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It was cramped in the mini van but I fell gratefully asleep. I slept hard until I heard the ranger's flashlight banging on my window. I looked at my watch in the glow from her light. Of course I couldn't see a thing except the blur. I found my glasses on the stack of boxes beside me. It was 6am exactly as I has requested.
"Hey there ranger," I said it as I opened the door still inside the bag.
"Your wake up call writer. Before I get side tracked, I loved your book. It is really exciting and fast moving. I recognized your voice and that was fun too."
"I do love a fan," I said it with a grin I doubted she saw.
"Well I am a fan. I might come over to Warsaw to see you. Good, bring your cash cause I don't take American Express."
"What time do you close?"
"I think they said six since it is Sunday."
"Then I will try to time it right. I can't keep missing that free meal. I can trade that breakfast for dinner?"
"Sure but you are going to have to pick the place."
I managed to brush my teeth and put on a clean shirt before I left for the day. Showering then walking back to the van in the chilly spring air was out of the question for me. When I turned the switch on the van, nothing happened. Well it did make the grinding starter sound but it wouldn't fire. I got out and bled the fuel injector system, then it started. I made yet another note in my head to buy the right gas lines for the van.
It was cloudy and threatening to rain all day. A few drops even fell, but not enough to ruin my stock. I replaced the lids on the plastic storage boxes at the first sign of rain. I also kept the tarp handy just in case I needed to cover the whole table. I had a feeling that if the fake fur got wet it wouldn't do it a bit of good.
Mercifully the day ended with me and the fur dry. I tried to get packed as quickly as possible before I even gave leaving for the next show a thought. Being just on the show circuit left me a lot of time to kill. Everyone else had a home to go to after the show's end.
"Hi, remember me?" It was the voice that had awakened me that morning which asked it.
"Of course, I was about to send out a search party for you."
"Ah, how sweet. I was afraid that you had forgotten me already."
"Not a chance, I don't meet that many beautiful women on the road." It was a stretch but then what the hell she wasn't a dog either. Body types never did impress me all that much. I found most women to be to some degree heavy or thin. The women with perfect bodies are out there somewhere, I just haven't met very many of them.
"I'm Jennifer, so Writer what do I call you?" She had a pleasant smile on her face. I noticed for the first time that she was almost as tall as me. She had to be at least 5'11". When she wasn't in the polyester pants she didn't look hippy at all. In fact she looked very trim too trim even.
"Well I answer to either Writer or Deke," I replied.
"Geeze Deke sounds so redneck, like a character for that old movie Deliverance."
"Then just call me Writer or anything else you like." I was smiling because when I passed the Mason Dixon line I never used Deke at all.
"Don't you have a real name?"
"Deacon is my real name." I said it smiling up at her from my bent over position rearranging the boxes in my van. "So whatever you want is fine. Now, do you have a restaurant in mind?"
"Yeah, Roaring Red's" She somehow said it with a straight face and also as though it needed no more explanation. Probably for a resident it didn't, but for me it did.
"So what is Roaring Red's and how do I find it."
"Wouldn't you rather I drive?" She asked it looking at the van filled with junk."
"Frankly, I would feel better with all this stuff where I can keep an eye on it. Would you mind being seen in this thing or do you want to just let me follow you."
"I better have you follow, I think I might need to make a hasty retreat. I have a feeling you can be quite persuasive." She did say it with a smile of sorts.
I followed her through the downtown which was just a bit more than the small town USA kind of thing. I had been getting a tour of the rural south on the show circuit. I knew that was gonna change soon. It was early in the season so the small town shows were the only ones. Soon the larger towns would begin their festivals. I chose the larger ones when they were available but the small shows were held at the very first, and very last of the season. I suppose it was because they couldn't compete with the bigger towns for craftsmen or crowds.
Once I entered Roaring Red's I began to feel something crunch under my feet. I looked down but it was too dark to see. Jennifer turned before we were seated, she had noticed my curious look. She said simply, "Peanut shells, you will see."
Before anything else the waitress brought us a glass of water and a metal water bucket of roasted peanuts. Since I have only a dozen teeth left, and they are all in the front, I skipped the nuts. I drank the sweetened iced tea which was excellent. That spoke well for the promise of the large ground beef steak. I waited until Jennifer ordered before I did. I ate the ground up meat due to the afore mentioned teeth or lack there of. I didn't want Jennifer to miss out on a steak because of my dental shortcomings.
