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During the next week the treasure was moved from the treasure room to a vault at H. J. Hendley & Company, a company that specialized in storage and appraisal of collectable coins, gold and antique jewelry. I took no chances with the transfer and contracted an armored car service to make the actual move. The brief appearance of the armored car in the neighborhood was hardly noticed by our neighbors.

Leo Hoskins proved to be a fount of knowledge concerning property law and more specifically laws concerning what is more properly called 'treasure trove.' Treasure trove being defined as objects that contain more than 50% gold or silver. Leo explained, "Laws pertaining to treasure trove vary widely from state to state."

Seeing our frowns Leo continued, "Fortunately, the law that applied to the chest you dug up on Ms. Anderson's property is one of the more simple ones. If Mrs. Anderson is one of the finder's then it's finders-keepers as long as the treasure was buried long enough that it is doubtful that the original owner will return to claim it. In your case, the age and condition of the items you found should be proof enough that the original owner will no longer be returning."

After he saw the smiles that produced he once more continued, "I think you need to get an appraisal to ensure that each person receives a fair share. You're all friends now but I've seen arguments about money destroy friendships."

Audra spoke up and said, "We'll just have Hendley & Company do an appraisal since the treasure is already in their vaults."

Leo agreed that Hendley was the best company to do the job and then said, "You've been lucky so far. In some other states the law requires that finds be promptly reported to the police"

When Irma asked what would have happened in those states, Leo shrugged and answered, "It would be subject to confiscation and considering the value of the treasure you can be sure that it would be confiscated."

Then he added, "Other states consider marshland or land within so many feet of navigable waters to belong to the state. In those states you would have to fight the state in court for the treasure."

Elise spoke up and said, "That's terrible," to which everyone murmured their assent.

Leo got their attention and said, "Nevertheless, in this case the law is clear. The chest and all its contents belong by law to Mrs. Anderson who has given each of you an equal share."

At that point everyone was smiling and hugging Irma.

Several days after this Lenora returned to Bell Whistle with conservators from the museum and experts from the historical society. We allowed them to take possession of the vellum pages, the logbooks and the treasure map. The conservator was overjoyed to see that the vellum pages had been kept from drying out. I was told that later in the museum laboratory he and his assistants slowly, under controlled conditions, dried out the three hundred and fifty year old pages. Lenora, who kept us up to speed on what was happening, told us that the conservator was somewhat surprised when faint traces of handwriting began to appear on the apparently blank pages as they were properly dried. She explained that this was due to a property of the iron gall ink, a common ink used during that period of history. Later she explained that an analysis of that ink would lend a certain authenticity to the pages, as iron gall ink is no longer in use, as it severely corrodes the metal used in modern fountain pins.

During this time we were visited by Lenora on almost a daily basis. She was normally accompanied by one or more experts from either the museum staff or the historical society. Audra told me on one day that Herbert Watkins, the museum's archaeologist-in-residence, made a complete inventory of the contents of the treasure room. She said he was returning to complete the inventory with photos and illustrations showing the exact placement of the items within the room. I asked her to make sure that someone from our group was with each visitor during these excursions. Audra, Elise or Irma usually were the ones who were available and each would report to me on what had been accomplished. For several days Audra was quite tired as she followed several members of the society who spent considerable effort in constructing detailed drawings and maps of the tunnel and cavern.

All of this work kept us hopping for several weeks. I had almost forgotten about the vellum pages when I got a call from Lenora late on a Friday evening. "Joe, they've finished transcribing and translating the writing on the vellum pages."

Knowing Lenora better I could hear the controlled excitement in her voice. She continued, "This is as good as the slave journal. Can we come by tomorrow and present this to all of you?"

Of course there was no chance I would say 'no.'

The next morning Lenora arrived at Bell Whistle along with Matt and a young man about my age whom I did not recognize. As soon as we were all seated in the den Lenora excitedly introduced him. Waiting until she had our undivided attention, she said, "This is Peter Wright. Pete is a most unusual member of the society. He has an almost eidetic memory and has a particular passion for what he calls 'the golden age of the buccaneer.' He also has a love of colonial history and lore. More importantly, Pete is the member of the society responsible for monitoring the restoration of the vellum pages from the treasure chest."

