever apart, skin always in contact. The man rolled his hips, following the muted beat of heavy dance music emanating through the walls from the downstairs club. The woman, curled up, her legs wrapped around his waist and...

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Act of NecessityChapter 8 Waiting for the Other Shoe

I was shaking like a leaf in the wind when I climbed back into my car. I couldn't move and yet I knew I had to get out of there before someone came along and saw me. I forced myself to start the car, turn around, and head back toward Marine Drive. I made a quick diversion to Fraserview Golf Course and after bending the golf club over my knee, I tossed it over the fence into the rough alongside a fairway. I got back into the car and got home just after nine-thirty. I folded the tarp after...

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Our Anniversary1

Last week was my wife's and I anniversary 12 years and still going strong. I asked her what she wanted and she said something different. I told her I had a nice fantasy for both of us to share if she was game.She agreed as long as it wasnt too wild. I started my plan, I put a ad on craigs list for a young guy (under 25)who was hung. After sorting thru bullshit emails I found Greg. He was 19 a sophmore in college home for the weekend. I sent him a pic of my wife and Me and he...

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Mesmerized by a married woman

Let me brief about myself, I am 174cm in height with attractive physic and look and I belong to South India. I am a person interested upon everything in life and porn sites have taught me a lot about sex. To know the psychological mindset of married ladies, I used to stare at them to know their responses. I’ve got positive responses from many strange ladies but never reacted to their calls. This incident happened 3years ago when I was 27yrs old. Jaya is my relative 35years old. To tell about...

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The JAG Crew Gets It OnChapter 6

The next few days were very interesting inside the JAG offices as several members of Admiral Chegwidden's staff started to become sexually involved with each other. Harriet and Mac had definitely enjoyed their evening together, and Admiral Chegwidden thought he had things under control but he was deceived since he didn't realize that his officer personnel were rapidly beginning to descend into a maelstrom of sexual abandon and pleasure. He'd personally become involved with Mac, a very...

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The Passing of the Crown

Copyright© She looked at the judges and watched as they studied each young woman. Her eyes flashed with jealousy and anger when she watched the pretty brunette receive high marks, higher than her daughter's. Karen's gaze moved to the two men that sat at the end of the judges' table. In time they eventually felt her gaze and they just looked back at her, not reading the venom in her forceful look. Her attention was brought back to the stage when the announcer gave his speech about how all...

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The Pact Episode 5 the ClubhouseChapter 53

Amy grimaced. "Okay, first, you don't have to join -- it isn't required. The new clubhouse is set up to accommodate non-members on the first floor. You may want to, though, just to be able to hang with the other girls properly. I mean, they won't want to, but they'll end up excluding you from club business -- and it'll be a snub, you know?" Tina nodded. "Yeah, I can see that." "Second, well, there is a kind of tradition that if you're a club girl and the club needs you for...

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New neighbors

Naked on the bed, they surround me and begin pulling out their cocks. I’m on all fours. I begin sucking the first cock I come to. I can hear the belts and zippers. He moans. I moan. One man smacks my ass and they all start laughing. Moving to the next, I lick the tip and look up at the man who is feeding me. His girlfriend is kissing his neck while I suck his cock. I hear her whisper ‘He loves your cock too daddy’. I moan in agreement. ‘Alright my turn slut’ I hear as I’m quickly directed to a...

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The Adventures of Samantha Part 4 Caught repost

Sorry about the previous post of this story which got posted twice. Copy/paste fail! it has been requested to be deleted and should be taken down soon. I also apologize for the short length of this chapter, think of it as a bridge to a whole lot more plot! I realized that there is some discontinuity regarding Sam and her now-roommate Carly. I realize they weren’t roommates in the first couple chapters of the story, but they are now. Please just disregard this; it makes the story more...

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The Agony of Failure

The Agony of Failure The Sultan looked at the three captives huddled before him. His eyes narrowedwith a cruel delight as he studied the delightfully curved figures of the twonative girls and their white companion. All were good looking, despite the rags they hadused to disguise themselves. Now, after the struggle of their arrests, thegenerous curves and smooth skin of their bodies could be seen through the numerousrips and rents in their shabby clothing. The oldest of them was the...

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The Ishtar InvestigationChapter 10 More talks few leads

The halls were a bit calmer. My journey to find Traci's office took me back to Colonel Newhart's office and I found him sitting somewhat peacefully. Since he no longer appeared hurried I stopped by. "Your investigation going well?" he asked. I pretended to ignore his comment. "I see that the emergency is over. I guess we could do that audit now." Colonel Newhart laughed. "You aren't here for that, and you don't have to pretend for me. Everyone already is speculating on your real...