"So Jen, tell me about the campground Rape?"
"Nothing to tell Deacon, best anybody could figure the woman was there with her small son. She took him to the bathroom about midnight. He woke up with one of those 'I got to go right now mommy' kind of things. Since the camp site where she was staying was open she took him to the bathhouse. The kid got to watch it. The guy who did it held a gun on them told the kid that if he made any noise his mommy would die before his eyes."
"That was not nice at all," I interjected. I noted that Jen seemed almost irritated by the interruption.
"Anyway it got pretty nasty as the man made lil mommy say and do things a kid shouldn't know about let alone see. He just walked away after. He told the woman not to come out of the house for five minutes as he might be waiting. She walked to the pay phone right outside and called us. We came to made sure it was for real, then called the city police. They came and did their cop things, which did no good.
"Yeah, they would have gotten a million prints from that bathroom. I can't imagine anything of value from the crime scene." I know on TV they find all these cute little clues, but in the real world a crime scene doesn't get vacuumed routinely. I wondered about a car. "Did they ever find out how he got there?"
"No, they woke up every camper out here and made Polaroid shots of them but she didn't recognize anyone. Every space, and every man on every space, was accounted for. It looks as though he just drifted into the campground did his thing and left."
"If you are looking to rape somebody, why the hell go to a campground. It would be my last thought. Did the cops check the people who live on the adjacent road?"
"More pictures and more not hims," she replied.
"They didn't get any hits at all?" I asked it surprised that there wasn't at least one false hit, victims and children make pretty lousy witnesses as a general rule.
"No she was adamant not one of the locals raped her. As you would expect several fit the description but no cupie doll."
I just absorbed the information, I didn't even try to analyze it.
After dinner I left a cash tip, then gave the woman at the register the ole visa card. I had no idea how high the balance would get by the end of the trip, but I expected it to get on up there.
It was pretty near dark and much too late to move on, even if I had wanted to. I followed Jen back to the park. The office was still open so I had the privilege of paying them twelve buck to stay there. Since the card processor was down and I didn't want to wait, I paid them with an assortment of crumpled cash. I paid for only one night. If I stayed, I plan to use the visa for payment.
Again that night I rearranged the boxes to make me a small sleeping spot. I must have been closer to the lake than I had been the night before, since it got chilly in the flannel sleeping bag. I rummaged around by lantern light to find the down comforter. It was less than a hundred percent dawn, but it worked really well when combined with the flannel bag. Besides it was spring in the south, not January in Ohio. I was too tired to process information that night so I slept. I slept until almost noon as a matter of fact.
I hadn't asked if Jennifer was working that night, but I assumed that she wasn't. In any case she didn't stop by to wake me. I hadn't expected her to but then again one can hope.
I didn't quite know what to do with my gear, since I planned to at least read the police reports on the year old rape. Since it was an ongoing case it appeared that I wasn't going to get the locals to cooperate. Even my honorary badge didn't do any good. I hadn't expected it to help, retired cops don't get much respect unless they are home town cops. Plus once they found out I was a writer odds were the mayor couldn't have sprung lose those files for me. Of course it was a moot point since I didn't know the Mayor.
I gave it about a half second's thought then went to the local newspaper. The newspaper was a tiny little store front operation. They even farmed their printing out to a larger paper in the next town. The one thing they did have was a microfilm reader. They also had files of their own paper as well as the larger town next door. I explained to the very young, very blonde woman behind the desk what I was up to. She called someone on the phone no doubt getting permission to show me the microfilm. It didn't seem she was impressed by either my charm or the fact that I was an audio novelist. At least it seemed so at first. As the afternoon wore on with her helping me find the sparse articles, she seemed to warm to both the task and me.
"You know I wonder if the victim would talk to me?" I asked it awkwardly as she stood over me. I had finished with the reader and needed some other way to hold her attention.
"I would say no, but then that is all she can say. Why don't you call and ask?"
The young newspaper lady, named Deloris, looked up the number for me. The rape victim was June Silvers. She informed me that she did not wish to discuss it. With that she hung up on me. I couldn't really blame her for not wanting to relive it.