Edward raised his hand and after being acknowledged remarked, "I thought a conservator at the museum was in charge of the restoration."

Lenora gave Edward a tolerant smile, "That's right, but Pete was there monitoring the expert as the Historical Society's representative. Anyway, as soon as the conservator finished with the pages, Pete made a duplicate copy on regular paper. After that he shifted gears and began the task of deciphering the writing on the pages. I'll let him give you the details, but I must say that you are lucky that we have someone with Pete's talent to take this on. Pete, they're all yours."

At that moment Mr. Whiskers walked into the room and, after sniffing around Pete's legs, moved over to Audra's lap as if he also wanted to hear what the young man had to say. I could tell Pete was unaccustomed to public speaking as he cleared his throat several times and shuffled nervously through his notes. I spoke up at that point and said, "Pete, I'm sure I speak for everyone. We're glad to have you with us. Take your time. You're among friends. We're all extremely interested although we are not experts by any means."

Pete gave us a nervous smile and then said, "As Lenora mentioned my first real task was to translate the journal into understandable modern English. Early 17th century writings, in the Old English of the time, are not easily understood. Many words had different meanings at that time and even with excellent penmanship certain letters of the alphabet were formed differently. In addition, the writer of the journal did not have what I would call excellent penmanship."

Looking at each of us he explained, "That's why the work took so long."

Nervously shuffling his notes again he continued, "The thirty-two pages you found proved to be the personal journal of one Captain Theodore J. Gallant. Captain Gallant was first a 17th century privateer and later a pirate. Almost all of what I am going to tell you comes from the journal. I say that so that you will understand that the accounts might be embellished. Although the journal narrative might be exaggerated, it is certain that Captain Gallant did exist. We have confirmed his identity from English birth records and certain land grant records. In addition, I have personally verified the historical accuracy of the main events in his narrative. Unfortunately, there is no way to verify all of the details in the journal.

"Captain Gallant began his career as a British privateer. He stated in the journal that he was thus authorized by a letter of marque issued by the personal secretary of Oliver Cromwell in 1651. As you probably know, Oliver Cromwell was not a king of Great Britain but rather at that time a general who would in 1653 become the head of state that led the country during a short period of history when the monarchy was overthrown.

"Captain Gallant stated that his letter of marque, like most that were granted, was very specific in detailing who and where he could attack. We know from historical records that Great Britain had made peace with Spain and was close to war with the Dutch, who were the bane of British merchants throughout the world. The Navigation Act of 1651 was designed to foment that war. That act declared that only British ships could trade with British colonies. This would have cut off a lucrative source of trade for the Dutch, and so they went to war rather than accept the loss of so much of their sea commerce. Captain Gallant's letter of marque specifically authorized him to attack, capture and secure cargo carried by Dutch ships found between Great Britain and the new world to the west."

Looking matter-of-factly around the group Peter's nervousness seemed to leave him as he continued, "As you may or may not know, the Dutch during that time had colonies all over the world. In the west they had colonies in New York and New Jersey in North America. They had island colonies on St. Martin, St. Eustasius, Aruba, Curaçao and many small islands in the Caribbean. Then they had a large number of small colonies in South America as well as controlling most of the coast of Brazil, even though that was nominally claimed by the Portuguese.

"You also need to understand that a privateer's ship was privately owned and funded. If you were attacked by a privateer, you probably wouldn't be able to distinguish that attack from one made by a pirate. These ships were not under the orders of the Royal Navy, which was then in its infancy. In fact, privateers operating under a letter of marque were a way for countries to avoid the expense of maintaining large navies.

"In addition to providing and provisioning the ship Captain Gallant was required to post a performance bond with the government to ensure he lived up to the terms of his authorization. In order to make any money he would have had to locate and capture Dutch ships involved in illegal trade, take the cargo and then sell it at certain specified ports. As soon as he did that he was required to turn over 40% of the value of any ships and cargo to the British Governor. If he failed to follow these exact procedures, even once, his bond was forfeit and he would be declared a pirate.