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Junior YearChapter 26 Donrsquot Forget About Me

My wild child loved the snow. Duke was a one-year-old now and still acted like a puppy. He figured out there was ice on the drive and would run full-out, with snow flying all around him, and then slide. I admit it looked like fun, so I had to try it. Precious hated the white, wet, cold stuff. She had taken one look at Duke and me playing, and turned around and went back home. Of course, Duke spotted her and had to roll her. The yowl had us both running for the back door. We crashed into...

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A WellLived Life 2 Book 6 SamanthaChapter 6 More Apologies

June 28, 1992, Chicago, Illinois I had no idea what to say in response to Noel’s offer of an apology. I had no information as to what was said by who to whom, or what specifically he was apologizing for. Perhaps it had been a mistake to tell Keri not to let me know about any calls from Lisa Glass and tell Jeri not to talk to me about it before Monday. The best I could do would be to simply acknowledge him and see what he had to say. “I’m listening. Go on.” “It appears that the person who...

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My Very First Time1

Nothing unusual happened for the first couple of monthz as i went through my changez. But one day i stayed home from skool because i went to get a haircut and my stepdad took me in his truck. After my haircut we went home and he went to his room n turned on the tv. I got bored so i sat next to him n watched tv with him. (Dont remember how this started) He started tickling me which i wuz ok with and i told him to stop or i'd tickle him bak n he said go for it. So i moved my fingerz around...

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The Creators Book Two Chapter 6

Part One: Cataclysm ANGELA The world had fallen away. There was only his consuming lips and tasting tongue, his pressing chest and rubbing crotch, his exploring hands and squeezing fingers. I gave myself wholly to him, and would’ve consummated the act without a second thought, but Brandon had the wherewithal to pick me up, and avoid disaster. It had taken him considerable force to separate us, though it felt like most of that force had been exerted on himself. He was breathing heavily, his...

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My StoryChapter 6

Marriage to Stan was divine. He was attentive, affectionate, (and with my training) marvelous in bed and I loved him completely. There was only one problem. I was my mother's daughter and she had indeed passed something along to me in her DNA. I remembered her telling me that she had been able to stay faithful to my father for a full four years before giving in to her needs. It turned out that I wasn't as strong as my mother. The itch started at around eighteen months and I managed to...

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Textual change to sexual change

Mary was a woman in her late forties. She loved gardening, staying fit via walking, hiking, and running. she was recently divorced, and happy to be single and have the time to learn more about herself. her ex-husband worked a lot, but was lazy when it came to being a husband and supporting her. Mary recently got employed as an executive assistant for a small market research company. Her boss, Theresa, was very smart, knew how to talk to clients, but had no ambition to grow the company....

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A Friend in Need Part 13 Passion Awoken

A Friend in Need Part 13. Passion Awoken March 2013 I must have drifted off to sleep as the sound of the alarm woke me, it was Monday and Clive had to go to work, Chloe was still asleep and that pig of a husband of mine had slept through the alarm, I considered waking him up by arousing his love shaft and having an early morning pleasure trip; but a little mewl from the cot forced me to change my mind, so I kissed him passionately and woke him up. I slipped on my heavy...

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GirlsWay Reagan Foxx Eliza Jane The Pact One Year Later

Eliza Jane is worried. Tomorrow is the first day her mother will meet her new girlfriend. The problem is that her new girlfriend used to be married to her dad. She’s with her stepmom and they’re going to meet up with her parents tomorrow. Eliza has no idea how to deal with all this. Reagan Foxx reassures Eliza that it’s going to be ok. She tells her that when they see them together they’ll realize everything worked out for the best. Eliza isn’t so sure: this will...

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Mr Greys Dinner Party

I had known Amanda for a little over two years. We had met in the drama club at our University and became best friends almost immediately. She was an All-American girl: intelligent, friendly, serious, artistic yet practical, and of course beautiful. Amanda was very social yet never seemed to have the time or desire to find a boyfriend. That's why I felt it so strange when she began dating Marcus, a much older man. They met through friends and shared an interest in classical music and the...

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Now We Get Along Just Fine

When I was nine, my dad got married to this woman he had met during one of his trips. He is a long-haul truck driver and I remember the first time I met her, Lara was her name. Well, she was very pretty. I might have been nine, but I did notice girls and women and Lara was noticeable. She was almost as tall as my father, blond, green eyes, nice boobs that weren't too large, just about right, legs, when you saw her in shorts, that were really gorgeous. Even at nine, I had cataloged all...