"So much for that," I said as I stood and stretched. When I stretched I lost my balance then almost crushed Dee as she preferred to be called.
"Are you drunk?" she asked playfully.
"No, I just have really bad balance," I replied shortly.
"Ah I see. My dad had a stroke. After a while he didn't need the cane to walk but he used it anyway so people wouldn't think he had been drinking."
"Not a bad idea," I didn't tell her that I already carried a cane most days.
"Okay Deke, I will make you a deal."
"And what kind of deal do you have in mind?"
"I can get you the police report, at least the original one. I don't know about the later ones."
"And how will you do that?"
"They file all the reports with the records clerk. That one gets filed even if the follow ups don't. Since they claim this is open, the follow up reports might still be in the detective division's file and not in the central file."
"So?" She seemed to know a lot about the interior workings of the local police. They seemed to be about like all the police departments.
"Well, I got a girlfriend who works for the records division. She has gotten me files before, I expect she would again."
"I have a feeling the price is going to be high for this little service?"
"Depends on what you call high. You aren't going to just write a novel based on her statement to the cops are you?"
"No, I am going to do a little checking into it, why?"
"I want to go with you." It was a simple statement. She said it like it wouldn't matter at all to me.
"It would be a total waste of your time. I am not going to have a lot of time to look into it. This is my own version of a book tour."
"I understand that, the articles I send back will be as much about that as the investigation."
"Articles? Nobody is gonna be interested in this crap."
"Oh, you don't know me Deke. I am a hell of a writer, I just need a break. If the first article is a grabber, I can sell the whole series to the group that does our printing. I have sold them things before, I know what they want."
"Okay, I will give you a bunch of honest interviews from the road. You know call you every night. How is that?"
"Yeah, you might call once but that would be about all. No I am going along."
"I expect your boss will have a lot to say about that."
"I doubt it my Dad owns this rag. That is why I am not at a bigger paper."
"Even though I am old enough to be your dad, I'm not. I expect he will not be particularly pleased with you traveling with a man."
"Are you kidding he will be thrilled. He knows I am safest with men." I am pretty dense so it took me a few minutes to figure out what she had meant. I just nodded.
"Tell you what, I am out at the county park. You think about this and if you still want to do it, bring me all the papers you can get on the Silver Rape to either the park tonight or the festival tomorrow. If you do that you can buy yourself a ticket to ride, for a while at least."
"Fair enough, are you staying in campgrounds everywhere you go?"
"I am, but you can stay in motels I expect."
"Oh no Deke, wherever thou goest, I goest to." She gave me a smile meant for a much older woman.
After the newspaper, I spent a couple of hours talking to people in the town. I didn't question them as much as let them talk. In the small town's idea of a supermarket, I met several old men sitting on benches outside. They were talking while the womenfolk shopped. I sat with them a while before I introduced myself.
"You don't look like no writer," The youngest of the old men commented.
"That's what they say every time I send my picture to a publisher."
"Don't get many strangers round here, don't never get no writers," the man continued. "You in town for that festival out at the farmer's market?"
"I sure was, got one more day then it is off to a new place. Anything going on around here worth writing about?"
"Sam over there has a couple of cut up cows I hear tell."
"Gee Whiz man has he ever had one of them mutilated by aliens?" I asked it with a straight face. They were all speechless till I laughed.
"No aliens but we got some pretty strange mexs here. They might have done it then threw the guts around, but nobody has mutilated a cow for years."
"Well, a healthy cow is just not the makings of a novel." I smiled to show it all in good humor. "You guys know anything about that campground rape?" I asked it after a couple of minutes of silence.
"Couldn't have been anybody local. We all pretty much know each other. If it had been June would have knowed him. Had to be somebody from outside." The row of old men nodded their agreement.
"You think so huh?" I asked. I was surprised that the logic in his statement had until that moment alluded me. That simple statement opened up a whole new line of thought. The cops surely came to the same conclusions as the old men.
"Tell me, I cant get the details from the cops and I don't really need the official version. Was it pretty violent, I mean did he harm her?"
"Look writer," He said it with a sneer. "Every woman is hurt in a rape, some get beat and some don't, but they all get hurt." With those words the man stood to go find his wife.