"Captain Gallant purchased a ship in England and named it Estelle after his mother. The captain had Estelle, originally designed as a fast merchant ship, refitted to carry16 guns. After taking possession of the ship and recruiting a crew, he sailed towards St. Martin, which at the time was a rich island in the possession of the Dutch. He proved his abilities as a captain by capturing several smaller Dutch merchant ships while sailing in the vicinity of that island. Not having recruited enough men for prize crews, he only took high value cargo and provisions from these ships, which he then sank."

At that point Camilla nervously interrupted and asked, "What happened to the crews of these ships?"

Pete, gaining confidence, smiled at her and said, "The captain didn't mention that in his journal. We do know that the British hated the Dutch so most were probably killed in the battle for the ship or sunk with the ship. Anyway, using this tactic, he was able to stay at sea for most of a year and subsist off the provisions he had taken. Finally he sailed to Barbados, then held by England, sold the high value items and turned in the log books of the sunken ships and settled up with the governor. The governor demanded that he pay the port tax in addition to the 40% specified in his letter of marque. The end result was that Captain Gallant was left with enough to pay the crew and reprovison the ship for another voyage but almost no profit for himself.

"Upset with this turn of events, he decided to try his luck around Curaçao, a Dutch island off the northern coast of South America. The Dutch had been at war with Spain up until 1648. The French, Dutch allies in that struggle, were still at war with Spain. Curaçao was the port where many Dutch privateers had brought in their captured cargo and ships to settle up during the war. Many of those Dutch privateers, after having their letters of marque revoked, had turned to other options. Some obtained French letters of marque and continued attacking Spanish galleons at will. Others turned to piracy and attacked ships of any nation.

"For both of these groups the victims of choice were the rich Spanish galleons. The Spanish colonies were still the richest in the New World in terms of gold and silver. Heavily laden Spanish galleons routinely transported this gold and silver, as well as other precious cargos, from those colonies back to Spain. Valuable cargos were normally transported by a small number of heavily laden but lightly armed treasure galleons escorted by heavily armed war galleons. Dutch, and now French, privateers and pirates of all nationalities attacked these small convoys. They would often work together to secure their prizes. The French privateers would then take the cargo to Martinique. The pirates continued to sell their cargos to the Dutch banking houses on Curaçao.

"Captain Gallant's plan was to attack the cargo ships that the Dutch banking houses used to transport the gold and silver back to Holland. Failing that, he would attack the pirate vessels after they had split up but before they reached Curaçao. The plan was a bold one that did have certain obstacles.

"The main obstacle was that, for the most part, these ships traveled in groups. The Dutch cargo ships in these convoys traveling back to Amsterdam usually had escorts of Dutch warships. Most of these warships carried more sail, more guns and more men than the Estelle. The only advantage that the Estelle had was her ability to turn and tack quicker. This meant that it was possible with skill and cunning to pick off any ships that strayed from the already loose formation of many convoys. According to his journal, Captain Gallant would flit around the tail end of these convoys like a gnat. He became an expert at this tactic. Acting quickly, his crew would board and quickly remove any gold, silver or other precious cargo and then set the ship afire. This usually meant that the warship escorting the convoy would stop to render assistance to the crew of the burning ship, giving the Estelle the needed time to escape.

"Usually is a word that will get you killed, and there were several times when his ship was damaged and almost captured. Still, the rewards were worth the effort. After less than six months at sea, the precious cargo he carried back to Barbados was ten times greater than the cargo from his previous trip. At that point he began to have visions of himself as a wealthy man. Unfortunately for the captain, the British governor at Barbados saw things much differently.

"Sir Roger Chadwicke, the British Governor of Barbados, was the third son of His Grace, Cecil Chadwicke, fourth Duke of Northampton. His posting to the island was fortuitous, a prestigious posting for a third son. His salary was only a small portion of his remuneration. A portion of the port tax and of any privateer's cargo also went into the pocket of the governor."