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Tight teen at the bath house

It started early on.....when I was in maybe 4th grade. I shared a room with my brother who was a few years older than me. He was busy hitting puberty and had hormones pumping through him looking for anyway to get off. I don't know when it really happened, I guess because we were sharing a room so I knew where he kept his porn and knew when he was jacking off. He had to go old school, we printouts of girls glued onto the pages of some plain looking books and a few stories not too different from...

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Star GazingChapter 3 Night Skies

The rest of the two weeks were a blur of observing, writing, revising, re-revising and revisiting her thesis. Even when the night turned cool, she never wore a stitch of clothing, aside from sandals. A typical day: At 9:00, a pre-breakfast dip in the lake. At 10:00, breakfast. From 10:30 until 2:00 in the afternoon, work on thesis. (Translation: catch up on sleep missed last night between the midnight swim and the stargazing) From 2:00 to 2:30, lunch. From 2:30 to 8:00, work on thesis (for...

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Paradise Boarding School 8211 Part 15

Hello ISS readers. I am back with the next part of the story. Please do read the previous parts. My name is Aafi. I am from Bangalore. But I am working and living in Chennai. I am a 25-year-old Software Engineer. You can email me or hangout at . Let me continue from where I stopped last time. In the last part, I stopped when I was hiding in the bathroom when Abigail and Anna were chatting. They both left. I was walking through the dorm corridor. I hope Chloe is in her room, I want to give her...

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The Perfect Couple 8211 Part 1

This happened 12 years back but it’s still fresh in my mind. I’m currently based in Bangalore. Please write your comments to me at audityeah at-the-rate yahoo dot com. Riyaz stormed into my office room to say “Adi! I’ll resign – need to go back to India”. I asked him “Sit down first. Tell me what happened?” Riyaz: Can’t take this anymore. They’ve started looking for matches for Afreen. Sitting thousands of miles away, there isn’t anything that I can do. I want to go back and do something. Me:...

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The Lost One Ch 11

A/N: Egad! Sorry everyone for keeping you waiting! I’ve had been busy going to Turkey and other things. Here’s Ch. 11. Thanks Blackstallion21 for all the editing (and being patient). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ XI. The Trap is Set Pristine was dreaming again. This time she was in a forest filled with white trees. There near a pond was her past self and she looked to be the age Pristine was now. Her old self had her bare feet in the pond. Suddenly voices could be heard. ‘Princess Pristine!’...

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Meine Frau hat einen schwarzen Liebhaber

Mein Name ist Jim und meine Frau Honey und ich sind seit acht Jahren verheiratet. Wir haben Zwillinge im Alter von vier Jahren. Ich arbeite für eine Versicherungsgesellschaft und Honey arbeitet für eine große Werbefirma. Honey muss mit großen Kundenumgehen und arbeitet auf Kommissionsbasis. Honey hat schulterlange blonde Haare und ist 5'6 "groß mit Figur wie eine Sanduhr. Sie hat lange schlanke Beine und sieht sie ihre 5" Spike Heels tragen. Sie zeigen alle ihre Kurven an den richtigen Stellen....

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Break the Gilded Cage Ch 04

While his trip on Wilhelm took a full day to the next town, Julian’s business in the next town took two. The last looks in Alania’s eyes bothered him during this time, and worried him. Finally when his business was completed, he resolved to visit them and see how she was doing. He rode out the very next day, and arrived in her town late at night. Rather than bother them then, he decided to wait until morning. The next day he got dressed very nicely, and purchased a small bouquet of spring...

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Sexpionage 3 Blowback

'Blowback' is a term originating from within the Central Intelligence Agency, explaining the unintended consequence and unwanted side-effects of a covert operation. Reflecting signs of a rapprochement between Belarus and the USA, both countries had recently appointed diplomatic ambassadors to one another. Russia had stopped the energy talks but there was clearly a more determined intent to develop a mutual understanding between the USA and the Russian Federation’s near...

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Not Your Average JoeChapter 20 Tuesday Morning and Joe Keeps Racking Them Up

Melanie turned out to be a delightful young woman who was both smart and funny. Though her sexuality CIP score was not quite as high as I’d like it to be, her nurturing skills were through the roof! I reasoned she would make an excellent care giver. I was true to my word and didn’t initiate sex until I was reasonably certain I was going to offer her a spot in my harem. Even with the added thrill of her being pregnant, I’d be lying if I claimed not to have had better lovers. I knew that...

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The Night It All Changed

So it happens that, through a mutual acquaintance, I met a guy I'll call "Yoel", for the sake of protecting his pride and innocence. At first, I deemed him incredibly hot, but nothing more than a blip; a dot on my radar, never to be heard from or seen again. As it happens, I found myself in the wrong; he kept coming around, until a rift came between us.You see, as someone who lost their mother due to a heart attack quite some time ago, I can not, at all, countenance the thought of someone...

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