"He is right, but he didn't do well. His kid got raped at the high school couple of years back." He could see the interest in my eye. "Different guy writer, that one was a basketball coach. Some folks say she didn't resist and at the trial they brought in a couple of other students. You know it got real messy before they sent the coach away. Old Amos, he ain't never forgive those that said harsh words agin his Betty."
"I don't reckon I would either." It was the truth and I knew it. It it had been my step brat, there would have been a line of boys waiting to testify. She had outgrown it thank god, but there was a time that even I would have doubted her story.
"Okay writer, I heard that she was raped in front of her kid. The bastard made her beg for it. Told her he would kill the kid right in front of her. She went along. Didn't have a scratch on her they say. No matter what a woman is her kid shouldn't have to see his mamma do those things. They tell me she had to do it all for the prick."
I got the idea, so I didn't press it. I couldn't for the life of me think of anything to ask that wouldn't look like a stranger trying minimize the woman's ordeal. I stood then walked into the store to see what I could buy that came in cans. I had been searching for things that I wouldn't need to refrigerated, when the sheriffs deputy came into the store.
"Pardon me sir, we need to have a few words." At that moment I realized that I had become a suspect in the rape of the silver woman. When you ask questions in a small town, you are a suspect in everything.
"Do we now?" I smiled at the young cop. "How about you call your supervisor so I don't have to tell this but once."
He was on the hand held radio while I continued to look. "Sir, you need to take this a little more seriously."
"It seems you are taking it seriously enough for both of us. You wouldn't happen to know where they keep the canned chili would you?" He didn't smile and I didn't care. The one good thing about camping out was that I didn't have to buy toilet paper, but I did have to buy paper towels.
"Is that your mini van in the parking lot?" The deputy looked toward the parking lot. Of course all he could see was the stacks of styrofoam coolers which blocked the front windows.
"It is indeed? If you want you can search it, so long as you put everything back just like you found it. I felt the slight nausea then my mind took a vacation for a split second. It was not a good thing to happen in front of a cop, especially when we were talking about my van.
"Are you okay?" he asked.
I didn't remember it, but I knew for a split second I had a spaced out look on my face and some real hard twitching. Those things only lasted a second. "Yeah just peachy keen. I have a stress related twitch. You are making me nervous."
"Do you need to sit down?" He seemed concerned. It could be that the twitch had gotten worse they said it would.
"No I'm fine." I leaned on the cart as I continued to collect things. Some of them I was sure I didn't need even as I put them into the cart... I knew that I would need to reassess the contents of the cart before I checked out.
I saw the older man in the identical uniform approach. I waited while the younger man met him a few yards away to hold a whispered conference. I moved the cart on down the aisle forcing them to walk a little farther to catch up.
"Good afternoon, Mr..." He let it trail off waiting for me to finish it for him. Instead I handed him my retirement Id, and my driver's license.
"Oh a retired cop. I should have guessed. You could have told that to Steve and saved me a trip."
"No it wouldn't. He would never have given up until he called you in to show how on the ball he is. I just cut through a little of the bs."
"Well, we will never know about that will we. Alright so what were you doing running around town asking about a two year old rape?"
"Well Sarg, I am in town for the festival. I heard about it and thought there might be a story in it. That my friend is all there is to it. I am sure a man of my age does not fit the description of the rapist, since our testosterone level is way below that needed for such a crime. Your officer knew that, and if he asked the men outside they told him what I just did about the festival. There was no reason to do it all twice."
"Mind if I look in your van?"
"Not at all, if you wait till I check out, I will go stand by. If not knock yourself out, but put everything back like you found it. I have photographs of the van as it looks now. I will be shooting it again, if you leave it a mess because you don't like my attitude." I smiled at the two cops.
"Do cops where you are from do that?" The young officer asked.
"Yeah sonny, cops everywhere do that."
"How about you just leave that cart and we do it now?" the sargent asked.
"I won't be but a couple of more minutes. You guys can help if you like." They shook their head in a refusal gesture. I should have hurried but I didn't. They decided to wait outside. Actually the sargent sent the younger man back on patrol. When I walked from the building several minutes later he was waiting for me.