As Pete paused to take a drink of water, Elise said, "I have a question."

Pete's quickly swallowed a sip of water and answered, "Yes, it is."

The rest of us looked puzzled as Pete continued, "I assume you were going to ask if it there was a connection between Sir Roger and the Duke of Northampton's silver service that was found in the treasure room. The answer is 'yes.' If you don't mind, I'll explain that when we get to that part of the journal."

Looking at his watch Pete continued, "As there was no merchant or group of merchants in Barbados that could pay the full value of his cargo, Captain Gallant's crew brought the treasure up the hill to the official governor's residence and laid it out before Sir Roger. Since much of the treasure was silver and gold, he was hoping that the governor might agree to take the government's portion directly from the treasure so he would not have to sail all the way to Britain to make the split. The governor, however, was greedy, and once the treasure was brought into his possession he wanted it all. He told Captain Gallant that he would need a few days to make a decision. When the captain tried to take the treasure back to his ship the governor made it clear that it would be well protected where it was. The governor then abruptly dismissed the captain.

"The next day the watch onboard ship reported a contingent of British soldiers approaching. The officer accompanying the soldiers hailed the ship, tied up at the dock, and met Captain Gallant on the dock. The captain, who was unarmed except for his sword, was informed that he was to be escorted back to the governor's residence. Captain Gallant smelled a rat but was unable to resist. As soon as they were out of site of the ship he found himself stripped of his sword and marched as a prisoner to meet the governor. As soon as he was taken into the residence the governor informed him that his cargo was being confiscated, but gave him no other information. The governor then had the captain placed under arrest and confined him in a small room in the residence.

"Later that day, when the ship's first mate came to inquire as to his captain's whereabouts, an underling informed him of the treasure's confiscation and the captain's detention. The reason given was that the treasure was of Spanish origin. The evidence cited for this was that there were many Spanish milled dollars as well as ingots of gold with Spanish assay markings among the treasure. This, the governor declared, was a violation of Captain Gallant's letter of marque.

"Captain Gallant was stunned at hearing this. Had he not clearly explained to the governor how he had come into the possession of the treasure during their first meeting? After a second audience with the governor the captain was informed that he was to be shipped back to London to face charges of piracy. Immediately after that, the governor had the guard move the captain from the small room into the jail proper. The jail was a dank cell built into the basement of the governor's residence.

"All of this might have spelled an end to our good captain, except for one small problem. The British Navy was very small and was stretched thin during that era. That meant that not only was there no British warship in port to take the captain back to London but there was none expected in the near future. On the other hand, Captain Gallant was very popular with his crew of 108 battle-hardened sailors. That crew had also been promised a share of the captain's portion of the treasure that they had bled and died for. Needless to say they were very unhappy with the governor's decision.

"At first the crew showed their dismay by ripping apart all of the taverns in the port town. Members of the garrison sent out to quell these disturbances were attacked and many soldiers were thrown into the bay. This was more serious than it sounds since hardly any of the island's 50 soldiers could swim. Some of the soldiers drowned. As the disturbance spread and other members of the brotherhood of the coast joined in, the governor began to fear for his own safety.

"As his fears mounted the governor began to draw the garrison closer and closer to his private residence. In the end, the governor decided that 40% of the treasure plus the port tax, with him alive to claim his share, was a much better deal than having his descendants claim all of the treasure while wearing sack cloth and ashes."

At that point our group, who had been following the story closely, broke out into smiles. Audra, who was on the edge of her seat, actually applauded.

Pete smiled and continued, "As you can imagine, Captain Gallant was greatly relieved when he was freed and given the portion of the treasure that he had expected. The governor even rescinded a portion of the port tax to make amends. Although he maintained a civil tongue in his dealings with the governor the captain never forgot the time that he spent in that jail. He vowed never to return to Barbados while Sir Chadwicke was governor.

"In the exchange he did manage to keep most of the Spanish milled dollars and was even able to convert some of the gold bars into gold sovereigns. He divided most of these up among the crew as their portion and used some of the remainder to reprovison the ship. Before leaving he also managed to acquire a small sloop, which he renamed Lucille in honor of his younger sister. He transferred two of the guns from the Estelle to the new ship. He then sailed north to the British island of Nevis and there recruited additional crew and was also able to buy six additional cannon. He placed these six smaller cannon on the Lucille and returned the two guns borrowed from the Estelle so that she regained her full complement of armament.

"Captain Gallant then promoted his first mate to captain of the new vessel and spent the trip back to the vicinity of Curaçao training the crews and learning to operate the two ships as a team. The Lucille, although small, was fast. Her slim lines gave her more speed and maneuverability than the Estelle. He was hoping that she would be able to slip into the Dutch convoys and fire at the warships and then use superior maneuverability to avoid any returned fire and draw the protecting warships into a chase. This would allow the Estelle to take more time and get at larger and hopefully richer cargo ships.

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Lucy was lazing around in the living room when she heard Belle drunkenly try to scrape the key in the front door's lock. She heard giggling - a second voice. A woman's. Lucy put her tattered copy of Asimov's Second Foundation down on the coffee table and owled the door with interest, her nylon legs sprawled across the arm of the sofa. Lucy and Belle were both avid readers. Between them they made their way through perhaps 8 to 12 books a month. More, when they had no university deadlines or...

Crossdressing
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BELLE RETURNS

Sunlight awakened me. Brilliant beams of early morning light streaming through tall windows irritated my eyes. It took a few seconds for my mind to become acclimated to my surroundings. I was in the master bedroom suite of a newly-restored antebellum mansion. My Great-grandfather Pan had left this majestic house and two-hundred acre bluegrass horse farm to my sister Wendy and me. I turned away from the irritating sunlight and found myself face to face with my sister in a big,...

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Belle and Beau

Marybelle Magnolia Blossom Rousseau was going home. It hadn’t been a decision that she had made lightly as she hadn’t been home since she was 17 years old. Plus –she adored her life in Los Angeles. She had been a wide-eyed teenager full of youth and promise when she had first stepped off the Greyhound bus in Hollywood for stardom. She turned her nose contemptuously at the pimps trying to get their new ‘ho’ out of her and made her way to the San Fernando Valley. Working hard as a waitress...

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Arabella Ch 01

He was just too close for her liking. She had to fake a smile, act like she loved the attention he showered her with. They moved together to the melody. Everybody was there, the press, the ministers and politicians, the high class celebrities and the King himself. All eyes were on them as they danced. Her insides were burning with rage. Gregory had tricked her father. She didn’t want anything to do with him. After three full years chasing after her, he had won Arabella by simply offering her...

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Belle Meets Master

Belle Meets Master [part 1 of 2]By: Belleerotique ([email protected])Belle was raised as a good little girl in a small southern town. She had alwaysdone as she was told to do, always been the "good girl". She had always feltout of place though. She had always had dark thoughts about sex and about whatfelt good. She never realized exactly what though until she met her Master.Belle was a tall girl, 5'10" and weighed in at about 165. She looked likea tall curvy amazon, but she never felt...

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Belle

I can smell her but I can’t see her, which is strange since the room is only fifteen by thirty feet. I know she is watching me. I can feel her eyes watching every move I make, flickering from the pen I am holding to any movement from my body. If I do anything that she hasn’t told me to do, it is over. It might be anyway, I might be dead when I have finished writing, I don’t know and at this point, I am not sure I care. All I know is that the last twenty-four hours have made me a believer in...

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Annabelles Body Search

Note : This story is completely fictional! I stared out at the class that worked quietly in front of me. The boys were sat towards the back of the classroom as usual which left the girls to occupy the front seats. I could see clearly underneath the desks and the young girls were not too careful about closing there legs. This being summer the girls were wearing short skirts and had bare legs. A couple of the girls in the very front row had skirts so short that when they sat with their knees a...