"Okay open the door and let me take a look." I did but only because I needed to put the groceries away. With the cargo door open I slipped one of the four identical black plastic trucks from the van. It was the one closest to the door.
"You don't have to do that." the sargent said as I opened the trunk.
"Sure I do," I began putting the groceries from the cart into the box.
"So take it easy on the small town cops and rural area sheriff's department?"
"I always do, no matter how weak or strong the investigation. By the way I expect that you won't solve this one." He looked down on my bent frame. "It is much to random. If it wasn't a local, and I am sure you would have found anybody local, then it was a drifter."
"Thanks, we all felt that way too."
"Felt, so you just gave up on it."
"You know what I mean it is no longer an active case even though we work on them all till they are solved." His look told me the truth, it wasn't on the back burner, it wasn't even on the stove.
"Any chance it was a lover's game?" I asked it pretty sure of the answer.
"If it wasn't for the kid, we would have run that at her a lot harder. They were both absolutely in shock. Had to see a counselor from Princeton." He noted my confusion. "Not the school, it is a town about ten miles away, and twice the size of this one. The woman there doesn't have enough patients so she does the country rape counseling."
"Is the victim still a patient there?"
"Last I heard she was, but that was a few months ago. Either way she has been at it over a year, hardly the act of a pretender."
"True," I said in agreement.
"You done searching?" I asked it as I reached for the cargo door.
"I was done in the store, just had to go through the motions for the kid."
"Aint they just wonderful?"
"Well we was all kids like that once."
"Not me I was born a full growed cop." I laughed along with him.
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My Final Fantasy: Part IV— Reality Well tonight is the big party that John and Marella have been planning for his new business launch in Durham. Marella is the sexy young nineteen-year-old student John has hired part time to live in his house and help him take care of the large property. When we last left our two characters it was mid-day on a hot sunny day and John was poolside at his large country home having been trapped in a verbal conundrum by the ever so smart and even more flirtatious...
Straight SexPrincess of Castile By Jennifer Reed This is the final chapter. Chapter 16 Susan and Alejandra meet and finalize things within her family. Alejandra deals with her husband once and for all as Natalia feminalizes things within her new life and husband Anthony as he finds out what awates him as Natalias husband in the Castile Empire Part Two of two The look on Susan's face was one of intense pride and approval as she saw her new stepdaughter. She had known of Alejandra since...
Heather fell asleep in Kelly's lap and had to be transferred to her grandmother's lap so Kelly to get up. Heather hugged April tightly, with Kelly struggling to not cry as Heather showed that she cared a lot about her grandmother without realizing it. April hugged her back, feeling the same warmth of the love that Heather was showing and enjoying her granddaughter giving her sleepy affection. Kelly moved Heather to her room and tucked her in bed, with Heather hugging her favorite...
Angel S:1 E:16 Season One Finale "The Hero and the Terror Part II" By G.M. Shephard Copyright © 2012 Edited by: jeffusually kittylover --- Acknowledgments Back in August of 2013, I began writing my first ideas that had been occupying my mind for years. Looking back to that night, seated in front of my computer when I began typing "Angel's" first couple words, I never thought it would become something to so many people. After several revisions I finally reached...
Chapter 1: Liu Kang finaly propose to Kitana Chapter Text "Liu had been sitting in his room thinking of how to purpose to Kitana. He wanted to very much marry the gorgeous Princes and have a life with her for ever. But true be told it seemed to be harder then he thought to get up the strength to ask her. He was still thinking when Jax and Jonny Cage walked in asking if everything was ok? Listen I'm not ok right now? By the was Liu way are you avoiding Kitana every time? She seems to think your...
It's a new year, 2158 has now become a note of the past. 2169 now brings to the present. Wife, two daughters, one son, dog and cat. A mortgage, two car payments, the regular 9 to 5. Life hasn't changed much. The same old grind. The Government has allowed me three wonderful c***dren and a wonderful wife. The dog and cat both have learned the proper tab on the floor to step on that allows them into the backyard. A similar tab near the door on the outside acts the same way to allow them back in....