First Time
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Belle Dawson

Belle Dawson was bored. She was 36 years old and had been a widow for over 3 years. Her husband, Don Dawson, had been a very loving man and had taught Belle to really love sex. However, he'd kept her in the dark about men. She thought all cocks were the same size. He also told her that she had lovely tits. He explained to her that old women had breasts, but young women had tits. He never did explain when a woman's tits became breasts. After Don had been killed in an auto accident, she'd...

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Belle Delphine Twitter 66000 19m

Belle Delphine is a girl you probably know only by name. Or, if you're an adventurous perverted human, you've probably seen some of her content. Belle can go from extreme to cute and fuckable in an instant. On her Twitter account, she has 1.9 million followers. She's "here to be pervy and nasty" and there are nearly two million people who want to be just that with her. For a social media account, Belle has done a pretty good job in keeping up who she is for her followers.There was a time when...

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Belle

Belle was a woman of about fifty when I knew her, had long grey hair and a short, broad body, a boisterous manner and had left her husband of many years and moved to northern NSW to the town of Bellingen. She had bought a block of land there, part rain forest, part pasture, and there she lived in the old farm house with her two teenage daughters. She was a hippy, or if you like, new age, which is to say she was deeply dissatisfied with the ideology, the habits, the economy and the repressions...

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Bar Slut His Perspective and Her Perspective

I work at a bar, so one night you decide to come in and see me. You don't tell me you're coming in though seeing as how we have never met at this point. You come in with a friend and sit at a table close enough to the bar so you can watch me work. Throughout the shift you start texting me, it starts off innocent enough, but quickly turns erotic. I of course am responding back the same. You see me as I read the messages and now you can start to see the outline of my cock in my jeans as I...

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A Young Womans Perspective

A Young Woman’s Perspective! By Wolf Spirit Jill entered the library through the main entrance of the university library dressed in a black mini, tight white t-shirt and six- inch red spiked heels. Her outfit had the desired effect on the young men. She saw heads turn and mouths drop as she glided across the floor to her workstation. Jill bent over at the waist exposing her rounded ass for the young men who now clamored over their workstations to get a view up her skirt. One particularly...

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The Mistress Perspective

Everything you are about to read is based on true life events. Treat the feelings you find here with curiosity and respect. The woman could be your mom, your sister, your kid, your hair stylist. You never know what someone is going through; but it sure is fun to find out.It all started with a feeling. Or lack thereof. I was like every average mom and wiife: regular job, bills, chores. Except I am in no way normal. I had been married to my emotionally-abusive and distant husband for almost...

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Seducing Cindy Chapter 2 from Cindys perspective

Introduction:After spending the week in Palo Alto with my stepson and his fiancé, I arrived back in New York City, deeply conflicted and confused. The wheels of United flight 1254 touched down at La Guardia airport shortly before six o'clock in the evening. I had been traveling for over eight hours, and in addition to being conflicted and confused, I was exhausted. I took the nearly forty minute taxi ride to my Manhattan flat deep in thought. So much had happened. It would take some time to...

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Summer Fling Susans Perspective

Note: This is the 'Summerfling' story written from a different perspective. Hi, I'm Susan, and I just want to get this out up front: I'm not writing this as any form of excuse. I'm happy with how this all played out. I'm writing this more as an explanation from my side about the how and the why, etcetera. I'm a forty-two year old married woman... but it's not much of a marriage anymore, as we've been separated for the past two years. Believe me when I tell you, that separation felt like Susan's...

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New Friends at the Beach Part II Jens perspective

This is continued from Part I of “New Friends at the Beach.” The reader will have a better perspective by reading Part I first. Hope you enjoy! The evening had turned out in unsuspected fashion. Brad, my handsome and sexy husband, and I had arrived at our beach home earlier in the day and had planned a nice evening at our favorite restaurant. I love spending alone time with my hubby. He is everything I have ever wanted and I love dressing sexy for him on evenings like this. I had bought a new...