44. FINAL Reminiscences from the manor estate SEX AND MY AMAZING WIFE. PART C[SEE ALSO 42 AND 43 FIRST] My wife a month or so later began to show signs that she was somewhat unwell, our family GP sent her for tests, and she decided to delay her next planned episode so I knew she was in trouble, (not that it would have been a good idea to appear at the hospital with assorted whip marks!) The test results must have had him worried as the old chap [he was near retirement], sent her rapidly...
After waking, we cleansed ourselves in the spacious hotel shower, washing, caressing and debating where to go on our sightseeing trek. Monique wanted to go home and get a few changes of clothes if she were going to remain with us at the hotel. The only problem was getting her in and out without the staff seeing her. After we finished bathing, we got dressed and continued contemplating our day. I went online and discovered the charge for a third person wasn't as much as we had thought. So, to...
MatureMy Final Fantasy: Part III— The Awakening When we last left our two characters John was engaged in a long business telephone call inside the house and Marella was on the deck ostensibly looking at the up-coming dinner’s budget. Intrigued by a file named “Final Fantasy” on the far right of John’s computer screen Marella can’t resist the temptation to pry and has clicked open the file. Marella has begun to read John’s Final Fantasy story. As Marella reads she keeps shifting her eyes up and keeps...
Love StoriesThe last few weeks have been unreal. That night after my mom confronted Charlotte about everything, Jim had come home. Charlotte and Mom sat him down and explained that he was basically going to be providing for all of us now, but there were two tradeoffs. First, he and his wife wouldn’t have to go jail, and second, he had three women to choose from whenever he wanted them. Sure, he would have to share them all with my sixteen year old brother, Luke, but he didn’t seem to mind at all. ...
As I wrapped my gloss smudged velvety soft lips around his pulsing hardness, slipping his bulbous reddish head into my timid mouth, a small tear gathered in the corner of my eye. I felt empty, vacuous almost, an empty vessel with a beating heart, but I still wanted this final time together. I wanted to at least offer him this final gift for being so sweet to me for two years. I had been lucky to have such a wonderful man take my virginity and teach me things I needed to learn as I transitioned...
As I wrapped my gloss smudged velvety soft lips around his pulsing hardness, slipping his bulbous reddish head into my timid mouth, a small tear gathered in the corner of my eye. I felt empty, vacuous almost; an empty vessel with a beating heart, but I still wanted this final time together. I wanted to at least offer him this final gift for being so sweet to me for two years. I had been lucky to have such a wonderful man take my virginity and teach me things I needed to learn as I transitioned...
Love StoriesMorning After The Night Before Part Four Finale We come to the final part of the tale of Olive and Samantha to discover what has happened following the events of Halloween. Once again I wish to give a BIG thanks to my friend Chris for taken his time to review, edit and comment with the whole story and not just this finale Chapter, even with his computer files getting corrupted just before his normal backup, these things never happen after the back up do they, Chris was still able to...
After over two years and countless weeks of working on this series I am both glad and sad to see it conclude. I would like to thank everyone who joined myself and the Fletcher family on this journey. Thanks to all those who read the series, rated it and especially to those who commented and urged me to keep writing. It wasn't always easy, other projects and life in general often got me sidetracked but I was intent on seeing it through and glad that I did. If I offended anyone who read this...
(When all sisters were focused on me) The evening milking became my favorite with four nymphs and according sex. It wasn’t that I loved to do any one of them more than Lilly. It was just because I was busy pretty much nonstop, time flew by and I was treated to soothing and loving care by all of them. I was even fucking beautiful much appreciative Branch in the round robin of milking taking my turn with her as well, fucking times four down the line. My penis was very happy. I knew so much...
Finality irishmik60 It’s a new year, 2158 has now become a note of the past. 2169 now brings to the present. Wife, two daughters, one son, dog and cat. A mortgage, two car payments, the regular 9 to 5. Life hasn’t changed much. The same old grind. The Government has allowed me three wonderful children and a wonderful wife. The dog and cat both have learned the proper tab on the floor to step on that allows them into the backyard. A similar tab near the door on the outside acts the same way to...
Emily barges in Tommy’s room without so much of applying a courtesy knock. Walking right in, she sees Tommy at his desk studying and doing his homework like her good little slave. “Good, I see you’re doing your homework. By the way, how are those grades coming?” She asks. Tommy was a little perturbed, ever since they made this agreement, Emily thought she had the right to walk into his room whenever she wanted to, which considering the agreement, he guessed she did. But it was still...