Wife Lovers
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Jasmine in Hotel Part 2 The Mans Perspective

From His perspective now..So this is picking up from just having had Cum down your throat, leaving you lying on the bed with your makeup all messed up, your ass gaping wide and exposed and your hands tied behind your back......I go and fix myself a drink... maybe a big glass of whiskey. i'm feeling satisfied and very macho, knowing that i've really given it to that slutty tgirl, in her sissy little latex dress and whore heels. I can't believe how cheap and easy she was, letting her garters and...

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A Different Perspective

A Different Perspective by Holly Hill Eric Jeffreys and his wife Dianne were awakened by the sound of the neighbor's lawn mower. They had slept far too soundly. By the amount of light that was streaming into the room, the hour was very late, even by L.A. standards. "My, you must have been tired," Dianne said, giving Eric a playful pinch. "I was. Your sister has been working me to death." "Chris is probably up by now. She hadn't mentioned the fact that you have been working...

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A New Perspective

A new perspective. By Madcow4321/Pinkman100 Tim came home from college annoyed that the administration wouldn't let him live there over winter break. He wasn't a big fan of his home life. It was simple enough when Tim was growing up however when his sister Cassie was born it started to go downhill. His family had always been supportive of Tim's activities, his after school baseball, and social clubs. They had always bought him the best toys and he had the run of the house. However...

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The Magic Anime Network A Different Perspective

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Another Perspective

Another Perspective By Lenal "Have you seen Brianna today?" Kendra asked as she took her seat at the lunch table. "Oh my god, right?" Michelle responded. "What?" asked Ashlynn between sips of her smoothie. "I don't have class with her until next hour." "That girl is a trainwreck today," Kendra said. "What else is new?" muttered Michelle. Natalie shot Michelle a look. "I think she must have, like, an ear infection or something. This morning she was stumbling all over...

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South of Bikini 5 A Change of Perspective

Welcome Back for Season 5 of South of Bikini. We rejoin the Empress as she deals with several family challenges on the home front and manages to finalize a previous mission satisfactorily. South of Bikini Season 5 Episode 1 "A Change of Perspective" Terra Neuvo, 10:01AM, Climax, Neptunian 14th, 437 of the New Era "We're going to miss you and Aunt Cami around here, Aunt Alex," my great niece, Alexandra, said as she hugged me tightly. I felt that unmistakable tingle. It...

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A Young Womans Perspective

A Young Woman’s Perspective!By Wolf SpiritJill entered the library through the main entrance of the university library dressed in a black mini, tight white t-shirt and six- inch red spiked heels. Her outfit had the desired effect on the young men. She saw heads turn and mouths drop as she glided across the floor to her workstation. Jill bent over at the waist exposing her rounded ass for the young men who now clamored over their workstations to get a view up her skirt. One particularly handsome...

Group Sex
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A WellLived Life 2 Book 7 SakurakoChapter 65 A New Perspective

July 22, 1994, Chicago, Illinois “Tiger, I’m still a bit concerned about this girl, Sakurako.” Jessica, Kara, and I were taking turns showering on Friday morning. I nodded, “I understand, but as I said last night, in traditional, conservative societies, teenagers are adults, with adult responsibilities, not just to their family, but to society. And those responsibilities can be met because they are taught from an early age. Look at our family; we’re anything but traditional and...

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An Unknown AttractionChapter 11 A New Perspective

In my role as Alex's biographer, I chose to write it in first-person in order to portray the conflicts and situations he faced. I've managed to convey Alex's shock and awe; well, his shock at events at least, and the awe of those surrounding him. But there are some specific limitation in first person narrative, and with this chapter, I found I'd written myself into a bit of a corner. So I'm switching to third-person in this chapter in order to better reflect the awe of his followers as...

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Captains ChoiceChapter 4 Getting a New Perspective

The conversation with Ardele last night had rattled me. I lay in my bed thinking about what she had said. I was upset about the implication that she might be interested in some young guy, maybe even one of our crew. And then the bi-sexual thing. What's up with that? Was she just pulling my chain or did she really mean it. I still had my rule of no fraternization, but I had to admit Ardele was really testing my resolve. It took sometime before I finally fell asleep. I crawled out of bed and...