My gambling addiction had landed me in serious trouble, but now I'd been offered a way out, a final gamble. But I didn't realise I was gambling away my identity - or who I'd become when I had. THE FINAL GAMBLE by BobH (c) 2013. - 1 - "What do you do?" It's something we all ask when making small talk with someone we've just met. My reply to that question always gets a chuckle. "I'm in ladies' underwear," I say, adding as the chuckle...
Cliff and his sister Tammy sat in the family room watching the college basketball finals. It was the first round of March Madness. Tammy cheered for her favorite team as they beat their opponent.“They’re going all the way,” Tammy said to her brother.“If you say so. You know I’m not into college basketball like you are. As far as them going all the way, it’s a long road,” Cliff said. He picked up the remote and changed the channel to a fishing show.Tammy sat back, smiled, and said, “I’ll...
IncestAny chance of a final shag?I stood at the doorway oblivious to the high wind and rain that swept through the ajar door. I watched Katie walk along the pathway like a model along the walkway. She got into her car without looking back. As she turned over the engine she finally looked towards me and smiled before waving goodbye. To most observers it looked like an innocent wave from a friend leaving after a simple cup of coffee. To both myself and Katie it was much more. It had been an attempt to...
My Final Fantasy: Part II—Fantasy and Reality Collide When we left John his new part time help, the vivacious and sexy “Marella”, had turned into somewhat of an obsession for him. John had discovered the time wasting activity of writing erotic fantasy stories and Marella had become his muse. The story continues….. Well the next four or five weeks flew by. John became increasingly impressed as Marella settled into the house and “took charge”. Everything seemed to go without a hitch and she...
Love StoriesIt was not for another four months before Alice had Lorraine alone to herself again and in a position to discuss it with her.Upon their return from San Monique she had begun an intensive management course designed to give her the basic knowledge she needed. She would never need to do any bookkeeping but it was vital that she could interpret the accounts. Alice had some experience in her previous job as a clerk that helped her understand the accounts sufficiently. She was taught the different...
106.GRANS FINAL FLING.Iif you havent before read stories 100 to 105 first to appriciate this piece fully.] Rose sat in the conservatory, it was late January and she was watching the last snow outside building against the fence. She knew in her heart that it was the last time she would watch snow. The thaw was forecast and she knew she would not see another English winter. She also knew our fun and games with he had ceased so her marks would fade, She sighed, picked up her pen and in her neat...
My series of stories featuring Sunny have been well-received by readers, judging from the feedback I have received. She was one of the truly unforgettable women in my life and a gifted fellatrix. Ironically, I doubt seriously that she understands that. I invite all readers to read this final Sunny story, vote on it and provide commentary on it or any of my other stories. My relationship with Sunny ended one day in the mid 80’s when it became apparent to me that she had taken a life path that I...
Teaching Sally, the final LessonIf you read my previous 2 stories. You will remember that as a high school teacher who has suffered through being teased by the young hotties in my class I was frustrated but I never came on to any of my students. However, a former student, a recent graduate, named Sally approached me and confessed her crush on me and how she wanted me to teach her all about sex before she went off to college. And we met and had an incredible “lesson” with me showing how...
After everything that had happened. Sephiroth, Jenova, the threat to the planet from their activities, SHINRA had done a complete 180 and began providing energy through some new method or other by harvesting Nuclear energy. Oh sure, the research and development team were all about the supposed military applications but the rest of Gaia were just happy to have their electricity and energy without having to kill their own planet. Unfortunately, the story of life didn't end on a high note. No,...
Lauren Dickson packed her things into her sports bag before checking that she had everything and turning her attention to her handbag. She smiled as she found her mobile phone and car keys which were lying under her collection of cards, makeup, tissues and other items. She closed the zip on the bag and placed it over her right shoulder. Lauren picked up her sports bag in her right hand and walked out of the staff changing room, turning and locking the door with her key. The young PE Mistress...
SpankingGOD Anna and I sat in the lavish theatre room of my hotel in hell. Freshly buttered popcorn slickened our fingers and lips and crunched loudly between our teeth. The large projection screen displayed the dinner date between Lucy and Rachel in crystal clarity. It was shown to us as an actual movie, with differing camera angles and clear sound production. The two lead actresses of this production sat across from each other at the table, their postures leaning forward as their eyes locked....
Morgan couldn't believe it, she won a radio contest. All she had to do was answer a question on college basketball. Didn't everyone know that UCLA had more Men's Titles then any other school. Now she won the contest and on Wednesday her and a guest were going to fly to Atlanta for the 2002 Men's final four and even get to attend the player interviews during the week. Morgan couldn't wait to tell Nick, Elliot and Coleman about it. Morgan loved basketball and even made the H.S. team as a...
Shadowsblade a Whateley Tale: Written by Shadowsblade Created for war and forged in pain, dealing with demons within and without. To all my readers, thanks for your posts. I do read each one and some of the ones posted recently, they added to my ideas on where to go in long term plot ideas! So keep posting and thinking out there! Copyright © 2016 by Shadowsblade All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by...
THE BEST WEEK OF MY LIFE CHAPTER 4 - THE FINAL WEEKEND Not surprisingly the morning after the dance found Bobbie sleeping late. Eventually her Mother woke her with a cup of tea. "Time to get up, the morning is half gone" Mrs Harris announced. "I have just had a phone call from Mrs Sanders asking if she and Sally can come round this afternoon to return the clothes you loaned to "Stan". We need to wash Sally's things this morning so that we can return them to her as well. I know you...
The Final Switch A few words on the following include a warning that this is for ADULTS ONLY, and only where local customs permit. If content of an extreme nature easily offend, please read no further. Also, the following is intended for your use only and any further distribution of the same is not permitted unless you have the author?s express permission.Thank you. Faibhar The Final Switch It, he decided, was time. Little did he realize that this sea-changing ?switch? was to...
Final Year Project Per & Dorothy (Dor) are final year students living in London, Per is Swedishfinishing a degree in Media & Communications (which gives him a lot offree time) and Dor is finishing a degree in Fashion. Dor is a full time Gothand dresses in Goth fashion at all times. Per has been working at a club forthe last two years which twice a month holds a Bondage / Fetish night. AsPer can get her in for free Dor went along for a look and soon found that shewas into the bondage scene. As...
Final Request We had been living together for 6 months. Things were great. Our sex life had been wonderful. We were willing to try just about anything. Brittany always was willing to dress as I requested. I loved to have her in 4" heels, garter belt and nylons. A short skirt with a belly shirt to show off her flat tight stomach. At night she always wore sexy lingerie. Brittany is 5"6, 110 pounds, 36C 22 34. Her legs are to die for and her long blond hair finishes the perfect...
Then the sky fell in for both of the girls. Suddenly it was Finals Week – the dreaded examinations which would label each student for life. All their hard work seemed to have left a complete vacuum in their memories. Then the examinations were over, and the May Ball loomed large. Much jollification was in evidence, mostly forced merriment as the strain of waiting for the examination results took its toll. Sharifa spent several days hopping in and out of various beds and drinking a lot....
Hung Wallpaper Man Fucks My Wife, Final ChapterI’ve told you several true stories about my sexy wife Ann, fucking my best friend, and also how she attempted to seduce a guy named Bill, who she tired to hang wallpaper in our house. She didn't know anything about him before hiring him for that first job, but when he showed up to take measurements for how much wallpaper he would need, and to give Ann a quote for the job, let's just say she noticed something. That something, was an enormous cock...
The gravity of having two people that she had wished were her own parents want to do exactly as she had wished hit her hard. Anita had a mother and a father to love her, a brother to talk to and be there for when things were tough, and a husband who was infatuated with her. She had everything that she ever wanted and was feeling like she had won the lottery in life. Anita needed a while to recover so the Marshalls moved on to Pierre and his gift. He just laughed at the gift they were...
“I do,” I said nervously as the entire room watched me. Time seemed to freeze for a few moments as we both stood there at the altar. I gazed into Kyle’s eyes, as always, they were big and beautiful. I had always had a thing for baby blues and even now they had me mesmerised. His short, spiky brown hair went well with his suit and slim physique. He was my perfect man and I felt like the luckiest woman on Earth as we stood there in front of our family and friends. “I now pronounce you husband...
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