1 year ago
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Deamonology A different Perspective

Authors Note: There is a twist in this story. Say what what? How can it get any more twisty, with daemons and elves and whatnot. If you don't get the twist by the end of the first paragraph, how are you reading this story because you are obviously too slow to even operate a computer, yet alone live long enough to read this! It's really THAT obvious! So why this note? *** I just wanted to annoy you. Can't enjoy the entire story. There has to be one bit that strikes you as fucking annoying, just...

Erotic
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Belle and Brutus Part 1

You can contact me for requests, fan mail, hate mail, naked pics of your boobies, or anything else you have in mind at [email protected] copyright ghostwriter118, intended for use only as the author sees fit ___________________________________________________________________________________ Belle’s boyfriend had been away for only a week before her horniness consumed her. She wanted nothing more than to have someone lick her little pussy thoroughly, but her boyfriend was gone for...

4 years ago
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Belle and Sandy

Young ladies are smart. They are clever, deceitful, underhand and, at times, malevolent. They are also good fun, sexy and damn delightful when they want to be. Take the two young girls who work in our office – they are the "bestest" friends and share a flat, but they are always up to something. The other day I got tricked into buying biscuits for the office when it was Sandy's turn to furnish our bird table with cakes and treats. She flashed her grateful smile at me, as she adjusted her...

2 years ago
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Belle

"...with a final thrust, his hard cock explodes into her pussy. She screams out his name as they both cum together." Belle closes her eyes as she remembers those lines from her erotic book she read a few minutes ago. Allowing one of her hands to trail down to her moist underwear, she bites her lower lips as she nears orgasm. The suddenly, there was a loud banging coming from the door that completely killed the vibe. "Yes?" Belle tries fixing her dress as she limps over to open the door. "Honey,...

1 year ago
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Belle Delphine Patreon

Reddit.com is a site of wonder. It literally has all kinds of crap to offer, and that also includes a subreddit dedicated to Belle Delphine's Patreon. Now, those who have never heard about Belle Delphine before, you are in for quite a fucking treat, my lads. As for those who have heard of this beauty, well, this subreddit is dedicated to all her Patreon and OnlyFans content, which means that you are about to see lots of teasing and lewd content in general.The beautiful thing about Reddit.com,...

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Belle Becomes His Part 3 Bound

We toured the castle at Skye, hiked the moors, holding hands and acting like long time lovers. At the pub the next night the barman asked how our honeymoon was going. I was not sure Miguel understood the implication of the word Honeymoon. He answered in his Portuguese accented English “better than all expectation” and smiled at me.The ride back to Glasgow was much different than the ride to Skye. I was happy and so was Miguel. The couple in the front were equally happy with their mini-holiday...

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Historical Erotica Ch 01

Note to Reader: The Following story unfolds in Tehran- Iran in 1953 during an attempted American-CIA and British MI6 coup against the democratically elected government of Mohammad Mosaddegh. Codenamed Operation Ajax the plan was to remove Mosaddegh and increase the power of the Iranian Shah (King), Shah Mohammad Reza Pahlavi. The story follows John Hopkins, who is an American reporter stationed in Iran during the coup. Hopkins finds himself caught up between the coup plotters and Shireen, an...

3 years ago
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Historical Erotica Ch 03

Note to Reader: This story centers on mother and daughter, the daughter name is Asya and the mother name is Funda. The story is told primarily after the First World War during the collapse of the Ottoman Empire and rise of the Turkish Republic. Both women are beautiful in their own right, Funda with her blonde hair and hazel eyes and Asya with her black hair and blue eyes. Theirs is a time of change and this story tries to capture this change. Enjoy!! ***** A running man cries through the...

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Historical Erotica Ch 04

Note to Reader: The story takes place in an insane asylum in French Colonial Algeria, during the Algerian War of Independence (1954-1962). Dr Pierre Marques is a white French doctor, psychologists and therapist, who believes strongly in the French Empire and the civilising mission. Entrenched within him, is his belief, that Algerians and Muslims are inherently insane and backwards and that French colonization is humane and necessary to help Algerians. Dr Pierre specialises in psychological...

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